The car skidded across the black ice as if on wings. It slammed into oncoming traffic, and careened into the edge of a building head on. Both the driver and front seat passenger were killed instantly. By some quirk of fate the teenager in the back seat suffered only minor injuries, and a broken arm.
The man and woman came to the City Child Care Center where Jan was being held. They introduced themselves as her Aunt Bess and Uncle Jon. The girl did not know she had an aunt and uncle, and would have denied their existence if it weren't for the strong resemblance of Uncle Jon to her father.
They attended the funeral, signed papers at the lawyer's office, and were off. She road in the back seat of a car with a bubble like shape. It was called a Pacer. She never heard of it. Jan had to leave much of her belongings behind as there was little storage space behind the rear seat. They traveled all day and into the night. They only stopped for food and fuel. The plains gave way to mountains. Jan fell asleep curled up on the small back seat. Jan had no idea when they stopped or that her uncle carried her into the house in the early dawn's light. The first thing she was aware of was waking on a couch in front of a fireplace. The second thing she was aware of was being naked under the covers. The third thing she became aware of was her aunt and uncle standing over her, and looking down at her. She pulled the covers up close to her neck. The fourth thing she became aware of was that her aunt and uncle were naked too.
It was the first time that she saw a real man's genitals, with its tube like penis and sack like scrotum. It looked bigger in real life than on statues at the museum. She tried hard not to stare at it, but her eyes kept going back to it of their own volition. Her aunt, Jan saw, was busty with gold rings dangling from her nipples, and had no hair, but a third ring on her pubic mound. Her aunt asked, "Would you like a cup of coffee or hot chocolate?" The choice startled her, neither was offered at home, or what used to be home. "Hot chocolate, if I may."
"Of course you may," her aunt answered.
Jan swiveled on the couch to a sitting position, making sure the blanket continued to cover her nudity. "Don't be a silly goose," her uncle said, as he snatched away the blanket. "We want to see what you look like under the clothes." Jan cringed. She cupped her crotch and tried to cover her nipples with the arm that had the cast. Her aunt knelt before her and gently pulled away her arms. "Here we are proud of what we look like naked, not ashamed. Don't worry, you will get used to it." Jan still tried to make herself as small as possible. Her aunt and uncle walked away. Jan fought the urge to dive on the floor for the blanket.
Aunt Bess brought Jan a cup of cocoa and a piece of bundt cake on a plate. "Here, Dear, I am sorry we don't have much else for breakfast. We didn't know how long it would take to get you and didn't want to stock up."
"This is fine," she answered. She was happy to get something beside the Farina they served every morning for breakfast at the childcare center.
"Snowed heavy last night," Her uncle said. Jan looked where he was standing looking out the window. He had a broad back and a muscular butt. She wasn't sure she could get used to seeing them naked, or, especially, her going naked. A shiver ran down her spine thinking about it. To her relief, they dressed after breakfast. Her uncle went out to tend to the live stock. That is when Jan discovered they lived on a farm. The day went well, Jan helped her aunt clean the attic. It wasn't much, a bed, dresser, and chest of drawers, but it would be all hers. It was cramped with angled ceilings that followed the roof line. There was no stairway to the attic, just a ladder in the kitchen.
"What about school?" Jan asked.
"We have no schoolhouse around here, all the children are home schooled." It made some sense to Jan if they were living on a farm far from town.
After supper Jan helped her aunt do the dishes. "It's shower time," Uncle Jon announced. "We take a shower every night, so take your clothes off and get into the bathroom," Aunt Bess said. Jan did as she was told and got into the spacious stall and under the shower. Next thing she knew her aunt and uncle joined her. "We usually wash each other, but since it is your first time you can wash yourself," Uncle Jon told Jan. After the shower, and still naked, the three of them went into the living room. Jan was again uncomfortable being nude, but had no idea what to do about it. She sat between her aunt and uncle on the couch watching the TV over the mantle. Her uncle put his hand on her thigh and she froze. "Relax, I don't bite," He said. "That is not quite true," Bess said, and the aunt and uncle started laughing. Jan didn't get the joke. At bed time Jan asked if they had seen her pajamas. She could not find them. "I threw them out. We don't wear anything to bed here," her aunt said. The next morning when she came down into the kitchen dressed, her aunt said, "From now on you don't get dressed until after breakfast." Both her aunt and uncle were naked.
Mid-morning Jan went outside to look around. It was a farm with a big barn, a chicken coop, a garage, a shed, and fields that looked like they went on forever. In the distance were snow covered mountains that circled the whole valley. Later that day Jan and her aunt sat at the kitchen table while Jon was in the barn. "You are thirteen, if I remember right."
"Your uncle says you have a very nice shape for your age. He likes your small, high, breasts and how your butt curves out in back." The blush rose quickly in Jan's face. "Now don't be going all shy on me. He was complimenting you." Jan could not get over how her uncle talked about her body like that. "Have you had your period yet?" Bess asked.
"Yes," Jan answered.
"Good. You must shave your pubic hair."
"I shave under my arms."
"Your crotch too."
"Yes, my dear, it is a local custom. All the women around here do. We will do it tonight in the shower. Today I will sew you up some mini dresses; girls don't wear pants in the commune, nor, for that matter, do they wear panties." Jan worked in a daze that day thinking about what Auntie told her.
Her aunt shaved her that night while her uncle watched, and Jan squeezed her eyes tight to keep the tears from flowing. After they were out of the shower and dried, Jon said, "You look much better without the hair hiding your womanhood. You have a very pretty pussy, and should show it off." Jan squeezed out a, "Thank you," in a squeaky voice. She did not understand these people and their strange ways. She wished that her mom and dad were still alive, and they were still one big, happy family. The next night Uncle Jon shaved and washed Jan, paying particular attention to her breasts, buttocks, and both the inside and outside her sex. When he was finished he had an erection. Aunt Bess dropped to her knees and took Jon's cock into her mouth. Jan stood and watched how Bess gave Jon a blow job and what delight showed on Jon's face. It became a ritual between the three of them every night in the shower.
Her aunt and uncle went to church on Sunday. She went to Sunday school in the church basement. It was nothing like the Sunday school she attended when she lived with her parents. From what she could tell it was a mishmash of Christian, Hindu, and Buddhism, along with some other minor beliefs she never heard of. Woman was created to be the helpmate to men. That, Jan knew, came from the Bible. A sexual orgasm was god's gift to mankind. Jan never heard that before.
After a couple of weeks Jan was starting to get used to walking around naked. Once she got over the initial trauma it wasn't so bad. One evening after their shower her aunt and uncle put on their street clothes. Jan asked, "Why are you dressed?"
Bess answered, "I am going to visit a friend over night. Your Uncle Jon will be right back." Jan sat and watched TV like they do every night. About forty-five minutes later Jon came back accompanied by a girl older than Jan. Jon introduce the girl as Cheryl. They disappeared into the bedroom, and when they came back out Jan was startled to see that they were both naked. Cheryl was shorter, but bustier than Jan. Just like her aunt the girl wore rings through her nipples, and another larger one pierced her pubic mound. Instead of sitting between her aunt and uncle to watch TV, Jan sat on the end with her uncle in the middle and Cheryl at the other end. They were watching a murder mystery. When the commercial came on Jan turned to her uncle to make a comment about the plot. She never got it out of her mouth. She was startled to see Cheryl was stroking Uncle Jon's erection. Jan kept taking sly glances out of the corner of her eye as the evening progressed.
Sound carried in that small house and that night Jan could hear the sounds from the downstairs bedroom. First was indecipherable mumbling, moans, and groans, but then Jan heard Cheryl say, "Eat me." There was maybe thirty seconds of silence before the girl said, "That's it. Yes, yes. Lick higher. Yes, there, lick the clit, lick the clit." That was followed by the girl screaming. It wasn't long after that when Jan heard the familiar rhythmic sound of the bed springs creaking. She was pretty sure she knew what was going on then.
Over breakfast, Jon explained to Cheryl how Jan came to live with them. "So, Jan is going to be here permanently?" Cheryl asked.
"Yes, this is her new home," Jon answered.
"Is Jan going to be initiated then?" Cheryl asked.
"Yes, of course, when the time comes."
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