My eighteen year old daughter (Jen) had been going out with her second boyfriend for over six months but I knew something was not quite right. They seemed to get on well and enjoyed a full and mixed social life. When she returned home after a date with him and often the next day she seemed flustered and jumpy.
As her Mum I thought it right to try and help when one night she came back late looking disheveled and almost angry. My partner (Ben, not her Dad) was not around so I sat her down to try and understand what was wrong. To begin with she seemed reluctant to say anything. When I asked if it was something to do with their sex life she burst into tears. She said that they had plenty of sex and that Pete was a gentle and considerate lover. She paused before she said.
"It is me, we can fuck for ages and I get super excited but I cannot orgasm with him. We both get very frustrated and it is affecting our relationship."
"You are not the first girl to struggle to orgasm, it is not easy for many girls of your age as well as older women."
"You don't understand when I get home after we have been together I only have to recall our lovemaking and I have the most beautiful, violent orgasms. It is just I have never had one in front of anyone else. Tonight we made love three times with him having an orgasm each time and I got so, so close. If I go upstairs now it will take a few strokes of my clit or a minute with my dildo and I will be exploding all over the place. I would happily cum more than once every day, my sex drive is really strong."
"Maybe that is the problem if you bring yourself every day it might be too much for you."
"No you don't understand I haven't had an orgasm in over ten days and I am climbing the walls. I don't bring myself so that I am super ready to be fucked by Pete when we get together."
"There are two possibilities. One is that there is something holding you back from relaxing. If that is the case once you cum once you are likely to have no problems afterwards."
"What is the other possibility?"
"It could be that Pete, or you and Pete together, are just not quite experienced enough to hit on the right formula. I am sure that you can work it out. What you could try is to not touch each other but to masturbate yourselves to orgasm."
"I am not sure I could do that. Have you ever done that with anyone?"
"Oh many times and had some lovely orgasms and some very intimate beautiful moments. Why don't you give it a try next time you are with Pete?"
This seemed to improve Jen's mood and she retired to bed a little happier. I could not help keeping an ear open for her as she clearly brought herself to a very long and noisy orgasm within two minutes of closing her bedroom door.
The next time she had a date with Pete, Jen was late back as usual. Ben and I had watched a film together and had ended up playing with each other for the last hour before she arrived back. We were in nightclothes and I had been close to cumming for many minutes and Ben was sporting a very determined erection. He quickly concealed this as soon as he heard the key in the lock. I had shared the discussion Jen and I had had the previous week and Ben had shown lots of interest and sympathy. He was close to Jen in a fatherly way but had shared that he found her puppy fat very attractive.
When Jen came into the room it was clear that the date had not gone well. She was in tears again and made to go straight to her room. I went to her and gave her a cuddle not saying anything. She sobbed into my shoulder saying something about they couldn't go on as they were. I had to do something to help, but what? She had a mental block that had to be broken.
"If you go up to your room what are you going to do?"
The question was very direct but I felt she needed to face her problem. All three of us knew the answer but Jen needed to answer. She could not look me in the eye and certainly was not going to answer me. I thought she was going to run out of the room but instead did something that shocked me to the core.
She took hold of the hem of her dress and pulled it over her head. She had nothing on underneath. Her face was flushed and we could now see this went down as far as her firm but reasonably full boobs. What drew the eye even more was her pussy that was bright red swollen and very wet. It looked (as it was confirmed later) as if she had been fucked over and over again for a long time. She briefly looked into my eyes before moving to face Ben (who was sitting next to me). It was with defiance that she held his gaze as she moved one hand to her left nipple and the other directly to her clit. Her movements were almost gentle on her clit but much rougher on her nipple.
It hit me what a bizarre situation this was. My daughter was standing in front of my boyfriend (who was still trying to hide his erection) masturbating while I watched. However bizarre I had to admit that I was very aroused even though I was only a witness to the action. Things took a further surprising turn as my daughter said,
"It would make it a little fairer if you showed me that erection you are trying to hide. It might help me to, help me to...."
