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Candy & Lace
Chapter 6
by The Razor’s Edge
Jessica
didn’t call. What had we done wrong? Was Jess scared? Too shy? It didn’t seem that way the night she was at
our house. We felt like jilted bygone teenagers. “Why doesn’t he call, Mom?” We needed Candy’s help.
“Haven’t seen Jessica for awhile. Has she been
in school?” Lace asked our little pre-teen a few days later at dinner.
“Yeah,
she’s been there,” Candy replied. “Why?”
A little smirk came over her face, knowingly.
“Well, to
be honest, we had fun with her the other night and she hasn’t called back.”
Candy
giggled. “Mom, you’re bad!”
“I know. I
can’t help it,” Lace chuckled. “Jess is
a sweetheart.”
“Yeah, I
know but I think she’s changed a little, Mom.” Candy continued.
“Oh? How?
What do you mean changed?”
“Well, in
the past couple of days she’s been wearing sexier clothes and she’s got a
little swagger in her walk now. Maybe
what you guys did the other night made a difference.”
“I hope so
‘cause it was fun.
But she hasn’t called us back,” Lace lamented. “I wonder why. I thought she had a good time.”
Again Candy
giggled. “I can find out for you, but
it’ll cost,” she teased.
“Yeah? What’ll it cost?”
Candy
thought a second. “Well, if you buy me a
really sexy outfit and some make-up and teach me to put it on,” she giggled, “then
just maybe I’ll get her over here.”
“Yeah? What kinda sexy
outfit, kitten?” Lace was up to the
challenge. She loved sparing with our
little girl.
“I wanna a new spaghetti strap top and a new pair of really
tight short-shorts. The kind that you
can almost see through,” Candy challenged.
We both
laughed. “Now who’s bad?” Lace replied. “You just wanna
show everybody your little tits and pussy, don’t you?”
“Oh yeah,”
Candy agreed. “I love it when people
look at me and wanna play with me. I love driving them crazy.” Again she giggled.
“Well,
sometimes you just drive me crazy too,” Lace chuckled. “I think you’d look good in really tight
short-shorts; the kind that would form right around your little slit.”
“Mmmm, you like my little slit, don’t you mommy?” Candy
cooed, deliberately tantalizing Lace.
“Oh, yeah,”
Lace bantered. “It’s sooo
fucking sweet, baby. It smells and
tastes so erotic. But back to Jess, kitten.
I just gotta have her. But you gotta know
too that it’s just not me that wants to play with Jess” Lace turned to me. “Your daddy wants her too. He wants her to be his first … his first little
girl. He dreams about laying her out and
slowly playing with her and then teaching her about the beauty of sex.”
“Why can’t
I be his first? I wanna
try too. I wanna
see what it feels like, Mom. I wanna see what it feels like to have his hard cock inside
me. I wanna
fuck daddy too,” Candy pouted.
“I know you
do, baby, but you know you’re too small yet.
Daddy would hurt you if we tried and he for sure doesn’t want to do
that. Jess is older. She has longer legs. She’s just developing faster, that’s
all. Be patient, baby. Your turn will come to enjoy your daddy.”
The next
night at dinner, Candy told us what happened at school that day.
“I was down
by the office and ran into Jess. She was
sitting on the bench in front of vice principal Dirks’ office. She looked kind of sad so I sat down beside
her. I asked her why she was sitting there. Jessica said her mom was in with the vice principal
but she didn’t know why. She couldn’t
figure it out. She said she was in English
Literature class and all of sudden the teacher told her to go to the office. Then her mom was called down to the school.
“I had a
pretty good idea why she was sent up to the principal, tho,”
Candy continued. “She was wearing a
little flared mini-skirt, no longer than a cheerleader’s uniform, and a really tight
tee. Those are pretty sexy clothes for Jess.
And she hardly ever wears a bra. I
could see her nipples pretty clearly through the tee. And her tits are getting so big that they jiggle
a bit when she walks.
“I started
joking around with her. I told her she
was dressed really sexy. She kinda blushed but I know she liked it when I told her. Then I kidded around with her and asked her
if she was wearing panties under the skirt.
I was only playing around but Jess got bent all out of shape. She told me sure she was wearing
panties. She said she would never come
to school without panties. I thought it
was funny. Jess didn’t think so. I told her that the teacher probably sent her
up because her skirt was so short.
“Just then Jess’s
mom came out of the vice principal’s office.
She really didn’t look angry, just put out. I was gonna take
off so Mrs. Malcolm could talk to Jessica alone but she told me not to bother. She
told me It was okay if I stayed. Then she told Jessica that she was sent up to
the office because her skirt was too short. I knew it! She told Jess that the teacher, Mrs. Peterson,
said that every once in a while Jess would reach under her skirt and rub her private
parts through her panties. Jess just
about cried. She told her mom no way
that ever happened. Then her mom told her
that she believed her and that it was no big deal. I thought that was cool that her mom believed
her. Then her mom said she should just
to wear pants when she had Peterson’s classes.
Then she kind of looked Jess over and smiled. Just by the way she looked
at Jess I thought her mom approved of the way she was dressed. She told Jess to wear a bra to school too. We both looked at Jess’s tits. For some
reason her nipples were getting harder, poking right through the tee. Mrs. Malcolm looked directly at Jess’s tits
and smiled again. I really thought she
was going to reach out and touch one, but she didn’t. Wouldn’t that be cool if she did?
“So then Mrs.
Malcolm told us that she had to get back to work and that she had to work late
again. I told her Jess could come to our
house tonight if she wanted. Mrs.
Malcolm simply said thanks and took off.
“After she
left I asked Jessica if she really was playing with herself in front of Peterson. She said she really didn’t know. She said sometimes it felt funny between her
legs and she liked to rub there. I told
her that it happens to me too but that I sure didn’t do it in class, especially
sitting in the front row. Then I told
her if she wanted to play with her pussy she should do it at home in front of her
mirror. She giggled and told me I was
bad!
“I … I
wanted to reach over and touch her tits too ‘cause by now her nips were really
hard. But I had to take off for my next
class so I said bye. Neat story, eh? So, anyway, Jess is coming over tonight. You want me to call her just to make sure?”
Lace turned
to me. “Whoa, what a
story! Do you believe it? Maybe … just maybe Shawna
…” her voice trailed off. Then … “what
do you wanna do Jim?
Maybe I should call Shawna too make sure Jess
is coming over but then maybe we should just wait and see if Jess shows up on
her own.”
“Nah, let’s
just wait,” I told Lace. “We don’t wanna seem to anxious, do we. Let’s play it cool.”
Lace and
Candy started washing the dishes. Candy
turned to me. She smiled. “Daddy, maybe your dream will come true
tonight,” she giggled, teasing me.
“Maybe little Jessica will let you fuck her tonight.”
I wasn’t
surprised at our little girl now. After
the past several days nothing seemed to be sacred in this house. I looked at Lace. She smiled.
Everything seemed to be cool.
Maybe we should just get this out in the open and be done with it. I looked at Candy. She was so tiny, but yet so cute and soooo sexy. I
couldn’t help myself.
“Yeah, maybe. But you know baby, actually it’s
you I’d like to fuck,” I admitted to Candy.
“The other night when Diane was here was so cool. I just love your little body. Your little flat tits just turn me on so bad. I can’t help it.”
Candy
turned around from the sink and beamed at me.
“Oh daddy, thanks! But I know you can’t do it to me yet, daddy,
‘cause I’m too small.
When I get a little bigger you can.
You know I want you to be the first.
I love you as a daddy but the other night was way fun too. I had a real good time. I promise.
You’ll be the first to … to fuck me, daddy. I can hardly wait. But maybe tonight it’ll be Jess. She’s way bigger than me, daddy. Nice pointy tits. I’ll bet you could do it to her. I’ll bet you’d really like to ... fuck her. After all she’s only 12. Just the kind of little girl you like. Would you like that, daddy? Mom and I could watch. That would be fun. Jess’s first sex; and from
my daddy too. That would be way
too cool.”
Yeah, I
thought, way too cool!
The phone
was ringing. I answered.
“Hi, Jim,
it’s Shawna Malcolm. How are ya? Whatcha ya doin?”
“Hey, Shawna. Great, thanks. We just finished the dinner dishes and are sitting
around doin’ nothing in particular.” Except talking about me fucking your little
daughter, I said to myself. “What’s up?”
“Oh, I’m
still at work. I ran into Candy today at
school today. She said Jess could come
over tonight and I just wanted to make sure it was okay.” Oh, yeah, it’s okay,
I said to myself. Nothing would make us
happier.
“Sure it’s
okay. Jess is welcome anytime,” I replied.
“Candy told us about the problem at school. Some teachers, eh? Peterson and Dirks sound like real old biddies.”
“Yeah. What a fucking waste of time,” she replied. Man I liked this woman, I thought. Salty language. I was a little taken aback but I liked it. “As if a teacher never saw
a girl in a mini-skirt before.
The trouble is Jess’s legs are so long.
Her skirts look too short. I
can’t buy them long enough.” Yeah, I
could talk to you about Jess’s little skirts all night, I thought. “But really, I don’t have time to run down to
the school every time a teacher looks up Jess’s minis.” This conversation turned too cool! We didn’t know the Malcolms
all that well. Shawna was about 35 with an
average build. She was about 5’5” and
about 37C tits I’d guess. I’d never seen
her legs. Her blonde hair was right out
of the bottle. It would be interesting
to see what her real hair color was.
Maybe I’d get the chance sometime, I thought. We had never met Paul, her husband. He seemed to be out of town a lot. I didn’t even know what he did for a
living. Okay, I thought, let’s give it a
whirl and see what Shawna is really made of.
“Yeah. I know,” I replied. “It’s not as if she wasn’t wearing any fucking
panties or anything. I mean those
teachers probably get flashed all the time by young girls. And I don’t believe Jess was intentionally playing
with herself in front of the teacher either like Peterson said. I think Peterson has an overactive
imagination. If you want to know what I
think, probably Peterson wanted Jess to play with herself so she just made it
up.” I laughed. What did she think of my language? Shocked?
Shawna didn’t miss a beat.
“Yeah,
you’re probably right, Jim,” she giggled.
“She looks like she may be into girls, probably little girls. Maybe I
should send Jess to school sometime without any panties and let Jess really
give the old bat a fucking show,” she giggled.
Oh, I liked this woman now. She
was going to be fun. “Anyway, Jim, I gotta go. I think
I’d like to pick up Jess at about
“
Shawna’s
voice dropped. “Thanks, Jim. Nice talking to you, sexy. Say Hi to Lace for me. Bye.
I’ll see you guys later.”
Unreal. She called me ‘sexy’. She was the sexy one, I thought. I wondered if this had real
possibilities. But, shit. Shawna was going to be earlier than we
expected. Not much time to fool around
with Jessica. I was really encouraged
though. My comments to Shawna about
Jessica playing with herself didn’t seem to put her off her at all. This woman was very, very interesting.
Jessica was
at our door in about 10 minutes after the call.
God she was a beautiful creature.
I really loved her legs. So long
and well shaped for a 12 year-old.
Tonight she had her hair down and she was wearing a tee with straps. It came down just above her navel. No bra either. Her little tits jiggled really nice. If she bent over I’m sure anyone could see them
down the front of her top. Her
mini-skirt was just long enough to cover her crotch. I was getting an instant hard-on just looking
at her. She was sure dressed for the
occasion, I thought.
We were all
sitting at our kitchen table. “Your mom
says she’s going to be early”, Lace told Jessica, disappointed. “She’ll be here about
Candy
turned to Jessica. “I know. Let’s play spin the bottle. Do you want too, Jess? It’ll be fun.” Such little girl
enthusiasm. It was infectious.
“Well … okay,”
Jessica replied smiling, but not quite sure.
“Who’s going to play?”
“All of us! We’ll play until your Mom comes. Okay? I’ll get a bottle.” Candy scampered off.
Jessica was
a little concerned. “Mrs. Peters, the
only way I know how to play is that you have to kiss the person the bottle
lands on. Is that what we’re going to
do?”
“I guess
so,” Lace replied, not committing. “It’s
Candy’s game so we’ll let her make up the rules, okay? See what she comes up with.” We went to the living room. Candy came back with a bottle and a piece of
hard plastic so the bottle would spin faster.
“So,” Lace
asked Candy, “what are the rules?”
Candy
thought a minute. “Okay … what happens
is that if the bottle lands on a person then the spinner gets
to tell that person to do two things and they have to do both. Then it’s their turn to spin after they do the
two things. Okay?” No one seemed to object. We all sat on the floor around the
plastic. Jess’s skirt was so short I
could almost see her panties. “It’s my
game so I get to spin first, okay?” If
nothing else, Candy was enthusiastic, that was for sure. Candy spun the
bottle. It landed on me. Candy thought a second.
“Mmm, okay daddy, you have to kiss mommy.” She thought again. “And the second thing is that while you’re
kissing her you … you have to feel one of her titties,”
Candy giggled. I looked at Lace and Jessica
and no one said a thing. So I went over
to Lace and gave her a French kiss. As I
kissed her I began to caress one of her tits through the tee she was
wearing. No bra again. After the kiss ended, Lace giggled. I glanced at Jess and Candy. They were both giggling too.
“That was
nice,” Lace whispered to me. I’m sure
the girls heard her. Now it was my turn
to spin. I spun and it landed on Lace.
“Okay,
Lace,” I said, “I want you to kiss Jess.
Then you have to suck on one of her toes,” I laughed. Jessica and Candy’s eyes rolled. That ‘whatever!’ look. Lace went over to Jessica and gave her a
kiss. Jessica closed her eyes. She seemed to enjoy it. Then Lace raised one of Jessica’s legs. Jessica and Candy laughed. Lace looked at Jessica’s big toe, brought it
to her mouth and sucked on it. As Jessica’s
leg rose the hem of her little mini went further up, over her thighs,
completing exposing her little shear panties. I thought I could see her little
slit. What a beautiful sight. She didn’t seem to mind at all. Jessica was giggling as Lace sucked on her
toe.
“That
tickles,” Jessica laughed. Lace dropped
her leg. She didn’t adjust her
skirt. That’s it baby, I said to
myself. Let me keep looking at those
nice panties. It was Lace’s turn to
spin. She spun the bottle and it landed
on me again. I was lucking out.
“Okay, Jim,
I want you to kiss Candy. Then … then you
have to reach under her skirt and take off her panties,” Lace giggled.
“Mom!”
Candy wailed. I chuckled and glanced at
Jess to get her reaction. She didn’t
seem shocked. She just smiled.
I
laughed. “Really! Is … is that okay, Candy?” I asked, in
feigned concern.
“Well … I
guess so, daddy.” The back of her hand
went to her forehead. “But whatever am I
going to do without panties?” she pantomimed, full of the little actress. We all laughed. But I really wondered what Jessica was
thinking. I looked at her again. She continued to smile. No reaction of any kind. I went over to Candy and kissed her on the
lips. As we were kissing our tongues met
in a French kiss. It was like the other
night when Diane was here. I didn’t want
to stop but I did.
After the
kiss, Candy stood up. “Okay, daddy, take them off, but don’t show anybody anything
else! I reached under her skirt, inched
my fingers under the elastic of her little panties and brought them down to her
ankles. She stepped out of them.
“Nice kiss,
daddy,” Candy said, cooing.
I again
glanced at Jessica. She was still smiling. She didn’t seem to mind at all that I just
French kissed my 11 year old daughter. Candy
sat down again. Now I could clearly see
her little slit. So could everyone else. I was getting hard, big time. My turn again. I spun.
This time it landed on Jessica. I
thought a minute. I wanted this to be
good.
“Okay, Jess,”
I said. “I want you to kiss Mrs. Peters
and then …” I had to think quick. What did I really want this little Lolita to
do? “I … I want you to take off her
pants.” I didn’t laugh this time. Would Jessica do it, I wondered? Jessica looked at Lace apprehensively. Lace just smiled, probably wondering the same
thing, and shrugged her shoulders. Jessica
walked over to Lace. Lace got up and
took the little girl into her arms. They
kissed. Lace began to French kiss her. Candy and I could see their tongues
intertwined. Lace began to lick Jessica’s
lips. Their kiss then continued. After, Lace just stood there. Jessica’s eyes were a little dreamy but she
smiled at Lace anyway.
“Go ahead,
baby,” Lace whispered to little Jess.
“It’ll be okay.”
Jessica
undid the button on Lace’s pants and gradually pulled the zipper down. We could now see Lace’s silky pink panties. Jessica reached up and pulled Lace’s pants
down. The expression on her face was
fantastic. It was a look of
anticipation. Finally Lace’s pants were
at her ankles. Jess was looking directly
at Lace’s panty encased pussy. Lace
stepped out of her pants and stood in just her panties and tee. Jessica stood up and Lace kissed her again. As they kissed Lace took Jessica’s hand brought
it to one of her tits. Jessica squeezed
gently. Like the other night, Lace’s
hands went under Jessica’s skirt. She
cupped the little girl’s ass. Again her
hands went up and snaked under the elastic.
Now she was caressing Jessica’s little bare ass. Gradually her hands went down and the panties
came down with them. Lace bent down and
removed them completely. She again
straightened up. She kissed Jessica for
a third time. Lace’s hand moved to
Jessica’s front. She reached under the
skirt. I knew she was playing with the
little girl’s pussy. I was as hard as a
rock.
Candy
walked around behind her mom and ran her hands up her mother’s tee, gently
massaging her tits.
“Doesn’t it
feet good mommy, feeling Jess’s pussy while I play with your tits?” Candy
whispered in her mom’s ear. “Is Jess
making you nice and wet, mommy? This is
probably Jess’s first time being played with by a woman. It looks like she’s really enjoying it.” Lace broke the kiss.
“Candy,
let’s take her over to the sofa,” Lace whispered seductively. Lace and Candy led Jessica over to the sofa
and laid her down. Jessica looked
dreamy, not protesting at all. Lace took
one of the little girl’s legs and draped it over the side. Lace raised the little girl’s skirt. Her little slit was now completely
exposed. It was pink from Lace’s
probing. It was beautiful. She had very sparse fine downy pubic hair.
Candy
looked at her mother. “Oh, mommy, isn’t
it pretty? Kiss her pussy mommy. Lick her and put your tongue inside. Run your tongue over her asshole. Taste her, mommy.” Her voice was husky; sexy; erotic.
Lace bent
down and looked at the little slit. “So
beautiful,” she murmured. “What a pretty
little pussy.” Her head went down and
she gently kissed the little pink lips.
Her hand went up and she spread the little slit wide. Again her head went down. She ran her tongue over the expanded pussy
lips. “You taste wonderful, Jess,” Lace
moaned.
Candy came
over to where I was sitting. She sat on
my lap, entranced by activity on the sofa.
Her eyes were as big saucers as she watched her mother’s tongue ravage our
little 12 year neighbor. I reached down
to the hem of Candy’s skirt and pulled it up slowly. She turned to me and smiled. Now Candy’s little slit was fully exposed
too. She spread her legs. My fingers found her little entrance and I began
probing. Her head went back against my
shoulder, still watching her mother and Jessica.
Candy
whispered in my ear. “I’ll bet if you
went over there now, daddy, Jess would let you fuck her. Look how wet mommy is making her.”
“Not right
now, baby. Let your mom have her fun
first.” Lace had one hand under Jess’s
ass, raising her hips up for better access.
Her tongue was tracing all over the little girl, from her little rosy
asshole right to where her little clit was.
She was sucking and licking wildly.
We could hear the slurps. Her
other hand was under Jess’s tee, playing with the little girl’s ripe, pear-shaped
tits. Lace’s ass was in the air. Both Candy and I could see all of her sexual
charms. Then Lace removed her hand from
Jessica’s tit. It crept back, under her own leg. She
started fingering her beautiful pussy through her panties. A finger went inside, then two. She was masturbating as she ate the little
girl.
The
doorbell! Shit, Shawna is here already! Fuck!
Candy’s shot off my lap. Her
skirt fell over her little slit. Lace
quickly got up. She was still in her
panties and tee. Jessica lay on the sofa
for a second, still in dreamland. I was
as hard as a rock. I headed for the
kitchen quickly. How the fuck was I
going to get rid of this raging hard on?
The doorbell rang again. Lace ran
into the kitchen with me. She
smiled. We looked around the
corner. Jessica finally got up from the
sofa. Her skirt immediately fell over
her pussy. She sat in the chair that Candy
and I vacated. She pulled her legs under
her.
I looked at
Lace. She was disheveled. Her hair was messy. Her lips were moist with Jessica’s juices.
“Candy,” I
yelled, “get the door. We’ll be right
out.” I just couldn’t resist. I kissed Lace to get the full flavor of Jessica’s
little cunt.
“Fuck, that tastes good,” I said.
Lace seemed
to be in a daze. She was breathless. “Jim, I gotta go
upstairs and freshen up. I’ll be right
back. Entertain Shawna for a few
minutes, okay?” How the hell was I going
to do that with this raging hard-on, I thought? I ran around and quickly picked
up the discarded panties on the floor. Geeze,
almost busted!
“Hi, Mrs.
Malcolm,” Candy greeted Shawna at the door. “Sorry we didn’t get the door quicker. We were playing a game.” Shawna could easily see the plastic and the
bottle on the living room floor.
“I see
that.” She had a little smirk on her
face. She looked at her daughter. It looked as though Jessica was still in a
trance. Shawna smiled at her. “You ready to go Jess?” Jessica didn’t say anything. I came around the corner from the kitchen.
“Hey, Shawna, how ya doin’?” I asked, in my best recovery voice. I was still breathing hard from what was
going on just seconds earlier. I still
had a bulge in my pants that I desperately needed to get rid of and I hoped
Shawna didn’t see it. Or maybe I
secretly hoped she did see it.
“Hi, Jim.” Shawna glanced at Jessica again. Jessica’s elbow was on the arm of the chair,
her fist on her cheek. Her gorgeous legs
were still drawn under. Her skirt rode
high. “Hello! Mom to Jess. Anyone there?” Shawna
quipped. Jessica just smiled at her,
still dreamy. Shawna
turned to me. “Looks like Jess just got
up from a nap,” she remarked. She
glanced at my crotch. I still had the
hard on, but it was subsiding. Did she
see anything? I hoped so! I didn’t know if the living room smelled of
sex or not but in my state I couldn’t have cared less. “I guess I’ll just gather up Jess and head
home. It’s been a tough day.”
“The girls
were just playing,” I said. “Why don’t
you stay a few minutes, Shawna, have a drink and
relax a bit? Throw off your shoes and
let loose.”
Shawna
beamed. “Now that’s the best offer I’ve
had today! There is no one home anyway
and if you’re willing to make me a drink then I won’t have to make one
myself.” Shawna
looked less tense already. “Can I have a
martini?”
“Sure you
can,” I smiled. Just then Lace walked
down the stairs. Her hair was now
combed. She was wearing a flared skirt
and a tee top. Her legs were bare and I
could tell right away she wasn’t wearing a bra.
She looked as sexy as hell. I glanced
at Shawna. She was also admiring Lace,
smiling.
“Hi,
Shawna,” Lace said. I don’t think Lace
had completely recovered from eating out Jessica. Her voice seemed seductive … lower than
usual.
“Shawna
needs a martini,” I told Lace. “She’s
had a hard day. Want one too?”
“Sure. Thanks, baby,” Lace replied. She walked over and gave Shawna a little
hug. “Nice seeing you again, Shawna.” The hug was just a little longer than usual
when two girls meet.
“Hi, Lace,”
Shawna replied. She stepped back and
looked at Lace, glancing over her entire body.
“You look gorgeous, as usual. I
really like that outfit. It’s … it’s sexy!”
“Thanks.” Lace twirled a bit. “Sometimes I love dressing like a little
girl,” Lace admitted. “Why should they
have all the fun all the time?”
Shawna
just giggled. “Well, you certainly have
the body for it anyway,” she commented.
I could tell Lace was still heady from just a few minutes ago.
Lace
invited Shawna to sit down. “Take a load off. Throw off your shoes and anything else you
want,” Lace giggled. “Relax.” Shawna was wearing a maroon skirted business
suit with a frilly blouse. The skirt was
knee length. She was wearing
panty-hose. This was the first time I’d
seen her legs. It would be nice to see
more of them I thought.
“Thanks,
Lace, I think I will,” Shawna chirped. She removed her shoes and jacket and sat down
on the sofa, in the exact same spot that Lace was tasting her little daughter
just moments earlier. Right away she
pulled one leg under her to get more comfortable. She was wearing a camisole under the
see-through blouse and her tits looked fantastic. Lace sat at the opposite end of the sofa. She also pulled her legs under her. Lace’s skirt was much shorter than Shawna’s. Shawna could see lots of Lace’s legs. She could also see Lace’s perky tits under
the tee. Lace’s nipples were still hard,
poking through the flimsy material of her tee.
“Mom, Jess
and I are going into the den to watch TV, okay?” Candy asked.
“Sure,
baby,” Lace replied. “We’ll just be in
here talking.” Jessica got up from the
chair. Her skirt rode up just
slightly. Her mother glanced at
her. Could she see that Jessica wasn’t
wearing panties anymore? She smiled
again at her daughter.
I arrived
with the drinks. Shawna took her martini as did Lace. I sat in the sofa chair.
“God, thanks
Jim, I needed this,” Shawna quipped.
“I’m glad
our girls are becoming friends,” Lace told Shawna. “It looks like they’re getting along really
well. I like Jess. She’ll be a good influence on Candy.” Yeah, I thought, Lace really likes Jess. She proved that just a few minutes ago.
“Yeah, I’m
glad the girls are friends, too,” Shawna said.
“Ever since Jess has become friends with Candy she seems to have lost a
bit of her shyness. We were worried
about her being so shy but now she is more talkative. She also wants to wear different clothes
too. Maybe it’s just turning 12 tho’. When we go
shopping all she wants to buy is ...ah ... sexy tops and skirts. That skirt she was wearing yesterday was new,
so is the one she has on tonight. The
top is new too.”
“Oh, they
look great on her,” Lace commented. “She
has such beautiful long legs.” Lace was
fidgeting with the hem of her skirt a little. I’m sure she raised it a little as she spoke. She was also twirling her hair, flirting
unabashedly with Shawna. “That skirt she’s wearing tonight is so short
and sexy. She looks really good in
it.” I could tell she still hadn’t come
down yet from her fuck fest with Jessica.
Her legs kept moving a little and she kept playing with her skirt. Shawna glanced at Lace’s skirt again,
watching her fingers play with the hem.
“Yeah, I
know,” Shawna replied. “I gotta admit I kinda like it when
she dresses like that too.” Yeah, you
and me both, baby, I thought. “But if
these skirts are going to get me down to the school all the time we’ll have to
come up with another plan.” Shawna’s
drink was empty. She sure polished that
off quick, I thought. I got up and
refilled it.
I could
tell Lace like this conversation. “Yeah,
I know. Don’t they realize it’s the
style these days.
Kids are going to buy what they want.
The teachers will just have to put up with it. I guess showing panties is no big deal these
days for young girls.”
Shawna
was quiet, still glancing at Lace’s finger movements at the hem of her skirt. She giggled a little. “I guess not,” Shawna replied. “It really doesn’t matter anyway. Girls these days are different from when we
grew up, eh, Lace? You see all this
fucking shit on the internet now so it’s just bound to roll over into real
life. There’s no stopping it, I guess.”
“Yeah, I
guess you’re right,” Lace replied. “All the porn and stuff.”
Did Shawna watch porn, I asked myself. “But the world is changing. Girls know way more than we did. I guess it’s just something we have to
accept.”
“Yeah,” Shawna giggled. “I
guess so. Some … some of it is kinda interesting, though.”
Her voice had become low, almost a whisper. Was it the liquor talking? No matter, I liked it.
Lace wanted
to give her encouragement. “Yeah, it
is,” she quipped. “I … I kinda like the girl on girl sites. Especially when a woman our
age seduces a young girl. That’s
way cool.”
Shawna
was up for almost anything I could tell.
“Yeah.
Me too,” she admitted, not ashamed.
“Those sites get me hot,” she giggled.
I could
tell right away that Lace needed to get off this subject or she’d reveal to
this almost stranger her deepest darkest secrets. “So, how’s work going?” Lace asked, changing
the subject. “You sure seem to work a
lot of hours. It must be tough with a 12
year old. You look a little tense. How do you wind down after such a hard day?”
“Yeah, it’s
tough sometimes,” Shawna said. She was still
glancing down at Lace’s legs, longer glances now. Lace was now raising the hem of her skirt ever
so briefly, revealing more thigh. I was getting turned on again watching her. She was flirting with Shawna,
big time. Got for it, I thought.
“Oh, I go
home have a drink and a hot shower and that seems to relieve some of the
tension. I’m starting to feel better
now,” she giggled. “Jim makes a great
martini!” She drained her second drink. Christ, she’d be blasted in 15 minutes I
thought. Good!
“Want
another,” I asked her. I didn’t want to
get her drunk but I did want her to feel good.
“Okay, just
one more. I don’t want to get drunk!”
she giggled.
“I’ll have
another, too,” Lace said. “You know
sometimes when Jim or I get tense we give each other massages.” I knew Lace was lying, but that was
okay. I needed to know where she was
going. “It works really good to relieve
tension. Actually I think we’ve gotten kinda good at it.
Nothing like the professionals but for it works for us.”
Shawna
giggled. “Yeah, I know. Massages really work good. I have a little massager too! Massages are nice. Soooo relaxing.”
Lace took
the plunge. She laughed. “Oh, I know
what kind of massager you’re talking about.
You’re way too naughty Shawna!” She thought a minute. “I’ll bet it really comes in handy … in front
of the computer.”
“You are
bad, Lace,” Shawna blurted out. “Now exactly what kind of a massager do you
think it is?”
“Oh, you
know!” Lace giggled. “One
that relieves tension! I’ve never
tried one. Do they do a good job?” This was interesting. Shawna was really easing up after the two
martinis.
“Oh, yeah,”
Shawna said with a giggle. “They do the
job all right! It looks after me in … in
all the right places.”
“You are sooooo bad, Shawna,” Lace giggled again. “And what spots would that be?” Both women were feeling the affects of the
drinks. This was cool. Now they were laughing hysterically.
“Oh, I
don’t know,” Shawna quipped between laughs.
“Maybe, behind my neck. Or maybe I run it along my legs.” She stuck out her leg, running her hand over the
panty-hose. “Or maybe
even … between them!” What a
revelation!
Lace and Shawna were almost crying they were laughing so hard. Lace could hardly talk. “You are sooooo
fucking bad, Shawna.
Telling us your secrets like that.
And what fucking neat secrets they are too.” she cried. “And do you have a name for this lucky little
fellow?” Oh he was lucky I thought. I could picture Shawna lying on her bed
fucking herself with this little machine, watching girl on girl porn. Now I was rock hard again.
Shawna
could hardly get it out. “Yeah. His name is
Mr. Johnnycock.”
That absolutely cracked up Lace.
She had to catch her breath. After
a minute she was ready.
“Oh,
wow. Mr. Jonnycock and Ms. Shawnapuss. What a pair!
They fuck like rabbits!”
“Both you
guys are bad,” I laughed. “Really tho’ I wonder if Lace and I are any good giving massages.” I thought a second. “So, Shawna, what would you say to a massage
right now? It just maybe would ease your
tension a little and then you could tell us if we were any good.” I was half joking but what the hell. She may take us up on it.
“Here,
now?” Shawna asked, coming down from her hysterics. Then I could see the liquor taking over. “Well … it sounds like okay, I guess. What do I have to do?”
Lace was
really encouraged. “You don’t have to do
anything. Just lie on our bed. We’ll do the rest, okay? We’ll do it upstairs so we don’t disturb the
girls, okay?”
“Well, I’ve
got nothing to loose,” Shawna replied.
She was still giggling. “Let’s
go.” Of course, Lace and I had never
given each other a massage. But this
might be fun. Besides, Shawna was a
little tipsy. We went upstairs and entered
our bedroom.
Shawna
looked around. “Nice playroom,” she
giggled. Without us even asking she
started unbuttoning her blouse.
“There’s a
robe in the bathroom if you want Shawna,” Lace said, seductively. “That is, if your modest.” Shawna turned to Lace and smiled. All of the buttons were undone.
“Me? Modest? I don’t fucking think so?” Lace looked at her and smiled back. Shawna spotted our
24” computer monitor. “Is this where you
guys watch porn while you’re playing?” she twittered. “I need one this big too. This monitor is great. I’ll bet it’s real
life like.” She had unbuttoned all the
buttons on her blouse as she spoke.
All bets
were off now. We definitely were going
to have fun with this lady. I just knew
it.
“That is
sure a pretty camisole, baby,” Lace whispered seductively. Shawna
shrugged her shoulders.
“Yeah, I
like it. It’s one of my favorites. You want to see it all of it?” Lace was looking right at Shawna’s tits.
“That’d be
nice,” Lace replied, quietly. Shawna
took off her blouse. Lace walked up to
her and without asking began to run the lacy material of the lingerie through
her fingers. After three martini’s
Shawna was feeling no pain. She looked
right into Lace’s eyes. I was getting
hard again. Shawna was not shy that’s
for sure.
“Man, it is
pretty,” Lace remarked, staring directly at Shawna’s beautiful tits. “It’s very sexy Shawna.”
“Thanks. I love sexy lingerie. It makes me feel like a woman. Sometimes, a sexy woman.”
“I guess we
better remove it,” Lace whispered seductively.
“For the massage. As a matter of fact we need all of your
clothes off except for your bra and panties, babe. We can’t give a good massage unless it’s skin
against skin.”
“I guess
that’d be okay,” Shawna answered. “We’re
all adults.” She removed all of her
clothes and laid them carefully on a chair.
She just stood there in her pale green matching bra and panty set. Both were low cut and sexy. Her tits would sag really nice if they were
let loose, I thought. I was rock hard
now. I wanted to see her tits and nipples. She had just the start of nice love-handles
above the low rising panty waist. I
immediately wanted to run my hands over them.
Her legs were a little muscular, her thighs just a little fatty.
Lace was
staring right at her tits. “I love the
color. It’s fantastic.”
Shawna
smiled. She walked right up to Lace. “You’re not wearing a bra, are you Lace?” Shawna
asked seductively. “If you’re going to
give me a massage I’d like it topless. Both you and me.” She
felt for the hem of Lace’s tee. Her
hands crept up to Lace’s little tits.
“Feels nice when I play with your fucking little titties,
doesn’t it Lace? I like playing with
little tits.”
Lace stood
and watched Shawna caress her. Then she
came closer. She gave Shawna a kiss. She ran her hands up and down Shawna’s waist. “You like playing with them, eh, baby? And yeah, it feels really good. But I want to watch you do it.” Lace reached for the hem of her tee and
pulled it off.
Shawna
looked down. “Fucking perfect,” she
purred. “Turn around Lace. Face Jim.
I want him to watch, baby.” Lace
turned and leaned back into Shawna. She
was a little taller than Shawna. Shawna
put her arms under Lace’s and again began to caress her tits.
Shawna
was looking directly at me. “You like it
when I play with your wife, don’t you Jim?
It fucking makes you hot. You
want me to play with her cunt, don’t you?
You want me to finger-fuck her.
I’ll bet she has a pretty little cunt.
Just like these pretty little fucking tits. You know what, Jim. I really love eating pussy. Ummm, it taste’s so
nice.” Shawna’s hands went to the back
of Lace’s skirt. She unfastened the
button and pulled down the zipper.
Lace’s skirt dropped to the floor.
She was completely naked. One of
Shawna’s hands went back to Lace’s tit.
The other one found Lace’s cunt.
Her fingers traced through the folds.
Lace looked
back at her. “You’re a fucking horny
bitch, Shawna. You’ve been trying to
look up my skirt ever since you got here.
Fuck. Put a finger inside, baby. Ummm, this feels
good. I’ll bet you’ve want to taste my
pussy all night too. And I’ll bet you
clean the vibrator with your mouth, too!
Ah fuck, that’s it, baby. Finger
my cunt. Ummmm.” Lace turned around.
“Now it’s your
turn, baby. Drop your fucking bra and panties
and give them to me,” Lace commanded.
Shawna unclasped
the front of her bra and dropped it.
Then she stepped out of her panties and gave them to Lace. “Here they are, baby. I’ve worn them all day. Smell them you horny fucker. I want you to taste them.” As she was talking Shawna was fingering the
folds of her own cunt. Shawna was not
bald but her cunt hair was beautifully trimmed.
Sometimes I love a little hair on a cunt.
“Oooooh, there’s a little piss and shit on them,” Lace said
as she began to lick both sides of the panties.
“Fuck they’re nice. I want the real thing tho’.” She gave Shawna a little push and Shawna fell
back on the bed. “Bring those fucking
knees up and spread real wide, baby,” Lace ordered. “Fuck that cunt with your fingers, baby. Put them right inside that hairy pussy and
fuck yourself. Oooooh, what a nice pussy, eh, Jim? I love the trim job. Did you trim it yourself, baby, or did some
nice little girl do it for you, Shawna?”
It was a
shot in the dark. Did Jessica do
it? Fuck, I hope so! No answer ---- damn! Lace removed Shawna’s fingers from her pussy
and simply dove in licking and sucking on Shawna’s cunt. She came up for air.
“Jim, get
out of those pants,” Lace ordered. I
took off my clothes and stood there with a rock hard prick. “Get up here and fuck her face.”
“No,” Shawna
moaned. “I’ll suck his cock but I want
him to ass fuck me when you’re finished.
I want him to shoot his fucking cum up my ass. I love it in my ass. I love it when a finger goes up my shit hole
before a prick.”
“Turn over
then,” Lace ordered “and put that fucking beautiful ass in the air.” Now Shawna’s ass was raised. I began playing with her tits. Lace was playing with Shawna’s shit
hole. Then she licked it. “Ah, tastes good. You’re right.
You haven’t showered recently. I
love the taste. Is this where you want
Jim’s fucking cock, baby? Right here. Right in
your shit hole, baby?”
She was giving Shawna a real good rim job. Her tongue was probing and probing Shawna’s
dark rose. Then she began sucking on the
hole.
“Oooooh, fuck that feels good,” Shawna moaned. “Finger. Put your finger in. I need it.
Oh fuck, put your finger in my asshole, Lace. Fuck me with your finger. Oh fuck.”
Lace began running her finger in and out of Shawna’s dark hole.
“Feels
good, eh? You horny
bitch. You’ve done this before
haven’t you Shawna?” Shawna was
fingering her clit as Shawna finger-fucked her asshole. Shawna moaned again.
“Mmmmm, feels sooo fucking good,” to no one in particular. Shawna was moving her ass in rhythm with
Lace’s finger. “Jim, fuck my ass
now. I want to cum so bad. Put that fucking cock up my shit hole. Cum up my fucking shitter.” I
came to the edge of the bed.
“Get me wet
first,” I said. “Suck my cock. Put it in your mouth and lick and suck. Then I’ll cum up your fucking asshole. You’ll feel my hot cum shoot up your shitter, baby.”
I stuck my
cock right in Shawna’s face and she took it greedily. She began to lick and suck with passion. “Oh, Shawna, that feels good. You like sucking cock don’t you, you fucking
slut? Are you sure you want me to cum up
your ass? Maybe you’d like me to cum all
over your face.”
Shawna
stopped sucking. “In my asshole you
fucking stud. Shoot it up and watch it
dribble out. Play with it when the cream
comes out and run the cum around my shit hole with
your finger.” I went to her ass and
started to insert my cock slowly. She
was very wet. I could tell she had done
this before. Gradually, gradually my
cock went in.
Lace went
to Shawna’s face. “Like it, don’t you,
you fucking cocksucker. Jim’s cock feels
real good up your shit hole, eh, Shawna?
And you know what, he likes fucking girls in the ass. He fucked my asshole just the other day. Outside on the lawn in our
backyard. We were both
naked. Anyone could see if they looked
through the fence. I had my ass spread
and way up in the air and he just pumped and pumped.”
“Oh, god,
I’m cumming,” Shawna moaned. Her ass was bucking like crazy against my
hard prick. “Oooooh,
fuck Jim, shoot it up. Do it baby. Up my ass. Shoot. Ooooooh fuck, I’m
almost there.”
It was too
much for me. I could feel my cum rising. “Here
it comes you horny bitch. Here it comes. My fucking cum is going right up your shit
hole.” My orgasm erupted into her
asshole. As soon as I started cumming Shawna tensed up and I could feel her sphincter grab my cock. What a feeling. Her asshole was actually pumping cum from my
cock. She was in spasms. Her head was thrown back.
“Oh god, oh
god, it feels soooo good. Oh fuck I need this. I love it in the ass. I fucking love it.”
It was
over. I withdrew my cock ever so
gently. I could see cum start to dribble
out of her. Gently I ran my finger over
the opening, took some on my finger and went up to her face. “Lick, you horny bitch. Lick my cum off my
finger. It’s been up your asshole so it
should taste real fucking good.”
Shawna
took my finger and sucked. “Oh, your cum tastes real fine, Jim. Let me suck your cock, baby, so I get the
full taste. I wanna
clean it, baby.” I brought my cock to her
lips, my cock that had just been in her dirty shit hole. She grabbed it in her hand and shoved it in
her mouth. “Mmmmm,”
she moaned. “Mmmmm.” She
finished. “Tastes
fucking sweet.” She licked her
lips, still moaning. Finally she lowered
her ass. She lay on her stomach
recovering, totally naked.
Lace lay
down beside her and started massaging her back.
“I really like to lay with you totally naked,” Lace said. “You have the most amazing ass and
tits.” Lace then ran her finger through
Shawna’s ass crack. “Mmmmm, such a nice ass. I can feel Jim’s cum. And I can feel your pussy too. I love your sweet cunt,
Shawna. It has real nice folds. I love running my finger through the fucking
folds of your cunt, baby.” Shawna turned
over.
“Do it for
me, Lace. Run your finger through the
folds of my cunt. Slowly. Just play with me, baby, okay? It’s been a long time since anyone gently
played with my pussy.” Lace smiled and
gently ran her finger through the folds of Shawna’s pussy, just caressing gently. Every once in a while she would insert her
finger just a little. She would move up
and gently stroke Shawna’s clit. They
French kissed as Lace stroked her. I
needed to get a picture of this. I was
still naked so I quickly pulled on a pair of shorts and headed downstairs to
get the camera. As I passed the den I
saw Candy and Jessica watching something on television but I couldn’t see
what. What I could see was that they
were sitting close together on the den sofa, gently French kissing each other. Candy had her hand up Jessica’s tee and was
gently caressing her little tit. Jessica
was moaning. I wanted to stay and watch
but I needed to be upstairs. I grabbed
the camera and ran to the bedroom. I
don’t even know if the girls knew I was there.
When I got back Lace and Shawna were still lying on the bed. Lace was kissing Shawna and still gently
stroking her pussy. It was amazing. Just an hour ago I had never seen Shawna’s
legs and now she was naked and wide open lying on our bed with my wife. Life is great. I took a few pictures of them. Shawna didn’t object at all.
“You really
like it in the ass, Shawna. Is that what
you do at home for fun?” Lace asked.
“No, Paul
really isn’t into kinky sex. Actually we
hardly ever have sex anymore since he’s away so much. He’s so pedestrian. Roll ‘em
over, fuck ‘em and go to sleep. This is much,
much better.”
“Come on,
Shawna,” Lace coaxed. “You’ve done this
before. Who’s the lucky guy that shoves
his cock up your ass, babe?” Shawna was
cautions.
“Don’t tell
anyone. Please. It’s a guy at work. His name is Rod. It’s not making love, or an affair or
anything like that. He just likes
getting his jollies off up someone’s ass and I really like it too so when we’re
in the mood we just do it. We’ve done it
in the supply room, sometimes in the men’s washroom, sometimes in the
ladies. Various
places. I like the danger. Once we did it right in my office after
everyone had left one night. I was
leaning right against the window and he was fucking my ass like crazy. His cock is long and thin, not like
Jim’s. Fuck, Jim has a nice thick prick. This was the best ass fuck I’ve ever had.”
“I’m glad
you liked it, babe. He’ll fuck you in
the ass anytime you want, baby. But come
on, let’s go downstairs and see what the girls are doing,” Lace said. “I’ve got a long shirt you can put on. Just wear the shirt. I want to see what the girl’s reaction is to
your tits bobbing under it.”
We were
chatting as we walked downstairs so the girls knew we were coming. Both Lace and Shawna were wearing long shirts. When we got to the den they were still
sitting together holding hands just watching TV.
“Man, that
was the best massage, I ever had,” Shawna said.
“I’m so relaxed now it’s unbelievable.”
Jessica looked at her mom in just the tee. Shawna’s tits were free and Jessica could
tell.
“Mom, you
look really sexy in that shirt,” Jessica offered, quietly. “Did … did you have to take off your clothes
for the massage?”
“Yeah,
baby,” Shawna answered. “I … I was completely naked. It was fun.
So you think I’m just sexy, eh?
Not really hot?” Then she struck
a real sexy pose. Lace came up behind
Shawna.
“Oh, yeah,
you look real hot, Shawna,” Lace whispered.
She reached around and started massaging Shawna’s midriff. She kissed her neck. “Ummmm, you smell
nice,” she whispered. Her hand gradually
rose. She started caressing one of
Shawna’s tits through the tee. Shawna’s
eyes closed. Her head went back. The girls and I watched. Jessica’s eyes widened.
Lace whispered
to Shawna. “Your fucking tits sag real nice Shawna.
I just love lifting them.
Beautiful jugs. Just beautiful.
They’re so fucking firm. Your
nipples are soooo big and round, baby. And your
rubbery knobs stick out perfectly. Ummmm.” Lace glanced at
Jessica. “Jess is watching me play with
your tit, baby. How does that make you
feel, baby? Does it make you hot knowing
your little girl is watching me play with your tit? Tell me, baby.”
“Ummm, yeah it does,” Shawna cooed. “I love it when she dresses sexy, Lace. I ... I love taking her to the mall in short
skirts and a tee, with no bra. I love
watching all the perverts ogle her.”
One of Shawna hands made it up just under Lace’s caressing
hand. She was caressing her own midriff
in a slight circular motion. The hem of
her tee rose slightly with each movement.
“It makes me so fucking hot knowing some guy wants to play with her and
eventually fuck her.” Shawna’s hand
gradually moved down over her stomach.
She started playing with her pussy through the tee.
Now Lace’s
other hand came up and she was caressing both of Shawna’s tits, cupping them,
lifting them, and tweaking her nipples through the flimsy tee shirt. Shawna’s nipples were rock hard, sticking at
least a half-inch through the fabric. Shawna
looked at her daughter and smiled just a little.
“Fuck this
feels good Lace. Nobody’s played with my
tits for a long time. I love it when
your fingers run over my nipples. It
makes me hot again.” She looked at
Jessica again. The little girl had
raised her bare foot to the sofa. Her
little skirt rode up on one thigh. Her
legs were together so Shawna couldn’t see if she was wearing panties or not. She looked real sexy sitting there. Lace
looked at Jessica too.
“Fuck,
isn’t she adorable sitting there like that, Shawna? She’s so pretty with those long fucking legs,
eh?” Jessica’s knee began to rock a
little back and forth. She was
enraptured with Lace’s caresses of her mother’s tits. Little by little Shawna and Lace could see in
between Jessica’s slightly moving thighs.
Jessica had a finger between her lips, staring at her mother, her leg
still rocking. Jessica watched openly as
her mother fingered her pussy, masturbating slowly through the long tee shirt.
Candy and I
were watching the show, completely enraptured.
Candy had a little smile on her face.
I was rock hard even though I had just a few minutes ago unloaded into
Shawna’s ass. I looked at Jessica. I wanted to fuck her so bad. She was so ripe. The movement of the rocking leg had me way
out of control. I walked over to the
sofa and sat down beside her. She looked
up at me and smiled. I simply smiled
back. My head lowered to her. I kissed her gently. The kiss broke. She smiled at me again. I kissed her again, longer this time. Our tongues met. She was a willing partner in this French
kiss. My hand found the back of her
thigh, the one that was raised on the sofa.
Her leg opened. I ran my finger
over her little slit, probing her little folds gently. I broke the kiss. Our eyes locked.
“I want to
fuck you, Jess,” I said quietly. “You’re
so beautiful, baby.”
“I want you
to. I’ve never had sex before. I want you to be the first.” Her voice was quiet, sexy, sultry. “I want my mom to watch too. And I want to be on top, just like in those
porn clips on the internet.” She reached
for my cock, rock hard, encased in my shorts.
I was wearing boxers only. Her
hand crept in the opening and encircled my manhood. She squeezed.
I moaned. She smiled.
“Did you
fuck my mom upstairs?” she asked, quietly.
“Yeah.” I was breathless.
“And you’re
still so hard.” Her hand traced up and
down my shaft. She seemed very
experienced for a little 12 year old that had never had sex before. She knew exactly how to handle my shaft. She didn’t need any instruction.
“Ah,” I
moaned. “You do it just right. Have you been watching porn, baby? Is that how you know how to handle a cock? Do you watch a lot of porn, Jess?” I was whispering in her ear.
“Yeah, I
do. I like it. I’ve always wanted to feel a real hard cock,”
she admitted. “And yours is nice. I love the feel. She removed my cock from inside my shorts and
looked down, mesmerized. “Just like the
internet,” she said, more to herself than anybody.
Lace
whispered again to Shawna. “He’s going
to fuck her babe while you watch. Is
that okay, baby?
Can Jim fuck your little girl, Shawna?”
Shawna’s hand was moving faster and faster over her pussy. Her head was back against Lace. She was breathless.
“Yeah, yeah. I want him to. I want him to run his cock in and out of her
little pussy. I need this. Oh fuck.
I want to watch so bad. God I’m so fucking horny!”
I stood up
and took Jessica’s hand. She stood with
me. I leaned down. I kissed her again. I removed my shorts. My cock was sticking straight up. I took her hand to it again. I lay down on the floor. Jessica followed me.
“Kiss it
first, Jess. Get it nice and wet,
baby.” Again she didn’t need any further
instruction. She kissed the purple head. She looked at me and smiled, her hair framing
her little face perfectly. Then she
licked it, all around the head. Finally
she took it in her mouth and started sucking.
Candy got
off the sofa and joined us on the floor, watching intently. “That’s it Jess. Give him a nice blow job. My daddy really likes it when you suck his
cock.” Candy reached over and removed
Jessica’s tee. Her beautiful little
pear-shaped tits came into view. They
were perfect. She again lowered herself
to my shaft with her mouth. Again she
started sucking. I could feel her tongue
run over it as she moved her head up and down.
Candy started playing with her little tits. I glanced over at Lace and Shawna. They were now sitting in the sofa chair. Shawna was on Lace’s lap. Shawna had raised her shirt over her
cunt. She was masturbating watching the
two little girls and me. Lace was
whispering in her ear. I couldn’t hear
what she was saying. Little 12 year old Jessica was giving me one of the best blow jobs
ever. Her young face was moving up and
down my shaft. It was like she was
experienced. She had watched a lot of
porn. I had staying power since I had
just fucked her mother. I was enjoying
watching this little blond suck me. Fuck
she was fantastic. She left my cock and
straightened up. She straddled me. Gently and slowly she lowered her cunt onto
my raging cock. She guided it expertly,
rubbing the wet head against her little pussy.
Then ever so slowly her cunt received my cock. Jessica was doing all the work, gradually and
slowly inserting me into her waiting girlhood.
I anticipated a hymen. There was
none. She was reading my mind.
“I broke it
myself with my mom’s vibrator,” she admitted quietly. “I wanted to enjoy real sex for the first
time. Ummm,
this feels good. Your cock is sooo big, Mrs. Peters.”
Now I was
fully entrenched in her love canal. She
was raising and lowering herself ever so gently, enjoying every movement.
Candy again
started caressing her nipples. “How does
it feel, Jess? Does it feel good fucking
my daddy? I told him you’d let him
tonight. He’s wanted to fuck you ever
since he first saw you the other day.”
“I love it,
Candy. It’s way better than I
imagined. Oh, fuck, it feels good.” Candy kissed her as she rode my cock. Now I was beginning to feel another
orgasm. Little Jessica was an
expert.
Candy
looked at my face. She knew what was
going to happen. “Can he come inside
you, Jess? Can he shoot his stuff right
up your cunt? He might make you
pregnant. It’s so fucking dangerous,
baby.”
“I’m not
getting off until he does, Candy. I want
him to. I want him to shoot in me. I’ve got to feel it. I need it.”
She looked down at me. “Cum in me, Mr. Peters.
Cum inside my little 12 year old pussy. Shoot your stuff right up my cunt. Do it!”
I could
feel the orgasm starting. My balls
contracted, my sperm starting to rise up the shaft.
“Oh fuck,
here it comes, Jess. Oh, God. Take it all, baby. Take it in your cunt. Take every last drop,” I cried. “I … I wanna fuck
you forever. My first
little girl. Oh, God,” I
screamed. “My dream has come true!” I started shooting inside her. She continued to pump up and down. Her face was contorted in a sexy, seductive
smile. She didn’t have an orgasm. It was almost like she just wanted to
fuck. That was her pleasure. It seemed as if it was a game to her. I finally finished,
my head back, my eyes closed. She kept
me entrapped for a minute or two. I
could feel cum start to travel back down the outside of my cock. I was softening. The girls were still looking at me,
smiling. Jessica rose off me. She sat on the carpet and looked down at her
pussy.
“Clean him
off, Jess,” Candy ordered. “You’re not
finished until you clean him with your mouth.
You know, just like on the porn sites.”
Jessica
looked at Candy and smiled. “You do it,
Candy. You clean his cock. I want to watch you lick your daddy’s cock.” Both girls giggled. It was a big game for them. Candy lowered her mouth to my now
semi-flaccid cock. She took it in her
mouth and sucked. She ran her tongue up
and down the sides, licking and cleaning.
Her tongue went over the purple head.
She moaned.
“Ummmm, this tastes good.”
After she was finished, she went over to Jessica and kissed her. She ran her finger through the folds of Jessica’s
little cunt.
“Ooooh, you’re all wet.
My daddy really likes fucking you Jess.
Why don’t you come over more often so he can screw the shit out of you. You’d like that
wouldn’t you. He’d eat your pussy and
everything.”
“Oh, I’ll
be back. When you’re big enough to fuck
him I wanna watch too. You’ll really love it. It feels so naughty. And you’re only 11. I wanna watch him
shoot in you too. Then I’ll lick his cum
out of your pussy. Mmmm,
I love sex.”
Shawna
was moaning now. She had witnessed her
little daughter’s first fuck. Lace was
slowly bringing her off. Shawna was in heaven.
“He fucked her,” she moaned. “He
fucked my little girl. He came inside
her. How awesome.” Her eyes were closed. She was murmuring to herself as Lace brought
her to ecstasy, that no man’s land of pure pleasure. “I want him to fuck her. I want him to fuck Candy. Oh, God.
She tensed. Her head went
back. She began to convulse. She was cumming. Then it was over. I knew we were done for the night.
We knew now
that Jessica and her mother would be very willing sex partners. But tonight I was finished. I was done, wasted. I couldn’t perform again if my life depended
on it. But I was sure looking forward to
the next time. Shawna liked it in the
ass, Jessica simply want to screw. So
did I.
Jessica and
her mother left a little while later.
Everyone was smiling. We had
fun. We were going to have more fun. This was the very first time I had fucked a
little girl. I loved every second of
it. She was so hot. I couldn’t wait for more.