Alison's Adventures 5

by Little Alison

It was one of the hottest days of the summer and I was just lying in the unairconditioned living room, texting Ashley. Ashley was away at camp and she was bored and spent her time texting me and sending me pictures of her body, which she knew always excited me.

As I was texting her something about licking her body, the phone rang in the kitchen. My mom picked it up.

"Hello. Oh hi Kay. yes, it is. I'll ask. . . ."

My mom leaned into the living room, "Mrs. Frausto wanted to let you know that you could go over and use their pool if you want. She'll be home all day."

I was staring at my mom, but my mind was wandering. I heard "Mrs. Frausto" and I could only think of the times I'd gone over and had fun. In the instant before I answered "yes" to my mom I thought of her touch, her tongue, her taste and how the last time I was alone with her, she had me suck really hard on her enormous and exciting nipples. Here I was texting her daughter nasty things and she's calling for me to come over! Wonderful.

"uh yeah mom, can I wear my new two piece?" I had just convinced her to get me one since I was almost 12, which was quite a departure from my little girl one piece. I still didn't have much of a figure, besides my tiny and, I must say, very tight little butt. My breasts were still budding, though I found myself very sensitive when aroused. I still had only a hint of whispy pubic hair and it was soft and smooth.

"Ok, hun, but wear something over it when you walk over. . ." She went back to the phone, "She'll be right over Kay. Don't let her be a pest, ok? Bye."

I slid on a pair of shorts and a comfy shirt over my white and green patterned bikini and walked down the street to Ashley's house.

I looked over the side fence and saw Mrs. Frausto lying out in a small, very sexy, bikini, sunglasses on and her shiny black hair cascading down her left shoulder.

"Hi" I chirped

"Hi, what?" Mrs. Frausto said evenly, not moving in her lounge chair.

"Hi Mrs. Frausto." I corrected myself. I had to admit I loved when she told me what to do and how to do it.

"That's better. . ." she cooed, "come in Alison, it's hot out and you will enjoy swimming."

I set my things down and, standing in front of her, took off my top and shorts, so she could see my new suit. I really wanted to show off and to have her notice me in it. But she didn't move, her only movement was a slow tracing of her thigh with her fingertips.

Just before I jumped in Mrs. Frausto insisted I put on some sun tan lotion. I WAS quite pale and she was right, I would probably turn into a lobster after an hour.

I sat on the edge of her lounge chair as she squeezed a generous helping of lotion onto her hands. Slowly, with purpose, she slid her slick hands over my neck, my shoulders, along my back. I was totally zoning out as she slathered the lotion on my body. Before I knew it she had reached around me, her hands caressing the lotion into my upper thighs, just teasing my bikini bottoms and sending tiny darts of excitement from my pussy to my brain.

She leaned in as she continued to excite me with her experienced hands, whispering, "I adore your new suit Alison. You are a sexy girl." Her breath caressing my ear and sending waves through my body. I turned to her, fully expecting and hoping to kiss her. I wanted to, I NEEDED to.

Just then she leaned back on the lounge, smiled a wicked smile, "Have a good swim honey, it's very hot today."

I was a little confused, and still sexually excited, but ran to the pool and threw my body, wet pussy and hard nipples and all, into the pool. It felt great.

After almost two hours, I was exhausted and made my way out of the pool, sitting on a deck chair and drying my hair. Mrs. Frausto had been in and out of the house, and was sipping a drink as I did so. I couldn't help but stare at her body. Lovely tanned skin, breasts still firm for her age and large. Her waist and hips made a lovely curving combination and the color of her legs made them seem smooth and perfect.

"How do you feel Alison?" She turned, removing her sunglasses, her eyes full of energy and focus.

"Great" I replied, breathlessly, "tired!"

"Well, I have just the thing for tired muscles. . ." she rose, holding out her hand, less as an invitation than as a requirement, "we don't want you getting cramps. I walked to her, taking her hand in mine, feeling her fingers intertwine, and the warmth of her skin against mine.

The air conditioning of the house swept over me like a wave, and for a moment I was a little dizzy. I stood in the living room as Mrs. Frausto turned to me, studied me closely for a moment, then leaned down and pressed her lips to mine. I loved how she felt against me. Her lips so much fuller than mine and warm and filled with sensuality. Her hands slid down my sides and rested on the strap of my bikini bottoms.

And abruptly, she pulled away. She smiled and began to walk down the hallway. "Alison, go into my room and lie face down on the bed for me."

I walked down the hall, wanting her more and more and a tiny bit afraid she'd just keep teasing me. I stood before her huge king bed, crawled up and felt the cool satin sheet under me as I laid myself down as she asked.

A moment later she entered. She had removed her top, exposing her lovely breasts, and replaced her bottoms with a pair of black lace panties. The same pair, I thought, that I had licked her pussy through nearly a year ago. In her hand was a bottle.

"This is an oil which will feel really good as I rub it in. You will enjoy this Alison." She explained as well as commanded. I enjoyed her tone greatly.

"Ok."

"Ok, what?"

"Ok, Mrs. Frausto."

"That's better." she had a smile in her voice.

I felt the oil drip slowly onto my back, warm and thicker than the small droplets of water still clinging to my body. More and more oil warming my skin. Mrs. Frausto began to rub the oil in. Slowly. Her hands and finger glided over my back, up and down, spreading the slick oil on my young body. I moaned in enjoyment.

Without even knowing, she had untied my top and began pulling my bottoms down. They were halfway down my thighs before I really noticed. I helped her by moving my legs and letting the bottoms slide off. All the while Mrs. Frausto caressed and rubbed and poured more oil on my skin. I felt a single drip move down my back, slide between my little ass cheeks and just touch my ass. It was exciting and new and I wanted it so much.

Her hands began to slide along and between my ass cheeks, her fingers making every part of me slick and coated. I felt her fingers rubbing my young lips, not knowing if the slickness was just me or the oil as well. Her thumb found my ass and rubbed little circles, causing me to move my hips off the bed just slightly. The tip of her thumb pressed into me and I sighed as it moved in effortlessly.

I could smell the oil and even how wet I was as she then pressed her full breasts to my well coated ass. I felt her hard nipples slipping and sliding and pressing between my cheeks. Her thumb pulled out of my ass, to be replaced by a hard nipple. I felt familiar waves of orgasms starting to form. My breathing got deeper and louder and I nearly yelped as I felt her tongue slide from my ass down my spread cheeks to my yearning pussy. Her tongue was warm and slick and she knew just how to press into me to make me feel so good.

"Oh Mrs. Frausto. . .yes. . " was what I struggled to say.

"You like this Alison? Tell me how much you like it." Her voice was sexy and her tongue went right back to work.

"I love it Mrs. Frausto." I panted, "Keep going I want to cum. . ."

I heard her laugh between long licks of my pussy. "Tell me Alison, does Ashley taste as good as you? Tell me how my little girl's pussy tastes."

Hearing that sent me over the edge. Her tongue flicking my pussy and ass, her hands caressing, my body excited, her desire to know how me and her daughter made love.

"She. .. . She. . .Oh fuck!!!!!!"

Wave after wave exploded on me. My body shook and shuddered and I felt I couldn't catch my breath. I wanted it to go on forever and to stop immediately at the same time. She never stopped. I felt like it was hours later when I calmed down, though it might have just been a few minutes. . .

Mrs. Frausto was kneeling on the bed, watching me as I rolled onto my back, breathing heavily. I wanted to please her so badly at that moment. I moved to her and she to me and we kissed deeply. I felt her tongue playing with mine and my hands felt and rubbed and explored her as we pressed together.

"Alison," she softly spoke, "you are wonderful and there will be lots of time for more fun, but I have a visitor coming."

I stared at her. I wanted to reciprocate.

"You know Mrs. Giles? At the end of the street?" I searched my memory. Yes, the lady at the end of the block, blonde hair, mid 20's, very pregnant.

"Umm, yes. . ."

"yes what?"

"yes Mrs. Frausto. I know her. She's gonna have a baby soon, right?"

Mrs. Frausto smiled. "Yes Alison, she is. Which is why you only get to do one thing and one thing only. But I'm not sure which one I want you to do."

"What, Mrs. Frausto?"

"Either you eat my ass like a good girl or use this," she held up a vibrator, "on yourself while I masturbate. Choices choices."

I felt a rush of excitement again. I wanted to please her as she did me. I had never licked her ass before, but if it felt as good to her as it did to me, I'd do it for her. She contemplated as my nipples became hard again.

"I've got it," she finally said, "you can fuck your ass with it as you lick my pussy. You want to lick my pussy Alison?"

"Yes, Mrs. Frausto, I really want to lick your pussy."

"And fuck your ass with the vibe."

"And fuck my ass with your vibe Mrs. Frausto."

She smiled a warm smile, pulling off her panties, leaning back and opening her legs wide. Her pussy was neatly trimmed and I could see her wetness easily. I positioned myself between her legs and took the vibrator from her. I wasn't totally sure how to do it, but Mrs Fraustso used some more oil on it.

With almost no effort the vibe pressed into me, humming away and filling my head with just a hint of pain from stretching, but with a bucketful of pleasure from the buzzing. I pressed my head forward, With relish and eagerness I licked my lovely, what to call her, Mistress? I liked that idea. I loved her making me lick her and fuck my own ass. I'd do anything for this woman without question at this point.

I licked her pussy, pressing my tongue deep into her, tasting her juices. Her clit bounced as I flicked it with my tongue. Her moans got louder and her hand on my head pressed me to her more as she got closer to cumming.

I began to lick faster and faster, pressing the vibe deep in me and moaning my licks into Mrs. Frausto's pussy.

"Yes Alison, that's it," she was close and I stepped up my pace, "lick me you little slut. Lick me. . .. drink up my cummmmmmmm."

Mrs.Frausto exploded and I lapped it up. Her juices coating my face and dampening the sheets. My own body became wracked once again with an orgasm, as the vibe did it's duty.

She rolled away, admiring how I looked. A little girl, covered in her pussy juices, ass filled with her vibrator. She smiled a wide happy smile.

As I left I saw Mrs. Giles, Andrea, drive up. "Hello Alison, how are you?"

"Great Mrs. Giles. Have a good day."

I walked down to my house, loooking back and seeing that Mrs. Giles was indeed very pregnant (7-8 months from the looks of it) and was wearing a tight, low cut, form fitting red dress.

Mrs. Frausto was going to have some fun this afternoon.