Date: Sun, 23 Feb 2020 11:34:01 -0800 From: Jan none Subject: Auntie Angie Taught Me (Lesbian/Incest, oral anal, f/F, fff) Incest, oral anal, f/F, fff This story is a work of fiction and contains descriptions of explicit sexual acts between a young girl and older woman and other girls. If this type of content offends you or you are under the age of 18 do not read it. Author's Note: Copyright 2018 Jan, all rights reserved Please mail to janmay6969@gmail.com if you have any suggestions for a future story. Auntie Angie Seduced Me By Jan My Auntie Angie was the life of every party and flirted with all of the good looking handsome young men at every party. I thought she was the most beautiful woman at every gathering and wanted to be just like her. Angie is one of those women that is a living example of the sultry golden brown southern Italian women. She resembles the actress Mila Kunis only taller. Her mysterious personality made her the center of attention of any room she was in. I adored her and as a young preteen, I did my best to dress in a more age apocopate replica version of everything she wore. After all, I was only a twelve- year-old. People often commented on my efforts to be like my aunt, with either a condescending or mocking tome. I didn't mind the comments. I thought they were the best complements they could bestow on me. At a lot of parties, I observed Angie flirtatious behavior with males but never saw her give them more than a peck on the cheek. At one of the parties when it was late in the evening and people were making their exits, I happened to walk past the bedroom of the hostess and the door was slightly ajar. I was stunned to see my aunt kissing Mrs. Williams the wife of the couple hosting the party. When I glanced through the slightly open door. What made the kiss so shocking was that were using their tongues with an open mouth kiss, Angie was stuffing her hand down the front of the woman's cocktail dress and was massaging her tit. I was embarrassed by what I witnessed and moved away from a quietly as possible. I began to wonder if Angie was not into males at all. What I had seen made me think that she was in fact lesbian. For several days I seemed to be thinking about the possibility that my beloved auntie was a lesbian. I began to watch every move of Angie to see if I would tell that she was attracted to women. I began to notice knowing glances between her and several women we knew. I thought about ways to ask her if she was a lesbian. One afternoon Angie was at our house when I got home from school. Mom announced that she had to run an errand for a friend of hers. As soon as she mentioned the friend's name, I knew she would be gone for at least three hours because the woman lived at least one and a half hours' drive from our home. Angie assured my mother that she was happy to keep me company in her absence. After we saw the mother we made or a way to the family room. I was sitting in Dad's favorite old leather wing-backed recliner. Angie was sitting on the leather diamond tucked couch. The interesting thing about where she was sitting that I had a clear view up her shirt. Being a well-bread young woman, she sat with her legs crossed and her knees point to the left of her body. She asked me about what I had done at school that day to start the conversation. I complained about the stupid things I had to do and the juvenile chatter of my friends. I even added that all they talk about is boys. At that point, Angie lifted her left leg and uncrossed her legs and pivoted her legs to the right. In that brief moment, I got a brief glimpse of her pussy. It was covered with trimmed black pubic hair and her upper thigs had a black band of her self- supporting nylons. It took place so quickly I wasn't sure I saw was for real. But it excited me. I asked quickly, "At the Williams party couple of weeks ago and it was winding down I walked past the master bedroom and noticed the door was slightly open. I saw you kissing Mrs. Williams on the mouth and you had your hand in her dress playing with her breast! Angie, are you a lesbian?" "Candice, would it upset you if I were a lesbian?" The question puzzled me, "I love you and that would not change my feelings for you at all!" "Why don't you come over here and sit beside me, while we discuss this?" I move quickly without regard to doing it gracefully. Once I was perched next to her right thigh. AS I cuddled up next to her right breast. I had always thought her perfume was the sexiest fragrance ever. I wanted to place my hand on her tit so badly I could cry but feared that Angie would reject my advance. Angie cradled me with her right arm and lifted my head by my chin with her left hand. She kissed me on the mouth. The kiss lasted a long time. When I opened my mouth to talk. She stuck her tongue into my mouth. It was so exciting I did my best to stick my tongue into her mouth as well. Angie used her left hand to unbutton my blouse. I offered no resistance. As she pulled my blouse off my arms, she found that I was wearing a full slip. She pulled the straps off my shoulders and as the slip lowered my pear-shaped B-cup sized breasts came into view. My areolas covered most of the cap on my tits and my nipples looked about the size of the first joint of my little fingers. She started squeezing my left breast like she was selecting a ripe melon. Before she leaned over and started sucking on my nipples were as hard as rocks because of my aunts stimulating them. I couldn't resist placing my hand on one of her tits. At that moment Angie sat up and I thought I had overstepped my bounds, but she reached behind her back and unzipped the back of her dress and stood up to pull the dress over her head. She stood there in front of me and I was mesmerized by the sight of her body. All Angie has on was smoky self-supporting nylons and her gray plastic three-inch pumps. I admired her body as she stood there in all her naked glory. Her breasts looked like perfect orbs that made my mouth water. When my eyes traveled down her body to her crotch, I saw that she had a tattoo of a red lipstick kiss and that I had not been mistaken when I got a glimpse of her crouch when she crossed her legs. It was obvious that she not only shaved her pubic hair into a tight triangle and her straight black hair was cut an even half-inch in length. Her labia protruded out of her pussy like the skin was a chocolate brown lace. I wished that when I grew up that I would look just like my aunt. Angie pulled me to my feet and unfasted my skirt at my hip. She proceeded to pull my skirt down and allowed me to step out of the skirt before she pulled my panties down. I was concerned that Angie would approve of what I looked like naked. From the look on her face, I saw that she looked very approvingly at my body. I had always felt self-conscious about my figure. At the age of twelve, my body was starting to change from the narrow hips of a girl to spread out to accommodate the future passage of the head of future infants. My breasts were starting to show promises of someday looking like my aunt's. Any concern I had about her approval was answered when Angie leaned forward and while clinging to my hips and kissed me on my own fresh black bush. Then she sat down on the couch and sat me on her lap. While we were kissing each other, Angie was playing with my pussy and I was playing with her tits. She eventually laid me on the couch and started licking my pussy until I had an earth-shattering orgasm. I didn't want to move because I was so relaxed. After enjoying having my beloved aunt suck my pussy too an orgasm, I had an overwhelming desire to find out what her pussy would taste like. I pushed her on to her backso that she was on her back. I knelt between her legs and used my fingers to spread her labia open to inspect what her cunt looked like. I saw hat her clitoris looked like a bean covered with her hooded labia. I could see into the depths of her vagina. This was the first time I had ever gotten a good look at her urethra and I saw the ragged remains of her hymen and beyond that was the bulb of her cervix. The smell of her pussy was a pungent odor that filled my nose. I kissed the open vagina and stuck my tongue as deep into her cunt as possible. Then I moved up to her cunt and took it into my mouth and sucked on it. My efforts were rewarded by Angie placing her hands on the back of my head and smashing my face against her pussy. I worked hard to make her cum. When she announced that she was having an orgasm and pulled me up her body and kissed me for a long time. Eventually, we agreed to get dressed. After we cleaned up and put our clothes back on Angie and I sat on the couch hugging and kissing utile we head Mom's car pull into the driveway. Angie and I sought out ways to be together as much as possible. One day Mom announced that a friend of hers had been killed in an automobile accident and she was going to have to take a week or so to attend the funeral. There was some discussion about me staying with someone. I suggested that I would like to stay with Aunt Angie. Angie was quick to agree to look after me while Mom was out of town. Mom made arrangements for the trip and we took her to the airport and saw her off. We had packed enough clothes to last a week, along with my toiletries. We stopped for dinner on the way home. As soon as we got to her home, we put all of my bags in her bedroom because we had already agreed that I would be sleeping with her. We were in a playful mood and we undressing each other. She pulled me onto the bed and started feeling me up until my body was responding to her touch as if she was touching my body with ice cubes. I was expressing to her just how much I loved her. I sought out her right tit and squeezed it as I took her brown nipple into my mouth and sucked on it noisily. Angie said, "Does my good little girl like sucking on my tits?" I looked up at her face and stopped sucking long enough to say, "I absolutely adore your tits and hope mine someday looks just like yours." As I returned to sucking her nipples, I started biting them. "That's my girl, Bit my nipples." I moaned as I stretched her left tit to the point that it must have been painful before releasing it to return to the normal shape. I also placed my right hand on her pussy. I found that my aunt's pussy was fragrant and so wet that it was slippery. I finger fucked her pussy until Angie announced, "Candice you are making me cum like I haven't cum in years!" When she recovered, she did something I didn't expect? She told me over and pulled me to my knees so that my butt was in the air and my face was resting on the bed. She got behind me and started licking my pussy with her nose pressed against my asshole. I was crooning, "Aunty, your tongue feels so fucking good." I didn't expect her to start licking my asshole and started poking the tip of her tongue against my sphincter. Angie asked, "Baby does my tongue feel good in your asshole?" "Oh, Angie your tongue feels so fucking good!" There was a lot of moaning until I actually experienced an orgasm. As soon as it was over, I just had to find out what it would be like to do the same thing to my beloved Auntie. I positioned her as she had done to me. I placed my hands on her cheeks and spread then to look at her pussy from a different angle and her asshole had a dark ting that faded into her golden brown. I started licking her pussy with long swipes. When I zeroed in on her asshole, I used two fingers to masturbate her for the longest time before she had a strong orgasm. There was a short period of recovery. We relaxed and clung to each other before Angie positioned me on the bed with my head resting on the pillow. She bent my knees and spread them wide apart. Angie started smacking my pussy with her lips. It was like the first time she ate my pussy. I was in heaven and wallowing in the smell of sex. We even 69ed each other before we settled down to get some sleep. The next morning. I woke up early and started getting ready for school. By the time I finished showering Angie was up. After she was bathed and dressed. she made breakfast for the two of us before I had to go to school. The school day was normal except avoided my best friend because I didn't want to talk to her. Eventually, the last bell rang and I used the local transit system bus to take me to Angie's house. When I got there, I let myself in with the key she had given me. I had developed that because I had the house to myself for a few hours before my aunt would get home that I would do some snooping. I was planning on putting on a pair of her sexy panties and put on a pair of her sexy black nylons to greet her home. I had no more than closed the door than the bell rang. I asked, "Who's there?" "Hello Candice, I am Linda Hitchcock, and friend of your Aunt Angie." When I opened the door, I was looking at a woman about Angie's age. She an attractive woman dressed lie a businesswoman, with a soft blonde hairstyle. "Angie call me and asked me to look after you when you got home from school." As we talked, we were headed for the kitchen. Linda set about making a snack for us. I asked her how will she knew Angie and her response were to say long enough to know where she the tattoo of the kiss on the left side of her pubic mound. She added that she had the matching tattoo on her mound. Having seen the tattoo, I knew he had seen it. "Can you tell me about your connection to Angie.?" Linda led me by the hand to the family room where instead of we sat next to each other without her releasing my hand. "We met in grammar school and became inseparable. She spent as much time at my home as her own. Our love for each other began to manifest itself physically. We became devoted lovers. It was inevitable that my mother caught us in a romantic embrace, but did not reproach us for our behavior. She chose to join us in our bed. Angie became my mother's lover as well." I hope you enjoyed the story, and if you have a story you would like told, please send your outline mail to janmay6969@gmail.com.