Date: Wed, 26 Dec 2012 10:45:58 -0800 (PST) From: Jan None Subject: Incest and Other Joys with Amie 2 (lesbian/incest, oral, 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 2012 Jan, All rights reserved Please mail to janmay696@yahoo.com if you have any suggestions for future stories. 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. I hope you enjoyed the story, and if you have a story you would like told, please send your mail to janmay696@yahoo.com.