A Change of Heart, Part 5

by Thom and Patricia Que

I had exchanged enough emails and phone conversations with Sarah that I was expecting a positive reception to my visit. Positive in that I thought we would have sex after being pretty much incommunicado for 15 or so years. She let me know that she had thought about it off and on but had been way too bashful about initiating any conversation. You remember that it was I and my aunt that got her into our play time so many years ago. My aunt and I had been lovers for almost a year when she decided that Sarah would make a nice addition to the club.

I brought the girls with me to visit Sarah. Her husband was going to be out of town. Oh, so convenient. The girls could keep each other occupied, hers 11 and 9, mine 10 and 8, and who knows maybe they would take up some of the family’s peculiarities while Sarah and I were fucking each other’s brains out.

And fuck we did. We couldn’t keep our hands off of one another from the very beginning of the visit. The older girls kept giving us looks. Of course, Jenny knew the difference between friends and daughters and she had already caught Sarah and I naked, lying on top of one another. It probably didn’t take long for Sarah’s older girl Cathy to pry the whole story out of Jenny. We paired the older two and the younger two to sleep together just like Sarah and I were planning on sleeping together. One big PJ party only without the PJs.

Kids in bed and seemingly asleep but my dirty mind said gossiping about Sarah and I or diddling one another. Either way, it didn’t matter. Sarah and I went into her room. We faced each other across the bed and mirrored a strip tease. Slowly and deliberately. One piece at a time. Standing naked, seeing each other nude for the first time in so many years. We were panting. We couldn’t catch our breath. I love you, I’ve missed you. Oh, sis, you are so beautiful. Your body has hardly changed. I can’t believe I didn’t come back for you. We could have had so many years of each other. No loving has been as good. We’re together now. That’s all that counts.

We crawled onto the bed and came together in the middle. On our knees. Embracing each other. Pawing breasts and arms wrapped around backs. Mouths pressed firmly together. Tongues probing. Hands in each other’s crotch. First intimate touch in so long. Oh so wet, both of us. Fingering vaginas. Grabbing clits. We came in seconds. Again, we came. Again, we came.

It was remarkable loving her again. It was as if we hadn’t missed even a day of being together even though we missed 15 years worth of days. We both knew what each other liked, what each other needed. No loving has ever been that good since our time as little girls together. We reminisced times we had alone and times we had been with our aunt and that would turn us on again and we would relive it. Our aunt used to like to watch us together for a bit, touching herself before she joined in. Mom had to work and our aunt would take care of us in the afternoons and sometimes in the evenings. Our play time would often start with a dress up game which of course would really begin with a get completely naked and then we’ll pick out some fancy clothes to put on and march around in game. The fancy clothes would be skimpier and skimpier as the play time progressed, usually ending in some of my aunt’s really sexy underwear and hose. Typically soiled underwear and hose from the hamper which smelled terrific and must be a family trait since we all seem to like the smell of dirty underwear, going back, who knows how many generation and carried on admirably by my oldest daughter who prefers her little sisters panties over any others and I swear I didn’t introduce them to her.

Once my sister and I were pretty much naked or in my aunt’s underwear and she was pretty much naked too, she would plop us down somewhere and tell us to play with ourselves. If there was one thing we knew how to do, it was masturbate. Sarah and I had started on that pretty early, with our mother’s and each other’s panties in hand, way before our aunt sexualized us. She would have us spread our legs far apart, maybe with our outside ankles crossed over each other’s and maybe with your arms around each other or maybe our hands caressing each other and with a free hand, didg into our cunnys for her.

Our aunt would stand over us or kneel over us and really work her pussy with her hand and tell us how beautiful we were and what great little girls we were to be playing these games with her. Of course, at those ages of around 8 and 11, it was really hot to be watching our aunt working her cunt that way with all of its mysteries apparent to us, folds sticking out, lips parted, her sweet spot emerging from its cave, her pinching it and gasping for air. All of it was very stimulating for us and we would work all that much harder with our hands to mimic her and seriously mauling our own cunnys in the process.

After she came and usually we did a few times too, she would have us take turns doing each other with our hands or more likely going down on each other with our mouths. So highly sexed were these sessions that its no wonder that Sarah and I came so fast when we picked up where we had left off so many years ago. At those impressionable ages, and with our aunt so sexy and so available and so willing to teach us how to pleasure one another, we used to come so many times during our time together we couldn’t count high enough to keep track of it.

Finally, our aunt would engage us in her pleasure more directly. She always wanted one of us on her face and the other one’s tongue on her clit and then after she had come a few times that way, she would reverse us. She was terrific with her tongue and if you were straddling her face, you could count on like a zillion orgasms. It was easy to get her off though if you were the one in the submarine at the time and her odor would grow stronger the more times she came not to mention how wet she would become and your face as well. I liked it best when I went down under first and then straddled her face because then my comes were so much better with her come and smell all over my face.

Once in awhile she would ask us to fist her or if not up to our wrist, she would have us put all of the fingers of two hands in and pump them rapidly in and out. My aunt’s bum would thrust and push on our hands when we did that and the one riding her face would have to hold onto something in order to stay put.

Once she was finally satiated with our mouths on her pussy and our bare cunnys on her face, she would take us through a scene that we all, including my aunt, found to be the sexiest of all. The sexiest I think because it was the closest thing we did to recognizing that we were little kids and she was an adult. It was the closest thing to a re-enactment of the first time she seduced me and then I seduced my sister. We would put panties on, the nastier the better, and my sister and I would lie back again on the bed with our aunt hovering over us. She might throw on her panties and a tee so that she wasn’t entirely naked. By this time though, the room we were in was saturated with the smell of our pussy juices and come.

Anyway, we would all pretend that we were sort of getting ready for bed as little ones and lay on the bed with our panties and tees on and we would let our aunt undress us. We would act even younger than our ages and pretend that we didn’t know what was going on. Silent really, just being compliant. Playing tired and little girl. Dreamy eyes, not fully open. Our aunt would very casually pull off our tee tops and then rub our chests, playing extra attention to our breast buds. And then, one at a time she would snake her fingers into the waist band of our panties and pull them down over our hips. Her fingers would caress our skin as she pulled them down and she would leave them folded down, really on our thighs, just so that our cunnys were bared.

She would do mine first and tell me how much she admired my little mound. How beautiful it was and I was. She would tell Sarah that she should glance at my pussy and see how beautiful it looked. So virginal, so soft, so puffy. Then my aunt would tell me to hold still while she looked at my sister’s pussy. She told me to push my hands and wrists through the waist band of my panties and hold them there so that I wouldn’t be tempted to touch myself just yet while she compared me with my sister.

My aunt would then pull Sarah’s panties down the same way so that they were just below her pussy and on her thighs and she would tell Sarah to push her hands into the waist band of her panties and tell her not to move. We both lay there, immobilized while our aunt inspected our pussies and compared them. Sarah had a little bit of downy hair by then and our aunt always made an issue of that while inspecting us. Her inspection though extended to fondling our slits as if she was seeing them for the first time, as if she was seeing any cunny for the first time. And she might poke a finger up to a knuckle into our back hole after reaching into her own panties for a bit of lubrication. Doing so was so sexy for us that we never failed to come while she was doing it. The imagined restraint was certainly a big part of it.

It was the next night while thinking about those times that we admitted that we both liked bondage. Sarah and I were holding each other as close as we could after having made love for the umpteenth time that night when she wanted to know if I liked any kink. Maybe, what kind of kink? Go over to my computer and I’ll tell you where to look. I’m too embarrassed to actually say it out loud and if you find it disgusting, just come back to bed and we won’t talk about it.

Imagine my finding anything sexual disgusting? Anyway, I found her femdom Internet sites and reported from across the room that many of them were my favorites too. Who gets to be tied up first I said as I climbed back into bed. Sarah said she would be first since it was her bed and her ropes and she leaned over and pulled several lengths out of the night stand.

Wrists to thighs. Ankles together. Straddling her face. Teasing her clit with my tongue. Spread eagle, four poster bed a great asset. My turn, complicated rigging required. Wrists to ankles, thighs tied off to bed posts spreading me open and exposed. Breasts bound tightly. Crotch rope tight between my pussy lips and then tied around my neck. Nodding my head stimulates my clit. Good for when you are own your own and have to self tie. Licking Sarah and then she fucks me silly with her hand. So our aunt tied you up on your own like me? I guess so. We never did a group tie up, just that pretend stuff with the panties. Only did group loving.

We didn’t sleep at all that night. Kids came tapping on the door way too early in the morning. We let them in and they climbed into bed with us. Not one of them asked us about being naked. Jenny kept sniffing things. Sarah’s oldest, Cathy, had a funny grin on her face. We all cuddled though and the girls touched us here and there and it felt good.

Sarah and I exchanged dirty panties to remember each other by sealing them up in freezer bags and promised to get together again as soon as we could. My house when hubbie travels next. Saying goodbye was even harder this time then when Sarah went away to college.

I had a date with Nancy and Erin the afternoon I returned from Sarah’s. I dropped the kids off with a neighborhood sitter and I left them instructions to order out at dad’s favorite take out place, in case I didn’t make it back in time to cook. Lisa had soccer practice and hubbie was to pick her up so I knew they would be pretty late.

I drove straight to Nancy’s apartment. On the way over I resolved to take a firm stand with Erin. I wondered how it was she had become so sexually aware that she could dictate stuff like not wearing panties and getting nude and mutual masturbation at 10 years old. I was determined to find out to see if I could turn the tide on being blackmailed. I was also missing Nancy even though I had spent the previous five nights having sex with my sister. She was, after all, 3 years older than me and I was trying to satisfy my urge for little girls no matter how great the sex had been. And don’t get me wrong, it was great, particularly the being tied up part.

Erin had wasted no time being with Nancy while she was waiting for me. I walked in on them and Nancy was naked, sitting on the sofa with her legs spread wide playing with herself. When I entered the room, Erin said I was late and that I should strip down and join Nancy doing what she was doing. Exposing myself to Erin was really pretty much fine with me but I decided to see if I could turn the tables on her right from the beginning. Not so much, mind you, that I wasn’t going to have this kid sitting on my face or between my legs before the evening was over. If we were going to jail for this and have our pictures in the news as more female teachers going bad, I was going to take full advantage of it.

I stripped down naked and sat next to Nancy on the sofa. We reached for one another and for a little bit, we were in each other’s arms and groping each other. I had missed her terribly and it was nice to be with her again. It wasn’t just a little bit of a turn on as well that we were being commanded by a 5th grade student of ours to be naked and masturbating. If I hadn’t been determined to try to get the upper hand, I would have been fine about letting her boss us around into doing whatever perverse thing she had up her sleeve. Though I was wondering when and how she was going to be naked because I wanted to have at least that before the evening was over.

When Nancy and I were able to release each other, I was so hot that I immediately dug into my cunny and started pulling on myself. I got off a couple of times right away before I could clear my mind and start to figure out where Erin was coming from. So, where did you learn so much about this stuff? How did you get to be such a sexy character in 5th grade, little lady? I wasn’t beyond pulling my teacher rank over her.

Oh, my mommy has taught me about stuff. Your mommy? What does she do with you that you would know so much? Mommy, makes me do things like this. Makes me do things to her too. And she tells you not to tell anyone, I suppose? Well, yes, it is our secret cunny club, my mommy and me. So, she might be upset if she knew you told your teachers? You won’t tell, will you? Not Nancy and I sweetie. We’re the two best people at keeping secrets if you can keep secrets too. Otherwise, it’s hard to tell what we might say. I can keep a secret, demanded Erin and then we began to relax.

I think this would go better if you were naked too, Erin and she quickly pulled off her shorts and tee and panties. I want my two little girls up on my breasts nursing, I announced and ordered everyone into Nancy’s bedroom. Nancy was all smiles and giggles that I had turned the situation with Erin around to our advantage. She pulled me close as we walked into the bedroom and thanked me. Sure, what are mommies for, after all if not to fix sticky situations?

I lay back on the bed and I beckoned for the two of them to come and lay on my chest and to nurse on me. Both of them knew exactly what to do so Erin’s mommy must have taught her well to be a baby and take care of her mommy’s titties. I was going to enjoy my time with Erin tonight and into the future.You are a good little girl Erin. Your mommy has taught you to nurse her well. Do you like to nurse on mommy Erin? What else has mommy taught you to do Erin? Maybe you should give Nancy and I a lesson about what you know. We would like you to be our teacher today Erin, wouldn’t we Nan?

Erin knew how to use her mouth to lick her mommy and Nancy and I made her demonstrate that multiple times before the afternoon was over. And Erin knew how to fist her mommy. I had Erin and Nancy practice that on me because Erin couldn’t fist Nancy since their cunnys were about the same size. Erin’s mommy had let Erin sit on her face and both Nancy and I let Erin show us that. Nancy and I took turns going down on each other when the other was busy with Erin straddling her face. Seeing Erin straddling Nancy’s face was the most amazing sight. Like two little girls doing one another. I was completely distracted and jilling myself while watching them when Nancy came up for air and told me to get working on her pussy. I did though without giving up touching myself. I kept coming, eating Nan out and looking up to watch Erin’s little bottom bobbing on Nancy’s mouth.

Erin had to get home for supper and we promised to get together with her again in the near future. She again reaffirmed our secrecy all around and, kissing her goodbye, we told her we would get together with her soon. I stayed with Nancy as long as I could afterward, holding each other and occasionally getting off with our own or each other’s hands while we reminisced our time with Erin.

Jenny was home alone when I got back from Nancy’s. Lisa was till at soccer practice and so she and hubbie wouldn’t be home until later.

Being with Nancy and Erin had been so hot. I couldn’t believe how the two little ones had excited and satisfied me. Having them both nursing on me at the same time was just super. I was still tingling from it and wanted a little bit more relief. I went to the drawer where I had put Sarah’s panties and they weren’t there. Panicked at first that hubbie had found them and was wondering what I was up to, it only took me a second to realize where they probably were. I stripped down to a tee and panties and walked down the hall to Jenny’s room.

Peeking in the door that was left oh so slightly ajar, I spotted Jenny on her bed in a long tee and laying out several pairs of panties. She had a pair of her sister’s and she had the pair that I had brought home from Sarah’s. As much as I wanted to watch what happened next, I decided I didn’t want to interrupt what happened next. I was more into being a part of what happened next. I walked in, unannounced.

Mommy, I was just…Getting ready to jill off with a bunch of great smelling panties I finished her sentence. Yes mommy, I was. I do. I don’t have someone to be my friend like you do. Nancy, your sister. I wish I had a friend like you do and not just a mother who loves me as a daughter.

I sat down on the bed and pulled her into my arms Her little body felt great next to mine. Just our tees separating out skin from direct contact. When I pulled her up onto me, her tee hiked up a bit and I was pretty sure her panties were off. I leveled the playing field and slipped off my panties and gave them to her. Add these to your collection honey and she took them to her face and inhaled. I love you mommy. Will you be my friend mommy?

Yes, of course I will sweetie. Anything for my little girl. My good little girl. I reached down and pulled off her tee and she was naked in my arms. Then I pulled off mine and cuddled her close to me, our bodies were touching, top to bottom. She cuddled her face into my breast. She wrapped her legs around my thigh and pushed her cunny into it. You can nurse on that honey, you are still my baby, my little girl. You always will be. Thank you mommy. I’m your good little girl? You sure are and my friend and my lover. I’ve missed you mommy. I’ve missed you too honey.

I caressed her face and then her neck. Fondled her budding breasts and slid my hand down her tummy and cupped her beautiful little mound. Oh, mommy, I love you so much.