Date: Fri, 1 Aug 2014 06:28:40 -0700
From: John Prothero <emmett1120@yahoo.com>
Subject: Casey and Alyssa part 2

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Casey and Alyssa - part 2

	"So," Casey said.  "I can tell you've done this before. I mean,
have had sex with a girl."  Alyssa nodded, and then started to tell Casey
about her sexual liaisons with Kaitlin and Hanna, and how she'd been
playing with them for the last few years.  Alyssa went into detail: who was
the first girl; who came onto who first; explicit descriptions of the oral
sex between Alyssa and Kaitlin, and Alyssa and Hanna, and then the times
it'd been all three girls together; fucking each other with hot dogs and
empty beer bottles.  It all reminded Casey of her teen years and the girls
she had sex with.  She related to Alyssa her experiences, and told her how
she related to the fucking by hot dog and bottle.
       Alyssa then perked up.  "We have some hot dogs," she said, with an
impish grin.  Casey returned a mischievous smile, and Alyssa jumped off the
bed and jogged out the room.  Casey watched Alyssa's firm ass as she left
the room.  She heard the sound of the fridge opening, and then closing.
Soon Alyssa was as the door, and the light of the room bathed her in a nice
warm glow.  Casey thought she was the prettiest girl she'd ever had sex
with.  Alyssa came and sat on the edge of the bed, right next to Casey.
Holding up the hot-dogs, she gestured to Casey to take the bag and open it.
As Casey did, Alyssa quickly pulled the bag back, bringing it to her side
away from Casey.  With her other hand, Alyssa reached down for the dildo.
She picked it up, and wiggling it between her fingers, asked Casey a
pointed question.
       "Why didn't you fuck me with this?" Alyssa asked, looking at Casey's
deep brown eyes.  Casey looked down, almost feeling ashamed that she didn't
fuck Alyssa with the dildo, especially since Alyssa fucked her with it.
Casey shrugged her shoulders.
       "I guess," she began, "I didn't want to be the one who popped your
cherry."  She looked up at Alyssa, who smiled gently.
       "Uh, that already happened" she giggled.  Casey was eager to know
how and when and who, but she didn't ask.  Casey watched as Alyssa reached
into the package of hot dogs and pulled one out.  She put it on her leg as
she zipped up the baggy, which she placed on the bed.  She then laid back
down on her belly, and started to touch Casey's still damp pussy with the
wiener.  It didn't too much effort to slip the wiener into Casey's pussy,
and soon, Alyssa was fucking her with the wiener, while massaging Casey's
erect clit between her thumb and forefinger.  Then Alyssa did something
that Casey didn't even think about when she'd fuck girls with hot dogs.
Alyssa took the wiener in her teeth, and proceeded to use her mouth to fuck
Casey with the wiener.  This was too much, too new for Casey, and it wasn't
too long until the wiener was bathed in Casey's pussy juice.  Alyssa pulled
the wiener out with her teeth, took it in her hand, and then took the
cum-laced end into her mouth and took a bite.  She ate that first bite, and
took another, getting halfway down the wiener.  Casey then took the wiener
from Alyssa's hand, and pushing Alyssa gently back on the bed, inserted the
remaining half of a wiener into Alyssa's pussy.  It was tight, she could
tell.  It was obvious to Casey that only fingers and hot dogs and maybe
beer bottles had penetrated Alyssa's pussy.  But after a few seconds of
fucking Alyssa with the wiener, she became moist, and the wiener slipped in
and out easily.  Casey laid down as best she could and copied what Alyssa
did to her.  She took the half wiener in her mouth, and pushed in and out
against Alyssa's pussy.  Casey's nose would push against the 16 year old
girl's clit, which elicited groans of pleasure from Alyssa.  Soon, Casey
was in a fucking rhythm, and could smell the sweet scent of girl cum.  It
wasn't long before Alyssa reached orgasm, and covered the wiener with her
juice.  Just as Alyssa did, Casey sat up, wiener in her mouth, and started
to eat it.  The wetness of Alyssa's cum coated her lips and touched the tip
of her nose.  Alyssa not only tasted good, but she smelled good.  Soon the
wiener was gone, and Casey enjoyed the last taste of Alyssa by licking her
lips.  Alyssa reached around and took the bag, counting out the remaining
wieners.
       "Four left," she said.  Casey smiled, laid back and spread her legs
as Alyssa got out another hot dog.  They spent the next hour fucking each
other with the hot dogs, and then eating them as they became covered in
each other's juices.  It was nearly 3 AM when they fell asleep with
Alyssa's head resting on Casey's breasts.
       Casey was at a bar – a lesbian bar, full of young, pretty women
and even high school girls in tight tops and short shorts, showing off
cleavage.  They were not drag queens, or heavily made-up girls that looked
like whores.  They were all young girls, in their running shorts and sport
tops, firm, tight, pretty, hair back in pony tails or tied up on the top.
They were touching each other, drinking soda, kissing, fingering,
exploring, and the music kept getting louder and louder.  It was odd,
though, because it wasn't playing continuously.  It was on for a second,
then off, then on, then off, then it stopped.  Then another sound, a phone
in the corner of the bar started to ring, and then Casey felt a shove
against her, a push, and then her name spoken, getting a bit louder.
       "Casey.  Casey!  CASEY!"  The bar was gone, the girls were gone, the
room now full of light, and the shoving was from Alyssa pushing her awake.
Casey shuddered.  FUCK!  She probably had overslept.  She looked at the
cock on the nightstand.  Almost 9:30 AM.
       "FUCK!" she said, throwing back the sheet and getting out of bed,
completely oblivious to the young teenage lover that was still in the bed.
       "Good morning to you, too," Alyssa said, sarcastically.  She was
laying there, naked still, the sheet covering her left leg only, the rest
of her body exposed and beautiful in the morning light.
       "Sorry, `Lyss", Casey began, pulling fresh underwear out of the
dresser drawers.  "I had so much shit at work to do today."  She hurriedly
started to dress, not even thinking of taking a shower, even though she did
have the fragrance of Alyssa's pussy on her.  She stopped to look at the
pretty teenage girl in the bed, so pretty, and obviously, very willing.
       "I understand.  I think it was work or dad calling anyway."  Alyssa
reached over the bed and picked up Casey's iPhone.  "Yeah, dad called, and
then Gerry called."  Gerry was one of the other partners at the firm Casey
worked at.
       "FUCK!" Casey blurted out.  "I forgot we had a 9 AM meeting!  Fuck!
`Lyss, can you help me?"  Casey was normally a very cool and calm
individual, but this was no time to be calm.  She was not only late, but
late for a strategic meeting with the other partners.  Casey walked over to
her closet, not really noticing the pretty and naked teen girl getting out
of bed.  But as Alyssa came next to her, Casey caught a whiff of Alyssa's
pussy scent, the pussy she'd eaten and fucked multiple times just a few
hours before.  She stopped briefly to look down at the teen girl's naked
body, the firm young breasts that she'd sucked on recently, the firm ass,
the blonde hair.  She so wished she could taste Alyssa again.  Casey, for
some reason, had been fond of tasting her girl lovers after a night of sex.
There was something about the smell of dried girl cum on pussy that drove
Casey nuts, and the idea of burying her face between Alyssa's legs was
quite enticing.  But then the music started again.  It was the ringtone on
Casey's iPhone.
       "I'll pick something for you" Alyssa offered, reaching into the
closet and motioning her head towards Casey's iPhone.  Casey moved quickly
across the room and saw it was one of the partners.  She almost wanted to
let it go, but she knew better.
       "Hello?" she answered.
       "Casey?" said the voice on the other end.  It was Gerry.  "You DO
know we had a 9 o'clock meeting?"  He was not chewing her out, but his tone
was authoritative.
       "I'm sorry, Gerry.  I overslept.  I was spending..."and she paused.
What would she say? "Spending some quality time with my stepdaughter, and
we stayed up REALLY late."  Casey giggled a bit at those last few words and
looked over at the naked Alyssa, who had pulled out a nice silk top and
grey skirt combo.  Alyssa smiled sweetly.
       "I'll be there in just a bit.  Just getting ready to go."  Alyssa
walked over to Casey and laid out the clothing on the rumpled bed.
       "OK," Gerry replied.  "We were able to move the meeting to 10:30,
but you better your ass in here.  Bill's kinda' ticked."  Bill was the
senior partner, and not a very loveable person.
       "OK.  I'm on my way.  Thanks, Gerry."  Casey shut off her phone, and
took a deep breath.  "Fuck.  I can't even shower."
       "Here," Alyssa said, walking over to Casey's dresser.  She picked up
both the deodorant and the brand of perfume that Casey sometimes wore.
"You'll need this," Alyssa commented as she handed the deodorant to Casey.
"And probably this too," handing Casey the perfume.  "You kinda do smell
like" and there was a pause.  Alyssa bit her lower lip.  "like...pussy."
       "God," Casey interjected, taking the deodorant and applying it.  "I
so need to shower."  She finished, putting the cap on, handing it back to
Alyssa.  She looked again at Alyssa's firm breasts, and took the perfume.
She applied it quickly, and then handed it back to Alyssa.  "Can you get me
some shoes?" Casey asked, and watched as the naked Alyssa went back to the
closet to inspect the multiple pairs of heels that Casey had.  Casey
slipped on the silk top, and then pulled on the skirt.  She never wore
pantyhose or stockings – her legs didn't need them.  Alyssa returned
with a pair of shoes that did go well with the skirt and top, and Casey
took them, dropping them to the floor and slipping them on.  She then
turned to look in the mirror.  "My hair looks like shit!" Casey exclaimed,
so she went into the bathroom to try to see what she could do.  Alyssa
followed her in, and offered to brush it for her.
       "Thanks, `Lyss." Casey calmed down a bit and stood there as the
naked and pretty teenage girl brushed her hair, and then tied it back with
a Scrungi clip.
       "There.  You look good" Alyssa stated, stepping back to admire how
pretty her stepmother was.  Casey looked up.  For someone who'd overslept,
had not showered, had the taste of teenage pussy on her lips mingled with
hot dogs, she looked good.  But then she looked at Alyssa, reflected in the
mirror, who also looked good.  Casey took a deep breath.
       "Thanks, `Lyss." She turned, looking at Alyssa, and leaned in to
give her a kiss on the lips.
       "I'll be here when you get home" Alyssa said quietly, her eyes full
of tenderness.  Casey stood there for a brief second, and knew exactly what
Alyssa meant.
       "I'll see ya tonight" Casey replied, picking up her iPhone from the
bed and walking out the door.  It was now 10 AM, so there was no time to
stop and make a coffee in the kitchen or grab one at Starbucks.  She knew
she was in trouble.  She just had to get to work, and call Rick.  She got
into her Range Rover, started the engine, and backed out of the garage.
Casey was a good driver, so instead of backing out quickly or racing down
the street, she kept herself calm by backing out slowly, and taking the
streets as she usually drove them.  She may be late, she thought.  But she
wanted to make sure she got there alive, or without the risk of getting a
ticket.  Her drive took only 10 minutes, since traffic at 10 AM was lighter
than the usual 8:30 AM that she went in.  She called Rick during the drive,
and of course, he wondered why she hadn't answered the phone all the times
he called.  She told him a half-truth: that she and Alyssa had been up
until 3 AM, talking.  Of course, she omitted the part about how she'd eaten
out his daughter's young sweet pussy many times, or how they'd fucked each
other with wieners, or how she had sucked on Alyssa's pert young nipples.
Casey realized that even though Rick was OK with her being bisexual, the
thought of her playing with his teenage daughter would be too much, and
that she had taken a BIG risk the night before.
       She pulled into the parking structure but had to go to level 3 to
find an open parking space.  As she got out of her Range Rover, Casey
stopped for a second, placing her hands on the doorframe.  She determined
then and there that last night was it, was the only night of sexual
pleasure with Alyssa.  She'd have to stop it tonight when she got home.
She closed the car door, pressed the remote to lock and arm the alarm, and
walked to the elevator, which lead her down to the lower level.  From there
it was a walk across the plaza to the office building where her firm was.
The doorman to the lobby greeted her, and she slipped into a nearly empty
elevator.  She hoped the perfume would cover the scent of her sweat and
pussy as the doors closed.  Thankfully, they were only on the 3rd floor.
She got out quickly, and walked down the hall to the double doors of the
law firm.  She grasped the door handle, and took a deep breath.
       The cute 20-something receptionist greeted Casey warmly, as she
always did.  Casey looked at the auburn-haired beauty with the green eyes
and fair skin and wondered how big her breasts were.  STOP!  Casey shook
herself out of her fantasizing about the girl at the counter, and moved on
down the hallway to her office.  Since Casey was not a partner she only had
a small inner office, not as prestigious as one of the ones with windows.
She also shared her administrative assistant, Claire, with 3 others
attorneys.  As she walked by Claire's cubicle, she was given a somewhat
parental "Good morning" by her admin.  Casey didn't really notice – it
was already 10:15, and the postponed meeting was in 15 minutes.  Casey went
into her office, plopping her briefcase on the desk.  Claire had followed
her in.
       "You look like shit" Claire said in a lowered voice.  "You want some
coffee?"
       "Could you, please?" Casey replied, with desperation in her voice.
Claire turned and left to get Casey's coffee, and Casey checked out
Claire's nice, toned, firm legs.  Claire was nearly 40, a mom with 2 kids,
but she could pass for Casey's age.  She was a runner like Casey, and had a
firm body to...STOP IT!  Casey became frustrated.  Why was she now sexually
interested in these two women that worked with her?  It HAD to stop that
night.  The night of sex with Alyssa had turned Casey into a horny bitch,
wanting any and every pussy she could see.  Perhaps the fact that she could
still taste Alyssa's pussy juices or could smell Alyssa on her contributed
to it.  Claire returned with the coffee, and Casey thanked her profusely,
eagerly putting the powdered creamer and a bit of sugar in, stirring it,
and took a sip.  The effect was immediate: she felt awake, alert, and more
important; the taste of Alyssa's pussy was replaced by the bitterness of
the coffee.  Just then, Gerry walked in.
       "So, what the fuck happened this morning?"  Claire took this as the
indicator to leave, and she did, quietly shutting the door behind her.
Casey had already explained to Gerry what happened, but it was obvious he
was still pissed at her.  Casey calmly repeated the story, adding some more
discreet detail.  Gerry had his hands on his hips, and finally, after a
moment of silent glaring, responded.
       "Well, I am personally glad you are getting to know Alyssa better.
It's tough being a step-parent to a teenager.  But next time, set your
alarm, OK."  He took a deep breath.  "The meeting is ready to start, so
grab your shit and let's go."  He opened her office door as she grabbed her
notepad and pen, as well as her iPhone, which she silenced.  They walked
into the conference room where the other partners were waiting.  Bill, the
senior partner, gave Casey a scowl.
       "Well," Bill started.  "Now that we're ALL here," and Bill raised
his voice on the word "ALL".  "Let's get this meeting going.  It's going to
have to be short: I have to be in L.A. for a lunch meeting at noon."  A
couple of the other attorneys glanced at Casey with disparaging looks.  She
really felt like she had fucked up, and was paying for it.  The meeting
went on, covering the various cases and legal documents that were being
prepared.  Casey had to give a run-down on some of the contracts she was
working on.  Finally, just a couple of minutes past 11:00, Bill closed the
meeting.  The other attorneys filed out, but Casey stayed to make a few
notes.  Bill walked over to her.
       "Casey," he calmly started. "Gerry told me why you were late, and I
appreciate that you spent quality time with your stepdaughter.  But we have
a business here, so I expect all of my employees to have the good sense to
use an alarm if they need to."  With that, he walked out.  Casey sat there,
and just buried her head in her hands.  One night of pleasure, like she had
experienced in college, was just too much.  She couldn't risk it anymore –
the possibility of getting caught with an underage person, or Rick catching
her, or being late again.  It HAD to stop that night when she got home.
Casey pushed herself away from the table, stood up, picked up her things,
and headed back to her office, passing by a cute intern as she did.  This
girl was a pretty Vietnamese girl, with long straight black hair, a very
pretty face, nice legs, flat chested and...STOP IT!  Casey literally shook
her head.  She HAD to stop this!  She got back to her office, and sat at
her desk, again burying her face in her hands.  More coffee, she thought,
and she got up and returned to the kitchen to get another cup.  She avoided
Claire and the pretty intern, got her coffee, and went back to her office,
shutting the door, more as a way of keeping these pretty women out of her
mind that as a way to keep people out.
       It seemed like minutes had passed when there was a knock on the
office door and Claire poked her head in.
       "You wanna get some lunch?" she asked Casey.  Casey looked at her
watch – it was nearly 1 PM, and yes, she was hungry.  She said she
would, and picked up her handbag.  Lunch for Casey and Claire usually meant
going to the little kiosk in the plaza between the two buildings, where you
could get coffee, premade deli sandwiches, and sodas.  In the afternoons
they served wine and light snacks.  Casey and Claire each bought a sandwich
and a bottled water, and found a place to sit in the shade.
       "So," Claire started, "did Bill rip you a new one?"
       Casey swallowed a bite of her sandwich.  "No, not really.  Just a
`fatherly' chat telling me that we have a business here, you know, shit
like that."
       Claire took a sip of water.  "Well," she said, "you need to be
careful.  They can't fire you.  But they can prevent promotions or other
advancements if you're late like this a lot."  Casey assured Claire she
wouldn't be again.  They continued to chat, mostly about office gossip or
what needed to be done that afternoon.  Their lunch was not long, and soon
they were both back upstairs working on their specific tasks.
       The afternoon was busy, and Casey lost herself in her work.
Occasionally she'd see the pretty intern in her peripheral vision through
the glass wall of her office, but she stayed focused.  So much so that she
never noticed the intern leave, or Claire getting her stuff so she could
leave, or Bill walk by with his briefcase.  It wasn't until her iPhone rang
that she stopped.  The time on the phone was 6:42, and Alyssa was the
caller.  Casey picked it up.
       "Hey, `Lyss.  What's up?" Casey asked nonchalantly.
       "Just wondering when you're coming home" replied Alyssa.  Casey
commented that she was already done, and would bring home some Taco Bell or
something.  "Don't bother," Alyssa told her.  "I have made a nice light
dinner for us, so hurry home."  This was odd, Casey thought as Alyssa hung
up.  SHE made dinner?  She never did unless she was told to do so by Rick.
Casey could not help but think that it was due to the passionate sex they
had enjoyed the night before.  She finished up what she had, packed it in
her briefcase to work on at home that night, and left the office.
       The drive home was quick – the worst of the "rush hour" traffic
was done well before 7 PM, so the usual 20- minute drive home took only 10
minutes.  Casey pulled into the driveway and sat in her car for a moment.
What would she see when she walked in: a naked Alyssa waiting for her; or a
"normal" Alyssa, slightly indifferent and doing her own thing?  Casey would
soon find out, she figured.  She grabbed her handbag and briefcase, and
walked into the door from the garage.
	She walked into the kitchen, where she dropped her briefcase and
handbag on the counter.  She slipped out of her heels, and walked to the
`fridge, pulling out a bottle of white wine and noticed the two large
hamburger patties.  Alyssa actually made really good burgers, so Casey
figured that was what was for dinner.  She decided against the wine, and
instead, reached in for a Corona.  She opened the bottle and then went out
to the pool, where she figured Alyssa would be.  Casey was actually a bit
nervous, since she wondered if Alyssa would be dressed, or half-naked, or
fully naked.  But Alyssa wasn't at the pool.  Casey returned to the house,
and started to call for Alyssa.  She walked into the living room, but
Alyssa wasn't there.  The den was empty, too.  Casey then went down the
hallway to the bedrooms, stopping at Alyssa's open bedroom door.
	Alyssa was on her bed, ear buds in her ears.  She was laying back,
her iPad in her hands, obviously checking on something and listening to
music.  Casey spoke her name, and Alyssa looked up to see Casey standing in
the doorway with a Corona in her hand.  Alyssa pulled the ear buds out, and
put the iPad down.  She got up from the bed.  Casey saw that Alyssa was
wearing short cut off jeans, and even noticed that the top button was
unbuttoned.  Alyssa also had on a baggy racerback tank top, which really
was a cover-up for a swimsuit.  But that was all Alyssa had on, so as she
got up, Casey caught a brief glimpse of the side of Alyssa's firm right
breast.  Casey was determined to say that what had happened the night
before and into the morning was it, and that it could never happen again.
But before she could even start, Alyssa was in front of her, leaning in to
kiss Casey on the mouth, and as she did that, Alyssa placed her hands on
Casey's hips.
	"I've missed you," Alyssa said sweetly, and kissed Casey again.
"I've masturbated like three times today, thinking about last night and
everything."  She kissed Casey again, and then moved her hands down from
Casey's hips to the hem of the short skirt Casey was wearing.  Casey tried
to speak, but Alyssa's kisses were becoming stronger and more passionate.
Soon, Alyssa's hands were up in Casey's skirt, and had found the waistband
of the thong that Casey was wearing.  As Casey gave in to Alyssa's
passionate kissing, Alyssa tugged at the thong, and had it pulled down past
Casey's firm ass, and halfway down Casey's thighs.  Alyssa broke the kiss,
and bent down slightly to pull Casey's thong farther down her legs.  Once
it was past Casey's knees, it slipped to her ankles, and Alyssa continued
to kiss Casey passionately, putting her hands under Casey's skirt and
massaging Casey's firm butt cheeks.
	Alyssa then broke the kiss.  "I want to taste you again," she said,
her eyes smoldering with desire.
	"Look, `Lyss, we...we..." Casey was stammering.  "We can't do
this..."  But by now, Alyssa was on her knees in front of Casey and had put
her head up Casey's short skirt.  Casey felt Alyssa's tongue touch her
clit, and a wave of sexual energy came over Casey.  She had to reach out
with her free hand to hold onto the doorframe to keep from swooning over
and falling.  She looked down at the large bulge in her skirt, feeling
Alyssa's tongue working her clit.  Casey wished she could have showered or
even had a swim before this, because she knew she was quite fragrant down
there.  But she figured Alyssa must either not care about it, or she
actually may be enjoying it, because soon Alyssa's tongue was probing
Casey's pussy lips.  Casey shifted a bit, and spread her legs wide to
better receive Alyssa's oral attentions.  She felt Alyssa's curled tongue
go up her vagina, and Alyssa's nose pressed against her clit.  As Alyssa
continued to tongue-fuck Casey, she started to shift her hands around to
Casey's asshole, and began to probe it with her finger tips.  Casey now
squirmed as she felt one of Alyssa's fingers slip into her anus.  Casey
threw her head back in ecstasy as this teenage girl tongue-fucked her pussy
and finger-fucked her ass.  It was too much, and within a few moments of
Alyssa starting all this, Casey climaxed.  She now dropped the beer bottle
and held onto the doorframe with both hands to steady herself against the
powerful orgasm she was having.  Then, as her breathing slowed, she felt
Alyssa licking the juices that had to be leaking from her pussy.  This was
incredible, and far better than some of the sex she'd had in college with
other girls.  Alyssa pulled herself from under Casey's skirt, and stood up,
kissing Casey deeply.  Casey could taste herself, taste the fresh pussy
juice as it was transferred from Alyssa's eager mouth to Casey's.  Alyssa
broke the kiss and leaned back, a beguiling smile on her face.
	"Look, `Lyss..." Casey began again.  "We...we..." she was
stammering again.  "We have to stop.  I mean, fuck, you're my stepdaughter,
and you're only 16.  I could so get into such deep shit for this."
	Alyssa bit her lip, and looked into Casey's eyes, smiling sweetly.
"I'm not gonna tell anybody," Alyssa said quietly as she reached for
Casey's breasts.  "And I know YOU'RE not gonna tell anyone" Alyssa
continued as she gently ran her fingers along the sides of Casey's firm
breasts.
	"I...I just don't feel right about it," Casey protested as Alyssa
moved her hands under her stepmother's breasts and began to lift them up,
as if checking to see how firm they really were.
	"So, we're just super careful," Alyssa said, looking down at
Casey's breasts, and then back up to Casey's eyes.  "And we only make love
when dad's out of town, like he will be tonight."  Alyssa now was pinching
Casey's erect nipples through the bra fabric.  Casey felt the strong surge
between her legs again, and close her eyes.  Alyssa was good at this, good
at seduction.  Casey wondered how come Alyssa had never used this on a guy,
and then she began to realize that Alyssa might not be bi, but fully
lesbian.  She felt Alyssa kissing her again, and this time, she responded
by returning the kiss fully, taking a hand and placing it behind Alyssa's
neck to hold her in place as their tongues probed each other's mouths
fully.  After a long moment of passionate French kissing, Alyssa pulled
away, and taking Casey by the hands, led her to the bed.  As Alyssa reached
down to unzip her shorts, Casey reached up to the two very prominent points
sticking out of the top that Alyssa was wearing, obviously they were
Alyssa's very erect nipples.  Casey began to pinch and play with them as
Alyssa pulled her shorts down.  Even as Alyssa bent over slightly to pull
the shorts past her knees, Casey kept her fingers on Alyssa's nipples.
When Alyssa stood back up straight, she reached down and pulled the top
off, revealing her teen naked body to her older lover.  She then reached
over to Casey's skirt, reaching around back to the zipper, and pulled it
down, slipping the skirt down to Casey's ankles, where she stepped out of
it easily.  The top Casey was wearing was easy to pull off too, and soon,
it was on the floor with the skirt.  As Casey reached around behind herself
to undo her bra, Alyssa slipped her hands up under the bra cups and began
to play with her stepmother's firm breasts.  Soon, the bra was off and on
the floor near Casey's other clothes.
	"I did something for you today," Alyssa said, as she backed into
the bed.  She sat on the bed and then lay back on her elbows, spreading her
legs wide to reveal a completely shaved pussy.  Casey's mouth just opened,
not only because she felt a strong hunger to bury her mouth in that teen
pussy, but shaving oneself is not an easy task.  She did it occasionally,
but not too often.  She just kept herself trimmed.  Not only were Alyssa's
legs spread, but she now held her knees back to her shoulders, totally
opening up her young box for Casey to lick, suck and tongue-fuck.  Casey
got down to her knees, putting herself between Alyssa's spread legs.  She
bent down to smell that wonderful smell of pussy, and kissed the tip of
Alyssa's clit.  Alyssa then released her legs, which now came down and
wrapped themselves around Casey's back.  Casey moved down to Alyssa's pussy
lips, licking them gently with the tip of her tongue, which she brought up
her right hand to continue massaging Alyssa's clit.  She looked up briefly
to see Alyssa beginning to pinch her nipples.  Casey smiled, and now began
to lick Alyssa's pussy lips with more vigor.  She could taste the juices
that were beginning to leak from this teen stepdaughter's pussy, and she
licked them up eagerly.  She really began to play with Alyssa's clit,
rubbing it rapidly, which elicited a moan of sheer pleasure from the teen
girl.  Casey's tongue found the space between Alyssa's pussy lips, and she
ran her tongue along there, down to the opening of Alyssa's vagina.  Then
Casey did something she'd only done once with another girl.  She moved her
tongue down past Alyssa's pussy, and touched it against Alyssa's asshole.
Alyssa was startled by this, and her pelvis jumped a bit at the touch of
Casey's tongue to that young hole.  Casey wanted to return the favor, and
so with her left hand she began to feel into Alyssa's asshole, slipping the
tip of a finger in.  Alyssa was quite tight, so she realized that she'd
need to lube her stepdaughter up if she was going to finger her ass.
Still, as she played with her asshole, Casey continued to lick the teen
girl's pussy, and eventually, she pulled her finger out of Alyssa's asshole
and began to finger Alyssa's vagina.
	It was quite a scene, and if Rick had walked in he would have seen
his 16 year old daughter, naked, shaved pussy, laying on her bed playing
with her nipples, and his young wife's head between the girl's legs,
licking his daughter's pussy lips, fingering his daughter's vagina, and
vigorously massaging his daughter's clit.  And that was the thought racing
through Alyssa's mind as this all was happening, and it was that thought
that made her climax, issuing a nice creamy load of girl juice that coated
Casey's finger.  Casey gave a nice, low, appreciative "hmmmmmm" and then
proceeded to lick what she could off of Alyssa's pussy lips.  She took her
finger out of Alyssa's vagina, and was about to insert it into her own
mouth to taste the young girl's cum when Alyssa stopped her.
	"Let me..." Alyssa begged, and Casey obliged.  She leaned towards
the teen girl who took Casey's wrist and inserted Casey's cum-laced finger
into her mouth.  Licking off her own cum she too let out a nice low
"hmmmmmmm" before releasing her grip on Casey's wrist.  Casey then crawled
up onto the bed, moving herself over her stepdaughter, and lying on top of
her.  She bent down and kissed Alyssa's willing mouth, letting Alyssa taste
her own pussy juice.  They kissed for a few moments, their tongues
willingly exchanging cum-laced saliva.  Casey grinded her thigh into
Alyssa's still damp pussy, which fed the passion of their kiss further.
She then broke their kiss and moved down, kissing Alyssa's cheek, then her
neck, and down until her tongue flicked the erect nipple of Alyssa's right
breast.  Alyssa let out a soft moan and began to run her fingers through
Casey's hair.  Casey then moved back up and kissed Alyssa sweetly on the
lips.  Alyssa giggled as they kissed.
	"I'm hungry," Alyssa said shyly through the giggle.
	"So am I," Casey said, nodding enthusiastically.  She pushed
herself up off of Alyssa and the bed, and, looking down at the pretty and
naked teenage girl, reached out both hands to pull her new lover up.  As
she did, they embraced, and kissed again.  Alyssa began to leave the room,
and Casey stopped her, suggesting that if she was going to grill the
burgers she should put something on.  Alyssa gave Casey a look that was
typical teenage "ah, c'mon", because she had no intention of wearing
anything the rest of the night.  Casey reminded her of the neighbors and
that it was still very light outside, and that convinced Alyssa reluctantly
to pick up the baggy racerback tank-top cover up and the cut off jean
shorts.  She slipped them on as Casey picked up her own clothes and went
into her bedroom to get dressed.  She actually wanted to take a swim before
dinner, since she had not showered, and on this warm day, a swim would be
good.  Casey found her favorite bikini, slipped it on, and headed out to
the pool.  Alyssa had fired up the grill, and stood there with the spatula,
waiting for the temperature on the grill to rise.  She saw Casey just as
she dove into the pool on the deep end.
	"Ah!  Not fair!" Alyssa protested.  She walked to the edge of the
pool, watching Casey swim a lap to the far end, and then return.  Casey
stopped, and treading water, held onto the edge with her hand.  Alyssa
repeated the not fair statement, and squatted down to look at her
stepmother in the water.
	"Not fair, Casey," Alyssa pouted.  Casey smiled and looked at the
teen girl, seeing her right breast freely through the wide opening in the
oversized racerback tank top.
	"I'm sure you swam a lot today.  Plus," and Casey came close to the
edge.  "I was thinking that after it gets dark we could both come in, you
know...skinny dip."  Casey smiled slyly at her stepdaughter, who smiled
right back and seductively licked her upper lip with her tongue.  Casey
pushed herself from the edge of the pool and swam on her back for a bit,
just floating.  Alyssa went to the grill and tossed the burgers patties on
there.  Casey swam to the shallow end of the pool and got out, walking to
the chaise lounge where a towel was sitting.  She picked it up and started
to dry her face when she smelled a fragrance.  She knew it well, now.  It
was Alyssa's pussy juice.  Casey knew that this towel had not been on the
lounge when they had left the pool last night.  She looked over at Alyssa,
who was busy with the burger patties.  Alyssa must have gotten off during
the day here on the chaise.  She put the towel to her nose and took a deep
whiff of that nice teen girl pussy smell.  She took the towel over to
Alyssa, and, stepping behind her, placed the scented towel on Alyssa's
face. Alyssa reacted by drawing back.
	"What the fuck?" she asked.
	"Just take a smell of this," Casey said suggestively.  Alyssa
tentatively placed her nose in the spot, and smiled sheepishly.
	"Um, me?" Alyssa asked.  Casey nodded and brought the towel back to
her face to breathe in the scent of teen pussy juice.
	"So, you obviously had a little fun while I was gone," Casey
stated, smiling so Alyssa knew it was alright.  Alyssa nodded.
	"Yeah...," she paused, looked around as if they were among a bunch
of nosy people.  "I did swim naked earlier and got off while sunning
myself."
       "Nice," Casey said, giving Alyssa a seductive smile.  Casey tossed
the towel over the chair near her, and stepped close to Alyssa, slipping
her hand up Alyssa's baggy top to cup her breast, while the other hand
slipped into the waistband of Alyssa's short-shorts.  She leaned in and
kissed Alyssa on the cheek.  Alyssa seemed to melt at Casey's touch,
particularly as Casey found and pinched her nipple.  Breathlessly, Alyssa
said the burgers were done, and turned to get them off the grill.  Casey
pulled her hands out of Alyssa's top and shorts, and picked up the plate
for Alyssa to put the hamburger patties on.  She then turned the grill off,
and they both went into the kitchen to put on their preferred toppings and
condiments.  Casey pulled a nice pasta salad out of the `fridge and the
both dipped a spoonful on their plates.  Casey then took her plate and her
beer and returned to the table outside on the patio, with Alyssa following
with her plate and a bottled water.
	They sat at the table and ate their burgers and salad.  Alyssa
initiated some small talk, asking Casey how her day hand gone, and if she'd
gotten into trouble by being late.  Casey told her what happened, and that
she told everyone that she and Alyssa had had some quality time.  Alyssa
responded that it WAS quality time, and then said it was the best she ever
had.
	"Alyssa," Casey asked her.  "Are you still a...virgin?"  Casey knew
that as far as girls were concerned, Alyssa wasn't.  But she was curious as
to whether Alyssa had been fucked by a guy yet.  Alyssa responded by just
shaking her head.  She finished chewing the big bite of burger she had, and
then replied.
	"Yesh..." she said, with burgers still in her mouth.  She
swallowed.  "You know I don't date much – dad won't let me yet, even
though I AM 16."  She took a sip of water.  "I'm beginning to think,
though..." and she trailed off, and looked over at the door to the kitchen,
as if to make sure that no one was there.  She leaned close in to the
table, looking straight at her stepmother.  "I am bi."  It was spoken
honestly, and with confidence that Casey would not share it with anyone.
Alyssa continued, speaking quietly under her breath and leaning in over the
table.  Casey leaned in as well.
	"I told you how I'm...involved...with Kaitlin and Hanna.  I've
been...playing...with them since I was 12.  I know THEY like guys, and they
tell me who they like and stuff, and even tell me...that they want to get
fucked by those guys."  Alyssa looked off again, and took a deep breath.
"I mean, I LIKE guys, it's just that right now, I have no interest...to
get...fucked." and she shrugged her shoulders, eagerly taking another big
bite of her burger.
       Casey leaned back in her chair, realizing that Alyssa was going
through the same stuff that she had when she was a teenager.  "It's so
funny, `Lyss" she started.  "But we're like so alike."  Casey leaned
forward towards Alyssa, who was finishing up her pasta salad.  "We both
started playing with our friends when we were young, and kept doing it.  I
kept it up through college, my 20's, and only stopped when your dad and I
stated dating."  Casey skewered some pasta salad with her fork, and placed
it into her mouth.
       "And then you started up again with me," Alyssa commented, and Casey
nodded her head as she swallowed the pasta.
       "Well, I hadn't planned on that happening when I married your dad.
And, `Lyss," Casey became serious.  "This HAS to be the last night.  I
can't risk your dad catching us, or finding out about us or anything.  I
really had planned to stop it when I got home, but, well..."  Casey trailed
off.  "I just couldn't resist."  She smiled gently at her teenage
stepdaughter.  She finished off her burger in one big bite, covering her
mouth with her hand in realization she'd stuffed her mouth.  Alyssa saw it
and for some reason, started to giggle, which made Casey giggle.  In a
couple of moments they were done.  They got up from the table almost
simultaneously, and carried their plates and other dinner things into the
kitchen.  Casey volunteered to do the dishes, since Alyssa made dinner.
Alyssa stood behind her, leaning against the center island, and staring at
her stepmother's firm ass.
       "We should go for a run!" Alyssa said quickly, just having had the
idea.  She wanted to see Casey in the tight running shorts and the tight
top, knowing that Casey's tits bounced nicely in the top.  Casey turned
around, and looked at her strangely.
       "Just after eating?  Besides, I thought you might want to go for a
swim later."  Casey finished drying off her hands and tossed the hand towel
on the counter.  She stepped towards her pretty stepdaughter, who stood
there, her butt pressed against the center island and her hands resting on
each side of her on the counter edge.  Casey was feeling something which
she hadn't felt since college: the pure desire for a young girl.  When
Casey was in her 20's, her girl-on-girl encounters were with women her age.
But college had been different.  There was a young, unbridled passion when
she was making love to a college girl.  There was an inhibition that those
girls had, which Casey had missed with some of the lovers she had in her
20's.  In college, there was more oral pleasure, more manual pleasure,
whereas with the women she was with during her 20's, there were toys, and
it was about sex, not passion.  She missed the college girl experience, and
realized that was why she was continuing with Alyssa.  It reminded her of
her college lovers.  She had only 3 in college.  In her freshman year,
Casey was friended by a senior, and that girl had given Casey more oral
pleasure than she'd received from the girls she'd played with as a teen.
That relationship ended at the end of the school year.  During Casey's
sophomore year, she actually had a steady guy, and he would encourage her
to pick up on girls (he didn't know she was bi) and then they'd have a
threesome.  That too ended at the end of the school year.  During Casey's
junior year she picked up a freshman girl, but they didn't play often, and
the girl dropped out at winter break.  Finally, during Casey's senior year,
she and another freshman girl hooked up, and both girls had roommates that
would go home for the weekends.  That allowed Casey and her lover to
experience quite a bit of passionate girl-on-girl sex in their dorm rooms,
and for Casey, up until Alyssa, that had been the best girl-on-girl sex
she'd ever had.
       Casey now stood in front of Alyssa, and she could see that Alyssa
was trembling slightly.  Casey moved in close, her right thigh touching
Alyssa's left thigh.  She reached out with her right hand, taking Alyssa's
left hand in hers.  She could feel Alyssa trembling now, and as she moved
in close, she could tell Alyssa's breathing was shallow and rapid.  She
felt Alyssa twitch slightly as she took her left hand in her right hand,
and lifted it to her face, kissing the back of Alyssa's hand as a gentleman
might do with a lady.  But Casey didn't stop there.  She moved to the
inside of Alyssa's wrist and kissed her there.  Then she brought Alyssa's
forearm to her mouth, kissing her there as well.  Alyssa's breathing was
now deeper as Casey kissed her teen stepdaughter's elbow.  Now Casey leaned
in and moved her mouth down to Alyssa's triceps, kissing here there as
well.  These kisses were all soft, moist kisses – very gentle.  And it
only increased Alyssa's trembling.  Now Casey moved her mouth to Alyssa's
armpit, kissing here there.  From there, she moved her head down into the
opening of the racerback tank top and kissed Alyssa on the side of her left
breast.  Alyssa let out a soft moan, and with her right hand, pulled the
loose-fitting top aside to expose her firm, young left breast.  Casey did
not hesitate.  She placed her lips on her stepdaughter's left nipple,
kissing just the tip of it, which made Alyssa shudder.  Alyssa placed her
hand on the back of her stepmother's head as the kiss turned into a gentle
suck, and soon, Alyssa's left nipple was being taken into Casey's eager
mouth.  Casey now moved her left hand up into the baggy racerback tank top,
and placed it right onto Alyssa's right breast, squeezing it and pinching
the nipple.  She felt Alyssa gently grasp the back of her head and move it
away from her tit, and as she moved away, Alyssa reached down and quickly
pulled the baggy racerback tank top over her head, dropping it to floor,
and completely exposing her young, firm, teen breasts.  As Casey bent back
down to continue her suckling on Alyssa's left nipple, Alyssa reached
around behind her stepmother, undoing the clasp that held Casey's bikini
top in place.  Casey stood up straight, and pulled the bikini top over her
head, dropping it to the floor next to Alyssa's racerback tank top.  Casey
dropped her arms to her side and leaned in to kiss Alyssa, who eagerly
accepted the warmth of Casey's soft lips.