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Getting Even (MF)
by TheRant (therant@yahoo.com)
(c) Oct 1998 Final Archive Version
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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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