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 I was a 12 year old girl from Knoxville,
Tennessee.  My family lived not far from the
Tennessee River.  GAWD was that only eight years
ago?

Mother was a single mom.  That required her to
work nights often while I was growing up, especially
during the summers.  During such times I would stay
at my aunt’s house.
I was pretty much a typical southern girl; I
had brown hair cropped into what used to be called a
Dorothy Hamill wedge haircut.  I still have blue eyes.
I was just starting to develop physically.

My Aunt was a 34 year old woman that was
separated from her husband.  They had never had
children.  She had red hair that was shoulder length,
with blue-green eyes and a wide smile.  She was
always my favorite aunt.

Many nights she would come to my room while
I was getting ready for bed and rub my back.
Sometimes she would even slip her hands under my
pajama top and rub my bare skin.  Normally, I slept in
a pajama top and panties.  She would tease me.  If I
was lying prone on the bed she would tickle my legs
and back.  Usually she skipped over my panties, but
occasionally she did touch my butt.

On the night in question, a Friday night as I
recall, she was rubbing my back as she often did.
She whispered to me, “How was your day?” or
something like that.  I remember that it was very
late.  I was lying on the bed on my tummy with my
head resting on my arms.  My head was turned away
from her.  She was sitting on the edge of the bed,
down around my waist.  She was bent over reaching
up to reach my shoulders.  While she was rubbing
them, I remember feeling very relaxed.  I was
hearing her voice without fully concentrating on
what she was saying.  I felt her fingers slip under
the elastic of the legs of my panties and it felt
good.

I was no stranger to masturbation.  I had been
playing with myself for several years.  I normally
rubbed myself against a firm pillow or the heel of
my hand.  I knew I was getting sexually excited by
what my Aunt Jennifer was doing to me, but never
as strongly as that before.  I thought I was being
subtle when I opened my legs a little.  In reality I
must have been bucking my hips up and down.

Jennifer stopped moving her hands for a
moment.  It seemed like an eternity and I freaked
out.  I felt her shift her weight on the bed so that
her mouth was closer to my ear as she whispered,
“Does that feel nice, baby?”

While she was asking that she had placed both
hands on top of my panties and was squeezing my
butt.  She placed one hand between my legs and
cupped my pussy.  She was rubbing my pussy through
my cotton panties.  I was humping my ass up and
down like crazy against her hand.  I was getting
myself off.  Jennifer was kissing the back of my
neck and urging me to cum for her.  I came in my
panties making them wet.

I quietly fell asleep after that.  I didn’t feel
guilty about what had just taken place at all.  When
I woke up I was covered up and I was lying on my
side.  I was not sure if I had dreamed what had
happened, especially after getting dressed and Aunt
Jennifer didn’t mention anything about it all day.

That night she came into my room earlier.  I
was lying there with my heart practically beating out
of my chest.  All Jennifer had on was a silk kimono.
She smelled like she had just taken a shower.  She
smelled of soap and her body was worm and moist.
She got upon the bed fully with me and asked if I
wanted my back rubbed again.

I knew that last night had not been a dream
and I could hardly believe what I was saying when I
said, “YES!”

Aunt Jennifer had me roll over onto my tummy.
She caressed my neck at the base of my skull before
working her way down my back.  She asked, “Did you
enjoy last night’s back rub, Honey?”

I mumbled, “Yes!” as I nodded my head.

Aunt Jennifer began to massage my ass on her
way to my pussy.  She undressed me and kissed me
all over my back and on each cheek of my ass.  She
even kissed the backs of my thighs.

I turned my head enough to see that her
kimono had opened.  I could see her breasts and
nipples pressing against the backs of my legs as she
worked her way back to the junction of my legs.  I
could not turn my head enough to see her head
anymore.  I felt her part my butt with her hands
and knew that it was her mouth and tongue on my
asshole.

She had me roll over onto my back.  She was
kneeling over my body.  I got a quick look at her
body through her open kimono.  Her breasts were
nicely shaped but not as large as I thought they
were.  The triangle of pubic hair was trimmed so
that each hair was no more than a half inch long or
less than a quarter inch long.  I was fascinated by
the sight of her pussy.  Her labia dangled a little
beyond the opening of her pussy.

She moved back up my body and lay on top of
me and gave me the longest sweetest kiss I had ever
had.  Aunt Jennifer told me, “I love you so very
much.  You can come to my place whenever you want
to talk about anything or want another rubdown!”

She moved back down my body.  As she did so
she licked and sucked on my young breasts for a long
time.  When I thought I could not stand it any
longer she slid down between my legs and praised me
about what a lovely pussy I had.  I had just started
growing pubic hair down there.  I was very proud of
myself for turning into a real woman.  Jennifer got
down there and blew air on my pubic hair before she
licked and kissed my pussy.  She wedged her face
between my lips and sucked on my little clittie.  She
gave me my first gut wrenching orgasm that was not
induced at my own hands.

After that every time we got together we
would take our sex a little further.  Sometimes she
would position me over something like the arm of an
overstuffed couch so that she could explore my
body with her fingers and mouth.  Everything she did
to me would have me responding like a machine gun,
one climax after another until I would pass out.

The first few times she did everything to me.
There was nothing she didn’t do to me.  She
performed oral sex on my pussy and did it to my
asshole too.  Eventually I insisted that I wanted to
inspect her pussy too.  She would direct me to play
with her bottom or suck and tug on her pussy lips.  I
was sticking my tongue in her asshole in no time and
loving it.

We are still lovers.  My mother knows that I
am very close to my Aunt Jennifer, but I doubt that
she has ever suspected just how close we are.  Oh,
we have had arguments about someone else we were
seeing.  Our arguments have never been about us
having sex with other women or girls.  It is normally
because we don’t like some female for one reason or
another.  There were periods of time while I was
going to high school that we didn’t get to visit each
other much.  When we did get together our sex
tended to begin with back rubs.  It was kind of our
unofficial way of seeing if the other one was
interested in having sex.

I am 20-years old now and in my second year
of College.  She is 42-years old and just as lovely as
ever.  I can’t help getting sexually stimulated just
thinking about her.