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Sensuous Smut
Moon
- Joined
- Sep 19, 2014
Katie had been a total bitch.
It wasn't as if the poor thing didn't had an excuse for her behavior in the past weeks; nobody had dared talk back to her even as she acted out in the worst of ways. Maybe that's why she'd been so eager to leave her loving grandparent's home and run off with her estranged aunt. But she wanted... No. She needed to get away from them. It was so easy to forget what they'd lost, but they kept treating Katie with a sickening level of kindness. Like she was the damaged one, like she was the one about to break... Even though they'd been the ones crying themselves to sleep each night. Maybe the funeral was when she'd finally decided to just leave? They were all so- Damn them! It was her mother that they were putting into the ground! And they were the ones crying!? Where were they all when it mattered!? Katie spent the day trying to hold back the venom from pouring out of her lips. None of them were there when her mother was first diagnosed, none of them stayed through the endless treatments and false-hopes! Maybe they came to visit, sent some money, but it wasn't the same as being there. They had no right to even be near her mother's grave-stone...
Katie had snuck out during the reception. It wasn't as if she planned on getting anywhere without any money and dressed in a funeral gown... But she'd gone quite a ways before someone had come looking for her. But to her surprise the woman didn't take her back and instead drove her to the closest restaurant, not speaking a word to her until Katie was ready. It was... annoying. All she could remember saying at first wasn't anything she'd dare repeat now. However, the woman didn't back down or scold her, just changed the subject. What they spoke about after was now a distant memory, but soon she'd identified herself. The woman was her Aunt, estranged from the family. She'd made little attempts at excusing herself from not being a part of her or her mother's life, but what she did say was enough for Katie to start to open up to her. Even now Katie couldn't help smirking at the thought of the two of them dressed in black, laughing aloud in the middle of the restaurant to stories about her mother's childhood. Her Aunt had only offered to get her away for a few days, and bring her back to her grandparents whenever she was ready. Katie had, of course, accepted eagerly.
The rest of the day was them driving far away. Hours of them talking about so many things, so many things that kept Katie from thinking of what her life would be like now, the choices she'd soon have to make and the changes that were out of her control. At some point she'd dozed off, finally gaining the ability to relax. When they'd arrived at her Aunt's the area seemed empty and devoid of anyone else, but Katie paid little mind to it for now. It was a late hour after all and the drive still had her worn out in spite of her little nap. There were boxes everywhere and, as her Aunt explained, the spare room was still being renovated as she'd moved in to the home in a bit of a rush. In spite of this the entirety of the home was well furnished and did seem to be well lived in... But why would her Aunt lie about just moving in? What other reason would explain the various boxes and the incomplete room? Katie's normal curiosity was somewhat dulled by her own exhaustion and her Aunt led her up to the bedroom for now.
Katie had been a total bitch though. She'd slowly realized this as various times her Aunt would have to take a phone call or engage in furious fits of texting with various family members who were quite upset by her taking Katie away. Still... Even if she was... As she curled beneath the sheets of her Aunt's bed and shut her eyes Katie felt some sense of stability having a person that genuinely cared for her watching over her tonight. "Thank you Auntie." It was the best the girl could muster as she tossed the black gown to the floor, ready for bed. "Do you think we can get some… clothes tomorrow? I-I don't know if I want to go back home yet for my things."
Crista was not what one would call truly welcomed among her family, she had been practically disowned when she was sixteen because she didn’t fit the perfect family mode. When her sister died, she didn’t really know what to think or what to do, hell she almost had just said the fuck with it and not attended the funeral for the little bitch. Still, unknown to anyone in the family, before Jamilynne died, she had called Crista and begged for forgiveness for how she was treated and begged her to look after her teenaged daughter Katie. She knew of course that the only reason Jami had called her was because of the same reason that when she first arrived for the funeral her parents and the other relatives didn’t attempt to have her removed. Crista was wealthy now, the money she had was something they all sought to have access to one day or in some way. It had been easy for them to see she had money when they looked at the type of car she owned, the clothes she wore and the jewelry she had. Of course, more to the point was that she had recently been written up in a magazine for one of the charities that she attended where she had given three hundred thousand to the charity.
Crista technically had three faces, the one she showed to society, the one she had in her community and the one she hid from everyone other than those she took as lovers. At the funeral she watched her niece carefully and when she left the reception later, Crista decided to follow her. There were many thoughts going through her mind, the least of which was how to get Katie stripped down and fuck the pretty young girl. Crista didn’t really cry for the loss of her older sister, she had already cried her last tears for anyone in that sickening family but she wasn’t going to deny Jami’s last request either. She didn’t bother with platitudes when she had Katie get in her car and drove to a restaurant, she let the young girl rant, knowing that later when she had the chance she would be showing Katie what her new life would be. For a time, she shared secrets of how Jami was a kid, things to get her niece’s mind distracted and eventually she made the offer for Katie to come stay with her for a few days.
What Katie didn’t know and what even her family didn’t know was that in exactly three days a court would be called together to begin the petitioning process that would give Crista full guardianship of her niece. With the best paid lawyer there was nothing her family could do to stop it from happening and until then the teen would be in her home and her bed. She had been given two months to begin planning everything out when Jami asked her to care for her niece and having seen pictures of the teen had known quite early what she would be doing with the girl.
For now, Katie had agreed and Crista took her niece with her, not bothering to say much to the family, instead driving off and getting on the highway. After a while she had been forced to take calls and text different family members who were angry that she had practically kidnapped her niece. Of course, she hadn’t. A couple weeks before Jami died, she had gone to her hospital room and had her sign the legal documents that were needed to make the petition go through and had even had a lawyer there to witness as Jami made her dying will out. The Will would be read tomorrow but Katie didn’t need to be there for that.
When they arrived at her house, she informed her niece that the room which would have been a spare was being renovated and the other rooms still had boxes. She had bought this home and didn’t bother to unpack every room or set everything up, but she didn’t tell Katie this. Crista instead said she hadn’t moved in long ago and was still getting things set up but was having the larger of the spare rooms renovated because there had been some damage. This meant, that for the time being Katie would have to share a bed with Crista and of course, the older woman at twenty-nine years old was quite looking forward to that. As she watched the girl remove the black gown she had worn for the funeral, Crista’s cock twitched beneath her own dress but she let her niece curl up for now. “Don’t worry about a thing, Katie. You don’t have to go back until you are ready, I’ll take care of everything. Go ahead and get some sleep.”
For the moment, she would let the fifteen year old feel like everything was alright and nothing would touch her, but she also had every intention of taking advantage of the situation that had been presented to her. The thought of fucking the teen was one that wouldn’t let up anytime soon. So she asked her niece softly, with a warm and relaxed smile, “Do you want me to stay in here until you fall asleep, Katie?” She reached out a hand to smooth the girl’s hair much like a parent would as she waited for the girl’s answer.
It wasn't as if the poor thing didn't had an excuse for her behavior in the past weeks; nobody had dared talk back to her even as she acted out in the worst of ways. Maybe that's why she'd been so eager to leave her loving grandparent's home and run off with her estranged aunt. But she wanted... No. She needed to get away from them. It was so easy to forget what they'd lost, but they kept treating Katie with a sickening level of kindness. Like she was the damaged one, like she was the one about to break... Even though they'd been the ones crying themselves to sleep each night. Maybe the funeral was when she'd finally decided to just leave? They were all so- Damn them! It was her mother that they were putting into the ground! And they were the ones crying!? Where were they all when it mattered!? Katie spent the day trying to hold back the venom from pouring out of her lips. None of them were there when her mother was first diagnosed, none of them stayed through the endless treatments and false-hopes! Maybe they came to visit, sent some money, but it wasn't the same as being there. They had no right to even be near her mother's grave-stone...
Katie had snuck out during the reception. It wasn't as if she planned on getting anywhere without any money and dressed in a funeral gown... But she'd gone quite a ways before someone had come looking for her. But to her surprise the woman didn't take her back and instead drove her to the closest restaurant, not speaking a word to her until Katie was ready. It was... annoying. All she could remember saying at first wasn't anything she'd dare repeat now. However, the woman didn't back down or scold her, just changed the subject. What they spoke about after was now a distant memory, but soon she'd identified herself. The woman was her Aunt, estranged from the family. She'd made little attempts at excusing herself from not being a part of her or her mother's life, but what she did say was enough for Katie to start to open up to her. Even now Katie couldn't help smirking at the thought of the two of them dressed in black, laughing aloud in the middle of the restaurant to stories about her mother's childhood. Her Aunt had only offered to get her away for a few days, and bring her back to her grandparents whenever she was ready. Katie had, of course, accepted eagerly.
The rest of the day was them driving far away. Hours of them talking about so many things, so many things that kept Katie from thinking of what her life would be like now, the choices she'd soon have to make and the changes that were out of her control. At some point she'd dozed off, finally gaining the ability to relax. When they'd arrived at her Aunt's the area seemed empty and devoid of anyone else, but Katie paid little mind to it for now. It was a late hour after all and the drive still had her worn out in spite of her little nap. There were boxes everywhere and, as her Aunt explained, the spare room was still being renovated as she'd moved in to the home in a bit of a rush. In spite of this the entirety of the home was well furnished and did seem to be well lived in... But why would her Aunt lie about just moving in? What other reason would explain the various boxes and the incomplete room? Katie's normal curiosity was somewhat dulled by her own exhaustion and her Aunt led her up to the bedroom for now.
Katie had been a total bitch though. She'd slowly realized this as various times her Aunt would have to take a phone call or engage in furious fits of texting with various family members who were quite upset by her taking Katie away. Still... Even if she was... As she curled beneath the sheets of her Aunt's bed and shut her eyes Katie felt some sense of stability having a person that genuinely cared for her watching over her tonight. "Thank you Auntie." It was the best the girl could muster as she tossed the black gown to the floor, ready for bed. "Do you think we can get some… clothes tomorrow? I-I don't know if I want to go back home yet for my things."
Crista was not what one would call truly welcomed among her family, she had been practically disowned when she was sixteen because she didn’t fit the perfect family mode. When her sister died, she didn’t really know what to think or what to do, hell she almost had just said the fuck with it and not attended the funeral for the little bitch. Still, unknown to anyone in the family, before Jamilynne died, she had called Crista and begged for forgiveness for how she was treated and begged her to look after her teenaged daughter Katie. She knew of course that the only reason Jami had called her was because of the same reason that when she first arrived for the funeral her parents and the other relatives didn’t attempt to have her removed. Crista was wealthy now, the money she had was something they all sought to have access to one day or in some way. It had been easy for them to see she had money when they looked at the type of car she owned, the clothes she wore and the jewelry she had. Of course, more to the point was that she had recently been written up in a magazine for one of the charities that she attended where she had given three hundred thousand to the charity.
Crista technically had three faces, the one she showed to society, the one she had in her community and the one she hid from everyone other than those she took as lovers. At the funeral she watched her niece carefully and when she left the reception later, Crista decided to follow her. There were many thoughts going through her mind, the least of which was how to get Katie stripped down and fuck the pretty young girl. Crista didn’t really cry for the loss of her older sister, she had already cried her last tears for anyone in that sickening family but she wasn’t going to deny Jami’s last request either. She didn’t bother with platitudes when she had Katie get in her car and drove to a restaurant, she let the young girl rant, knowing that later when she had the chance she would be showing Katie what her new life would be. For a time, she shared secrets of how Jami was a kid, things to get her niece’s mind distracted and eventually she made the offer for Katie to come stay with her for a few days.
What Katie didn’t know and what even her family didn’t know was that in exactly three days a court would be called together to begin the petitioning process that would give Crista full guardianship of her niece. With the best paid lawyer there was nothing her family could do to stop it from happening and until then the teen would be in her home and her bed. She had been given two months to begin planning everything out when Jami asked her to care for her niece and having seen pictures of the teen had known quite early what she would be doing with the girl.
For now, Katie had agreed and Crista took her niece with her, not bothering to say much to the family, instead driving off and getting on the highway. After a while she had been forced to take calls and text different family members who were angry that she had practically kidnapped her niece. Of course, she hadn’t. A couple weeks before Jami died, she had gone to her hospital room and had her sign the legal documents that were needed to make the petition go through and had even had a lawyer there to witness as Jami made her dying will out. The Will would be read tomorrow but Katie didn’t need to be there for that.
When they arrived at her house, she informed her niece that the room which would have been a spare was being renovated and the other rooms still had boxes. She had bought this home and didn’t bother to unpack every room or set everything up, but she didn’t tell Katie this. Crista instead said she hadn’t moved in long ago and was still getting things set up but was having the larger of the spare rooms renovated because there had been some damage. This meant, that for the time being Katie would have to share a bed with Crista and of course, the older woman at twenty-nine years old was quite looking forward to that. As she watched the girl remove the black gown she had worn for the funeral, Crista’s cock twitched beneath her own dress but she let her niece curl up for now. “Don’t worry about a thing, Katie. You don’t have to go back until you are ready, I’ll take care of everything. Go ahead and get some sleep.”
For the moment, she would let the fifteen year old feel like everything was alright and nothing would touch her, but she also had every intention of taking advantage of the situation that had been presented to her. The thought of fucking the teen was one that wouldn’t let up anytime soon. So she asked her niece softly, with a warm and relaxed smile, “Do you want me to stay in here until you fall asleep, Katie?” She reached out a hand to smooth the girl’s hair much like a parent would as she waited for the girl’s answer.
