Jenny and Uncle Jerry - chapter 1 - Sex Stories

Jenny and Uncle Jerry - chapter 1

... tongue into my anus, I was afraid. “Mom, are you sure...”

“Everything’s fine, baby. Just lie still for him.”

He kept licking my butt a little while. When he stopped, he said, “Mmmmm! So sexy and delicious! Keep bringing me her dirty panties. I'll take you car shopping tomorrow, Megan.

Jenny, I’d prefer if you showered AFTER our dates, instead of before. And um ... if you wouldn’t mind, maybe you could skip washing at all on Fridays and Saturdays, since our dates will be on Saturday nights. I’ll leave you a present. Thanks again!”

After he left and Mom said I could get up, I found a large lollipop and a hundred dollar bill on the coffee table. Mom said, “When you take showers or change your clothes, put your dirty panties in plastic bags and give them to me. I’ll bring them to Uncle Jerry when I visit him.” I thought it was disgusting, but if it wouldn’t hurt me and Uncle Jerry wanted it... “Okay, Mom.”

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He came back and licked me to my first-ever orgasm on Saturday night. His fingers rubbing my labia and his tongue on my clit drove me to a euphoric climax. I felt a powerful surge of pleasure and thought I peed. Mom said, "Wow, she squirted! Very good, Jenny!"

I was utterly ashamed and humiliated, but my body felt better than it ever had before. It sort of broke my mind a little. I thought I was a horrible, sick person for enjoying something so disgusting and wrong, especially with Mom watching.

For days, I cried every time I thought about it.

Mom ...

... gave me a strong pill and a glass of wine before Uncle's next visit. I was half-conscious and could barely move or think. All but two of the bits I remember of that 'date' were okay; hearing Mom say, "No, don't put it in her! My mouth..."

... that and her crying as she wiped white slime off her face, once he left. I vaguely remember her yelling at him over the phone later that night.

He skipped two weekly dates. For the month after that I got a weaker pill just before he visited, to help me stay calm. He sounded very apologetic and almost meek when came back. "I'm very sorry if I upset you before, Jenny. I'd never want to hurt you. You're so sweet and beautiful! Let me smell your pretty pussy and sweet ass."

He made me cum with his mouth again. Soon after, he grunted several times. Mom sounded annoyed as she ordered, "Bring a pocket pussy next time! Or at least use a sock!" He left, and Mom was wiping something white and slimy off the floor with paper towels when I got up.

Mom wrapped up a present and gave it to him the next week. She instructed, "Use this, like I told you before." I heard paper tearing until he exclaimed, "A Lexi Belle! Nice!" He seemed very excited, but moved slower and more carefully than the previous times, too. Thankfully he took whatever the "Lexi Belle" was when he left and brought it back each time, so I didn't see any more white slime for months.

By the fifth or so 'date', we were all okay with our deal.

I got some very embarrassing ...