My Anal Lust Grows

After the three weeks before we moved to the country (my step mothers father had given her an acre to put a house on) we lived in a two room house that was a temporary house for us until our larger house was built.
This is where things started to get really kinky. I would walk about a half of a mile to catch the school bus and likewise a half mile back. I had a cousin that lived about 500 yards from us on the same plot that my grandfather had.
Each day he would say that as soon as he got his chores finished he would come and get me and we would go play. I didn’t want to tell him so I said I had chores to do to. I wondered if his mother was buttfucking him too. But as I found out later she wasn’t but he would be able to buttfuck me, which was alright.
I would get to the house as quick as I could and go to the kitchen, which had the least number of windows in it, and ask for a cookie or something to start off the conversation. My step mother would say “Have you been good today?” and I would say “I guess so” and she would say well lets go see.
We would go into the closet and leave the door ajar so there would be plenty of light and she would drop my drawers and look at my ass and sometimes she would sniff it and sometimes she would tongue it and always she would finger it. ALWAYS. What I can’t figure out is why she didn’t reason why my butt wasn’t red and raw anymore. But then again after she gave me a good fingering she saw it get red and raw.
One afternoon I came home early when school let out because of a storm that was coming. She Immediately took me to the closet and introduced me to a wax candle.