| Pam and Lisa, Part 2 After a full morning of sex had passed I realized that I’d better put some food into this child. I told her to rest, gave her a kiss on her slit and went downstairs to whip up a soup and sandwich lunch. I found a kind of joy standing in the kitchen buck naked. As I was ladling into the bowls I heard the toilet flush upstairs and I was struck by a new desire. Then Lisa came bounding down the steps in her birthday suit and did a cartwheel toward the kitchen. It was indescribable. We took the food upstairs and as we talked, she told me about her ‘past’ (such as a 9-year old would have). Last year, when her parents were in the throes of a divorce and the home situation was tense to say the least, Lisa was getting comfort from her babysitter, Kelli, who was seventeen. Then, one night, she got more than just comfort. When both parents stormed out of the house after a serious row, Lisa fell into Kelli’s arms and cried. She cried til she fell asleep and when she awoke she was surprised to find herself sucking on Kelli’s tit. Kelli said she knew this would soothe Lisa but that didn’t explain the teenager’s hands up the young one’s dress. Soon it became apparent what a nature Lisa had for this sort of thing as Kelli felt her small pussy moisten instantly. They had a little time to feel and taste each other but then Janice came home angry and crying about her marriage. Lisa, though loathing to leave her new found friendship, felt the need to stay by her mom in case she needed someone’s shoulder to cry on, even a little girl’s. She did not see Kelli again because soon after Janice filed for divorce, moved out with Lisa to another town and, after the settlement put a down payment on a new house. A new life. And then Lisa saw Pam… I couldn’t help but ask, ‘Lisa, …do you sometimes have, you know, ‘thoughts’ about your mother?’ She confessed shyly, yes , sometimes, but she doesn’t think her mom would understand or be able to handle it. Best not to complicate her life any more than it is. I was impressed. This child seems wise beyond her years. But as I thought this, she giggled a little-girl giggle and quickly slid her hand under my bum. She easily pushed her finger up my hole (so lubricated from her earlier tonguing) and I just sat there feeling the sensation as she wiggled it around. I reached forward and gently pinched her soft round puffies on her flat chest and her eyes half close with lust. After a while she pulled her finger out, gave it a sniff and popped it in her mouth, sucking lewdly. I started fingering myself to a mind-boggling orgasm in response. As I came, she wrapped her lips around one of my extended nipples sending me even higher. When I finally came down I saw that she was sitting back with one finger in her pussy and the other hand on her chest, rubbing it around her little candy mounds. In a little-girl voice she asked, ‘Pammy, will you lick my ass again?’ Oh god, yes! I bent forward and started by nibbling on her ankles and working my way up. As I reached her inner thighs she suddenly stopped me. ‘Oh wait! I have to pee again’ The look on my face must have told her something because she eyed me coyly and asked ‘would you like to watch?’ Wow, this day just keeps getting better and better. We hopped to the bathroom and just before she started to sit down I grabbed her asscheeks and pushed my face into her pussy. I couldn’t help it, I just love to feel my mouth and nose snuggled into her fleshy softness. She pushed me back, laughing, ‘I have to pee’. She sat with her legs spread wide and I knelt in front for a clear view. She held her lips slightly apart and the perfume was divine. After a minute, nothing. ‘I don’t think I can do it now. I’m trying’, she said. Then a new urge hit me and I put my arms under her spread legs and lifted her up. I sat on the seat facing her and dropped her on my lap. We were now nipples to nipples and when she pees it should be directly on my pussy. She was delighted and tried even harder to let fly. ‘Maybe I need the sound of rushing water’, she suggested and I agreed and begin pissing myself. Lisa squealed when she looked down and viewed the amber fluid splashing into the bowl and her little cunny spurted a shot of pee on my pubic bush. Then a full force followed and she peed directly on my cunt as I continued to empty my bladder. Watching this scene was amazing and suddenly Lisa pulled forward mashing into my breasts and kissing me with force and I knew that she was cumming hard. (and she’s not even touching herself, just arching her pussy into my lower stomach) I felt the warm piss flow over my belly and down between my legs and I put my finger to my clit and came as my hand got soaked. Lisa was just coming to a trickle with her face buried in my tits when the damn phone rings. I knew it would be Lisa’s mom and I ran, dripping , to answer. Hi, Janice, I say, yes, Lisa’s fine, just a little fever I think. What’s that? Oh I sound out of breath? I’ve been doing my Pilates. Sure, you can borrow the tape. You off work early? Just come on in when you get here. I think she’s sleeping right now. OK, Bye. As I hung up the phone, my hearts sank when I thought that my perfect day was coming to an end. This feeling was replaced by panic and I run to the bathroom. Lisa was already running a tub. As usual, she’s maintaining her cool. Don’t worry, she says, it takes her 45 minutes to get home. Hop in. I could see that she also had a look of disappointment and right then and there I worry that I could be falling in love with this child. When Janice arrived Lisa is under a blanket on the living room couch channel surfing. I’m in the kitchen cooking an especially aromatic Italian dinner (which makes the whole house smell like an Italian restaurant so I’m not as concerned about any lingering sex smells from the bedroom). Lisa is so warm and flushed from the day’s activities that her mom is sure it’s the flu. Don’t worry, I say, I’m sure after a good night’s rest she’ll be just fine. Janice declines the offer to stay for dinner, wanting to put Lisa to early bed. As they leave Lisa gives me a look of love that melts me. That night all I could do was replay the day’s events in my mind. Fortunately, Bob was tired and crashed early. I would have been too pooped to fake sex tonight. And yet my pussy stirred as I thought of the many things Lisa and I did today. I could see myself getting on my hands and knees to expose my asshole to this schoolgirl; how she blew cool air on my puckered circle before gently licking it for the first time; how she kept running her fingers thru my pubic bush; nuzzling her cheeks in it at times. And how she soaped up my breasts in the tub…Oh this was quite a day. Then it struck me that I had started to notice Janice this evening as if for the first time. I was looking past her plain-jane persona and seeing a fairly attractive woman who was just working too hard. Fortunately I was too tired to start working up new fantasies for tonight. But still… End of part 2 |