Donna's aunt

While Donna was washing the morning dishes she looked out of her kitchen window and saw her daughter playing in the backyard with one of her neighbors. The girls had been playing with a tin ball. It was a warm morning and the girls had stopped playing and moved under the shadow of a maple tree where they drank water from a garden hose. They still felt playful and got wet. Donna laughed herself when they struggled to control the snake.

The game took another note when her daughter turned off the water. They took out their wet sundresses and lay under the sun on the grass to dry off. Donna watched with interest when her daughter rolled on her side and placed her hand between her friend’s legs. Donna stood there and flashed back to her first adventure in the realm of sex.

Her mother and her older sister (Olive) lived close together in a northwest part of Chicago, IL. They had children within a month of each other. Their mothers met at least once a week to have coffee together. It was customary that they called on each other to babysit for each other if one of them wanted to go shopping or out for an evening. It was like a big family in tow houses. Donna’s cousin’s name was Ira.

They were as comfortable in each other’s homes as they were in their own. They used to play with each other all the time. They never thought to be a girl and the other a boy. They played the same rough games.

On a summer day, Ira and Donna played on the back porch, and they sat with her legs open, wearing only a short sun suit that opened to the legs. She wasn’t wearing panties and she noticed her cousin staring at her little bunny. She realized he needs to see more than just her flesh. She thought he was about to touch her between her legs when her aunt jumped out the back door. When she was on the back porch, she clearly told him to go into the house, clearly disapproving of his behavior. After Ira had withdrawn to the sanctuary of his room, Aunt Olive sat next to Donna on the stairs of the porch.

Olive oil Put her arm around her and hug her maternally to her breasts. She apologized for her son’s behavior. She asked if he hurt her.

Donna was trying to convince Olive that Ira hadn’t even touched her.

Olive insisted on checking for herself. Donna got up and pulled out her sun suit to reveal her body. Aunt Olive had her turn around so she could inspect her in front and behind. Then she gently moved her hands over her body. She caressed her little ass cheeks as she ran her finger up and down the valley and ran her finger over the little pee-pee crevice front. She seemed very interested in her research. Donna saw Aunt Olive breathing harder than usual. She was confused, why would her aunt breathe like she’d walked a long distance. Honestly, Donna enjoyed the feeling Olive was producing in her body. She was even disappointed then Olive told her to put on her sun-suit again and sent her to the house to play her again with Ira.

The next time there was a chance, the family threw a party at Ira’s house and the two kids were upstairs when everyone was in the basement. Ira knelt down and looked up under her dress. Donna hoped he would touch her like his mother. But again, someone came up the stairs before he could touch her. They soon pretended to hide the button, a game they often played when the door opened and Aunt Olive looked in. She took Donna by the hand and led her down the hall to the bathroom where she wanted to inspect her again.

Donna’s protest that nothing had happened fell into deaf ears. Aunt Olive held her dress up as she pulled her panties down. The woman placed her right hand between the child’s legs and felt the small protrusion of her pubic hair and slipped her middle finger between the tear of her piss. The soft flesh was moist. Donna felt weakly bruised and let loose a soft moan when her aunt hit the valley. She kept stroking for enough time that Donna thought she couldn’t breathe.

When her aunt removed her finger from her pee, she held her finger under her nose and smelled it. Then she pulled Donna’s panties back up and gave her ass a playful swat when she told her she could play back. Later, when the family sat down to eat Donna noticed that her aunt was constantly her finger under her nose and smelling like she gave her a smile. Donna was very excited to see her aunt do that.

It was only a few days later that she went to play with Ira. She was a little disappointed when she found out he wasn’t there. Aunt Olive invited her. She opened a soda and went to the family room. Olive sat next to her on the couch. They took their drinks and Aunt Olive asked Donna if she liked it when she rubbed her legs?

Donna was blushing when she said she’d never felt anything so exciting.

Olive asked if she rubbed herself like that after that.

Donna said after some hesitation she had done it in her bed at night. She said she even smelled her fingers afterwards.

Olive asked if she liked the smell.

Donna said it was weird how itchy she got between her legs.

Olive said: “Everyone smells a little different.”

Donna looked at her, “Really?”

Olive took off her skirt and put her hand in her panties. She rubbed her hand out of her panties and held her long fingers under Donna’s nose.

Donna inhaled the smell on her aunt’s fingers. She couldn’t say the smell. It smells like ammonia first. Then she smelled what she could only call a raw meat smell. She also found that she was breathing harder and that itch back between her legs. She wasn’t even aware that she was pressing the heel of her hand against the lap of her own dress.

Olive saw what she was doing and took her hand. Donna let loose a soft moan when her aunt stopped her from rubbing herself. Olive leaned over and kissed her on the mouth.

You want me to rub your pussy for you?

Donna begged her aunt, “Please, Aunt Olive, rub my dick for me.”

Olive put on her light play dress and slipped her hand in the cheep cotton panties. Donna let go of a sigh when the long fingers found her vagina. Her aunt rubbed her and she played with the little button meat she identified as a clit.

Donna loved it so much that she never wanted it to end. She flew back into the back of the couch so she was almost sensitive. Her head was tilted down so she could look as her aunt was about the matter of using her fingers to masturbate this willing child. Eventually, she felt like she was taking her breath away. She thought she’d pass out. It felt like every muscle in her body contracted when a feeling of total relaxation wiped over her body. It felt like her arms and legs were numb and so heavy she couldn’t lift them.

Olive sat up and let her recover. She grabbed her soda and took a sip. It had lost a lot of its carbonation, but was not completely flat.

When Donna recovered, she sat up and wrapped her slender arms around her aunt’s neck and kissed her on the mouth. She was even brave enough to stick her own tongue between her aunt’s lips. She thanked her for showing her how sex felt and swore she’d always remember this day.

When Donna got up the end of the kiss Olive reached under her dress and hung the waistband off her own nylon panties and pulled them down. She stepped out of them one leg at a time. Then she held her panties under Donna’s nose so she could smell her warm cross. Donna could detect the smell of the detergent along with the compelling aroma of her aunt’s adult cunt.

Olive sat down after walking her skirt so that her naked ass sat on the couch. Then she untied the top of her dress. The torn neck tip went back to expose the flesh-colored bra. The nipples and nipples were visible through the material. Olive just lifted up her bra and over the top of her tempting tits.

Donna was sitting there watching the creamy bulbs. The nipples were about the size of silver dollars and the nipples were in the middle. They were a mauve coloured and dimpled. Olive grabbed Donna’s hand and pulled him to her breasts.

Donna took the right bag and felt the softness of the sphere. She was playing with the nipple with her index finger. Olive used both hands to pull her head towards her so he could kiss her on the mouth again. Then she pulled her head to her boob.

Donna opened her lips and sucked the nipple into her mouth and rubbed it with her tongue. She grabbed the tit with both hands and lifted it and pulled it when she was sucking at the nipple. Olive stroked her hair with her hands and her moaning was almost a buzz. Suck my tits all you want. Bite my nipples and pull them with your teeth."

While she left the tit sucking Donna loose with one hand and slipped it through Olive’s body. She worked on the collected material of the dress in her lap until she felt the warm texture of her aunt’s pubic hair. She gently ran over her hand and through the maze of dark brown hair. She felt attentive around the hill, but did not bother to explore the open burst that was waiting for her.

At last Olive got impatient and grabbed Donna by the wrist and pushed the hand firmly against her pussy. Donna felt the rubbery texture of the labia and the wetness of this beautiful place. The meat was smooth when she placed the tip of her index finger against the bridge that separated her asshole from her vagina and slid it along the gaping vagina until it hit her aunt’s clitoris. She started playing with it like her aunt had played with hers.

It wasn’t long before Olive fucked her hips in the hand and pulled Donna’s face firmly against her boob. She almost suffocated her niece when she was driving a strong climax. When the sensation passed and her breathing returned to normal, she raised Donna’s head and kissed her on the mouth again. She was smearing the inside of Donna’s mouth with her tongue when Donna’s finger touched her clit again. It was like an electric shock that put her cunt in the couch. She had to rip Donna’s hand off her cunt. Otherwise she would never have stopped cumming.

Olive and her sister arranged for Donna to come to her house after school. It was an arrangement where Donna would help clean the house in exchange for help with her homework. Of course Olive made sure the house was clean before Donna arrived. She insisted, however, that she do her homework immediately. After checking out everything they would go to play their games of sex, provided Ira wasn’t home.

They masturbated and sucked each other’s nipples. Donna was too young to have real breasts. Just like it turned her on to let them stimulate with a tongue. It only took Olive a few times to kneel between her niece’s legs and kiss her hairless pussy.

Donna couldn’t believe what her aunt did to her or how good it felt. Her aunt even tested the depth of her vagina with her tongue. When the tongue stretched her hymen, it caused some pain. She fluttered every time the tongue pressed on the skin. When she reached her climax, she wrapped her legs around her aunt’s neck. She almost suffocated her aunt when she was fucking her hips against her aunt’s mouth.

As they rested in each other’s arms, Donna asked her aunt if she should kiss her pussy too. Olive fondled her lovingly. “Honey, you don’t have to do anything. I’d like to suck your dick forever. If you want to see how it feels, I’m fine with it.

Olive opened her legs when Donna knelt and divorced her so she could see her first pussy. She separated the labia so she could see how it looked close enough to not only smell it, but also feel the damp heat of her flesh. That was all the child needed to open her mouth and cover the hill with her lips. She sucked and swallowed the slimy juice until her jaw began to hurt.

Olive stroked her hair with both hands and encouraged her to fuck her tongue until she started climaxing. Then she hit her nieces with her face against her pussy. Donna thought she’d drown in the juice her aunt gave her.

That became a regular part of their games for a long time after words. She spent as much time as she could with her. Donna was so devoted to her aunt that she was devastated when her aunt’s family had to move for a better job. The poor girl was lost for months and her schoolwork suffered.

Slowly her life returned to a normal pattern. She thought she’d never find anyone to replace her aunt. She was 14 when she became friends with a girl from her class at school. Her name was Barbara.

They used to sleep together. One night when Donna was sleeping at Barb’s house, they sat on her bed facing each other with their legs crossed underneath them. They talked about school, other girls and even boys.

They decided to fix each other’s hair and Donna was the first to turn her back to Barb. Barbara came closer and started brushing her hair. Donna felt a rush through her body. She had a strong sexual desire for Barb.

When Barb brushed her hair Donna felt that the free hand slipped to her back and found a rib around the front of her body under her arm. Donna even lifted her arm a little bit so Barbara could do better what she wanted.

Barbara collected the material from Donna’s sweater and lifted it up as her hand ran up the warm meat until it reached the material on Donna’s bra. Donna held her breath when she felt the fingers slip under the bra belt. The hand was firmly held to her chest when the fingers snapped the boob. When Donna breathed it, the blood almost closed to Barbara’s fingers.

Donna turned her head and kissed Barbara. She turned her body to the side of the hand. She reached under her sweater and untied her bra. She reached under her own sweater and pulled the shoulder straps over her arms. When one arm was free it was easy to pull the bra from the sleeve of the other arm.

Barbara was busy with the breasts. Donna had nice C-sized tits by this time. Barb went to work on it. She squeezed while sucking on the nipple of the other tit.

Now it was Donna’s turn to take Barbara’s bra off. She did it with the same skill she had removed her own. When the breasts were exposed, she admired the development of her boyfriend. She felt both breasts at once. They were both feeling the other’s tits. Then Donna bent over and sucked her friend’s nipple one by one, after Barbara started fighting for her turn to suck Donna’s.

Donna started to masturbate Barbara with her panties. When Barbara got excited enough to want a climax, she broke the sucking power of Donna’s mouth on her nipple and lay down and lifted her ass off the bed so she could get her panties down. When her panties were on her knees, she started cycling to get the panties off her feet. Donna took the time to jump out of her bed and get out of her panties.

When they got back together on one bed Barbara probably thought her girlfriend would masturbate her again but Donna had other plans. She used her hands to spread Barbara’s legs so she could lie on her stomach between them. She kindly kissed her friend’s pussy. That was enough to make her girlfriend feel ecstasy. Donna kept sucking until Barbara underwent a strong and satisfying climax. When Barbara recovered, she changed with Donna and sucked her until she also climaxed. Then they became very close friends, but that was not the end of Donna’s fascination for older women.

One day as she was shopping for new lingerie she noticed that the seller was a little too helpful. The woman offered to take her to the dressing room. Donna had her accompany her to the room and the woman took her clothes and hung them on hooks for her.

The woman responded to what a beautiful body she had when she was naked. She touched Donna’s flesh. There was a quake flowing through Donna’s body and the woman felt it. When her hands walked past Donna’s body… The woman came closer and kissed her on the mouth.

Donna took the woman’s hand and pulled it between her legs. The woman pushed her against the wall of the small cabin. Her long finger went straight into Donna’s cunt. The woman was very strong and almost lifted Donna off the floor. Then the woman put her on the bench and kneeled before her so she could suck her. Donna did her best not to make too much noise when she climaxed. Someone could have been in the store.

When she was done, she was so nervous she didn’t even fit panties and bras. She just got dressed with the clerk’s help and left the stable. They were a little embarrassed to find some other older women as they walked to the check out counter where Donna paid for the new lingerie with a credit card and turned to leave. The woman gave her a business card after writing her personal cell number on the back.

The woman was sweet and she did everything she could to make their sexual encounter as memorabilia. She started taking Donna to clubs that were hammocks for the lesbian community. The only problem was that the woman was the jealous type. Donna didn’t want a long-term relationship with one woman. She wanted to date as many women as possible. She wanted to discover everything about lesbians. She wanted to go out with the full spectrum of women from his elegantly refined women who were called fem’s to the hard core Harley driving diesel dikes.

The woman she discovered was adorable. They were almost like mothers to her. They bought her things and took her places. They made her feel like she was special before enjoying the pleasures of her body. Most of them didn’t expect anything from her. They gave her encouragement when they examined her breasts, vagina and anus with their lips and tongue and fingers.

The dikes, on the other hand, were the opposite. They introduced her to a lot of strange things. The places they took her were far from elegant. The people she was introduced to were rude and rude in comparison. They left no doubt about her place in their sexual games. Some things she had to do for fun could be bazaar. One time she was asked to wear a dog color and wear a belt for a party. While she was being petted by the others. She was even sent to kneel in front of a sitting fat woman and shot her pussy like a good little puppy. A tugboat told her she’d gone too far to bring back attention.

One of her dike lovers bent her over a hare to fuck her in the asshole with a huge strap-on dildo until her under her hole was a bloody mess. She thought that was too painful and she never dated that woman again. She volunteered to undergo every humiliation and humiliating achievement these women expected from her. The longer she was at the dikes, the more she understood that she loved the affection shown to her by the female lovers.

Eventually she married and became a housewife so she could have a family. She deliberately chose a man she could control. He worked his way up the company ladder and not so much at home. In fact, it was a problem getting him home long enough to get her pregnant.

She had read that the higher the testosterone level in the man increased the chance of a male birth. She did her best to masturbate him a few times before he let her in until she was pregnant. Who knows if what she read was true. She only knew that her child The daughter was what she dreamed of.

When she looked out of the kitchen window she wondered if her daughter was ready to learn about the joy of lesbian sex.