Date: Wed, 18 Jun 2008 20:11:02 +0200 (CEST)
From: Trevor Maytum <trevor@maytum.fsnet.co.uk>
Subject: Seduction of an Innocent (Category: Lesbian Adult/Youth)

SEDUCTION OF AN INNOCENT
How delicious it is to lead a beautiful young lady astray...


It had been about six months since I moved into the suburban town of
Brentwood, New Jersey, near where my brother lived with his wife and two
daughters. I worked for a large real estate firm in the area. I was a
high-flyer, a go-getter and I had made the position of vice-president
inside of three years. Not bad for a small town girl with no real
qualifications. I was ambitious and ruthless. I would not allow men to walk
over me. It was hard work, but I loved my job and it had made my life very
comfortable indeed. For that at least, I was extremely grateful. I was
single, young in spirit, and my life motto was: Work hard, play hard, sleep
like a baby. But boy, did I really like to play hard when I got the chance.

After a recent visit to my brother's home, I had found myself fantasizing
about my two nieces, Becky and Liz. Both girls were absolute
beauties. Becky was particularly feminine and had recently turned
eighteen. I just loved her innocence, it really did something to me. She
seemed to bring out my naughty side so easily. She had long blond hair, big
brown eyes and a little button nose. She was petite, but had blossomed into
a lovely young woman, with flared hips, firm bosom, and tiny waist.

Liz, her elder sister by three years, was also very attractive, but in a
more sophisticated way. She was a little taller with long dark auburn
hair. She worked for a law firm and was very much the
`get-ahead-career-woman' in her expensively-cut suits and designer specs.


But I'd really had my eye on the lovely Becky for quite a while now. She
was so much the sweet little-girl-next-door type that always appealed to me
-- I find innocence in another such a turn-on and a challenge. We'd always
gotten along very well together. She and I had sometimes engaged in
occasional eye flirting. It was just an innocent game to begin with, but I
detected an undercurrent of mutual attraction.

My brother's family was quite conventional and straight-laced. To me they
all seemed rather sexually repressed. I considered how delicious it might
be to weaken the barriers created by Becky's conservative upbringing and
welcome her into my world. In fact, that was all I'd been thinking
about. It had become an obsession with me. I'm sure my brother and his wife
would've been shocked if they'd known what naughty thoughts I, a mature
woman of 39, had been courting about their youngest girl.


A while ago I finally managed to break the ice between Becky and me -- not
that there was much ice to break. But we'd always kept our distance and
acted in an appropriate manner towards each other as befits an aunt and her
niece. Our relationship moved up a notch when we found ourselves
unexpectedly alone on a park bench during one of our little `walk-and-talk'
sessions.

We were resting after a particularly long stroll in the hot sunshine. While
we sat and took a breather I became overwhelmed by the terrible urge to
kiss her. I couldn't resist it. I took a chance and moved on her. I had it
in mind that as a `get-out' - that is, if she turned her head away, I would
make some excuse like, "I thought I saw a little mark on your face that
needed wiping off," or suchlike.

But to my pleasant surprise she didn't flinch and allowed me to kiss her
softly on the lips. It was quite sweet and innocent really, although I got
the impression she may have been prepared to go further - had we not been
interrupted, that is.

A man walking his dog happened to come along at that moment and that, for
the time being at least, was that. The spell had been temporarily broken. I
would have to wait for another opportunity. Thus far our relationship
hadn't progressed beyond that first kiss.

The thought of possessing Becky's sweet youthful body, making her all hot
and worked-up really turned me on. The process of seduction followed by
corruption is a powerful drug to me.


The summer had finally arrived. It had been a long time coming. Our
extended families were due to go on a trip to the beach for a few days on
New Jersey's South Shore. My sister-in-law, Becky's mum, was with us, along
with a gang of our cousins. We had rented a number of holiday apartments
for the few days we were on vacation.

It was plain crazy when we were all on the beach together, kids everywhere,
screaming for suntan lotion, snacks and all kinds of stuff that kids
love. Becky and I had always enjoyed chatting with each other. I guess she
found me easy to talk to and a welcome change from her parent's staid
attitude to life, particularly her mother who had had a strict catholic
upbringing, so we kept our towels together, but slightly apart from the
rest.

I was wearing a one-piece bathing suit underneath a top-shirt of
cheesecloth and when I took my top off I noticed Becky's eyes almost
popping out much to my amusement. I'm rightly proud of my bust and on this
occasion I was fully aware that my nipples were firm and poking through the
snug lycra swimsuit. I milked the attention for all it was worth,
accentuating my bust by breathing deeply and steadily. I kept my eyes on
her as she blushed deliciously, highlighting the one or two freckles on her
nose.


We settled down on the warm sand. She had a fashion magazine, and I, a
steamy Jackie Collins novel. But my mind was more concerned with my niece's
naughty bits than with Collins's naughty prose. I asked her to rub some
sun-bloc into my shoulders. She was only too pleased to oblige. I lay face
down on the towel and she slipped off my shoulder straps.

"You've got a lovely tan already, Aunt Kate," she said squirting some
lotion into her hand. "How do you manage it when you work all the time?"

"Well, I guess I'm lucky to work close to a health gym. I sometimes
`top-up' on the sun-bed during lunchtime. It helps maintain my tan all the
year round."

She had a nice, firm touch and seemed to enjoy massaging the lotion right
into my skin. I was disappointed when she'd finished, it had almost sent me
off to sleep with a damp pussy.

"Would you like me to do you now?" I said, looking at her sideways and
raising my sun-glasses.

"Oh, yes please. Great!"

"Lie down, then."

I unhooked her yellow bikini top and squirted the Sunbloc across her
shoulders and back. She shuddered as the cold lotion made contact with her
hot skin which was a gorgeous honey colour. Becky was a true beauty in
every sense of the word.

As I worked the lotion in she moaned inwardly and I tried to imagine what
she would look like tied to my bed with black silk ribbon, her legs spread
and defenceless. The wonderful liberties I could then take with her as she
lay helpless, yet perhaps begging for more. I wondered what her face would
look like flushed with orgasm after I had mercilessly teased her to it.


My fantasizing had got me wet. I hoped to god it wasn't too obvious.

"Say Becky? How about you and me going for a walk down the beach later on?
You know, when we've both had enough sun."

"Oh yes, Aunt Kate! That would be marvellous. Maybe we could visit the
lighthouse." She smiled, showing the braces she now wore. These were a late
addition as far as her orthodontist was concerned, her parents finally
persuading her she'd look so much better with her teeth straightened. They
made her look about fourteen, kind of `little-girl' cute, and that suited
me fine. It made her so appealing, and me... feel so deliciously wicked.

An hour later I mentioned to Judy (Becky's mum - my sister-in-law) that we
were going for a walk so she wouldn't suddenly miss us.

She looked relieved to have one less to worry about. Judy was overly
protective, I felt.

Becky and I started off down the beach. The sun was high without a cloud in
the sky. The day was not unbearably hot because it was still early in the
season, and the sand felt wonderfully cool squeezing between my toes. There
was a sensuality about it. It got me thinking about things - about my
life. Becky was right, I really did seem to be working all the time. All
this sea and sand and fresh air and gorgeous company reminded me that there
was much more to life than selling real estate.

The crashing waves seemed to have an hypnotic effect as we left the crowded
beach near the parking lot and headed towards the old lighthouse. Becky
smiled radiantly at me, then looked out to sea, and back to me again, still
smiling. It was nice to know she was happy and comfortable in my
presence. If she only knew the truth about my intentions? Perhaps then she
wouldn't feel so relaxed?  She was so delightfully innocent I almost had an
attack of guilt -- almost but not quite. I had to keep reminding myself
that she was 18 now, a young woman, not a little girl. Although, I could
pretend she still was...

I soon gathered myself, the delicious anticipation of what was to come
washing away any pre-occupation with guilt. She'd never in a million years
guess what her sweet aunt had in store for her later that day.

We chatted about how boring it was to live in New Jersey in general, and
Brentwood in particular; about her classes at college, and how she couldn't
wait to get back there in the fall.

We went around a curve in the beach and the hubbub of the madding crowd
receded in the distance. The lighthouse stood against the clear blue sky
like a giant white candle. Each step seemed to get us no nearer. It was
further away than we thought. I became concerned. I didn't want to waste
too much time getting there and investigating. There were important issues
to attend to. I had to make my move soon.


"Becky sweetie," I smiled, kind of sweetly, but at the same time feeling
like the predator I really was. "Do you know why I invited you out here on
this little walk?"


"Umm, I -- I don't think so." She looked tentative - and fantastically
innocent.

"But you must have some idea?" I said, teasingly.

"Well, I suppose we like each other's company, don't we?"

"We surely do, honey...Well... you remember that little kiss I gave you
when we were in the park?"

"Oh yes, Aunt Kate, how could I forget? You really did take me by
surprise."

"Well, I'm sorry if I frightened you-"

"Oh, don't be sorry. You didn't frighten me. I thought it was sweet of
you. To be honest, I sort of wanted it to happen."

"You did?"

"Uh-huh. I can't begin to tell you how I really feel about you. I'm afraid
of what you might think."

"There's no need to be afraid, sweetheart. As long as you're happy."

"Are we going to kiss some more?"

"Of course, if that's what you want?"

"I would like that very much. I love having you around. You make me feel
important and nice."

"Thank you. You too." I took Becky's hand and squeezed. She reciprocated.

We walked over toward some dunes. The beach looked sheltered there, we
would be out of sight. Not that it mattered, there was no one around
anyway. The lighthouse seemed just as far away as ever, standing in the
bright white sunlight, beckoning us, yet remaining tantalizingly out of
reach. A gust of wind suddenly whipped gritty sand against my cheek and
into my eye, blinding me for a second. That gave me an opportunity...


"Oops...Something in my eye.... Just sand, probably. I'll have to stop for
a moment. I can't see!"

"Look... Come on, over here!" urged Becky, leading me by the hand. "There's
a place we can sit, a large dune, we'll be sheltered. No one will see
us. I'll have a look for you."

We walked a few steps through the loose sand. I slipped my arm round
Becky's tiny waist, hanging on to her. We reached the dune and sat down. I
sat cross-legged as Becky inspected my watering eye.

"I can't see anything," she said. "It's probably just a tiny grain. Pull
your eyelid over. That sometimes clears it."

She was fussing like Mother Hen now. I'd really sold her.

"But what about the lighthouse.?" I said, feigning disappointment, knowing
we weren't going to make it now.

"I think we may well have to forget about it today, I reckon it's still a
good half-hour away. I guess we should have started out earlier."

"Oh, rats! You're right, though." I pulled my eyelid down and allowed my
eye to water. "Trust me to foul things up..."

Becky aired some light-hearted disappointment, but like myself, I think she
had other more important things on her mind.


"Oh, Aunt Kate, it's not your fault. We can always go tomorrow."

"Of course we can, sweetie... Ah... That's better!"

Becky's face was still close as she wiped my eye. She leaned forward and
kissed my forehead. "I thought that would clear it," she said.


I could sense the mounting tension between us, Becky's unfulfilled
curiosity, my juicing pussy. My seduction of her was well underway.

"Becky, sweetheart, we can kiss a while, get to know each other a bit
more. But then I want to teach you some other things -- nice things."

"Like what, Aunt Kate?"

"About love. Let you in on some secrets - secrets only a special kind of
woman knows. Don't be frightened. I promise it'll be all right."

"Oh, I'm not frightened, Aunt Kate. Not when I'm with you. You make me feel
happy... and special."

"Good. Nice to know I'm good at something, anyway. Now let's lie down and
make ourselves comfortable. You can tell me all about high school - see if
things have changed much since I was there."

"High school's great. But let's not talk about that anymore today."

"What then?"

"I don't really feel like talking at all... I just fe-"

"That's fine, honey. No talking -- we'll just lie here in the sun and rest
awhile."

"And maybe kiss some more?"

"Sure honey, anytime you're ready. But I hope we're going to do a lot more
than just kiss. Have you ever gone further, I mean with the boys at High
School?" I teased her silky hair between my thumb and forefinger as she lay
with her head on my shoulder. "Or another girl, perhaps?"

Becky turned to me as she rose to the bait. The gentle breeze blew wisps of
straw-coloured hair across her blushing face.

"Sometimes I think about boys, sure. But I think about girls quite a lot,
too..." She stopped suddenly and brushed some grains of sand off her
thigh. She seemed troubled, lost in a memory. "I did go out with a guy for
a while. He was a total jerk though. It didn't work out and...Well, if you
want to know the truth, Aunt Kate - I did kiss a girl once, but only
once. And there was nothing in it. She was a friend of mine and it happened
during a sleep-over at her house. It was just a laugh, kids' stuff, nothing
more. We'd been drinking and it didn't lead to anything - only sleep." Oh,
Aunt Kate, do you think there's something wrong with me?"

"Not a thing, honey." I took Becky's hand and put her fingers to my lips. I
could feel her trembling. "It's never wrong for a woman to love a
woman. It's one of the most natural things in the world."

"I had this awful feeling at school that I'd be found out and become the
butt of everyone's jokes. In the showers with the other girls after games I
would feel so shy, embarrassed to look at the others, ashamed of my
feelings - that my body would betray me."

I put my arm around Becky and drew her to me, kissing her cheek as I did
so. I could taste the salty teardrop that had trickled down her face. "Hush
now, honey. I don't want you to worry about anything. There's nothing wrong
with you. In fact, you will soon realise there is much right about you and
that your feelings shouldn't be denied. In fact, your feelings should be
embraced, not feared. Now trust me. I will look after you."

"You are so nice, Aunt Kate. And such a good friend."

Hmm, she was soon to find out just how good a friend I wanted to be. I
wondered how she would react to finding out her favourite aunt, as well as
showing her affection, would equally love to have naughty sex with her.

"I'll always be here for you, Becky honey."

At this Becky broke down and sobbed against me. I wasted no time in
lowering my straps and freeing my boobs. I felt her heart beating against
my chest, heard the sharp intake of breath as she took a nipple between her
waiting lips. She felt like a little nibbling bird at my breast, a suckling
babe in arms and an electric tingle of desire fluttered inside me.


"Becky, I'm really hot for you...I fancy you like mad if you'd like to
know. I hope we can become more than just good friends, I really do. Do you
understand what that means?" With my free hand I very gently stroked the
inside of her thigh, down towards her knee, and up again. "Would you like
to learn about love from an older woman, to discover the secrets of Sapphic
desires? How would you feel about making it with me? I know that's going to
sound a bit kinky, me being your aunt. But it sort of adds a bit of spice
to it all, don't you agree?"

I watched her face turn a full-bloom blush.

"Oh God." She gulped, "I don't believe this is happening! This is what I've
wanted for so long."

"Well, honey, now you can have it."


"What do I have to do?" Becky asked. She sounded nervous, but intrigued.


I hugged her reassuringly. "Nothing really, you just follow your instincts
and let things take their course. You're doing just fine already."

It is then that I kissed her, full on and passionately. Her lips were
delightfully yielding, her tongue darting, alive and eager. Her hands
gripped me feverishly. I had to draw away to get my breath, such was the
ferocity of her embrace. I stroked down her neck and back praying she
wouldn't get cold feet at the last moment.


"Oh, this is so crazy!  I can't believe this is happening to me. It's what
I'd wished for a long time and now the opportunity has arrived I'm almost
too nervous to take it."

I kissed her again, this time squeezing her pert breasts inside her yellow
bikini top. I could feel the pellet-like nipples, so begging to be clamped
and pinched. Those beauties would have to wait their turn. There was plenty
of work to do yet.

I kissed her neck and flicked my tongue across her ear. She squealed,
saying she was ticklish. Her hair smelled of fresh lemon, her body, an
intoxicating mix of musk and suntan lotion. She smelt so good, it made my
whole body ache with desire. I could've eaten her right then and there. But
all in good time.

Far off I heard the sound of the waves crashing onto the beach and
predatory gulls on the wind. Finally, after many late nights of wicked
fantasies, it seemed one of my wildest was about to become a reality. I
could sense my niece trembling in anticipation of the door I was about to
open.


A light wind stirred the sands, a chill, or was it a thrill, ran up my
back. I kissed Becky again, running the tip of my tongue along her fleshy
lips. I pulled back to look into her eyes for a moment. They were swimming
with desire. I once again kissed her, working my tongue inside her mouth,
tasting the metal wire of her braces as I ran it across her front teeth. It
was just like kissing a child, so sweet and innocent. Becky closed her eyes
and moaned inwardly as I eased my fingers inside her bikini bottoms. It was
difficult not to rush things with time against us.


"Becky darling, I do believe you have something nice for me down here,
don't you?" Her breath was coming in short gasps now. I caressed her pubes
inside the flimsy material. Her body responded.


"Ooh, Oh my God." Becky moaned and trembled in my clasp, looking into my
eyes.


"Hmm, baby. That's a nice warm pussy you have there."


Becky arched her back beneath me, her head lolling from side to side as I
began massaging her.


I carefully slid my fingers inside her slippery pussy and watched her face.

"Why yes! What have we here?" I brushed her clitoris with my thumb. Her
body shuddered with pleasure.

"Mmm."

"My, oh my. I think we just found the key to your door, honey" I put my arm
around behind her as her back arched in ecstasy, resting my hand in the
small of her back. "Now... Put your hands behind you and feel for my hand."

"Like this..?"

"Yes, honey. That's just about perfect." On saying this I trapped both her
hands behind her. She didn't struggle. I continued to work my fingers
inside her, my thumb massaging her clit in a circular motion.

"Is that nice, Becky?"

"Mmm, hmm..."

"Do you like being held captive while I pleasure you?"

"Uh huh..."

"Would you like to be tied up for real, honey?"

"I'm not sure."

"Would you like to try it? It'll be okay, I promise."

"Oh, I know I can trust you. Oh my god, that feels so nice. Don't stop."

I continued to tease her, bringing her close to orgasm. It would have been
so easy to finish her off right there and then, but I wanted to keep her on
the edge, never quite getting there so that she'd beg for more. Then I'd
let her come down, let the fever subside for a while. Then I'd play with
her again, taking her close, but never close enough. Letting her look over
the edge, making her feel giddy with the height, then holding her back, not
letting her go. It thrilled me to see the blood come to her cheeks. When
she looked like she could take no more of the delicious torment I stopped.

"Aah. Oh, Aunt Kate!" Becky's voice was high and pleading. "Do it, for
heaven's sake. Don't stop now. Make me come..."

"I will, my sweet. But not just yet."

"Oh pleeease, Aunt Kate. Why not? Why won't you let me?"

"I will, Becky darling. But not here."

"What do you mean?"

"I want you to come over to my apartment tonight."

"Tonight?"

"Yes, Do you think you can manage that?"

"Oh god, how can you do this to me?"

"We have to get back."

"I don't want to go back."

"We have to, honey. They'll be wondering where we are. Well then? Will you
come?"

"I don't know. What will I say to Mommy?"

"I'm sure you'll think of something. Tell her you're coming round to play
some music or something."

I fingered her clitoris again. I felt she just needed a teeny bit more
encouragement and then she would be mine.

"Oh, Aunt Kate, how can you do this to me. Leave me hanging in the air like
this."

"Because when it does happen, it will be all the more sweeter for you. If
it's worth having, it's worth waiting for."

"Oh shit, this is absolute torture," her eyes fluttered as I slipped down
her body and proceeded to rub my own pussy against hers.

I let my whole weight rest on her while I kissed her again, exploring her
mouth, tasting her. I had her now.

I went down on her, releasing her arms and scooping my hands through the
sand under her knees to draw them up towards me. Her legs spread
invitingly. I parted her pussy. Her youthful smells were so intoxicating, a
musky fragrance wafting from within. My head began to spin. I dipped my
tongue inside her, tasting her savouriness, her sweetness. Her body
shuddered. I worked her up again, then, just as she was about to come...

"Oh no, Aunt Kate, please no...Don't stop there...That's cruel."

But I was resolute; I would not allow her fulfilment on the beach. I wanted
her back in the privacy of my apartment where she would earn her orgasm. I
peered over the mound of her pubis and along the length of her body. Her
face was framed in the `V' between her breasts. She was staring right
back. I locked her desperate eyes with my own.

"If you want the rest of this, you little slut, you'd better come round to
my apartment at 8 o'clock sharp this evening, hadn't you?  And you'd better
not be late. Your aunt doesn't like to be kept waiting."

I hoped I hadn't overdone the dominant bit. I didn't want to put her off.

At that point she suddenly went into a tantrum, a childish display of
temper, like a child who is not allowed to have what it wants. I got up off
her, bent down and smacked her face to calm her down. I hadn't anticipated
this.

"Now, that's enough, Becky. We have to get back now. They'll be wondering
where we are."

She looked shocked. But it stopped her tantrum. She put her hand to her
face where I'd struck her. There was a look of disbelief in her eyes. I
could see that I'd hurt her, not physically. It was only a light slap, just
enough to prick her emotionally. I went to give her a forgiving kiss, but
she turned her face to the side.

"Kiss me, Becky. Kiss me and forgive me...Or there'll be no more of this, I
promise you."

I could see that that threat had hit home nicely. A tear rolled down her
cheek. She let me kiss her on the lips. I opened my mouth and wondered if
she could taste herself. Things would be okay now. I had made my mark. She
would come to my apartment tonight -- of that I was quite certain.


...to be continued...


Will Becky go to her aunt's apartment, and if she does, will the predatory
Kate succeed in introducing Becky to her own darker side..? Mmm, yum-yum!