Date: Fri, 16 Aug 2013 14:31:56 -0700 (PDT) From: Jan None Subject: Aunt Becky Teaches Me (Incest, oral, anal, f/F) Warning: This story is a work of fiction and contains descriptions of explicit sexual acts between a young girl and older women. If this type of content offends you or you are under the age of 18 do not read it. Author's Note: This story is the property of the author. It can be downloaded for personal reading, pleasure, or sending to a friend, but if you wish to re-post them on your own site, please contact the author for permission. Copyright 2013 Jan, All rights reserved Please mail to janmay696@yahoo.com if you have any suggestions for future stories. Aunt Becky By Jan I was only thirteen-years-old the first time I saw Aunt Becky naked. She was my mother's older sister and lived about one hundred and twenty miles north of our home, so she only visited us on special occasions. My aunt was a very gregarious woman. She was very entertaining to talk to, and tended to be the center of any conversation, people found her to be very entertaining and she was very popular. The reason she was visiting us to celebrate the birthday of my grandmother. She was using the bathroom that I shared with my younger sister. I walked into the bathroom not expecting it to be occupied. Becky must have been changing her clothes. The clothes she had been wearing all day were piled up on top of the clothes hamper, and she was standing in front of the vanity mirror washing her face. When I entered the bathroom she turned to face me. I got a good look at her naked body. Becky stood about five-foot seven, and natural blonde, although her hair was no stranger to peroxide as evidenced by the dark patch of dark pubic hair between her legs. She had large breasts that had to be larger than a double-D, but they defiantly needed a strong support bra. They sagged quite a bit. She had wide hips that were supported by thigh legs. Her lower tummy was a little lumpy and sagged over her vulva, but just the same I thought she was the most beautiful woman I had even seen. Becky was not embarrassed about me seeing her naked, she simply invited me to go ahead and do what-ever I needed to do. I lifted to toilet lid and reached under my skirt to pull down my panties and quickly sat down to empty my bladder. While I was doing my business, Becky was slightly turned as she stepped into fresh panties. Then she strapped on a support bra with wide shoulder straps and adjusted the fit by sticking her hands into teach cup to adjust her breasts. The next item she put on was her hose. She had to sit on the vanity, because I was sitting on the toilet. She stepped into white pumps, before pulling a light summer teal dress over her head. After adjusting the dress she reached behind her back to pull the zipper up. A few more adjustments of her dress, and she turned to face the mirror to ally makeup and brush her hair. She noticed in the mirror that I had never taken my eyes off of her. She turned around and asked, "Caroline, you seemed to be disturbed. Does my nudity bother you that much? Haven't you ever seen a naked woman before?" I blushed and stammered, "Only my mother." Becky said, "We can discuss it more when I get home from my night out with my old girlfriends." Aunt Becky was going out with some of her old friends she had grown up with. I had given her my house key to allow her to enter the house without disturbing my parents. When she was ready to leave I followed her out on the porch to wait for her friend to pick her up. When the car pulled up in front of our house Becky kissed me on the cheek and walked to the curb hurriedly. From where I was standing I could get a good look at the woman behind the wheel of the late model Lexus. I witnessed Becky lean over and kiss the driver before they drove away. I didn't think anything more about what my aunt was doing the rest of the evening. When my favorite TV program ended I got ready for bed as usual. I bathed, brushed my teeth cleaned my face brushed my hair and went to bed. I was sound asleep, and didn't hear the car dropping off my aunt or the front door open or her coming upstairs. It wasn't until she opened my bedroom door that I woke up. I lay there watching her approach the bed quietly, with her heels in her hand. As she drew close I could smell the booze on her breath. I watched her getting undressed. She wobbled a little bit as she unzipped her dress and pulled it over her head. She discarded it and unfastened her bra to remove it. When she placed her hand on her hips to pull her panties down, she giggled because she didn't have panties on. I had not noticed that she didn't have panties on in the moonlight, because there was no pubic hair covering her crotch. For the first time I noticed her clit sticking out. I swear her clit was about two inched long and looked like a baby boy's dick. The labia minor that would normally cover the clit was pulled back and looked like rubbery flaps dangling beyond her labia major. I couldn't take my eyes off her pussy as she prepared to get under the covers. Becky lifted her tits up and massaged them, and then placed her right hand on her crotch and rubbed herself briefly used her thumb and finger to pull on her clit a little, before she lifted the cover and sheet to join me in the bed. It wasn't until her head was resting on the pillow that she seemed to notice that my eyes were open. 'I'm sorry that I woke you up honey." Without thinking about the inappropriateness of my question I asked, "Aunt Becky, what happened to your panties and pubic hair?" Becky giggled, "When us girls got together we walked about old times and drank more than enough wine before we got giddy, and decided we needed to shave each other's pussy." Then I got bold enough to ask about her clitoris, "I have never seen a clit like yours before!" Becky obviously reached under the sheet to rub her pussy. I was blessed or cursed with a clitoris that looks like a little cock. The doctors told my parents that my sex was a little ambiguous. Obviously I had all of the sex organs of a girl, but my clit was almost a penis. Even my urethra is located on the underside of the shaft, where girls like you, have your urethra is located within your vaginas. The cool thing about where mine is that I can stand up and pull my clit up and direct my pee like a man." With that statement she giggled softly. 'Can I touch it?" Becky flung the covers back to expose both of our bodies down to our knees. She took hold of my wrist and placed my hand on her crotch. I could hardly breathe as I felt her clit. I took hold of it like she had done with my thumb and forefinger. I was able to jack her off like little boys do. I was drawn to her crotch, out of a desire to get a good look at her pussy. As I turned my body down over the top of her belly, she placed her hand on top of my head and pressed my head down farther. Very soon, I was smelling, the womanly aroma of her pussy. Becky reached over and turned on the night light on the lamp that filled the room with a soft glow. I was able to get a good look at her pussy. I marveled at how much her clit looked like the knob on a boy's dick and the labia minor divided under the clit and separated to form lips like my own labia minor. I found that her urethra really was located between the folds of her labia minor about half way between her vagina and her clit. It seemed natural that I licked her clit. Becky pressed on the back of my head, to encourage me to suck her clit. I set about sucking on her clit like I had done when I was younger. I licked and sucked on her clit greedily like. I was rewarded by the soft moans of my aunt. It startled me when the muscles in her thighs quivered and she smashed my face into her pussy. I pulled back and watched her slowly recover and her breathing returned to normal. When she recovered she turned her attention to me. "Honey, I shouldn't have get you do that to me, but I could restrain myself!" I looked into her eyes and kissed her on the mouth. "I have never felt anything like that before! Is that what you were doing with your girlfriends?" Becky smiled, "Yes, there were four of us that knew each other from grammar school through high school. We loved eating pussies. I was the only one able to actually fuck them." "Would you make love to me too?" Becky leaned over and kissed me on the mouth. She pulled down the front of my nightgown to expose both of my tits, and started feeling my small budding breasts. I could hardly breathe. She spent a lot of time kissing me before she moved down to suck on my breasts. She sucked so hard on the flesh of my tits that he made little hickies all around my areolas before it felt like she was going to suck my nipples right off of my tits. After she struggled to pull my nightgown over my head, she bit, nibbled, sucked and licked her way down the middle of my belly, stopping at my navel to tongue fuck my bellybutton. After some time spent doing that she worked her way down to my pubic garden. She spread my labia major to expose my inner labia. She licked the inner lips from my perineum up to my hooded clit. She was driving me crazy, but I couldn't cum like she did. She continued eating my pussy like crazy foe an eternity. Just when I was about to beg her to stop, she stuck a finger up my asshole. I started quivering all over and passed out. When I opened my eyes Becky was kissing my forehead and stroking my body all over. We cuddled up and kissed each other for a long time. When we first started kissing I could smell and taste mu own pussy all over her face and mouth. After a short time I couldn't taste my pussy in her mouth, but we couldn't stop kissing. I asked, "Do you always stick your finger up the ass of your lovers?" Becky chucked, "I could tell that you had never had sex with a woman before, and were having trouble reaching a climax. You will find out that there are a lot of things you have to lean about sex. There are many things we can do that do include anal sex. Eventually we drifted off to sleep. In the morning mother woke us up by knocking on the bedroom door. We were still clinging to each other and out faces were only a fraction of an inch from each other. We could smell each other's breath. Becky's breath was foul and still smelled of wine. She covered her mouth with her hand as she rolled away from me. She put on a bath robe as she headed for the door to go to the bathroom. I sat up and retried my nightgown to put it back on. I followed Becky to the bathroom. We even bathed together after we took turns peeing. When we had finished putting on makeup we returned to my bedroom to get dressed. We smelled eggs, bacon, and toast, calling us. Mother was in a good mood and reminiscing with Becky about their childhood. I wondered if she had enjoyed the benefits of her sister's clit growing up, but never would have asked. I had only one more night to sleep with Becky before she would head home. Becky asked Mom if she could take me shopping. Of course she gave her permission. We took the bus to town and hit the mall. Becky's cell phone rang while we were shopping. She looked at me and asked would you like to meet one of my girlfriends? I was reluctant to agreed, because I had a flash of jealousy. Reluctantly I agreed. Becky arranged for us to meet her at one of the fast food places in the mall. We worked our way to the center of the mall, not missing ay shops along the way. When we got to the McDonald's we both ordered iced McCoffee's and found an empty plastic table to wait for her friend. I asked her, "Why do you want me to meet one of your lovers?" Becky smiled lovingly at me, "Honey, after I go home you're going to get horny. My old girlfriends can teach you about not only ways to enjoy sex, they can teach you how to recognize girls and women that are open to having lesbian sex with you,, even if they have never had sex with a girl before." That gave me pause, while we waited for her girlfriend to arrive. Becky spotted her friend before the woman saw her. She stood up and waved at her until she got her attention. The woman was attractive as Becky and just as tall. She was a natural redhead, with a charming freckled face. She did have a trim figure. She was well suited to be a model in her youth. When she arrived at our table Becky introduced Jenny to me and introduced me to her as her niece Caroline. Jenny embraced me and kissed me on the cheek. She graciously excused herself to buy a McCoffee. She returned to the table to join us. We chatted for a while before Becky suggested that Jenny might like to get to know me BETTER. The way she accented the word alerted Jenny to the fact that she was inviting her to sharing me sexually with her. Jenny's face lit up, "By all means we should have coffee at my house." The three of us made our way to the parking lot. I recognized the late model Lexus. I sat in the back seat as Jenny drove us to her home. As soon as we were safely inside the comfortable home, Jenny offered us coffee. We followed her into the kitchen with an open dining area. She set about making a fresh pot of coffee. I witnessed her put a tea spoon of cinnamon in the basket along with a popular brand of coffee. While the coffee was brewing she set about preparing service for three. Becky and I selected our seating arrangement. Jenny set out freshly diced fruit and sweet breads, and even diced a couple of varieties of cheese with toothpicks in them. By that time the coffee was ready. She poured our cups full and allowed us to sweeten our coffee to taste with our choice of sugar, artificial sweetener, and/or non-dairy milk. When she sat down to join us she asked, "So Becky how long have you been fucking your adorable niece?" Becky beamed, "we found out we loved each other two nights ago, right after I got home from our little reunion with our little group." Jenny beamed, "So Caroline is new to the ways of women?" "She's as fresh as a freshly picked flower." Becky proclaimed. "Is that right, my dear?" as Jenny placed her hand on my thigh. All I in could do was blush. I felt as if Becky had betrayed our secret. I gave Becky a disapproving look, but had to admit the truth of her statement. "Yes, I had never experimented with sex with anyone until the other night." Jenny leaned over close to me and kissed me sweetly on my lips lightly. She touched my cheek with her fingertips. She asked me a few questions to find out more about me like; where I went to school, what grade I was in, did I have any girlfriends that I had ever had thoughts about wanting to have sex with them. I answered her questions truthfully, but had to think about which ones of my girlfriends I had ever thought about wanting to have sex with them. I had to admit that my best friend that I had gone all the way from pre-school with was the one I had always wanted to be with. I told Jenny that her name was Constance, Connie to her friends. Jenny assured me, "Honey, I'm sure that with the help of Becky and our friends we can teach you not only how to recognize if Connie returns your feeling, you will be able to recognize if other girls and women are receptive to flirtations. If you are like I was I at your age you have also had strong desires for the mothers of some of your friends. I would even bet that you have remained friends with some girls because you like their mothers." Her statement gave me something to think about. In truth there was one girl among my friends, named Amy, that I enjoyed visiting because I enjoyed talking to her mother, named Margret. It surprised me to admit that I actually was sexually attracted to her mother. I wondered if our giggling conversations were because her mother shared my sexual attraction. While we were talking we had been nibbling on the treats while drinking our cinnamon flavored coffee. When the carafe was just about empty Jenny asked, "Would either of you like more coffee or are we ready to take this party to a more comfortable location?" Becky and I were both at point that we were horny and our bladders were full. We assured Jenny that we were full and needed to use the bathroom before we do anything. Jenny told Becky to show me where the bathroom was, while she cleaned up. Becky took me by the hand and led me to the bathroom. She allowed me to use the toilet first. It was hard to start peeing, because Becky was bending over me and kissing me. I was able to look right down the bodice of her dress. She was not wearing a bra, and I could see her areolas and nipples. How could I resist feeling her tits? Becky wiped my pussy after I finished emptying my bladder, and replaced me on the toilet. He had pulled her short dress up around her waist. She had on self-supporting nylons and no panties again. I watched her stream of yellow liquid splashing into the bowl. I couldn't resist sticking a finger into the flow and feel the warm liquid flow past my finger. There was something erotic about the feeling and smell of her pee. We were kissing, when there came a knock on the door. Jenny asked, "Did you girls fall in?" Becky chuckled and called out, "Come in!" Jenny came in and witnessed me kissing Becky while grasping my aunt's clit and masturbating her like she was a boy. She came in and flipped my dress up over my back and pulled down my panties down to my knees. It shocked me to feel her part the cheeks of my butt and stick her nose against my asshole. She licked my pussy and asshole until I was uncontrollably wiggling my butt around so much that I couldn't keep my mouth on Beck's. Eventually Becky suggested that it was about time to take this to someplace we can be more comfortable! We giggled while we gave her room to stand up, to flush the toilet. I had to hastily pull my panties up without worrying about adjusting the wrinkles. We made our way to Jenny's bedroom, and I was struck by not only the opulent furniture, she had oil painting of beautiful women and teenager's in loving embraces. There were also gold framed portraits of attractive women including Aunt Becky arranged of the furniture and walls. The spacious queen sized bed was not over powered by the size of the room, because the room was large enough to accommodate all of the furniture. There was even a reclining couch that we piled our discarded clothes on. When the three of us were naked I was entranced with the alabaster skin quality of Jennifer's body. The freckles were hardly visible on her torso. Her areolas were a lovely shade of pink and her pubic bush was a charming strawberry pink. I couldn't help thinking about what her pussy would taste like. I felt like a princess with two women fawning over me. When they placed me on the middle of the bed they were both feeling me up. With four hands stroking my body my nervous system was all a tingle. They were taking turns kissing me with wet passion. They stimulated my breasts until they were driving me crazy. Becky mounted my chest and inched her way forward until she was feeding me her pussy. Jenny had worked her way down between my legs so that she could eat my pussy. I had four orgasms in quick succession before Becky came in my mouth. I had to find out what it would be like to make love to Jenny. He skin was so smooth under my tongue and mouth. I found the smell and taste of her pussy was not that much different from Aunt Becky's, but Jenny had apparently applied a tasty and fragrant liquid on her pussy. While I was eating her pussy Aunt Becky was busy behind me. Becky was licking me sex organ from behind me. She was mouthing my vulva while licking my cunt. Her nose was being pressed against my asshole. I found it very erotic that my aunt was actually enjoying smelling my asshole. She even spent a lot of time licking my puckered asshole. She even stuck her tongue into my hole. While we rested there was a lot of talk about ways to identify the look of a horny woman or girl. Jenny told me how to make it look like I had accidently brushed against their breasts. From their response you can either apologies for the accident or follow up with the accident with a proclamation that I wanted to do more. There were a lot of other things they told me. Becky and I had a lot to talk about when we had to go home. I was broken hearted when she had to leave for home. True to Becky's statement about becoming horny, it only took a few days before I called Jenny. She agreed to pick me up for a date. I didn't have any trouble getting permission to visit a friend of Aunt Becky. As soon as I got in her car and we were a couple of blocks away I cuddle up next to Jenny. I must sat Jenny was a good lover. By the time she took me home I was satisfied for a few days. I had plenty of time to think about other girls and women I knew. The next day at school I talked to Amy about us getting together after school. She had always been the quiet clinging type. Her mother was the robust woman that was always touching me. I let my mother know that I was going to Amy's house after school by cell-phone. As soon as we got there we were greeted by Margret. She sent Amy off to change out of her school clothes, while she talked to me. As soon as Amy was out of the room Margaret sat down next to me on the couch and asked me about my day, at the same time she placed her arm around my shoulders, just as she had done many time. For the first time I recognized that Margaret was making a pass at me. I turned my body to face her and placed my hand on one of her very large breasts. It only took a gentle squeeze to break the ice. Margaret kissed me on the lips, and was soon sticking her tongue into my mouth. By the time Amy returned to the room in play clothes, her mother had a hand under my dress stroking my pussy while she continued kissing me. I caught sight of her out of the corner of my eye. I thought her mother would be embarrassed being caught kissing her daughter's school friend, but she didn't seem to care if her daughter caught her making out with her friend. Amy didn't utter a word at all. She simply pulled her shorts and panties down and sat down next to me. She finished removing her clothes, and started kissing the back of my neck. I had no idea that my friend and her mother were both into sex, and had been courting me for years. My clothes seemed to vanish from my body. Amy stood on the couch straddling my body as she presented her pussy covered with dark pubic hair to my mouth. Margaret knelt on the floor and ate my pussy and tongue fucked my asshole. I watched Amy eat her mother's pussy, while her mother finger fucked me. I was crying when I had to go home for dinner, because of all of the wasted years I had not known they wanted me. Sleepovers at Amy's became a whole new adventure for me. I became so bold that when I went shopping at the mall I recognized when a woman was staring at me with longing. I would either flash them my pussy or a breast. Some would blush and scurry away, but some would smile and approach me for a date. I enjoyed all kinds of women. Some were the sweet little old granny types, others were cheap looking women that looked like they had seen it all. I had plenty of offers to adopt me from all kinds of women, but I assure them that I had a home. There came a day when I was passing the grammar school and witnessed a very attractive girl rubbing her crotch. I asked her if she would like to play with mine, and she smiled at me. I walked her home and met her mother. Her mother didn't have a problem with her daughter bringing home a girl at least five years older than her. We went to her bedroom and the girl clung to me as we kissed. We quickly removed our clothes off and went wild eating pussy. The girl couldn't get enough of my tits. We eventually had to get dressed and I had to confront her mother before going home. The women smiled at me and asked if I had enjoyed her daughter. It might have been an innocent question, but the smirk on her face told me that she knew what we had been doing. I assured her that we had a good time and I would love to visit again. As the woman walked me to the door she placed her hand on my butt and a finger probed the crack of my ass. When her finger pressed against my asshole I stopped, turned to face her, and I kissed her on the mouth at the same time I grasped one of her tits and gave it a hard squeeze. When we broke the kiss she invited me back as soon as possible. She assured me that she was a divorcee and we could have a good time, if I could spend the night. I told my mother about having met a new girl and had been invited to sleepover any time I wanted. I could very well tell mother how old the girl was, but I did invite her mother over to meet my parents. She was the perfect mother type and assured them that her daughter and her would be thrilled if I was allowed to spend weekends now and then with them. She told them that they were new to the area and didn't have many friends. My parents were happy that I was making them welcome to the community, and allowed me to spend the weekend with them any time I wanted. That weekend I packed a small pack and headed to their home. About the only thing in the pack I used all weekend was my toothbrush. The three of us didn't bother getting dressed all weekend. I really got off eating the pussy of a girl so young that she didn't have breasts or pubic hair, while her mother was eating my pussy. I guess you can say I had become an true pussy hound. There was hardly a day went by that I wasn't having sex with a girl or woman, sometimes with mothers and daughters. I knew that no matter where I was I could find a woman or girl to seduce. 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