Mom had arranged for Uncle Jack to come over and visit me that Friday night. Late Friday afternoon, I was in my mom's bedroom watching her dress for work, and Crystal was already out on a date with her latest boyfriend.
"So any questions, dear?" my mom asked, knowing that I was probably full of questions. I was obviously nervous.
"Well, you already told me that I couldn't get pregnant because he had a vasectomy, but what about sexually transmitted diseases?" I hoped that I was sounding experienced using the proper terms and all.
Mom just shook her blond head; "Your Uncle has only had sex with two women in his whole life. His wife and me, and his wife is so frigid he has only had sex with her fourteen times in the ten years they have been married. If it hadn't been for he and I helping each other out since your father left, I don't doubt that he would have strayed by now. But I have made sure he gets sex at least once a week, and I needed it at least that often, too."
"But now you are having sex with me and sometimes with Patty," I remarked, watching her put on her brassiere, "Does that mean you are going to stop seeing your brother?" She had such lovely pink nipples that I experienced a slight pain of loss when the white cups of her bra covered them.
My mom faced me, naked but for her bra, and I couldn't help but look at that lovely golden thatch as she answered, "No, I can't see how I can do that. He wouldn't have any place else to go, and he does love Marie, and it would kill him to have to go outside the family for relief. Guilt, you see, he would feel like he was really cheating to look elsewhere. For one thing, he might fall in love with an outsider, and he loves his wife, even if she won't give him any sex. He's just like that, noble in a way, silly in another. But who knows, maybe if you like it enough, we can swap out some on my little burden and still keep him happy." Mom turned to her dresser to rummage for panties and laughed, "Not that it's much of a burden, but you'll see."
I grinned at mom, "Have you ever considered helping her with her frigidity, Christine?"
She blinked and stared at me a moment, "I've never thought of that. Clara is very lovely... Perhaps I should give that some thought after all."
I gulped as my mind came back to my immediate future, "Uh, mom, I heard it really hurts the first time..."
She dimpled a grin at me, "I don't think you have to worry about that, dear. I have had a good look at you inside and I haven't seen a trace of your hymen left. That's not unusual, so don't worry about it." She pulled her panties on and gave me a little kiss, "You're going to like it, I think. I do, and you know I much prefer women. Jack knows what he is doing; like I said: you'll see."
"Well," I said, still nervous, "How come he is such a great lover if he has only been with two women?"
Mom pulled on her jeans and was tying her sports shoes as she answered, "Because I taught him, and I learned from your father. You know your father wasn't a good man, but he did know how to fuck like something out of a legend."
Then my mom came over to me, ran her fingers through my dark, wavy hair and said, "You sure look good tonight, baby girl. Jack's going to love your big titties, not to mention the rest of you. And didn't I see Patty sneaking out of your room this morning?"
I grinned, "I not only love her as my friend mom, but I think I am falling in love with her pussy. It tastes and smells a little different. Sweeter, and kind of perfumed, you know? I have asked her about it, but she says she doesn't use those flavored douches or scents or anything."
Mom shrugged and smiled back, "Just one of those happy genetic accidents, I guess. I think I love her pussy too. I know for a fact that my pussy is in love with her whole body from head to toe. I feel the same about you, sweetie. These days your mama's got one helluva happy pussy!"
My mom kissed me goodbye and left me alone in the house to wait for Uncle Jack. I only had to wait about an hour. Uncle Jack is tall, broad-shouldered, and I guess by most standards pretty handsome. He has light brown hair, brown eyes, and a really friendly smile. I let him in the door and he hugged me. Then when we were walking upstairs to my room, he asked, "Are you sure you are okay with this, Regina?"
"Sure," I shrugged, "Mom says I should find out how it is with a man before I just decide that I'm gay." I glanced over my shoulder at him, "And I have to admit that I'm a little curious, too."
We walked into my room and closed the door, then he took me in his arms and said, "I'll do my best to help you keep your options open, but if at any time, you feel like stopping, just let me know." Then he started kissing me.
He was a more experienced kisser than Patty, but not quite as good as mom. He was clean-shaven so he didn't have any whiskers, but his face was still rougher than a woman's too and his beard area was kind of like sand paper. It was pleasant to kiss him, but not particularly arousing. Feeling him hold me in his strong arms was nice and comforting, though. Then he started undressing me. Trying to be helpful, I started undressing him at the same time. I was sort of looking forward to trying oral sex on a man, so I could compare it to my other experiences.
Uncle Jack's penis was large, intimidating in fact. I didn't care very much for his groin smell at first. It seemed to me that men have more of a body odor smell, but it isn't really unpleasant either, and I suppose I might learn to like it. I did try to perform oral sex on him, but his penis was really too big - in that, I mean I couldn't swallow it or seem to get my mouth wide open enough. And he did have to talk to me about being careful with my teeth. But he did seem to enjoy my attempts at it. I'd guess he was close to seven inches long, but what worried me, was how big around it was.
