Pairing: Burt/Kurt; Carole/Kurt and probably Kurt/Blaine at some point

Rating: M, of course...

Disclaimer: Not at me...

Summary

One day, Kurt has told his father to educate himself. And he did...with pamphlets... But a few months later, as he had totally forgot about it, Burt takes the next step in his education...

The Burt Hummel Sex Education

Carole took his bottom lip between her teeth. Burt has pushed slick finger inside of her, moving around to let her adjust. She contracted her muscles, tensed around him. That was far from something fun. That felt uncomfortable, as an intrusion. She kept herself to make a discomfort face or noise, not wanting to let it get in their way. She was still hoping that it will feel nicer at some point. But even if she would have let herself go at her feelings, Burt would have probably never noticed it. He was staring in awe at her hole, watching how it sucked his finger up. He could barely wait to know how it will feel around him. After a while, just as she began to adjust to the feeling, Carole could feel a second finger pushing inside of her, and quickly scissoring her entrance to spread her hole. That was worse than the first one. She felt like if Burt wanted to rip her apart. She didn't had time to think much about it that a third one was pushing his way aside of the others. She tried very hard to not, but at that point, she couldn't help herself, and moaned painfully.

Burt's head snapped up. As their gaze met, she could catch the glimmer of concern in his. Her heart melted. It wasn't only concern, she realized, it was also love and desire. She shut her eyes tightly, swallowing hard to hold back the tears. It's only when she heard her husband voice that she opened them again.

-Is everything okay, baby? Did I hurt you?

She gave him a small smile, once again passing a gentle hand on his check.

-No, it's okay, she answered holding the shiver in her voice. Just keep going.

And to encourage him to do so, she began to move her hips, thrusting against his fingers. Burt took the clue, and began to move again, faster and rougher. But he didn't let her gaze go, asking her one more question.

-So, are-you ready now? Do you think you can take me?

The trill was very perceptible in his voice. And the sparkles in his eyes let thought to a child the morning of Christmas.

-Yes, she whispered uncertainly. Yes, I'm ready, Burt.

Burt smiled wildly to her, and retrieved his fingers from her hole. She held back a sigh of relief. She was still felt the sting in her ass but it was a lot easier to bear now that there was anything else to get it worse. She suddenly felt the warm of Burt body's as he lean over her, right between her spread legs. The chock made her hasp, but it was choked by her husband mouth. She let herself fall into the kiss, happy to finally feel something she loved. But it was too short. Burt broke the kiss, and hastily put one on the tip of her nose before burying his face deep in her neck. She barely felt him kissing her there, more aware of the sudden movement on her legs. He was raising them up, letting them rest on his shoulder. And the second after, he was right there.

The tip of his cock was pushing slightly at her entrance.

Carole felt her world falling apart.

It was worst than anything she had felt before. Worse than everything she had picture.

She was sure that she was bleeding. That something would have been tore in her at the end. She couldn't kept back the tears this time. No more than her voice.

A low cry, full of pain, escaped her lips at the same moment that Burt had buried all himself- deep to the ball- inside of her.

But she has never been heard.

Drunk by the new sensations, please by the tightness around him, Burt hadn't have much control of himself.

A groan of pleasure escaped his lips, keeping him from hearing the discomforting noises that his wife was making.

Incapable to breath normally, Carole was about to telling him to stop. As much as she wanted to please him, try new things, and let him get his fantasy, she couldn't take more of this. But something kept her to open her mouth. Three words that gone straight to her heart. That made things easier.

-I love you, Carole, whispered Burt in her ear as he started to move.