Date: Mon, 3 Mar 2003 21:30:49 EST
From: Chta919@aol.com
Subject: Aunt Lisa's Summer with Jenny

Legal stuff and disclaimers, etc.....

The following entry in the lesbian incest area of Nifty.org is a
completely fictional story that is a result of my naughty and, yes,
female mind. It remains my property, so that is my notice that stealing
it and stuff is plagiarism. Reposting at other sites is fine with my
permission. Some of my other stories appearing at Nifty.org are "My
Cumming of Age," "School Play" (as yet unfinished... still wondering
where to go that is different from what has already happened), and "My
Lover, My Self" which is part of a longer work in process in the Lesbian
Romance Section. There isn't much sex beyond masturbation and the
characters' fantasies in this chapter, but the idea of it is erotic, I
think, as to where it will lead from here. If you want to know what
happens with Lisa and Jenny, let me know. My imagination is running on
overdrive with the possibilities, and I intend to write it whether or not
you want to read it. But at least I know if I should post subsequent
chapters here.

If sex between an aunt and her 12 year old niece offends you, go away and
keep your comments to yourself. They will fall on deaf ears anyway. I
mean you decided to come here.

This is for my dear friends Tammy and Jenny, and of course, Lisa who
makes my life bearable. I hope I have made you proud. The real Jenny is
now older than 12, but the change is one I decided on for the innocence
factor. I hope you don't mind, Jen.

Now sit back and enjoy the read.


Aunt Lisa's Summer with Jenny

	Lisa waited patiently for the plane to land with her niece aboard.
She had been anticipating this for a long time.  Jenny was only twelve, her
sister's only child, and Lisa was looking forward to having another girl
around the house for the summer.  Her husband and children were touring the
country for their vacation.  Lisa couldn't go because of sudden work that
she had to complete in her blossoming business as an interior designer.
She was jealous, yes.  But she at least had little Jenny coming to keep her
company.  She worked out of her home, and the child's friendly company
would be nice.  At twenty-nine, she had two daughters, nine and seven, and
she knew she would miss them terribly.  Jenny would help fill the void.
	Finally, the plane landed and she waited at the end of the ramp for
Jenny to disembark.  She had gotten permission to wait here when she'd told
security that she was meeting a young child.  They would do ANYTHING to
keep from having to be responsible for a minor in the crowded airport.
	She saw little Jenny immediately.  Her long dark brown hair fell in
waves down her back and over her shoulders.  Her smiled absolutely beamed.
Lisa could see the young girl's milk chocolate brown eyes as the smile
touched them and made them twinkle with glee at seeing her aunt waiting for
her.  She rushed into Lisa's outstretched arms and hugged her close.
	"Aunt Lisa!" she squealed.
	"My goodness," Lisa answered, feeling the young girl's strong hug
against her ribcage.  "Let's get a look at you!"
	Jenny stepped back to be admired.  Lisa was suddenly aware of her
youthful figure.  Her small titties were beginning to press against her top
and her hips were beginning to flare out from her waist.  Her clothes
accented her figure well.  Lisa was overcome with a sudden rush of
excitement that she didn't anticipate at all.
	Where had THAT come from?  She felt her cheeks flush with a mixture
of slight horniness, embarrassment, and shock.  Then she remembered she had
been reading a story last night about a young girl's sexual escapades.  The
story had brought her to the point of masturbating herself, although she
hadn't reached an orgasm due to an unexpected phone call from Greg and the
kids.  After the call, she'd been too sleepy to finish what she'd started
and didn't see the need anyway since she had calmed down considerably
talking to her two munchkins.  Maybe that had been the trigger for her
sudden lustful feelings for her niece.  She realized that the precocious
sexpot in the erotic novel that she'd been reading had been described as
looking very much the same as Jenny looked.  Youthful, nearly boyish in
figure, dark hair and eyes.  Yes, that must be it.  True, she found the
book highly stimulating sexually, but the sudden rise in her libido at
seeing her little niece was a surprise, to say the least.  She dismissed
the erotic nature of her thoughts as leftover tension from the night before
and made a mental note to finish the job tonight after Jenny was in bed.
	Jenny flew once again into Lisa's arms, hugging her tightly again.
Then they headed for the baggage claim area.
	"I have so much to tell you about," she said excitedly.  "I've been
taking riding lessons at the stables and Mom is thinking of actually BUYING
me a horse for my birthday next March!"
	"Oh, really?  That does sound like fun."
	"You don't know the half of it!" Jenny exclaimed in answer.  "I
just LOVE to ride horses.  It's the greatest feeling in the world."
	Uh-oh.  That feeling was returning, unbidden.  The little heroine
in the book loved to ride horses too, but for a different reason.  She
loved the feel of bouncing in the saddle and allowing her little pussy to
slap itself against the leather saddle until an orgasm approached and
nearly made her fall off the noble animal.  In fact, Lisa remembered being
this age and riding horses at the stables near their home in Remington, the
small town where she and her sister Ann, Jenny's mother, had grown up.  She
remembered that there was something wonderful about riding that she had
never mentioned to her mother, although she had once told Ann about it.
	This made her think of Ann, who was two years older, and the
memories of waking in the night to find her alone and busy in bed some
nights.  It was through this silent, secretive watching of her older sister
that Lisa had learned about masturbation and orgasms.  And the sudden
thought of why the horse riding must have felt so good had become clear
with the first tentative rubbings of her own mound.
	Jenny was still talking animatedly about riding.  This girl was
horse crazy.  "I can't imagine anything that feels as good as riding a
horse," she continued rambling.  "It makes me feel all grown up or
something."
	Lisa looked at Jenny and silently wondered about the full meaning
of what she'd been saying.  Is it possible that she had discovered how
wonderful it felt to bounce up and down in the leather saddle?  She tried
to read the mischievous glint in her eyes as she spoke about riding, but
she wasn't sure.  For some reason the idea of little Jenny bouncing her way
to an orgasm caused Lisa to blush again with returning excitement.  She had
even cut her eyes at her when she had said "or something."
	After they collected all of Jenny`s luggage, they had a skycap take
the luggage to a waiting cab outside the terminal.  Lisa tipped the skycap
and they headed for Greg and Lisa's home outside the city.  On the way they
talked about a variety of things, mostly what they would be doing in their
spare time.
	"Maybe we can go riding, even," Lisa said.  Jenny smiled broadly at
that.  That mysterious glint returning to her eyes.
	Then she hugged Lisa again in the cab.  Suddenly Lisa was noticing
that when Jenny hugged her, she would squeeze her smaller titties to her
larger ones hard enough that Lisa noticed the pressure of the contact.  She
became aware that Jenny may be copping a feel of her breasts in a sneaky
sort of way.  Jenny certainly hugged more than Lisa remembered the girl
doing a year ago when they'd last seen each other.
	Finally they were home and after paying the cab, Lisa helped Jenny
bring her bags into the spacious home.  "You'll be staying in Tina and
Erin's room," she said, leading the way into her daughters' bedroom.  She
felt that Jenny would be more at home in there, where young girl things
were everywhere.  Stuffed animals on the double bed, posters of puppies and
kittens, and other little girl things adorned the room.  "Do you want help
unpacking?"
	"Sure," she said, still beaming.
	Lisa put the largest suitcase on the bed and opened it.  She began
working with her toiletries.  She had made sure there were several drawers
emptied for her to use in the girls' dresser.  She began to unpack Jenny's
clothes, starting with her panties.
	They were adorable cotton panties of varying pastels.  She found
herself imagining Jenny putting them on after a shower and wondered again
at her imagination's paths.  This was totally unlike her.  Lisa continued
putting away the panties until she had a sudden vision of her niece
reaching inside them to rub her small pussy in this very bed.  Lisa
actually shook my head to clear the image.  When she got to the little
A-cup bras, she noticed her hands beginning to tremble.  I DEFINITELY
needed to take care of some things, she thought to herself.  And soon.


	Lisa didn't notice Jenny come back into the room, and she held the
little bra up for inspection, even holding it up to her much too big
titties to compare.  Jenny smiled to herself.
	"I think it is too small for you," she joked, startling her aunt
and laughing at her own joke.
	"Oh, honey.  I know that.  I was just admiring it.  It's so
pretty."
	"Hey, maybe I could model for you later?  I want to be either a
model or a horse trainer when I grow up, so that would be kinda nice,
actually."
	Even though she recognized the danger of such a thing as having the
young girl model for her, she found herself agreeing.  Her voice sounded
far away.
	When they'd finished unpacking, they decided to go for a swim in
the pool.
	"Great!  I can begin by modeling my bathing suit."
	"Of course," Lisa agreed, finding her breathing a bit difficult.
	Jenny opened her drawers to find her bathing suits, of which she'd
brought three.  Pulling out her favorite one, she immediately began to
strip with Lisa looking on.
	"Hon, don't you think you should..." her voice trailed off as
her young niece pushed her pants and panties to the floor with one swoosh
of garments.  The top and little bra were next.  Lisa found herself looking
at an absolutely gorgeous, nude cherub.
	She noticed the tiny patch of light brown fuzz that had begun to
develop around the child's labia.  It was almost invisible it was so
sparse.  Her tiny titties were more nipple than anything.  Raspberry
colored nipples that puckered into small hard bullets that looked
positively mouth-watering.  Jenny seemed unaware of the effect she was
having on her aunt.
	"Will you model for me too?" she asked innocently.
	Again Lisa heard her voice from somewhere far off.  "Sure, hon.  If
you want me to."
	"I do.  Definitely."  She smiled up at her aunt.  She then dropped
her bathing suit on the floor behind her.  "Oops.  Clumsy me."  She turned
and bent over, revealing the fullness of her small but delectable ass to
Aunt Lisa.
	It was all Lisa could do to keep from leaning down and kissing that
beautiful little ass.  It was muscular, firm, and rounded, and she imagined
her hands running over the globes and squeezing them and spanking them
playfully.  Then she saw herself kissing and nibbling on the little girl's
ass, her tongue bathing it before plunging into the cleft in between.
	Lisa was suddenly aware that she was about to come in her pants.
She'd never been this horny before and had never, ever thought about her
little niece in a sexual way.  She wanted desperately to get to the
bathroom, anything, and bring the orgasm that was threatening to bring
itself to life.
	Jenny stood up and turned, sitting on the bed to put the bottoms on
over her feet.  It was too much for Lisa.  She stared as the little lips of
the twelve-year-old's pussy spread as she lifted a leg.  She was actually
drooling.
	And then she came.
	It wasn't a huge orgasm, thank goodness, but it was an orgasm.  She
didn't moan or groan; she just trembled ever so slightly.  It was small by
comparison to most orgasms she had experienced, probably due to the lack of
actual touching, but it was enough that Jenny asked if something was wrong.
	"No, honey.  Nothing.  Just a chill.  Nothing wrong at all."  She
realized she was denying it too much, babbling really, and closed her
mouth.
	After putting on the skimpy top, Jenny announced, "Now, it's your
turn to model."
	Lisa wasn't sure what to do.  She could feel her panties sticking
to her pussy and the moisture that had become a flood with her orgasm.  But
she couldn't go back on what she'd said to her niece.  She just hoped the
little girl wouldn't notice.
	They stepped down the hall into Greg and Lisa's room.  Reaching
into a drawer, she withdrew a bikini, noticing she was getting her sexiest,
skimpiest bikini for the afternoon swim with Jenny, who had plopped down on
Lisa's bed.
	She began to undress.  She noticed that Jenny looked curiously at
her as she stripped.  Jenny noticed especially the D-cup breasts that
sprang out of the bra when Lisa released the globes.  Then Lisa pulled her
panties down.  She blushed profusely.  Her juices had covered the crotch of
her panties, and the odor of her horniness suddenly filled the room.  She
could still feel her pussy demanding attention since the small orgasm had
not quenched her fires, but had only fanned the flames of her desire.
	Looking at Jenny, she noticed that she indeed did see the stained
patch on her panties, the glistening wetness that was evidence of her
excitement and lust for the little girl.  Standing naked before her young
niece, she couldn't take it anymore.
	"I'll be right back, honey.  Make yourself comfortable."  And with
that she went into her bathroom and closed the door behind her.
	Curious, Jenny got up and picked up the soaked panties Lisa had
left behind in her haste.  Lifting them to her nose, she sniffed them.
Yes.  Aunt Lisa had come.  She thought she had, but wasn't sure.  Until
now.  Of course, it could have been just a lot of wetness, but the
shuddering and trembling were what she'd thought they were.  But what was
Aunt Lisa doing now in the bathroom?  If she had come, shouldn't she be
over it now?
	She went to the bathroom door.  She could hear the slippery sounds
of pussy rubbing on the other side.  And the unmistakable sounds of her
aunt moaning.
	Holy shit! she thought.  She's doing it again!
	The moans increased in volume a bit and Jenny heard her aunt have
her second orgasm in the past five minutes.  Jenny continued listening
until the toilet flushed and then ran back to the bed and waited.  Lisa
came out of the bathroom looking satisfied and still breathing a bit hard.
Jenny's pussy, however, was on fire, and she wondered when she would be
able to have her own orgasm.  She found herself enormously attracted to her
aunt.  She had known for some time that she was attracted to her ever since
she had been caught in their room when Aunt Lisa and her family had visited
them and she and her husband, Greg, had had sex when she was hidden in the
room.
	She had been in the room they were staying in when they came in and
shut the door.  When she'd heard them coming down the hall, she had gotten
under the bed because she'd been snooping and didn't want to get caught.
It was the middle of the afternoon, which, with what they did, was enough
to shock the little then eleven-year-old, and now she was stuck there until
they left again.  Her Uncle Greg had talked dirty to her Aunt Lisa, and the
thing that had gotten Jenny's attention, even then, was Uncle Greg talking
about Aunt Lisa and another woman in bed together.  The talk had seemed to
get Aunt Lisa really going, because she'd said stuff like, "Oh, yes.  I
could lick her pussy while you watched."  It was obviously just grownup's
bedroom talk like she`d read in the books her dad had stashed in his
bedside drawer, but the idea that her Aunt Lisa was turned on by sex with
another female had not been forgotten.  She'd listened to them grunt their
orgasms out, and masturbated her hairless little cunny hoping to accomplish
her first orgasm (she hadn't had one yet at that time), while imagining
what was taking place on the bed above her.
	She hadn't come.  But she had started having ideas about other
girls after that, especially her Aunt Lisa, whom she had always adored.
She even had experimented sexually with Diane, a friend her age back home.
She had often wondered what it would be like to have sex with a grown
woman, and to be honest the thought of her Aunt Lisa had been a frequent
fantasy of hers since she'd been invited to stay the summer with her.  She
just wasn't sure how to get things started.
	Jenny could see the moisture from Lisa's steaming pussy on the
outer lips and the fringes of hair that covered her mound.  She couldn't
help but stare at the gorgeous cunt that presented itself to her gaze.
Lisa noticed the direction of her eyes and wondered what the youngster was
thinking.  What the hell, she thought.  Might as well ask her.
	"So what are you looking at?" she asked, smiling slightly.
	Jenny looked up into her face.  A blush moved up her chest into her
cheeks as she realized that she'd been caught looking at Lisa's pussy.
	"Oh.  Um.  I was just, uh, looking at how much hair you had down
there."
	"Well, it isn't as much as it should be.  I trim my bush to keep it
nice and neat.  Of course you aren't in need of doing that yet."
	"You trim it?"  Jenny had never heard of anyone doing that, but
then why should she.  The only girls she knew were her age and had no need
of trimming their pubic hair.
	"Yes, honey.  I trim it about once every two weeks.  In fact it is
time to trim it now."  A sudden thought occurred to Lisa.  "Would you like
to watch me so you can do it yourself one day?"
	Jenny's eyes widened at the thought of watching Lisa's hands so
near to her own pussy, pulling the lips wide to get to the hair down there.
"Okay," she said, almost in a whisper her throat had become so dry.
	Lisa had noticed the girl's interest in her pussy when she'd come
out of the bathroom.  Indeed she may have only been noticing the hair, but
the glint in the child's eyes was unmistakably that of lust.  Could this
little minx actually be getting turned on looking at me?  Her mind was
dazzled with the sudden possibilities.  In a mere hour, Lisa had become
aroused by her little twelve-year-old niece.
	Now the idea that their summer may end up becoming something more
made her heart skip a beat.  She wondered if what she was doing was truly a
good idea.  If Jenny was not as turned on as she thought, Lisa could be in
some serious trouble.  In the space of a few seconds, Lisa thought about
these things and figured there was no harm in seeing whether or not the
girl was interested in watching her shave and trim herself.  Somebody had
to teach her about this aspect of hygiene and appearance.  She decided that
if things went no further than Jenny watching her trim herself there could
be no trouble.  There was an adequate explanation.
	She looked down at her niece and held out her hand.  Jenny took it
and followed Lisa into the bathroom.  She could still smell her fluids that
hung in the air and hoped Jenny didn't recognize it.  She began to bring
out her gear to trim and shave her pubic area.
	Jenny could smell what Lisa hoped she couldn't as soon as they
entered the bathroom.  The smell of Lisa's pussy filled the small area and
was enhanced by the smell that still emanated from her.
	She looked at Lisa's body and made her appraisal.  She looked very
pretty, even younger than her twenty-nine years.  Her long light brown hair
hung about six inches below her shoulders, seeming to frame her size D
boobs.  She figured her waist to be about 25 inches and her ass was in
perfect proportion to the rest of her body, perhaps around 38 inches around
the hips.  As she hung behind Lisa as they entered the bathroom, her eyes
watched that mesmerizing ass.  Little Jenny could feel her desire beginning
to well up in her pussy in the form of even more wetness.
	Lisa indicated the toilet and lowered the lid to give her a place
to sit and watch and said, "Sit here, hon, so I can teach you about this."
	As she sat, Lisa noticed the darkening area on her bathing suit
that indicated a patch of wetness beneath her pussy.  Yes, she thought to
herself, she's as randy as I was before I masturbated.
	Lifting herself up, Lisa sat on the counter and faced the mirror,
propping her feet on either side of the sink so she could gain easy access
to her pussy and see it clearly.  She took the trimming scissors and began
to trim the hair.  Occasionally she would look over at Jenny to see if she
was watching.  Her attention was totally focused on what Lisa was doing.
And not only that, her hand would sometimes steal down and touch her pussy
through her bikini bottoms, rubbing herself briefly.  Because her attention
was on the mirror image of Lisa's pussy, she didn't notice that Lisa would
look at her occasionally.  Apparently, she thought that in order to trim
her pussy hair, Lisa would have to keep constant attention on her pussy.
Of course, this wasn't true, and Lisa was noticing that Jenny was getting
quite turned on watching this.
	Jenny watched as Lisa's hands used the scissors to trim the hair
around her pussy.  She was getting totally turned on.  She could see the
sticky juices of Lisa's pussy clinging to the inner lips as Lisa spread the
labia.  She could smell the fragrance of her pussy as it filled the air
around her.  And when she looked into the mirror to see where Lisa was
looking, she noticed that she was totally involved with her task.  She
began to reach down and stroke her pussy every once in a while.  Lisa
didn't seem to notice, so Jenny's strokes became more frequent, more
intense.  She realized that she was soaking wet in her pussy.
	After trimming the hair close to her mound, Lisa began to lather
shaving cream onto the hair, paying special attention to the hair beyond
her bikini line.  She looked into the mirror to see that Jenny had slipped
her hand into her bikini bottoms and was gently stroking her pussy beneath
the thin material.  Lisa then picked up the razor and began to scrape the
hair from her exposed bikini area.  Then an idea occurred to her.
	"Hon?" she said, rinsing the razor in the sink.  Out of the corner
of her eye, Lisa noticed the quick motion of Jenny removing her hand
quickly from her cum-drenched pussy.
	"Yes?" came the almost whispered reply.
	"Would you like to help me with something?"
	"Sure!"
	"I was thinking of shaving all my hair off.  You know.  Then we
could be twins.  Whatdya think?"
	"That would be cool," Jenny smiled brilliantly, flattered that her
aunt would want to be like her.  "How can I help you with that, though?"
	"Well, you could come help me stretch the pubic skin tightly so I
don't knick myself."
	For a moment, Jenny was frozen to the spot where she sat.  That
would mean touching Lisa's pussy.  Actually touching it!
	"Okay," she said, standing up.  She felt as if she were dreaming.
If not for the pungent aroma of horny pussy, she might have been able to
convince herself that she was.
	"Put one hand here," said Lisa, indicating an area on the left side
of her pussy, "and another here below that spot.  Then pull it tightly to
make the surface smoother for me to shave it.  Okay?"
	Jenny followed Lisa's directions, reaching trembling hands to her
pussy.  Lisa's hand went to cover the most prized area, the inner lips and
clit.  She began to shave the hair off.
	"Watch your hands, hon.  Don't let me cut you."
	As Lisa shaved closer to Jenny's hand on the upper part of the
labia, Jenny moved her hand to one side.  As she did, she accidentally
brushed Lisa's clitoris.  Lisa's sucked in her breath at the unintended
contact.  Jenny heard and felt embarrassed.
	"Sorry."
	"Don't think anything of it, hon," Lisa answered nervously.  "It
isn't as if you haven't touched one before."
	"Huh?"
	Lisa threw caution to the wind.  She wanted this little girl badly.
So, okay, she lusted after her own niece, her sister's twelve-year-old baby
girl.  As far as she was concerned the whole world could just go fuck
themselves.  She just had to have this little girl.  And NOW!
	"I saw you, baby.  I saw what you were doing to yourself when I was
trimming myself.  But don't worry.  It's perfectly normal."
	Jenny looked into Lisa's face in the mirror and blushed a bright
red.
	"You don't mind?"
	"No, honey.  Of course I don't mind.  Why would I mind you doing to
yourself what I have done to myself since before I was your age?"
	Jenny's eyes grew big.  This was certainly news.  Aunt Lisa had
masturbated when she was younger than twelve?  The idea made her even
hornier than she had been.  And what was more, she was openly admitting it.
	"In fact, honey, you can do that any time you want around here.  Of
course, you shouldn't do it in front of company, but if you feel like doing
it when you are alone, or even when we are alone, feel free to indulge
yourself."
	Jenny laughed at her little "don't do it in front of company" joke.
Then she blushed at the full import of what Aunt Lisa was saying.
	"You mean if I wanted to do it right now, I could?"
	"Well, let's get this pussy cleaned up of hair before you abandon
me, okay?"
	Jenny laughed again.
	"Does it shock you that I am okay with you masturbating whenever
you want to around here?"
	"Maybe a little, yeah.  But I like the idea.  It makes me feel like
an adult."
	"Hey, I have an idea.  From now on, our motto will be, if it feels
good and doesn't hurt anyone, then by all means do it.  Okay?"
	"Okay!"  Jenny's smile was spread across her cherubic face.
	They finished shaving Lisa's pussy, all the while teasing and
talking about masturbation.
	"I know you were masturbating in the bathroom before, you know,"
Jenny said.
	"You did?"
	"Yeah.  I even listened.  Does that make you mad?"
	"Of course not, baby.  I'm glad I could entertain you."
	With that, Jenny decided on something.  She stripped her bathing
suit off and announced, "I'm going into the pool naked so I can masturbate
outside.  Is that okay?"
	"Sure it is.  And I`m going in nude, too," said Lisa, and the two
females, the twenty-nine-year-old aunt and the twelve-year-old niece, went
out to the pool for a swim.