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By Linda Murphy
Mom gets a migraine, I learn how to give a handjob.
I was 12 years old the first time I ever touched a grown man’s penis and it all came about because my mother got a migraine.
My mother and I lived alone, since my father left when I was three years old. Mom dated every now and again, but didn’t really have a steady boyfriend.
A little about us, my name is Kasey. I’m 5 ft 1, 95 lb and have red hair and freckles. I also have big boobs for my age. I look a lot like my mom. She’s also a redhead with freckles and has enormous boobs. She’s 37 years old, same height as me, in about 135 lb.
She started dating a guy named Gary, who seemed nice enough. They would typically go out on Friday or Saturday night. I was old enough to stay home alone, so I just watched TV and then usually went to bed around 10:00.
Frequently I would hear them come home, and knew they went into my mom’s room. I had recently had the sex education class in school, and based on the moaning I could hear coming from the room, I knew they were having sex.
One Friday night, Gary came over and picked up Mom to go out to dinner and then they were going to go see a movie. They came back about an hour later, and I could tell mom had another migraine. She frequently got them, and the only way to get rid of them was for her to lay down in her room, with a blindfold on to keep out the light, and earplugs to keep out sound. After 2 or 3 hours, the migraine would be gone and she would be fine.
So anyway, they came home and Mom is telling Gary if he wants watch TV with me for a while until her migraine went away, he was welcome to.
“Sure, I might as well. I don’t have anything else planned.” He said light-heartedly while taking off his jacket.
“It will also give me and Kasey a chance to get to know each other a little better”. He said, smiling at me.
“Okay good. I’ll make it up to you, I promise.” Mom said as she gave him a quick kiss, then bent over and kissed my forehead, before going into her room and closing the door. Gary came over and sat down on the sofa next to me.
“Is there anything you’d like to watch? I asked Gary.
“No, whatever you’re watching is fine with me.” He replied.
My mom and I always watched Jeopardy during the week nights, so I turned it on that. Then Gary started asking me simple questions like, how did I like school, what was my favorite subject, did I have a boyfriend.
I answered all his questions, and when it got to, do I have a boyfriend, I told him there was a boy in class I liked, but I didn’t actually have a boyfriend yet.
“Mom thinks I’m too young for a boyfriend anyway.” I told him.
“How old are you, like 13 14?” Gary asked me.
I blushed a little bit, and said, “no I’m only 12.”
“Oh wow, you look a little bit more, um, ah, well, developed than your average 12-year-old.” He said to me, also turning red.
I was more developed than any of the other girls in my class. I take after mom. Mom told me she got boobs when she was 11, and I was currently in a B cup. If my boobs get as big as moms, I’ll be in a double D cup by the time I’m 18.
After that awkward moment, we kind of settled down watching Jeopardy. Jeopardy finally ended, and Wheel of Fortune was on next. I kind of noticed out of my peripheral vision that Gary was fidgeting around a bit.
After a few minutes of this,
I finally asked him, “Are you okay?”
“Umm, yeah. I’m good.” He said. His face was kind of red, and he didn’t seem okay.
“Are you sure? You look a little red in the face. Do you want me to get you something to drink?” I asked him helpfully.
“No, I’m good.” He repeated. So we kept watching Wheel of fortune. After about 15 minutes of more fidgeting,
Gary said. “I wasn’t completely honest when you asked me if I was okay before. Actually I have a little bit of a problem. You see, your mother and I were not going to dinner and a movie. We got a hotel room, so we could have a little bit of, you know, adult fun.” Gary explain to me, as he continued to turn even redder.
“You mean sex?” I asked him. I could feel my face getting red now too.
“Yes, sex.” He said in a whisper.
“So what’s the problem?” I asked him.
“Well, in order for me to, you know, do that, I have to take a pill. Your mom calls it my little blue friend.” He said, still whispering. “My problem is, I took the pill right before your mom got her migraine.”
Iย had no idea what he was talking about. I couldn’t make a connection between him fidgeting around and taking a pill.
“I don’t understand. What does the pill do?” I said to him, thoroughly confused. “Do you need my help with something?”
“Actually, yes. I would really appreciate your help. This is what the pill does.” He said to me, still whispering and looking down at the floor. Then he leaned back, and I could see this lump in his pants.
“Oh my god. Is that your, umm, penis?” I asked him in shock.
“Yes. You see, the pill makes my cock, or penis, hard. And it will stay that way until I get release.” He explained to me
“Okay, what do you need me to do? I asked him.
“Do you know what a handjob is?” He asked me, now looking in my eyes.
“A handjob, no, what’s that?” I asked him.
“Have you ever seen a cock before?” He asked me. Now I have never seen a cock before, but I knew what it was. My best friend has a little brother and she saw him naked before in the bath. She said his penis look like a little finger with a little bag thing under it.
“There were diagrams in my health book, but I’ve never seen a real one.” I said to Gary. I could feel a kind of heat radiating from my chest up into my face. I knew I was beet red at this point.
“It might be easier to show you.” Gary said as he began to stand up. Once he was standing in front of me, he began to unbuck his belt, then unsnapped his pants, and lowered his zipper. Then he pushed his pants and underwear down, bending over as he did. Once they were down around his ankles, he stood back up.
I’m sure my eyes were as big as dinner plates, and my mouth was hanging open in shock. This did not look like a little finger with a bag thing underneath. This looked like an arm, with a huge skin sack under it. The tip of it was red and a little bit wet. I could actually see his heartbeat in his cock as it throbbed.
He stood there for a second, just smiling at me. Giving me a chance to look at his cock as much as I wanted.
“What do you think?” He asked me, smiling.
“Its huge.” I said, unable to keep the amazement out of my voice.
“Thank you.” he said still smiling at me. I was in like a hypnotic state. I just sat there staring at his cock. Every few seconds, the head of it would swell up and a drop of clear liquid would appear.
“So can you help me with a hand job?” He ask me, hopefully.
“But I don’t know what a handjob is, or how to do one.” I said to him, still fixated on his cock.
“I’ll be happy to show you.” Gary said, as he sat down next to me on the sofa. I couldn’t take my eyes off his cock. He took my hand in his, and brought it over to his cock.
“Take hold of my cock.” He said in a whisper, as my fingers wrapped around his cock. It felt huge in my hand, and my fingers wouldn’t meet on the other side. It was just too fat.
“Okay now, stroke it like this.” He instructed me, as he moved my hand up and down his cock. After a few strokes, he let go and I continued on my own. I couldn’t believe how amazing his cock felt in my hand. It felt like there was a bone inside and the skin was gliding over it effortlessly.
“Mmmmm, are you sure you’ve never done this before? You’re doing it so good.” He said to me as he moaned and watched me handjob him.
As I sat there staring at Gary’s cock, and my hand moving up and down it, I began to realize that my breathing had gotten a little bit heavier, and I felt this tingle in my muffin. I had to admit, I really enjoyed handjobing Gary. I really love the way his cock felt in my hand.
“You’re doing perfect Casey, just grip my cock a little bit tighter and stroke a little faster.” Gary said between breaths. He was starting to breathe really heavy now, and moaning louder and louder.
“Okay, I’m about to cum. No matter what happens, don’t stop stroking until I tell you to, okay? He asked me.
“Okay, what do you mean cum, what does that mean?” I asked him as I continue to stroke his cock.
“Oh, god.” Gary moaned, as a long white rope shot out of his cock. It landed back down on his cock and my hand, but I did as he told me and kept stroking. Five or six more smaller ropes of white stuff shot out. By the time he was done squirting, my hand and his cock were covered in it.
I kept stroking, but I could feel his cock starting to get small in my hand. It didn’t feel as hard as it did a few seconds ago. After a couple more minutes, Gary said, “oh, that was perfect Kasey. I still can’t believe you’ve never done that before. You’re a natural. That felt so good, thank you so much.” Gary gushed.
“Thank you, I had fun doing it.” I said, giggling.
“Well, let’s get cleaned up.” Gary said. So we got up and went into the bathroom and washed all that cum off.
Then we went back out to the living room, and Gary put his pants back on. We sat down to watch some more tv, and about a half hour later my mom came out of her bedroom.
“I feel much better now. So, would you like to finish our date now Gary?” My mom asked him, smiling.
“Absolutely. Gary said as he stood up and grabbed his jacket. He looked over at me, winked and mouthed, thank you so much and walked out the door with my mom.
I spent the rest of the night thinking about how Gary’s cock felt in my hand, while I was handjobbing him. That tingle I felt in my belly earlier, got stronger. I reached down and touched my muffin. It felt wet, almost like I peed myself except that it wasn’t pee. It felt kind of slippery, almost like that stuff that shot out of Gary’s cock when I handjobed him.
After a while, I drifted off into sleep, dreaming about Gary’s big hard cock and wondering when I would get the chance to handjob him again.
TBC
In the next chapter, while my mother is trying to recover from her migraine, Gary shows me how much pleasure I can get from my muffin.
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