Whisky And Cartoons - Sex Stories

Whisky And Cartoons

... he wasn’t doing it right, and he went home. “Is it between your legs?” “Not so dumb, after all.” I’ve never seen between a girl’s legs. It was too dark last night. “Can I try?” Margie makes a face, “You wouldn’t have a clue.” She’s right, but I want to see. “Tell me what to suck, I can do it, really. And I won’t stop before you say, like Danny.” Margie mashes out the cigarette, “This is getting too weird.” Slapping my chest, she says, “Sit up.” I don’t want to leave her lap, but I drag myself upright. “What’s it like?” Margie uses the remote to change to another station. “What? Sex?” “I know what you’re supposed to do, sort of, but what’s it like?” “It’s complicated. It’s supposed to feel good, but there is so much crazy stuff going on, it’s hard to enjoy it.” “Like what?” Well, getting pregnant for one thing. Danny didn’t like condoms, so I had to use a diaphragm, which I had to hide, because my parents would kill me, or I had to give him a blow job, and then he was fucking useless.” I stare at her, unable to ask one of the many questions I have. “You have no idea what I just said, do you?” My head shakes. I hate when she makes me feel stupid. “A condom is like a balloon you put on your dick so the sperm can’t get inside the woman. A diaphragm is…” “What makes the sperm come out?” Margie slumps, lights another cigarette, and looks at me. “Have you ever had a wet dream?” “What’s that?” “It’s when sperm, white gooey stuff, comes out of your dick at night, or after you rub for ...

... awhile?” “I’ve never had white stuff come out of there.” “Well, you’re too little, like I said…. Oh, don’t take it so hard. In a few years you’ll be shooting your wad and begging some poor girl to swallow it.” Adults tell you to wait for everything until you grow up. I stretch toward her, keeping low, and she exhales loudly as I slip my head onto her lap. “God, why do you like that?” “It’s warm.” Her thighs tighten under me and relax, “It makes me itch. Anyway, sex is complicated. Frankly, it’s not worth the trouble half the time. You’d probably like it, though. Guys always like it more than girls.” “Why?” “They don’t get pregnant. And no one calls them a slut.” “What’s a slut?” “It’s just a name guys call girls who like sex, to make them feel bad. Sex feels so good, but if you act like you enjoy it, you’re some kind of pervert. Has anyone ever told you not to masturbate or you’ll go blind, or some other such shit?” “No.” “Someone will, someone always does. Just ignore them. There is nothing wrong with masturbating. You can do it a hundred times a day, if you want. Even Oprah says so.” “What’s masturbating? “Rubbing yourself until you come. When the white stuff comes out?” “Why do you want to make the white stuff come out?” Margie laughs. “You’ll find out. And when you do, you’ll know all about sex, and why it’s complicated.” “Teach me.” Another face, “No way. I could get in trouble.” “I won’t tell.” “Ha! Guys always say that. Danny told everybody in school after he said he ...