10 comments/ 55296 views/ 57 favorites An Unusual Family Ch. 01 By: Stamman This is a story I wrote a few years ago, posted on another site. Just in case some of you find it familiar. (Although it has been long enough ago, on a very different web-site, I doubt maybe anyone here would have seen it, let alone remember it.) I've re-worked it for literotica and thought I'd try posting it here. It is quite long, many chapters, and the number of chapters I post will depend on whether I feel anyone likes it. **************** "I said don't do that, Johnny!" Lisa Warren admonished her date. "Are you hard of hearing? No, I know you're not. You just think because you bought me a ticket for this movie that entitles you to do whatever you want, right?" She slapped at his hands as they tried for the 100th time on their date, to grab her tits. And who could blame him? And, of course, Lisa was exactly right. Johnny absolutely believed that buying Lisa's ticket to the movie entitled him to what he wanted from his sexy date. Lisa Warren was a stunning, 18-year-old, creamy wet-dream. For both men and women. She had long, blonde hair, framing a face that could be only described as beautiful. She had a lovely pair of firm, high-rising titties. They weren't overly large, but they were lovely, pear-shaped and adorned with wonderful pink nipples. No one but Lisa had ever seen them. Well, her mom when she was small and a few girls in the change room for the swim club at her old school. And even there Lisa had been careful. Johnny could only look at sexy-looking Lisa and feel his palms itching at the sight of her fine up-tilting pair. He had no way of knowing it, but her big, pink nipples poking out of huge, darker-hued aureoles covering the whole rounded peak of each of Lisa's boobs, would make any guy's mouth water. Lisa, in addition to the aforementioned beautiful face, long, silky blonde hair and that lovely set on her chest, had, in addition, a narrow waist and a gorgeous, shapely ass that turned into two long, luscious, silky legs. Not to mention an innocent, sparkling personality. She was the whole package. There was many a pecker (and more than a few wet pussies!) getting rubbed every night with thoughts of young Lisa Warren. Johnny was 19 and worked at a local garage. He had finally graduated last year from high school, (after 3 tries), the same high school where Lisa had just attended her own graduation ceremony a couple of weeks previous. Summer was still just beginning and Lisa was accepted and would be starting at the local university in the fall. Johnny still picked up all his tail from the high school and he had picked this little hottie for a date based on her sheer sex appeal. She seemed totally unconscious of it, and despite her innocence, or just maybe because of it, she just oozed that certain something. Rumor had it that she was cherry and there was nothing, man, nothing, Johnny liked more than sticking his cock where 'no man had gone before'. Typical Johnny, he didn't even wonder what an 18-year-old girl like Lisa was doing being cherry. He didn't know, he didn't care. He just couldn't believe his incredible luck. He had fucked another 18-year-old cherry girl just the other day and, wow, in this day and age, two 18-year-old virgins in one week? Who'd have thought such a thing was even possible? Who'd have thought that in this day and age two 18-year-old virgins even existed. Johnny was a stud and got lots of pussy-action and he could not understand why Lisa wouldn't even give him up a feel. Hell, he'd bought her a burger and a ticket to this dumb movie, hadn't he? He wondered just what else she might want before she agreed to give it up. 'Women!' Johnny thought. Even the ones that gave it up regularly, which, Johnny believed, was pretty much every other girl in the high school, always wanted something in return. In Johnny's estimation. To Johnny, the thrill of riding his pecker should have been more than enough! Lisa wasn't really sure why she was being hard-assed with Johnny. Here she was with the handsomest stud in town. Sure, he had the reputation as a bit of a jerk after he'd scored what he wanted but in Lisa's estimation that just made him a guy. Lisa had no experience in this area but she heard what all the other girls said. That didn't really bother Lisa. She just thought she wanted her cherry poked out. She wasn't looking for 'til-death-do-us-part'. She was a virgin but lately had really had a hot pussy. It constantly itched her. It was forever tingling and creaming. Some days she had to go to the can and put on a pad, even when she was between her periods, just to soak up the pussy-juice that seemed to want to leak out. Just from observing the normal semi-sexual situations that might happen to occur every day around the halls of school. You know, the necking and feelings-up going on. I guess one could say that Lisa Warren was one horny girl! She had a dilemma though. While she was very curious, she was innocent, uncertain and nervous. She had no idea how to proceed. No idea and indeed a lot of nervousness and outright fear about what it might take to scratch her itch. Guys were always asking Lisa out on dates but, so far, 'til this date with Johnny, she had always declined. She didn't much like the guys at her school and was nervous of all the stories she had heard. The fact that she was a virgin, so lacking in knowledge of anything of a sexual nature was a function of her mom, Jacqueline. Lisa's mom, was a very loving mom, but she had gotten pregnant young, a little younger than her daughter was now. Her parents had made her marry the guy and she was now suffering through a painful marriage. She preached to her daughter every single day to not let herself get trapped as she had been trapped. She preached every day to her daughter that nothing, not birth control pills, not condoms, nothing but abstinence was the 100% guarantee that she wouldn't get pregnant and blow her future as she had blown hers. Lisa loved her mom very, very much but sometimes she got tired of all the preaching. Lisa's mom was a very well-intentioned, loving mom, but she failed to connect the dots between her absolute lack of knowledge of sex when she was a teenager, to her getting pregnant, to her present reluctance to talk to her daughter about sex. Anything beyond her preaching, that is. A lot of young women might have gone out and just let some guy fuck them as some kind of protest or rebellion against all the preaching. It was maybe a testament to Lisa's character that she had never thought of disappointing her mom this way. Of course, keeping Lisa honest was the fact that while she masturbated regularly and knew that much about sex, she had little other knowledge and what bothered her the most was that she didn't find herself attracted to any of the guys. The idea of one slobbering on top of her was very unattractive to Lisa. Of course, Lisa had heard all kinds of talk of sex around school but in all she'd heard, there was lots of confusing and contradictory information. One girl said one thing. The next girl said something different. Very wary, she had no idea of what to believe or who to believe about anything. She'd read some books, she'd tried talking with her guidance counselor. She'd 'googled' every sexual term she could thing of. The result of all this was that Lisa had a head full of so much information that she couldn't disseminate it all properly. She was having enormous difficulty separating fact from fiction, truth from lies and coming up with what was right or wrong for one Lisa Warren. She really wasn't sure of what was what and how it all tied in to all the strange feelings she had racing around her body. So here was Lisa, a total virgin with exactly zero sexual experience or even reliable knowledge to guide her. And, tonight, as Lisa was finding out quickly, it all could be reduced from theory to one very real fact. Contrary to what she'd be told by other girls, who'd told her a guy's hands feeling up her boobs would feel good, Lisa absolutely did not like the feel of Johnny's hands on her tits. Most nights, before she drifted off to sleep, Lisa would lay in bed and grab herself a handful of her pussy. She'd rub her fingers in her oozing cream and rub until lots more cream leaked out. She'd shudder through her self-administered cums and try to relate that to the hot pussy-pulsings she felt all day at school. She'd decided sex with another person must be fabulous but -- very big question - what other person? She'd think of all the guys at school and think, no way, Jose! No, when Lisa did these things in the privacy of her room, she didn't think of guys like Johnny. She dismissed thoughts of guys. She thought of the other girls at school and especially her best friend, Mary-Jane Montgomery. It was all very confusing to Lisa Warren. From her research she knew about homosexuality and lesbians. Was she one? She might suspect but, bottom line, Lisa didn't know. Or, at the very least, she was not sure. And she wasn't entirely sure even how to find out. Was there some kinda test? Mary-Jane, had recently let Johnny poke out her cherry and she told Lisa it was out of this world. When Mary-Jane did that it only served to confuse Lisa even more. Her friend Mary-Jane wouldn't lie to her, Lisa didn't think. That is why she was determined to go through with this thing with Johnny. But Lisa kept asking herself an important question, 'how am I supposed to let him fuck me if I don't care for it when he just touches me?' She wondered if the fear of getting pregnant, instilled in her by her mom, was inhibiting her enjoyment of Johnny's advances. A possibility, she thought. Sure, she had a condom in her purse but would Johnny agree to wear it? But, while she was sure that that was part of it, Lisa had a nagging suspicion that alone didn't explain everything. She thought of Mary-Jane. Bottom line? To say for an 18-year-old, that Lisa was a very uninformed, confused and naive young woman would be an understatement. Again, a function of her mom, loving as she was, who, since Lisa had been about 12-years-old had always been terrified of the day Lisa would develop an interest in, or even a curiosity about, sex. Not realizing, even today, as some parents don't, that Lisa had already done just that. And that failing to educate Lisa in sexual matters was probably very unwise and that Lisa's lack of knowledge could easily lead to her being taken advantage of by a boy. And could well lead to the very pregnancy issue that so terrified Jacqueline Warren. You might think Lisa's mother was a bad mom or at least a very unobservant one, maybe lacking in some common sense when it came to the young woman her daughter had become. When you meet Jacqueline Warren soon you might understand her better. She had lots of problems of her own to deal with. Just before she embarked on her date with Johnny, Mary-Jane had tried to give Lisa a little pep talk. She had put her arm around Lisa, as she often did, trying to reassure her friend, hoping Lisa didn't notice that her arm was shaking today. Truth was, Mary-Jane felt guilty because she was lying through her teeth and she really didn't enjoy misleading Lisa. She hadn't liked much being fucked by Johnny. She hadn't liked or enjoyed it at all. But she felt she had to play up the time she had spent wriggling on Johnny's cock. It was part of her plan. The girls had been friends for years. They had done everything together. Got their first periods within days of each other. Developed tits at about the same time. Practiced kissing on each other. And now that Mary-Jane had given up being cherry it seemed natural that Lisa should also. Mary-Jane knew how uptight Lisa was about sexual things having been raised by her sexually uptight Mom. Once Mary-Jane had discovered masturbation it had taken her some considerable time to convince Lisa to give it a whirl. Mary-Jane, in sexual knowledge, thanks to her mom, was light-years ahead of Lisa. She thought Lisa needed to 'grow up' and have a better, more mature attitude toward sexual things. At the very least 'grow up' enough to be able to at least talk about such things without blushing. Despite having remained a virgin until a few days ago, Mary-Jane, in stark contrast to Lisa's situation, had been raised by a very open-minded Mom. She'd always been honest with her daughter about sex and its place in a woman's life and told her daughter than any time she felt she wanted to start having sex to come to her and she would help her. No, Mary-Jane hadn't remained a virgin out of fear of parental disapproval or any hang-ups or fear of sex. She had stayed cherry, 'til Johnny, simply because she had wanted to. Mary-Jane Montgomery simply had no interest in boys. And, thanks to her mom, she understood why. That is what she yearned to talk to her friend Lisa about. The truth was, Mary-Jane had fallen deeply in love with her friend, Lisa. She wanted only Lisa. And until she'd developed her plan recently, she had no idea how to accomplish being with Lisa as more than just friends. Convincing her to masturbate was a wonderful first step, Mary-Jane thought but that was a long time ago now and nothing had progressed since then. She was absolutely certain that if she tried something more with Lisa, her friend would freak out and that would be that. Her mom had tried to help her with suggestions on how to seduce Lisa but somehow, Mary-Jane, much as she loved and trusted her mom, didn't feel her mom 'knew' Lisa as well as she did. Wasn't aware of just exactly how innocent and naïve Lisa really was. So she just decided to bide her time and then, one day, this idea had occurred to her. No, she hadn't fucked Johnny because she liked him or was horny for his cock. She had fucked Johnny just as a first step in her new convoluted plan to get Lisa. Her thinking was, as all precedent told her, once she let Johnny pop her cherry, Lisa would naturally do the same. Then, Mary-Jane reasoned, Lisa might relax when sex was mentioned and be able to talk about sex a little more maturely. And then Mary-Jane was confident that she could lead the discussion around to where she wanted it. On each other. Girls being with girls. You are probably roaring with laughter right now at Mary-Jane's idea and asking yourself just what was the silly girl thinking? Was she even thinking at all? Mary-Jane would not have been able to give you an answer. She was just desperate. She sometimes wondered, in the long history of the world, just how many half-baked plans, plans that usually went awry, had been born out of desperation. Certainly Mary-Jane wasn't totally brain-dead. She knew her plan wasn't fool-proof, obviously. What horny-for-her-friend, desperately-in-love with her friend, 18-year-old's plans could ever be fool-proof? The dangers as Mary-Jane saw it, were two-fold. First, Lisa might just love being pounded by Johnny's pecker and then what chance would Mary-Jane have? And second, the other big draw-back to this plan was, of course, that if Lisa hated being fucked by Johnny, would she ever forgive her friend, Mary-Jane, for lying to her? For that one though, Mary-Jane felt she had what was, she thought, at least a semblance of a reasonable argument. One that fit right in with her dream of being together with Lisa as more than just friends. One that just might tip the scales in Mary-Jane's favor. If Lisa hated being screwed by Johnny, all Mary-Jane had to do, she thought, was point out that it could just be because Johnny was a guy and that Lisa was maybe one of those girls whose sexual inclinations didn't run to guys. And that maybe Lisa needed to check out the other ½ of the human race. Of course, Lisa loved Mary-Jane also. But she never thought anything beyond the fact that Mary-Jane was her best friend. It puzzled her but she'd never really thought it out, why Mary-Jane's image was in her head when she jilled off her cunt each night. The girls told each other everything, Lisa thought. And Mary-Jane had told Lisa that she was in her thoughts when she masturbated also. Then Mary-Jane came out with the bomb-shell that she was going to let Johnny bust her cherry and had run to Lisa's after, to tell her all about it. The girls had cuddled and giggled, drank some wine they had snuck from Lisa's mom and Mary-Jane told Lisa all the details and assured her there was nothing to be afraid of. She down-played the initial pain she had experienced when Johnny's big cock had ripped into her. She down-played the emptiness she felt after it was over. She very much over-played, not to mention out-right lied about the pleasure she told Lisa the initial twinges of discomfort had turned into. Lisa was still nervous but she also realized that she needed to grow up in this matters. Together the girls had mapped out the strategy to get Johnny to cock-poke Lisa's cherry too. Like it was going to be hard to get Johnny interested it that. Once again, Mary-Jane had twinges of conscience. But she told herself that for all she knew Lisa would love sex with Johnny. After all, a lotta girls seemed to. So it wasn't like she was urging her best friend to engage in some activity she knew for absolutely certain she was gonna hate. Yeah, it was a rationalization of the first order but what else did love-sick Mary-Jane have? She had to tell herself something to ease her conscience. Lisa enjoying sex with Johnny was definitely not conducive to Mary-Jane's plans but, she was desperate and thought it was worth the risk. And now that Lisa was with Johnny in the darkened movie theater, she found she didn't want him touching her. A couple of times he got a pretty firm grip on her tit before she could slap him away and it did not feel good to her. Something was wrong. Lisa's usually horny cunt wasn't creaming. She wasn't sure what was wrong. She was just sure it was her having the problem. That it was her fault. Johnny had his arm around her, titty-feeling when he could avoid her slaps, and she'd let him kiss her a couple of times. Short, cold kisses. And, she felt nothing. All she wanted to do was go home. Johnny and Lisa watched the rest of the movie. Johnny got one more little kiss and got his hands slapped a few more times. By the time they left the movie Johnny was pretty fed up but Lisa was just such a juicy-looking cunt that he hated to give up on balling her. The thought of sinking balls-deep in this fucking twat, as he thought of Lisa, the same as he thought of all chicks, was just irresistible. But he sure wasn't going to kiss her ass, if that is what she expected. No, sir! So Johnny got Lisa in his black Camaro and drove out to the lake. He parked, took a blanket from his trunk and he and Lisa walked down by the water. "I thought you were gonna take me home, Johnny?" Lisa accused him. Johnny spread the blanket on the sand, lay on it and invited Lisa to lay beside him. "Come on, baby. I'll take you home, never fear. But business first, chicky. Come to Johnny." Instead of joining the stud on the blanket, Lisa burst into tears. "I can't, Johnny," she sobbed. "I went out with you tonight to get my cherry popped and I know you want to do it for me, but I can't, I just can't!" Johnny'd had enough of this shit. "What a prick-teasing cunt," he yelled at her. "My balls are just aching. Shit, damn, fuck!" "I'm sorry, Johnny." Lisa cried. "If you want, I'll jerk you off." Lisa had never jerked off a cock, wasn't even sure how to do such a thing, but she'd heard other girls at school talking about doing it to guys so she assumed she could figure it out. She was an A-plus student after all. How hard could it be? Sorry for the pun. But Johnny wasn't gonna buy a hand-job from this up-tight bitch! He wanted it all! Johnny was boiling angry. "Fuck it. I'm leaving, you cock-teasing bitch! You know how many cunts around your old school I can fuck? I thought you were a cute little cherry, that wanted to grow up, that's all. Fuck you, Lisa. By the way, you owe me for the burger and fries and the movie." An Unusual Family Ch. 01 Johnny pulled out his cell phone and pushed the right buttons to connect him with who he knew would put out what he wanted. "Hi, Sandy-cutie," he said, when her heard the sexy voice of the horny skank that answered, - Johnny's opinion of this particular girl, any girl, really. Johnny loved fucking girls; he just didn't have a very high opinion of them! - "Johnny. Got a hot twat tonight? I'm coming on over. Get that snapper ready for some action." Lisa was crying. "Johnny, please take me home. I'm sorry, Johnny." Johnny however, had had enough with Lisa. "Fuck you, cock-teaser! Cock or walk I always say! Guess what, bitch? You're walking! I've wasted enough time with a cunt like you!" He threw his blanket in the trunk of his Camaro and roared the fuck out of there for greener pastures, leaving Lisa sobbing on the beach. Lisa cried for a bit and then took her cell phone out of her purse. She knew only one person who could help her now, who would understand, who she could talk with. She phoned Mary-Jane. Mary-Jane heard the sobs in Lisa's voice. "What's wrong, honey? Where the hell are you? What are you doing calling me? I thought you'd be getting that cute ass fucked off by this time!" "Oh, Mary-Jane, it was awful. I'm still cherry! Johnny left me here at the lake. My mom's not home and I couldn't phone her anyway and ask her to pick me up here. I'd have too much explaining to do about how I got here and why Johnny left me here. Do you think your Mom will lend you her car to come and pick me up?" "Of course, sweetie. I'll be right there." Mary-Jane went to find her Mom. Twenty minutes later, Mary-Jane's Mom pulled up to the edge of the sand at the lake. "Do you see her, MJ?" "Yeah, Mom," Mary-Jane said, pointing, "There she is. Sitting on the sand down by the water. Wait here. I'll go get her." In a minute Mary-Jane and Lisa were getting in the car. They got in the back seat together. Mary-Jane's Mom could see Lisa had been crying. "Are you all right, dear?" she asked with concern. "Mary-Jane told me what happened. As much as she knew. I understand. I drove her out to get you so Mary-Jane could hold you and be with you." "I'm fine, thanks." Lisa managed a smile. Mary-Jane's hugs felt wonderful. "And thanks for coming to get me. Can you just take me home, please." "I don't think so, dear. Mary-Jane tells me that your mom's not home. And, from what Mary-Jane's told me about your mom she wouldn't understand and you wouldn't be able to talk to her anyway. Am I right? I don't you think you should be alone right now. I think you need to talk. I think you better stay with Mary-Jane tonight." Once back at Mary-Jane's house, after thanking Ms. Montgomery again, profusely, the girls went upstairs to Mary-Jane's bedroom. "If you need me, if I can help, I'll be right here," Mary-Jane's mom called after them. Lisa sat her beautiful ass on Mary-Jane's bed. Her best friend sat beside her and put her arm around her. "Tell me all about it, honey," She caressed Lisa's neck. "Oh, Mary-Jane," Lisa said. "It was awful! Johnny kept grabbing my tits. Like, because he bought me burger and fries, he owned them. Then he took me to the lake and wanted me to lay on a blanket with him." "But that was the idea, Lisa." Mary-Jane reminded her, patiently. She put her head on Lisa's shoulder. "You were going to get Johnny to pop your cherry, remember?" "I know, honey, but when he touched me it just didn't feel right. I hated it! I didn't feel excited or sexy. Not like you touching me right now. It felt all wrong." Mary-Jane shivered. She was excited. This could be the moment she'd been waiting for, wishing for, dreaming of. The moment of truth. Maybe her big gamble was gonna pay off! She took one hand and caressed Lisa's cheek and turned her face to hers. "Does my touching you feel good, Lisa?" she asked softly. "Does it make you feel excited and sexy?" "Oh, yes, Mary-Jane! Nothing like Johnny! Better than Johnny! Way better!" "And then, how 'bout this?" Mary-Jane pulled Lisa's face closer, leaned forward and their lips touched. Now it was Lisa's turn to get all shivery. Her lips and Mary-Jane's snuggled together for a while then Lisa pulled back and said, "When Johnny kissed me and tried to lick my mouth before I could pull away, I hated it! But your lips feel good, Mary-Jane." Mary-Jane was now very excited. Trembling, in fact. All she had wanted out of her plan was to get Lisa laid so, having experienced sex, she wouldn't be so uptight about it. And then, Mary-Jane figured she and Lisa could discuss sex a little more intelligently and in a grown-up manner. Mary-Jane reasoned she could then bring up other sexual things. You know like girl to girl love-making. Yep, that was as far as Mary-Jane's thinking had taken her and as she'd known, even that little bit of a plan had its risks. Mary-Jane had never conceived that her plan would develop this particular ramification but, now that it had, she was delighted. This was a hundred times better! No! A million! She pulled Lisa's lips to hers again. She didn't have to pull hard or far. Lisa hadn't moved any since their last kiss. Lisa seemed eager. So Mary-Jane pressed her opportunity and she kissed Lisa again. Gently. Sweetly. Non-threateningly. She tickled at Lisa's lips with her tongue hoping Lisa would let it ease open. And she did! Sure enough, Lisa's sweet lips parted slightly. Mary-Jane's tongue instantly darted forward and found Lisa's and their tongue-tips tickled each others. Mary-Jane's hands were stroking Lisa's hair and holding her head in place as they kissed. It felt really good! When they had been younger, the girls had clumsily kissed many times, practicing for the day they'd kiss a boy, leastways Mary-Jane had pretended that she was practicing for boys, but this was different. Their tongues were being naughty now and saliva drooled from one mouth to the other. Mary-Jane could taste Lisa's red lipstick and could tell Lisa was enjoying her own pink, peach lip-gloss. Their tastes, mingled, was sweet and delicious. The teen's lips stayed entangled for a long, sweet time. It was like they both never wanted their kiss to end. But, finally, the girls had to part their lips for air. Both girls were breathing heavy. A few gulps of air later though, both anxious for more fun, their lips met again. Lisa was very excited. Her young heart was about to beat out of her chest. Her hands were tangled in Mary-Jane's black hair, their bodies were very, very close. And Lisa loved it. It felt perfect and right, quite, quite different then sitting close with Johnny in the darkened movie theater. She'd kept her lips resolutely closed when she allowed Johnny to try to kiss her. There she had slapped Johnny's hands when he tried to touch her boobs. Now she yearned for Mary-Jane's hands on her breasts. Tingles and flutters were racing all through her body. Mary-Jane had the same idea herself about her friend's titties. "You like my kisses, don't you darling?" she asked, unnecessarily. "And what about when Johnny touched your breasts, sweetie? You say it didn't feel good and you didn't like it? May I try and touch your breasts, Lisa? See if it feels any better to you?" Mary-Jane kissed Lisa again and felt her nod her head, yes. Mary-Jane slid her hands under Lisa's top and cuddled a titty in each hand through her bra. Lisa, heady from all the kissing, pleased she liked it after the distaste she felt when Johnny kissed her, wouldn't have dreamed have stopping her. It all felt too good. Mary-Jane squeezed gently and her thumbs wiggled under Lisa's bra and strummed Lisa's hard nipples. Lisa shivered more and thought she had never felt anything so wonderful as Mary-Jane's soft hands tenderly fondling her breasts. She wondered why Johnny grabbing her tits, even through her blouse, just felt icky and pissed her off while Mary-Jane's hands, inside her blouse, squeezing her boobs felt great. Lisa Warren, asked herself that question, surrendered to the shivers, but did not come up with any answer. Johnny was abrupt and rough. Mary-Jane was deliberate, soft and tender. Did that explain it? She kissed her friend some more. Sweet, tender kisses. She felt Mary-Jane unfastening the buttons on her blouse. Then her friend was unhooking her bra. It all seemed natural and wonderful to her. Her young body was responding to Mary-Jane's actions much like she had imagined a woman's body was supposed to respond in a sexual situation. And that pleased Lisa. She wouldn't have dreamed of interrupting Mary-Jane. She felt she was maybe gonna get some answers to all the things that had been plaguing her. And besides it felt very good. Very sexy. She was feeling like she thought a woman was supposed to feel. Mary-Jane was feeling wonderful herself. She stood up with all the clothes from the top half of Lisa's body in her hand. She dropped them and quickly she stripped to the same state of nakedness as Lisa. Now each girl had unfettered access to the lovely bosom of the other. Lisa thought that Mary-Jane had nice-looking titties. Not as big as her own, but they had a darling shape and nipples that poked right out there! Shyly at first, then bolder, Lisa reached out and cuddled her friend's titties. She had a very reasonable expectation that Mary-Jane wanted her to do just that. She'd never touched anybody's boobs before, 'cept her own and thought Mary-Jane's felt creamy and smooth. And jiggly! Mary-Jane lowered her head, kissed each of Lisa's nipples then took one into her mouth and sucked it. In contrast to when Johnny was touching her, when her pussy was ice cold, as Mary-Jane sucked Lisa's tasty nipple, Lisa's pussy was shivering and getting very wet. This was more like it! Sugary thrills were racing up and down Lisa's spine. She moved or her friend moved, it was hard to tell which the two girls were so much in sync, Mary-Jane's mouth to her other tit so her friend could love that tit-peak too. Gently, softly, Mary-Jane pushed her friend down on the bed. She had never done this with another girl but she knew what felt good and she could tell what she was doing was feeling awfully good for her friend. Mary-Jane was in heaven. She kissed Lisa and rubbed her boobs all over Lisa's bigger ones. Lisa sobbed and Mary-Jane sighed with the thrills that roared through their bodies as their nipples rubbed together. Lisa had a million thoughts spiking through her mind. She knew about lesbians from all her research and tales she'd heard girls at school gossiping about. Most of the other girls seemed to think being a lesbian was awful. Some things that Lisa had read had even declared that being a lesbian was a sin. Was she a lesbian? Lisa still didn't know for sure but even her fevered brain could start adding things up. All the little signs. One thing she decided for certain. If being a lesbian was awful and a sin she didn't care. Not if it felt this good! Mary-Jane spent a long, sweet time loving up Lisa's titties. She went at Lisa's boobs like there was no tomorrow! Every lick, every suck, every kiss on her friend's tits was causing more pussy-cream to puddle out of Lisa. And, for sure, Mary-Jane's pussy was on high alert. Lisa hugged her friend's head and took her face from her tits every so often for a long, loving kiss. Lisa moaned. This all felt so right. Mary-Jane Montgomery really was in seventh-heaven. She loved Lisa and here was her darling, trembling under the sucking of her lips. The answer to all her dreams. Mary-Jane hadn't touched Lisa's pussy yet. But she could smell the sex-cream and knew all her kisses, all her attention to Lisa's boobs were causing Lisa to wet up nicely. Like her mom had told her would happen. Mary-Jane didn't rush. Like her mom had advised her not to. She wanted to take her own sweet time and savor every delicious taste. And thrill her friend as much as she could. Her new plan? Make long, sweet love to Lisa and get her hooked on it. And, although she'd never made love to another girl before, thanks to her wonderful mom, she figured she knew exactly how to do it. She cuddled Lisa's boobies together and got both Lisa's nipples into her mouth for some sucks and love. She slid her lips up Lisa's neck and licked around her ears. She kissed her baby's eyes and kissed her honey's sweet, sweet lips. Lisa was moaning and shivering and clutching Mary-Jane's hair. "Oh, Mary-Jane!" she whined. "That's feels so, so good. So right. Are we queer girls? Don't answer! Just kiss me some more, darling." Mary-Jane was only too happy to oblige. She slid her lips around Lisa some more and worked her way back to Lisa's tits. 'Man,' she thought. 'Lisa must have some kind of sugar-coating in her bra to get these nipples to taste this sweet!' Mary-Jane had no other nipples to compare with Lisa's with but she doubted any others would be a sweet as her darling's! She gently took the nipples in her teeth and pulled and tugged at them. Lisa squealed with the delightful thrill Mary-Jane new tactic caused her. And now, after a burning trail of kisses and licks, Mary-Jane's tongue was in Lisa's belly-button, licking all around. Lisa liked that a whole lot. Her whole body was shivering and shaking. Mary-Jane had to pause all her kissing of Lisa's body to take a moment to peel off Lisa's skin-tight jeans. And her panties. She encountered no resistance. Just a lot of encouraging help as Lisa lifted her pussy skywards so her friend could ease her jeans and panties down over her ass. Mary-Jane gave Lisa's pretty, colorful, flowered panties a good sniff and even a lick before she causally tossed them. She knew where she could get more. And better! Then she resumed her pleasant task of kissing her friend's lovely body all over. The closer Mary-Jane got to Lisa's honey-pot the stronger was the smell of cunt-cream. Better than her sniff of Lisa's panties. She'd never done it, but she still couldn't wait to kiss Lisa's snatch and gobble her goo. Mary-Jane licked up Lisa's thighs and then all around Lisa's sexy, flat belly. Lisa's ass was wriggling on the bed. She ran her hands up and down Lisa's legs, loving the shivers and goose-bumps that brought out of her friend. Mary-Jane didn't know a lot about foreplay, except her mom had told her it was important. But she did know this. Both of them had enjoyed everything they'd done up 'til now. But she was anxious for her first taste of pussy. Her friend, sweet Lisa's pussy. She was nervous but eager. She reached down and grabbed a handful of Lisa's hot, wet pleasure-center. She palmed it and squeezed and fluttered her fingers over it. Mary-Jane just hoped her Mom didn't hear the shriek of pleasure that came out of Lisa then. What Mary-Jane didn't know was that her Mom was outside her bedroom door, right now. Roberta Mongomery rubbed her own crotch as she listened to her daughter make love to Lisa. She smiled as she listened to the happy squeals coming from Lisa as Mary-Jane got closer and closer to her pussy. Mary-Jane didn't go inside the sweet pudding of Lisa's pussy just yet. Lisa's cunt-mound was wet and soft and warm. Mary-Jane ran her palm all around Lisa's pussy-lips. Lisa quivered, shook her ass and squealed. Mary-Jane slipped a finger inside Lisa. Then two. Lisa's whole body seemed to be vibrating. Pure sugar-cream was melting out of her pussy. Mary-Jane's fingers and hand were soaked with it. "Oh honey! Oh Lisa-darling, I love you so much! I want to taste your sweet-stuff. I'm going to lick you up now, my dear, sweet friend! This is how girls in love show their love for each other! I'm gonna love you now, my darling! I do love you, Lisa!" Mary-Jane made moaning sounds as she buried her face in Lisa's crotch-fur. Lisa had fine, silky, blonde cunt-down and it tickled Mary-Jane's face. But she didn't notice as she moved her head around and kissed those soft cunt-petals and stuck her tongue in deep and wiggled it all around. Mary-Jane was excited at the profound effect that had on Lisa. "Oh, wow! Fuck, Mary-Jane. Oh, God, fuck-a-duck! Kiss my cunt some more, pretty-please, Mary-Jane! I've never had cums like this before! Give me some more cums! They feel so delicious!" Mary-Jane had never heard her friend use the word 'fuck' before. Never mind 'cunt'. She didn't think Lisa had really 'cum' yet even. She was a little shocked at Lisa's reaction to her pussy-kisses, but very pleased with herself. Of course, she had never heard language like that from her friend Lisa Warren before because her friend had never felt anything even remotely like this before! All her masturbating didn't come even close. Mary-Jane's mother, in the hallway outside her daughter's door, grinned. She'd known for a while that her daughter was exhibiting lesbian tendencies. Without being pushy, she'd tried to encourage her daughter in what, she figured, was the start of her daughter following in her footsteps. She'd known for a while that her daughter was hot and horny for her friend. Despite the fact that her daughter and Lisa were best friends, Mary-Jane's mom realized that she really didn't know Lisa at all. The girls came and went pretty much as they pleased. When they came to Roberta and Mary-Jane's house they usually just said 'hi' and disappeared upstairs into Mary-Jane's room. Roberta realized she pretty much only knew about her daughter's friend, only just what Mary-Jane had told her about Lisa being inexperienced and naïve. Listening in on the girls she realized that much was true. But she also realized why Lisa was an A-plus student at school. She was a quick study, a fast learner! Roberta was having cums of her own. Her hand was down the front of her jeans which were soaked in her own creamy cunt-drippings. Rubbing cums from her own pussy wasn't hard with all the stimulation of the thrill-sounds she was enjoying emanating from inside her daughter's bedroom. Lisa's squeals, as her daughter munched on her muff, had Mary-Jane's Mom's clit just burning and dripping. Mary-Jane, with no stimulation going on near her pussy at all, still was pretty much in ecstasy herself. All her teen-age dreams were coming true. The sweetness pouring out of her sweetie was overwhelming. She licked and gobbled Lisa's cream, licked for more. She found Lisa's clitty, sucked and licked it, and Lisa, obligingly, wiggled hard some more and another tasty stream of honey oozed into Mary-Jane's eager mouth. She had never eaten a pussy before. No, Mary-Jane Montgomery had no experience at cunt-lapping to guide her, just instinct, but for her darling Lisa she wanted to be the best cunt-lapper she could be. Definitely, what she lacked in experience, she more than made up for in sheer enthusiasm! And with Lisa clutching her head, holding it close to her, moaning and squealing, dripping hot cream, it didn't require a whole lot of instinct to figure that she was doing something right. Mary-Jane's used her tongue like a big ladle, scooping up all the cunt-honey she could. She had once visited her uncle who owned a sugar maple forest up in Vermont but neither the sweet sap that dripped from his trees or even the marvelous syrup that her uncle made from that sap could equal the wonderful juice that was pouring out of her wonderful Lisa. Mary-Jane was really glad that her plan had back-fired in a most pleasant way and that Lisa hadn't let Johnny's boner poke her. Somehow the thought of that big cock poking in Lisa's honey-pie sweetness, it now seemed to Mary-Jane would have been wanton desecration. Mary-Jane wanted Lisa's juicy pussy to be hers alone. Then Mary-Jane remembered the big, strap-on dildo her mother used on the women who came over for girlie-thrills while their husbands were at work. For the lifetime of sex-games she had planned for her and Lisa, she realized it didn't matter a whit whether Lisa got her cherry popped or not. But, if her darling still wanted to lose her cherry, Mary-Jane could ask her Mom to borrow the strap-on and do the job herself. An Unusual Family Ch. 01 Lisa's eyes were rolled back in her head now and she was whimpering in pleasure. Mary-Jane figured maybe she'd better ease off from her licking just a bit. She'd sucked Lisa into the 4th dimension, maybe she should slack off before Lisa sailed into the 5th. Mary-Jane wanted to suck this pussy for a good long time. She didn't wanna lose Lisa to the Twilight Zone! She eased off licking Lisa's hot pussy and started just caressing Lisa's golden, sun-kissed body, gently, trying to calm the bundle of sex-nerves down just a little. She sucked up a big mouthful of sweet cunt-sauce and moved up to kiss her darling. Lisa's eyes were closed and her head was rolling on the pillow. Gently, lovingly, Mary-Jane took Lisa's head in her hands and fastened her lips to Lisa's. Lisa's mouth opened and her tongue went into Mary-Jane's mouth, to swirl around in all her own cunt-honey that Mary-Jane had in there. Lisa's young body was still twitching with the after-thrills of all her cums. Mary-Jane kissed her and kissed her and kissed her. The two girls rolled around on Mary-Jane's bed and mashed their titties together, inter-twined their legs and rubbed their cunts together. They kissed lips. They sucked tongues. They squealed. They sucked. They kissed some more. They were in love.