Chapter 5
Mary Ann remembered so well the day that Bobby returned home from his visit with their relatives. Aunt Fran drove up in the driveway in her big Buick and waved to Mary Ann. Bobby sat next to her, his grin a little shy and different.
"How are you, Mary Ann?" Fran had called as she stepped out of the car. .
"Just fine, Aunt Fran." The girl had always been a little shy around her father's sister. She looked back to her brother.
Bobby was out of the car and pulling his suitcase from the back seat. She walked up behind him and stood with her hands clasped behind her.
"How are you, Bobby?" Her voice was soft and full of meaning.
"Okay. You all right?" He turned to look at her and his eyes sparkled as he reassessed her body after the month's separation. His surprise showed in his face.
"Fine." She noticed that he looked at her titties twice. "I'm glad you are home." Her words dripped with promise.
"Where's your Daddy?" Fran interrupted.
"He's on the sofa taking a nap," Mary Ann replied.
"Not for long!"
She watched the woman step up on the porch.
She was two years younger than her father and still had her girlish looks and figure. With a curious feeling, Mary Ann watched her wide hips sway as the woman crossed the porch and. opened the door. She turned back to Bobby and found him watching the woman with a strange look in his eyes.
When the girl and her brother entered the house, Fran sat on their father's lap, mussing his hair and giggling. Mary Ann felt a surge of jealousy.
"Hey, Bobby! How was your-visit?" the man asked his son.
"It was great!" Mary Ann looked at her brother curiously.
There was a tone to his words that said more than words. Something had happened while Bobby was at Fran's and the girl couldn't discern just what it was.
She looked back to her father and aunt and caught the knowing smiles that they exchanged. Her eyes started to dart away but were sidetracked. She noticed Fran's dress was riding up her legs and she could see the woman's white panties between her full thighs. Mary Ann's mouth suddenly went very dry and a strange sensation crept up her spine. She tore her eyes away. Bobby was staring in the same direction.
Fran whispered something in their father's ear and both of them laughed. Bobby and Mary Ann stood in the middle of the room, unsure of what to do next. Mary Ann was trying to avert her eyes to something besides the white band of nylon beneath the woman's dress. Bobby wasn't even trying.
"Hey, you two. Fran is spending the night before she goes back home. How about that?"
"That's great!" Bobby's enthusiasm was genuine.
"Sure is," Mary Ann replied dully.
That night, Mary Ann had lain awake, far into the night. Her anger and jealousy were pushed to a fever pitch by the sounds that she listened to. Not long after she had gone to bed, she had heard her father and Fran go into his bedroom and she had listened to the familiar sounds of fucking through the thin walls.
A little while later, she had heard Fran come out of the bathroom and then carne the muffled voices that she identified easily. Bobby and Fran. Bobby's bed had creaked' for a long time and the girl had listened to the far-away moans and cries. Fran had gone into the bathroom again' and Mary Ann had lain on her back, her whole being. despising the woman.
The bathroom door opened and the woman's silhouette paused in Mary Ann's door. The girl turned her head away, the sour taste of hate on her tongue. She heard Fran's bare feet cross the room and felt, the bed sag as the woman sat on the edge.
"Don't pretend. I know you are awake," Fran whispered. Mary Ann flinched as she felt a hand come to rest lightly on her bare leg.
"I'm not pretending." The girl's voice was cold and harsh.
"You're mad at me." The words came soft and sure.
Mary Ann turned her flashing eyes on the woman. Her teeth glistened between her tight lips.
She paused a moment to pick her words. That's when she noticed that Fran was naked; Her eyes dropped to the woman's large brown-crested breasts. Her nipples stood out from the brown crests. Ann cursed herself as she felt some of her anger melt away.
"Jealous, too." Fran was smiling as she spoke. Mary Ann shook her head and glared at the woman. "I'm not jealous of you." .
The girl's-expression changed to one of bewilderment. She couldn't see any reason for Fran to be jealous of her.
"You live here. alone with these two men. All the time. I don't have anyone at my house. Most women only have one man but you have two." Her thin eyebrows lifted slightly.
Mary Ann's eyes softened as she realized the truth in Fran's words. The hand on her leg was suddenly warm and soft. The fingers flexed, the long red nails scraping the girl's skin and sending goose bumps up her thigh.
"And I know that you are fucking Bobby and I'll bet if you aren't, you will be fucking your daddy before long," Fran said, licking her lips.
Mary Ann stared at the woman, wide eyed. "Bobby told me," Fran said.
"Bobby wouldn't tell!" Mary Ann exclaimed. "But he did. You see he and I are very close. Especially after sleeping together for the last month. He told me a lot of things."
Mary Ann stared' at the woman for several seconds. "How long have you been fucking Daddy?" Her voice was trembling. ."
"Since I was your age. He and I started about like you and Bobby." Fran smiled and paused. "Mind if I lie down?"
Mary Ann shook her head and the woman twisted around and stretched her body out beside the girl's. Propping her head on her hand, she looked at the girl.
Mary Ann was busy looking back. But at Fran's' body. It w the first time she had ever seen a woman's body that close. Fran's breasts looked large and heavy.
"Have you got any hair, yet?"
"A little." The girl's smile was an embarrassed one.
"Can I see?"
With a shrug, Mary Ann pulled up her gown. She had fallen into the habit of sleeping without panties since she and Bobby had been experimenting, and she was without them that night.
"Mmmmm. You do have some, don't you." There was a strange gaze in the woman's eyes as she looked at Mary Ann's pussy.
"Not as much as you." Mary Ann looked down at her down covered lips, the hairs just beginning to darken.
"You will have, someday. Yours is a lot softer, I'll bet. Mine is coarse and springy."
The girl was at loss for words, giving a slight shrug for a response. She looked at Fran's pussy hair and could see that it was damp and a little matted.
The thought struck her that it was probably matted with her father's and brother's come. A glow of passion rose in her belly and a strange desire began to glimmer in the back of her mind.
Mary Ann lifted her eyes to Fran's face and found the woman looking at her with love and desire. The look stirred the girl's passion. She smiled faintly and glanced down at the large breasts.
"You are still cherry, aren't you?" Fran's voice was thick and husky.
"Yeah. I've tried to get Bobby to break it, but he won't." She was feeling a-little more relaxed with the woman.
Fran chuckled and ran her finger over the girl's cheek bone. "Have you ever had sex with a woman?"
Mary Ann could only stare. The idea had never really crossed her mind before that night. She shook her head and looked away.
"Have' you ever wanted to?"
The girl shrugged, her eyes flicking back' to Fran's for a moment. The woman's hand was resting on her shoulder. It moved slowly down to Mary Ann's little bud of a breast and brushed lightly over the sensitive nipple. The girl gasped and caught her lower lip between her teeth. Her eyes grew large and she looked soulfully at her aunt.
"May I suck your little pussy?" The question was barely audible. Mary Ann was trembling from the sensations that were being generated by the woman's fingers on her nipple.
"Yessss!" Mary Ann hissed.
The woman gathered the girl's body in her arms and cuddled her close, her hands stroking the smooth skin of her back and buttocks. Mary Ann felt the spongy mounds of Fran's breasts pressing against her chest, the nipples little hard buttons on her skin.
Fran's full red lips nipped-at the girl's neck and earlobe sending aching tingles through the young body. Her hot tongue probed the nape of Mary Ann's neck and across her shoulders. Then down the woman scooted, her tongue raking wetly down to the girl's nipple. Mary Ann gasped and arched her back as Fran circled one of her tender little nipples with her lips and teased it with her tongue.
Fingers pried the girl's legs apart and stroked the satiny sensitive skin of the insides of her thighs. The gentle fingers inched up the girl's thighs, caressing and stroking, striking nerves that the girl didn't know that she had. Closer and closer the fingers came and higher and higher. Mary Ann's passion built until she thought she would scream if Fran didn't reach her pussy soon.
Fran switched from. one nipple to the other, back and forth, licking and sucking, leaving them wet and throbbing. Her finger touched the firm lips of the girl's pussy and Mary Ann whimpered 'and a shudder ran through her. The finger pushed between the lips and sank into the wet hot slit. Without fumbling, Fran found her tiny clit and stroked it softly. Mary Ann stiffened and surrendered to the first of her climaxes. Pleasure racked her body and she clung to the woman, whimpering and sighing.
Fran's mouth traveled slowly down the front of the young body, her tongue leaving a wet trail behind it. She reached the small navel and tongued it wetly, making soft smacking sounds .. Mary Ann was still in the final throes of her climax when she felt the tongue reach her pussy ..
"Ahhhhh!" The groan sounded distant and muffled. The girl only realized that it was her own voice when she felt the returning hunger that Fran's tongue was reviving.
The girl felt herself being rolled onto her back and her Iegs being pushed apart. Hot breath warmed over the insides of her slim thighs and then up over her drooling slit.
"Suck a beautiful little pussy!" Fran's voice sounded far away.
There was a pause and the girl arched her back against the aching deep inside her pussy. Then soft lips kissed soft lips. A hot wet tongue sliced slowly through the girl's oozing slit. Mary Ann gurgled and her small hands reached automatically for the woman's head.
Fran's fingertips spread the pouting lips, exposing the deep pink inner flesh and the tiny erect clit. She cupped her lips around the love button and sucked gently. The girl shivered and clawed at the woman's scalp.
"Ooooooooh, Fran!" she walled.
The tip of her tongue flicked across the sensitive button, the generated sensation lifting Mary Ann off the bed with a jerk. Fran teased and licked at the tiny clit until she felt. the girl shudder violently. The small legs clamped around the woman's head and her young body stiffened. An oozing flood of thin sweet juices rewarded Fran's efforts. The girl trembled through a climax that lasted over a minute.
Mary Ann was panting furiously as her legs released Fran's head and she sagged back to the bed. The woman kissed the slippery little pussy and lifted her shiny face from it. "Good?" she asked.
"God! Fantastic!"
Fran crawled up beside the girl and cuddled her as her young body floated through the ebbing waves of pleasure. Mary Ann's cheek was pressed against her large breast. The woman felt the girl move and then a small wet mouth closed over her swollen nipple. Fran gasped and caught the small head between her hands. The girl licked and teased the firm button, nipping it with her teeth.
"Oh, Mary Ann, Baby!" Fran moaned.
Still clutching the girl's head, she rolled onto her back pulling the girl on top of her. Her full thighs opened and Mary Ann's hips dropped between them. The girl felt the sudden wet heat of Fran's pussy against her belly. She moaned around the sweet nipple and sucked it noisily.
"My cunt! My cunt!" Fran seemed in a frenzy.
She pushed down on Mary Ann's head.
The girl slid down willingly, the bush of hair sliding up under her, tickling her belly and then her nipples. Suddenly, she was looking down at the hair-covered lips, lying open to expose the dripping, gaping hole of Fran's cunt and the stiff knob of her clit.
Heat and lust rose in the girl and she inhaled the-delicate, woman fragrance. Her face dropped and her lips brushed the red love button. Fran groaned and twitched. Mary Ann lifted her head an inch or two and looked at the hole of Fran's cunt. It was flexing and squeezing with passion. A drop of creamy fluid oozed from "it and Mary Ann knew that it was come left from her father's or Bobby's fucking. She growled and dove at the drooling hole d lapped the come from it. She plunged her tongue into the soggy hole and sucked. More Come and pussy juice rewarded her.
Fran was in a frenzy. She bounced and jerked.
Her hands clutched at the girl's head, her full, soft thighs slapping softly against the girl's cheeks. Her cunt oozed more and more juices into Mary Ann's mouth. She jerked and thrashed and then suddenly she stiffened and groaned long and low, Mary Ann felt the clamp of thighs on her face and then the sweet flood of come and pussy juice spurted into her waiting, open mouth. She gulped her aunt's juices down greedily, sucking for more. Her own little pussy convulsed and she shivered with her own climax.
Reluctant to stop, the girl lapped at the slippery cunt, flicking across the tender knob of Fran's clit. The woman moaned and 'rolled from side to side, but didn't push Mary Ann's mouth away.
"Ohhhhh, Baby, Yessss!" Fran hissed as she climbed to another climax.
The girl licked and lapped at the drooling cunt and sucked the miniature cock-like knob of her clit. Fran hunched and bucked. "Put your finger in my ass!" the woman rasped.
Mary Ann fumbled down between the full buttocks, her finger probing for the puckered hole and finally finding it. It resisted for a moment and then the tip pushed inside and the rest of her finger was engulfed by the tight, clinging hole.
Fran groaned and jerked and Mary Ann found herself greedily drinking another flood of sweet pussy juice as the woman floundered in the throes of climax.
Wheezing and panting, the two females rolled apart and lay motionless for several minutes as they regained their breath. Fran was the first to speak. "Thank you, Mary Ann. That was delicious. "
"Me, too," was all the girl could manage. "Tired?" Fran asked.
"Uh-uh. You?"
"Not a bit. I can't get enough of your delicious pussy." The woman reached for her, her mouth finding Mary Ann's, her tongue exploring it.
Hands glided over the girl's body, stroking and exploring, probing every crevice of her body. She was at fever pitch when Fran pulled her mouth away and looked at her through passion-clouded eyes. The woman's finger teased the girl's little love button.
"Ready?" Fran asked.
Mary Ann nodded and waited. She was sure just what her aunt had in mind. The woman rolled on her back and tugged at the girl's body. "Come sit on my face," she whispered.
The girl scrambled to her knees and straddled the woman's head. Slowly, she lowered her little pussy to the woman's open mouth. A groan seeped from the woman's throat as her tongue stabbed between the down covered lips.
Mary Ann rocked back on her heels and combed her fingers through Fran's hair. The tongue was stabbing into the virgin cunt, pressing deeper with each thrust. The girl soared into the throbbing world of lust and passion. She rocked slowly over Fran's face, savoring the stab of the tongue.
"Uh! Uh!" Mary Ann jerked and grunted with each stab of the tongue. She decided that if a cock felt anything like the tongue, she was going to lose her cherry very soon.
The memory faded and Mary Ann stared at the ceiling for several seconds. Joey's regular breathing drew her back to reality. She turned her head and looked at the sleeping boy. He was smiling.
She lay next to him, still naked. Her body still pulsed with the effects of her memories and the load of come she had swallowed from the boy's cock.
The moon was almost gone. The room was back to near darkness. The air had cooled a little with the approach of morning. Her mind was a little . fuzzy with lack of sleep. She sighed and shook her head slowly. It had been a night that she would remember for a long time.
Her eyelids fluttered and closed. Vaguely, she was aware that she was falling asleep, finally. She succumbed to it willingly. Her mind sank slowly into a misty haze. Drifting away, she smiled.