Date: Sun, 6 Feb 2005 19:02:12 -0800 (PST)
From: Manda None <mandagl@yahoo.com>
Subject: Amanda and Tara part 3

Disclaimer:
	This story contains fictional accounts of adult / child sexual
encounters in a positive and loving relationship. If the idea that such
relationships can exist disturbs you then stop reading now. If you
recognize the beauty of consensual relations, emotional and sexual, between
adult women and young girls then please read on.

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	P.S. Thank you to every one who has written me. You are all so
sweet and kind. It truly touches me to know that you are enjoying my story.

-- Stacy

	Amanda drove back from the bus terminal feeling lonely. Her week
with Tara was over and she had no choice but to send the girl home. She
felt herself on the verge of tears.
	Amanda pulled in to her driveway and got out of the car, walking
slowly up to her house. Inside she could not hold back her tears any more
and broke down. She fell on to the couch and laid against the arm, sobbing
softly.
	A week passed and soon became two. Amanda was afraid she might
never see Tara again. She was also becoming paranoid. She was afraid that
the girl might have said something and at any moment some one would show up
at her door to drag her away.
	The sun had just set and Amanda was sitting in the living room
watching television when the telephone rang. She jumped at the
sound. "Hello?"
	"What the hell did you do to my kid?" It was Stacy and she sounded
pissed. Amanda's belly tightened and she felt sick.
	"What?"
	"All she's talked about for the past two weeks is wanting to move
in with you." Stacy breathed a heavy sigh into the phone. "Did you have
something to do with this? And by the way, since when does she get to call
you Mandy?"
	"She mentioned it to me." Amanda's head was spinning. The fear of
being found out had so completely overwhelmed her that she thought she
would faint. "I said I'd like that but that you would never let her."
	"Damnit Amanda!" There was a long silence. "You couldn't deal with
her, she can be a monster."
	"I know." Amanda heard herself say. She was trying to figure out
what Stacy had meant though. Her choice of words seemed out of place.
	"Look sis, I haven't told Tara yet, but Jerry asked me to marry him
and I said yes... He wants me to put her in a private school after we're
married, a boarding school out in New York."
	"New York?" Amanda's heart skipped a beat. She had just found the
love of her life, she could not believe that she might loose her. "Stacy
that is horrible! I can't believe..."
	"Whoa, hang on Mandy. I don't want my little girl that far away
either. But I really love this guy."
	"Are you asking me something Stacy?" Amanda could see a light at
the end of the tunnel. She heard her sister pull a chair across her hard
wood floor.
	"She can be so difficult, and this last two weeks has been almost
more than I can handle. Mandy I love this guy, but I don't want to loose my
daughter." Stacy was breaking down into tears. "Sis, tell me why she has it
in her head she wants to move in with you."
	"It's like I said. She asked me if she could and I told her it
would be nice. Look I know she's a little troubled, and the whole thing
about being..."
	"Yeah they call her calico at school." Stacy interrupted. Hearing
that broke Amanda's heart. She could not stand that some one would say
something so terrible to her angel. "This is like the biggest favor a
person could ask." She paused again, not sure she wanted to ask.
	"You want me to have her here so you can be close and Jerry gets
what he wants." Amanda said, hoping that she was not far off the mark.
	"Yeah." Stacy sighed. "Yeah, that way I can have my baby close to
me and I can come visit her." Amanda knew her sister loved Tara. She knew
that she had tried to be a good mother, but she simply was not. Tara ran
over her and had been responsible for at least two of her boyfriends
leaving. "Mandy, I don't know, she can just be so difficult."
	"If you don't think I can handle her why don't you let her spend
the rest of the summer with me. If things work out, well we'll get her
enrolled in school and we'll move all of her things down here." Amanda was
sure things would work out wonderfully. She was also sure that this move
was what was best for everyone involved.
	"The summer." Stacy was sobbing now. "God, there's just no time to
adjust."
	"Hun, she'd only be forty five minutes away." Amanda was getting
excited but she was trying not to show it. The very real possibility of
having her lover moving in with her was almost to good to be true.
	"Forty five minutes." Stacy said absently. "I guess that the sooner
we do this the better. How is this weekend?"
	"Perfect." Amanda had to bite back her excitement. "Do you want to
tell her or can I?"
	"Mandy are you really sure you can handle her?"
	"I know it sis. Her and I are great together, c'mon I have her here
at least twice a month and it's not because she's a pain." Amanda found
herself making plans for their life together already.
	"Hang on I'll get her."
	Several moments passed and Amanda could hear Tara's voice in the
background. "Mandy!" The girl shouted into the phone.
	"Hey princess." Amanda sat back in her seat hugging her arms across
her chest. "Let me ask you something. Do you really want to come live with
me?"
	"Yes!"
	"I'm going to let your mother explain everything to you but if you
did, would you want to move in this weekend?"
	"Really?" She squealed. "You mean it?"
	"I mean it."
	Amanda hung up the phone and fell on her side on the couch. She was
laughing and crying at the same time. She had to get her house ready for
her niece but she wanted to revel in the feeling of hope she had.

-- The move in:

	Stacy pulled into the drive way in Jerry's truck. In the back was
Tara's dresser and several boxes of her toys and other things. Amanda met
them outside with a hug for her sister and her niece. She had not expected
them to bring so many of Tara's things but she soon learned that the girl
had insisted.
	It took only a few minutes to get Tara's things into Amanda's
house. They moved boxes and dresser into the guest room and left her there
to unpack and put up pictures or what ever she wanted.
	"You don't know what this means to me." Stacy said wrapping her
arms around her sister.
	"Hey, I'm the one that should be thanking you."
	"We'll see if you still say that in a month or two." Stacy tried to
laugh but fresh tears rolled down her cheeks.
	The sisters talked for a short time before Stacy decided that it
was time for her to head back to Denver and Jerry. Amanda looked in on
Tara, watching her arranging her room from the door way.
	Amanda walked into the kitchen and poured two glasses of wine. She
sipped from her own for several minutes before filling it again and
carrying both glasses in to the living room. "Tara honey." She called. The
girl emerged from her room and skipped across the floor almost jumping on
to the couch. "Well, I think that this calls for a celebration, what do you
think?" Amanda asked, handing Tara the glass she had poured for her.
	"I love you Mandy." Tara said holding her glass up and waiting for
Amanda to tap it with her's.
	"To us." She touched her glass against her niece's.
	"Can I still sleep in your room?" Tara asked.
	"Of course, but we couldn't have you moving your things into my
room. It would make your mother wonder."
	Amanda leaned in close and kissed her niece. She was hungry for the
girl, craving her. They had been apart for two weeks and she had felt every
second of the time. She wanted the child, needed her. Tara's tongue tasted
sweet from the wine. The child's sweet kisses sent shivers down Amanda's
spine.
	Tara stood up off of the couch and pulled Amanda to her feet. The
girl was almost skipping backward as she led her aunt toward her
bedroom. "It's our room now isn't it?" Tara asked as she moved toward the
bed.
	"Yes angel." Amanda felt the love swelling in her. That happiness
flowed through her, just knowing that she would have her lover near
her. This cherub that had awakened such lust, such love and desire.
	Tara kissed Amanda as she stretched out on the bed. The girl coaxed
her aunt on to her back, never letting their lips part. Tara sat back on
her feet and smiled down at her aunt. She began pulling at the buttons on
the woman's shirt, opening it as she moved down.
	Amanda smiled up at her niece. The girl was being so wonderfully
bold, and yet her every movement was unsure and timid. Still Tara seemed
quite proud of herself to be taking the initiative.
	The girl leaned down and kissed her aunt's breasts. She rubbed her
hands over her bra and along her sides. "How does this work?" She asked,
pulling at one of Amanda's bra straps. She sat up, letting her shirt fall
away. She then turned on the bed so that her niece could see the
back. After several seconds of fumbling, Tara finally figured out the hooks
on the bra and it popped open.
	Amanda laid back down on the bed, stroking Tara's arms while the
girl took in the sight of her aunt's breasts. The child reached out and
began pinching Amanda's nipples softly, rolling them between her fingers.
	Tara's lips on Amanda's neck was almost more than the woman could
stand. The child's soft gentle kisses sent waves of tingles through her
body. Her breath came faster as the child made her way down to her nipples.
	Amanda's nipples erected to the sensation of Tara's little tongue
swirling around them. She loved the feeling of the girl's tiny body on top
of her. Her small hands reaching and stroking. She rubbed her hands up and
down her niece's smooth back, drinking in her sweet scent.
	"Call me it." Tara suddenly said as she sat back.
	"Call you what angel?"
	"You knooow." She whined.
	"My girlfriend?" Tara shook her head. Amanda smiled, she kissed her
index finger and pressed it gently on the girl's little nose then traced it
down to her lips. "My nubian princess?" She purred. Tara squealed and fell
on her, hugging her closely.
	Amanda had called her that for years, and had never realized that
it meant anything special to the girl. She filed the information away,
promising herself to use the pet name more often.
	With steadier, more confident hands now, Tara began stroking her
aunt's breasts again. She plucked Amanda's nipples with her thumbs, smiling
broadly as her aunt moaned.
	The girl moved down Amanda's body kissing her completely from side
to side as she crossed over her belly. At her jeans she stopped and began
unbuttoning them. Amanda helped the child slide her jeans off before Tara
pushed her back to the bed. "Where's the thingy... From before?" She asked,
referring to the vibrator.
	"It's in the closet sweetie." Amanda answered breathlessly. Tara
hopped up and went to the closet. She searched for several moments before
finding the duffle bag Amanda kept her toys in.
	The wealth of devices and props contained within the bag sent
shivers through Tara as she dreamt of the ways they might be used. She
pulled each item out, looking at it carefully, trying to guess it's actual
purpose. Her attention remained captured b a small item with elastic straps
that looked like waist and leg bands. It was a small plastic item that
looked like a butterfly and had a remote control attached to it via a long
cord. She giggled to her self, and traced the outline of the butterfly with
her finger. Finally she found a vibrator, something she recognized. It was
larger than the one her aunt had used on her, but she at least knew what it
was and was sure she new what to do with it.
	It took several moments before Tara found the dial at the bottom
that activated the motor inside causing the device to vibrate and
hum. Happy with herself, she hopped up and ran back to her aunt, jumping on
the bed and folding her feet beneath her.
	Amanda drew a sharp breath and lifted her arms over her head as the
child slid the vibrator around her labia and over her clit. Waves of
pleasure raced through her. "My nubian princess." She whispered between
moans.
	The tip of the vibrator pushed into Amanda and she drew a breath in
a high pitch gasp. She could hear the steady hum of the vibrator, growing
louder and then fading as the child worked in and out of her body.
	She was lost in the sensations emanating from her loins and
spreading through her body like ripples on a pond. Barely aware, she felt
Tara's lips on hers. The child's free hand on her breasts, her lips moving
down her throat. A small tongue at her navel.
	Amanda slapped her palms down on the bed and almost screamed. The
tingling pulsation ripped through her. She was happily drowning in the
physical expression of her bottomless love for the girl manipulating her
body.
	Tara tried to remember what her aunt had done for here. She pushed
the vibrator in deeply, then with a slight twist she drew it out in a long
slow stroke before pushing it back in. With each of these strokes Amanda
gasped, moaned and groaned.
	Finally the orgasm subsided and Amanda felt her consciousness
returning to her control. Tara removed the device and turned it off before
laying down next ot her aunt. The child traced her finger gently on the
woman's belly and chest, humming some song that only she seemed to know.
	Able to move at last, recovered from the intensity of the
experience, Amanda rolled up on her side and smiled at the lovely little
cherub. "And for the lovely young miss?" She teased. "What do you want
angel?"
	"I want to see you do that again." She answered with big eyes.
	"You can see that any time you like sweetie. But I like to make you
feel good too." Amanda pulled the girl close and kissed her, nibbling at
her bottom lip and moving down her chin and neck. "But for now, what would
you like for me to do?" Tara shrugged.
	Amanda rolled the child on her back and began kissing and tickling
her. She nibbled and licked the the child's belly button. She blew on her
tummy making the girl burst out laughing. "Mandy!" She laughed. "It
tiiiiicklllllesss!"
	Rolling on her back and pulling the child on top of her, Amanda
pressed her lips hard against her niece's. She reached into the girl's
mouth with her tongue and lapped at Tara's. "Come here princess." She
whispered, pulling the child up to straddle her chest. "Do you trust me
angel?" She asked. Tara nodded her head with a smile. Amanda coaxed the
girl forward until her little mound was resting against the bridge of her
nose. The woman inhaled the sweet scent of the child's excitement,
shuddering as she exhaled.
	Amanda pushed her tongue into Tara's sweet sex and lapped at the
little girl honey waiting for her. She paused and moved back slightly,
wetting her finger with her saliva. "If you don't like this tell me." She
whispered. Amanda gently pushed her finger against the child's rosebud. She
slid her finger just inside the girl's behind.
	Tara shuddered and arched her back. Amanda immediately leaned in
and began sucking on the child's clit. "It's soo different." She
moaned. Amanda drew her tongue along the girl's slit, teasing her hole. She
then returned to the girl's clit, sucking and pressing her tongue against
the tiny nub, sending shock waves of pleasure through the child.
	Moans, groans and squeals emanated from the girl. She rocked,
arched her back, covered her blushing face and whined in time with her
aunt's ministrations. "I... Love... You... Mandy." She gasped, hardly able
to speak. "Ohhh!" Tara screamed. She fell forward catching herself and
pushing her pussy toward her aunt's talented mouth.
	Amanda sucked hard on the tiny clit, she pushed her tongue firmly
against it and moved it slowly back and forth. Tara convulsed with each
wave of her orgasm. Her hips rocked toward her aunt. Amanda loved the
sweetness of Tara's juices as they flowed anew from her.
	Tara rolled on her side and closed her eyes. Her belly was still
contracting occasionally with spasms from her climax. "That was really
neat." She said, smiling so broadly that it distorted her words.
	The warm afternoon sun fell in through the bedroom window warming
them both as they laid on the bed holding one another and dozing. Outside
Amanda heard the traffic of Boulder's afternoon rush. A bird sang just
outside the window and Amanda thought to herself that nothing could be more
perfect than that moment.
	With the afternoon behind them, Amanda decided to take Tara out to
dinner. She wanted to celebrate the move in. She took the girl to a nice
mexican place not far from her house. Tara loved mexican food so it was
perfect for her.
	Tara was pushing at the remains of her burrito with her fork and
smiling to herself. Amanda folded her hands in front of herself and leaned
closer to the girl. "Sweetie?" Tara looked up. "We have to talk about a
couple of things. If your going to live with me we have to have some rules
we live by."
	"What kind?" Tara asked, her smile fading somewhat.
	"Well like you have to go to school and I have to go to work and we
both have to clean. Easy stuff like that." Amanda said trying to sound
cheery.
	"That's easy." She set her fork down, her forehead wrinkling with
distress. "Do I have a bed time?"
	"Well we both have to go to bed early enough to get up in the
morning. So during the week I think we'll both have to be in bed around
ten." Tara smiled, she seemed pleased with the number.
	"But there are things we have to do or your mom will take you away
from me and..." Amanda trailed off, the idea of having Tara in a boarding
school caused her to choke on her words.
	"She'll send me to that school..." Tara finished. "I know about it
Mandy."
	Amanda nodded her head. She tried to steer the conversation back to
happier things. She did not like being an authority figure, especially not
now, now after what she and Tara had done.
	Amanda took Tara to a movie after dinner and by the time they had
gotten home they were both too tired to do anything but fall in to bed
together. Tara snuggled against her aunt, closing her eyes and letting a
contented sigh slip. She loved the feeling of having Amanda's arms around
her.
	Morning found Tara in the kitchen preparing pancakes for herself
and Amanda. She had made more mess than food but she did her best to clean
up as she worked. Once the meal was prepared she carried it into the
bedroom and set it on the bed. "Mandy?" She said softly, nudging the
woman. Amanda stirred and opened her eyes. She immediately smiled when she
saw Tara's lovely face. "I made breakfast."
	Amanda's smile broadened when she saw the feast that the girl had
prepared for them. She sat up on the bed and Tara began serving her. She
placed two pancakes on a plate and a piece of toast, then handed it to her
aunt. She then took a plate for herself.
	After breakfast Tara took the tray into the kitchen, but Amanda
insisted that since the girl had done such a lovely job, that she would
clean up. It turned out to be more of a task than she had thought. `How the
hell did she get batter up here?' Anmanda thought to herself as she wiped
drying flour off of the range hood.
	Tara was setting in the living room watching saturday morning
cartoons when Amanda walked in and sat on the couch with a cup of
coffee. "Can I have some?" She asked pointing at her aunt's mug. Amanda
nodded her head and the girl jumped up and ran into the kitchen. Moments
later she returned with a cug that was more cream and sugar than coffee.
	An empty coffee mug sat next to the child on the floor. She had
finished it during the cartoons and now she was laying on her belly looking
up at the television as a show about ferrets played on Animal Planet.
	Amanda sat looking down at her niece's round rump. The girl looked
so childish laying there with her head on her hands and her feet kicking
absently in the air. The girl's yellow underpants were only just visible
under the tee shirt she had worn to bed the night before.
	Unable to resist the beauty and innocence before her, Amanda slid
from the couch and crawled on all fours toward the child. Tara stopped
kicking her feet as she saw her aunt's reflection in the television and
giggled. The woman kissed the girl's little feet, working her way up her
calf. "I love you so much baby girl." She whispered. She pushed the girl's
shirt up and Tara helped her remove it.
	The child's back was smooth and soft. It felt so wonderful on
Amanda's lips that she almost could not stop kissing. She stopped at Tara's
panties and almost before she could reach out, the child wiggled them
off. She tightened her butt cheeks together as she laughed silently.
	Amanda slid her hands up the girls bum and over her back. She
lavished in the scent of the girl, in her softness, in her flawless dark
skin. The woman ran her hands up and down the girl's body. Tara moaned
softly and laid her head on the floor turning her face to the side.
	Tara rolled on to her back and smiled up at her aunt. "Are we
sluts?" She asked, almost laughing. She blushed fiercely and covered her
face with her hands.
	Amanda bit back her own laughter. "For each other." She finally
answered. She leaned down and kissed the girl on the lips. Their tongues
met and the lapped at one another for a moment before Amanda broke
away. She kissed the girl's cheek, her neck, her throat. She loved Tara's
sweet taste. Her hands ran up and down the child's body. She was reaching
at the girl, desperately trying to touch, to love, every inch of her all at
once.
	The depth of the passion Amanda felt for the child surprised
her. She had never known such intensity. She felt as if her entire body was
reaching out for the child. Even with the girl in her arms she longed for
her.
	"My nubian princess." She whispered, kissing Tara's lips. The girl
wrinkled her nose and hissed a giggle. "I love you so much."
	"I love you more." The girl teased. Amanda laughed and tickled the
girl's side. Tara laughed and threw her arms around her aunt. The child
took a more serious tone, pushing back slightly. "I want to do what you did
to me yesterday." She said, looking expectantly into her aunt's eyes.
	"How did I do it yesterday?" She asked, not sure what the girl
meant.
	"You know, I was on top of you, and you... You know!" She blushed.
	Amanda understood what the girl meant. The woman eased the girl on
to her back and then straddled her, moving forward slowly.
	Tara pulled herself from beneath her aunt and sat up. She gently
pushed Amanda's shirt off and pressed her mouth to the woman's breasts.
	The child's little tongue worked her aunt's nipples to glorious
erectness, sending waves of heat all the way to her clit. Amanda's head
tilted back and her eyes closed as she luxuriated in the sensations from
Tara's increasingly talented tongue.
	Tiny hands on her sides, moving to her hips. Feeling the girl's
fingers on her bottom caused a shock of tingles and heat that seemed to hug
her waist. She could feel her sex opening, her juices flowing in
preparation for what was to come.
	Tara's tugged at her panties, rolling them down her hips. Amanda
helped the girl get them off. Tara's fingers ran through her pubic hair,
playing with it. "Mmmm." She moaned softly. "It's so soft."  She looked up
at her aunt with a smile. "I love how it feels." Amanda's clit seemed to
reach toward the girl's fingers and they passed over it, searching for her
opening. Tara laid back and slid herself between her aunt's legs, looking
up at the woman's sex. "It looks like one of those flowers." She said
quietly.
	"Flowers?" Amanda thought for a moment. "An orchid?" She finally
offered.
	"Yesss." Tara laughed.
	Amanda smiled and rustled the girl's hair. Tara coaxed her to lower
herself but the woman hesitated, grabbing a pillow off of the couch for the
child's head. "This will make you more comfortable." She said as she
slipped it under her.
	Tara's warm breath came first, sending shock waves through her
aunt. The warmth of the girl's exhalation on her sex shook her to her
soul. Then came the girl's tongue, snaking around her clit and teasing her
opening. Little fingers slid inside her and Tara began sucking at her clit.
	Amanda rocked her hips gently, trying not to put to much pressure
on the girl. She moaned in time with the child's lovely tongue and
fingers. The warmth, the fire of orgasm built within her sex, moving out in
waves. Amanda bit her lip and screamed through her closed mouth as her
climax ripped through her.
	Slowly she laid on her side next to the child, stroking the girl's
belly. "You're very good at that." She whispered. Tara giggled and covered
her eyes with her hands. "And what would you like?"  The girl shrugged her
shoulders in answer. Her hands rested on Amanda's as the woman rubbed her
belly.
	Amanda pushed herself up and began the lovely task of kissing the
girl. She loved the way Tara's lips tasted, the way her skin tasted. She
moved her tongue on the girl's nipples, sucking them, coaxing them to
hardness. She moved down, lavishing kisses on the girl. Amanda paid
particular attention to the child's belly button, a favorite part of the
human anatomy for her.
	Tara's mound was swollen with excitement. She was wet and the scent
of her readiness sent a shiver through Amanda. She slid her finger into the
girl's pussy, watching her close her eyes and arch her back slightly. It
was so beautiful to her to see the girl in the throws of passion.
	The taste of a child's sex, the flavor of her girl honey was unlike
that of a woman. It was so much softer, so much sweeter. Amanda sucked on
the girl's clit, coaxing moans from the girl. She pulled away for only a
moment to look up at the child. Tara's chest rose and fell quickly, her
eyes were closed and a little smile rested on her lips. Amanda licked the
length of the child's slit, circling her clit and moving down then back up
several times before sliding her finger in deeply and sucking the child's
clit back into her mouth.
 	Tara's orgasm came fast. She squealed, clawing at her aunt, at the
carpet, at the pillow under her head. Her belly spasmed and she whispered
incoherently. Amanda kept heavy pressure on the child's clit as she slid
her finger deep inside then out in a long slow strokes. She increased the
suction on the child's little bud in time with the girl's quivering
belly. She was drawing out Tara's climax as long as she could, keeping the
flow of warmth and tingles racing through her.
	Finally Tara's relaxed against the floor, and sighed heavily. Her
breath came slower and her belly had stopped spasming. "Wow that was a
really loooong one." She said, sounding amazed.
	"Yeah sometimes you can make it really long." Amanda slid up to lay
next to her niece, draping her arm over the child and pulling her
close. Tara wiggled against her aunt for a moment before relaxing into her.
	They laid on the floor listening to the television and enjoying the
morning. The smell of pancakes was still heavy in the air and it mixed with
the scent of Tara's sex still on Amanda's lips. She purred into the back of
the girl's neck as she enjoyed the sensations and wonderful afterglow.
	They had a lot to do that day but for now Amanda's only concern was
holding the girl and dozing away the morning. Tara rolled over in her
aunt's arms disturbing the woman slightly. Amanda opened her eyes to
Tara's. "Can we always be like this?" She girl asked.
	Amanda smiled and pulled the girl close against her breasts. "For
as long as you like angel."