Curious, Part 3

by GoodLittleKaren

Mrs. Fletcher lead Karen to the bedroom. In Karen's mind she felt odd. It had been a while since she had used the "mommy" word with anyone. She watched as Mrs. Fletcher (aka Mommy) sat on the big bed.

"Mommy" drew her closer, smoothing her thick, brown hair from her face. Gazing deeply into Karen's blue eyes.

"Oh, such a precious girl!", her pretend mommy murmured. "Karen. Mommy wants to share something very special and very, very wonderful with you."

Karen really had no idea what mommy meant, but nodded as she listened.

"When I was just about your age I found a wonderful thing about my body.", her mommy said. "That there is a special place where feeling happen. Nice feelings. Warm feelings. Do you know the place I am talking about?"

Karen thought a moment. She recalled how that first evening, while lying in her bed at Aunt Linda's, she had touched a place. Karen nodded, uncertain. "Yes Mommy. I...I think I do." Karen stood still as possible as Mrs. Fletcher slowly began to lift the edge of her tshirt. Karen raised her arms and allowed it to be pulled over her head. Her thick hair fell back over her shoulders. She now stood topless before Mrs. Fletcher. She saw a look of delight in her pretend mommy's eyes as the woman studied the newly forming girl. She trembled a little as mommy softly traced the tight, puffy nipples on her little chest. She watched as mommy lifted her own shirt up and off. Before her she saw, what seemed to be similar nipples. Deep, pink and puffy. Adorning two, much fuller orbs. Karen could not help but wonder if she would look like that when she was older.

Mommy took her tiny hand and softly placed it to one of the breasts. Karen could feel it lifting and heard the nearly inaudible sound of her mommy's sigh as she drew a breath. Karen's hand fell away as mommy leaned down, untying her sneakers. Karen lifted each foot as they were removed. Mommy's hands drifted up to Karen's jeans and slowly opened them...easing them tenderly down. Again she lifted her feet and stepped free of her jeans. Karen's young mind raced with uncertainty. She almost resisted as she felt her panties being urged downwards, yet she didn't. Nothing was spoken as she was completely undressed. Then, mommy spoke. "Up here sweetheart!", she said...patting the big bed.

Karen slipped up and watched as mommy removed her own clothes. Her eyes drifted lower to the place between the woman's legs. She looked at the neatly trimmed patch of hair above it. Karen could see the smooth crease and a hint of the folds within. As mommy slipped up beside her she felt herself being drawn closer. The two lay together and Karen felt the warmth of the woman's body. Mommy's hand seemed to trace Karen's arm downwards. She felt an odd tightening in her tummy as the lady's hand gently carresed the tiny orbs of Karen's bottom. Karen drew a breath as she felt a finger ease between her tiny cheeks.

"This is going to be a very special time for you angel." , her mommy said. "Mommy is going to let you feel something truly wonderful."

Karen felt the finger gently rub her poopoo hole. She felt the same tingle, the wonderment, the fear she had when she touched herself there. She saw her pretend mommy put the very same finger to her mouth and wetted it.

Mrs. Fletcher moistened her finger and once again went back to the jewel of the little girl beside her. "Relax sweetheart, she whispered. "Mommy is here." Karen's eyes widened and she gasped softly as she felt the finger pressing into her little anus. She could feel the warmth of her mommy's hand on her cheek as the finger gently, tenderly probed. Then it was removed. Mrs. Fletcher once more wet the finger with her saliva, tasting the musky flavour of the girls anal cream. As before, Karen felt her hand cup her cheek as the finger delved softly deeper. Karen felt her little body being pulled closer to the woman. A warm tingle began to emminate from her "little girl" place as she felt the finger being drawn back and pressing. Karen felt nervous as she felt other fingers slip along the tight slit of her "little girl" place. The odd tingle seemed to be getting stronger. Karen felt her tummy tighten and relax. Mrs. Fletcher felt the soft muscle reacting in unison with the little girl's movement. Squeezing and relaxing as her finger gently sliiped in and out.

Karen closed her eyes and allowed herself to just feel the sensation. It was the removing of the finger that caused her to open her eyes. As mommy lifted her hand, once again, Karen could see that the other fingers seemed to glisten.

"Karen, her mommy aid softly, "Lie back."

Karen layed back as Mrs. Fletcher slipped downwards. She could feel her pretend mommy's warm breath on her skin as the woman's face moved lower and lower. She felt mommy pull a pillow down with her and slip it under the small of her back. Karen felt a twinge of fear as she felt her legs parted. No one had ever looked at her this way. She felt mommy's fingers tenderly part the tiny slit and begin to carress the hidden folds within. It seemed as if mommy was trying to bring them out. Then Karen drew a very deep breath as she felt the soft lips of her pretend mommy kissing the tiny, hidden folds.

"Uhhhh....ooooooo...", was all she could utter.

"Soo beautiful!", she heard Mrs. Fletcher whisper. Karen lifted a little as she felt the woman's tongue wipe it's way along her tiny crease, seeking entry into the folds. Karen's eyes closed, her head rocked side to side as she felt the lips move up. She moaned, almost scared as she felt them seeking and finding a place just near where she made peepee.

Her tiny body had never felt anything like this. The tingle was warm and filling as she felt a finger, once more press into her poopoo hole. Karen's mind was confused. She wanted to stop but, at the same time continue. She could feel the finger slipping in and out. She wanted to push it out, and yet keep it in. Karen was very scared of what she was beginning to feel. But her hips seemed to have a mind of their own. They were lifting and tilting.

Tears streamed from her closed eyes. Then, nearly without any warning, Karen felt the most intense feeling. She began to sob softly as she felt a strange warmth filling her tummy. Mommy's tongue and lips were busy on that place. Her finger moved more rapidly in and out.

Karen's eyes flew open and she felt her body lifting up, off the pillow.

"Ohhhhhhhhhh...uhhhhhhhhh....oooooooooo", she purred. Karen then became very frightened. Suddenly it felt as if she were making peepee. But it was different. Not the steady stream she felt while peeing. But, rather small, quick bursts of fluid. She could hear the moans of Mrs. Fletcher. She could hear the 'slurping' sounds.

Karen no longer had control of her hips as they lifted and pressed firmly to the face between them. Her tiny hand went quickly down and held the hair of her mommy. Each gush from her felt like a rush she could not describe. But with each burst her hips pressed harder and harder to the mouth. Faster and faster the finger probed. Until finally, and nearly as suddenly it ended. Karen collapsed back onto the pillow. Her entire body felt shivers flowing thru it.

She lie there, gasping for air and felt Mrs. Fletcher move upwards...her hand still pressed between Karen's legs. The finger still deeply imbedded within her rectum. Karen saw the smile on Mrs. Fletcher's face. It seemed to be shiny and wet around her mouth.

Mrs. Fletcher slipped up and kissed Karen softly on her lips. Then rolled slightly to the side, drawing Karen tightly to her. The musky aroma filled Karen's senses as they cuddled together.

Karen felt a calm she could not imagine. She drifted into slumber feeling the finger worm and wiggle within her.

Somehow, Karen knew that this was the start of a whole new world. A world she would embrace even into her elder years.

(I'm going to leave the story here. There are so many adventures to write about. Perhaps, if comments warrant, I will write again. Thank you for taking the time to read my first attempt. With much Eros,
Karen)