Date: Wed, 7 Sep 2011 14:56:24 -0700 (PDT) From: Jan None Subject: Nasty Aunt (lesbian/adult youth, oral anal, g/F, g/F...g...) Warning: This story is a work of fiction and contains descriptions of explicit sexual acts between a young girl with her aunt and other women and girls. If this type of content offends you or you are under the age of 18 do not read it. Author's Note: This story is the property of the author. It can be downloaded for personal reading, pleasure, or sending to a friend, but if you wish to re-post them on your own site, please contact the author for permission. Copyright 2010 Jan, All rights reserved Please mail to janmay696@yahoo.com if you have any suggestions for future stories. Nasty Aunt By Jan I grew up knowing that I had been an accident. By that I mean that I had not been the result of a planned pregnancy. My parents even named me Omega, because that is the last letter in the Greek alphabet. My older brother and sister were twenty- two and twenty years respectively. Mom and Dad were forty-two and forty-seven respectively. My brother and sister were married and had children before I entered school. It was a struggle on both of my parents to raise an energetic child. They were at a point in their lives when couples are normally thinking about retirement, as I was approaching puberty. I was constantly being told to turn down the volume of my music. They went to bed early, so they did allow me to stay up, as long as I went to bed at a reasonable hour. Both of them were up early. They didn't like it when I was reluctant about getting up in the morning and getting ready for school. My mother had a younger sister by five years. She lived in the City, and wrote an advice column for a large newspaper, and her column was syndicated under a nom-de-plume. Very few people knew her real name was Evelyn Brooks. It was always a cause for celebration when she came for a visit. She had a natural wit, which livened up any room. She also dressed very fashionably. When our family went out to dinner or out in public she always drew favorable attention, and admiring glances from both males and females. When I was a budding eleven-year-old my parents allowed me to visit my aunt. It was a thrilling adventure to fly by myself all the way to New York City for the first time. When I entered the lobby of Kennedy Airport, I was overwhelmed by the size, and was almost ready to panic until Evelyn approached me. She took my luggage claim check, and led me to the carousel to retrieve my luggage. I was like an owl, spinning my head trying to see everything as our cab took us into what I thought was town. It turned out that she lived in Queens Borough. It was a remodeled old private home. It had been a three bedroom home that she had converted into a two bedroom. One of the bedrooms had been converted into a huge walk-in closet. The remaining bedroom was appointed with everything necessary for extended stays. The closet even had a full length mirror, and an adjoining bathroom. I simply dropped my bags on the floor, before my aunt took me out for dinner. She took me to a little Italian family restaurant. Everything about the place filled me with images of the restaurant in the movie Godfather part one. The smell of tomato sauce, cheese, garlic, and wine filled the place. Evelyn ordered us Manicotti with salad. When we were finished she ordered us cannolis and capaccino, before we returned home. Upon getting home Evelyn invited me to join her in her room while she prepared for bed. We passed through the house on the way to her bedroom. I was very impressed with her home and bedroom. It looked like a home from a Hollywood movie. Her bed overpowered the bedroom. It was a queen sized bed with a four poster head and foot boards that were elaborately carved. The tops of the seven foot posts were carved like pine cones. It was a very tall bed. There was a very large vanity dresser with side mirrors that could be tilted to any angle, a padded brass vanity chair in front of it. There was an armoire and chest of drawers too. There was also a mirrored-door walk in closet. Evelyn looked like a regal queen in the room. She may have only been five years younger than my mom, but she looked much younger. She was a natural blonde with gray eyes. Unlike my mother's full figure, Evelyn's figure was as good as an actress', but too full to be a fashion model. I suspect that she was 36-C, 24, 38 on a five-foot four frame. As she removed her clothes and hung them up to air out, I was envious of her body. As for myself, my body was just starting to change. My hips were still as narrow as most girls my age. My breasts were just starting to swell. I was only a 33-A, 20, 33 and less than five feet tall. I was enraptured with the smell of her perfume filling the room. Evelyn proceeded to remove her clothes, while I struggled to sit on top of her bed. The sight of her body being exposed was very erotic to me. Her breasts hardly sagged at all when she removed her brassiere. She sat down on the brass vanity chair to remove her self-supporting stockings and black pumps. It was like watching a striptease performance the way she lifted her legs one at a time, pointing her toes towards the ceiling as she rolled the stockings and removed her shoes. She draped her stockings over the vanity mirror to air out too, before she slipped on a black nylon nightgown, which allowed me to see everything through the translucent material. She reached under the gown to take hold of the pretty lace panties and pulled them down. As she stepped out of her panties, and dropped them on the floor, I saw her crotch through the nightgown. She was hairless down there. I had seen my mother's unshaven pussy several times, and knew what most women's pussies looked like. Aunt Evelyn's pussy was different from any pussy I had seen, because her labia minora dangled well below her labia majora, and I was amazed to see that her clit stuck out beyond her labia like a little penis. I was fascinated by the sight of her pussy, and stared at it so long that Evelyn couldn't help notice. She smiled at me, and lifted the front of her gown, while she used her right hand to stimulate her clit. She placed her index finger on the left side of her vulva and her middle finger on the right side. When she pressed her fingers against her pubic bone her clitoris popped out. She explained that her clit was very sensitive. The friction of her panties, and simply walking was enough to cause her to have orgasms at some embarrassing moments. She also admitted that she masturbated several times a day. I blushed because I had discovered the pleasures of masturbation a couple of years before, but I had been too embarrassed about the subject to ever discuss it with anyone. It also embarrassed me that my aunt was flaunting her sexual activity. Watching her play with herself had a strange fascination for me. It stimulated me so much that I could hardly breathe. I wanted to play with myself, but could not bring myself to do it in front of anyone, let alone someone so close to my mother. Evelyn asked, "Omega, why don't you sleep with me tonight?" I innocently said, "I have to go get my pajamas!" She said, "I'm sure I have a nightgown small enough to fit you in my armoire." With that she turned to her armoire and opened the doors and pulled out the top drawer, and rummaged through the cluttered mess until she found what she was looking for. It was just a little ball of transparent baby blue material. When she took in both hands and shook it out and held it in front of me, for my approval, I saw that it was a baby doll nightgown. I suspected that on her it would have hardly covered much more than her waist. I knew that on me it would probably reach my thighs, but I also know that it was be just as transparent on me as Evelyn's nightgown was. She encouraged me to put it on. I relented, and took the gown around the bed to the other side, and started taking my clothes off. I was still wearing the clothes I had traveled in. After I removed my blouse and skirt I crossed my arms, bent over and grabbed the bottom of my full slip to pull it up over my head. It clung to my back, because of perspiration, as I polled it up and over my head. I quickly pulled the baby doll nightgown down over my head. As soon as I had it covering my body, I shook my head to get my hair to fall back into its natural location. I was a little embarrassed by the panties I had on. They seemed to be a little childish to me now. They had the print of Disney's Ariel from the 'Little Mermaid' on them. While I had been changing clothes Evelyn had been turning down the bed. She had folded the bed spread down to the foot of the bed, along with the blankets. It was a warm night, so sheets were all that was necessary. She folded down the top sheet on my side of the bed, while she got under the sheet on her side of the bed. I struggled to get on top of the bed. I covered my body with the sheet as quickly as possible. I was embarrassed by the transparency of the nightgown. Evelyn turned the bright ceiling light off. The room was changed into a pink glow by soft red nightlight. I thought she looked lovely in the soft light. She pulled me close to her body, before kissing me softly on the cheek. She spoke to me very softly, "Have you ever experimented with your girlfriends about kissing?" I had kissed some girlfriends on the mouth in an attempt to find out what it would be like to kiss boys like they do in the movies. I sheepishly admitted that I had with my best friend. Upon that admission she kissed me on the mouth. The kiss turned into something very exciting. She placed her long fingers on my cheek while she kissed me. Before long, she was sticking her tongue into my mouth. It was all very exciting to me. At one point she sealed my mouth and nose with her mouth and cheek, before sucking the air right out of my lungs. Then she filled my lungs with the air from her lungs. My heart was pounding in my chest like a bass drum. While that was going on she moved her hand down my body. It tickled when her fingers touched my ribs. I couldn't help reacting to the touch. Her hand continued down the outside of my thigh, and then came back up the inside of my thigh, bringing along the bottom of the nightgown. When her hand reached the junction of the inside of my leg with the bulge of my vulva, I quivered uncontrollably. I tried to lie still, but squirreled around on the fresh sheets. When Evelyn moved her body down the bed, along with the top sheet, I watched her almost like watching her doing these things to another body, as if it was not even my body. She pushed the baby doll up under my arms, and ran her hands all over my body. When her fingers touched my nipples it tickled like ants walking on my skin. I held my breath when she moved her hands down my sides to the elastic waistband of my panties. She placed her mouth right on the tight fitting mound of material stretched over my vulva. She was making my panties wet with her tongue. She even seemed to enjoy the graphics on my panties, before she pulled then down. She removed them from my feet and tossed them aside. Evelyn used both hands to spread my little pussy open, and blew her cool breath into the opening before she covered my vulva with her mouth. She used her tongue to stimulate my little clitoris. The way she was stimulating my pussy was enough to make me so excited that I even lost control of my bladder. I thought she would be mad at me for pissing in her mouth. On the contrary she swallowed the pee and continued licking my pussy. She was inducing feelings in me that I had never experienced from masturbating myself. I am not sure it I had a climax or not, but I eventually passed out for a short time. When I woke up Evelyn was cradling my head against one of her breasts. She was lying against her pillows on her back, and I was lying on top of her with my legs between hers. Her nipple was pressing against my ear. I looked up at her lovely face, as she bent over, and kissed my mouth again. I could smell the odor of my own pussy all over her face. I felt warmth all over my body, and wished the kiss would never end. Of course it did end eventually. When she removed her mouth I turned my head and took her nipple into my mouth. I sucked as hard as I could on her nipple. I knew enough about the facts of life to know that she could not produce milk without having had a baby, but that didn't stop me from trying. I was also disappointed that I didn't get to remove her nightgown. Apparently she had removed it before taking me into her arms. While I was sucking on her nipple, I turned my body slightly. When I settled down between her legs I felt her stiff clitoris pressing against my soft lower belly. When I became aware of what was poking me, I placed my right hand down there. I had not seen a lot of pussies before, but I was sure most women didn't have clitorises like hers. The base was thick. I had seen little boy's penises while their diapers were being changed, and marveled at how much her clit looked like their little penises. I took hold of the flesh with my fingers and thumb. She let out a soft moan when I squeezed it. Having experienced her eating my pussy, I knew what was expected of me. I moved down her body until I was between her legs. I don't know how she removed her pubic hair. I imagined she shaved it off or used some sort of chemical to do the job. I had never heard of a bikini wax before. When I ran my fingers over her vulva I accepted that her skin was as smooth as my own without question. Her pussy had an aroma I was to learn not that uncommon. I tentatively licked the flesh of her swollen vulva. When I actually licked that swollen clitoris she let out a yelp and started bucking her hips around like a captured wild alley cat. I thought I had hurt her, and pulled my head back. Evelyn grabbed the back of my head with both hands and pulled my head back against her pussy. She demanded, "Eat my pussy baby!" That was all of the encouragement I needed. I started lapping at her swollen clit for all I was worth. I had to hang on, because she was bucking around like a wild animal. When she relaxed after having a climax, she held my head against her wet pussy, and demanded that I keep eating. She had at least three climaxes before she pulled me bodily up her body, and covered my wet face with kisses. It was very comforting lying on top of her soft breasts. I could feel her breathing and the beat of her heart. I drifted off to sleep very pleased with myself. I was dreaming about how much we had pleased each other. In the morning the sound of water running woke me up. Evelyn's side of the bed was empty, but still warm. I lay there thinking about how much my life had changed. In one night I had changed from an innocent girl into an experienced pussy lover. I could smell Evelyn's pussy all over my hands. I could smell her odor any time I put my hands near my face. That excited me so much, that I just had to start playing with my pussy. I was so occupied with pleasing myself that I hardly noticed that the water had stopped running and was replaced with the buzz of a pistol hair drier. When she came out of the bathroom still fussing with her hair, I was still masturbating. She smiled and winked at me as she approached the bed. "Honey...when you're finished, get cleaned up we have things to do today." I was a little embarrassed that I couldn't stop masturbating when she entered the room. I was just too close to getting off. Evelyn tweaked one of my nipples. That was all it took to get me off. As soon as I recovered I sat up. As I headed for the bathroom Evelyn patted me on my butt. She told me to hurry up and get dressed, so we can go to town. By the time I emerged from the bathroom Evelyn was already dressed and was finishing up putting on her makeup. I had to go to the guestroom to get dressed. I put on my best dress, because Evelyn had looked so formal dressed in a simple black dress with dark stockings and black three inch pumps. When I was dressed I found my aunt in the kitchen making toast and coffee. After we were finished we took the bus to the train station that took us into Manhattan. It was a grand adventure for me. It was the first time I had ever been on a train that went underground. I had only seen the underground in movies, so I was not prepared for the smells. There was the smell of urine and the smell of electricity, along with the musty damp smell of dust. The graffiti on everything inside the cars of the train made me uncomfortable. I couldn't bring myself to look any young hoodlum-looking males in the eye. Aunt Evelyn stood up and led me from the train when we reached the fifth Avenue station. When we got above ground it was like walking down a man made canyon. The tall buildings shaded the street. Walking across town was an adventure too. The sidewalks were crowded with people, which seemed like they were all in a hurry. I was fascinated by all of the window displays. We made our way to the Metropolitan Museum of Art. We spent the morning wondering through the rooms displaying their collection of art. In almost every room art students were sitting on the floor or benches with sketchpads in hand copying the works of masters. Evelyn was very knowledgeable about the artists. She was able to tell me a lot about the history of the artists and the paintings and sculptures. She deliberately spent a lot of time talking about erotic art. The eighteenth century portraits of women were interesting, because she was able to tell me about the plump women in the paintings being the mistresses of powerful men that had paid to have portraits of them made with their breasts exposed to hang in their city retreats and miniatures to put in the pocket watches. There were also some paintings of plump nude women reclining on beds as if they were sleeping with strings of pearls lying all over their bodies. Evelyn explained how women used the pearls to masturbate each other and themselves. I found them very stimulating. I was standing in front of my aunt while she told me about the paintings. She placed her arms around me, and when she placed her hand on my crotch I almost panicked. I looked around to see if anyone was watching. I was only slightly relieved to see that at the moment there was no one near us. We moved on to other rooms that contained art from other cultures. The art of Persian Harems were very erotic. The young women lounging around in the nude, bathing and playing musical instruments while they engaged in all manner of lesbian activities were very stimulating. While we were studying such a painting, Evelyn was behind me again, and she lifted the back of my dress while sticking her right hand down inside my panties. She toyed with my asshole, and reached under me to stick her fingers into my pussy. I was as nervous as I had ever been anticipating being caught cheating by a teacher. I was casting my eyes around, fearing that someone would see what my aunt was doing to me. I was nervously shifting my weight back and forth from right to left foot. That just added to my sexual stimulation. I even had a climax standing there that was so strong that I fell against her body. She had to support my body. When she withdrew her hand from my panties and pulled my dress back down she had her head next to my cheek while she smelled her fingers and sucked them. As we moved from one erotic room to the next, as soon as we were in a secluded corner she started playing with me all over. I must have had a half-dozen climaxes before she announced that it was time for lunch. I cast nervous looks at everyone we passed. I wondered if they suspected what we had been doing. As we approached the exit I saw an attractive black women sitting behind a desk that had a circular arrangement of television monitors. The thought that she may have witnessed what Evelyn had been doing to me, made me break out in a sweat. The women flashed us a big toothy white smile. I feared she was going to stop us, but all she did was wave at us, and stick one of her lone fingers into her mouth. I knew instantly that she had seen what Evelyn had been doing. My aunt pulled out her cell-phone and quickly selected a number on her friends list. She said, "Hello...Yes...I'm in town. Would you like to have brunch with me and my adorable niece? Good, meet us at the club!" With that she put her phone back in her purse, and led me back across town. She turned a couple of corners before entering the lobby of a building. It was an old building, but well kept. The wood had darkened with age, but was polished to a high sheen. Evelyn flashed a card to the clerk as we made our way do a dining room. She told the maitre- d' that she would like a table for three. She explained that she was expecting a friend. When he asked the name, she told him that the woman would ask for the table for Evelyn Hatch. The man wrote down her name on his book and took a quick look around before selecting a secluded table near a wall painted like a Venice canal. As soon as we were seated a young man dressed in a white waist jacket gave us menus and asked us if he could bring us something from the bar. Evelyn told him to bring me a Shirley Temple and bring her a Manhattan. She read the menu. When the waiter returned with our drinks she ordered a light lunch for the two of us. She also told the waiter that she was expecting a guest, so make that three orders. We were on our second drinks when a lovely woman that looked to be between 45 and 50 years old came in, the maitre-d' led the woman to our table. After seating her, Evelyn introduced me to her. The woman's name was Agnes. I was attracted to her immediately. She was a very attractive looking Greek lady. She had long dark hair with the bluest eyes I had ever seen, and a nose that was very regal. Her lips were naturally full with a very pronounced cupids bow. She was dressed very smartly with a matching wide brimmed hat that was rakishly cocked to the right side of her head. We had a pleasant brunch while Agnes learned all about me, and I was told all about how my aunt had become the best friend of Agnes. My aunt had met Agnes at a party hosted by a common friend. Everyone at the party was either a lesbian or a gay male. When they were introduced to each other there was an immediate attraction. They had talked while holding drinks before they danced with each other. While they were rubbing their bodies against each other, they kissed. They left the party right away. Agnes had a lovely rent controlled loft up town. They became very close friends that evening. The only thing that prevented them from becoming lifelong lovers was the fact that they both were attracted to young girls. Agnes works in the advertising industry where she has access to young girls that are all too willing to give their bodies for career advancement, and mothers that push them into sex for their own desire to have a daughter make it big. Apparently my aunt had enjoyed many an evening in the company of young girls at Agnes' home. I was getting one hell of an education. We made our way to Agnes' loft after brunch. Along the way Agnes had made a call to someone. Shortly after we arrived at her building we rode up a freight elevator that had been rebuilt to be more attractive. When we reached the third floor, I was overwhelmed by the spacious living quarters. She turned on a sound system that filled every room with soft mood music. After she showed me every room, there was a buzz. Agnes pressed a button that allowed the person to come up the elevator. The woman that exited the elevator was a short little straw haired blonde that spoke with a thick Romanian accent. She had two sweet looking skinny girls in tow. They were both natural blondes. The taller girl looked like she was more that twelve years old, but not fully developed. The younger girl looked even younger than me. She carried herself far more mature than her years though. The girls and I were allowed to have cokes with some whisky in them while the adults had several mixed drinks. It did not take much encouragement to get the girls to remove their clothes. The women sat on comfortable couches while the girls got undressed. I followed the girls' lead. When Evelyn stood up and unzipped the side of her dress, and pulled it over her head I discovered all she had on was self supporting nylons and heels. The older girl was fascinated with my aunt's clit. They settled down on the couch with the girl on her lap. They were kissing while the girl played with her clit. I was a little jealous. Agnes pulled me down onto her lap. While she kissed me on the mouth she was toying with my pussy. The other woman had her baby sit on her lap while she played with her little pussy. The women came up with a game where the three of us girls sucked each other's pussy while on a coffee table for the amusement of the adult women. Eventually the women took us in hand where they retired to private rooms where they could fuck each of us in private. Agnes was a very skillful lover. She sucked me off a couple of times before she introduced me to her collection of butt plugs and dildos. I couldn't believe that she was actually able to stick a pretty large butt plug up my ass while stuffing a dildo larger than any male organ I had ever seen into my pussy. I was exhausted by the time she left me lying on the bed. I was covered in sweat. When the door opened a cool draft made me look, as the Romanian woman entered. She was naked, and her breasts sagged considerably, and her pubic hair was a dark brown. She came in, and sat on my face. My face was covered with her wet pussy. I smelled her cunt. As she rocked back and forth she was rubbing her asshole across my mouth and nose too. I would have never suspected how much being used like that would turn me on. The woman was also reaching down and finger fucking me. When she was finished using me and left, she was replaced by the older daughter and her little sister. The older girl came in smoking a cigarette while she had her free hand around the waist of her little sister. The two girls did things to me that was wildly exciting. The baby girl sat on my face, like her mother had. Only her asshole was a much smaller little pink opening. I had to struggle to get my tongue into her asshole. The older sister ate my pussy. She would fill her lungs with cigarette smoke and blow it into my pussy. I had no idea that all of the women had entered the room while the little girl was sitting on my face. The first time I was aware of their presence was when they stared moaning. I struggled to turn my head. I saw the three women standing there naked while they masturbated each other. The sex lasted well into the evening. Eventually we had to get dressed and return home. Evelyn cautioned me to never discuss anything that we did with anyone. We were so tired by the time we got home, we just got undressed and went to bed. The next day we stayed home, and we sucked pussy and ate assholes all day. I sucked her breasts like a baby, and she actually stuck her nipples into my pussy. By the time I had to return home I was broken hearted about leaving my aunt. I had to introduce my best friend to oral sex right away. She became a willing participant in lesbian sex. When we babysat for younger girls we soon had a stable of young girls that enjoyed oral sex too. I hope you enjoyed the story, and if you have a story you would like told, please send your mail to janmay696@yahoo.com.