Recruiting fresh young meat - Sex Stories

Recruiting fresh young meat

... they are. Do you want Aunty Helen to touch them now, sweetheart? To make them feel all nice just like your pussy?"

Angie closed her big eyes and nodded as if steeling herself. Tenderly Helen touched the side of Angie's breast, the backs of her long red nails sliding along the firm milky smooth skin, circling round and up towards the puckered summit. As her finger and thumb closed around Angie's nipple the middle finger of her other hand slipped effortlessly inside Angie's pussy.

The young girls muscles clenched around Helen's finger, Angie's eyes opening wider than ever as a pre climax shudder wracked the girls nubile body. "Do you want Aunty Helen to stop, sweetheart?" Helen asked, knowing that nothing short of wild horses would make her anyway.

Through shallow gasps Angie spluttered, "Please don't, please It feels so nice, Aunty Helen."

Helen licked her lips and with deliberate slowness dipped her head, her lips surrounding Angie's other nipple as her finger slipped in and out with greater speed, the only limiting factor was Helen's fear of scratching the sensitive skin with her long red nail.

Teasing the nipple with her tongue Helen rolled the other between thumb and index finger, switching breasts several times, her red lipstick leeching onto the sensitive nubs making them look redder than ever.

By now Angie was moaning out loud, her head rocking from side to side as the new sensations flooded her body, threatening to overpower her mind with their ...

... intensity. Helen felt the soft body she was so intent on stiffen, her finger gripped by powerful muscles as the orgasm found its release, the sensations bouncing back and forth between breasts and pussy. Angie let out a shriek of pleasure as her whole world changed in that one explosive act.

Helen continued to suckle the firm breast until she felt the spasms fade to mere tremors. Lifting her head she looked at Angie's perfect face, flushed now and damp with sweat but the smile was enough to melt her heart. "Was that nice, sweetheart?" Helen asked as she let her finger slip out of Angie's quivering pussy.

"Oh, Aunty Helen!" Angie all but sobbed with pleasure. "That was wonderful. You are wonderful. Why would Mommy not want me feel like that?"

"I don't know sweetheart, but I think it would be better if we didn't tell her, don't you?" Helen said as she idly traced circles on the young girl stomach.

"It will be our little secret." Angie said with a smile.

"And." Helen smiled. "How does you're your pussy feel now?"

"It's a little sore," Angie said sadly "And if I move it sort of tingles, but in a nice way. And my titties still ache a little."

Untying the belt of her dressing gown as she stood and letting the robe fall to the floor, revealing her still nice body, her arousal evident through the sheer material of her nightgown Helen said. "I can think of a way of helping with that."

Helen reached out and slowly undid the drawstring top of Angie's pajama bottoms. ...