My Girlfriend Wannabe Daughter's Coach For Doing Hand Job

by Paul

A hand job story in two parts. This is Chapter 1

Shortly after my divorce I had a relationship with a lady I'd been friendly with for some years. She's a bit older than me; she was 38 at the time our relationship began, also divorced. The story I want to tell centers around her daughter, but it's important to understand a few things about the mother.

She, let's call her Girlfriend, has a problem with boundaries. One of the first things I noticed and found a bit odd was that she shared a bed with her daughter. Daughter, about 19 at the time, had her own room, but shared her mother's bed. When I stayed over we'd be in the TV lounge, Daughter would come in and ask, "Are you staying over" I'd look questioningly at Girlfriend and when she kinda indicated, yes-I'd-like-you-to, Daughter would go to her mother's room, gather her pillow and some other stuff and then go to her own room for the night.

Girlfriend's ex-husband would visit from time to time, not when I was there. Even though he was in a relationship he'd sometimes stay over! I found this out only later.

Something else I discovered later was that Girlfriend and Daughter had no secrets from one another, not any. Girlfriend one day told me she was concerned about Daughter's relationship with a young man - it was getting very serious, Daughter had at that time not been sexual with a man - hard to believe because she was outgoing and really very attractive.

Anyway, Girlfriend wanted that Daughter did not sleep with a man until after they were married. She explained that she was certain the young couple, left to their own devices, would get to having intercourse sooner rather than later, but that she had a plan to counter that; she would educate Daughter about giving Boyfriend a hand job before petting reached the point of no return. Her theory being that after orgasm Boyfriend's sexual urges would be drained, he would kinda lose interest in having intercourse.

I said I had reservations, but it certainly could not do harm. In my opinion Daughter would have already seen some pretty explicit information on hand jobs on the internet. And if not, Girlfriend could suggest it to Daughter. No, she wanted Daughter to get practical experience, to coach her so to speak. I said LOL, you can't be serious! You cannot want to muscle in on their relationship, to actually be there! That would be a groupie.

No, she wants Daughter to practice on me!

I was alarmed! No. Definitely no. You and I are in a relationship and you want your daughter to practice her hand job skills on me? And on top of it you are there to choreograph the whole scene! No, no, no that's like incest. Why does she want to play coach anyway? Just talk to the girl and let her look at stuff on a porn site.

No, she wants Daughter to actually Experience it, to actually be touching a real penis in orgasm. That way her first time with Boyfriend will go well.

No. I won’t do it. Why me anyway, find someone else?

Well, she says, because I trust you (whatever that means) I'd really appreciate it. Please think about it. And that's where we left it. She did raise the subject again twice, but I basically ignored it.

A while later Girlfriend, Daughter and I were sitting on the TV room couch watching something boring. It was cold and Girlfriend threw a knee blanket over our legs. She giggled and, under the blanket, touched me. We just sat like that but I did get an erection. After a while she put her hand in my pants and fondled me a little. We know that as arousal increases sound judgment diminishes. Soon she had my cock out of my pants. It was still okay, I convinced myself, because it was under the blanket.

In my mind, my aroused state of mind, it was even okay after noticing that Daughter was doing an unconvincing imitation of someone who's not noticing. Things progressed to where my cock and Girlfriend's hand on my cock were first poorly covered by the blanket and later not covered at all by the blanket. By this stage I was so horny it no longer mattered that daughter was voyeuring the now obvious hand job going on. By now nobody was even aware of the TV let alone pretending to be watching it.

At this point Girlfriend calmly took Daughter's hand and placed it on my cock. Her fingers immediately closed around it and she started gently stroking me. Very expertly I might add slowly and softly.

Girlfriend announced she was going to get the box of Kleenex and said to Daughter, you're doing great, carry on. She left the room. I was beyond being embarrassed. I was ready to cum. It seemed she was out of the room for a very, very long time. I tried distracting myself, but I was at the stage in my arousal that in seconds holding back would no longer be an option. I think Girlfriend deliberately took her time getting the Kleenex.

She came back, box in one hand and a clutch of tissues in the other. She sat down next to me and held the handful of Kleenex in front of my cock. Now at this stage she did something which in the moment seemed weird but later proved to be deliberate and carefully worked out; although Daughter was doing great, she put her other hand over Daughter's. The next instant my orgasm exploded. Several things happened together; my orgasm had been delayed so long the first contraction shot cum right over the Kleenex, Daughter yelped in surprise and let go my cock, Having obviously anticipated a let-go reaction, Girlfriend's hand was right there, stopped my cock from jerking straight up with each contraction and firmly guided subsequent spurts into the tissue paper.

They both giggled. I was embarrassed, but only briefly, then joined the laughter.

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