Ashley: The Cristian

Ashley and I have always had a unique relationship. Her backyard is attached to ours and her and Emily have been close friends since they we old enough to crawl past the property line. I know that’s the only reason her family allows her to be friends with Emily. Her father is a pastor and once he found out we are non-religious he got cold on us and doesn't even acknowledge me. She is beyond sheltered and Emily is the only friend she has outside the church. I say I our relationship is unique because she has always been able to come to me for advice that doesn’t involve “pray on it” or “God has a plan.”

I still remember how thankful she was when I taught her about masturbation. She was terribly stressed. Neck pain, headaches, even cramping, and difficulty focusing especially around boys. I asked her if there were any other symptoms. She told me she was having really intense dreams. Not nightmares, they weren’t scary, just exciting. She would get really worked up and tense. The feeling was like going up on a rollercoaster. She would get closer and closer to the summit, but then just as she was about to go over she’d wake up gasping and more tense then ever… with sopping wet panties.

Her parents have all kinds of blocks on the internet but she was able to do some research ch on webMD. Unfortunately it only recommended masturbation and she didn’t really how to do it. One day when Emily was away she came to ask me.

“So it’s like sex, only all by yourself?”

“Well sort of,” I replied “it can be with a partner but usually you touch yourself and mimic the feeling of sex.”

“Oooh, so like” Ashley slid her hand down the front of her shorts. “I touch myself here?”

I had to hold back a gasp. Ashley got enough shame from her upbringing she didn’t need me to make it worse. She’s being very vulnerable and I should be careful how I react. I also remembered ho much discomfort she was in. “uhm yeah… you can start on top of your clothes and then maybe take them off. The important thing is to be comfortable so maybe try it lying in bed… by yourself at night.” I didn’t want to scare her off but I did want to make the suggestion.

“Oh no please!” She grabbed my hand and looked op at be with her big round innocent eyes. “I need this so bad! I don’t want to mess it up. Will you please help me?”

She was desperate. Both her arms were wrapped tightly around mine as she gave me her cute doe eyes. She had also gotten so close to me that her crotch was on my thigh. I couldn’t believe how hot she was as she absently ground herself against me. She needed this bad and she needed it now. I couldn't help but start to get hard, but this wasn’t about me it was all for her.

“I mean I suppose—“

“Great, thank you!” she interrupted before running up the stairs. “Come on! You said I should get comfortable in bed.” She continued into my daughter’s room. “I’m sure Emily won’t mind!”

(To be continued)