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   Any similarities to persons living or dead is purely intentional.  Names
may have been changed to protect the horny.

   It is not absolutely necessary to read my previous tale 'Firsts' to read
this one, but it does better explain a bit about some of the characters
mentioned.

   Getting Even by TheRant (Final Archive Version) ----------------

   It was my 17th summer.  I had just graduated from grade 11 and I had
been sent to my dad's for the long vacation.  He and my mom had broken up
when I was twelve, and my mom, my brother and I had moved away while he
stayed in the house I'd grown up in.  A mechanic in the army he still had
one year left until retirement.

   Michelle and Kathy had given me a pleasant, memorable send-off but I was
unsure how I was going to survive the long month and a half away from them.


   I had most of the trip to myself.  My dad and I never really talked and
for a few fishing trips we didn't hang out much together.  I spent a few
days visiting my two sisters and their families, they had gotten married
before the divorce and had stayed here.  Other than that I was free to do
anything I wanted.

   The first thing I did was get a part time job at a DQ so I'd have a bit
of pocket money.  It was only a few hours every couple of days but it gave
me something to do and the money to do it.  The second thing I did was get
reacquainted with some old friends I'd hadn't seen much of in the last five
years.  They hadn't changed that much, not much in this little town had.

   The elementary school I had gone to was just down the block from my
dad's place and I made quite a bit of use out of the big empty field behind
it.  I had joined a karate school last summer, a reflex reaction I think to
a possible confrontation with Kathy's old boyfriend, but had come to really
enjoy it.  The field behind the school became my dojo four or five times a
week, but I only wore my gi when I made myself have a big workout every
Sunday.

   I was in the middle of a kata when a movement in my peripheral vision
caught my eye.  Finishing the kata, nothing short of imminent death should
stop a kata, I looked out over the valley next to the school yard.  I could
see a number of houses I recognized and even a few that were new.  But the
one that had caught my eye was one I well remembered.  It was the largest
and the only one with a big swimming pool in the backyard.  I'd swam in it
a couple of times at birthday parties.  And there was the birthday girl
herself.  It was pretty hard to really make her out but the lithe suntanned
form with the long blonde hair hopping up and down on the diving board
could be nobody else but Lisa.

   It being a Wednesday I was just wearing a T-shirt and a pair of shorts
so I decided to jog down and get a better look.  Being down there didn't
help much since a six foot fence surrounded the place.  Jumping up and down
I could just make out the house and the diving board.  Then I spotted the
old oak tree next door and decided that would make it a lot easier. 
Shimmying up the thick branches I found a comfortable seat about three
meters off the ground where I could get a good view of the entire swimming
pool.

   Lisa was doing laps in the pool.  It wasn't Olympic sized but it was big
enough for her take twenty seconds for her to go from one end to the other.
After a few laps she got out and went back to the diving board, and yes,
that was definitely Lisa.  She had changed quite a bit from the skinny
twelve year old I last seen.  The tight one piece suit clung to the curves
of a well developed teenage body.  A tight butt and muscular legs told me
that she had been keeping up with her swimming passion in the last five
years.

   She performed a long arcing dive back into the water and I felt like
applauding but didn't want to give myself away.  It wasn't that I was
hiding, all she had to do was look this direction and would easily see me,
it was just that I was enjoying the show.

   She swam a few more laps then pulled herself out of the pool on the edge
almost right in front of me.  Turning her back to me she looked out across
the cool water, her long blond hair hanging in wet strands down her back to
those tight rounded peach halves of an ass.

   "Like what you see?" she asked not even turning around to me.

   'So she had spotted me,' I thought.  "Very much.  You could make a
fortune selling tickets."

   She turned to look up at me, a smile somewhere between good natured
humor and anger on her lips.

   "You're looking really good Mona." I finally said.

   Her half smile dropped as she tilted her head questioningly at me and
gave a long piercing look.

   "Simple Simon?" she finally said.  "I thought they'd kicked you out of
town years ago."

   The nicknames were an old joke of ours from when we went to school
together.  I called her Mona Lisa, a name I heard but hadn't understood at
the time.  When I finally saw the famous painting I learned that she didn't
look anything like Lisa, except for that enigmatic 'cat who swallowed the
canary' smile that they both always had on their faces.  'Simple Simon'
she'd call me back.  From her I never minded the joke but I quickly put as
top to it if anybody else used it.

   We'd known each other since kindergarten and I'd have to say she was my
first real crush.  I'd even planned to marry her, until that is I reached
that age, somewhere between 8 and 12 , where girls become icky.  I was just
coming out of that and really starting to look at her again when I moved
away.

   "I'm just here for the summer visiting my dad." I told her inching my
way further out on the branch.

   Looking up at me she started to bounce lightly up and down on the arches
of her feet, causing her breasts to jiggle nicely in the swimsuit.  When
she noticed where I was looking at she immediately stopped and flushed a
pretty pick.

   Moving further out on the branch I then threw myself forward and over
the fence to land lightly on my feet.

   "Hey!" Lisa said indignantly.  That half smile coming back to her lips.
"I didn't say you could come in."

   I turned around and reached up to climb back over but stopped to ask,
"You want me to leave."

   She thought about that for a second before shaking her head.  "No you
can stay if you want.  It's getting boring anyway.  My parents are both
working and won't be back until after 6:00.  There's just nothing to do."

   "So you're here all by yourself?" I asked taking a step forward and
leering dramatically at her.

   She laughed and dived back into the pool, .surfacing on the far side.

   "Don't try anything Simple," she informed me as she treaded water.  "I
can still out swim you."

   "Still want to be in the Olympics?" I asked then wished I hadn't as her
smile tuned upside down.

   "I'm good but not that good,." she admitted the disappointment in her
voice painful to hear.  "I won a couple of local competitions but ..."

   I surreptitiously slipped out of my running shoes and socks, then
yanking my T-shirt over my head I dived into the water after her.

   Coming up a few feet from her I splashed water playfully at her.

   "You really think you can out swim me?" I asked trying to change her
mood and cheer her up.

   "Oooo, just watch me."

   I got a good view of her ass and legs as she dove straight down before
dropping down myself so I could watch her swim.  The chlorine in the water
burned my eyes a bit but I kept them open as I stared at her slim form
eeling through the water under me.

   Then I started chasing after her.  It took me a while to finally catch
up to her and then we began an underwater game of tag.  It always took me
longer to catch her each time, she really was fast and agile in the water,
but the fun of the game was the chase after all.  If I caught her too soon
the game would end too quickly.

   Finally we both had enough and came to sit next to each other on the
edge of the pool, our feet playfully kicking cool water at each other.

   "You really shouldn't be wearing shorts in the water,." she told me.

   "I could take them off if you like." I told her enjoying the flustered
look that came over her face at the suggestion.

   "No..., no..." she hurriedly explained.  "I'll lend you one of my dad's
swimsuits.  He won't mind."

   She ran in to the house, my eyes enjoying the flexing muscles in her ass
with each step.  She came back out a minute later with a pair of black
speedos.

   I held them up to myself.  They looked like they'd fit, though they
might be a bit tight.

   "Want me to change right here?" I asked as I snapped the elastic on my
shorts.  She looked so good when she was embarrassed.

   "No, no," you can use that." She pointed me over to a small shack that
must double as a changing room.

   I was right about them being tight, I decided after I slipped them on.
There was defiantly no doubt about what sex I was with these things on.  I
don't know if Lisa had picked this pair on purpose, but I really hoped she
had.

   Stepping out of the shack I stood in front of her, did a quick pivot on
my heels and asked her, "What do you think?"

   "I..., they'll do." She said getting even more flustered .

   We spent the whole afternoon swimming together in the pool, cooling off
from the summer sun and enjoying each other's company.  She was really a
fun girl, and not just because she was gorgeous and the first girl I ever
had a wet dream about.  I had to jump into the water and stay under quite a
few times that afternoon whenever we accidentally, bumped into each other ,
or whenever she climbed out and her tight ass pointed at me, or when she
hopped up and down on the diving board and her firm breasts jiggled
enticingly.  Let's just say I spent a lot of time in the pool.

   Is was about 5:00 when we called it a day.  I changed back into my
shorts and T-shirt while she ran inside and put on some clothes of her own.
When she came back out, wearing a pair of shorts and a T-shirt herself I
gave her her father's suit and told her to thank him for me.  By the
embarrassed look on her face I don't think she'd even tell him that I'd
been here.

   "Can I come back tomorrow?" I finally asked her.

   That flustered her again.  But she agreed that it would be okay for me
to come over after lunch.

   "One more thing." I told her.

   "What?" she asked.

   With that I grabbed her and tripped her lightly onto the grass near the
pool.  I did it the right way so that she wouldn't feel any pain on
landing. Then dropping over her I leaned down and gave a quick kiss on the
lips.

   "Now we're even." I said to her shocked face before jumping up and
hopping over the fence.

   Another thing I had learned while doing that.  She definitely wasn't
wearing any bra under that T-shirt.  I was going to take that as a good
sign.

   Now for those who have read 'Firsts' and thought my attacking a girl and
holding her down while I kissed her is a bit out of character, there is an
explanation.

   'It was a mighty struggle, against impossible odds, and implacable foes,
but somehow I managed to get to the top.  I was king of the hill.  I was
enjoying my victory when I was brutally tackled from behind and knocked
down to the dusty earth covering the hill.

   Then powerful hands grabbed me and flipped me over onto my back.  Still
somewhat dazed I was unable to fight off the attack any further as my foe
held me down and grinned evilly at me.  Then my opponent leaned forward and
pushed her face to mine, squishing our lips together.  Standing back up my
foe let out a high pitched girlish giggle and ran off with a squeal of
delighted triumph.

   A girl had kissed me.  What was I supposed to do now.  I was only six
years old.  I was a bit confused by I knew in my heart that someday,
somehow, I would get Lisa back.'

   I returned to Lisa's house at about 1:00 the next day.  Climbing the
same tree as before I got comfortable, slinging my bag behind my head as a
pillow and waited for her to make an appearance.  I had brought a few
things with me this time, my own bathing suit and a towel, a bottle of
suntan oil, and an emergency kit that Michelle had inspired.  It contained
a package of tissue, a small plastic bag,...and the unopened box of condoms
I had bought last year but had never got a chance to use.  It was a bit of
wishful thinking , and I have never been a boy scout, but I was willing to
be prepared.

   It didn't take long for her to come out and find me.  She had a kimono
wrapped around herself that swished out showing her nicely shaped legs as
she walked over to me.  It's strange how sometimes not showing something
can make it even more attractive than showing it.

   "I wasn't sure you'd come today," She spoke up at me.  "After
yesterday..."

   "Sorry about the kiss,." I said as I hopped over the fence.  "But I've
been waiting 11 years to do that."

   Lisa flushed pink and dropped her head to stare at her bare feet.

   "I didn't think you remembered that.  It was a long time ago."

   "You've got to be kidding," I said overly seriously.  "That was my very
first kiss,...  and from the prettiest girl in the 1st grade."

   Lisa looked up at me with a smile on her face.  "I guess that makes us
even then."

   'For now.' I thought to myself but just nodded agreement.

   She undid the belt of the kimono and slipped it off her shoulders and
then hooked it over an bare arm.

   My mouth dropped open and I felt my salivary glands begin to go into
overdrive.  What she was wearing could by the barest description be called
a swimsuit, but in some countries it was probably enough to get you
arrested.  Two small triangular patches covered the nipples of her breasts
but left the rest showing.  The undercurve of her two small globes of flesh
glistened pinkly , a much lighter shade than the rest of the skin
surrounding them.  The bottoms could almost be called a g-string, it was
that small, just barely covering her pubic region and then wrapping tightly
up between the cheeks of her ass to the sting holding it in place.

   "Do you like it?" she asked nervously, flushing even redder.  "I bought
is last year but never had the nerve to where it before."

   "You....you...." I wanted to say 'you look good enough to eat' but
thought that might be interpreted as coming on a bit too strong so ended up
saying, "You look beautiful."

   She looked up at me briefly before dropping her eyes again.

   "I brought my own suit this time." I said shaking the bag in my hand. 
"I'll go change."

   I spent longer than I had last time in the shack, first changing my
clothes, then trying to talk my cock down to its normal size.  Eventually I
managed to get it a bit softer, but it still was partially erect.  Giving
up there I went back out to join Lisa.

   The midday heat of the sun hit me hard as I stepped out and I had to
cover my eyes from the glare reflecting off the water in the pool.  I had
brought my bag , now containing my clothes, outside with me and dug through
it for the suntan oil.  It wouldn't take long in this light to burn. 
Squirting out a handful of the greasy liquid I began to rub it into my
arms.

   "Want me to do your back?" Lisa's voice from right behind me asked,
making me jump and drop the bottle.

   Picking it up I looked up at her and felt my cock start to rise again.
So much for self-control.

   "Sure." I quickly agreed.  "If you'll let me do your's back."

   Lisa thought about that for a second before taking the bottle from my
hand and leading me over to a long deck chair by the pool.

   "Lie down on your front." She told me as she poured some into her hands
and rubbed them together.

   I complied, with a little bit of pain.  The pain got ever increasing as
I felt her soft hands begin to stroke my back, coating it in the creamy
lotion.  As she got lower and lower, her movements slowed, until finally
she was touching the top of my bathing suit.  Then lightly her hands jumped
over it and began to massage the lotion into my legs as well.  I didn't
stop her.

   After she got down to my feet she asked me to roll over.  I complied
with a mixture of relief and embarrassment.  There was no way she was going
to miss the hard lump that was tenting the front of my suit.  I followed
her with my eyes as she started on the front of my legs, her eyes darting
everywhere but at my groin.  When she reached the top of them, just below
my suit her hands actually began to tremble, before she gave up there and
started in on my stomach and chest.

   Her tight breasts jiggled right in front of my face as she worked her
way up my body to my neck and shoulders and then my face.  My eyes looked
right into hers for a second but she quickly looked away.

   "My turn now." I told her when she finally stopped and put the cap back
on the bottle.  I slipped off the chair took the bottle from her hand and
gently pushed her down.  She didn't fight me but her muscles tensed up as I
rolled her over onto her front.

   I started at her feet and worked my way up her calves, to her thighs,
and then those two tight cheeks on either side of the thin string barely
covering her delicious ass.  I was a bit nervous as I massaged a cheek with
each hand but she never said anything.  By the time I started up her back I
could smell the familiar odor of feminine secretions.  The oil had dripped
down to cover the part of her suit between her legs, but I bet they would
still be wet anyway.

   As I worked up her back , and then her sides, my fingers couldn't help
but touch the sides of her breasts as they squished beneath her.  Then as I
reached the string holding on the bikini top I let them slide underneath
the string .  Still she was quiet.  Smiling to myself I finished her
shoulder blades and then her shoulders and the back of her neck.

   When I told her to roll over she quickly slid her body on the oil coated
chair until she was on her back.  I was a bit disappointed that her eyes
were tightly closed, but her small white teeth were gnawing away nervously
on her lower lip.

   As before I started at her feet and worked my way up her legs to her
thighs.  First I covered the outside in the oil then worked my way up the
inside.

   "Can you spread your legs a bit" I asked her as I gently shoved her
thighs apart.

   She let out a little gasp, closed her eyes even tighter but let them
open up to my touch.  As I worked my way up to just below that cotton
covered mound I grinned as I made out the swollen lips of her pussy and the
slight knob of a hard clit barely concealed beneath it.  I didn't touch her
there but worked my hands around it up the side of her groin and then to
her stomach.

   Her belly button was a puckered little kiss in the middle of her stomach
and I poured a generous amount of the oil right into it.  Squeezing the
sides of her stomach I squished it out and began to rub it in, paying close
attention to the sensitive area around her navel.  One of my girlfriend's,
Michelle, has an ultra-sensitive little bellybutton I called her 2nd clit
because of how it seemed to be connected right to her pussy, but I had come
to learn that almost all women had some connection between the two.  As I
rubbed the oil in I let my pinkie slip inside the little hole and wiggled
it around.  I felt a tremor through Lisa's abdomen in response.  Not
wanting to over stimulate her right now I worked my way higher up to her
ribs.

   Now was the hard part.  Stopping myself from just grabbing a tight, soft
globe in each hand and squeezing them.  Instead I lightly worked my fingers
over all the bare skin, coating it in a light sheen of oil.  It became even
harder to stop myself as I saw her nipples tighten and begin to stick out
in hard points from under the little triangles.  Somehow I managed my self
control and worked my away to her shoulders and then the soft arch of her
neck and throat.

   When I touched hr face , her eyes opened and looked right at mine, a
mixture of hope and fear passing from her to me.  I just smiled back at her
and coated her cheeks , nose and forehead in the protection.

   Finally I stood up, wiped my greasy hands on my suit and slipped the now
almost empty bottle back in my bag.  "All done."

   Lisa sat shakily up and whispered, "Y...yeah...a...all d..done."

   I grabbed her by the hands and helped her up, then up and up as I picked
her up by her hips, turned around and tossed her into the pool.  When she
resurfaced, sputtering and glaring at me I dived in beside her and came up
right behind her.

   Shifting the wet strands of hair from her neck I leaned forward and gave
her a kiss right there.

   "Now we're no longer even," I declared swimming away from her.

   She glared at me for another second , then started to laugh and began to
chase after me.

   For almost an hour we played kiss tag, but were careful not to kiss any
area that might be construed as too sexual.

   I was starting to get tired when I decided to end the game with a bang.
She was swimming away from me, not really trying not to be caught, so I
took a deep breath and dived down.  I came up right in front of her, pulled
her tightly to me and pressed my mouth to hers.

   She was startled but didn't fight me as I slid my hands done her back
and cupped a bare ass cheek in both hands.  Then I pushed my tongue out
between my lips, and through her own.  It took a moment before she reached
out and stared licking me back with her own, and by then we were just too
lost in each other to think any more.

   When we finally pulled apart, our breathing heavy, she smiled shyly at
me.  I slowly paddled us both over to the side of the pool and lifted her
out, then followed myself.

   "Maybe we should go somewhere more private?" I asked.  I wasn't going to
force her to do anything she didn't want to do, but I was really in the
mood for more than just a great French kiss.

   She gulped nervously, then shyly took my hand in hers and pulled me into
the house with her.  We ended up in her bedroom.

   I really have a love for girl's bedrooms.  They fell so comfortable, and
smell so nice.  My own bedroom at home is the usual pigsty with the smell
of sweat and unwashed clothes piled around on the floor.

   As we stood in front of the bed I kissed her once more and said, "We
don't have to do anything you don't want to do."

   "I...., I...", she stammered.  "I want to do....things."

   Taking that as a confirmation I reached behind her back and undid the
knot holding the top up.  I threw the little piece of cloth on the floor
and looked at the two firm, fleshy objects before me.  Bending my knees I
began to kiss one, then the other, then drew a hard nipple between by lips
and teeth and gently nippled at it.

   Lisa Let out a soft squeak as her knees gave out under her but I caught
her before she hit the floor and lowered her into a sitting position on the
side of the bed.  Dropping to my knees I continued my ministrations to
those beautiful lumps of flesh, kneading and kissing them.

   My mouth still glued to a breast I reached my hand down and grabbed a
side of the bottoms in each hand and slowly worked them down and off her
legs.  Dropping them on top of the other part of the suit, I worked wet
kisses downward to her belly button.  As I stabbed my tongue inside it Lisa
let out a gasp and fell back onto the bed.

   'So I found another one.' I said to myself as I continued to lick her
navel.

   Working my way even further downward I rubbed my face in the furry mound
of pubic hair between her legs.  The smell of girl in heat was very strong
there.  Then I grabbed ahold of the inside of her thighs and began to push
them wide apart.

   Lisa's head looked up at me before asking, "What are you....Ohhhhh! 
Ohhhhhh!"

   She lived up to her nickname as I licked the oily juice from the bottom
of her slit to the hard fleshy protrusion of her clitoris.  She was very
sweet, and the left over coconut taste of the sun tan oil made her even
tastier.  Concentrating on her clit I licked it around and round, teasing
it with my tongue, then nibbling it with my lips.

   "Ohhhhhh!" Lisa moaned deliriously.  "Don't stop.  Keep doing that."

   I thoroughly enjoyed obeying that command.  A continuos leak of sweet
tasting juice dripped out from between her legs and I licked up each drop
before it could roll down her ass and onto the nice clean bedspread. 
Leaving her clit for a moment I explored that opening into her interior,
licking on her fleshy lips and then pulling on them with my own.  Then
diving inward with my tongue I found....

   I pulled back.

   I looked up at Lisa.

   "Mona?" I asked.  "Are you a virgin?"

   This time her whole face and shoulders flushed scarlet as she looked up
at me and nodded her head.

   "Yes," she finally told me in a nervous squeak.  "Is that all right?"

   I just smiled at her and dived back into her pussy with a savage hunger.
10 seconds later she let out a high pitched scream and my face got sprayed
with her juice as her pussy squeezed and contracted around my tongue.  I
licked her clean and continued until the contractions stopped.

   Kissing my way up her body I pulled her face to mine and pushed my
tongue inside of her mouth, licking around inside, then sucking her tongue
back into mine.

   "You taste yummy at both ends." I declared after we separated for a much
needed breath.

   She pulled back and her face screwed up as she realized she'd been
tasting her own juices in my mouth.

   I laughed at her, reached down between her legs for a sticky dewdrop and
licked it off my finger tip.  Then going back for another I held it in
front of her mouth until she stuck out her tongue and sucked it inside.

   "I don't taste bad," she said laughing.  "Do I?"

   "Sweet as honey," I said kissing her again.

   Lisa nibbled nervously at her bottom lip before asking, "Are you
going..., are you going to..., you know?"

   I laughed.

   "What?  Stand on my head?  Recite a Shakespeare sonnet?  Swallow a
goldfish?" I asked teasing her.

   She hit me on the chest hard enough to get my attention .

   "You know!  Are we going to....", she asked then whispered the dreaded
last word, "....fuck?"

   I kissed her softly on her lips as I thought about that question myself.
I dearly wanted to drive myself into her and flood her with the seed that
had been building up since I first saw her yesterday, but I'd never touched
a virgin before.  I was unsure what to do.

   "I won't do anything you don't want me to.", I finally said leaving the
decision up to her.

   I was still wearing my damp bathing suit, my hard cock pushing out
against the fabric.  She reached down between my legs and began to stroke
me lightly through the cotton, almost afraid it was going to bite her at
any moment.

   I got up off the bed and stripped off the suit and dropped it on her own
two pieces of swimwear.

   "That'll make it a bit easier," I declared relieved from the strain.

   She stared at my erection like it was an alien monster then reached out
and touched it with a finger.  When it slightly jumped at her touch she
flinched back but I told her that that meant it liked her.  Giving a little
chuckle she reached out again and this time actually wrapped her hand and
it.

   I let a sigh of pleasure as she squeezed, stroked and kneaded it in her
soft hand, exploring it carefully.  When she reached under and gave my
balls a good squeeze it was my turn to jump and warn her that they could be
a bit more sensitive to manipulation then the actual penis.  She squeezed
them again, much softer this time and smiled as I let out a groan.

   "Do you want me to...", she whimpered up at me.  "You know,...what you
did to me?"

   "I won't force you to do anything you don't want to," I repeated.  "But
I would love for you do that."

   She smiled and leaned forward a bit, her face hovering right in front of
my cock.  Slowly she stuck her tongue out and touched the head, then not
finding anything unpleasant there, kissed it with her lips.

   "Lick it , and suck on it like its a popsicle, " I told her.

   Complying she started at the bottom of the head and gave it a long wet
stoke with her tongue., then smiled up at me again as I let out a pleased
groan and a shiver.  Then she stared licking everywhere at once, from the
base of my cock, all around it, my balls, up and down, side to side,... 
until finally she just sucked as much of me into her mouth as she could.

   "How was that?" she asked as she spit me out.

   My breathing had gotten a bit shallow and I had to take a deep breath
before answering, "Great.  Just great.  Please don't stop."

   She laughed and swallowed me into her mouth a again.

   "I think there's something leaking out of it," she announced as she
pulled her face off of me for a second time.  "Is that...,you know...sperm.
Did you have an orgasm?"

   "No, no not yet," I told her with a laugh.  "That's just a bit like the
stuff you leak out.  A kind of lubrication to make it easier to fuck. 
Sperm's a lot thicker and there'll be a lot more of it.  Trust me.  If you
keep sucking me like that you'll soon find out the difference."

   She swallowed me in her mouth again and began to bob her head up and
down, around and round, causing me shiver and groan in appreciation.  After
a minute of that I felt the familiar tightening of my balls telling me that
it was going to be real soon.

   "Mona, I'm about to cum," I told her in pants.  "If you don't want me to
cum in your mouth you better take me out right now."

   She wasn't sure what to do so spat me out and wrapped a hand around me.

   "That's it." I coached her.  "Just jerk on it with your hand and...."

   I let out a scream of triumph as I exploded, shooting streams of sperm
out at her as she continued to pull on me.  I looked down at her when the
final spasm was over and saw that her face and breasts were covered in long
strings of white cum, all connected together by sticky lines.  Her hand and
forearm were dripping with the last feeble shots as she stared confused at
the gooey mess in front of her.

   Eventually she stuck out her tongue and licked a bit off her hand.

   "It tastes..." she said.  "I don't know.  It's a bit salty but it
doesn't really taste like anything."

   Before I could comment on that she started to lick my cock clean, then
her hand and arm, and then scooping the slimy trails off her breasts and
face with her hand she licked it all up.

   "Next time I'll keep it in my mouth.," she declared.  "It won't be as
much of a mess like that."

   Laughing I pushed her back onto the bed, fell next to her and pushed my
mouth to hers, ours tongues wrestling together back and forth from one
mouth then the other.

   "You taste yummy at both ends too," she informed me laughing.

   "Anytime you want any more, ...of either end, just let me know," I told
her.  "You're a real natural at both ends.

   She laughed at that then became serious.  "Simple?  Simon?  Do you have
a girlfriend back home?  Does she do it too?"

   I thought about that for a few seconds then decided to tell her the
truth.  Wrapping an arm around her and pulling her across my chest she lay
her head on it and listened as I told her all about both Michelle and
Kathy, everything we'd done both together and separately, and everything we
meant to each other.

   Raising her eyes up to me she asked, "Will you tell them about me? 
Won't they be mad at you?"

   "I'll tell them everything.  Every little detail.  I'll tell them how I
met a beautiful old friend of mine,.  a girl just as lovely as they are,
and I'll tell them how we made each other happy." I told her.  "I don't
think they'll be mad.  I just hope they can find somebody this summer that
makes them just as happy."

   Lisa looked at me quietly before whispering, "Yes."

   "What?" I asked unsurely.

   "Yes.  I want you to fuck me."

   "Your sure?" I had to find out..  "This is what you want?"

   She wrapped her arms around me and pulled my head to hers in a
passionate kiss that left me no doubts.

   Letting her go I slid down so my head was again on the level of her
delectable pussy and licked her until she was nice and wet.  Then I slowly
slid one finger, then two into her, until their tips touched that thin
layer of internal skin that blocked the tunnel inside.  Twisting them and
pulling them in and out I began to masturbate her, my tongue flicking out
to caress her clit in the same pattern movement as my fingers.

   "Simon!" she screamed.  "I'm going to ..."

   Pushing my face down I sucked her clit into my mouth and tickled it with
my tongue.  As I felt the first tremor of her orgasm, she let out a
piercing scream..., and I shoved my fingers deeper inside, past and through
the sensitive membrane inside.

   The scream changed pitch as actual pain replaced part of it, but as I
kept licking and sucking she kept spasming around my trapped fingers, the
orgasm dulling and overriding any sense of pain.  Then slowly she began to
relax and her muscles released me.  Pulling out my fingers I looked at the
mixture of blood and pussy juice that coated them.  Deciding that anything
that came from Lisa couldn't be bad I shoved them in my mouth and licked
them clean.  Then leaning forward I quickly cleaned up the rest of the
mixed liquids that were still leaking out of her.

   After she was all cleaned up I pulled myself up her body and held her
tight to me, the hard points of her nipples digging into my chest.

   "I thought...I thought you were going to fuck me," she said sounding
disappointed.

   "I want to ...  and I am," I informed her.  "I just don't want your
first time to be painful.  I want you to completely enjoy the experience."

   "Then you're still going to fuck me?" she asked hopefully.

   "Yes, but not today.  Today I'm just going to hold you and let your
vagina recover a bit.  And not tomorrow.  Tomorrow I'm going to make love
to you for hours and hours until to both are so tired we can't move.  The
day after that I'll fuck you."

   "Oh?" she said a bit confused.  "Okay."

   I bent over slightly to kiss her.

   And that's how I spent my summer vacation.  My Mona Lisa came to love
sex in all its forms and not a day went by that long summer where we didn't
get together at least for a few hours.  It went by way to fast and we had a
very tearful and joyful farewell.  I gave her my phone number and address
and we kept in contact for a few years, then drifted apart.

   I only met her one more time, five years later, in another hot summer.
But that tale is for another time.

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