Chapter 3: More preparation for the second reunion

The next reunion was only a few months away. Suzy was getting antsier by the week thinking about sharing a hotel room with my brother. She was his first pussy many years ago when he stayed with us for a while and she could hardly wait to find out how he’d matured. She’d seen him at family events of course, but there was never an opportunity to get their parts together.

Bobby and I had kidded a bit about me teaching his wife how to fuck better. I’ll be damned if he didn’t arrange it. He’d borrowed a fishing cabin from a friend and the three of us would spend a week there. When I told Suzy my plans, she asked which floozy was going to be cook and bed warmer. She knew what usually happened on my fishing trips.

She almost choked when I told her it was Becky, her sister-in-law. “You aren’t going to get any pussy from that prude anyway,” she scoffed.

I related my earlier conversation with Bobby and added, “I think he has several motives. One is payback for long ago. Another is to get her to enjoy herself more in the sack which will be more fun for him too. Finally, now that he’s married, he doesn’t want to feel guilty being with you at the reunion. I intend to honor my promise to make her a better fuck.”

Suzy looked thoughtful and replied, “Well, if anyone can do it you can. I can hardly wait to hear how it goes.”

“There’s no cell service out there so you’ll just have to be patient.”

This is the story about that event as I told it to Suzy:

“I flew out to Bobby’s and during the long drive to the lake we had a good chance to talk. He had told her, very diplomatically of course, that this trip was for more than getting away from the kids for a while. He had shared how he learned about sex from Suzy (this got a gasp from Becky) and some of the later learning experiences with other older women too.

“He knew she didn’t enjoy it as much as those other women had, and that had an impact on him and their marriage. He was bringing in an expert in an attempt to make things better.

“I drew out Becky’s background. Her single mom was very down on sex and she heard about carnal sins all the time. Her honeymoon as a virgin was difficult. Some of what they did was pleasurable but her mind couldn’t accept it that way. They had done a lot of talking and reading and even some counselling which had helped.

“This trip was a huge leap for her and she’d made no promises about cooperating with anything. She too had felt that something was missing and cared enough to seek answers.

“We settled in and the first thing was to get comfortable together. We showered and got into nightclothes and I opened some champagne to make this a celebration of the future. Becky rarely drank so keeping her flute full got her quite loosened up. I reassured her that I had no set agenda and she could always say “No” to anything, but Bobby and I hoped she would open her boundaries. It would really be good for her.

“I asked her if she was surprised that Suzy had bedded (I used gentle language with her) my brother. She nodded and asked if I knew. ‘Of course. Suzy and I have great sex together and with others too. We trust each other and it makes us both more interesting. We never get bored in bed.’”

“Bobby spoke up, ‘Our sex isn’t real interesting any more, but I love you and really want it to be great for both of us. I know it can be’

“Becky was getting pretty tipsy and wound up by now. Sort of slurring she looked at him and said, “So if I fuck your brother I’ll be more interesting?”

“Neither of us had ever heard her use the ‘f’ word before. We were making progress.

“When Bobby said, ‘Of course you would be!’ she stood up in front of him, a bit wobbly, pulled off her cotton nightie and said, ‘This isn’t interesting enough?’

“Without waiting for an answer she turned towards me and pulled off her plain cotton panties. ‘Is this interesting to you?’ There were those big puppies that I’d been aching to see, up front and personal. I just nodded, not wanting to say anything to interrupt the flow.

“Becky asked, ‘Did you guys just bring me here to be your camp whore? Am I just supposed to lay down and let you stick it in me whenever you want to?’

“Her lips were trembling so I stood up and put my arms around her and said gently, ‘No, not at all! We both love you and want good things for you.’

“She broke down in sobs as I held her. I looked at Bobby and he came to hold her from behind. When she quieted down she looked up and gave me a quick kiss.

“I released her and said, ‘Well, you’ve removed one barrier to closeness. Let’s get rid of ours too.’ We guys both stripped and Bobby got some more champagne for all. Becky kept looking at only the second male organ she had ever seen. It rose to half strength for her.

“When the bubbly was gone, I said, ‘We’re all tired. Let’s get some rest. We are all going to sleep in the same bed with Becky in the middle. Let’s put bottoms on for tonight.’

“I continued, ‘From how on that bed will be our classroom. Becky, your main rule is that whatever your do to one guy you have to do to both. Understood?’ She nodded.

“Sometime in the dark I awoke to a hand exploring in my briefs. I didn’t make any sign of awakening as her gentle touches got me fully erect and then the hand withdrew.

“We ate breakfast still topless. I had the outlines of an agenda so it was time to get started. ‘Here’s how it will work. Every morning and afternoon I’m going to have an instructional session with Becky for an hour. After a short break she will then practice whatever she has learned with Bobby. Then we will all go enjoy this great place for some R&R. Bobby, why don’t you get the fishing gear ready.’

“I led Becky to the ‘classroom’, closed the door and took off my boxer. She removed her white cotton panties. I gave her a quick hug and said, ‘We are going to go real slow and get a lot more comfortable with each other’s bodies.’

“I noticed her nipples hardened up at that, or maybe because she was staring at my rising erection. I added, ‘Of course we will both get aroused. That’s very normal, so be OK with it ... I am.’

“Starting at her extremities I began rubbing some nicely scented massage oil into her skin. When I finished a section, it was her turn to do me. I didn’t skip her tits or crotch when I got there. She whimpered with pleasure as I oiled her pussy and I ejaculated, with a bit of warning, when her slippery hands work on my erection. She was fascinated. It has probably always happened inside her before. I kissed her and told her thanks.

“My hour was up so we got some coffee and I went fishing while she practiced with her husband. His pecker was hanging when they emerged so she’d followed instructions.