Date: Fri, 27 Jun 2014 12:25:12 -0700 From: Jan None Subject: Mother and Auntie (lesbian/Incest, oral, anal, g/FF Warning: Adult Youth, oral, anal, g/FF This story is a work of fiction and contains descriptions of explicit sexual acts between a young girl and older women. If this type of content offends you or you are under the age of 18 do not read it. Author's Note: This story is the property of the author. It can be downloaded for personal reading, pleasure, or sending to a friend, but if you wish to re-post them on your own site, please contact the author for permission. Copyright 2013 Jan, All rights reserved Please mail to janmay696@yahoo.com if you have any suggestions for future stories. Mother and Auntie By Jan My mother divorced my drunken father by the time I started school. We were reduced to living in a cheap one bedroom apartment. I loved to share the full sized bed with her. I thought Mother was the most beautiful woman in the world. She had long, flowing, very fine, light brown hair with blonde highlights. Her eyes are a grayish light blue that sparkled. To me her figure was perfect. She was five-foot four, 120 pounds, 38DD-24-38 measurements, with long graceful legs. She drew admiring stares from both men and women everywhere she went. The only times I had to sleep on the couch was when her best friend would spend the night. I have to admit that I was jealous, because I resented having to give up my place next to Mom's warm body. Her best friend was named Carol, and I was encouraged to call her Auntie Carol. She was as pretty as my mother. She was even a little taller than my mother, and had the figure of a professional model. She was very slender, and had small breasts. It was hard to tell if there was a difference in her measurements. She looked like she was all legs. The most striking feature about her was her hair and eyes. Her hair was like black satin the way it shined, and her blue eyes looked like deep pools of water. I have to admit that her face was so pretty anyone would love to kiss her. As a child I never suspected that when Auntie Carol spent the night that they were doing anything other than sleeping. It took several years before I began to suspect that they were more than friends. The apartment building had a small swimming pool that wasn't heated most of the time. The children in the apartment didn't use the pool all that much. Most of the children preferred the larger pool across the street in a community park. The park had for the boys had a basketball court, baseball diamond and football field. The girls preferred the tether ball, handball courts, or the tennis courts. When I was young I liked the tetherball, but as I matured I started playing tennis. The older girls' at the park favorite subject was sex. I didn't understand what they were talking about for the most part, so I kept quiet most of the time. I learned a lot listening to their conversations. Most of them were boy crazy, and discussed the relative merits of various boys. The way they described sex sounded gross to me. They talked about the way they smelled and how much they sweated while fucking them. They talked about how their cocks tasted, and what their cum tasted like. That sounded nasty to me. There were some other girls that didn't engage in discussions about boys. I gravitated to their company. They were less preoccupied with clothes, and sex with boys. I befriended one older girl that was a great tennis player. She was an athletic girl named Vickie, and was 15 years old. I told her that my name was Linda. She allowed me to play tennis with her when we played doubles, and coached me to kale me a better player. I was flattered that a good player her age would befriend a 10-year-old like me. Vicky invited me to go home with her one afternoon. I was thrilled to see what her home would look like. She lived in an apartment building very much like mine. Her mother worked too, so she was a latch key child too. Her apartment was a two bedroom, so she had a room to herself. I was fascinated by all of the posters of world famous female tennis players on her walls. She had me demonstrate my forehand and backhand swing. Then she placed her hand on my arms, legs and body to position my body to take advantage of my weight to put more power into my swing. I was so innocent that I didn't suspect any ulterior motive. Her hands began to stroke my body while she talked to me about my swing. I didn't mind her touching my body, but it shocked me when she kissed me on the lips. I froze, unable to understand why she would do that. My lack of resistance encouraged her, she pressed her lips against mine even harder, and her hand gripped my butt, as she pressed my body against hers. I opened my mouth to ask why, and her tongue entered my mouth, as she felt my tongue and inside of my mouth with her tongue. I have to admit that it felt thrilling to be kissed like that. She used her left hand to cling to my butt, while her right hand felt my chest, and the front of my body. I almost peed when her hand slipped inside my tennis shorts. Her fingers slipped down my smooth flesh of my vulva until a finger found my wet crack. Her stimulation of my little clitoris took my breath away. She played with my pussy for a long time, and it felt wonderful. I didn't have an orgasm the first time. Vicky didn't do anything more to me that day, it even embarrassed me to see her smelling her fingers after she withdrew her hand. She walked me to the door and kissed me one more time before sending me home. I went home and thought than what it had felt like. I had enjoyed what she had done to me. The question was should I allow her to do that to me again. On one hand it had seemed nasty, but on the other hand it had felt so fucking good. That night when Mother got home, and it was bedtime, it felt strange lying there in bed next to her. For the first time in my life I noticed the smell of my mother's pussy filling my nose from under the warm covers. I had a strange desire to do to my mother what Vicky had done to me. The next day after school I went home, changed into my tennis shorts quickly, and rushed across the street to the tennis courts. Vicky was all smiles as she watched me approaching. We played tennis for about an hour. She played a hard game, forcing me to run around the court until sweat was soaking my clothes. I was even working up a blister on my right foot, because I used my right foot to stop quickly the most. When she felt I had enough, she suggested we give the court to a couple of girls waiting their turn. She gathered up our balls and towels as she escorted me to her apartment. She suggested that we take a shower. We shed our sweaty clothes, and she led me by the hand to the small bathroom. She adjusted the temperature of the water before she pulled me under the spray. She soaped up my body and hers. Her breasts were nowhere as large as my mother's, but they were nicely shaped. She encouraged me to feel them. I envied her breasts, and felt envious of her pussy hair. She didn't seem to mind that my breast were no more than bumps on my chest. She even sucked on my nipples. That encouraged me to suck her nipples too. When she stuck her finger into my hairless pussy she discovered that I was a virgin. When she pressed her finger against my hymen it hurt me, and I recoiled and whined. She withdrew her finger, and kissed me on the mouth. She toyed with my clit until I felt that pleasant feeling again. I was fascinated with that dark patch of coarse hair between her legs. I placed my hand on that mat of hair, and rubbed it. My finger found her opening, and when I stuck my finger into her pussy I didn't find anything preventing me from shoving my finger deep into her pussy. Our skin was starting to prune up, before she pulled me out of the shower and dried me off. She led me to her room, where she placed me on her bed, and kissed my pussy for the first time. I endured the maddening feeling as long as I could before I pushed her head away. Vickie sat on her bed with her back against the headboard, with her legs spread and knees bent. It was an open invitation for me to explore her pussy. I lay on the bed between her legs, and spread her hairy pussy open. It was the first time in my life to see what a pussy looked like. I would have thought the smell of a pussy would have been repulsive to me, but I found it exciting to smell her pussy, and it reminded me of the smell of my mother's pussy. I dove in, and sucked her pussy like she had done to me, and she clung to my head with both hands, until she let out a moan that filled my ears. When she recovered she kissed me for a long time. She talked to me about how much she loved me, before I had to get dressed to go home. A new world had been opened to me. I thought about nothing else. The next evening when Carol came to spend the evening with Mother and me, I felt a pang of jealousy because she was going to sleep with Mother. I had a hard time restraining my resentment. When bedtime arrived I struggled to sleep. The couch was not all that comfortable, besides I resented Carol getting to sleep with Mother. Sleep would not come. I tossed and turned, I even played with my pussy until I was tired. Just the same, sleep would not come. Then I heard a noise like Mother was in pain, so I bounded out of bed and sprinted the few steps to the bedroom door. When I opened the door I witnessed the two women naked on top of the bed. Mother was sitting up with her back against the headboard, like the Vicky had done, her legs spread and knees bent. Carol was on her knees between mother's legs, like I had been between the Vicky's legs. She was obviously sucking Mother's pussy. All I could see was her wide butt. Her asshole and pussy were facing me. Her pussy didn't have any hair on it. My entrance disturbed them, and they both turned in my direction. They were both shocked to see me standing in the doorway in my pajamas. I was standing there transfixed by the sight before my eyes. I had never even imagined my mother engaged in a sexual act. My mind told me that she had to have had sex with my father to produce me, but on an emotional level I couldn't picture it. Now I was faced with the fact that she was having sex with her best friend, like Vicky had taught me. I wanted to flee the sight of my mother's and Carol's naked bodies, but I was unable to move. Mother demanded, "Linda Ann, get out of my bedroom!" (Mother only addressed me with my middle name when I had done something wrong. Only this time she was the one doing something nasty.) Auntie Carol told my mother, "Calm down, Linda had to find out about us sooner or later!" Mother sputtered, because she couldn't find the words to express herself. She started crying, and pleading, "I never wanted Linda to find out about us this way." Carol said, "Now she knows, so what are we going to do about it?" Mother looked back and forth between me and Carol, "Linda Ann, you can't tell anyone about what you just saw!" Carol was more pragmatic, "She knows now, so why not let her decide if she can handle the knowledge that you and I are lovers?" Mother pushed Carol away and reached for a dressing gown, as she swung her legs off of the bed. She put it on as she approached me. She led me out of the room and back to the couch. She sat me down on top of my bedding and joined me. She wrapped her arm around my shoulders, as she tried to explain her relationship with Auntie Carol. I don't remember everything she was telling me, because it was difficult to concentrate with her sitting so close, and smelling of Carol's perfume. All I remember was that she was very concerned that I couldn't understand her love for Auntie Carol, and would tell someone about what I had seen. When she finished talking she kissed me, and I could smell and taste Auntie Carol's pussy juice all over her face. The strangest thing was as she returned to her bedroom I felt my pussy tingle. I hardly slept that night. I tossed and turned all night, and I strained to understand the muffled conversation going on between them through the closed door. I struggled with my own feelings about what I had witnessed, because I had done the same thing to Vicky. What would Mother say or do if she knew that I had eaten pussy too? I witnessed the sunlight brighten up the living room through the drapes, and heard the noise of them getting up. Auntie Carol used the bathroom first, because she had to go home to change clothes for work. Mother followed and was reluctant to kiss Auntie Carol at the door, but Carol insisted on kissing Mother. It was obvious that Mother was very embarrassed. After Carol was gone, Mother set about preparing breakfast for the two of us. As soon as the dishes were cleaned and put away, she had to get ready for work. I also had to take a quick shower and get ready for school. Mother drove me to school on her way to work. I was distracted all day. I couldn't help drifting off in my mind whenever I got bored during classes. Time seemed to drag all day, but eventually the last class ended, and I headed home. I planned on going home and changing into my tennis clothes, because I wanted to talk to Vicky about what I had found out about Mother and her best friend. I was just heading for the door when there was a knock on the door. I was a little shocked to see Auntie Carol standing there. She was dressed in a business suit, like she had left work early. She asked, "May I come in?" I stepped back and allowed her to enter. She headed directly to the couch that had served as my bed the night before, and sat down on it as she patted the cushion next to her as an invitation for me to be seated. I sat down next to her and placed my tennis racket on the floor at my feet. She placed her hand on my bare knee, and said, "I think that we should have a talk about what you found out about your mother and me last night! Your mother doesn't love you any less, or for that matter, neither do I. Your mother and I have loved each other since we were your age. She wanted to get married and have a child, so she tried to be straight, but your father couldn't stop drinking. After he left, your mother and I renewed our relationship. She has struggled for years about the day you would find out about our true relationship. Now that you know, can you accept me as your mother's lover?" What stuck in my mind was that they had been lovers since they were my age. "Did you and Mother really fall in love when you were my age?" Carol smiled, "Yes, we were having a sleepover when we were ten, and we were talking about sex. We had seen a couple of older girls hugging and kissing in the park. They had thought they were hidden behind some trees, but we had been in the trees overlooking them. That night we started kissing and feeling each other under the covers. We found that we liked doing it. When we were older we were disappointed with boys, and preferred each other." I asked, "So you and Mother were having sex with each other up until she got married, and renewed the relationship after she divorced my father?" Carol smiled and said, "Yes, but occasionally we did get together for a weekend now and then." She chuckled at that statement. Then she asked, "Have you ever had an occasion to play any sexual games with any of your young friends?" I'm sure she saw me blush, when I thought about what Vicky and I had done. Auntie Carol smiled, "Tell me about what you just thought of at that moment?" I had a hard time bringing myself to discuss how I had met Vicky and what took place between us. It took a little encouragement on Carol's part to get me to tell her about how Vicky and I met, and how she had introduced me to sex. Carol listened to my tale very carefully, but when I described how we had sucked each other's pussies she started rubbing my thigh. I started feeling that tingle in the depths of my pussy. I looked at Aunt Carol's face, and she was obviously turned on. We were leaning towards each other, and before I even thought about it, our lips met. Carol placed her hand on the back of my neck and reached across her body with her left hand to place it on the inside of my thigh. She moved her hand up my thigh. I felt the muscles in my thigh tremble as her hand approached my crotch. My tennis outfit consists of thin rayon panties, white polo shirt, matching white tennis shorts with loose fitting legs, sports socks and Nike tennis shoes. I had also pulled back my hair and put it in a ponytail, to keep my hair out of my face. When her hand reached my crotch she found it easy to get her hand under the leg of my shorts. She just rubbed my crotch until I responded by moaning. She shut me up by kissing me, and sticking her tongue into my mouth. Before I knew what I was doing I was returning her kiss. Even thought she was a slender woman with small breasts, they were more a lot more than I had. I slipped my left hand into her jacket and felt her right breast. She was wearing a satin blouse and a thin nylon bra. I could feel her nipple through the material. Feeling her breasts excited me, and my pulse increased. Aunt Carol gave pulled her hand out of the leg of my shorts, and unfastened the waistband of my shorts. As soon as she got the zipper down she stuffed her hand inside my shorts and under the waistband of my panties. She sought out my pussy and stimulated my clit until I was moaning in her mouth. After I experienced my first true orgasm I couldn't get Auntie Carol out of her clothes fast enough. Carol helped me take her jacket off, and we both unbuttoned her blouse. As she finished pulling her arms out of the blouse, I started unfastening her skirt. When I got it unfastened we both stood up and we pulled down each other's skirt and tennis shorts. She pulled my polo shirt over my head, and I reached around her back to unfasten her little nylon bra. I was fascinated to see her standing there in little nylon thong panties. The nylon hardly obscured my view of her vulva. I thought she was shaved clean, but she admitted that she had endured electrolysis to remove all of her pubic hair. I had not noticed that her underarms were minus pubic hair until she showed me her underarms. I was fascinated to find out what it felt like, and why she had endured the treatments. Auntie Carol told me, "I hated shaving and the stubble when the hairs grew back!" She chuckled, "your mother has always appreciated not getting the occasional pubic hair caught between her teeth or stuck on the back of her tongue." While she was telling me that, she was pulling down my own rayon panties. When they fell to the floor I had to bend down to free my tennis shoes from them as I stepped out of them. While I was bent over I untied my tennis shoes and removed them along with my socks. While I was bent over Carol placed her hand on my butt and stroked my ass. Carol admired my pre-pubescent figure. She even assured me, "You are going to have a beautiful figure like your mother!" I on the other hand thought she looked sexier with the self-supporting nylons and her 3-inch high heeled pumps. There was something so erotic about the dark laced butterflies worked into the tops of her nylons pulled right up to her crotch. They were only separated by her swollen camel's-toe, and the rubbery looking labia minor dangling beyond her labia major. I paused while admiring her figure. Auntie Carol broke my stupor by forcing me to sit back down on the couch. She held my shoulders and bent over to kiss me very passionately, before she knelt before me. She placed her hands on my knees and spread my legs. She blew air on my pussy before she pressed her mouth against my pussy. She was definitely good at eating pussy. I was quickly responding to everything she was doing with her tongue and lips. She had already induced my first orgasm, so it didn't take long before she induced multiple orgasms in me. Every muscle in my body was responding like an electrical shock. Carol sat back and watched me slowly calm down. When I settled down Auntie Carol stood up and bent over to kiss me on the mouth again. I tasted and smelled my own pussy juice all over her face, and it excited me beyond belief. Carol didn't resist me when I placed my hands on her shoulders, and applied pressure to guide her to sit down. It was my turn to demonstrate my ability to please her with my mouth. I was fascinated with her breasts. They were probably a 35-B cup, but nature has bestowed her with areolas that made her tits look like pears, and her nipples were the stems. Her nipples were rather big. I used my fingers to play with one nipple while I sucked on the other one. When I sat back to look at her before going down on her I admired her almost flawless skin. The only scar on her body was an appendix scar near her right hip. Between her sucking me off and my sucking her tits, her labia opened and her clitoris was protruding, like a little male sex organ. Now it was my turn to spread her legs to get access to her pussy. The smell of her pussy was as stimulating as that of Vicky's, only her clit was much bigger. I set about sucking on her clit like it was a dick, at the same time I stuck two fingers deep into her pussy. My efforts were rewarded by Carol slapping my ears with her thighs. When she finished cumming we clung to each other, while we discussed how much we had enjoyed making love to each other. The sun was starting to set, and the room was growing darker, and we knew Mother would be coming home soon. We agreed it would be better to greet her fully clothed, before we told her about what we had done. We even started dinner before mother arrived. At least the apartment smelled like roast, instead of wet pussy. When mother got home we encouraged her to change for dinner. She changed from her work clothes to a comfortable summer dress with open toed flats. It was an enjoyable meal, but Mother was suspicious of our motives, but she was pleased that I was getting along with Auntie Carol after the shock of the other evening. The dinner conversation was mostly about what had transpired during their days at work. Everyone was reluctant to discuss the pregnant elephant in the room, and no one wanted to bring up the subject first. Time seemed to stand still, but eventually we had to get ready for bed. Mother and Auntie Carol took turns using the bathroom before retreating to the bedroom to change for bed. I took my time bathing and brushing my teeth. When I had stalled long enough I put on my pajama top, without putting on the bottoms. I took a deep breath and opened the bedroom door and entered. Mother sat up in bed, because she was stunned to see me standing there bare legged and pussy visible. She forgot that she was naked, and I couldn't help but admire her magnificent breasts. When she realized what I was staring at she covered her breasts with her right forearm. She looked at Auntie Carol and asked, "What is going on?" Carol chuckled, "Your baby is not as innocent as you thought!" Mother was confused by her statement. When she looked back at me, I pulled my pajama top over my head revealing all of my naked glory. Carol motioned for me to join them on the bed, as she tossed back the covers. I ran and dove over Mother's legs as I got between the two of them. I flung my arms around mother's body and kissed her. I had always wondered what her tits would taste like. I had no memory of having her wet nursing me. I placed a hand on one of her breasts and took the other nipple into my mouth. While I was sucking on her tit, Carol was kissing my butt. Carol spread my cheeks and licked my crack. It was thrilling to have her sticking her tongue in my asshole. I had an orgasm without even touching my pussy. Carol announced, "Honey, your daughter is technically still a virgin, so I think you should be the first one to fuck her!" With that she reached for the bedside table drawer and produced a strap-on dildo. She even helped Mother to put it on. I was frightened by the size of it. The thing had to be almost a foot long, and almost as big around as my wrist. When the two of them got the thing strapped onto her body it stood out in front of her body like a weapon. I couldn't believe that Mother was actually planning on sticking that thing into my pussy. They placed me on my back and Carol moved around so that the back of my head was resting on her pussy, and her legs were on either side of my body. Mother knelt between my legs, and used her hand to rub the head of her dildo up and down the valley of my pussy. She used some lubricant to make her dildo slippery before she stuck her slippery fingers into my pussy. Carol placed her hands on my little budding breasts, as mother put the head of the dildo against and put her weight behind it. When the head started to stretch my hymen it created a stabbing pain down there. Then there was a popping sensation as her dildo went into my pussy all of the way. When Mother started humping me the pain subsided, and it was replaced with the same kind of feeling I got while Carol and Vicky were eating my pussy. It took a while before I had my first orgasm as a result of intercourse. When mother pulled the dildo out of my pussy, she bent down and ate my pussy. My pussy was sore enough that I didn't want to touch it, but I did eat Mother's and Auntie Carol's pussies for them. The three of us slept together after that. I even got to fuck both of them too. After school on the fourth day I joined Vicky on the tennis court for an hour before we would surrender the court to another couple, as we left I invited Vicky to come home with me. I told her that my mother had prevented me from seeing her for a few days. I didn't want to tell her the real reason I hadn't visited her. When we arrived at my place Mother and Auntie Carol were there. Vicky was surprised and nervous about meeting my family. She didn't know what to say. Carol was the one that brought up the subject, "Vicky, Linda told me about how you not only have been coaching her how to play tennis, but also teaching her about sex." Vicky was about to panic, before I placed my hand on her thigh. Auntie Carol sat down on the other side of her, and started stroking her arm with her fingers. I used my hand to turn her head towards me, and kissed her on the mouth. It shocked Vicky that I kissed her in front of an adult woman she didn't know. While she was frozen, I placed my hand on one of her breasts, and gave it a firm squeeze. Vicky tried to resist, but she was being held captive by Carol and me. While I was busy feeling her up, Carol knew better than to try and slip her hand under the leg of Vicky's shorts, so she set about unfastening the waist of the shorts. Vicky tried to stop her, but I held one arm while Carol held the other. As soon as Carol got the shorts open she stuffed her hand down the waistband of her tight little nylon panties. As soon as Carol started rubbing her pussy, Vicky instantly stopped struggling. I took hold of her tennis top and pulled it up her body. Vicky had to lift her arms up for me to pull the top off of her body. She had on a white spandex sports bra. She had to lift her arms again to allow me to pull the bra over her head. While I was undressing her from the waist up, Carol turned Vicky's body so that Vicky's legs across her lap, and removed her tennis shoes and socks, before she struggled to pull the shorts out from under her butt. Vicky had on white low rise panties. Her little patch of dark pubic hair was visible through the panties, and the material was moist. I can't tell you how exciting it was to smell the familiar odor of Vicky's pussy. Carol worked her fingers under the waistband of her panties and started rolling them out from under her butt and down her legs. When she pulled them free of Vicky's feet she tossed the little ball of material aside without carrying where they landed. Carol moved out from under Vicky and positioned herself between Vicky's legs. Vicky's left knee was resting against the back of the couch, and the right foot was resting on the floor. Vicky was stunned to have two females seducing her the way we were doing it. Carol was sucking on her pussy while I was massaging her breasts, and kissing her. We didn't stop with her first orgasm. We continued stimulating her until she went into mutual orgasms, and eventually she passed out. There was nothing to do until she recovered. While we waited we undressed each other. By the time Vicky opened her eyes we were as naked as she was. She was no longer concerned about the presence of an unknown woman. It was my idea to move Vicky to the sturdy coffee table. We placed her on her back so that Carol could sit on her face, while I ate her pussy. Vicky had just had a mind blowing orgasm when Mother opened the door. Mom stood there frozen in her tracks as she took in the sight of me kneeling on the floor naked eating the pussy of a strange girl, while Carol was sitting on the girl's face rubbing her pussy against the girl's mouth and nose. When she regained her composure, she closed the door behind her, and asked, "What is going on here?" I spoke up, "Mama, this is Vicky, my tennis coach, and girlfriend. I brought her home to introduce her to Auntie Carol and you!" Mom simply dropped her briefcase and started discarding her clothes. She left on her nylons and high heel pumps. When she approached Carol she placed her hand on the back of her neck and kissed her on the mouth. Carol stood up, and Mom sat down on Vicky's face. Mom ground her pussy and asshole against Vicky's face. When I finished eating Vick's pussy we changed places. Mom and Carol took turns fucking Vicky until Vicky was exhausted and begging them to let her rest. When she recovered, she got her chance to fuck all three of us. Vicky was very excited about coming back for more. She had to introduce my family and I to her mother before her mother was happy to allow her to spend a lot of weekends with us. I think her mother suspected what was going on, but didn't want to admit it to herself. I hope you enjoyed the story, and if you have a story you would like told, please send your outline mail to janmay696@yahoo.com.