Author: OH_Daddy
Title: Kelly's Lessons, Part 2
Part: 2
Universe: Kelly's Lessons
Summary: High school sophomore, Kelly, asks her Uncle how to be more
popular with boys.
Keywords: Mf, inc, cons, oral


Kelly's Lessons: Part 2

Kelly put her T shirt back on and went in the house with Uncle Bill.  They sat on the couch, and Bill took Kelly's hand in his.

"I'm going to just tell you some things, and after that's done I'll show you.  When you came to me for help you said something very important, something that tells me you can become very, very popular with boys, and later with men.  You said you wanted to know what to do to make a boy like you.  That's a very important concept, and here's why.  Most guys want to do sex things a whole lot more than most girls do.  Although some girls enjoy some parts of sex some times, guys like all parts all the time.  A girl is smart if she devotes all her attention to pleasing the guy.  Occasionally a guy will do things you enjoy, but that's not the point.  He doesn't care if you enjoy it, except if he enjoys watching you enjoy it.  Maybe one guy out of five tries to please the girl, but probably only 1 in 100 actually knows how.  Guys want to have sex with girls.  Girls want the guy to be happy because then he will be nice to her when they're not having sex, buy her things, take her places, and so on.  Many parts of sex are disgusting to girls, some things guys like to do may hurt you.  It excites some guys to degrade the girl, or make her cry.  A popular girl puts up with that shit because it makes the guy happy.  I'm guessing that's a lot to absorb.  Do you get what I'm telling you."

"Whoa!  I guess so.  It's pretty heavy."

"Well if you get it, what's next?  What's next is you focus on pleasing the guy.  Once a guy's dick gets hard, it's the only part of him that matters . . . to him.  And so it should be all that matters to you.  Pleasing his dick.  Worshiping it.  Loving it.  Adoring it.  Making it feel good.  Letting him do what he wants to with it.  I'm going to show you what that means in a little while, but first, for you, as a virgin, there are a couple things you must not let him do.  You said you didn't want to get pregnant.  And you should stay a virgin until you love a man enough to let him have all of you.   So, you must not let a man put his dick in your vagina.  And to keep from getting pregnant, you must make sure his come doesn't get in your vagina, even by accident."

"His come?  Is that the semen or sperm?  What's it look like?  I don't understand how it works."

"Yes.  It's a creamy liquid, sort of looks like milk or cream, and it comes out of his dick when he is completely overwhelmed by the pleasure you've given him.  He'll get all excited, then he comes, the cream squirts out of his dick, and then it's all over.  He'll be all happy and nice after that.  Before he comes he might be kind of mean and rough.  Men are like night and day before they come, then after."

"Well," Kelly thought out loud, "I thought he was supposed to come in the vagina, but you say don't let him."

"There are lots of ways you can make him come without letting him in your vagina.  Some girls think they're kinda gross, but the guy will love it if you know how.  You must learn a few different ways so you can keep him happy without letting him in your vagina.  I'll show you one or two ways today.  You can go try them out on Mark, practice a little, then come back to me and we'll see if you need to learn more ways, OK?"

"Yes, yes, can you show me how to make him happy without getting pregnant.  That would be perfect."

"Absolutely.  OK enough abstract talk, and I realize some of what I said probably made you a little uneasy.  Sex isn't all bad.  Come here and give me a hug."

Kelly slid across the couch to her uncle.  He wrapped one arm around her and put his other hand on her thigh, then slid it up slowly and gently, cupped her butt, and gave a little squeeze.  Releasing her behind, he then caressed her shoulder, and slid his hand down her arm.  Gripping her wrist, he directed her hand to his crotch.  When she encountered his semi-hard member she clutched at it and began to stroke it the way he had coached her in their last encounter.  Bill whispered, "Umm, that's right baby.  Love my cock."  He kissed her gently on the lips, then whispered, "Remember what your mom told you about kissing?"  

"Nunhh-huh," Kelly cooed her confirmation.

"We're going to break that rule.  Lick you lips and open your mouth."  He felt the wetness of her tongue on his lips, then their hot breath mixed.  He licked her tongue back, then stuck the tip of his tongue in her mouth.  Her breath quickened, and her hand lost its jackoff rhythm.  "Keep stroking my cock, honey."     She pulled his cock back and forth through his swim suit.  Bill opened his mouth wide, enveloped Kelly's mouth and half of her chin, then plunged his tongue deep into her mouth, probing, wiggling his tongue.  Kelly gripped his cock a little more firmly and stroked a little harder.  He grasped her blond hair gently and pulled his mouth back.  Her eyes were closed, but her mouth was wide open, her tongue out.  "Look at me Kelly."  Her pretty green Irish eyes opened.  Distracted, she stopped jacking him off.  "Do you love Uncle Bill's cock, Kelly?"  Kelly quickly resumed her stroking, and looking at her uncle, nodded her head.  "That's a good girl.  Would you like to see it?"  Kelly stroked quicker, nodded her head rapidly.  She couldn't exactly speak in whole words now, but she murmured,  "Mn-n-n-n" her voice wavering.

"OK, but Uncle Bill's cock wants to see you first."  He got up and pushed a remote control button and some slow, familiar rock and roll track started to play.  "Stand up, Kelly."  Kelly looked a little dazed, but she gathered herself and got up.  He grasped the bottom of her T shirt and started to pull it over her head.  Kelly raised her arms.  "Stand up straight, good posture."  Kelly snapped to attention.  "Shoulders back, tummy tuck . . . grasp your hands behind your back."  Bill reached behind her neck and untied the halter top of her bikini, then unfastened the clasp in back.  Her very round and perky A-cup titties were unveiled, the puffy aureoles and fully erect nipples also standing at attention.  Uncle Bill pinched both nipples lightly and tugged at them, then bent forward and licked and slobbered over both titties.  Kelly moaned.  For the first time, Uncle Bill's hand moved down to her cunt.  Firmly he rubbed her clit while continuing to suck on and nibble at her nipples.  Two fingers then slid down between her legs.  He cupped his palm over her clit, rubbed back and forth a few times, then probed his fingers farther, sliding between the crack of her butt cheeks.  

"OH! Uncle Bill! What are you doing? . . . Don't stop!"  He kissed and licked his way down her tummy, her belly button, continuing his insistent and firm rubbing of her clit and rude probing with his fingers.  Then he slid the bikini panties down to her knees, and started to devour her sacred, virgin cunt.  He thought to himself, she must be reading Cosmo, because her 14-year old mound was carefully trimmed.  Her pubic hair was blond, wispy, but trimmed into a neat little "V".  He remembered the days when only strippers pruned down there.  Since she had just been in the pool, the nether area didn't have a lot of flavor, but it was juicy before he started lapping at it like a little puppy.   Kelly put her hands on the back of his head to hold him there, and gasped in short startled breaths each time his tongue or lips or nose worked her clitoris.

Listening to her erotic pleasure gasps, Bill realized he was breaking his own rule.  Sex was about his pleasure, not hers.  He had been carried away with Kelly's unexplored 14-year old pussy - its virginity, which he was committed to respect; and the impression he could make on this young girl by giving her, what he was sure, would be her first orgasm.  He got control of himself, however, and slid back up, licking her belly button, suckling a nipple, then bringing his slobbery mouth to hers.  This time she darted her tongue deep in his mouth.

He cupped her face with his hands and pulled back.  Her face was flushed and her eyes closed, "Would you like to see Uncle Bill's big, hard cock?"  Her eyes opened . . . speechless she nodded her head rapidly.  "Get down on your knees, honey."  

The pretty blond teen knelt before him.  "Pull down my shorts, Kelly."  She grasped at the waistband and tugged down his swim trunks.  His cock sprang out, standing straight out, and banged her on the forehead.  Kelly was mesmerized, staring at his engorged penis.  "Uncle Bill!  IT'S SO BIG!"  

Bill Kennedy admired his erection, as it rested on his pretty niece's forehead.  He had a manly dick, not porno size, but a solid 7 inches . . . 8 inches on a good day, and this was a very good day . . . circumcised, quite straight when erect.  "Do you love your Uncle Bill, Kelly?"

"Yes . . . I really appreciate you teaching me these things."

If you love me then you will love my cock.  You have a job to do . . . make Uncle Bill's cock feel good."

"OK, Uncle Bill, but you'll have to teach me how."

"Do you love my cock, Kelly."  

"Yes, sir."

"Wrap one hand around it."  Her tiny hand tentatively grasped his swollen member.

"Do you remember how you stroked it before . . . through my shorts?"

"Yes."

"OK, do that some more."  His young niece began to slide her hand back and forth, pumping her uncle's dick.   

"If you love it, why don't you kiss it, honey."

"Would you like me to kiss your big cock, Uncle Bill?"  Bill tried to figure out if she was teasing him, or she really didn't know.

"Yes.  Kiss the very end of it."  Kelly puckered her lips and gave it a quick kiss.

"Not the way you kiss your mom, Kelly.  Do it the way we were kissing.  Lick your lips . . . that's right . . . bring some spit into your mouth and give it a big wet kiss, honey."

Kelly looked up, a little apprehensive, "You're not going to pee in my mouth are you, Uncle Bill?" 

Bill chuckled, "No, honey, I'm not going to pee in your mouth.  You didn't pee on my face when I was licking your pussy, did you.  Just give my big cock, which is aching for you, a big sloppy wet kiss, honey."  He filed the thought away, however.  He was surprised when she asked that, but realized how naïve she really was.  No, I won't pee in your mouth this time . . . maybe another time.

Kelly grasped his shaft and took a bit of the head between her lips.  Bill moaned, "That's a good girl, Kelly.  Use your tongue and lips.  I don't want to feel your teeth at all."  Kelly did what she was told, giving the cock head a wet tongue bath, but taking less than an inch into her mouth.  Bill let her keep that up for about 30 seconds, saying "Good girl" a couple of times.  Kelly came up for air looked up at her Uncle and said, "Am I doing it right, Uncle Bill?  Does it feel good for you?"

"That's fine, honey.  You're getting the hang of it.  I'll tell you, a big part of the fun for the guy is watching you do it.  I like to see my cock going in your pretty little mouth.  I want to see your pretty eyes, too, so look up at me while you do it.  Keep your hair pulled back so it doesn't block my view.  You look so pretty, but also so sexy with my cock in your mouth.  Sit your butt down on the back of your legs, so you can look up at me and I can get a better view, then love that cock some more like that."

Again, Kelly followed his instructions precisely, getting a little lower and looking up at him with her pretty green Irish eyes while she accepted his cock head between her lips.

"OK, honey, I want you to try to take more of the cock into your mouth, deeper.  I don't want to feel any teeth, so you will have to stretch your jaw real wide, and cover your teeth with your tongue and lips.  Then see how far in you can take it . . . Hahoh . . . that's right, but keep looking up at me . . . yessss . . . you asked me what sluts do?  That's what sluts do, and you are the cutest slut who's ever sucked my dick, little girl . . . keep that up, slut.  Take it all the way in, then let it slide out to the tip, then push down on it again . . . a little faster, Kelly. . . GOO-OOD GIRL."

Kelly was now pumping his dick with her mouth, taking in about 3 inches per stroke, her upper lip covering her teeth so Bill only felt her soft wetness.  

"Breathe through your nose . . . don't stop sucking you little slut . . . I'm going to help you now to see if you can get more of Uncle Bill's cock in your mouth."  Kelly's eyes really widened and she made a muffled sound of dissent. "I know you can do it, baby.  I know you take more cock."   

Bill put his hands on the sides of her head and started to pump just a little deeper, getting at least half of his dick in with each stroke, feeling her throat press against his cockhead when he pushed in deeper.  Kelly gagged and struggled to break free, but Uncle Bill was firm.  "Keep looking at me, Kelly."  She was almost bug-eyed now, and a tear was trickling down one cheek.  Bill stepped up the pace of his pumping, but didn't push quite so deep.  "You want to see how much Uncle Bill loves you, Kelly?  You want to see my come shoot out?"  Kelly tried to nod her head, but she was under his control, so he helped her, nodding her head up and down with her mouth stretched wide with cock.  "OK, baby, just another minute."  He kept up the quick pace of pumping her mouth, for what must have seemed forever to Kelly, but was about 20 pumps and less than a minute, then he pulled out his cock about an inch from her nose.  Kelly gasped for breath.  "Look at me, honey.  Look at Uncle Bill's cock.  It's going to come for you, cause you're so sexy."  He gave it about 3 strokes, and then a huge spurt of white goo hit Kelly right in the nose.  Kelly tried to pull away, startled, but Bill had a handful of hair and he held her face in place for the second spurt on her forehead with a stringer down on her eyelid, and then with a satisfied "NUNHH!" Bill shot one more squirt on her cheek.

Bill panted, "Kelly . . . Kelly . . . you are wonderful . . . . . I love your mouth.   I loved fucking it."

"Ewww," Kelly exclaimed.  "You squirted it right on my face."

"That's my sex love juice, honey.  If a guy squirts on your face, it's because he thinks your pretty."

"I don't know Uncle Bill," she squinted through one eye, the other plastered shut.  It's kinda yucky.  Can I wipe it off now?"

"I'll help you honey.  I want you to taste it."

"Do I have to?"

"Sluts clean up the mess they make, Kelly."  With that, Bill started to squeegee the come off her cheek with his thumb, squeezing it to her lips, "Open up that pretty mouth, Kelly."  She did, and he dribbled a thumbful of come into her mouth.  Next he worked on the mess all over her nose, scraping it toward her lips.  Kelly waited with her mouth open and her tongue hanging out.  "That's a good slut.  Boys are going to love that.  I love you.  It was really great to come like that."

Once her face was cleaned up, Uncle Bill sat down and beckoned Kelly to cuddle on his lap.  They French kissed a little more and Bill fondled her perfect, firm, freckled titties.  As they both calmed down, he explained a few more things she needed to know - the younger, more inexperienced guys in high school would probably come in her mouth, and he would show her what that was like if she came over tomorrow.  He explained the difference between a blow job, or "sucking cock" where the girl was pretty much in control, versus face-fucking, where the guy took over, like he had at the end.  Once again, the high school boys would probably be very happy with a standard blow job, but since Uncle Bill had had so many blow jobs, he usually didn't get excited enough to come until he got the chance to take over, and pump fast.  He told her it excited him a lot to make her gag a little.  She probably wouldn't have to do that with Mark - he'd probably come quickly after she took his cock in her mouth, but just in case he was more aggressive, Uncle Bill wanted Kelly to know what face-fucking was like.  And besides, Uncle Bill liked it a lot.  

He explained about how coming was what the guy wanted the most, and once he did, he would probably be all sweet and cuddly like they were being now, but when he was trying to come he would be much more insistent, maybe even a bit of an asshole, and not taking no for an answer.

Bill looked at his watch and knew Kelly would have to be getting home soon, so he wrapped up the lesson, "I think you need to practice one more time before you try these tricks out on Mark.  You have to get home now so your mom and dad can call you at home, and I need to rest up before we practice more.  Girls can do this over and over, but guys need a little rest after they come.  Can you come over again tomorrow to practice some more?"

Kelly thought about that for about 3 seconds, then said, "If you think I need more practice, I can come over tomorrow on my way to the library . . . about 1 pm, OK?"
"Perfect," Uncle Bill said.  "What will you be wearing?"

"I don't know.  What do you want me to wear?"

"It's not important.  Shorts and a Tee, or a little sundress."

"OK, Uncle Bill.  I'll be over here tomorrow about 1 . . . and looking as cute as I can."
