...o jerk slightly. “What is it?”
“Can you…I mean…Brad and I have…can you teach me…um…that is, um…” Violet trailed off, covering her vagina and doing her best to hide her blossoming tits.
“Have you and Brad been having sex?” It was hard for Violet to read her expression, but she didn’t seem stern, so Violet nodded yes.
“Okay. How many times?”
“Um…four. Maybe…maybe five.”
“How many positions do you know?” Her mother seemed more interested in ensuring she was having fun sex than safe sex.
“Only one before, um, before that last fifteen minutes.” Helen seemed to think that was funny.
“Well, no daughter of mine is going to disappoint her boyfriend in bed. Back in my day, I was a sexual tiger. Hell, I’ve still got it.” She retracted her arms, and Bob made no attempt to cover himself back up.
“Ever had sex with a girl?” Helen asked.
“Um…n-no.” Violet admitted. “I thought only l-l-lesbians did that.”
“Well, that’s just a myth. Sucking the occasional cunt just helps out in an orgy. Less work for the boys, you know?” Violet nodded, but Helen knew she had always been more of a visual learner. She walked back to the couch, sitting down next to Bob. His penis perked up as Violet rose to her feet, walking slowly towards them, apprehensively. After all, they were her ...