Chapter 3: The Girls Get What They Want

Lisa’s Uncle Dave was visiting again, on his way back from a business trip. Lisa came home from school. She thought the house was empty, and she headed to her room, but she noticed that the bathroom door was closed. She pushed it open.

Uncle Dave was sitting on the toilet, his slacks and shorts around his ankles. He was hunched over, back arched, and he was pumping his prick.

Lisa stood stunned in the doorway. She was sexy in a little red skirt, white tank top and red tennis shoes. Her titties pressed the tank top out in juicy mounds.

“Uncle Dave!” she exclaimed.

“Lisa!”

He was hunched over, sitting on the toilet, looking up at Lisa, his cock hard in his hand. He jerked to a stiff stop. His prick was rigid, long, and very hard, and he’d lathered it with shaving cream for a slick jerk. He was half shaven, with white foam on his face.

All the shaving cream indicated to Lisa that he was shaving, and that he had gotten a hard-on about something, then he had started playing with it, and finally sat down on the toilet to jack off. They stared at each other.

Lisa looked from his creamy cock to his surprised face. Dave’s hot eyes glazed over Lisa’s lovely, sweet, delicious, gorgeous, young body.

“God, Uncle Dave!” Lisa whispered. “You’re masturbatin’ yourself.”

Dave’s hand started a slow stroke again on his cock.

“Well, I, I, yes, you caught me,” he confessed.

“Gawwwwd, and you got shavin’ cream and stuff all over it,” Lisa murmured, staring at his beautiful hard-on. “I know,” he said.

“Does it feel good?”

“Uh-huh.”

“What were you thinkin’ about, Uncle Dave?”

“You!” he blurted.

“Damn.”

“I know.”

“Well, do it, jerk on your peter!” Lisa commanded.

Dave pumped. His hand jacked the stalk of his hard prick. His thumb stuck out, as if he were hitchhiking. Lisa was thrilled by the scene, her uncle was on the toilet playing with his prick!

“Yeahhhh!” she cooed. “Go like that, Uncle Dave! Whew, go like that!” He jerked faster. “Shit!” Lisa barked. “Gawwwwd, that looks good!”

“Does it?” Dave panted.

“Oh, yeah! Go faster!”

“Like this?”

“Yeah, ooooh, shit!”

He pumped, jerked, danced his hand in a flurry of sizzling strokes.

“Beat it! Beat your meat!” Lisa barked. “I wanna see you really beat your meat to me, Uncle Dave!”

“Oh, I am! I am! I want to!” Dave panted breathlessly.

“Jerk it! Come on, go faster!” Lisa demanded.

Dave fucked his fist furiously.

“Oooooo, shit! Yeahhhhhh, fuck your hand! Hand-fuck yourself, Uncle!” Lisa whispered.

He was bent over while sitting on the toilet. His hand was a blur in a hot jack-stroke on his throbbing prick.

“Oooooh, looks good!” Lisa cooed.

“Oh, Lisa!”

“Do it like you did when you jacked off to me and Helen cheerleading. When you beat off to our pictures!”

“Ohhhh, God!” Dave huffed.

“Beat it!”

“How’d you know about--”

“I saw you,” Lisa quickly interrupted. “You were lookin’ at our asses.” She turned around, lifted her red denim skirt and pulled it slowly up her golden thighs, up over her hips, then showed Dave her ass, gloved tightly by pink panties.

“God! Oh, Lisa! Oh!” Dave babbled, jerking wildly now on his lathered prick.

Lisa looked over her shoulder, then licked her pink lips. “This is what you like, isn’t it?”

“Damn right. You’re damn right!”

“Like my ass, huh?”

“It’s, it’s, it’s, it’s fabulous!”

“Keep jerkin’ fast, you’re slowin’ down,” Lisa said.

“Yes, yes fast, real fast!” Dave puffed, pumping like a madman on his cock.

“That’s it! I like it when you beat it fast!” Lisa said softly, again licking out her tongue salaciously at her panting uncle.

Lisa turned around, her skirt up. She let Dave see how snug her panties were on her crotch. She slid her hand down between her legs and lewdly rubbed her pussy, pinching her fingers into the thin, pink nylon.

“Ohhhhhh, shit!” Dave cried.

“You like that, don’t you?” Lisa whispered.

“I love it!”

“You like jackin’ off to me, don’t you?”

Lisa’s hand dunked into her pink panties, her fingers knuckling out the crotch panel as she fingered into her pussy. One little finger slid out of the crotch of the panties and leveled off on her thigh.

“Oh, Lisa, shit!” Dave sobbed. He was lifted by jack-off joy. His hand pumped as fast as he knew how on his thick, slick prick.

Lisa leaned against the bathroom wall. Her legs spread apart. She bent her knees slightly, opened her mouth and licked her lips as she diddled her panty-clad pussy.

“Come on, damn it! Jerk it! Jerk it! Come on, jerk it!” she called.

Dave jerked.

“Yeah, real fuckin’ fast like that! Shit, Jesus! Awwww, God! Yeahhhh, like that, Uncle Dave!”

Lisa looked like a teen goddess, her red skirt up, her hand in her pink panties, her legs obscenely parted, her hand doing a jiggle-jerk.

Dave came. His cock started squirting.

“Oh, shit! Oh, gawwwwwd! Whee! Yeah!” Lisa yelled.

Dave pumped and sprayed cream. Big splashes of cum squirted from his cock, spewed high in the air and came down in raining splats over the tile floor.

“I love it! I love it!” Lisa yelped.

Dave sat on the toilet, shaking, shuddering, as his cock spat little splashes of cum that bubbled over the tip of his hard-on and dribbled down onto his hand. He was spent.

Lisa had cum too. She still had her hand in her panties. Dave slumped back on the toilet seat, splayed out, his prick half-hard, but he still fondled the curling stalk.

“I’d like some pictures of you, Lisa,” Dave whispered.

“Pictures?”

“Yes.”

“Like those cheerleader pictures you masturbated to?”

“Something a bit more sexy than that.”

“Why? So you can beat off to ‘em?”

“Yes,” Dave admitted.

“You are really naughty, Uncle Dave. What kinda pictures do you want?”

“You and that girl.”

“Helen? Helen Johnson?”

“Whoever she was.”

“Yeah, so what?”

“You and her in some sexy lingerie, doing some posing.”

She slid down on the wall, her knees cocked, her hands still in her sweet pink panties. “That’s what you’d like, huh?”

“Yes!”

“So you could jack off to us?”

“Yes!” Dave hissed, his prick springing upward, pulsing gloriously to another big hard-on. “I dunno. I mean we don’t have that kinda clothes and stuff.”

“I’ll give you money to buy some,” Dave panted, starting to jerk on his prick again.

Lisa diddled around in her panties. “Well, I dunno. I’d have to ask Helen if she’d want to.”

“Oh, please, I’d love it!” Dave panted.

“You just gonna jack off to these kinda pictures and stuff?”

Dave hacked his hard cock. “Yes, yes, jack off to ‘em!”

“And you’d buy the clothes?”

“Yes.”

“And all we have to do is pose sexy and stuff?”

“Ohhhhh, yes! Yes, Lisa!”

Dave chopped wildly on his swollen prick. There was cum all over the floor around the toilet, cum on his thighs, all over his knuckles.

Lisa fucked around in her panties, her crotch panel all bumped out by her fist. She leaned lewdly against the wall, her knees slightly bent and spread apart. She rubbed and fucked her pussy.

The sight of Uncle Dave whacking off on the toilet really excited her.

“Will you?” Dave panted.

“I’ll ask Helen about it,” Lisa said.

“I’ll give you all the money you’ll need to buy lots of nice clothes and sexy lingerie.”

“Mmm!” Lisa cooed.

“Oh, Lisa! Can I touch it, can I touch your pussy?”

“No, no, no, no!” Lisa pouted.

“Why?”

“Cause you’re my uncle, that’s why.”

“Lemme see it then, okay?”

Lisa smiled sexily, took her hand out of her panties. Her fingers were all juicy and wet. She thumbed the pink panties and pushed them down her thighs and showed her Uncle Dave her smooth cunt.

“Oh! Oh, Lisa! It’s beautiful!”

“Jerk to it then!” the ninth grader commanded.

“I am! I am!” Dave huffed, strumming his prick with a fluid motion, his hand jerking in a sure stroke.

“Ooooh, yeah! Real dirty like that!” Lisa gasped.

The bathroom was filled with the clicking sound of Dave’s masturbation.

Fap, fap, fap like Lisa sounded sometimes when she was chewing bubble-gum loudly.

Dave’s jack-stroke was lewd and sloppy.

“Jerk!” Lisa barked.

“I am, Lisa!”

“Beat it off again, Uncle Dave! I wanna see you shoot it off again!”

“I will. For you.”

Lisa’s hand was down between her legs. “Like this, when I play with myself?”

“Yesssss! I love it!”

“I thought so,” Lisa whispered, rubbing obscenely on her young pussy. “Faster! Jerk that big prick faster, Uncle Dave!

I wanna see you really go.”

“I’m goin’!”

“Yeahhhhh, shit! Shit! That’s the way!”

Lisa finger-fucked her little cunt faster.

Dave drilled his cock, his hand becoming a pump, a piston, his prick like a rig.

Fap, fap, slosh, slosh!

The sound of Dave’s masturbating was like a symphony to young Lisa. She stared passionately at his hand-job. She leaned luxuriously against the wall, legs cocked, knees bent, rolling her hips, her hand spreading her cunt lips. Dave jerked joyously.

“Yeah! Jerk it, you bad boy!” Lisa growled.

Slush, slush, slush, slush!

His hand, his prick, the creamy cum, music to Lisa’s ears.

“I’ll do some good pictures for you, Uncle Dave,” Lisa cooed. “Some real hot pictures so you can jack off to ‘em all day long.”

“That’s what I want!” Dave yelled, hunching over on the toilet, beating on his cock. “I’m gonna cum! Lisa, I’m gonna cum!”

“Well, then cum!” she urged. “Shoot off! Right now! Come on, damn it! I wanna see you shoot right now!” Lisa yelped, her finger fucking faster into her juicy pussy. She moved closer to Dave, her hand dancing. He looked up from the toilet. He pounded his prick. His nieces cunt was inches from his face.

Dave licked out his tongue. Lisa moved into it, took her hand away, and let her uncle lap her sweet cunt.

“Just for a minute you can lick it,” Lisa hissed.

Dave slithered his tongue up and down her cunt-slit.

Lisa backed away. “That’s enough.” Dave came. A stream of hot cream jetted from his huge prick.

“Ooooooh, shit!” Lisa squealed.

Big wads of cum spewed from his prick up into the air, then came splashing down on Dave’s thighs, the floor, all over. “Ah, ah, ah, ahaahhhhhhhh!” Dave hollered.

“That’s it! Jerk and cum!” Lisa called. “I love it!”

Lisa and Helen spent over a thousand dollars of Dave’s money at the mall buying an array of clothes. Lisa got a beautiful opened-back designer dress in daring white with a deep V-front. It cost nearly two hundred dollars. They bought skirts and tank tops, and they picked out boxes full of sexy lingerie.

Lisa looked especially good in a cropped, knit-cotton tank sweater with a banded neckline that slipped sexily off one shoulder. It was bright coral, and she matched it with a coral, white-striped cotton skirt.

Helen had been excited about the prospect of doing some hot pictures for Lisa’s uncle, pictures he could jack off to all the time. Lisa had her brown hair in bangs on her forehead, slicked back into a pony. The pink 5 inch heels she wore sparkled.

“You look good in that outfit,” Helen said.

Helen looked fine too. She wore an off-the-shoulder cotton tee in dark black, and with it, a white, short, slim, cotton-Lycra miniskirt with a wide belt. She wore black 5 inch heels.

Helen snapped pictures of Lisa, then Lisa snapped pictures of Helen, both posing sexily in different outfits, their skirts up, showing their panties, doing provocative things such as bending over, or sitting with their legs apart, holding their skirts up.

Both girls were enjoying the picture session. They finally ended up in sweet, sexy merry widows.

Lisa had on a tight, white bustier that hugged her curves, the straps digging into her shoulders, the garters drawn tight to white nylons, all topped off with black high heels. She wasn’t wearing panties and her teen cunt was an inviting contrast. The underwire cups of the bra set her tits up juicily, made them look bigger than they really were.

Helen wore the same kind of outfit, but her outfit was red except for white high heels, and her smooth cunt offset the red in startling contrast. They took pictures of each other in sexy poses. When they had enough pictures, Lisa sent them to her uncle.

They were at Jamie’s house, and her parents were gone for the weekend. They hadn’t expected Jason or anyone else for the rest of the evening, so they were surprised when Jason walked in on them.