I Lisa
I Lisa (Codes incest ped  gM gb bF)
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          I was a 70-year-old man who loved fantasizing about teenage girls while masturbating. I often walked along the streets near the middle-school and high-school, in my neighborhood. There was an especially attractive young girl of about 14 years old that I was attracted to. I kept my distance though. I didn't want anyone thinking I was a stalker. On a warm September day, shortly after the school year started, I sat down on a bench at a bus stop and watched the teens walking to school. That pretty, little brunette walked by. I accidentally, on purpose, coughed when she walked by with her smart-phone in here hand. She was busy texting. She stopped for a second and looked at me. I put the best smile on my face that I knew how. I got a good look at her gorgeous young body. She was about 5'2" tall. She had dancing blue eyes. Her smile brightened up her whole face. Her outfit revealed much of her shape. Her top was very low cut, revealing much of her bosom. Her skirt was short enough that I thought I would be able see her panties if a breeze came up.

    I thought I detected a wink, when she looked at me. She turned and continued walking down the sidewalk, texting, as she walked. I felt encouraged. So I stood and walked behind her. She came to a stoplight and started to walk out into the intersection. I put my hand on her shoulder and stopped her. She looked back at me. "You almost walked out into the middle of traffic. Maybe you shouldn't text while you're walking."

    She looked almost angry at first. Then she smiled. "Thanks grandpa. You look like a nice old man. But, please don't follow me."

    I didn't know what to think. At least I got to talk to her for a little bit. I stood where I was while she walked on, texting on her phone. I kept following her, from a much further distance though. I was a half block behind her when I got an uncomfortable feeling like the girl was in danger. I quickly tried to catch up with her. I started running. She entered the next intersection against the light, while texting. I saw a truck speeding toward her. I redoubled my effort. She was just about to be hit by the truck when I reached her. I dove, and pushed her by her butt as hard as I could, forcing her past the oncoming truck. 

    I felt a moment of excruciating pain. Then I felt my arms and face hit pavement. The cell phone went flying from my hand. My breasts hurt as they skidded across the pavement. I rolled over on my back, sat up, and looked to see what was happening. I heard people screaming and yelling all around me. I saw a truck stopped halfway through the intersection. I heard sirens in the distance. I was very confused, not knowing what had just happened. A woman came to me, and helped me to my feet. "Are you all right, honey? That truck would have run you over if that man hadn't knocked you out of the way in time. The old man sacrificed his life for you by pushing you past it, just in time."

    The police and an ambulance showed up. They started asking me all sorts of questions. "What is your name?"

    I was surprised when I heard the voice that came out of me. It was soprano. "My name is Donald. I'm a 70-year-old man who pushed the girl past the truck that was about to hit her. Is she okay?"

    The cop and the first responder looked confused at each other. The ambulance man said to the policeman: "She could have a concussion. We had better take her into the hospital."

    He looked back at me. "There was an older man, who might be about 70. He pushed you out of the way of the truck and got ran over and killed."

    They put me on a gurney, and put me in the ambulance. They gave me a shot of something that made me sleep. I woke in a hospital bed. I felt someone holding my hand. It was a beautiful woman of about 40 years old. She smiled sweetly at me. "Lisa, it is good to see you aren't hurt too badly. The doctors said you were confused when the first responders found you. You said you were a 70-year-old man named Donald. He is the man who saved your life."

    "You have a few abrasions and scrapes, Lisa. The doctor wants to keep you overnight for observation. There's no sign of concussion. But, they want to make sure you are free of any physical or psychological problems." She looked back over her shoulder.  "Your dad is concerned too." She moved away. A strange 45-year-old man looked concerned as he bent over me and kissed me softly on the lips. "Pumpkin, you know daddy is always here for you. Remember when you were a little girl and we had a terrible thunder storm. You were so scared. You hugged me hard. You can hug me now, if you want."

    I didn't know what to say. "That's Ok, man. Maybe later."

    He looked confused. Apparently Lisa had always hugged her dad.  "Sorry, I am tired. Could you leave me alone for awhile? I have a lot of things to think about."

    The couple soon left me at the hospital, alone. I brought my hands up to my chest and found that I had tits. I couldn't believe what was happening. I put my hand between my legs and couldn't find my cock and balls. I probed there and found a hole I could put my finger into. I screamed. 

    The nurse came running in. "What's the matter dear?"

    "I've been castrated. My cock and balls are gone."

    I threw the blankets off me, pulled my gown off and jumped out of bed. I examined my body. I had a pussy and tits. "This is incredulous, nurse. This isn't my body. I'm a 70-year-old man."

    The nurse looked shocked. She took me by the hand and led me to the bathroom where there was a full length mirror. "You are a confused young lady, Lisa. Do you look like a 70-year-old man?"

    I couldn't believe my eyes. "Please put your gown back on and get back into bed."

    I obeyed the nurse. I had a lot to contemplate. If I had somehow taken over the girl's body, then my old wrinkled, male body was dead. What happened to the real Lisa? Was she gone forever? I decided not to claim to be an old man again. I had to get to my house before the authorities got around to it though. I had some incriminating pictures on my computer, and didn't want to ruin my reputation. 

    In the middle of the night, I got my clothes out and got dressed. I didn't bother putting on the bra. I wasn't sure I knew how. I snuck out past the nurse's station. and out of the hospital. I was about 3 miles from my house. I knew the area well, so I walked down side-streets and made my way to my house. I got there about 4 in the morning. I didn't have the key to the house. But, the garage door had an outside keypad that I used to put in the combination to open the garage door. When I got inside, I quickly pushed the button to close the garage door. I took a sigh of relief once I got inside. I immediately went to my den, where my computer was. I was happy to see that nobody had gotten around to check the house out yet. 

    I got on my computer and signed into social media. I put a message out saying, "I died today. It was either me our a young 14-year-old girl. I had to push her out of the way of a truck. In doing so I got hit and run over. I failed to write a will, so I'd like to put my wishes here right now. I'd like my niece, Joanne, to have all my worth, including my house, car and anything I have left in my bank account."

    "It's not so bad being dead. I'm starting a new life, and hope to do a better job of it than I did as a man. Goodbye my dear friends."

    I shut down the computer and proceeded to take it apart. I removed the hard-drive, took it out to the garage, took a hammer and smashed it to pieces. I smashed my flash-drive, that I'd used for backup, too. I threw the broken pieces into the garbage. 

     After that, I relaxed. I went into my bedroom and took all my clothes off. I had a full length mirror in the bathroom, where I examined the young teen's body. I'll refer to her body as mine from now on. I held my tits in my hands and pinched my nipples. I reached down and inserted a finger into my pussy hole. That felt good. I lay down on my bed and started fingering myself. Finding my clit, I rubbed it hard. That wonderful sexual feeling built up. Soon I reached climax. It felt just as good as anytime I had jacked off as a man. I went to the fridge and opened a beer. It didn't taste as good as I'd remembered. But, I was in a different body, with different taste buds. I dumped it out and went to bed. I smiled as I got under the covers and fell asleep. My sex life was going to be a little different, but just as good, if not better.

      When I woke in the morning, I didn't bother to get dressed. It felt good walking around naked. I made some coffee and lit a cigarette. The coffee tasted terrible and the cigarette made me cough, so I put it out. I got out some cold cereal and took it to the living room to eat while watching the morning news.

    When I heard there was an amber alert for Lisa, I called the designated phone number and told them where I was. I reluctantly put Lisa's clothes back on and went back into the living room. 

    The first one to show up was a policewoman. When I answered the door, she told me my parents would be here in 10 minutes. A lot of police cars and an aid car showed up. Finally the couple, I'd met at the hospital, came in. The woman had tears in her eyes. "Lisa, do you know how much you worried your father and me? We were frantic when we heard you disappeared from the hospital."

    "Sorry, but I had a few things to take care of here before I go back to your house. I assume that's where you are going to take me."

    The woman looked frustrated as she looked at me. Her husband took me in his arms and hugged me. "We are just happy to find you safe, pumpkin." When he released me, he looked a little shocked. "You aren't wearing a bra."

    I smiled up at him. "It's too restrictive. I like my tits to have room to breathe."

    Both of them looked shocked at that. The woman said: "You know we don't refer to our breasts in that manner, Lisa. Stay here while I talk to the authorities. Your dad will stay here with you."

    He sat close up to me on the couch. Nobody was close enough to hear what we said. "I've told you before to be careful around mom. We can call those your tits and your pussy a pussy when we are alone."

    I smiled at him. "And your cock a cock?"

    He put his arm around me and kissed me on the cheek. "Of course, pumpkin."

    I looked down at his lap and thought I detected a twitch there. 

    Mom walked back with a man in a suit. "This is detective Jarvis. He wants to question you a little. Let's go into the kitchen and sit at the table where we can talk a little more formal."

    I walked over to the refrigerator and opened the door. "Would any of you like something to drink. I have beer, milk, or coke. Or would you like me to make some coffee?"

    Detective Jarvis took a coke. The parents didn't want anything. I took a coke for myself. I sat across the table from him. "Lisa, you seem to know where everything is in this house. Have you been here before?"

    "This is the first time I, Lisa, have ever been in this house."

    "I see. May I ask how it is you know Donald Jones?"

    "I met him when he told me to be careful when walking and texting, yesterday. I've never seen him before that."

    Mom raised her voice. "Lisa, stop lying. You have obviously been in this house before. What the detective is trying to find out is if that man ever touched you inappropriately."

    I shrugged my shoulders. "Maybe he did when he shoved me by my butt out of the way of a truck, and saved my life. I think that was appropriate, though."

    Mom looked sternly at me. "I've told you before about texting while walking, Lisa. Where is your I-phone and your pack?"

    "The I-phone flew out of my hand when Donald so kindly gave up his life and pushed me out of the way of a truck yesterday. I saw a backpack in one of the drawers at the hospital yesterday. It must still be there." 

    We turned toward the kitchen entrance when we heard someone clear his throat. It was a uniformed policeman. Detective Jarvis said: "Excuse me for a minute." He got up and walked over to the policeman and talked to the officer. "Tell them what you just told me, officer."

    "While searching the house, we found a computer that was taken apart with the hard-drive missing. We found the hard-drive, smashed to bits, in the garbage."

    The detective told him to keep searching. He sat back down across from me. "Lisa, I know girls your age are often lured into doing things they aren't ready for yet, by people who shouldn't be teaching you those things. Is there anything you want to tell us?"

    I was getting pissed. "You mean like fucking old men or sucking their cocks? I never did those things with Donald. He was a gentle and sweet old man."

    Mom yelled at me. "Lisa, watch your tongue. Did you destroy the hard-drive on his computer?"

    "It was an accident. I got on his account and sent a message to his family and friends, stating how he wanted his estate handled. When I was done I took the hard-drive out and accidentally smashed it up with a hammer."

    "Why would you smash up the hard-drive? They might have found evidence there showing that he was a lecherous man."

    "He wasn't a fucking lecherous man. I destroyed it because nobody has a right to invade his privacy."

    Mom started to say something more. But, Detective Jarvis interrupted her. "I think I've seen enough here. There was obviously something going on between Mr. Jones and Lisa. She wants to protect his memory. There is no point in investigating this any further. We can't prosecute a dead man, anyway."

    We all stood up to leave. The detective was talking to another woman. I recognized her as my niece. She had tears in her eyes. I broke from Lisa's parents and ran into her arms."Don't feel too bad, Joanne. Donald died saving my life. Remember him as the hero he was. He was so unselfish that he gave up his own life to save a young slut like me."

    Joanne gave me a strange look when I called myself a slut. "Donald was a good man. He was my favorite uncle."

    Dad took me by the upper arm and forced me out the door, practically dragging me to his car. There were a lot of news people outside, running video cameras. Several reporters thrust mics in front of our faces, asking lots of questions. Dad ignored them and kept pulling me to his car. He opened the passenger door and pushed me inside. When he got in the driver's seat, he quickly drove out. He looked at me out of the corner of his eyes. "Put on your fucking seatbelt. Your mother has her own car here. She's going to the hospital to pick up your things. What the hell's the matter with you anyway? Are you trying to get us caught? Why didn't you tell me about that old man before? You promised to tell about every sexual encounter you have. You know it would have been a big turn on if you'd told me about him before."

    I didn't know what to say. "I don't know. I guess I didn't think it was a big deal."

    "Are you going to give me details later, like you did when you gave your teacher a blow-job or fucked your boyfriend? 

    "Not much to tell. The old man had a great smile. I went to his house sometimes. He was impotent and just liked to take naked pictures of me.That's why I destroyed the hard drive on his computer." I hoped Lisa's dad bought my story. It was easier than telling the truth.

    We pulled into a driveway. Dad used his remote to open the 3 car garage. "We'll discuss it more when your mother goes to work tonight." When we got out of the car he pulled me into his arms and gave me big French-kiss. I reached between his legs and felt his stiff cock through his pants. "Not now pumpkin. Your mother will be home shortly. Why don't you go to your room and put on something more modest. Your shirt practically shows all of your tits. Your skirt is too short too. You've been sent home from school before, to change because of that."

    I looked around the house. I didn't know where my bedroom was. I finally came back into the living room where dad sat. "Daddy, this is a huge house. How can you afford it?"

    All he could manage to say was. "What?"

    "I don't know what to wear. Will you come and help me pick something out?"

    He guided me to my bedroom. It was plush with a walk-in closet full of all kinds of clothes. While he searched for something for me, I stripped naked. He came out with a pair of slacks and a high-necked top. He stopped when he saw me. "You are a beautiful girl, pumpkin. But, you'd better get dressed." I took the clothes from him and threw them on the bed. I was curious about what his cock looked like. I reached out and unzipped his pants, and pulled his stiff cock out of his pants. It was nine inches long. I got on my knees in front of him and sucked him off. I swallowed his huge load of cum."

    He helped me stand back up. We heard the garage door opening. He shoved his cock back into his pants. "Hurry up and get dressed. Your mother is here."

    He walked back to the living room while I dressed. I heard him talking to mom. "Marge, Lisa is doing a little better now. She's in her room changing."

    I walked out to the living room and sat down on the couch. Marge had my backpack in her hand and threw it on the couch next to me. "Your I-phone is in there. It didn't break when you fell yesterday. You have a lot of text messages you'll probably want to answer. Your friends are wondering what is going on. They haven't heard from you in awhile."

    "I don't care about that now, mom. They can wait."

    Dad stood there in front of us. "Well I'd better get back to work. I have an important contract to deal with. I'll be back home at 5." He came over and kissed me on the lips. He did the same to Marge.

    My mind was racing. I had botched things a bit and needed to smooth things out. Marge sat next to me. "I'm sorry for the way I acted, mom. It was just such a traumatic experience I had yesterday. I promise I won't talk like that in front of you anymore."

    "In front of me? You shouldn't talk like that in front of anyone. I thought I taught you to be a lady. I know you aren't telling me the truth about Donald Jones. Do you care to tell me now?"

    "No, I owe him my life. I won't tell you anything about him."

    "I see. Well I have some housework to do. You should be in school now. Why don't you go to your room and answer your text messages."

    I took the backpack to my room and emptied it out on the bed. I found the I-phone and started reading the messages. There was a message from someone named Tyrone. "Hey babe. ain't hurd a wrd frm ya. where ya at?"

    It was hard to understand some of the messages. They used abbreviations I couldn't understand. I had dozens of messages from 6 or 8 people. I didn't answer any of them. I threw the I-phone across the room and took a nap.

    After a couple hours I got up and started checking what was in the dresser drawers and closet. I loved the feel of the silk panties. The bras were of various types. Some had the bra release in the front. Some were simply push up bras. There were a couple that had elastic in the back with no hooks at all. I tried several of them on. I couldn't believe I had tits. I kept pinching my nipples. I felt like masturbating again. But, I didn't. I was afraid Marge would walk in and catch me. About 3:30 I heard the I-phone spewing out some kind of rap shit. I hated it. It was the ring tone Lisa was using. I found the phone and answered. "Hello."

    I heard this male voice on the phone. It was a guy talking that black talk. "Hey bitch, wassup? Aint hud fom yah fo ages."

    I didn't know how to answer. "Well, I've been busy. I almost got fucking killed yesterday you know. Who is this anyway?"

    There was a slight pause. "Yah musta hit yer had on sompun, girl. Yah know who I is. This is Tyrone. My balls need some release here girl. Meet me at the park in ten minutes. I be there for the suckin."

    I wasn't about to go for that. "Fuck off, asshole. Suck yourself off. Don't call back." I clicked the phone off. 

    I heard a knock on my door. It was Marge. "Is everything alright, Lisa? I heard you yelling."

    "Nothing I couldn't handle. Some pervert, named Tyrone, called."

    "Oh? I thought you said he was your boyfriend. He's that polite black boy from school."

    "I don't think he'll be my boyfriend anymore. I just got an obscene phone call from him."

    "Oh, you kids confuse me. I'm sure he was just trying to shock you to show how grown up he is."

    "He wanted me to meet him in the park and suck his cock. Is that acting grown up, or is it obscene?"

    Marge blanched. "Well, I forbid you from talking to him again, Lisa. You aren't that kind of girl."

    "You don't know what kind of girl I am, Marge. But, I'll obey you in this. He sounds presumptuous and creepy. He can't even speak English well enough for me to understand him."

    "That's the way they talk, those black people. I hear you talk like that to them a lot of times."

    "Not anymore. It shows how ignorant they are. If he ever calls me a bitch to my face again, he's getting a knuckle sandwich."

    Marge shook her head and started to leave the room. She turned back around to me. "If you ever call me Marge again, you are liable to get a knuckle sandwich yourself. Do I make myself clear? And don't you dare call your dad, Bill."

    "Sorry, mom. It just slipped out. I didn't know your name before. I just wanted to say it to see what it's like."

    Bill, dad, came home about 5pm. Marge had dinner ready. We all ate a wonderful supper, mom made. I smiled at Marge. "That is the best meal I've had in a long time, mom."

    "Well, it was a special occasion, Lisa. You dodged the bullet and miraculously are still alive. You know the drill honey."

    "What?"

    "Clear the table and wash the dishes. I have to get ready for work."

    I piled the plates together and took them to the kitchen sink. I saw there was a dishwasher there. I opened it up and put the dishes in there haphazardly. I looked around in the cupboards and couldn't find dish washing detergent. I yelled. "Mom, where is the soap for the dishes?"

    She yelled back. "Check the cabinet under the sink. How can't you know that? You do the dishes all the time."

    I eventually found it. At my place, when I was Donald, I never used the dishwasher. I only cooked for one and washed the dishes by hand. I finally got the dishwasher running. 2 plates ended up broken because of the vibration.

***

    After Marge went to work, Bill took a sigh of relief. Pumpkin, you can take your clothes off anytime you want. You gave me a big surprise sucking me off today."

    "I'll strip naked if you'll do the same, Bill. My pussy is wet and I want your huge cock inside me."

    We both stripped naked within 20 seconds. Dad was on top of me and ramming his cock into my fuck-hole. I'd never felt anything like that in my life. I lifted my ass up while he drove his hard cock down into me. I soon reached orgasm, screaming with pleasure. Dad shook and shivered when he ejaculated an enormous amount of semen into my pussy. He collapsed on top of me. It felt good having him inside my pussy while his hairy chest pressed against my tits. I liked being a 14-year-old girl. I was determined to fuck as much as I could from then on.

    "Daddy. I've never felt anything so good in my life. I want you to fuck me all the time."

    "I've been fucking you since you were nine, Lisa. What makes this so good to you now?"

    "You don't know, do you Bill. I'm not the same girl you've been fucking over the past few years. I have to tell someone. This is driving me crazy. I don't remember anything, as Lisa, before yesterday. Could you tell me how we got started having sex? What age was I when you first touched my pussy?"

    We sat on the bed, our backs propped up by pillows against the headboard. Bill had his arm around me, holding my tit in his hand. I put my hand in his lap and fiddled around with his cock and balls. He turned to me and kissed me softly on the lips, before leaning back again. "Lisa, it is hard to believe you have forgotten everything. But, it is nice remembering how you got started having sexual fun with me. I enjoyed watching you run around naked when you were under 6 or 7, uninhibited. I loved seeing your little pussy. When you were 5, your mom got a job working nights, so you would come crawl in bed with me wearing just panties. You loved snuggling up to me. Your hand often strayed to my cock. One time you woke me up in the middle of the night by pulling on it. I was hard as a rock. I asked what you were doing.

    "You said my thing felt good in  your hand. I was wearing boxer shorts, like I always did in bed. So, it was easy to get at. I turned the bed-lamp on and let you see it. I showed you how to stroke it up and down. You really liked doing that when you saw how good it made me feel. When I shot my cum out, you squealed with delight."

    I stroked his cock faster at this point in his narration. "Like this daddy?" Bill stiffened as I made him squirt his load out on top of us."Oops, sorry dad." I couldn't help but giggle while I licked some cum from my fingers and smiled at him. I kept his cock in my fist as he continued.

    "Yes, just like that, pumpkin. Anyway, I told you I could make you feel good if you let me rub your pussy. You grinned and pulled your panties off. I was careful to not push my finger too far inside you. You said, 'That feels good, daddy.' After I rubbed you for awhile you fell asleep in my arms. After that we always slept naked together. Eventually, I showed you how good it felt when I licked your pussy. You tasted really good. You still do."

    I looked into his eyes. "I wonder how it would feel to have you lick my pussy, Bill. I'll bet you could make me cum doing that."

    "Oh yes. You said you don't remember anything before yesterday." He moved around and put his mouth to my pussy and proceeded to lick me out. I soon shook and shivered with a wonderful orgasm.

    We settled back down in our previous position. Dad took my tit in his hand while I held his cock in mine. "Over the next few months I rubbed my cock against your pussy, but I never pressed in. You licked my cock some and sucked on it a little. Although you tasted my cum a little, you never sucked me off until you were 6. It was so hot, watching and feeling your head bob up and down on my stiff cock. I said, 'Ok, pumpkin, daddy is going to squirt into your mouth now. Swallow as much of it as you can.' I could see the fear in your eyes as you looked up at my face. You sucked harder until I had to ejaculate. You swallowed and swallowed my semen as much as you could. But, the last couple of ropes went all over your face. It was so erotic seeing your cum-covered little face. I lifted you up into my arms, when I was done, and kissed you."  

    "You wanted to know the first time we fucked. I hadn't intended to push my cock all the way inside you until your pussy was more mature, but you forced it when you were 9. We experimented with you getting on top of me, putting my cock to your pussy-hole. One time, when we did that, the whole head of my cock went inside you. I jacked off and squirted up into you in that way. The first time I did that you were overjoyed. You smiled from ear to ear. You said, 'Daddy, you cummed inside my pussy. Did we just fuck?'  That became your favorite thing to do, over the next few weeks. Every time we did that, my cock went a little farther inside you. When your pussy took as much as 2 inches inside you I no longer had to jack off in order to cum. You fucked up and down along those 2 inches until I erupted inside you."

    "One night, while we were fucking that way, you had an orgasm, and shook with pleasure. You lost complete control and dropped down 4 inches. You got a mixture of pleasure and pain on your face. There was blood on my cock as I kept fucking you deeper. I couldn't stop myself. I shot a huge load of cum inside you.  I remember being scared I'd hurt you. I took you into the shower and washed us off. You liked it when I checked inside your pussy with my fingers. You asked, 'Am I a big girl now that we can fuck, daddy?' I told you, you sure are, pumpkin. The next night you insisted that I get on top of you. You guided my stiff cock to your fuck-hole and I plowed into you. I got my cock almost all the way up to my balls that night. Your favorite position is with you on top though. You told me you like to be in control."

    "When you got older, and started growing tits, I asked if you were engaging in sex with anyone else. You shook your head no, and said my cock was enough for you. I made you promise to tell me if you have any kind of sex with anyone else. You told me you gave your sixth grade teacher a blow-job when you were 12. You've been telling me a lot about fucking and sucking your boyfriend, Tyrone."

    I gasped. "That creep. I can't understand a fucking thing he says. He called me yesterday and wanted me to suck him off at the park. He calls me a bitch, thinking that's so cool. You won't hear any sex stories about him from me again."

    He gave me a kiss on the lips. Then he looked me in the eyes, curiously. "Can't you really remember anything before yesterday? I think you're putting me on."

    I smiled. "Nope. All my memories are those of a man named Donald Jones, not Lisa.... whatever her last name is. Yesterday I gave you my first blow-job as Lisa. Tonight is the first time I had a cock in my pussy. This is all new and wonderful to me. As a 70-year-old man my sex life was going down hill. I masturbated some, while looking at pictures of girls online. But, most of my sexual pleasure was only in my mind. Remember finding me at Donald's house? How do you suppose I knew where he lived and knew where everything there was located? I lied about meeting him and having him take pictures of me. Lisa met Donald for the first time while walking to school yesterday. Think about it, Bill. Would your Lisa fail to tell you if she had a liaison with an old man? Wouldn't she have bragged to you about satisfying him? I don't know, but I think your Lisa was a hip girl who talked jive, or whatever the fuck they call it. She liked rap and black cock. She thought that being called a bitch was fantastic. Right?"

    Bill took me by the shoulders and held me at a distance. His eyes searched mine. "Somehow, I'm starting to believe you, Lisa. Or, should I call you Donald? That makes this all seem strange.  It doesn't seem quite right."

    I found myself giggling like a little girl. "It's alright, Bill. You and I are a lot alike. We are both dirty old men who like having sex with little girls. We have the best of both worlds here now. I will be the best little whore for you that you can imagine. I'll have fun in school, sucking and fucking boys. I'll give you all the dirty details while we fuck at night. Just like Lisa used to do."

***

    The next morning, Bill woke me and told me to go back to my own bed because my mother would be home soon. I put on panties and a teeshirt and climbed into Lisa's bed. I quickly fell asleep. 

    I was awakened by Marge. "Get up lazy bones. I'm afraid you ruined your perfect school attendance, yesterday. But, there's no reason to miss any more school."

    I got up and went into the shower. When I was done, I had a hell of a time brushing my hair. I threw on a short skirt and a top that showed half my boobs. When I went into the kitchen, Marge's eyes went wide. "Lisa, you look a mess. What is that you are wearing. Your hair is all messed up and you don't have any makeup on."

    I didn't know what to do. I couldn't help myself. I started crying. Marge came over and hugged me. "What's the matter sweetheart? If you want to stay home from school today I'll call the school for you."

    "No, that's alright, mom. I just can't remember anything before yesterday. I didn't remember you and dad when I saw you at the hospital. I don't remember even going to school before. I guess I don't even remember how to brush my hair, put on makeup or even get dressed. Mommy, will you help me get ready for school?  I have to get my life back."

    Marge was very obliging. She was very patient in showing me how to brush my hair properly and to apply lipstick and makeup. While we were busy doing that Bill yelled to us. "I'm going to work now. Are my girls coming out to kiss me goodbye?"

   Marge and I walked out into the front room. Bill was dressed in his suit. He took Marge in his arms and kissed her. "Love you sweetheart. I'll see you for lunch. He came to me and hugged me. He gave me a sweet kiss on the lips. "Love you too, pumpkin. I'll see you after school."

    Marge drove me to school that day. It was only a few blocks away. She made sure I wore a bra and panties. I wore shorts and a modest blouse. She led me to the principal's office. Many of the students greeted me on the way. I guess I was popular. Marge got an audience with the principal right away. She told him about my amnesia. They gave me a copy of my scheduled classes, along with my locker number and combination. I found out I was in 8th grade and that my last name was Brown. Marge finally left school, she had to get some sleep before work that night.

    I got directions to my first class. The principal contacted my teachers and told them my situation. The teacher met me at the door and showed me where my seat was. A lot of the students said hi to me. I smiled and said hi back. When he called the class to order, he wrote his name on the board. "I'm Mr. Livingston. The reason I am telling you this today is that we have a new student in class. You all know her. But, she doesn't remember any of us. Lisa Brown, please stand up."

    "After Lisa's accident she can't remember any of her previous life. Do you have anything you want to say to the class, Lisa?"

    I'm sure I turned beet red. "What the fuck do you want me to say, Mr. Livingston?" A lot of students snickered, and some laughed at my language. "I don't remember being Lisa, fucking Brown. I know many of you probably know me very well, or even intimately. I get the feeling that I'm very popular. I look around and see that I'm the prettiest girl in school. I know you guys get a hard on when you see me, and you jack off thinking about fucking me."

    Mr. Brown interrupted me. "That's enough, Lisa. Sit down." The class roared with laughter. A lot of the guys applauded. Mr. Livingston pounded on his desk and demanded that we all quiet down. I sat there with a big grin on my face. The girl, sitting next to me, said: "What a stupid whore." I looked at her and shrugged my shoulders. I didn't really care. I was a 70-year-old man who was in the body of a 14-year-old girl. I was going to make the most of it. I spoke up. "Mr. Livingston, I'm sorry for disturbing your class. I'll stay after school if you want." That got a lot of hoots and shouts from the boys. 

    "No, Lisa. Just sit there and be quiet. This is English grammar class, by the way. Just wanted to let you know. Some of your fellow students are unaware of that."

    A lot of the guys kept looking at me throughout class. A girl ran up to me after class. "Lisa, I'm in your next class. We are good friends. I tried texting you, but never got a message back from you. My name is Diane. I'll show you where your seat is there. That's really freaky you can't remember anything. It won't be long before you get to know your old friends again. Do you have your I-phone. We always text throughout the day."

    I walked with Diane to my next class. "I don't know if I have that fucking I-phone with me or not, Diane. I tried reading texts from a lot of you, but they didn't make any sense. So I didn't text back."

    She looked at me surprised. Then she shrugged her shoulders. "You'll get with it soon, Lisa. You may have forgotten us all, but you are the same Lisa. Nobody else in school would have had the nerve to say what you did in class today. When you did that kind of thing in the past you always got detention. You still wiggle your hips and flirt with the guys with your eyes. Tyrone will cheer you up."

     "Well, Diane. You might be surprised at what I'll do. I would just as soon not meet up with Tyrone today."

    "You definitely will, Lisa. He's in our math class coming up. You sit right next to him."

    Diane showed me where my seat was. I sat there and waited. There was a lot of noise as the other students came in. I felt someone's hands grasping my shoulders. When I looked back I saw it was Tyrone. He bent down, and said. "Hey bitch, how ya doin babe?"

    I said. "Take your fucking hands off me, asshole."

    He pulled his hands off my shoulders, spreading his arms apart. He sat at his desk, next to me. "Chill girl. I don't bite."

    I turned my back to him, pretending to be interested in what other students were doing. He kept looking over at me throughout class. The next class I had was PE. Tyrone walked beside me while I walked to my locker. I ignored him. "Hey, Lisa. I know you don't remember any of us. But, we got a thing going."

    I stopped and looked at him. "No I don't remember you or anyone else. I don't want to know you. I know all about your thing. Go play with it yourself."

    When I got to the girl's locker room, I didn't know what to do. The other girls were at their lockers changing into their gym shorts. I hadn't been given the locker number or the combination. A tall girl, who was in the middle of changing was naked down to her panties. She glared at me. "What you looking at? Are you some sort of lesbo?"

    "Sorry, I just don't remember which locker is mine."

    Another girl tapped me on the shoulder. "Your locker is in the next isle. I'll show you."  I stood there looking at the locker. It had a combination lock on it. I didn't know the combination. Then I remembered I knew how to pick locks. I put my ear close to the lock and listened for the tumblers. It took a couple minutes to get it open. I put the numbers down to memory. I was late getting out to the gymnasium where the girls were doing calisthenics.The gym teacher yelled at me. "Lisa, you're late."

    "Sorry, I couldn't remember my locker combination. I had to pick it."

    The gym teacher towered over me. She was a huge woman. "5 laps around the gym, and don't dally." I was surprised how good it felt to run without getting winded. I loved this youthful body. The feel of my boobs bouncing while I ran was almost erotic. I really enjoyed showering with other 14-year-old girls after class. It was fantastic seeing all the pussy and tits, and bumping my body against some of them. I didn't put my bra back on when I got dressed. I didn't wash my hair in the shower and didn't bother to try and fix my makeup like some of the girls did.

    Most of the kids were very kind to me, as were the teachers. It would take some time for me to get the routine down. It had been many years since I'd been in school as Donald Jones. I had to learn to use computers in some classes.

    A lot of students crowded around me at lunch. Diane sat next to me at the lunch table. Tyrone kept his distance, but sat at a table where I could see him and he could see me. A lot of the girls, and some of the boys, introduced themselves to me. They were all part of the crowd I hung around with in the past. I would eventually remember their names. I believe we were the popular kids.

    The rest of the day was an adventure for me, as well. I enjoyed flirting with some boys who looked like they weren't so popular. I know it gave them a thrill having a popular, pretty girl smile at them and talk to them. One of the popular girls told me I should ignore those guys. I told her. "I'll talk to anyone I fucking want to. I'm happy I made their day."

    There was one short, skinny boy who reminded me of myself when I was his age. He was shy. "Hi, I'm Lisa. I think you're cute."

    He blushed. "I know who you are, Lisa. I'm Greg."

    I reached my hand out to shake his hand. "So happy to meet you, Greg. I'd like to talk to you some more sometime. As you know, I don't remember you or anyone else here at school. I'd give you my phone number, but I don't know what it is. Do you have a number where I can reach you? Write it down for me. I'll phone or text you."

    Greg was beside himself. His hands shook while he wrote his number on a piece of paper. I leaned over and kissed him lightly on the cheek. I knew I made his day.

***

    Diane walked partway home with me. "Lisa, I know you don't remember that you are the most popular girl in school, and are one of the best cheerleaders. You need to stick with your friends and not talk to those lower class students."

    I frowned at her. "Well, I'm happy to learn I'm so popular. However, I don't believe anyone is a second class citizen. I plan to be friendly with everyone. I'm no snob."

***

    When I walked into Lisa's house, I was greeted enthusiastically by Bill and Marge. They both hugged and kissed me. Marge asked, "How did things go today, Lisa? Do you remember any of your friends from school yet?"

    I shook my head. "I learned I'm very popular and am a cheerleader. Some of the snobs want me to hang with them. I'm not like that. I think all people should be treated equally."

    Marge frowned a little. "Yes. Of course everyone should be treated equally, Lisa. But, you should still do things to keep yourself popular. Don't alienate your friends."

    I went into my bedroom and found my I-phone. The first thing I did was change the ring-tone for incoming calls. I couldn't stand that rap crap. I checked the texts I had from so many people. One was from a girl named Julie. She asked when I was going to call a practice for the cheer leading squad. I was the captain. I ignored that. I put Greg's phone number in my contact list and called him. It was a big surprise to him when I called. He thought I was just teasing him before. 

    "Greg, this is Lisa. Do you have caller-id so you can save my phone number?"

    There was a hesitation before he answered. "Yes, I will add you to my friends list. Why did you call me, Lisa? I know I'm not a jock or anything like that."

    "I understand, Greg. I called you so I could get to know you better. You think I'm pretty, don't you?"

    "Yes. You are the most beautiful girl I've ever met. I can't believe you even talk to me."

    I hesitated a moment, trying to figure out how to convince him I'm not setting him up for embarrassment. "Greg, when I met you today, I thought you were one of the few people who are down to earth and not snobbish. I know I was a conceited bitch before. I'm not like that now. I really want to get to know you. Could you tell me about yourself? What do you like to do, other than masturbate?"

    He hesitated a moment. I probably shouldn't have mentioned masturbation. "Well, I like to play chess. I'm the president of the chess club."

    "Oh, Greg. I love chess. I used to play chess all the time. I'm no expert, but I am pretty good. Could I join your chess club?"

    I heard him take a breath. "Sure, Lisa. There are only 2 other girls in the chess club out of about 15 of us."

    "You must be a very smart man, Greg. I'll bet you have a straight-A average."

    "No, I get 'C's' in gym. I'm not very good at sports."

    "That's OK, Greg. You can't help what your physical ability is. I know you have seen me as a cheerleader. I am athletic. That doesn't make you any less of a man. You get a hard-on when watching me jumping around and throwing my skirt up showing my panties. Don't you?"

    There was a pause. He finally got up courage, and spoke. "Yes, you are right, Lisa. You do make me get hard whenever I see you."

    "Well, Greg, I think you are hot. Would you be willing to let me see your hard cock sometime? I will let you see my tits and pussy if you want."

    I could imagine his excitement. I remembered when I was his age and would have loved the most beautiful and popular girl asking me that.

    There was silence for a few seconds. "Sure, Lisa. I'd love that. Will you really let me see you naked?"

    I giggled. "Sure, Greg. How about tomorrow, after school? We can meet out at the bleachers at the football field. Are you alone right now, Greg?"

    "Yes. I'm in my bedroom. Why?"

    "I'd like you to do something for me. I'm in my bedroom right now. I pulled my panties off and am pushing my finger in and out of my pussy. I'm pretending it's your cock. Will you take your pants off and jack off while I finger myself?"

    "Yeah, I"ll do that."  There was silence for a few seconds. "I have my cock in my hand now. It is really hard. You should see it."

    "I'd love to see it. I took a naked picture of myself. I'll text it to you. Why don't you take a picture of your cock and send it to me?"

    It took a couple minutes for us to receive each other's pictures. I sent him a full nude picture of myself with a smile on my face. I received a picture of his erect cock. "I can't wait to put your hot cock inside my pussy, Greg. What do you think of my picture. Do you think you will want to fuck me tomorrow?"

    "Oh wow, Lisa. I hope you aren't just pulling my leg. Your body is so hot. I really do want to fuck you."

    Greg and I both masturbated while talking on the phone together. I had Greg take a picture of his cum after he ejaculated. I knew it would be a big turn on for him knowing I saw his cum.

***
    That night I fucked Bill all night long again. I love the sexual feeling this 14-year-old girl gets. I loved the extreme orgasms. Between fucks, I told him about Greg and what my plans were with him. "Greg reminds me a lot of what I was like when I was a boy his age. I jacked off a lot, thinking of all the girls. But, I knew I had no chance with the prettiest girl in school."

    Bill laughed. "That is very generous of you, Lisa. You will freak out the other popular girls and boys when they find out. They will find out, you know."

    "Of course they will. I'm going to show them the pictures of Greg's hard cock and the one where he shoots his cum. Do you want me to take pictures of your hard cock, daddy?"

    He chuckled. "No, pumpkin. I don't think I should get involved. Well, not unless you can get some girls your age and younger for me."

    "I hadn't thought of that, daddio. I'll bet a lot of girls would love to ride your huge cock. I'll think about it."

***

    Mom helped me do my hair and makeup again the next day, and for a few days to come. I walked to school and found my first class with no problems. I didn't get out of line with the teacher again.

    Diane tried talking me into associating with the in-crowd more. "Diane, I like you and a lot of the other boys and girls who are popular. But, I like other students too." I took my I-phone out and showed her the pictures of Greg's stiff cock and his cum picture. She asked who that was. I said, "It's a student here. I don't know if you know him. I'm not telling you now though. What do you think? Do you think you'd want to fuck that cock?"

    She giggled. "Sure I would. I'd lick up all that cum from him too."

    I ignored Diane at lunch time. I spotted Greg sitting with his geeky friends and went and sat across from him at the table. Greg looked confident. "Hi, Greg. Are these your friends from the chess club?"

    "Some of them are." He introduced me to a lot of them. I forgot their names immediately. "I like to play chess. When do you play?"

    "Everyday, after school for an hour, room 103."

    I looked at Greg. "Not today though. Right? You and I have a date. Did you show my picture to any of your friends?"

    Greg fidgeted around a lot, and turned red. One of the most nurdy looking friends said. "Sure he did. What do you expect? You are one hot chick, Lisa."

    I smiled at the geeky looking guys whose eyes stared at me hungrily. "Of course he should. I didn't say he shouldn't. I'm not ashamed of my body. I want everyone to see it. I showed some girls the pictures you sent me too, Greg."

    Greg's eyes widened. Diane walked over to me. "Come on over to our table, Lisa. Some girls from your cheerleading squad want to talk to you."

    I looked back over my shoulder. "I'll talk to them tomorrow, Diane. I'm making friends here. Have you met Greg and his chess playing friends? I showed you a couple pictures of Greg."

    Diane's eyes bugged out at Greg. She couldn't believe it. "Oh my god." She ran back to the snob table and whispered like mad to the girls.  A lot of them looked over at Greg throughout lunch.

    I ended up showing some of those girls Greg's pictures. They giggled when they saw his cum picture. I was surprised when I couldn't find Greg after school. I found him in the room where they had the chess club. Greg was getting ready to play a game with some guy. I walked over to him. "Greg come on. You can play chess anytime. You promised to fuck me today."

    Everyone in the room went silent. A geeky looking girl gasped. I smiled at her. I took Greg by the hand and led him out to the bleachers. There wasn't much privacy there. When I said I thought we were too exposed there, he looked relieved. I looked him in the eyes. I took him by the wrists and placed his hands on my tits. I told him to squeeze them. He did. I reached between his legs and grabbed his cock through his pants. "Greg, I told you I want to fuck you. Are you going to turn me down?"

    He finally built up courage. "This is out in the open too much. I know a place in the woods over there where we can be in private." I reached out and took his hand, smiling at him. He led me into the woods and found a secluded spot.There was a log to sit on and the trees kept anyone from seeing us from anywhere around. 

    I said, "Greg, you've been here before, I know. Do you jack off out here a lot?"

    He grinned. "Yes. I thought about you a lot when I did that. I get naked and lie down next to that log. Nobody can see me when I'm almost completely hidden."

    "Show me, Greg. Get naked, lie down and jack off."

    Greg slowly undressed. When he pulled his underpants down, his cock stuck straight out. He lay down next to the log and started stroking his cock while looking at me. I stripped naked within 30 seconds. I told him to stop and stand up. I reached out and took his cock in my hand. I lay on my back and pulled him down to me. "I'll guide your cock to my fuck-hole now, Greg. Fuck me hard and fast."

    While the boy awkwardly fucked my pussy, I put my hand behind his head and pulled his mouth to mine and French kissed him. He quickly reached orgasm and ejaculated inside me. I rolled him over on his side and pressed my tits tight against his chest, hugging him close. His cock was still inside me. I heard and felt his breathing. "Greg, that was just the beginning. I'm going to teach you how to please a girl." 

    When we stood up, Greg started to get dressed. "Wait, Greg. I want to see you naked a little longer. Don't you want to explore my body? Come here." We put our clothes down on the log and sat together. I had him hold my tits and suck my nipples. I took his hand and put it between my legs. "Find my fuck-hole and push your finger inside me. Warm, isn't it." I noticed his cock stiffening. I took a hold of it and stroked it a little. Then I bent over and licked the head of it. He moaned with pleasure when I put it into my mouth and sucked. Soon I tasted his pre-cum. I sucked hard as he shot his hot semen into my mouth. I pulled my mouth away and pumped his cock making him shoot more cum all over my face. When he was done ejaculating, I put my mouth to his and forced my tongue into his mouth, making him taste his own cum. 

    I got my phone out of my backpack and took a selfie. I made sure I had a sultry look on my face, and that the cum was clearly visible along with my tits. I took a couple pictures of Greg before he had a chance to get dressed. After I got home I texted the picture of my cum-covered face to Greg, Diane, and a few other girls I'd met. When I got home I went in the back door and into the bathroom quickly, before anyone saw me. I washed the cum off my face and tits, and combed my hair out a bit.

    That night, I showed Bill the pictures I'd taken. He shook his head and chuckled. "That boy is going to be bragging to all his friends, you know. He'll probably claim you are his girlfriend."

    "Well, daddy. You know you are my best boyfriend." I slid on top of him and put his cock to my pussy and sat down. We soon both hit climax. He filled my fuck-hole with his hot semen. We relaxed awhile with me resting my tits against his chest. 

    "Daddy, do you and mom fuck anymore?"

    "Yes, pumpkin. I don't want Marge to suspect anything about you and me. I come home about 3 times a week and fuck her, while you are in school." We were quiet for awhile. When I was just drifting off to sleep he said, "Have you made any progress in finding a girl for me?"

    "Gees, Bill. I've only been in school 3 days. I hope you don't mind if she isn't very good looking or is overweight. Those are the girls who really need your cock."

    "That's fine, pumpkin. I want an innocent girl who has had no experience in sex, if possible."

***

    The next morning Mr. Livingston had me stay after class for a minute. "Lisa, it has been brought to my attention, that you have been causing a disturbance. I was told you are showing  questionable pictures to some of the students."

    "Oh, Mr. Livingston. Did you see any of the pictures?" I took my I-phone out and showed him my nude picture and the picture with cum all over my face. "Are these the pictures you mean? Don't you think I'm sexy? I can text them to you if you want, so you can jack off, thinking about me."

    He stammered. "That's the first time I've seen them, Lisa. No, I can't have you text those kinds of pictures to me. I can't take a chance of getting caught with them."

    "Ok, Mr. Livingston. I'll stop by after school. I'm joining the chess club and they go for an hour. I can get there 10 or 15 minutes late. I'll give you a blow-job, or I might even let you fuck me, if you ask sweet enough."

    He looked scared at me. "No, Lisa. I better not do that. I have a wife and family to think about. I don't dare put my career in jeopardy."

     "Ok, Mr. Livingston, I'll stop by anyway and we can talk about it. Think about it. Ok?"

    His face looked ashen as I smiled at him and walked out of the room. In the next class, Diane asked about the picture of cum on my face. "Yes, Diane. That was Greg's first time. I fucked him and then I blew him. That's his cum all over me. He was a little awkward, but it sure felt good. I can set you up if you want to fuck him."

    "No, Lisa. I already have a boyfriend. You've met him. It is Rick. He's a popular football player."

    "Do you two fuck a lot?" 

    She looked at me askance. "Lisa, that's none of your business. But, for your information. Rick and I fuck all the time." I got the feeling she was lying.

    When I went to the cafeteria for lunch, I walked over to where Greg and his friends were sitting. One of them said, "Here comes your girlfriend, Greg." He stood up and strode over to me confidently. "Hey, bitch, glad to see you." He boldly swooped me into his arms and gave me a big kiss on the lips.

    I squirmed out of his arms and slapped him hard across the face. "I'm nobody's bitch, asshole. Just because I fucked you, doesn't make me your property. I was attracted to you because of your shyness. If you start acting like that bastard, Tyrone, who thinks he's god's gift to women, I won't have anything to do with you anymore."

    Everyone in the cafeteria got quiet. I looked around at them. "Oh, for fuck's sake. Greg stop blushing and sit down. I forgive you this one time. Just don't do that again. I still want to join the chess club. I love, virtually, emasculating guys in a game that only men excel at. I'll be there after school today."

    The girl I saw at the chess club sat there, wide eyed. She was a 12-year-old 6th grader. She asked, "What does emasculate mean?"

    Some of the guys snickered. I smiled at her. "It means castrating him, cutting his balls off."

    Her hand went to her mouth in surprise. I giggled. "Like I said, that is meant figuratively. I have no desire of depriving a guy of his balls. He wouldn't be able to squirt his cum into my pussy or mouth without balls. What is your name anyway?"

    She blushed profusely. "I'm Julie. I'm happy to meet you, Lisa."

    Diane came over to me and whispered in my ear. I stood up. "I promised I'd talk to the girls on the cheerleading squad. Greg, make sure you show Julie the pictures of your cock and my cum-covered face. She'll love that."

    I went over and sat with the snobbish girls. When I looked over at the other table, I saw Greg showing Julie something on his cell phone. Her mouth hung wide open while she looked between the phone and back up at him. It was a satisfying feeling, knowing what she was seeing.

    Diane said,"Lisa, you are the captain of the cheerleading squad. You need to call a practice before Friday night's basketball game." 

    "I don't know, Diane. I don't remember how to cheerlead. I'd probably fall on my ass if I tried jumping and cheering. I'm resigning from the squad."

    The other cheerleaders protested. "But you are the best cheerleader we have, Lisa. You have to lead us."

    Diane quieted them down. "Tell you what, Lisa. I'll assume the position of captain until you remember the cheers. We'll have practice after school today. I think you'll get back into it in no time."

    "Not today, Diane. I promised I'd go to the chess club. Can we do it tomorrow sometime?" 

    Diane shook her head. "I will talk to the boy's basketball coach. We can probably get permission to have practice during one period tomorrow." Later on I was informed that we, cheerleaders, were given permission to have practice during third period the following day.

    After the last bell of the day rang, I walked to Mr. Livingston's classroom. He was sitting at his desk, fiddling with some papers. I closed and locked the door. I immediately pulled my top off and walked up to his desk. He stared at me while I took the rest of my clothes off. "Well, what will it be? Do you want to fuck me?"  I was surprised when he stood up. He was naked from the waist down. His cock stood straight out. He didn't say anything. I went behind his desk and took his cock in my hand, got on my knees and sucked it into my mouth. He moaned. He moved down and pushed me onto my back. His cock quickly found my fuck-hole. He kissed me passionately while he fucked me. It didn't take him long to shoot his hot cum into me. 

    He didn't waste much time getting dressed again. "Hurry up and get dressed, Lisa. Get the fuck out of my room. I don't want anyone to get suspicious." I smiled while I donned my clothing and quickly went to the chess club.

    I was greeted with smiles from all of the guys and from Julie. A couple guys were busy playing five-minute chess, slapping the two-faced clock when they moved. I watched them a couple minutes while one of them soon had the other in checkmate.  The winner, Eric, was the club champion. He had a ranking close to expert. He smiled at me. "Do you know how to play 5 minute chess, Lisa?"

    I sat down across from him and set up the pieces, intentionally reversing the king and queen on their square. "I hope I can remember how all the pieces move."

    Eric put my king and queen in their proper positions. "Don't worry, I won't let you make an illegal move."

    Everyone gathered around and watched us. The game progressed quickly. After about 30 moves, Eric kept checking my king, over and over again. I finally stood up, and reached my hand out to him. "Congratulations. It's a tie game." He looked shocked. "What?" "We were in the same position 3 times. That's a draw."

    Eric looked down at the board. "Oh yeah. I guess it is. So reversing the king and queen was just to throw me off and make me think you didn't know much about chess."

    I shrugged my shoulders, "Think whatever you want, Eric." I got up and walked over to Julie. "Do you like playing chess, Julie?"

    "Not really. I always lose. I only joined the chess club because mom wants me out of the house. She doesn't want me to get home before she's home from work. 

     "You can come to my house after school, if you want, Julie. I can teach you to play chess better." I whispered in her ear. "I have more pictures you might like to see. Did you like the pictures Greg showed you?"

    She got a grin on her face and looked over at Greg. "Yeah. They were so awesome." 

    Julie and I walked to my house while I told her how much I like sex. "Do you masturbate a lot, Julie? Do you like putting your finger inside your pussy and rubbing your clit?"

    "Not very much. It is so naughty. I'd really get in trouble if mom found out."

    "Naughty is nice. It feels so good. Maybe we can do it together when we get home."

    "Oh, I'd better not.... well, maybe."

    I introduced Julie to my mom and dad when we got to my house. Marge looked like she couldn't believe her eyes. Her popular daughter hanging out with a plain looking, flat chested 12-year-old, who looked to be closer to the age of 10.  My dad winked at me when he saw Julie. 

    Julie and I went to my bedroom to be alone. I showed Julie more pictures I'd taken, including the one Greg had sent to me with cum all over his cock and belly. I asked if she wanted to stay overnight. She was enthused about it. I was exciting her with all my sex talk. She called her mother and asked for permission to stay overnight. She told her I was the prettiest and most popular girl in school.

    She handed me her phone. "Mom wants to talk to you."

    "Yes, Mrs. Wilson. I am a friend of Julies. I am a member of the chess club too. Yes. I'm a cheerleader. No. There won't be any boys here. I have a queen sized bed. So plenty of room for her to sleep here. Yes. I'll have her call or text you when she gets to school in the morning. Thank you Mrs. Wilson. She'll have lots of fun here. I promise."

    Soon Marge knocked on the door. "I'm going to work now. See you in the morning, sweetheart. Glad to meet you Julie. Don't stay up all night talking. Get some sleep."

    After she left, Bill knocked on my bedroom door. "Are you girls going to stay in there all night?"

    "We'll be out in awhile, daddy. I'm showing Julie some pictures I have on my I-phone."

    Julie and I giggled. "Okay pumpkin. Be sure and show her some you have on your laptop computer."

    I ran and opened the door. "I have a laptop? Where is it?"

    Bill came in, went to my closet and pulled it down from a shelf. "You hide it there so mom can't find it and see the pictures you have on there. Your password to get on is Tyrone14.

    "Yuck. I'll change that password right away." Dad left the door open when he left. I quickly got on the computer and started looking for pictures. I found a folder called porn. It had lots of pictures and short videos of men and women fucking, sucking and licking. I told Julie I was getting horny and needed to finger myself. I stripped naked and started fingering my pussy. I told Julie she should do the same thing. 

    "But, the door should be shut. Your dad might catch us."

    "Leave it open. He knows I do this. Maybe he'll get turned on if he hears or sees us."

    While we sat there masturbating together, I searched through other folders. I found one called 'Dad and me'. My jaw dropped when I saw some of the pictures. There was one there of me when I was about 8, with a huge cock squirting cum on me. About that time, dad walked in on us. He was wearing just boxer shorts. He acted surprised. "Oh, sorry, girls. Don't let me interrupt. I'll be in the living room when you are ready to come out."

    Julie about panicked. I said: "Don't worry about it Julie. He knows teenagers like to masturbate a lot. He's caught me before."

    I really got into it, rubbing my clit and fingering my pussy. She did the same. We both soon reached climax. I made sure I was loud enough for my dad to hear. I went through more pictures of my dad and me. I was about 11 in one where I was on top with his huge shaft deep inside me. The next picture was a full body shot of my dad, including his face. He stood, smiling with his 9-incher sticking straight out. Julie's eyes got wide. "That's your dad."

    Bill walked in, wearing his boxers. His cock was partially visible through his fly. "I see you girls are having a good time. Could I join you? That's ok, Julie. you don't have to cover up. I've already seen you naked."

    I moved the computer away and had him sit between us. He put his arms around our shoulders and pulled us toward him. I spoke. "Julie, do you want to see his cock live. You've seen pictures of it."

    I could tell her heart was beating fast. She looked at his lap and nodded her head. "Yes."

    Bill slid his boxers down and off. Julie stared at his stiffening cock. "Go ahead and hold it, Julie. That's it. Stroke it up and down and make him squirt." I put my hand over hers and showed her how to jack him off. I got my I-phone out and started taking pictures. Soon dad started shaking with pleasure. His semen ejaculated way up on his belly. I leaned over and licked some cum from his belly. "That tastes really good, Julie. You should taste it."  She tentatively licked some cum from her hand. "No, lick it from his cock. There's a big gob there." Julie leaned over and lapped it off his cock. She shrugged her shoulders. It's ok, I guess."

    "You'll like it a lot better when it shoots into your mouth. You should feel proud, Julie. You did your first hand-job. I think you will like giving your first blow-job in a little while. Dad has to wait a little while before he can get it hard again. We're going to wear your cock out tonight, daddy."

    He smiled. "I guess I'll have to suffer through it, pumpkin." He hugged Julie to himself. "You made me feel really good sweetheart. I saw you finger yourself and make yourself orgasm. I owe you. Would you like me to make you cum?"

    She looked scared. I smiled at her. "Let him do it, Julie. He's really good at licking pussy. After dad gave the girl a tremendous orgasm, he was hard again. Julie watched while he fucked me. After that, we took a break and went out to the living room, naked. I took pictures of Julie sucking his cock. She held his cum in her mouth so I could take pictures of it when she opened her mouth. 

    Julie changed before my eyes. She really got into sex. "I wish I could come over every night, Lisa. When is your dad going to fuck me?"

    Bill was between us on the couch with his arms around us. He held my tit with one hand and had his hand over Julies chest where her tits would eventually grow. He looked Julie in the eyes. "You can only lose your virginity one time. Once my cock breaks through your hymen, it will never grow back. Are you sure that's what you want?"

    "Yes, Bill. That's exactly what I want. I've sucked you off and swallowed your semen. Now I want your hard cock inside my pussy. Fuck me like a whore."

    Bill chuckled. "I'll take that as a yes." 

    Julie and I both yelled, "Yes." I said. "Fuck the girl daddy. She needs you to shoot inside her cunt."

    We walked into dad's bedroom. Julie lay on her back and spread her legs wide. "Fuck me, Bill. Please."

    Bill got on top of the young girl, bringing his erect penis to the virgin vagina. He rubbed it along her slit, and found her entrance. He pushed inside her a short distance. He did that a couple times before he got up to her hymen. "This is going to hurt a little, honey. But, don't worry. It will feel better after awhile."

    I held Julie's hand while dad pulled back and rammed his cock through the little girl's hymen. Julie yelled in pain. Dad stopped moving. "This is what happened when I first fucked your mother, Lisa. It hurt her a lot. I was too young to know I should stop for a moment before continuing. Let the girl get used to the cock inside her."

     He then started fucking in and out of her, pressing farther inside her with each stroke. Soon, Julie fucked back at him. She loved it. Julie hit orgasm just before he ejaculated inside her. She took all 9-inches. Dad ended up fucking me twice more, and Julie once more before we all fell asleep. 

    I told dad about fucking Mr. Livingston. Julie was really surprised about that. "He really fucked you, Lisa? That's so awesome." 

***

    I was startled awake by the sound of the garage door opening. My eyes flew open. I reached over and grabbed Julie by the arm. "We have to get back to my room, quick. Mom's home."

    Julie started to lie back down again. So, I yanked her up and dragged her over the top of dad and out of the room. "Put your panties and top on, and get into bed."

    A couple minutes later, Marge came into the room. "Wake up girls. It's time to start getting ready for school."

    Julie and I showered together. She brushed her hair like she usually does. She didn't have any makeup to put on. I called mom in and had her put my makeup on. "Mom, Julie doesn't wear makeup. Do you think you can put some on her and do something with her hair?"

    By the time Marge was done with Julie, she looked pretty. Not gorgeous, like me. But, she didn't look like the ugly duckling people in school were used to seeing. Julie and I walked to school together. The shy girl was talking a mile a minute. "Lisa, I think I'm in love with your father. I want to be with him all the time."

    "Julie, chill out. You aren't in love with him. You love his cock. I do too. You know you'd better not tell anyone about this, don't you? Don't ever call him Bill in front of my mom either."

    "I won't ever tell about that. I want to fuck your dad a lot more. That feels so good."'

***

    I didn't flirt with Mr. Livingston during first period. I saw that he looked at me a few times though. Third period I went to my gym locker and changed into my cheerleading outfit. Just for the hell of it, I left my panties off. When I went out into the gym, I saw there were a couple guys there. They were good at hand springs and back-flips.

    I watched the girls go through their cheerleading routine for a couple minutes before trying it myself. It was easy for me. I found out that I could do flips and hand springs just as well as they could. When I stood on my hands and walked on them, everyone gasped. One of the boys said. "Lisa, you aren't wearing any underwear."

    I stood back on my feet, and winked at him. "I knew I forgot something." I went back to my locker and put my panties on. I excelled in practice after that. I was the best cheerleader on the squad.

***

    I texted Julie some of the pictures I'd taken the night before. One was with Bill's cock in her mouth, her face clearly visible. Another was the one with her mouth full of cum. The other was with Bill's cock deep inside her pussy. Bill's face wasn't in any of the pictures. I told her she should show those to Greg and some of the other guys.

    At lunch, I walked to the geek table. Julie was grinning while the guys passed her phone around, looking at the pictures. One guy said: "Wow, Julie. Will you let me fuck you like that?" 

    She giggled, "Maybe. Maybe not. I will suck you off if you want. I like the taste of cum."

    She and that boy left the cafeteria. They came back 15 minutes later, grinning from ear to ear. Julie licked her lips. "That tasted good, John."

    Greg talked to me in private. "Guess what I did, Lisa. I got my little sister to jack me off."

    "Oh? How old is she. Tell me all about it."

    "She's 11. Our parents went out last night. I went into my bedroom, and looked at the pictures of you. I got naked and started jacking off, on my bed. After a little while I looked over at my bedroom door. Jan was standing there watching me. I covered myself up as quick as I could, dropping my phone on the floor at the same time. Jan ran over and took my phone and looked at the pictures." 

    "She said she thought you were pretty and sexy. I told her everything you and I did. She said she wanted to see me make that stuff squirt out. So I uncovered myself and started stroking. I told her she should get naked too. She finally did. She has little tits. Not like yours. She wanted to feel my cock, so I got her to jack me off all the way. Then this morning she knocked on the bathroom door while I was in there. She went in and jacked me off again. She says she'll do that for me anytime I want."

    "Wow, Greg. That's hot. You should get her to suck you off sometime. You should eat her pussy too. Maybe she'll let you fuck her if you ask."

    "I hope so, Lisa. I want to fuck you again too."

    "Ok, Greg. The same place as last time after school. I might have a surprise for you." 

***

    Greg didn't stop at the chess club after school. He went out to the woods where we met before. I told Julie I had a surprise for her. I led her to the woods where Greg was waiting. I told him he could fuck me, if he fucked Julie first. Soon the two of them were fucking like mad. I took off my clothes and fingered myself a little, while I watched them. I took some pictures of them fucking. 

    After Greg shot his load into Julie, I rolled him off her and put his soft, cum-covered cock into my mouth. It took a couple minutes for his cock to stiffen again. Once it was hard enough, I straddled him and put his cock into my fuck-hole. I had several orgasms before Greg ejaculated. Julie took pictures of us while we fucked. Once I got off of Greg, Julie went down and licked a lot of cum from his cock, balls and belly. She smiled up at him. "I love the taste of cum."

    Before we got dressed I had Greg stand between Julie and me, and took a picture of us. "You are going to be the most popular boy in school, Greg. I'm sending all these pictures to the cheerleading squad and to your chess playing friends. Julie will send her pictures too."

    When we left, Julie walked home with me. "I hope mom lets me stay overnight. I really want to fuck your dad again. It was good fucking Greg. But, your dad's cock fills me up a lot more. That feels fantastic."

    "I like his huge cock too, Julie. If he wasn't married I'd propose to him."

    We both giggled. When we got to my place, Julie and I went to my bedroom again. We got the laptop out and looked at more porn pictures. We transfered our pictures from our cell-phones to the computer. Julie called her mother and asked permission to stay overnight again. She said no. This is a weeknight. You can stay over Friday night when you don't have school the next day. I took the phone. "Hi, Mrs. Wilson. This is Lisa. Would it be alright if Julie stays for dinner? She can be home by 7."

    I got permission for that. Marge always left for work at 6. When she left, Julie stripped naked faster than I did. She grabbed dad's pants and undid them. She pulled them to the floor and sucked his cock into her mouth. Dad finished undressing while she sucked on him. She lay on the floor, pulling him on top of her. They fucked in the middle of the living room floor. After he shot his load into her pussy, Julie went down on him, sucking his cum covered cock into her mouth. I joined her. Taking turns sucking on him. It wasn't long before he was stiff again. After awhile he shot his cum into both our mouths. I French kissed Julie after we had licked up most of his cum. Julie asked, "Does that make us lesbians?"

    "No, we have to lick each other's pussies if we want to be lesbians."

    She giggled. "Ok. Let's do that sometime. But, not now. I want as much of your dad's cock as I can get." Dad fucked her one more time before she had to leave. He gave her a sloppy kiss when she left. She only lived a couple blocks from us.

***

    The next day, I got all kinds of texts from girls and boys alike. I saw Julie walking down the hall with a big smile on her face while boys followed and groped her. One boy grabbed her butt cheek and another reached around and grabbed her tit. She smiled at them. Greg caught me and told me his sister gave him a blow-job in the bathroom this morning. At lunch a lot of guys surrounded Julie, and a lot of girls went over and talked to Greg.

    I waved at the geeks and went over and sat with the snobs. I sat by Diane. She scowled at me. "So nice of you to associate with us lower class citizens, Lisa."

    I smiled and hugged her. "Not at all, Diane. We are all one people. Look over there at the nerds. Greg and Julie are popular now."

    "Yeah, because they will fuck anyone who'll have them."

    A cheerleader, I didn't know her name, asked: "I got all your pictures, Lisa. Do you think Greg would be interested in me?"

    "Probably. You are a gorgeous girl with nice tits. I'll bet you have a hot pussy too. What guy wouldn't want to fuck you? I'll bet he'd be very willing to give you sexual pleasure."

    Diane stood up and yelled. "What's the matter with you people. Those guys over there are nerds. The real studs play basketball and football."

    I chuckled. "Chill out, Diane. Don't act like those boys deserve to be deprived of having sex just because they aren't the best looking or aren't athletic. You said you fuck your boyfriend. I doubt that. True studs aren't wimpy in bed. They exude sex from their very pores. That's what I like about Greg. He is honest and I can bring him off with a touch of my hand or lips." I looked up and saw the cheerleader over at the other table talking to Greg. She leaned down and showed him a lot of cleavage. When he reached up and grabbed her tit with his hand, she just smiled.

***

    After School, I saw Greg walking, with the cheerleader, out to his favorite spot in the woods. I smiled and waved at him. He gave me the thumbs up. I went to the chess club and played a game with one of the members. I asked if anyone had seen Julie. One of them pointed to a closet. Soon Julie came out with a boy. She had cum on her face. "Who's next?" She ended up taking about 8 guys ino the closet and sucking them off. The guy I was playing chess with suddenly resigned the game when his turn came up. The chess club became more popular after that. Even Tyrone ended up going there a few days later. Julie sucked him off.

    Julie walked home with me afterward. I made her go into the girls' room and wash the cum off her face before we went home. Julie rubbed her belly. "I love cum. I noticed the guys had all kinds of  different shapes and sizes of cocks. Some squirt more than others too.

    It was Friday, and I had to go cheer at the basketball game. Julie had permission to stay overnight. I got in the game free because I was a cheerleader. Julie's mother wasn't very wealthy, so I got dad to buy her a ticket for the game. Julie and I walked to the school in short skirts. We didn't wear panties. Mom had already left for work by the time we left. Dad loved our attire. 

     We walked into the gymnasium, swaying our hips. A lot of guys noticed we had no underwear on. A good looking athletic boy walked up to me. He put his hand under my skirt, and squeezed my ass-cheek. "Hi, Lisa. You are looking awfully gorgeous tonight." At about the same time another boy lifted the front of my skirt and stared at my pussy. 

    I pushed my skirt back down and pulled the other guy's hand away from my butt. "Thank you boys. I'm going to the ladie's locker-room to change into my cheerleading outfit."

    Julie disappeared somewhere in the grandstands. Guys kept looking up her skirt. She pulled the hem of ther skirt up to her belly at one point, and let some guys touch her pussy. When a female teacher noticed something going on, she went back to my place, and stayed with my dad until I got home. I didn't learn about that until I went home.

    Diane checked out my underwear to make sure I was appropriately dressed. I thought the game was boring. But, I showed as much enthusiasm as I could whenever our team made a basket. We lost by 20 points.

    When I got home, I found Julie in bed with Bill. They were locked in a big kiss. I stripped and jumped on top of them. "Hi, fuckers. I missed you at the game, Julie. Where'd you go?"

    Julie told me what happened in the bleachers.She was afraid she'd get caught so she came here. I shook my head. "It's my fault, Julie. It's good to be willing to do anything, but that was in too obvious of a public place. I shouldn't have had you do that."

    "It's okay, Lisa. I enjoyed it."    

***

    Julie walked home about 10 in the morning. We texted back and forth throughout the weekend. Monday morning while I was in the shower, I heard a voice in my head. "Donald, this is the real Lisa. I'm glad you had fun with my body. But, it is time I took my body back."