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And, to clarify, just in case someone is interested in it, there are no minors in this story! Everyone is 18 years of age or older.
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Chapter 1: My daughter's first masturbation lesson
I had not seen this coming, I have to admit. If I'd seen it, I might have been able to plan ahead my reaction, way before the following incident happened... so this time, it totally surprised me and left me there hanging without knowing exactly what to do.
The night before this happened Rick and I had a really sensual and hot time together in bed. I still even glowed the next morning - and apparently as well on the next afternoon, when our small one returned from school.
She'd gone to her room, put on some music and wasn't seen or heard for some time. I already began to wonder if she weren't hungry.
Oh boy, and how she was hungry! But she didn't crave for the food I had prepared.
By the way: my name is Elli. I'm 36 and I'm married to Rick.
Our small one - her name's Kim - had slowly begun to develop some womanly features. Hips grew, tits grew and her ass was really a fine one. I envied my daughter for her figure. And I always knew that we had a smart one, maybe too smart.
Until this day we'd never have thought that she really could be interested in sex or even act out in a lecherous way.
And this afternoon, all out of a sudden Kim now asked me:
"Can I watch you and Dad fucking, mum, please?"
I had to be very carefully that I didn't spill my soda on my shirt, so shocked I had to swallow and on the same time needed to inhale nervously, hearing her uttering her question.
"W-h--attt?"
"Please, I ... I want to learn about those things. All my mates talk about it and I don't fucking know a fucking thing about that. Some of them even talk about having already watched their parents as they'd done it. And they liked it. They like it a lot. As they say, it made them hot. And so I thought about what to do about the fact that I didn't know anything, not a single fact. And I just thought of the simplest of way of learning would be by watching you doing it. Just like you taught me knitting my shoe-ties years ago, or how to ride a bike."
"Sweetie, that's something completely different!"
"Why?"
"Um, how do I put it so that you'll understand it how I mean it? Sweetie, do you masturbate?"
"M-u-m!?"
Her shocked reaction and the terror in her voice startled me. Um, is it really that innocent as she said it? I'd just thought she only pretended to be that innocent a few minutes ago. Could it actually be that innocent?
I faced my daughter again, saw her face shining pink but the curiosity got the better of her and she held my stare.
"What, sweetie? Do you think I shouldn't ask such a personal question?"
"Um, no... that's not...! Oh mum, I feel embarrassed when you ask such questions."
"Oh, and you thought instead that I, of course, would not be embarrassed by you asking me such a question?"
"But, mum you're the adult. You know everything. I just thought....!"
"What, sweetie?"
"I thought you as my mother would teach me anything I want to know."
"Why haven't you asked me before what you wanted to know? I guess, as my question did embarrass you that you've already masturbated before. So, how is it you hadn't asked me with this? How do you know you do it right?"
"I...I...listened...to the other girls...and then I tried...to do it. I guess, I...just do what they say they do."
"So, and why do you think you need to know more right now? Why do you wanna watch your parents fuck?"
"Because...Erin said, she always gets an extra kick out of it when she looks at her parents doing it on their couch on Sunday mornings! She said, she gets hornier that way and she comes sooner and harder."
I had to swallow as I imagined our daughter watching Rick and me, fucking wild on our master king sized bed. Somehow this image got me going. I felt my juices flowing.
"Mum, what does that mean, when she said she comes?"
"Sweetie...I thought you knew! I thought you masturbated! I thought you've brought yourself to orgasm?"
"Mum, I only knew it in theory...what they taught us in sex-ed-class...but that's just theory."
Kim felt embarrassed again, she didn't look at me when she whispered this.
"So, I guess you do pleasure yourself?"
She nodded, still not looking at me.
"How? Do you rub yourself down there?"
She silently cringed but nodded with a blush getting darker by the second.
"You put a finger in?"
A head shake for "no". She still flushed more - if that was even possible. She opened her mouth and let out a deep sigh.
"And what do you do then, sweetie?"
"Nothing. I just touch myself down there."
"And you like it this way?"
"Yeah...it's really great. But I think it's always as if I miss the actual target, I don't know. I like the feeling but I still seem to want more. I don't know."
"Ok, show me how you touch yourself!"
I asked of her, somehow breathless and so buttered up I almost lost it.
"Mum?!"
"Kid?!" I imitated her.
"You want something, right? You asked me, right? Then I need you to trust me. You only get what you want when you cooperate. Do you just touch yourself down there? Or do you try to press more? Did you try to push your finger in? Have you already tried to rub fast?"
She was just looking at me, her eyes big as saucers, wondering what I meant, the question obvious in her eyes. This second, I finally got it. She had never come to an orgasm before as it seemed. I felt sorry for my little girl. She had tried to do as the others told her but hadnยดt the slightest idea to use her own instincts to achieve that goal. I definitely needed to help her. I needed to show my small one how wonderful it could feel when she would actually come to an orgasm through her fingers.
I sat down and pulled her sideways over my lap to let her sit on my thighs. She was so rigid she didn't even react to my actions. She was so stiff sitting on me that I needed to loosen her up a bit. I started to stroke her head then I went to her neck and massaged her there.
"Mum? Will you show me now?"
"Yes, sweetie, I will show you how to feel good. But you have to listen to what I say, ok? You have to do what I say and when I say it, ok? Now, girl, you need to relax. Loosen up a bit. Put your arms around my shoulders."
And then I kissed her, her cheeks, above her eyes, her hair. My hands dropped to her waist as I kissed her wrists she put on my shoulders.
"Hug me!"
I felt her deep embrace. It made me happy. But I also got excited a bit. What I was about to do, was still a bit of a blur to me. Nothing got me thinking clearly here. I just wanted to make her feel good. I exhaled noticeable into her chest. Her small mounds of her juvenile breasts were vibrating under my caresses, when she felt my breath on her shirt.
"Mum?!"
"What? I haven't done anything yet! Do you wanna stop already? Changed your mind?"
"No...it's nothing!"
"Ok, then. I'll go on."
She closed her eyes and looked somehow expectantly in her posture. When I kissed her nipples through her shirt, she inhaled sharply.
"What? You like it?"