Aunt Betty Loves Jennifer, Part 2

Single Mom

Barbara Cox sat up on the bed and screamed. "Jennifer Cox, you get back to your room right now, and don't you EVER come in here again without knocking first, do you understand?"

Aunt Betty, quickly realizing that Barbara had no idea of why she pulled the child up on the bed, saved the day by covering it up. She quickly told Barbara to calm down, and she would handle it. She jumped out of bed, grabbed Jennifer and beat a quick exit to the child's bedroom.

Barbara Cox, grateful that her older sister was there to handle the situation as usual, calmed down and tried to figure out how much her daughter had seen. She was able to convince herself that Jennifer had simply seen her and her sister in bed naked. That was bad enough, but not as bad as seeing what they were doing naked. As usual, Barbara's solution was to hide under the sheets, where she quickly fell back to sleep.

Jennifer, with curled and trembling lower lip, was sobbing softly while Aunt Betty held the child's face in her hands and showered her with kisses. "It's okay sweetheart, calm down, Mommy doesn't know anything."

"But you didn't come to my room," Jennifer sobbed.

"I know, baby doll, I'm sorry, but I'm here now. What did you want to tell Aunt Betty?"

Jennifer calmed down and proudly told the story about her and Sarah. She told about HER idea of doing it in the girl's lav, and of having Sarah stand on the toilet seat because the stall was so small, and then the piece de resistance. She told how she had Sarah throw her left leg over Jennifer's right shoulder, while Jennifer buried her face in Sarah's pussy and drank. "You won't believe how much juices' she had," Jennifer bragged.

Aunt Betty didn't have tome to go into the difference between the smooth vaginal wall of a pre-pubescent child and the ridged walls on an adult, and how the juices seeped from, and flowed more freely in a smooth vagina. Instead, she warned Jessica to have sex only with girls, and not ever fuck boys.

Jennifer told her aunt that she didn't even like boys, that all boys were dumb poopie heads, and she only liked her and Sarah. She forgot to mention how sexy her teacher, Miss Kneeshaw was.

Aunt Betty kissed the girl on her open mouth while Jennifer remembered to put her tongue in her Aunt's mouth and let her suck on it.

Aunt Betty pushed her left hand under Jennifer's night shirt, and inched lower to the top of Jennifer's white panties. The young girl sucked in her breath, anticipating her aunt's next move, but Aunt Betty fooled her. She didn't move lower and masturbate Jennifer, but rather she leaned over, took the crotch of Jennifer's panties between her teeth and pulled.

Jennifer lifted her hips from the bed, reached down, stuck her thumbs under the waist band of her panties, and breathing heavily, helped her Aunt remove them.

Aunt Betty went on her knees between Jennifer's legs. She took Jennifer's panties and put them in the girls mouth to keep her from crying out. She then placed her hands, palms up, under her niece's buttocks and lifted until Jennifer's head, neck, and shoulders were resting on the bed. The young girl's legs rested on Betty's shoulders, and he pussy, spread wide, was before Betty's face.

Aunt Betty stared into her little darlings pussy, at the ragged edges of the torn hymen that she herself had ruptured when Jessica was only six, blaming it on a tricycle accident. (didn't we all) Already the labia was beginning to swell with engorged blood, the Clitoral hood, made larger by a swollen clitoris hiding under it, the sheen of lubricating fluids, seeping from the walls of a smooth vagina.

Aunt Betty positioned the young girl so that her legs pointed straight up, her feet pointing at the ceiling, legs wide, and her hands on her hips for added support. Jennifer was breathing heavily now, her eyes wide, her mouth gaping open with wild anticipation. And then, she felt her Aunt's warm breath on her pussy as she felt the tongue touch and caress her clitoral hood, coaxing out the small peanut that was her clitoris. Aunt betty licked from the girl's clitoris down toward her anus, stopping to suck the beads of wetness from swollen labia, and then to kiss and tongue the rough edges of the torn hymen before going inside of Jennifer's now gaping vagina.

Jennifer's arms were now flat on the bed, her hands clutching the bed sheets. Betty could hear low moaning and cries of pleasure, muffled by the panties in the child's mouth.

Aunt Betty's efforts were rewarded by the taste and smell of the juices flowing freely now from the child's vagina, seeping out of Jennifer, between her legs, lubricating her tight sphincter, allowing her Aunt to bury her tongue deep inside, causing Jennifer to have an earth shattering orgasm.

Jennifer went quickly to her back, inched down until her Aunt's pussy hovered over her face, then she coaxed Aunt Betty down until she felt, smelled and tasted her Aunt's pussy, where she buried her face, attempting to duplicate what her Aunt had just done to her with enough success to be rewarded by a face and mouth full of her Aunt's juices and cum.

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Barbara Cox awoke to find her sister in bed next to her, sound asleep. Barbara went to Jennifer's room to get her up for school. While Jennifer got dressed she wondered if her mother had detected the odor of cum in the room, or was it her imagination? An odor coming not from the room, but from her face and lips, and her own pussy which was now covered by the panties that her Aunt had put in her mouth. If there was indeed a thin sheen of her Aunt's cum on her face, she would leave it there as a present for Sarah.

She ate a quick breakfast of oatmeal and raisins, gulped down a glass of orange juice, put on her coat and back pack and dashed out of the house before her mother could kiss her good-bye.

She spied Sarah at the bus stop and ran up to her. The two girls went behind the bus stop shelter and kissed. Not a light peck like their first kiss, but a deep hungry kiss like Jennifer's aunt had thought her to do, and she thought to Sarah.

"Can you taste that?" Jennifer asked.

"Yeah, kinda. What is it? Are you wearin' perfume?"

Jennifer stuck out her chest proudly. "It's my Aunt's cum," she said, then went on to explain the events of the night before.

The two girls took their favorite seats in the back of the bus, chatting incessantly about Jennifer catching her Aunt and mom fucking, and then her Aunt's visit to her room, and how Jennifer told her Aunt about Sarah, and then what she and her Aunt did after that.

Finally, before arriving at school, Jennifer suggested that they take their panties off and put them in their back pack just in case they found someplace to play, like maybe under their desk, which they decided would be easier if they weren't wearing panties.

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They were the last two off the bus, and waited outside until the bus pulled away, leaving them standing alone, outside of the school, holding hands. Jennifer quickly, and surreptitiously threw her arms around Sarah's neck and kissed her on the lips. Longer and harder than their last kiss.

Ruth Olivia Kneeshaw was the girl's thirty year old plus teacher. Her initials were obviously ROK and that's how she initialed all school papers, including hall passes. She soon became known throughout the school as ROCKY', a nick name quite un-befitting of Ruth Olivia Kneeshaw. She was kind, loving, and a dedicated teacher.

Ruth Kneeshaw stood at her classroom window, observing the forbidden kiss on school grounds. There was still about ten minutes before the last school bus arrived and she had to open her classroom door, so she went into her supply closet and masturbated. To Ruth Kneeshaw, teaching third grade was like eating at a smorgasbord featuring young nubile girls.

To Be Continued.