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story_codes: F/gg (9,4), g/g (11/9, 6/4) cons, incest, interracial

story_intro: (A sequel written due to feedback from readers). Jaydin and Elle are adapting well to their Aunt Janis' hot and tender loving. Outside of their new home, they are also finding new adventures. Jaydin stumbles up on hers in a park while little Elle makes a new friend at daycare.

story_language: English




Living with Aunt Janice, part 2

Written by madvlad


	"Bye, Jaydin!" Elle hollered as she hopped up and down in the front doorway.

	Jaydin paused and turned to wave at her little sister. The nine year-old's backpack, stuffed with school items, looked too bulky for the girl's slight frame and Janice thought for a moment that the girl might tip over. It didn't help that Jaydin, like Elle, took after their mother in build and was small for her age.

	Janice also waved to her niece who then spun around, again tempting gravity as the backpack swung, and trotted off to the bus stop at the nearby corner. Unlike her late, older sister, Janice was quite tall.

	Lowering her tattooed arm, Janice looked at Elle who was still hopping and waving, hoping her big sister would see her and wave again. Jaydin did, as did two other girls at the bus stop. Elle was wearing one of Jaydin's t-shirts like a night gown, a little quirk she had begun in the past week. (Of course, she usually only wore after getting up in the morning as clothing of any sort was rarely worn in bed anymore.) During the month since Janice had taken custody of the girls, she had been repeatedly amused and occasionally turned on by Elle's little flights of fancy.

	This morning was no exception.

	"Hey kiddo," she said to the four year-old. "Are you wearing any panties under that shirt?

	Elle turned to look at her, her grayish hazel eyes wide and sincere with innocence.

	"No," she answered simply.

	"I didn't think so because it looked like you were showing some goodies when you were jumping around. And I'm going to have to do something about that."

	Elle looked at her aunt, curious about the bit of warning in her voice.

	"What?" she asked.

	Janice grinned.

	"I'm going to have to have a second breakfast."

	Taking hold of the t-shirt, Janice pulled it up. Elle raised her arms, by now quite used to being undressed in a hurry. Then Janice lifted the naked girl, tossing her in the air to make her giggle. Deftly catching her, Janice brought her close, draping Elle's legs over her shoulders and positioning the tot's hairless cuntlet in front of her mouth.

	Elle loved riding on her tall aunt's shoulders which she usually did clothed and sitting from behind. But this new twist was even more fun as her pudgy little twat was immediately sucked into the woman's mouth. As she was eaten, Elle's tiny feet wriggled against her aunt's shoulder blades.

	As Elle began to lubricate freely, Janice became more aggressive with her tongue. She dug in against the child's hymen, the opening there a little larger than it was a month ago after some stretching. The four year-old's nectar was light on Janice' tongue and she hungrily pulled all of it from Elle's succulent baby pussy.

	Elle's hands gripped the top of Janice's head and she hooked her feet around the back of her aunt's head. Sliding her hands down to cup Elle's soft little rump, Janice could feel the girl working her hips in small motions to hump against Janice's face. Elle made anxious noises, grinding her quim against Janice's lips, nearly trying to aid the woman's tongue in spearing into her virgin cunny. A loud squeak accompanied the burst of new juices flooding from the preschooler's honey pot and Elle shivered in her climax.

	"You're an excellent chef," Janice told her, licking her lips as she set her down. "But it's time to get dressed."

	Elle scooted to her room while Janice cleaned up the dishes from the "first" breakfast. Then Janice went into the bedroom the girls shared finding clothes and toys scattered everywhere although everything had been picked up the night before. Elle was dressed and Janice made a few "minor corrections".

	It had already become clear that Elle saw no need for socks to match but Janice replaced the yellow sock on her left foot with a pink one that matched what was residing on the other foot. Unable to choose between two shirts, Elle had donned both of them so Janice removed one and left the mostly solid colored one in place as it wouldn't quite as garishly clash with the polka dotted pants the girl had selected.

	"My hat!" Elle called out just before Janice managed to corral her out of the room.

	At a street fair the previous weekend, Janice bought a hat that Elle had insisted was simply perfect. It was a straw hat with a wide, somewhat floppy brim and a cheap pink ribbon around the crown. Janice paid two bucks for it, figuring it cost less than ten cents to make down in Mexico or Guatemala or wherever it was from. But for Elle, it was the epitome of high fashion.

	"Remember where we're going today?" Janice asked.

	"Daycare," Elle promptly answered. "Because you have point mints."

	Janice nodded. She had appointments (or 'point mints' in the preschool vernacular) for commissions and other work that paid the bills. Elle was a sweetheart but watching an active and inquisitive four year-old while trying to do some graphic arts work was nearly impossible. But she had found a daycare nearby where Elle could play and make some friends a few days a week. Janice was going to miss playing certain games with Elle, even if it was only two or three times a week when she went to daycare.

	"Aunt Janice?" Elle asked as Janice buckled her into her car seat. "Um..."

	Janice knew the question that would be coming. It had already been asked several times but Elle wanted to be sure. Jumping in, Janice answered the query before it could be completed, adding some extra information for a bit of flash.

	"Yes, I thoroughly checked out the daycare center," she told the girl. "It's built in the middle of a toxic waste dump and there's a biker gang that hangs out there. I also have it on good authority that they sacrifice a child to Satan at least once a month. On the other hand, they are well-stocked with..."

	"Applesauce!" Elle and Janice shouted together.

	Satisfied that her favorite snack would be available, Elle rode contently to the center where she and Janice were met by Kate, the owner and manager of the place. Lifting the brim of her hat, Elle watched as other kids romped about under the eye of a couple of other female employees.

	"I love your hat, Elle," Kate said.

	Elle lifted the brim even higher so she could see the nice lady and smiled.

	"I come here 'cause Aunt Janice has point mints," then she looked about, confused. "Where's the biker gang?"

	Janice stifled a laugh and shook her head and Kate gave her a quizzical look. Understanding that she had missed out on a joke, Kate grinned and bade Janice a good day while she took Elle's hand to introduce her to everyone.

	"So how's Elle doing at daycare?" Jaydin asked that afternoon as Janice was driving to retrieve her little sister.

	"What do you think, I kept calling to check?" Janice retorted. "They're professionals. I left them alone."

	"Really?" Jaydin asked, knowing her aunt had been nervous about leaving Elle at any daycare, no matter how nice it was.

	"Okay, I called once," Janice admitted. "Once every five minutes until they ripped the phone line out."

	Jaydin laughed and Janice confessed to just one actual call in the late morning. When they arrived, Kate brought Elle out. While Elle looked perfectly happy before running into her sister's arms, the woman looked a little sheepish.

	"Sorry about this. I only noticed it now and never saw when the switch was made," Kate said, pointing to Elle's sneaker-clad feet.

	The sneakers matched, but now she had one green sock as a companion to the pink one. Janice  shrugged.

	"I'll send her back again with these on and maybe the other kid will have the same and they can switch back. Or switch with a third kid. No worries, though. Any other issues?"

	"Just one, Kate laughed. "We couldn't find her at first during nap time but then discovered she was in one of the playhouses, fast asleep."

	In the main rom were several playhouses made of durable plastic.

	"That's not a problem is it?" Janice asked.

	"Oh no, as long as she's in the room with the others, we can track them all. She really likes the orange and red playhouse. At least she's easier than Ryan was at first."

	Kate pointed to a little dark-haired boy happily playing with a toy truck.

	"He's a big Snoopy fan and tried sleeping on the roof of the blue playhouse over there. It took a week, but we finally convinced him that a mat on the floor worked better."

	They were all in Janice's bed. As she lay with her head on her aunt's stomach, Jaydin was breathing heavily. With one hand, Janice lazily played with the child's flat chest, tweaking the nipples to erectness. But the main source of Jaydin's reaction was between her legs where Elle was nuzzling her crotch. The preschooler's tongue lapped at the nine year-old's pussy and more than once, Elle had paused to suckle at Jaydin's small clit.

	Seeing Elle's face pressed against her sister's smooth mound was making Janice very horny. But she left the sisters to their lesbian loving until Jaydin came all over her baby sister's mouth. Pleased to have made her big sister cum, Elle crawled up on top of Jaydin and snuggled against her. Jaydin slipped to hand between her sister's legs, finding the little slit in the plump mound still wet from their earlier foreplay.

	"Turn over so Aunt Janice can watch," Jaydin whispered.

	Elle rolled around, pushing her bottom against Jaydin's moist cunny. Carefully, Jaydin slipped a finger between the bald lips of the four year-old's cuntlet. A few weeks ago, Janice had deflowered the nine year-old using a finger. It had hurt very briefly but then Jaydin felt the pleasurable contact deep inside her sex and had no regrets. Jaydin now was aware that it was up to her to open Elle's cunny as Janice told her it would be best between sisters.

	Unwilling to hurt Elle, even for a moment, Jaydin had been conflicted as she still wanted her little sister to experience what she did. At Janice's suggestion, Jaydin gradually used her finger inside Elle's pussy a little more each night. The aperture in the younger child's hymen slowly stretched open to the point where Elle could easily get her finger in. She wondered now if perhaps she could try a second finger and when she mentioned it to Janice that afternoon, her aunt had another idea.

	Jaydin diddled her little sister until Elle was nice and slurpy in her little hole. She extracted her finger, allowing Janice access. The woman eased her finger into her niece's tiny pussy. Feeling the ring of membrane around her finger tip, Janice slowly pushed through. With slight discomfort, Elle murmured something and squirmed a little. But her cherry widened, allowing Janice to sink her digit almost completely inside the girl.

	What stopped her progress was the touch of Elle's cervix against her finger. Janice felt a flash in her loins as she considered what she had done - completely penetrating the four year-old's sex and touching the gateway to the miniature womb that was years away from full development. Elle's tiny channel gripped her finger and with her other hand Janice could feel Elle's heart hammering in her chest.

	Elle was speechless as she felt her aunt's digit inside her well-stuffed pussy. Her cunny tubing was pulled taut around the finger and when Janice started to slide it, Elle whined at the lust-inducing contact. Mistaking her sister's noises for distress, Jaydin tried to encourage her.

	"Wow, Elle. You're doing great!"

	Elle nodded, wide-eyed.

	"I'm all big inside," she gasped.

	The three of them watched and listened as Janice's finger stroked in and out of Elle's tiny, syrupy twatlet. The rounded surfaces preschooler's hairless mons were becoming coated with her leaking dew. As she received her first adult finger inside of her, Elle squirmed in earnest, whimpering as her quim grew hot and twitchy and finally set the child off in her climax.

	When Janice removed her soaked finger, Jaydin's mouth quickly sealed around her little sister's pudgy snatch, sucking her clean while Janice languidly licked her finger. Exhausted, Elle wriggled up against her aunt's chest and sucked a nipple into her small mouth. There she nursed contently until she was fast asleep. Janice slid the girl off to the side, leaving most of the bed for her and Jaydin.

	"Now then," she said to Jaydin.

	Jaydin turned pink and paused for a moment before she spoke. Despite their last month together, the nine year-old was sometimes a little embarrassed when it came to talking about sex although she was always a willing participant. Janice didn't mind; she thought the shyness was kind of cute.

	"Could you..." Jaydin began. "Um, you know, put that...on?"

	Waggling her eyebrows, Janice slid open her night table drawer and pulled out the harness-mounted dildo. This particular model had a ribbed surface for extra fun. Jaydin's blush turned deeper as Janice strapped it in place. Then she slathered it with an oil that heated upon contact with skin. Remaining on her back with the rubber dick upright in the air, she hooked a finger and beckoned for her niece to come closer.

	"Do you want me to fuck you, little girl?" Janice asked in a faux-creepy voice.

	Jaydin's face was beet red as she nodded. After helping her straddle the dildo, Janice pulled her down in torturously slow increments. Jaydin gasped as her hairless labia spread obscenely wide. As each ribbed portion sunk into her twat, Jaydin moaned. Janice knew it was a combination of getting stretched and having the oil react with her sensitive tissues. At last, the thick cock had disappeared into Jaydin's small twat as much as it could go, leaving the slender nine year-old sweating as she was tightly impaled on the thing.

	Janice did most of the work, holding her niece as she moved her up and down while also pumping with her hips. Digging her feet into the mattress, Jaydin helped with her legs but it was her aunt who was clearly in control as she fucked the little girl.

	With sloppy noises, the rubber prick plunged into Jaydin's gooey twat. Then sucking sounds lewdly made their presence when the dong was withdrawn. Jaydin's flat chest and belly shone with her perspiration as the lesbian coupling intensified. Her upper body swayed and her eyes were half closed as she feebly licked her lips.

	Seeing the oversexed child set Janice off. The way the harness was grinding against her snatch certainly helped. Janice couldn't prevent the force with which she bucked, jamming the dildo into her niece. As her climax subsided, Jaydin's ravished pussy lit up with her own orgasm. The preteen's eyes rolled up as her petite form trembled. When she was done, she was quite limp as Janice pulled her from the dildo.

	After Janice laid her next to her little sister, Jaydin snuggled up to Elle and joined her in slumber. Janice gazed at the naked bodies of the youngsters pressed together while she unstrapped the dildo. With a growl, she stuffed in into her cunt and masturbated fiercely with the toy lubed with a nine year-old's pussy juice.

	 Jaydin hummed as she explored a park not far from her aunt's house. It had all kinds of paved trails that curved off into the woods and she ambled along them as she thought about last night. She still couldn't believe Elle had taken Aunt Janice's finger in her cunny like that. She was so little in there but had certainly gotten a thorough, cum-inducing rubdown from their aunt. And Elle made the cutest little squeaks when she came.

	Jaydin stopped, blushing as she felt the moistness growing between her legs. If her baby sister could make her like this just thinking about her...

	Shaking her head to clear her thoughts, Jaydin took stock of her surroundings. She must have wandered off as the path she was on was only dirt and the surrounding greenery did not look as recently manicured as the other shrubs she had passed. As she started to turn to go back, she heard a noise.

	The girl froze, standing silently until she heard it again. It was a light groan coming from behind the bushes. Carefully, she crept around, finding a narrow gap to go through. Although she feared someone was hurt, the sight that greeted her told her otherwise.

	There were two girls embracing. They were older than Jaydin - that was obvious because they were taller than even a normal-sized nine year-old. The second clue was the budding breast mounds that were laid bare with each girl's shirt and training bra pushed up. Each of the girls had one hand on one of the other's titlet, squeezing as the girl's mouths were pressed together. Their jaws were moving and their heads shifted which told Jaydin what they were doing with their tongues.

	Jaydin pressed her thighs together, feeling the response in her sex as she watched. She knew it wasn't polite to spy but she was mesmerized. Memories of a slumber party at the house of a friend before she and Elle had come to live with Aunt Janice surfaced. Her friend, Maggie, had older sister who was about the same age as these girls.

	The sister and her friends had taught the younger girls how to masturbate and had shown off their sprouting boobs. Although Jaydin was now familiar with her aunt's chest, she wondered what breasts felt like when they were just starting to grow. She couldn't take her eyes off the prepubescent titties as they were kneaded by girls' hands and felt a little lightheaded.

	Shifting a foot to steady herself, Jaydin inadvertently stepped on a twig. The two girls jerked their heads in her direction when they heard the snap, looking like deer caught in the headlights.

	"I...I'm sorry," Jaydin mumbled, mortified for intruding and then interrupting.

	Unable to manage any other words, she turned and bolted. Not until she was clear of the woods did she slow. The open sunlight seemed to wash away her nervousness and Jaydin walked slowly in the warmth.

	"Hey, wait up!"

	Jaydin turned to see one of the girls jogging her way. Her gut clenched but she didn't try to escape. When the older girl reached her, Jaydin apologized again.

	"I'm really sorry. I heard a noise and I went to look and then I saw you and that girl with the red hair and I..."

	The other girl grinned and brushed back a curly lock of brown hair.

	"And you liked what you saw?" she suggested.

	When Jaydin blushed and nodded, the girl laughed.

	"That's cool. Oh, I'm Fiona."

	"I'm Jaydin. Is the other girl mad at me?"

	"Hannah? No, it was almost time for her to go home because she has an orthodontist appointment and she went out the other way. We're not mad, but please don't tell anyone, okay?"

	Jaydin nodded vehemently.

	"I'd never tell. I promise."

	Fiona smiled widely and then appraised Jaydin a little more carefully. Hannah had stoked her fire up a little and now Fiona was feeling a bit impish.

	"Great. Hey, how old are you? Seven?"

	Jaydin's shoulders slumped.

	"No, I'm nine. I'm just small for my age," she said in a low tone as she had done many times before with that phrase.

	"Nine. Oh, okay. That makes sense. I thought you were pretty mature."

	Jaydin liked that better.

	"How old are you?" she asked Fiona.

	"Eleven. So is Hannah. She was the noisy one. You ought to hear her when we're alone at her house and...never mind. Hey, come on back here with me. I want to show you something."

	Jaydin followed Fiona back into the woods, still a little nervous but curious as well. Fiona led her back behind the bushes and for a moment Jaydin had the awful feeling that Hannah would be waiting and the two girls would beat her up or something. But they were alone and Fiona turned to face her. Gauging their difference in height, Fiona sat and had Jaydin join her.

	"I want to give you something for not telling," she said to the younger girl.

	As Jaydin opened her mouth to ask what, Fiona planted her lips over hers. Fiona's tongue followed, searching and finding the nine year-old's tongue. Surprised at how quickly Jaydin understood how to French, Fiona became more aggressive in the smaller girl's mouth, wrapping her slithering tongue with Jaydin's. After a few minutes of oral wrestling, she paused.

	"Did you like my tits?" she breathed.

	"Yeah."

	Fiona pushed up her shirt and then did the same to her small white training bra. The small mounds popped free and Fiona took one of Jaydin's wrists.

	"I like getting them touched," she whispered huskily. "Touch them."

	Jaydin did as she was told, softly grasping the prepubescent nubbin. The little girl's hand on her tender breast made Fiona sigh before she locked her mouth over Jaydin's again. They continued this way with Jaydin lying on her back while Fiona was on her side, leaning against her.

	Taking a chance, Fiona slid her hand over the front of Jaydin's pants until she was between her legs. When she gave Jaydin's jeans-clad crotch a squeeze, the other girl did not protest.

	Emboldened, Fiona reached up and unbuttoned Jaydin's jeans before unzipping her fly. Jaydin was breathing heavily into her mouth and Fiona knew she had to understand what was happening. Next, she slid her hand into the waistband of Jaydin's panties, moving over the smooth pubis and finding the puffy, cleft mound she sought.

	Cupping the nine year-old's hairless pussy, Fiona squeezed it again, finding the bare flesh intoxicating. Her middle finger was placed along the slit and she could feel the dampness there.

	Her mind reeling, Fiona was amazed the smaller girl was this wet already. Had she gotten that way while watching her and Hannah make out? Fiona pressed her finger into the small slit, prepared to stop when she reached Jaydin's maidenhead. She and Hannah had already relieved each other of that nuisance with the handle of Hanna's hairbrush a few months ago. But she didn't want to pop this little girl's cherry and make her freak out.

	However, her finger continued into the slippery passage, finding no obstruction. Breaking her kiss again, she whispered to Jaydin.

	"You've done stuff before?"

	"Yes."

	Damn, that was hot, Fiona thought as she attacked Jaydin's mouth with her own. Working her finger in Jaydin's snatch, she hooked it inside and rubbed. With her thumb, she pinched the younger child's clit against her sliding finger. This was how she made Hannah cum and could tell from Jaydin's unspoken reactions that it was working well with her, too. Jaydin's little fingers were urgent against Fiona's chest, working against the softness of her buds and finding the pink tips of her nipples hard. Slobbering, Fiona was dominant in Jaydin's mouth, swirling her tongue all over while she fingered the younger child to a fevered pitch. When Jaydin shuddered, the eleven year-old felt a surge of horny triumph at having made her cum.

	Reluctantly, Fiona rolled away from Jaydin. She would have liked to have done more, but didn't want to get too risky in the park, even if they were in a remote area. After all, hadn't Jaydin discovered her and Hannah? Both girls arranged their clothing back in place in silent acknowledgement.

	"Do you come to the park a lot?" Fiona asked.

	"I just started, but I'll be back," Jaydin promised.

	"Meet us here," Fiona said as they started to pass through the gap in the brush. "Sometimes, Hannah has her house to herself for a few hours. It's not far away and we can go there and get really crazy."

	Jaydin blushed but nodded. Fiona gave her a playful swat on the rear but then kept her hand there for a moment to feel the tight curve of the nine year-old's rump. After a squeeze, she took her hand away and the girls parted at a fork in the path, each appearing perfectly mundane in the afternoon light.

	Ebony saw her again as the bus dropped the kindergartners off at the daycare center. Kindergarten at Ebony's school was done in half-days and she was in the morning session. Several children took a van from school to the daycare where they would spend the afternoon before a parent came to get them.

	Ebony was tall for her age and had started kindergarten a year late which meant she was always the biggest kid at the daycare in the afternoon. Her mother had moved into the school district the year she was supposed to have started school but the deadline for enrollment had been two days before they moved in. Ebony certainly didn't mind as that meant another year with her mother on the days she wasn't in daycare and that meant learning and playing more "bed games".

	"Hiya, Elle," she called.

	The tiny blonde girl grinned and ran to her, throwing her arms around her bigger friend. Ebony's dark chocolate-toned hands patted Elle's silky hair before she slid them to her back. As no one was watching, Ebony slid one lower and gave one of Elle's ass cheeks a squeeze through her shorts.

	The first day they met, Ebony felt a hard pull of attraction to the diminutive four year-old. In the few days since, she had made furtive advances toward the smaller girl, affectionately touching her in public and copping lewd feels on the sly. Not only did Elle not complain, she seemed perfectly content with it. Ebony knew all about secret touching in public since her mother and some of her mother's friends did with her all the time.

	When Kate announced it was time for the younger children to take their naps, the newly arrived kindergarteners had the option of going outside to play so they wouldn't disturb the others. Elle and others removed their shoes while the women helped the younger ones with their footwear.

	"Miss Kate?" Ebony asked. "I'm tired and want a nap."

	"Sure, Ebony," the woman replied. "You know where the mats are."

	"You can sleep in my house!" Elle chirped.

	Ebony knew that Elle liked to sleep in the playhouse in the far corner of the main room, which was why she wanted to stay in at nap time. Kate and the other aides didn't mind as neither Elle nor Ebony were any trouble and would be in the room.

	With the room lights out except for a couple of small lamps so that no one would step on a sleeping child, the interior of the playhouse was quite dim. Ebony waited as one teacher was making their rounds to make sure that all the kids were settled in. Today's minder was Miss Forrester, a young woman who played guitar and wore what Ebony's mom called "hippie clothes".

	After a few minutes, Miss Forrester settled in a chair by a lamp and opened a book. Rolling to her side, Ebony nudged Elle.

	"Let's do something," Ebony whispered.

	"It's nap time," Elle insisted.

	"This is something fun."

	"Okay," Elle agreed, won over by Ebony's logic.

	Ebony stared right into Elle's eyes.

	"It has to be a secret. You can't tell anyone," she said in a serious tone.

	Elle nodded, looking equally serious.

	"Good," Ebony acknowledged before immediately pulling Elle's shorts and panties off.

	When Elle remained perfectly calm, Ebony proceeded. Pushing Elle's legs apart, Ebony lay between them. The preschooler's pussy was as bald as Ebony's, but smaller and pearly white. It looked yummy and Ebony quickly dabbed at it with her tongue before proceeding with longer licks. At the same time, the black girl had her fingers between her own legs to get herself wet and ready. When the Elle's tiny mons was gleaming with spit, Ebony looked up.

	"You taste good," she said before she shucked off her pants and underwear.

	A quick glance out the playhouse window showed no signed of activity and Ebony slid on top of Elle again, this time with her cunny pressed against the smaller girl's.

	"I'm gonna sex you up," Ebony whispered, using a term her mother often used.

	"Okay," Elle agreeably replied.

	Ebony worked her hips, humping against Elle's crotch. The little girls' twats ground together, their mutual wetness growing. Ebony soon had Elle softly panting just as she was. In her mind, she pictured the joining of chocolate and vanilla where their cunnies met.

	As the intimate friction of their rubbing increased, the plump, hairless morsels of girl flesh were completely saturated. Each child had some of the other girl's juices mixing into her slit, carnally bonding them. Every stroke of Ebony's snatch against Elle's baby cuntlet aroused both girls and the occasional contact between their clitties sent sparkling shivers in their immature pussies.

	Ebony came, working her little ass as she thrust harder against Elle's twat. A few minutes later, the littler girl suddenly squeaked, making Ebony stop and put her hand over Elle's mouth.

	"Shh!" she warned her.

	From that brief noise, Ebony was pretty sure she had made Elle cum. Tilting her head to get a better view, she liked the look of her dark, sleek body pressing on top of Elle's smaller, fairer form. When she got off of Elle, she noted something she could never have herself - the golden tint of Elle's limbs contrasting against the lily-white areas where the best parts were.

	Putting her mouth on Elle's pussy again, she licked the other girl clean. Then she got Elle dressed again before donning her clothing again. Ebony didn't clean herself of their mingled juices, though, hoping to give her mom a surprise when she got home. By the time she had her belt buckled, Elle was fast asleep.

	As always, Elle was delighted to see her aunt and big sister that evening. Kate reported that Elle had another good day and that she had been left to sleep a little longer after nap time as she seemed a little more tired.

	Elle took Lucy Forrester's hand the following morning as the teacher led her to a small room and closed the door. Sometimes, a child was brought in for some one-on-one teaching that helped the staff evaluate the basic counting and letter recognition skills in preparation for what the kids should know before they started kindergarten. Kate was proud of the fact that her charges were usually well ahead of the expected levels by the time they first set foot in kindergarten. Lucy and Elle sat at a table with the child on the woman's lap.

	After Elle showed how well she could count to twenty (forgetting twelve, but these things happen), Lucy rolled the chair away from the table. Then she pulled the hem of Elle's denim dress up, revealing a pair of white panties with a pink kitten on the front. Lucy thought it was adorable for the tyke to have a pussy covering her pussy.

	"I saw you and Ebony in the playhouse yesterday," Lucy said softly as she stroked one of Elle's soft little thighs.

	"That's a secret," Elle remarked calmly.

	"Oh, I won't tell," Lucy promised. "But it looked like you were having fun."

	"Yes," Elle fervently confirmed.

	Lucy slid Elle's panties down, pulling one sneaker-clad foot through a leg hole to leave the panties dangling around the other angle. Then she gently placed a finger against the bald, puffy treat between the preschooler's little legs.

	"Why don't we find out just how much fun you had?"

	The little girl contentedly leaned back against the woman, knowing it was always fun anytime she was naked down there with her legs spread.



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