...Happy Birthday tooo, yooooou! Angela took the deepest breath possible and leaned forward, blowing out all eighteen candles with one breath.
She was laughing as she leaned back in her chair, her straightened fingers covering her mouth as if she was a bit embarrassed while friends and family that were gathered around the table cheered and clapped. Her mother, Molly, stood to give Angela a big kiss on the cheek.
"I can't believe my baby's all grown up!" Molly exclaimed, her voice cracking a bit with emotion.
After filling up on cake and ice cream, the party was moved to the back patio where the adults sat and talked while the kids played games and chased each other around the yard.
I found a nice quiet spot at the back of the yard on a bench beside Molly's flower garden. As I watched the festivities I saw Molly walking toward me with two glasses of wine. I smiled as she handed me one before sitting next to me.
"So what are you doing back here all be yourself?" Molly teased. "Being antisocial are we?"
Laughing, I said, "No, it was just that your Uncle Billy was telling me all about his hip replacement surgery, for the third time." I said quietly as I leaned into her.
"Oh, no!" Molly laughed. "I'm so sorry!"
"That's OK," I assured her. "Besides, I love sitting here in your garden. It's so beautiful!"
"Awww, thank you!" Molly replied with a smile. "I do love working on it. It's very therapeutic."
We sat quietly for a while before Molly broke the silence.
"Eric, how long have you been friends with our family?"
"Oh wow, let me think." I replied. "I would say it's been at least fifteen years. Ever since I started doing your financial planning."
"And do you know why we home schooled Angela?" Molly asked, as the mood of the conversation seemed to be taking a serious turn.
"Well, yeah, I think so since we have discussed this before." I replied. "It was because you thought you could give her a better education than she could get from the public schools. And by the way, you did a great job. She's the smartest kid I know!"
"She is!" Molly beamed. "I am so proud of her! But that's not the only reason."
She continued, "Kids are not the same as they were a generation or two ago. Many don't have good parents and are not disciplined or taught how to behave in a respectful way. Some are just downright animals and are vicious bullies and sexual predators. Especially in a big city school like the one she would have gone to."
"Yeah, I would have to agree with you." I interjected.
"Now some people have accused me of stunting her socially, but that's not true!" Molly insisted. "Angela has lots of friends, but they are ones her father and I approve of."
"I can't argue with that." I answered in agreement. "In fact I have always thought that Angela was one of the most well adjusted kids I have ever known. She and I have had many wonderful conversations, and I know a lot of teens that aren't comfortable talking to adults."
Molly smiled at me. "Well, Angela loves you, you know. We all do."
I returned her smile. "And I love you guys too."
"Which leads me to what I wanted to talk to you about." Molly continued.
I sat quietly, feeling a bit concerned.
"During our home schooling sessions, we have had some, well, Sex Ed classes for lack of a better term." Molly explained. "Since we are so protective of her, you might think I'm a prude when it comes to sex, but nothing could be further from the truth."
"Oh heck, I never thought you were a, well. you know...uh, don't let me interrupt," I stammered, "you were saying?"
"I want her to have a great sex life. I want her to be comfortable with herself as a sexual being, and to be able to express her sexuality in whatever way gives her the most pleasure, even if it's with the same sex." Molly explained passionately. "I think too many people have a frustrated, unfulfilled sex life because they grew up being told that sex was dirty and wrong. Don't you agree?"
"Oh, yes...YES! You are absolutely right on the...barrel head with that one for sure!" I replied, tripping over my words as I tugged at my collar.
"Relax Eric!" Molly said, smiling at my uneasiness. "We can discuss these things like adults, can't we?"
"Of course we can." I replied trying to relax a bit. "You just took me by surprise, that's all."
"Well, try to hang on to that relaxed demeanor because here comes the big part." Molly warned. "Angela is eighteen now and I think it's time for her Sex Ed classes to be, well, more 'hands on' if you will. And we would like you to help out with that."
There was suddenly a tension you could cut with a knife. Molly looked casually at me with a pleasant smile as I sat dumbfounded, my mouth hanging open.
"Well, I can see you are curious," Molly understated, "so this is how it would work. So far our classes have involved anatomy and there have been a couple of sessions where we were both nude so I could teach her about her body. We have practiced with dildos so that her first sexual experience wouldn't be painful, but we haven't taken it too far yet. Angela has never had an orgasm."
"We have watched some tasteful soft core porn together, so she has a good idea of what men and women do with each other. It's time though that now she is mature enough, I want her to learn how to have sex in a safe and loving environment. That's why we need your help."
"So...you want me to have sex with your daughter?" I asked in a way that made it sound like I must have misheard what she said.
"Yes, and me too of course." Molly replied. "Some techniques we will demonstrate for her before she gives it a try. So what do you say Eric? Can we count on you?"
With my legs now crossed and my elbow fidgeting across my lap in an attempt to disguise my raging boner, I think I squeaked out something like, "Sure, why not?"
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I arrived at their house making sure I was punctual. I sure didn't want to be late for class on this day. As I rang the doorbell, Angela opened the door to greet me.
"Hi Mr. Jensen!" She beamed with a big bouncy smile.
"OK, first of all, we are all adults now so please, call me Eric"
"OK..."Eric." Wow, that's going to take some getting used to!" She giggled.
We walked into the living room where Molly was waiting for us. Seeing the two of them together would leave no doubt in anyone's mind that they were mother and daughter.
They were both tall and slender. Molly's figure was curvy while Angela's had a more adolescent appearance with narrow hips and very small breasts. They both had straight, raven hair worn just past their shoulders, and had brown eyes and dark complexions that became very deep in the summer.
"Well!" Molly exclaimed. "I don't think we need any small talk here. Besides, Angela has been waiting a long time for this."
"Yeah! Like eighteen years!" Angela replied with a bit of sarcasm as we all laughed nervously.
"Well OK then," Molly announced. "Lets get out of these clothes."
Without hesitation Angela grabbed at her T-shirt, pulling it up and over her head. She was already tugging on the button of her shorts when she scolded us. "What are you guys waiting for?"
Molly and I looked each other and laughed. I shrugged as I pulled off my shirt while Molly did the same. Within minutes we found ourselves standing in a triangle, completely naked. Angela stared at my crotch with great fascination.
Normally I would be hard as a rock with two gorgeous women standing naked before me, but opposing the urge to get hard was an equal tendency for my dick to retreat like a frightened turtle in the face of this freaky and somewhat scary situation. The average result was a nicely filled out flaccid cock that hung at it's maximum soft length. A very flattering look indeed!
"Well then, there it is." Molly announced, trying to be as matter of fact as possible. "Let's sit down on the couch. Eric, you sit in the middle."
"Mmmmm... I like this." Angela observed. "This is not just a sandwich, but a MANwich! Hahahaha!"
"OK Angela, that is enough silliness." Molly replied through a grin she couldn't suppress.
Molly continued, "I know this might seem like jumping into the deep end of the pool right away, but I think Angela should explore your cock to see what it feels like when it's soft, because before long she won't have the chance if you know what I mean."
"So would that be OK Mr. Jens... I mean Eric? Angela inquired.
"Of course it would be sweetie." I replied softly. "Please do."
I put my arm around her shoulders as she scooted in next to me, extending her hand to place her fingers on my soft shaft, exploring the textures. Moving out to the end she squeezed the head, fascinated by it's soft spongy feel.
"Oh my God!" She exclaimed excitedly. "It's getting bigger! Am I doing that? Is that because of me?!"
"It sure is!" I assured her, feeding into her excitement. "You obviously have the magic touch!"
With a huge smile on her face she instinctively wrapped her hand around it and started to slowly stroke it up and down as she felt it stiffen and harden under her touch.
"Holy shit!" Angela exclaimed. "It was soft just a couple of minutes ago and now it's rock hard!"
Angela leaned into me and spoke softly into my ear. "So Eric, how do you like the feel of my hand stroking your hard fucking cock?"
I turned to Molly and exclaimed, "Did you hear what your daughter just said to me?"
Molly laughed and explained, "I told Angela that during sex, anything goes. Dirty talk just adds to the experience."
"Eric," Molly suggested, why don't you give Angela some digital stimulation?"
As Angela stroked my cock, I reached down between her legs, sliding my middle finger down through her smooth slit, separating her moist tender lips that were as soft as rose petals. As I moved further downward I curled my finger under, finding the entrance to her tight little pussy, invading it with just the first joint of my finger to massage the opening.
"Oh shit, Eric!" Angela moaned, arching her back and opening her legs. "That feels amazing!"
