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Big Surprise

Posted by: SoloTouchArchive Posted on: 26 Jun 2021 26 comments
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When I was a lot younger I was very curious about sex. I had found a male 'friend' with whom I chatted online almost every day. We only knew one another online. Or so I thought. At first, our chats were innocent enough but eventually the topics seemed to drift into more and more sexual territory. He often wanted to chat about masturbation... how often he did it; did I do it? (no); you should try it (why?). Our chats were fun and made me feel good but I didn't have any real desire to try it. He gave me all sorts of reasons why a person should masturbate, such as 'you won't get pregnant', 'you won't get disease', 'you need a sexual release but boys will break your heart', 'it feels really good'. Day after day he would try to convince me. He even sent me URLs to porn sites and even to Solo Touch. I visited Solo Touch a lot. Gradually, his persistence wore me down, and finally he convinced me I should try. I told him I would try it that night. It felt good but I didn't cum. Same thing next night, and the next. Each night I told him what I did and he would suggest different things to try. After about six or seven nights trying, I finally reached my first orgasm. It was amazing and I made more noise than I should have but I couldn't stop myself. When my orgasm subsided, I thought I could hear footsteps walking down the hall away from my bedroom door. When I told him about my first orgasm at our next chat, he was really happy for me and then he dropped a really big bombshell on me. He told me who he is. It was my Dad! I was so shocked and surprised, I couldn't face him, I was so mad, I felt stupid and embarrassed. But he left me a very nice handwritten note on my pillow the next day to tell me how hard it was for him to speak about sexuality with me, but that he felt it was his duty to teach me about masturbation so I would not feel the need to have sex with boys before I was really old enough to handle it and protect myself, physically and emotionally. As I remembered back on all the intimate details we chatted about, I came to realize that he was not stuffy and prudish and sexless as I used to think he was. But he deeply cared about me and had to find a way to teach me how to explore and understand my sexuality. It also slowly dawned on me that he knows way more about sexuality than I ever would have imagined. Ever since then, we have been able to talk openly about masturbation, sex, and all that stuff most people find difficult or impossible to talk about. I even showed him this contribution and he told me how very proud of me he was. I think he is proud of himself too, for inventing this unique way to communicate across the divide.