Lisa
Copyright© 2025 by Mr Anton Pipe
Chapter 9
Erotica Sex Story: Chapter 9 - 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
There was no way she could go get her hair done. Lisa was naked, spreadeagled on a table with her pussy on fire; splattered from thighs to hairline in semen. She licked a jellied blob from the side of a finger. Hmm that was good. It was a ridiculous situation.
Molly and Marissa didn’t think so though. Moments later they had gathered round and started cleaning her up. Molly started with a wet wipe but Marissa was straight in there with her long agile tongue, licking across Lisa’s belly. So different from Jack’s licks and yet hot all the same.
“You don’t mind do you. I don’t like waste.”
Lisa was so blissed out she just snorted.
“Sure, whatever. I’m so wasted there’s no way I’m getting to a hair appointment.”
“Nonsense.”
Molly was as firm as her tongue on Lisa’s cheek. She still caught the look Lisa gave her though and shared her mouthful. Marissa’s mouth was between her legs. Every bit the horny slut Jack had described. She knew what she was doing and where. She didn’t miss a thing.
Fifteen minutes later they were on the front steps putting on light, semi transparent, hooded cloaks. At least Molly was and Lisa was trying to work out how to hitch hers up as it was a bit long. Marissa shook her head.
“If it rains, I’ll get wet. My hair is too short to be messed up by a little weather.”
Lisa assumed they would go by car and they were out on the street and walking side by side before she realised they intended to go an unknown distance across the neighbourhood, barefoot and practically naked. In Marissa’s case, stark naked. Her heart beat a tattoo but Molly’s arm around her shoulder made her feel safe. After a few yards she offered Marissa her other arm and got a fabulous smile and a long elegant body slipped in next to her.
“Your fingers can reach my left breast from there. Show me what tap Jack has been teaching you.”
Not only were they walking naked down the sidewalk. Marissa wanted her to molest her left tit while they walked. It did distract her though and made Marissa laugh. By the time they reached the bottom of the hill, Lisa had learned ‘Yes’ and ‘No’.
“A little more useful than the days of the week?”
‘Yes.’
Lisa was able to respond with her fingers.
The Green’s garage was laid out like a beauty salon with a couple of fancy tilting chairs, large mirrors and controllable overhead lights. Or perhaps it was more like a movie set as everything was rigged where it was and movable. Gwen, a tall strong woman, a little older than Marissa was already sat naked in a chair, in full view of the street with the garage door open. Jules Green, a small plump woman of about forty was washing Gwen’s honey coloured curly hair above a steel bowl. Gwen’s head hung over the back of the chair.
“Hello girls,” she called, carefully tilting her head just far enough to see them coming down the short sloped driveway.
“Who have you brought with you?”
Jules smiled at Lisa and went on massaging Gwen’s scalp.
“This is Lisa who’s picked up that heart that young Jack’s always flinging around. Lisa this is Gwen and Jules.”
“She’s got him by more than his heart strings with a body like that,”
Gwen said lying fully back in the chair, her feet up on the counter. She relaxed and let her knees fall open.
“Umm, that feels marvellous Jules.”
The next few minutes were a whirlwind of girly grooming, gossip and naked decadence. Marissa was in one chair, legs in the air getting a careful and intimate pussy shave from Molly. Jules had most of Gwen’s rollers in and Lisa was sat cross legged on a counter top joining in the gossip about men, sex, friends, local news, the school, Alm and beyond. Lisa learned that Jules and Dan were long term lovers as were Gwen and Mike. Everyone loved grandpa Geoff Baxter and despite being seventy this year he was apparently still the king of the slow fuck.
“The teenagers in the Saturday club call him The Slut Father. He’ll welcome you on his lap for sure,”
Gwen said, eyeing Lisa.
“She’s exclusive with Jack right now,”
Molly put in before Lisa could respond.
“Really. It’s serious then?”
Gwen’s tone softened.
“Yes. He’s my first, just yesterday. I’m still taking it all in.”
Lisa hoped they wouldn’t laugh at her inexperience.
“Ahh, that’s so sweet,”
Jules chirped.
“Who remembers their first time?”
“I don’t remember mine. I was nearly passed out drunk,”
Gwen admitted.
“My first was a biker dude in the bar where I met Mike. You couldn’t hang out in there unless you belonged to someone, for the day at least. I had to fuck three guys before I got Mike’s attention.”
Jules chatted as she tightened the last of Gwen’s rollers.
“Mine was Matt. Standing on the bare floorboards of a student flat in London being filmed by two different spy agencies through the uncovered second floor windows.”
Marissa sounded wistful. Molly had fingered and licked her to a good one before she started on the shave.
“Mine was Billy on the couch in the Stack house but I already told Lisa about that.”
Molly stood up from her inspection and began to gently wipe Marissa clean.
“Mine was Jules, in the parking lot of that biker bar.”
The deep voice was a huge man. Lisa’s instinct to cover herself almost took hold but there was no point of course. This must be Mike. Then she saw his cock and missed the next three things that were said.
“It’s your turn Lisa.”
“Huh. Oh sorry.”
Lisa leaped down from the counter and slid quickly into the chair Gwen had vacated.
“Now you’re new so I’ll not do anything too different today. No animals shaved into the under layer or bright green streaks or anything.”
Jules ran her fingers through Lisa’s dark hair, working out the pattern of how it grew. It was hard to get that terrifying, fascinating, enormous, penis a few feet away out of her mind. How was it possible that he fucked this small woman with that thing and didn’t kill her? Maybe Gwen but surely not Jules.
“How’s Elle doing?”
Marissa asked. She was up out of the other chair and Molly was settling in.
“Oh still playing the reverse rebel.”
Jules sounded resigned.
“Still moaning about her perverted parents and all their perverted friends. At least she still seems to think that doing well at school is a way of rebelling so that’s working out but I don’t much care for the snobbish clique she hangs out with. She spends as little time here as she possibly can.”
“It’s a pity,”
Molly said, between deep breathes as Marissa worked fingers into her vagina.
“Elle and Rose used to get on well. Rose needs more human friends, especially now that her brother is less available.”
Lisa listened over the buzz of clippers and then a shiver went through her when she realised that was Mike doing her first trim not Jules. Jules appeared on her right and said.
“Lets get your shave going at the same time. That’s if you want a shave? I can just do a scissor trim.”
Lisa spread her legs, her hips rolled forward. She could see the whole of her sex and that meant the man running a comb gently through her hair could too. It was hard to breathe and harder not to get turned on. She’d only ever seen a few illicit sex vids. The fairly banal kind that got passed around at school, having such a long digital tail that if anyone was told off for having them everyone would have to be. In one of them though the woman had her bush shaved bare except for a small heart shape directly above her clit.
“Do you think I’ve got enough hair to leave a heart shape at the top and shave the rest?”
“I’m not sure but that’s a lovely idea. A surprise for Jack. I’m sure we can make it work. What do you think darling. Can you do a small heart as easily as one of your animal heads?”
“Of course,”
Mike replied.
What had she done? Lisa’s mind raced. Had she just invited this huge strange tattooed man between her legs. The same one who’s strong fingers were now massaging shampoo into her hair. It felt fabulous. She focussed on imagining that it was Jack, closed her eyes and tried to breathe deeply despite the tightness in her chest. It was soon hard to focus on anything with Jules fingers on her pussy unfolding folds and stroking out creases. Two days of making love to Jack had her a little puffed up and quite open which made Jules’ job easier.
“You’re so young and smooth and juicy this should be quick and easy,” she said.
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