Milly’s First Time

I was only six years old when my father died. Since that horrible time my Uncle Hugh became my stand in father. He took me places like camping and hunting and fishing. We often went to get a hamburger, or just shopping together. The older I got the more I loved to shop. He was a lifelong bachelor, and lived across the street from mother (his sister) and me for many years. He was always available to baby-sit and I knew I could trust him and ask him any question, and boy did I come up with some questions.

Mom never remarried. Even though there had been a few boyfriends she never seemed to find a man that could fill my late father’s shoes. So the two of us, my mom and I, lived alone in our big house across the street from Uncle Hugh. He sort of kept an eye on us.

Mom told me recently that from time to time she and Hugh would get together and fuck. She told me that they have been fucking since they were teenagers. In fact he had taken her cherry when she was only thirteen. Often when Mom needed a man she would go to see Hugh.

One day I asked Mom why Uncle Hugh had taken my sexual education upon himself. (I could ask Mom any thing.) She told me the whole story.

One morning when Mom and Hugh had just spent a hot hour in his bed she mentioned that I had my first period. Her now thirteen-year-old daughter was becoming a woman. She told him that she was worried that I would lose my virginity to some jerk in the back seat of a car. (Not that Mom had never done it in a car.) She just wanted my first time to be more of a positive experience, like hers had been.

Mom said that the conversation went something like this:

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“You can’t mean you want me to fuck your daughter?” Uncle Hugh asked in surprise.

“That’s exactly what I mean!” Mom answered firmly. “If it was okay to fuck me at thirteen then its okay to fuck your niece at thirteen. I seem to recall that you did a good job back then.”

She told me that she reached for his half hard, sticky member and started slowly caressing it in her warm hand. He groaned as his prick started to grow back into a full hard, thick, eight inches. As exhausted as he was from their first time, he knew that he had to fuck Mom’s juicy pussy again. He just couldn’t resist.

Mom told me that he fucked her especially long and hard the second time. He just submerged his throbbing cock back into her already gooey cunt, and pumped her twat for the second time that morning while she savoured every masculine thrust into her quivering vagina. Although they had just spent the good part of an hour screwing their brains out the second time was just as sweet as the first, she said. After they both came hard they lay on their backs staring at the ceiling.

Their pillow talk continued something like this:

“You’ve got to fuck Milly. She has so many questions I can’t answer. One session like we just had will explain many of her curiosities.”

“Like what kind of questions?” he asked.

“Like ‘what does it feel like? What if this or that happens? He just puts it in and then takes it out and we are all done, right? Will I be able to take a big penis in my tiny hole?’ Her biggest concerns are about penis size. I haven’t even told her about oral sex yet. You’ve got to help me Hugh!

So they agreed and the following is just how it happened. Remember I knew nothing about their indecent agreement.

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A few days later I was over visiting uncle Hugh again. As I said I was only thirteen, but looked a lot younger because of my size. I was wearing a tight fitting top that accentuated my growing B cup breasts and a skirt that ended half way up my thighs. I was a cute, petite, sex kitten. I was only four-foot-eleven and about eighty-five or ninety pounds. Uncle Hugh says that I was in fact a younger, smaller version of my Mom.

We were just sitting watching a football game together but my concentration was not on the game I really wanted to ask the sexually erotic questions that were racing through my mind. I decided to just ask him.

“Uncle Hugh,” I began slowly. “Mom and I have been talking, and I have a few questions. She said I should ask you.”

“What have you been talking about?” he asked as if he didn’t know.

“S-s-sex.” I finally blurted out. “I…I have been asking Mom about things and she told me that there are some things I have to find out for myself.”

“Like what?” he asked.

“Well…. um, I have seen some co… uh… penises and they don’t look that big to me. Mom says that a man’s penis is long and thick. Is that true?”

“You have seen some penises? What have you been up to young lady?”

“Nothing, Uncle Hugh honestly! I saw Billy’s by accident one day,” I quickly told him defensibly. “And it didn’t look as big as Mom said they are, and I was just wondering…. Is yours big?”

“Billy is still a boy, and hasn’t started puberty yet.” He answered. “Yes mine is bigger, because I am a man.” He answered my question frankly as usual but he did appear a little hot under the collar.

That had my mind in a whirl. I wondered how much bigger it could be. I might get a spanking or something but I had to know. “May I see it?”

“Milly,” he said clearing his throat. “You are asking a very personal question here. When I take out my penis I usually have to use it.