A New Life Together

"I can see it in your eyes." My mother said. "Something's wrong."

My mother had this uncanny way, of being able to see through any fasade, that I might show. "Mom, I don't know what to do." I joined my mother on her sofa. "I know Steve is more experienced...you know, when it comes to sex. I just don't know if I can satisfy him.

"JoLyn, you're a new bride. You're placing alot of pressure on yourself. So, start from the beginning and tell me what's bothering you. If I can, I'll help you."

"Well, Steve is asking me to do certain things. I know he's experienced these things with other women. And well, I'm not sure if I can compete."

"JoLyn. Honey, what you're talking about...well...it's not a competition. Before we go any further, tell me what Steve is asking you to do."

"Mom, it's too embarrassing to discuss."

"Nonsense. You're here because something is troubling you. I can't help you, if you don't open up to me. Now...what's bothering you?"

I had to sort through my thoughts. I sat back in the couch. I took a few long minutes to think of a way, whereas, I could explain myself to my mother, without causing me alot of embarrassment.

"You have to promise me. That whatever I say to you...it stays between you and I."

“JoLyn, anything you say to me, it will always stay close to my heart. Now, what is Steve asking you to do, that's making you feel uncomfortable? And before you say anything...please remember, I won't be offended by your language."

My emotions were running in circles. Finally, I just blurted it out. "Steve wants me to suck his penis. And he wants to lick my vagina. And...well, he wants to put his penis in my bottom." Just like that, a weight had been removed...the burden had been lifted; I was now close to tears.

My mother sat close to me and placed her arm around my shoulder. "JoLyn...honey, first of all, you shoul regard Steve's penis...as his cock." Hearing my mother use the word cock...well, it caused me to look into her eyes. "The only time I expect to hear the word vagina...is when I visit my doctor." She held the side of my face in her hand when she said. "It becomes a very erotic and sensual moment, when you lover refers to your vagina...as being his pussy...his cunt."

My mouth dropped to the floor. I couldn't believe my mother's language! "On Steve's behalf...what he's asking you to do...well, you should be willing to suck his cock. Equally, he should be able to lick your pussy. As for the other request. Are you telling me that Steve would like to fuck your ass?

All I could do, was nod my head.

"Are you offended by what Steve is asking you to do?"

"Mom, I don't know. I'm so confused. Before my wedding day, I read a few books on the subject of sex. The things he's asking me to do? I read about them...but, I didn't think he would ever ask me to do those things. Now, I'm afraid that I'll disappoint him."

"Are you saying...that you've never sucked a cock before?"

I could only nod my head.

“Long before your father passed away, I told him that we should have "the talk" with you. But, he never wanted to broach the subject. You know it as well as I do...your father was very conservative. Anyways, it's never to late to teach you, the things you need to know, in order to make your man happy."

"What do you mean, by saying, in order to make him happy?"

“Honey, just because your father and I led a rather conservative lifestyle...it didn't mean that we didn't enjoy sex."

And so, my mother and I settled back on the couch and to be perfectly hoenst with you, I couldn't believe where our conversation was leading us. "How often did you and dad have sex?" I asked.

"Again, your father and I loved sex. Four, maybe five times a week. We especially enjoyed the times when you would leave the house. Your father and I would literally run upstairs to our bedroom. There were alot of times, when we didn't use our bed."

"What...what do you mean? You didn't use a bed?"

"JoLyn, I can't count the number of times, your father fucked me, while I was bent over the arm of this sofa." As my mother spoke, she patted the arm of the sofa. "The same holds true for alot of the furniture in the house...to include, the dining room table. Even this coffee table" Sure, enough...my mother pointed to the coffee table. "Your father fucked me in every room...to include, your bedroom."

"My bedroom!!"

"JoLyn, don't take this the wrong way. But your father loved to fuck me in your bed."

“I can’t believe, that you're telling me this!”

"Well, it's time that you learned a few things. I feel like I'm partially at fault, for how you're feeling. I should have sat down with you...well, when you were in high school. After you left for college, your father became ill and well...I thought you had learned everything that you needed to know. When we heard about your engagement...I had to believe that you and Steve...well, you know...that you and he were fucking.

"Mom, we never had sex. You always told me that I should save myself for my honeymoon.

"Oh JoLyn, I feel like I've let you down. I'm so sorry.

“Don’t be sorry mom. I just need your help. I want to make Steve happy.”

"Ok. This is going to be seen, like a crash course in sex. From listening to you, it would seem as if you have alot to learn. Are you willing to do everything that I say?"

"Absolutely! I'll do whatever you tell me to do."

"Ok. You need to call Steve. In fact, we'll call him from my bedroom. I want you to tell him that you're going to spend the night with me. Say, that I'm sick and you're concerned about me. Keep it simple, so he doesn't get suspicious. You and I have alot to discuss."

There was a phone within my reach. But, my mother wanted me to use the telephone in her bedroom. I wondered why? But, I didn't ask. When my mother got up from the couch, I simply followed her upstairs to her bedroom. Once I walked into my mother's bedroom, I placed the call to Steve. My mother and Steve...what can I say, they really liked each other. As it turned out, Steve was only interested in my mother's well-being. He had no issues with me staying the night. I told him that I loved him and that I would see him the next day.

Turning my attention to my mother, I said. "Steve had no problems with me staying the night."

My mother was laying on her bed. She motioned for me to climb up onto her bed. In a matter of seconds, we laid back on the pillows and stared up at the ceiling. When she rolled her body to face me, I emulated her movements; I was now facing her.

"Let me get this straight. When you and Steve left for your honeymoon...you were a virgin?"

"Yes."

"You seem to think that Steve has alot of experience, when it comes to sex and sexual pleasure?"

"Well...he told me a few things about his sexual past. I mean, he didn't elaborate on everything...but, I know a few things."

"I want to know what those few things are. I need to know...in order to help you."

"Mom, Steve told me this in strict confidence."

"JoLyn, you need to tell me everything. Knowing Steve as I do, I don't think he'll become upset with you. In

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