Date: Wed, 28 Oct 2009 10:42:16 -0700 (PDT)
From: Jan None <janmay696@yahoo.com>
Subject: Myra and Myra (lesbian/incest, f/F)

Warning:

This story is a work of fiction and contains 
descriptions of explicit sexual acts incest between a 
girl and her ant.  If this type of content offends 
you or you are under the age of 18 do not read it.

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                   Myra and Myra
                         By
                        Jan

	I am a southern California teenager, named 
Myra.  I have lived in the town of Glendora all of my 
life.  Depending on where you are in my town you can 
see the 23 miles to downtown Los Angeles or look at 
a portion of the San Bernardino basin.  It lies on the 
eastern side of Los Angeles County under the 
mountains of the Angles forest.  The old Route 66 
had been supplanted by the 210 Freeway.  There are 
old homes still dotting the area next to gated 
communities with large new homes.  The biggest 
drawback is the pervasive onshore breeze that 
pushes the LA basin smog up against the hills.  The 
view is at its best when the winter northeast winds 
come over the mountains and blow the smog out to 
sea.

	I am five-feet five, 105 pounds, with dark hair.  
Being a lean girl with a flat tummy, nature did give 
me a bubble butt and countered that with breasts 
that are large.  When I began to become sexually 
aware it was hard for me to identify my sexual 
preference.  When I was young, boys teased me 
because I was so skinny.  Then at the age of 11 and 
12 I changed quickly.  I was still slender but my 
breasts grew quickly.  I went from a B to a D in just 
two years.  Boys wanted to play with them.  I 
resented their fascination with my tits.  I was more 
than just mammary glands.  My interest in other 
females developed slowly.  I found it hard to express 
my desires to other girls.  I feared rejection and 
being ostracized by my classmates for being a queer.

	When I was 13-years old, my relationship with 
my Aunt started.  Her name is Myra too.  I used to 
spend my weekends at her house.  She was very good 
about babysitting for me.  Mom would drop me at 
her house whenever she needed to have someone 
keep an eye on me.

	This particular afternoon when my aunt was 
looking after me I had simply put on shorts and a 
tank top before going to her home.  I had not even 
thought about how much my large red nipples poked 
through my yellow jersey tank top.  At some point I 
noticed my aunt staring at my tits.  When I looked 
down and saw my red nipples, it embarrassed me 
terribly.  I became sexually stimulated and went to 
the bedroom I used when at Myra's home.  As soon 
as I closed the door and spread out on the bed I 
stuffed my hand inside my shorts.  I was using my 
fingers to Jill as fast as I could.  My eyes were 
closed as I struggled to bring myself to a climax.

	I had become aware of my clit when I was ten.  
By the time I was in high school and had to strip for 
physical education I realized that my clit was larger 
than almost every girl in my school.  I never saw a 
girl with a clit as large as mine or labia as flabby as 
mine.

	My aunt was 37-years old, five-feet eight, 170 
pounds and definitely full figured.  She is a 
dishwater-blond, with big breasts and dark nipples.  
Unknown to me Aunt Myra had peeked into my room 
because she thought there was something wrong 
with me, by the way I had rushed to my room.  When 
she had opened the door and saw me pushing my 
shorts down and frigging my pussy, she just stood 
there taking in the sight for a moment before she 
closed the door and returned to the kitchen.

	When I finished Jilling I went outdoors to cool 
off.  It was a couple of hours before I returned to 
the house.  I was watching TV when she came into 
the room to watch TV with me.  She had changed 
clothes.  I noticed that all she had on was a negligee 
which was very transparent and transparent panties.  
The sight of her dressed like that was very 
unsettling to me.

	After awhile she moved closer and told me how 
sorry she was for walking in on me while I was 
playing with myself.  I realized that she had caught 
me masturbating, but there was nothing I could say 
other than, "It's Okay!"  I was so embarrassed that 
I wanted to hide.

	Later she mentioned that she thought it was 
very sexy, watching me play with myself.  She asked, 
"Do you know that you have a very big clitoris 
compared to other girls?"

	I whispered that I knew because I had seen 
other girls in gym class.  Aunt Myra placed her arm 
around me and kissed me on the mouth.  While she 
was kissing me, she slipped her hand under the leg of 
my shorts.  That led to her helping me out of my 
tank top and shorts.  I was totally naked with that.

	She could not resist getting out a tape measure 
and establishing that my clit measured one and a 
half inches long.  As my reward for being so well 
endowed she leaned over and sucked on my clit for 
three hours.  That was the start of our relationship.

	That night we slept in the same bed.  When she 
removed her panties I discovered just how strong 
the smell of my aunt's pussy was.  I could not get 
enough of her pussy; I sucked her pussy most of 
that might.  By morning as I laid back to rest, the 
dried cum on my face was like a facial astringent.  
Aunt Myra had also kneaded and sucked on my tits 
until they were sore to the touch and my clit was so 
inflamed I could not masturbate for a week.

	Aunt Myra is very jealous about me.  I can't 
talk to her about my desire to seduce some girl at 
school.  She accuses me of cheating on her if I so 
much as remark about some girl having a nice looking 
ass.  When she does calm down she wants to make up 
by eating my pussy.  I never turn down a head job.

	When she is driving me places she wants to 
keep her hand in my lap so she can rub my clit.  She 
gets me so fucking hot that the front of my shorts 
or pants are wet.  As soon as we get home she makes 
me lay on the floor so she can have her way with me.  
I have lost count of the number of times she had 
sucked my cunt while I sat on her kitchen counter.  
I'm sure some of our meals have been flavored with 
my cum.  She also is a copious cummer.  I have 
swallowed gallons of her cum and she has squirted it 
on my face.



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