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Me and Lisa

By: addieQ



Please note, the following story has graphic sexual content. If you are younger than 18, please do not read any further. Copyright by the author, feb 2007

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I was waiting for Lisa.

I was excited and eager to see her, it had been almost a year. She was away at school, and I was still here - in this lonely little town. My parents were away, and the house was quiet and lonesome.

Lisa was driving down from the high country, she was a college student and the campus was up in the mountains. It was supposedly a beautiful place. I have wanted to visit her, but it just never seems to work out.

When we talked, just before she started the drive, she sounded thrilled to have a break from school. And the drive was long, so it would be late before she arrived.

She did mention that she was nervous about traveling here. She could get such bad allergies during the spring. It was never a problem where she was, but this was a bad time of the year around here. There are lots of beautiful flowers in the rolling hills nearby, but those same flowers can make life totally miserable for Lisa.

So - I didn't really know when she would arrive, and she didn't have a cell phone.

I ended up falling asleep on the couch, it was a shallow and restless kind of sleep.

And then I awoke to the sound of a car in the driveway. Oh my god, she was finally here!

I jumped up to greet her.

I ran out into the dark and we hugged, hard and strong. I missed her so much, and it was wonderful to actually really and truly see her.

When Lisa walked into the house she looked really unhealthy. I mean, something was wrong.

"What is it?" I asked.

"Oh God, it's my allergies - it's really bad this time of year, and I haven't felt like this since last summer - and this is worse."

"Are you okay?" I asked.

Lisa's eyes were red and puffy, and he nose was running and she was sniffing constantly.

She said, "Oh - I'll be fine, I have some prescription medication, and it usually works great. I need to get it out of my duffle."

She reached into her big canvas duffle bag and found what she wanted.

She held up the little bottle of pills and said, "I took two of these, and I should feel better soon."

We talked for a while, about life and how much we hated not seeing each other for so long.

And it seemed like only just a few short minutes - and then Lisa took a deep breath and sighed. 

She said, "Oh good - I feel the medication kicking in, what a relief."

I asked, "Really, so soon?"

"Yeah, this stuff is great. Actually - I love these little pills." And she laughed. "They make me feel SO relaxed and I sleep SO well - it's heavenly!"

I looked at the bottle, and I read the text. It said take ONE every 12 hours. But, Lisa said she had just taken two.

"Lisa, did you take too many? It says take only one, but you took two!"

"Actually, I took three - because I took one during the drive, just a few minutes before I arrived here..."

The text on the bottle stated: May cause drowsiness.

Then I was worried, "Lisa, are you gunna be okay?"

"I think so - Yes, I'll be fine. When I took these last summer they really helped, and - Oh my god, they made me feel wonderful."

I asked, "Should I worry?"

"Oh no - I'm fine..."

But I was worried.

As time went on, Lisa began to slur her words, and her eyes got all droopy and sleepy. She was certainly happy, but it was an odd and intense kind of happy. I didn't know what was happening - should I worry? What could I do?

Now she was super sluggish, barely able to keep her eyes open.

I lead her to my bedroom, and let her lay down.

I told her to put on my pajamas, but she acted like she didn't hear me.

I knew what I had to do. I went into the next room and called a friend, she was a nurse. I was so nervous as I waited for her to pick up the phone.

When she answered I just blurted out all my fears, and she interrupted me, "Whoa, hold on - what's this all about - please stay calm..."

And I told her everything that had happened and I read from the prescription on the bottle.

When I mentioned the name of the medication she actually laughed out loud, and then explained, "This is a pretty common drug, and there are no dangerous side effects. Three pills is a lot, but it's not dangerous. Really - don't worry."

"But she's so sleepy, it's weird."

"That's normal, she'll experience some dramatic sleepiness. Some people even claim a sort of intoxication associated with this drug."

"Really?"

"Yes - from what I've heard the effect can be very pleasant. Some people report euphoria and an overwhelming sense of pleasure. It can be very powerful, so you should expect her to feel that way."

"So - It's going to be okay?"

And then my nurse friend laughed! She said she'll be totally fine, let her sleep and don't worry.

When I hung up the phone I was totally relieved. And I walked into my bedroom.

Lisa was on the bed, and as far as I could tell she was sound asleep. She hadn't put on my pajamas like I suggested. She was still in her clothes, her white button down shirt and her baggy denim work pants. Her shoes were off and she had bare feet.

I sat on the edge of the bed and quietly asked, "Lisa, are you asleep?"

And she smiled slowly, and opened her eyes and looked right at me, "I'm almost asleep - I feel wonderful."

"Don't worry about anything, my friend is a nurse and she says not to worry - everything is completely fine."

"Good, I won't worry - I think maybe I took too much, but it's so nice - it's like a dream."

And with that she closed her eyes and sighed - deep and contented.

I sat there for the longest time, just staring at Lisa. And - in a way, I was content. But in another way I was all worked up.

I hadn't seen Lisa in so long, and I was all wound up and concerned - and now she was here, but I couldn't talk with her. 

She was such a close friend, and she had been so supportive to me. The thing that had been bothering me, and we had even talked about it a little over the phone, was about my boyfriend and me. 

Well - my ex-boyfriend really. 

The whole thing was confusing and was making me so tense and worried. I wanted so bad to talk with Lisa.

The thing is, that - Well - Lisa had listened to me when I complained, and she was so sweet, too. Anyway - It was about the pressure to have sex, and the ugly break-up. But - I was so unfulfilled and upset. I couldn't make sense of my desires. Here's what was killing me, I'm just going to write it out - I haven't had a climax, and my boyfriend, oh god - he was really shameful and unkind about it. It made me feel so awful. 

It all left me so confused.

But I could always talk to Lisa. She would listen and she knew how to calm me down. She never really said, and I never asked - but I don't think she had ever had an orgasm either. And - I think - this was something we shared.

Anyway - I guess I was all preoccupied, and I needed Lisa right then - but all I could do was sit there next to her.

But - oh dear god - it was so good just to look at her. 

Actually, I was shocked at how pretty she looked, like a sleeping angel. She had changed since the last time I saw her. 

I feel silly saying this, but I was really checking her out, I mean REALLY - and it seemed nice. She used to be totally flat-chested, and now I could see she was finally getting breasts. 

She looked perfectly lovely.

But, because of her allergies her face seemed dry and swollen. I went to the bathroom and got a small bowl full of warm water and a washcloth. 

I came back to the bedroom and sat on the bed with Lisa.

I said, "Lisa, I'm going to wash your face, I have some nice warm water here, is that okay?

She calmly replied, "Oh Ann, that sounds nice."

I almost laughed. She obviously sounded sorta stoned, but the dreaminess in her voice was so intense. It sounded like she was in LOVE with the idea of warm water.

I wet the washcloth a little and touched it to her forehead. She immediately responded with a deep, "Mmmmm..."

I carefully wet Lisa's face, and all the while she lay there, with here eyes closed and a otherworldly smile.

The warm water and the washing was so luxurious. She was enjoying the attention - even in her spaced-out state, I could tell.

I have a big drawer right next to my bed, and it has all kinds of moisturizers, body oils and lotions. I'm kind of compulsive about this kind of stuff. But right then I chose my favorite face crème, and carefully applied it to Lisa forehead and nose. And then her cheeks and chin. It smelled lovely and Lisa would let out a gentle "cooing" noise of approval.

I asked: "Doesn't that feel nice?"

She spoke slowly, and said, "O yes - it feels SO nice. Thank you - I love it..."

I wanted to use a little something on Lisa's lips.

I asked, "Lisa?"

She opened her eyes, and in a sleepy way, she looked right at me. I smiled at her, and said, "Your lips - can I put some gloss on them?"

And she said, "Okay..." 

I had some glossy stuff in my bedside drawer. It was really oily - and smelled like cherries. It was so sweet and so fruity, I never really used it. But right then it seemed perfect. I put a dab on my finger and touched it to Lisa's lips.

I ran the my wet finger along her pouty lips. She smiled as I rubbed her lips. I put some more on my finger, and I could really smell the cherry sent, and said, "Lisa, don't smile - hold still..."

And then Lisa made a little kissy motion, and I thought she was being cute, and I put my middle finger right on the center of her little mouth.

Then she kissed my fingertip, my oily sweet fingertip. It was nice, and I liked it. I kept my finger there, unmoving. The Kiss was genuine and pleasant.

But, without realizing it, Lisa had wrapped her lips around my fingertip. And before I knew it, she was sucking my finger! 

It was so cute, she was all sleepy and sucking - she in some sort of blissful relaxed state at the same time. The sucking was like a baby would do - like it was involuntary. 

It was like she was in a baby dream.

I let her suck my finger, it tickled and felt pleasant.

But little by little, Lisa started to suck harder, and my finger was pulled deeper.

I was surprised at how nice it felt.

There was a rhythm, and a she started making a little nurturing noise, like she was trying to drink milk from my finger.

I was sitting there, and Lisa - my long lost friend - was sucking my finger like a little baby.

Oh god - it was so soothing and blissful.

Then - something really powerful happened - I was overcome by some deep emotion, it felt like pure joy. 

I just let her suck, and I just drank it all in - all the intensity of the moment.

Then I realized how perfect it all was - how wonderful.

And Lisa looked so bewildering - so wonderful.

Right then - and I don't really know why - I got all focused and preoccupied with Lisa's breasts.

It seems funny, but the just looked so pure and lovely. I mean - they're small, I mean, they seemed small - I guess compared to mine. But, they were bigger than the last time we saw each other last summer. I remember we talked about it - we laughed about it, how small they were.

I could see she was wearing a bra, and she never used to. It was just barely visible through her thin shirt. I was surprised to notice it, and at the same time - I was surprised at how pretty it seemed to me, I mean - it was beautiful.

But now - I wanted to see, it surprised me, but I really wanted to see.

I reached down and undid the top few buttons on her shirt. I could see her bra, and her pale skin. But I was afraid to actually open her shirt all the way.

I stopped, what was happening?

Right then, all I could think about was how beautiful Lisa was. And for some reason - I wanted to be closer. Or something - It was confusing.

I whispered, "Lisa, are you awake?"

And she opened her eyes just a little, and slowly said, "I'm awake - but I'm so - so sleepy."

"I'm worried - I feel funny..." a said as clearly as I could.

Lisa moaned a reply, "Mmmmmm - I feel funny toooooo..." 

It was obvious that She wasn't able to really answer me, or even to understand what was happening. I felt like I could say anything.

But - even in her slumbering, she was smiling and magical.

I lifted up her shirt, just a little to see her belly button. Why did I do it? I was so bewildered - but I really wanted to see her tummy. I mean, I had seen her in a bikini last summer - and I told her she had a super-cute belly button. But here I was staring at her perfect and beautiful belly button.

Oh my god - It was SO cute...

I touched it, and her tummy - and it felt so smooth.

Then without realizing it, my fingertips were resting on her jeans. On the button just above the zipper.

I didn't move - but I knew what I wanted to do.

I whispered, "Lisa - are you wearing panties?"

She didn't reply. She just lay there silent and slowly breathing.

I carefully undid the button and un-zipped her pants. I felt so sneaky - and it was fun and nice. I could see that she had on little pale blue panties - with exquisite little flowers.

"Lisa - these are so cute..."

I looked at her face, to make sure she was asleep - and I pulled her panties down, just for a peak.

And - Oh my god - I saw her pubic hair. I mean, just a little, and it was so thin and fine. It looked so unimaginably beautiful.

I think I gasped, I mean really. My heart was beating harder - and it was like I was feeling electricity run through me.

And then I did something that shocked me. I don't know why - but I did it.

I leaned in and pressed my nose against Lisa's panties, and inhaled as deep as I could.

Oh my god - it smelled so - I don't know - so warm. It was so wonderful - I can't understand why I did it , but I just lay there, with my nose pressed hard, taking deep breaths in, letting myself delight in the subtle but amazing smell.

I held on to her old jeans with both hands, and allowed my face to press right into her panties, and I inhaled deep - over and over - lost in the aroma.

Then I abruptly sat up, so aware of my own desperate thoughts.

I was like a robot, unable to control myself - I was outside of myself. I was just overflowing with emotion.

I couldn't help myself, I asked: "Lisa, I want to undress myself - I want to take my shirt off - is that okay?"

Without any hesitation, Lisa whispered, "Oh yes - that's okay - that's wonderful." 

And she said it in a way that left me feeling that she had no idea what I said - or what she said, but that she was lost in some dream - some magical dream.

Then I reached down and pulled my shirt over my head, and without any hesitation I undid my bra. I took it off and set it on the bed next to Lisa.

I sat there - shocked at my boldness. And I was actually surprised at how nice I felt, how pretty I felt. And - compared to Lisa, my breasts were round and large. They aren't really big, but at that moment they felt big.

And my nipples - they we hard from this overpowering sensual arousal.

I sat there on my knees, upright and looming above Lisa.

I asked, "Lisa, do you want to kiss my finger again?"

And she replied with her eyes closed, "Mmmm, okay..."

So I gently set my finger, and it was still wet, against her glossy lips.

Immediately she started to suck it - the same primal and impulsive sucking.

I sat there and let her suck my finger, and she was sucking hard. I was loosing myself in the moment, every worry I had seemed to melt away.

I was so content and fully at peace right then. But - I couldn't understand, I wanted more. I wanted to be more thoughtful, more alive. At that moment all I wanted to do was be naked - and it felt so natural - it wasn't naughty or anything like that. It was a really lovely and true desire.

I spoke as clearly as I could, "Lisa, Please listen - I am going to take all my clothes off, I want to be naked - Is that okay?"

All Lisa did was suck my finger a little harder.

Then I undid the zipper on my skirt, and I tried to pull it down - but I had to do it one handed. It was too tricky with my finger in Lisa's mouth. So I gently pulled it out.

As soon as it was out, Lisa made this adorable baby noise. She actually whimpered, like I had pulled a bottle away from a feeding infant.

I pulled my skirt and panties off as fast as I could, and put my finger back into Lisa's waiting mouth. She seemed to swallow it up and sucked furiously.

I let her suck.

There I was, naked and joyous - next to my closest friend. Who was madly sucking my wet middle finger. It was irrational - but I loved it.

I had to - I just had to ask Lisa: "I'm naked - I'm all totally naked - do you want to see me?"

And with that Lisa slowly opened here eyes, she didn't say anything - and I don't know what she was thinking. But she looked right at me and never stopped her compulsive sucking.

As she looked at me, I tried to sit up on my knees, to really let her see me. I was really exhilarated to be that bold - and I was - I don't know really - I mean, I was so turned-on. 

She was looking right at me - I mean, my nipples were really hard and I was so unafraid.

I moved from her side - I carefully straddled her - while she watched me. One leg on each side of her hips. My brown pubic hair touching her shirt. Her sleepy eyes were looking at me, straining to focus.

Without truly realizing what I was doing, I leaned forward, so my breasts were right up close to her lovely face. All the while she sucked my finger. And the sound was wet and sloppy.

I was on all fours, looming above her. Squatting above her belly. My breast jiggled with each nervous inhalation. They were hanging down just inches above her face. My middle finger in her mouth.

She kept here eyes on me for perhaps a minute, maybe longer, then she slipped back into her place of submissive sleep.

I wasn't really thinking - I was just letting myself go...

"Lisa - can you hear me?"

She replied with a passionate, "Mmmmm..."

I cautiously pulled my finger out of Lisa's wet mouth. And she immediately made that compulsive sucking motion to the empty air.

"Lisa, I feel so full of love right now..."

I carefully inched my hard nipple toward her open mouth. I couldn't help myself.

I held my nipple just barely above her hungry little mouth. I couldn't stop, I leaned in and my soft breast met her wet lips, and immediately she was swallowing my big hard nipple.

And she sucked deep and intensely - Oh god, I was shocked! I mean I was just thunderstruck.

It was so urgent and primal. 

Instantly - I was awash in an overpowering sexual excitement - Oh my god, I was so turned-on - I had NEVER felt anything like it before. It was like some crazy switch had been thrown in my head.

I felt beautiful and obscene - I felt like an angel and a pervert - all at the same time.

I let her suck, I desperately loved it.

I moaned out a passionate whisper, "Lisa - oh god Lisa."

She was drooling and sloppy. My breasts were getting wet and slippery.

I couldn't help any of this - it just felt too wonderful.

I was loosing all control. I was naked, and Lisa was still fully dressed. It was so beautiful.

I spoke to Lisa, "This feel so good. Lisa - You're sucking, it feels so good..." 

I realized I was pressing my crotch into her shirt, and kind of humping her, and she was sucking my erect nipple so hard, and so loud.

It felt so - oh my god - it felt SO sexy.

I went on talking, "Lisa - You're sucking - my nipples - Oh god Lisa - it feels so good..." 

I was holding Lisa's lovely head in my hands. Her eyes were closed, like she was in some passionate trance.

I whispered, "Suck harder Lisa - please - it's okay - suck harder..."

If she heard me - I don't know. I wanted her to hear me, I know that.


Me and Lisa



I thought I might start to cry - I sat up and lifted my breasts away - and looked down at Lisa. 

She was still desperately sucking, at nothing - at the air between us - She was sucking in a haunted unflinching way.

"Oh Lisa..."

I put my face to hers, and kissed her - all over and she seemed to respond. She was still sucking. I let her suck my nose and my chin - my eyebrows and my lips. 

I suddenly found myself lying on top of her, hugging her, and my hips were pumping.

I couldn't help it - I kissed her right on her mouth. It was wet and unrestrained, and it still tasted like cherry lip-gloss. I stuck my tongue in her mouth - and oh dear god - she sucked that too. This was almost too much - I thought I might explode.

I let her suck my tongue for a long time. It was wet, sloppy and delicious.

Then I sat up, took a deep breath and looked down at Lisa - and at my self. Lisa was so responsive to all of this - and she was proclaiming something to me - even in her dream state, she was sexual and writhing.

I announced aloud, in a clear and calm voice, "Lisa, I am going to undress you. I am going to take ALL of you clothes off - do you hear me? Do you understand?"

Her response was quiet, and maybe I didn't hear it at all. But she seemed to say: "Mmmmm - Yes - Yes..."

With that, I unbuttoned her shirt. As I did, I talked to her, "Oh Lisa, this will be better when we take this off."

And, as I took off her shirt I said "Good girl, let me lift this off." She rolled over a little as I impatiently pulled at her shirt.

She softly spoke in a groggy voice, "Okay - here, let me help."

Strangely, in a half-asleep way - she was actually helpful, her eyes would open and she would smile a big happy grin.

I took off her shirt, and I took off her pants and let them fall to the floor.

Lisa lay there, breathing deep and slow - wearing nothing but her white bra and baby blue panties.

I sat there next to her, on all fours, naked and flushed.

What was happening? I so dearly loved Lisa, and this was so unreal.

Just a minute before I had let her suck my nipples, and - oh Jesus, she sucked my tongue. 

I mean, only minutes before - I had put my nose right up to her panties. It was crazy - but it was so exciting.

Her bra was simple and white, and I could easily see her nipples pressing up against the thin fabric. 

I said, "Lisa - I am overcome with emotion - please let me do what I am about to do..."

She whispered a hushed reply, "It's okay..."

And then I took off her bra, and the perfect image of her tiny breasts just made me crazier, they looked so amazing - so perfect.

I mean - whatever was happening - Lisa could feel it. I mean really FEEL it. It was so beautiful, her nipples were hard and erect. I mean, it was obvious she was turned-on. It was like the room was on fire.

Her light blue panties were small and tight. I had - just minutes before, smelled them. But now, seeing them, and they were SO pretty - I don't know - they just seemed SO cute - to the point where it made me absolutely crazy.

I gently spread Lisa's legs. So I could see right in between, right where her subtle mound was. 

And - I was shocked, she was wet!

Oh god, there was a tiny - well, actually a surprisingly big wet spot - right in her crotch. Lisa's panties were wet!

Was it from all of this? She must be completely reacting to all of this, ALL of this. I mean, the kissing and the sucking, and me being naked, and the smells and the sensations...

Oh god - Lisa...

I was on fire - and beyond control - I pulled off her panties.

Then - Oh dear god - she was totally naked.

I froze from the sight, it was just TOO beautiful.

Her pubic hair was thin and delicate, that brief view I had before was nothing like this. All I could do was stare.

She was asleep, and pliable - and so perfectly beautiful

Without realizing it, I put my face in against Lisa's pubic hair. I inhaled deep, and it was heavenly.

The deep wet smell, and my nose - my face, oh my god - I was gently kissing Lisa's plump and smooth vagina. 

I was uncontrollable - I was so unimaginably excited.

I kissed and licked and sucked. I moved Lisa's legs, so I could kiss more - so I could taste more. Everything was wet, and her smooth lips were open and receptive. Oh god - her lips were wet, hot, slippery and delicious.

And then I heard it, she moaned.

Oh god, she was feeling this - she was enjoying this. 

I found her firm clitoris, and licked and sucked. 

Lisa was breathing deeper, I could hear it - and she spread her legs wider.

And she was rocking her hips - pumping her groin - smooth and steady into my licking tongue and mouth.

Then she let out a passionate moan. And then she said, "Oh god - oh god..."

I sat up to see her. She was looking at me, and her body was pumping and alive with uninhibited energy.

I frantically reached into my bedside drawer, and took out a bottle of body oil. I poured a thick stream across Lisa's pubic hair and let it run down between her throbbing legs.

I smeared it in with my hands, gently aver her pink little lips. The smell was wonderful, strong and sweet. I lifted her legs and smeared it into her little anus. It was warm and slippery and so smooth.

I pressed her legs wide and high - and looked at her tiny smooth anus. I rubbed the slick oil as firm as I could. Lisa was so responsive, she was humping my hand, and her tiny oily anus was pulsing...

I kissed her open vagina, I licked her tiny anus - I was awash with love. And Lisa was humping my oil-coated face.

I sucked her clitoris as steady and as fast as I could. I let my oily tongue race across it with as much fury as I could handle.

Lisa moaned out a thrilling, "Yes - Oh god - YES!"

She was so unrestrained, without anything holding her back.

I put my oily thumb against her wet open lips, and she must have felt it - because she seemed to squirm down, desperate to let it enter.

I sat up, enough to see her - all of her, and her pumping naked body.

And I pushed my thumb into her.

Immediately she groaned - it was loud and primal.

I began to thrust my thumb - in and out.

With each deep push, Lisa said, "Oh - Oh - Oh..."

I tried to speed up, and I poured more of that sweet oil on my hand, and let my thumb slap hard against her slippery groin.

I said, "Lisa, Oh PLEASE - Lisa, I want you to come - PLEASE..." 

She replied, "Yes - YES - it feels so good..."

I asked, "Harder?"

She stammered, "Oh - Oh god - YES!"

I pumped my thumb faster, and all the oil made it glide so amazingly smooth. And Lisa instantly began to shiver.

Then it sounded like Lisa was crying.

I looked at her face, and her eyes were open, and asked, "Lisa, are you all right?"

She whispered to me, in a panting reply, "Oh god... I love you so much..."

I didn't know what to do. I just kept pumping my oily hand. It felt so magical, it was smooth and warm.

Lisa gasped, "Oh God! Faster..."

Then Lisa started to wriggle herself, she was franticly trying to push herself into my thrusting hand and thumb. Everything was so oily, and so fast - that it almost seemed like my hand was becoming a blur.

Lisa gasped, "Oh - Oh - Oh, I'm going to come..."

Lisa was about explode.

"Oh god, I'm going to come..."

I leaned forward and kissed the smooth oily skin of her tummy, and I could feel the spasms of ecstasy with my lips.

"Oh god - YES!"

I tried to see, she was trembling - and her tiny breasts were bouncing frantically.

Then it happened, and I could feel all of it, Lisa climaxed in an amazing orgasm. Lisa was moving too much, I just held my thumb still - holding it deep inside her - and I could feel the powerful spasms squeezing my wet thumb.

She screamed out, "Oh god - Oh god - I'm coming!"

Suddenly my hand against her groin was awash in hot liquid.

Lisa's hips convulsed, and she let out a series of passionate sobs. I held on. It lasted a few short moments, and then the waves of her climax slowly subsided.

Lisa lay there her chest heaving, her eyes closed.

I had just seen the most magical and beautiful thing I could ever imagine. I held my thumb inside her, and it was so amazing.

Suddenly, I started to cry - I know she was unable to hear me, but I couldn't help it. I cried and watched Lisa breathing. I cried for a long time.

The next thing I knew - I had the bottle of body oil in my hand - and I realized how full the bottle still was.

I poured the rest of the oil - ALL OF IT - on to Lisa, on her breasts, on her neck, her tummy and between her legs. I was flooded with the sweet lovely scent. The oil got everywhere, dripping down onto my old bed spread, at that moment I didn't care about anything but her beautiful shiny body.

And then I put both of my hands on Lisa's slippery torso and rubbed. Oh my god, it was so smooth and sensual. 

I said to her, "Lisa, this feels so magical, so wonderful."

And she replied in a clear calm voice, "It's nice - this feels so nice..."

Now I was as oily and slippery as Lisa. 

I climbed onto Lisa, I straddled her. I pushed my crotch - my oily wet vagina firm against her belly. I made smooth humping motions - back and forth - all across her slippery body. Pumping across her breasts, he r hard nipples, her pubic hair, her neck and her legs.

And then I felt the firmness of Lisa's hip bone.

Oh my god - Lisa's protruding hip bone. It was smooth and unyielding and slathered with oil.

The sensation was bewildering. I held my self still for a moment, trying to drink in the magnitude of what was happening.

I was so turned on - rubbing my plump clit - with a thick glossy layer of slippery sweet oil against her silky smooth hip bone.

Then I rocked with more intensity, and the sensation was sending me into some hidden and passionate place, a place I've never been before.

I whispered, "Lisa? Can you hear me?"

Lisa meekly spoke, "Oh yes - this feels so good..."

I leaned in and kissed her. Wet, on her mouth. I stuck my tongue deep into her mouth - and again, without any hesitation, she sucked it. Oh my god, right then - I thought I might explode.

I started humping furiously, with a force that shocked me. I was grunting and panting, and I broke away from the kiss.

"Oh god - Lisa..."

Then, Lisa's arms were holding me, like she was pulling me it toward her. The oily wetness was getting sloppy and noisy.

I tried to kiss Lisa, to touch her face - but I was too far-gone. All I could do was pump and rub my slippery clitoris against her smooth firm hip bone.

I pushed and humped, I tried to hold her tiny breasts, and I did for a while, all oily and perfect. But all I could do was let myself fall into the building emotion, and rub even harder.

"Yes, oh god - Lisa, yes..."

I humped and rubbed my sopping vagina against Lisa with an even faster rhythm.

I was startled to see Lisa's face, her eyes wide and she seemed completely awake. And, she was smiling. And - Oh god - she looked so unbelievably beautiful.

She wrapped her oily arms around me tighter. And I could feel her, she was rocking in a passionate sexual rhythm - matching my humping.

Lisa spoke, clear and slow, "Oh god, this feels so nice..."

Then I felt it, and it came on strong and steady. I began to gasp and moan, and then my hips pumped in these fast shivering pulses. There was a wet and rhythmic slapping noise, I started shaking

I gasped, "Lisa - I'm going to - Oh Jesus - I'm gunna come..."

"Good - please - I want you to - please..."

Lisa's pale skin was so smooth - and SO oily -and I was rubbing - hard, with my firm slippery clit.

"Lisa - I'm - I'm gunna come..."

And then, I felt Lisa's slippery hand on my bare bottom. She was awake and smiling. She wrapped her hands into my oily crack - in an effort to hold on.

I thought I might scream, the sensation was so intense. And I could watch beautiful face - and her oily breasts - and her smile.

I stammered, "Lisa - Oh god - Lisa..." 

"Yes - yes..." gasped Lisa.

I blurted out, "Lisa - Oh god- I love you." I was shocked at my response, but it was impulsive - and true.

And, her body - like it was involuntary, rocked smoothly to meet my sexual humping motions. 

Lisa slowly started to build in intensity, swaying a little more deliberately. And, I wasn't sure how the drug was effecting her - it was impossible to know, but she was obviously getting into it. 

She started to squeeze my butt, and right then I knew it was going to happen.

"Lisa - Oh God - I'm going to come..."

With that she rocked even harder. Her hands moved under my ass, and she started squeezing both cheeks, they were oily and slippery. I was breathing harder. My pelvis was desperately pumping firm against her smooth skin. This went on for a few minutes, and I couldn't believe how excited it made me. 

Suddenly, - Oh my god, she was smiling - and I was even closer to exploding. 

"Lisa - Oh god - oh god..."

She smiled, a comforting smile. I could feel the ecstasy, and I had no idea I could feel this way.

I wrapped my thighs around Lisa's oily middle, and I literally started to heave violently against her slippery hip, and I started to shudder and then I started to moan - and then I felt like my whole body was vibrating.

Between gasps I said, "Lisa - Oh god - I love you!"

And then it happened.

I'm not totally sure what I did, but it was loud and I know I screamed. 

I squealed, "Lisa, OH FUCK - YES!" 

I was shaking with powerful waves and convulsions.

The sensitivity of my clitoris had just multiplied, and her slippery hip bone felt like electricity. I'm not sure what happened, I was flooded with an intense rush. I screamed her name again, and I was overcome with a hot wave of passion.

I was humping furiously. I felt like my whole body, my whole soul - EVERYTHING, just released in some giant wet gushing explosion. It lasted for what seemed an eternity.

"Oh god- Oh god..." I stammered.

Lisa held me so tight - and she rocked smooth and hard, as I convulsed in a heavenly climax. 

Then, as it subsided, Lisa lay there with closed eyes and in a dreamy way, she said, "Oh my god, that was so nice..." 

Her face was glowing, and she looked absolutely like an angel.

I was so overcome with emotion, my first orgasm, all I could say was, "Lisa - I love you."

"Yes, baby - YES..."

I stammered, "Lisa - Lisa, I love you Lisa..."

And I held her as she slept - my slippery angel. And I too fell asleep. 

A deep contented sleep.



Me and Lisa's Dildo



CAUTION: This is basically a smutty story about sex between a very happy man and woman. However, toward the end, it describes the woman using a dildo on the man's ass. If this sort of thing bothers you, I suggest you either skip the story or just read through the part where she cums for the fourth time. 

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One morning last week, I got a very welcome call from Lisa who, for several reasons, is one of my favorites. She is about my age, which is older than most of my lady friends, and very nice. In addition to that, she enjoys all kinds of sex. That does not make her unique, but is certainly a plus. She is a large woman, which I also like, not big enough to be called a BBW but full figured, which is my favorite kind of figure. These qualities and her sexual openness are good, but what really makes her unique is that she uses a dildo while we make love. That would not be unusual either but, instead of using it on herself, she holds it in her hand and, while sucks me off, rams it in and out of my ass. 

Ever since a memorable experience with the ghost of the aunt of another of my lady friends, I have enjoyed this kind of action. Some would call it a perversion but, as long as nobody gets hurt and everybody has fun, I see nothing perverted about it. Lisa enjoys doing it as much as I do, and has a lifelike nine inch rubber toy that she keeps in her panty drawer. She likes to use it on her pussy and, while it is still wet with her juices, use it to give my ass a workout.

"Hi, Georgie Porgie," she started. "This is your little Tweety Bird." I smiled because she was using the nickname she likes to use, and because the only thing little about her is the amount of her sexual inhibitions. Actually, that amount is so small as to be non-existent because she has no inhibitions at all that I know of. 

"Hi, Tweety Bird. How are you this fine day?"

"Not so good, I'm afraid. I've got a major case of PMI today." As I am well aware, that abbreviation stands for pre-menopausal insatiability. Lisa says she didn't coin the phrase, but she is the only person I have ever heard use it. It's another way of saying she's very horny. 

"Well, Lisa, that sounds quite serious. I'd better come over and see what I can do to alleviate the situation." 

"I'd appreciate that. Your little rubber friend would appreciate it too. I've been entertaining him and he's helped my PMI a couple of times, but I really need you to come over and attend to it the way you do so well. He hasn't seen you for quite a while and would love to say hello too." 

I smiled and my ass tingled when I heard her say that because it had been a long time. "Well, I'm looking forward to renewing my acquaintance with him too. How about two o'clock this afternoon?" 

"That's fine. We'll be here waiting for you. I'll entertain your friend some more while we're waiting."

That gave me time to take a dose of Viagra, which I knew I would need, and to shower and shave. Except that I have a mustache, I am always clean shaven when I get together with one of my lady friends, because I don't want to give somebody a whisker burn while I'm eating her pussy. Lisa is a blue-eyed blonde, and her skin is unusually fair and sensitive, especially the insides of her thighs and, when she is cumming, she squeezes my head like a nutcracker while thrashing around on the bed. If I didn't shave before going to see her, the resulting irritation to her legs could be quite painful, and I believe sex should be nothing but fun for everybody involved. 

It was actually a few minutes before two o'clock when I arrived at Lisa's apartment building and rang her doorbell. "Who is it?" she asked in her pleasant contralto voice. 

"It is I, George Porgie. I have come to relieve your PMI." There was nobody else around to hear me so I didn't mind being rather silly. 

"That's good, because it's as bad as it's been for a long time. I hope you're ready to stay here and take a long time treating it." The buzzer sounded, so I pushed the door open and went in. 

Lisa's apartment is on the second floor near the head of the stairs. I was sure she would be waiting for me at her door, so I walked up, knocked lightly and called out to her. The door opened just enough for me to slip inside, which I did, followed by closing the door and locking the deadbolt. I turned around, eager to feast my eyes on my beautiful Tweety Bird. 

The foyer was quite dark, especially after the brightness of the outside hallway, but I could see her long blonde hair and pale face. Her body was completely covered by a dark garment; I thought it was probably the navy blue bathrobe I know she often wears. When she stepped forward and I reached out to hug her, I saw movement as she opened the robe to let me reach inside. That was more than okay with me because my hands and arms would be hugging the soft, smooth skin of her back and sides, which is infinitely nicer than terrycloth. 

As soon as we began kissing, both of us with our mouths wide open, Lisa's tongue slipped inside to greet mine. While they were busy saying hello, her hands were also busy unzipping my jacket and pulling it off me. She removed one sleeve at a time, so I always had at least one hand caressing her back, which was covered by some kind of very thin, silky fabric. After dropping my jacket to the floor, Lisa unbuttoned my shirt and removed it the same way, so I was naked above my waist. 

We broke off the kiss and Lisa drew her face slightly away. "Hi, Georgie Porgie. It's really good to see you again." 

It's really good to see you again too, Tweety Bird, except that I haven't actually seen you yet." 

"Don't worry. You will soon enough." She leaned forward and we resumed kissing. I realized that, although I am almost five inches taller than Lisa, her face was even with mine. I deduced that she must have been wearing very high heels. 

While our lips and tongues were happily making love to each other, Lisa put her arms around my back and pulled me tightly against her, pressing her big, bare breasts against me. They are soft and succulent, but her nipples were hard, and I could feel them digging into my chest. My hands caressed her back and sides, and I reveled in her soft skin and sumptuous curves. The Public Health Service might look down their collective noses at their scale and their height and weight chart and say Lisa was overweight, but what do they know? Her body is one of the sexiest I have ever seen or felt, and I'm including even my 18 year old lady friends in the comparison. The softness and plumpness of her back and the rest of her body are part of that sexiness. I believe real women have curves, and I very much dislike being able to count a woman's ribs while I am hugging her. 

Our kiss continued for a long and pleasurable time, and I let my hands do more exploring. Just above the delightful flare of her hips and ass, I felt a different kind of material. It was a garter belt, I realized, and when I felt the taut straps, I knew they were fastened to stockings. Below the garter belt, my fingers encountered even softer and smoother skin and, when I felt them slide into the cleft of Lisa's gorgeous ass, I knew she was not wearing panties. I really love looking at her marvelous figure, but just then I was having a lot of fun "seeing" Lisa's voluptuous body with my hands. 

I was not the only one whose hands were busy while we were kissing. I felt knuckles pressing into my belly and I felt my belt buckle come open. Knowing what Lisa was doing, I scuffed my shoes off and kicked them over in the direction of my shirt and jacket. The button of my waistband and the zipper of my fly were unfastened next. My pants puddled around my ankles after Lisa pushed them down, and I stepped out of them and my foot pushed them aside. All I had left was my socks and underwear. 

The latter wouldn't stay on me very long either. Lisa's hands slid inside the elastic waistband and briefly did almost the same thing as I was doing to her body, except they circled around to the front to gently hold my cock, which was getting harder by the second. 

"You really are glad to see me, aren't you, Georgie Porgie?" 

"I'm really glad to be here with you, but I still haven't seen much of you." 

"Well, come along to the bedroom with me and we shall change that." 

Before heading for that destination, though, my sweet Little Tweety Bird stretched out the waistband of my underwear so it would clear my erection, and pushed the garment down to the floor. After kicking it aside, I was completely naked except for my socks. Lisa turned toward her bedroom and we walked side by side toward it, her hand lightly holding my stiff cock and my hand inside her bathrobe caressing her lovely naked ass. 

The bedroom was warm and very well-lighted, since Lisa likes to be comfortable while making love, and to enjoy all aspects, including the visual ones. The bed was freshly made, but with only some pillows and a single fitted silk sheet, because neither of us is so modest as to feel the need for any covering, nor did we need anything for warmth. Sitting on one corner of the bed was a tube of Aqualube and the dildo that I recognized as the one I call my little rubber friend. From its shininess I could tell that it was wet, presumably with Lisa's pussy juices, and the sight of it made my ass tingle again. As I had surmised, Lisa was wearing her navy blue bathrobe, but that was quickly discarded. This left her wearing a scarlet, transparent negligee, open in the front, and a matching garter belt with stockings attached, and high heeled pumps. The sexy clothing contrasted beautifully with her very fair skin and her blonde pubic hair. 

I have always known that Lisa is a natural blonde. She tells me she usually wears her hair up, but when she makes love, she lets it down, both literally and figuratively. Her nickname is connected to her hair also. She used to wear a very bouffant hairdo and, because of that and her blondness, some of her friends compared her appearance to that of Tweety Bird, the yellow canary who was constantly being pursued by Sylvester Pussycat. That was long ago but the nickname has stuck, and she likes to use it and to have me call her that. Whatever I call her, she is sexy and beautiful and uninhibited. 

Once again, we embraced, and pressed our open mouths together to let our tongues enjoy each other's company some more. While we kissed, Lisa backed up, pulling me with her, until her thighs were pressed against the edge of the mattress. When she sat down, I stepped back so she could swing her legs up onto the bed and scoot over to the middle, sliding one of the pillows under her head. Before doing anything else, I sat on the edge of the bed and removed my socks, considering it to be extremely dorky to make love while wearing them. Completely naked, I knelt on the bed and moved to the middle, to lie on my side next to Lisa, and lean toward her so we could resume kissing. 

This one didn't last very long, but I had no wish for my mouth to get lazy. I kissed Lisa all over her pretty face, including her eyes and ears, because I know hers to be very erogenous, before trailing butterfly kisses down her throat. She knew where my mouth was heading, and her negligee was spread open and out of the way, so Lisa could cup her gorgeous breasts in her hands to offer them to me. One time she told me they were size 40 but that is just a number and doesn't mean much to me. All I cared about was that they are big and beautiful, with unusually large, sensitive nipples. 

I started licking one of her nipples and it felt even better on my tongue than it had against my chest. Because it is so big, I licked with broad strokes, sometimes letting my tongue curl around and caress the big areola at the base of the nipple. Lisa was already cooing with pleasure and I could smell the delightful aroma of her pussy juices, which was surprising, because we had just started. In a few minutes, I would be tasting those juices, but first I wanted to enjoy the feeling of her erect nipples against my lips and tongue. Lisa really enjoys having her breasts lipped and sucked, especially her nipples, and there are few things I enjoy more than licking and sucking her there. 

On this day, though, she had other ideas. "That feels wonderful but I really need your mouth a bit farther south. Your little rubber friend didn't complete the job the last time, and I need you to make up for it." 

I heard her and it was my intention to thoroughly eat her pussy, bringing her to at least one orgasm and probably two. First, though, my mouth was eager to fondle her breasts some more. I switched to the other nipple and started licking it the same way. After a few seconds, I felt Lisa's hands on my shoulders, firmly but gently pushing me down to where she wanted my mouth to go. Some people have accused me of being "not very sharp" but I could certainly take that hint, and I kissed and licked my way down Lisa's delightfully plump belly until I reached the edge of her garter belt. I was quite sure that Lisa wanted to leave that garment on and, since it wouldn't be in the way and would add an additional erotic quality, I left it alone and got off the bed. 

I got back on at the foot and walked on my knees until I was between Lisa's legs. She saw me, smiled, and handed me a pillow, which I slipped under her ass. It would raise her pussy to the perfect height for eating. With the pillow in pace, I started to lean forward, and Lisa raised her legs to rest them on my shoulders. The fabric of her stockings felt quite pleasant as it rubbed against my skin and, after wrapping my arms around her thighs, I could feel the straps of her garter belt pressing against my biceps, and felt the heel of one of her shoes brushing against my shoulder as it lightly swung back and forth. 

My face was just inches from Lisa's squirming pussy and, before doing anything else, I admired its beauty. Her very fair skin merged with the sparse blonde pubic hair that framed her outer lips. Lisa's inner pussy lips, as beautiful as flower petals, were red and swollen with lust and had blossomed through the slit formed by the outer lips. At the upper end of the inner lips is Lisa's precious clit, so engorged by then it had also pushed its way out from under the protective hood formed by the labia. My hands were resting on her mons but I moved them lower and gently spread apart her inner lips to gaze, enraptured, at the wet, pink hole they surrounded. 

This was the source of the juices that had pleased my nostrils with their delightful aroma, and I could see more of them bubbling up and dribbling out. I leaned forward and delicately licked them off Lisa's crotch and pussy lips. The flavor was amazing, even better than their fragrance, which I expected but otherwise would not have thought possible. As my tongue caressed the lips of her heavenly pussy, Lisa moaned in pleasure, which was music to my ears. 

Eating a marvelous pussy like Lisa's is truly a treat for all my senses but the one that was receiving the most pleasure was my sense of touch. Her crotch was smooth as the finest silk; her engorged lips were soft and spongy against my tongue and, as I licked them, her pussy started slowly fucking up against my face. I enjoy every aspect of eating Lisa's pussy, and one of the best parts is knowing how much pleasure it gives to her, and I could tell that she was immensely enjoying my ministrations. 

"Suck my clit, George, and suck it good. I really need to cum," Lisa interrupted her moans of pleasure to beg me. 

I knew her need was urgent because she had called me by my name instead of some affectionate nickname. More important, even though I had just started eating her pussy, she was already whimpering from the intense pleasure and producing her delectable juices, seemingly by the bucketful. Furthermore, her whole body was writhing on the bed, with her head tossing back and forth on her pillow. Her case of PMI was even more advanced than usual that day, but I knew how to alleviate the symptoms, and I wouldn't have cured the condition even if I had been able. 

Her precious clit was so swollen with her lust that it had completely pushed its way out from under its protective hood, so I moved my face slightly so my mouth could engulf it. While my lips formed a seal at the base of the luscious morsel, I sucked on it and caressed the sides and top with my tongue. 

"Yes! Yes! Like that!" Lisa blurted. 

I continued like that for another minute, while the movements of her body became even more frenetic. "Oh! Oh!" she cried. "Oh, God! I'm cumming." 

Her legs squeezed my temples while her hands went to the back of my head to press my face tightly against her eager pussy. Holding me prisoner and whimpering ecstatically, Lisa rocked from side to side and back and forth, her ass bouncing on the bed. I enjoyed the wild ride almost as much as she did, clinging to her thighs and licking and sucking her beautiful clit. 

With a great spasm of all her muscles, Lisa climaxed. After her orgasm, her body relaxed onto the bed but, when I tried to move my head, I was surprised that her muscular legs kept their grip on me and her hands still pressed my face against her pussy. I was not complaining because that was one of the most wonderful places my face has ever been. 

"That was really great, Georgie Porgie. Did you like it too?"

"Uh huh." Breathing was not a problem, but I couldn't actually speak because my mouth was full of Lisa's clit, and I didn't want to bite her. 

"If I let you go, will you eat my pussy some more?"

"Uh huh."

"I can't understand you. If that's a 'yes', move your right hand." 

Without hesitation, I raised my right hand and waved it in the air. I wanted nothing more, just then, than to devour the great wealth of fresh juices that I knew were waiting for me, and follow that delightful treat by bringing Lisa to another orgasm, even better than her first. She removed her hands; her legs released their hold, and I feasted on the nectar, my tongue sluicing it from her thighs, her crotch and her pussy lips. After licking up everything, I raised my head and smiled up at Lisa. She smiled back, and I brought my mouth back down to below her wet love hole to begin taking us both to Paradise again. 

This time I started at the soft and smooth area between the origin of an inner and outer pussy lip. Reveling in the way the skin felt to my tongue, I licked up to where the two lips were close together. Since I intended to take a long time, and give Lisa and myself as much pleasure as I could while bringing her slowly to another orgasm, I decided to start on the outside surface of that outer lip. Her whole pussy is highly sensitive, and the soft pubic hair there would feel as good to my tongue as even freshly waxed or shaven skin would have. Moving my mouth very slowly and covering the entire area thoroughly, I licked all the way up onto her mons. 

Lisa was cooing blissfully, as I would have been if my mouth hadn't been so busy. I raised my head to look up at her face, and she smiled, winked at me, and nestled her head into her pillow. She knew I was going to take much longer this time, so both of us would get more pleasure from it. She was right and, with that in mind, I licked her other outer lip the same way, stopping once again at her mons. By the time I brought my mouth back down to the lower ends of the labia, she was already squirming, partly from the pleasure in what I was doing and partly in anticipation of what other wonderful things my mouth would be doing to her. 

What it did to her next, after licking up and swallowing all the delicious juices that had been produced, was to start again between an inner and outer lip. Once again, my tongue started by caressing the truly delightful skin between them. When I reached the place where they almost merged, I turned my head slightly, so the flat of my tongue could probe into the seam, licking both lips at once. Advancing very slowly, I covered the entire area repeatedly, until I reached the point where the two inner lips merge to form Lisa's clit hood. Her cooing was starting to turn to moans, and her pussy was squirming under my face as her pleasure built slowly toward what we both hoped and expected would be another great orgasm.