From alanm71833@aol.com Sat Mar 08 15:43:55 1997
If you are not 18 years old you should not be reading this. This story is
partly a fantasy and partly true. It is based on an event that happened to
me when I was about 19 years old. If this type of story is objectionable to
you, go to hell and look some place else on the net for your fun. I'm not a
professional writer, I just do this for fun. Hope you enjoy it. Comments
Welcome!

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Teaching Them How; 

The murmur of their voices made its way to my  basement office. I couldn't
help but overhear my wife upstairs as she talked with Tracy.  I was used to
it by now. Tracy stopped over regularly to talk to my wife about things she
felt she couldn't share with her mother. Tracy's mother was okay, but
nothing special. She was hard to talk too, even for the wife and me.
Divorced ten years ago, she was struggling to raise her daughter alone.
Working two jobs, she was seldom home, but in my opinion she was doing an
adequate job. 

Tracy was 15, pretty and had just started dating this year. I'll admit
there were times when I looked at her with more than a neighborly interest,
but heck, every guy has an imagination, right? Well, I didn't feel like
working right than and so I tried to tune into the conversation in the
kitchen above me. "Really Mrs. M, " Tracy was talking. "I really want to
stay a virgin, but the guys just seem to want sex. My friends have the same
problem, and we don't know what to do!"  After hearing that, the
conversation had my full attention.

"I know honey, they all want the same thing at that age. Who's the guy your
dating now?" asked my wife.

"His name is Rick, and he's almost seventeen Mrs. M." Tracy replied. "

"Let me tell you what I did when I was your age." My wife was talking. "My
boyfriends 20 years ago had the same ideas as your boyfriends do today.
They'd take me on a date and expect to get in my pants right away. So I'd
keep them happy by giving them a hand job." I smiled as Debbie spoke, I
knew she was an "experienced" woman when I married her. She's always liked
sex and is great in bed. I often silently thanked her boyfriends for
teaching her so much before she married me. 

"So your saying like,  guys never change, right? But what's a hand job?"
Tracy asked.

"Its when you do a guy by hand, like they do themselves, until they cum.
You know, you rub their penis up and down a lot, and than they squirt their
stuff out. I guess it sort of relieves the pressure and once they cum, they
turn into nice decent young men again." replied Debbie.

"Gee, I never knew you could do that, your so smart Mrs. M." Tracy paused;
"I'm going to try that on my next date with Rick."

The next Saturday found me in my office again when I heard Debbie answer
the front door. I stopped and listened. Tracy seemed to be sobbing. "I
tried what you told me to do, I tried to do him by hand, but he said I was
doing it wrong and it made him sore. Than we had a terrible fight and I'm
afraid I might never see him again."

My wife lead Tracy into the kitchen and they talked quietly for a long
time. I kept trying to hear what they said, but they kept their voices low.
So much for that I thought, and went back to work. That night in bed I
brought up the subject. "I heard Tracy talking earlier, what did she want?"
I asked.

My wife explained the situation to me from the beginning (I didn't let on I
already knew). Than she hit me with a surprise question.

"Tracy doesn't know how to jack a guy off, and neither do her friends.
They'd all like to learn how, but they don't know who to ask. Would you be
interested in being part of a demonstration to show them honey?" I could
feel my face redden in the dark as I replied "Don't you think that's a
little bit personal? Besides, what if their parents found out?". Secretly
it was my dream come true, but I didn't want to tell Debbie.

"I know its asking a lot honey, but they're so young, and they don't hardly
know anything about sex.  I just sort of thought maybe we could help them
out."

In the dark, naked next to wife, my cock grew hard. "Well, only if you
think it would be okay. You go ahead and plan it and I'll do what ever
needs to be done" 

My wife called Tracy and they planned it all out the next morning. Tracy
and her friends would stop over Thursday night and she'd tell them about
sex and I'd demonstrate how a guy jacks off for them. That way they would
be ready for their weekend dates. Than Debbie told me no more sexual
activity until Thursdays demo!  She also made me  promise that I wouldn't
masturbate myself. "I want you in top form so they can see you shoot a big
load" she said.

Thursday evening finally came and when the door bell rang, I knew this was
it. My wife answered and soon the hall was filled with young giggling
voices. "Hi Mrs. M., we're here!" 

I was sitting in the living room, naked under my robe, holding my breath as
they came in. Tracy introduced everyone. "Mr. M. I'd like you meet Beth,
Cindy, Diane and Carol. Girls, this is the nicest guy in the world, meet
Mr. Moore".  We tried to make small talk and I tried not to be obvious as I
eyed each of the your girls. I knew Tracy was 15, Beth looked a little
older, Cindy and Carol  both seemed younger. Who was I to complain, I
admired my soon to be audience.

After several minutes Debbie interrupted. "Okay girls, I've explained
everything to Dave and he's agreed to help with a demonstration." The room
was silent. "Dave,  why don't you go upstairs. When your ready call us from
the bed room."

I tried to act natural as I walked up the stairs. Once in the bedroom I
checked my cock to make sure it was "looking good". Than, laying back on
the bed I yelled, "Okay, come on up!"

The giggling girls, followed by my wife entered the bedroom. "Now girls,
remember what we talked about. Dave is doing this as a favor for you. You
must never tell anyone." Nancy started moving chairs around the bed. She
placed them all on one side in a row and the girls sat down.

"Now Dave, I want you to be comfortable with this." Debbie seated herself
on the other side of the bed, opposite the girls. "I told them how
embarrassed you were and how I had to talk you into this. Is it okay if the
girls ask questions?" I said it was.

"Lets start by you talking off that old robe." 

My face went red, but I did as I was told. We hadn't planned much of this
part and I wasn't sure what to do. As I slide the robe off I could feel the
eyes of the five girls on my penis. I heard Beth take a deep breath, "Oh
God, its more different than I'd imagined."

Debbie asked, "How many of you have ever even seen a mans penis before?" 

Tracy was the only one to raise her hand. Than looking around she said,
"But it was dark and I really couldn't see much". The others giggled.

"I saw a picture of one in one of my health books" Carol replied. Again the
others giggled.

"How many of you have ever touched a mans penis?" Again, only Tracy raised
her hand. "But it was only one time and I didn't know what to do." Again,
giggles.

"Well, it seems we have a lot to learn here today doesn't it." Debbie was
looking right at me with a smile. Than, reaching forward she started to
give them a guided tour of my privates. 

"Now, this long part is the penis." She held my limp member as she spoke.
"A man urinates through it, and when he's aroused it gets hard. When it's
hard, he can put it into your vagina. While he's in your vagina, he strokes
it in and out to stimulate himself and have an orgasm. When he has an
orgasm, its also called an ejaculation, his sperm squirts out into you
through this little hole in the end. That's how you have sex, and its also
how you get pregnant if your not protected." 

I was having a difficult time trying to remain relaxed as Debbie continued.
"Here, in this sack, are his balls, or testicles. They make the sperm that
is shot out of his penis when he ejaculates. A mans balls are very tender
and must be handled gently, his penis can take rougher handling."

My self control was ebbing and I feared I'd harden as Debbie continued,
"Most men like to have their penis stroked like this (she started moving
her hand up and down my cock). The most sensitive area is right here under
the head." She lifted my penis and turned it gently so the girls could see.
"Moderate pressure while you rub right here will make him cum after a few
minutes." Her finger was resting on the little wrinkled area right under
the head.

Debbie started stroking me slowly as she spoke. "Now, what I've found works
best is to put either your thumb or your index finger like this, so it hits
that special spot." I was starting to harden and couldn't control it.

"Now everyone watch! I want you to see how Dave hardens as I continue to
stroke him. Notice how the skin stretches and his balls move up? This tells
you your doing it right." Debbie was smiling, the girls attention was fixed
on my cock.

 Diane broke the silence, "He looks so hard, can I touch it Mrs. M?". 

Well I don't know, I think thats up to Dave. Would you mind dear?" Debbie's
voice pleaded as she slowly stroked my cock. All I could do was mutter that
it would be okay.

Diane reached out putting her soft young hand around my penis. She stroked
me slowly and lightly. "No, no, that will never work." Debbie said. "Use
more pressure and faster, thats right." Diane speeded up and squeezed down
on me until I wanted her to never stop.

Debbie interrupted "Okay, now that was good. I think it would be a good
idea if all you girls tried doing that just to get the feel of it, so to
speak". 

My heart was beating rapidly as each girl took a turn feeling my erection
and gently rubbing it a few times. "Look, its wet and slippery at the end,
and its so soft there." Beth was blushing as her thumb smeared the goo at
the tip of penis around.

"That's called pre-cum, Beth." Debbie said. "It contains sperm and you can
get pregnant from it, even before the man cum's. Never let a man inside of
you unless your protected, even if he promises to pull out  before he
cum's." 

Carol asked if she could feel my balls. Again Debbie said each girl should
take a turn and they did. I held my eyes shut tight as their smooth young
hands rolled my balls in my sack and squeezed them.

"How do you know when he's ready to cum Ms. M." Tracy asked.

Debbie started stroking me again. "Just watch closely Tracy." My wife said.
"His penis will get harder and harder, his hips will start to move. When
you do this to your boyfriends you'll feel their penis start to throb and
jerk a little."

All this excitement was having an effect on me that Debbie and I hadn't
planned on, my cock started to feel numb and I began to go limp. Debbie
noticed right away. "Sometime it takes awhile girls, especially if the guy
is nervous. " Debbie moved lower on the bed. "Here's a little trick that
solves this problem."

Debbie bent my knees and spread my legs, placing her hand between them, she
started kneading my balls. "If playing with his balls doesn't help, this
will." Debbie spread the cheeks of my ass and started playing with my
rectum.

This was two much. I could feel the pressure building in my balls. My mind
whirled with the idea that I was totally exposed to these girls. My cock,
balls and rectum were in full view for them.

My hips started moving involuntarily. "Look girls, he's getting close. When
your boyfriend starts shivering like this he's ready!" Debbie inserted her
finger into my rectum. "Now move up close so you can each seem Dave
ejaculate."

The feel of my wife's finger in my anus was wonderful. That was all it
took. I watched as the girls all leaned foreword, their eyes wide. Debbie
increased the pressure of her grip and started stoking more rapidly, and it
happened. From deep in my sack, squirt after squirt of hot cum erupted.

"Oh look how far it shoots." Tracy said.

"Yeah, and look! Its sort of creamy and clear, neat!" Carol gasped.

"Girls, that's sperm, and that's what gets you pregnant when a man shoots
it inside of you." Debbie was watching also as she spoke.

"Can you feel it when a guy comes inside of you?" Cindy asked

"Sometimes, but not always." Debbie said "I can feel Dave come inside of me
only if I'm real still and he's in deep".

All the girls giggled and murmured together. I had the feeling they thought
that would be an interesting experience to have some day.

Debbie contained to milk me even after my ejaculation finished. The full
attention of the girls was on my cock. Than slowly I relaxed and my penis
returned to a normal state. Debbie took the girls down stairs for
refreshments after telling me to join them after I'd cleaned up.

I was exhausted and relaxed a few minutes. The girls had left by the time I
was back downstairs. "Well Dave, you were a success." Debbie said. "That
was something that those girls will never forget. They each said they'd try
it on their boyfriends this weekend."

Well, to make a long story short, Tracy stopped by again Sunday morning and
spoke to my wife. Debbie came down to my office with the good news. "Tracy
was here and said it worked, and said thank you."

"What do you mean?" I asked.

"You know, the lesson on how to jack a guy off?" Debbie was smiling. "Tracy
said she tried it on Rick and it worked. He squirted all the way up to the
windshield of his car! Than he asked her to go steady!!".