Kaitlyn sat on the edge of her bed staring into the mirror. Her face was red and blotchy from crying and her nails a mess after chewing them down as far as she could. The memory of being woken by Scott giving her a thirty minute warning before his arrival left little time to think through what had happened. They simply stuffed as much as her young nibbling needed in a case and left.
The two cases filled with toys and clothes she knew most adults would deny owning in polite conversation were now hidden behind a few boxes in her garage. She had made agonising small talk for just over an hour as she helped Kenzie get settled in her room. Soon as an opportunity presented itself, she quickly excused herself claiming a headache and hid in her room crying with shame and guilt at what she had done.
What made it worse was that every time she allowed her mind to drift she could think of nothing more than the wonderful taste of young pussy and the feelings of an amazing experience. Yet the nagging guilt refused to go away.
The click of the front door being opened dragged her back to the present. She hid under the covers and turned off the light praying the young girl was tired from babysitting for her school teacher.
"Aunt Kait you awake?" Kenzie whispered as she opened the bedroom door. Kaitlyn held her breath not knowing what to do. The red head stood watching her Aunt 'sleep' for a few minutes before sighing loudly and walking off.
Kenzie walked into her own room and sat down. All night she had only been half concentrating. The rest she spent day dreaming of an awesome day. She had always loved her Aunt. Unlike her Mum's sister, Aunt Kaitlyn was her confidant and so open and honest they could talk through any problem. Any time she needed help or someone to talk to she would turn up at her Aunt's door knowing she would be there to give a cuddle or on the rare occasion the proverbial kick up the ass she needed.
Kenzie knew she lucked out with her friends. They were all nerds but with a cool enough edge no -one gave them grief. She had plenty of invites to the school prom but she kindly declined. She was after all gay. Alice, Kenzie's oldest friend, had questioned what her ideal date would be "To help set her up."
"Have to be taller than me in my heels. Great hair, deep soulful eyes, athletic, smart and independent..." Her face burnt as she realised she described Kaitlyn. Whom she'd had the best time with ever and now is pretending to be asleep.
Kenzie fell backwards on the bed staring up at plain white ceiling. As her mind wandered it was filled with the memory of her being held tight between heavenly thighs staring right at the leaking slit as it was lowered at agonizingly slow speed. She could feel her panties stick to her sex and slid a finger under her shorts to rub as she thought.
She imagined her Aunt busting through the door and lifting her up for a kiss. Not a normal kiss but one like the princess would get at the end of the movie. Without breaking the princess kiss she would somehow tear her clothes off and fling her small body on the bed. With just a grin to rival the Cheshire cats she would kneel between her legs. Small delicate kisses making her knees tremble up her leg. 'No,' she thought the kisses be like to a newly bloomed rose.
Once past her thighs Auntie would grab some rope lashing each limb to a corner post leaving her helpless with no control. And she would....
Kenzie jumped several feet in the air as heard glass smashing. Frozen in fear she could hear cursing from the kitchen. Kenzie tip toed over to the bedroom door and peaked out into the hall. Bathed in light from a lamp she could see her Aunt clean up the shards of a glass. She could only stare at the kneeling women bent over looking for stray pieces of glass unaware of the lewd view she gave to peeping eyes.
Kenzie continued to stare watching the slight jiggle of her Aunt's modest breasts and admired her slight curves and pert bum. A thought sprung into her head where the goddess before her would march over and grab her hair dragging her to the scene of the smash. Demand Kenzie to clean it up and spanked her for breaking a valuable glass before taking her to the bedroom and repeating earlier exploits. Kenzie got so engrossed in her fantasy she didn't notice her Aunt walk up and stand in front of her until she heard the cough.
Like a startled deer Kenzie froze staring at her Aunt now covered with a dressing gown looking at her concerned. "Erm Kenzie go to bed, I'm sorry about today. Go to bed and try and get some sleep and we can talk about it in the morning." Wrapping her arms around herself the elder women side stepped past as far away as she could and all but sprinted into her room firmly closing the door behind her.
Bad dreams
Both ladies tossed and turned in their own beds. Neither able to switch off from the emotional turmoil the situation had left them in. Kenzie finally broke and got up. Collapsing in front of her Aunt's aging PC. She stabbed angrily at the power button annoyed that the one person she would normally talk to was the one she currently couldn't.
Logging onto her favourite fetish site she scanned the usual guff and replied to few personal messages. Absent mindedly she looked over the new photos and updates in her feed. A flashing message alert stopped her clicking and opened in the instant chat.
@MaitresseMalice - All OK little one you're up very late?
@PrincessBelle - Hey MissM, just struggling to sleep that all.
@MaitresseMalice - Anything I can help you with?
@PrincessBelle - Great day gone sour. Just thinking what I can do to fix it. :(
@MaitresseMalice - A boy or girl?
@PrincessBelle - What made you come to that conclusion?
@MaitresseMalice - Because sweetie the only thing that ever keeps you awake is love or a great night. I figured as a school night probably love :(
@PrincessBelle - I tell you too much,
