Lisa
Copyright© 2025 by Mr Anton Pipe
17. Saturday
Erotica Sex Story: 17. Saturday - More than a dozen years after the events in Nappies and Bills, Jack invites his first serious girlfriend to spend a weekend with the family. Her parents would never have allowed it, except his Mum was deputy head of their school. Nothing unexpected could happen...
Caution: This Erotica Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/Fa mt/ft mt/Fa Fa/Fa Fa/ft Teenagers Consensual Romantic Lesbian BiSexual Heterosexual Fiction Science Fiction Sharing Incest Mother Son InLaws Group Sex Polygamy/Polyamory Swinging Cream Pie Exhibitionism First Facial Fisting Food Massage Masturbation Oral Sex Petting Spitting Squirting Tit-Fucking Voyeurism Water Sports Public Sex Teacher/Student Nudism
Saturday came around again and demure and well dressed home Lisa escaped into Chareen to pick up the bus that Jack would already be on. A more seductively dressed Lisa with fewer buttons done up and, of course, sans panties, sauntered, grinning, down the isle of the bus, her hair in cutesy pigtails. She swung her hips in next to Jack with a,
“Hello lover.”
They took it slowly though, she would need her orgasm budget for later and his was even more constrained. Still she didn’t hesitate to put her tongue in his mouth long before they’d left the city and his hand went where she wanted it, holding her second heart.
Things were so much the same in Chareen Hills but in the month since she had been here Lisa had changed markedly. Once they were off the bus she unbuttoned her shirt all the way and let her braless nipples feel the breeze. She hiked up her flared skirt at the front rolling it into it’s own waist band until her shaved pussy was on show. From behind she’d pass for normal. From in front the look said,
‘Fuck me. Right here, right now.’
Jack was bare to the waist of course. Lisa slid a hand over his back, round to his right hip and under the band of his shorts. It was as far as she could get, squeezed up against him, and it meant he could play with her left nipple, which he did.
They bounced up the front porch steps together and knocked the door. Lisa shrugged off her shirt and they stripped one another’s lower halves with a lot more touching than was strictly necessary.
Matt answered the door and got a full contact, thank you, hug for inviting her again from Lisa and their customary fist bump with Jack.
Aunt M. Got hugs and kisses from both before they scooted out of the back of the kitchen.
They hoon’d around the garden like little kids, rolling on the ground, tickling one another and laughing.
“Would you like to be oiled again?”
Jack asked.
“Yes please but make it quick this time.”
Lisa wasn’t fussed about it being quick anymore when she realised she could lie on a bench on the deck and gently suck him while he applied it. Jack took his time and did a thorough job. Making sure to get every beautiful fold of her pussy and to use every excuse and none to stroke the back of her head until she purred around his half hard dick.
Matt joined them for lunch this time. Lisa asked him,
“Would you teach me how to share food properly the way Marissa does it.”
“If that’s what you want darling.”
Matt was a little surprised to be asked and even more so when Lisa seated herself on his lap, facing Marissa and awaited her first lesson. Matt didn’t hold back and they snogged bread mush and veg mush and fruit mush back and forth till she was doing it right.
“I will thank you properly later,”
she said and came to cuddle up next to Jack again. He and Marissa had been feeding one another and not holding back either. Now they switched about and Lisa shared with Jack and then Marissa. Aunty M. confirmed that she had it right now. The purpose of sharing was to feed your partner in a way that they would enjoy. In a way that expressed how much you loved them and showed it to the others at the meal. As a result lunch was longer but even better than last time. Afterwards Jack and Lisa lay back out on the lawn.
“With this wonderful oil job all over me I think I’d be waterproof,”
Lisa said.
“Would you like to water me and find out?”
“I’d love to my kinky lover but my water pipe is empty. Maybe in a bit.”
Not to be deterred Lisa asked to be turned into a garden sprinkler. Jack helped her do a shoulder stand and then the splits. he made her hold it for a while as he found areas that didn’t have enough oil when she was all spread out that way with her pussy pointing at the sky. When he was satisfied she let out a ticklish little trickle of pee that found its way down to her right tit before she succeeded in making a six inch fountain.
“Hey Aunty M. I made a sprinkler,”
She called out and Marissa appeared in time to see her push out a larger spurt and then run dry. She missed Jack taking sips off the top of the six inch water fountain. She didn’t miss Lisa licking his lips and humming in pleasure at tasting herself on them when they kissed to celebrate how wonderfully naughty and silly that had been.
Marissa taught them a couple of cool body pretzels which they practiced until Jack was almost as covered in oil as Lisa and Marissa said they were acceptable. Then Jack did need to pee and Lisa had very specific ideas about where it should go and how much. These culminated in wet hair bangs dribbling deliciously onto her tits and Jack fucking the piss out of her pussy, that he’d just peed into it, in a sitting chair position. Right on the deck where Matt and Marissa could see everything. They were so wet and slippery it turned into a monster twenty minute fuck session that left them both panting and collapsed on the deck in a slowly shrinking puddle of their own making. Marissa was impressed, She came and crouched over each of them, open legged and checked on them. Feeling foreheads and foreskin, checking for soreness, chaffing or reddening, while graciously allowing them to lick her long pussy when it came close enough. She didn’t pull away till they were satisfied.
“You are a very beautiful woman,”
Lisa said when she had gently rubbed her piss wet face in Marissa’s sex and licked her opening for a full minute.
“Why thank you darling. I prefer slut. It carries more compact meaning.”
“So do I,”
Lisa beamed.
“You are a very beautiful slut.”
“Would you like to make out with me while your man recovers?”
“Oh yes.”
That led of course to an oil coated, piss soaked Lisa folded in between Marissa’s legs and being taught some of the thousand ways of kissing. Jack headed for the wet room. It wouldn’t be that long before Mum and Dad arrived and things got really interesting. He found himself humming a happy tune. Lisa had made everything better and was making things better still. He still thought it would take a couple more years to get where Mum was going and they’d have to look after Rose very carefully. His younger sister was off with Joanne today and would miss out on the new improved Lisa this time. He washed and hummed and wondered how it would all work out. Would they truly reach the state that Mum had described from years ago when everyone in the house fucked freely, wherever, whenever and with whoever wanted to. He and Lisa had got there between themselves. Mum and Dad and Matt and Marissa had been there for years. Bigger groups were harder and age gaps were hard to. It was incredible that Aunt M. was still eminently fuckable at her age. Licking her had been hot. Having Lisa put his penis inside her would be best. He could live without that dream though. Be happy if it never happened and happier if it did. Lisa was enough he realised. He’d once harboured dreams of Lisa on one arm and Treesa on the other. It could happen still but it didn’t need to. He could be the happiest, luckiest, best blown, teenage stud anyone had ever heard of, without anyone but the women he already loved and who already loved him. That didn’t mean he’d turn down a hottie, if Lisa was holding her hand. That simply wouldn’t make any sense.
He returned to the deck, clean and shiny from toes to hair. Matt was standing looking at Marissa and Lisa who were folded together like lovers.
“I need to start dinner and you my darling need to go clean up. You’ve been crouched in that puddle for half an hour. You won’t be presentable when the Baxter’s arrive.”
Marissa stuck out her tongue and pointedly continued to focus on her fingers inside Lisa. Lisa copied her but looked sheepish doing it.
“OK the fire hose it is then.”
Matt lifted his long heavy cock in one hand and unleashed a geyser of pee at the huddling pair. Remarkably both hit the cum button as a result but the torrent didn’t stop for a considerable time and Matt was soon chasing them off the deck towards the wet room back door with the power of his hose.
“Oh it’s a while since we last played that game”,
Matt said as his bladder finally drained and he turned back to the deck.
“How’s your ding dong, as Rose would say, son?”
Matt looked with almost concern at Jacks deflated cock.
“It’ll be outstanding in an hour or so.”
“You’re still young. I guess it will. Lisa is doing so well I’d hate to disappoint her. Or your mother.”
How much Matt knew or understood, Jack couldn’t tell. He certainly didn’t want to disappoint his mother tonight.
“Meanwhile we’re on dinner duty. Come on.”
It was impossible to be around Aunt. M for long without learning to cook. Jack wouldn’t starve on his own but he was no expert. Matt was much better. Jack followed instructions and juggled dishes in a whirlwind of activity under Matt’s directions.
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