Bee Sting, Part 3
The next day was a rather busy one. I'd just gotten home from a game of tennis after quite a few errands, and was standing in my tennis togs looking through bills at my kitchen computer, when the doorbell rang. Damn. I hated these Jehovah's Witness people: just because I was feeling locquacious, and actually spoke to them a few months back, now they felt free to come by anytime. I really must put my foot down. Maybe if I just don't answer...
The doorbell rang again. Alright, fine, I'm going to tell them off this time. I opened the door, ready for confrontation -- and there was little Lissa. She had on her Catholic school uniform, and was smiling shyly.
At my somewhat fierce expression, she hesitated. "You said it was alright to -- "
"Of course it's alright, sweetie." I was immediately all smiles and welcome. "Come in, come in." I closed the door behind us. "I thought you were those Jehovah's Witnesses."
"My Mom told them, 'Don't even bother, we're all going to Hell anyway.'"
I lead her into the kitchen. "That's more like what I should've said. I shouldn't be so nice."
"But you are. You just can't help it."
I was taking the bills off the kitchen table. I looked back at her. "What a sweet thing to say. Thank you, Lissa."
She blushed, and looked around the room. "Well, it's just the truth." She spied a picture on a cabinet of Kaylee and I on vacation in Hawaii. "Wow, where's this?"
I stood behind her. "That is Hawaii. If only we could live there."
"You look awesome in that bathing suit."
I smiled. I was proud of my body, and that particular suit did show it off well. "Thank you again." I put my hands on her shoulders and kissed the top of her head. Her hair was soft, and so sweet-smelling. "You are just full of compliments today."
Lissa leaned back against me slightly, and looked back up at me. "I just say what I think." She looked back at the picture. "And I think you are very... sexy in this picture." She looked back at me impishly, and now blushing quite clearly, as if to say, 'yes, I said it, how about that?!'
To cover my confusion, I responded, very adult-like and suavely, "Sexy...hmm..." I made to study the picture. "Why, I believe you're right. I am rather sexy!" I did a Marilyn-Monroe pose, hands on hip and head, and sashayed across the kitchen, butt swaying-- and Lissa giggled. And copied the pose, pursing her lips, and sashaying. I clapped. "Now you're sexy, too!"
We both laughed, and Lissa looked at me, her cheeks looking almost rouged with feeling.
I tapped a finger to her nose. "So. You've come for your check-up?" She nodded. "Okay." I theatrically tapped a finger to my cheek, thinking. "Hmm. It's a good thing you found Dr. Graham in, or then what?"
She played along, the little lost girl. "I don't know."
"Well." I was beginning to feel the stirrings of lust; my insides were flipping, and Lissa looked positively edible in her little outfit.
"Well... why don't I just take a look right here?" I patted the kitchen table. You just lean over here, and we'll see what we can see? Okay?"
Lissa's eyes were big. "Um...okay."
"Here, I'll sit here," as I moved a chair back, "and you stand here right in front of me." She stood by the table and I turned her around so that she faced away from me. Then I sat on the chair right behind her. "Now lean over the table."
As she did, she murmured, "I see now."
"See? Easy-schmeesy. Now let's get this skirt out of the way," and I pulled the navy-blue school skirt up and over her back, revealing white panties with pink hearts all over them. "Oh, what pretty panties."
Lissa looked around at me. "They're my favorite. I put on my favorite panties with hearts for you."
"For me?" Adorable little hearts.
"'Cause I knew I was going to see you today for my...checkup."
"And you were right. What a nice surprise." On impulse I leaned in and kissed a heart on her pantied cheek. Her cheeks squeezed together with pleasure. "Okay." I lightly smacked the cheek. "Let's get these down." And I tucked my fingers under the waist and peeled the heart undies down, down to her smooth lower thighs. Her naked little bottom was so plump and smooth...
"Alright, now, I'm going to take a look. Ready?"
I put both hands on either cheek -- my long fingers almost covered her little bum -- and spread them apart. "Oh, honey, that is so much better. I can barely see the boo-boo anymore."
Lissa turned her head around. "But it still hurts pretty much."
"Does it?" I lightly touched a fingertip to her anus. It contracted slightly.
She nodded. "Uh-huh. I think, um, I think you should probably put medicine on again, like yesterday. 'Cause it really makes it feel a lot better."
I patted her bare cheek. "Okay... well. We could go downstairs again... but I think you'd probably be more comfortable on the big bed upstairs, don't you think?"
Lissa nodded, all business. "Yes."
"Alright. Well then, let's get these back on." I pulled her panties up and she stood, adjusting her skirt. "Follow me to my office." I started up the stairs, aware that as she followed, she couldn't help but watch my firm butt under my short tennis skirt.
When we entered my bedroom, I moved the linen chest from the foot of the king-sized bed. "Why don't you just sit on the edge here, and I'll find the medicine." I began rummaging through the drawers of my dresser. I looked back at her, and she smiled shyly. She looked so prim and proper in her school uniform. "You might want to take off that nice white blouse if you don't want to get it all wrinkled. And your shoes. You can leave your socks on."
She began unbuttoning her blouse while I searched the lower drawers. I loved that I had on my tennis outfit. The short-short skirt showed off my butt nicely, and I felt very turned on as I bent low to find the cream, my legs straight and my butt sticking out. In fact, there was a stand-up mirror in the corner by the dresser, and from my angle I could see little Lissa sitting on the edge of the bed and watching me intently, slowly unbuttoning, her pretty heart-shaped mouth open slightly.
Finally, I found the tube of stuff and turned around. Lissa had removed her blouse and sat half-naked, her little brown nipples stiff. Her knee-high white stockings were adorable.
"We should probably take your skirt off, too. Definitely don't want to get that all wrinkled, right?" She nodded, and stood up. I unbuttoned the skirt and brought it down her legs, and she daintily stepped out. I smoothed the skirt and laid it out on the dresser. Now she stood in just her panties and stockings. Just gorgeous.
"Oh, I can't get over how adorable your panties are!" She smiled, blushing. "But if we want to get that medicine on your bum, then off they go."
"Yep. Off they go." And she peeled her hearts panties down and stepped out of them.
As I took them, I noticed her red little pudendum. "Oh, you're very red there... did you get an allergic reaction, honey?"
She looked down at herself, then looked at me and blushed hugely. I mean, even her chest got pink. "Um...um," she stammered, "I think, yes, I think so. Yes."
I put her panties by the skirt and came to stand over her. "Sit on the bed, Lissa, honey, let me see." She sat, and I pulled the chest to sit in front of her. I gently moved her soft thighs open to see that, indeed, her whole vagina, lips and all, was quite sore-looking. "Hmm."
She spoke softly, and a bit fast. "I think it was from my bee sting, and, and, I think probably you should put medicine on there, too. Like you did on my bee sting, on my bottom. It would make it feel better. I think." I looked up from her red little puss to her face. Her eyes were wide and hopeful.
"Well. We want it to feel better." She nodded. "Okay. Hm. Well, I was going to have you lie down on your tummy like yesterday... but if we're going to work on your front, too..." I made my decision and pulled the chest closer. "Tell you what. You scoot your butt up to the very edge here." She did. "Now lie back and and raise your legs up. Good. Spread out here."
Lissa opened herself wide to me, her little hands held daintily close to her chest. Oh, my. Her dark eyes were wide and her cute little lips pursed as she watched me.
"Well. It certainly is red. Does it feel sore?" She nodded pitifully. Her bare little puss was indeed quite a deep shade of pink, and the area around it, too. I squeezed a healthy dollop of KY into my hand. "This might feel a little cold at first, honey, but it'll warm up."
She nodded, and in a tiny voice, said, "okay."
I scooped some KY from my palm with two fingers and gently applied the gel to her small red slit. Her belly muscles contracted. "Ooh. It IS cold."
"Sorry, sweetie. I'll rub it in a little. It should warm up." And I did, slowly drawing oily circles on her soft little cunt. So delicate! "Feeling a little better?"
She nodded, very serious. "And it's not so cold anymore."
"Good." We both watched my fingers slide up, down, and around her shining slit. It was very quiet -- the only sound was that of my fingers working the KY: a wet, sticky sound.
I noticed, too, that every so often as my slick fingers massaged her little cunt lips, that darling asshole would slightly open and close -- as if it, too, wanted to get in the game. I looked up from my ministrations at her face. She looked up, too. Her face was a bit flushed, as was her thin neck. Her mouth was open slightly, and she seemed to be breathing a bit faster.
I softly squeezed her pussy lips between my two fingers. "Should I put some of this on your bottom boo-boo too, do you think?" She nodded, and her little hands came up to pull her knees up and out a bit more. Lovely.
With the last two fingers of my pussy hand, I scooped the rest of the KY from my palm, then transferred that amount to my left index finger. I pressed my right palm onto Lissa's oiled pussy, then prepared to anoint her little bum hole. "Gonna be cold. Sorry!" And I touched my left finger to her anus.
"Yike!" she whispered, and her anus immediately closed to my touch. She made an apologetic face. "Cold."
I smiled at her. "Never had an ice-cream cone on your bummy?"
She grinned. "No!" Her grin was adorable because there was a gap on the right side of her two big front rabbit-teeth, and a little of her tongue stuck through.
"Not even a little, itty-bitty ice-cream cone?" I began making tiny circles with my finger around her tight asshole. I felt it begin to loosen.
Her grin loosened, too. "No..." Her legs widened slightly. "It's not so cold now."
"See?" And now I just continued -- larger circles and slides on Lissa's softening, slick pussy, and smaller, barely perceptible slow wiggles on and slightly in her relaxing anus. "Feeling better?"
Lissa nodded, and sighed, and laid her head back on the bed. She spoke softly to the ceiling. "It feels a LOT better. My tummy feels all... warm. And kind of tingly." She sighed again, then brought her head up to look at me. "I'm glad you're my doctor, Mrs. Graham." She grinned at me, then lay back again.
After a few minutes of quiet, sticky-sounding bliss, I began talking quietly, as if I were telling a story. The whole time, I massaged Lissa's little cunt and asshole: "It's funny...when I was a girl, if I had a really hard day... if school was hard, or my mother got angry at me, or my friend and I had an argument, or anything bad... I used to love going to my room and locking my door. Then I'd take off all my clothes, and jump into my bed and get under the covers. And then..." I paused.
Lissa's head came up again, her eyes expectant, and somewhat excited. "Then...what?"
I smiled at her. "Then... I'd do this," I looked down at my fingers, "to myself. And I always felt so much better." I continued massaging Lissa's pussy. It was quite loose now, and very lubricated. "I didn't have any...medicine, of course. But I didn't need any. Besides, I didn't have any allergy or bee sting, so it was easier. And I could do it all by myself."
Lissa was looking at me, her eyes wide. Then she plopped her head back on the bed.
I slid my fingers down her slit, sinking into the folds slightly. Lissa's slim hips rose, slightly.
Still lying back, she said, in a small voice: "Mrs. Graham?"
"Umm..." Then her head came up again. She looked at me, and seemed to come to a decision. "I didn't... umm...I didn't have an allergic reaction. Or anything."
"You mean...here?" I lightly tapped her pussy lips. "You didn't?"
She shook her head. Pause.
"Oh." My other finger very lightly pressed on Lissa's asshole, and slid in maybe a quarter inch. Her mouth opened slightly. "Well, what was it, do you think?"
"Umm..." Lissa watched my fingers, and swallowed.
I laid a palm on her puss. "Tell you what. How about we switch positions here, so I can work on you more efficiently, and you can tell me what you want to tell me. Okay?"
She seemed a bit startled, as if just awakened. "Okay." I took my hands away from her crotch. She still lay wide open to me, with just her white knee socks on, a bit unsure. Her holes glistened.
I stood up from the chest. "I think it would be best if I lay on the bed, and then you can lie by my side. So I can reach you more easily to put your medicine on. And we can talk together, too. What do you think?"
She had put her feet down, but, adorably, her legs were still wide open. She nodded vigorously. "Yeah, I think... I think that's a good idea."
I looked down at myself, at my tennis outfit. "Hmm... I don't want to get any of the medicine on my outfit... Should I take it off, do you think?"
I watched little Lissa sit up and open her mouth to take in a deep breath. Her eyes widened. "You mean...get naked?"
I smiled. "Well, I could, but no, I mean just take off the tennis outfit. I'd still be in my bra and panties."
"Oh." Lissa was so cute, trying to answer like an adult. She nodded. "Yeah, you don't want to get the medicine on your outfit."
"Right. Okay, unzip me, will you?" I sat down on the edge of the bed, and Lissa dutifully brought the zipper on my dress down. I stood again, and shuffled out of it, then peeled the tennis bottoms off. I threw both pieces in the hamper, then came to stand by the bed again, in just my silk bra and panties, socks and tennies.
Lissa smiled. "You're as pretty as a movie star!"
I laughed. "Thank you, sweetie!" I removed my tennies. "I should probably keep my socks on, since you have yours on!"
She nodded. "Yep. Probably."
My little naked girl (except for socks!) sat expectantly on one side of the bed. I lay down beside her. "Ahh, relief!" I made an exaggerated stretch. "Ahh!" Lissa was smiling down at me, awaiting instructions. "Right. Why don't you lie down over here," I patted my side, then helped her to lie down so that her little bum hole and pussy were in easy reach of my left hand, and her pretty head lay just near my left breast.
I licked my fingers, then slid my hand down her smooth, thin back to feel the wet warmth of her little holes again. Her little butt squeezed my hand.
"All good?" She nodded, then snuggled into my neck. "Good. Now you can tell me, if you want."
Lissa kissed my neck, a tiny little mouse kiss.
I stroked her lush dark hair. "Or not, if you don't want."
Her head came up. God, so close, she was beautiful. Really. Lips, button nose, eyes... "I do, I do want to tell you..."
My fingers stroked her warm, oily slit, every so often moving up to circle her little asshole. I felt her bottom rise up to help me. I felt the warmth of her pussy against my upper left hip. I kissed the tip of her cute nose, then lay back on my pillow. "What is it, honey?"
Her eyes were huge, luminous, and her breathing deeper. She spoke in a soft, conspiratorial whisper. "Well... after I came home yesterday, umm...I was thinking and thinking about when we were downstairs -- "
"In the basement..."
She nodded eagerly. "Yeah, yeah, in the basement, and you put the medicine on my... my bee sting..."
I felt my little darling moving her bottom slowly to the rhythm of my hand. "Uh-huh... and then you went home..."
She nodded, her eyes a bit unfocused, her breathing heavier. "Mm-hmm, I came home...and then, when I went to bed, I just started... just, rubbing my vagina. At first just over my jammies, but then it started to feel really really good, so I pulled my jammies down and... ooh, that felt good. Oh."
Lissa was looking into my eyes the whole time, and I watched her cheeks grow red. Even her nose was flushed. I felt her naked little pussy soften even more, become mushy with her wetness. I leaned up again and kissed her softly on her pouty, open lips. I whispered to her, "what were you thinking about when you were rubbing yourself?"
She smiled shyly. "Umm... I was thinking... about... mm... about me being naked on the bed, and you putting medicine on my, my bee sting -- "
"On your asshole."
Her eyes widened and her mouth opened with a smile. On my...ass hole." She grinned and giggled. "My Asshole." She giggled again. I felt it flutter her asshole.
"That's what you were thinking?"
She nodded. "Mm-hmm. And was thinking, too, of when you put your finger in."
It was my turn to open my eyes. "You were awake?"
She grinned, nodding. "Yep. It felt so good, all of a sudden my bottom wanted to just hold it in! But then I was scared you'd stop if you knew I was awake, so I pretended to still be asleep."
"You little scamp." I gave her a soft play slap on her bum. "But I'm glad it felt good."
"It felt really good. And when I thought about that, that's when I pulled my jammies down, and I just was rubbing and rubbing... ohh, yeah, like that!" For I had just sunk my thumb into her asshole, up to the first knuckle. "Mmmm, that feels bigger!" Her little bottom writhed around this new, exciting intrusion.
"That's my thumb this time."
I watched her squeeze her eyes shut, adjusting. I could feel her anal ring shudder, trying to relax around my thumb. My fingers slid along, and into, her slit. Soon she opened her eyes, and took a deep breath. She smiled, almost apologetic, then pressed her face against my bra.
"Hey sweetie?" Immediately her head came up. "Do me a favor, would you?" She nodded. "Just unhook my bra, okay?" She looked a little confused. I pointed with my right hand. "Right there, in the middle. You just unhook the clasp. See?"
She bit her lower lip and brought her little fingers to bear, unhooking the bra. She smiled, successful.
"Now just take the cups off my breasts. Like that, good." Oh, lovely. Free! My breasts were not huge, not tiny. Just right. Still somewhat perky, and somewhat pale against my tan. Lissa stared at them. "Can you just rub them, just... squeeze them all over like you were kneading dough to make bread. Ever do that?"
"Oh. Well, just squeeze 'em all up. I always do, but my hands are busy. Okay?"
She seemed awed. "Okay." And Lissa's little hands went to work, at first gently -- too gently. "Harder. Really squeeze them hard." Ahh, then she went at it with a passion, her little tongue between her teeth. And soon my nipples were hard, too.
"Ohhh, that is good, baby, that is so good." My other hand had begun to work equally hard on her cunt and asshole, and she made little squeaks and grunts as she worked. I was moaning a bit myself.
"Okay, Lissa, that's enough. Whew! Give me a kiss." She leaned up and kissed my lips. We stayed a bit longer than the first peck, then came away staring into each other's eyes.
She looked at my breasts. "They're so beautiful. And your nipples are so big!" And they were, too: very dark, rubbery, and long.
I smiled. "That's what happens to them when they're happy. And when I rub myself, I like to play with them." With my free hand, I pulled at a nipple, then let it bounce back.
She wriggled her hips against me. "You like to rub yourself, too??"
"Are you kidding? Of course I do, it feels Great!"
Lissa laughed. "It feels great! It does!" She pressed her bare, wet mound against my fingers, and squeezed her bottom together. "But not as great as when you do it to me..."
"Mm, good. I like making you feel good." I leaned up and kissed her on her lips, hard and long. When I came away she seemed dazed. "But you want to know a secret?" Lissa nodded, grinning in anticipation. "Well...after you left yesterday..."
Lissa's eyes were huge. She was inches from my face. "What? What happened?"
I smiled at her eagerness, and squeezed her bottom cheek. "You are adorable." I kissed her again. "Well... I lay down on that bed, and I took my shorts off... and I rubbed myself, too!"
Lissa almost hissed, "You did??!"
I nodded. "I sure did." I bent my right knee to move my legs more apart, and placed my hand on my pantied crotch. "And first I rubbed through my panties, like this..." I began languidly circling with my hand. "Like you through your jammies..."
Lissa watched, rapt, as I fondled myself. I slowly rolled my hips as I stroked, moving her as well, as she moved her own slim hips. I was so wet! "Mmm, it feels good, doesn't it?"
Lissa's head lolled against me, and she nodded. Her mouth brushed my breast. I felt her bottom squeeze together, and she heaved a big, shaky sigh. "It feels so good... ohh, it feels so good..."
She was now pretty much humping my hand, every so often raising her hips to allow deeper access, spreading her thighs -- then squeezing her thighs shut, rubbing them together against my fingers... And I myself was quite vigorously massaging the silk against my soaking puss.
"Honey?" Lissa raised her head to look into my eyes. Her own were getting rather heavy-lidded, and her face was flushed. "See how excited my nipples are?" She looked at them and nodded. "Want to make them feel even better?"
Her mouth was partially open and she was very softly panting. She just nodded.
"Put it in your mouth, and just suck on it like a little baby. Okay?"
She bit her lower lip and smiled. "Okay." She looked again at the dark, distended nipple -- and my pretty little darling leaned down and gently, hesitantly, opened her mouth and, with just her little bee-stung lips, began sucking. The feeling was just... amazing. And the sight... I tucked my hand under my waistband and went at my pussy with a passion now.
And as she sucked, Lissa made little mewling, moaning sounds, and her hips started bucking. Her sucking became more intense, and sloppy, as her lips came away to sigh, and call out.
I, too, was moaning, and my fingers dug deeply into my hungry cunt, squeezing my pussy lips between my fingers, and madly rubbing my clit. And as Lissa came, bucking and crying, she bit down on my nipple. The pain shot through me just as I came as well, and I whispered her name through my teeth...
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