“Mom! This is so embarrassing!” Charlotte pouted.
“You’re the one that chose bisexuality, Char,” his mother said, patient despite the very impatient looking erection now dangling heavy between her spread thighs as she sat bottomless on the kitchen counter.
“Yeah I know but…. you?” she said unable to tear her eyes fully from her mother’s arousal. Her mother wasn’t particularly well endowed at what had been measured at 6.5 inches but to Charlotte it looked as menacing as a rearing snake, with a bead of precum at the tip of her tightly puckered foreskin like venom.
“You gotta learn somewhere, honey,” she said,”I did. Your sister did. Now you need to.”
“I guess…… but…..” Charlotte gulped.
“But nothing, honey. You need to learn how to satisfy a cock in ways that can’t potentially give me an unexpected grandchild.” Mom said.
“But I’m not even fertile yet!” Charlotte protested.
“If that’s your way of offering me your virginity then I’ll gladly accept, dear.” she said in a very sweet, motherly tone,”But you need to learn somewhere and if it’s not from me then it might be Becky, who I know is a lot less patient than me.”
“I’ll learn it from a girlfriend or boyfriend like a normal person, Mom!”
“Honey….”