From: bobandcarole@aol.com   
      
   Story: amy and terry g3-7-11   
      
      
   My mom dropped my sisters and I off at Cindy’s house for the night. She   
   was going on an overnight business trip and figured it was best if we   
   weren’t left alone. I was 12 at the time; my sisters were 11, 7, and 3.   
      
   Cindy was 28 and taught middle school. She always seemed a little shy.   
   Mom was trying to set her up with different guys she knew, but Cindy   
   would never go out on a date.   
      
   We stayed up a little late playing some board game. Finally everyone was   
   tired except for me. Cindy was acting strange. She was drinking wine all   
   evening, and seemed a bit tipsy. My mom drank at night, so I was quite   
   use to drunk adults.   
      
   "Come on girls, its time for bed," Cindy finally said stretching.   
      
   "I’m not tired, Cindy," I tell her, knowing its pointless. When Cindy   
   says its time for bed, she means it.   
      
   She just looks at me and I sigh. Cindy is nice, but she always has us in   
   bed by 9:00. I stand and head back to her room with the other girls. I’m   
   wearing a nightie with lacey white panties. We all crawled into Cindy’s   
   King size bed. It was a tight fit, but we managed it. I’m on one of the   
   edges. Cindy kisses us goodnight, then turns off the light.   
      
   I try to fight sleep, but it eventually over comes me. I jerk awake   
   though, and role over to look at the clock. It’s 10:15pm. I’m now   
   wide-awake and thirsty. I get out of bed trying not to wake up my sisters.   
      
   I walk into the living room, hearing the TV on. Cindy can get me   
   something to drink, I think to myself. As I walk down the hallway I can   
   see the TV screen. The couch is between it and me, and I see Cindy on   
   the couch.   
      
   I stop, stunned, as I realize what is on the TV. Three naked women were   
   kissing, touching, and doing other things to each other. I couldn’t   
   believe my eyes. I’d never seen anything of this sort before, and it was   
   amazing.   
      
   My whole exposure with sex of any type was seeing my dogs mate and even   
   then I was too embarrassed to watch. I called my pussy my cunny. I   
   hadn’t even seen a dick, not even my dads. I just stood and watched amazed.   
      
   I was starting to have a strange feeling in my pussy. It was like it was   
   itching but deep inside where I could never reach. Suddenly, I realized   
   there was moaning coming from a place other than TV. Moving forward I   
   saw Cindy on the couch, she was wearing a robe, but it was pulled up   
   revealing a shaved pussy. One of her large breasts was sticking out of   
   the robe.   
      
   Then I heard her moan, and realized her hand was touching her pussy! I   
   watched, my mouth open in amazement. She would take a finger and rub in   
   on her clit, then slide it down and IN somewhere. Then it would go back   
   to her clit. Of course, I had no idea what a clit was.   
      
   My hand went to my pussy touching it like Cindy was. I didn’t really   
   know what I was doing, but I felt an eletric charge shoot through me. I   
   moved around so I could look better. As I did, I knocked over a glass   
   that was next to the couch. Cindy looked up, panicked stricken.   
      
   She hit the stop button on the remote and covered herself with a   
   blanket. "Steph! What are you doing up?" She seemed on the verge of crying.   
      
   "Cindy… I couldn’t sleep." I kept looking at her. Now I wanted to cry.   
      
   "Honey, whats wrong?" She asked me.   
      
   "What were you watching?" I ask, my chin quivering. I didn’t understand   
   what I felt or why she was upset.   
      
   "I am so sorry Steph. You shouldn’t have seen that. Its not something a   
   little girl should see."   
      
   I lifted my head up higher, "I am not a little girl!"   
      
   Cindy smiled at me, the first time that she let on that I hadn’t done   
   something wrong. "I know honey. You still are too young to be looking at   
   what I was watching."   
      
   "Cindy?"   
      
   "Yes Honey?"   
      
   "Why were you touching yourself like that?"   
      
   Cindy stopped, turning pale again. She didn’t know what to say. Finally,   
   she patted the couch next to her for me to sit down.   
      
   I went and sat down, as I did, my nightly rode up a little, revealing my   
   panties.   
      
   "I was masturbating. Do you know what that is?" She asked me.   
      
   I shook my head. I really had no idea, but whatever it was, she seemed   
   to be enjoying it. She thought about it a second, "Well you see,   
   masturbation is when someone feels really horny, they need to release   
   the pressure."   
      
   I giggled. My friends talked about being horny, but it was always in a   
   mean spirited way. Like "Peggy sue is horny, she’s a little slut." I   
   don’t think any of us really knew what it was.   
      
   "What is horny?" I asked her.   
      
   I looked up at her, and realized she was staring at something. Looking   
   down I saw my panties were pulled up tight against my pussy. They were a   
   little small for me, so they revealed the outline of it. I didn’t know   
   what to think, but some part of me felt good that she was looking.   
      
   She realized I was watching her watch me and turned away. "Well, horny   
   is this feeling you get when you’re older. You have this feeling here,"   
   she put her hand below my belly button and slid it lower, to right above   
   my pussy. "You have to either have sex or masturbate to relieve it. Some   
   people say its bad, but I think its just part of life."   
      
   Her hand was still on my belly, and I was starting to have a weird   
   feeling below where her hand was. I smiled at her, maybe this was being   
   horny, I thought!   
      
   "So why don’t you have sex?" I asked her innocently.   
      
   "Well, I’m a lesbian, and well, there aren’t a lot of those around."   
      
   I looked at her funny, "What’s a lesbian?"   
      
   She paused, then looked up at the TV, "Well, it’s a girl that likes   
   others girls."   
      
   I giggled, "I like other girls, am I a lesbian?"   
      
   She laughed, "No honey, its wanting to have sex with girls, or being in   
   love with one. Most people consider it a sin."   
      
   I thought about it, "My mom says that someone else’s sin isn’t any of   
   our business. I think she means that we’re not suppose to judge."   
      
   She laughed and moved her hand off my belly and rubbed my head, "Your   
   mom is a smart lady, but if she knew I was a lesbian she wouldn’t let me   
   babysit you anymore."   
      
   "Well, I won’t tell her I like you!" I said eagerly.   
      
   She looked at me funny then, "Well, honey, I like you too. I’d hate to   
   not be able to see you again."   
      
   "Besides, being a lesbian can’t be that bad, those girls looked like   
   they were having fun!" I said.   
      
   She laughed at me, "Well, they were I imagine. So was I."   
      
   "Will you show me how to masturbate?" I asked.   
      
   She froze and looked at me, "Honey, you’re a bit too young for that."   
      
   "No I’m not. I got a funny feeling watching that. Right here." I grabbed   
   her hand and put it above my pussy.   
      
   She swallowed, "I could get in to trouble if anyone found out. Maybe   
   even go to jail."   
      
   "I won’t tell anyone! Please!" I asked her as I said it I jumped up and   
   down in the couch. Her hand moved and rubbed me between my pussy lips, I   
      
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