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Subject: Little Lisa Part 1 (story - F/f)

LITTLE LISA
Part One

Looking back on it, I still can't believe that it happened.  I can't believe,
either, that I basically instigated the whole thing.  If not for what
happened between Lisa and I....  Oh well, anyway, it *did* happen, and
I'm glad.  All I can say is, I'll never forget the events of those two
weeks in September.

This all started one Friday afternoon, in early September.  Lisa's
parents, who were good friends of my folks, had asked me if I could
pick Lisa up from her after-school gymnastics practice, bring her home,
and stay with her for a few  hours.  They were going out to dinner with
some friends of theirs.  Lisa was almost old enough now that she didn't
need a baby-sitter, but I think her folks were just more comfortable
knowing that someone that they could trust would be with her.

I've known Lisa ever since I can remember, when she was just a baby
and I was a little girl of about seven.  Our parents were close friends,
and Lisa and I became very close as well.  We pretty much filled the
role of sisters for each other, since we didn't have any of our own.  She
looked up to me, and confided all of her secrets to me.  I, in turn,
watched over her protectively.
  
So I was glad to be able to do it.  I hadn't seen Lisa for several months,
probably not all summer, and I was eager to catch up on how things
were going for her.  I guess that I was a little worried about her,
actually.  The last time that we had talked, Lisa had surprised me by
talking mostly about boys.  She even had a boyfriend.  I guess I
shouldn't have been concerned though.  Lisa was very bright and
mature for her age.  Plus, whether I got used to the fact or not, she was
entering her teen years.  I had noticed that her adolescent body was
showing signs of growing up.  Her slim hips had developed the slightest
hint of the smooth roundness of womanhood, and her little breasts were
beginning to protrude from her chest.  Her nipples too, provided visible
evidence of her having reached puberty.  It seemed like they were
always visible, poking against her shirt.  That reminded me of myself at
that age.  My wayward nipples were probably the main reason why my
mother had made me begin wearing a bra.  It wasn't so much to hold
my breasts in place as it was to try to keep my nipples from driving
horny young boys ( and dirty old men, for that matter) crazy with lust. 

All of these thoughts were going through my mind as I pulled the old
hunk of scrap metal that I called a car into the school parking lot and
parked it next to the curb by the gymnasium.  I sat in the car, idly
watching the heat waves dancing over the black asphalt paving of the
parking lot, and waited for Lisa to come out from her practice.

Small groups of girls and boys were coming out of the school, on their
way home from sports practice, or whatever, but no Lisa.  The sun was
beating down on the car, and it was stifling inside.  I was scantily clad -
I was wearing only a crop-top tee shirt,  with no bra, and cutoff shorts,
but nevertheless, little droplets of perspiration were beginning to form
on my forehead, and my legs were beginning to stick to the vinyl seats. 
After about ten minutes had gone by, and there still was no sign of
Lisa, I decided to get out and take the convertible top down.  There
wasn't much of a breeze, and taking the ragtop down on that old car
was a real pain in the ass, but I thought anything would be better than
roasting away in that little enclosed space.

As I struggled at getting the roof crammed into it's little compartment, I
kept noticing that the boys who were coming out of the school were
leering at me with young lust.  I grinned to myself, and pretended not
to notice.  I guess I was teasing the poor little things, what with their
raging hormones and all.  My tee-shirt was sticking to my breasts, and
they were jiggling around as I struggled with the roof.  I thought the
eyes of one young boy, in particular, were going to fall out of their
sockets as he walked along the sidewalk on the opposite side of the car
from me.  I was bent over at the waist, and he slowed down noticeably,
straining to catch a glimpse down my shirt.

Finally, I finished stowing the roof, and got back in the car.  All of that
attention was getting me horny, and I felt a familiar stirring in my
pussy.  I tried to suppress my thoughts, however.  I wasn't about to
seduce a twelve or thirteen year old boy, and masturbating in the
parking lot of a junior high school was pretty much out of the question. 
I sighed, and continued waiting for Lisa.

At last, I spied her in a group of four girls leaving the school.  They
were chatting merrily, but as soon as Lisa saw me, she waved goodbye
to her friends and walked over to the car.  She smiled at me, but I
sensed that something was wrong.  Usually, she was animated with
young enthusiasm.  But today, she opened the car door very slowly,
and eased herself into the seat next to me with a low groan.

"What's the matter Leece?" I asked.  "Aren't you feeling well?"

"Oh, it's that new gymnastics coach," she pouted.  He's working us to
death, and I didn't stay in very good shape this summer.  My legs and
back are all sore, and we've only had two practices."

She twisted her shoulders from side to side, trying to loosen her aching
muscles, as I pulled out of the parking lot into the street.  "Last year
they let us use the whirlpool, but it's broken.  I didn't even have a
chance to take a shower.  That would've helped some."

"Gosh, I'm sorry kiddo," I said sympathetically.  "This hot weather
probably isn't helping either."  I paused.  "Tell you what though. 
Maybe when we get  home, I could give you a massage.  I'm not very
good at it, but it might help some."

She brightened noticeably.  "Sounds great Jill.  Mom does that for me
sometimes when I'm sore, and it helps a lot!"

"Great!  It's a deal then."

We spent the remainder of the twenty-minute drive to her house
generally catching up on things.  It seemed like things were going
pretty good for her - she liked all of her teachers and had made some
new friends.  She chatted merrily away, enthused and bubbly, until I
asked about her boyfriend.

She got a sour look on her face.  "You mean Tommy?  He's not my
boyfriend anymore.  At first he seemed nice, but then all he wanted to
do was play with my titties.  I think he wanted to go all the way, too,
but I wouldn't let him.  I mean, I kind of liked it, but I don't think I
should do that yet."

"Good girl."  I was a bit shocked.  Like I said, I had kind of come to
the realization that Lisa's sexuality was awakening.  I know that her
parents had talked to her about sex, and I had even filled in some
details.  But good grief!  I think when I was twelve, I was worried
about different things than trying to figure out how to keep boys from
putting their hands in my pants.  I peered at Lisa out of the corner of
my eye, and noticed that she was developing more and more all the
time.  I could see that her young breasts were definitely swelling a bit
more than they were the last time I had seen her.  She was wearing a
loose fitting blouse, and I think that she was wearing her gymnastics
leotard underneath, but nevertheless, I could clearly see her little titties
poking out.   Her legs too, were becoming lovely.  They were thin, like
a little girl's, but they had a certain muscularity that gave them an
attractive shapeliness.

"So what do you think, Jill?"

I came out of my trance with a start.  I was so caught up in looking at
her that I wasn't even paying attention to the conversation.  Or my
driving.  I returned my eyes to the road in front of me.

"I'm sorry Leece.  What were you saying?"  I gulped.  My god, it was
almost like a sexual attraction.  It wasn't the fact that I had those
feelings for a girl that was bothering me.  Heck, I like looking at pretty
girls.  I even like having sex with girls, maybe even more than with
guys.  But Lisa was only twelve years old, for christsakes!  What was I
*thinking*?  I was aware once again of a tingling in my cunt. I tried to
tell myself that it was lingering horniness from the attention I was
getting from the boys back at the school.

"I was saying that we should play checkers after dinner.  Remember
how we always used to do that?"

"Yeah - that sounds great."  I tried to clear my mind.  Kids could be so
hard to read, and Lisa was no different.  One moment, Lisa was
reminding me that she was almost a teenager, with teenage thoughts. 
The next, she was like her old self, talking about playing games.

We finally arrived at her house, with it's typical brick neatness and
manicured lawn of the suburbs, and I pulled into the driveway.  After
Lisa and I got inside the front door, she dropped her bookbag to the
floor with a thump, and slowly bent down to take off her shoes,
groaning with the lingering soreness in her muscles.  "Poor Leece," I
said sympathetically.  "It looks like you're really hurting."

She nodded.  "Maybe you could give me that massage now.  I know we
should eat dinner first, but I don't know if I want to wait."

"Sure thing.  Where should we do it?"

"Well, mom usually has me sit at the dining room table.  Maybe we
could do it there."

I considered that, and was about to agree, but instead, I blurted out,
"How about on your bed?"  The *bed*?  Now why had I suggested
that?  "I...I mean, you said that your legs were sore too.  If you lie
down on your bed, I can massage them too."  I scolded myself.  'Get a
hold of yourself, Jill.'

She pursed her lips, thought for a moment, and said, "Sounds good. 
My legs *are* really sore."

As I followed her up the stairs to her bedroom, I caught myself looking
her up and down.  Her slim hips framed her young muscular buttocks,
flexing gracefully under her shorts, as she clambered up the steps.  I
swallowed hard.  'Get a grip Jill,' I told myself again.  'You're just going
to give her a massage.  It's okay to look at her - she *is* a pretty little
girl, but that's it!'

I was lagging behind, and as I entered her bedroom, a few moments
after she did, she had already taken off her blouse and was peeling off
her shorts.  I gulped nervously.  'You're not making this easy for me
Leece,' I thought.  Sure enough, she was wearing a white leotard
underneath, which contrasted with her tanned limbs.  It almost
appeared to be a size too small for her.  It didn't completely cover her
rear - the lower inch or so of her muscular buttocks were peeking out
enticingly, and the material was bunched up in the crack of her ass.  I
watched, mesmerized, as she hooked  her fingertips under the fabric
next to her rear and pulled it down over her, covering herself
completely.

She turned around to face me, and spread her arms, looking down at
herself.  "Do you like my leotard?  It's a new design that they're using
this year."

I nodded.  "Really nice, Leece."  I licked my lips nervously.  My heart
was beginning to pound in my chest.  "I...I wonder though, if...if you
should maybe take that off too.  I...I mean, that way, I'll really be able
to get at your muscles.  It's, um, hard to give a good massage through a
layer of clothes."

She shrugged.  "Okay, Jill".  I watched as she peeled off her outfit. 
God, she was becoming a beautiful girl!  I looked on with wonder as
her young breasts became exposed to my gaze.  Sure enough, they
were definitely budding.  They were cone-shaped, and pale from being
covered by a bikini top under the summer sun.  The areolas were small,
but puffy.  The pink nipples were standing up pertly.  She pushed the
leotard down her legs, and stood erect, facing me.  I gasped at the
realization that she wasn't wearing any panties.  My gaze traveled down
her flat stomach, and lower.  At first, I thought the area between her
legs was completely hairless, but then I noticed a fine golden down was
sprouting there.  It formed a vee-shape that pointed down
toward...toward ...  I felt my clitoris swelling....

Lisa didn't seem shy at all about being naked in front of me.  But then
again, why should she?  We were practically sisters.  Nevertheless, I
felt that there was an awkward silence in the room.  I shook my head. 
'Stop it!'  I scolded myself again, and I occupied my thoughts by pulling
the comforter off the bed.  "Okay kiddo, hop on up.  Lay down on your
tummy."
 
Lisa complied with my request, and climbed up on the bed.  She lay
down, stretching her lithe, nubile body down on the cool sheets.  In
spite of myself, I watched her bare buttocks flexing as she wriggled into
a comfortable position.  Like her little breasts, they were pale, and a
sharply defined tan line divided them from her golden back.

I breathed deeply, and clambered up on the bed.  I straddled her hips
with my knees, desperately fighting the urge to rub my crotch against
her bare ass, and began lightly kneading the muscles of her shoulders
and upper back.

"Mmmmm," she purred.  "That feels really nice, Jill."

"I'm glad, honey."  My voice was trembling slightly.  "Just tell me what
feels good."

I continued massaging her upper back, sometimes lightly stroking her
skin, sometimes firmly pressing my hands against her, trying to work
out the kinks in her tight muscles.  I carefully avoided moving my hands
down toward her sides.  I was struggling with my inner thoughts.  One
side of my brain told me to finish with the massage and go downstairs
to fix dinner.  The other side of my brain, though, wanted desperately
to explore Lisa's young body.

Without thinking, I drifted my hands down to her sides, and stroked the
area between her armpits and her hips.  Lisa sighed and wriggled under
my warm caresses.  I was conscious once again of my crotch pressed
against her firm buttocks.  I knew that my cunt was moistening.

I ran my hands back up to the small of her back, and began to firmly
knead the muscles there in small circular motions.  I carefully avoided
letting my fingers stray any lower, and tried to keep my eyes off the
crack of her ass, the upper part of which was clearly visible down
between my thighs as I straddled her. 

Lisa murmured with pleasure, her face buried in the pillow.  "That's
great Jill.  Sooo relaxing.  Can you do my legs now?"

I gulped.  "You bet, Leece."

I moved lower, and straddled her knees with mine.  Her legs, which had
been drawn together as I massaged her back, now opened to form a
gentle vee, to give me access to her thighs.  My eyes were drawn to her
rounded buttocks, smooth and firm.  My gaze shifted lower.  There,
clearly visible, was her smooth slit, completely hairless from this angle. 
At her young age, her pussy was dominated by the outer lips.  But I
noticed, too, that her inner pink pussy lips were protruding slightly.  I
closed my eyes and sighed, and began to knead the backs of her thighs.

I continued for about ten minutes, alternating from leg to leg, working
her muscles with both hands.  I concentrating on the back and outer
side of her thighs, trying desperately to keep my fingers from creeping
over to the inner part of her legs.  Lisa was sighing deeply in response
to the pressure of my soft hands.  Her body was responding, too,
almost imperceptibly.  I noticed her buttocks flexing, ever so slightly,
and her legs were gradually spreading wider and wider.  I could feel her
knees pressing against mine.  To free her leg  movements, I lifted my
right knee and brought it down again between her legs.  In spite of
myself, I began to rub my crotch, ever so subtly, against her slim leg.   
I was on a sensory overload, and Lisa's subtle movements weren't
helping.  I tried to convince myself that her body's response to my
touch was strictly non-sexual, but I was beginning to lose my self-
discipline.  I didn't know if I could go back.  My thoughts were
consumed with the desire to stroke her ass.

"Say, Leece?"  My voice was quavering.

"Hmmm?"

"How's about I massage your buttocks, too?  I...I mean, those muscles
are all connected to the legs.  If I massage them, that should really help
with your soreness."

There was a slight hesitation.  Had I gone too far?  "Okay."  Was it my
imagination, or was her breathing becoming a wee bit irregular?

I scooted upward, and clenched her slim muscular thigh between mine. 
I desperately wanted to take off my shorts and panties and relieve the
building tension.  But how could I explain *that* to her?  No, I'd better
go slow.  I was slowly coming to the realization of where I wanted this
to lead.  I felt a momentary twinge of guilt, but I was able to resolve it
in my mind.  'Lisa is becoming a young woman,' I told myself.  'If
something happens, so be it.'  I *did* worry though, about her parents
returning.  But they weren't due back for a couple of hours.

I gently placed my hands on her bare butt, and began sliding them back
and forth.  Her rear was so soft!  The skin was baby-smooth, but
almost immediately, I both saw and felt tiny goosebumps forming.  And
did I imagine it, or did she lift her rear end up slightly off the bed to
meet my touch?

I kneaded her ass in a circular motion, one hand on each cheek.  I could
occasionally catch a glimpse of her tiny puckered asshole, completely
hairless, peeking up at me.

I could feel my pussy throbbing.  My inhibitions were evaporating, as
were all signs of subtlety.  I ground my crotch into her thigh, sighing at
the pleasurable sensations.  I ran the palm of my hand over the crack of
her ass, and watched as her muscular ass cheeks clenched and
unclenched to the sensations of my touch.  I curled my middle finger
downward, placed the tip in the dark cleft, and began to run it lightly
up and down.

Lisa gasped lightly, and her ass rose in the air slightly, meeting my
probing finger.  I looked up at her and saw that her eyes were tightly
closed.  Her breath escaped her open mouth in short sighs.

The position was a bit awkward for me.  I reluctantly released my tight
hold on her thigh, and lay down next to her on my left side, my
shoulders even with her hips, and supported myself on my elbow.  I
watched her pretty rear as I continued the explorations with my finger,
running it up and down the smooth skin between her pretty cheeks.  I
moved the finger lower, and ran it lightly over her tiny asshole.

A short whimper escaped her lips, and she clenched her butt cheeks
together, trapping my finger against her dark hole.  I wriggled it gently
around, though, and she relaxed, and bucked her rear higher in the rear. 
Her movements were now clearly sexual, and she was inviting me to
continue my explorations.  I continued to watch as my finger moved
lower still.  I felt a warmth and moistness as my fingertip traveled over
the soft skin between her asshole and her slit.  I shifted on the bed to
get a better view, and, Oh God!  Her inner pussy lips were now
protruding, and were slick with her juices.  I rubbed my finger in a
circular motion over them.

"Ohhh," Lisa sighed, and spread her legs wide apart.

I now knew that there could be no turning back.  I withdrew my
probing finger, crawled up to Lisa, and placed my mouth to her ear.

"Leece, does this feel good?" I whispered.  "Do you want me to go
on?"

"Uh-huh," she whimpered.  "I want you to."

"Has anyone ever made you feel like this before?"

She shook her head.  "I...I play with myself down there sometimes. 
But it never feels like *this*."   Her little voice was trembling.

I kissed her lightly on the cheek, and crawled back down to continue
exploring her luscious little body.  This time, I knelt between her open
legs, placed my hands on her ass cheeks, and spread them open to my
admiring gaze.  Her pink asshole, now clearly revealed, and stretched
open ever so slightly, was so pretty!  I bent down and placed the tip of
my tongue lightly against it.  I could taste, and smell, the salt and sweat
that lingered from her gymnastics workout.

Lisa gasped at the feel of my tongue on her most private parts.  Her
cheeks flexed together, and she bucked her ass away from me slightly. 
Damn.  I scolded myself for moving too fast.  I followed her
movements though, and probed with my tongue, a bit more insistently. 
She sighed, and relaxed her muscles.  Her ass opened up to me again,
and I wriggled my tongue against her tiny dark hole.

"Oh, Jill," she moaned breathlessly.  "I like that!"  She supported
herself slightly on her elbows and scooted her butt higher in the air.  I
began lapping up and down, beginning at her pussy lips, now swollen
and wet with her juices, then running it upward over her asshole. She
writhed sensuously.  Her response to my tongue was so erotic!  I
reached my hand down and pressed my fingertip against her tiny,
hairless clitoris.

 Lisa bucked against me and emitted a deep, sensual moan  I moved my
tongue lower, slurping up the hot, sweet juices that coated her slit, and
touched the tip against her little pink button.  "Uhhh," she gasped with
delight.

I circled her clit with my tongue as she writhed against me.  I moved
my hand up higher, placed my middle finger against her little asshole
and my index finger against her hairless slit, and pushed against her.  To
my delight, the fingers slid in easily at first, up to the first knuckle.  But
Lisa, surprised at this new sensation, withdrew, and the fingers slipped
out.  I continued my licking though, and she squirmed back against me. 
I reinserted the fingers, and this time, she opened her warm holes up to
me.  I pushed deeper, and managed to get my middle finger buried in
her ass up to the second knuckle, and my index finger almost all the
way in her hot pussy.  God, she was so tight!  I delighted in the liquid
warmth of her vagina.  She was lusty with twelve years of pent up
desire.

She began to rock back and forth, pressing her hot cunt against my
face, as my fingers slid in and out of her hot little holes.  I bent my head
down, and peeked up past her tummy.  Her little tits were too small to
sway in rhythm to her movements, but her nipples were erect and
swollen with lust.  She was sweating profusely, and her blond hair hung
down over her flushed face.  Her breathing was harsh and ragged, and
she was making little "uh, uh, uh" sounds, as she gave herself to her
desire.

Her pretty pussy was oozing with juices, and my chin was soaked.  Her
pussy tasted so sweet! 

Soon, I knew that the time had come.  I took her pulsating clit between
my lips and sucked gently, while my tongue licked it rapidly.

"UUNNNHH!" she cried, and she humped against me furiously, as her
orgasm washed over her in waves.  The bedsprings squeaked loudly in
sync to her urgent bucking, as she squealed with delight at the
sensations of her first orgasm.  I pressed my tongue more firmly against
her swollen clit, and pushed my fingers into her tight holes as deeply as
they would go.   Her pelvic muscles grasped my fingers as spasm after
spasm coursed through her quivering body.   "OHHH, JILLL!" she
cried again, this time muffled, as her face was buried deeply in the bed
sheets.

Soon, her rocking motions eased, and she lowered her tense body back
down onto the bed.  Her breathing was rapid and shallow, as the
lingering sensations of her climax gradually left her.  

I crawled up to her, and gently moved the strands of her hair, dark with
sweat, from her cheeks and brow.  I kissed her lightly on the forehead,
and stroked her flushed cheeks.

She opened her eyes, and looked up at me.  "That felt sooo good," she
sighed.

"I'm glad, Leece.  I really liked making you feel good.  Had you ever
cum before?"

"Is that what that is?  Cumming?  I've heard my girlfriends talk about
that, but I was never sure what they meant."  She smiled contentedly. 
"Now I know."

We laid there next to each other for awhile.  She was silent, and her
breathing was returning to normal.  I was beginning to wonder what
her thoughts were, now that the lust and passion was wearing off.   Did
she think that what we had done was wrong?  I was about to say
something, when she smiled and said,  "I'd like you to feel like that too. 
Can I do what you did to me?  Can I make you cum?"

I smiled back at her.  I had nearly forgotten, with the joy of giving Lisa
her first orgasm, my own urgently throbbing pussy.  I needed to get off
so bad.  "Please, Leece.  I would really like that!"

I tore off my tee shirt, and slid my cutoffs and panties down my legs in
one smooth motion.  I was quivering in anticipation, and I got on my
back with my legs splayed open, eager for Lisa to pleasure me.

But she just looked at me with a quizzical look on her face.  "No," she
said.  "I want to do exactly what you did.  With you on your stomach."

I giggled in spite of my horniness.  I desperately needed to come, and
wanted immediate relief.  I was way beyond foreplay.  But the thought
of Lisa probing my ass with her soft little tongue was irresistible.  I
flipped over on to my stomach, and hunched my butt into the air.

I felt her crawl between my legs, and she rubbed my butt cheeks with
her little hands.  But only for a moment.  Soon I felt her warm tongue
probing against my ass cheeks, over, but not quite touching, my
asshole.  I gasped at the sensations, and I was delighted with her
willingness to lick me there.  I reached my hands back and pulled my
cheeks apart as wide as I could, to give her complete freedom to
explore.

Immediately, I felt her tongue fluttering against my asshole, light and
smooth as a feather.

"Ohhh, Leece," I moaned.  "That's it.  That's so nice."

Her tongue lapped against my dark puckered hole.  I would have liked
to have felt her tongue go inside, but I couldn't bear the wait anymore. 
"I need you to lick my pussy, Lisa.  I need to cum really bad."

She obeyed.  I felt her tongue sliding down, over my pussy lips.  I
groaned into the sheets.

Then she paused.  "You're really all...all wet down here."
t/a
"That's what happens when you get horny, honey.  You were all wet
too."

She wasn't shy about licking the juices from my pussy lips.  The feeling
was indescribable, and my clit throbbed with tension.  I gasped.  "Lick
lower, Leece.  And put your finger in me."

She found my clitoris with her tongue after I whispered directions to
her.   "OHHH God, Lisa!  That's it.  Don't stop!"  My body tensed,
stomach muscles tightening and thighs quivering, as she licked my
throbbing button with long, wet strokes.  I thrust my butt higher in the
air.  "Put your finger in my ass!"

She hesitated.  "I dunno..."

"PLEASE Lisa," I whimpered.  "I need you to do that for me honey!"

She screwed up her courage, and I soon felt her fingertip pressing
against my butthole.  She probed for a while, but soon, I felt it's entire
length sliding deep into my ass.

That's all it took.  "OHHHH, GODDDD, Lisa!  LICK ME HARD!"  I
humped frantically against her face as my orgasm rushed through my
body.  I rocked back and forth, reveling in the sensation of her finger
sliding in out of my asshole as she lapped my pussy.  "AAAAHHHH," I
cried, as my body shuddered in ecstasy.  I screamed into the pillow, my
body convulsing, out of control...

"JILL!  I think that you had better leave!  NOW!" 

FUCK!  That was a *Man's* voice!  I pulled away from Lisa and rolled
over in one swift motion, and looked up in horror.  There, in the
bedroom doorway, were Lisa's parents.

End Part One

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From an425278@anon.penet.fi Tue Nov 14 10:50:38 1995
Newsgroups: alt.sex.stories
Subject: Little Lisa Part 2 (story - F/M/f, F/f, inc)
From: an425278@anon.penet.fi (Quiv Pervier)
Date: Tue, 14 Nov 1995 10:50:38 UTC


LITTLE LISA
Part Two

It was a week later, and I still felt like a total piece of shit.  My over-
active libido had gotten the best of me, and I had seduced my parent's
best friend's twelve-year old daughter.  I'd be lucky if Lisa's parents
didn't report me to the cops as a child molester, or at least tell my
parents.  For sure they'd never let me get near Lisa ever again.

Part of me thought I was the world's biggest fool.  I couldn't help but
wonder, though, if I might end up doing the same thing all over again,
if given the chance.  NO!  I wouldn't!  The risks were too great.  And
yet, in spite of myself, I felt a familiar tingling in my pussy as I thought
about what Lisa and I had shared.  I found myself bringing my
fingertips to my nose, imagining that I could still smell the heady scent
of her pussy and ass.  I shook my head and tried to bury those
thoughts.

I was reclining in a lounge chair at the edge of my parent's pool,
basking in the light and heat of the mid-September sun.  My parents
were out of town for the weekend, and I was enjoying my last week of
summer vacation before returning to college.  That is, if I ever got back
to college.  Who knows, the cops might be along any time now to haul
me off to jail.  

I sighed, and leaned back to get on with catching my tan.  The pool
area was encircled by a tall wooden privacy fence, and I took off my
bikini top to let the sun beat down on my bare breasts.  The birds were
chirping merrily, and a gentle breeze wafted over me.  It was a beautiful
day, but I hardly noticed.  I stared morosely into the azure water of the
pool.  And what about Lisa?, I thought to myself.  What was she
thinking about all of this?  Maybe she was confused and heartbroken
over what her "big sister" had done to her.  Maybe she didn't ever want
to see me again.  My heart ached at the thought.

As I my mind wandered over these dark thoughts, I heard a soft "pssst"
from over by the gate that leads to the pool area.  I instinctively crossed
my arms on my chest to cover my breasts, and looked over toward the
fence, squinting  my eyes to keep out the harsh sun.

It was Lisa!  My young friend flashed a wide smile as she opened the
gate and dashed over to me.  She kneeled down next to my lounge
chair and put her arms around me.  I returned the tight hug.  Tears
came to my eyes as I held her.  I had thought I'd probably never see her
again.  "Oh Jill, I missed you", she said, as she snuggled against me.  
She was crying softly.

Finally, we released each other, and I looked into her innocent, blue
eyes, shiny with tears of joy.  "Lisa, I'm so glad to see you.  But
wouldn't you get in trouble for being here?"

She looked away.  "I dunno.  They don't know I'm here, but I don't
care."  She wasn't looking me in the eyes.  She was holding back
something.

"Lisa, look at me", I said softly.  "What's the matter?  Did your parents
do anything to you?"

"They did, but I don't think I'm supposed to tell."  She still avoided my
gaze, though I noticed that her eyes wandered briefly over my bare
boobs.

"Did they do something bad to you?"  I stroked the side of her face,
wiping away the tear stains that streaked her flushed cheeks.

She shook her head vigorously.  "Uh-uh.  They didn't...it, it was nice..." 
With that, she covered her mouth with her little hand, and opened her
eyes wide.  I think that she had let something slip.

"Nice!?  They didn't punish you?  Leece, what happened?"

She shook her head, and bit her lower lip.  She was really struggling
with her thoughts.  I could tell that she wanted to tell me, but wasn't
supposed to.  I just sat quietly and let her think about it.  She leaned
back on her hands, kicked off her sandals, and dangled her pretty little
toes in the warm water of the pool.

Finally, she looked at me with a determined look on her face.  "I just
can't stand it," she said with a sigh.  "They said not to tell anyone, but
you're my best friend in the whole world, and I have to tell *someone*. 
Besides, if it wasn't for you, it wouldn't have happened."

"*What* wouldn't have happened?"  This was getting very strange.

She let out a big sigh, and began to narrate her story.

"Well, later that night, the night....after we...you know..."  She giggled. 
"I was lying on my bed in my pajamas.  My parents hadn't really said
anything to me all night, and I hadn't really said anything either.  I guess
I was kind of embarrassed, but mostly sad, because you had to leave,
and I know my parents were mad at you."

"It was kind of late - I didn't have to get up to go to school the next
morning, since it was Friday night.  But it was about 11:00 o'clock, and
I thought that maybe it was time for bed anyway.  But I was really
thirsty, and I decided to go downstairs and get a glass of water.  I was
walking down the hallway toward the stairs, and I noticed that my
parent's bedroom door was open down at the other end of the hallway
and they had the lights on.   I didn't pay much attention though - I
kinda' just wanted to get downstairs to get my water and back into my
room.  I didn't really want to talk to them, ya know?"

I nodded my agreement as she continued.  "But then I heard some
sounds, like someone was kind of, you know, like moaning.  And I
knew that they were having *sex*.  With their door open!"  She looked
at me with her eyes wide, as if asking if I could believe it.  She went on. 
"I'd heard them before sometimes, but they were always, like, really
quiet about it.  I sure had never seen them or anything.  I dunno why,
but I felt like I wanted to see what they were doing, so I tiptoed back
down the hallway and peeked around the corner into their room."

This was *wild*.  "What did you see?" I asked.  I could feel a flush
creeping across my face.  Up to this point, Lisa had been telling her
story very softly, almost whispering.  But now she grew more
animated.  Her feet were swishing back and forth in the water.

"Well, my mom was on the bed on her stomach, all naked and stuff, and
my dad, he didn't have clothes on either, he was behind her licking her
on the *rear*.  Just like we were doing!  I just stood there and watched
them.  I knew I shouldn't have, but I couldn't help it!  Anyway, my
mom really liked it, I could tell.  But mostly I was looking at my dad. 
His...penis?...," she paused and looked at me with a questioning look.  I
laughed and said, "call it a cock, Lisa.  That's sort of...er, a less medical
word."  She nodded and went on.  "His....cock, was like, really big, and
he was playing with it.  I've seen pictures of them before, but never like
this, and never when they were...". 

"Erect, or hard", I coached.

"Right.  I felt Tommy's through his pants once, and it was erect, I think,
but it was a lot smaller.  Anyway, I couldn't take my eyes off
Dad's...cock.  He was kind of on his side facing me, and he was rubbing
it and shaking it around a bunch.  I was starting to feel
really...horny...just watching it.  I was beginning to feel like I felt when
you were massaging me."

I blushed.  I was beginning to feel like that too.  This was a pretty
awesome story.  I tried to visualize Lisa's father in the nude.  He was a
pretty handsome guy, and he kept himself in good shape for someone in
his late thirties.  The tingling in my pussy intensified, and I drew my
knees up to my chest to try to stifle the sensations.

"I was just beginning to think that I better be careful, 'cause I didn't
want to get caught twice in one day, when I realized that Dad was
looking right at me!  He was still licking my mom, but looking toward
the door at the same time.  I froze.  I didn't know what to do.  I heard
him say something to my mom, and she looked at me too.  My mom
said, 'It's okay Lisa, come here.'"

Now this was getting freaky.  I felt my heart beginning to pound in my
chest, and a twinge in my clit.  "Jeez, Leece, what did you do?"

"I went over there.  My mom rolled over on her side, facing me, and
my dad got on his back in front of her and patted the bed next to
him...you know, like he wanted me to sit next to him.  I took a quick
peek at his cock - he wasn't hiding it at all, and I could see that it was
all red, and kind of...I don't know....jerking a bit, like his heart was
beating inside it.  I sat on the bed, and my mom said, 'Lisa, your father
and I just want you to know that it's okay, what you and Jill were
doing.  We were very shocked at first, but we talked about it and
realized that you're a young lady now.  But you must keep it a secret. 
Some people would think that you're too young, and a lot of people
don't think it's right for two girls to do that together.  But we think it's
okay."

Lisa looked up at me with an excited smile.  "Did you hear that Jill?
They said it's okay!"  It was *wonderful* news.  No jail ... no headlines
as a child molester, and I could be with Lisa again.  Suddenly, it all
seemed natural.  I pulled Lisa to me, and we hugged again.  "It's
fantastic Leece.  I'm *so* happy."  My pussy was beginning to throb,
not only from hearing Lisa recounting her story, but also because of the
feel of her young, lithe body pressed against mine.  I could feel my bare
nipples press against her thin shirt and into her small breasts.  I
reluctantly released her.  I simply had to hear the rest of this. "Then
what happened" I asked. 

Lisa sat back down next to the lounge chair, this time facing me with
her long legs crossed beneath her.  "This is the best part.  After my
mom told me that, my dad said, 'Lisa, had you ever had sex with
another girl before?'  I shook my head, and he said, 'How about with a
boy?'  I  told him that I  had played around a little bit, but nothing
much.  Heck, even if I had, I don't think I could have told them.  Then,
he looked at my mom, and then back at me, and said, 'Your mother and
I thought we should teach you a few more things about sex.  I know
we've talked about it some, but you're older now, and we think there
are more things you should know.'

"As he was saying that, I noticed my mom was rubbing his cock a little
bit with her hand.  I began to watch her hand sliding back and forth,
like I was hypnotized.  Pretty soon, my mom said, 'Have you ever seen
a boy's penis before?  They're much like your father's, but smaller. 
Your father's penis is big even for an adult.'

"How big was it?"  I interrupted.

"It was really big Jill, about like this!"  Lisa held her small hands out in
front of her, about a foot apart.  Surely, she was exaggerating.

"Wow!  Then what?"

"Well, I said I hadn't seen one.  Then Dad asked if I had ever felt a
boy's dick before.  Well, I kind of had felt Tommy's, but that was
through his pants so I figured that didn't count.  I shook my head, and
my dad said, 'Why don't you touch mine, like your mom is doing?'

As she said that, I let out a little involuntary gasp, and I could tell that
my face was turning crimson.  My god, this was *unbelievable*.  "Did
you do it?"  My voice was trembling.

She nodded.  "I could hardly fit my hand around it.  It felt *weird*.  It
was really hard, but the skin was nice and soft.   I began to rub it back
and forth like how my mom was doing it.  He said that it felt really
nice.  I think it did too, because he was making little sounds, and his
eyes were closed."

Lisa paused to collect her thoughts.  She uncrossed her legs, and drew
her knees up, encircling her legs with her arms as she did so.  She was
wearing loose shorts, and I found myself looking with longing down
the gap between the material of her shorts and her smooth thigh.  I
caught a flash of white panties and discreetly thrust my fists into the
crotch of my bikini in an attempt to ease the growing ache there.  

Lisa seemed unaware of my building lust as she continued to narrate 
her shocking tale of incest.  "My mom was just watching for awhile,
then she asked me to stop and get my pajamas off.  So I did.  At first, I
was a little embarrassed.  I hadn't been naked in front of my dad in a
long time.  He was watching me really closely, and he said that I had a
really nice body".  She looked up at me proudly, and I nodded my
agreement.  The throbbing in my vagina was intensifying, and I
squeezed my thighs together.

"Then I got back on the bed and rubbed his cock some more.  Pretty
soon, I could see that all of his muscles were flexing, and he was sort
of, like, bouncing up and down on the bed.  My mom said, 'you're
making your father feel really good honey.  Do it faster.'  My arm was
getting kind of tired, but I wanted him to feel good so I kept going. 
Then my mom sort of leaned over and put the end of it in her mouth. 
Mom said that we'd make his cum shoot out.  I know what that is, but I
really wanted to see it.  Well, before long, dad kind of yelled, and
strained up off the bed.  His cock was jerking in my hand.  I didn't
know what was going on, 'til I saw all the cum leak out of her mouth
and run down his cock and on to my hands.  But mostly, she was
swallowing it!  I could see her kind of gulping it down."

The pressure in my cunt was intensifying, and I pressed my hands
harder against my bikini bottom.  I think that Lisa, too, was getting
horny from recounting her adventure.  She stared at my tits, with their
protruding nipples, then glanced down toward my crotch.  She licked
her lips with her pink tongue and continued.

"Pretty soon dad quit bouncing around so much, and his breathing kind
of slowed down.  My mom said, 'why don't you lick it a little bit honey? 
Not too hard though.  Men's penises are very sensitive after they cum.' 
So I did!  I put the tip of my tongue on the end of the cock.  There was
still some of the cum there, dripping out of the hole.  It tasted okay, I
guess.  Then I licked up and down a little more.  I looked up at dad,
and he still had his eyes closed.  I think it felt good.  Then my mom
kissed me.  She stuck her tongue into my mouth.  I could taste dad's
cum on it still...it was kind of weird...kissing her I mean.  But it was
nice.  Then we both licked him.  It wasn't very big anymore though."

By this time I was so horny, I couldn't stand it.  I opened my legs a bit
and pressed my fingers against my bikini bottom, no longer caring
whether or not Lisa saw what I was doing.  I could feel the dampness
seeping from my slit through the thin material.  Lisa looked up at me
with a quizzical expression on her face.  I smiled and said, "I just can't
help it Leece.  The thought of you getting it on with your folks makes
me so hot."  I lifted the cloth away from my cunt and slipped a finger
against my bare pussy, groaning with pleasure as I did so.  The lips
were slimy with my juices.  "Did anything else happen?"

My young lover began stroking my bare thighs.  "Uh-huh.  That was
just the beginning.  I licked dad's cock for awhile with mom.  Then he
pulled me up to him and he kissed me too.  He thanked me for making
him feel good.  Then he asked me to lie down on my back.  He said it
was their turn to make *me* feel good."

Her soft, warm hand continued stroking lightly along my inner thigh,
while my finger diddled away at my pussy.  My eyes were closed...I
was mesmerized by the combination of her incredible story and the
sensations that were flowing through my body.

She continued.  "They both began licking my titties...they each took a
side.  My mom said that they're very pretty tits, just like hers when she
was my age.  Hers are nice, too.  I hope mine are like that when they
get bigger.  Or like yours, Jill."  I smiled at the compliment, and arched
my back, displaying my ample boobs to her admiring gaze.

"It felt great!.  My mom's tongue was soft and gentle, my dad's was a
little rougher.  He liked to suck on the nipple, and that felt wonderful! 
Then my mom moved down a little lower.  She licked in my belly
button a bit.  I didn't like that as much...it tickled, and all I could do
was giggle.  Pretty soon though, she licked down a little lower, and her
mouth was on my pussy.  It felt *so* good.  She was sticking her
tongue inside and wiggling it all around.  My pussy felt so good, and I
grabbed the back of her head and pulled it tight against me.  I think
mom liked doing it too, 'cause I saw her reach her hand back to her
crotch to play with it.

"My dad quit licking my titties and kneeled over me.  His cock was
getting big again, and he sort of like, put it in front of my mouth.  I
stuck out my tongue and licked it just like before.  I was so happy,
licking my daddy while mom licked me."

Her small fingers had joined mine as they stroked my clitoris.  I needed
to gain better access to my hot twat, so I peeled my bikini off and
spread my legs wider.  My legs were hanging over the sides of the
lounge chair.  I took my hand away, and let Lisa rub my throbbing
pussy with her soft hand.

 "After awhile, it was hard to concentrate on what I was doing with my
dad.  My mom was sucking on my pussy, and I can't tell you how good
it felt.  My whole crotch felt like...I dunno, all swollen and itchy.  Then
dad got behind mom.  I think he put his mouth on her bum again.  I'm
not sure though - I couldn't really see what he was doing, but whatever
it was, mom really liked.  She was breathing really hard, and not really
licking me very good anymore.  That was okay though, because she
stuck a finger in me, and began sliding it around and in and out.  It felt
almost as nice as her tongue did."

As if to demonstrate the experience for me, Lisa slid one of her little
fingers into my cunt.  I gasped with pleasure, and spread my legs
further to give her complete access to my hot, wet slit.

"Then dad kneeled behind mom, and stuck his thing inside her.  I could
tell, because it looked like mom was gonna die. I mean, at first I
thought that he was hurting her, because her eyes were closed really
tight - almost like she was crying, and she was sort of, like, screaming
or something, .  She *was* screaming, but it was from, like, pleasure -
not because it hurt.  She began rocking back and forth really fast, and
her finger was in and out of my pussy at the same time.  Like this"  I
felt Lisa's small finger slamming in and out of my swollen cunthole.  I
cried out with delight.  "It was so awesome!  It was almost like dad
was fucking me through my mom.

"Well, by now, we were all breathing really hard and moaning and stuff. 
I knew that I was  gonna cum, and I thought so were mom and dad. 
Mom was still sliding her finger back and forth, and her thumb was
rubbing me.  Then, I felt another finger sort of slide into my bum.  That
did it!  I lost it right there, and I came.  It felt so good I thought I was
gonna scream!  They were cumming too.  I felt a bunch of wet stuff
land on my stomach, and when I looked up, dad was rubbing his cock
over mom's back.  Most of the cum was flying right over her and
landing on me.  Mom's face was still in my pussy.  She was crying, it
felt so good."

She paused, and said "and that was about it."  Then she leaned over and
placed her tongue against my clitoris.  That was all it took.  I came in
rapid pulsating waves of pleasurable agony as her tongue pressed
against my slit.  My little lover had made me cum again, and what's
more, I knew that it wouldn't be the last time.

End Part Two


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From an425278@anon.penet.fi Tue Nov 14 10:55:20 1995
Newsgroups: alt.sex.stories
Subject: Little Lisa Part 3 (F/M/F, mild bd, ws)
From: an425278@anon.penet.fi (Quiv Pervier)
Date: Tue, 14 Nov 1995 10:55:20 UTC


LITTLE LISA
Part Three

Two days left before I had to go to college.  It was a little less than a
week since Lisa had told me the incredible tale about having sex with
her parents.  That was so hard to imagine!  Lisa's parents, Linda and
Joe, were great friends of my parents.  I just couldn't believe that my
conservative parents could have friends that would have sex with their
daughter.  Their *twelve-year old* daughter, no less.

After Lisa finished her account, she and I had wild sex by the side of
my parent's pool.  Although she was only twelve years old, and we had
now had sex only twice, I was beginning to think that my liaisons with
Lisa were the most fantastic sex imaginable.  The combination of her
innocent adolescence and unbridled lust was irresistible, and I don't
think anyone could get my pussy as hot as she could.  I was looking
forward to seeing her again.  I just didn't know when.  Probably not
until Christmas break.

My folks were away at work, and I was sorting out the clothes that I
was going to take with me to college, when the phone rang. I picked up
the receiver, and was surprised to find out that the caller was Linda,
Lisa's mom.

My heart skipped a beat.  I still wasn't sure what they thought of me
after seeing me have sex with their daughter.  At first, when Lisa told
me what they said about us - something like having sex with another
girl was okay - I thought that they were talking about Lisa and me
specifically.  But I had been thinking they didn't necessarily say that. 
For all I knew, they might still be thinking of me as a child rapist.

It seemed like I shouldn't worry though.  Our conversation consisted of
small talk.  She was asked how I was doing, how my parents were, etc. 
Frankly, I had trouble concentrating on the conversation.  The Linda
that I was accustomed to was simply a good friend of my parents, who
would come over once in awhile to share a cup of coffee with my
mother out on our patio.  Now, though, I kept envisioning images of
Linda licking her daughter's pussy.

After we had chatted for a few minutes, Linda paused, and asked, "So,
are you heading off for college soon?"

"Yeah, Sunday.  Day after tomorrow."

"Well before you go, Joe and I would love to have you over for dinner
and give you a good send off.  It just seems that we don't get a chance
to see you much anymore.  You don't have any plans tomorrow, do
you?"  

Good grief.  Maybe they *weren't* mad at me.  "Uh, no.  Umm, do you
want me to bring my folks along?"

"No."  She answered kind of quickly.  "I mean, we thought that just the
four of us would be nice.  You, Lisa, Joe and I."

This was odd - I couldn't remember them ever excluding my parents
from anything.  "Um, okay, Linda.  It sounds great."   I felt my face
flushing as I agreed to the invitation.  The thought of sitting at the
dinner table, with them, after they saw their twelve-year old daughter
giving me a delightful orgasm, after me hearing that they had sex with
her that same evening...

"Okay, then.  See you tomorrow night at about 6:00 o'clock."  We
exchanged goodbyes, and I hung up the phone.  This was getting
curiouser and curiouser, I thought.

 ***

Well, Saturday night rolled around, and I showed up at Linda and Joe's
home at 6:00 p.m. sharp.  I fidgeted  on the doorstep for awhile,
wondering what in the world we were going to find to talk about. 
Hopefully, I could keep the conversation diverted from the events of
the last week.  I had dressed conservatively, in an effort to keep my
mind (and theirs) off sex, hopefully.  I was wearing tan cotton casual
slacks, and a loose-fitting white blouse.  Often times, I don't wear a bra
with that shirt, but that night I did.  My long blond hair was pulled back
in a bun.

I finally screwed up my courage, pressed the doorbell, and Linda and
Joe both opened the door.  "Jill!  So glad you could make it!  Come in,
come in."

"Hi Linda.  Hi Joe."  I walked in, trying to keep my eyes off Linda. 
Although I had dressed conservatively, Linda had made no attempt to
do so.  I had never seen this side of her, nor had I really even thought
of the sexual side of her.  She was wearing a short white miniskirt that
clung to the curves of her hips.  Her hips were widening ever so slightly
at the approach of middle age, but the skirt flattered them nicely.  Her
blouse was a tight-fitting blue and white-striped crop top, with buttons
in the front.  The top three buttons were undone, and I could see the
upper portion of her ample breasts.  I admired her body - it would be
the envy of any girl, much less a woman of nearly forty.  So *that's*
where Lisa gets it from, I thought.  Joe was no less sexy.  He was
wearing tight slacks and an oxford shirt.  For being in his late thirties,
he was very much in shape, and I could detect the muscles rippling
beneath his tight shirt.

I averted my gaze.  "So where's Lisa?" I asked.

"She'll be along in a little while. In the meantime, would you care for a
glass of wine?"

"Sure."  Joe went off for the wine and Linda and I went over to sit on
the couch in their living room.  She sat down before I did, and I was
shocked to see that she wasn't wearing anything underneath her skirt.  I
could clearly see her trimmed pubic hair nestled in the vee between her
thighs.  Barely visible within her bush was the vertical slit defining her
pussy.  I think she caught me looking (hell, how *couldn't* I), because
I noticed a kind of amused smile on her face.  I found myself thinking
back to Lisa's story, and I could feel, ever so slightly, an ache beginning
to rise in my pussy.  I shifted uncomfortably on the couch.

Joe returned with a bottle of chilled white wine and three crystal
goblets.  The conversation started out awkwardly - after all, they had
caught me having passionate sex with their daughter.  And with what
Lisa had told me had happened later that night...  Eventually, though,
we settled down and found plenty to chat about.  I drank several
glasses of the wine, and a warm, comfortable glow settled over my
body.  I kept stealing glances at Linda as she sat next to me on the
couch.  I noticed that her skirt was riding higher and higher up her
thighs, and every so often I could glimpse a wisp of dark pubic hair
peeking out from beneath her hem line.  Her nipples were protruding
noticeably against her blouse.  I wasn't sure, in my wine-induced haze,
but every so often I thought I caught Joe checking me out too.  Of
course, there wasn't much to see, given how I was dressed,  but even so
his eyes wandered up and down my body.  I then realized that he was
pretty much able to imagine what he couldn't see - after all, he had seen
me in a pretty revealing position only a week earlier.  I flushed at the
thought.  Once again, I felt the familiar throbbing in my cunt, intensified
by the fact that the wine was going right through me, and I had to pee.

Soon, I began to wonder why I couldn't smell any dinner cooking, or
for that matter, why they weren't preparing anything in the kitchen.  I
thought of saying something, but figured that might be in poor taste.  I
assumed that they were waiting for Lisa to get home.

I was on my fourth glass of wine, and was just about to excuse myself
to go to the bathroom, when I noticed Linda look over at Joe with a
questioning look in her eyes.  Joe nodded, as if in response to some
silent signal.  Linda took the half-full glass of wine from my hand, and
said, "Jill, we thought that maybe we should talk about what happened
last week."

I gulped.  Oh shit, here it comes.  I could feel my heart pounding in my
chest.  "Okay," I squeaked.

Joe was looking at me with a stern expression on his face.  "We think
that you're a very nice girl, Jill.  We've always had a very nice
relationship with you any your parents.  But do you think that what you
did with Lisa is proper?"

I had a big lump in my throat, and I hung my head.  I couldn't say
anything.  He continued.  "We  think that Lisa is growing up, and is
probably old enough to handle it.  We've talked to her all about sex." 
I'll say, I thought.  And showed her a lot too.  He went on.  "But
nevertheless, we think that some sort of punishment on your part would
be appropriate."

With that, I looked up.  "Punishment?"  Oh my god, what were they
going to do to me!?

He nodded and stood.  "You need to come with us."  Linda stood up as
well, and beckoned for me to get up off the couch.  I did so, a bit
unsteadily.  I was scared, and I really wasn't used to the wine.  I steeled
my nerves and followed them up the stairs and down the hallway,
toward....my god, the bedroom!  My heart was pounding like thunder
in my chest.

Joe took my wrist firmly in his strong hand, and led me into the
bedroom.  I was trembling with fright, but nevertheless, my mind
flashed back to Lisa's story as I passed through the doorway.   It was in
this very spot that she had watched, fascinated, as her father licked her
mother's ass, while he stroked his cock....

I was jolted from my reverie by Linda's commanding voice.  "Take your
clothes off and get on the bed, Jill.  Face down," she ordered.  I
swallowed hard.  What *did* they have in mind?  I slid my slacks down
my legs, and stepped out of them.  I slowly unbuttoned my blouse with
trembling fingers, and let it fall to the floor.  Joe was watching me
intently, licking his lips.  I unhooked my bra, and my breasts sprang
free.  They were heaving in sync to my breathing, the pink nipples hard
and erect.  My white cotton panties were the last to go.  I was
surprised to find that they were virtually glued to my pussy from the
heat and moisture down there.  I watched Joe with a mixture of fear
and excitement as I pushed them slowly down my tanned legs.  I
couldn't help but notice the bulge in his slacks, and he too, was
breathing heavily with excitement.  I crawled on to the bed.

"Spread your legs, and put your arms above your head."  I nervously
complied.  Before I knew it, they were binding by wrists and ankles to
the bedframe with pantyhose, not tightly, but enough to prevent me
from moving freely.  "What are you doing?!" I asked, my voice
quivering with a mixture of fear and excitement.  "Please don't hurt
me!"   

"We can't punish you properly without tieing you down.  Don't worry,
it won't hurt...much."

I felt the mattress depress under their weight as they knelt on the bed,
one on either side of me.  I looked over my left shoulder, and saw that
Joe had taken his clothes off.  His hard cock was bobbing with
excitement.  It was huge!  Lisa hadn't been exaggerating very much
when she had measured out the length with her hands, there by the
pool.  The swollen glans was purplish with his lust.

Suddenly, I felt, and heard a sharp WHAP! as Linda's bare palm landed
on my right buttock.  I cried out with pain, as the sting of her blow
slowly subsided.  "You deserve a good spanking, Jill.  For what you
did, you must be punished."  Before I could answer, I saw Joe bringing
his hand down onto my left buttcheek.  I closed my eyes in preparation
for the sharp blow.  CRACKK!  I cried out again, and tears came to my
eyes as they continued to administer their punishment.  Their slaps
continued to rain down on my ass.  I squirmed on the bed in an attempt
to evade the spanking, but it was useless.  I could move a bit in my
bindings, but Joe's strong hand was pressed into the small of my back. 
I was pinned to the bed.

"Please stop!", I begged through my heaving sobs.  I was crying not so
much from the pain, but from the horrible embarrassment of being
spanked like a baby.  They didn't answer, but gradually, the spanking
diminished in severity.  They began to alternate the slaps with a light
stroking of my stinging buttocks.  Linda's hands, especially, were soft
and soothing, and her delicate strokes eased the burning sensations on
my tender skin.  I moaned softly with pleasure.  I realized that the
throbbing in my pussy had not diminished throughout the spanking.  If
anything, it had increased, and I could feel the hot moistness burning in
my cunt.  I tried to hump against the mattress, not only to enhance the
stimulation in my pussy, but also to try to alleviate the increasing urge
to pee.  My bladder was beginning to ache.

Joe's fingertips were roaming along my inner thighs, brushing ever so
softly against the wisps of pubic hair, without quite touching the
sensitive skin of my pussy.  "I think we've spanked her sufficiently
Linda," he said.  His voice was husky with lust.  "But judging from all
the juices I can see down here, I think there's something else she really
wants.  I think she wants us to do what Lisa did to her."

I felt the soft caresses of Linda's hands on my left asscheek being
replaced by the silky, wet warmth of her tongue.  I gasped from the
sensation.  The burning feeling on my skin was replaced with the
cooling sensation of her saliva.  Joe, meanwhile, was beginning to lick
the inside of my thighs with his tongue.  I moaned in pleasure, and
struggled against my bonds in a futile attempt to direct my pussy
against his mouth.  "Would you like me to lick your pussy, Jill?"

"God, Yes!," I gasped.  "Please!"

But he only chuckled evilly.  "Not just yet.  This is still part of your
punishment."  He continued to lick along my thigh in long wet strokes,
always approaching, but never quite reaching, my aching pussy.  I
could feel his throbbing cock pressed against my ankle.  Linda
meanwhile, was inserting her tongue into the cleft between my ass
cheeks, running  the tip of it delicately up and down my crack,
sometimes skipping it lightly across my asshole.  When she did, I
bucked my ass into the air, imploring her to insert her tongue into my
ass.  I looked over my right shoulder, and I noticed that she still had her
clothes on.  She had her blouse bunched up above her breasts though,
and she was stroking her tits with her hand.  Her short skirt had ridden
up over her white buttocks.

The agonizing pleasure continued.  Their tongues were everywhere but
where I needed them to be.  They were building me to incredible
heights of pleasure, but not allowing me the release that I longed for. 
And always there was the urgent desire to piss.  I couldn't close my
thighs to relieve the pressure, and I was afraid that my hot pee would
spurt into Joe's face.  I don't know what was greater - the desperate
urge to pee, or the need to cum.

I thought that the unbearable torture was nearing an end when Joe
loosened the bonds that held my ankles in place, and he asked me to
turn over.  I did, which caused my arms to cross over my head.  Almost
crying with relief, I squeezed my thighs together to hold the pee in. 
"Oh no, you don't", Linda smiled wickedly.  "If we let you do that,
you'll cum by yourself, and we can't have that."

I cried out in frustration, and beads of sweat broke out on my forehead. 
"Please untie me, I begged.  "I have to go and pee so bad."  But they
just ignored my plea, and Frank forced my thighs apart again and
refastened my ankles to the bedframe.  In spite of myself, a short spray
of pee escaped from between my pussy lips and splashed against my
thigh.  My face turned crimson with embarrassment. I fought to regain
control of my swollen bladder, and quickly stopped the stream from
gushing out of control all over the bed.

Frank had noticed the brief spurt of urine, and said, "My *god* Linda,
she really *does* have to go.  She nearly lost it there."  But instead of
releasing me, he crawled back up to resume licking my thighs,
concentrating on the wet, musky area where the pee had washed
against my leg.

And so the agony continued.  Linda resumed licking my breasts, her
tongue encircling my erect nipples.  Her hand was now thrust into her
crotch, where it was rubbing her pussy lips vigorously.  My body was
covered in a fine sheen of perspiration, and the sound of my
whimpering moans, and Linda's soft groans, filled the air.  I was afraid I
was going to lose my mind.  I closed my eyes tightly, squirming against
the bonds.

Linda was now gasping with the pleasure of her hand against her cunt. 
Finally, she said in a husky voice, "Oh Joe, I can't *stand* it anymore. 
We're torturing ourselves."  And with that, she placed her knees
alongside my shoulders and straddled me, facing Joe. I opened my eyes
and watched in anticipation as she lowered her sopping pussy, the dark
hair slick and matted, to my mouth.  Her tongue replaced Joe's, and I
immediately felt the new sensations of her softer tongue.  I felt it sliding
in the moist space between my thighs and pussy, the edge of the tongue
sometimes touching, but never lingering on, my swollen cunt lips.  I
cried out in ecstasy, and eagerly took her clit between my lips and
sucked the hot juices off of it.

"OHHHH JILLLLL!" she screamed.  "EAT MY CUNT!"

I sensed Joe crawling up toward us.  I watched as he got behind his
wife and placed the tip of his cock against her swollen slit.  The juices
oozed and bubbled over the purple cockhead as he slid it around, and
just inside of, her soaking cunt.  I ran my tongue simultaneously over
the juicy cock and pussy lips.  I felt Linda's tongue sliding over the
crack of my ass below my pussy, and her chin pressed against my slimy
clit.  "OH GOD.   Linda, please SUCK MEEE," I begged.  Her tongue
continued to probe against my asshole.  She humped her steaming cunt
against my face, as I moaned in frustration.

My saliva combined with Linda's slippery juices as I ran my tongue
over the head of Joe's throbbing dick.  Linda was grinding her clit
against my chin, while at the same time bucking against Joe's cock.  I
could tell that she desperately wanted him to fuck her, but instead, he
moved his cock higher, and pressed the tip against her dark, hairy
asshole.  He transferred the juices from his cockhead to the hot hole by
sliding it around in short circular motions, while his musky, hairy balls
danced across my sweat-covered forehead.

"FUCK MY ASS!"  she cried.  That was all the inspiration he needed. 
I heard Linda moan with pleasure as Joe began to press against her.  I
watched in fascination as his dick disappeared into her tight hole, not
more than three inches from my glazed eyes.  "Ohhhh, fuck MEEEE,"
she moaned huskily, as Joe began to slide his cock in an out of her ass. 
And with that, she plastered her mouth against my swollen, aching
cunt, and began to furiously suck my throbbing clit.

"OHHHH, GODDDDD!!!" I screamed in joy and ecstasy.  The
unbearable tension of their exquisite torture left my body in one
indescribable rush.  "SUCKKK MEEEEE!"   I buried my face in her
hot pussy and sucked her clit as my desperately heaving body was
buffeted with orgiastic ecstasy.  I sobbed with delight as Linda probed
my vibrating cunt with her delightful tongue.  I completely lost control
of my body, and as I thrust my crotch into Linda's face, I realized that
my bladder had let go, intensifying the pleasure and relief of my release. 
But Linda didn't pull away.  Through the haze of my bliss, the sounds
of our  moans, and the liquid slapping of Joe's cock thrusting into her
sucking asshole, I could hear the hot rush of pee splashing against
Linda's mouth.  I grunted again and again with relief as I felt the
delightful warmth of my piss pooling beneath my ass.

I resumed the ferocious licking of Linda's cunt, as Joe's cock slid
against my nose and slammed into her hot asshole.  Suddenly, her body
went rigid, and she emitted a delicious cry of agony and pleasure. 
"OOHHHHH!", she screamed and she intensified her bucking against
my face, as her sweaty thighs squeezed the sides of my head.  She cried
out muffled screams again and again as she buried her face into my
sopping cunt and the subsiding stream of urine.  Her orgasm set Joe off
as well, and with a loud gasp, he pulled his glistening rod out of her
asshole with a popping sound.  His cock spasmed, and a huge burst of
semen splashed against her distended asshole.  The sticky cum rolled
downward and over her pussy, where I lapped it up greedily.  I
expected Joe to begin jerking off against her ass, but instead, he
lowered his spurting cock, glistening with the juices from her ass, to my
lips.  I tentatively placed the tip of my tongue against the swollen
cockhead. But Joe, desperate for his release to be complete, thrust the
cock into my mouth.  I encircled the shaft tightly with my lips and
fluttered my tongue against the pulsing cockhead.  Thick jets of warm
semen shot down my throat.  He fucked my mouth frenetically until
gradually, as his orgasm subsided, his dick began to soften.

We collapsed in a mass of bodies,  and I basked in the sensations of my
waning orgasm.  Linda's body, still heaving as her ragged breathing
only slowly subsided, was slick with sweat, and my breasts poked
against the slippery warmth of her abdomen as she sprawled on top of
me.  I could feel her hot breath against my cunt.  My ass was soaked
with a mixture of sweat, my own cunt juices, and piss.  My nose and
eyes took in the delightful sight and odor of Linda's glistening pussy
and  Joe's softening dick, which was still shiny with juices as it dangled
in front of me.  Even through those smells, I could catch a slight wiff of
my piss as it's musky smell drifted through the bedroom.

My joyous reverie was broken when Linda called out, "Okay Lisa. You
can come out now!"  I opened my eyes, and dashing out of the clothes
closet came Lisa.  I laughed with delight as she piled into the mass of
sweating bodies on the bed.

End Part Three


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From an425278@anon.penet.fi Tue Nov 14 10:57:09 1995
Newsgroups: alt.sex.stories
Subject: Little Lisa Part 4 (story - F/F/M/f, inc, ws)
From: an425278@anon.penet.fi (Quiv Pervier)
Date: Tue, 14 Nov 1995 10:57:09 UTC


LITTLE LISA
Part Four

So it had all been carefully planned.  While Joe and Linda applied their
exquisite torture to me, their young daughter watched from her hiding
place in the bedroom closet.  Lisa jumped onto the bed, and, after Joe
and Linda untied me, the four of us rolled around in each other arms,
giggling and exchanging kisses and caresses.  "Well young lady - you're
in trouble now.  What do you mean by spying on us?"  I pretended to
be stern, but my happy smile gave me away.  Lisa laughed, and said,
"I'm allowed.  Mom and Dad said I could!"

Linda grinned and tousled her daughter's hair affectionately.  "We're
sorry it took so long babe.  You did very well keeping quiet for so
long."

"That's okay mom.  I didn't mind.  Besides, the wait was worth it". 
And with that, Linda pulled Lisa on top of her and mother and daughter
exchanged a long, wet kiss.  I watched, fascinated and envious, as Lisa,
wearing light blue panties and a white tee shirt, ground her crotch into
her mother's thigh and pressed her budding tits, nipples pressing against
the thin cotton of her shirt, against her mother's ample breasts, which
still glistened with a fine sheen of perspiration.  I realized that the poor
girl was probably going crazy with lust after watching her parents and I
frolicking on the bed.

I was struck by the contrast between mother and daughter.  They bore
a definite resemblance in their facial features.  However, Lisa was a full
head shorter than Linda, and her tiny breasts were dwarfed by her
mother's large tits, which sagged slightly with maturity.  It was hard to
imagine that Lisa some day would mature into a woman with, most
likely, Linda's seductive curves and contours.

Linda's hands were roaming up and down her daughter's narrow hips,
as their deep kiss grew in intensity.  I was beginning to feel kind of
envious when I felt something press against my thigh.  I glanced down
and saw that Joe's cock was awakening in response to the excitement
he was obviously feeling from watching his wife and daughter revel in
each other's arms.  I reached down and took his dick, still sticky from
his wife's juice and my saliva, in my hand.  "Feeling left out, Joe?", I
asked slyly.  He smiled briefly and shrugged.  "A little, but I shouldn't,
with you right here." 

He lowered his face to my breast and took my nipple between his teeth. 
I sighed, and arched my back, pressing my tits into his face.  I looked
over at Linda and Lisa again, still lying on the bed next to me, and
watched as they licked each other tongues.  Linda had gathered the
material of Lisa's panties into the crack of her pretty twelve-year-old
ass, and her hands were squeezing her daughter's bare buttocks.  I
noticed that Lisa's squirming had become more urgent, and her crotch
was sliding up and down her mother's sweaty thigh.

Linda must have felt my eyes on her, for she looked over at me, then
whispered something into Lisa's ear.  Lisa looked at me, grinned, and
came over and curled up against me.  I took my young lover in my
arms and we pressed our tongues together and shared a long, juicy kiss. 
Our tongues intertwined for what seemed like minutes, while Joe's
mouth continued to work over my tits.  As we broke our passionate
kiss, Lisa looked at me with concern in her eyes and asked, "Mom and
dad didn't really hurt you, did they?   Giving you a spanking, I mean".  I
chuckled and shook my head.  "Uh-uh.  Well, maybe just a little bit. 
But it was very exciting.  And the pleasure they gave me afterward
made it all worth it."

She brightened.  "I thought it looked like it felt really good, especially
at the end".

"It did.  In fact, it felt so good, I peed all over the bed."

Lisa wrinkled her nose.  "That was *weird*!"

I laughed.  "Well yeah, I guess it *is* weird.  But also very exciting." 
A nasty thought entered into my mind.  "Maybe you could do that too. 
And your mom and dad if they want to."

"Boy, I dunno," her voice trailed off.  She thought for a moment, then
said, "I guess I do really have to go."  She looked at Linda, as if to get
permission.  Linda nodded, and said, "Sounds good to me.  What do
you think, Joe?"

Joe pulled his mouth from my nipple long enough to say that absolutely
sounded  great to him, then went back to working over my spit-
covered breasts.

I came to the sudden realization that Lisa was now vigorously humping
my leg.  Her excitement was obvious in other ways, as well.  I could
feel the warmth and moisture seeping through her panties against my
bare skin, and I again realized that she alone among us had not yet had
an orgasm.  Joe and Linda seemed to sense this at about the same time,
and Joe said, "I think it's time for us to take care of our little darling." 
Linda agreed, and said "C'mon honey.  Let's take your clothes off. 
Then I'd like you to lie on the bed."

Lisa immediately complied, and lay down on the sheets, which were
still damp with a mixture of sweat, cum and my warm pee.  I sat back
and watched, enthralled, as mother and father began the delectable task
of pleasuring their daughter.

They began by licking Lisa's budding breasts.  Lisa seemed delighted
with the attention as two sets of tongues encircled the erect pink
nipples.  Her back arched as she offered herself to her parents.  Her
eyes closed as she absorbed the sensations, and the pace of her
breathing quickened.  The parents shared their daughter's rapture.  Joe's
excitement, in particular, was palpable.  His exquisite cock was once
again stiffly erect, as he drew his daughter's breast into his mouth.  It
almost seemed as if his dick gave a slight jerk each time Lisa moaned.

I idly stroked my pussy, now slick once again with fresh juices.  The
eroticism of the scene was intense.  I watched as Joe began to work his
tongue down Lisa's abdomen, moving every closer toward her young
pussy.  And what a beautiful pussy it was.  Her thighs were splayed
open invitingly.  Her pubic hair was so fine and downy that it did little
to conceal the pink pussy lips, gleaming with juices, and flowering open
in anticipation.

Lisa was moaning softly, and she was arching her chest upward,
pressing her small breasts to her mother's tongue.  I could see the
muscles of her abdomen palpitating in response to the advances of her
father's mouth.  Linda interrupted her ministrations to her daughter's
young breasts and asked if she would like her dad to lick her pussy and
make her feel good.

Lisa nodded.  "Please lick my pussy, Daddy", she panted.  Her girlish
voice was trembling with excitement.  She was almost too breathless to
speak.

Joe needed no further encouragement from his lusty daughter.  He
buried his mouth in Lisa's cunt.  "Ohhh, Uhh...", she whimpered.  That
feels so *good*".  At this encouragement, Joe began eagerly lapping at
her pussy, drawing his tongue in long strokes from her asshole up to
her clit and back again.  He inserted his index finger into her tight
pussy, and Lisa spread her legs wide and bucked her pelvis against her
father, her moans of pleasure mixing with the squeaking of the bed. 
She could easily have come had Joe concentrated on her clitoris, but he
expertly brought his daughter to the brink of orgasm and back again
and again by varying his tongue strokes.

Linda was now laying on her side next to Lisa, whispering soft words
of encouragement in her ear.  "Does it feel good, darling?"

"Uh-huh.  It feels wonderful!" she gasped in reply.

"Maybe daddy could make it feel even better.  Would you like him to
fuck you like he fucks mommy?"

"YES!!  Please fuck me daddy!"

I held my breath at the prospect of watching Joe fuck his daughter.  I
worried momentarily about him hurting her young virgin hole with his
big cock.  I knew that he would be gentle, but nevertheless, I moved
close to Lisa, curled up against her, and took her hand in mine, to
comfort her in case it did hurt.

Joe moved into a low kneeling position, legs spread wide, and gently
lifted Lisa's legs into the air, supporting them against his broad chest. 
He positioned his cock against her juicy, hairless slit, and rubbed the
purplish-red glans gently up and down her slick cunt lips, spreading her
juices all around his throbbing penis, as Lisa squirmed against him in
anticipation.  I watched him in admiration.  The desire to enter her
immediately and relieve the ache in his throbbing cock must have been
enormous, but he very patiently prepared her pussy to receive his dick,
slowly stretching the outer pussy lips.  

Gradually, he inserted the swollen head of his prick into her love hole. 
Lisa let out a sharp gasp and squeezed my hand.  Linda kissed her
softly on the cheek, and cooed softly to her.  Her forehead was
clenched in pain, and Joe gently withdrew, waited and entered her
again.  He repeated the process several times.  Gradually he worked
about three or four inches of his cock into her tight pussy and remained
motionless while Lisa adjusted to the sensations.  Linda brought her
finger to her daughter's pussy and gently rubbed her swollen clit.  Her
expert strokes soon had their desired effect, and Lisa's soft whimpers of
pain grew into gentle moans.  Joe began to slowly rock back and forth,
sliding the first third of his long prick in and out of Lisa's well-
lubricated cunt.  His cock made liquid suctioning sounds as it pistoned
back and forth.

"OHHH, Daddy, that feels good", she moaned. Her little voice was
husky with emotion.  She began matching her father's rocking motions. 
Her stomach muscles were taut, and her legs were quivering as she
reveled in her first experience of being fucked.

The sensations for Joe must have been overwhelming, as his daughter's
virgin pussy clenched around his throbbing cock.  His face was red, and
he was sweating profusely.  The desire to slam his cock deeply into the
hot pussy must have been intense.  But he carefully prevented himself
from driving too deeply into his daughter's tiny vagina - I never saw
more than half his length entering her.

Linda seemed to notice Joe's growing urgency, and she quickened the
pace of her finger as it diddled Lisa's clit.  Lisa cried out with pleasure
at the enhanced sensations in her pussy.  She began bucking furiously
against her father, encouraging him to fuck her harder.  Her chest was
heaving with lust, and her breathing was harsh and rapid.

Finally, her whole body became tense and rigid.   "OHHH
GODDDDDD.  FUCK  ME DADDY!"  She sobbed, and her orgasm
washed over her in gigantic spasms.  She clutched at Joe's arms, and
pulled him on top of her.  He now supported himself on his elbows,
suspending himself over his daughter so as not to suffocate her.  His
pace quickened, and then, he too moaned with lust.  "OHH,  LISA," he
gasped. "I love you darling!"  He shot his sperm into her pussy, and
father and daughter shared their orgasms, clinging to each others
sweaty bodies as they let themselves be carried away in their passion.

"I love you too Daddy!"  Lisa was crying with the pleasure and deep
emotions of her experience.  Her eyes were tightly closed, but tears
nevertheless escaped and rolled down her flushed cheeks.  We kissed
her tears away and caressed her body, Joe on top and Linda and I on
either side.  Soon her breathing slowed, and her sobs diminished.  

We lay there for a long while, relishing the experience and warmth of
our bodies.  We were silent, worshiping the moment, until Lisa said,
"Can we do that again?"

Joe, Linda, and I looked at each other and laughed.  "Not right now
honey", Linda replied.  Your dad needs to rest for awhile".

But Joe said, "I dunno, I think I'm getting hard again, and Lisa's
rubbing up against me as if she wants more."  Linda smiled and winked
at me.  "Well if that's the case, I think Jill and I can take care of you. 
We need a little something too, you know.  Get on your back and I'll
get your hot cock back into shape."

Joe gently pulled his semi-rigid dick out of Lisa's pussy, and flipped
over on his back.  Linda proceeded to lick his cock like a lollipop,
cleaning it of it's coating of semen and pussy juice.  I too, flipped on my
back, next to Joe.  "Come over here Lisa.  Let me lick your pussy", I
said.  She climbed over her father, dribbling the semen that leaked from
her pussy all over his stomach as she did so.  She eagerly straddled my
face as her father's cum rolled down her thighs.  I pulled her cunt to my
face and licked the rest of Joe's sperm out of her sopping pussy.  I was
amazed at the volume of cum that he had deposited there.  Only an
hour before, he had shot a massive load into my mouth.

Lisa rubbed her pussy against my mouth.  She was already horny again! 
My face was covered with the slick juices, the remnant's of a father and
daughter's passions.  I snaked a hand down to me throbbing clit and
stroked it urgently.  After witnessing Joe fucking his daughter, I was
desperate with lust, and that wasn't helped at all  by the taste and smell
of the beautiful pussy that was rubbing against my mouth.  I breathed
deeply of her scent, and pressed my nose against her hairless asshole as
my tongue explored the curves and folds of her sodden cunt.

I had nearly brought myself to an orgasm when I felt strong hands
forcing my thighs apart, then grabbing my ass and pulling my pelvis
upward.  This was followed soon thereafter by the feeling of Joe's cock,
rigid once again, as it probed the entrance to my pussy.  I spread my
cunt lips open with my fingers, and was rewarded by the thrilling
sensation of his dick plunging deeply into my cunt with one long thrust. 
I groaned into Lisa's quivering pussy, and thrust my hips upward to
meet Joe's deep strokes.  Lisa ground her slippery pussy lips into my
face, sharing in my pleasure.

I moaned with ecstasy at the delectable sensations.  But there was more
to come.  I felt  a weight pressing against my breasts, and realized that
Linda had straddled my chest.  I arched my breasts upward, and was
rewarded by a liquid warmth rubbing against my left breast.  Lisa was
rubbing her cunt against my erect nipple in a slow seductive rhythm. 

Soon, I heard Linda whisper seductively.  "Do you still have to pee
Lisa?"

"Yeah...really bad".

"Maybe we can pee together.  On Jill.  Would you like that Jill?"

"God yes!" I gasped.  "Do it!  Pee on my face!"  Joe, hearing my urgent
plea, picked up the pace, and plunged his swollen cock into my
dripping cunt with brutal force.

I felt Linda's weight removed from my breasts.  I realized that she had
assumed a squatting position, preparing to release her hot pee on my
boobs.  Lisa followed suit.  Her rounded ass was suspended above my
face, and she grew still as she prepared to release her urine stream.  I
watched, fascinated, as her muscles clenched and unclenched, straining
to release her bladder.  I closed my eyes in anticipation of the warm
liquid that would soon rain down upon me.

Linda released her pee stream first.  My breasts were bathed with the
yellow liquid as it shot from her urethra in a steady stream.  It ran in
rivulets down my sides, soaking the sheets beneath me.  Then Lisa,
with a grunt, began pissing on my face, first in short bursts, then in a
hard, steady stream.  I moaned with pleasure and breathed deeply of the
overpowering scent of her piss as the torrent continued.  The liquid
warmth splashed against my forehead, nose, and cheeks.  

Joe's urgent thrusting reached a crescendo at the sight of his wife and
daughter releasing their hot pee.  With a loud groan, he slammed his
cock deeply into my pussy, and I felt his hot semen splashing against
the inner walls of my vagina, as his dick jerked spasmodically deep
within me.  The sensations were exquisite, and I too reached my
climax.  "Ohhhh, GOD!", I shouted with ecstasy, as my body shuddered
with the spasms of my orgasm.  Lisa's pee stream was slowing to a
trickle, but a small amount entered my mouth as it gaped open with my
cries.  I swallowed a small volume of the golden nectar, choking at it's
pungency.

Soon Joe's, and my, thrusting diminished in intensity.  Linda and Lisa
unmounted me, and Joe collapsed onto me, spent.  The sweat from his
chest mixed with his wife's pee, and he kissed my face, smelling deeply
of the strong scent of his daughter's fresh urine.  My body relaxed into
the afterglow of my orgasm, and as Joe's tongue explored my face,
licking at the drops of yellow dew, I felt the soft touch of Lisa and
Linda's hands as they caressed my body.

My mind wandered, and I reminisced about the erotic events of the last
two weeks.   I would be leaving for college tomorrow, unfortunately. 
But I knew that Lisa, Linda, and Joe would be there for me when I
returned.  I couldn't wait!

THE END?


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