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From: "Katie McN" <katiemcn@cutey.com>
Subject: {ASSM} RP "Aunt Becky" by Katie McN (Ff, rom, inc, first)
Date: Thu, 24 May 2001 22:10:05 -0400
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Aunt Becky

By Katie McN <katiemcn@cutey.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.

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@cutey.com>

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

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