Teaching Sadie to Jerk Off

By Leslie Schmidt

This story is entirely a work of fiction. 



"Bobby, can I ask you something?"

"Sure, hon," I answered as I checked my mirror to 
change lanes.

"What's 'jerking off?'"

"Mmmfff!" I swerved, almost crossing the second 
lane and into the third. At the same time I had to 
swallow hard to stifle a laugh. Not a question I 
expected from my ten year old niece while driving 
down the JFK on a Tuesday morning.

"Where did you hear about that?" I asked.

"Eddy said she saw her brother jerking off."

Here tone was matter of fact-I realized that she 
really didn't have a clue. Just then WGN started the 
traffic report-I turned it up-give me more time to 
think.

Sadie had come to live with my father a couple of 
years ago after my sister had died. Six months ago, I 
had moved into the basement apartment when 
things with my ex just became too unbearable. My 
dad was a great guy and loved Sadie dearly, but, I 
realized, he was absolutely the WRONG person to 
tell a "tween" girl about sex. In fact, he would never 
do it. He had ignored the subject with me-I 
learned about sex from my friends, girly magazines, 
and the pathetic "Family Life" classes at 
school...not a good start.

"Well, honey, what did she actually say?" The 
traffic report had ended and I had turned the radio 
down.

"Is it sexual?" she was blushing, probably now 
regretting bringing it up.

"Yes it is," I said.

"Oh." She turned away to cover her embarrassment.

I laughed quietly, gently teasing her, "So, do you 
still want to know what it means?"

She looked out the window, keeping her blushing 
face turned away, and didn't answer.

"Well, I'll explain this evening, if you want."

We drove on to her academy and I dropped her off. 
As she was getting out I stopped her, "Don't ask 
your Grandfather, he'd be upset." She nodded, then 
headed up the stairs of the big brownstone building. 
I found a parking place and caught the train down to 
the loop.

At 6:30 I arrived home. Sadie was sitting cross-
legged on the living room floor, surrounded by 
papers and books, a calculator in one hand, pencil in 
the other. Dad came out of the kitchen wearing an 
apron. Dinner was a pork roast, potatoes and salad. 
After cleaning up, I went down stairs to my 
apartment and Dad headed off to bed. At 68 he 
spent most evenings alone with the TV, that's how 
he liked it. Most evenings Sadie would spend 
downstairs with me, watching TV and doing her 
homework. Sometimes, especially when it was 
warm, we would go out for ice cream before bed.

I was sitting in my Lazyboy with a glass of wine 
when Sadie came bouncing down the stairs and 
jumped onto the bed, settling down to finish 
watching "Myth-busters." And, no, you really can't 
clean the stench of a rotting pig out of a car. The 
show ended and I turned off the TV.

"Time for bed, hon," I said.

"Can I stay up a little longer?"

"Ok, but it's reading time," I relented.

She opened an old copy of National Geographic 
while I went back into the latest Steven King. We 
sat companionly for several minutes, the 
grandfather clock upstairs chimed 10 PM. I watched 
her, inspecting the child. Her shoulder length dirty 
blond hair was mostly dried out from her shower 
earlier. Brown eyes, long lashes. Her skin is clear, 
nose straight without being prominent, full lips 
around a smallish mouth. She's a little heavy, 
hopefully she'll lose that when she lengthens out. 
She's right around 100 pounds, 4  1/2 feet tall. Not an 
especially pretty girl, but not someone the boys will 
be embarrassed to be with.

I smiled, "So, do you still want to know about 
jerking off?"

The question was a total surprise to her, she started 
giggling and turning red. "Nooooo?"

I laughed quietly, then took on a more serious tone. 
"No, honestly honey, do you really know anything 
about sex?"

Again she giggled but this time she looked hurt, 
remembering something painful. I was really 
surprised to see tears in her eyes. Now I was 
concerned. I got up and went over to her, sitting 
down and putting my arm over her shoulder.

"What's wrong, hon?"

She was quiet for a few moments. Then, "Well, 
Eddy's always making fun of me-calling me 
'Little miss in-o-cent.'"

"Oh," I said. "You really don't know what she was 
talking about."

She shook her head.

"Well," I paused, feeling a little uncomfortable, 
"what do you know about sex?"

Again she shook her head in silence, crying with 
embarrassment-because she really didn't know.

"Well, do you know how babies start growing in 
women's tummies?"

"God gives babies to mothers." She was totally 
serious. She had been too long in Baptist schools.

"Well, yes dear, but it takes more...usually." I 
paused, "It's fathers that start babies growing."

Again she looked embarrassed, I had moved beyond 
the stayed discussions at school. However, I was 
pretty sure that she was embarrassed by not 
knowing a secret that everyone else knew.

"What's the difference between men and women?" 
I asked her. "I mean, physically."

"Well...." again she looked embarrassed, "Men are 
bigger and stronger...and they grow beards..." she 
was quiet for a moment, "and women have 
breasts...." again she paused, "and long hair."

We were quiet for a moment. "Well, hon, except for 
the long hair, you're right,....but what else?"

Again she was embarrassed, kind of squirming 
around, her hands in her lap, eyes looking up at the 
ceiling. Suddenly her continence changed, she 
covered her face with her hands and started to cry.

"Oh, honey," I sat down next to her. "Don't be 
embarrassed because you don't know."

"I...I..." she sobbed.

"Ok, honey. Let me tell you." She looked up. "Men 
have a penis, do you know what that is?"

She wiped her nose and sniffled, "That's what men 
use to pee, dogs have them too."

"Men use them to start babies too," I said.

"How?"

Now we were getting somewhere, and in my pants, 
I felt a stirring. "When a man puts his penis inside a 
woman and squirts semen inside her, that starts a 
baby."

A look of total confusion and wonderment. "Huh?"
"Have you ever seen a boy naked?"

Again, embarrassment. "Noooo...."

"Haven't you ever seen, maybe, been at a friend's 
house when her mother changed her baby brother's 
diaper."

"No."

This little girl really didn't know the difference 
between boys and girls! Now, how was I going to 
deal with this without totally freaking her out?

"Let's do some show and tell," I said.

I started unbuttoning my shirt, "You've seen me 
without my shirt before." I pulled it off.  She looked 
at me, no big surprise here. "You and I look a lot 
alike, right?"

"Yeah, but you've got hair on your chest."

"Ok, but boys don't, right? They look just like you, 
right?"

"Yeah...."

"But women have breasts," I said.

"Uh huh."

"Ok, now pull off your nighty and we can see you."

Again, she looked embarrassed.

"Come on, hon, we're exactly alike...except for the 
hair."

She looked around, then gathered the fabric and 
pulled the cotton nightgown over her head. My dick 
surged.

She looked at my chest. I looked at hers. She was 
still completely flat, no swelling at all, her nipples 
were just a couple of shades darker than her skin 
and only a half of an inch around.

"See, we both have nipples, but there's really no 
difference," I said. "Except that, in a few years, 
you're going to grow breasts."

She had settled down from her embarrassment. 
"Why?"

"Haven't you ever seen a women nursing her 
baby?"

"Ohhhhh....."

"You've seen puppies or kittens, right?"

"Yeah." It seemed that the idea that people would 
be the same had never occurred to her.

"Ok," I paused for effect, "You've never seen a 
guy's penis before?"

"No..." again she was embarrassed.

"It's alright if I show you mine?"

She looked around, blushing. I stood up and undid 
the snap at the top of my jeans. I stepped back, then 
pushed them down with my briefs and stepped out 
of them. My dick was swollen but not hard. Sadie 
looked at me, not knowing whether to be 
embarrassed or curious. "It's ok, hon, every guy has 
one."

"That's what you pee from?" she asked.

"Well,... yes," I said. "As a matter of fact, I need to 
pee right now."

The apartment was just one room with a bath. I 
walked into the toilet and let loose, knowing that 
Sadie could watch from the bed. The stream of 
urine arched down, splashing. I glanced at her, she 
was watching me. I shook the last drops of piss off, 
flushed, then went back into the bedroom.

"You don't wipe?" she asked.

"No, men don't have to, when they pee. We also 
pee standing up, it's a lot more convenient," I said. I 
sat back down on the bed.

"Yeah. I saw a man peeing in an ally once. Mommy 
said it was gross."

"Uh huh," I said. I sat down next to her. "Ok, now 
you have to take your panties off."

She started to blush again.

"Ok,....not yet," I said. "Let me show you some 
things." I paused, then lifted my cock. "This is my 
penis. Usually men call it their cock or dick. 
Underneath it," I pulled it aside, "are my tacticals, 
or balls." I showed her the boys. "These make 
semen which is what starts babies growing in lady's 
belly's."

She looked at my gonads with a combination of 
curiosity, incredulity, and fear. "What's semen?"

"It's a white sticky fluid. In side it there's little tiny 
tadpole looking things called sperm swimming 
around-millions of them. They're too small to see 
without a microscope."

"A man puts his semen up inside a woman's slit," I 
pointed at her crotch. "If the woman has an egg 
ready, not like a chicken egg, these are real small, 
almost too small to see, one of the man's sperm will 
join with the egg and it will start growing into a 
baby.

"Ohhhh...." Not for the first time that evening, 
things made sense to her.

"Now, take off your panties so I can show you."

"I don't want to have a baby!" she said.

"No...no....no...," I laughed. "I just want to show 
you things about yourself." I paused, "Don't worry, 
I wont even touch you." I said.

With a somewhat skeptical expression, Sadie stood 
up, then hooked her thumbs under the waist band of 
her pink panties, then pushed them down.

As I explained earlier, Sadie is a little heavy, so her 
pussy lips are really just a crease where her belly 
meets her thighs. Her skin is unblemished, a smooth 
track down her stomach.

"Your slit is the bottom of a passage, called a 
vagina, to your womb. Actually, that's called a 
uterus, but womb is a nicer word.  Your womb is up 
in your belly. Babies grow in a woman's womb 
after a man puts his semen inside her, and if she's 
ready. That's what making love is, a woman takes a 
man inside her and, together, they start a baby. It's 
like the most wonderful hug you can have and it 
feels real good. That's what 'making love' is."

She looked down at herself, "ohhh...." A lot of 
things were falling into place for her this evening.

"It feels real good to make love." I said. "But, you 
can feel a little bit like that by masturbating." I 
paused for a little while, "That's what your friend 
was talking about."  

This brought her back, "Oh."

"A lot of people laugh about jerking off, but 
everyone does it."

"You do it?"

"Yeah, almost every night. It feels good and doesn't 
hurt anything." The conversation was making things 
look up, you might say. Sadie watched my half hard 
cock bouncing with my pulse. "Here, let me show 
you."

I reached down and started stroking myself. The 
man responded immediately, rising to full attention.

"How do you make it big like that?" she asked.

I was beginning to build and my voice was a little 
horse. "It gets hard when you rub it, otherwise it 
could never go inside." My jez was definitely 
building, I leaned back as I quickened my stroke. 
"In a minute, my sperm will come out, that feels 
really good."

The whole scene was just too much of a turn on. 
Jerking off in front of women had always been a 
thing for me, now doing it for my ten year old niece 
was just awesome. I smiled at myself when I 
realized that I still had my socks on.  I must be quite 
a site for her, laying back wearing nothing but 
socks, stroking my schlong. "I'm about to cum," I 
said. I was loosing control, my free hand was 
clutching the sheets, my toes pointed. I got down to 
the short strokes, concentrating on the head, arching 
my back as I humped into the air. Sadie jumped 
back when the first string of cum leapt into the air, 
arching over my hand and landing on my belly. I 
pumped more, the cream running over my hand and 
down my shaft. I grunted a couple of times as I 
pushed the last of my load out, it dribbling over my 
knuckles and stringing out onto my balls.

The wave a relaxation flowed over my as I sank 
down onto the mattress. "MMMmm, that was 
great," I said, focusing my eyes on my surprised 
niece.

"That's your semen?" she asked.

"Yes," I looked down at the mess spread around my 
crotch. "Men really can't just squirt it a will, we 
have to be rubbed like that." My cock was softening 
, laying over in a pool of cum on my hip. "Get me a 
big wad of toilet paper," I asked.

Sadie bounced into the bathroom, then came 
running back. She watched as I cleaned the mess up 
and then made a basket with the cum rag in the can 
across the room. "You can do that too by rubbing 
your slit."

"Will I squirt that stuff?"

"No," I said. "But you might feel kind of wet and 
slippery down there, sort of like sweating. I paused, 
then got up and went into the bathroom for a mirror. 
"Here, let me show you your parts down there.

I came back into the room carrying a small mirror. 
"Sit down on the bed and spread your legs," I said.

She did.

"Now take the mirror and put it so you can see 
yourself," I handed her the mirror.

She sat up with her back straight, hunched over 
herself, her knees sticking out to the side, the sides 
of her feet on the sheets. She held the mirror below 
her crotch. With her legs spread, her outer pussy 
lips pulled apart, I could see her clit and below the 
inner lips.

"That ridge down the middle there ends in your clit, 
or clitoris. Just below that is the opening that your 
pee comes out of. Your clit is real sensitive, it's 
what feels good when you rub it." With the slight 
pulling, her inner lips had parted slightly. "Below 
there is the opening to your vagina, that's where a 
man puts his penis and sperm. At the top, up inside 
you, the vagina leads into your womb, where babies 
grow."

She peered down at herself, discovering things she 
had never seen before. "If you'll spread the opening 
a little, you can see something else." She looked up 
at me, a questioning look on her face. "Don't worry, 
you can't hurt yourself." 

With two fingers, she spread her lips. "There's a 
little flap of skin over the opening, little girls have it 
if they've never made love." She leaned further 
forward and pulled more, then I could see her half 
moon cherry. "That's called a Hymen, or a cherry. 
The first time you make love a guy has to break it to 
get his penis in there," I paused. "It hurts a little and 
you'll bleed a little, but that will only happen the 
first time.  I'm telling you this because, sometimes, 
girls break it masturbating. I just don't want you to 
be scared. The important thing to remember is that 
you can't hurt yourself, every one does it, and it 
feels really good."

She leaned back and handed me the mirror, shaking 
her hair back. She was silent.

"Now, lean back and try rubbing yourself."

"Bobby, I don't want to do that!" she said with a 
giggle.

I gently pushed her back onto the bed. "Go ahead, 
hon. You'll really like it."

She heaved a big sigh and lay back into the pillows, 
moving her hand across her hip and into her crotch.

"To start, you want to gently rub your clit."

Her pointer finger probed into her slit, tentatively 
sliding along it. She pushed a little deeper, then 
caught her breath, "Oh." She stopped, spreading her 
legs farther, settling herself, then, covering her 
crotch with her hand, she started moving her finger 
tips back and forth. Her breath deepened. She did 
this for about a minute, pushing her fingers harder 
against her hairless cooch, starting to hump to meet 
her hand.

"Try pushing one of your fingers inside you," I said.

She turned her head, looking at me as if I hadn't 
been there. Then she reached deeper and gingerly 
pushed her index finger into her cunt. 
"Ooooooofffffff....." she groaned as she closed her 
eyes. She pulled her hand back, her fingers were 
wet and her pussy was shiny with her pussy juices. 
She lifted her knees up and started frigging herself. 
Soon she was humping against her hands (she was 
using both now, one with her finger deep inside her, 
the other moving her clit in a sideways, circular, 
movement. Her skin was flushed and she was 
shining with sweat as she forgot about everything, 
madly twiddling her clit while she fucked herself 
with her finger.

I was hard again and had started stroking myself, 
although I knew I was far from cumming. Sadie 
humped into her hands, her knees up, her chin 
against her chest. Then she threw her head back and 
shot out her legs straight, pointed. 
"OOOOHHHHHHhhhh!" she exclaimed as she was 
rocked. She shook twice more, knees up, head 
down, then slowly sank back into the pillows.

"Was that good, dear?" I asked.

"MMMM,....a, huh," she half moaned, letting her 
hands fall to her sides. "I want to sleep now," she 
said.

I watched her for a few more minutes as she fell 
asleep. I considered sliding in next to her but, no, 
my dad is often up in the night.

After about 10 minutes, I woke her. "You need to 
go up to bed, dear," I said.

She stood up, stretching and yawning. Then she 
shook, startled to realize she was naked. She looked 
around, picked up her nightgown and panties and 
headed for the stairway, leaving me standing next to 
the bed. She was on the first step when she stopped, 
then came back to me and hugged me, my soft cock 
against her stomach.

"Good night, Uncle Bobby," she said.

"Good night, dear. I love you."

"I love you too, Bobby." She hugged me again, then 
scampered up the stairs leaving me to spend the rest 
of the night madly jerking off to the memories.



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