Chapter 2
Donna knew she was hiding out in her bed, but she couldn't face whoever it was who had peeped through the keyhole the previous night. In time, there was a knock on her door and her aunt came into the room, smiling brightly.
"All right, little one," the woman greeted her, cheerfully, "you can't hide away here forever."
"What ... what do you mean?" Donna asked, blushing as the woman came and sat on the edge of her bed.
"What I mean, dear, is that you're not the only girl who has ever gotten excited and diddled her hot little pussy. If I had a dollar for every time I've done it, both as a woman and girl, I'd be rich."
"Then it ... it was you who was at my door?"
"Yes, dear, but as I began to put the pieces together, trying to figure out what made you so horny, I decided I wasn't the only one who had done a bit of peeping last night. Right?" she asked with a grin.
"Yes, Auntie. I'm sorry, I couldn't help it. I was in the bathroom when you and Uncle went by. I heard him say something about going off in his pants and I could tell something was going to happen. I saw light through the keyhole and I couldn't help it, I just had to look."
"I can't say I blame you, dear. I would have done the same thing. How much did you see?"
"Everything. Uncle was still undressing when I started looking."
"Had you ever seen a stiff prick like that before?" the woman asked and Donna felt arousal beginning to surge again.
"No. The only one I'd ever seen was a little boy's, just a baby. I never dreamed it would be so big and strong looking."
"It's big and strong all the time, dear, but it was the sight of me spanking your beautiful bum that made it stronger than it's been in years. So you saw him go down on me, did you?"
"Is that what it's called? With his mouth?"
"That's one of the things it's called, dear. It is also known as eating pussy, cunt lapping, muff diving, pick a name, no matter what you call it, the thrill is the same."
"Do all men do that when they make love to a woman?" Donna wanted to know.
"No, dear, only the good lovers. Some men are only interested in getting the cock in and going off. Your uncle is one of the good lovers, the kind of man who knows what a woman wants and how to make her feel good. It must have been quite an exciting sight for you, dear."
"Oh, yes and your body was so beautiful, too."
"Hadn't you ever seen a naked woman before?"
"No. I guess I've been pretty protected all my life," Donna replied sadly.
"There's such a thing as being over protected, isn't there, dear?"
"Yes. Things would have been different if I'd been brought up by you and uncle."
"True, dear, but you are here now and will be for two whole months. Life can be very different, if you're not afraid of it, that is."
"I'm excited, but I don't think I'm afraid, not of you and Uncle."
"Maybe we should start by dropping the Aunt and Uncle and calling us Clair and Doug. We'll all be friends rather than relatives. It's more fun that way, dear."
"Thanks, Clair. It really is better. Uncle won't mind my calling him Doug?"
"He'll love it dear. Did you mean what you said about thinking my body was beautiful, Donna?"
"Oh yes," Donna replied eagerly, thrilling to the warmth of the woman's tone and to the nearness of her.
"Well, dear, I'm naked under my robe and I've had my morning bath. If you were to untie the sash, you'd be able to have a closer look at me."
Donna blinked, then her hands trembled as they went to the sash of the woman's bathrobe. With some fumbling, she managed to untie it then, trembling, pulled it open. With a sigh, the woman shrugged it off her shoulders and it fell to the bed. She breathed deeply and her breasts jutted boldly.
Taking the girl by both wrists, she carried her hands to her breasts which were amazingly firm for a woman of her years. The touch was light at first, then Donna was rubbing them avidly, sighing as passion flared hotly within her again.
Donna felt the sheet being pulled off her, felt the cool air pleasant on her body, looked down over her bare breasts and tummy to the triangle of dark hair on her white tummy.
"Oh Clair," she gasped, "what if Unc ... I mean Doug caught us like this?"
"Don't you worry, darling," the woman whispered as her hands moved to Donna's breasts and began to fondle, "everything is under control."
With that, the woman's face came down toward the girl whose body quivered excitingly. Donna emitted a broken cry of passion as the warm mouth closed over a sensitive breast and she felt it being sucked warmly.
"Oh ... Clair ... I'm afraid I'll scream ... help me."
"Go ahead and scream or groan or sigh, darling," the woman told her, raising her face from her breast. "We're all alone. Make all the noise you like and it will make it even more exciting."
The mouth came back to Donna's breast to suck it again and this time Donna groaned more loudly as warm fingers came into play, fondling her other breast and erecting and sensitizing her nipples.
Donna felt the silken hand move smoothly down to her mons veneris, pause to play with the foliage then move farther down as her legs parted wide. She cried out loudly as the fingers rubbed over her soft vulva.
"Feel nice, darling?" the woman asked, her voice warm and terribly exciting.
"Oh yes ... yesssss," Donna cried, her body wild with lust as it squirmed under the gently rubbing hand of the woman.
"You have a sweet little cunt, darling and I'm going to play with it until you have a nice come. There now, I'll just slip a finger inside where it's warm and itching for me to put my finger like ... uh ... this ... there ... what a sweet little clitoris. Just relax, dear while I finger your little bud and make you come for me."
Turning without breaking the contact of finger with sensitive clitoris, Clair slipped a hand under the girl, held a buttock and went on fingering until Donna tensed, held that way for a moment, then erupted in hot orgasm.
Cries broke from her throat as her hot body jerked and writhed on the bed, the woman unable to hold her as spasm after spasm rocked her tender young body.
"Did you come, darling?" the woman asked with a teasing grin.
"Come? I think I died and went to heaven. Oh, Clair, I never knew it could be this way with two girls."
"Two women, darling, you're not a girl anymore. Yes, dear, it can be great with two women just as it can be great with a man and a woman. There can be so much beauty and joy in life if we only allow ourselves to find it and take it."
"Oh yes, Clair," Donna said with a little groan, "I know you're right and you'll show it all to me, won't you?"
"Yes, my angel, I’ll show you everything and so will Doug. Since he saw your lovely bum, he's been out of his mind with desire for you. All you have to do is swear that you'll never tell a soul of what you do here."
"Oh Clair, I swear I’ll never tell, honest. You know I wouldn't."
"All right, it's a deal, dear and we'll seal it with a kiss. A very special kiss. Lie back, dear, that's it," the woman told her as she raised and parted her shapely young legs.
"Oh Clair, what are you going to do?"
"I'm going to give you a very special kiss, my dearest. I told you it would be a special one, remember? What a sweet, beautiful crotch, what a delicious pink cunt you have. Yes, Donna, that's where I'm going to kiss you, right on your lovely, warm little pussy. I may do more than just kiss it too. I may not be able to stop and I may keep my mouth there and suck it off."
Bending closer, the woman began kissing and licking her way up sensitive, silken thighs while the girl cried and groaned with desire such as she had never known.
And then her cries were louder, much louder, as the woman's mouth fastened onto her vulva in what began as a kiss but quickly changed to something much more thrilling as her mouth sucked, then her tongue worked into the moist, virginal slit and began to lick.
While hands held her, strongly, Donna writhed and made sounds that were intended to be words but didn't make it. The sounds became louder, more urgent, then orgasm gripped her body and frightened her with the intensity until the waves stopped crashing and she found the strength to open her yes.
"That's what it's like to have your cunt lapped, darling," Clair told her with a grin. "Did you like it a little?"
"Oh Clair, don't tease me. Nothing on earth is that good, it can't be."
"It can be that good and it is, darling. That's a sweet little pink honeypot you have between your beautiful legs. I'll want to lick it up often and so will Doug. It will always be that good to feel a sucking mouth and licking tongue in your crotch."
Clair took the girl into a passionate embrace and they kissed hotly, their naked bodies rubbing. After a while, Donna felt her right hand being led into the warm crotch of the woman. She didn't try to resist, wanted to find out what it would be like to have her hand in a woman's crotch. She found out as her hand pressed on the soft warm lips and began to rub, lovingly, gently as the woman began to jerk and tremble with arousal.
"Yes. Help me. I'm not sure."
The woman moved into position, her legs moved apart and her crotch was open. Donna paused, her face close to the waiting crotch and inhaled deeply the woman's aroma which wafted up. It was faintly musky, yet clean and terribly exciting.
With a muffled groan, she brought her mouth down onto the crotch lips of the woman and heard the groan of approaching ecstasy.
Despite her lack of experience, Donna found that she knew how to suck the thick lips into her mouth, how to explore the hot depths with her tongue, then she found the hard clitoris and began licking it as the woman had done to her.
Silken thighs rubbed her and warm hands held and rubbed her as she threatened to devour the wide, warm crotch of the woman who writhed as though in agony as Donna went on rasping the sensitive clitoris with her tongue.
Donna heard the woman cry out that she was coming, then the hot, wet crotch began to rub back against her face as Clair climaxed, violently.
When she heard the door open, Donna raised her wet face from the crotch of the woman and looked into the excited, smiling face of her uncle Doug. He wore a bathrobe and she saw the way his erect penis pushed at the front of it.