Sandy Bennett - Jackie_s family lessons!

The wedding would be held at a nearby church and the reception would take place in our home. Dad had taken off a few days from work and Mum had postponed all her engagements until I had been properly dispatched. Tim hung around, too, but he wasn't being very constructive. He wanted me again, I could tell that from the surly way he eyed me. Veronica's parents dropped in early that day. Uncle Marvin and Aunt Rona were tanned from their vacation and I couldn't help but notice that Marvin was more handsome than ever. Veronica had received his looks, the same lynx-eyed, high-cheekboned appearance, the same blond hair, and both were lithe and strong. Rona was better represented in Ned for some reason.

"Two more days, huh?" said Marvin with a wink. "Then you'll know all the joys of wedlock."

"She won't know them all," his wife protested. "It takes years to discover them all."

"Sex is the only real joy in marriage and that comes on the first nigh," he said. "The rest is repetition. Not that I'm knocking repetition… but you have to draw the line where joy begins and just ordinary everyday pleasure ends, if you know what I mean." I didn't and never had known what Uncle Marvin meant but I liked him immensely just the same. We had always been close, he and I; he liked to buy me treats and to talk with me. Talk at me, actually. Marvin liked to bounce his ideas off other people.

"You're a fool, Marvin," said his wife without rancor. She joined my mother in the kitchen and left me and my uncle alone.

"You see? Familiarity breeds contempt. My fault, of course, showed myself to be vulnerable; offered one finger, she took the whole foot, it's typical. Women are essentially cruel and rightfully so. But tell me, how do you feel about this fellow, what's his name, Frank?"

"Right now I can't tell you," I said. "Everything seems upside down."

"That's a good sign, serious doubt implies serious feelings. If you'd mouthed the usual cliches I would have known it was just another farce but you may very well love him." Having spoken, my uncle got up and left the house. I looked after him in bewilderment. His words made sense but he didn't. Something in his attitude toward me had changed, a very subtle adjustment that took me from being a girl to a woman in his eyes.

For the rest of the day people came in and out of the house for one reason or another, and I was the unwilling focus of their attention. Uncle Eddie dropped by but he avoided me. He and my father talked for a while about the wedding arrangements, and while they did I sat back and relished the idea that I had made love with both brothers.

Late in the afternoon my mother's brother, Al, and his wife Dora arrived to spend a few days with us. I hadn't seen Uncle Al in years and so I was surprised by the enthusiasm of his embrace. "My baby, look at you!" he exclaimed, holding me back from him so his eyes could run the length and breadth of me. "My goodness, what a few years can do. That's one hell of a beautiful daughter you got yourself, Sis!" My mother agreed modestly. "Yes sir! That bridegroom is a lucky son of a gun!"

"Thank you, Uncle," I said.

"Call me Al. You're too old for that uncle nonsense. Isn't she a gem, Dora? Look at her. That lucky son of a gun!" His wife seemed quite as enthusiastic as her husband, which surprised me. Pretty soon they had me feeling like an exhibit, the way they stared at me. "Well, let's have a drink together," he said to the family at large. "It's party time!"

He supplied the charge that had been wanting all this time. In a moment the whole tribe had been galvanized into action, clearing up the lists, clothes, and other papers to make room for guests and drinks. The sun was just setting and the smell of food suffused the whole house as my mother and Dora cooked rows of hamburgers and prepared the trimmings. Since it was my wedding I was exempted from the housework, to sit with the guests and take part in the drinking and talking. Tim was there with Dad, Marvin and Rona, Al and Dora, Veronica, Ned, and Uncle Eddie came in a little later. What a good-looking family I had, I thought as I looked around at their faces. They were evenly divided into light and dark, my father's side being dark, my mother's the blond, all were in good shape, and as my gaze roamed about I realized there wasn't one person there with whom I wouldn't love to go to bed. As it turned out, that was just as well.

"Hey, Jackie, come over here and sit on your uncle's lap one more time!" Al called out in the middle of the festivities. "Another day and a half and you'll own a monopoly on a lap and it'll own you, but until then you can come and go as you please, right?"

"Right," I laughed. The drinks were starting to get to me and as always the first part of my anatomy to feel the effect was my pussy. I didn't understand why it should be the first to start feeling good, but that's the way it happened. The next part would be my head. Already I was feeling a little giddy and light up there but it was my pussy that dominated the action. It throbbed darkly, casting about for stimuli, and when Uncle Al invited me to sit on his lap I jumped at the chance. Everyone cheered as I got on top of him and reclined in his arms, but then the event was over and the conversation raced on. I didn't know what they were talking about but it obviously interested them. I sipped at my drink and sat back against my uncle.

He was a handsome devil. For as long as I could remember he'd provided the family with gossip. He had traveled widely, knocked about with a lot of women, and his taste (so I'd heard) ran to the bizarre. I was dying to find out what that meant. When he had married a few years ago rumors sprang up about his wife, Dora. She wasn't kosher, as Eddie put it, but why, why, why? No one told me the details and looking at her gave me no clues. She was a small redhead, busty, with a pert ass, flashing green eyes, and full, red lips, a small sex bomb in other words. But what was wrong with that?

Someone gave me another drink. The family was deeply involved in the discussion now and I got the idea it was politics that occupied them so. Only two of us were not absorbed by the issues. One was me, the other was Al. Something was growing under my ass, something long and hard, and when I turned around to look him in the eye he winked lasciviously. I wriggled around a little as if to get comfortable, but he knew what I meant. His wife was talking along with the others and we were in effect isolated in an oasis of silence. His cock throbbed under me ominously, a time bomb set to go off at any time. And while his hands rested on innocuous parts of my body, the fact was that they were touching me and exciting me! He reached for his drink, took a sip, put it down, and then his hand disappeared. A moment later I felt something caress my ass!

I couldn't believe he would try to touch me up in the middle of a family reunion, and yet his hand moved boldly over my ass and tugged at my dress from behind to get it out of the way. I wanted to stop him but the drinks had gone to my head by this time… or to my pussy; either one could have made me sit back and enjoy it. He succeeded in working my dress up to around my waist while keeping it decently covering my thighs in front, and now his hand moved to the waistband of my panties. My excitement increased with every second. How did he dare? And how did I dare? It was too thrilling for words.

He got his hand on my naked ass and I thought he'd be content with that. But no, he kept looking for more charges. He covered my ass with small squeezes, always working downward in the direction of my pussy. That was too much to hope for. I was getting wet and very, very horny at the idea, though. To help him I slung my legs over the side of his chair and faced the company so they would think I was listening to them. Now he could get to my cunt without any trouble at all, and he wasted no time. A solitary finger caressed my pussy lips over and over, stirring me up so much that I wanted to scream just to relieve my sexual tension. And when that finger found my cunt hole and eased up it I had to grit my teeth to keep from giving the game away.