Date: Wed, 29 Jun 2022 06:41:13 +0200 From: renae_agpee@gmx.com Subject: Emily's Problem, Chapter 19 Eight year old Emily learns about bodies and sex with her family. Thanks to the kind people who've reached out - I'm glad you're enjoying my first story. I'm having alot of fun writing it! And don't forget to support Nifty: https://donate.nify.org/ Ren Chapter 19 I got back into bed, under the covers, my mind racing. Oh my god, I let a boy put his penis in me! I wasn't a virgin any more ... I had done sex with a boy. I had done sex with Ben! He better not be a jerk about this. I had gotten fucked by a boy, and giggled at the sound of that in my head. And it felt so good to get fucked by a boy, I thought as I cupped my kitty with my hand and squeezed my vagina on nothing, my other hand rubbing my hard little nipples. I slipped my finger inside my hole ... it felt a little tender, from the stretching and sliding and stuff. And that was probably the longest time I had ever had anything inside my vagina. It felt a little bigger too, my finger slipping easily all the way in, without the usual gradual working and wriggling it took to get it in me at first. And I was SO WET -- I guess that helped! I know I've said that before, but not like this! My whole crotch was wet with my juices, not just inside my lips. I pulled the covers up over my head and breathed in the musky warm sex smell. I was wet and slippery all the way back to my anus even, and I rubbed it a little with my other pointer finger. It really did feel good to rub on my wrinkled little butt hole, and my vagina even spasmed around my finger a little while I did it. I brought my butt rubbing finger up to my nose ... it did smell like poop a little though. Gross. I wiped it clean on the sheets but it still smelled. The excitement faded, and I wondered what Ben thought about this. Soon I was stressing pretty hard about what he thought ... what he thought about me, about seeing me naked, touching me, fucking me. Would he tell anyone? If he told Brad, I would just die if I saw him again. And I wondered too - I had done the kind of sex that mommy said can make a baby - a boy's penis in my vagina. Like mommy did with daddy. Was I going to have a baby now? That was scary, but I didn't really think so or mommy would have told me, right? Right?? But exhaustion soon took over, and the next thing I knew, the sun was bright in my window and daddy was knocking at my door. "Come on Em, it's late, let's get moving!" "Uh ... yea." I grunted incoherently "I'm getting up." "That's what you said before!" I didn't remember answering him before?? "Yea, ok I'm up." I answered as I swung my legs over the side of the bed. "Ok, good." I got up and went down the hall to the bathroom. I felt kinda sore between my legs when I walked. When I hiked up my nighty and sat on the potty, I could smell my kitty, and wrinkled my nose a little. I liked how I smelled earlier, but it got kinda stinky overnight. I felt sticky down there also. I needed a bath, but mommy would think it was weird if I wanted to take one in the morning. I washed my hands good, remembering touching my butt hole last night. I went back to my room and put on some fresh panties before heading downstairs in my nighty. I felt kind of scared. Did Ben blab? Could mommy tell what happened just by looking at me? Or Ben? Was I going to have a baby? I got more scared with every step. Ben was already at the table when I came into the kitchen. "Hi Fart Face!" he blurted loudly and stuck his tongue out. My heart sank into my gut. Ben was still a jerk. I did sex with him, let him touch me, let him fuck me even ... and he was still a jerk to me. I felt like I was about to cry as I sat down across the table. "Ben, stop that" mommy sighed "Be nice to your sister! Hi Emmy, you ok baby?" mommy asked, her hand on my cheek. "Uh, yea mommy. I'm ok." I lied "Just really sleepy. And Ben's being a jerk again." I said, fighting back tears. She glared at Ben and turned back "You sure?" I nodded "Well, ok, I gotta go feed Petey, get yourself some cereal." When she left, Ben leaned across the table "It's ok, Emmy, don't cry, I didn't mean it!" he looked to the door, then reached across the table and took my hand "I always say stuff like that, mommy would think it was weird if I didn't, right?" as he squeezed my hand, concern in his eyes. "Uh, yea ... ok." I guess it made sense, but it still didn't feel good. "Besides, mom was asking me a lot of questions about last night -- if I heard you fall out of bed, why Rusty wasn't in your room this morning, ... uh ... other stuff." he added nervously and his face started turning red. "oh ... ok" I sniffled. What kind of other stuff, I wondered. Ben jerked his hand back when we heard someone coming down the stairs. It was daddy. "Hey, you're up Em! You eat anything yet?" "Uh ... no. I'm just gonna have some cereal." I mumbled as I got up from the table. "How come Rusty wasn't in your room this morning?" "I ... uh ... he was whining and scratching at the door, so I let him out." I'm glad Ben had warned me about that -- I wasn't thinking to fast this morning. "Oh, ok ... wonder what he wanted? How's your shoulder?" "Huh?" "Your shoulder ... from when you fell out of bed?" He said that last part kind of weird I thought. "Oh ... yea, it's ok I think." I replied, flexing my arm. "What are we doing today Dad?" Ben asked. "I have to work on the truck so we can go camping next week." "What's wrong with it?" "The radiator is leaking. You gonna help?" "Sure!" Ben replied. "Ok, well go get dressed quick -- we have to go get parts." "Ok!" Ben jumped up and ran for the stairs. "Hey!" mommy yelled, as he squeezed past her in the doorway while she was carrying Petey. "Sorry mom." "Ok, but put your dishes in the dishwasher first." "But it's clean!" "So empty it!" Ben groaned as he turned back. "You can help too." he grumbled as he passed me. So I grabbed the silverware thingy -- I can't reach much stuff in the cupboard anyway. "What are we doing mommy?" I asked. "Well, Aunty Rachel is coming later this morning. She wants to see Petey some more!" Petey giggled as she tickled his belly "And we're going to get our nails done." "Cool! Is Christy coming?!" "Yes, Christy is coming too." she smiled at me. "How about Carl?" Ben asked. "I don't know sweety, Aunty Rachel didn't mention that." "Can you ask?" "Sure." "Hey, but I thought you were helping me today buddy?" daddy replied. "Well, yea ... " Ben paused "Well, Carl and I can both help you if he comes!" "Yea, I bet." daddy grumbled. "Emmy, do you think you and Christy can watch Petey while Aunt Rachel and I are out? Daddy will be here if you need anything." "Yea, sure mom." I replied as I put the last spoon in the drawer. Ben got dressed, and he and daddy left. Mommy sat down with me while I ate my cereal. "How's it going kiddo?" she asked, bouncing Petey on her knee. "Good!" I said with false brightness. But I guess I did feel a little better now. "Ok good, you didn't sound so great earlier!" She paused "You know, you should probably be careful about sitting in Ben's lap sweety." she said with a grin. "Uh ... how come?" I replied, almost choking on my mouthful of cheerios. "Because his penis gets hard when you do!" she said, smiling wider. "Uh ... " I felt my face getting hot, and I took another bite to cover my loss for words. "And your kitty gets wet!" she continued, smiling ear to ear. I froze with a mouth full of soggy cheerios. I couldn't talk, even if I had words, and I couldn't swallow. My face was burning from my neck up and I felt tears starting. "Oh Emmy, it's ok!" her smile disappeared, replaced with concern. "I'm only teasing, it's ok sweety. Swallow your food baby!" as she rubbed my back. I barely managed to swallow without choking. I stared down at my bowl. "Uh ... how ... " I whispered. "Well, I saw it when Ben stood up! I bet he wasn't wearing underwear again." she said scornfully. "Uh huh" still studying my half eaten bowl. "And I found your very damp panties in the bathroom hamper." she put her hand over mine on the table. "Oh ... uh ... yea." She leaned in toward my ear "They smelled good!" she whispered conspiratorially. "Mommy gross!" I yelled, looking up into her grinning face. Petey startled, then laughed at my outburst. Mommy laughed too as I glared at her. "Relax baby, it's ok -- I'm teasing you! Come here." She held her arm out. I hesitated. "Come here baby." I stood up and she pulled me in to her "Sit on my other knee sweety ... you're not to big to sit on my knee yet!" I did, and she pulled me in and kissed me on the cheek. It felt good, snuggling against her and I started to relax. I tickled Petey's bare knee -- he giggled and grabbed my finger with his chubby hand. "I'm not mad at you Emmy!" As she gave me a squeeze. "It's completely natural, right?" "Uh huh" "But I am curious what was happening in that chair that got you both so excited." "What do you mean?" "Well, sometimes boys get hard in a stiff breeze" she giggled "but girls don't usually get that wet unless something's happening! And your panties were pretty wet baby!" "I ... uh" I stammered, blushing again. "It's ok, baby, you're not in trouble! Ben isn't either ... I hope." I smiled at that. "I ... uh ... I felt Ben's hard penis against my butt." I whispered "it was poking me in the butt mommy!" "Oh ... I see. How did you feel about that?" "I thought it was weird! But kind of cool to. Why did his penis get hard mommy? I didn't know boys Ben's age got hard too." "Yes, they can. And, like I said, boys -- especially young boys and teenagers -- get hard really easily, sometimes for no reason even. They can't control it." "That's weird!" "Yea. But a cute girl sitting in his lap can definitely be enough reason!" "Even though I'm his sister?" "Yup, even though you're his sister. But yea, a hard penis poking me in the butt is enough to turn me on too!" she gave me another squeeze and peck on the cheek. "Turn you on?" "You know, make me excited ... in my kitty." "Oh ..." I giggled. So many different words for sex stuff! "It was poking me right on my butt hole mommy!" I giggled. "Did it feel good?" "Eww, gross!" Mommy shrugged "Butt holes are very sensitive too. Almost as much as your vagina." "Well ... I guess it kinda felt good. It kinda made my pussy feel tingly!" I admitted. "But it's still gross!" Mommy laughed. "Where'd you learn that word baby?" Oh crap! "Uh ... I just heard it." "Heard it where?" "I dunno." "Come on Emmy, tell me the truth -- where'd you hear to call your girl parts your pussy? We always call it your kitty." "I ... uh ... " "You aren't going to be in trouble baby, it's ok." "Uh ... from Christy." I whispered. "So you and Christy were talking about your girl parts?" "Uh huh" I admitted. "Are we in trouble mommy?" I asked quietly. "Oh no baby, of course not! You're just a couple of curious kids!. But you can get the wrong idea about things just talking to your friends sometimes. So ask me if you have any questions, or something seems to weird, ok?" I had SO many questions, so many things had happened, I was almost bursting to talk about it to somebody. But I was pretty sure mommy would freak out if she knew all the things I had done. And if she told daddy, I would just die! But maybe I could ask one. "Mommy?" "Uh huh" "So ... if boy's Ben's age can get hard ... their penis can can hard?" "Uh huh" "Does that mean they can do sex ... like daddy did to you?" Of course, I knew the answer - but that wasn't my real question! "Oh ... well, " she paused "I suppose they could. I mean physically they could." "Could they make babies?" I whispered "You know ... if they did that kind of sex?" Mommy laughed "Oh no sweety, boys have to be older then Ben to make a baby!" My heart soared! "How old?" "Oh, 12 or 13 I think, usually." "How about girls? Could I have a baby?" "No honey, you can't have a baby until you're older also." she squeezed me "About the same age, 12 or 13." "Even I did did sex stuff with an older boy?" Mommy's face got weird, and she took awhile to answer. "No honey, not even with an older boy." "Why not?" "Oh ... uh ... well, you're just a little girl sweety! Your body has to grow and change before you could have a baby. It's called puberty ... we'll talk about it more when you get closer to that." "Is that when my boobies will grow?" "Uh huh ... and you'll get hair on your kitty, and other things will happen too." "But not until I'm 12?" "Probably ... but some girls start sooner, and some start later." "Ok mommy ... that's a long time." I replied, tickling Petey's bare foot. "It is ... but I bet it will go by faster then you think! Just enjoy being a little girl right now sweety!" Mommy made a show of sniffing my hair "Pew, you're stinky! When's the last time you had a bath kiddo?" "Uh ... I dunno?" "Well, why don't you go take one now, before Christy gets here. You can wash yourself, right?" "Yea." "Ok, good. Go ahead and use our bathroom sweety, I'm going to clean the hall bathroom. But don't take to long!" "Ok mommy!" "And don't make a mess! Do you need help washing your hair?" "Yea, probably." "Ok, well yell for me when you're ready. Get going!" "Can I use the jets!" "Sure ... just don't put any bubble bath in it." "Cool!" I jumped up and grabbed my dishes from the table and put them in the dishwasher, then ran up the stairs. "And don't take to long!" Mommy yelled after me. "OK!" I yelled back. I went into mommy and daddy's bathroom and turned the water on, adjusting the temperature until it was just right. I pulled my nighty & panties off and looked at myself in the big mirror. I think my hips were getting a little wider, but if you didn't look at my long red hair ... or my puffy mound and slit, I still looked like a skinny boy. I wish my boobies would start growing, as I touched my nipple. But mommy says it will be a few years yet. I guess I don't need boobies until I can make a baby. I think my kitty lips look puffier this morning. And my crack was open a little, even just standing there with my feet apart a little. That was different -- usually my kitty crack stayed closed unless I really spread my legs far. Did doing that stuff with Ben change something? I moved closer to the mirror and spread my legs further, but couldn't see much. Then I spotted mommy's hand mirror by the sink and had an idea. I laid the mirror down on the floor and kind of squatted over it and looked down between my legs. My kitty was stretched open wide squatting like that, and I rocked back and forth trying to get a better look. It looked about the same I think -- the little button tucked into the cleft at the front. I think my inner lips looked puffier. Maybe that's why my kitty crack was open. I shifted a bit so I could see my vagina. That did look a little different I think, from when I took a picture with mommy's phone. It was kinda redder and I think my hymen was almost gone now. I felt so open spread like this that I thought I'd be able to see right up my hole. But I couldn't. Just a little hollow at the end of my crack. I poked in it with my finger, but I wasn't wet at all right now and it didn't go in. And it was a little sore. Ben's penis was in there last night! Right inside me, right there! I thought as I shivered and poked again. I shifted a little more, and then I could see my butt hole in the mirror, all pink and wrinkly. It looked clean enough. Wonder why mommy said that about it feeling almost as good as a vagina. I poked it a little too, then sniffed my finger ... still stinky. The tub was getting fuller now, so I got up and put the mirror back on the counter. Then I crawled into the hot water in the tub. Soon the water was high enough to turn on the jets! I loved playing with the jets but I hardly ever got to. I moved my body around to feel them squirting the hot water against different parts of my body. It felt really good on my neck and back, and I shifted and moved around to run the big jet at the end of the tub back and forth and up and down on my back & neck from a few inches away. I slid up a little more, and the jet hit me right on the butt cheek, and that felt pretty good too, so I was soon running the jet from my neck down to my butt cheeks! Then, on one pass, the jet went right across my butt hole -- and I froze. It felt really really good on my butt hole! It wasn't aimed right at it -- kind of at an angle washing across it and it really felt good. Now I was just moving around to change where the jet hit me on my butt hole! I giggled a little as I thought that it must be really clean now! I was kind of squatting on my toes, and balls of my feet to get the angle right. I wanted to get the jet more directly aimed at my but, but I couldn't really do it at the end of the tub like this. But then I noticed another jet on the side of the tub that had a seat along it and I had an idea. I rolled over onto my back in the water and scooted over till my butt was facing that side and my feet were up on the seat. This was pretty cool -- now I could use my legs to lift my butt up and get the jet aimed right at it! I aimed it at my kitty a bit too -- it felt pretty good if I was far enough away, but kinda hurt if I got to close. But right now I wanted to feel it on my anus. I got it lined up, and then I started sliding in closer and it felt even better hitting it straight on. And it felt better as I got closer, and the jet was more forceful, pounding and throbbing against my butt hole! I reached down and touched my it again. It felt a little softer and more relaxed now, instead of a tight hard ring of muscle I had felt before. I rubbed at it some more. I don't think it felt nearly as good as rubbing my kitty, but it did feel pretty good. I was able to work the tip of my finger through until I had my fingertip inside my tight butt hole, which felt pretty weird and naughty. Just then mommy opened the door and poked her head in. "Come on Emmy, let's get moving please!" I popped my finger out of my butt -- she couldn't see anything in the tub cuz it's so high. "Ok mommy!" "Are you washed up yet?" "No." "Ok, well let's get moving please -- Christy will be here soon!" "Ok mommy!" I sat up and grabbed the soap and started letting the water out. I had forgotten a wash cloth so I just used my hands. I got them all soapy and washed myself all over -- I really did! But when I was done, I did love to rub my soapy hands all over my kitty and butt -- I was extra clean there!! Then I turned the water back on and used the hand shower to rinse off and get my head wet. "Mommy -- I'm ready to wash my hair!" I yelled. "Ok, be right there." Mommy came in again. "Did you wash everything really good?" "Uh huh!" "What about your face ... I still see dirt on your face." "I didn't want to get soap in my eyes!" "Well, you just close your eyes baby." she sighed. "Ok, I'll get it while I wash your hair." She turned on the hand shower again and I squeezed my eyes closed sitting in the bottom of the tub. "Here, sit on the seat so I can reach you better." "Ok" I shifted over with my eyes still closed and mommy started washing my hair. It felt nice, her soapy fingers rubbing my head. And then her hands kept going, sliding down onto my shoulders and arms, warms strong soapy fingers rubbing my back and sides, my belly. Then sliding up to my chest. "Your little nipples are adorable." she whispered in my ear as she rubbed and pulled and gently pinched them. I felt them getting hard between her finger tips. "I wish I had boobies mommy." "I know baby -- you will soon enough." she answered quietly. Mommy had one hand on my chest, rubbing my nipples. Her other had slid slowly down my belly. My breath caught in my throat as I realized where it was going, my eyes still tightly closed. I parted my legs slightly without even thinking about it as her fingers drifted gently down my mound to cup me between my legs. "How's your sweet kitty baby? Everything ok?" "Uh ... yea" I answered breathlessly. "That's good honey." and I felt her finger sink between my lips, her fingertip teasing my hole. "Your hymen is all stretched out now honey ... it's hardly there." she said as she continued to explore the bottom of my pussy. "Uh ... yea, I guess so." "You must be having fun with daddy's toys." "Uh huh" In fact I hadn't had a chance to play with them for awhile. I gasped as her fingertip dipped into my pussy hole and grabbed her arm. She rubbed a little more in my crack and pulled her hand away. "You have such a beautiful pussy baby." she whispered. "But we better get you washed up before Christy and Aunt Rachel get here." She started rinsing my hair with the hand shower, and then did it again with conditioner. Then rubbing me down with a big towel and lifting me out of the tub, my face against her booby. She still smelled of milk. "Mommy, are you still feeding Petey from your boobies?" "Uh, yea baby." she said as she started brushing my hair. "I thought you were gonna stop -- cuz of his teeth?" "Well, yea ... I'm going to stop soon. But I like doing it ... and Petey is my last baby, so I won't ever get to do it again once I stop." "How come?" "Well, your breasts stop making milk when a baby isn't suckling on them. And it only starts again if you get pregnant and have another baby." "Is that why you can't have a baby until you have boobies?" Mommy laughed "I guess so. It wouldn't be good to have a baby before you could feed it!" "Why is Petey your last baby?" "Well ... it's hard having babies. Do you remember how big my belly was before Petey was born?" "Uh huh" "And how tired I was?" "Yea" "And it hurts a lot to push a baby out of your vagina!" "I thought it stretched a lot?" "It does sweety ... but it still hurts. And babies are a lot of work! I'm getting to old to do all that again! My three babies are enough!" she said, and squeezed me again. "Oh" I thought about that "Did you feed me that way too?" "Uh huh ... and Ben." "I don't remember at all." "Nope, you were just a tiny baby!" she said, and gave me a squeeze. `I wish I did." I pouted. "Does it feel good mommy?" I asked quietly. "Hmmm ... does what feel good sweety?" "When Petey sucks on your boobie. Cuz it kinda ..." I trailed off. "Kinda what baby?" mommy asked with a big grin. "It ... uh ... kinda feels good when I touch my nipples." "Well, it's hard to explain honey. Sometimes it hurts, especially in the beginning. And now that he's getting teeth. And sometimes It kind of feels good, but not really the same way as when you rub your nipples. Mostly it lets me feel really close to Petey, and know that I'm taking care of him right from my own body." "Oh, ok." I kinda felt jealous of Petey, the way she said that. "What does it look like mommy? Does milk squirt out of your boobies like the cows at the fair?" "No baby!" mommy laughed "It just kind of oozes out of my nipples." "Oh" I replied, kind of disappointed. "It would be cool if it squirted!" Mommy laughed some more. "I guess so -- I'd have my own built in squirt guns, huh?" "Yea!" I grinned. "Can I see?" "See what honey?" "The milk come out of your nipples." "Oh ... well ... uh sure, I guess so." she replied, with a funny look on her face. She let go of me, still wrapped up in my bath towel, and unbuttoned her shirt. She unhooked her bra in the middle and the cup fell off her booby. I remember when her boobies were smaller before Petey was born, but they still aren't very big, compared to other ladies I guess. Her nipples were big and puffy though! Mommy was kneeling next to me. She took her hand and grabbed her booby kind of right behind her nipple with her thumb and finger. She kind of pulled and squeezed at the same time, and just like she said, white milk oozed out of her nipple! In little balls at first, but then it ran together into a white drop on the tip, which hung for a moment, then dripped onto the floor. She squeezed and pulled again, and more came out! Without even thinking, I bent my head and licked the drop off the end of her nipple. It was warm and milky and sweet, but not like the milk from the store. "Oh!" she gasped. "Oh ... uh wow. I ... I didn't ... uh ... I didn't think you'd do that." Mommy mumbled, her fingers still squeezing her nipple. "I'm sorry." "No honey, it's ok ... you just surprised me is all." another drop of milk fell to the floor as she kept squeezing. "That's so cool mommy!" "Uh huh. Did it taste good sweety?" "Yea ... but not really like the store milk. I like it though!" Mommy laughed. "So does Petey! But, oh ... those teeth!" she sighed. I was staring at mommy's nipple as more milk came out, and dripped off, and my mouth was watering. I looked up at mommy "Can I taste it again?" "Oh ... ah ... ok, sure sweety." I dropped to my knees, which put mommy's nipple right in front of my face. But instead of just licking the drop off, this time I sucked her whole long fat nipple into my mouth, running my tongue around it as the sweet milky taste flooded my mouth. Mommy gasped again, and took her hand off her nipple and put it on the back of my head, holding my mouth against her booby. I opened my mouth wider, and took more of her booby into my mouth. And then tried gently sucking on it. Nothing much happened, so I tried sucking harder -- mommy pulled my head harder against her, and I guess the pressing against her booby and the sucking made it work a little and I tasted more milk. So I tried that myself, and remembering what her fingers did -- I pressed and squeezed with my lips over my teeth and sucked harder and tasted more milk! I soon got the hang of it, and could fill my mouth with mommy's warm sweet milk, which I swallowed down. After a bit, I let her nipple fall from my mouth and looked up. Mommy's mouth was hanging open. "Your milk tastes good mommy! Do I do it as good as Petey?" I said with a huge grin on my face. "Oh, sweety ... yea, you do it pretty good! Maybe not as good as Petey though -- he has more practice. But no teeth ... that's nice." "That was so cool mommy!" I took her wet nipple in my fingers and pulled and squeezed ... another drop emerged, which I licked off with a giggle. "Uh huh" she mumbled, looking down at me as I played with her big nipple. "Do the other one baby." she said, and pulled her shirt back away from her other booby. I switched over to her other booby and sucked the nipple into my mouth. I grabbed her booby with both hands and gently squeezed it, which seemed to help too, and soon I had another mouthful of mommy's warm milk to swallow down. I was learning and getting better, squeezing with my lips and hands, sucking and swallowing as mommy hugged me close against her body with her hand on the back of my head. Then we both heard the front door open, and aunty Rachel called out "Hi, anyone home?!" I pulled my mouth off mommy's nipple as she called out. "Hi Rach -- yea, I'll be right down!" She kissed me on top of my head and whispered. "That was nice sweety ... but we better save some for Petey don't you think?" "Oh .. yea." as I stood up. "and Emmy?" "Yea?" "This is another thing that you can't tell other people about -- ok?" "Yea, ok." So many secrets! "Uhm ... not daddy either, ok. Just us." "Oh ... ok, sure." "Ok, well go get dressed then!" she added as she hooked her bra again and started buttoning her blouse. "Ok!" and I ran back to my room. I closed my door and dropped the towel. My nipples were stiff again and I touched them briefly as I opened my dresser to get some clothes. I put on a pair of granny panties and a pair or soccer shorts. I was rooting through the second drawer looking for the shirt I wanted when my door opened. I jumped, then relaxed when I saw it was Christy. She closed the door behind her. "Hi Em!" she said brightly, and came over and gave me a big hug, which felt a little awkward since I didn't have a shirt on. Her lacy top was rough against my stiff nipples. "Hi Christy!" I replied, still holding each other, looking up at her with a big grin -- the top of my head comes to about her nose. She glanced toward the door, then tilted and bent her head with her lips slightly parted. I knew what she wanted and met her lips with mine and soon we were kissing, tongues and all! After a minute or so, we broke and pulled apart, both breathing a little hard. "I'm glad you're not mad at me." I said. "Why would I be mad at you??" "You know ... what I did ... you know ... with my mouth. I was afraid you'd think I was gross or disgusting or something." "Oh no Emmy, I'm not mad at you! I mean ... that was pretty weird, and kinda gross if you think about it ... " My heart sank and I turned my face away. "No Emmy, no - it's ok, really. It felt so good Emmy, I've never felt anything that good before in my whole life and my pussy gets wet and and tingly just thinking about it ... just thinking about you." she said in a rush, all in one breath. "Thinking about me?" I asked. "Yea -- when my mom said we were coming to see you today ... I got all ... you know ... excited. Not just excited to see you but, oh my gosh Emmy, my pussy got wet just thinking about seeing you again!" "Wow" "So yea, what you did seems gross if I think about it to much. But I want to do it again anyway!" she gushed "I mean ... if you're ok with it?" I hugged her so hard she grunted and then we kissed some more and my whole body tingled. "Your breath ... your breath smells different. You taste different too ... kind of." she said. I felt my face getting hot. "But not bad!" she quickly added. "Just different. And your nipples are so pointy!" she whispered conspiratorially, as she tweaked one gently with her fingers. "Uh huh!" I relaxed and grinned as I turned back to my dresser and grabbed the shirt on top. The one I wanted must be dirty. We sat on my bed and kissed and held each other some more. I was so glad she wasn't mad or weird with me! I thought about doing more ... I think Christy did too. She was grabbing my butt! But we could hear our moms talking downstairs and my door doesn't have a lock or anything. And Ben was around also. After awhile, mommy called us down for lunch. We both ran down the stairs and into the kitchen. Aunt Rachel was scooping mac & cheese onto some plates, and mommy was sitting with her shirt open nursing Petey with the booby I was sucking on just a little bit ago. I hope I left enough for him, I thought, and almost giggled out loud. I looked over at Christy -- she was watching Petey also, kind of staring actually with her mouth open a little. Mommy smiled at her. "Have you ever seen a baby nursing before Christy?" "Uh ... not really aunty." Christy turned red and looked away. "It's ok, you can look sweety." Mommy replied. She shifted a little so Christy could see her whole breast and Petey's mouth right on her booby, his little jaw and cheeks moving as he suckled on her. Christy looked back. "Oh ... oh wow, that's so cool!" She said as she watched raptly. "Does it hurt?" she asked. "Uh ... no, not really. I mean it did at first until my nipples got tougher." Christy colored a little when mommy said nipples. "But he's getting teeth now, so sometimes that hurts." "Oh ... wow." she replied, still watching intently. Just then Petey let go of her nipple and yawned -- you could see some milk in his mouth, and mommy's big long puffy wet nipple. "I guess he's had enough. Huh Petey, you good sweety?" she cooed, kissing him on the nose. She handed him up to Aunt Rachel and tucked her boob back into her bra, buttoning her shirt. I was glad Petey still got enough milk, even if I had gotten some too! "That's so cool!" Christy said, and mommy smiled at her as Aunt Rachel laid Petey on her shoulder and patted him on the back. "Do you want to burp him Christy?" Aunt Rachel asked. "Uh ... sure. What do I do?" "Here..." Aunty laid Petey on Christy's shoulder. "Lean back a little. Just hold him with your arm under his butt ... yea, like that. Ok, now just pat him on his back with your other hand. Uh huh ... a little harder. Good. Bounce him up and down a little." Aunt Rachel stepped back and Christy sat there awkwardly holding and patting and bouncing Petey with a huge grin on her face. "Did you feed me that way mommy?" "Uh huh ... and Carl." "I don't remember at all." "Nope, babies don't remember much. Petey won't remember this." Petey started squirming and mewling a little. "He's not going to pee on me is he!?" she laughed, and kept patting. "No, he's got a diaper" I replied. "But he might..." Aunt Rachel started saying. Just then Petey let out a big burp and spit up some milk on Christy's shoulder. "He might do that!" mommy finished, laughing. "Oh gross! Oh my gosh!" Christy cried out, craning her neck to look at her shoulder. I saw her sniff -- you could smell the milk from where I sat. And she turned to me with a questioning look on her face. "You did a great job honey!" Mommy said taking Petey from her and handing her a towel. "That was a good burp Petey! Cousin Christy gave you a good burp, didn't she?! Bet you feel better now!" she cooed to him and he gurgled back smiling. "He's such a happy baby!" Aunt Rachel commented. Daddy and Ben came in then, he was grilling some brats on the patio. Ben was disappointed that Carl hadn't come along, but perked up when Aunt Rachel told him that he'd come over with Uncle Scott for dinner later. We took turns holding Petey and eating mac n cheese and brats, talking and laughing. After we finished and cleaned up, mommy talked to us about watching Petey while they went in to get their nails done and stuff. "So he'll probably sleep for awhile. But you need to stay close so you can hear him when he wakes up." "Ok" I replied. "Can he sleep in my room with us?" "Sure ... but let's make him a bed on the floor so he doesn't fall off your bed." "Ok" "And Emmy knows how to change his diaper now, right sweety?" "Uh .. yea." I said, wrinkling my nose, which made Aunty laugh. That was something I learned recently. Kinda wished I hadn't. We went up to my room and mommy folded a big blanket up in the corner as a bed for Petey and laid him down in it. He was really sleepy. "Remember, you can't leave him alone, right?" "I know mommy." "I know you do, you girls will do a great job!" as she ruffled my head. "And daddy is out in the garage if you need anything. "Ok" Then she left and soon we heard the car leave. Christy turned to me. "Why did your breath smell like breast milk?!" "What?" I asked, as shocked as I could muster as my heart leapt to my throat. "When we were kissing earlier and I said your breath smelled different. It smelled just like Petey's breath ... and when he spit up on me." "No it didn't!" "Uh huh." "No!" I yelled and Petey whimpered. "I know it did Emmy." she whispered as she sat down next to me. "I don't know what you mean." I whispered back, looking at my lap. I felt my eyes fill with tears, and one trickled down my cheek. Christy saw it "Oh" she hugged me. "I'm sorry." "I ... I can't tell you." She lifted my chin up and kissed me with tongue. I returned it reluctantly, my hands still in my lap. "Now you just taste like mac n cheese." She giggled. I couldn't stand it, so much was happening and I couldn't talk to anyone about any of it. I was keeping secrets for everyone and felt like I was gonna just start bawling. "What's wrong Emmy?" concern tight in her voice as I sniffled. "I ... uh ... sob ... uh I have to many secrets!" I blurted out and started crying. "I have secrets with everyone so I can't talk to anyone and I ... I just ... I need to!" I cried. "Shh ... ok" She pushed me onto the bed on my back and laid down next to me on her side. Her hand was on my chest, rubbing gentle circles. She didn't say anything for awhile. "Is this about what we did when you stayed over the other night?" she whispered. "Uh huh" Her face fell. "But no, not just that. Other things too." "Like what?" "I can't tell you." I sniffled "I promised." "Is someone hurting you? My mom says you don't have to keep a promise if someone is hurting you." "No, it's nothing like that." "Ok, good." "Can we share the secret ... if I promise not to tell. So you have someone to talk to." "I ... I don't know." "Ok" We lay there awhile longer, silently. "How about if we trade secrets?" She asked. "I tell you a secret, and then you tell me one and we can talk about it and we'll both feel better." "Uh ... what kind of secret?" I whispered. "I can't tell you unless you agree. But it's a big one." I thought about that a little. She had already pretty much figured out the milk thing ... and now I was dying to know what kind of secret she had. "Uh ... ok. But you can't tell anyone else ... swear!" "Yea, I swear." she said. "Ok, you go first." I replied. "I ... uh ..." her face turned red. "I sucked a boys dick." "What! Oh my god Christy! How? Who? Was it Carl?" I gasped, turning onto my side to face her. "Oh my god, no it wasn't Carl!" "Well who then? How?" "Remember I told you about my friend seeing her babysitter suck a boys cock?" "Uh huh." "That wasn't quite true. I saw it myself." "Wow!" "Yea. Mom and dad went out with their friends and we had a babysitter. Well I did, Carl was somewhere else. Mom and Dad's friends brought their son Nick over so they only had to get one sitter. He's 7, I think. We've played together a few times. I guess we're friends" "Uh huh" I wrapped my arm around her and pulled her close to me. "So we were supposed to be in bed. He was sleeping on the floor in my room. But we weren't sleepy and were talking awhile. Then we heard this noise downstairs, like the door opening and people talking. But it didn't sound like my mom and dad." "Weird" "Uh huh. So Nick and I snuck out. You know that kind of balcony we have at the top of the stairs?" "Yea" "So we're looking down into the living room from there and we see that Carla - the babysitter -- was talking to a boy. Like a teenager. They were sitting together on the couch. And soon they were kissing! Like a lot kissing! Right there on our couch. And he started grabbing her boobs, like through her shirt. And grabbing her butt too!" "No way!" "Yea -- he reached up under her shirt and everything! I don't think she had a bra on -- her boobs aren't very big. You could see his hand grabbing her tits under her shirt while they kissed!" "Oh my god!" "I know, right! I think he was trying to get his hand into her pants to, but she wouldn't let him. I heard her say no and push his hand away." "Wow" "But then she was grabbing him at his ... " she pointed down to her crotch. "at his dick area!" she giggled. "Grabbing and rubbing. He was wearing sweats. Then he stood up in front of her and pulled them down! And his hard dick popped right out in front of her face! She was touching it and everything, and I heard him ask her to suck it ... and she did! She put it right in her mouth Emmy!" "Oh my god! How big was it?" "Uh ... I dunno. Maybe ... uh maybe not quite as long as Carl's" she giggled "But thicker. And really hairy!" "And then what?" "Well, she started moving her mouth back and forth on it. He had his hands on her head and he was kind of, you know, moving it in her mouth too! And then he got real stiff and still and kind of grunted and jerked a little. I think he had an orgasm from her mouth!" "Cool! What happened then?" "She took her mouth off it. But Nick was breathing so hard I thought he'd give us away. So we crawled back to my room. I don't know what else happened." "Wow -- I wish I could've seen that!" "It was so cool. My pussy was so wet -- I was never that wet before ... until we ... you know." "Uh huh. But wait... " my brain finally caught up "You said that you sucked a boys cock?" "Uh ... yea. Well, we got back to my room, and Nick was rubbing his crotch like crazy, so I asked what he was doing. He said his dick was so hard and it felt good to rub it when it was hard. So I asked him to show it to me. And he did! I was laying on my bed, and he just stood up, walked over and pulled his PJs and underwear down right in front of my face!! And his little dick was just poking out all hard!" she giggled. "Oh my god, that's crazy! How big was it??" "Uh, a little smaller then my pinky probably. But Emmy ... it was right there in my face! He was like moving his hips around, like waving it right in my face like a goofball! And..." "And what?" "Well, I had just seen Carla do it. So ... so I leaned out and put my mouth right on his dick! I put the tip of his dick in my mouth Emmy!" "Oh my god Christy!" I gasped "I can't believe you did that!!" But I was thinking of last night, and the urge I felt to kiss Ben's penis right when the toilet flushed. I wonder I I would have done it if that hadn't happened. "I know! I didn't even think, I just leaned out and sucked it into my mouth!" "What did he do?" "He just froze right there, and made this choking gasping sound. And then he kind of pushed his hips front and pushed the rest of his dick into my mouth. And put his hands on my head. And then he said" She imitated a little boy lisp "Don't bite it Cwithy!" We both completely cracked up at that. Like laughing so hard we could hardly breathe. We were holding each other tight at this point, bodies together from chest to hips and our legs entwined. It felt really good to feel her laugh so hard in my arms as I laughed with her. "Oh my god -- "Don't bite it Cwithy"" I snorted. "You didn't, did you?" "Christy wiped her eyes and caught her breath. "No, of course not!" "So what did you do?" "I ... I uh ... I just kind of sucked on it ... like a lollipop. And felt all around it with my tongue." "What did it taste like?" "Uh ... nothing really. Put your finger in your mouth." I did. "Does it taste like anything?" "No, I guess not." I replied, popping my finger out. "So like that." "Huh ... ok. How long did you do that for?" "Well, Nick started moving his hips back and forth, sliding his little dick in and out of my mouth, holding my head. And I just sucked on it and rubbed my tongue on it." She stuck her finger in her mouth, pursed her lips around it and rolled her eyes up as she stroked her finger in and out. We both broke out giggling again! "Cool!" "Yea ... and then, just like Carla's boyfriend, he shoved it in until my nose was right on his belly. And he froze and held my head there while his dick got even harder and kinda jerked and moved in my mouth!" "Oh my god Christy ... you made him cum with your mouth!" "Uh huh -- but I didn't even know what that was, until you showed me!! And then he took it out of my mouth and pulled his PJs back up. He got all sheepish and shy and went back to his bed and covered up, facing away from me." "You didn't say anything? He didn't say anything?" I asked incredulously. "Uh ... I didn't know what to say!! What do you say after you suck a boy's dick?? And all he said was" we both said it together "Don't bite it Cwithy" and collapsed into more uncontrollable laughing. When we finally calmed down again Christy said "I wanted to tell you about that the other night so bad Emmy! But I just couldn't! I thought you'd think I was a freak! It feels so good to tell you about it! To tell somebody about it!" She thought about it for a bit. "Maybe that's why I didn't think it was to gross for you to put your mouth on me there ... cuz I'd already had a boy's thing in my mouth." "That's so cool Christy -- you're so lucky!" "You don't think it was gross or weird to put a boy's dick in my mouth?" "Well, a few weeks ago I would have. And I guess it still seems kind of icky if I think about it ... but really cool too!" Christy moved in and kissed me. "Thanks." I kissed her back and we were totally making out again. I let her tongue into my mouth and sucked on it, wondering if that's hat it would be like to have a penis in my mouth. She pushed me over onto my back and lay on top of me but kind of on her elbows and knees between my legs. She kissed me harder, more forcefully and I wrapped my arms around her. I turned my head and broke away from the kiss. "Lay on me." I gasped, chest heaving. "Huh?" "Lay on me ... put your weight on me. "Oh.. uh .. ok" She did, as we resumed our kiss, her whole weight on my chest and belly, pushing me into the bed. I kinda got a panicky trapped, can't breathe kind of feeling, but it felt warm and safe at the same time. I know that doesn't make any sense. I can't explain it any better then that and love and heat and passion surged through my body. I wrapped my arms and legs around her and squeezed, humping my crotch up against hers as she lay between my legs. Christy broke the kiss and I opened my eyes -- her flushed face looking back at me wide eyed, her hot breathe washing over me. "Oh my gosh Emmy!" I didn't say anything, just raised my lips to kiss her again. She joined me for a few seconds, then broke to stare into my face some more. She was grinding, writhing, moving her whole body on top of me as I held her tight. I was moving to, trying to rub my kitty against something. "Wh ... what?" I asked. "Do you think we're lesbians?" she asked. "What's that?" I had heard the word before, but didn't know what it meant. "Girls that only like other girls ... you know ... for sex stuff. Instead of boys." "I ... uh ... I like doing this with you. Alot! But I want to do stuff with boys too! Just thinking about their penises gets me excited sometimes." I paused "What about you?" "I ... uh ... yea, I think so too. It was so cool and exciting sucking Nick's dick And I think about it all the time. And seeing Carl's. But not as much as I get excited about doing stuff with you. Is that ok?" "Uh yea, I guess so. I like doing stuff with you too. Do you think we have to decide?" "I don't know." "Well, I don't think I'm a lesbian, cuz I like boys. But I like you too!" I said with a grin as I squeezed her tight. "Ok!" she grinned back. "Maybe it's just because you haven't been able to do much with boys yet." I pondered. "I've done more then you!" "Uh huh" I grunted noncommittally. "Well, I have!" she replied with a grin. "Haven't I?" she added, less confidently. "Uh, yea, definitely -- I haven't sucked a boy's thing!" Well, at least I told the truth on the last bit! I guess I wasn't very convincing. She was looking at me pretty skeptically, but decided to change the subject. "So why did your breath smell like breast milk this morning?" she asked quietly. I felt my face getting hot and didn't answer for a bit. "Come on Emmy ... we promised to trade secrets." she said, and pecked me on the lips. I took a deep breath. "I ... uh ... I was sucking on my mommy's boobs ... like Petey does. And I got milk to come out. And I drank it." "Wow" she paused "Wow. How ... why did you do that?" "Well, after my bath, while she was brushing my hair, I was asking her about feeding Petey from her boobies. What it felt like, when she was gonna stop and stuff. She said awhile ago that she was gonna stop ... because of his teeth." "Ouch" she cringed. "Uh huh. Anyway, I asked her what it looked like ... you know, what it looked like for milk to come out of her nipples." "Uh huh" "And she showed me! She opened up her shirt, and unhooked her bra. And then she kind of squeezed and pulled behind her nipple and the milk came right out!" "What, like squirted out?" "No, it just kind of oozed out sort of. And made a big drip on the end that fell on the floor." "Cool!" "Uh huh. Well she kept doing that ... and the next time there was a big drip there ... I ... I licked it off." "No way! Why?" she gasped. "I dunno really. Kinda like you with Nick I guess ... I just did it." "Did it taste good?" "Uh, yea, I guess ... milky and creamy, but not really like store milk." "So just that one taste?" "Uh ... no. I asked her if I could taste it again and she said I could. But this time I sucked her nipple into my mouth." "Your mom's nipples are so huge!" "Uh yea. So I had it in my mouth ... and I just started sucking on it and moving my mouth on it, like I see Petey do. And I got more milk! If I did it awhile, I got a whole mouthful!" "Oh my god Emmy! That's crazy!" "Uh huh. And ... I think she liked it." "Why?" "Cuz she asked me to suck on the other one too." I whispered. "Wow!" "That was right when you got here ... I was sucking on her nipple when your mom came in the door." "No way! No wonder I could smell it!" "Uh huh ... but she made me promise not to tell anyone!" "I won't." she promised. "Is that gross?" "Uh, well not gross I guees -- I mean babies do it all the time. But yea, it'd definitely pretty weird to suck on your own mom's boobs. But kinda cool to ... like I never would have thought of doing that in a million years! But now I kind of want to try it." She paused. "Do you think you'll do it again?" "I dunno." "If she asks you to?" I hesitated. "Maybe ... probably, I guess." "Sounds like you're the lesbian!" she grinned "Sucking tits, licking pussy!" "No way!" I smacked her but hard and she jumped. "While I'm sucking boys dicks... " she continued, still grinning like mad. "One dick!" I laughed, and smacked her but again. "One tiny, little boy dick!" "One more then you! You've licked more pussy then you have dick!" "Shut up!" I laughed, and tried to push her off of me. Oh my god I was just burning to tell her about Ben! That would shut her up. She bent and kissed me again, long and deep, sucking my tongue into her mouth and I stopped struggling. "You know I'm just teasing ... I know you want dick too Emmy. You even took your panties off for my brother!" I giggled, remembering that. "Your mom knows I had had my panties off -- she saw them on the floor." I whispered. "I know ... she asked me about it too." "What did you say?" "Uh ... just that you like to sleep without panties at your house!" she giggled. "What did you say?" "I ... uh ... I was so scared I started crying." "Oh, poor Emmy." she said with an exaggerated frowny face. "Shut up!" I laughed, and smacked her butt again as hard as I could, causing her to yelp. "To bad there's no boys here so I could show you how to suck a dick!" she teased "All there is in here is pussy!" she added, as she reached between us and cupped my kitty in her hand. I flinched and hunched my hips up into the pressure. "Oh, like you're some expert ... one little boy dick!" I laughed, squirming, trying to get her to hold my kitty harder. "One more then you!" she said again, pressing her finger between my lips, through my shorts and panties. "I've ... you ... I" I stuttered. "You what?" she found my clit and I jerked under her at the rough contact. "Nothing." "What!?" "Nothing!" "I think you're still keeping secrets from me." she pouted, as she rolled off of me. "Christy I ..." my breath caught and my back arched as she slid her hand under my shorts and panties, finger slipping between my wet lips in one smooth unexpected motion. "You what?" she asked, grinning and sliding her finger in my crack. I didn't reply, just humped my kitty up at her finger. "You'll tell me sometime." she said, as she found my vagina with her slim fingertip and sliding it deep up inside me. "Oh Christy, that's so nice." I moaned. Her face got serious then and she bit her lip, as she gently slid her finger in and out of my vagina. "What?" I asked. "I ... uh ..." she pulled her hand out of my shorts and looked at her glistening finger, wet from my kitty. She sniffed it, then put it in her mouth. "What?" "Can I ... you know ... like you did?" "What?" "Lick you ... lick your pussy. Like you did to me." "Yea ..." I answered quietly "I'd like that." Just then Petey started fussing on his makeshift bed in the corner, and we both turned to look at him. He got this look on his face, kind of scrunched up, and pulled his shoulders up. I knew right away what was coming, but Christy didn't. "Oh no Petey." I sighed. "What?" Christy asked. I didn't have to answer - you could hear Petey's wet sounding fart from across the room and Christy cracked up. "Oh my god, I didn't know baby's could fart!" she laughed. Petey looked all content and relaxed now. "Yea ... well, that's not all he did." I replied sourly. "Oh ... you mean?" "Yea ... he just pooped his diaper big time." "Oh gross!" "Yea ... that killed the mood, huh?" I sat up on my elboys a little and kissed her. "Sorry. We better change him before it leaks." "Eeewwwww" "Yea ... you watch him while I go get the stuff." "What do I do?" "Just watch him ... I'll be right back." I went down the hall and got the diaper bag from Mommy's room and brought it back and started pulling stuff out. "Here, we gotta slide him onto this." as I laid out the changing pad. "So it doesn't get on the carpet." Christy didn't say anything as I picked Petey up and laid him on the pad. "Ok, stinky, here we go." I said, then unbuttoned his onesy and pulled it up and tickled his belly. Petey giggled and waved his chubby legs in the air. "He's so cute!" "Uh huh" I pulled the velcro open on the sides and pulled the front of the diaper down. It was a bad one -- baby poop everywhere and the smell was awful. Christy gagged "Oh gosh, that's so gross!" and gagged again. "Don't barf!" I warned. "Still think he's cute?" "Uh ... well, not that part." I looked over and saw she was holding her nose. "Yea" I used the diaper to wipe up his butt crack, then rolled it up with the velcro and set it aside. Then I got the wipes and started cleaning him up. "Get me a diaper out of the bag" I asked. "Ok" she replied nasely, and started rooting around. "Here!" she thrust one at me and I took it. "Look at his little dick, it's so cute!" she gushed, having let go of her nose. I finished wiping, he was all clean now. "Yea -- sometimes he pees when you're changing him. But the diaper was wet too, so probably not this time." "Gross." "It is pretty cute" I said, and I reached out and tickled his tiny balls and penis. Petey giggled and grabbed his toes. "He likes that!" Christy said. "Yea, I guess all boys like when you play with their cocks." I laughed "Even baby boys." I stroked his penis with my fingertip and Petey laughed some more. "Let me touch it." I moved my hand and Christy started stroking her finger gently back and forth. "That's so cool." she whispered, holding the helmet head between her thumb and finger. "Yea" "Oh my gosh, it's getting hard!" she said. "What? Uh uh" "Yea, it is ... here, feel it!" By that point I could see it, but I touched it anyway. And yea ... little baby Petey had a boner! It was about as big around as a crayon and maybe and inch long and very hard. "Oh my gosh, that's so cute!" Christy gushed as I rubbed the bottom side of Petey's tiny cock with my fingertip. It was kinda wet and slippery from the baby wipes. He had a big smile on his face. Christy reached down and tickled the bottom of his balls and Petey kicked his feet some more, gurgling happily. "Here, look at his little butt hole!" I said as I grabbed his legs and pulled them up to show her. I tickled his puckered pink anus with my finger. "Eeww gross!" Christy laughed "You're touching his ass hole!" "It's clean -- I just wiped it." "Yea ... but still!" "It's pretty cute though too, don't you think?" I asked, remembering the conversation that got all this started weeks ago. "Yea, I guess." she replied. "But I like his little dicky better, huh Petey?" as she tickled his balls some more. I laughed "I think you like cocks to Christy!" "Yea, I guess so!" she giggled "at least cute little ones." she stroked his penis some more making Petey giggle too. I took the new diaper and started putting it on. Once we got him all buttoned up again he was wide awake and wanted to play, so our playtime was over for now.