See a message from your aunt (-lite thread)

Tia didn't bother to leave a voice mail or a text, so you figure it couldn't be anything too important, but looking through your messages, you do see a text from your Aunt Becky. Your Aunt Becky was married to your mom's brother, Uncle Jim, but Uncle Jim tragically died several years ago while out for a run, an unknown heart defect the cause of his early passing. The two of them never had kids and Aunt Becky's family all live far away, but she's remained close with your family and you try to get over to her place from time to time to help out around the house and take care of some of the little things that are always tough to find people to hire to do. You had talked to her earlier in the week about possibly swinging by today if she needed help with anything, and opening the message, you see she does have a few things for you to do. You send a reply letting her know you can be there in an hour before climbing out of bed to get yourself ready.

You're glad that you can still get together with your aunt from time to time, as the two of you usually end up sharing stories about your uncle and you find that it makes it feel like he's still around. His passing initially hit you very hard. Uncle Jim was the "fun uncle", a few years younger than your mom, he used to bring you to different sporting events when you were just a kid, invite just you up to his lake house for a weekend, was the one who first let you have sips of his beers when you became a teenager, then began slipping you full beers when you turned 18. He'd justify with "You're old enough to vote, old enough to smoke, and old enough to die for this country. I think you're old enough to have a beer or two with your uncle." he'd say before following up with "Just don't let your mom see. She'll kick my ass."

He also took it upon himself to give you advice on girls, even if he had a tendency to get a little inappropriate at times. One such time that you'll never forget was when the two of you were tailgating before a college football game. You were only 15 at the time, but that was old enough to appreciate the amount of ass on display that day. "Did you just see that girl?" he asked you, nudging your shoulder and referring to a college girl who just walked by you.

You knew who he was talking about, as your hormones were out of control at that time and you were constantly checking out anyone of the opposite sex. The girl that had walked by was wearing baggy, plaid, pajama pants, a grey tank top, and had her hair up in a messy bun. She was a little on the chunky side, and not exactly hot, maybe a 5, so you had already moved on to the next girl walking towards you. "Yeah, she was alright," you remember responding "but what about this chick walking towards us?"

That was when Uncle Jim stood up, placed his hands on your shoulders, looked you in the eyes, and offered some of what he called his "life lessons". "Listen David I tell you these things because I don't have any kids of my own and I've got a shit-ton of valuable experience that I want to pass on to you."

Uncle Jim's "valuable experience", especially if he'd had a couple drinks, more often than not consisted of advice on women, but as a horny teenager, that's all you really cared about anyway. He immediately had your full attention.

"Don't just dismiss those girls. She might not be as hot, might have a few extra pounds that she's carrying around, and might not get all dressed up just to go to a game, but a girl like that also doesn't have all the guys falling all over her, so when she gets one, she works a little harder. I bet a girl like that would lets guys do whatever they want to her, fuck her in any hole, spray their cum all over her, I bet she would even toss your salad if you asked her to."

Back then, you weren't exactly sure what "tossing your salad" meant, but Uncle Jim sure seemed to like the idea, so you made a mental note to yourself to check it out on-line as soon as you got the chance. That ended up being as soon as you got home after the game, right after you spanked one out while you thought about "fucking her in any hole" and then "spraying cum all over her" of course. Uncle Jim seemed to be a little more fired up than usual today and you were anxious to see where he would take this. Leaning in closer, you listened intently, a sponge ready to soak up all his knowledge.

"So if I should go after uglier chicks, why'd you end up marrying Aunt Becky? She's pretty hot, isn't she?" you remembered asking him.

"Yeah she is." he agreed with you before continuing. "Now, I don't want you to get what I'm saying wrong. What I'm saying is, if you get the chance to fuck a girl, you take it. Don't worry about how hot they are right now. Now is the time to get with as many chicks as possible and figure out what kind of kinky things you're in to! When I was your age, I didn't have the internet to show me all the weird shit that people do. It wasn't until I was out of college before I started learning some of that, but looking back, I realize high school and college is the exact time you should be experimenting with that stuff! I don't want to see you miss out on the opportunity that I did! After you figure all that shit out, that's when you can start to get pickier and look for a girl that's hot and shares the same fetishes as you. If your aunt wasn't so freaky in bed, I wouldn't have married her, but man, the things she can do with her tongue..." he trailed off as he realized that he was saying this stuff to his 15 year old nephew, then continued. "I probably shouldn't be telling you things like that about her, but oh well. I think you get my point."

Looking back, that conversation is what first prompted you to expand your porn searches and you spent quite a few late nights exploring the many forms of debauchery that were out there. You found yourself being drawn more often to the straight, one male-one female videos, but also spent a decent amount of time jerking off to lesbian action, threesomes, MILFs, anal play, squirters, bukkake, fisting, and cosplay videos. As you made your way through high school, you heeded Uncle Jim's sage advise and experimented with as many girls as you could. You found some of them were a little more adventurous and willing to try different things, but for the most part, that just consisted of trying different positions. You honestly didn't mind all that much, because as long as you got to cum, you were happy. By the end of your senior year of high school, you had turned 18, sowed plenty of your wild oats, and were anxious to head to college in the fall to see what the college girls had to offer.

You snap your mind back to the present day with a shake of your head and smile at the memory of your uncle. Looking up to the heavens, you say "Best advice ever Uncle Jim. Miss you." before grabbing your keys off the hook and heading out the door.