The strange but true story of my first girlfriend
Back when I was 17 I had my first legit girlfriend. She was very hot and very religious. So she was a huge turn on but refused to do anything more than kiss. She loved to kiss though. We'd hang out in her basement listening to music and just kiss for hours. She smelled great and she had such soft lips, I loved it but my dick was aching at the end of the night.
After a few weeks, maybe a couple of months actually, I told her I couldn't take this any longer and needed a hand job at least after we had a kissing session. She had a shocked look and shook her head back and forth as in "no way". I left that night and didn't call for a few days. She would call my house but I wouldn't take her calls. After almost a week she showed up at my door and said we have to talk.
We went out and she told me she discussed the situation with her mother and her mother said that since teenage boys are so sexually charged that she could understand how I needed some relief and that I was probably a nice boy in waiting this long without pressuring her daughter. In addition, when I finally pressured her it was only for a hand job. She said her mother wanted to know one thing though, did I masturbate on my own?
I was pretty red faced and said "Yes, I do when I have to." My girl smiled and said "Well that's good, if you didn't she didn't want me to be giving you sexual relief. In her mind I would be corrupting you but since you do it anyway she figured it would be better if I did it for you and not with you looking at some girl in a magazine."
So with that we got back together and I always got jerked off at the end of our dates. It took a while to look the mom in the face but she actually was pretty cool so I came to like her a lot.