confessed.
Lisa was getting it pretty good, too! The virgin interior of her tight twat was full of nerve-endings that had never known stimulation before, and now her young crotch was being filled with totally new sexual sensations.
'My cunt feels real good too!' she sighed. 'I've never been touched up in there before, and it's really great! It tickles real hard, clear up into my tummy!'
Lisa's remark inspired Paul to try to go deeper, so he pushed a little harder. He could feel the tip of his cock sliding through folds of skin that had never before known the sensation of touch.
They both gasped and jerked with pleasure, Paul because this virgin territory was so tight on the knob of his prick it almost squeezed his come right out of him, and Lisa because still another new area of pleasure flesh was being awakened, stimulated, made to feel sensations.
'Ooohh, oohh, oh, Paul, Paul!' The little girl sobbed with passion. 'Oh, Paul, you fuck me so deep? Oh, I live to be fucked! I'm so glad you're fucking me, Paul!'
'I'm glad I'm fucking you, too, baby!' Paul sighed.
Paul clamped down hard with his ass-hole muscles, holding back his orgasm, and started gently moving his throbbing cock in and out of Lisa's tight box. After six or eight strokes, he had to stop to relax to keep from coming. Then he would clamp down and stroke again. In this agonizing delightful manner, he slowly fucked Lisa to the brink of orgasm.
Everything felt so good to Lisa, she hardly knew when she started coming. It just kept getting better and better. Her little pussy was now completely relaxed and totally aroused, and every new stroke of her lover's cock gave her a new convulsive thrill.
'Oh, fuck me! Fuck me! I love to be fucked! Keep fucking me!' the child babbled in her pleasure. 'Oh, fuck me, fuck my little cunt! Please don't stop fucking me!'
Relaxed and aroused, her little pussy was feeling sensations so intense she would never have thought them possible! Spasms of joy rippled clear up her belly every time his cock filled her to the hilt, and on the outstroke her little clit got stimulated by his sliding shaft!
'Ooohhh, shit, I love to be fucked!' the pretty little blond girl sobbed in her passion. 'Fuck me, fuck, fuck, fuck my cunt!'
She wrapped her slim arms around his neck and grasped his plunging ass in her slender legs, clinging to him and moaning in his ear as he fucked her beyond the point of no return for both of them.
When Lisa's pleasures finally reached the point of orgasm, a tremendous convulsion ran through her little cunt, and that was the final straw that forced Paul to let go. His crotch lurched, tightened, and contracted.
With the contraction, all his defenses melted, and his semen started pouring out of him.
'I'm coming in you, Lisa!' he announced. His quivering testicles shuddered with alternating contractions and relaxations, his cock jerked with unspeakable pleasure, and his prostate between his cock and balls had a convulsion all its own.
'I'm coming up your little cunt' he told her.
His swollen cook jerked with spasms of its own as the thick jism poured from the twitching piss-slit. The knots of tension in his belly dissolved in a warm rush of pleasure, and the release flooded through his groin, opening his cock like a faucet until the came poured out of him like milky piss.
'My hard cock's pouring semen up your cunt!' he informed Lisa.
But she already knew that. His jerking cock make her feel really good, and she was totally prepared for the onslaught of come. She gasped when it started squirting into her, but then she discovered that the hot liquid jets actually increased her pleasure, and she reached the ultimate climax of her orgasm, the highest peak of her short sexual history, while Paul was pumping his liquid pleasure into her virginal cunt.
'Come in me! Come in my cunt!Fuck me! Come in me!' she shrieked.
Paul couldn't have stopped if he'd wanted to. His animal body had taken control, and his hips refused to stop humping until the last drop of jism had been drained into Lisa's squirming body.
They clung to each other, welded together by their passionate pleasure, their sex organs locked in the same ecstatic vibration. Their climaxing bodies danced in uncontrollable ecstasy, coming together until their mutual orgasm drained them both of every available ounce of animal energy.
Panting for breath, muscles turning to jelly, they collapsed into the mattress exhausted, his cock still within her, her legs still entwined with his. They held and patted each other as they slowly brought their breathing back to normal.
They lay like that for a long time without speaking, until Paul's cock began to shrink, and he pulled it gently out of her drying cunt. He took her in his arms and she snuggled next to him, purring like a tiny blond kitten.
Their minds drifted happily in that mildly hypnotic state that follows a truly cosmic orgasm. Paul knew this day would remain fresh in his memory for the rest of his life.
Lisa turned finally and stretched her lovely limbs. 'I really liked that a lot, Paul!' she purred. 'It really felt good! I'm really glad we did it!'
'Me too, baby!' Paul chuckled.
'I've been fucked!' the child said reverently. 'Paul, you came up inside me and everything! Didn't you?'
'I sure did, baby! Didn't you feel me?'
'I though so! But I was comin' so hard right then. Paul, we came together, didn't we?'
'That's right, baby!'
She remained silent for a while. 'I guess I was pretty good then, huh?' she asked.
'Oh, baby! You were great!' Paul said sincerely. 'You were the best piece of ass of my life!'
Lisa giggled. 'You can fuck me once more tomorrow, before I go!'
Paul's eyes snapped open, and he looked at the lovely little nymphet with her blond head snuggled into his shoulder.
Tomorrow! His eyes trailed down her long legs, stretched now in relaxation, pausing to gaze on the little curly blond nest where her creamy thighs came together. One more day! Only one more day, to remember for the rest of his life!
Chapter 9
Paul could detect a change in Lisa the next morning from the minute she walked out her father's door. It wasn't just what she was wearing, although that was different. Today she had on a little pink suit, linen perhaps, over a lacy white blouse. The skirt was short, mid-thigh or above.
She took a step, and something in her posture made Paul look to her feet, Yes, she was wearing little pumps, with tiny high heels. And her legs-she was wearing stockings, pantyhose probably.
Her hair was washed and brushed, and it shined like gold over the shoulders of the pink linen jacket.
But it wasn't just the clothing-the suit, the stockings, the high heels. It was something in the way she carried her body. It was a body that understood itself better, and it didn't try to hide it.
When she stopped to glance in the pool, Lisa bent from the waist, her hands on her knees. The pink linen skirt didn't quite go up as far as her panties when she bent over, but Paul could see where her pantyhose changed color, and his cock bulged in his robe.
Paul was suddenly conscious of the dryness in his mouth, and of the stubble on his unshaven cheeks. He stepped quickly into the bathroom and splashed after-shave on the stubble. He got back just in time to open the door for her.
'What a lovely outfit!' Paul said.
'Thank you! Daddy bought it for me to wear home on the plane! Do you really like it?'
She twirled a-round the room for him, making vague imitations of the movements of fashion models. Paul was delighted, and the new sophistication he had sensed in her in the courtyard melted back into the child who blushed when she heard dirty words.
But there was something decidedly womanly about her, too. When they moved into the bedroom, she asked for a hanger and carefully hung up her new jacket and skirt. Paul watched her ass wiggle-she was wearing pink bikini panties under the hose and thought how mature it looked in grownup lingerie.
