I am now in my late 30's. I look back on this very fondly and never felt violated or bothered at all. When I was 13 I had my first wet dream. It freaked me out. I ran to my mom's room to show her and see if there was something wrong. She helped me clean up and told me it was normal and that she would talk to me about it the next day. The following day after school she gave me the birds and bees talk (my dad was an ass that ignored me so it was left to her). After the talk she explained masturbation to me and how it could both bring me pleasure and prevent the "accidents" at night. That evening I decided to try jacking off. It felt good, but I didn't cum. I was embarrased to tell her that I failed so I left it alone. That night I had another wet dream. The next day after school I told her what had happened and that I had tried but failed to make it happen. She offered to "coach" me. I was a bit embarrassed, but wanted to make it happen, so I agreed. We went to my room and I got naked and proceeded to fondle myself while she watched and gave me pointers. In no time I was throbbing hard and with her advice I soon shot a load 3 feet in the air. She congradulated me and kissed me on the forehead and left the room. I was ecstatic that I had done it and was amazingly turned on that she had watched. The next day on the bus ride home from school I was throbbing hard in my pants at the thought of doing it again and her watching. As soon as I got to my bedroom I stripped naked and started stroking. Moments later she knocked at my door and peeked in and saw me. She asked if I was doing OK and without thinking I asked her to come in and coach me. She did come in, but just sat and watched and told me how good I was doing. After I came I just blurted out that I liked her watching. She blushed but admitted that she liked watching too. It continued after that. Every day we would just meet at my room and she would sit and watch me stroke off. This continued right up until I met my wife, got married and moved out at the age of 20.