Chapter 3: Uncle Jim Gets His

When I finally showed up on the deck, everyone turned to look and then they clapped and cheered for me, the new college graduate. It felt awesome to finally be done with school! The next couple of hours were just your typical family party. My mom served lunch and we all eat more than we should so afterwards most everyone was a bit slow and sleepy.

“Hey Jim, would you go down to the garage and bring up some more ice?” my mom called out to my uncle.

“Sure - where is it?” he answered back.

“I’ll show him!” I volunteered before I thought it through. As I passed by my mom to follow my uncle she pulled me aside and whispered in my ear.

“Now don’t take TOO long this time, you hear?”

I looked at her with a puzzled expression until it finally sunk in. Evidently she thought I had volunteered so my uncle could fuck me. To be perfectly honest, until that moment I hadn’t even thought about it but now that she mentioned it, I knew my dad would want me to let him do me sooner or later so why not get it over with now? At least then I wouldn’t have worry about it later when I wasn’t as horny and ready to let him do me.

“I wouldn’t worry mom; you know Uncle Jim,” I sighed softly, “He never lasts very long.”

“Tell me about it!” my mom giggled, trying not to be TOO obvious about it.

Obviously it had all been a setup between my uncle and mom as no sooner did I step out into the garage than my Uncle grabbed me and started groping me, running his hands over my boobs especially. Oh well, I knew that he was a serious tit man from past experience!

“Good to have you home again Kelly,” he greeted me. He ran his hand between my legs and pulled up with his palm against my crotch, almost lifting me off my feet.

“So did I beat Rick?” he asked. My silence told him the answer and he swore under his breath, “Damn, I told the little shit to leave you for me first. So when did he get you, at church? I saw you slip out.”

I giggled and teased him saying, “Nope, just a few minutes ago. Didn’t you see him looking out my bedroom window as he fucked me?”

“Shit, should have known,” he fussed. “Oh well, sloppy seconds is better than nothing.”

My, how caring and romantic - NOT!

He started to unzip his pants and pull out his cock for me.

“C’mon, we don’t have a lot of time. Take those shorts off!:

Unlike him, who could just pen up his zipper and pull out his cock, I had to let my panties drop to the concrete floor to let him gain access to my pussy.

“Where do you want me?” I asked, resigned that he would be calling the shots one way or the other so I may as well ask now.

“Shit, not so fast. How about a little BJ action first?” he answered. “Tammy’s getting better all the time but she’s still not in your league.”

Considering I was the one to help Tammy with her first blowjob, that wasn’t a huge surprise. Tammy was more than willing to learn but most guys are just concerned with getting off, not teaching a young girl to properly suck a dick. Now THAT’S what they should be teaching in sex ed, instead of all the other crap about abstinence that nobody listens to. Besides, I doubt there would be a problem finding volunteers for the girls to practice on!

My uncle’s dick was sticking out from his unzipped crotch. Although I’d never dared to tease him about it, I knew he was conscious of that fact that his teenage son had a bigger cock and that his was somewhat on the small size. In all fairness, he knew pretty well how to use what he had and had he not been such a jerk, he would’ve been a pretty good fuck. As it was, he was far too demanding and overbearing for my tastes. Bending my knees, I squatted on front of him rather than getting my knees dirty and took his dick in my mouth without even using my hands - a maneuver he seemed to appreciate for some reason. Oh well, I aim to please!

“Shit, that’s so hot the way you suck it without touching it,” he sighed. “You’ve GOT to teach Tammy to do that more often.”

One nice thing about a small dick, it’s easier to suck and take all the way in your mouth without having to go through the effort of deep-throating the guy. Needless to say, it didn’t take long to get rock hard.

“Shit, now THAT’S the Kelly I remember,” he groaned, “God you’re such a fucking slut.”

I just ignored him even though I knew when he called me a slut it wasn’t in the loving manner that my dad intended when he sued the word. It was sort of funny in a way I guess. My Aunt Shari was always accusing my mom of having a slut for a daughter but it was only something she suspected. What would she say if she found out why her husband KNEW I was a slut?

I took his stiff cock completely in my mouth and then twisted my head around it, letting my tongue run all over it in the process. One thing I try to emphasize anytime I teach a girl about sucking cock - you HAVE to use your tongue. Otherwise you may as well use a plastic toy on him. Anyone can just bob their head up and down a dick but to REALLY satisfy a guy you have to do more. It amazes me how many guys say their girlfriends can’t make them cum and they have to finish themselves off with their hand. If that ever happened to me when I was with a guy I would be highly insulted!