Lisa's Learning, Chapter 4

by Amy Sinclare

Lisa, with my encouragement, wore her butt plug most of the time. I would reward her whenever she went on to bigger sizes by taking her shopping or to the movies while she had it inserted. She was completely comfortable and natural with it in and even looked at it as kind of a security blanket. She also liked the fact that it pleased me and thrived on the attention she was receiving as I became increasingly obsessed with that perfect little butt of hers.

I was home schooling her now, so we were spending almost all of our time together. Whenever I had to go to work I would give her a list of chores to do and rewarded her by giving her ass the love and attention it so desired. We both loved it when I would remove her butt plug so I could insert my tongue deep into her open and eager asshole, making sure it was well lubricated with saliva and ready for insertion of an increasingly larger variety of anal sex toys. If I wasn't eating her pussy or playing with it she would attend to her pussy herself, and she had countless orgasms this way.

We slept together every night, becoming closer than ever thought possible. We even wore our butt plugs to bed and Lisa was so accustomed to having something in her butt she felt empty without it. Almost every evening we would cuddle in front of the television, sometimes lying on the couch nude with me spooning her, or sometimes I would sit and she would lay her head on my lap so I could caress her hair and back, and finger her bottom. This relaxed her and made her feel secure, and she would often fall asleep with a blissful smile on her sweet little face while I gently slid two fingers deep in and out of her butt.

We were inseparable, and Lisa was becoming increasingly affectionate, to the point where I would have to rebuke her when we were out in public. It was alright to hold hands, but too much kissing and hugging was inappropriate and poor Lisa would not quite understand when I would have to rebuff her. I would try to cheer her up, and make it up to her when we could finally be home alone to freely express our love for each other.

We had a favorite park bench that we would usually go to which became a kind of special place for us, and we would have our most intimate and personal conversations there. Because we were near a university and several office buildings, plenty of females would be walking by. Lisa and I would watch them and discuss which ones we liked the most. Predictably, she preferred girls about my age, in their twenties, but I preferred them much younger. Lisa seemed particularly fascinated by their breasts and was disappointed that hers were yet so small. She still liked to suckle my tits which I very much enjoyed of course, and I would sometimes masturbate while she did it, or maybe I would just hold her and make her feel safe and loved.

Occasionally we would go online and shop for anal sex toys, and I would show her various lesbian porn site to illustrate various techniques we could try on each other. This helped her to become quite an eager and accomplished little pussy eater, and I kept my pussy shaved to accommodate her learning experience. We even had a sort of competition to see who could take the biggest toy, and although Lisa never had her vagina penetrated she was trained to take an inch and a half diameter dildo deep in her ass by the time she was nine years old, and was very proud of her ability. In time we had collected a large box almost full of toys because she kept outgrowing the smaller ones, and I had to laugh at her when she naively tried to donate some of them to charity along with the cloths she had outgrown.

We were insatiable together, and just when I would think the sex couldn't get any better we would always manage to find a new experience to make it more irresistible for us, like a blissful addiction.

to be continued...