Date: Fri, 22 May 2015 21:00:22 +0000 (UTC) From: Jan None Subject: Jensine's Story (lesbian/adult youth, oral, anal, g/F Warning: Adult Youth, oral, anal, g/F 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 it to a friend, but if you wish to re-post them on your own site, please contact the author for permission. Copyright 2015, All rights reserved Please mail to Jensinesinemay696@yahoo.com if you have any suggestions for future stories. Jensine's Story By Jan My story began when I was about ten years old. My family lived in a rural community on the east coast of Long Island. I was a delicate little girl with a bad case of asthma. My mother was bed ridden with cancer that would claim her in a couple of years. It was fortunate that our neighbor was a registered nurse that came over regularly to look after us. She would administer medications to her and give her sponge baths before looking after me. The damp ocean air would aggravate my asthma, and I would run high fevers. She would spend the evening with me and monitor my temperature with a rectal thermometer. For some reason I enjoyed the rectal thermometer and looked forward to every visit by her. I anticipated her inserting the cold tube into my anus. She would check my forehead with the back of her hand, and tell me to turn over so that she could check my temperature. When I turned over she would pull up my nightgown, and spread my butt cheeks with her cool hands. Then she would hold one cheek while inserting the lubricated tube into my rectum. I remember it very clearly. I would lay quietly for several minutes enjoying the feeling of the glass tube in my rectum, because it made my vagina tingle so much that I could feel my juices dripping out of my pussy, and creating a wet spot under me, as I lay on my belly. She would stand over me watching me while she held my wrist checking my pulse. I began to suspect that she enjoyed what she was doing even though there was never any obvious sexual activity on her part, except for her sometimes adjusting the angle or depth of the tube. I looked forward to her administrations for the next two years. It was a very traumatic experience when my mother passed away. My father wasn't prepared to be the sole parent of pre-teen girl. He agreed to let me move in with his sister. Aunt Marie lived in Buffalo. Even though Buffalo is located just off of Lake Erie it was still a dryer climate than Long Island. My health problems delayed my development and postponed reaching puberty. Even at the age of twelve I could still pass as an eight-year-old. While I was staying at Aunt Marie's home I met Daddy's other sister. He had never talked much about his younger sister, Aunt Dorothy. When I was thirteen Aunt Dorothy was visiting Aunt Marie and me. When she greeted me she surprised me by giving me a welcoming kiss that took my breath away. She even gave me a 'French Kiss' by sticking her tongue into my mouth. Nobody had ever kissed me like that before, but it was fun, and I knew what it meant. I'm sure that Aunt Dorothy was at least 35-years- old. She had to be more than twenty years older than me. I knew right away that I wanted to have sex with her. I wanted her to show me everything that two women can do to each other. The next evening after Aunt Marie had gone to bed, Aunt Dorothy and I were watching TV together. She reached over and pulled me closer to her. When she started Frenching me again I returned her kiss with my own tongue. She placed her hand between my legs and started rubbing my wet little crotch. I placed my hand on her crotch too. She spread her legs and her short skirt rode up giving me access to her 'special place.' She was not wearing any panties. I felt her soaking wet pussy with my fingers. When my fingers got past the hairs covering her vagina I felt a wet 'cottage cheese like liquid.' My fingers were quickly covered with the milky, almost white liquid. Aunt Dorothy explained to me that she had a yeast infection, but she was taking medication to clear it up. When I smelled my fingers they had a strong pungent odor. The only thing I ever remember smelling like that was later on when I smelled the cunt of a woman that had gone more than a week without washing her cunt. Aunt Dorothy made me stop when I became a little too aggressive stabbing her cunt, in her sister's home. She insisted that I go to bed, and think about her. The next day Aunt Dorothy talked Aunt Marie into letting me spend a week at her home. Aunt Marie eventually agreed to it. I packed up my bag, and Aunt Dorothy drove me to her house. While she was driving she talked to me about how she was going to make love to me. She explained to me that because of the infection regular intercourse was painful for her. She assured me that for now we could masturbate. She wanted to watch me have a good orgasm, and would enjoy helping me. She also told me that she wanted me to help her have a complete orgasm too. We agreed to help each other. As young as I was, the frank attitude of our discussion encouraged me to form an opinion about what I now call 'My Prototype' of how a good female to female relationship should be. The rest of my life I have been searching for this kind of frank and open relationship. When we arrived at her house, she proudly showed me around her home. She suggested that we take a shower with each other. That was the first time I ever saw her completely naked. Aunt Dorothy had a good figure, but she had put on a few pounds over the years. Seeing photographs of her during her college day showed me that her waist had added at least four inches, and her breasts and hips were bigger. Her face was fuller too. She was a dishwater-blonde, but her pubic bush was darker. After we had dried ourselves, she applied lotion to her legs and arms, before she led me to her bedroom. When we lied on her bed she told me that she wanted to watch me masturbate. She asked me if I used a lubricant. I told her that I had never used any lubricant before. She propped herself up on one elbow to watch me masturbate. While I used two fingers of my right hand to stick into my little cunt that had only a few blonde hairs on my vulva, she continued asking questions. She asked me questions like, "Have you ever been sucked, have you ever passed out during an orgasm, have you ever stuck anything up your rectum or had anyone do that to you?" I couldn't answer all of her questions completely, but I told her about how much I had enjoyed the neighbor nurse that took my temperature rectally, and how that led to me sticking wax candles up my asshole and in my pussy. She assured me that doing that helped her to have stronger orgasms. She told me how much she enjoyed the feeling of her sphincter muscles contracting around an object while she had an orgasm. Our conversation was making us both very horny. While we were lying there she wrapped her long legs around my thin right leg. She used her right hand to toy with my little bulging vulva, and seek out my childish clit. My cunt began leaking liquid all over her finger, even before she penetrated my vagina. She softly whispered in my ear that she wanted to finger fuck my ass. That sent an immediate chill through my little body. My own sphincter started puckering at the thought of her sticking her finger into my anus. She asked me to kneel on the bed, while she retrieved a tube of KY jelly from her nightstand. While I spread my knees she positioned herself by my side. She covered two fingers of her right hand with plenty of the jelly, and told me to use my hands to spread the cheeks of my ass for her. Of course I did as I was told and waited for her to insert her finger into my ass. She began to slowly massage my butt with her greasy fingers. She started rubbing the crack of my ass from the two dimples on my backside down past my anus to my swollen little vulva. Her greasy fingers toyed with my vagina and anus. I had checked out my anus in a mirror and knew that the skin around it was a darker musty brown fading to my natural skin color. She slowly probed all around my anus, before applying more lubricant to her finger tips, and inserting a finger into my 'Rose Bud' of an asshole. She slowly slid it deeper and deeper. I held my breath until her finger stopped moving. It felt wonderful...I pressed my rear end backwards against her hand until her knuckles were pressed tightly against my flesh. She interpreted this as a positive reaction, and asked, "Are you enjoying all of this?" Even before I responded she started wiggling her finger around in my anus, and added another finger to the first. I loved it. Then she used her left hand to reach around in front of my body to play with my little clitoris and probe my vagina with her other greasy hand. Aunt Dorothy said, "Why don't you play with yourself, so that I can see how you do it?" I wanted to please her, so I replaced her left hand with my own. She squirted KY on my fingers while I toyed with my clit. Aunt Dorothy was continuing to pump her fingers into my rectum in unison with my own masturbation of my clit. We worked together as a team until I collapsed in the strongest orgasm I had ever experienced. When she withdrew her fingers I actually squirted liquid onto her bed sheets. Whenever I think about it today it still brings back the hottest memories. That was the most wonderful and mysterious feeling I had ever had consume my body. I begged her, "Push your fingers deeper into me please!" I tried to move but my anus was spread wide open by her hand. I felt a wave of pleasure sweep over my body. My sphincter muscle clinched her finger hard. Then it released it completely. I felt warm urine flowing from my urethra all over the bed. My sweet Aunt Dorothy experienced an orgasm watching me cum. I turned my attention to her and stroked her and she kept pumping until it was all over. I don't think I have ever had a stronger orgasm than that first one at her hands. I have cherished it the rest of my life. For a young impressionable thirteen-year-old girl nothing could possibly have been as beautiful as what she gave me. I have been seeking a relationship with another woman like that ever since. I was a senior at New York City College when I brought home a freshmen girl I was living with to meet my father. That was the first time he knew that I was a lesbian. It upset him, and when I admitted that Aunt Dorothy had brought me out, he told me that he had known she was a lesbian since they were children. He eventually accepted that I was not going to change. I hope you enjoyed the story, and if you have a story you would like told, please send your outline mail to Jensinesinemay696@yahoo.com.