Date: Wed, 26 Dec 2012 10:45:58 -0800 (PST)
From: Jan None <janmay696@yahoo.com>
Subject: Incest and Other Joys with Amie 2 (lesbian/incest, oral, f/F)

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Incest and other joys of Amie 2
Amie Stay with Julie
By
Jan

	I was just thinking about one time my Aunt Jane
and I had sex with each other, I had just turned 12
and she was 36-years-old.  She had seduced me when
I was 7-years-old, and we continued to have sex with
each other until she moved away when I was 12.

	One weekend after Aunt Jane moved out, my
mother was called away on business.  She found out
on Thursday that she would have to fly out to Los
Angeles for a few days.  Mom called several of her
friends to come stay with me, but didn't have any luck
finding anyone available to look after me.  One of her
friends suggested that a friend of hers named Julie
might be available to help out.

	Mom gave this woman a call.  She had been told
that she was a woman in her late forties, a widow for
about a year or two.  She was all alone.  The woman
was happy to have the company of a young girl for a
few days, but she preferred that I come stay with
her.  Mom thought that was a great answer to her
problem, besides she was pressed for time.

	I wasn't happy about the idea, because I was
comfortable with my home, and didn't even know the
lady.  Regardless Friday morning, I was packed off
with a canvas luggage across town to Julie's home.

	Julie lived in a nice little modest house with lots
of flowers in front.  There was a lot of curb appeal
about the craftsman style home.  The covered porch
had two wooden bases flanking the concrete steps
that had turned pillars supporting the shake shingle
roof.  The cedar shingle natural wood roof was
complemented by cedar walls with the windows and
doors trimmed with green.

	Mom walked me up to the door and introduced
herself and me to Julie.  She greeted us warmly with
reference to our common friend.  She also assured
Mother not to worry about imposing on her, she would
love the company!  She promised that we would have
fun, and they exchanged phone numbers in case there
was an emergency.  I gave Mom a hug goodbye, as she
headed for the airport.

	Julie was really nice to me, and she told me that
I was absolutely adorable.  She told me to make
myself at home, as she showed me around her home.
Everything was in its place.  I had never seen a house
so well organized.  The kitchen stove was an industrial
grade, and there was a marble topped table for
making confectionaries.  The refrigerator had
stainless steel double doors.  It was obvious that the
kitchen had been remodeled to include the latest
appliances.  The counters were siltstone with natural
glass rectangle tile back splashes.  There were
florescent lights under the cupboards to light the
work space.  She insisted that I have a soft drink
before we continued to inspect the rest of her home.
She showed me her bedroom before showing me the
guest bedroom.  It was a spacious room compared to
my bedroom.  She even had a queen sized bed in the
guest room.  It was definitely coordinated by a
woman.  There was even a ceramic faced doll in
Victorian dress on the bed.  The bedroom had a light
switch that could change the lighting from bright
illumination to a soft pink glow.  There was an
adjoining full sized bathroom.  There was a shower
next to a Jacuzzi tub.  The vanity had two sinks with
wraparound vanity lighting framing the mirrors.

	I could not get over how nice Julie was, and she
was a very pretty woman.  I would have never guessed
that she was over forty.  Her hair was cut short, and
it was dark brown, brown eyes like windows to her
soul, she was about five-feet eight, and really had a
figure to die for.  She had medium sized breasts and
I could see her nipples making her yellow floral print
dress bulge out and even tell how large her areolas
were because of the dark shadow they created
through her dress, and it was obvious that she didn't
have or need a bra.  I admired her long fingers with a
ruby red fingernail polish.  Her open toed heels
allowed me to observe that her toenails had matching
red polish on them.

	While she was showing me around she was
constantly touching my arms.  As she escorted me
from room to room she would encircle my waist with
her arm resting her hand on my hip or butt.  While
she was talking to me she would brush my hair away
from my face almost as if she didn't even notice what
she was doing.  I felt comfortable with her touching
me.  I couldn't help wishing that I had a home like
hers and looked as pretty as her at her age.

	She was able to talk to me like a true friend.
We laughed about stuff we said about school boys
and men.  She wanted to know if I had a boyfriend, I
answered a little too quickly, "Gosh no!"

	Julie smiled at my response, and put her arm
around me as she gave me a hug.  "That's okay, honey,
I didn't have one at your age, because boys can be
mean pushy brutes.  We both giggled in unison.  Julie
told me to make myself comfortable while she fixed
dinner for us.  After dinner we could enjoy each
other's company while watching a movie.

	She left me alone to unpack my bag.  I found
that the dresser was empty and smelled like cedar.  I
put my clothes away.  The house was warm, so I was
over dressed in a wool cable knit sweater.  I removed
the sweater because my underarms were sweating.  I
even changed from pants to a skirt because my
panties were wet from the heat.  I eventually joined
her in the kitchen while she finished preparing
dinner.

	I insisted on setting the table.  I set her place
at the head of the table and my place to her right.
It was easy talking to her.  It was almost like talking
to my Aunt Jane.  After dinner we sat at the table
for a little while chatting like school girls.  Julie
sipped wine while I nursed a soft drink.  At some
point she got up and put the dishes in the washer and
announced that we should pick out a movie to watch.
She also said that she was going to make herself
more comfortable, and that I should do the same.
She said, "I suggest that you put on your jammies,
Darling!"

	I went to my room and changed into my usual
sleeping attire, which consisted of long loose fitting
baggy boxer style shorts along with a top in pink with
little flowers on it, and buttons down the front.  I
never wear panties to bed.  Tonight was no different.
As soon as I had my feet in my fuzzy slippers I made
my way back to the living room.  I was wondering what
movie we should watch as I entered the room.  My
eyes almost popped out and my jaw dropped when I
saw Julie sitting on the couch wearing a short red
satin robe held closed by a satin sash around her
waist.  She had one leg curled under the other and
her red toes were visible in her open toed high heeled
slippers.  Her short hair was brushed back, and she
had on fresh red lipstick.  The robe was open enough
to reveal plenty of cleavage, and I could almost make
out a dark shadow between her legs. She patted the
couch next to her in an invitation for me to join her.

	As I approached she leaned forward and poured
herself another glass of wine.  She made a point of
telling me how pretty I looked in my jammies.  She
asked me to turn around to show off my ensemble.  I
couldn't help giggling, because they were not matching
items, I just felt comfortable in them.  She placed
her hand on the back of my thigh and felt it before
she asked me to have a seat next to her.  She pulled
me bodily to her and hugged me.

	She must have seen the way I was looking at her
toes, because she asked, "Do you like the color?"

	I sheepishly said, "Yes...you have really pretty
toes!"

	She complimented me on my feet too, as she
picked up my foot and placed it in her lap as she
rubbed and tickled my foot.  She said, "My toes need
to be repainted, would you mind painting them for
me?  If you like I will paint yours too!"

	I was pleased with her offer and said, "I would
be happy to do that!  Do you think my little toes
would look as pretty as yours?"

	She said, "Of course, yours would look even
prettier!"  We both giggled like little girls.  She
untangled her legs and went to her bedroom to bring
back the red polish and a bag of cotton rolls to
separate out toes before polishing them.  She also
had a bottle of wine in hand too.  She refilled her
glass before handing me the polish and crossed her
legs as she sat down.  She asked me if I would like a
sip of her wine.

	WOW...she was soooo cool, treating me like an
adult.    We were facing each other on the couch as
she handed me her glass.  I could smell the alcohol as
I took a sip.

	The TV was on and there was some movie on,
but for the life of me I don't remember what it was.

	She handed me her bottle of fingernail polish
and sat back as she took the glass from me.  She put
one of her feet in my lap as she took a sip.  I opened
the bottle of polish and wiped the brush clean before
dipping just the brush in the polish.  I carefully
painted her big toe.  Julie was explaining how sexy it
makes her feel to have her toes painted.  I agreed
and she gave me another sip of her wine.  I was aware
that her heel was resting against my pussy while I
was painting her toes.  Her robe was creeping up,
exposing her tanned legs.  Her legs were spread
enough that I could make out the color of the crotch
of her white panties and I could make out the divided
bulge of her camel toe pussy.  I felt those familiar
tingles I get thinking about pussy, but didn't know if
Julie would share my sexual desires.  There was the
possibility she would rebuff my advances and tell my
mother.

	As I began painting her second toe, she asked,
"Amie, would you like another sip?" I assured her that
I would love a sip.  She held the glass to my lips, so
that I could continue to hold the bottle and brush.
She told me, "Scooch closer!" as I did as she wished
she pressed her foot even harder against my pussy.
She said, "You're doing a good job, Amie!  That's
perfect!"

	Her robe slipped open even farther, now I could
see her entire leg and panties.  It was obvious what I
was looking at, she pressed her other thigh against
my crossed legs.  I almost let out a little squeal.

	"It's okay Amie; you're doing a good job on my
toes darling!"

	Finishing the rest of her toes went quickly.  She
had to turn her body around completely to place her
other foot in my lap.  Her legs had to be spread even
more and the sash came untied.  The robe opened
even more exposing her full ripe breasts.  I felt my
mouth watering at the sight of her tits.  She was
watching me as if she were teasing me.  She smiled as
she took another sip of her wine.  She offered me
another sip before I started painting her other big
toe.  While I painted I also looked at her pussy.  It
was obvious that she shaved her pussy.  OMG...I could
see her bulge through her panties, and my hand
started shaking.  She took hold of my arm to steady
my hand.  I eventually finished all of her toes without
getting any polish on her skin.  She assured me that I
did a great job and leaned forward to kiss me on the
forehead, and then she said, "Okay Amie, my turn to
paint your toes!"

	She took my little feet and softly rubbed both
of them with her warm hands, before placing them on
her crotch, and placed the cotton rolls between my
toes.  She went about painting my little toes quickly.
OMG...I could see that she was looking up the baggy
leg of my shorts at my bald little girl pussy.  Until
that moment I hadn't realized how far my legs were
spread.  She gave me a sweet smile and reached for
her wine again.  After a sip she allowed me to have
another sip.  By that time she had to fill the glass
again.  There was no class about the way she did it,
like she would fill a water glass.  No attempt to let it
breathe.  When she took another sip she sat it down
and started painting my other foot.  When she
finished she lifted each foot and blew on them to dry
the polish.  She told me, "They will dry faster that
way!"  She was still looking up the leg of my cotton
boxer shorts at my pussy.  The man's boxers didn't
have snaps on the fly, so the way they puckered the
fly was open too.  She and I could both see through
the opening at my pink little pussy opening.

	I could feel the juices flowing out of my little
bald pussy.  The white cotton crotch was getting wet.
I knew she could see the wet crotch too.  The way
she was holding my feet and blowing on my toes just
made me all the wetter.

	She announced that it was my turn, as she
brought her feet up and placed them on my chest.  I
took them in my hands and blew on her toes.  I
trembled when I saw just how wet the crotch of her
panties were..  I thought 'Oh MY GAWD,' she is
trying to seduce me!

	It had been a few months since Aunt Jane had
moved away, and I was horny as hell, even though I
masturbated every night.  I could feel my pussy
leaking.

	We both sat back and giggled, because we both
knew what the other wanted.  When we were sure the
surface of the polish was dry we removed the cotton
rolls from between each other's toes.   We both knew
it would be several hours before the nail polish would
be completely dry.

	Julie lifted my keg up and said, "Oh Amie
darling you have the cutest little toes."  Then she
placed my slender leg over hers and put her arms
around me as she lifted me up onto her lap as she
said, "You are such a pretty little girl Amie, I just
have to kiss you!"

	She kissed me on the mouth just like my Aunt
Jane always did.  It started out lightly, when I didn't
resist, her kiss became more demanding.  I felt her
tongue part my lips and invade my mouth.  I could
taste the wine in her mouth.  My body was trembling
as Julie hugged me.  Her hand was sliding up the
inside of my thigh and up the leg of my shorts all the
way up to my little opening.  She let out a moan when
she felt how slippery wet I was.  My right leg was
between hers and it felt so warm and smooth against
mine.

	"Oh, Amie, my darling sweet little girl I
shouldn't be doing this, it must be the wine, I'm sorry
do you want me to stop as she brushed a stray lock of
hair away from my face with her left hand, but her
right hand was still stroking my slippery wet pussy.

	I couldn't move, hell I didn't want to move.  "It's
okay Julie!"  My voice was shaking because I was so
turned on.  I didn't want to disappoint her.  She had
been so nice to me..."It's okay, I said again It's okay,
because I've kissed girls before."  I deliberately
didn't reveal my sexual past too much, because I
enjoyed Julie thinking she was teaching me
everything.

	Julie asked, "And you don't mind me kissing you
too Darling?  I just want to show you how much I
really love you Darling!"

	Listening to her call me Darling made my body
tremble.  I loved her endearment, and she leaned in
to kiss me again.  This time I slid my little tongue into
her mouth, she responded with another moan.  Her
kisses were wet, and we tasted each other's saliva.
Her fingers continued to rub my bald puffy vulva and
wet lips of my pussy.

	Julie asked, "Would you like to go to my room
Darling, so we can be more comfortable?"

	I was shaking my head up and down while getting
to my feet.  She led the way, while clinging to my
hand.  She could lead me anywhere, my knees were
shaky.  Julie put her arm around my tiny waist and
walked us to her bedroom.  The lights were already
dimmed to a golden glow.  There were several candles
already lit.

	It gave me such a warm feeling walking into her
bedroom with her.  She sat on her bed and pulled me
between her legs as she smiled into my face.  She
opened her robe, and I gasped at the sight of her
beautiful breasts, still quite firm for her age.  They
sagged slightly but her nipples were proudly stiff.
My own nipples were erect and stiff too, even though
my breasts were no more than a B-cup.

	Julie picked up the TV remote, and pushed the
button to bring the big screen TV to life on the wall.
She must have planned everything in advance,
because to my surprise the screen came to life there
was a movie already playing.  It consisted of an older
woman, not nearly as attractive as Julie with a young
girl.  I watched it as the woman undressed the girl
and felt up her body.  The woman was proclaiming
what perfect little breasts the girl had and gently
touched the little nipples.

	I sat there watching the action, while feeling
my own small nipples being manipulated by Julie.
They were hard and erect while I watched the movie.
I could feel my juices flowing down my thighs.  I felt
her hands on my back and tummy, and then her hand
slipped into the fly of the boxers and tickled my
slippery pussy.  Before I knew it she was pulling down
my makeshift pajama bottoms, and they slid to the
floor.

	The woman on the TV was licking the pussy of
the little girl.  I knew that Julie would soon be licking
my pussy.  Julie took her clue from the action on
screen, and slid to the floor between my legs.  She
stroked my slit, my wet pussy.  I heard her moan
again.  "Oh...Darling, your little kitty is dripping wet,
and I will have to do something about that!"

	She sat there on the floor in nothing but her
white panties.  She placed her head between my legs
and kissed my pussy.  Her tongue felt like a snake's
tongue licking my pussy.  The more ardent she got the
more her tongue felt like a kitten lapping milk.  It
felt rough, but was driving me crazy.  Right when I
thought I couldn't stand anymore, she stood up and
lay down on the bed next to me, and pulled me up
alongside of her, so that she could kiss me on the
mouth.  There was that familiar taste of pussy on her
mouth.  She pleaded with me to suck on her tongue.
Of course I took her tongue into my mouth and
sucked hard on her tongue.

	I could taste her spittle.  It was a sloppy wet
kiss.  I wanted more.  She virtually picked up my little
body and laid me on my back before spreading my legs
apart.  She looked at my body like a hungry big cat
looks at a gazelle.  The way her lips devoured me, I
expected her to bite me.  Her hands were so gentle
the way they caressed my little body.  She took my
feet in her hands and began kissing my tiny little
toes.  I had never met a woman before that was so
devoted to the worship of feet.  She kissed my ankles
before working her way up my inner legs.  By the time
she reached my inner thighs my pussy was soaking
wet again.  Julie greedily lapped up my little girl
juices.  She didn't leave a single drop.

	"Oh Amie Darling, she moaned, your juices are
delicious!"

	She clamped her mouth over my bald little cunt,
and licked every inch of my crotch.  I was squealing
and wiggling around uncontrollably and jumped when
her tongue sought out and found my little clit.  She
used her curling tongue to collect my little girl juice.
She was whispering my name over and over.  She
professed, "I have never tasted anything so sweet
before, so young and so delicious!"  She made me feel
so very special, I wanted her to lick my pussy
forever.  I rubbed my pussy against her face, and
squealed every time I felt her tongue touch my clit.
I swear her tongue was able to probe the depths of
my cunt.  She tongue fucked me like an expert, and
my body began to quiver and shake.  I was cumming.  I
cried out, "Oh auntie Julie!  I screamed out while my
pussy gushed cum into her mouth.

	I felt her hands gripping my tiny butt cheeks,
and pulled me tightly against her face.  She was
swallowing my cum.  When I was finished she sat back
and said, "Oh, my Darling you will always be my niece
Aimee.  Tell your Auntie Julie just how much you love
having me lick your sweet little pussy!"

	I was thrilled, knowing I was going to be
spending at least four days and three nights with her.

	I could not form words.  All I could do was cry
out animal sounds of pleasure.  Eventually I was able
to say, "OH Auntie...Julie...Yes...Yes...I love you and
the way you lick my pussy."

	She looked up at me from between my legs, and
then slid her lovely body up my naked body.  When
she was on top of me she kissed my mouth, and her
mouth was full of cum and her saliva, that she shared
with me.  She rubbed her 36-C breasts against my
nipples.  We played with each other's tongues.

	She told me that she had always wanted to
seduce her own daughter when she was my age, but
never had the nerve to do so.  Now that she was a
widow she was empowered to do whatever she
wanted.  She told me that she now watched videos
while masturbating that she had ordered online.  She
had found a source for videos of older women
seducing very young little girls.  She told me that she
couldn't resist seducing me the minute she saw me.

	She added that she had been seduced at the
age of 9 by an older neighbor woman.  She assured me
that I was the first little girl she had ever had the
chance to seduce.  She also told me that when she
saw how pretty I was that her pussy began to tingle
right there while talking to my mother.  She couldn't
wait for my mother to leave, that also made me feel
so special.

	Julie was reaching down and rubbing her own
pussy, as she told me about her story, and after she
had rubbed her cunt and dipped her fingers deep into
her juicy pussy, then she brought her fingers up and
rubbed them across my lips.  I licked my lips and then
her fingers.  She slipped her fingers into my mouth.
"Oh, Yes Darling, suck my fingers, taste Auntie's
yummy juice!"

	I sucked her fingers and loved the taste of her
juice, and it reminded me of my Aunt Jane's juice.  I
wanted to do more, and she knew it.  Julie rolled us
over so that she was on her back with me on top.  She
bridged her body up to lift her butt off the bed, so
that she could pull her white panties down and clear
of her knees so that she could kick them off.  When
she dropped back down she placed her hands on my
shoulders to direct me down her body.  She spread
her legs.

	As I moved down her body I got my first look at
her pussy.  Her labia were hanging well past her
opening, like fleshy cauliflower.  They were already
spread apart over her smooth pussy.  I had not
expected that she was the kind of woman that would
shave her pussy into a narrow landing strip.  Her
rubbing had gotten what little pubic hair she had
dripping wet.  Her HUGE clit was actually sticking out
like a little penis.  It looked inflamed and swollen.

	Julie placed her hands on the back of my head
and pulled my face against her pussy.  I loved the wet
humid musky smell of her pussy, because it reminded
me of Aunt Jane's.  I actually had an orgasm as soon
as I tasted her cunt.  I moved my body around so
that my body was resting over her right leg.  I lifted
my little butt and settled my crotch down over her
toes.  I was actually toe fucking myself while eating
her yummy pussy.  Julie screamed loudly as she had
her orgasm, and squirted juice all over my face.  She
held my head tightly against her wet pussy, while she
soaked my face and bangs.  There was no end to her
praise of the way I had made her cum.  She really
enjoyed calling herself Auntie.  Just when I thought
it was over she screamed again, and came again.  I
didn't think she was ever going to stop squirting.  At
first I thought she was peeing.  I'm sure I would have
enjoyed that too.  I'm sure she came at least three
times in a row.  My tongue was the beneficiary of her
juices.  Her clit was so large that I was able to suck
on her clit like it was a little penis.

	Julie was screaming for me to suck Auntie's clit
harder!"  I was beginning to think she was never going
to get enough sex.  Suddenly she used my hair to lift
my head up from her pussy and pulled me up her body,
so that she could kiss my mouth.  She licked my face
clean and kissed me again.

	When she rested my head on her arm, and
started softy stroking my body.  She accompanied
that with proclamations of her love for me.  Of
course I told her that I loved her too.

	Julie told me, "I have always dreamed of having
a young girl like you to make love too.  You are my
first!"

	We spent a long time cuddling and snuggling, and
she even breast fed me her nipples to suck on while
she stroked my back.  She praised me, "What a sweet
little Darling you are for sucking Auntie Julie's tits!"

	We didn't sleep that night, because as soon as
we recovered we started all over again, sucking tits,
and pussies.  She had a true foot fetish, sucking toes,
toe fucking each other.

	There was a very erotic feeling being able to
roam around the house naked.  We were never out of
the sight of the other.  We even took turns sitting on
the rim of the tub while the other one pooped.  We
watched a lot of porn videos.  I was amazed how many
videos she had of older women having sex with young
girls and teens.  I told Auntie Julie that the next
time I come to visit her, that I would bring my friend
Sara with me.  That way she could have two 12-year-
olds to play with.

	It was a lot of fun being with Aunt Julie; she
would sit me on her lap and apply makeup on me
before braiding my hair into pigtails.  I would put on
tight fitting panties, so that I looked younger while
she felt me up and sucked my nipples and pussy.  The
role playing was never ending.  Julie really loved my
little ass, and spent a lot of time kissing my butt
cheeks.  It took her awhile before she worked up the
nerve to tongue fuck my asshole.  It was obvious that
she wanted to do it from the start.

	After she broke the ice, I tongue fucked her
asshole too.  Auntie Julie was appreciative beyond
belief.  One afternoon before Mother was due to
come home, Julie got in her shower and asked me to
pee all over her while she knelt in front of me so that
I could pee all over her head and breasts.  We even
tasted each other's pee.

	Mother called my cellphone to let me know that
she was on the way home.  Julie and I had to clean up
and get the house back in order before Mother
arrived at the door to take me home.  I left Julie
with a warm hug and a kiss.  I assured her that I
would visit her soon.

	I assured Mother that I had enjoyed staying
with Julie and would love to have her look after me
anytime she had to travel.  As a result of that
experience Mom called upon Julie anytime she had to
travel.  I even brought along Sara with me.  Julie was
in heaven sucking our pussies while the other one
sucked hers.



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