Learning The Arts

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Samantha had an amazing life. Her mother had taught her many things about womanhood and now that she had reached it she felt ready to explore life. She had developed into a beautiful young lady and her mother had taken her time to teach her the nuances of what it was to thrive in that role and this was part of the reason her mother had approached her today. Her mother had a few little family secrets that she believed it was time for Samantha to learn.

*Samantha stepped out of her bath, toweling off her pale porcelain white skin. Her mother had taught her to protect her skin from the sun all of her life and she was thankful. Her hands glided over her smooth legs and the tips of her fingers brushed against the freshly shaven skin of her young pussy in sensual appreciation.

Her mother had also taught her many things about sensuality, like the value of her long black hair as a lure or how to use just enough makeup to not overpower but to enhance her beauty. She taught her how to act like a lady and how to treat a man so he would know he was loved. Samantha had grown into a confident and beautiful young woman.*

Samantha rubbed warm almond oil all over her skin and then wrapped a towel around herself just as her mother walked into the room. "Hello mother,"she said smiling.

"Hello sweetheart," mother said, "your Aunt Leslie and I would like you to come speak with us."

Samantha replied. "okay mother, I'll be out after I dress."

"It's okay Samantha you don't need to wait." *Her mother had *a hint of something in her tone.

Samantha was surprised but she obeyed and went to the living room with her mother. Her Aunt Leslie was reclining quietly in a soft black robe, sipping a glass of Cabernet. A glass on an end table had been poured and she offered it to Samantha who took it and sipped it gladly as her nerves picked up the atmosphere of the room.*

"Sit down sweetheart," *her mother said. "Aunt Leslie and I have some things we would like to talk to you about." Samantha sat down and looked at her mother. She and her Aunt were sisters but they look like twins and Samantha had taken after them . All three of them had gorgeous hourglass figures, long black hair and pale skin, though Samantha's hair had a natural curl which caused it to flow down her back in waves. The two elder ladies hair were straight, black, and just as long.*

It had become a tradition in their family for the women to pass down their secrets to their daughters. *What Samantha did not know was that they had more, sweeter secrets to pass down to her. Secrets that would change her life. Her mother began to speak, "My dear, I have taught you many things but there's something more that I need to teach you."

"It's time to teach you about pleasure. You need to know how to please a man and how to treat another woman, but it's not my place to teach you these things. I would like you to spend some time with Leslie and let her teach you the things that she and I have learned through the years ."

Samantha began to understand what it was her mother was getting at. She had known for many years that her mother and Aunt were very close, closer than most women ever get. She was nervous and her heart was racing a bit. Her mother had been hinting for weeks about subtle sexual things. She knew that Leslie was going to stay in their home for at least a few months and she began to wonder if her mother and her Aunt had planned this all along.

Samantha wondered what this plan really meant. She was not ignorant about sexual things, she had been with one boy but he was not very good. The night they spent together had turned out to be great for him but frustrating and unfullfilling for her. Here she was confronted with a whole new experience and she was not sure how to take it at first.

Samantha and her mother had always been very honest with one another so she stood up, holding her towel over her breast and spoke. "Mother, I think I know what you want me to learn. I've seen you and Aunt Leslie touching each other. I know that you are lovers."

Samantha's mother and Leslie looked at one another and smiled. Leslie spoke up, "Samantha my dear, would you be willing to take off your towel and let us look at you?"

Samantha thought her heart would burst out of her chest but she nodded her head slowly and let the towel drop to the floor. The room was very warm but Samantha's nipples became hard under the gaze of her mother and aunt. Her full firm breasts stood out as only a young girls would. Her skin was without blemish and pale white. Her hourglass figure tapered down to long slender legs.*

Samantha's mother spoke again, "Samantha if you are willing, I would like you to spend some time with Leslie. Just like our mother did for us we would like to bring you into womanhood with an advantage."

Samantha's mother and Aunt had become lovers at about Samantha's age. They had learned about sex and explored each other, eventually making their sexuality a priority and a study. Their mother, also bisexual had encouraged them and taught them.

Samantha thought for a few moments, but she knew she wanted this. She stepped toward her Aunt and said, "Auntie, I would like to learn from you. May I call you Leslie."

Leslie nodded and patted the couch so that Samantha would sit down next to her naked and ready to learn the arts of sexuality.

Samantha's mother smiled and left the room knowing her daughter was in loving hands.

 

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Leslie watched as her sister left the room. She still tasted the woman on her lips, remembered the times that they had spent together in this exact room. Her eyes were on the floor, as she contemplated the task which her sister had charged her with. Looking back up, she took in her nieces beautiful face; she felt the girl tremble, as she had trembled thirty years ago, when she sat next to her older sister and her mother.

Samantha was nude, her supple young body still damp from the shower. Leslie took a deep breath, smelling the oil the girl had rubbed on her body, but underneath the nutty fragrance was the girl’s natural scent. Leslie wrapped her arms around the young girls shoulder as Samantha sat down next to her.

“The first thing that you need to know is that you never, under any circumstances, need to do anything that makes you feel uncomfortable. Leslie spoke softly into her niece’s ear. “And things that you might be comfortable with one time may not be what you want the next time.” She held the girl closer, and kissed the girls forehead as she watched the girl nod.

“The second thing is, that you need to respect your partner’s wishes as well. Same as you, if they are not comfortable with the situation, then don’t force them.” Leslie continued her voice a soft purr.

Leslie was thrilled that her sister wanted her to help in the girl’s sexual awakening. The time she had spent with her own mother and sister was truly some of the most amazing times in her life. As she felt her niece shift under her arm, and stared into the girls big, bright eyes. She bent down to kiss the girl, and felt her reciprocate as their lips met.

“What would you like to learn first,” Leslie asked her mouth only inches away from her nieces lips.

 

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Samantha watched her mother leave and then looked at her Aunt thinking how stupid she felt completely naked. She wished she had a cover like her aunt, but she knew that something was going to happen here and deep inside she was excited.

She waited as her auntie talked, only half hearing the words as a thousand misgivings raced through her head. Ok, she thought, only if I'm comfortable. Ok, be considerate. Respect, right. Memories of her mother saying similar things flooded back to her.

What was her aunt going to do with her? Auntie Leslie was no longer auntie Leslie, she was suddenly a beautiful woman who Samantha trusted with all her heart, who was right here next to her, naked and... *

Without warning her aunt bent down and kissed her. Samantha felt her face get hot, her heart was thudding in her chest. Her Aunts lips were so soft. Samantha took a deep breath, realizing that this was Ok. This was a good thing. She relaxed and let it happen.

That was a turning point for her, just understanding that this woman loved her and she was safe. The kiss began to feel good. She had guessed that someday her beautiful sensual mother would teach her, she just never guessed the lessons would be first hand. She let her aunt kiss her, even plucked at her aunts lips with her own.

Her Aunt asked , “What would you like to learn first,” and Samantha's mind began to wonder a hundred different things. She felt her Aunts warm breath on her cheeks. She did not know how to answer so she defaulted to the first question that came to her mind.

"Auntie, may I call you Leslie? I mean if you're going to... If we... Umm, you know." She paused to think, but she wasn't thinking very well at the moment. "May I see you?"

Samantha blushed and bowed her head quickly in embarrassment. She was hardly breathing and her body was reacting in intoxicating ways.

 

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Leslie let go of Samantha’s shoulder, drawing back from the girls lips. She slid off of the sofa, and looked down at the girl, her eyes traveling over the nude lithe body. She slowly reached up to slip the strap of her red plunging gown off of her shoulder.

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“Yes Samantha, Leslie is fine.” She replied to the girl’s question. Leslie could see the girl tremble ever so slightly, as she slid the other strap down, exposing her breasts. Leslies marveled at how their bodies looked so similar. Her breasts were slightly smaller, but they were still full, the areola slightly darker than her skin and tipped with small coral nubs.

Leslie continued to slide the gown down across her taut stomach and over her full hips, before standing in front of her niece glad only in a small black g-string. The girl was blushing again, averting her eyes; Leslie reached out her hand to Samantha, and the girl took it and rose to her feet.

Leslie stepped back, her eyes admiring her nieces tight body, She slid around the girl, her gaze following every curve of her breast, then her back, and down along her buttocks. Her hand slid up the girls arm, and to her bicep, as she leaned again toward the girl, trailing kisses along her shoulder, then the back of her neck, and back to her shoulder. She marveled each time her lips touched the trembling flesh, the girls fragrance pleasantly assaulting her nose.

 

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It felt so good to have Leslie's soft lips against hers, but she stopped kissing Samantha and stood up. Samantha watched, spellbound as Leslie stood up right in front of her and slowly exposed her beautiful body, leaving only a tiny g-string covering her womanhood.

Samantha absorbed every inch of the view of this naked woman, so close that Samantha could touch her... if she had the courage.

Leslie stood tall, lithe and sensuous over her as she took the girls hand and helped her to her feet. Samantha could feel her gaze traveling over her body. She couldn't tell where or what her aunt was looking at, but she knew the eyes were touching every part of her body.*

Samantha could not raise her eyes from the floor. She shivered as Leslie's hands traveled lightly up her arm and she walked around Samantha. Her knees were weak and yet somewhere deep inside her every bit of this felt good. She did not know what to do, but she knew that did not matter.*

Her breathing was soft, but rapid as Leslie kissed her shoulder, her neck. Instinctively, she laid her head back, and leaned back against her aunt letting part of her weight be held. She wanted the kisses, the feeling of her lips on her body was exquisite.

Without thinking she turned around and pressed herself into Leslie's arms, closed her eyes and kissed her, but suddenly she realized what she was doing and broke the kiss. She opened her eyes and looked into Leslie's. She was afraid and exhilarated. She was shy and yet ready.

"Leslie." she whispered, but she did not know what else to say. She sighed and put her hands on Leslie's shoulders and waited, unsure of herself and knowing that she wanted more.*

Sensations started to take over as she looked down and saw her breasts pressed against Leslie's, their nipples touching. She watched her own grow to harder, tight little buds. She felt her thigh touching one of Leslie's thighs. She shivered again not knowing what to do.*

 

[hereiam_1971]

Leslie caught the girl as she pressed back against her kisses and caresses. She felt the trepidation in the girl’s body, but also sensed curiosity and excitement. She slowly teased the girl’s shoulders with her kiss, tasting the delicate flesh, as she breathed in the nuttiness of the girl’s body oil. Her long fingers gently brushed along the girls biceps, lightly kneading the toned muscles.

Samantha reacted, leaning her head back, her dark tresses pressed against Leslies forehead, and Leslie raised her lips from the girls shoulder to place a tender kiss on the top of her head. She felt the girl move under her hands, and she turned and pressed against Leslie.

They were almost the exact height, and the girls pert, hard nipples pressed against her own, Samantha’s thigh pressing against hers. The girl’s young body felt exquisite, and Leslie purred as she felt Samantha’s arm wrap around her, pulling her in.

The girl pressed her lips against Leslies, silencing her throaty murmur. She kissed Samantha back, the girl still tasted of wine and Leslie savored the press of her soft lips against her own. Teasingly, she flicked the full lips with her tongue, and when Samantha’s parted slightly, Leslie heard herself sigh in delight.

At the sound, Samantha drew back, a bright flush reddening her porcelain cheeks. Their eyes met and she heard the girl whisper her name. In response, she smiled at her niece, the girls eyes flashing downward; Samantha’s manner beautifully awkward. The girl’s cheeks continued to darken, and Leslie followed her eyes as Samantha lowered her head.

She saw immediately what had captivated the girl’s attention. Their breasts were barely touching, her own swollen nipple grazing against her nieces pale coral pebbles. Sensing the girl’s trepidation, Leslie pressed forward, her hand sliding between them, and she gently ran her thumb over the girls raised nub.

“Lovely,” Leslie breathed, “You are so lovely, my dear.”

The nipple was taut, and she saw the girl react as she brushed over it. Her eyes were now on Samantha, who in turn was focused on her hand. Leslie kept her touch light, grazing the coral tit, before running her fingernail across the pink flat tip. The girl trembled, and Leslie pressed her lips again against the maiden’s dark head.

Again the girls scent sent tingles through Leslie’s body. Her desire to taste this lovely creature pushed her past her sense of caution, and knelt in front of her niece, bringing her lips to the girl’s breast; find the nipple with her tongue. She traced along its contour, feeling the minute wrinkles and ridges. She heard Samantha draw in her breath, and she slid her mouth from one delicate breast to the other. Leslie’s hand slipped around her niece, and pressed against the small of the girls back. Again she flicked out her tongue, gently running it around the delicate morsel, before capturing it with her lips.

 

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The familiar feeling of adrenaline coursed through Samantha's body, or was it something else? It was also new and foreign to her, but she wanted it to continue. She realized that the path was here, now.*

She took a deep breath, trying to relax, and remembering subtle little things that her mother had said over the past weeks, "Pleasure is better when you can relax. Breathing always helps."
She realized clearly now that this had been planned by her mother and aunt, and she loved them for it.

She watched as the womans hand cupped her breast and teased at her nipple. She again reminded herself to breath. Her nipples felt so tight, so hard, and the gentle touch was exquisite.

“Lovely,” Leslie breathed, “You are so lovely, my dear.” she heard somewhere in the fog of her new reality. She blushed even more, knowing that the womans eyes were on her. She was unable to look up at her but instead watched her aunt graze her nipple with her fingernail. She wanted to moan but held It back. Instead it came out as a barely audible whimper that embarrassed her.

The beautiful womans attentions had completely enveloped Samantha's mind, and as she knelt down in front of Samantha and licking at her nipple, Samantha did not look away, but instead looked into the womans eyes. Leslie wrapped an arm around her and held her close as her mouth moved to her opposite nipple, licking and then... *the lips surrounded her.

Samantha's knees grew weak and she bent them leaning in to the womans mouth, wanting to feel more as she whispered in as loud a voice as she was capable of at that moment, "Please, please, yes..." She had no coherent intent to speak, but she knew that her message was sent as she lost her balance and was forced to her knees in front of the beautiful woman who had her spellbound and the exquisite lips were torn from her tit.

She did not think but begged quietly, "Please Auntie, please don't stop." and she grabbed the womans head pulling it, pleading, in the direction of her breasts as her fingers tangled in the long black hair. She realized what she was doing and let go, sliding her hands down to the womans shoulders and back, subconsciously loving the feel of her soft skin.

She leaned back, holding on to the woman as the lips returned to her nipples and then Samantha let herself go. A deep, long, impassioned moan escaped from her and this time she was not embarrassed but allowed it to be heard, wanting the woman to know exactly how she felt.*

 

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Leslie felt the girls heart beat, as her lips surrounded her hard nipple. She gently flicked her tongue over the nub, and when she pressed against it, the pink flesh throbbed. Her eyes flashed up, and she saw her niece had closed her eyes, her mouth slightly open. She pressed her lips harder around the nipple and pulled back slightly, elongating the flesh.

She felt the girl press into her, offering her breast to her warm wet mouth. Her free hand slid up the girl’s body to gently roll the other nipple. She felt Samantha’s knees start to bend and heard her soft voice pleading for more.

Leslie felt the girl loose her balance, and caught her niece as she slid to her knees. The women were once again on the same level and she found herself staring into Samantha’s eyes. Again Samantha’s voice came, a sexy yearning evident as she cried “Please Auntie, please don't stop." Leslie was already leaning down to taste the other nipple, when the girl grabbed the back of her head and pulled her to her chest.

She felt Samantha’s fingers in her hair, and felt her pull on her tresses unconsciously, her fingers twisted in her locks. Leslie again had Samantha’s nipple in her mouth, but she was not longer being as tender. She sucked hard on the nub, her tongue running in circles around it, her teeth brushing against the tender flesh. Her nieces moan echoed in her ears as the girls body trembled, this time not with trepidation but with excitement.

Her hand was still in the small of the girls back, and she slowly slid it lower, feeling the taut buttocks and shapely thighs. Hungrily, she switched breasts again, her free hand pushing one breast against her face as she sucked in on the perfect peak of the other one. Leslie felt the girl’s hands wrap tighter in her hair, as Samantha’s throaty moan grew louder.

Leslie teased slowly along the bottom of the girls buttock, as she fought the girls hand and let the girls nipple loose, a small silvery strand of saliva extending from her tongue to Samantha’s nipple. She forced her head up, and found the girls lips again, and as her own lips touched them, Leslie found Samantha’s mouth open this time; no trepidation. She pressed in hard, and felt Samantha pushing back. Their tongues met, Samantha’s tentative for just a moment, before the became entangled.

This time it was Leslie's turn to sigh, as she felt her nieces tongue press into her mouth. Samantha’s hands were still in her hair, twisting, the pain accentuated by the passion they shared. Leslie let go of the girls ass, and wrapped both arms around her niece, their breasts pressing together as they continued the deep kiss.

 

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Leslie's mouths magic was all Samantha could think about. The beautiful woman sucked harder and harder on her nipples and alternately pinched and twisted whichever did not have the current favor of her talented mouth. Samantha wanted to be quiet but it felt too good. She knew the woman wanted her to let go and she struggled to do just that. As the moments passed the intensity grew within Samantha and she held Leslie against her breast moaning in the purest form of communication she had available.

Leslie's hand traveled down her back to grasp Samantha's ass and the girl could not resist pushing back against it in a gesture of desire. The hand crept along her thigh and over the contours, kindling the realization that her auntie was not only interested in her nipples.

Leslie broke away from the exquisite attention to her nipples and kissed Samantha. Samantha felt the need to show the woman how much she wanted this, and reciprocated the kiss, swirling and pressing her tongue into her aunts mouth, swirling over and around between her lips. The woman held her tight and Samantha was overwhelmed by the soft touch of so much skin. Having never kissed so passionately, her whole world was changing and she embraced it, communicating it with her kiss, showing her aunt that she was willing.

*Samantha was unsure of what to do but this was a chance to learn. Following her aunts lead, she pulled away from her lips and kissed her shoulder leaning down and gathering courage to touch the womans breasts. As she thought of it, her anxiety returned. Her breasts were beautiful and round. Her nipples, darker than her own were hard little pebbles, wrinkled and tight.

She looked up at her aunt for reassurance before tracing her hands up along the side of both of her aunts breasts. She wrapped her hands around them marveling at how lovely and perfect they felt. Her rush to go forward was slowed by her lack of confidence. Her courage faltered for a moment until the warmth growing in her spurred her on. She imitated Leslie's actions as she licked one nipple and then sucked it into her mouth. She massaged the other and pressed her palm
over the top, sliding the little bud down between her fingers as she instinctively suckled the other. She listened and felt for a reaction from her aunt but then stopped and looked up at her with a quiet, shy tone in her voice she said, "Auntie...umm, Leslie. I want to show you how good It feels. Am I doing it right?"

She looked down again at the beautiful mounds of flesh as she rocked back off of her knees, and curled her legs under herself sitting down in front of the woman while looking up at her again. She placed her hands over the womans breasts, trailing over the contours, lifting them, playing the tips of her fingers over the nipples, all the while checking the look on the womans face. She leaned forward and kissed a nipple again, sucking it into her mouth and suckling as she'd done before, and enjoyed.

Another new sensation was growing. Samantha felt a heat between her legs just like the few times she had touched herself, but this time it was rooted deeply in the passionate intensity of the moment rather than mere physical touch.

 

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Leslie let out a small moan of frustration as her beautiful niece’s lips came away from her own. But then the girl tentatively pressed her lips against her cheek, Leslie tilted her head, and her nieces lips slowly slid down the side of her face, her neck, and her shoulders. Leslie’s skin reacted to the touch of the girls, prickling slightly as the girl’s warm lips traced her body.

Samantha stopped at the swell of her breast, her eyes looking up at her. Leslie smiled and nodded her body taut as she anticipated the girl’s mouth on them. “Please, Samantha,” she whispered, seeing the girl trying to build up her courage. Again the girl’s eyes flashed to her face, watching her lips as she pleaded with her niece.

Then Leslie watched as her niece cautiously flicked her tongue out, and slid it around her hard nipple. The girl’s tongue was wet and warm, and the sensation sent shivers through Leslie’s body. Then she felt Samantha’s lips close around the thick nub, and she replicated Leslies own actions, flicking her tongue gently across her teat. Leslie let out a small sound of pleasure. Hannah sucked in lightly on the nipple, before letting it loose, and looking up at her, her voice quiet as she asked. "Auntie...umm, Leslie. I want to show you how good It feels. Am I doing it right?"

Leslie could only nod, the intimacy of the situation holding her momentarily speechless. Samantha shifted, sitting in front of her, Samantha’s long soft fingers were already back at her breasts, touching, caressing and Leslie again let out a soft noise. Finally finding her voice, she replied. “Yes dear… What you are doing… Baby, it feels so good.”

Her words seemed to transform the girl. Leslie leaned forward onto one hand letting her breasts sway in front of the girl’s mouth. Samantha had already cupped one breast, pushing the mound towards her lips, and clamping on the nipple, sucking in delightfully. Leslie couldn’t help but slip her free hand to the girl’s breast, gently rolling the nipple before she brushed the breast with the back of her finger, letting it trail down, across the girl’s taut stomach.

Leslie heard Samantha let out her own sound of pleasure, and felt the girl squirm as she sat. Leslie’s finger continued down the girls’ body, to the soft bare mound. The skin was so soft, slightly tacky from the oil. Rotating her hand, she trailed her thumb across the girls’ hairless mons and felt the heat from the fiery furnace between her legs.

Samantha switched to the other throbbing nipple, her mouth quelling the heat Leslie felt in her breast. Again, she moaned softly and flicked her thumb against the girls clit, feeling the wetness that was already seeping from Samantha’s sex. Slowly, Leslie rubbing in a clockwise circle, feeling Samantha’s reaction, the way she seemed to catch her breath around Leslie’s slick nipple, the low moan from deep in Samantha’s throat which vibrated her nipple deliciously.

 

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It was not long, as Samantha picked up on the effect she was having on Leslie, before Leslie's pleasure began to translate directly into Samantha's own pleasure. Samantha became even more aroused as the womans moans and desires seemed to reach inside her, calling of her, making her want to please this beautiful woman and bring her pleasure just as much, or more than the woman was bringing her. This was only enhanced further as she heard, “Yes dear… What you are doing… Baby, it feels so good.”

She explored the beautiful mounds of flesh without reservation, spurred on by her aunts words, suckling in the throws of an intimacy she had never known.The woman leaned forward, supporting herself with one hand as she began playing with Samantha's nipple again, only she didn't linger long, she trailed her hand down over Samantha's stomach toward the growing heat between her thighs.

Samantha lost focus on all else, and it seemed like the rest of the world became totally irrelevant as the womans fingers made contact with her sensitive, nearly virgin smooth mound. Samantha moaned in response to the woman, but then she felt a finger slip between the sensitive folds of her most intimate treasures and brush over her clit.*

Her whole body reacted, tensing in pleasure. She realized that she had forgotten her attentions to the sweet womans breast and she was simply sucking very hard as she focused on sensations between her thighs. The fingers swirled slowly over her clit and it was all she could do to breath. Her lips became still, with her aunts nipple perched between them and the girls breaths came in gasps.

Samantha began sucking again, not wanting to lose that contact with her aunt, but she could not resist angling her body, spreading her legs with a small cry of pleasure as the finger circled her button as she had come to call it in her self exploration. She arched her hips, losing her ability to focus on her aunt as she laid her cheek against her aunts breast and pushed her flaming pussy into her aunts hand.

Somewhere in the back of her mind she heard herself whimpering and begging for more, but her only consciousness was the growing urges Leslie was bringing to her young pussy. She had never been so turned on as she felt her own wetness drip down her slit over her little bums entrance becoming a cool sensation as the rooms air came in contact with it. Her innate response was to spread her legs wider and give herself fully to anything this woman was willing to do to her. In her mind, her own desires became both unimportant and all consuming.

She felt as if she no longer belonged to herself.*

 

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Leslie felt the girl grow wet as she continued to dally with her clit. She smiled as she felt Samantha draw in a sharp breath, her niece’s lips still brushing her own nipple. Resisting the urge to reach further down, and taste the juices that the girl was emitting, she instead brought her thumb to catch the girl’s clit, every time feeling Samantha react as the waves shot through her body. As Leslie continued to push the girl closer and closer she felt her mouth fall lax against her breast. Looking down she saw the girls eyes closed and her mouth slightly open; the coral nub of her own nipple wet with Samantha’s saliva, a small silvery strand coming from her tongue to the nub.

As her young partner began to adjust beneath her, Leslie brought her back straight. Her finger still manipulating the sensitive little nub of her niece’s clit, she watched the girl begin to quiver beneath her. The small breasts were falling back, spreading as Samantha lay further down, her back now touching the plush carpet of the floor, her legs splaying open to reveal the smooth pink folds of Samantha’s sex, glistening with the fluids from her sensual pussy.

Leslie slowly brushed her finger down the slick slit, feeling her niece’s wetness on the back of her index finger. Sliding her knees apart, she opened herself up to her nieces gaze. The small black thong she wore was darker along the gusset, where her own vagina secreted its nectar. She found the girls breast again, her fingers gently caressing the nubs, as she brought her other finger back up the girls slit, before bring the finger to her lips and making sure that her nieces was watching her, slid the finger into her mouth tasting Samantha.

Without a word she bent over and pressed her lips against her nieces, remnants of the girls honey on her lips. She felt the Samantha’s tongue run cautiously over her lips, tasting herself for the first time. Her hand was already back at the girls sex, this time sliding along the slit to find the soft opening. Her finger danced along the smooth wet flesh and slit into the girl; through the kiss Leslie felt Samantha react, Samantha’s body gave a little twitch and her tongue pushed down hard against Leslie’s lips.

Leslie pulled the finger out until just the tip was pressing between Samantha’s slick lips, the pushed back in, farther this time, her finger curling as it glided along the upper wall of the girls vagina. Again, she felt Samantha react, her back arching slightly, pushing her breasts upward. Leslies again slid the finger out, and back to her nieces clit, diddling the little nub until she heard the girl moan.

 

[Stephanie4play]

Samantha's eyes were half closed as she focused on the intense feelings between he legs. Her aunt seemed to know just where and how to touch to make her feel things she had never felt before. She did not know what to do so she simply opened her legs wider, wanting to let Leslie have free reign over her body.*

Leslie opened her legs as well and Samantha could see the outline of her slit through the thin fabric. Dark wetness told Samantha that what she was experiencing was shared and reminded her that her own pleasure was not all that was to be desired here.

Leslie took her hand away from Samantha's pussy and the girl almost begged her aunt not to stop but she was mesmerized as her aunt held her gaze and brought the wet finger to her lips. Samantha could see by the look in her aunts eyes that she was enjoying the tastes of her finger and it stirred her to think that her aunt enjoyed her in that way. As her Aunts hand traveled back where Samantha badly wanted it to be, Leslie leaned over smiling and pressed her lips to Samantha's. A light musky aroma hit her nose and Samantha realized it was her own. She sucked on her aunts bottom lip exploring the unfamiliar taste.*

A new effect grew in Samantha. She told herself consciously that she wanted as much of her aunt that she could get, and that she would yield to anything and everything that she and her mother had plotted to teach her. She knew suddenly that this was meant to be, that she was either a lesbian or at the very least would always desire the touch of another woman.

Samantha placed a hand over her aunts on her pussy, aligning her fingers with her aunts, arching so that she could reach deeper into herself and mimicking everything her aunt was doing to her young pussy. She felt her entire insides stirring, instinctively she tensed her muscles and she could feel the muscles of her pussy tightened on hers and her Aunts fingers. She started moaning continuously and she pressed her hips into their hands.

The feelings in her pussy intensified in ways she had never felt. She had brought herself to orgasm in the past, but this was deeper, more intense, and she felt like she was losing control.*

She gasped at her aunt, looking her in the eyes and not breaking the connection of their gaze. She moaned, almost screamed, "Please auntie, don't stop," then she took a deep breath and let go as she began to experience her first truly good orgasm of her life with both hers and her aunts fingers pumping in and out of her pussy, curling around, pressing and rubbing firmly inside of her pubic bone and rubbing tenderly over her clit.

Samantha's body writhed against her aunts until after what seemed like forever the sensations died away and became a pleasant glow that reached to the girls toes. She nuzzled against her aunt, placing her head in her lap and raising her head to gently suck and play at her aunts breasts as she spent a moment in relaxed bliss. She looked at her aunt lovingly and thankful.

As the next minutes passed, Samantha spoke up, "Leslie, will you teach me more. I want to make you feel that way too." She shivered at the thin layer of sweat that had developed on her body as she anticipated her aunts response and began wanting to explore her aunts body in places and ways that were entirely new to the girl.

 

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Leslie pushed her finger back into her niece’s pussy, pressing in deep, curling it upward, brushing against the girl’s g-spot. She felt the girl’s body throb as Samantha’s breath caught and became ragged. Leslie felt Samantha, slide her hand on top of her own, followed quickly by the girls own finger joining hers in the girl’s contracting vagina.

Leslie pushed in, leading her nieces’ finger deeper into the girl’s slick sex. She marveled at how fast the girl’s finger followed hers, stretching the tight canal. The girl’s vagina clamped down hard on their fingers, as Samantha’s voice came, barely audible, her forced breathing almost overpowering her soft voice, "Please auntie, don't stop."

Leslie curled her finger again, pressing gently against the girl’s g-spot, and felt the reaction, the girl’s already tight tunnel, pressing even harder against the intruding fingers. Leslie murmured her reply, her eyes watching her nieces face. “Yes my dear…” She slid her finger across the sensitive spot, the girls face tightened as her eyes closed in ecstasy. “Cum for me baby… Cum for your Aunt Leslie.”

Leslie had now repositioned herself, at some point she had turned perpendicular to her neice, her knees thrusting forward as she leaned back on her ankles. Her nieces head was nestled in her lap and she was reaching across the girl’s body to access her wet slit. Samantha was in the throws of an orgasm now, her back arched, her head pressing down hard against Leslie’s thighs.

Leslie now was almost pistoning her finger in and out of the girl, Samantha’s own finger no longer exploring, but acted as a guide to Leslie’s finger, pushing the digit against the top of her niece’s warm wet pussy. Leslies thumb was rubbing the girl’s clit now, giving Samantha a second source of pleasure to draw her orgasm from.
She continued, even through as Samantha’s body stopped its convulsions, and her back slid back to the floor. Leslie’s rhythm slowed and she gently removed her finger from the girl, feeling the warm fluids that Samantha had emitted. She heard the girl sigh in contentment as the orgasm subsided.

Leslie stroked the girl’s hair, as Samantha pressed her head in her lap. The girl rolled onto her side and slid up Leslie’s body, finding her breasts and gently running her tongue around Leslies stiff nipples. Leslie felt her excitement grow, as the girl began to take control of her body. With a sexy sigh, Samantha asked her. "Leslie, will you teach me more. I want to make you feel that way too."

Leslie slid her knees to the side as she slid down to face her niece. Her lips found the girl’s and she kissed the girl for a brief moment. Breaking the kiss, she whispered, “I want you to make me feel that way too baby.” Her mouth pushed forward again, tasting the girl’s lips as her arms wrapped around her niece’s neck, her hands brushing into the Samantha’s dark hair.

Again Leslie broke the kiss, and slid forward on her hands and knees. She felt the girl’s eyes slide down her back and down to her ass, the string of the thong pressing between her round buttocks. She looked to her right, catching her niece’s eyes and said, her voice sultry “take off my panties, please Samantha…” she paused, a dirty thought flashing through her mind, “and then fuck me, baby.”

 

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Samantha did not wait, she was anxious and curious. She hooked a finger into the panties and slid them down to her aunts knees, helping her aunt remove them from each leg.

If Samantha had any misgiving about her interactions with her aunt before, they had melted away very quickly with the sensations that the woman had just rained down on her. She looked over Leslie, down on her hands and knees and smiled at the look on her aunts face. This was the time. This beautiful woman wanted her.

Samantha had never seen a woman from this angle before except in the occasional picture or video she happened to see. Her aunts body was beautiful and smooth. Samantha looked over the curve of her ass and admired the curvaceous way her legs widened and curved around over her ass, coming together to form a sensual V, echoed below by the V of her legs coming together in the dark wet flesh of her beautiful pussy. It looked like the petals of a flower, opened and in bloom. Wet dew dripped from the folds of dark flesh. Her tight little bum hole was exposed. Samantha gazed, enraptured before she even thought about touching.

She placed her hands on the outside of the womans thighs, running her hands up and onto her cheeks. She knelt down behind her aunt and though about what her aunt had done to her. She slipped her index finger between the tender folds of her inner labia and pressed. The petals parted readily and her finger penetrated into the woman. Samantha was amazed at the ease of how it entered her, and though she knew the heat of her own depths, the heat of this woman surprised her. She pulled her finger her out and it was covered with the silken fluid of her aunt.

She looked up at her aunt who was still looking back tentatively licked the tip of it as her aunt had done. It was pungent and sweet. She put her finger into her mouth and sucked the fluids off of it. At first her body seemed to reject the idea, but moments later she realized the the sweet musky flavor was lovely.

She gently placed her fingers back inside her aunt, curling her fingers up around her pubic bone and realized a second finger would please her aunt just as it had her, so she pushed another finger inside and began working it. She watched her fingers slip in and out, coated with the womans juices. She felt the pussy muscles squeezing her fingers and watched as Leslie's bum squeezed tight each time.

She became fascinated at her aunts physical reactions and realized she was simply repeating the same motion over and over. Her aunt was reacting as though she loved it but the girl knew she could do more.

True to form for the apprentice that she had suddenly become, she asked, "Auntie, what can I do to make it better?"

 

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Leslie’s body trembled in anticipation, as she felt her niece’s hands slide up her body. Samantha’s hands were warm and soft, their touch sent shivers through the skin where they touched. Then she felt the girl’s fingers hook into her panties, and she let her niece draw the cloth down her long legs, baring her wet sex. As she raised her knee off the ground to let the band slide under her knee.
Leslie felt her desire grow, as Samantha paused, when she turned to watch the girl, she saw that Samantha was tracing her body with her eyes, her hands hesitating. Leslie caught Samantha’s eyes, and gave her a reassuring nod and once again she felt her nieces hands on her body, on her thighs, and finally to the furnace between her legs. Then the girl slowly, deliberately slid her finger into her. She let out a small gasp as Samantha’s digit penetrated the folds of her sex, burrowing into her warm tunnel.

Samantha delicately explored her tight tunnel, the finger probing lightly, hesitantly, but it felt so right. Leslie turned her head to watch her niece as she investigated her most private area. When Samantha gently withdrew the finger, Leslie caught the coy look her niece gave her, as the girl licked down the bottom of her own finger, tasting Leslie’s fluids. Leslie watched in rapture as the girl’s taste buds sampled her, and was pleased when her niece sucked in her entire digit.

“Samantha, honey, you are so beautiful and sexy,” Leslie breathed, “That felt so delicious.” As she spoke, she felt the girls finger return, sliding deeper into her awaiting vagina. Her breath caught and she pushed back on her niece’s finger, pushing the digit deeper into her. She purposely squeezed gently on the girls finger, as is curled forward, grazing her inner walls. Then Leslie felt a second finger slide in beside the first, the subtle stretching of her walls, caused her to coo lightly and she closed her eyes, her pleasure mounting.

When she opened her eyes again Leslie saw Samantha watching her face. The girl was noting her reactions and Leslie felt the things that felt especially right occurring over and over. Again she closed her eyes, and let the girl explore. Leslie continued to rock back and forth, her niece’s fingers continuing to open her up, and graze across that spot so deep inside of her.

"Auntie, what can I do to make it better?" Samantha’s voice made her open her eyes. She saw that the girl had slid closer, her breasts almost touching Leslie’s thighs, as the slim fingers filled her. Leslie slid back, and rose up to meet her nieces inquiring eyes, those wonderful fingers pushed in to the webbing between Samantha’s fingers.

“Baby,” Leslie replied, “You are doing awesome, you are making me feel so good.” Leslie slid to her hip, still trapping her niece’s fingers inside of her. Her legs splayed in front of the girl and she reached to gently grasp the girl’s wrist, holding it pressed against her. “I have so many more things to show you, we’ve only touched the surface. There are many ways to make love to a woman.” She felt her breath catch as the girls fingers continued to move, deep inside of her pussy.

Leslie continued, “A lot of things you don’t just do on the first time. For me, making love is touching, feeling, and tasting.” She gave her niece a bold smile as she emphasized the word. “You already are watching for what makes me feel good, and that’s one of the most important elements. There is no wrong thing to do, and if you get into something that makes me uncomfortable, I’ll let you know.”

She continued to watch her niece’s eyes; they were bright and Leslie could see true curiosity in them. She smiled as she released the girl’s wrist and let her begin to slowly piston her fingers back in and out again. “I won’t break Samantha.”

 

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Samantha listened carefully to the woman whose warm flesh had enveloped her fingers, watching almost hypnotized as she turned herself and lay down in front of Samantha with her legs spread wide and held her wrist with fingers tightly inside, deep inside the beautiful pink folds of woman flesh.

What she learned was that she was to pay attention to her lover, and watch her, and listen so that she knew what her lover desired and needed. This was a massage that her mother had built up in her all of her life, and to Samantha it was intuitive.

What she heard next was like the cracking of a whip to her ears. "I won’t break Samantha."

She pulled her fingers out of her aunt and then firmly pushed them in again, remembering how her aunt had curled her fingers up against her pubic bone. She began a slow but firm rhythm, pushing her fingers up under the bone and pulling them all the way out as she watched Leslie s hips respond to her motion.

With her other hand she reached over and began playing with the thin inner lips that splayed open for her fingers, touching and playing and beginning to truly enjoy the reactions she was creating in this woman. She knew now that she was bringing her aunt the same pleasure her aunt had brought to her.

She thought of what had set her off, and began running the slick fingers of her free hand over her aunts clit, softly at first and as her aunt reacted more and more, she pressed a little more firmly and more quickly. Before she realized it she and her aunt were in tune with each other and she could feel her aunts pussy tighten on her fingers. The sounds alone told Samantha that something was about to happen.

Samantha watched her aunts face and held her rhythm, wanting this as much as her aunt.

 

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As her words still hung in the air, Leslie felt the girls fingers slowly slide out of her soaking sex. She looked into her nieces eyes, then let out a small gasp as the girl slid them back in, her motions more hurried more forceful. Leslie lifted herself up off her leg slightly, allowing the girl move clearance to her pussy. She breathed out softly, “Yes, Samantha, that is so good.”

She caught Samantha’s smile as the girl curled her fingers inside of her, touching that special spot deep along her vagina. She gasped again, releasing her air in a small moan as Samantha found it, sending a pulse of intense pleasure through her body, she leaned back on her arm, holding her body up, as she pushed back on the invading fingers.

Then Leslie felt her nieces free fingers begin to explore other parts of her sex, the touch light, but reassuring at the same time. The fingers in her were starting to push in and out faster, each time grazing along the front of her soft walls sending jolts of pleasure through her body. Leslie let her eyes close as fingers found her clit, rolling the little nub and pushing her closer and closer to release.

“Yes… Yes… Yes,” Leslie panted, her hips rolling and pushing back against the slim fingers invading her cunt. “Yes… Samantha,” She breathed out her nieces name as the girl continued to use her fingers to bring her over the edge. “Fuck Samantha,” she uttered, her eyes popping open and staring into the large bright eyes of her beautiful lover.

As their eyes met, Leslie felt herself give to; the girls fingers brushed again against her g-spot and she felt her pussy clamp down hard on the girls slim fingers, trapping them in her warm wet tunnel. The fingers on her clit continued their tattoo and she bucked her hips upwards, feeling them press against the nub. Leslie let her arm give way and she lay back down on her side, her body shaking from the girls ministrations, as Samantha continued to push her body into throes of pleasure.

Leslie felt herself flood, cum from her already sopping pussy oozing out around her nieces fingers, and running down her lips and across her sensitive anus and down onto the carpet. She continued to throb, impaled until the orgasm subsided. She lay breathless for a second, her eyes focused on the beautiful chandelier which hung unlit above them. She slowly became aware that her niece had sat up slightly, and when she looked down her body she could see the girl watching her still, a look of concern on her pretty face.

Leslie breathed in deep, feeling an immense satisfaction. She slid her body forward, feeling the girls fingers slide out of her sex. Rolling on her side, she sat back up, and turned to the girl, taking her hand by the wrist and putting the cum soaked fingers in her mouth, relishing her own flavor. She again looked into Samantha’s eyes, before letting the fingers slide from between her lips, the same way they had just emerged from her labia.

“Thank you baby,” she said softly, before leaning forward to cup the girls head in her hand, drawing her over, finding her lips with her own. She stayed gentle with the kiss, not one of passion but one of love; her lust momentarily receding. Leslie pulled back so barely an inch separated their mouths, and she murmured again, “Thank you Samantha, that was wonderful.”

 

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Samantha's experience became purely about her aunt as she began to gain more confidence. She saw simple primal pleasure taking control of her aunt and saw herself as the source of that pleasure. Giving pleasure to her aunt took on a force, equal if not the same as her orgasm had been for her.

Samantha felt her own pussy even more aroused than before as Leslie had guided her to her first real orgasm. As her aunts voice expressed pleasure, it fueled Samantha own pleasure and she focused on her aunt, driving her fingers in and out of her pussy.

“Fuck Samantha,” she heard her aunts voice dripping with passion between moans and she realized that this was exactly what she was doing, fucking this woman and it was all she really wanted to do. She knew it when her aunt started to orgasm. She felt attuned to it, she felt like it was a gift she was giving to her aunt and in the end all she wanted to do was give.

The silken fluid of Leslie's pussy began oozing between her fingers, coating her hand. She looked at her pussy, watching the thin pink folds of her lips react to her fingers. stretching and spreading as she pulled her fingers out. She watched them envelope her fingers as she shoved her fingers back inside the soft, tight tunnel.

Samantha realized that these fluids that she was seeing, smelling, hearing were her nectar hat her aunt had wanted her to taste, and she envisioned herself licking those folds of flesh as the womans hips bucked and responded to Samantha's magic.

As her aunt calmed down, Samantha could not stop thinking about it. Her aunt grabbed he wrist, holding it tight and Samantha loved the sensation as the woman directed her hand to her own lips and sucked her own sweet juices from the girls fingers. Samantha thought the whole time of the sweetness that must still be coating the womans pussy.

“Thank you baby,” Leslie said softly, before leaning forward to cup the girls head in her hand, drawing her over, finding her lips. It was a gentle loving kiss. Leslie pulled back so barely an inch separated their mouths, and she murmured again, “Thank you Samantha, that was wonderful.”

Samantha leaned forward and nestled her head against her aunts bare shoulder, feeling her breasts against her chin. She wrapped her arms under her aunts and held her close and tight, and lay here for a long few moments just feeling her aunts breath slow down.

But it was still there, that beautiful glistening nectar. Samantha placed a hand on her aunts breast, too shy to look up at her and declare her thoughts. Her words reflected her trepidation as she held herself even closer to her aunt and slid the hand from Leslie's breast down her abdomen and slid it over her inner thigh just below her pussy. She felt the slick juices coating her aunts thigh as words came out of their own volition, "Auntie, may I taste you? Not just on your fingers, I want to really taste you."

Still unable to look up she waited for permission as she slid her hand up toward her groin and reached a finger under her aunt and slid it along her slit between the folds of her swollen labia drawing her honey onto her finger tip and bringing to her own lips where she licked it like one would lick an ice cream cone.

"Please auntie, let me be good for you. I don't want this to end." her voice was almost choked back by tears that never surfaced. Emotion welled up in her as she felt nothing more or less than a deep desire to please this woman.

"Teach me how to please you Auntie. I want to learn everything a out sex."

 

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Leslie sighed as Samantha pulled her head in against her chest. The girl had truly given her a great orgasm, if just her fingers were this magical, then Leslie knew she was in for a sexual treat. She felt her breath begin to reach a steady rhythm, matching the rise and fall of her niece’s perfect breasts against her face. She felt a tickle on her stomach as Samantha began to caress her, the girls hand again exploring her body.

She pulled her head away from the girl’s bosom, and looked into the eys of her enticing niece. The girl surprised her when she said, "Auntie, may I taste you? Not just on your fingers, I want to really taste you." Leslie felt the girl probe further down her body, accentuating the question with sensual actions.

“Oh yes, Samantha, I would love that and I would love to do the same thing to you dear girl.” Leslie replied, feeling her swollen pussy begin to respond to the girls touch. Leslie moaned quietly as the girl slid her fingers back into her slick tunnel, before bringing them back and licking them off. She couldn’t keep her eyes off of her niece’s tongue, swirling around her glistening fingers.

"Please auntie, let me be good for you. I don't want this to end." Leslie heard the emotion in the girl’s voice, and rose up on her knees, her body still in the girl’s arms. Slowly she reached for her niece, wrapping her arms around the beautiful girl, and finding her sweet sensual mouth. The girl kissed back passionately, her body confirming her desire for more.

Leslie broke the kiss, slowly pushing the girl backwards, carefully laying her on the plush carpet. Leslie drank in her body for a moment, her eyes tracing the girls soft curves until she met her nieces eyes. “If this is uncomfortable for you dear, we could always retire into my bedroom,” she commented, as she slid the girls left leg up, slowly pressing her lips to the inside of Samantha’s ankle.

 

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Leslie broke the kiss, slowly pushing the girl backwards, carefully laying her on the plush carpet. Leslie drank in her body for a moment, her eyes tracing the girls soft curves until she met her nieces eyes. “If this is uncomfortable for you dear, we could always retire into my bedroom,” she commented, as she slid the girls left leg up, slowly pressing her lips to the inside of Samantha’s ankle.

Samantha took a deep breath and sighed her contentment. She was about to speak when her mother appeared at the door of the room and walked over to where the two women were sprawled on the floor. She sat down next to them on the couch and smiled at the two naked bodies. Her voice was soft as she spoke to them, "You two young ladies are getting on nicely." She turned to Leslie, "You two should retire to my room if you'd like more comfort." She then turned to Samantha, "My sister and I have been lovers all of our adult lives Sam. We have talked about this day for years. I want you to be able to go through life with all the advantages that we have had. Sexuality is an art my dear, and your aunt is an artist like no other. Have you enjoyed your lessons?"

Samantha was quiet for a moment before answering as she lowered her leg from her aunts grasp. "Yes, I have. I've never felt anything like this. Thank you mom." she turned toward her aunt, "And thank you Leslie."

Samantha lowered her head, thinking. She knew the two ladies were watching her. She looked up at her mother and spoke her mind,"Mother, I know why you are offering us your room. I've seen all your things in the chest under the bed. Are you... is Auntie going to teach me about those too?"

"Would you like her to?" her mother asked.

"Yes mother, I want to learn everything. I want to feel like this for the rest of my life."

Her mother knelt down beside her and kissed her forehead before sitting back up and responding, "So did we my dear, and that's why we have been lovers. I love your father, and I have things to teach about men too, but for now, I would like you to learn about yourself and the arts of pleasing another woman."

"Mother I know you have taught me to think of others feelings, but I never wanted to please someone like today. It's all I want to do. I just want to please her."

Her mother and Leslie shared a knowing glance. "You and I have that in common then my dear, and there are even more things to be learned if that is how you feel, but that is for another time. For now, you two have freedom. Enjoy it. You're right Samantha, the chest under my bed is my toy chest, and your aunt knows it well."

 

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Leslie was sliding her mouth sensually down her niece’s leg, waiting for her reply when she heard the door to the room open. She turned her head slightly to watch her sister LeAnn stride confidently to the edge of the sofa, and sit, her body directly over them. Leslie, continued to caress her niece, feeling her warm skin gently prickle as her tongue flicked out and her lips pressed in.

She was aware of her sister looking down over them. She eyes flickered to Samantha’s face and saw that she was raptly watching her mother, even as Leslie continued to stimulate her body. Her sister spoke, her voice warm and sensual, just like honey. "You two young ladies are getting on nicely. You two should retire to my room if you'd like more comfort."

Leslie saw that Samantha was still watching her mother, and she took the opportunity to slide forward, placing her lips on the girl’s mons feeling the soft smooth skin against her lips. LeAnn continued, “My sister and I have been lovers all of our adult lives Sam. We have talked about this day for years. I want you to be able to go through life with all the advantages that we have had. Sexuality is an art my dear, and your aunt is an artist like no other. Have you enjoyed your lessons?"

Samantha sat up, drawing her legs under her body, and Leslie rose to sit next to her sister, her arms wrapping around the woman, her lips brushing against her cheek, before turning her gaze to the beautiful nude nymph at their feet. LeAnn leaned forward, listening to her daughter’s request. Leslie continued to slide her hand across her older sisters back, slowly caressing the familiar profile of LeAnn’s shoulder.

She watched mother and daughter as LeAnn knelt on the floor beside Samantha. Their voices hushed, but still carrying to her ears. She smiled as her sister explained their relationship, as well as LeAnn’s wish for Samantha. When she finished her discussion with her daughter, Leslie was thrilled to hear Samantha tell her mother. "Mother I know you have taught me to think of others feelings, but I never wanted to please someone like today. It's all I want to do. I just want to please her."

LeAnn met Leslie’s eyes, and Leslie felt comfortable knowing that her beloved sister trusted her enough for this task. She smiled when LeAnn again tuned back to Samantha and spoke softly in her ear, her final words, “for now, you two have freedom. Enjoy it. You're right Samantha, the chest under my bed is my toy chest, and your aunt knows it well."

LeAnn’s words sent another flash through Leslie. She couldn’t wait to see what her neice had to offer. She reached down and clasped her sister’s hand, pulling the older woman up. She pushed in, finding LeAnn’s lips, her tongue pushing into the woman’s mouth. Her sister reciprocated her kiss just as passionate. They felt Samantha’s eyes on them, and Leslie knew she was watching. LeAnn broke away first, and she reached up to stroke her younger sisters cheek. “Thank you, LeAnn,” Leslie murmured, her hand had come up to cover her sisters, “I am truly honored that you have allowed me to experience this with your daughter.”

LeAnn’s eyes flashed, as she smiled to her sister. She spoke no words, but Leslie knew she was pleased. They continued to stare into each others eyes for moments; her sister broke eye contact, and gave her a quick peck on the cheek. LeAnn then held out her hand to her daughter, and helped the young woman up. She repeated the quick kiss on her daughter’s smooth cheek, and strode to the door. As she opened the wooden panel, she turned and gave the two of them one more reassuring smile, then stepped out of the room, leaving the door open.

Leslie turned to Samantha, whose eyes were still fixed on the passage her mother had just taken. Leslie slid behind her niece, pressing her lips against the girl’s neck, feeling her back press in on her breasts as she wrapped her arms around the girl. Leslie brushed back Samantha’s long black hair and whispered in the girl’s ear, her voice sultry “I can’t wait to watch your mother fuck you. But for now, how about we take her up on her offer of the toy chest.”

 

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Samantha listened intently to her mother, mesmerized by her words and then she watched as her mother and her aunt exchanged words and embraced each other. Samantha was lost in thoughts of ecstasy and wonderment as she imagined what was going to happen next in her mothers room. She watched her mother leave and Leslie approached her from behind, embracing her.

Her aunts lips pressed onto her neck and her arms wrapped around her, and then she heard a softly spoken promise, “I can’t wait to watch your mother fuck you. But for now, how about we take her up on her offer of the toy chest.”

With legs quivering slightly she followed her aunt to her mothers beautiful sunlit room. She didn't hesitate to mount the bed and she watched as her aunt drew a sizable wooden chest from under the bed and opened it. The girl had seen it's contents before, and had imagined what the uses of some of the toys were, but some just didn't make sense to her.

Samantha laid down on her belly on the soft down comforter waving her feet in the air playfully and looked back at the huge four post bed with it's thin white linen canopy. It was a beautiful bed and a beautifully feminine room. Samantha's father had spared no expense to make his mother feel at home and now Samantha was beginning to realize why he doted on her so much. She was a dream come true.

Leslie looked up at the girl and Samantha looked away shyly, but regained her confidence quickly and looked her aunt in the eye.

"Are you going to teach me how to use my mothers toys then Auntie? I want to learn it all."

 

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Leslie slid from behind Samantha, her breasts grazing the girl’s soft back. Her hand trailed down the girl’s arm, until she was able to take the small hand in hers. Walking backwards, leading the girl down the hall way, her whole body trembled in anticipation of their next lesson. She knew her sisters toy box well, had spent many evenings between her older sister and her husband as their plaything, and now it was her turn with Samantha.

Slowly she turned, leading the girl through the magnificent hallway and through the door to her sisters bedroom. The sun shown through the large windows, on the south side of the room, illuminating the large open room with a soft yellow light. She smiled as the girl brushed past her, almost playfully jumping on the large bed which dominated the center of the room. Leslie felt another shiver of arousal, as her eyes scanned her niece’s taut pale body, contrasting with the white comforter of the bed.

Leslie continued to watch her niece’s excitement, remember her own trepidation and excitement when she was asked to join her sister in this very bed. The box peeked out from under the bed; its soft brown coloring showed its outline. She knelt down at the foot of the bed, and grasped the brass handle, pulling the box into the open.

As Leslie manipulated the brass latches, she glanced back up at her niece. The girl’s eyes were fixed on the box, but she must have felt Leslies gaze on her. Her eyes flickered to meet Leslies, only momentarily, and then danced away, a blush coming over the girls face. Leslie smiled, again remembering her own shyness as she had sat anxiously on another bed, as her mother and sister had both gazed at her longingly.

Leslie saw the girl regain her composure; her eyes had fluttered back and were staring deeply into her own. Her soft voice came through the bed room, "Are you going to teach me how to use my mothers toys then Auntie? I want to learn it all." Leslie smiled, and slowly nodded, her eyes still locked on the wide brown eyes of her niece.

Without glancing down, Leslie pushed open the lid to the chest, and reached inside. Her hand brushed across the variety of toys that lay nestled in the soft white lining of the box. Finally, she felt what she was looking for and drew out a small slim stainless steel vibrator from amid the myriad of toys. She broke the stare, and glanced down in the box, selecting a small bottle of lubrication, a small pink vibrating rabbit, and a vibrating egg.

She rose, using her legs to power her body back upright. She clutched the small assortment of toys in her hand as she walked around the side of the bed. Setting all toys, but the vibrator on the night stand, she slid onto the bed, next to the beautiful naked young woman. Her arms slid around the girl, pulling her body tight against her own. Her nose was planted in the girl’s luxurious mane of jet black hair.

Brushing the hair back from the girls ear, she pressed her lips to the girl, slowly blowing a soft rush of warm air across her ear. She felt Samantha respond in her arms and pressed a bit further. As her lips pressed the girls ear, she softly whispered, “Yes baby, I want to show you everything. Just remember, if something doesn’t feel comfortable, let me know, and we will stop.” As she spoke, she manipulated the small control on the end of the metal phallus, and the soft hum of the motor in the toy, was audible in the large room.

Leslie slowly slid the toy along the outside of the girls thigh, felling Samantha’s body react to the cold surface of the toy. Her lips slid from the girl’s ear and down to her neck, her chin nuzzling the girl’s hair aside as she slowly sucked and kissed the girls slender neck. Continuing to slide the toy along the girl’s body, she slid it across Samantha’s taut stomach and under the swell of her firm breasts. She heard Samantha’s breathe exhale, as if she had been holding it, and she drew her arm tighter around Samantha’s body.