* THE BETROTHAL *
In a way she was caught in a time warp. She certainly wasn't a traditional Turkish daughter. Nor was she your typical Australian girl. At school she had mixed with other girls from her Turkish community. Some of the teachers had tried to point out that there was another way, but faced with the overwhelming pressure from her family, they merely tantalized her with a lifestyle she could never have.
Reeva was eighteen when she left school and what made her different was her beauty. Her face was exotic, pale, framed by black slightly wavy long hair. Her figure was full yet tight, youthful and firm. By any standards she was physically alluring. A sweet and innocent demeanor completed a picture of perfection.
That his daughter was so beautiful was the cause of her father's greatest joy and greatest anguish. She was everything to him but still she worried him. What was he to do about his daughter's future? In the end he fell back on the traditional values and sought her a husband. He did however realise that so special was his daughter that she should have, and indeed could attract, only the best. So certain was he, and so desperate to help his family, that he sought help from an unusual source.
His younger sister Katina was the black sheep of the family. She had the families stunning good looks, now so evident in his daughter, but had none of her gentle obedient ways. Younger than he by fifteen years, she had driven her parents to distraction. In desperation they married her to a well off family back in Turkey. Rather than dutiful and happy to be a wife she had left her husband of two years causing great scandal. She now lived between Australia and Turkey and visited only on family occasions - arguments usually the norm after only a few days. Because of her connections in the homeland it was to her that Reeva's father turned.
Katina was glad that her brother had come to her. She had little love for her family but enjoyed the recognition that she was important. Indeed she also saw this as an opportunity to repay a few debts. On the one hand the marriage of her beautiful obedient little niece to her ex-husbands cousin Dimitri would help heal some of the rifts which still worried her. Reeva was a mouse and would be a perfect bride for the demanding Dimitri. On the other hand Dimitri's money and status would pay back a little of the hurt she had caused her brother and her parents.
In a perverse way there was also a pay back for all the hurt they had caused her. Dimitri would be strict with Reeva, traditional even cruel. Lastly there was the ultimate insult and ultimate pleasure; Katina would sample a little of Reeva's charms herself. Put her through the hoops. No one but Reeva and she would ever know but knowing was enough. Her brother would never again be the superior one because she would have the knowledge to destroy him. In an equally strange way Katina, who had suffered through the humiliation and restrictions of an arranged marriage to one of the new Sultan's and suffered a vicious separation, did not believe that Reeva would mind or be hurt by her plans. She would be dutiful and would not feel the shackles Katina felt so strongly.
Advice on how to please a man like Dimitri would help Reeva. Lastly the small pleasures Katina would bring her would hold her in good stead for the times ahead. Give her an alternative to a traditional Turkish mans demands. But most importantly it would allow Katina to inflict upon Reeva, and through her, her family, some of the physical pain the end of her marriage brought her. She was, she secretly admitted to herself, somewhat perverted in her tastes. The end of her marriage had been partly responsible but also the fast moneyed people she had mixed with since. They had introduced her to group sex, homosexuality, and even rape, of men and girls by men and girls. Nothing was deemed unacceptable in their world, and her shaken mind had grasped the life style to her bosom.
So pleased was Reeva's father with the suggested match he lost all sense of responsibility. It was agreed that the wedding would take place in Turkey. An indication of the groom's wealth was that he would fly Reeva's family out for the wedding. Reeva's parents and immediate family, brother's sisters and even first cousins. Reeva herself would leave with her aunt and spend the two months prior to the wedding getting used to her new home and learning the ways of a Turkish wife from her aunt.
* THE SEDUCTION *
Katina started her work their first night in Turkey. Reeva tired, jet lagged, very disorientated and a little frightened of her new surroundings. They sat together, both in sleepwear on Reeva's bed.
Katina wearing a transparent black negligee but with an opaque bodice and worn with a matching black G-string. The effect was one of suggested nakedness but only the buttocks were on view. Reeva on the other hand wore a simple white cotton shift.
"All that goes on in this house will be our secret Reeva. No-one not even your husband will ever know. These are women's things. Do you understand?"
"Of course Aunt Katina."
"First point Reeva, just Katina. Yes?"
"Yes ... Katina."
"Good. We are good friends, and what we have to share if I am to help you be a good wife, are intimate. Too intimate for you to learn from an Aunt. Now tell me are you a virgin?"
"Of course."
"Not of course. You lived in Australia. The girls there are very sexually active. Have you kissed a boy?"
"Yes, at a school social."
"Did he touch you or you him?"
"NO."
"Have you ever made yourself come?"
"No."
"Never? Why not? Surly the girls at that damned private school my brother sent you to discussed masturbation."
"Not my friends - the school had many Turkish girls."
"But what about the other girls, the Australians?"
"Yes but, well I think they did more than talk, you know, but I always felt that I shouldn't listen, that what they spoke of wasn't ... not nice."
"Oh no my dear it is very nice and very, very normal. You must learn how and do it often. Not only for the pleasure it will bring you but also for the pleasure your husband will gain. He may want to watch or it can simply relieve him from the pressure of having to make you come thus easing his burden and making sex more enjoyable for him. Of course you would never do it in front of him unless he asked you too. And then only after a little protest. Men like to feel that only they can really satisfy a woman. So tonight's lesson is your first orgasm."
Reeva looked both shocked and scared.
"I'll help you tonight like a good friend and teacher. Would you like this?"
"I don't know. Should you?"
"Yes I should. Now slip under the covers and take off your nightdress. I'll get the light."
Katina switched off the light then, still in her nightdress, slipped under the covers next to the now naked Reeva. She slipped her arm under Reeva's head and whispered to get comfortable.
"Now bend your knees a little and spread your legs just a little more. I'll get you started then you can learn."
Katina wet two fingers in her mouth and began to transfer the moisture to Reeva's still dry sex. The first contact made the young girl start but the insistent fingers soon had moisture a plenty to rub over the hardening clitoris. Katina noted the thickness and spread of Reeva's pubis hair - a mini jungle that would have to go. Reeva was distressed both at the intimacy and the sensations the intimacy was causing. The sounds she made were a mixture of shame, confusion and lust.
"Relax Reeva. You like me. Trust me. Enjoy the pleasure another woman can bring you."
"But the girls at school ... there were jokes about two girls."
"Of course there were. But you also heard whispered stories of girls together at school didn't you?"
"Yes ... but ... "
Reeva began to breath heavily and thrust her hips as the orgasm overtook her. Afterward Katina held her gently until she fell into a deep sleep.
Katina awoke before Reeva and slipped back the covers to look at the naked sleeping girl. She was on her back full breasts a little flat but still so firm that gravity was hardly winning. Her nipples where dark, mocha, and large. The cooler air from the sheets removal had semi hardened the nubs showing their length and fullness. Once again Katina noted the richness of Reeva's pubic growth. The black shinning hair almost totally hiding the full and slightly open lips beneath.
The beauty of the girl brought a lump to Katina's throat. She was, she told herself, not truly bi-sexual. Rather she was a heterosexual but one who could, under the right circumstances, with a really beautiful woman or girl, find pleasure giving and receiving sexual love. Reeva was just such a girl. Katina had still sought no relief for her own desires but was in no hurry. Never before had she seduced a girl. True she had slept with other women but it had always been understood or had been arranged by another. Further she didn't want to frighten her. She would stay dressed and seek only to give pleasure.
When Reeva awoke, Katina wanted her already on her way to her next orgasm so that the jet lag and the lust would combine to give Katina time. Time to talk to her, reassure her ... interest her. Katina slipped down the bed, raised herself over Reeva and began to slowly lick her slightly open pussy lips. Reeva was awake almost instantly but seemed unable to orientate herself. As her still sleepy eyes flicked about the room her hips began, of their own volition, to undulate and thrust gently against Katrina's tongue. Already the woman licking her niece so thoroughly could taste the flow of juices. Reeva took a huge breath and her eyes grew large and round when she finally saw that it was not fingers but a mouth bringing her pleasure, but she made no attempt to stop the ministrations. Slowly Reeva's eyes closed, her breasts began to swell and her hands grasped at the bed sheet below her. Several minutes later she began to twist on the bed, her hips at first pushing themselves onto the hardness of the tongue lashing her clitoris, and then pulling away looking for relief and the hardness of her own fingers thrust between her legs.
"Katina? ... I .."
Katina, who had drawn herself alongside Reeva and was gently nuzzling her breasts, sighed and smiled. "Yes?"
"I feel ... funny about all this. It's not right."
"You are not the first girl ... woman, I have made love to Reeva. Sophisticated people are not bound by normal morality."
"But Aunt Katina I'm not sophisticated. I'm marrying Dimitri and ... I don't want you to make love to me anymore."
"Just Katina. And you have little choice about how I instruct you. Believe me when I say to you that I do know best. Have I hurt you? Have I done anything but bring you pleasure? Am I so ugly that you feel ill at my attentions? Well?"
"Oh no Au... Katina. You've been wonderful and your so pretty and a really beautiful figure but ... I just feel uncomfortable."
"No. Strange perhaps. This is all so new to you but not I hope uncomfortable. Besides there is so much of your sexuality that I have to teach you. So many changes to your appearance."
"Oh?"
Katina laughed and sat up. "Come." She took Reeva's hand and led her across the room to a full-length mirror. "Well? What differences can you see between us?"
"I ... well, you're taller, you've got clothes on ..."
