1. My Aunt. Chapter 21


    Date: 11/8/2014, Categories: First Time, Author: Annamagique, Rating: 6, Source: LushStories

    head, as I had done many times as a child when my mother undressed me and Bethany lifted the hem of my slip and lifted up and off. It had turned inside out in the process and it joined my dress in the laundry bag. She knelt down before me and slowly drew down first one stocking, which I stepped out of and watched as she pushed it into the bag, and then the other, torn stocking. "There is no need to keep those," I said, not really fully thinking about the words. Bethany looked up at me, her beautiful blue eyes twinkling in the dim glow of the electric lighting. "Oi don't think you will want to keep any of it," she said with a wry smile. “No,” I said, smiling back to her. “I don't suppose I do.” We held the gaze for a moment then, carefully, giving me the opportunity to react, she reached out and slowly began to lower my pants. I made no attempt to stop her and, as they reached my feet, I stepped out of them as she pulled them clear and placed them into the bag with the rest of my ruined clothing. She gazed for a moment, at the mop of dark curls in front of her, then, without warning, leaned forwards and placed her lips against them and kissed me there. I gasped and put my hands to her head, yet, once again, I made no effort to prevent what she was doing. I was trembling now, my whole body vibrating. It felt so good and so right and, this time, there were no voices in my head, no images of Mother or Father telling me 'no' as I pulled her to me me, wanting her. Bethany kissed ...
    me again, firmly and lovingly, then stood. “You are trembling, Victoria,” she said with concern. “You don't need to be afraid, oi won't 'urt you neither will oi do anything you don't want.” “I am afraid, Bethany,” I told her. “But not of you. I trust you implicitly. I am afraid of myself. I have never done this before.” “Then don't be.” she answered. “You are safe.” I put my arms around her without a thought for the bloody apron she still wore and held her tightly. For a moment we remained so until she gently removed my arms from around her, saying, “Come on, now. Oi'll get out of these clothes and we'll get into the tub.” I watched as she removed the soiled apron and placed it in the sack with my clothes. She slowly unbuttoned the front of her uniform dress and, as each button was released, I saw that she was wearing no underwear. Her beautiful firm, full breasts were revealed, inch my inch until, finally, the dress slipped from her shoulders and she stepped out of it, placing it on the bed as it was not soiled. Apart from her shoes, which she proceeded to remove, she was naked and she pulled the wooden pin from her hair, allowing it to fall around her shoulders. We walked together, hand in hand, as she led me to the tub and we stepped into the hot, steaming, clear water. I sat and rested my back against the cold enamel then closed my eyes as Bethany began to wash me with the small sponge. I felt as though I was in heaven as she soaped my breasts, causing them to ache and my ...
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