Date: Sat, 8 May 2021 21:15:15 +0000 (UTC) From: "cs.unwin@yahoo.co.uk" Subject: Javanese Delights (Lesbian Adult Youth section) By cs.unwin Warning: This story contains adult content. If such material offends you or if you are under 21 please stop reading. 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 2021 cs.unwin, All rights reserved Please mail to cs.unwin@yahoo.co.uk if you have any questions or comments. Please donate so Nifty.org can continue to publish stories: https://donate.nifty.org/donate.html The Dutch East Indies was what today comprises almost all of Indonesia, including the islands of Java, Sumatra, Bali, Borneo and New Guinea. The Dutch exploited the inhabitants of these islands for their labour for centuries. They also exploited them sexually. Like most colonies the Dutch East Indies comprised a small number of Dutch who ruled over a vastly greater number of Asians. The colonies provided an outlet for Dutch men and women seeking their fortune or simply looking for a new start. Femke Muller was looking for a new start when she travelled by ocean liner from the port of Rotterdam to Bataviastad (now called Jakarta) on the island of Java in the spring of 1932. Femke had been a Nanny but had been found to be touching the two young girls in her care inappropriately. She had to leave the country and was invited to visit her Aunt Roos whose husband Henk managed a large rice plantation. The drive from the capital Bataviastad to the plantation took most of a day over poorly maintained roads which in some places were little more than a dirt track. Though tired and uncomfortable, Femke enjoyed every minute of it, revelling in the exotic landscape and people in their colourful local dress.More than anything else Femke was completely enchanted by the Javanese women she saw with their flawless ivory coloured skin, delicate features and shining black hair. The further she travelled from Bataviastadt the more women she saw with bare breasts, naked to waist and wearing only brightly coloured sarongs. You could pass a lifetime in Holland without seeing a bare breast, Femke thought to herself. In Java they were everywhere and in all shapes and sizes. Shapely young breasts with perky small brown nipples. Older women with breasts that sagged, flat against the top of the stomach, large brown nipples pointing downward. Young girls with only the hint of a curve and nipples as small as a boy's. By the end of her journey Femke was hot and sticky from the heat, and hot and sticky between her legs from the sight of so many beautiful half naked women. At the plantation Femke was greeted by her Aunt, a large woman whose clothes could not hide her plumpness and her full breasts. Roos gave her niece a big hug and escorted her into the large plantation building. A number of Indonesian men and women were lined up at the door to greet the new arrival. "You look in desperate need of a bath dear." Aunt Roos said. "I will have my servant Dewi take you upstairs to your room and help you." She said, pointing to a very young and beautiful native girl who smiled and bowed and gestured to Femke to follow her. To Femke the girl seemed 12 or 13 years old, her slim figure showing only the hint of breasts, barely covered by an open sleeveless jacket. They made their way upstairs in the high ceilinged colonial style mansion designed to stay cool in the days before air conditioning. The interior was built throughout with teak wood and the floors made of stone which was cool to the touch. An adjoining bathroom contained a bathtub large enough for two which was filled with lukewarm water. Dewi helped Femke remove her sweaty travel clothes, and when she was naked, helped her step over the rim of the tub and into the water. She felt slightly uncomfortable undressing in the presence of this girl whom she had just met. Femke, who was now 23, had never been pretty, even as a small girl. Her hair had gone from bright red to a sort of sandy brown and was curly in a kinky unattractive way. She thought of her body as dumpy, her legs too thick and her nose was quite big. Her only attractive feature, she thought, were her breasts, which though freckled were large as cantaloupes and crowned with small pink nipples on areolas the size of round crackers. In the 1930s it was still unusual for women to shave their bodies and she had tufts of light brown hair under her arms and a full curly bush between her legs. As her body slipped below the water Femke was surprised to see the Javanese servant unwrap the sarong around her waist, remove her jacket and gather her long black hair into a knot kept in place with a wooden pin. Naked, Dewi seemed younger than she had appeared dressed. Her ivory skin was completely hairless save for a few straight black strands of hair above her slit which was smooth and plump like a little girl's. Femke was too surprised to do anything but watch as Dewi stepped delicately into the water behind her. She took a washcloth, lathered it with soap and proceeded to wash Femke's back gently and thoroughly. "Mistress Roos tell me to wash you good." Dewi said in heavily accented Dutch. "You like OK I wash you front?" And without waiting for an answer her small hands, slippery with soap began to caress Femke's breasts. Femke gasped as her sensitive nipples, now hardened to small points, sent pulses of pleasure through her upper body and down to her loins. She leaned back against the warm body behind her and her legs opened involuntarily. One of Dewi's slippery hands slid across her stomach and down between her legs where small fingers parted the mat of hair and entered the sweet space between the folds of her labia. The fingers instinctively sought out the now stiff bud of her clitoris and stroked it lightly. At this point Femke had surrendered herself completely to the pleasure being given her. She was completely oblivious to anything but the orgasm that was building in her sex. When Dewi used her other hand to skilfully push her fingers deep inside the Dutch girl, the dam burst and Femke gave herself completely to a powerful climax that left her thighs quivering and a voice crying out: "Oh please Oh..Oh!" It was her own voice she realized when the waves of pleasure receded and her whole body slid down into the water. "You like Dewi give you woman pleasure?" The girl asked her. Femke turned around and looked into her almond shaped eyes and said: "What about your woman pleasure Dewi?" When the girl shrugged as if to indicate her pleasure was unimportant, Femke turned around, stood up and lifted the girl's slight body off the ground. She stepped out of the bath, laid Dewi onto a cushioned bench next to the bath and covered her body with her own. She took the girl's head in her hands and kissed her full on the lips, and thrust her tongue into the small mouth. It tasted like cloves. Dewi responded by wrapping her arms around Femke's larger body and her legs hooked around her back. Emboldened, the Dutch girl prised loose from her lips and began kissing Dewi's neck and chest and suckled each one of her slight breasts. Her brown nipples, though small, were stiffened into hard little points. The Dutch woman's lips traced a line across the young girl's flat stomach across her abdomen and over the crease between her legs. Her tongue snaked in between her folds and penetrated her centre, pausing to flick the dainty clitoris. Femke marvelled at the pure taste of the girl; she had never tasted a cunt before that was so sweet and clean. She redoubled her efforts as if to lick up every last drop of the Javanese girl's juices. It was now time for Dewi to squirm and shudder as she reached her own climax which she signalled by emitting short sharp birdlike noises. When she was done she clung to Femke like a child to her mother, and the two rested together in each other's arms in the quiet of the early evening. Tired from her long day's journey, she fell asleep. When she awoke, Dewi was gone and her Aunt Roos was sitting next to her, watching her niece intently. Femke panicked and made a move to get her clothes. "Be still Femke." Her Aunt said to her. "I like to see a young woman naked even if she is the daughter of my sister. Did you enjoy Dewi? She was my welcome present to you." Femke blushed and began to stutter something about not knowing what had happened. "Shush dear." Roos said with a chuckle. " I know why you had to leave the Netherlands! Nannies should not be playing with the pussies of the little girls they are supposed to look after. Your Auntie Roos knows the whole story...". Please, I...Let me explain... Femke began to say. "Don't try to explain dear. I completely understand. The apple doesn't fall far from the tree. I find it hard to resist little girls too. They are so sweet and eager to please!" She chuckled. "That is why I moved here to Java. No one cares about the age of the natives you like to fuck. Here I can have all the young girls I want. I've had Dewi since she was 9. She's a great cunt licker that one!" Femke's mind was in a whirl. Her Aunt not only knew about her indiscretions, she approved of them. She began to see the woman in a new light. She had only met her before on a couple of occasions while she and her husband were home on leave. Here was a woman who knew what she liked and had the determination to go and get it. "You are Lesbian Aunt Roos?" She asked. "What about Uncle Henk." "Oh he's not really interested in me. He's never even tried to fuck me. Not once. Why do you think we have no children? No he much prefers penises, and young brown penises to be specific. We have a pretty nice arrangement don't you think? But it's time for supper; please get dressed and come to the dining room in a half hour." Femke made her way to her bedroom where she found her steamer trunk had been opened and all her clothes had all been neatly folded and put away. She found Dewi waiting for her, now dressed in her sarong and jacket. She bowed to the waist and said: "I here to help you dress Mistress Femke." She proceeded to lay out underclothing on the bed for the Dutch girl to choose from. After Femke had chosen a dress Dewi helped her button it up and once done, brushed her long brown hair and pinned it up. The whole time she pretended to accidentally bump into or touch Femke, and each time she giggled shyly. Femke was not unaffected by this display of affection, she felt a moistening between her legs and wondered if Aunt Roos would object to her playing with Dewi again. Dinner was served in a large formal dining room with silver and crystal service. Dewi was on hand to serve her mistress, and two younger girls were also present. They were introduced as Dini and Amalia and who looked like they were about 10 or 11 years old. Femke marvelled at their large brown almond shaped eyes, delicate features and café-au-lait coloured skin. Both wore their sarongs low on their slim hips and their high cut bolo jackets left their midriffs bare, providing Femke with a glimpse of their little girl's barely formed breasts. Dinner consisted of a succession of East Indian dishes, each of which to Femke seemed more exotic than the last. The food made liberal use of peanut and chili sauce, and was interspersed with exotic fruits, most of which Femke had never seen before. Aunt Roos spent the dinner telling her niece about life in the East Indies and regaling her with stories of her own adventures and conquests, of Asian as well as European women and girls. Femke couldn't help but be impressed with her aunt's drive and strong appetites and her `take no prisoners' approach to life. As the dinner drew to a close, Aunt Roos pointed to the two young serving girls and said :"I have a gift for you Femke; I obtained these two girls: Dini and Amalia for your personal use while you are visiting." "Oh my word! Really? That is much to kind of you Aunt Roos. And what exactly does personal use mean?" "It means you can fuck them all day and all night if you want to!" Aunt Roos said with a laugh. "I won't swear they are very experienced, young as they are. But they have been told what to expect and their families will receive a generous bonus if I'm happy with them. And I may even keep them for myself, on permanent staff, if you are pleased with their performance. In a way you are helping me by trying them out." Aunt Roos said to Femke with a wink. Femke, who had been admiring the two delicious young girls during dinner, examined them in a new light. She couldn't believe the gift Fortune had bestowed on her, and she let her imagination drift. She felt a familiar moistness between her legs. As if she could read her mind her Aunt said: "I think dinner is now finished; why don't you take these two darlings up to your bedroom." "Oh Aunt Roos, that's wonderful." Femke said. "What a lovely dessert! But which one is which?" Aunt Roos pointed to the slightly taller of the two girls: "That's Amalia, and the other is Dini." She indicated the other who was slightly shorter and had a fuller, flatter face, and slightly wider nose. But there was little else to distinguish one from the other. They both had straight black hair, big brown almond coloured eyes,barely budding breasts and small dark brown nipples. Neither was taller than 5 feet. Aunt Roos said a few words of Javanese to the girls, which Femke did not understand but guessed from the result. One girl moved behind her and pulled back her chair while the other took both her hands and pulled her to her feet. Then with each girl taking a hand they led her to the staircase and up to her room. Femke was eager to see the two girls naked and she used sign language to indicate they should undress each other. This took only 10 seconds to accomplish because one tug at the knot on the waist of the sarong and the pretty garments fell to the floor in a heap at their feet. Once they had shrugged out of their sleeveless bolo jackets the girls stood naked and ready as if for inspection. Femke spent a moment marvelling at their thin brown bodies and plump hairless slits. Remembering how clean Dewi's clam had tasted, Femke couldn't wait to get her lips attached to their juicy young cunts. But first things first; the Javanese climate made her sweat constantly and she needed to get in the bath. She indicated the girls should help her undress, which they did while chattering and giggling to each other in their own language. Each part of her body which was thus revealed provoked expressions of surprise and delight. When Femke's large, freckled breasts were exposed both girls' eyes went very wide and neither seemed the least inhibited about fondling her pale fleshy orbs. The sight of her pussy, covered as it was with a thatch of curly reddish hair generated even greater expressions of wonder and both girls took turns touching and caressing the unfamiliar curls. When she was completely naked Femke stepped into the bath and was quickly joined by the two young girls, one on either side, their small young bodies slippery against her skin. For a moment she hesitated, unsure about how well the young nymphs had been instructed and how far she would be able to go with them. Then she remembered Aunt Roos had chosen and instructed them, and if she had wanted her to use any restraint she surely would have told her. Femke placed her hand in between the legs of Dini who was on her right and began to push her fingers in between the smooth folds of her sex. Her other arm circled the lithe young body of Amalia who was on her left and she caressed her nipple with thumb and forefinger. Femke also pressed her lips to Amalias' and used her tongue to gently pry her mouth open. The slight brown skinned girl willingly opened her mouth to accept the welcome intrusion. The two young nymphs, though untrained, were enthusiastic and eager to please, and however Femke chose to caress their bodies, she was rewarded with their caressing her in return. When she felt they had been in the bath long enough, Femke stepped out and led Amalia to her bed, pushed her down, opened her shapely brown legs and buried her face in between them. Forming a seal with her lips she thrust her tongue into the completely hairless and perfectly formed crevice of her labia. The taste was divine, fresh, clean and with only a hint of pee. She then pulled the Dini to her and directed her head to her heavy breasts. Dinil immediately latched onto a nipple and began to suck on it eagerly. While her young pussy was being licked, Amalia wiggled around and when she climaxed she emitted sharp cries of pleasure. Femke then rolled onto her own back and lifted up Dini, who had been sucking her nipple, and made her straddle her face. She went to work licking the second perfect hairless young cunt. Amalia went directly to Femke's open legs and pushed her pretty young face into her hairy slit. To Femke it seemed the night went on forever as she played with the two little Javanese nymphs and taught them how to please her, using their tongues, fingers and bodies on her breasts, clitoris, vagina and anus. The next day at breakfast she told her Aunt that the two little girls had been satisfactory in every way and she planned to play with them again that night. Femke stayed with her aunt for a month at the end of which she found a teaching position at a school for Dutch colonists children in the capital Batiaviastad. When the Netherlands was finally forced to give up her colony, Femke moved back to her hometown where she continued to introduce little girls to the pleasures of lesbian sex.