Dad's can be cool and understand
This happened four years ago, it was an accident, and neither one of us would want this to happen again. My Mom had died of breast cancer when I was ten, since that time my Dad had raised me. Like most Dad's he thought of me has his little girl. Yet, I had discovered masturbation when I was about twelve; the first time was with the water massager, then I discovered how fun it was to hump the edge of the couch. I would first start to gently massage myself, starting with my breasts, then my lips, and clit. When I would get really hot then I would completely strip and hump the arm of the couch. I would have awesome orgasms this way.
I wouldn't worry about being caught because my dad is a retail manager, and I would do this when he worked late. One time when I thought he was going to work late I was really horny. I was thinking of a boy I had a crush on. So I started to massage myself. In no time I was humping the couch, I was ready to have the orgasm of my life; when my dad walks into our apartment. I thought I was going to die. My dad had a shocked look on his face, he turned deep red, shut the door quickly then turned his back, and before he could say anything I ran into my room. I didn't know what to do, my dad saw me naked, humping our couch.
How I wished my mom was alive. I started to cry. I heard a knock on my door. I didn't answer. My dad said through the door, 'I'm not ashamed of you. I wish your mom was here.' He paused. 'You are becoming a woman, and men and women do masturbate. I'm not mad that you are, I know you are not a girl anymore, you are becoming a woman.' He paused, I listened. 'Next time if I come home early from work I will knock.' I was shocked, I realised why my Mom loved my Dad, and why I did too. He continued, 'if you need to you could talk to your aunt, she would answer any questions you might have, if you are to afraid to talk to me. Okay.'
I replied, 'okay.'
I did talk to my aunt later in the week, who came over, and she bought me a dildo I picked out over the net. We had a sex talk. My dad kept his word, it was good he did. He never critised me once. I do have a cool dad.