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CHAPTER FIVE

With her brother off at camp, Sally found life at home harder and harder to take. She felt so cut off from the rest of her family. If only there was somebody close to her to whom she could turn.

At times Sally wished she were a little girl again. Then she could snuggle up to Mommy or Daddy and all her fears and cares would vanish. But this was impossible now. Every time she looked at her mother she remembered her naked with a cock in her. And, of course, her father aroused the most unacceptable feelings of all.

Sally had stifled having wet dreams about her dad, imagining him fucking her in every hole. When she would awaken with her ears ringing with orgasm, her hand was invariably between her legs, her fingers squirming in her cunt or ass.

Her mom noticed that something was wrong.

"Something seems to be bothering you, dear," she said to Sally one day. "You're so withdrawn lately. At first I thought it must be your period, but it's lasted too long for that. What's wrong, sweetheart?"

"I don't know," Sally muttered. "Just the blahs, I guess."

"Maybe a change of scenery would help," her mother suggested. "After all, Gordy got to go to camp."

Sally looked up, thinking that her mother was right. "But where could I go?" she asked.

"Well, your Aunt Jane is always asking me when you two are going to get together. Maybe this weekend would be a good time."

Sally agreed that it sounded like a good idea. She and Aunt Jane had been very close when she was younger, but in the past few years they hadn't, seen much of each other. When she was a little girl Sally had always been able to go to her aunt with her problems. Perhaps the time was right to revive this relationship.

Although she was a beautiful woman, Aunt Jane had never married. She enjoyed her independence and was always looking for new and different things to do. The more Sally thought about it, the more she decided that her aunt might be the one person she could open up to at this crucial point in her life.

That Saturday night, a bubbly Aunt Jane fixed a delicious dinner and delighted Sally with story after story about her latest adventures. She was into hang-gliding, yoga, jogging, and a dozen other interesting things. While they talked, Aunt Jane continually filled Sally's wine glass, never once treating her niece as anything less than an adult.

Giddy from the wine and conversation, Sally's problems temporarily left her mind. Just being around her lively, lovely aunt seemed medicine enough for what ailed her.

"Gosh, you're beautiful," Sally dreamily interrupted one of her aunt's stories while they were sitting cross-legged on the floor in front of the fireplace. "I wish I could be like you."

"Well, thanks, Sally," Aunt Jane replied, obviously pleased.

Leaning forward, the woman embraced her niece and kissed her. Lightheaded from the wine, Sally found herself shifting her lips and impulsively returning her aunt's kiss on the mouth.

"Mmmm, that tasted good," Aunt Jane giggled like a schoolgirl when they came up for air, apparently tipsy herself. "Where did you learn to kiss like that?" Then she paused and giggled some more. "Did you know you used your tongue?"

Sally was sober enough to know that she should be embarrassed, but she wasn't. Instead she let her eyes rove over her aunt's gorgeous body, imagining what she would look like naked. Then, in the midst of her inspection, she noticed that she could see up Aunt Jane's short skirt.

"What are you looking at?" Aunt Jane tittered.

"Don't you wear panties?" Sally answered, craning her neck for a better look between her aunt's shapely legs.

"Never could stand them," Aunt Jane replied without batting an eye. "Would you like a better look?"

Before Sally could respond, her aunt drew her legs up in front of her and slid her skirt up around her waist. As her niece gawked, Aunt Jane opened her thighs. All of a sudden Sally was staring at the most beautiful cunt she had ever seen.

"There's no hair," Sally blurted. "Is it that way naturally?"

"Of course not, you silly goose, I shave it," Aunt Jane merrily answered as her hand dropped into the well of her thighs.

Her long, manicured fingers slipped into the crimson gash of her exposed pussy and pushed the lips apart. The pink interior glistened with moisture. Sally felt her own cunt melt at the sight of it.

Sally's mind reeled as her aunt removed her skirt entirely. The way she felt was unmistakable. She was hopelessly turned on.

"Don my pussy excite you?" Aunt Jane asked.

"Yes," Sally admitted.

"I knew it when you kissed me. Would you like to eat me out?"

"Please!" Sally gasped with arousal.

"Then let me strip you and I can eat you at the same time. I love blondes."

Naked from the waist down, Sally's beautiful aunt closed the distance between them and began unbuttoning her niece's blouse while she nibbled at her with soft baby kisses. When Sally's bra was off, Aunt Jane cupped her petite teenage tits and swiftly tongued the nipples into red hardness.

Automatically, Sally returned the favor, pulling her aunt's sweater over her had. Aunt Jane's braless tits were as firm as they were large, seeming to be constructed of marble. The nipples were like strawberries, already so engorged that they needed no stimulation to make them bloom, but Sally licked them anyway.

"Your tits are just like Mom's," Sally murmured. "They're just beautiful."

"Have you and your mother been getting it on?" Aunt Jane asked.

Now Sally was embarrassed. She blushed. "Of course not," she said. "I've never… never."

"Made love to another woman?"

"Yes."

Aunt Jane chuckled seductively. "If there's one thing I dig more than blondes, it's virgins. Come on, let's get that skirt off and get it on. I'll take you places you've never been before."

After removing Sally's skin, her aunt went to work on her panties, inching them down her niece's hips with seductive slowness. Sally's cunt came into view. As her panties were pulled down her legs, her thighs automatically spread. By the time she was completely naked, Sally's pussy yawned in juicy invitation.

Before tossing the panties away, Aunt Jane pressed them to her nose and inhaled the essence of her niece's cunt.

"I don't care much for panties for myself, but I love them on other people," she said, her nostrils flaring from the funky scent.

"Are we going to sixty-nine?" Sally asked excitedly.

"You'd better believe it. Would you like to be on top, bottom, or side by side?"

"On top," Sally answered impulsively. "Could I sit on your face?"

"Mmmmmm," was Aunt Jane's reply. She was already stretching out on the floor.

Sally got on top of her aunt, turning her back to her face as she squatted over her head. With her sopping crotch gaping, she slowly lowered herself, giving Aunt Jane a perfect view of her succulent cunt.

Before full contact was made, Aunt Jane's tongue eagerly flicked out, expertly catching Sally's flexing clit and drawing a gush of fresh pussy juice. When the lips of Sally's cunt finally squashed flush against the lips of her aunt's mouth, the resulting kiss was indescribably wet.

Sally shivered uncontrollably from her first feel of another woman's mouth on her pussy. The sensation was definitely different from when a man sucked her twat. There was no awkwardness. Everything meshed perfectly from the initial touch. Sally could not have done better had she been physically able to eat her own cunt. She just hoped she could perform half as well when it came to the job she was expected to do on her aunt's exquisite honeypot.

Now Sally turned her full attention to the treasure between Aunt Jane's legs. Bending over, she spread the sleek thighs and gazed hungrily at the feast spread before her.

With no hair in the way, Sally could see everything. The surface of her aunt's cunt was glassy smooth. When she delicately spread the outer petals, the clit surged out into the open like a miniature hard-on. In a sparkling moment, the tip of her tongue met the magic button and there was no turning back. All of a sudden Sally felt as if she had been born to be a lesbian.

Sally's tongue began to roam. From her aunt's clit, it wriggled into the gash below. The sticky juice made her tastebuds dance. Moaning with delight, Sally quickly penetrated. Before she knew it, her tongue was squirming to the spasming depths other aunt's beautiful cunt.

It was a sixty-nine as only two women could bring one off. There was no need to worry about a sudden eruption interrupting the action as there was when a man's cock was involved. Both partners started coming right at the beginning and held it without stopping. For Sally, enjoying her first lesbian encounter, it seemed like the most natural act in the world.

They must have eaten each other's cunts for twenty minutes without stopping. By the time Aunt Jane brought this chapter of their lovemaking to a close, the pussy juice had trickled from their mouths all the way down to their tits.

"Why did you stop me?" Sally huskily sighed. "I was just getting warmed up."

"Would you like to fuck me, darling?" her aunt asked.

Sally's eyebrows rose with delighted surprise. "How?" Her voice was vibrant with anticipation. After what Aunt Jane had showed her so fat, she hadn't the slightest doubt that anything was possible.

"Have you ever heard of a dildo?"

Sally said she hadn't, but she was certainly eager to correct her ignorance.

"Just sit tight, I'll be right back," her aunt said. "You're getting your Christmas present early this year."

When Aunt Jane returned she was fondling a shiny coil of black rubber that was at least a foot in length. At first Sally thought it must be a hose of some kind, but then she spotted the blunt ends. She blinked her eyes in awe. Could it possibly be what it looked like? It seemed too good to be true.

Kneeling before her niece, Aunt Jane offered the device to Sally.

"Is this supposed to be what I think it is?" Sally panted with excitement.

"Well, why don't you just tell me what you think it is in your own words?" Aunt Jane said.

"It-it looks like a… two-headed cock," Sally sputtered in wonder.

Aunt Jane nodded. "Got any guesses how we might put it to the best use?" she asked with a straight face.

Sally held the dildo by one end and dangled it in front of her. "Whew," was all she said.

Aunt Jane was already reclining, sticking her long legs up in the classic fucking position.

Once again Sally would be the dominant partner. Clutching the dildo in both hands so that it was rigid, she guided the far end toward the gaping target of her aunt's hairless cunt. Contrasting vividly with the pink flesh, the black bulb slid between Aunt Jane's parted pussylips and disappeared inside her. Inch after inch quickly followed until half the dildo was gone. Grasping the free end, Sally squatted astride her aunt.

"Mmmm, I love to watch." Aunt Jane murmured from below. "Stick your half in your cunt. Do it slowly. I love the way the juice shines on the rubber."

Spreading the dangling lips of her twat with the fingers of her free hand, Sally drew the ebony knob within her. Her cunt instantly spasmed with excitement, then widened to take all the cock it could get, caring not what it was made of.

It was all Sally could do to keep from just ramming herself with her half of the dildo. But once again Aunt Jane cautioned her to take it slowly. So, painstakingly, Sally inserted an inch at a time, watching along with her aunt as her honey dripping pussylips left their glistening mark on the hard, black rubber which passed between them.

Finally there were only a couple of inches of dildo left for Sally's pussy to swallow. Her haunches were trembling from the tension of squatting.

"Okay," her aunt said. "Drop all the way down. Let's get it on!"

Sally's cunt slid down the rest of the pole, meeting her aunt's awaiting pussy with an erotic squish. The hips of both women, began to gyrate simultaneously. As Sally leaned down to soul-kiss her aunt, Jane clasped her hands over her niece's tits and rubbed her palms over the turgid nipples. Down below, the inner sloshing from the rocking rhythm of their mutual penetration filled the room. They were fucking each other, cunt to cunt.

Sally had never known such sweet passion. With every thrust she directed with the artificial prick, she received one back. The more she fucked her aunt, the more she was fucked back. No man had ever been able to do anything like this for her.

The female lovers started fucking at a peak frenzy and then got wilder from there. The orgasms they felt were shared, neither Sally nor her aunt knowing where her own body and sensations ended and her partner's started. Through it all they kissed each other all over and explored with their fingers. The lush aroma of sex hung over them like an erotic cloud.

"Oh, darling, I could fuck you all night," Aunt Jane moaned.

"You may have to," Sally answered. "Do you like it in the ass?"

"The deeper the better. I thought you'd never ask. Let's switch holes right now."

"We can lubricate each other with pussy juice," Sally suggested.

"My little niece is learning fast," Aunt Jane chuckled as she popped her end of the dildo out of her thoroughly fucked cunt, Sally quickly following suit.

Each lover snagged a handful of the plentiful nectar from her own cunt before moving her sticky fingers between the wide-open cheeks of her partner's ass. Soon, both Sally and her aunt were reaming each other's asses with three fingers a piece, widening and greasing their tightest holes for the upcoming double-fuck.

"Okay, your ass is good and loose," Aunt Jane said, slushing her busy fingers around for emphasis. "How's mine coming along?"

"Just feel," Sally giggled mischievously. She stuck the rest of her fingers inside her aunt's asshole and made a fist.

"Oh, my God!" Aunt Jane shrieked with glee. "Nobody's done that to me in years. I'd almost forgotten how good it feels."

"Is there anything you haven't tried?" Sally asked with unconcealed admiration, unplugging her fist from her aunt's ass.

"If there is, I'm still looking for it," Aunt Jane replied.

"God, I envy you!" Sally gushed.

"Don't envy me – fuck me," Aunt Jane purred in reply. She picked up the gleaming dildo and thrust it at Sally. "Fuck me right in the ass with your big black cock, lover."

Then Aunt Jane squirmed tantalizingly away and rocked back on bet shoulders, holding her spread legs aloft by the ankles. Between the cheeks of her ass, her fist-enlarged asshole throbbed in readiness, the opening at its center as large as it would ever be.

Advancing toward her aunt with the stake-like dildo in a cross-handed grip, Sally moved in for the kill. There would be no restraint this time. The instant the far end of the dildo was centered with Aunt Jane's asshole, Sally rammed for all she was worth. So deeply did the dildo penetrate that she had to pull some of it out so she would have enough left to brutalize her own cock-hungry ass.

Now Sally fell on her back also, balancing herself on her shoulders with her uplifted legs resting against her aunt's. Reaching down, she found the puckering knot of her asshole with the free end of the dildo and stabbed herself as hard as she could. The passage within was swift and greasy. Quickly the cheeks of her ass were bumping against Aunt Jane's, with only a narrow band of black rubber showing between the two women.

They lowered their legs, Sally's on the inside and her aunt's on the outside. Their hips began to move, jerking the dildo inside their asses. Their screams of joy filled the room.

They fucked and fucked, coming even harder than when they had had the dildo in their cunts. Rolling over repeatedly, the female lovers traveled to one side of the room and back again, the shared rubber cock, never ceasing its deep thrusts in their asses.

When the fucking finally slacked and exhaustion set in, Sally and her aunt shifted positions so they could fall asleep in one another's arms. Even then the dildo still connected them, emerging from the globes of their asses and bowing in a slimy arc from asshole to asshole.

After she closed her eyes and began to dream, what Sally had suspected all along was confirmed. She was in heaven.

Even though Sally dreamed continuously of sex, for once there was no hint of her father, in her mind's eyes. The focus of her lust seemed to have left him behind as she entered a new phase of her life. It seemed clear that the solution to her problems was to become a lesbian, just like her beloved aunt. Even as she dreamed, Sally knew that she couldn't wait to wake up and start fucking her new lover all over again.