Date: Mon, 02 Oct 2000 11:25:48 PDT
From: pp cummings <ppcummings@hotmail.com>
Subject: Submitted Story -Little Lisa

LITTLE LISA
By ppcummings

This is a work of erotic fiction, and is not intended for viewing by anyone
under the age of 18. All characters and events portrayed in this story are
fictional, and any resemblance to actual persons or events is coincidental.

Little Lisa is a four-part story about the beginning of a sexual
relationship between a girl in her early teens and her older girlfriend.
Later in the story, the girl's parents become involved in an unexpected
way...

Part one: (Ffg, 1st)
Part two: (FfM, Ff, inc)
Part three:  (FFM, bd, anal, ws)
Part four:  (FFMf, inc, ws)


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 my old beater
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 extra-curricular activities they
have in junior high, 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, she 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, drew away with a jerk, 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."

"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.



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





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





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