Lisa
Copyright© 2025 by Mr Anton Pipe
Chapter 8
Erotica Sex Story: Chapter 8 - 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 Fa/Fa Fa/ft Teenagers Consensual Romantic Lesbian BiSexual Heterosexual Fiction Science Fiction Sharing Group Sex Polygamy/Polyamory Swinging Exhibitionism First Fisting Food Massage Masturbation Oral Sex Petting Squirting Voyeurism Teacher/Student Nudism
Lisa wasn’t there when he woke up. Jack stretched out across the empty bed as if reaching for her, then shook himself and got up. Hair messy and sticky eyed, he barely made it half way across the room when she came bouncing in like the sun coming up to make his day.
“Good. You’re up. You have to show me how to use the wet room.”
The wet room was awesome although Lisa couldn’t make out how any of it worked. Water and air just seemed to come out of nowhere. The best part was having Jack wash her. That feeling of him being all over every slippery wet inch of her was the next best thing to fucking. She tried to do the same for him. Washing him all over while of course paying special attention to his cock. It took a while. There was a lot of him to wash or it seemed that way. They talked and laughed and cuddled all through which didn’t speed things up but made them so much better. At some point while his hair was drying she was kneeling up with her arms around his middle kissing his muscles when he ran his hand up the back of her head under her hair. The sensation was so amazing that she gasped.
“Oh that’s so good. Please do that again.”
It took Jack a few goes to replicate the casual stroke and it made her toes curl when he got it right.
“You’ve found an erogenous zone,”
Jack said.
“That’s any place that’s sexy to be touched. Some people have lots and there are different kinds. Some of them want holding, others want massaging, or strong touches or light touches or kisses, or licking, or just breathing on.”
Inspired and to show she did know some things about sex, Lisa set back on her heels, then leaned in and put her lips against the head of his cock. It wasn’t erect but it wasn’t shrunk right down into itself either. It was amazing how penises could do that. Changing size so much. She breathed, then kissed, then licked. The head swelled and grew between her lips. She ran her tongue around it and let it grow, trying not to back off until it filled her mouth and forced her head back.
“Hmm. This one responds to licking and sucking and a little light massage,” she said as if ticking off the result of a science experiment.
“Shall we go somewhere comfortable and see how many zones we can find?”
Jacks, “Yess.” was accompanied by a wide eyed look of passion. Perhaps he hadn’t expected her to be so forward. Lisa was just practicing what Molly had talked about. For the next couple of hours as they cuddled on the sofa in the Den, chatted about school and noodled about with one another’s bodies she kept practising. When ever she had a sudden wanton desire or crazy idea to try something, she expressed it and they tried it. When it occurred to her that his fingers were longer and thicker than hers and while it wouldn’t be as good as fucking, having him finger her would feel better than doing it herself. He asked how she did it and what she thought about when she was doing it and she admitted that she had sometimes thought of him watching her.
“I’d like that. Another time. Just to watch you get yourself off from start to finish. That would be beautiful.”
“Another time maybe. Put your hand here. Point your little finger. OK your fourth finger as well. Your hands are so big. That’s it, now press it in and just a little towards the front. Uuhh that feels so gooood.”
When Rose came in and started playing a game with Greg on the projector, they took no more notice of her than she did of them. Lisa had found that the inside of Jack’s elbows were his most ticklish part, just a bit more than his bony ankles. Jack had found, after extensive research, that her cute little ass cheeks liked to be grabbed and that the lower curves of her gorgeous round tits liked to be licked, really wet.
He had taught her the days of the week and a few shorthand phrases in tap and they were chatting between licks in a lazy slow sixty nine when Matt and Marissa sat on the sofa opposite.
Lisa was developing a taste for his precum and instead of scolding herself for how disgusting that was or being ashamed of it, she just told him. He had responded by taking his fingers out of her sopping pussy and sucking one clean.
“You taste of sex to me.”
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