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She took it in her hand. "Definitely bigger." Then as she'd done before, using her forefinger and thumb, she stroked my shaft. Stroked it until, "Mrs. Braxston, I can feel it."

"Good, Danny, now let me see it. Let me see your man cream shoot out of your baby head." She stroked my pee-pee faster.

And then, "yeah, Danny, oh yeah. There's so much. Oh yeah."

Every week for the next month, it was the same; I'd get undressed; Mrs. Braxston would open her robe, I'd lick up her womanly juices and then she'd masturbate me until I ejaculated, all the while telling me that she was certain my pee-pee was getting bigger. "Soon, Danny, I won't be able to call it a pee-pee, I'll have to call it a cock."

A month later two things changed. When I arrived and undressed, Mrs. Braxston was sitting there wearing her robe. "Danny, starting today, I want you to tell me that you want to taste my pussy juice. That will indicate to me that you're fully invested in what we're trying to do here."

"I am, Mrs. Braxston. I can't wait to have a man size cock. Please may I?" I got on my knees.

She stood up and opened the robe. Her pubic hair was right in my face. She pushed my face forward, rubbing it in that dark, black triangle. "That's a good boy. Mrs. Braxston juices will make your pee-pee grow."

She held it there for a minute, then sat down with her legs spread. "Lick up my pussy juices."

The second thing that happened was that when it was time to stop, "Danny, I want to try something different. You've watched the way I massage your pee-pee and make you ejaculate. Today, I want you to do it yourself. "

"Ummmm, I-I-I. . ."

"I know, I know it's called masturbation and boys are warned not to; that it's wrong. The truth is it's healthy. Besides, I won't always be around to help your pee-pee grow."

I felt a little self-conscious. I mean Mrs. Braxston had been doing it to me for months, but somehow this felt different. I stood in front of her and like her, I used my thumb and fore finger to stroke my pee-pee. After a few minutes, "take your hand away, let me see if it's growing."

I did.

"Yes, I can see that it's bigger. That's from masturbating and from my juices. Now, let me see your baby head. Show it to me."

I pulled back my foreskin. "Danny, it's so cute."

I continued to masturbate until, "Mrs. Braxston, I feel it."

"That's good, Danny. Now, let me see you ejaculate. Let me see a big volcanic explosion."

In a few minutes, I ejaculated, and Mrs. Braxston cheered. "That was great, Danny. You shot so much this time. Almost like a man."

While I was getting dressed, "Danny, when you practice ejaculating without touching your pee-pee, now that you know how to use your hand, go ahead, you'll learn what feels good, and how to touch yourself to make you ejaculate."

Through my junior year, that was our routine, although routine sounds like it was boring. It was anything but. I looked forward to Wednesdays. I looked forward to tasting Mrs. Braxston's pussy juices; I looked forward to her watching me ejaculate.

While I was massaging my pee-pee, "Danny, this week, did you massage your pee-pee and ejaculate?"

I nodded.

"Did you think of Mrs. Braxston's pussy juices?"

I nodded, "and your titties."

"Oh, right. That's my fault. Once you discovered my pussy, I forgot how much you liked them. Next week, if you remind me, I'll let you massage them, too. I'll bet that it'll help your pee-pee grow."

That reminds me, it had been three years since I started seeing Mrs. Braxston. I have to be honest; I didn't see much growth. I had a little more hair. By that I mean there was visible hair around my pee-pee. Mrs. Braxston called it peach fuzz. "It's a definite sign of growth," she assured me.

TO BE CONTINUED

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