Obviously her father's phone call interrupting their sex play the day before had had less effect on Lisa than on Paul. She clearly wanted to start right up where they left off! Taking his hand in hers, she pressed it to her breast.
"Please touch me, Paul!" she whined. "My nipples felt so good when you played with them yesterday! You made them get all hard! Remember?"
Paul felt like be was losing all control of his movements. His hand started to caress Lisa's breast, until he felt her nipple Fucker under his fingers.
"Yes! Like that! Lisa moaned. "Pinch my nipples between your fingers, Paul!"
Embracing her slender body with one arm, Paul fondled the child's nipples with the other hand. Lisa kept squirming around in the bed, rubbing her legs against Paul's groin.
With a tremendous effort, Paul pulled himself away from the little girl. He disentangled his arms and then pushed her away, moving to the other side of the bed and sitting up, pulling the sheet quickly around his swollen cock.
"Please, Lisa!" he moaned.
Then, to his utter consternation, the little girl broke into tears. She looked at him with horror-filled eyes brimming with tears, and then buried her head in her arms and sobbed.
"Lisa!" Paul said "Lisa, what's the matter?" Paul had pulled the covers off Lisa in his haste to cover himself and now her body lay before him, shaking with sobs. Her sheer shorty gown was pulled up above her waist, and her lovely little ass-cheeks quivered under her thin panties.
Her round little shoulders heaved with her sobs, and she looked completely helpless, and total desirable Paul felt himself moved in fifty directions at once. Loving feelings of warmth and tenderness went out to the little girl, but at the, same time, his cock didn't get any softer.
Tentatively, Paul put a hand on Lisa's shoulder. "What's the matter, honey? Please tell me!"
"You don't like me anymore!" the child-like girl sobbed. She lifted head, fixed him with accusing red-rimmed eyes, and addressed him directly. "You pretended like you liked me a lot! But then you ran away, and now you don't want me anymore!"
She started sobbing again, and the tears flowed down her face as she cried out her words to him. "I let you kiss me and touch my body and everything, and now you don't want me! Well, it's not my fault if I don't have big tits and a lot of black hair on my pussy! I can't help it! You don't have to be mean to me!"
Paul closed his eyes for a moment as his brain reeled. Lisa thought he was rejecting her because she wasn't mature enough! He was exerting every ounce of willpower at his command to keep his hands off her body, and her heart was breaking because she thought be didn't want her!
It was too much for Paul. He stretched out full length next to her, and started petting her with his hands.
"Don't cry, baby!" he whispered. "I really do like you! I really do!"
He put his arm around her and pulled her to him. At first she resisted.
"Leave me alone!" she cried.
But Paul continued to caress her with his strong hands, all the time whispering in her ear.
"I wasn't playing a game with you, Lisa!" he pleaded. "And I really am attracted to you! I don't want you any older! When you're a full-grown woman, I'm sure you'll be beautiful, and I'll be just attracted to you as I am now! But right now, just as you are, you arouse me more than any female I've ever known!"
Softened by his assurances, Lisa slowly relaxed and allowed Paul to cuddle her into his arms. He embraced her tightly, and used one hand to caress her round thighs.
"You really do like me?" she whined.
"I really do, baby!"
Paul put his hand on her breast and started caressing her immature young tits again. They were eager for his caressed. The nipples stood right up again, and Lisa sighed as her sorrow was slowly replaced by sexual arousal.
As for himself, Paul knew he was beyond the point of no return. When he had relented and taken the sullen girl back in his arms, he knew he was surrendering his freedom of choice to a need much more powerful than his puny willpower.
Lisa's soft warm body provoked a reaction in Paul that was too strong to resist, and all of his resolution from the previous night evaporated in his lust. But what about the danger, the terrible risk involved?
"Don't you really think my breasts are too small?" Lisa asked.
"They're just perfect!" Paul assured "I love them just the way they are?" Paul pulled her sheer gown up almost to her shoulders. Her mature nipples were completely at attention, Fuckered with passion, and twitching as Paul teased them with his fingertips.
"I love your little breasts!" Paul said. The sight of those childish little tits topped by the adult, lustful nipples aroused a powerful response in Paul. "I want to kiss them. They're so lovely! I want to make love to them with my mouth!"
"Well, go ahead!" Lisa giggled.
Paul pressed his lips to the warm flesh between her two budding breasts. He kissed and licked the skin between her tits until she was squirming with nervous sexual excitement. Using both hands, he tenderly squeezed the erect nipples while kissing in between.
"You're teasin' me?" Lisa giggled. "Hurry up and kiss my nipples, Paul!"
He was teasing himself, too, he, knew. Finally neither of them could resist any longer, and he reached for her tit with his mouth closed over her swollen nipple, felt her little writhe with joy and they both sighed with passion as he started sucking her breasts.
Lisa was already learning how to enjoy sex.
She lay back and closed her eyes, concentrating on the wonderful sensations.
"You really make my tits feel good, Paul!" she whispered. "I guess you must like them a little bit!"
"I love them!" Paul was relaxing and getting into the passion of the little girl's awakening sexuality. He licked her breasts, and then opened up his mouth and sucked her right breast completely inside, stroking the throbbing nipple with his tongue.
"Ooohhh! That's so good! Do the other one, too!"
Paul sucked both Lisa's little tits while she giggled and writhed with joy. His hands ached for her young pussy, but the memory of the previous day's horror prevented him from making this move.
But it turned out that Lisa was thinking about the same thing. "Paul, you remember what you told me yesterday! About how playing with my tits would make my pussy get juicy?"
"I remember," Paul said.
"Well, it sure is getting juicy now!" the little girl hinted.
Paul felt his last line of resistance melting away. Lisa was wiggling her ass around, rubbing her thighs together.
"Don't you wanna touch it?" Lisa cried.
"Oh Lisa!" Paul sighed. "Yes! Yes, I want to touch it! I want to caress it, to fondle it, and make it throb with good feelings! I want to make you feel all the wonderful sexual sensations your beautiful little body, is capable of! I want…!!"
Confusion masked Lisa's lovely round face.
"Well, why dontcha do it then?"
Pulling himself together with great effort, Paul made one last attempt to communicate his concern. "Lisa, listen to me! This is serious!"
"You don't really like my pussy, after all!" the little girl pouted.
"Lisa! Damn it!" Re put his hand under her little chin and forced her to meet his eyes. "Lisa, do you know how much trouble we would get into if anybody knew we were doing this?"
Lisa's beautiful face suddenly twisted with, fear. "Oh, Paul! You didn't tell anybody, did you?"
"No! No, of course not!"
Her fear-strickened face surprised Paul, who had been expecting-what? Certainly not this!
"No, Lisa. I haven't told anybody! I swear!"
"Oh please, Paul! Please, please!" the little girl begged, her eyes bulging with pleading. "Please promise you'll never tell anybody! If mommy ever found out, she'd never let me out again by myself until I was an old lady! An daddy'd punish me with his belt! They mustn't ever find out! Please promise you won't ever tell anybody, Paul!"