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Mother’s Sex Lesson to myself and Brother.Nothing I say is fanciful or far fetched, ask any girl who is brave enough to be honest and you will find similar stories like mine. It would seem that in many cultures girls at puberty become sexual objects that drive men wild, it would appear the thought of being inside one so young, inexperienced, and be able to feel her heart beat as you move rhythmically in and out of her, is the ultimate penetration.’You are more powerful than Viagra’, my uncle once whispered into my ear in a jocular fashion, back then I had never heard off or knew of Viagra, I was thirteen and on the cusp of the start of womanhood, perhaps uncle was one of those men who had never lost the ability to smell a girl, like dogs do, and go crazy nuzzling your crotch when you go into estrus.Two days later I had my first periods and the dog was walked by my brother for the next 5 days, while I was discussed by my parents about being put on the pill and shown how to put a condom on a boy, which involved my poor brother and I with mother.My brother was three years older than I when mother asked us to stay in one night to chat about sex. He was s*******n and more embarrassed than I was, daddy was away at work and mother hid her embarrassment by being all matter-of-fact and used the lack of school(catholic) curriculum to ensure my safety when dating boys, and in my brother’s case, impregnating girls my age.Neither my brother or I drank alcohol, she did and it was whiskey she drank and she gave my brother one and made him drink it until it was finished and she poured him another one.’Show yourself to your sister’, she demanded of him. He stood up and faced me, but that was not what she meant, bahis firmaları so as he stood rock still with a slight wavering on his legs, she turned to me, and told me to undo his pants and take him out. By her side on the arm of the chair where she sat was a box of condoms.I was not stupid, I knew what she was doing, trying to be un-catholic, she was telling us about birth control when abstinence was preached by our church and the priests were getting blow jobs or wanking themselves as we confessed our masturbatory sins and dirty thoughts. We all did it for a bit of fun, but a couple of the girls went further and were shagged by the priests who used to use two bricks as birth control, where the girl stands on them and falls off as the priest shouts, ‘I’m cumming’.I got the foot stool from the cupboard and placed it in front of my standing brother as mother poured herself another stiff one, but not as still as my brother’s one, his erection poked out of his boxers at the same level as my face and I giggled, to which mother slapped me on the back of my head and told me to be serious.’Put a thingy on it’, she said rather strangely, her voice sounded thick and treacle like and she drank her third whiskey as I opened the box of condoms and took one out and started to try and put it on my brothers cock. ‘You need to hold it’, mother cried in despair as I tried to feed my brothers dick into the small opening as it unraveled between my two fingers.’Here’ she said, ‘watch and learn, both of you’, she continued taking another one from the box, placing it into her mouth and with it between her lips she went down and slipped it over his cock and fed it into the condom. I stole a look at my brother’s face kaçak iddaa as his cock disappeared inside our mother’s mouth and she used her tongue and lips to ensure a tight seal. He gasped and shuddered, thrusting his hips forward into her mouth as she tried to pull back, ‘Oh no you don’t you dirty little bugger’, she cried as she broke away from my convulsing mother who was by now reaching for the whiskey bottle.I looked at the perfect fitting of the condom on my brothers cock, the end bit was full of a whitish milky liquid and mother sat ashen-faced, then she uttered how sorry she was, she did not mean to make him cum.She downed her forth and was quite drunk by then and her inhibitions were much more relaxed as she laughed and started to tell us stories of her boyfriends before she met our daddy and all this time my poor brother stood with the condom still stuck on his cock, which was getting harder the more mother talked about sex.She stopped talking and was staring at her son’s raging erection, ‘Whoever marries you will not be disappointed in the bed’, she said then turning to me, she said, ‘Take it off the way I put it on and put another one on the same way’, she deliberately winked at my brother after telling me.My brother was a big boy and my small mouth could not swallow the length of his cock, so I improvised by rolling some of it down his shaft before inserting the remainder into my mouth and running my tongue around it cover rubbery end.Mother watched me very closely as I sat with his cock inserted, gently pushing the back of my head to get a little more inside and bringing my hand up under his tight balls, ‘Squeeze them gently’, she whispered as I looked up into my brother’s face, kaçak bahis his eyes were closed tightly as I relaxed and followed mother’s instructions, not realizing as I gave him a blow-job the condom was working itself loose inside my mouth.I did not see mothers finger tickle my brothers arse-hole while her other hand was behind my head, when my brother shot his next load, I got everything down my throat and when he eased from me, the condom was on my tongue. ‘Did you taste what his sperm tasted like she asked me, I did not, so she emptied his first load onto my tongue, ‘Swish it around your mouth’, she ordered me, now swallow’, and I did, it was fucking awful and I did take the whiskey she now offered me.’That young madam’, she said, ‘was how I started drinking whiskey, welcome to the club’, and we all said ‘cheers’.Sex can be fun and a basic grounding in the education of the interaction of sex can make for an enjoyable experience, neither myself or my brother can say we never knew, especially him, since he came in both out mouths, as for myself, I leaned how to give a guy a good blow-job, put on a condom in the most erotic fashion and the taste of semen was not to my liking, but could be avoided by sliding the cock to the back of the throat and swallowing the ejaculate missing all the taste buds.That night we discovered the woman who bore us and our relationship blossomed immensely, she became a sister to me and what she became to my brother was unmentionable, as was my relationship the her brother my uncle. I missed out on the finished product of that nights family sex lessons, I went to bed with a dull ache between my legs listening to my brother and mother discussing their new found friendship.The following weekend I went to stay for a week with uncle and his wife, only this time he had two sexually active women under his roof and his wife did not have a clue about what it was I wanted. Next story to follow

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