Date: Tue, 24 Apr 2018 10:37:24 -0700 From: Jojo Starr Subject: Barbara - Chapter 2 BARBARA Chapter 2 Barbara woke up to the sounds of Lisa and Brian getting ready for work. She looked at the clock and it was 7:13am. She hardly ever slept in this late. Quickly, she threw the sheets off and swung her legs over the edge of the mattress. Immediately, she noticed a drying stickiness between her legs and slowly, the events of last night came back into her head. She felt a pang of arousal as she remembered masturbating to thoughts of Julie and how hot she had become. No, stop it, Barbara! she said to herself. That was a one-time thing and it has to stop. Now. You can't go on thinking about your niece like this! It's just not right! She shook it off and stood up, realizing she was going to need a shower. She sighed as she went to the closet and took out her robe, wrapping it around herself. She still couldn't believe she was getting up so late. She would have to apologize to Lisa and Brian before they left, hoping they hadn't already made breakfast for her. Barbara stepped out into the hallway and headed to the bathroom. She approached the bathroom door, which was closed. No sooner had she noticed this than it swung open, with a wide-awake Julie emerging from it, stopping in her tracks as she saw her aunt. "Oh, hi Aunt Barbara!" she chirped. Barbara froze in place, struck by the girl's beauty once again. It was not lost on her that the last time she was conscious, she was fantasizing about this girl and touching herself. Julie was wearing a tight little tank top and very short jogging shorts, her adorable little belly button peeking through between them. Barbara immediately noticed the girl's small, tight nipples poking against the fabric of her tank top and felt an intense twinge of arousal at the sight. She desperately tried to think of something to say, but nothing was coming to her. Think, Barbara, think!! "M-morning," she eked out, feeling the need to clear her throat. Julie smiled. "Bathroom's all yours, if you need it!" she chirped again and bounced off down the hallway. Barbara turned her head as Julie moved past her, her eyes drawn to the girl's hips and round bottom beneath those extremely short shorts. She didn't even realize she was staring. Not until Julie whipped her head back around, catching Barbara in the act. A pang of embarrassment hit her, her face and neck radiating heat, but Julie just grinned and continued on down the hall. Barbara quickly moved into the bathroom and locked the door. This has got to stop! she told herself. She looked at herself in the mirror, her face still red from being caught staring like that. This was going to be a long day, she thought. Lisa and Brian would both be gone at work and she was going to spend the entire day alone with Julie. How was she even going to handle something like that?! First thing's first. She disrobed and turned on the shower water, making sure it was slightly cooler than she was used to. Hopefully this would help, she told herself. It turned out Lisa and Brian hadn't made her breakfast. They were running late too, and apologized for not having food out for her. She told them not to worry, that she would make breakfast for herself and Julie and to have a good day at work. But after they left, Julie insisted on making her own breakfast. She said she didn't want to trouble Barbara. Barbara shook her head as she saw Julie get out a box of cereal and pour herself some. She still didn't understand how teenagers could eat cereal every day and still grow. So Barbara got some fresh fruit out of the fridge and made herself a healthier breakfast. She also set down a fresh plum on Julie's place mat next to her bowl of cereal. "You really should eat healthier things than cereal," Barbara said as she sat down opposite Julie. Julie sighed, rolling her eyes. "You're just like my parents," she said. Barbara felt a little pang of guilt at that. Being like her parents was the last thing Barbara wanted to be for Julie. "Sorry," she said genuinely. "I'm not trying to be." With that, Julie looked up, her eyes sparkling and her mouth spreading into a grin. "I know," she said sweetly. That look alone caught Barbara off guard and she felt that little twinge in her chest again. She quickly tried to think of something else to say to distract her. But for the life of her, she couldn't think of anything. She just sat there, watching her niece eat her cereal, not knowing what to do or say. To make matters worse, Julie kept glancing up at her, as if waiting for her to speak. That only threw Barbara off more, scrambling her thoughts. Just then, Julie looked up, right into Barbara's eyes and held her gaze. Barbara was frozen. "You know, Aunt Barbara," Julie said, as if a thought had just come to her. "You're really pretty," she said just as casually. Barbara instantly felt her throat tense. Her face felt hot and she couldn't seem to stop herself from blushing. "Uhm," she said, clearing her throat, "thank you," she said as casually as she could. Which was anything but. "So are... so are you," she said. God, it sounded awkward. Did she just give herself away?? Julie smiled - a sparkling, gorgeous, radiant smile that Barbara felt deep in her chest. Why did this girl have to be so fucking adorable and have so much power over her?! Barbara's head began to swirl. She felt that twinge in her chest get tighter and a heat spreading throughout her body. This girl could completely disarm her with a smile. She was doomed. Utterly doomed. She had to change the subject. Neither the topic of her looks or Julie's would be appropriate. She would never last in such a conversation - she would just melt into a puddle on the floor. She desperately forced herself to think of something - anything else. She mumbled something about how was Julie doing in school, but Julie immediately shifted her tone, only giving short answers, clearly bored by the subject. This was torture. She couldn't go on like this. The whole point was to get to connect with her niece again, not be completely awkward around her! Julie had finished her cereal and picked up the plum, inspecting it curiously. Barbara struggled to think. She cleared her throat. "So, uhm... what do you... like to do in your free time?" she asked. Immediately, Barbara kicked herself. She already had a pretty good idea of what Julie did in her free time and it wasn't something Julie was going to talk about! She couldn't believe she'd just said those words. Her eyes darted to the table, then off in the distance behind Julie, then back to Julie. Stop it, Barbara, you're giving yourself away! When her eyes finally settled on Julie, the girl held her gaze, studying her. Barbara felt her eyes burning into her and got terribly hot all over. Barbara couldn't pull her eyes away - it would be too awkward. So she held Julie's gaze, and just then, the young girl slowly brought the plum to her mouth and bit into it. Barbara's insides surged with unexpected arousal at watching her painfully gorgeous niece sink her teeth into the plum, her soft young lips wrapping around the flesh of the fruit. Her heart was pounding and she was frozen in place. Her stomach was doing flips and something was definitely happening between her legs. Julie pulled away a piece of the plum and began to chew it, just as a small dribble of plum juice ran down from her lip to her chin. Slowly, she brought her hand up and wiped away the juice, still never breaking eye contact with Barbara. "I dunno," Julie finally said, surprisngly casually. "Lots of things, I guess." "Like--" Barbara began, then paused to swallow. She couldn't believe how dry her throat was. "Like what?" she asked. Julie bit into the plum again, those luscious lips caressing the smooth skin. She looked at Barbara, slowly chewing the plum. And then, for the first time in the several days they'd been around each other, a flash of uncertainty crossed Julie's face. "You'd... probably think it was dumb," she said. Oh God, what could this be? Barbara wondered. Was she going to confess something? Or was it just going to be some boring, dumb thing that would take the conversation nowhere? Barbara found herself torn, unable to decide which she hoped for more. "Oh come on," Barbara said as casually as possible. "Try me. You might be surprised." Julie's eyes flashed again, looking up into Barbara's. Barbara felt that searing intensity all over again, completely captivated by this beautiful creature. "I dunno..." Julie said, as if on the fence. Barbara didn't want to be too assertive. Maybe it would end up pushing Julie further away from her. "It's okay," she said. "You don't have to tell me if you don't want to." The corner of Julie's mouth twisted upward slightly. She bit into the plum again, chewed, and swallowed. Then she looked Barbara squarely in the eyes. "Okay," she said. "But you can't tell my parents." "Cross my heart," Barbara said, drawing an X over her chest, even as her heart pounded with anticipation. "I..." Julie began, then paused. Then the corner of her mouth twisted up again and she went on. "I... play with dolls." Dolls? Seriously? Barbara certainly wasn't expecting that. Maybe this was far more benign than she was building it up to be. This was a simple, innocent little thing after all. "Oh," Barbara said. "I know, it's dumb!" Julie said, her hands going up to partially cover her face in embarrassment. "I mean, what thirteen year-old plays with dolls anyway?" Barbara was still trying to get herself back to normal. This was certainly nothing to get worked up over. "It's okay," she said comfortingly. "Who cares what other girls do? If you have fun, then that's all that matters." Julie broke into a wide grin at this. "Thanks," she said. "I had a feeling you'd understand." "So," Barbara went on, "what do you do with them? Play house or something?" Julie burst into a giggle at this. "No!" she said. "I..." she began, then paused. "I dress them up." "Oh," Barbara said, as if this should have been obvious. "Well that's not dumb. Do you have a bunch of different outfits for them then?" "Kiiiind of," Julie said, her face wincing a little. "I mostly dress them up because I don't have anyone else to dress up. I kind of imagine I'm dressing up other people." "Oh," Barbara said, perking up a little. "Kind of like a fashion designer?" "Uhmmm," Julie said, biting her lower lip. "Something like that." "Well that actually sounds fun! I don't think it's dumb at all," Barbara said. "Really?" Julie said, perking up. "You think it's fun?" "Sure!" Barbara said. "Who doesn't like dressing up?" Julie's face suddenly lit up. "You wanna try it? With me??" Now this was unexpected. Barbara suddenly felt completely off track again, wondering what to do or say. Did she want to play dress up with her beautiful niece? Of course she did! But would that be appropriate?? Would she be able to keep herself cool? "Uhhm..." Barbara stammered. "You mean... dress up?" "Yeah!" Julie said excitedly. "You could, like, be my doll, and I could dress you up! It'll be fun!" Barbara's throat tightened. Suddenly she felt thrilled and nervous all at once. Could she let Julie do that?? On one hand, she wanted nothing more in the world than to play dress up with her niece! On the other hand, would she be able to keep herself calm enough not to let anything on?? Her mind spun. Stop it, Barbara, she said to herself. You're being ridiculous. Your niece wants to spend some quality time with you and you're trying to make it into something it's not. Just go with it and have fun, dammit! "Sure, okay," she said. "Yeah, that sounds fun!" "Great!" Julie said, bouncing up from the table. She quickly came around to Barbara's side and grabbed her wrist. "Okay, come with me!" Barbara was surprised at the girl's energy, but told herself to just go with it. Her heart beating faster than she expected it to, she got up from the table and let Julie lead her into the living room. Julie grabbed her wrist and guided her into the next room. The girl's touch alone caused Barbara's heart to thump in her chest and her stomach to fill with butterflies. Julie's hands were soft and delicate, but her grip was firm and determined. Barbara felt completely helpless at her touch, as if the spell the girl was casting got even stronger and would allow Barbara to do whatever Julie asked, no questions. "Okay, right here," Julie said, standing Barbara in the middle of the living room. Barbara didn't know why, but she felt oddly exposed just standing there, even though she was fully clothed. Her mind began to fill with questions. What did Julie want to dress her up in? Would it be nice clothes? Barbara couldn't remember the last time she went shopping for nice clothes. She suddenly became very embarrassed that none of her clothes would be quite to Julie's taste. "Uhm..." Barbara began, "I'm afraid I don't have very many interesting clothes," she said, feeling her face get a bit warm. "Oh, don't worry," Julie said. "My mom has plenty. Just wait right here." Barbara suddenly felt a pang of heat at the thought of wearing her sister's clothes. She couldn't do that! What would Lisa think? She was about to protest, but Julie was already off down the hall. It probably wouldn't have done any good anyway, Barbara thought. Even if Julie had been here, Barbara doubted she'd have been able to make the words come out of her mouth. Julie was so excited and eager to play this little dress-up game, Barbara would feel terrible about trying to stop her now. At least that's what Barbara told herself. The reality - something she had a difficult time admitting to herself - was that Julie's spell had a pretty firm hold on her and she wouldn't have been able to make Julie stop if she'd tried. Julie was in control here, and Barbara, even though she was the adult, was putty in Julie's hands. And oddly, that was strangely thrilling to Barbara. Even this - even this benign idea of playing dress-up with her niece - felt strangely naughty to Barbara. And it was something she was going to let Julie go through with, consequences be damned. A few minutes later, Julie came bouncing back into the room, holding a pile of clothes. "Okay, I think we should start with these first," she said, handing some clothes to Barbara. Barbara glanced down and noticed that there was a pair of jeans and a low-cut red v-neck top. The jeans looked like they would barely fit her. Lisa had always kept herself in good shape, and while Barbara was certainly far from what anyone would call fat, she did have just a few more pounds on her than Lisa did. And then, Barbara realized she was standing in the middle of the living room, holding Lisa's clothes, with Julie looking at her eagerly. What was she supposed to do? Just change right here? In front of Julie?? She couldn't... she couldn't do that. She looked around the room, but there was nowhere she could change discreetly. She swallowed dryly, hesitating. "Well?" Julie said impatiently. "Go ahead!" Barbara felt her cheeks get hot. "Right... right here?" she asked. "Shouldn't I go--" "Of course!" Julie said, interrupting her. "Come on, it's just us! It's not like I haven't seen a woman's body before, you know." Barbara suddenly felt her throat catch. Immediately, the image came to mind of Julie sitting at her computer, looking at many different women's bodies... so many women... naked... tied up... She was suddenly hot all over and felt her chest tighten and her crotch twitch. Stop it, Barbara. You can't think about this now. Not here. She swallowed dryly. Get your mind out of the gutter, Barbara. Just do as Julie says. "Okay," she eked out and set the clothes down on the coffee table. Suddenly Barbara felt Julie's eyes directly on her. She was watching her. She would keep watching her. Barbara had to pretend she wasn't there. But she was. And she was messing with Barbara's head. Barbara's hands were about to go to her waistband to start taking off her pants, but she quickly reconsidered and went for her top instead. Somehow, that would be less embarrassing. She had to start with the least embarrassing article of clothing and work up to the most. So she lifted her shirt up and off her head. She suddenly felt like her breasts were three times the size they actually were as they stood out prominently in her peripheral vision, encased in her boring tan-colored bra. Was Julie looking? Was she? She had to be. As casually as Barbara could, she shifted her eyes up to Julie, and sure enough, Julie's eyes were fixed directly on her breasts. Embarrassed, Barbara quickly looked away, bending down to grab the shirt Julie had brought out. But even as she did, she was certain that Julie was getting an even better view of her breasts hanging down beneath her, and that was causing her heart to oddly beat faster. Barbara picked up the top and began to put it over her head. She pulled it down and as she straightened it, she noticed it was a bit tighter than she expected it to be. Moreover, the V came down quite far, exposing quite a bit of cleavage. Trying not to think about it, but knowing that Julie was surely eyeing her, she then looked down to her waist where she began to take her pants off. Don't think about it Barbara, don't think about it, just do it. Even as she said this, she could feel Julie's eyes on her and could feel her crotch twitch again. As she pulled her pants down, she was once again quite embarrassed about exposing such a boring pair of tan-colored briefs. She certainly hadn't expected anyone to be looking at them when she put them on that morning! After grabbing Lisa's pants and stumbling around with her ankles awkwardly, she finally got her legs inside and began pulling them up. Yep, they were definitely tighter than she expected and she had to struggle to get them up over her hips. But she did! Barbara then stood up straight and looked across at Julie, who had one arm across her chest and the other propped upright on it, her fingers pinching her lower lip as she eyed her aunt up and down. Barbara felt like she was on display for Julie - which she was - and the clothes she was wearing felt oddly tight and constricting against her body. Rather than making her uncomfortable, this oddly thrilled her, to the point where she desperately hoped Julie was pleased with how she looked. There was a moment of tension as Barbara stood there in the tight clothing, her breasts prominent, the jeans tightly hugging her hips. Julie just stood there, silent, looking her up and down. "Turn around," Julie finally said. Barbara began to turn, and as she did, she felt even further how tightly the clothing gripped her body - especially the jeans. She knew her butt was squeezed into them pretty tight, and as she turned her back to Julie, she was certain the younger girl was eyeing her rear. A little thrill ran through her at this thought as she circled back around to complete the circle. She looked over at Julie, who held her gaze for a second or two, Barbara's body tense. Then Julie's face broke into a wide grin and her eyes sparkled brightly. "I love it!" she said gleefully. Barbara felt herself break into a grin as well, flattered and happy that she was able to please the girl. "Your boobs are so much bigger than mom's!" Julie said, her eyes fixed right on Barbara's chest. Barbara blushed. "Yeah," she said. "They always have been." "And your butt looks great in those jeans!" Julie exclaimed. "Really?" Barbara asked, twisting around to try and look herself. "Thanks," she said, her face still red. "How do they feel?" Julie asked. "They're a bit tight," Barbara said, noticing Julie's smirk, "but they're okay." "Well you look great," Julie said. "Strike a pose!" Barbara suddenly felt completely on the spot. A pose? She had no idea what to do. But she didn't want to disappoint her niece, so she put her arm back behind her head and pushed her hip out, the way she thought a model might. She felt completely silly doing it, but she hoped Julie was happy. Julie giggled and immediately Barbara turned red. "I don't know what kind of pose to do!" Barbara said sheepishly. "No, no, it was great!" Julie said. "Okay, okay, next one. Now put this on," Julie said, handing Barbara a dress on a hanger. Barbara's eyes widened. This was a royal blue sleeveless sheath dress - again, very low-cut in the front. Barbara had no idea Lisa even had a dress like this! She was also pretty skeptical that it would fit her, but she knew she had to try. For Julie. Again, as Barbara removed the clothes she had on, she could feel Julie's eyes on her. Just to check, she glanced up a few times and caught Julie looking. No, that wasn't quite right. Julie made no indications that she was shy about looking at all. She wasn't 'caught looking.' Julie was simply staring. Taking in Barbara's body and everything she was doing. When Barbara realized this, she felt another little thrill rush through her, causing her nipples to harden. There was something about the idea that this gorgeous young girl could find something intriguing about her - a boring, 40 year-old woman, as Barbara often thought of herself - that thrilled Barbara. Yes, Barbara felt exposed. Yes, it was a little embarrassing. But it was for Julie. There was no one else on earth she would even remotely consider doing something like this for. And even now, she wasn't entirely sure why she was doing it. It was that strange spell Julie was casting on her... As Barbara got down to her underwear, she again felt awkwardly naked, exposing such boring undergarments to her niece. She fumbled to get the dress on as quickly as possible to avoid Julie having to see her in that state for very long. And again, it was quite awkward putting the dress on under such intense scrutiny. A few times she even wondered whether she was doing it right, despite it being a ridiculously simple task. As Barbara smoothed the dress out across her body, she again felt her breasts bulging out from her chest, straining against the fabric of the dress. Her ass too felt tightly encased, and the bottom of the dress came down to about mid-thigh, exposing quite a bit of her legs. When she rose her head to meet Julie's gaze, she felt a little jolt. Julie's eyes were wide with surprise. "Wow!" Julie said. "Omigod, that is YOU!" Barbara blushed again. "Thanks," she said softly. "Omigod, it, like, perfectly outlines your body!" Julie exclaimed. Barbara felt like a little girl. "Wait right there," Julie said, then dashed off down the hallway. Only a few seconds later, she returned holding a pair of shiny black high heels. "Put these on," she said, handing them to Barbara. Barbara, feeling her heart beating heavily in her chest, took the shoes from her niece and began to put them on. They were a little tight, but she managed to make them work. As she stood up on the heels, she felt even more on display for her gorgeous young niece. "Omigod," Julie said, then started to nod. "Yep... yep... definitely. Now turn around," Julie said eagerly. Barbara started to turn. "No, no, slowly," Julie said. Barbara felt a little catch in her throat at this. Did Julie really want to look at her body? Did she enjoy it? Oh God, the thought was doing crazy things to Barbara's body, sending tingles all over her skin. She turned much slower than she otherwise would have, and slightly awkwardly in the heels. It had been a long time since she wore shoes like this. "Wooow," Julie said, "Omigod, that's so perfect!" Barbara wasn't sure if she was referring to her ass or the way her dress fit. She decided it didn't matter. The fact that this girl was interested in looking at her even in the slightest was the most thrilling thing that had happened to Barbara in a long time. Hell, maybe even her whole life. Once Barbara completed the circle, Julie continued to stare at her, her mind clearly working. Barbara felt completely on display for this girl, doing nothing but standing in a flattering form-fitting dress, her boobs out and cleavage showing, and oddly, she could feel that twitching returning between her legs. "You know what?" Julie finally said. "I have an idea. You can take the dress off, but don't put anything else back on. I'll be right back." And with that, Julie once again took off down the hall. Barbara's mind spun with curiosity at what Julie had in mind. So far, this had all been so fun and unexpectedly thrilling - she almost couldn't wait to see what else Julie might come up with. She began to remove the dress, this time with a little more ease as she could relax without having to worry about Julie's eyes constantly being on her. Not that she minded Julie looking... didn't she? Barbara - she told herself - don't go down that road! She took everything off and stood there awkwardly in her boring briefs and bra, waiting for Julie to return. Finally, Julie came back and Barbara was shocked at what she had in her hands. Julie, grinning widely, held out a matching pair of bra and panties. They were pinkish-purple, kind of a boysenberry color, with lacy edges and looked incredibly sexy. Barbara gasped, realizing they had to be Lisa's. There was no way she was trying on Lisa's underwear! Clothes were one thing, but bra and panties...? That was going too far! She opened her mouth to protest, but nothing came out. All she could focus on was the utterly joyful excitement on Julie's face. "You've GOT to put these on," Julie said excitedly. "You're going to look SO great in them!" Barbara's heart pounded. Say something! Say something!! "I..." she began, but couldn't finish. "Come on, Aunt Barbara!" Julie said, her bright eyes flashing. "You've looked amazing in everything so far, I KNOW you're going to look amazing in these!" A part of Barbara wanted to. Really, really bad. God - to show off her body to gorgeous young Julie, wearing a sexy bra and panties? Her heart thumped at the thought and her pussy tingled naughtily. But she couldn't! That would be just going... too... far... wouldn't it? Julie's eyes flashed again. "I get it," she said. "You're shy about being the only one in her underwear." With that, she set the bra and panties down and began to lift up her shirt. A powerful arousal seized Barbara like nothing had before. Oh God - she would get to see Julie in her UNDERWEAR?! Dear God, someone pinch her now. But no! No, this wasn't right! Stop her! STOP HER, Barbara!! "No, no, Julie, it's--" Barbara started. "It's fine, don't worry," Julie said. "I'm not shy at all." And with that, her top was off. She had on a white training bra, her small, lemon-sized breasts barely poking out from her chest. And, oh God, her nipples were hard! Before Barbara could say anything, Julie's hands were going to her waist. A fire surged through Barbara's loins that spread through her whole body. Julie pushed her pants down like it was nothing. And suddenly Barbara was staring at her panties. They had a pink waistband and the cloth was patterned with thin pink, yellow, orange, light blue, and light purple horizontal stripes. They were adorable and looked perfect on her. Barbara's heart was pounding. This girl was perfect in every way. In addition to her gorgeously adorable face, she had perfectly smooth skin and her body was oh so tight and firm - and Barbara was able to see nearly all of it. Her stomach was tying itself in knots and her pussy was throbbing - absolutely throbbing. Why? Why was she having this reaction to her 13 year-old niece?! "There," Julie said. "Now you're not alone. Now you've gotta put them on," she said, holding out the bra and panties for Barbara. Barbara's throat was dry. Her heart was pounding so hard she could feel it in her ears. Her knees were weak. Her nipples were hard. And her pussy was damp and getting wetter by the second. What was she going to do? What could she do? How could she back out now? Julie had let her see her body... oh God, Barbara had to do what she asked now. She had to. She couldn't turn on Julie now. Not now. Not when she was in this state. Wordlessly, Barbara found herself reaching out and taking the bra and panties from Julie's outstretched hand. Julie grinned. But now Barbara just stood there holding them. She would do it. She would put them on. But she couldn't do it with Julie watching. That was too much. She hesitated, then opened her mouth to speak. Julie's shoulders slumped, realizing what Barbara meant. Her eyes rolled. "Fine, I'll turn around if it'll get you to put them on," Julie said, annoyed. With that, Julie turned her back to Barbara. Immediately, Barbara's eyes dropped down to the girl's perfect little butt, beautifully round, her panties hugging her cheeks in all the right ways. Barbara's heart rate increased and she felt another twitch between her legs. Quickly, Barbara, quickly - she told herself. She unclasped her bra and pulled it off her chest, fumbling to put her arms through the straps of the berry-colored one. Finally, she had it on and clasped it around herself. Next, she pushed her tan-colored briefs down her legs and quickly grabbed the berry-colored pair, fumbling to step into them. Just then, Julie's head twisted around, peeking a glance at Barbara bent over, pantiless, trying to stuff her foot into a leg hole. Barbara felt herself flush beet red as she noticed a naughty little smirk on Julie's face before turning back to face the wall once again. Completely flustered, Barbara awkwardly fumbled her way into the panties, pulling them up to her waist. She stood up, her mind a jumbled mess, and she was surprised to find she was actually catching her breath. "All set?" Julie asked. "Uh-huh," Barbara eked out, her face still hot from Julie's little peek. But she decided not to bring it up. She wasn't sure what she'd say even if she did. Julie spun around and her mouth dropped open. "Oh Aunt Barbara!" she gasped. "Wow!" Barbara realized she was supposed to be looking sexy or something, instead of the flustered mess she was. She cleared her throat, trying to regain her composure, and straightened her body up more, thrusting her breasts out. For the first time, she looked down at herself, to see what Julie was seeing. Damn! she thought, her heart jumping in surprise. She looked pretty good! She hadn't worn sexy panties in forever, and just the sight of them on her made her feel deliciously naughty. She had no idea she would look so good in them. Barbara raised her head up to meet Julie's gaze again and smiled, with a bit of pride. "Omigod, you look A-MAYYYY-zing!" Julie exclaimed. "Really?" Barbara gave a nervous chuckle. "Uhm... thanks!" Julie beamed. Then, for the first time since breakfast, she looked slightly shy. "That's um," she started, "that's um... actually... sexy!" she said, almost surprised at herself. Barbara felt a heavy twinge of arousal course through her at those words from her beautiful little niece. Oh dear God... Julie actually thinks she's sexy. She said so! Holy hell... this was heavy. And it was doing powerfully naughty things to Barbara's body. Barbara swallowed dryly. "Thank you," she said, barely getting it out. 'Not nearly as sexy as you,' she wanted to say, but kept that one to herself. Even as she thought it, though, she could feel her pussy twitch. They stood there, the silence growing increasingly awkward - at least for Barbara - as they stared at each other in their underwear. All of this was incredibly thrilling for Barbara - she couldn't remember the last time she'd been so turned on. But a part of her kept thinking this wasn't quite right. It had to stop now. God, she didn't want it to, but it had to. The responsible thing to do would be to take a deep breath and tell Julie that while this was fun, they should get their clothes back on now. "Walk around!" Julie burst out excitedly. Barbara was suddenly snapped back in the other direction. For a second, she wasn't sure she heard her right. She tried to speak, but nothing came out. She cleared her throat. "W-walk around?" she eked out. "Yeah!" Julie exclaimed. "Just, like... down that way and back," she said, pointing off to nowhere in particular. God, Julie was so excited! Barbara could feel her heart pounding again and the urge to counter Julie's enthusiasm was fading quickly. Walking... it wouldn't be so bad. Julie really wanted her to. Barbara cleared her throat and looked to her side. She could walk down to the kitchen, about thirty feet away, and back. Thirty feet. Not so bad. "Go on!" Julie practically squealed. The sound of Julie's voice actually caused tingles to spread throughout Barbara's body, and she found herself turning and putting one foot forward, then the other, almost without thinking. What was happening here? Was Barbara doing this of her own free will or was Julie somehow doing it for her? Barbara decided whatever the case was, she wasn't about to stop, so she kept going, putting one foot in front of the other. As she walked, she felt somehow even more exposed than when she was standing still. She was hardly wearing any clothes and each time she placed her foot down on the ground, she could feel her ass cheeks wiggle slightly. She realized that Julie was watching her walk and could probably see the wiggle of her ass cheeks, which seemed to magnify the sensation. Somehow this got Barbara embarrassed and hot all at once. Each time she swung one leg in front of the other, she could feel the juices gathering in her pussy. She was almost relieved as she reached the kitchen, where she turned around and began to walk back toward Julie in the living room. At least she didn't have to worry about her ass wiggling anymore. Until she saw Julie's eyes drop to her chest. Then she felt her boobs jiggling - no, bouncing - with each step. God, they were moving even more than her ass was! And Julie was watching it all! Barbara felt her face get hot, but knew she couldn't do much about it. She just continued on until she was back in front of her niece. Julie was grinning the whole time. When Barbara was back in place, Julie took a deep breath and sighed dreamily. "God, Aunt Barbara... you are SOOOOOOOooo pretty," she said. Barbara's insides twisted up with anxious arousal. "Thank you," she said, trying to suppress her true feelings. Okay, now was the time, she told herself. Now we need to get our clothes back on. This has been great, but... "You know," Julie said, her tone shifting as her hands clasped together down in front of her crotch. "I play other games with my Barbie dolls too," she said, the most adorable hint of shyness crossing her face. Oh God, Barbara thought, her chest seizing up. The look Julie had on her face was absolutely priceless. It froze Barbara in place. She couldn't move. She couldn't talk. She had to hear what Julie was about to say. She knew she shouldn't. Somewhere inside, she knew this should stop. But she couldn't access that part of her right now. Please, Julie, Barbara begged, what else do you do with them? Barbara swallowed. "You do?" she found herself saying. Julie nodded, biting her lower lip and grinning adorably. Barbara's body was burning. She had to know. Why was Julie teasing her like this? Tell me, Julie, tell me! her body screamed. "Like what?" Barbara asked, her voice almost quivering. The corner of Julie's mouth continued upward. Oh God, she looked so naughty. Oh shit, this was definitely the face of a naughty girl. Barbara was on pins and needles. "I tie them up," Julie said. Just like that. Oh God. There it is. Barbara knew it was coming, but somehow it still hit her like a ton of bricks. Her knees were weak, her nipples tight little nubs, and her pussy was a mess. Hold it together, Barbara... for the love of God, hold it together. "Oh," Barbara said dumbly. What the hell was she supposed to say? Her mind simply would not work. "Do you think that's weird?" Julie asked. Her voice was still clear and confident, but her body language suggested the tiniest hint of nervousness. Barbara was still stunned. Weird? For a drop-dead gorgeous 13 year-old girl who looked as innocent and sweet as Julie did to be tying up her Barbie dolls all alone in her room? It certainly wasn't the most 'normal' behavior Barbara could think of, but she couldn't label it weird either. Not to Julie's face. There were a hundred other things she could label it - dirty, naughty, twisted, unbelievably hot, deliriously sexy, and instantly panty-wetting - but she couldn't say those to Julie's face either. What the hell could she say? What?? Barbara cleared her throat. "I..." she began, unable to find the words. "I... I don't... *ahem!* No, it's not that weird," she managed. God, she sounded like an idiot. Julie's face suddenly beamed. She looked relieved and ecstatic all at once. The feeling was infectious and Barbara was suddenly so glad she had made her niece happy. "Do you want to see them?" Julie asked excitedly. Barbara felt a lump form in her throat. "The... the dolls?" she asked, still barely believing all this was happening. "Mm-hmm!" Julie said, nodding. "I can show you... if you want to see them." Dolls. That Julie tied up. Of course she wanted to see them! Don't be too eager, Barbara, she told herself. Calmly, now. "Uhm... o-okay," she said. Julie beamed, her eyes sparkling. "Follow me!" she said, taking off skipping down the hallway. Barbara followed that beautiful petite form in all of its exposed loveliness down the hallway and around the corner into Julie's room. As she walked, she felt even more hot juices gathering between her legs. When Barbara turned the corner into Julie's room, she felt a delicious little thrill. Once again, the contrast between Julie's public and private lives got Barbara's pulse going. Julie's room was just as girly as she expected it to be, if not more so. Julie's bed had a decorated brass headboard and was made up to perfection. There were several pillows at the head of her bed, along with stuffed teddy bears and other animals. A vanity was positioned adjacent to her bed with a large mirror that reflected everything on her bed. Barbara suddenly found herself wondering if Julie did anything on that bed that would be reflected in that mirror. Did Julie watch herself doing naughty things on that bed? Barbara's eyes moved above the bed and vanity to the shelves, where she gasped softly. The shelves were lined with dolls - all dressed up, in various states of elegance. There were all kinds of Barbie dolls - the older tall and thin ones, as well as several newer Barbies with more realistic body types and different colored hair. There were also lots of non-Barbie dolls, also dressed up in pretty dresses, their hair styled elegantly. "Come on, I'll show you," Julie said, snapping Barbara out of her daze. Julie took Barbara's wrist and pulled her further into the room, then closed the door behind them. As Barbara turned, she noticed that the back of the door had a full-length mirror on it. Instantly, Barbara saw herself reflected in it, inside her niece's room, wearing nothing but a sexy pair of berry-colored bra and panties. Barbara's pulse quickened considerably at the sight. She had to admit, she did look pretty good. Sexy, even. Her full breasts bulged against the bra and she began to wonder why she never bought clothes like this anymore. She turned her hips to get a look at her butt and was surprised at how well it looked in the panties she had on. She was surprised that the simple act of looking at her own body in this state was actually turning her on even more. And then she heard Julie pulling something out from under the bed. Barbara turned her head and saw Julie pulling out a large box with the flaps folded over. Julie began to open the box and looked over at Barbara. "Come here," Julie said, a naughty smile on her face. Barbara's heart pounded as she walked over to her niece. She looked down into the open box and saw what must have been at least eight different Barbie dolls - all in various states of undress, some completely naked, and all of them had strings, ribbons, or shoelaces binding their bodies in different positions. One even had a gold chain that looked like it used to be a cheap necklace wrapped around her body. Barbara instantly felt a delicious thrill course through her, centering heavily between her legs. Julie took four of them out and set them on the bed. "These are some of my favorites," Julie said, positioning them properly. "They're the prettiest and look the best tied up. What do you think?" Barbara felt her throat catch. What did she think? She didn't think she'd ever been so aroused in her life! She cleared her throat. "I... *ahem*... I think they're... I think they're very pretty," she said. Really? Was that all she could think to say? Her brain was a jumbled mess. Julie grinned. "I love tying them up," she said. "It's, like, my favorite thing to do when I have some time to myself. It makes me... I dunno, it just makes me feel good when I'm doing it." Barbara swallowed dryly. She couldn't believe how hot this was getting her. Thinking about Julie, alone in her room, taking her clothes off the Barbie dolls and tying them up... feeling good... Barbara had a hunch she knew where that 'good feeling' was centered. Barbara felt like she needed a fan to cool off. Suddenly, Julie gasped with surprise, as if she just remembered something. She went back to the open box and rummaged around, then pulled out a Barbie that was tied very simply with her hands behind her back, and ropes around her arms, thighs, and ankles. This Barbie was also wearing a pink bra and panties, very similar to the ones Barbara was now wearing. Just looking at the doll made Barbara's pussy twitch. "This one looks like you!" Julie exclaimed. Barbara felt her heart pounding, her knees getting weak. Then Julie's eyes flashed. "Oh, Aunt Barbara! Can we try it? Pleasepleaseplease??? It'll be so much fun! I'll make you look just like the doll!" Oh dear God. Oh dear God, this was real. This was really happening. Barbara's heart pounded heavier than ever and her body practically trembled with anticipation. To be... Oh God, to be tied up by this gorgeous little pixie... to be in her control... What would Julie do to her? Oh God, the things... Oh sweet Jesus... Barbara, are you hearing yourself? Stop this! Stop it now! She is thirteen! How on earth are you even contemplating this?! Say something! Do it now! "I..." Barbara began, only to find her throat catching. "I'll be gentle, I promise!" Julie said brightly. "Look, it's not even that much," she said, holding up the Barbie. "Let's just see what it's like. Come on, Aunt Barbara, it'll be so much fun!!" Fuck yes, it would be fun. TOO much fun. And that's exactly the problem. What would... Oh God, that face. She's so excited! Look at her! She promised to be gentle. She wouldn't even do that much. Just her hands and feet. Just to see what it's like. Barbara bit her lip. Her foot twisted inward. "Just to see what it's like," she found herself saying. Julie squeaked and jumped in place excitedly. God, she is so CUTE! Barbara's heart melted just as her stomach filled with butterflies. Julie grabbed Barbara's hand and spun her around toward the door, facing the full-length mirror. "Okay, stand right here, don't move!" Julie said, holding Barbara in place with her thin, soft hands. "Okay," Barbara said, thinking there was no way she would dream of moving. Her head spun as she marveled at the strange power this girl had over her. Even though she knew what she should be doing as the adult, she somehow couldn't make her body do it. Was she truly under some kind of spell that Julie was casting? Or was there more to it than that? Was she... was she genuinely curious about doing this? Barbara swallowed hard as she came to accept the fact that, yes, a part of her really wanted this. Bad. Worse than she'd ever wanted something in her life. She stood there, her breathing getting a little heavier. Yes, Julie, she thought. Tell me what to do. Please. I'm not going to move at all. I'm waiting for you. Right here. I'm waiting for you... to tie me up. Oh God, the thought of it sent electric shudders through her body. Julie pulled out some strings, shoelaces, robe sashes, and scarves out of the box and approached Barbara. She then knelt down at Barbara's feet and set everything down. "Okay," Julie said. "Just put your feet together." Barbara obediently did so. Julie picked up a rather thick shoelace and began wrapping it around Barbara's ankles - once, twice, three times. The first thing Barbara felt was Julie's delicate, thin hands brush against her ankles, causing more shivers to rush through her body. As she felt the shoelace wrap around her, pulling her ankles tighter against each other, she felt an involuntary tensing in her loins and a strong urge to squeeze her thighs together. Her breath came quicker and she felt a wonderful tension spread throughout her whole body. Then Julie took one end of the lace and wrapped it around the center, cinching it off, pulling the lace closer to the insides of her ankles, making her feel even more constricted. She gasped quietly as she felt her pussy twitch. "Is that too tight?" Julie asked, looking up at Barbara. Barbara knew her face was flushed, but she tried to pretend Julie couldn't see it. "No, it's fine," she said, which took a surprising amount of effort, her voice coming out in a higher pitch than she expected it to. "Good," Julie grinned. She then picked up another shoelace and walked around behind Barbara. "Okay now put your hands behind your back," she said. Barbara's heart pounded as she did so, the act alone signaling a total resignation of control over the situation. It was a terribly tense moment, and terribly thrilling all at once. And as soon as she felt the shoelace wrapping around her wrist, the anxiety almost entirely melted away, replaced only by the thrill of being under Julie's control. Barbara looked up at the mirror and felt another thrill. She was looking at a grown woman in a sexy bra and panties, with her feet tied and her arms behind her back, being tied by a precocious and gorgeous thirteen year-old. She could see the stuffed animals on the bed and all the elegantly dressed dolls on the shelf behind her, reflected in the mirror. It was very apparent that she was in this girl's environment, and this girl was in control. The sight of herself like this was terribly erotic and caused everything in her to tense wonderfully. Julie finished wrapping the shoelace around Barbara's wrists, again cinching it off in the middle. Barbara felt wonderful little shudders ripple through her body every time Julie's hands brushed against her own. They were so delicate, so soft, and simply electric to the touch. With Barbara's hands secure, she felt her nipples tighten further and another little oozing of juice in her pussy. This was it. She was immobile. She couldn't move her feet and she couldn't move her hands. Her breathing was still shallow and she still had that desperate urge to squeeze her thighs together. Oh God, how long was this going to last? Julie then came around to Barbara's front, kneeling down again, and picked up a thin silk scarf. "Okay, one more thing," she said, wrapping it around Barbara's thighs just above her knees. Barbara was shocked at how much this simple little act affected her. She was already completely immobile, but now her legs were pulled tight at their center, and suddenly she felt three times as immobile as she had before. Again, Julie wrapped it three times and cinched it in the middle, and the urge Barbara felt to squeeze her thighs together was too strong to resist. She knew she shouldn't do it, but she couldn't stop herself and her thighs began to tense of their own accord, creading a wonderful tension in her pussy that made her gasp. Julie looked up at her, grinning. Did she see that? Could she tell? Barbara felt her face get hot. "How is that?" Julie asked sweetly. "F-fine," Barbara said, her body burning with erotic tension. "Okay," Julie said, picking up a robe sash and walking around behind Barbara again. "This is the last thing, I promise," Julie said. Those words caused Barbara's nipples to harden and her breathing to become ragged. Why stop now? she wondered. Please Julie, this really doesn't have to be the last thing! "Okay," she said instead. Julie wrapped the robe sash around Barbara's midsection, pulling it around behind her and over her arms, then around a second time before Julie tied it off. This had the effect of securing her arms against her back, making her unable to move them from side to side or pull them backward. Barbara gasped again, shocked at how powerfully this simple little tie affected her - both sensationally and visually in the mirror. She only had four ropes on her, but she felt and looked completely and utterly restrained, unable to move a single part of her body. Her head reeled, her chest burned, and her loins throbbed. Julie came up behind her and looked across at Barbara's mirror image, eyeing her up and down. Barbara felt her pulse pounding throughout her body as she observed the same image - herself tied up in her niece's room, completely at Julie's mercy. If Barbara felt like she was on display trying on new clothes for Julie, it was nothing compared to how she felt now. She felt her niece's eyes drink in her body - and felt herself get hotter and hotter by the second. Barbara couldn't believe the sensations coursing through her body. Her breathing was shallow, her nipples were hard, and her pussy was a swamp. And Julie was looking at her. Every bit of her. And Barbara couldn't move. Not one bit. "Hmmm," Julie said, looking at Barbara's mirror reflection for what seemed to be an unusually long period of time. Finally, she turned to the bed, grabbed the Barbie that was tied like Barbara was, and held it up next to her bound aunt. "I know!" Julie said, turning back to the box and rummaging around. "What?" Barbara asked. But Julie didn't answer. Barbara tried to turn her head to see what Julie was doing, but Julie was directly behind her. She couldn't see without moving, and she couldn't move. But she could see Julie behind her in the mirror, bent over the box. She felt another twitch of arousal as she watched that beautiful bent rear, panties stretching tightly across the firm cheeks, bobbing slightly up and down as Julie rummaged. The sight was causing a terrible ache between her legs that she desperately wished she could address. Somehow, the fact that her arms were all the way behind her back, completely incapable of addressing that ache, caused her arousal to only climb higher, intensifying the ache even more. It became a terrible, and strangely thrilling form of torture for Barbara. Her eyes focused on that tight, young butt as she bit her lip, her insides burning like crazy. Julie wasn't looking, so Barbara squeezed her thighs together tightly. The surge of arousal that coursed through her shocked her and she gasped sharply, feeling herself practically approaching orgasm! "There!" Julie cried. "Omigod, that's perfect!" With that, she came rushing back to Barbara's side and held the doll up for Barbara to see in the mirror. The doll looked exactly the same, except there was a thin black ribbon stretched across the doll's mouth and tied around the back of her head. Barbara suddenly felt even more butterflies fill her stomach at the same time she felt her pussy twitch heavily. Was Julie going to gag her?? The thought simultaneously thrilled and terrified Barbara. The sight of herself tied up like this in Julie's room was already pushing her body to heights of arousal she'd never expected nor experienced. The thought of herself gagged as well as tied would certainly complete the picture, but it would also get her even hotter still - embarrassingly so. She didn't know if she was ready for that - but she also knew that Julie was going to do it anyway. And in Barbara's current state, she couldn't really stop her... "Don't move!" Julie said, tossing the doll to the bed and rushing to her dresser. She pulled open a drawer and shuffled around quickly before pulling out a single long black knee sock. Julie then ran up behind Barbara and reached around her shoulder with one hand holding the sock, and the other reaching over the other shoulder to grab the other end. She then raised the sock up to Barbara's mouth and pulled it between her lips. Barbara felt her pussy twitch hard as Julie's knee sock - that had encased one of her niece's lovely, smooth legs - was stretched across her mouth and pulled tight around the back of her head. She felt Julie tying it behind her head and looked in the mirror at her mouth stretched wide, the fabric of the sock pulling her cheeks back slightly. The sight of her body bound and gagged wearing that sexy bra and panties was causing Barbara's entire body to burn with arousal. She had no idea something could turn her on so much. Her heart was pounding, her knees weak, and her pussy had never ached so badly in her life. Julie then quickly ran to her desk, doing something Barbara couldn't see. When Julie turned back around, she was holding her cell phone out in front of her, the back of it facing Barbara. A panic suddenly seized Barbara. What was going on? Was Julie... taking PICTURES of her??? Say something, Barbara!! "Unnngff... Nnnguuuleeeff?!" Barbara managed to squeak out. "Don't worry," Julie said, walking around to Barbara's side and holding her phone out again. "I won't show them to anyone. I promise." Barbara's instinct was to rush over to Julie and slap the phone out of her hands, but she knew that was impossible, even as she tugged on the strings on her wrists and ankles. She was completely helpless as Julie walked around behind her, then to her other side, snapping photos the whole time. Barbara could do nothing but stand there. "There," Julie said, finally coming full circle. "Omigod, this is SO FUN!" she said excitedly. "It's like you're my real-life Barbie doll! My BARBARA dolly! How freaking perfect is that!?" Barbara's heart was pounding. Now she was a complete mess. She'd never been so turned on in her life, but now she'd never been so worried in her life. What if someone saw those photos?? Oh God, she couldn't even imagine the humiliation! She found herself pulling on her wrists even more, desperate to see if she could escape. She couldn't. But that didn't do a thing to alleviate the desperate burning ache between her legs. If anything, it was hotter and stronger than ever. Julie, beaming from ear to ear, circled back around and came up right behind her aunt. She raised up on her tip-toes and put her chin on Barbara's shoulder, looking at their reflections in the mirror. "This is so perfect," she said just above a whisper, her breath tickling Barbara's ear. Barbara's heart only beat faster at Julie's closeness. She could feel her niece's warm chin on her shoulder and the tiniest hint of the tips of her bra-covered budding breasts poking at her back. It caused her breathing to go shallow and her thighs to squeeze together again. Were Julie's nipples hard? she wondered with a thrill. She could almost swear she could feel them. Julie raised her hand and pulled a lock of Barbara's hair out from under the tie of the gag. Barbara watched in the mirror as Julie pressed her hair to her face and inhaled deeply. "Mmmmm," Julie sighed, her eyes drifting closed. She then opened them and looked right at Barbara's reflection in the mirror. "You're my pretty little Barbara dolly," she said. A thrill rushed through Barbara at those words, practically causing her to shudder. "We're going to have so much fun this summer," Julie said, grinning widely, her eyes sparkling. Barbara squeezed her thighs together, practically cumming on the spot. Oh God, the thought of doing this again with Julie was almost too good to be true. She yearned for it. Please, Julie, she seemed to say right back. Please do this to me again. I want to be your Barbara dolly. I want you to do everything to me that you do to your dollies. They stared at each other for several more tension-filled seconds and then Julie backed away. She went to her bed, collecting all the dolls she had taken out and placed them back in the box. She folded the box back up and began to slide it back under the bed. She then continued to go around the room, picking things up, cleaning her room as if Barbara wasn't even there. Barbara stood there, breathing heavily through her sock gag, pulling gently on the ties around her wrists and ankles, as she watched Julie walk around the room and pick things up. What was Julie doing? Why was she ignoring her? Barbara wondered whether she should try to get Julie's attention, but a larger part of her told her she should stay put. Besides, she was rather enjoying the sight of herself in the mirror, tied and gagged as she was in Julie's room, with all of Julie's stuffed animals and dolls visible in the mirror's reflection. Her pussy was soaked, her nipples rock hard, and she was enjoying watching Julie move around the room in her training bra and panties. When Julie was done cleaning, she walked right past Barbara and out of the room. Barbara wondered what the hell was going on for several seconds until she heard Julie coming back down the hallway and go the opposite direction to her parents' room. Barbara realized she must be putting away Lisa's clothes that she had gotten out. But... Barbara was still wearing some of Lisa's clothes... When Julie came back into her room, she was holding the clothes Barbara had on that morning, as well as her own. She closed the door and set them on the bed, then picked up her phone and casually sat down on her bed. She stared down at it for several seconds, pressing a few buttons with her thumbs. Again, she raised it up towards Barbara and appeared to take a few more pictures, then went back to typing on her phone as if everything was normal. Barbara began to wonder how long Julie was going to leave her like this. It was getting to be terrible torture as her arousal was showing no signs of diminishing any time soon - in fact, the opposite seemed to be occurring - and she continued to huff and grunt lightly as she pulled on her bonds. The ache in her pussy was growing minute by minute and she could do nothing about it but squeeze her thighs together, her whole body trembling each time she did so. She began to squirm her hips around, at one point thrusting them outward, and she was surprised to discover a sizeable wet spot on the front of her panties visible in the mirror. Oh shit, she thought. These are Lisa's panties and now I've gone and saturated them with my juices. Fucking hell. She could see her face reddening in the mirror as she quickly began to ponder possibilities of how to clean them. "Okay," Julie said, snapping Barbara out of her daze. She jumped up from the bed and placed her phone back on her desk. "I think we're good." Barbara was still tense, wondering what that meant. Was Julie going to untie her now? She almost wished that wasn't the case. "I guess I'll go ahead and untie you now," Julie said casually. Then the corner of her mouth twitched upward. "Unless you don't want me to," she said, a little sparkle in her eye. Barbara thought for a second. She couldn't speak, so was she supposed to nod or shake her head? Which one would indicate that she was ready to be untied? What if Julie misread her? How long would she end up staying like this? Her eyes darted back and forth and she pulled on her bonds in frustration. Julie giggled sweetly and walked up to Barbara, untying the shoelaces, scarf, and sash. "You're funny, Aunt Barbara," she said. The last thing she removed was the sock gag. When she was done, Julie put all the ties back into her shoebox and placed it under the bed. She then gathered up Barbara's clothes and started to move toward her. She paused as she looked at Barbara, who was still wearing Lisa's underwear. "Do you... want to keep those on?" Julie asked innocently. Barbara looked down at herself, still terribly flustered. "OH! No, no, I should definitely change." "You know, you don't have to," Julie said, smirking. "Just keep them on. My mom'll never know." It was unthinkable just two seconds ago. But now Julie had suggested it. No, that wasn't quite right. Julie TOLD her to keep them on. Barbara suddenly found herself strangely unable to resist. "O-okay," she said, her heart fluttering. Julie grinned wider. "Here," she said, handing Barbara her clothes. "Just put these on over them." "Um, thanks," Barbara said, her knees still wobbly. Julie turned around and began to put her own clothes back on as well. "Um... Julie," Barbara said, her voice still a little wobbly. "Yeah?" Julie said, turning her head. "You're... not going to show those pictures to anyone?" Barbara said, just making sure. "Cross my heart," Julie said. Barbara believed her. She sighed a breath of relief. Julie smiled warmly at her and then turned around, putting the rest of her clothes back on. ********************************************* Julie couldn't wait to get to bed. The day had been so wonderful - the best in her life! She had gotten to do things she'd only dreamed about! She'd finally gotten to dress - and tie up! - a real-life Barbie doll - her beautiful Aunt Barbara! Her own Barbara dolly! The entire episode's events kept replaying in her mind as she brushed her teeth and got her pj's on. How Barbara looked in her mom's top and jeans. How she looked in that blue dress. How her boobs and butt really strained against the material. How she looked in those matching bra and panties! Oh she looked so good! And then the most thrilling, most amazing part of all - how she looked all tied up, and especially gagged with her sock. It was all so perfect! She couldn't believe how easy it was to get her aunt to do all those things! It's almost as if Barbara WANTED to do them! Oh that thought alone caused her pulse to quicken. She vividly remembered how powerfully the sight of her beautiful aunt tied up like that had affected her. She remembered how excited she was when she came up behind her aunt to look at her in the mirror and tell her that she was her pretty little Barbara dolly. She was so excited she simply couldn't stop her hand from drifting down between her own legs to rub herself softly as she whispered how much fun she was going to have with her aunt that summer. She was fairly certain Barbara had no idea she was doing it, either. Lucky for her, Julie didn't have to rely on her memories. She was still impressed with her idea to get out her cell phone and take pictures. Now she would have them forever! Julie felt butterflies in her stomach as she climbed into bed, turned out the lights, and grabbed her phone from her nightstand. The excitement she felt earlier in the day came flooding back to her full force. Oh God, this was going to be fun. Julie slipped under the covers and settled on her stomach as she propped herself up on her elbows and unlocked her phone. She went to her photo gallery and there it was - the first picture she saw. Her beautiful Aunt Barbara, standing in those sexy bra and panties, arms tied behind her back, robe sash around her midsection, legs tied above the knees and at the ankles, and Julie's long black knee sock perfectly gagging her mouth. The butterflies swarmed in her stomach and she pressed her hips firmly against the mattress. She scrolled through the images, rocking her hips from side to side, feeling the butterflies get more intense. This was no doll she was tying up - this was a real human being! Barbara was thinking and feeling lots of things standing there, all tied up and gagged. What was she feeling? Did she enjoy it? Did it get her excited like it got Julie excited doing it to her? Julie pushed her hips harder into the mattress as she thought about these questions. Julie flipped back and forth between the frontal shot, the side shot, and the back shot. The frontal shot was really exciting because she could see Barbara's face and her beautiful big boobs. The side shot was exciting because she could see how far Barbara's boobs stuck out, and she could also see her hands tied behind her back. The back shot was exciting because she could see Barbara's hands and arms secured firmly behind her back, and she could also see how well those panties fit around her butt. Aunt Barbara's butt was almost as nice as her boobs and Julie ground her hips tighter against the mattress as she stared at it. Julie scrolled back to the frontal shot and zoomed in on her aunt's beautiful gagged face. She didn't look unhappy. She looked - maybe a little nervous, but there was something else there too. Was she enjoying it? It almost looked like she was! Julie grunted as she ground her hips harder. And then she remembered something. She zoomed back out, then zoomed in on Barbara's boobs. Oh God, yes! There they were! Her nipples were right there, poking hard against the bra! "Uhnf!" Julie grunted, pumping her hips harder. This was proof! Right here on her phone. Barbara enjoyed it! Oh this was too good to be true. This meant they were going to do it again. And this meant that Barbara wouldn't be so hesitant next time. She would want Julie to tie her up! This was getting Julie more worked up than she expected. She kept staring at those wonderfully full breasts, straining against the bra, practically spilling out of it, nipples hard as rocks. Her hips worked harder against the mattress, then she grunted in frustration. Sighing, she threw the covers off of her. She rolled to the side, grabbed her pillow, and stuffed it under her hips. She then rolled back over onto it and sighed heavily, loving the sensation. She now looked back at her phone, at her aunt's hard nipples in that sexy pink bra, and pumped her hips again. Then she bit her lip as a thought hit her. Keeping the photo zoomed in, she scrolled down. Past the robe sash, to the top of her aunt's panties, and lower. Julie gasped sharply, her eyes wide. There was a small dark spot at the bottom of her panties! She was so wet her juices leaked through the panties!! Julie quickly thrust her hips hard and tight against the pillow, staring at that wet spot. Her Barbara dolly was tied up. And gagged. Unable to move. Standing there in a sexy pair of bra and panties. And she got wet. Seriously wet. "Nnff! Unnh!" Julie grunted, pumping her hips tighter, grinding her young, firm clit back and forth against the soft pillow. "Hhhaahh... Uhhhnnh," she groaned, her mind already envisioning doing it again... tying up her Barbara dolly... getting her wet... Julie would be able to do anything to her... "Uunnnnfffffhh!" Julie grunted, bursting into orgasm, her hips trembling against the pillow as she thought about doing ever naughtier things to her own private Barbara dolly. ************************************************ To be continued...