Aunt Betty Loves Jennifer, Part 3

by Single Mom

Jennifer and Sarah arrived in the classroom to discover that Miss Kneeshaw had changed their seat assignment from two seats in the back of the classroom to two seats in the front row, directly in front of her desk where she could keep an eye on them. And that's what she did.

The girls weren't sure why, but they couldn't blink without Rocky noticing it. It wasn't fair, they had gone through the trouble of taking their panties off in the school bus without getting caught, and now, no way they could manage to rub pussies under the pedestal desk with Miss Rocky staring at them all day long.

The only good thing about today was that it was Friday, and her mom had agreed to let Sarah sleep over this weekend, so they were gonna get the chance to really do it in bed like grown ups did. The school day seemed to last forever since they weren't wearing panties and couldn't do anything about it with Rocky watching them all day long. Jennifer did manage to sneak a hand under her writing surface and at least touch her pussy now and then.

The ride home on the school bus was especially exciting. The two girls were so pent up with sexual frustrations, that they didn't care who was looking. They began to kiss passionately while rubbing each other's pussies, right there in front of God and everyone, without regard to the other students in the rear of the bus. By Monday afternoon, the entire school would know that they were lesbians, and they didn't care.

The only remaining problem was that Jennifer had slept with a grown up, and Sarah hadn't. Jennifer thought about it for some time, and had finally agreed to ask Aunt Betty if she would do it with Sarah.

"But—I wanna do it with somebody different, like your mom," Sarah protested.

"No way," Jennifer protested. "My mom would never go for it."

But after talking it over with Aunt Betty, who liked the idea, her Aunt developed a plan. Barbara was not a big drinker, and she couldn't drink Rum without getting horny. Barbara loved Pina Coladas and Bahama Mamas because they tasted like a fruit drink, and you didn't realize that you were drinking Rum until it was too late. (That's why they called Rum, Sneaky Pete.) And it couldn't hurt if Sarah ran around in her panties, and teased a little.

They all sat down to dinner, and then the girls went into Jennifer's room to play, while Aunt Betty fixed a Pina Colada for herself and her sister, going heavy on the rum for Barbara's drink. "So what do you think about Sarah?" Betty asked her sister.

"She seems nice, and I'm happy to see Jennifer making friends with people own age for a change." Hinting that Jennifer spent a little too much time with her Aunt Betty. Barbara was beginning to have her suspicions, but refused to believe that even her sister would stoop that far. None are so blind as those who refuse to see.

"And a cute ass too, right?" Betty offered.

As Barbara finished off her Pina Colada, she did in fact think that the child had a cute ass, but refused to acknowledge that to her sister. Betty switched drinks, and handed Barbara a Bahama Mama. "Only you would think about a child's ass," Barbara said.

"Oh come on, Sis, you're not dead. How could you not want to bury your face in that child's ass?"

"Wanting to and actually doing it are two different things," Barbara said, taking another long sip of her drink.

"But you admit that you want to?"

"No! I don't want to, I uh— I could never do that to a child, unlike some people I know."

Almost as if on cue, Sarah came out of the bedroom and announced, "Jennifer's asleep, but I'm not tired."

Barbara glanced at the young girl dressed in only her panties and asked, "Honey, where is your dress?"

"I took it off so it wouldn't get all wrinkled. Don't you like my panties?" The girl asked, glancing down at her white cotton panties with pink bunny rabbits printed on them.

They're very pretty," Barbara said, struggling to control her shaky voice.

"Do you wanna touch them? The bunnies I mean."

Barbara glanced over to where Betty was sitting and noticed that she had left the room. In spite of her efforts not to, Barbara reached out and pressed her hand against the bunny over Sarah's crotch.

Sarah giggled and shook her hips. "See, he likes it," she said.

Barbara placed her hands under Sarah's arms, then lifted her up and sat her on her left thigh. "Did you like it?" Barbara asked in a soft voice.

"Uh huh," Sarah said, rocking back and forth on Barbara's thigh, her own left thigh pressed against Barbara's couch.

Barbara slipped her hands down to Sarah's buttocks and began to control her movements. Sarah reacted by throwing her arms around Barbara's neck and kissing her hard on the mouth.

Barbara laughed. "You're a naughty little girl," she said.

"I know," Sarah giggled, then kissed her again, but this time she used her tongue as she thrust faster and harder on Barbara's thigh. "Do you like this?" Sarah asked breathlessly.

"Very much," Barbara answered just as breathlessly.

"I know how to do more you know, but we gotta go in your bed."

"Oh we do, do we?" Barbara smiled while lifting the child up in her arms and carrying her into her bedroom.

* * * * *

Sarah couldn't believe her luck. She was lying naked in bed with her young lover's mother, who was feeding her left breast to Sarah, who was in turn sucking violently on it. Barbara's left hand was on Sarah's buttocks as the two ground their pussies together, writhing and grinding, large clit rubbing against a smaller, but growing one.

Barbara couldn't believe what she was doing. She was fucking her daughter's young friend, and loving every minute of it. She was as bad as her sister, who she was sure was fucking her daughter at this very moment. The thought of it drove her to new heights of passion as she ground violently against Sarah's pussy, suppressing each arriving orgasm, not wanting this ever to end, as her lubricating juices mingled with those of her young lover's.

Sarah suddenly moved down her lover's front to her pubic mound as Barbara's legs sprung open to allow the child access to her clitoris and swollen labia. Sarah touched a clitoris that was much larger than hers, and she began to suck on it, taking it between her lips and flicking at it with her tongue, driving her lover to even greater heights of passion as witnessed by her loud cries and moans, signalling her sister and daughter in the adjacent room that she was now one of them. She had become her sister.

Unable to suppress even one more orgasm, Barbara arched her back, her hips came up off the bed, and her legs stiffened as she clamped Sarah's head between her thighs, and showered the girl's lips and face with a squirting orgasm unlike any she ever had before.

Young girl and woman lay side by side on the cum-drenched sheet, struggling to regain their breath. Sarah couldn't believe her good fortune; she had just had sex with a grown woman and had caused her to cum. Barbara on the other hand, couldn't believe what had just happened. She was brought to a thundering orgasm by a mere child. Her daughter's best fiend, and probably lover. Barbara knew that she was headed straight to hell, and she didn't care. She was suddenly seeing children, as well as her own daughter, in a different light. Children were to be loved and nurtured, and pleasured, and who could do that better than a mother.