Date: Tue, 14 Apr 2009 20:18:16 -0700 (PDT)
From: Jan None <janmay699@yahoo.com>
Subject: Aunt Charlotte and leslie (lesbian/adult, f/F, f/FF, f/f)

Warning:

This story is a work of fiction and contains
descriptions of explicit sexual acts incest between a
girl an aunt and other women.  If this type of
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             Aunt Charlotte and Leslie
                        By
                       Jan

	My story is not all that uncommon.  I grew up
in a small rural town in Michigan.  The girls I grew up
with were all dreaming about the day they would
marry and have children.  They wanted a home much
like their parents provided for them.  If they were
thinking about college, it was just so they could meet
Mister Right.

	When I was in my freshman year of high school
I was just like them.  As soon as I got to school I
would gather around the quad and talk about some
silly movie or about my latest date.  I was 14-years
old, five-feet four and 110 pounds.  I had brown hair
that was cut short of my shoulders.  I curled it
under by brushing it around my hand.  The boys did
appreciate my 36-C breasts.  If I liked them I would
let them feel my breasts.  The only boys I let touch
my pussy were boys I knew would never be around to
tell my classmates.  I was still a virgin.

	The summer vacation before I became a
sophomore I was allowed to visit my mother's
younger sister.  She owned a two story house near
Grand Rapids.  I thought it was large when I was
young.  It was made with shingle siding and had a
natural stone fireplace.  There were two bedrooms
upstairs.

	It was very exciting to visit her.  I was all new
to me.  The smell of the house was different; the
smell of the bed sheets was different.  I relished
getting to see new things.  Every night after I
bathed and was safely in bed, Aunt Charlotte would
come in and sit on my bed while she talked to me.
Her nightgown was so thin I could see everything.
She was 35-years old.  I thought she had the most
beautiful figure I had ever seen.  Her breasts were
large and very round.  I could see her dark areolas
and her nipples made pointed peaks.  As she sat on
the bed next to me I could not help but look at her
crotch.  There was no dark shadow between her legs.
I could see her labia and clit through the material it
was enough to make me excited.

	She brushed my bangs away from my face and
kissed me on the cheek the first night.  The second
night she told me how much she loved me and the
kiss was on my lips.  She smelled so nice and I loved
the taste of her mouth.  The blankets were not
covering my breasts and she placed her hand on my
right breast.  I all but swooned when I felt her hand
on my breast.  I did not resist when she slipped her
hand inside the neck of my nightgown.  She
continued to kiss me.  When my mouth relaxed her
tongue entered my mouth.

	She asked me if she could make love to me.  I
was shocked by her bold request.  I had never
thought about a woman as a sexual object before.
There were women and girls I thought were very
pretty, but I had never thought about what it would
be like to touch them and have them touch me.
While she was kissing me she was squeezing my tit
and toying with the nipple with her fingers, all I
could think of was how wrong that was.  It felt so
good I didn't stop her.  I could not resist reaching
for her breast too.

	Her breast was so soft and pliable under my
fingers.  She did let go of my tit long enough to
stand up and let her nightgown fall to the floor.  I
could not help but see that she did not have a single
hair on her pussy.  There was not even a hint of
stubble.  Before she sat back down she pulled the
covers down to my knees.

	There was a moment I wanted to cover up my
crotch with my hands.  I didn't need to, Charlotte
did it for me.  She was rubbing my nightgown into
the crack of my pussy.  The gossamer material was
wet and slimy from my own pussy juices.  She could
feel my pubic hair through the nightgown.  She used
her fingers to pleat the bottom of my gown until my
crotch was exposed.  She stuck her finger in my
pussy and soon had my clitoris tingling.

	I had heard of girls sucking pussy but I could
not believe it when my aunt leaned over and covered
my vulva with her mouth.  She sucked my pussy until
I had the most intense climax of my life.  When she
lifted her head she told me that she would have to
shave me in the morning.

	That had me thinking all night.  I didn't have
much time to worry about what she was going to do
to me in the morning because she mounted the bed
and lowered her bald pussy down to my mouth.
There was no evading what she wanted me to do.
Her bald pussy was open and her labia spread over
my mouth like a gas mask.  My nose fit right under
her clit and when I stuck out my tongue it went into
her vagina.  When she lowered her body down onto
my face the tip of my tongue actually touched her
cervix.  I could not believe how much juice she
poured into my mouth.  She rode my face until she
climaxed.  There was no doubt when she came
because she howled, "GAWD DAMN!  I am coming!"

	When she stopped shaking, she turned around
and leaned over my body so that she could suck my
pussy again.  There was nothing to do but enjoy the
ride.  She didn't let me rest all night.  She even had
me get on my hands and knees.  She got behind me,
so that she could use her hands to spread my butt
open.  I was not prepared for what she did next.

	Charlotte actually stuck her tongue into my
asshole.  You would have thought she was licking her
favorite ice cream.  I was telling myself I could
never do that to anyone until another climax caught
up with me.  We eventually fell asleep early in the
morning and slept until noon.

	True to her word the next morning Aunt
Charlotte led me to her bathroom where she sat me
down on the lid of her toilet.  She ran water in the
sink until it was hot.  She moistened my vulva with a
damp washcloth.  Then she spread some shaving
cream all over my crotch and then used her pink
Lady Schick to shave all of the hair off of my pussy.
It was a turn on to have her pulling on my skin to
stretch it.  She even inspected my asshole to ensure
that she got every hair.  While she was at it she
even shaved my underarms to ensure my body was
hairless.  She washed me and applied skin
moisturizer to make me feel as smooth as a baby.

	Every waking moment when she was home she
was either sucking my tits or pussy and even
swabbing my asshole now and then.  She delighted in
the way I sucked her tits and pussy.  She didn't
force me to lick her asshole.  Her comment was, "In
time you will ask me to let you lick my asshole."

	It was a regular ritual for us to shave each
other and apply skin cream.  Of course every shaving
ended with us ensuring we got ever hair by swabbing
the skin with our tongues.

	One night when she got home from work she
told me that she had invited a friend of hers, named
Mary over for a visit.  My first reaction was
jealousy.  I did not want to share her with anyone.
It felt like she was being unfaithful to me.

	When Mary knocked at the door I saw that her
figure was every bit as curvaceous as my aunt's.
They were both very busty.  If anything Mary was
even more so.  When Charlotte introduced Mary to
me, the woman hugged and kissed me like I was close
family.  She was also 35-years old.

	My jealousy would not last long.  Mary was
quick to draw me into her arms as she sat down in
the guest chair and had me sit on her lap.

	She was talking to Charlotte about what an
attractive young lady I was.  Mary told me, "Your
Aunt Charlotte has been carrying on about you at
work in such glowing terms that I was beginning to
fantasize about you.  Now that I have met you I see
that she was not exaggerating at all."

	I was flattered by her praise.  One hand was
stroking my back and the other hand was resting in
my lap.  At one point she told me that I was so
sweet looking that she could not resist kissing me.

	The kiss was far more than a friendly kiss.
Her soft lips lingered.  I could taste her lipstick.
Her light floral perfume was intoxicating.  When her
hand sought out the swell of my breast, I opened my
mouth as if to say something.  No words were spoken
by me because her thick tongue invaded the open
chasm of my mouth.  I cast a guilty eye at
Charlotte, thinking she might not like another woman
kissing me in such an erotic manner.

	Charlotte's face did not register any animosity
towards Mary in any way.  She was even smiling,
much as a proud parent would when another adult
praised their children.  I relaxed as Mary's hand
slipped inside my blouse.  Her fingers slid right under
my nylon bra.  I chose a nylon bra because it had
that nude look under my blouse, and I was young
enough not to need the support.  The material
stretched to accommodate her hand.  The warmth
of her hand made my nipple hard and stiff.

	It was so strange to be sitting there in front
of my first love and be felt up by a woman I had
just met.  In a way it was also erotic.  Mary asked
me, "Would you like to take off the rest of your
clothes, and let me admire your body?"

     I looked at Charlotte for permission.  Charlotte
gave her permission with a nod of her head.  I placed
my feet on the floor and stood up to remove my
clothes.  Being a young girl I had dressed that day in
a simple nylon bra under a light blouse tucked into a
short plaid skirt with thin nylon panties.  My feet
wore white flats without socks.  I used my toes to
pry my flats off by the heel, while I was pulling my
blouse out of the waist of my skirt.

	While I was shedding my clothes Mary was
stroking the backs of my legs with her hands.  I was
facing her as I unbuttoned the blouse and pulled it
free of my body.  I reached behind my back to
unhook the bra; the action drew the material tightly
over my breasts which made the areolas clearly
visible through the thin nylon.  I saw what Mary was
looking at and felt pride in my breasts.  When I
pulled the bra clear of my arms and dropped it on
the floor I could not resist leaning forward to press
my tits against her face.

	She held onto both of them with her hands
while she sucked on my nipples, first one and then
the other.  She continued to suck on them while I
unhooked the back of my skirt.  After pulling down
the zipper, it only took a little tug to let the skirt
fall to the floor and step out of it.  At that point all
I had on was the thin nylon panties.

	The thing about nylon panties besides being
transparent is that they hold in the heat and make
the aroma very strong.  It was almost embarrassing
to know that Mary was able to smell my pussy all of
the way up to my tits.

	The smell did get her attention; she sat back
and placed her hands on my hips while she studied
my pussy.  She was the one that rolled my panties
down.  When my vulva was exposed Mary's face lit up
as she looked at Charlotte, "I see you have already
shaved her pussy, you nasty old bitch!"

	Mary reached out and felt my pussy with the
palm of her hand, "It's so soft, it is hard to believe
she is old enough to have hair."

	Eventually she finished pulling down my panties
so that I could step out of them.  When she held
the warm and wet nylon in the palm of her hand they
were just a little ball of neutral colored nylon.  She
stuffed that little ball into my pussy.  There was not
much of an obstruction because Aunt Charlotte had
broken my hymen a day or two before.  She played
with my clit for a short time before she pulled my
wet panties from my pussy with her teeth.

	She sat me down and stood before me and
undressed herself.  She was dressed in a short
waisted jacket with three-quarter length sleeves and
a 'Mandarin' collar, with a matching 'Queen Ann' pink
skirt that was knee length.  Her four inch heels were
ivory.  When she opened her jacket I was impressed
with the size of her breasts.  With the jacket on
she looked like an overweight woman.  With it off, I
could see that if it were not for her breasts, she
had an average figure for a tall woman.  Her breasts
were somewhere between DD and F sized.  They
were so large it was hard to understand how she
could stand upright.  She had on a very delicate full
slip.  From what I could see of her bra it matched
her slip.

	Her next move was to unfasten the back of her
skirt.  She was very careful removing the skirt and
folding it before laying it down.  The massive size of
her breasts prevented her from pulling the slip over
her head.  She pulled her arms out of the shoulder
straps one at a time before she pulled the slip down
over her ample hips.  She stepped out of it and stood
there in front of me as she reached behind her back
to unhook the largest bra I had ever seen.  This bra
was built for a lot of support.  The lace may have
been delicate but it was supported by strong
shoulder straps wide enough to not cut into her
shoulders.  When she released them their weight
made them sag but they were like two flesh colored
watermelons.  The mauve areolas were every bit as
large as dessert plates.  They were stretched into
ovals and the nipples were proportionally large too.
The temptation to touch them was too strong to
resist.

	When I placed my hands on them the areolas
were larger than my hands.  Grasping them was like
grasping heavy marshmallows.  I placed my head
between her breasts and rested them on my
shoulders.  The fragrance of her perfume was
comforting because she smelled so good.  I could
have spent the rest of the night between her
breasts.  She had other ideas.

	Mary eventually pried me away from her
breasts.  She had on panties that matched her bra
and slip.  They were tight fitting but covered her
vulva and behind completely.  She used both hands to
work them down.  When I saw her vulva I saw that
Charlotte has shaved her too.  In addition she had a
clitoris so large that it stuck straight out in front of
her pussy.  I was fascinated by it.  Her clit was
every bit as large as a young boy's dick.  Again I
could not resist the temptation to touch her clit.

	I felt the stiffness of her clit.  It was
intriguing the way she responded to my touch.  I felt
like I was masturbating a boy.  Just the same she
tasted like Aunt Charlotte's pussy.  Her clit must
have been particularly sensitive because she started
quivering and saying what a good pussy eater I was.

	Mary joined us.  The two women lavished their
affections on me with no limit to what they did to
me.  They both sucked and played with my breasts.
When they had played with my breasts until they
were painful to the touch, they turned their
attention to my pussy.

	While Mary sucked on my pussy Charlotte
busied herself with probing my asshole with her
tongue.  I was rocking back and forth driving a
tongue deep into my pussy and then I shoved my
butt against the tongue in my ass.  I thought I was
happiest girl on earth, when I felt the climax
overtake me.

	While I recovered Mary picked up her purse
and pulled out a rubber dildo that was somewhere
between 6 and 7-inches long.  It was about an inch in
diameter.  She demonstrated its use by fucking my
aunt in front of me.  Just watching that rubber
thing disappearing into her pussy made my own pussy
itch.

	When Charlotte recovered she repositioned me
so that I was in her place.  Then she moved behind
me and placed her legs on either side of my body and
rested my head right on Mary's bald vulva.  Then she
reached over my body, took hold of my legs and
spread them.  She said, "Go ahead!" to Mary.

	Mary still had the thing strapped onto her
body, so she nuzzled the business end of the dildo
against my pussy.  It was really wet after having
fucked Charlotte.  There was no warning when she
lifted up onto her toes and drove her hips down into
my pussy with her full weight.  I felt a burning, a
tearing sensation.  I wanted to scream and pull away
from her but there was no place to go.  I was
trapped between Charlotte's legs.  My aunt was
holding me still.  It was an effort but she managed
to bend over and cover my mouth with hers.  The
only way I could see Mary was to turn my head, and
get a glimpse of her face out of the corner of my
eye.

	Mary had a pleased look on her face.  She was
enjoying finishing the deflowering my Aunt Charlotte
had started a day or two before.  By the time she
would finish I would never be a virgin again.  She only
pulled the dildo out of my pussy so that she could
inspect what she had done.  She probed my pussy
with her fingers.  When she withdrew them they
were streaked with watery traces of blood.

	Aunt Charlotte was comforting me, "Honey,
from now on you well be able to enjoy sex to the
fullest."

	I didn't understand what she meant at the
time.  Mary finished fucking me before she was
finished.  We sat around afterwards talking about
what it was like for me.  They both assured me that
before long I would be able to take even bigger
dildos in my pussy.  If I wanted they would be happy
to introduce me to anal sex too.  I sure was not
feeling up to anymore fucking for the time being.

	Mary got dressed and made her goodnights
before departing.

	It took me another day to get over the
stiffness and pain of my first fucking.  Charlotte
kept me entertained by sucking my pussy regularly
and feeding me her own pussy.  When the pain was
gone and I felt horny enough to try it again,
Charlotte produced a dildo that was much larger
than the one Mary had used on me.  I was
apprehensive at the prospect of that thing being
inserted in me.  When I discovered that it did not
hurt me anywhere as much as it had when Mary
entered me, I relaxed and she drove it in to the
fullest depths.  I would have never believed that it
would have fit in me.  She took her time and fucked
me slowly.  After that the dildo became a part of
our daily sex practices.

	Mary started dropping by every day and she
brought along additional dildos.  She used them on
both of us.  There were times Charlotte would have
one strapped to her body and have it buried in my
pussy while Mary would have one strapped to her
body and have it buried in Charlotte's ass.  When
Mary fucked my aunt, my aunt was fucking me.

	Daily the three of us engaged in sex that went
from sucking pussy and riming ass to fucking each
other with dildos.  By the time my holiday was over
and I had to return home I was a real pussy slut.  I
had not had a dildo in my ass but I definitely had an
itch in my ass.  Aunt Charlotte had given me a couple
of dildos to play with.

	I sought out my best friend, Amy, when I got
home and told her all about my aunt and her friend.
She was fascinated by my story and wanted to see
my new toys.  I had been using them on myself daily.
So when Amy smelled my dildos that still smelled like
latex rubber but they also carried the aroma of my
pussy and the smaller one had the odor of my ass.

	It took me a few days but Amy was stretched
out and no longer a virgin either.  That was the
beginning of me breaking in several of my girlfriends.
There was a special little group of girls that were
indulging in sex with each other.



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