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Warning: The following file contains adult material.
If you are offended by such material, or if you are
underage, or if it is illegal for to have such material
discontinue file access immediately. The events
and characters depicted in this material are fiction.
Any parallels to people living or dead is purely
coincidental.
I did not write this. This is a story I have greatly
appreciated. I hope you do too. -Jonboy
The Adventures Of Lisa Chapter 30
"You, muther fucker, get the fuck out of here," the hand holding her seat
mates neck hoisted him and rolled him over the seat back forward, tumbling him
to the aisle. He stumbled to his feet and rapidly left the theater, as Lisa's
legs were pulled by the men in the seats on each side of her, spreading her
legs wide.
"Do you want to make a wish Charlie?" The man still holding her breast too
tightly asked the other. "We can split her like a turkey bone."
Charlie laughed, pulling at her thigh, sliding his fingers to tangle into
the soft hair of her cunt.
"Yeah muther fucker, I'll make a wish, I wish I had her in Oakland at the
clubhouse. I'd show her how cunt is supposed to be eaten."
"Stand up sweetheart. Charlie's going to get his wish. You walk nice and
quiet or I'll twist your tit off and cram it down your throat, you hear?"
Lisa was surrounded and guided to the door at the left of the screen, down
the balcony steps one by one, and then to the door. They pulled her roughly,
the pain in her breast causing her lips to thin. Charlie kept up a low whisper
as they walked, telling her that he was going to really hurt her if she made a
sound. Lisa was deathly quiet as she walked.
They passed through the exit door into the dark parking lot at the rear of
the theater, where Lisa could see their motor cycles parked. Charlie asked the
thug holding her tit, whose bike Lisa would ride.
"She rides Big Eddie's bike, right sweetheart. Wouldn't you just love to ride
with me?" The leader twisted her tit. "I'll ride with you if you'll
just quit hurting my breast. If you don't let go of me, I'll scream rape,"
Lisa's voice hissed at him.
Big Eddie's hand moved so fast that Lisa didn't see it. He punched three
fingers hard into her abdomen, taking her breath away, she couldn't breath,
couldn't speak, and her lungs labored to get air, as Big Eddie swung one leg
over his bike. He pulled her roughly onto the seat behind him. "Put your arms
around me, hold on and shut up. If you so much as make a peep, or even look
funny, I'll stick my whole fist in your gut. If you think three fingers was
bad, wait until you feel my hard fist in your belly. Now hang on.
He started the bike, the others following, and the bunch rode out onto the
street, making a u-turn, scooting across traffic which braked to a stop before
the onslaught of the bikers. Lisa clung to Big Eddie, shoving her purse into
her lap and holding it with her body against his. Her dress flowed over her
legs and hips, exposing her bare ass and thighs. Lisa tried to use one hand t
hold it down, but she decided it was better to have a bare ass waving in the
breeze than to have a skin full of concrete.
Up Alameda street to Highway 17 and north to Oakland. Lisa clinging to Big
Eddie's waist, her hands clasped in front, feeling the heavy slab of muscle
that was his belly move and twist, as he rode the bike at seventy five or
eighty down the well lit highway. The group wove in and out of traffic, passing
cars left, right and on the shoulder. His belly muscles were like iron bands,
shifting under her clasped hands. Her legs flashed bare in wind, the skirt
bunched high around her thighs popping in the air.
Lisa pressed the side of her face against Big Eddie's back and that helped
to keep her hair from blowing in her eyes.
It was a long ride, up through east Oakland to the foothills and into a
canyon with an wrought iron gate. One of the bikers unlocked and opened the
gate, and the rest roared through, to pull up after several sharp turns onto a
circular driveway in front of a big two story rambling house of redwood and
glass.
"Come on, cunt. Let's go," Eddie grabbed her shoulder and roughly thrust her
toward the front door. Lisa tried to walk with an air of superiority, but Big
Eddie planted his booted foot in her swinging ass with a kick, knocking her to
the ground.
"When I say, Let's go. I mean you better run, slut," Eddie pulled her to her
feet and pushed her to the door. Lisa ran the short distance to the door,
twisted the handle and entered.
The interior was beautiful, soft two tone brown and orange carpet spreading
from wall to wall, furniture built into a play pen, soft couches centered
around a polished wood table, big brass highly polished lamps around the room,
and at the end of the room, a pool.
Books lined one wall, some leather bound with gilt lettering. Lisa started
to examine the books when Eddie pointed to a door.
"Beer."
Lisa went immediately to and through the door. A big kitchen, copper pots
hung from the ceiling around a butcher block cooking table that was huge. The
sink was made of copper and gleamed. The dish washer, stove and refrigerator
were all of polished copper and beautiful. She opened one of the two
refrigerators and saw it well stocked with food, but no beer.
The other had nothing but beer, stacked from bottom to top, every brand she
had heard of and some she hadn't. Lisa took two Miller's and scampered back to
the big living room. "What the fuck's this. Two beers? You think
you and I are gonna drink beer, slut?
"Now get your ass moving and get us all some beers," he waved at the other
bikers lounging in the room. Lisa quickly counted eleven, and headed to the
kitchen. Finding a swedish steel tray, she loaded it with nine beer bottles and
trotted back, careful not to let the bottles fall off the tray. She served the
grabbing hands the beer, trying to fend off the grabs at her legs. One bald
biker ran his hand up her thigh until his thumb was nestled in her cunt
wiggling in the wetness. She pulled away and served until the tray was empty.
Eddie held the cold frosty bottle to his mouth and drained half, then one
more swallow and the other half. "Beer."
Lisa ran to the refrigerator, piled beer bottles on the tray and ran back.
Three more trips to the thirsty bikers until the drinking slowed. When Lisa
returned to the kitchen, she tested the back door and found it locked with a
dead bolt lock, a key was required to open it from the inside. No escape that
way, and how was she going to get home from way out here in the foothills,
anyway.
Back in the living room, Eddie yelled at her.
"Hey slut. Get your fuck'en ass out here."
Lisa grabbed a tray full of beer and quickly went through the doorway to the
other room. Eddie had her purse in his hands and was looking at the contents of
her wallet.
"Lisa Anne Williams, is that your name, slut?" Lisa nodded watching him
looking at her drivers license. Big Eddie took her license from the window in
her wallet, putting it in his shirt pocket. Not a problem, Lisa thought, I can
always report it lost and get another replacement.
"I know your name slut, and I know where you live. If you give us any
trouble, I'll come around some dark night or send some of my friends, and pay
you a visit. You understand me, slut?"
Lisa nodded yes.
"Good. Now we understand each other. You like Bikers, don't you slut," Eddie
looked at Lisa with a grin.
"I don't know any bikers, I don't know you, and I don't like to be called
Slut. My name's Lisa," she said showing just a little spirit, not sure how
Eddie would react, but she wasn't a maid and she didn't feel she should have to
get beer and run their errands.
"We know what you like. You like to have your cunt eaten in movies by
strange men, don't you Slut?" Eddie's head nodded as he agreed with himself.
Lisa was silent, wishing she had gone to Chicago, or stayed home or was
anywhere but here with these crazy motorcycle bums.
Hey, Rat Fucker. Get over here," a biker ambled over to Big Eddie and stood
scratching his balls through his Levi's. "Rat Fucker, you stink. I
smelled you at the movie and I can smell you now. You get in the pool and
wash off the stink and I'll let you eat the slut's cunt out."
The biker called Rat Fucker protested that he hadn't had time to shower
tonight and he had been working on his bike all day, but Eddie yelled him down.
"Get in the water, Rat Fucker, like I told you!" Rat Fucker took a fast walk
to the pool, pulling off his shirt as he ambled to the water. He sat on the
edge, pulling off his boots and socks, then peeled his tight Levi over his
hips. Naked he fell into the pool with a big splash.
"Go upstairs and comb your hair. Then take off your dress. I want to see you
coming down those stairs naked in less than five minutes. Do you understand me,
Slut?"
Lisa nodded and started for the stairway.
"Slut Come back here, and listen to me. If you do what you're told, I won't
hurt you, and I'll make sure no one else hurts you. Also, I won't visit you
some dark night. If you keep your cool, you won't regret it. One more thing,
when you get to the top of the stairs, I want to see some of your sweet ass.
Understand?"
Big Eddie looked hard at Lisa to see if she understood him, then nodded to
the stairs.
Lisa fled up the stairs and stopped at the landing at the top, looking back
over her shoulder, saw Big Eddie and the bikers watching her. She took the
sides of her dress in her hands, and flipped it up over her wiggling ass. Then
smiling over her shoulder, fled from the landing, looking into the doors for a
bathroom or bedroom.
The upper floor was six bedrooms, all with a bath attached, each beautifully
and tastefully furnished. Lisa returned to the second from the top of the
stairs, a room with mirrors as walls, and looking up, a mirror covering the
whole ceiling. A bed, custom built larger than king sized, held center stage.
Lisa wished she had the video camera and an orgy to film on this bed.
She pulled her dress over her head, and took her purse to the bathroom. She
ran the brush through her blonde hair until it was placed in soft waves, then
the comb to style it. Leaving her shoes on, she paused in front of the mirror,
sucking flat stomach even flatter, looking at her curved ass and pointed
globular titties. She looked great and knew she looked great.
The luscious blonde knew she wasn't in any kind of trouble. She could focus
her power on any of the bikers any time she wanted. If they gave her any big
problems, she'd have them sucking each other's cocks! She'd have them doing
what she wanted in just a matter of seconds. She decided to let the adventure
flow, as long as it didn't result in any harm to her.
Also, the thought of having sex with a bunch of rough motor cycle riders was
beginning to sexually excite her. Lisa found a washcloth, dampening
it under warm water, washed her crotch, polishing her pussy lips with he wet
cloth. She got the brush and fluffed up her pussy hair, then dove into her
purse and clutched lipstick brush and small makeup box, feverishly highlighting
her features and coating her lips. as she twisted the gold lipstick holder,
watching the red slick greasy lipstick protrude, Lisa giggled to herself. It
look so like Dumdum's cock slithering from his hairy sheath. Lipstick was so
sensuous.
Dropping everything on the counter, running to the top of the stairs, Lisa
took a deep breath and turned the corner, ready to start down. Less than five
minutes elapsed time. She stood at the top of the stairs, posing
while the room fell slowly silent, the conversation dying, then step by slow
step she descended the stairs, her full globular breasts quivering with each
step. She was pleased at her sculpting of her tits, feeling them sway and
quiver with each step down. Each step jarred her body, causing her breasts to
bob down, then rebound.
She was pleased with her nipples. She'd even corrected that stupid inverted
nipple. Lisa was getting excited with the feeling of her breasts shifting on
her rib cage, and seeing the bikers below staring up the steps at her.
"It's about time you got back. Now you look good enough to eat. You don't
look like a slut anymore, you look like a hot to trot filly. Now Filly, get
your sweet ass over in the pool and let Rat Fucker suck your cunt until I tell
you to come back."
Lisa walked slowly through the bikers lounging on the floor and couch. None
touched her and she imagined Big Eddie had put out instructions while she was
upstairs.
The pool had lights on under the water, a orange tile bottom and black
chrome fittings around the edges. About ten by fifteen, it was a small pool.
She walked to the edge noticing the pool looked to be the same depth all over,
since Rat Fucker stood naked in the center, the water just higher than his
waist.
The End of part 30, coninuing in part 31...
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Subject: The Adventures of Lisa 31
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underage, or if it is illegal for to have such material
discontinue file access immediately. The events
and characters depicted in this material are fiction.
Any parallels to people living or dead is purely
coincidental.
I did not write this. This is a story I have greatly
appreciated. I hope you do too. -Jonboy
The Adventures Of Lisa Chapter 31
She looked at the man called Rat Fucker, standing waist deep in the
sparkling water, her eyebrows lifted as she turned her torso partly to the
side. Her breasts in profile her hips full facing him, and smiled.
The water surged as he moved to the side of the pool to stand looking up at
her, his eyes traveled from her eyes to her tits, then slowly down her body to
stop at the soft curly blonde hair of her sex.
"Do you like what you see?"
Lisa moved her upper body slightly to set her tits quivering. Any slight
movement of her torso always started her firm breasts quivering and shaking
like the proverbial bowls of jelly. Each bobbling breast moving slightly on her
rib cage, each to it's own rhythm, each with a life of it's own, shifting and
quaking with small tremors of movement. The sexy blonde
knew well what a pair of firm breasts moving on a female chest did for the
male, and liked to have her tits stared at. Any slight movement caused her
breasts to quiver sensuously, and Lisa had learned the quick shifted movements
to make her breasts shake without appearing to have caused the shaking. Small
shifts in her body could cause her tits to continue to quiver deliciously all
during conversation, and the sensuous blonde did enjoy getting her men all
sexed up.
"Get in the water with me and I'll show you what I like." "Before I get
in the water, tell me what you like. If I like it, I may get in the water
with you. If I don't like it then you can go fuck yourself!"
Lisa cocked her head, looking with provocation at the skinny biker.
"I like cunt!" Rat Fucker announced.
"Hells bells, every man likes cunt, even some ladies like cunt. Sometimes
even I like cunt, that's not what I mean when I say to tell me what you like."
Rat Fucker looked up at the spectacular blonde standing at the side of the
pool, hip shot to the side, her leg cocked, hands in fists on her swelling
hips. She really was spectacular! He had never seen anything so lovely.
She looked down at him with those icy blue eyes, her mouth slightly parted,
staring at him down that long thin nose. Her full lower lip shining in the
light, her natural toned skin filled with high lights from the illumination in
the room, and she was quite obviously not even a little bit afraid of him.
Lisa's echo chamber was working overtime on the little biker. "She's really
something, that lady. She looks like the winner and the second runner up both
together in the Miss America contest. Just the way she stands there, so damn
sexy, offering her body to be fucked, turns me horny."
"I think I'll just be nice to her and run my tongue up her cunt about seven
inches, lick out all the goodies until she starts screaming for joy, and then
I'll really start cunt lapping her to death. Before I get done with her, I'll
have her begging me to stop licking her pussy. Then maybe I'll let her suck on
my cock a little bit, just until it comes about four gallons of cum should make
her tonsils slippery enough to wipe that aristocratic smile off her pretty
face."
His mind filled with the thoughts projected into his brain by her power, the
skinny biker smiled.
"Well, I do like to suck pussy! Do you like to have your pussy sucked and
tongue fucked?"
"You bet your ass I like to get sucked and tongue fucked!" Lisa moved one
step closer to the rim.
"Are you the one who's going to do the sucking and tongue fucking?"
Her eyebrows raised as she smiled at him.
"You just get that sweet ass over here into the pool, and I'll give you the
sweetest pussy eating that you've ever had." Lisa giggled down at the biker,
"If you really can eat pussy, and are good at it, then I'll suck your cock
until you haven't any cock left!"
The biker called Rat Fucker laughed at her, "Just move your body down here
into the water, and I'll show you how long I can hold my breath eating pussy."
"You don't have to hold your breath! Any really good pussy eater learns how
to breathe through his nose!"
Lisa stepped over the raised rim of the pool to the steps and lowered
herself to the water, surprised to find the pool was not a pool, but a hot tub.
The water rose over her hips until her foot touched the bottom and she stood
face to face with the Rat Fucker, water up to the curved under sides of her
breasts. When the swirls in the water died, she looked at his body, hard and
lean, muscular and supple he stood and looked at her breasts. His frankly
erotic stare at her full round titties brought a flush of warmth to Lisa's
groin. She began looking at his body. Dark wet brown hair, a pleasant but hard
thin face with large ears, long arms with cords of wiry muscles, chest with
hair in the center and around his nipples, tapering waist and flat belly.
His groin shimmered under the water, cock bobbing and dancing with the
movement of the water, semi erect moving like a snake under water.
Rat Fucker took the two slow steps, water swirling around their bodies,
moving until his chest touched only the points of her full bobbing titties. The
soft contact just at the nipples, felt sensual to Lisa and as they stood
motionless, the water moved her breasts in many rhythmic movements causing her
nipples to caress the hair on his chest just above his abdomen. The continued
tiny motions spiked her nipples. The blood warm water swirled between her legs,
parting and caressing the soft hair on her groin. Lisa put her hands on Rat
Fucker's hips holding herself steady, then around to touch the muscular globes
of his ass, fingers traveled down the deep clefted opening between the cheeks
to the backs of his thighs.
She slid her palms over his slim hips and lower thighs, to cup his testicles
in her searching fingers. Hairy and floating in the warm water, they moved
within her feather light touch, the skin covering the chestnut sized inner
glands storing his sperm.
Her fingers still moving, felt the base of his cock, surprised at the
diameter of his shaft. Now Lisa knew where the nickname Rat Fucker came from.
His cock was thin, very thin, almost like a young teenaged prick. Lisa's
forefinger and thumb met easily around the root of his dick.
Her fingers moved the length and found that she had enough cock for two good
hands with his cock head left over. He had a long but thin stirring stick, Lisa
thought as she explored the glans and foreskin. His glans swelled at her touch
like the hood of a cobra, the cleft at the bottom like the feel of a plum,
packed with sweet juice. The rim at the base of the head of his dick swelled
even further as she tickled his balls with one hand and milked his shaft with
the other. She saw whitish fluid drifting in the water from the tip of his dick
when she began to milk his cock with firm jacking movements.
Rat Fucker's hands lifted to cup her firm breasts, kneading and squeezing
the offered globes, feeling the shifting tissue move under his pressure, then
sliding under her arms, lifted her to the edge of the pool. Lisa sat at the
edge, her legs parted as Rat Fucker's cheek slid over her thighs opening them
wider for his face to press against her cunt. His tongue was as long and thin
as his dick. Slithering up into the ragged lipped opening, his tongue flicked
and flipped the hidden clitoris, then darted snakelike deeper to the hidden
recession of her hot cunt. Lisa lay
back onto her elbows, watching the head bobbing and lip slurping pussy
eating biker lapping out her pussy. Turned on by the hot slippery tongue in her
cunt, Lisa's ass began to move in small circles, rotating her hot wet cunt
against his sucking mouth. She felt the tension gathering as her muscles
tightened, and the first orgasm fired her lithe body. Feeling the contractions
of her cunt, Rat Fucker sought and found the rubbery lump of her clitoris. His
distended tongue nudging the fleshy bump, moving it from side to side,
flickering over the rim and down to the valley below.
Lisa took his ears like reins, pulling him to her cunt, guiding his sucking
mouth around between her spread thighs, her cunt contracting and spasming,
milking the hot probing tongue, until she felt her cunt contract in an intense
orgasm, squirting her musky liquid out her opening to splatter his face. Her
legs beat his back as she came again and again against his flickering tongue
and sucking lips, until sexually exhausted momentarily, she dropped her head
back down and released his ears.
Rat Fucker licked the rim of her cunt lightly, smoothing the soft hairy
opening, then withdrew and rinsed his face in the warm water, still standing
with his hand on her curved warm thigh.
"Rat Fucker. You are one great pussy eater. I could feel you're tongue clear
up to my tonsils. How would you like to have your cock sucked?"
Rat Fucker was up and out of the pool like a seal, sitting on the edge with
his cock erect. Lisa slipped into the pool and found there was a ledge for
sitting in the hot tub, just the right height for her feet. Standing on the
seat her head level with his groin, she bent to take his dick in her hands. She
examined his skinny dick closely. The size of the small shaft made the head of
his cock appear larger than it was, however the plum sized glans did have a
larger than normal flare. His long skinny prick pulsed in her hand as she
examined the slitted opening, noting the honey ooze slickly from the tip. Her
tongue licked the honey, rolling it around inside her mouth to savor the
flavor, Lisa pursed her lips and sticking just the tip of the head of his dick
to her lips, started sucking his cock like a soda straw, drawing out more of
the sticky seminal fluid.
Slowly jacking and milking his cock, she let her lips slide down over the
flare and capture the neck of his dick. Her tongue slowly rotating around the
plum collared head of his cock, laving the smooth surface and tasting the cleft
and slitted hole. Lisa tested him, using more suction, and felt his hips rise
to her mouth. Closing her jaws slightly, she pressured his cock harder, feeling
his thighs open and muscles quiver.
Lisa knew from her tentative touches, that he liked his cock sucked roughly,
and she squeezed harder at the shaft and pulled like she was trying to separate
his dick from his balls. Her head bobbing, teeth scraping the skin of his
shaft, Lisa began trying to bend his hard shaft as she jacked his prick. Her
rough movements on his cock brought his hips shooting forward and his hands
clutching her head as he began to hunch her mouth with his cock, driving it
deeper into her lips, until her chin banged on his well filled testicles.
"Suck it honey. Suck the juice right out of me while I fuck your face." His
talking excited Lisa to more roughness, her teeth closing on his shaft while
she grabbed his ass and pulled him to her sucking mouth. His cock head slid
down her throat, the flare blocking the opening. Lisa began to breath deeply
through her nose and with his glans stuck in her throat, swallowed. The
sensation of her Adam's apple caressing his glans swelled his testicles and
brought them from the warm tile to cling to the base of his dick. Lisa bobbed
her head rapidly, feeling for his asshole with one probing finger, and finding
the brown hole, roughly shoved her finger up his ass to the palm.
Rat Fucker squirmed as her finger went to the hilt up his asshole, then
starting fucking her wet saliva dripping mouth with more force, driving his
dick from lips to palate with each hard stroke. Lisa could taste the honey
streaming from his prick, and sucked hungrily at his juices. He held her head
roughly pulling her onto his dong as he fucked, Lisa twisting his gonads. She
felt his cock swell and grabbed it tighter, squeezing the thick channel at the
bottom of his shaft with her strong fingers and milking it to her lips. She
felt the juices start to leave his balls as he thrust deep into her throat and
held his cock still, deep within her mouth. As she felt the hot sperm rising in
his cock, she clamped down on the thick channel, holding his sperm from
ejaculating, and pulled her head back until only the end of his dick was in her
mouth. Sucking madly, she released the tight hold preventing the sperm from
traveling up and out of his shaft.
His released sperm shot from his cock like water from a garden hose, thick
oily globs of white sperm. hot from the heat of his balls splattered into her
sucking lips, filling the hotness of her mouth. Lisa swallowed the musty salt
tasting liquid trying to keep up with the flow, but his balls continued pumping
the juice overflowing her mouth, to leak from the corners of her lips and drip
down her chin. His spurts slowed then one last glob of cum sprayed out to have
Lisa eagerly suck and swallow it. She pulled his cock free from her lips and
licked the clinging white semen in strings from his skinny purple headed dick.
She clamped her fingers again around the shaft of his prick and looking at
the tip, squeezed and milked out the juice remaining in the shaft. As each drop
left the hole her pink tongue darted to capture and swallow the almost clear
juicy cum. His fluid depleted, Lisa pulled her finger from his rubbery asshole
and rinsed her hands and face in the warm water.
"Well little pussy, you are some cock sucker. If you ever go into business,
I'll write you a recommendation."
"Thank you kind sir. You have a nice cock, Rat Fucker, and you're cum tastes
good in my tummy." Lisa smiled up at the biker.
The End of part 31, continued in 32...
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and characters depicted in this material are fiction.
Any parallels to people living or dead is purely
coincidental.
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appreciated. I hope you do too. -Jonboy
The Adventures Of Lisa Chapter 32
"Don't you worry none about Big Eddie. He won't hurt you any more. He's
rough but he's not dangerous to the cunts that hang around here. He's only
really dangerous to the bikers from the other gang's."
"I knew he wasn't going to hurt me, from the start," Lisa smiled at the slim
biker.
He slid off the edge of the pool to wash his slime covered cock off in the
water and Lisa looked around the room to find that two girls had joined the
group, both dressed in Levi's and tee shirts. Big boobed and pretty in a very
rough way, one sat on Curly's lap and the other was on her knees starting to
give head to the biker named Charlie. She had his Levi's open in the front and
was searching for his prick.
"Hey Bubble Gum. How many times I got to tell you. If you suck my cock, I
want you naked," Charlie yelled at the girl. "Get me a beer and I'll get
naked, but not before." The girl he called Bubble Gum had jumped to her feet
and stood over Charlie with her hands on her hips in fists.
One of the bikers gave her a beer bottle and Bubble Gum raised it to her
lips and finished it from full to empty in less than thirty seconds, her throat
swallowing rapidly, then empty bottle tossed away she crossed her arms in front
and pulled her shirt off over her big plump white titties. Huge was the word
for them, swelling from her rib cage and bulging out like quivering footballs
attached to her chest. Her busy hands unzipped and shucked the Levi's and
pulled them down over her wide hips and kicked them away. She dropped to the
floor between Charlie's legs and had his cock in her lips a split second later,
sucking on his root like crazy.
"Put your ass out, Bubble Gum. Show the new filly why you got your name,"
Charlie told his cock sucking girl friend. Bubble Gum arched her back, lowered
her belly and thrust her ass high in the air.
Lisa left the pool to watch the blow job, and Rat Fucker took her to the
busy couple.
"Doesn't that look just like bubble gum," he said to Lisa, his finger
pointing to her cunt. The brown hairs were parted over her slit, and the
protruding lips of her cunt did look like a long piece of well chewed pink
bubble gum nestled between the parted hair of her glistening pussy. "Makes
you want to chew some juicy fruit, don't it, filly?" Big Eddie remarked to
Lisa.
Lisa grinned at the big biker, her hips dancing to the left and right in a
quick dance step starting her titties quivering and dancing also.
"Not really. I guess I'm just not into chewing Bubble Gum when there's so
many more interesting things around to chew."
Big Eddie laughed and told Lisa to sit and watch the action.
"Relax and enjoy yourself. There's more fun to come. That is, unless Rat
Fucker took all you got to offer tonight." "Never. I always have more to
offer, are you interested?" Lisa smiled at Big Eddie, remembering the
muscular flat muscles of his belly and the hardness of his body as she clung to
him on the motorcycle, thinking it would be a turn on to ball the big biker.
She'd had her pussy well sucked and she'd had a mouthful of good cum to
swallow, but she still hadn't been well fucked yet tonight. She counted the
crowd, there were an even dozen bikers and now with three females, the ratio of
four guys to each girl looked great for the rest of the night.
"I'll let you know if and when I want to fuck you. I like pussy that's well
lubricated when I stick my dick in it. I like sloppy seconds or even sloppy
fifths." Big Eddie rubbed his hand over the bulge in the front of his Levi's.
"Sweet Sue. Get over here and chew some bubble gum. Show this filly how you
like to eat pussy," Eddie yelled at the other girl sitting on the bikers lap.
The blonde walked over and stood behind Bubble Gum, looking at the bare ass
waving in invitation while she sucked Charlie's prick.
"That looks good enough to eat," Sweet Sue said, pulling off her tee shirt,
laying bare the big bobbling titties. Pulled off her skin tight Levi's and
peeled them down her thighs to kick them off her bare feet. She knelt behind
Bubble Gum, touching the warm wet furrow, running her hot fingers over the
bubble gum lips of the hot wet cunt, and watching Bubble Gum's ass rise to meet
her fingers.
She began licking the cleft of Bubble Gum's ass, her tongue traveling in
circles from the start of the split on her back to the brown ring of her
asshole, tonguing the hole with hot saliva, trying to force her tongue into the
tight muscle. Sweet Sue flipped over rapidly and slid her head between Bubble
Gums open white thighs, lying on her back, the wet cunt centered over her face,
she raised her head and planted a hot kiss at the hair fringed opening. Bubble
Gums thighs opened wider, her ass sunk to bring her cunt tightly against Sue's
probing tongue as her bobbing head sucked on Charlie's big hot cock.
Charlie was in heaven. A soft mouth going down on his hard cock while
watching Bubble Gums cunt being eaten by Sweet Sue brought him quickly to
orgasm. His prick swelled and spit hot cum into Bubble Gums mouth. He half
lifted from the chair as he squirted his hot juice. Bubble Gum sucked harder,
her head bobbing and moving as she sucked him dry, and continued to suck.
As Charlie's cock shrunk in her mouth, she spit out the limp dong and pulled
her cunt away from Sweet Sue's searching tongue.
"Let's suck each other's cunts," Bubble Gum said to Sweet Sue.
"Move over a little more so I can go down on you."
Sweet Sue scooted over on the carpet, making space, her thighs open and tits
quivering as Bubble Gem fairly leaped onto her. The two biker girls, heads
between each others thighs in sixty nine position were sucking each others hot
and juicy cunts, when one of the bikers, prick in his hand knelt behind Sue's
ass and pushed his cock up by the Bubble Gums sucking lips. Bubble Gum bathed
his cock with saliva and the juice from the pussy she was sucking, and holding
his cock, inserted it in Sue's cunt. As the biker make the long slow strokes,
she could lick Bubble Gums clit and juice on the back stroke, and Lisa could
see the glistening wetness of her lips.
Another biker strolled over, looked at the action for a few moments,
unzipped his fly, pulled his pants down to the knees and centered his cock over
Bubble Gum's cunt waving as she licked Sue's slippery clit, and with one
stroke, drove it to the hilt in her wet cunt. Both bikers took up a rhythm of
thrusting, one pulling while the other pushed, the girls licking and pulling
back, ass's moving in syncopated rhythm to the four way fuck. The obvious way
they meshed told Lisa that they had made this combination many times before.
The awareness of body movements in sensual lusty screwing got Lisa hotter
than before. She could feel the quiver inside her cunt, small twitches deep
inside her belly, overheating her sexual apparatus, wishing for a prick to put
out the fire building in her belly.
Lisa wanted in. She desired to join the foursome, to have her cunt fucked
and sucked at the same time, male and female bonded and fused. There was no
opening she could use, the sexual organs or the four were joined so no outsider
could enter, and Lisa was frustrated with lust.
"Filly, come with me to the hot tub and cool off." Big Eddie grasped her
upper arm in his huge hand and half led, half pulled her to the pool.
Big Eddie sat in one of the canvas and wood chairs at the pool side and
using one foot at the heel of his boot, pulling it off, then the other. His
socks followed and his shirt.
"Get in the pool Filly!" Big Eddie commanded Lisa.
She obeyed, starting down the steps and then waded breast deep to the center
of the pool. Big Eddie jumped in to the center of the pool from the side,
splashing water and raising spray over her head. When Eddie came up to her in
the water, Lisa was clearing the water out of her eyes and nose.
"Did all the fucking and sucking get you all hot and bothered, Filly?"
"As a matter of fact, it did. If I could have found any way to fit into that
foursome combination, I would have," Lisa spoke honestly to the big biker.
"I still haven't had a cock inside me yet, but I'm damn sure more than
willing. I hotter than a two bit whore." Lisa hoped that Big Eddie would want
to fuck her and was moving her arms under the water to grasp and explore his
cock. Eddie looked at her, then shook his head.
"You're something else again. You sucked a cock, got your cunt well sucked
and now you want to fuck. Fine, Filly. Let's get you fucked. I want you to go
up there and find any of the gang you want, and fuck him while I watch. Fuck
more than one, or fuck them all, I don't care, 'cause I'm going to fuck you
after, and I like my cunt wet and slippery with cum before I wet my dick in it.
Now get up there and fuck 'em."
Lisa climbed from the pool, a bit angry at Big Eddie, she'd offered and he'd
refused. Lisa did not take rejection well, it made her angry. Here she was
offering her splendid body and sexual skills and he said go fuck somebody else.
Water still sparkling on her skin, hips swinging provocatively, blonde hair
flying, Lisa stalked away.
"I'll fuck somebody alright, I'll fuck everybody, god dammit. Fuck them 'til
here eyes fall out. God damn him anyway. I'm going to shove the first hard cock
I see up my pussy and fuck him dry," Lisa thought.
She strode to the center of the group of bikers sprawling, drinking beer and
smoking pot, stood naked hands on hips, breasts out thrust, hipshot.
"Any of you assholes going to offer a lady a hit?" Lisa demanded of the
group.
The big Mexican looking stud, lying back in the chair, offered her a toke of
his. She leaned over his big body, resting her big boobs on his arm and took a
deep lung searing drag on the pot filled cigarette, holding it until she felt
dizzy, then letting it go slowly.
"Damn but that's good stuff. Got another?" Lisa almost begged the biker. He
pulled a small pewter box from his jeans and offered it to her. Lisa opened and
took a joint from the silver colored box, lit and pulled the smoke to her
lungs, holding. She could feel the shit all the ways to her toes, good and
warm, heating her body and brightening the lights in the room, although making
them a little fuzzy around the edges.
A bit of the burning grass fell from the end of the cigarette onto her
breast, and as it touched, her hand brushed it away before it burned her skin.
Absently she took another hit, then another until the roach was too tiny to
smoke, then dropped it into the ashtray on the coffee table. Her
head felt dim and cloudy, her movements slow and languid, as she stood
before the biker who had given her the joint.
"You want to fuck me?" She asked in a loud voice, directed to anyone who was
interested.
"Would you like to get it on with a lady whose cunt's on fire and will wring
the cum out of your balls, I'll fuck the first prick that's hard and stiff and
showing. If there's at least one of you guys that can get it up, I'll fuck you
singly, collectively or in bunches like bananas."
"Now, who wants to fuck?"
The Mexican biker languidly pulled at the zipper of his Levi's drawing the
metal teeth down, unbuckled his broad brass belt buckle and lay looking up at
her.
"You reach in here and see if you don't find something hard to put in your
pussy."
Lisa knelt by his thighs and reached into his jockey shorts, worming her
hand around deeper until she felt the head of his cock, swollen and turgid with
blood. Her hand slid farther and grasped his heavy prick, drawing it from the
confines of his trousers. His prick emerged, dark skinned and heavy in her
hand, the meaty root of his prick spongy and flexible as she pulled his cock
free from beneath his jockey shorts.
"Get your boots and pants off. I'd love you to stick your prick into my hot
pussy," Lisa drawled impishly to the Mexican biker.
The End of part 32, cintinuing in part 33...
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The Adventures Of Lisa Chapter 33
The big Mexican biker kicked his boots off, pulling down his Levi's and
jockey shorts. His powerful legs and thighs were bunched with muscles that
played under the skin as he pulled his shorts to his ankles and kicked them
free. Pulling his shirt over his head, laying on his back looking at Lisa.
"Now you got a cock to play with, so start playing!"
Lisa pulled the semi soft shaft to full length, feeling the rubbery flaccid
feeling of his cock as it began to harden in her hand, the head swelling until
it glowed dark brown in the light of the room. She bent and took his cock
between her lips lightly, moistening the tip of his cock with her soft full
lips, drawing him deeper into her hot mouth and feeling his cock swelling more
with each feather touch of her lips. When his prick was hard and stiff, Lisa
ran her tongue into the slitted opening in the tip, tasting the slippery male
lubricating juice oozing. The Mexican biker began to squirm as Lisa sucked at
the mushroom shaped head of his cock.
The aroused lady pulled his big prick from her mouth, and looking near
sightedly at the length of his meaty organ, ran her tongue down the vein in the
underside of his throbbing rod, licking the warmth and length of his hard cock.
Her mouth busy kissing and licking the pounding wet prick. Lisa's fingers
traveling to his swelling balls, caressing the wrinkled covering of skin over
his scrotum. Her fingers slid over the smoothness of his hard cock to pinch
with two fingers at the base of his prick, squeezing upwards, milking his hard
cock until a pool of slippery juice formed, and Lisa's pink wet tongue darted
out with lust to dip into the liquid pool.
Her taste buds were stimulated by the salty and slippery juice emitted from
his hard hot cock, and Lisa rolled the drop around the inside of her mouth,
savoring the maleness of the wet sticky offering to her cock sucking. Squeezing
again and again, milking his prick with her hands, Lisa sucked with pursed lips
at the tip of his now quivering cock, savoring and holding his juice in her
mouth and mixing it with saliva. With one smooth movement, Lisa suctioned his
cock deep into her slippery hot mouth and coated his entire prick with his
juicy honey and the hot wetness of her own mouth, covering his prick with a
glistening cover of juice. Lisa left his
prick covered with her hot saliva and swung her leg over his body
positioning her yet to be fucked opening directly over the quivering male
organ. Parting the soft wet lips of her twat with one hand, Lisa held his cock
with the other and slowly sank down on the flanged head. His prick disappeared
into her wet cunt as she let more and more of her body weight force his cock
into her soft belly.
The slimy juice from her wet cunt coated the rubbery red mushroomed head of
his stiff cock, glistening as it ran from her pink lipped opening down the
shaft of throbbing male hardness.
His cock slipped into her hair fringed slit until his balls were tight
against her belly. His hips began the rhythmical motion of fucking as he slowly
drove his cock around inside her wet twat, his belly hard with muscle as he
fucked her wet hot crevasse, sliding and slipping into her wet gash.
She rocked to a sexual rhythm over his nude torso as his slippery prick
thudded into her hole, his ass rising from the carpet with each powerful thrust
of his prick. Lisa threw her head back, her breasts quivering and shaking as
she madly fucked the cock she was straddling, her orgasms beginning to roll
over her body as she felt his meaty joint twitching deep inside her cunt with
every stroke. She began to moan with ecstasy, her face contorted, her full
titties swinging and quivering as his prick sunk to the hilt time after time in
the slippery wet pink maw of her opening.
One of the sun tanned bikers swaggered over, opened his fly and pulled out
his semi erect cock, rubbing it with his hands, uncovering the thick foreskin
as he stood watching the Mexican biker fuck Lisa's cunt. He watched her
undulating ass, the flesh under the silken skin of her buttocks moving in waves
like jelly as the Mexican biker's cock slammed into her hot belly.
He was joined by another biker, a lanky long haired blond youth who pulled
his cock from his Levi's and idly stroked as he watched the Mexican cock
thudding into Lisa's wet cunt. Soon a third biker joined the trio and the
Mexican raised his ass high, clutched Lisa and rolled her over to lay beneath
him as he began to fuck her with long heavy strokes of his big hot prick.
The Mexican biker raised Lisa's legs and pushed them, bent back to her
shoulders, her thighs touching her full breasts and flattened them to her rib
cage. Big Eddie strolled over to watch the group as the blond youth knelt and
pushed his now erect prick to Lisa's lips. Her ovaled mouth searched and caught
the blond haired cock head between her lips, slipping her mouth over the
slippery head and she was soon sucking one hot cock while getting fucked by the
other. The first biker began to masturbate his prick over her tits, pulling his
cock until his purple headed glans was prodding her erect nipple, and his wet
slippery honey drooled over the pink rosebud of flesh that topped her quivering
breast.
Lisa's fingers sought Big Eddie's cock and grasped the huge fullness of his
John Holmes sized prick, jacking and twisting the huge meaty member with lust,
watching through slitted eyes his balls dance in time to her strokes while she
sucked off the throbbing cock in her mouth.
She could feel the wetness dripping from the quivering cock between her lips
and pursing her lips Lisa began to suction the spurting cum from his cock,
swallowing the creamy spurting hot juice in lusty gulps as he shot his sticky
cream deep into her mouth.
Lisa's senses blurred as another stiff prick entered her willing lips, soon
to spurt cum to join the sticky residue left by the first biker. Her left
breast, now slimy with the cum of the masturbating biker, slipped and slid
against still another hot cock jacking off against her aroused nipple.
With a cock filling each hand, Big Eddie in one hand, Rat Fucker in the
other, both being jacked off while the Mexican's prick dug into her belly.
Lisa's orgasms were shaking her lithe body as Sweet Sue opened her thighs above
Lisa's face and sank down until her cunt rested above Lisa's lips.
Lisa groaned, "Oh God, Yes... Put your cunt down to my lips. Let me suck
your sweet juicy pussy while I'm getting fucked. I need it now.
Sweet Sue's cunt settled around Lisa's questing tongue, Lisa's pink
quivering lips opening to engulf all of Sue's cunt as her tongue delved deep
into the hot wetness of the mushy lipped pussy. Lisa grasped Sue's clit, a
rubbery knob, between her lips as her tongue thrust and danced over the juicy
dripping pussy. As Sue's body shook to her orgasm, Lisa felt Big Eddie's cock
spurt cum to her chest, bathing her tits with silvery gobs of male cum.
Lisa passed out from exhaustion and lust as the Mexican's prick sent spurts
of his cum deep into her belly.
Her lust temporarily satisfied, wanting only to recuperate and rest, Lisa
looked around the opulently furnished room, seeking a hidden place to rest.
Knowing that she would not be allowed up the stairs into the bedrooms above,
the well fucked blonde housewife crawled into the couch area surrounding the
polished wooden table, and curled up between the wall and the couch, out of
sight.
..
Her eyes opened slowly, fuzzy images resolving, then realizing that she was
lying on the carpet in a house in East Oakland with a gang of biker nuts, Lisa
smiled and lazily moved to sit up and look around.
She cautiously peered over the back of the couch. The place was empty. No
one around in the living room or the pool. Evidently the sexual orgy and biker
party was over, and she hadn't even had a chance to say good-bye.
She could leave when she was ready, with only one problem. She was stark
naked, no clothes, nude.
Her clothing was upstairs in the bedroom, the second bedroom from the top of
the stairs, Lisa realizing that she'd have to go upstairs to get her clothing.
She sat, still, listening. No sounds.
The house was like a tomb, quiet, dead silence, deserted. Lisa uncoiled
her lithe body from behind the sectional couch, stretched her sensational
body, arms going over her head, moving the muscles that were stiff from her
sleeping position. Listening for any sounds, the blonde moved to the bottom of
the stairs, holding the bannister, moving her foot to the first step.
Lisa crept slowly up the flight of stairs, standing on the landing at the
top, listening for any sounds from any of the rooms lining the hallway.
It really was quiet.
Lisa moved to peer into the first bedroom, her icy blue eyes peeking around
the jamb of the open door, cautiously inspecting the bedroom for habitation. It
was empty.
The room across the hallway received the same slow scrutiny. Two bedroom
peeked into, two bedrooms empty. Four to go.
The next careful examination of the room she'd left her clothes, proved it
was also empty and deserted, her clothes nowhere in sight.
She moved cautiously into the bedroom, peered into the opened bathroom door,
and the closet. No clothes!
"That's a fine kettle of pretty fish. Where in the hell are my clothes.
Don't tell me one of those bastards took my dress for a keep sake," her pretty
face pouted. "Where in the fuck are my clothes?"
Braver now, Lisa moved to the bed, looked on both sides, under the bed,
looked again into the closet finding only coats and jackets, not really
suitable for wearing home, but in a pinch, she could make do with wearing just
a raincoat to get back to her house.
The thought of wearing only a raincoat brought a smile to her face, thinking
of flashing a cab driver by flipping open the buttons on the front and watching
his reactions.
"Well, let's try the bedroom across the hall, maybe somebody moved my things
in there."
She could if necessary wear only the raincoat, but that didn't answer her
question about her bag, with her car keys, wallet and other goodies. Those she
just had to find. They must be somewhere in the house, and most likely they
were upstairs. She moved to the adjacent bedroom, boldly walking in.
"Hello, can I help you?"
Lisa spun around, startled.
A young teenage boy stood in the center of the hallway, wearing only a towel
around his waist.
Lisa suddenly was very aware of her nakedness, not covering up, but wishing
she had her clothing.
"Hi, I'm Lisa, and I seem to have misplaced my clothes. I can't find them
anywhere, and who are you?"
"I'm Mathew, I live here with my dad Eddie."
"Well, glad to meet you Mathew, where's your dad now?" "He's gone again.
He likes to play biker on the weekends, and he's probably out with the gang
now. He'll be back later on tonight, he has to go to work in the morning and he
never stays out too late on Sunday night."
"Do you think that you could help me find my clothes?" "Probably, how
did you lose them?"
Lisa wondered how much Mathew knew about his dad, and decided to fish for a
little information."
"Where were you last night?"
"I stayed the night with a friend, my dad almost always lets me stay over
night with a friend on Saturday night. I think that's the night he goes out on
his bike with his friends, and I know they have parties here afterwards too,"
the boy grinned at her, knowingly.
"Mathew, how old are you?"
"Fourteen, almost fifteen!"
"Well Mathew, I was at one of those parties you were talking about, and
that's where I must have lost my clothes."
Mathew grinned from ear to ear, shifting his feet, his towel shifted
dangerously on his slim hips, "I knew that's why my dad makes me stay away from
here on Saturday nights. I knew that he was having a party with girls and
everything. I wish I was old enough to come to a party with his girls!" "Now
how do you know what goes on at those parties?" Lisa grinned back at the boy.
"You know," he stated, "Adult parties with sex and stuff. I'm fourteen, not
four."
"Let's change the subject, Mathew. Will you help me find my brown dress and
handbag and shoes?"
"Sure, we'll look together. Come on and we'll see where they are. They've
got to be here some place," Mathew grinned at his naked companion, trying not
to stare at her body below the waist.
"Let's try the bedroom in here, this is my dad's room." Lisa walked
behind the boy, helping him look into the master bedroom for any sign of her
clothing. Even in the closet, there were no female garments, only clothes for
Eddie.
"Where's your mom's bedroom?" Lisa asked.
"My mom died when I was five, so only my dad and I live here, no one else."
"I'm sorry," Lisa said automatically. "Well, my clothes don't seem to be
here, where to now?"
"Lisa, I know where your clothes are, and if you'll tell me the truth about
those parties my dad has, I'll get them for you."
"You little scamp. You knew all the time where they are, and you kept me
searching the rooms. Why did you do that?" "I liked to look at you, you're
beautiful, and I haven't seen too many naked ladies, except in Playboy."
"Good for you. Now run and get my clothes."
"Follow me to my room, tell me about the parties and I'll tell you where
your clothes are, after," Mathew grinned. "That's blackmail! Lisa said,
laughing at his comical expression. "All right, let's go to your room. Lead
the way."
Mathew led Lisa to the room at the end of the hall, to find that both doors
at the end - led into the same room.
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The Adventures Of Lisa Chapter 34
His room was huge, a wall had evidently been removed to make two rooms into
one, and this one was gigantic.
"My god, what do you need a room this big for?" Lisa turned around
inspecting the entire room from the wall unit and stereo set on one wall to the
lined book shelves on the other.
"I don't need it, I just like it," Mathew said, leaping from the floor to
his bed, his towel becoming unfastened in the middle of his leap, clutching it
in mid air to partially knot it as he his and bounced on the bed.
"Whoops, I almost had as many clothes on as you have," his eyes sparkled at
Lisa. "Would you stare at me if I was naked as much as I'm staring at you?"
"Probably," Lisa smiled back at him, "I like boys with no clothes on."
"Really?" his eyebrows raised, "Why is that?"
"For the same reason you like to look at girls, I like to look at boys, and
men too!" Lisa laughed.
"If I take off my towel, will you like looking at me?" his serious face
asked.
"I'd like it better if you told me where my clothes are," Lisa said quickly,
aware that the thought of Mathew naked was starting to work on her libido.
"Oh, your clothes, shoes and handbag are in my top dresser drawer over
there," he said pointing to the dresser, "but, you didn't answer my question
yet."
Lisa moved to the dresser, opened the drawer and found her dress neatly
folded with her shoes and handbag. Taking out the dress, Lisa saw magazines
below. Screw magazines, really pornographic stuff filling the rest of the
drawer. Gathering up her handbag and shoes, Lisa continued to look into his
drawer. "Mathew, these are pretty sexy stuff for a fourteen year old to have."
"Yeah, I know," he said grinning again.
"Why do you want them?" Lisa asked, wondering what answer he'd give.
"I use them to jerk off sometimes," his flat statement startled her.
The sleek figured housewife placed her clothing on the top of the dresser,
and picked up one of the magazines, leafing slowly through the slick pages.
Close photographic shots of cunts and pricks in every conceivable position and
sexual situation leaped from the pages, and two pages were stuck together
slightly, with spots in the pages.
Lisa realized that the spots were dried sperm, from the boy jacking off
while looking at the pictures, and felt a tremor through her body, a slight
orgasm tickling her pussy. The thoughts about this boy jacking off was turning
her on. "Which one of these is your special favorite magazine?" she indicated
the contents of his drawer, partially filled with the pornographic magazines.
Mathew laughed, "Well I like the one with the blonde girl on the cover in
the black teddy."
Lisa shuffled through a half dozen magazines, finding one with a luscious
blonde on the cover, bending down straight backed, her boobs falling from her
laced up black teddy. Taking the magazine in her hand, Lisa turned to face the
boy.
Lisa looked at the boy on the bed, walking slowly over to stand at the side
of the bed, holding the magazine up, cover facing the boy.
"Is this the one" Lisa asked softly, "that you use to jerk off?"
Mathew glanced at the magazine, then at Lisa, "That's the one, that's my
favorite. I like blondes!"
Lisa giggled at his answer, "Does that mean if I give you this magazine now,
that you'll go completely out of control and start jerking off right now?"
"I don't know," his face serious, "I might. What would you do if I did?"
"I'd probably watch," Lisa giggled, having fun playing this very sexual
situation out, noticing that his towel had made a tent of his lap.
"If you watch, I won't use the magazine," he stated flatly, "Looking at you
would be more than enough.
"Would you like for me to watch while you jerked off?" Lisa put her icy blue
eyes on his lap, seeing the towel pulsing under the terry cloth.
"You bet I would, I'd probably shoot clear across the room!" "You wait
right there, I'll be right back," Lisa commanded the boy, rushing from
the room.
She raced to the stairs, taking the steps two at a time, rushing through the
door into the kitchen, opening up a cupboard and removing a small plastic bowl.
Opening the refrigerator, Lisa quickly filled the bowl with ice cubes, slamming
the door shut, grabbed a towel from the rack, raced back up the stairs, and
into his bedroom.
"Lay back," she commanded the boy.
"What's the ice cubes for?" he lay down, his weight still supported on one
elbow.
"If you're going to jerk off for me, then your going to have to start from
scratch, and you can't do that if you're all ready, all ready," she giggled at
the boy.
"The ice cubes are for your hard cock, to make is soft! Now you just lay
back and let Lisa take care of it."
She waited until his body was flat on the bed, leaned her weight onto the
bed, crawling up to him.
"Close your eyes," she commanded, "and keep them closed until I tell you to
open them."
Her adroit hands held the towel, pouring the melted ice water out of the
bowl onto the towel until it was sopping wet with ice water, then gathered the
ice cubes into the towel making a ultra cold ice pack for him.
Lisa moved a little closer to him, holding her ice pack in one hand while
she opened the towel at his loins with the other, uncovering his rearing cock.
"Now you can open your eyes." Lisa said, watching his eyes go to his erect
prick.
The icy towel descended on his groin, covering his cock and balls, the wet
ice water in the towel dripping down on his suddenly tight belly.
The sudden shock of ice water on his loins, drew a sharp yelp from the boy,
"Lisa, what the fuck are you doing?" "Just you lay still, we're going
to get your cock good and soft, so you can really start off fresh," she
giggled at his movements as the icy water bathed his testicles.
"Look at your cock now!"
His prick was rapidly losing it's erect position, drooping over to finally
rest on his belly, shrinking quickly from the application of ice water. Lisa
continued to move the wet cubes around over his groin, watching his prick
shrivel into a fat worm of wrinkled flesh, losing it's hard throbbing almost in
an instant.
"That's enough, don't freeze it off."
Lisa giggled, "Not quite yet, another minute or so, then I'll take the cubes
away."
Slowly Lisa moved the towel, dumping the cubes of ice from the towel to
cover his lap, "Keep your legs closed, dear."
The cubes piled on his lap like a igloo, ice cubes covering his prick and
testicles, until he groaned, "Jesus, Lisa, take them off me. I'm freezing!"
Lisa gathered the cubes back into the plastic bowl slowly, wiped the wet ice
water from his loins with the dry towel, and placing the bowl on the floor
beside the bed, leaped to her feet.
"Now open the magazine to your favorite page, and start to jerk off for me."
His hand went to the magazine, opened to a middle page with the blonde in
the black teddy bent over, the picture from her ample rear, looking up at her
spreading thighs, and her smiling face in the background with her tits hanging
from the laced front of her teddy.
His other hand to his cock, pulling the wrinkled worm of cold flesh, moving
slowly as his mind fantasized the picture. Minutes went by, his hand pulling,
rubbing, moving the skin on his prick up and down. His cock refusing to
cooperate, remained limp.
"Lisa, it's too cold, I can't jerk off. I can't get into the picture now!"
"Why did you like her picture?" Lisa murmured, "Tell me about it."
"It's because she makes me hot, I like her tits and the way her pink slit
shows in most of the pictures. It makes my cock hard almost any time I think of
her, except now." "Would it help if you put the magazine down, and
I posed for you?" Lisa grinned lewdly at the boy jerking on his limp prick.
The magazine flew across the room.
"Start posing!" he commanded the sleek bodied housewife. Lisa moved her
body to present her side to him, then swung her hips and torso towards him,
her breasts quivering on her chest as her fingers crept over her flat stomach
higher and higher, creeping to engulf the globes of shifting tissue, topped
with her strawberry colored nipples. Squeezing gently,
Lisa's nipples crinkled, hard and swelling from the soft flesh surrounding
them.
"I like to play with my tits, it feels so good," Lisa's soft voice murmured,
"but I also like to play with my pussy."
Her voice was having an effect on the boy's soft cock. No longer soft, it
was swelling rapidly, standing to his moving hand.
She dipped her finger into the soft lips of her pussy, spreading the tight
ragged lips apart, turning so that he was looking into the widening gap of her
pink inner flesh. Her finger dipped slowly into the pink opening slit,
withdrawing with a slick coating of her juice glinting on her finger.
"I like to feel my soft wet cunt, while you jerk off your cock to me," her
sensuous voice crooned at him. "I like seeing your cock get so big and hard,
and I like seeing your hand go up ad down, up and down. I get so horny watching
you jerk off that it makes me want to jerk off too!"
Lisa spun around, presenting her hips and ass to the bed, bending over to
pose like the blonde in the magazine, "Look at me now, can you see my pink cunt
from where you are lying and jerking off?"
His almost strangled voice emitted from clenched lips, "Oh yes, Lisa, I can
see your cunt and your ass and your tits too." "Then watch me as I finger fuck
myself while you jerk off." Lisa's fingers crept to her pink slitted opening,
sliding inside the greasy gooey slot, her bent over position opening her tight
lipped pussy even more, her clit standing erect from the opening.
Her tits, hanging down, swinging and swaying from her small movements,
quivered as she looked under their swelling, between her legs at the boy on the
bed, rapidly jerking his cock, staring at the junction between her legs, madly
masturbating to her luscious beauty lewdly exposed to his eyes.
Her eyes on his cock, swelled until the head was purple, his balls tightly
clenched to the base of his cock as his hand moved in a blur, his muscles tight
from the effort. Lisa knew he was about to come, and
spinning around got onto the bed on her hands and knees, moving over to hang
her breasts above his hard cock.
"Would you like to shoot your cum all over my tits, Mathew? His hand moved
faster, his cock aimed at the succulent globes standing and quivering in front
of his rapidly jerking cock. "Yes!"
The question and the swinging breasts were too much for the fourteen year
old. His cock visibly swelled as his hand stopped moving except to aim at her
tits.
His prick spurted hot juice, a virtual fire hose of cum splattered over
Lisa's tits. Hanging and clinging to the soft skin, dripping to her nipples to
hang and then drop to his belly. Shot after shot of cum squirted, each covering
the other, each clinging with jelly like consistency to her tits. Finally, his
cock seeped cum, then slowed to only a trickle, his balls empty, as Lisa's
fingers gathered up his silver juice from her tits, transferring it to her lips
and tongue.
"You do taste good, Mathew. Have you ever fucked a girl yet?"
His head shook back and forth.
"Well, I have a friend, Mary Lou, that really likes boys, and if you want,
I'll introduce the two of you. She'll fuck your brains out."
"Now, let me get dressed and let's wait for your father to take me home.
I'll take a shower and meet you downstairs and we can talk, or something, while
we're waiting."
"What's the or something?"
"Well, have you ever had a blow job on your father's couch, while you waited
for him to come home?" Lisa giggled lewdly.
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The Adventures Of Lisa Chapter 35
Lisa rested after the biker orgy for two days and nights, almost afraid to
go out again, and sure that she would not go to the Alameda theater alone
again. The Biker orgy had really turned out all right, and Big Eddie had ridden
her home on the back of his bike late that evening, then slowly fucked her
tenderly with his big cock in her own bed. When he left Lisa had rolled over
and slept the rest of the afternoon and all night.
The biker thing could have been dangerous. Lisa resolved not to get involved
again with that crowd and their ideas about sex. They were just too rough
acting and talking for her to trust.
Mathew was sweet, and so young. He was a real doll and they had a good time
on the couch waiting for his father to come home.
Her mind drifted lazily back to that afternoon.
..
She'd been sitting on the couch in the living room, dressed again in her
brown jersey dress, shoes off, feet curled under her, lounging back on the soft
couch when Mathew came into the room.
"My Gawd, Mathew, you're naked. Go get some clothes on," Lisa scolded the
boy, standing with his cock hard in front of the couch.
"What's the difference, you didn't have any clothes on the first time I saw
you!"
"It is different. Now go and at least get a robe on, then you can come back
and we'll fiddle around."
Mathew scampered back up the stairs, to come down again in a paisley blue
silk robe tied with a black cord at the waist. "This better?" he asked her.
"Much," she crinkled her nose at him, "Now sit down here and we'll talk."
"I'd much rather have a blow job."
"Have you ever had a blow job?"
"Not yet, but then again, the night's not over yet!"
Lisa began to giggle at his self assurance, and laughed out loud as he moved
to pull her skirt up a little higher on her leg.
"Whoa, tiger. Slow down a little, you have to put a girl in the mood before
she'll go down on your cock."
"How about a drink, would that help?" he said seriously. "Sure, how
about some brandy?"
"Coming up," his slim body bounded from the couch to the bar in the side
wall, pouring brandy into a snifter, and offering it to Lisa.
Sipping the fiery liquid, Lisa looked at the boy over the rim of her glass,
her dark lashes lowered over her icy blue eyes, giving him the sexy glance that
she knew would have him turned on even more than he was.
"Now do we get soft music for your seduction, too?"
He bounded again to the stereo in the corner, spun the turn table and
selected a record, placing it on the machine, adjusting the volume control so
that soft sounds of strings filled the big room.
"Better, and better," Lisa nodded her head at the boy, "Now, let's see how
much you love me."
Her hand parted his robe, moving the slippery material over his slim thighs
until his prick popped into view, standing proudly from his loins, peeking
through the material of his robe.
"Now that's just fine, and I'm going to kiss it a little bit for you."
Her mouth hovered over the end of his cock after she shifted her body
position on the couch, moving until she crouched on her knees and elbows.
Her tongue flicked out, laving the slippery end of his young prick, swirling
around the swollen head, moving closer until her lips touched the glans.
The instant her lips touched him, his cock spurted, catching Lisa off guard,
splashing his load of cum over her face, running some into her hair and the
rest splashing onto her face.
Lisa looked at the crestfallen boy, "A little fast for me, but that's fine,
Mary Lou's just going to love you. Shall we try it again, and this time just a
little bit slower," as her lips descended again to capture his prick. His
second blow job lasted a long time, with Lisa even finger fucking herself at
the end.
When the bike drove into the driveway, Lisa and Mathew sat at opposite ends
of the couch, waiting for his dad to come in.
..
Thinking back to just a month or so ago, Lisa realized that she was using
her power much more efficiently lately. The sculpting of her breasts had taken
such a short time compared to the changes she had made to her body before. They
were both larger and firmer, and the nipples were of completely different shape
and texture. All in just a few weeks.
She liked how her ribs showed just under her arms before the swelling of her
rounded breasts began. She looked fit and trim and very sexy now, compared to
three months ago. The luscious blonde also wondered about her
increased sexual drive. She'd always been horny, ever since she'd entered
her late teens, but now she just couldn't seem to get enough cock. Maybe it was
her age, or maybe it came from using her power so often now.
That thought stunned her. Too much use of power making her sexually excited
far beyond her normal. "Could be, could be. But like they say, when rape is
inevitable, relax and enjoy it. I like sex, and I like using my power, so fuck
it." The following day, after a long shower while she sat
naked, fixing her nails, the phone rang. She set the nail polish down
carefully on the table by the bed, lifting the receiver of the
telephone.
"Hello" Lisa's voice answered.
"Hi, how are you today?" A husky male voice replied." "I'm just fine,
thank you, who's this?"
"Don't you recognize my voice by this time?" the husky caller answered. "I
didn't think you'd forget me this soon." Lisa was interested and
curious, not recognizing the voice, but decided to talk and get him to talk
more until she knew who he was.
"I just don't recognize your voice, but keep on talking to me and I'm sure
I'll know who you are in just a minute." "I'm a good friend. The best
kind of friend a girl could ever want," the male voice said.
"What kind of a good friend would call a lady up and play games over the
phone and get her all curious about who her caller is?" Lisa's voice laughed
over the phone.
"Besides, you're making me do all the talking. How about you doing some
talking and I'll finish putting polish on my nails while I listen to you."
"Be careful you don't spill polish on your clothes, 'cause if I said
something outrageous you might just spill your nail polish," his husky voice
drawled.
"You might just as well say something outrageous, because I just got out of
the shower and I don't have any clothes to spill on."
"I wish this phone had a visual TV set connected, I'd like to see you fixing
your nails after getting out of the shower." "Are you
sure that it's my nails you want to see?" Lisa giggled.
"As a matter of fact, the husky voice drawled, I'd rather see your tits and
pussy. I bet you have a nice pink pussy just begging to be licked and sucked."
Lisa realized that the voice on the phone was not one that she recognized,
and that this was an obscene phone call. Her first thought was to hang up
quickly, then she paused and touched her full breasted nipple, watching it
spring into hardness. She listened as the husky voice continued.
"I'd like to lick all around your pussy and feel the soft hair of your cunt
against my face as I put my lips to your soft wet mushy cunt and sucked the
warm juice out. I'll bet you'd squirm as my tongue slipped into your pussy.
You'd like that wouldn't you?"
Lisa's voice trembled as she softly spoke into the receiver, "Yes, I'd
like that, whoever you are. I know that your not one of my friends and I
think you just like to make dirty phone calls to women. Does your cock get hard
when you talk to women on the phone?"
There was a long pause on the other end, then his voice spoke again, "I'm
not your friend yet, but I'd like to be your friend. I like to make dirty calls
to women and yes, my big cock is hard. Wouldn't you like to feel it and have it
in your mouth?"
Lisa traced her fingers over the lush hair of her pussy, feeling the
moisture gather at the ragged lips of her cunt as she began to visualize his
cock standing hard and strong as he jacked off while talking to her on the
phone.
"I've got my hard cock in my hand and it's leaking sperm from the hole," His
voice continued, If I had you here I would rub the juice from my cock over your
tits and nipples and make your nipples stand up and beg for more juice. Do you
like to suck cock?"
Lisa's voice was low as her fingers traced the jagged pink lipped outline of
her pussy, the wetness of her sex transferring to the freshly polished nail,
"Of course I like to suck cock. Do you like to have your cock sucked and your
balls kissed. If you were here now, I'd lick the juice from the end of your
cock for you."
The conversation continued, with Lisa fingering her wet cunt while she
talked dirty to her obscene phone caller, getting more and more aroused as his
husky voice told her about sucking her clit and drinking the juice from her
cunt. Lisa's busy red tipped fingers dipped into her oozing wet cunt, exploring
the juicy wetness as her breathing quickened.
His husky male voice sounded deeper as Lisa heard him grunt, "My balls
are tight now and my cock is throbbing, here it comes, my juice is
spurting out in rivers of hot cum and spraying all over my belly."
Lisa came at the same time his voice described his orgasm. Her fingers
rubbing her erect clitoris and smearing the juicy lubricating fluid from her
wet pussy onto the hair surrounding her cunt.
Lisa sat toying with her soft wet pussy, "That was so good. I wish you were
here so I could see your juice spurting. I'd lick it all up from your belly and
then suck your prick until it was hard again and you could fuck my wet hot
pussy."
"I wish I were there too.
"Tell me something. How did you get my number?"
"I just dialed at random. I didn't have your number. Lisa thought for a
moment, then said, "Then you don't even know my name?"
"No, I don't know you're name and you don't know mine?" "But how do you
know that you'd like to suck my pussy or even fuck me if you've never even
seen my face or figure? I could be fat and ugly for all you know."
"And I could be an old man for all you know!" his voice replied.
"You are an old man. You are a dirty old man making dirty phone calls to
young ladies to get them hot so their pussies will get wet and they'll finger
themselves while you jack off your cock until it spits sperm out all over your
belly. I'm sure of that. You are a dirty old man, and I'd like for us to meet
so you could watch me finger fuck my cunt, while I watch you jack off your hard
prick."
"If I'm a dirty old man, then you are a dirty old lady, getting off just
listening to me talk about sucking your cunt." Lisa laughed at his voice,
her head thrown back, breasts quivering as she hee hawed at him.
"I don't think that it's fair that you have my number and I don't have
yours. How can I call you and talk dirty to you if I don't have your number?"
His voice chuckled, "I'll tell you what. I won't give you a number, but if
you want to meet me, then I'll be at the Townhouse restaurant in San Mateo for
lunch tomorrow between twelve and one. I'll be in the bar until twelve and in
the restaurant for lunch until one. I'll be alone at a table and I'll have a
newspaper on the table. If you like what you see you can join me for lunch. If
you don't like what you see, just walk away."
"That sounds like an intricate plan just to meet a obscene phone caller, but
it also sounds intriguing. Do I wear a red rose and carry a copy of the Wall
Street Journal?"
"Just don't wear panties or a bra, that way I'll know that it's you," he
laughed.
Lisa giggled, "Tomorrow at noon. See you then," as she hung up the phone.
After fixing dinner for herself, Lisa was watching the video tape of Dumdum
and herself when the phone rang. Lisa was mildly disappointed that she was not
getting another obscene call but was glad to hear from her husband in Chicago.
They talked to each other for about fifteen minutes, and Lisa kept the
adventure with the bikers and also her obscene phone call to herself, even
though Bill told her about getting into the cocktail waitresses panties in the
hotel lounge. After a few more 'I miss you' comments, Bill said that he'd call
back in a night or two, and to keep her pussy wet for him when he came back.
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The Adventures Of Lisa Chapter 36
By eleven, Lisa was ready for her assignation with her obscene phone caller
at the Townhouse restaurant at noon. She wore a loose fitted silk blouse with
no bra and a black skirt with thigh length hose and a garter belt and no
panties. With a scarf that matched her blouse tied Indian fashion around her
head, she decided that she was sensual and exciting enough for her obscene
phone caller.
She pulled into the Townhouse restaurant parking lot exactly at noon, and
made her way into the dark lounge.
The lounge was crowded with the business bunch, and Lisa took a seat at the
bar, and ordered a martini, looking around to find a man alone with a
newspaper. She sipped the served drink and glanced under lowered lashes around
the lounge, not seeing her lunch date.
The speaker called first one party then another, when Lisa saw her man go to
the waitress, carrying a folded newspaper. Tall, dark and handsome, thought
Lisa, as she watched him being led to a booth in the dining room.
Leaving three dollars on the bar for her drink, Lisa approached the waitress
on her return and asked to be seated with the man the waitress had just led to
the dining room. "Hi there," Lisa said with a big smile to her
luncheon companion seated in the booth.
"Are you my telephone lunch date, or have I got the wrong booth?"
"You've got the right booth and the right date!" Her lunch companion rose as
she talked, pointed to the bench in the back of the booth and asked her to be
seated.
Ordering cocktails for the two of them, they introduced each other. "I don't
think that my name is all that important, so what would you like to call me?"
said Lisa. "Well, from the looks of your well filled blouse, and nicely filled,
I might add, why don't I call you Jugs."
"I think I l