This Should Make A Terrible Story

The Awkward Explanation

Whatever you're about to read, don't judge, it's how Sue and I teach each other abstinence.

Before you say anything, yes, I am still a virgin.

Curious how? Keep going.

I finished my dinner and placed both my plate and Sues in the dishwasher as I made my way upstairs to brush.

I'll state again how our bedrooms are connected by the bathroom.

I was about to whip out the toothpaste when she called.

"Art, brush later. Come on, I need this now."

I walked to her bathroom door where I saw her as she placed aside her glasses and let her robe drop.

By now, it was normal. Yeah, explanation's coming, don't keep your crotches in a crunch.

I haven't mentioned how I'm a natural Masseuse. By that, I mean, I'm really good at massaging.

"Art, before anything..."

"Yeah, Sue, I know." This has something to do with the explaining. Still on its way.

She laid down on her back as I placed the towel to cover up her ass area.

"Proceed." She said, like she always does.

"Oh, Art, that's the spot.... AAAH That's it..... By the collarbone... ugh... Right there. Yeah. Yeah. Keep going. Don't stop. HARDER!!!" She moaned as I kept massaging her back.

Yes, just her back, pervs. No, not yet the explanation, wait.

Twenty to Thirty minutes passed before she said it.

"Let me just go to the tub."

We went to the bathroom together. I brushed as she readied the tub.

In the first few times we've done this I'd have stared at her ass in the mirror. Sometimes she would catch me. Now it just felt normal.

As I finished washing my face, I could feel the steam behind me, indicating that she has readied her tub.

"Give me ten minutes, Art, but ready the lube." She said, like she does everytime.

I go to my room and nap for eight minutes.

I come back by the ninth minute with the lubricant she asked for.

By then, the tub's drained, but it was still steamy, moist and hot. She was moaning at the shower head spraying water at her... how do I say this?

At her spot. Her C-spot.

"Ugh, about time. I've been waiting. Shower spray and dildos don't do it like your hands."

"Yeah, always happy to help out, Sue."

I rubbed the lubricant on her... area, and placed my left hand on it.

"OHH, YES!! ARRRGH!! RIGHT THERE!! AAHH!!" She moaned, screamed, bit her lip and was gently caressing the left side of my face with her legs spread wide.

"UGH!! ARTHUR GRAYSON DON'T YOU FUCKING STOH-AH- AH AHHHHP!!!!"

She was squirting in no time.

"Uh, you're still the best damn hands." She said.

"Yeah, I know. Happy to help."

"I'll return the favor in a bit, just let me rest, kay?" She said. Yeah. This one's part of the explanation. Duh.

"Oh, no, no thanks, Sue, but not tonight."

I guess that shocked her a bit.

"Oh. Is everything okay? We aren't changing the agreement, though, it's already wrong as it is." She said.

"Oh no, I'm not trying to change the agreement, Sue, it's not that. I' ll just rest for tonight."

"It's Jess, isn't it?" She said. Damn. She still knows everything even after cumming so loudly.

"Pretty much."

"You're gonna fap to her and don't want me making it awkward?" She smirked.

"The hell?! No! I'm just... not gonna do anything cause we just met. Kay?"

"Most boys your age won't agree." She said.

"How do you know what boys my age think? Don't tell me you've been servicing other guys."

"No, no, not in the agreement. Just, goodnight, Art."

"Goodnight, Sue." I said, giving her a kiss (on the cheek) and heading for my room.

I was getting ready to text Jessica, I was actually excited.

But yeah. I still owe you one helluvan explanation.
How does she know about me fapping to her bras and panties?
What the hell was this massage for?
Why did I just finger her?!
The Hell is 'The Agreement' supposed to be?!
What did she mean by returning the favor??
How am I still a virgin??

OKAY, CHILL.

I should start with the Agreement.

It started when I caught her fapping. I peek at her do it every night. Shut up, she's hot and you would do it if you were in my shoes.

As it turns out, she also watches me when I fap to her lingerie. So maybe it started with that, cause we don't know who caught who first.

Anyway, we decided to help each other out. Masturbation is a GREAT way to relieve one of stress. It works even better when someone, Preferably of the opposite sex with kinks and fetishes and all, helps you out.

And given how I was into older, more mature women (a guilty pleasure in most guys) and she's a pedophile for teenage, underage boys, it was perfect, but with one problem.

IT. WAS. DEAD. FUCKING. EXTREMELY. ABSOLUTELY. WRONG. W. R. O. N. G. WRONG!!!!

So we made an agreement that we'd help, but PURELY on handjobs. I don't get even blowjobs from her and she doesn't get licking. All the more no intercourse.

Just pure masturbation and massages. Maybe a striptease from time to time, but nothing reckless, nothing dangerous, nothing wrong.

Oh. And I'm not allowed to see other girls who are more than ten years older. She's not allowed to prey on teenage dicks even when she's really horny.

So now everything's beginning to make sense. She knows about me fapping, I just massaged her as a great stress reliever, she returns the favor most of the time, sometimes I return the favor as she helps me out first.

And yes. Still a Virgin.

So Moving On,

The following chapters are the conversations I shared with Jess at night.

Read on, hell, you could even forget this chapter ever happened to you.