Clear blue waters...

Andy didn't know what was going on, by she knew it was something she shouldn't be doing or telling anybody about. She wasn't sure what kind of vibes her aunt gave off but she was nice enough and Andy figured she wasn't dangerous. She was pretty distracted by her ice cream but that didn't stop her from blushing at Stella's question, carefully avoiding her gaze as she laughed nervously, "I tried to," she told her, "I felt like...like I was gonna pee and I stopped," she whispered quickly, "I didn't want daddy to think I wet the bed."

Andy was always perfect when she performed but she made sure to be precise knowing that Stella was watching. She wanted so badly to impress her aunt. When it was over she accepted the love and praise from her family but she was most excited when her aunt asked to take her out for ice cream. She. They were alone she was relaxed, chewing her bottom lip in thought, "Cookies and cream for sure," she said with a soft hum. "I guess so, sometimes it feels good when I do. Do you like popsicles?"

Stella’s little niece didn’t leave her mind much since she first saw her at that wedding. Stella should have been disgusted at what she’d done, but she wasn’t, and she didn’t care. It was hot, innocent enough for Andy, and an amazingly fucked up way to get back at her brother. She jacked off to it from time to time, and wondered if the little girl even remembered at all. She hope she did, and when an extravagant invite to Andy’s dance recital in a ritzy venue came in the mail, she cleared her cleared her schedule to make sure she could make it. She greeted her family with an aloof hello and searched out Andy. Stella couldn’t help but smile when she spotted her, walking over to the little girl all dressed up in pale pink. “Hi, remember me?” she asked with a grin, reaching out her hands for a hug.

Andy hadn’t forgotten about her aunt, her thoughts always drifting to the almost stranger when she up at night, her hand rubbing curiously between her legs like Stella had asked her to do. She was easily distracted though, dance and school keeping her from dwelling on the older blonde until she was popping up again. She felt butterflies erupt in her stomach when she came over, surprised that she had even come. She knew that her father had invited her aunt but still, she didn’t believe that she cared. “Hi,” she greeted with a shy smile, leaning into the hug with poorly concealed enthusiasm, “I didn’t think you were coming!”

“Yeah well, here I am,” she said with a little shrug, running her fingers through her silky blonde hair. “Hmmm,” she hummed, taking in that sweet scent of her shampoo. She lets her fingers drag down her small spine, pulling her closer. She dropped a kiss to the top of her head, and tilted it closer to her ear. “Are you going to dance good for me, little baby?” Stella purred. “Like at the wedding?”

Andy had everything she ever asked for but her parents couldn't really be bothered to spend much time with her if it wasn't for a photo opportunity. She was quick to latch onto anyone who showed any interest in her, especially someone like Stella who was so good at making her feel good. She smiled happily, nodding quickly, "Yup, Ill be better now though, this time I'm wearing a tutu," she told her, an excited hitch to her breath before the lights dimmed and she knew she had to go, "I'll see you after Auntie Stella," she mumbled, pressing an innocent kiss to her cheek before she bounded off to get up on stage.

Stella’s little niece didn’t leave her mind much since she first saw her at that wedding. Stella should have been disgusted at what she’d done, but she wasn’t, and she didn’t care. It was hot, innocent enough for Andy, and an amazingly fucked up way to get back at her brother. She jacked off to it from time to time, and wondered if the little girl even remembered at all. She hope she did, and when an extravagant invite to Andy’s dance recital in a ritzy venue came in the mail, she cleared her cleared her schedule to make sure she could make it. She greeted her family with an aloof hello and searched out Andy. Stella couldn’t help but smile when she spotted her, walking over to the little girl all dressed up in pale pink. “Hi, remember me?” she asked with a grin, reaching out her hands for a hug.

Andy hadn't forgotten about her aunt, her thoughts always drifting to the almost stranger when she up at night, her hand rubbing curiously between her legs like Stella had asked her to do. She was easily distracted though, dance and school keeping her from dwelling on the older blonde until she was popping up again. She felt butterflies erupt in her stomach when she came over, surprised that she had even come. She knew that her father had invited her aunt but still, she didn't believe that she cared. "Hi," she greeted with a shy smile, leaning into the hug with poorly concealed enthusiasm, "I didn't think you were coming!"

Once Stella was finally done, she reached out and linked her pinky with her niece’s, a warm smile on her lips. She felt affection for the little girl, more than she ever thought she would, but it was probably because she had just orgasmed all over her. She couldn’t help her hand when it slid higher, swiping against her wet panties and looking for her little clit, wondering if it was hard or if she had already played with herself. She pressed against it. “You’re so special,” she promised her, pressing again. “You are Auntie’s special girl.”

Andy matched Stella’s smile, her brief anxiety forgotten when she was sure she wasn’t in trouble. Her lower body shifted in a sporadic way when her aunt’s fingers searched for her clit, her hips moving, but she wasn’t sure if she wanted to move away from the feeling or closer to it. “What’s that?” She asked her quietly, still shifting around to try and make sense of the way her stomach seemed to jump whenever her aunt’s finger pressed down, “Really?” She asked with wide eyes when Stella promised she was special, “Just for you? Me only?”

She smirked when the little girl squirmed, treating her to a few more gentle strokes before removing her hand from under her dress. She lifted Andy off, straightening out her dress to cover the wet mess. “That’s your special place,” she whispered secretly, “When you go home I want you to play with it a lot in your bed tonight, okay? Pinky promise you’ll do it?” she asked, knowing she’d have to leave soon to get cleaned up, a little bummed to part with her new friend. “Rub it for auntie tonight, little baby.”

Andy wanted Stella to touch her everywhere, amazing jolts of pleasure settling low in her belly as her hand worked. She didn't fight it when her aunt lifted her off her lap though, eyes curious and lips pursed as she took in the new information. "I'll do it don't worry," she promised, willing to do anything to feel like that again, "I'll do it as soon as I'm alone."

Once Stella was finally done, she reached out and linked her pinky with her niece’s, a warm smile on her lips. She felt affection for the little girl, more than she ever thought she would, but it was probably because she had just orgasmed all over her. She couldn’t help her hand when it slid higher, swiping against her wet panties and looking for her little clit, wondering if it was hard or if she had already played with herself. She pressed against it. “You’re so special,” she promised her, pressing again. “You are Auntie’s special girl.”

Andy matched Stella's smile, her brief anxiety forgotten when she was sure she wasn't in trouble. Her lower body shifted in a sporadic way when her aunt's fingers searched for her clit, her hips moving, but she wasn't sure if she wanted to move away from the feeling or closer to it. "What's that?" She asked her quietly, still shifting around to try and make sense of the way her stomach seemed to jump whenever her aunt's finger pressed down, "Really?" She asked with wide eyes when Stella promised she was special, "Just for you? Me only?"

Andy's brow furrowed when Stella did say anything, confused she looked down and watched her hand move on her thigh, stroking the skin there and forcing a soft gasp from her lips when her fingers touched the outside of her panties. A weird feeling settled in then, feeling herself rock into a warm bump over and over she didn't know why it started to feel different between her legs but she was too embarrassed to ask, blushing when she felt a warm wetness between their bodies, immediately assuming it was her fault, "Oh...I'm sorry auntie Stella," she whispered, shifting in her lap, her only relief coming when Stella insisted it was going to be a secret, "I won't tell if you won't tel, pinky promise." She told her, holding her pinky out expectantly.

Andy jumped in surprise when she heard aunt Stella’s voice suddenly so close to her ear, giggling a little as she started to move her around on her lap much to the little girl’s innocent amusement. “Blast and me go real fast like this!” She was eager to show her, continuing the rocking motion Stella had introduced but going at her own fast pace, trying to mimic how she played with her pony.

Stella fought the urge to moan, Andy’s ass grinding so good against her cock. “Good girl, little baby,” she praised her. She didn’t want Andy to stop. She wanted to cum against her. It was fucked up but all she couple think of. One hand slid secretly under her frilly dress and gripped the inside of the little girl’s thigh. “Don’t stop,” she mumbled, “its good practice, isn’t it?”

Andy had never heard any noises like the ones her aunt was making but their new game was fun an exciting and she didn't want to stop. "Mhm, I can go faster next time I ride Blast," she agreed, happy to be playing her aunt's game right and happy that she wanted to keep playing, "Don't worry Auntie Stella, we can play for a long time, daddy says weddings are a long time," she explained, not wanting her new friend to be sad.

Andy jumped in surprise when she heard aunt Stella's voice suddenly so close to her ear, giggling a little as she started to move her around on her lap much to the little girl's innocent amusement. "Blast and me go real fast like this!" She was eager to show her, continuing the rocking motion Stella had introduced but going at her own fast pace, trying to mimic how she played with her pony.

<p>Andy was excited to have made a new friend, and a grown up one too. She liked to think she was a little bit more mature than her friends but that’s only because she knew what an American Express card was and nobody else did, still it made her feel special to have all of her aunt’s attention while the rest of her cousins were being ignored. She moved her feet in shuffles when Stella pulled her closer, “Okay,” she mumbled softly, climbing into her aunts lap without much of a fuss she peeked up at the mention of riding, “Like a game? How do we play?” She asked eagerly, looking back to see Stella as she spoke.</p>

Andy nodded along even though she wasn't really sure what Stella meant when she said she was the apple of her father's eye, but she figured it was true. The woman was approachable enough, so Andy wasn't hesitant to talk to her, especially because she had actually seen pictures of her before and wasn't just bluffing. She smiled wide at the compliment, thanking her politely before her eyes grew wide at the mention of her newest gift from her parents, "She's my favorite thing! I name her Blast because she goes real real fast when I have my lessons," she rambled, "You're really pretty too though. You have hair like me." She noticed, not thinking much of the hand now brushing her cheek.

Stella’s older brother was a jackass. He walked around with his chin up like he was better than everyone else in the room just because he was rich. Stella had abandoned her family at an early age so she didn’t know what Michael did to make all the money, and frankly she didn’t care. He seemed to have it all while she was still a little loss. Michael had a mansion, his own business, a gorgeous wife, and the prettiest little thing of a daughter. Andy, which was short for something, Stella didn’t really know to care. They were all at a family wedding which doubled as a huge family reunion. It had been years since she saw her brother and his family even though they all lived in NYC. She was busy boozing up when a young girl caught her eye. She was beautiful, and Stella’s eyes narrowed and followed her moves. It was Andy of course, and Stella was shocked to see how big she had gotten. She was still a little girl, but more maturity was starting to show. Stella licked her lips and found a comfortable chair to sit in, downing her 5th drink. “Andy,” she called out lightly to the girl, “Come here… remember me? Auntie Stella?”

Andy had grown up with a silver spoon in her mouth, and despite her young life of luxury she surprisingly wasn’t too much of a brat. She always tried to be nice especially to people she knew had less than she did. The wedding was a source of excitement for the young blonde and she took her role as flower girl very seriously. When the ceremony was all said and done she was more than happy to venture off by herself, dancing with her cousins and talking to family members she couldn’t really remember but still pretending. She looked up from where she was busy twirling around when she heard someone call her name, approaching the blonde woman hesitantly she looked at her with curious eyes, shaking her head once as she realized she didn’t remember her, but she smiled anyway. “Daddy has a picture of you in his office though,” she tried to amend, “Why don’t you come to our house to play? Then I’ll know you for next time?” She suggested, climbing up onto a stool and sitting beside her aunt with a small grin, “I have a pony now and everything you can pet her if you want.”

Andy was surprised that Stella’s seed had taken so soon. In the days after she returned from war they had rarely done anything other than fuck so when she found herself expecting only a few months later she was more than prepared. For now it was kept on secret, only those trusted within the castle knowing until the Queen was further along, and like most hints everything they did had to be done by the book and Andy looked to Stella for instruction, only mildly upset that she wasn’t allowed to tell anyone back in the North just yet. Despite wanting it to stay secret for at least a while more Andy was beyond herself with wanting to prepare, demanding that all the sharp edges and potentially dangerous risks in the castle we squared away before the heir was born. She had been obsessed with preparing the nursery, already having had the workers paint the walls over twice in the baby’s future room, insisting that she would know when it was right. “This shade won’t do,” she said with a disappointed sigh, standing in the center of the room as men worked around her, her eyes looking at the swatches the hand maiden was showing her, “It’s too yellow, strip it off and go more neutral, I’ll come back to check after the Queen and I get back from town” she demanded without second thought, leaving the bustling nursery and heading down to her wife’s office, knocking on the door frame and sticking her head in shyly when she realized Stella was meeting with her advisors as usual, “Will you be ready to go soon? We’ve got that errand to run today and the carriage is just outside now,” she explained, “Do you need a moment?”

It was a rare moment that Stella’s dick wasn’t in Andy’s belly. She had fucked her nonstop for months, determined to make up for lost time at war and knock her up fast. She was smug when it didn’t take much time at all to plant a baby inside her wife, and the thought alone made Stella’s dick impossible hard throughout the entire day. But they had to come out of the bedroom eventually, and Stella was amused at how baby crazy Andy was going. Of course she knew the huge responsibility of having a child, but they had nannies and workers to do nearly everything, even though Andy decided to be a part of every preparation. Stella gave her opinion when her wife asked and mostly let her take the reigns on most things. She still had a kingdom to run, but she was grateful for the break she was about to have. “I’m ready,”‘she told Andy, standing and stretching, everyone at the table taking a moment to relax after so much planning. Stella adjusted her ornate crown and followed Andy outside and into the carriage. She draped her arm around Andy and kept her close. “Are you prepared for the parade?” she asked with a smirk, “Surely everyone is prepared to see us.”

Andy waved to the men still in Stella's office but was quick to lead her away before someone else needed her for something that was probably "time sensitive". Once in the carriage she relaxed, leaning to Stella's side she smiled at the mention of the parade, knowing how excitable the people got whenever the royal family was on common ground. "I'm more than ready, to be truthful I'm more concerned with the nursery," she told her, though it was obvious, "They keep messing up and I'm giving perfectly clear instruction. It's like they want the future prince or princess to be changed in a room that's in shambles," she mumbled, rubbing her temples to edge off some of her frustration. "I might have to take over and do it all myself, not one person has impressed me."

Andy laid back, spent and pleased with herself. She watched Sunshine get up but she didn't move right away, not in any rush to get back to her wife that night but she didn't expect the girl to stay around just because she was running from her life. She got up with a sigh, grabbing her pants with her briefs still inside and pulling them on as she searched for the rest of her work attire, "You were more than I could have hoped for," she told her with a sly smile, buttoning her shirt and grabbing her wallet from the bedside table, she pulled out all the cash she had, figuring it was more than a couple hundred she handed it to the blonde girl without counting, "That should cover the bill plus more," she told her, looking around for her keys, "Want me to drop you back where I saw you?"

Andy never even thought anymore before letting Stella have her way with her. She was just as horny and whenever her wife told her what to do or pushed her around when they were fucking it only ever made the experience that much more fun. She swallowed her cum without hesitation, blushing as she stood up only to be lifted off her feet and dropped down on their shared bed. When she was naked she spread her legs and watched as long fingers ran through her already wet pussy, biting her bottom lip as her toes curled at the feeling. "I missed you so much," she told her, nodding her head eagerly, "I want you to put a baby inside of me," she whispered, wiggling her hips in the hopes of magically impaling herself on her wife's hard cock, "Please fuck me," she begged, reaching out to pull her closer.

Andy could tell that the worst part was over, and after so many years together Stella trusted her blindly, it didn't matter what she said or what she did Stella would always listen and this was no different. She smiled and leaned down to press her lips against her daughter's but instead of answering she just sped her thrusts up, holding her down so that she couldn't squirm she fucked into her fast, not worrying about hurting her anymore, "I'm gonna make you cum," she told her sweetly, way too excited to be introducing her daughter to the world of sexual pleasure.