Date: Mon, 23 Dec 2002 19:52:23 EST
From: Louisamay1111@aol.com
Subject: Loli ch12

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    Nessa lay spent. I drew my purple people-eater out,
slowly, greasily, and knelt back.
    Loli knelt by her friend, her knees splayed out, like
the little girl she was, underneath her. She shook her head,
open-mouthed. "Ness, man. . .that was awesome!" she breathed.
She touched her small palm to Nessa's sweaty bangs. "You are
like. . .I can't believe it. You're like. . .a LADY, and
everything!"
    Nessa smiled weakly. She looked up at me. "I love you,
Mommy," she murmured. Her legs lay open. Her little shiny-wet
pussylips were rose-red; the inner labes poked out from between
them like a small, narrow, pink nose. The little cavern below
was a deep crimson. Oh, such a luscious assortment of budding
beauty!
    I smiled down at her. "I love you too, sweetheart," and
leaned down to kiss her softly. She wrapped her arms around my
neck and kissed me back, then turned again to Loli.
    Loli just kept shaking her head. "You the MAN."
    And Nessa shook HER head. "No. . .Mommy's the Man. I'm
just her Wife." And she blushed proudly and smiled, her little
dimples sparkling.
    Loli's brows rose, and she looked at me.
    I nodded. "Yes, Vanessa is now. . .my wife." And I
kissed the damp forehead.
    "You guys got Married??" We nodded. "How? When? What'd
ya do? How'd you--"
    I laid a finger to her lips. She kissed it quickly, and
grabbed my hand, leaning her cheek into my palm. In a small
voice, she said, "I just. . .don't wanna be left out. . ."
    "Ohh, Loli. . ." and I picked her up and hugged her to
my breast. I felt her little arms go around my neck, and her
lips patter kisses up and down my neck and shoulder. She turned
to speak down to Nessa by my shoulder. "You are so lucky. . ."
she turned, kissed my ear. Shiver! "Your Mommy is so, so cool.
. ." She kissed my hair. "I mean, your Husband!" And she
giggled, and turned to Nessa again. "So, what are you -- Mrs.
Mrs.?"
    And I felt Nessa's warm, naked body close against
Loli's back, sandwiching the brown nymph between us. Her arms
went around Loli's waist, and her elegant little chin rested on
Loli's neck. "I guess. . ." She kissed Loli's neck.
    "Ooh, that tickles." Loli giggled again. "'Mrs. Mrs.
Vanessa Johnson Johnson?" And Vanessa kissed her ear. "OooWoah,
that Really tickles! Waah!!" And she wriggled, and lost her
grasp on my waist, and they both fell back, laughing, onto the
bed, Loli on top of Nessa. Two naked slits stacked vertically;
a little fleshy figure-eight.
    "FREEZE!" I intoned, and both did so, comically, their
legs all up and akimbo.
I smiled. "You can put your legs down, just keep your knees
up." So they did, Loli's on the inside. "Nessa, you okay like
that?"
    "Uh-huh. . .she's a little shrimp."
    "Heeyy. . .watch who you're callin' shrimp.
Skinnybutt."
    "HEY. . ." and they began a tickling battle.
    "Hold up, hold up." They stopped. "Don't want to lose
this position here," I murmured, and leaned in to lay between
their thin legs, peering lovingly at the pretty pussy
plurality. (puh-leeze!)
    Loli gazed attentively down at me. Nessa's head poked
out from the side. "Whatcha gonna do, Mrs. Johnson?" I looked
up at her, tilted my head. "I mean, Mommy?" She turned to
Nessa. "She said I could call her Mommy." And she stuck her
tongue out.
    "So, I call her that all the time," Nessa stuck her own
tongue out right back.
    "I," as I moved closer to the pair, "am going to kiss
and kiss BOTH my little girls' pretty pussies. Okay?"
    Loli grinned. "Oh-KAY!" She widened her stance, opening
her little puss further.
    "Sounds good to me!" And Nessa giggled.
    "That's okay, Vanessa?"
    "SURE, it's okay! Whattya think?!"
    "Good. But I want you to ask me."
    "To. . .?"
    I nodded. "What you want me to do."
    Nessa sighed. "Ummm. . .okay. . .--"
    "Ask nicely," whispered Loli.
    "DuhH!. . .Ummm. . .Mommy?"
    "Yes, sweetie?"
    "Umm. . .will you . . .kiss my pussy please?" And she
blushed HUGEly, and buried her face in Loli's back.
    Loli giggled, then whispered fiercely. "Ask for me
too!"
    Nessa whispered back just as fiercely: "YOU ask for
you!"
    And Loli turned back to look, uncustomarily shyly, at
me. "Mrs. . .Mommy?"
    "Yes, Loli, honey?" Their musky, pee-hinted smell was
driving me crazy.
    "Could you please. . .kiss my pussy? Please? Mommy?"
    I smiled. "Yes, Loli. Yes, Vanessa. I will kiss your
pussies. Open wide, now." And they both spread their legs apart
further. Loli had, by now, draped her own legs over Vanessa's.
    I breathed on their two beautiful slits, and marvelled
at my dreamlike fortune. Sex. This, this, was IT. I felt my
mouth salivate at the thought of lipping, tonguing, and tasting
these two 10-year-old vaginas before me. I drank in their
differences: Vanessa's neat, trimly (red)lined lips, whose
inner lip peeked out demurely, and Loli's exuberantly floppy
inner lips, almost oozing from out her tan, frilly outer labes;
her pubic mound above puffed itself out proudly, like a bird in
full plumage, while Nessa's mound was barely visible -- the
line from belly to slit was pure, and white. The slit appeared
suddenly, as from a razor cut in snow. And both girls' adorable
little assholes, well. . .I'll get to them. But first, I had
some tasting to do.
    My two dear birds were breathing in flutters, like
anxious chicks. I took a breath, and breeeathed onto them both,
up, down, my warm breath steaming into their open wounds. Loli
breathed, "wooow. . ."
    And first, I moved my Loli back a bit, to get the
terraced effect; so I could go from one to the other in one
soft swoop, and back. And then I started: tongue, a touch, on
Loli's soft, soft droopy lips that waited, hanging, for my
kiss. And then a touch, on Nessa's little nose that peeked;
like butter, only better, and another, and another. . .
    And then up to Loli's slit, and they both were sighing;
now I opened my mouth and mouthed her whole sex, and slid my
tongue from down below to up and in, feeling her soft,
petal-flop lips open, tasting, OH, tasting her excitement, and
hearing it, too -- "ohhHHHh, MAN! OHhhh, Mmmommy, mmmmMMMMMmmm.
. .!!" I licked and swallowed the soft, whitish fluid that was
now oozing from her opening, and brought my hand to work below
her, slithering along Vanessa's slit, keeping her warm and wet
and moving, circling her slim hips under Loli. Her arms had
come round to circle her friend, and now her hands cupped
Loli's little walnut breasts, and fingers pinched her long,
large, dark nipples. Loli moaned, ran her hand through my hair.
    I slid below, down down, to Nessa's slit, and thrust my
tongue inside, and tasted blood, metallic, and dear Nessa's
sweet, saltysweet come. For she was coming, too, almost as if
she'd never really stopped; she was readier than Loli, she'd
come before, and now she let herself go into abandon again, as
I softly tickled her clit above with my tonguetip, and squeezed
her little lipnose between my fingers. The taste! To go from
one small love to the other, to taste my Loli, then my Nessa,
then their blend, into a taste of my allover deep, deep love
for girls! My girls! A small part of my mind wondered what on
earth I'd done in former lives to deserve such grace. Mother
Theresa, perhaps? At least.
    Vanessa was weeping with pleasure. She moaned, and
cried, and grabbed at Loli, and the bedclothes, and my hair,
and face; I was so happy to bring her to this pleasure; to
softly kiss her into a frenzy after such a thrusting
initiation. Oh my darling, darling daughter. . .
    And as she quieted, I concentrated now on Loli, and
slid her little body off  Vanessa's. I cupped her little bottom
cheeks and lifted her hips up, her legs flailing outward. I
licked from her cute little brown starfish anus along the thin
dark line of tissue that ran to her pussy hole, and licked on
up, and up to tease the tiny nub of pinkshine in its oily
pocket. Her clit was hard, and swollen, and she let me know I'd
gotten there with a "WoahhHHH!! OH! OH! OHGosH, huhhUHHUHH,
mmMMMOHHH!!!!" And Nessa rolled over and kissed her friend, and
Loli kissed her back, wildly, passionately, moaning into
Nessa's mouth, and crying now herself, and laughing too, and
making quite a lot of noise, the dear. And I kept at my terrier
ways, and sank a wet, wet finger in a tiny bit into her
asshole, and she wriggled like a minnow on a hook. She finally
locked her legs around my head and shook, silently, grunting,
arching. . .and, spent, she lay back down, her legs around my
shoulders, lax, and Nessa kissed and kissed her. I came up
then, and lay between them both. They cuddled, kissing me, each
other. . .anything that moved. And then we slept.