Date: Sun, 12 Dec 2021 15:31:44 -0800
From: Jan none <janmay6969@gmail.com>
Subject: Michele and Aunt Ginger (Lesbian / Adult Youth, oral, anal, g/Fg

Adult Youth, oral, anal, g/FgF

This story is a work of fiction and contains descriptions of
explicit sexual acts of boys and men discovering their
sexuality.  It contains graphic scenes of sex between a
consenting underage girl and adult females.  If this type of
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             Michele and Aunt Ginger
                      By
                     Jan

	My story began shortly after my thirteenth
birthday.  My mother was a popular woman and had
three marriages before that birthday.  The last
marriage ended when my mother caught her husband
masturbating me. Throughout all of my mother's
marriages her younger sister was always there to
lend her support.

	Growing up in a small farming town just outside
of Jefferson City, Missouri I was raised in a
household that belonged to a nondenominational
Christian Church.  The minister and his wife are the
self-appointed moral authorities for the community.
They are in fact hypocrites.  They profess that all
sex that is not for reproduction is a sin.  They claim
to be anti-abortion, but they are willing to support
Trump and his lying amoral fascist misogynistic new-
republican party.  Everything they accuse the
democratic party of doing Trump and his party is
and are guilty of. They accuse the democrats of
stealing the election, but when they try and verify
their big lie all they can find are a few cases of
republican's casting multiple ballots.

	In our community almost all of the family
names have been anglicized and the families identify
with their French, German, Irish, Scot roots, but
now they reject that they were once Catholics.  Now
these families profess to be anti-Catholic.

	Not that I had a bad life or all that
extraordinary, I can't claim to have had a traumatic
event.  I was a better than average student and I
indulged in sex with both boys and girls in the
neighborhood with usual doctor and nurse or you
show me yours and I show you mine.  I discovered
the pleasures of masturbation at an early age.
Because of the religious teachings of the church, I
felt guilty about my sexual desires.

	One day I was visiting a school friend's home a
quarter mile north of our home.  At the same time
my aunt Ginger was spending a couple of days at our
home.  Something she often did.  While we were
listening to music in her room, she mentioned that
she had gone to a party with a boy from our school
that I had a crush on.  I overreacted and accused
her of stealing the boy I wanted.  I rushed home and
headed past my aunt as I headed to my room and
flung myself across my bed and bawled like a baby.

	After a few minutes my door opened and aunt
Ginger entered and she sat on my bed next to me.
She turned me over and pulled me to an upright
position and took me into her arms and hugged me
against her body and she kissed my wet cheek.  She
asked: "Michele, what is the matter?  Did someone
hurt you?"

	I rested my face against her breasts while still
sobbing like a baby.  I blurted out: "My best friend
went to a party with the boy I like!  I accused her of
stealing my boyfriend!"

	My aunt was stroking my hair as she started
speaking softly in my ear: "Honey, your friend didn't
steal anything from you.  The boy must have been
more interested in her."

	"But he and I have been making out with each
other, and my friend knew that I loved him."

	"Obviously, he doesn't feel the same way about
you.  You will have many more loves and broken
hearts before you are grown."  She was stroking my
arm while she was talking.  "Why don't we go get
something to drink?"

	I was still sniveling as I slid off of the bed and
followed my aunt to the kitchen.  I tried to think
about something else while we sat at the table
sipping our iced tea.

	Things had returned to normal even though I
avoided walking to my friend.  I was upset with the
boy and not talking to him also.  I was in a sullen
mood for days.  One day when I was normally at
piano practice after school, I chose to ditch the
class and go home instead.  I arrived home more
than an hour earlier than normal.  I simply walked
into the house not expecting to see anything unusual.
As I passed through the house on my way to my
room, I happened to look into the back yard through
the sliding glass door, and happened to see my
mother and aunt Ginger.  It took me a moment to
understand what I was witnessing.

	At first, I thought they were simply
sunbathing until I realized that both of them were
naked.  I paused to watch them.  They were laying
side by side on the redwood lounge and they each
had a hand resting on the crotch of the other and
they were masturbating with each other.  I was
stunned because I never even thought of my mother
as a sexual person.  Oh, I knew that she had to give
had sex to produce me, but that was when she was
younger.  I just never thought about her having sex
because she was always cautioning me against sex
before I was married.  She always punished me any
time she caught me playing with myself.  I couldn't
believe what I was witnessing.  I watched them until
they both experienced a reaction where their legs
quivered.  They even kissed each other before
resting.

	I went to my room and lay on my bed and
thought about what I had witnessed.  The picture of
them was burned into my mind.  The sight of their
naked creamy white bodies with their large breasts
and the dark triangles of pubic hair between their
legs turned me on.  I couldn't resist pulling up my
skirts, pulling my panties aside and fingering my
pussy.  I heard the sliding door to the backyard open
and the sound of them entering.  I held my breath
until they entered Mom's bedroom.  When I heard
the water running in the shower I slipped out and
went into the living room and turned on the TV and
waited for them to return.  They assumed that I had
just arrived while they were showering.  I had a
hard time carrying on conversation with them
because I was picturing them naked and playing with
each other.  I brooded about what I had seen for a
couple of days.

	My mother informed me that her best friend
was going in for a gladder operation and she was
going to be staying with her for at least a week or
more while she recovers.  She added that aunt
Ginger would be staying with me during her absence.
I complained that I could take care of myself during
her absence, but mother was adamant that Ginger
was going to be staying at our home.

	When Friday came Mom took her friend to the
hospital and aunt Ginger was waiting for me when I
got home from school.  I was sullen until after
dinner.  While we were watching TV, I decided to
confront my aunt about what I had seen.  I asked:
"how long have you and Mother been eating pussy?"

	Ginger looked startled by my question: "What
are you talking about?"

	"I came home early a few days ago and saw the
two of you in the back yard naked, and I watched
the two of you sucking each other's pussy."

	That was when Ginger looked nervous, "Your
mother wasn't planning on telling you about us until
you were a little older.  She doesn't think you are old
enough to understand about sex between women."

	"I think you should teach me about the way
women make love to other women!"

	There was a notable pause before she
answered: "This could create a lot of trouble for us.
We better do this in your room."

	She led the way to my room and when we were
inside, she removed all of my school clothes before
she removed her own clothes.  I sat on my bed while
she undressed.  I was fascinated by her body.  She
had a mature body but young enough that her
breasts didn't need a bra.  They were firm and
sticking straight out in front of her body like the
bumper horns on a 1955 Cadillac coupe de Ville.  The
mauve areolas and nipples were proudly displayed on
the front of her tits.  I couldn't take my eyes off of
the triangle of dark pubic hair with her clitoris
protruding out when she removed her panties.  She
even posed for me so that I could get a good look at
her body.

	I couldn't resist reaching out and feeling her
tit.  Ginger wrapped her arms around me and pulled
me and pulled me close and she used her right hand
to lift her tit and stick the nipple onto my mouth.
While I was sucking on her tit, Ginger reached down
and placed her hand on my vulva and used her index
finger to play with my little clit.  It was making me
so excited that I almost peed.  She laid me back
onto my back and spread my legs as she bent over
and started licking my pussy the way I saw her
licking Mother.  Her tongue was flicking my clit and
it was driving me crazy.  I peed right in my aunt's
face when I had an orgasm.  While I recovered
Ginger mounted me.

	She was on her knees straddling of my head.  I
was looking up at her hairy pussy.  I could feel the
humid moisture of her flesh and was made dizzy by
the pungent odor of her vagina.  Then she leaned
forward bringing her pussy to my mouth.  She began
rocking back and forth vertically fucking my face
until she had an orgasm and my mouth was suddenly
filled with her fluid that was warm and slimy as I
swallowed the stuff my throat felt raw.  I knew that
I was going to get used to that kind of stuff.  She
even shocked me by turning me over and smelling my
butt before she started licking and stabbing my
asshole with her tongue.  By the time I had
exhausted myself with mutable orgasms sucking my
aunt's tits, pussy, and asshole I was a sweaty mess.

	For the next couple of days, I was so
distracted that I hardly noticed what was going on
at school.  I did start looking at the girls and female
teachers differently.  I noticed that some of the
girls were starting to develop breasts and waistlines.
I even started looking at the way the teachers
interacted with each other.  I suspected that a
couple of female teachers were sweet on each other,
There was a little old gray-haired librarian that
seemed to be more than very helpful when it came to
helping the girls select books to read.  One day,
when it was lunchtime, I happened to sit my tray at
an empty table, and a girl that was in my home room
sat her tray across from me.

	She was a quiet girl normally.  Her name was
Anne, and she asked if she could join me, and I told
her sure.  She was one of the girls I had observed
that like me was close to being twelve-years-old and
she was developing breasts.  She asked me: "Would
you like to come home with me after school?"

	I didn't know what she had in mind, and I was
thinking about when my aunt would get home from
work and what we would be doing the rest of the
evening.  I figured that I had a little more than two
hours to find out what she had in mind.  I agreed and
could spend a couple of hours.

	After school she and I walked to her home
together.  Along the way she mentioned that she had
a large doll collection.  I didn't have much interest in
dolls though.  She went on to tell me that she had
dolls of all nations.  She seemed to have a lot of
pride in her collection.  She carried on about her
collection and mentioned some of them.  She even
added that she had Jack and Jill dolls that were
anatomically correct.  It was obvious that I didn't
understand the significance of that statement.  She
added that Jack actually had a cock and balls, and
Jill had tits and a pussy.  I found that interesting
but nothing all that exciting.

	When we arrived at her home it was very much
like my own, only her mother was a stay-at-home
house wife.  Anne introduced me to her mother, ger
mother welcomed her with a hug and insisted on
making us a snack of sandwiches and milk that we
could eat in her daughter's bedroom.  She said: "Why
don't you call your mother and ask her if you can
stay for dinner?"

	I said: "My mother is looking after a sick
friend and my aunt is looking after me in her
absence.  I guess I could give her a call and ask."

	I used my cellphone to call my aunt at work and
asked her if I could have dinner at the home of a
friend.  She gave me her blessing.  Anne's mother
was pleased to have a guest for dinner.

	When we were behind her closed door we ate
and drank the snacks before she proudly showed me
her doll collection.  They were beautiful dolls
dressed in national attire. Then she took out the
Jack and Jill dolls and undressed them.  As  she had
told me the Jack doll did have a rubber penis and
balls like the pictures I had seen in magazines.  The
Jill doll had tits that had pinkish areolas and nipples,
and the crotch had a rubber vagina with painted on
pubic hair that was like my mothers.

	I mentioned casually without thinking about
what I was saying: "You should have two Jill dolls so
they can eat pussy."

	Anne smiled at my statement: "Do you want to
check each other out?"

	"Okay"

	We began to undress each other.  While I was
removing her dress I asked: "What if your mother
walks in on us?"

	Anne smiles: "My mother wouldn't dream of
walking into my room when I have a girlfriend
visiting!"

	Her assurances didn't alleviate my
apprehensions, just the same I continued undressing
her.  I wanted to see if my guesses about what she
would look like naked were accurate.  Anne had dark
brown hair and a pretty face.  As I had observed she
did have breasts that barely would have filled a B-
cup.  They were pear shaped.  The breasts were
about the size of half of a grapefruit.  The areolas
were swollen mounds on top of the breasts like pink
caps and her nipples looked like buttons on the caps.
When I removed her panties, I saw that her vulva
was a swollen mound with a sprinkling of newly grown
croup if black pubic hairs.

	She seemed to be just as pleased with my body
and my dirty blonde hair.  I had a few pubic hairs of
my own.  As soon as we were both naked, we
bargained, feeling each other's tits.  I sucked on her
nipples until she complained that I was hurting her.
Besides. she wanted to find out what my tits tasted
like.

	Anne turned out to be evry good at sucking
tits.  It didn't take long before she needed to taste
my pussy.  She hovered over my body and pressed
her face between my legs.  I have to admit that
Anne was every bit as good of a muff diver as my
aunt.  When she made me very wet, she turned her
body around and straddled my head.  I was looking
up her puffy pussy and wondered if my cunt looked
like hers.  She lowered her cunt down to my face and
her pussy spread over my face and molded over my
face like a mask.  I'm not sure which one of us had an
orgasm first, but I enjoyed the feeling and the
knowledge that I could have an orgasm with any
female.  Then I became worried that I might have
made enough noise that Anne's mother might have
heard me and knew what we were doing.

	We had to get dressed so that I could walk
home.  While I was putting on my clothes I asked:
"Anne, why sis you ask me to come home with you?"

	Anne kissed my cheek: "I have noticed the way
you look at other girls and the female teachers.  I
suspected that you were familiar with the sex
between females.  Can I ask who introduced you to
sex?"

	I wasn't sure if I should tell her the truth, but
I figured 'WHAT THE HELL!  My mother has a
friend that just had an operation and she is taking
care of her until she can look after herself, so my
aunt is staying at our home to look after me.  She
has been teaching me everything she knows about
sex for almost a week now."  I didn't think to ask
who taught her.

	When we were both dressed, we joined her
mother so that I could thank her before walking
home.  As soon as we found her in the kitchen
preparing dinner, I asked her for the snack and told
her that I would be leaving for home.

	She hugged me and actually kissed me on the
cheek.  She surprised me when she licked my cheek.
She said: "Dinner will be ready in a few minutes.
The two of you better go wash your face and hands."

	Anne and I headed for the bathroom to wash
up.  That was when it dawned on me that she smelled
Anne's drying cum on my face.  I commented to
Anne: "Your mother is cool!  She must have smelled
and tasted your cum on my face and didn't get mad
about us having sex."

	Anne said: "Mom is the woman that taught me
about sex."

	After dinner her mom insisted on driving me
home.  She was driving an old Ford station wagon, so
the three of us could sit in the front seat.  I was in
the middle.  I gave her direction to my home, and he
pulled into the driveway behind Ginger's car.  Before
we got out of the car, she kissed me on the mouth
and said Michele, honey you are always welcome to
visit.  The three of us got out of the car and Ginger
met us halfway to the entrance of the house.  After
the introductions Ginger invited them in for
something to drink.  Anne's mother insisted that we
call her Donna.

	Coffee was brewing and the girls had Coke's.
Anne spoke up and asked Ginger if I could have a
sleep over at her home next weekend.  Donna added
that both of us were welcome to come.  Ginger was
reluctant to accept.  The three of us worked on her
until she agreed to join us on the net Friday.

	That night while we were cuddling after we had
sucked each other's pussy to orgasms, I told her all
about what had happened that afternoon.  Ginger
asked; "Are you sure that her mother knew what was
going on?"

	"Her mother kissed my cheek and then licked
my face before she told us to wash out faces and
hands before dinner.  I can only assume that she
smelled Anne's pussy juice all over my face.  Later
Anne told me that her mother taught her everything
she knew about sex.  I'm sure her mother is sleeping
with Anne at this moment.

	Ginner kissed me and said: "I will have to call
Donna tomorrow and invite the two of them for a
visit.  Your mother is going to be pissed that she
missed out."

	When I got to school the next day, I was dying
to talk to Anne.  The first chance to talk to her was
at lunch.  As soon as we ate and got rid of our trays,
I told Anne to follow me and I led her to the shady
side of the library.  I told her: "My aunt was going to
call your mother to invite the two of you to our place
for a party."

	Anne was excited and asked: "Does that mean I
am going to make love to your sexy aunt?"

	"Only if I get to taste your mother's pussy!"

	Anne laughed: "I'm sure Momma will be thrilled
by the invitation.  I'm so horny, I need to get off
now!"

	I led her to a girl's bathroom across campus
that would not be in use because there were no home
economics classes after lunch.  As soon as we were in
a stall with the door closed, I had Anne stand on the
toilet seat.  I pulled her skirt up and pulled her
panties down to her knees and proceeded to lick her
pussy until she moaned and told me that she was
cumming.  While I had been sucking her pussy, I had
my hand in my own panties and masturbated until I
came too.  As soon as I helped her down, I washed
my face and hands.  We made it to our next class
before the bell.

	When Ginger got off work on Friday, we took a
long bath together and took great pains preparing
for our guests to arrive.  The two of us prepared
dinner with the good china.  At the agreed upon time
the doorbell rang.  Aunt Ginger answered the door
with me following.  We greeted them with hugs and
kisses.  They had brought along overnight luggage
and Anne's mother had a bottle of red wine in hand.
We left the luggage by the door and led them to the
dining-room.  Ginger and Dinna talked about where
they came from and about their past.  They included
us in their conversation.  At the conclusion we
gathered up the dishes and put them in the
dishwasher.  We gave them the ten-cent-tourer of
the house ending in the family room.  Aunt Ginger
filled four wine glasses and handed them to us and
offered the following toast: "May this evening be
the beginning of a long and lasting friendship!"

	We clinked glasses and took a sip of the wine.
At that point my aunt took Anne by the arm and sat
on Mom's favorite recliner and pulled Anne onto her
lap.  She said to Anne: "I have been dying to meet
you after Michele told me about your doll collection.
I had a collection myself.  I found my mother's
personal vibrating dildo and took my own virginity
when I was about your age."

	Anne kissed my aunt and shoved her hand
inside the top of my dress and equisized her left tit.
I led Anne's mother to the couch and we sat thigh to
thigh.  I hugged her and we kissed each other with
tongue and I placed my hand on her right tit.  She
was wearing a tight-fitting black silk cocktail dress.
I could tell that she was not wearing a slip or bra.
Her nipple was poking the palm of my hand.  I had
also selected a dress that was more than a year old
because it fit me very tightly and the hem of the
skirt barely covered my butt.  Sitting on the couch
my skirt rode up.  From Ginger's and Anne's vantage
point they could see my pussy when I spread my legs.

	Donna happened to catch a glimpse of my puffy
vulva with the light brown hairs that were almost
the same color as my skin.  She couldn't resist
placing the palm of her hand on my crotch.  Donna
and I were so engrossed in our own activities that
we ignored Anne and Ginger's activities.

	It took a little effort on both of our parts to
lift our butts up enough to pull our dresses out from
under our butts.  We quickly pulled the dresses over
our heads.  We admired each other's bodies when we
sat back.  Donna was built a lot like my mother.  She
was a little plump but still had a curvaceous figure.
She had dark hair and her bush was thick.  I had an
opportunity to get a good look at her body when we
were both naked.  Her skin was supple but there
were several moles on her body and breasts.

	I relished the heft of her heavy breasts as I
sucked on her nipples.  Donna turned out to be a
marvelous lover.  The way she used her hands was
like magic fingers.  As she ran her fingers all over
my body it was thrilling.  It felt like something
crawling all over my flesh.  When she started playing
with my pussy while she was kissing me with tongue
was enough to take my breath away.  She had me
stand on the couch straddle of her hips facing her.
My crotch was level with her face.  She placed her
hands on my butt and pulled me against her face as
she tongue-fucked my pussy.  As my orgasm
approached, she stuck two fingers into my asshole
and that was enough to make me cum.  I couldn't
resist turning around and stinking my butt against
her face.  I was also able to watch what Ginger and
Anne were doing.

	When it got late Ginger took Anne to Mom's
bedroom and I led Donna to my bedroom.  We chose
to sleep in the raw.  I was so enamored with her
sexiness that I ruined my body around under the
covers and clung to her body with my face pressed
against her moist pussy.  I was thrilled at her body
heat and smell.  Anne and I had a great time pleasing
the adult women all weekend.

	When Mom came home Ginger and I told her all
about what had taken place in her absence.  I was
confronted by the home economics teacher when I
returned to school the following week.  Apparently,
Anne and I had not been as clever as I thought.  She
had seen us sneaking into the girls' bathroom and
knew what we were up to.

	She didn't threaten me with expulsion at all.
She simply invited me to visit her and gave me a 3 by
5 card with an address and phone number printed on
it.  She kissed my cheek as she handed me the card.
I knew that I would be using the card soon.


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