Date: Fri, 22 May 2015 21:00:22 +0000 (UTC)
From: Jan None <janmay696@yahoo.com>
Subject: Jensine's Story (lesbian/adult youth, oral, anal, g/F

Warning:

Adult Youth, oral, anal, g/F

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.

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              Jensine's Story
                    By
                   Jan

      My story began when I was about ten years old.
My family lived in a rural community on the east coast
of Long Island.  I was a delicate little girl with a bad
case of asthma.  My mother was bed ridden with
cancer that would claim her in a couple of years.

      It was fortunate that our neighbor was a
registered nurse that came over regularly to look
after us.  She would administer medications to her
and give her sponge baths before looking after me.
The damp ocean air would aggravate my asthma, and I
would run high fevers.  She would spend the evening
with me and monitor my temperature with a rectal
thermometer.  For some reason I enjoyed the rectal
thermometer and looked forward to every visit by
her.

      I anticipated her inserting the cold tube into my
anus.  She would check my forehead with the back of
her hand, and tell me to turn over so that she could
check my temperature.  When I turned over she
would pull up my nightgown, and spread my butt
cheeks with her cool hands.  Then she would hold one
cheek while inserting the lubricated tube into my
rectum.

      I remember it very clearly.  I would lay quietly
for several minutes enjoying the feeling of the glass
tube in my rectum, because it made my vagina tingle
so much that I could feel my juices dripping out of
my pussy, and creating a wet spot under me, as I lay
on my belly.  She would stand over me watching me
while she held my wrist checking my pulse.  I began to
suspect that she enjoyed what she was doing even
though there was never any obvious sexual activity on
her part, except for her sometimes adjusting the
angle or depth of the tube.  I looked forward to her
administrations for the next two years.

      It was a very traumatic experience when my
mother passed away.  My father wasn't prepared to
be the sole parent of pre-teen girl.  He agreed to let
me move in with his sister.

      Aunt Marie lived in Buffalo.  Even though Buffalo
is located just off of Lake Erie it was still a dryer
climate than Long Island.

      My health problems delayed my development and
postponed reaching puberty.  Even at the age of
twelve I could still pass as an eight-year-old.

      While I was staying at Aunt Marie's home I met
Daddy's other sister.  He had never talked much
about his younger sister, Aunt Dorothy.

      When I was thirteen Aunt Dorothy was visiting
Aunt Marie and me.  When she greeted me she
surprised me by giving me a welcoming kiss that took
my breath away.  She even gave me a 'French Kiss' by
sticking her tongue into my mouth.  Nobody had ever
kissed me like that before, but it was fun, and I knew
what it meant.

    I'm sure that Aunt Dorothy was at least 35-years-
old.  She had to be more than twenty years older
than me.  I knew right away that I wanted to have
sex with her. I wanted her to show me everything
that two women can do to each other.

      The next evening after Aunt Marie had gone to
bed, Aunt Dorothy and I were watching TV together.
She reached over and pulled me closer to her.  When
she started Frenching me again I returned her kiss
with my own tongue.  She placed her hand between
my legs and started rubbing my wet little crotch.  I
placed my hand on her crotch too.  She spread her
legs and her short skirt rode up giving me access to
her 'special place.'  She was not wearing any panties.
I felt her soaking wet pussy with my fingers.  When
my fingers got past the hairs covering her vagina I
felt a wet 'cottage cheese like liquid.'  My fingers
were quickly covered with the milky, almost white
liquid.

      Aunt Dorothy explained to me that she had a
yeast infection, but she was taking medication to
clear it up.

      When I smelled my fingers they had a strong
pungent odor.  The only thing I ever remember
smelling like that was later on when I smelled the
cunt of a woman that had gone more than a week
without washing her cunt.

      Aunt Dorothy made me stop when I became a
little too aggressive stabbing her cunt, in her sister's
home.  She insisted that I go to bed, and think about
her.

     The next day Aunt Dorothy talked Aunt Marie into
letting me spend a week at her home.  Aunt Marie
eventually agreed to it.

      I packed up my bag, and Aunt Dorothy drove me
to her house.  While she was driving she talked to me
about how she was going to make love to me.  She
explained to me that because of the infection regular
intercourse was painful for her.  She assured me that
for now we could masturbate.  She wanted to watch
me have a good orgasm, and would enjoy helping me.
She also told me that she wanted me to help her have
a complete orgasm too.  We agreed to help each
other.

     As young as I was, the frank attitude of our
discussion encouraged me to form an opinion about
what I now call 'My Prototype' of how a good female
to female relationship should be.  The rest of my life
I have been searching for this kind of frank and open
relationship.

      When we arrived at her house, she proudly
showed me around her home.  She suggested that we
take a shower with each other.  That was the first
time I ever saw her completely naked.

     Aunt Dorothy had a good figure, but she had put
on a few pounds over the years.  Seeing photographs
of her during her college day showed me that her
waist had added at least four inches, and her breasts
and hips were bigger.  Her face was fuller too.  She
was a dishwater-blonde, but her pubic bush was
darker.  After we had dried ourselves, she applied
lotion to her legs and arms, before she led me to her
bedroom.

      When we lied on her bed she told me that she
wanted to watch me masturbate.  She asked me if I
used a lubricant.  I told her that I had never used
any lubricant before.  She propped herself up on one
elbow to watch me masturbate.  While I used two
fingers of my right hand to stick into my little cunt
that had only a few blonde hairs on my vulva, she
continued asking questions.

      She asked me questions like, "Have you ever been
sucked, have you ever passed out during an orgasm,
have you ever stuck anything up your rectum or had
anyone do that to you?"

      I couldn't answer all of her questions completely,
but I told her about how much I had enjoyed the
neighbor nurse that took my temperature rectally,
and how that led to me sticking wax candles up my
asshole and in my pussy.  She assured me that doing
that helped her to have stronger orgasms.

      She told me how much she enjoyed the feeling of
her sphincter muscles contracting around an object
while she had an orgasm.  Our conversation was
making us both very horny.

      While we were lying there she wrapped her long
legs around my thin right leg.  She used her right
hand to toy with my little bulging vulva, and seek out
my childish clit.  My cunt began leaking liquid all over
her finger, even before she penetrated my vagina.

      She softly whispered in my ear that she wanted
to finger fuck my ass.

      That sent an immediate chill through my little
body.  My own sphincter started puckering at the
thought of her sticking her finger into my anus.

      She asked me to kneel on the bed, while she
retrieved a tube of KY jelly from her nightstand.
While I spread my knees she positioned herself by
my side.  She covered two fingers of her right hand
with plenty of the jelly, and told me to use my hands
to spread the cheeks of my ass for her.  Of course I
did as I was told and waited for her to insert her
finger into my ass.  She began to slowly massage my
butt with her greasy fingers.  She started rubbing
the crack of my ass from the two dimples on my
backside down past my anus to my swollen little vulva.
Her greasy fingers toyed with my vagina and anus.

      I had checked out my anus in a mirror and knew
that the skin around it was a darker musty brown
fading to my natural skin color.

      She slowly probed all around my anus, before
applying more lubricant to her finger tips, and
inserting a finger into my 'Rose Bud' of an asshole.
She slowly slid it deeper and deeper.  I held my
breath until her finger stopped moving.

      It felt wonderful...I pressed my rear end
backwards against her hand until her knuckles were
pressed tightly against my flesh.

      She interpreted this as a positive reaction, and
asked, "Are you enjoying all of this?"

      Even before I responded she started wiggling her
finger around in my anus, and added another finger to
the first.  I loved it.

      Then she used her left hand to reach around in
front of my body to play with my little clitoris and
probe my vagina with her other greasy hand.

      Aunt Dorothy said, "Why don't you play with
yourself, so that I can see how you do it?"

      I wanted to please her, so I replaced her left
hand with my own.  She squirted KY on my fingers
while I toyed with my clit.  Aunt Dorothy was
continuing to pump her fingers into my rectum in
unison with my own masturbation of my clit.  We
worked together as a team until I collapsed in the
strongest orgasm I had ever experienced.  When she
withdrew her fingers I actually squirted liquid onto
her bed sheets.

      Whenever I think about it today it still brings
back the hottest memories.

      That was the most wonderful and mysterious
feeling I had ever had consume my body.  I begged
her, "Push your fingers deeper into me please!"

      I tried to move but my anus was spread wide open
by her hand.  I felt a wave of pleasure sweep over my
body.  My sphincter muscle clinched her finger hard.
Then it released it completely.  I felt warm urine
flowing from my urethra all over the bed.  My sweet
Aunt Dorothy experienced an orgasm watching me
cum.

      I turned my attention to her and stroked her and
she kept pumping until it was all over.  I don't think I
have ever had a stronger orgasm than that first one
at her hands.  I have cherished it the rest of my life.

      For a young impressionable thirteen-year-old girl
nothing could possibly have been as beautiful as what
she gave me.

      I have been seeking a relationship with another
woman like that ever since.

      I was a senior at New York City College when I
brought home a freshmen girl I was living with to
meet my father.  That was the first time he knew
that I was a lesbian.  It upset him, and when I
admitted that Aunt Dorothy had brought me out, he
told me that he had known she was a lesbian since
they were children.  He eventually accepted that I
was not going to change.



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