A Surprise for Aunt Paula

by Thom

"Paula, I'm not taking Gabby home tonight after we get back from the movies. You'll have to do it."

My husband Thom was refusing to take the babysitter home after we went out. Not just any babysitter, but our and our children's favorite babysitter and our niece, my sister's daughter.

"Why, what's the problem? You always take her home. She's been babysitting for us for four years since she was ten. Why all of a sudden do you want to stop?"

"Well, maybe it's just me and I've become a dirty old man but I think she's like a cat in heat. She's extra super sexually charged when she has been around here lately. I'm afraid to be in the car with her alone."

"Are you sure it isn't your own control that you are concerned with? She really is beautiful and her body has so nicely come into its own these last few months, I mean her breasts are—"

"See," Thom said, "you notice it too. Why you can't even talk about her without thinking of her body either. I'm telling you, it’s just a lot safer if you drive her home. I'm not interested in seeing my name in the paper being accused of the uncle thing with an underage niece."

I had really forgotten the whole conversation until Thom handed me the keys after we got home from being out which was a silent reminder to me that I was taking Gabby home. I obviously couldn't argue with him in front of her. She was standing near us waiting to leave; confused I think that Thom wasn't leading her out the door.

When we got into the car, I thought maybe I owed her an excuse.

"Thom got a headache while we were out so he wanted to get to bed."

"Oh, I'm glad you're taking me home. I've been trying to work up the courage to talk to you but I haven't really had the opportunity. Now I do."

"Me?" I had known Gabby of course her whole life. My older sister Jenny, had gotten married while I was still in college. Despite a few years age difference I was pretty close to her but I know she can be opinioned and conservative. I was imagining that she needed to talk to someone about something that involved her mother but that she couldn't talk directly to her.

"Did you ever think that maybe you liked girls, I mean physically, more than boys?"

So, this was about sexuality confusion, a typical teenage issue. And not necessarily something you might take up with your parents while you were sorting it out. My mind raced to find an appropriate response and then to try to anticipate the next question so that I wouldn't seem a total dunderhead and blow this opportunity to help out my young niece.

"Yes," I said honestly. "A little older than you though when I went through that, college years."

"But you decided to get married, I mean to a guy?"

"Well, by the time I had a relationship with Thom, I was out of school and working and had left my girlfriends behind. It's fine to be attracted to girls, Gabby. And it may or may not be forever. You are pretty young yet, you have time to sort it out before you commit to a longer term relationship, if you commit to one at all. There are lots of possibilities and variations."

"I think I'm settled on girls. I've been thinking about that for a long time and have even had some girlfriends though we haven't really done much, you know what I mean, with each other. My problem is a little different than that which is why I asked you about you, Aunt Paula."

We were sitting in front of Gabby's house by now. I had shut the car off. Her parents had left a light on in the breezeway but otherwise it looked like her parents were in bed.

"What problem?"

"I'm really attracted to someone older."

"Like a senor or someone in college older?" I know kids are savvier about relationships and sex than they were when I was her age but I was warming up to telling her that she needed to be careful with someone older because of her age when she surprised me with…

"No, older, like an adult. Not quite as old as my mother."

"Oh, my I see. There is quite a bit of risk…you are so young."

"I thought you probably would say that and I understand but I've been thinking about this too for a long time."

"I think it's easy for young people your age to become infatuated with adults that they are around, like teachers. Is this one of your teachers?"

"No," and Gabby leaned over to me and planted quite a passionate kiss directly on my lips. I was frozen in time and space, not sure how to react. The kiss was electrifying. I had a visceral reaction between my legs. I was stunned silent. I instinctively pressed back on the kiss then caught myself. By that time Gabby had released me and jumped out of the car she said, "I love you Aunt Paula. I'll see you tomorrow."

I heard the back door open the following afternoon and knew it was Gabby. She often stopped by after school and played with the girls, did her homework or just hung out with me. Up until the night before, I had assumed it was because I was home having a school like work schedule and my sister and her husband weren't home until much later. When Gabby was younger, I watched her so she wasn't a latch key kid.

Now, of course, it seems Gabby has had another motive for being around and I have done nothing since the previous night but try to figure out how I was going to persuade her that her infatuation with me would pass and that she should focus her amorous energy on someone her own age, male of female whatever worked for her.

"Hi, Aunt Paula."

"Hi Gabby. Listen we need to talk about last night."

"Right, I was thinking the same thing. But first let's start out where we left off because that was a great kiss. I'm pretty sure you kissed back." Gabby wrapped her arms around me and planted a slobbery kiss on my lips. I stood there frozen at first, as I had been the night before and then not able to help myself, I put my arms around her and returned her kiss. It was titillating. I was feeling mushy between my legs. I was wondering if I could really being turned on by this. We stood that way a couple of minutes until I became self conscious and was afraid the kids might walk in on us.

"You are incorrigible. What am I going to do with you? We can't be this way. You and I can't become romantic, I'm your aunt."

"Sure we can. And admit it, you want it as much as I do. Both times I've kissed you, you kissed me back. What does it feel like to kiss me?"

"I'm not saying."

"Well I'll tell you how it made me feel and I'm betting it made you feel the same way. I got all tingly between my legs where my sex lives and I feel like I want to touch myself but I'd rather have you do it."

"Gabby, my goodness. Listen to what you are saying. You should have your mouth washed out with soap. It's scandalous." She was describing exactly what I was feeling and I couldn't believe it. I couldn't believe I was being seduced by this 14-year-old girl who was my niece.

Gabby stepped forward again and embraced me, kissing me and pushing her tongue past my lips and teeth and into my mouth. Holding me tight with her left hand around my back, she caressed my breast over my clothes with her right hand. I was completely at her mercy at that point and if the kids hadn't been around. I would have been down on the floor with her or pulling her into the bedroom. I pushed her away.

"Okay, enough. I'm convinced. I'm having trouble controlling myself with your insistent affection. Can you just stop that a minute while I think this through?"

"I've been thinking about it a lot and I have an idea," Gabby said. "What if we explore this together and we call it loving lessons, like driving lessons? You will be my sex-ed teacher, way better than the one that teaches health at school."

"Like a mentor?"

"That's right, you will be mentoring me in the way of girls loving girls."

"The flaw in your plan is that I don’t know anything about girls loving girls. Not to mention that I'm your aunt and a whole lot older than you. Isn't there someone your age you could be exploring with? I think it would be more appropriate."

"What could be more appropriate than an aunt helping her niece learn about love between two people?"

I had a million thoughts swirling around in my head not to mention the feelings I was having in my heart and between my legs. I had totally wet my pants with the last kiss and I was afraid I was leaking through. It took me awhile to speak.

"Okay," I finally said, "we will try this your way only we will be going very slowly and if it isn't feeling right with either one of us then we each can end it. Is that understood young lady?"

"You won't regret this."

I was hoping that she was right. Once we had come to that agreement, logistics were the next problem. How would we find anytime together, alone that we could explore our relationship?

My kids were taking swimming lessons one night after school and another night they were involved in Girl Scouts. I only had to car pool to either one of them once every two months which gave Gabby and I a couple of evenings a week to be together between school letting out and around five when everyone came home. It amounted to about two hours since Gabby got out at 2:30 and could be at my house by 3:00. In the early stages of our relationship, when we didn't quite know what we were doing, it seemed like an eternity. Later, it wasn't enough time and we had to devise other ways to be alone.

I have to say that once I got passed the decision point of having a relationship with my niece and could couch it in terms of life lessons, my anxiety completely disappeared. That was replaced with an incredible carnal desire that I wondered if I could contain until it seemed we were at a good place in the progress of our relationship for me to act it out. I was imagining that Gabby was feeling the same way or worse considering that she said she had been thinking about this for quite a long time.

The first time we were together, I couldn't believe it had actually happened. Here were the two of us at my house and alone. We were both nervous as you could be on a first date only we didn't have a movie or any thing else to distract us. That was really stupid. We should have made it a first date and done something out.

We sat on the sofa. We held hands. We put our arms around one another. We talked. We finally began to kiss. I had liked her kissing me when Gabby was trying to prove to me that she loved me and that she thought we should be intimate. I liked these kisses even more. Her lips were sweet. She pushed her tongue past my teeth. I asked her where she learned to do that. She said she and her friends had made out.

I wanted to touch her breasts. They appeared incredibly pert. She wasn't wearing a bra under her T and her nipples were standing erect through the material. I was wetting my pants with my pussy juices. I could see that she was pushing her thighs together. I could see that we were both in a lot of pain.

I tried to keep the conversation at an intellectual level. In retrospect, of course, we missed a golden opportunity to fuck our brains out but I was trying to be the adult in an unusual relationship. When our time was up I had the female equivalent of blue balls. I took Gabby home on my way to pick up the girls from something or other. I was glad I remembered where they were because I knew that she was distracting me from any semblance of my normal functioning.

All of the way back to her house, Gabby sat on her hand stuffed between her legs, not even pretending that it was there for any reason except to try to survive the short ride so that she could masturbate. As she said good night she indicated that we would have to do something about the sex the next time we got together or she was going to go nuts. I agreed with her and promised her I would rent a movie or sign up for something on line that we could watch so we would have some clue as to what women did with one another.

I picked up the girls from their swimming lesson. I got there before they ended much to my dismay. I walked on to the pool deck in a state of sexual panic only to be confronted by my daughters and her friends all in Speedo thin suits which vividly show every bit of their nubile bodies and their 16-year-old instructor and the 17-year-old life guard in the same little suits. That I didn't reach out and touch the instructor's breast or quite visible labia was a miracle that I will forever feel grateful about and has me rethinking my agnosticism.

When we got home, I excused myself and told everyone I had a headache and had to lie down. Thom wasn't home yet and supper was ready so I could grab a couple of private minutes. I stripped off my clothes and lay back on the bed. Pulling my feet up to my butt, I raised my mound off of the bed and shoved a pillow underneath it so that my bottom was fully exposed. I took one hand and shoved as much of my fist into my vagina as I could and I caressed my clit with a couple of fingers of my other hand until I had about a dozen orgasms.

Okay, I said to myself, time to pick up the pace. If we don't get to the sex, Gabby and I will just be miserable. I researched lesbian love on the web. Not always a good idea to assume that what you get on a simple search is what you need or is the best informative source but I did find a great site for lesbian sex movies and I subscribed. The next time Gabby came over, I propped my laptop in the coffee table and attached a couple of speakers and logged onto the site.

There was a movie that involved older women with younger women which I thought was about as close as we were going to get to what we were trying to accomplish and be legal. There were some incest sites I looked at but I figured if they weren't fake they were illegal and I was trying to avoid any extenuating circumstances to my law breaking ways.

Gabby and I cuddled on the sofa. Before we started up the movie we necked a bit. I was feeling aroused and damp between my legs. I pushed my hand into my jeans to try to relieve some of the ache. Gabby suggested that maybe we should at least take off our outer clothes before we got too far into the movie.

We both took off our jeans and T's and sat back down in our panties and bras. It was the first time I had seen Gabby's body in quite a long time and its vision just increased my arousal. Her tits were tight and high on her chest, nice curvy mounds. I could see her erect nipples through the skimpy bra she was wearing. She had on bikini cut panties and the shape of her mound was prominent in their crotch. I had to touch myself over my panties and we hadn't even started the movie.

The movie plot was a babysitter theme with a mom coming home after being out and finding the babysitter masturbating to one of her porn videos. How apropos I thought though I hadn't intended it to be so. The girl was sitting on a sofa with her shirt and bra pushed up and her pants and panties pushed down around her knees and she was working her pussy vigorously. The mom came in from behind and watched a little bit before confronting her. I say confront because it appears that was what she did. We didn't have the sound up figuring that the dialogue wasn't going to enhance the experience.

The mom wasn't much older than the babysitter in the movie but they had picked different body types which made it seem they were of different ages. The babysitter had really no tits to speak of and she was kind of short and thin. They had shaved her pussy so she looked little girl like. Oh, pigtails and white bobby socks helped too. Mom obviously had tits, big ones actually but we hadn't seen them yet at this stage.

The babysitter was contrite and tried to cover herself up. Mom grabbed a wrist across the girls body and swung her around to a kneeling position facing the sofa. Mom pushed the girls face forward into the cushion and proceeded to give the girl a couple of whacks on her bare butt. The third whack turned into a caress of first one cheek and then the other. The next caress was down the girls crack over her protruding rose bud and between her legs, mom copping a feel from behind. This maneuver was obviously to the babysitters liking because she started to push back on mom's hand.

As quickly as the babysitter had turned around the first time to face the sofa, mom had her turned back around and had her mouth on the girls cunny. When mom came up for air after a few mouthfuls she helped the girl get naked and then she took off everything but her sexy silk underwear. The girl was sitting again on the sofa. Kneeling between the girls legs, mom picked them up by the ankles and put the girl's feet up on the sofa against her bum so that her entire bottom was clearly available for mom's next moves.

Gabby pulled her panties down to her thighs and pushed her bra up off of her tits. I became completely distracted with this first view of my niece mostly naked that I had had since she began to mature. Her breasts were high and tight as I imagined but very well formed though they would be getting bigger I imagined. Gabby's mound was still little girl puffy but she had some downy hair growing on it.

"Touch me please," Gabby said as she leaned her body toward me and brought her lips to mine. I kissed her back and began to caress her with my free hand. I briefly held her breasts and then massaged them, pulling on the erect nipples. Then I moved my hand down her flat tummy and onto her pussy. I came up from underneath, inserting my middle finger in her crack and gently pulling it up until I felt her nub. I hadn't sensed any obstruction along the way but I didn't want to be too intrusive just in case.

I massaged her clit a little bit and the Gabby squeezed her legs together and moaned, I decided that my hand might be too direct. I backed my finger out and cupped her pussy with my hand, fingers down pulling up on her sex with them and pressing the top of my hand into her labia where her clit lives. In the briefest of moments, she came in my arms in waves and waves.

When we looked back at the movie, the babysitter was going down on mom. Mom was standing up actually while the girl was kneeling again. I guess the punishment for finding the porn stash was still going on. I was pleased though to see the oral stuff starting because this was something I was interested in exploring with Gabby. I've always had better sex with someone's mouth on my clit than any other method except maybe my own hand. My own hand is quite a bit better than someone else's though I'd rather have someone else's hand then their dick in me.

Gabby caught the idea from the movie and said, "can I do that to you? Can you show me how?"

"Yes, that would be sweet, Gabby, but I don't want to be standing up. How about we go into the bedroom? I'll kill this movie for now and we can pick it up later to learn so more stuff."

Gabby pulled off her panties and bra and picked up her clothes and we went into the bedroom. She plopped down on the bed and watched while I stripped off my bra and panties. My tits are more like mom's in the movie. Sizable, more than a handful. It seemed that Gabby was looking forward to getting her hands on them, I think I saw her lick her lips when I let them fall out of their cups. I slid my panties down and stepped out of them. I had trimmed myself in anticipation of her mouth on me but I wasn't completely shaved clean. Short enough so that she didn't get tangled up in trying to get to the good stuff underneath.

I climbed onto the bed and climbed onto Gabby, sort of straddling her. I'm larger than she is and having her on top was a better arrangement. I guided her in that direction and lay on my back, pulling her into my arms, my legs wrapped around her. I pushed my mound up toward hers and we rubbed them gently together. She giggled from my pubic hair tickling her baby skin pussy.

"Still want to give me kisses down there?"

"Yes, please show me how to make you come. How it works for you and then you can do it to me, okay?"

"Okay."

Gabby knelt back on her calves between my spread legs. I put a pillow under my butt and pulled my labia apart with the fingers of both hands and gave her a female anatomy lesson. She knew the names of the parts and slang for them as well but except to look at herself in a mirror, she had only seen pictures. As clinical as I was trying to make it, feeling her breath on my pussy while I manipulated myself was phenomenal. I snatched a rub of my clit every little bit as I gave the lesson. I told her I liked the direct approach and that she could put her mouth directly on my clit and suck or lick from the bottom trying to encourage it out of its cave.

I was certainly erect and peeking out as it was. At about the moment that I couldn't wait any longer anyway, Gabby dove in and put her sweet lips on my sex. I'm inclined to thrash around and scream during sex. If Thom is eating me out I usually straddle his face so that I can move my hips and thighs to my hearts content as long as I don't lose contact. I didn't want to scare Gabby so I tried to behave myself. Regardless, coming with my young niece's mouth on my sex wasn't much of a problem and I begged her to hang in there while I had a couple of after shocks.

I wanted desperately to taste her sex though I hadn't ever had my mouth on a woman or girl for that matter before. There was the strong scent of sex in the room and most of it was mine, I could make out a little of hers and I wanted to taste and smell it. After I came as many times as I thought I deserved at that moment, I pulled Gabby back up to me and wrapped my legs around her again. I brought my lips to hers and pressed firmly to show her my appreciation for what she had done for me.

"Gabby, will you climb up on my face and let me do that to you?"

"Sure, how do you mean? Can you show me what to do?"

I helped her position herself over my face and I dug my mouth into her slit. My tongue is quite long and until that instant, I didn't realize what an asset it actually was. I licked my way up her slit and found her clit. I don't have words for what it was like to have her still little-girl mound on my face. To know that I was the first to be sucking on her sweet spot was very erotic to me and one of my hands found itself on my clit and was digging away.

Thom almost always masturbates with one hand while I'm sitting on his face and I suddenly understood why. When I sit on Thom's face, he often puts his hands on my tits on rubs my back hole as well and I found myself doing the same maneuvers. Funny, I thought, how those things seem like the natural thing to be doing; jigging oneself and touching whatever you can on your partner.

Gabby pressed her thighs around my face as she became more and more aroused and finally started to come. I had already learned that her orgasms were like waves on the beach and they would come and come until she had played them out. My tongue got into synch with her rhythm and I was able to get her off at will with just the right sequence of movements. Every time I sensed her beginning to climax, I went directly at my clit and pushed myself over as well.

At some point though, I began to feel guilty about how easy this was. I think I might have been able to get both her and I off, one after another, for hours and hours. I was feeling no desire to stop having Gabby squatting over my face or my lips and tongue on her beautiful little-girl mound, or touching her back hole or caressing her tits. I was feeling no urge at all to end my string of orgasms only the adult in me was coming back to consciousness and I figured we should save a little of this lust for the next time.

I came up for air myself and asked Gabby if she could pause for a bit in her orgasms. She was beyond delirious and in no position to make an informed decision about anything. I did the best I could to ease her back to laying fully on top of me. I again pressed our cunnies against each other to comfort ourselves. I wrapped my legs around her and pulled her, skin to skin, as close to me as I could. My mouth met hers, both open and sucking air as we tried to catch our breath from the orgasms upon orgasms that we had been having.

With what little gray matter I was able to muster, I tried to end the evening. Looking at the clock, I realized that our time was nearly up and that children and adults would be showing up shortly. Gabby thanked me profusely for accommodating her and agreeing to go along with her desires. I ran her home, grabbing a quick kiss as I dropped her off and we agreed on the next time we would get together for lessons in girls loving girls.