Date: Fri, 7 Mar 2003 00:19:58 EST
From: Chta919@aol.com
Subject: Aunt Lisa's Summer with Jenny, Chapter 2

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Aunt Lisa's Summer with Jenny
Chapter 2:  The Pool and the Roller Coaster

	Lisa took Jenny by the hand and went to the sliding glass doors
that led to the pool area behind the house.  She looked at her young niece
and openly admired her young, firm twelve-year-old's body.  Her small
titties were budding from the former flatness of her chest, and the sparse
pubic hair was a light thatch of silk that barely showed on her soft mound.
She noticed, too, how young Jenny brazenly stared at her own physical
attributes.  They had just finished shaving Lisa's pubes, so they shown
cleanly in the sunlight that warmed the pool.  They had also decided that
whatever felt good they should do so long as it hurt no one.  And that
included masturbating whenever the urge struck.  Lisa had masturbated just
ten minutes ago in her bathroom while Jenny had listened in secretly, until
she had confessed to having done so.  And while helping Lisa shave her
smooth mound, Jenny had touched herself occasionally but had yet to reach
an orgasm.  She had promised herself (and Lisa) that she intended to take
care of that problem very soon.  As they reached the pool, Lisa thought to
herself how wonderful this summer alone with Jenny was going to be.
	Breaking her hand away from Lisa's, Jenny suddenly dashed for the
pool.  "Last one in is a rotten egg!" she shouted, plunging into the warm
water.  She came up for air after swimming a few strokes underwater.
	Lisa admired how smoothly the young girl moved through the water.
Her mouth became as wet as the pool itself thinking about tasting the young
girl's pussy.  She would do that soon, she promised herself.
	"You swim for a while, hon.  I am going to sunbath for a bit and
watch you."
	"Okee-dokee!" she squealed and swam across the water's surface to
the edge of the pool.  She happened to stop right where the pool's
filtration system jetted water into the pool underneath the water's
surface.
	Lisa was quite familiar with that little pleasure as well.  She had
discovered that pools were great for masturbating when she was very young,
even before she knew what masturbation was.  She remembered being only
about six or seven.  She had chosen to relax in their own pool at just such
a spot.  Looking back on it now, her parents had to know what was going on.
She recalled the look her mom would give her at those times.  She
recognized it now as one of questioning, wondering if what she was seeing
was what it seemed to be.  As she grew older and showed that she liked that
spot in the pool more than others, her mother must have certainly realized
her young daughter was masturbating.  She could even remember reaching an
orgasm that way.  She even did it at a public pool once or twice.
	Now she noticed little Jenny had found the same spot.  The fact
that the child had made a bee-line to the very spot that would masturbate
her little pussy told Lisa that she had done this before.  Lisa watched
Jenny as she positioned her nearly bald pussy in front of the forceful
column of water.  Water swelled up her belly and chest, making a rippling
series of waves that billowed from her tiny titties.  The ecstatic look on
Jenny's face told Lisa that her niece was indeed getting the jet of water
focused on just the right spot.
	Lisa took one of the reclining deck chairs and moved it to an area
right next to where little Jenny was masturbating herself with the pool's
filtering system.  As she sat, Jenny's eyes fluttered open for a moment to
look at Lisa's body.  Then the sensations must have become intensely
satisfying, as Jenny`s eyes went back to half-mast.  Her breathing was
becoming irregular.
	Jenny had known immediately where she was going when she jumped
into the pool.  She had known about the gushing jet of water since her
early childhood.  Had she known that Lisa had had such similar experiences,
the thought would have helped her on her way to an orgasm.  Not that she
needed help, exactly.  But the idea that they had both discovered such a
wonderful thing at such an early age would have made her masturbation in
front of Lisa for the first time even more erotic.
	She keenly felt the jet of water as it made its contact with her
naked pussy.  Jenny had actually been skinny dipping only once before, and
the thrill of it had made her want to do it again.  There was no greater
sense of freedom than darting through the water naked and unashamed.  She
leaned up to the edge of the pool and put both arms onto the side edge to
hold her in place.  She luxuriated in the feel of the water bubbling up
from her tender pussy and spreading from her body in waves.
	She directed the spray at her most tender spot and held herself
there.  The water beat unceasingly against her mound, stimulating her
clitoris and making her silently beg for more.  She adjusted her body to
bring her pussy closer to the water stream.  Her pussy was beginning to hum
with pleasure.
	She opened her eyes momentarily to look at the naked sight of Aunt
Lisa as she arranged herself on the deck chair.  It was a reclining model,
with a heavy cloth material stretched around the frame of the chair.  Aunt
Lisa was staring at her, her mouth partially open.  In an almost surreal
moment of what appeared to be slow motion, she watched as Aunt Lisa's
tongue undulated slightly, unconsciously, behind the parted lips.  For a
moment, Jenny imagined that the water on her bare pussy was Aunt Lisa's
tongue.  The idea was excruciatingly pleasurable to her aching mound.  She
had needed to reach an orgasm for over almost three hours now, ever since
she had first seen Aunt Lisa at the airport when she'd picked her up, and
the mental image of Aunt Lisa's face between her thighs was certainly
helping to increase her need.
	Not that she'd ever had anyone eat her pussy before, but she had
read about it.  Her own dad had a collection of erotic novels that would
rival anyone's.  And she had made use of the books she found there.  So
while she had never experienced having her pussy bathed by someone's
tongue, she was certainly aware it happened.  And she also knew it was one
of the things girls did to each other.  At least they did in the novels
she`d found in her dad's study.  Many times she'd masturbated while reading
of these women and even young girls licking each other's pussies.  She knew
that actually experiencing the thrill of having her pussy eaten was almost
surely going to happen, and probably sooner rather than later.
	Jenny watched Aunt Lisa, admiring her naked beauty and utter
sensuality with half-closed eyes as she felt the orgasm that had been
waiting to escape her tender young body begin to approach.  Her breathing
was becoming more labored.  She could hear her breath as it labored in and
out of her lungs through her nostrils.  Suddenly she could feel the tickle
that signaled the oncoming orgasm surge from deep within her youthful
pussy.  It was this moment, this rushing, overwhelming, almost unbearable
moment of hanging on the edge of orgasm that she loved most of all.  She
felt her young body step to the precipice of the moment and dangle there,
savoring the free-fall that was to come and then...then...t...h...e...n...
the orgasm washed over her in a blissful wave.  Centered in her pussy, it
pounded from deep within her body, rushing outward in waves of pleasure,
and wracking her petite child's body with orgasmic convulsions of ecstasy.
She gasped moans into the air around her.  Whimpers of pure joy escaped her
tender lips.  The orgasm was one of the best she'd ever experienced.  She
thought for a moment she was going to faint.
	As the tremors passed, she opened her eyes once again to see Aunt
Lisa looking at her, slack-jawed with lust.  The desire in her eyes filled
Jenny with love and a previously unacknowledged passion for her aunt.  She
had desired her, but never like this.  And looking into her aunt's
beautiful eyes, she knew that these lustful feelings were mutual.
	They were both glassy-eyed.  Jenny from the force of her recent
orgasmic display for her aunt, and Lisa from the force of her utter longing
for this young child, her niece.  Her niece whom she'd held as a baby,
whose diaper she`d changed, whom she had cuddled and kissed and cooed over.
This child who would be a woman one day.  She remembered the times she had
been alone with her niece.  Now she recognized the early signs of desire.
She'd masturbated more than once after bathing Jenny and putting her down
for a nap.  Lisa realized with a jolt that she'd always longed for her to
grow up so they could experience each other in ways that most of the world
thought was taboo.  This sudden knowledge brought tears to her eyes.
	Jenny saw these tears and got out of the pool.
	"What's the matter?"  Jenny was afraid Aunt Lisa was going to
decide that this was wrong somehow.  That it must stop immediately.  She
feared that her sudden joy at having the freedom to be who she was, an
erotically charged child, was going to end.  What happened, though, was not
what she'd expected.
	"I just love you.  That's all," Aunt Lisa said.  Her voice caught
in her throat as she spoke.  "And I never realized how much until right
now."
	Jenny stepped closer to her and Lisa reached for her naked young
body.  Pulling it close Lisa whispered, "Do you know what I am planning to
do with you?  Do you understand the longing I have for you?"
	Jenny buried her face into Aunt Lisa's neck.  "Yes.  I want you to
do all these things.  I have wanted it for a year now."
	Lisa gasped slightly and held Jenny away from her body at arm's
length to look into her eyes.  "You've wanted to do sex things with me for
a year?"  She couldn't believe what she was hearing.  Jenny nodded, her
eyes cast down.
	"Ever since I was under the bed when you and Uncle Greg had sex in
my room one afternoon when you were visiting."
	Lisa's eyes widened.  "You were under the bed?"  She remembered the
incident.  They had thought they were alone, of course.  Now, she realized
they had had company.  "You heard everything we did and said?"
	Jenny burst out, "You aren't mad at me, are you?  I didn't mean to
be in the room when you two came in.  But you did and I didn't know where
to hide so I got under the bed.  You and Uncle Greg were talking about you
and a woman doing stuff together and it got me thinking about you like
that.  I was so horny I masturbated to the thoughts of you up on my bed
above me with Uncle Greg putting his thing inside you."
	"No, honey.  I'm not mad.  You mean you were masturbating under the
bed while Greg and I . . . ?"  Jenny nodded, suddenly wishing this hadn't
come out.
	"Are you really not mad?"
	"I'm really, really not mad, Jen.  Not at all."  She pulled the
little girl to her and felt her naked body respond to the touch of Jenny's
nudity.
	"But honey, why didn't you just say, `Excuse me' and leave when we
came in.  Why go to the trouble of hiding from us?"
	Jenny looked at Aunt Lisa.  "Do you promise not to get mad?"
	"Okay.  I promise not to get mad.  Why didn't you just leave when
we came in?"
	"I was snooping through your stuff to see if there were any sexy
things to read or look at.  Daddy has those and I thought maybe you and
Uncle Greg would have some of that stuff for me to read or something.  You
know, something new for me to read or something."
	Lisa remembered doing the same kinds of things.  Snooping through
the drawers of the families she babysat for, rummaging through closets at
friends` houses, always careful to make it look undisturbed.  She vaguely
recalled noticing some things in their bags looking mussed when they'd
started unpacking.
	"Are you sure you're not mad?"
	"Yes, I am sure I'm not mad.  I used to do that stuff too, you
know."
	Here was the second revelation that day that had surprised Jenny.
The first was he open admission to masturbation and now this one, that
she'd snooped through people's stuff.  "I get the feeling we're a lot
alike," she said, and Lisa clasped the naked twelve-year-old to her and
hugged her tightly, feeling the skin as it touched and noticing the
stiffness of her niece's nipples as they air dried.  Jenny returned the hug
ardently and scooted her body into Aunt Lisa's lap.  Lisa accepted her
niece's overture of almost childish intimacy.
	They held each other like that for several minutes.  Then Lisa was
kissing Jenny`s soft neck and shoulders, savoring her niece's taut skin.
Tasting the pool water only to find that it increased her thirst rather
than quenched it.  Lisa knew the only thing that would quench that thirst.
Her hand began to massage Jenny's ribcage, moving delicately over the small
A-cup titties, tweaking the nipples, rubbing her muscular abdomen.
	After several moments of these touches, her fingers began to move
toward their final target.  Finally, they reached her tender pussy lips.
The index and middle fingers of her right hand parted the delicate folds of
her virgin pussy, grazing the tender clitoris on their way into the soft
inner lips.  Immediately, Lisa's fingers were drenched in Jenny's fluids.
The unusually sticky lubricant flowed from her vagina and coated Lisa's
hand.  The milky substance was warm to the touch, and its lustful scent was
as stimulating as an expensive perfume.  Lisa's fingers moved expertly
around the flooding pussy, bringing intense pleasure to the girl who only
moments ago had experienced one of her young life's most forceful orgasms.
Hers became the first fingers other than Jenny's to explore her most tender
regions.  Gently, she pushed deeper into the secret folds of Jenny's velvet
soft pussy until her finger found the entrance to the fountain that was
releasing all these juices.  Pushing slightly, her finger disappeared into
the fleshy hole of her vagina.
	Jenny sucked her breath in as the finger entered her.  She had used
a tampon for several months, so there was no pain or discomfort when the
finger had entered her.  Now the experienced digit was moving in and out of
her pussy, delving deeper into the center of her being.  Her clit was
already beginning to throb.
	Being careful not to break the contact with her pussy, she scooted
down to where she could begin to kiss, suck, and nibble Aunt Lisa's
wonderful titties.  The globes were firm, not limp and sagging.  Lisa had
taken good care of herself and her breasts were no exception.  Jenny was in
heaven.  She made love to Aunt Lisa's boobs while Lisa fingered her fiery
pussy.
	After a moment, Jenny began to feel the beginnings of another
orgasm approaching.  That was the way with her, and she wondered if Aunt
Lisa was the same.  Once she had achieved an orgasm, if she was kept
aroused, she could have several more in quick succession.  She had read
about women who were multi-orgasmic, but she had never matched the term
with her own situation.  As the next wave of orgasm washed over her, she
suddenly understood, especially when the orgasm crested, calmed
momentarily, and built immediately back to a building crescendo of another
orgasm.  She squirmed and squealed in delight as she rode a roller coaster
of orgasms.  Each one was more powerful than the last.  It was as if she
were going up taller and taller hills, cresting anew before plunging down
and starting the journey up the next taller and steeper hill.  The journeys
were pure joy and she wanted them to last forever.  With each new cresting
wave she would moan and squeal louder and louder.  Her hips would buck
involuntarily, pushing her pussy into Aunt Lisa's hand, impaling herself on
her fingers.
	Meanwhile, Lisa was nearly cumming without even being touched
beyond the attention Jenny was paying to her breasts.  She'd always had
sensitive titties, and her nipples seemed to have a direct line to her
clit.  But she'd never gotten this excited just from having them sucked.
She was bucking her own hips in a counter-rhythm to Jenny's movements.  The
only contact with that area, though, was Jenny's shapely little ass, which
was grinding itself into her lap while her aunt's fingers managed to bring
her to torrential orgasms.  Lisa's pussy was a burning pit.  She could feel
Jenny's ass in her lap and the abandoned excitement of her niece's jerking
pussy.  Jenny's mouth was glued to her right breast, licking and sucking it
eagerly.  Lisa remembered when Jenny was a baby and she would care for her
when she was only seventeen or eighteen.  She had wondered what it felt
like to have a baby suckle her breast.  She had offered Jenny her own
breasts one day to see how it felt.  She'd been surprised how sexual it
felt.  She had no milk to give, but Jenny seemed to enjoy sucking her boobs
anyway.  Not like this, of course, but the memory flooded back, giving her
an unusual sense of déjà vu.
	Suddenly, her own orgasm was building with surprising speed.  It
came upon her almost without warning.  One second she was at a pinnacle of
sexual ecstasy; the next she was crashing over the wall into a most
powerful orgasm.
	They each rode the climax to its conclusion.  But to Lisa's
pleasant surprise, Jenny did not seem to be through quite yet.  Lisa knew
what to do about that.
	"Move for a second, hon," she told her young niece.  Jenny shifted,
and Lisa stood up on wobbly legs.  "Move into the chair and dangle your
feet on each side of the leg area of the seat."  She looked down at the
result.  Jenny was spread for her in the outdoor recliner, ready for
whatever came next.  Jenny reached down and continued to massage her little
clit, refusing to give up her roller coaster ride just yet.  She crested
again and Lisa was on her knees in front of the child, bending herself over
the prone little girl and placing her mouth at her succulent pussy.  She
dived in, rubbing her tongue on the clit and bringing Jenny an almost
instant orgasmic crest.
	Jenny tasted wonderful.  At that moment, her cream was better than
anything Lisa had ever tasted before.  Jenny's clit was positively
vibrating with the intensity of her orgasms.  Her vaginal walls were
pulsing rhythmically, contracting with the waves that overtook her young,
preteen body.  Had she been able to think clearly enough to form a thought,
she would have gladly accepted death right then.
	Suddenly, Jenny could feel a sudden shifting in her body's
metabolism.  Instead of a short bursting climb to the next cresting hill of
orgasm, her body began a slow, methodic ascent instead.  She was vaguely
aware of this and waited with anticipation for what came next although she
wasn't sure what that was.  All she knew was that she would enjoy it.
Immensely.
	As the next cresting climax built, she let herself go entirely.
Her body became a mass of orgasmic fiber.  Each cell in her body seemed to
be riding this wave to its massive conclusion.  She both tensed and relaxed
awaiting the coming bodily explosion.
	Then what happened was more than she ever thought could happen.
Her body seemed to scream.  Not her voice only, although that did do its
share of screaming.  It seemed that every cell was acutely aware of every
sensation that flowed over her.  Her body and mind erupted into such a
massive orgasm that she nearly passed out.  In fact she may have
momentarily lost her senses.  She wasn't sure.  Her hips bucked so much
that Lisa had difficulty staying with her.  She screamed so loud, Lisa was
afraid the neighbors would hear and investigate.  And they were nearly a
quarter mile away.  Lisa came as she'd never come before.  A torrent of
physical and mental bliss washed over her like a plunge into a warm ocean.
	She didn't know the meaning of the word "nirvana," but if it had
been explained to her, she'd have understood it perfectly.
	Finally, after the orgasmic volcano had settled into the afterglow,
she opened her eyes a little and looked at Aunt Lisa, who was sitting next
to the chair, her bare ass against the pavement that wound around the pool.
She opened her mouth to speak, but all that came out was, "Wow."
	"I think I'm going to go for a little swim to revive my senses back
to normal," said Aunt Lisa.  "You wanna join me or just relax in the
chair?"
	Jenny looked into her eyes.  "I love you," was all she said and
fell instantly asleep.
	Lisa kissed her sleeping niece.  "I love you, too, honeybunch.  I
love you too."  Then she slipped into the pool to replenish herself.