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Subject: {ASSM} Katie McN -  Aunt Becky (Ff,  Rom,  First)
Date: Mon, 12 Feb 2001 03:10:03 -0500
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Aunt Becky 

By Katie McN <katiemcn@excite.com> 


I'm dedicating this story to Linda. She asked me to 
help write about some of the most beautiful moments in 
her life. I hope I got it right. 

And everyone should thank my editor, Denny Wheeler, 
for taking what I thought was pretty good and adding 
the touches that make it wonderful. 

Note: Copyright 2001 by Katie McN. It contains some 
Lesbian romance and tells about the sexual awakening 
of a 14 year old girl. 

--- 

I was very close to my aunt before she seduced me. I 
was even closer in the years that followed... 

Aunt Becky and I drove with mixed emotions in the 
cold rain that marks winter in Alabama. There was the 
excitement of a 14 year old girl going away from home, 
but it was tempered by the sadness of the parents she 
left behind. The parents who needed to be alone to try 
and mend a marriage that seemed to be coming to an end. 

We were living out near Oxmoor Road at the time so it 
didn't take long for us to arrive at Aunt Becky's 
little one bedroom apartment in downtown Birmingham. 
We were only downtown, but it seemed a million miles 
away. A million miles from the unhappiness I left 
behind. 

My aunt lived alone. She never married. My parents 
never suspected a thing. 

--- 

"Here's your key, Linda. I've got a little space for 
you in the closet and this drawer's all yours." 

I'd been to Aunt Becky's place before, but not to stay 
overnight. I was like a cat in a new territory and had 
to explore every nook and cranny. And yes, I'm a 
snoop and same as a lot of others I like to see what 
people have hidden away in their bathrooms. 

There was a dog-eared copy of Fanny Hill in the drawer 
next to the toilet. I could tell by the cover it was a 
sex book so I had to take a peek. I must say the story 
was very enlightening. 

"Now don't take all day in there, girl. It's getting 
near dinner time and I can use some help." 

"Okay, Aunt Becky. I'll be right there." 

Peeling potatoes is not the same as cooking, but it's 
what I knew how to do. I just started on my first spud 
when Aunt Becky went straight to the bathroom. I 
should of known she put the book there so I'd find it, 
but it didn't occur to me until much later. 

Dinner was wonderful. About the only time I'd get to 
have lamb chops would be at Becky's. We had mashed 
potatoes smothered in butter and gravy along with a 
little bit of okra and greens on the side. I ate a 
lot. But still had room for some of the best pecan pie 
I ever tasted. 

"Linda, I have to go over to Trudy Milhorn's. She 
hasn't been feeling well and I thought I might bring 
her some dinner. You clean up the kitchen and I'll be 
back by ten." 

I set a record for kitchen duty and raced into the 
bathroom to find the book. It was still in the drawer, 
but she'd moved it and marked a page. I opened the 
book to see what Aunt Becky was reading. I'd looked 
at some sex books before, but nothing as beautiful 
as this. 

"It's just me, Linda. Trudy wasn't feeling all that 
well so I came home early. I think I'm going to turn 
in now." 

The book was safely hidden away in the drawer and I 
met Becky in the bedroom. She was getting ready for 
bed and I decided I better join her. 

I couldn't sleep. The story flashed before my eyes. I 
was hot and wet thinking about the two women in the 
book who were making love. I'd never read anything 
like that before today. I wanted to touch myself, but 
I didn't dare with Aunt Becky lying only inches away. 
I wanted to fall asleep, but I needed to stay awake 
even more. I had to think about the women in the story 
and understand why it turned me on so much. 

A hand rested lightly on my hip for the longest time 
before it drifted down my leg where it found the 
bottom of my night shirt. There was fear and 
excitement in the air, but all that went away as her 
hand moved between my thighs and slowly traveled up 
toward my white cotton panties. I was hot when her 
finger finally arrived at the end of its journey 
and I knew she could tell I was wet with anticipation. 
When she lightly touched between my legs, her breathing 
got faster and the bed started moving with a rhythm I 
understood. I must of stayed awake for hours thinking 
about what happened. 

--- 

"Bye Sissy. Thanks, Mrs. Wheeler." My best friend Sissy 
gave me a ride home from school. All day in class I 
thought of nothing except what happened the night 
before. 

The book was still in the drawer and I was soon lost 
in the story about the two women making love. I sat on 
the toilet and held the book with my left hand while 
my right hand explored between my legs. My pussy was 
swollen from the excitement of everything new. When 
I touched my clit it started a fire that exploded into 
some secret place in my mind. I could feel the heat 
move through my loins until I was overcome with an 
orgasm that attacked my body like waves crashing on 
a distant beach. I'd never felt anything like it before 
and tears of joy filled my eyes as I came with a fury 
of passion. 

I pretended nothing had changed, but I wanted to be in 
bed with Aunt Becky as soon as she came home from 
work. It seemed like forever but finally it was time. 

Once again her hand explored underneath my night 
shirt. This time she pushed my panties aside and let 
her finger touch my bare wet pussy. I wanted more, but 
I was afraid to move. I lay perfectly still as she 
masturbated herself. When she finally took her hand 
from between my legs, I fell asleep and was overtaken 
by dreams of lust and sex. 

--- 

"Let's hold off on the video until I get the popcorn 
made, Linda." 

"Okay. I'll just put it in the VCR and wait till 
you're ready." 

It was Friday so I didn't have to go to bed early. We 
got one of those really gushy romance videos and were 
ready for a two hanky experience. 

We ate popcorn, watched the video and stayed up 
talking about it until almost midnight. It gave me a 
lot of time to think and I decided to be brave. 

When her hand reached the crack between my legs she 
discovered I wasn't wearing panties. She also found I 
was hot and wet. This time my legs spread at her touch 
and I didn't pretend to be asleep. 

She moved closer and soon covered my lips with her 
own. A tender kiss at first and then her tongue 
announced it was time for more. More fire and heat. 
More excitement. More. More. More. 

Her tongue held mine prisoner as her hand marched 
relentlessly up from my pussy to my breasts. The 
night shirt joined in and I was naked from my boobs 
down to my toes. She explored my body and lit a fire 
everywhere she moved her hands. I could feel my 
nipples harden as they reached out to be touched. 
They were not denied as she squeezed and fondled 
those little sentinels until I thought I couldn't 
stand it any longer. 

We were naked and holding each other as close as one. 
Her tongue was on my clit and I was able to touch her 
pussy. I put my finger inside her and could feel the 
wet heat waiting to surround me with liquid joy. 

It could of been a thousand years or maybe only a 
few seconds, but all I remember was an orange flash 
starting someplace in my mind that exploded with a 
frenzy that soon captured my whole body. I couldn't 
move. I couldn't think. 

I don't remember much more about that night except 
that it was beautiful and mysterious and different 
from anything I ever experienced. 

--- 

"Thank you, Aunt Becky. That was the most wonderful 
thing that ever happened to me." I woke up in Becky's 
arms and felt the afterglow of sex covering my body 
like a gown of newborn pleasure. I didn't know it 
then, but I was going to have my most memorable 
experience on that magical Saturday afternoon. 

It seemed so daring to sit around in the nude reading 
dirty books and getting really hot. I tried to imagine 
what Sissy might say if she knew what I was doing. I 
didn't think I could tell her even though she was my 
best friend. I wanted this secret all to myself. 

"You better put this towel underneath you, girl. You're 
getting the chair all wet." 

I should of been embarrassed, but somehow it just 
seemed natural. It seemed natural to ask if I could 
look at her pussy and when I did, I realized she was 
as wet as me. I couldn't stand it and kissed her clit 
and kept kissing and sucking on it. That was the first 
time I did that and she had such a fantastic orgasm it 
was etched in my mind forever. 

There was so much more to learn. So much more to 
experience. So much more. 

We had a little less than two weeks of lust before 
I finally returned home a different person. 

--- 

"Aunt Becky, don't you just love my new car? Come on, 
I'm taking you out for a hamburger and fries." 

We managed to spend many weekends together and when 
Daddy gave me a new car for my sixteenth birthday I 
thought we'd be together all the time. 

Our love making was wonderful and the heat from that 
fire never seemed to cool down. There always was more 
to learn and I enjoyed being the star pupil. 

By the time I was seventeen, life seemed to be taking 
up a lot of my time. I still saw Aunt Becky of course, 
but not as often as before. She didn't seem to mind 
and we always started every weekend together with me 
telling her about all the things I'd done. 

"Aunt Becky, I met someone. I met someone real important 
and I don't know what to do." 

"Tell me about it, girl. Tell your Aunt Becky what's on 
your mind." 

I guess she knew there'd be someone else and it didn't 
seem to bother her all that much. Just a part of growing 
up, she said. Just a part of life and nothing to be upset 
about. 

--- 

I often think of that time with Aunt Becky and smile. 
It was my sexual awakening and I will always love her 
for it. Even though we drifted apart, she'll live in 
a memory I'll treasure always. 


The End 

Katie McN <katiemcn@excite.com> 

Read more of my stories at 
www.asstr-mirror.org\~Katie_McN 





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