Date: Fri, 21 Oct 2011 13:32:47 +0200 From: Penelope Silversmith Subject: Oma Chapter 2 Oma -- Chapter 2 By Penelope Warning: If your under 18 or it is illegal to read this, then don't--go elsewhere. 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 2011 Penelope, All rights reserved Please mail to penelope.silversmith@gmail.com if you have any suggestions or comments. --- The following morning Oma woke up first and said: "Wake up sleepy head! It is time to wash up and get ready for breakfast." Janni took her naked granddaughter to the bathroom next to her bedroom. Unlike the WC downstairs this had a full sink, bathtub and commode. The older woman handed the girl an electric toothbrush to use while she sat down to do her business. After a moment, a strong stream of urine shot out between the older woman's legs into the water in the bowl. Robyn watched carefully, still fascinated by the woman's hairy pussy. She could smell the strong ammonia scent of early morning pee from where she stood. Eventually the stream dried to a trickle, and a couple of spurts, and then she was done. Janni reached over and rolled several sheets of toilet tissue around her hand, reached between her legs from the front and wiped herself. Robyn, still watching carefully and mesmerized by her every action, cried out in alarm: "Omma, you are bleeding! Omma what is the matter are you hurt?" It was because the tissue had emerged from between the older woman's legs stained with blood. Janni had just begun her period. Robyn was so frightened she began to cry. Janni pulled the little girl to her and encircled her with her arms. She could not help but chuckle. "No Liefje, I am not hurt at all. It is just what happens to every woman. Did your mother not explain to you?" "N..noo!" Said the little girl, still deeply concerned. She patiently explained to her granddaughter about the monthly menstrual cycle. Robyn was sceptical but eventually came to understand. "What I need to do now is to stop the blood from coming out. I can use a pad for this, which is a kind of little diaper, or I can use a tampon. Since I am not wearing any pants to hold the pad I will use a tampon today. Will you like to see it?" "Yes Oma, please show me." The little girl said. "All right pass me that packet marked Tampons from the cabinet." Janni opened the blue coloured box and extracted a small bullet shaped white object wrapped in plastic. She peeled off the plastic and a turquoise string emerged. The woman leaned back on the toilet seat so the girl had a good view, opened her legs wider and pushed the little white bullet into her hairy bush. Robyn watched in rapt fascination. She leaned over and looked closely at what her Omma was doing. Her grandma's pussy was similar to her own but it was almost a caricature. She had big meaty cauliflower lips which stuck out. As she watched the small white pad disappeared between the lips leaving the turquoise string dangling. "Robyn, will you like to know how it feels when the tampon is in place?" The girl nodded and her grandma took her small hand and placed it between her legs. Robyn's fingers followed the string and she had to push aside the meaty lips to touch the cotton tampon inside. "Now you have learned something very important Liefje." "But Omma, I don't have any hole down there. Only my poop hole." "Robyn, you do have a hole. I will show it to you later. Now let's finish brushing our teeth and go downstairs for breakfast." After breakfast Robyn had to pee; she had been so busy watching her grandmother she forgot her own body's needs. Her morning discharge finished, she went upstairs to run the bath as instructed, leaving Janni in the toilet rubbing her pussy to a climax. She had been in a constant state of arousal since the little girl had arrived in her home. While the bath filled with hot water Robyn was curious to know if her grandmother was right. If she did have a hole. The little girl sat on the edge of the tub, spread her legs, and used her finger to explore her little pussy. Trying to remember what her grandmothers' looked like Robyn probed between her plump labia. She had not explored like that before. Unsatisfied with the result she reached for a round make-up mirror and placed it below so that she could see up and inside. The little girl was fascinated by the raw dark pink colour of her skin inside. It gave her an entirely different perspective. She had never really seen the two small pink flaps which framed the small hole from which she peed. Her puckered anus really interested the little girl, as she regarded it in the mirror. She was able to make it move by pretending she was holding back a bowel movement. It looked funny. She also squirted a couple of drops of pee, just to see what that looked like. And there just below where the drops came out she saw a small opening, about the size of a match-head. A mystery solved. She looked at it very carefully and wondered how deep it was and what was inside. Even her small fingers could not push past the skin that surrounded the little opening. It stretched a little but did not open enough to let her in. Robyn looked around the bathroom for something small enough to put inside. Toothbrush -- too wide, cotton swab -- she thought it might get stuck. In a cup mixed with toothbrushes she found her grandmothers' rubber gum-massager. It was little rubber pointed tool on the end of a very slim metal handle the length of a tooth-brush. Carefully she placed the end of the handle into her small hole and fed it inside. It was the right size. Because the metal was slightly rough for good grip, the tool did not slide in easily, but it did eventually without any discomfort. The tool penetrated about three and a half inches before it was stopped by the entrance to her cervix. She could definitely feel it inside her and it was not an unpleasant sensation. Absorbed with her task, Robyn had not heard her grandmother climb the stairs. Janni took in the sight of her little granddaughter sitting on the edge of the tub, legs spread and pushing a little metal tool inside her pussy, and she could not help laughing. Robyn was hugely embarrassed and began to cry. Janni quickly gained control of herself and hugged the girl. She also gently extracted the tool from her vagina. "Robyn! Don't cry Liefje. It is all right. Oma loves you very much and you did nothing wrong." The little girl continued to blubber. "Please don't cry Robyn. It is my fault. You found your little hole. Now Oma will help you clean it. Come in the bath." She said to her granddaughter and lifted the little girl into the tub. She followed Robyn into the tub, and sat with the little girl between her legs. The girls' skinny little bottom pushed against her pussy and her back rested against her back. "There, there Liefje. We will have a wonderful bath and Oma will make you clean and feel good all over." Robyn did indeed feel comfortable and relaxed. Her grandmother soaped up her hand and began to wash the girls' chest. She paid special attention to her nipples and soaped and rubbed the sensitive little buds. Robyn liked that, and she began to feel a tingling below her tummy, like she needed to pee. Janni washed her tummy and tickled her belly button. The little girl giggled. The woman walked her fingers lower, under the water and affected to clean her smooth little pussy. Her soapy fingers caressed between her plump little lips. She probed and found the girl's little clitoris. Gently, with tip of her finger she applied a circular motion around her bud. "Oma, I like that." Robyn said to her. "Please do it some more." Janni pulled her granddaughter closer, and used her feet to spread the girls legs wider. She used both hands to caress her genitals. One hand she used to rub her little clitoris and the other to caress her open sex. Her soapy fingers slid easily between the folds of her labia from top to bottom, repeatedly. She paused for a moment at the opening of the girls' tight little anus and wiggled her finger tip inside. The girl's body jerked at the unexpected penetration. "Relax Liefje, Oma must clean you all over. Lets see if we can find your other hole." Janni's finger paused at the small opening in Robyn's hymen. With a little pressure she was able to stretch the thin membrane so her finger tip could enter, but no more. "Oma will help you open your hole Robyn." She said. "But it is going to hurt just a little bit Liefje." Robyn felt warm and safe in her grandmothers arms, and she trusted her. Moreover the attention which had been paid to her little girl's sex had begun to arouse her and she felt a tension which needed release. "Yes Oma. Can you really give me a hole?" Janni paused a moment to make sure her fingers were good and soapy. She placed her index finger at the entrance, her fingernail nestled in the tiny opening. She pushed hard and felt the membrane tear under her fingernail as her finger penetrated her granddaughters' small vagina. "Oww! Grandma it hurts!" Robyn sobbed. Relax Liefje it will feel better in a moment. Janni began to move her finger slowly in and out. Robyn whimpered a little at first but stopped when the pain was overtaken by a rather more pleasant sensation. Her grandmothers' finger was a rubbing in a place she had never felt before and the result was a tension in her abdomen, similar to the need to pee, but more pleasurable. Robyn looked down to watch what her grandmother was doing and noticed blood in the water and on her Oma's finger. "Oma! Look I am bleeding just like you are. Do I need to wear a tampon too?" "No sweety. You will not need one for several years yet. But you can try one if you want. Wait until we finish our bath. I need to clean your poop hole now." Saying that Janni placed a soapy finger at the entrance of the girls' little puckered anus. She proceeded to push in the finger so that her little granddaughter was being penetrated simultaneously from the front and from the back. The girl was too young to have a proper orgasm. Janni's own state of arousal made her stop in order that she could achieve her own satisfaction. - To be continued -