"Fuck!! Here it comes!!" Paul screamed.
His pleasure-stricken sex organs convulsed violently, and a huge stream of creamy thick liquid spurted lout the red piss-slit.
"Jack my cock!! Jack my cock!" he screamed and writhed.
Lisa whipped her hand up and down the slippery length of his spewing prick. She could feel it Jerk under her fingers as another huge load of semen squirted into the air.
"My God!! My cock is coming in your hand!!" Paul wailed. "Lisa, my cock's coming in your hand!!"
"I know!" the little girl giggled. "I'm makin' you have an orgasm!" she said proudly.
Lisa rolled her little fingers over his prostate gland, and he couldn't stop coming, even when his shivering nut-sack tightened up like a fist, She jacked her fingers tightly up and down his slippery cock, milking huge hot jets of creamy come Out of his convulsing cock.
Powerful spasms of, pleasure convulsed Paul's crotch and belly while his jerking hard-on squirted his semen between Lisa's wiggling pink fingers.
The little girl was really delighted with herself! The hot cream coming out of Paul's red piss-slit was proof to her that he really was attracted to her, and that she was capable of bringing a man to climax of passion.
It excited her to watch the white semen spurting, out, and she giggled and gave the red knob a fondling squeeze. Paul jerked his hips a lot while he was coming, and his sperm got scattered all over the place. One big passionate ejaculation splattered on her right breast and slowly trickled down her pink nipple.
This was the best orgasm Paul had experienced since he was a boy, just starting to ejaculate! None of his adult girl friends made him come this good. Not even fucking their cunts, to say nothing of a hand-job!
Thinking about fucking made Paul think about fucking Lisa. He looked down at the lovely white body of the little girl who was milking the semen out of his twitching cook. Just the mere thought of ejaculating inside her tight pink little twat sent a whole new thrill through him, and his cock, almost exhausted, gave one last tremendous spurt of jism.
Almost in a trance, lovely little Lisa leaned over until, her lips quivered only inches above Paul's spewing prick. Her eyelids fluttered, her mouth hung open, and that last huge jet of come covered the child's lips, tongue, and teeth.
Paul watched Lisa drink his last ejaculation, and then sank back on the bed, moaning, shivering as the last spasms quivered away in his belly.
Lisa straightened up slowly, her eyes half closed and unfocused. Slowly, as if in a dream, she licked the creamy semen off her lips.
Paul held his arms out to her, and she cuddled up next to him. They snuggled in each other's arms, purring and shivering in the after glow of their shared pleasuring. As If by mutual unspoken agreement, Paul put his hands between her thighs, one over her little pussy and one between the cheeks of her perfect little us, and Lisa put her little hand over his spent cock, and they petted each other in the places they had recently had so much pleasure.
They stayed that way for many minutes, whispering.
"Did I do it right for you?" Lisa asked.
"Oh, God! Did you ever!" Paul sighed. "You were really wonderful! I mean it, Lisa! The best I've had in years!"
Lisa's little breast stirred with pride, and she gave his tired cock a tender squeeze.
"I'm so glad!" she purred. "Paul, I really like what you did to me, too! Thank you for making me have my first orgasm!"
"I loved it, baby!" Paul chuckled. After a while Lisa stirred and said she had to go home. Paul watched as she got up. She was so beautiful! She had pulled her little panties back up over her round buttocks, covering the small blond mound of her little pussy. She wiggled back into the gown and shrugged into the bathrobe. Then she came back to the bed and kissed Paul on the mouth.
"Shall I come back tomorrow?" she asked.
"Oh, please do!"
And then she was gone, Paul laid on the bed for a few minutes more, feeling very relaxed and satisfied. He still couldn't quite believe all this was real.
The phone started ringing. Paul decided to ignore it then abruptly changed his mind and snatched up the receiver after the fifth ring. "Hello?" He knew it would be Angela even before he heard the voice.
"Well, so you're still alive. I'd never know, since you're always too busy, to call me!"
Paul sighed and moaned inwardly. "Hello, Angela," he said. "How have you been?" he asked mechanically.
"As if you really cared!" she whined. "No doubt you're spending night and day sticking numbers into your precious computer programs!"
Paul grinned maliciously into the telephone. "What makes you think that! As a matter of, fact, just before you called, I was masturbated to ejaculation by an exceptionally lovely twelve year old girl! I played with her little pussy until she came for me, and then she jacked me off until I shot jism into her little white bands!"
Angela sounded as if she, were gagging. "Oh, Paul Evans, you are the most disgusting, foul-mouthed, bastard I have ever known! Your sense of humor is just as sick and warped as the rest… "
Paul returned the instrument to its cradle, severing the connection while her hysterical voice was still quacking out Of the speaker.
"Good-by, Angela!" Paul said to the silent telephone. There was smudged wet fingerprint on the receiver. Paul's fingers were damp. He put them to his nose, and smelled again the musty scent of Lisa's little slit.
Chapter 5
Paul discovered he was actually humming to himself as he looked up a light lunch. He sat down at the desk to eat, and almost immediately his eyes fell on a page of calculations that had totally frustrated him the day before.
The logic of the series of numbers instantly became obvious to him, and even before he had finished his breakfast, he picked up his pencil and started making notes on a piece of scrap paper. By the time his egg was all eaten, he had switched on the computer terminal on and was mapping out major corrections in the program.
He worked through the afternoon until after dark. When he noticed the time, it was nine-thirty and he still didn't feel tired. He fixed himself a huge salad for dinner, with chopped ham and grated cheese, and worked happily until almost midnight.
By the time he quit for the night, Paul had a clear understanding of all the problems in the Engineering Dynamics program, and he looked forward to the next few days work with pleasure for a change.
He turned out the lights and stretched out on the bed. He felt a glowing sense of well being. He thought about his work, but as sleep neared his thoughts were more and more intruded upon by the vision of the beautiful little girl across the courtyard. Paul drifted off to sleep imagining the child's pink wet slit, and remembering her squirming in his arms as she experienced her first orgasm.
He slept extremely well and awakened early, well refreshed. He got up quickly and made a pot of coffee. He was aware of Lisa's back door across the courtyard, but he was also interested in his work, and he made some notations while he drank his coffee.
Lisa's father left at a quarter to nine, looking as if he was late and in a hurry. Paul poured another cup of coffee and sharpened his pencil.
At ten minutes after nine the door across the court opened again and Lisa stepped out into the southern California sunshine. Her radiant blond beauty almost took Paul's breath away.
She was wearing a pair of very short white hip-bugger shorts, and her perfect little ass rolled under the stretching cloth as she twisted around admiring the day. The shorts were very tight In front too, stretching across the budding mound of her little pussy.
On top she wore a thin halter of white gauzy material, almost transparent, and from clear across the yard Paul could see the points in the garment where her little nipples strained.