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Aunt Fiona's Girls
Date: 7/28/2015, Categories: Lesbian Sex, Author: MsHeatherB, Rating: 100, Source: xHamster
Hi. My name is Britney Burris, and I'm from the tiny suburban community of Apple Valley, Washington. My best friend growing up was Jessi Nolan, and during our teenage years we both had huge girl-crushes on her Aunt Fiona, whom we both thought to be the coolest woman on the planet. Perhaps I should tell you a bit more about Jessi & myself before continuing. While we're the same age, we had our differences. I'm tall, blonde, and slender, while she's a bit shorter than me, but also very athletic and has black hair. I guess you could say that I was more the "cheerleader" type while Jessi was a girl "jock," but we both became best friends nonetheless. Her Aunt Fiona back back then was a very fit young woman, a bit taller than myself, while sharing Jessi's short dark hair. Anyway, as I was saying, my best friend and I started hanging out with her aunt back when we were both students at Apple Valley Middle School. You see, we'd always ride our bikes home together, and since Aunt Fiona lived halfway between our houses and the school, we'd regularly stop at her place just because we liked it. The woman always kept a pitcher of Kool-Aid in the fridge and Hostess Cupcakes in her cupboard, just for us. We both called her "Aunt Fiona" even though she was Jessi's aunt and not mine. I guess it just came more natural for me than saying "Mrs. Nolan" all the time. Back then, all I knew was that Jessi's aunt owned & managed a nightclub, which meant that she kept ... weird hours, leaving for work in the early evening and remaining there until well after midnight, which meant that she was always at home in the middle of the day when we'd stop by her house on our way home from school. Of course, we'd always repeat the school gossip for her regarding who liked who and which boys we thought were cute. Aunt Fiona would laughingly roll her eyes, calling some of the guys "creeps" (often the boys we really liked), and asking us "what makes you think you need a guy to be happy?" Of course we'd argue with her, but it was always fun. Anyway, after Jessi & I started 9th grade and switched from middle school to high school we continued making Aunt Fiona's house our regular after school hang-out, even though it was no longer on our way home. We both just loved going there, as she was the only adult who ever seemed genuinely interested in sharing time with us. It was during our final year of high school that I discovered that the club Aunt Fiona managed was actually a stripper-bar out on highway 70 named Shotgun Willy's, and one day we even met an actual stripper named Jolene, whom Jessi & I both thought was really, really pretty. Apparently, she'd spent the night at Aunt Fiona's and was late in leaving her house the next day. Aunt Fiona introduced Jolene to us, explaining that she was "an accomplished and talented dancer." "Oh, I can do more than just dance," Jolene laughed, licking her lower lip suggestively. "I'm ...