She had saved the best for last. The panties were pearl white and felt like the finest silk. They werenât as tight as the cheaper panties but they were still gorgeous. This time, instead of rubbing my cock with the panties, she sat straight down on the head. My cock actually started to penetrate her pussy, driving the smooth material inside her. The small amount of slack in the crotch of the panties forbade my cock from going inside very far, but it was far enough for me to shoot my wad. Lisa winced and pushed hard against my cumming prick. She wanted full penetration, but it was not to be. Her hand went to the front of her panties and she was able to cum before I had finished. Our cums mingled in the panties and the surplus ran down the shaft of my cock. Lisa rose from her squatting position and I could see the panties still pushed inside her. This was obviously as close as he had ever come to being fucked. âThat was too close, you sneaky little shit,â I said.
âMaybe so,â she said, âbut as good as that was, I canât wait to have you completely inside me. Please fuck me now.â
It was easy for me to say no at that point. My cock had already withered and lay limp on my leg. âItâs not time yet, Hon. Just be patient. How about a snack?â
Lisa, still in her wet panties, and I walked to the kitchen. While I searched the frig, she sat on a bar stool, her legs opening and closing, not in a provocative way, but in more of a nervous manner. I watched her fidget as I got out some cheese and crackers. âAre you OK?â, I asked.
âOh, I guess so. I donât know,â she quibbled. âThis has been the best night of my life, but itâs like itâs not complete. You know Iâm not going to be happy until we have made love.â
âLisa, I promise you we will make love. I just donât think it should be tonight. As good as itâs been, itâs not complete for me either. Donât you think I would like to stick my cock in that tight little pussy of yours? Do you know how many times I have wanted to fuck you without even asking? You said you trusted me, so bear with me a little longer. OK?â
âOK,â she conceded. âBut I wonât quit trying.â
I just laughed and led her back to the living room with a plate of cheese and crackers. We munched a little and made small talk, the faint noise of the TV in the background. I was first to turn the conversation toward a more serious tone. âLisa, tell me about your sexual experiences. I know youâre a virgin, but surely there have been times â¦.â I didnât know how to finish.
âWell, letâs see,â Lisa started without hesitation. âMy first experience was when I was about 9 years old. There was this teenager named Billy who used to live next door and baby-sit for me occasionally. The games he invented usually had me in a dress and generally with my panties exposed. I always wondered why he rubbed himself all the time. He followed me into the bathroom once and said he wanted to watch me pee. I didnât know any difference and didnât care. Iâm pretty sure he jacked off in his pants while I was peeing. I didnât really have any interests or questions about sex until I was about 13. Then I inadvertently discovered in the bath tub that rubbing my pussy was somewhat enjoyable. It wasnât a big deal, just felt good. At 13, I still hadnât started my period and didnât have any hair on my pussy. I didnât have my first orgasm until I was 17.
The whole puberty thing was disgusting for me and just seemed like a horrible inconvenience. I had better things to do, like running track and doing gymnastics. My coaches and teachers were mostly women and I never had any âcrushesâ on any body. But once I had my first orgasm, I was hooked. I donât think a day went by that I didnât make myself cum. But it was so gratifying that I never thought of involving a boy. I actually thought it was a special âgiftâ I had.â Lisa laughed at her own innocence.
âBut surely you knew that sex was out there and there was more to it than masturbation,â I interrupted.
âYeh, I knew,â Lisa continued. âBut I just wasnât interested and there werenât any boys interested enough in me to press the issue.â
âAnd when you masturbated, did you just rub your clit, or did you ever try to put anything in your pussy,â I asked, truly curious.
âOh yes,â she said with a grin. âWhen I was in college I had this little pen light I kept next to my bed in the dorm room. You know what Iâm talking about? Just one of those little jobs that take two AAA batteries, and you twist the top to turn them on. Theyâre not much bigger than a fountain pen. My roommate had left school with mono so I had a room to myself for a couple of weeks. It was a Friday night with nothing to do. There was a thunderstorm going on outside, and I had just jumped out of the shower when the power went off. I stumbled my way from the bathroom to my bed, looking for the light. I found it and sat on the bed, still wet from the shower. For whatever reason, I shined the light on my pussy and was intrigued at how it looked in that little beam of light. I spread my legs and began to explore myself. I used a hand mirror from my dresser to get a better angle and found myself getting excited. I knew that I got wet when I jacked off, but I had never gotten wet without touching myself. I could see the wetness forming on my pussy so I started to masturbate. I didnât think twice about touching myself with the light. And before I knew what was happening I was experimenting with putting the light inside me. It was really pretty cool. The light would dim, then, go completely away as the light went inside me. Then when I would pull it out, the light would reappear. It was a little uncomfortable at first, but the more I did it, the better it felt. I still have the light and I still play with it occasionally.â Lisa blushed at her confession. âOther than that there has never been anything in my pussy but your finger and mine.â
I realized at about the same time Lisa did that I had a hard on again. I could envision this pretty little girl fucking herself with a 4 inch flashlight.
âI have to pee,â Lisa announced.
âCan I watch,â I asked.
âSure, Billy. Follow me,â Lisa said laughing.
I followed her into the bathroom and watched her sit on the stool, her still wet panties at her ankles. She kicked them aside and spread her legs wide for me to see. This woman had no inhibitions. I had never seen a woman piss before. I guess I expected a small directed stream. But her golden urine came in an uncontrolled torrent, splashing against her lips and spraying into the bowl. I found it very stimulating as Lisa leaned back when she was finished and let me see the last bit drip from her pussy lips. She cleaned herself and led me back to the couch.
I found my mind reeling. I wanted to put something in her pussy, but it couldnât be anything of size.
âLisa,â I said. âI think I have a pen light in my tool box in the garage. If I can find it, do you want to play a little?â
âSure, but Iâd rather have this,â Lisa said as she wrapped her hand around my hard cock.
âGive me a minute, but donât start without me,â I joked as I headed for the garage. The light I found was not exactly a pen light, but rather a small Mag Lite. Its overall length was about 5 inches, and ¾ of an inch in diameter. The bulb end was slightly larger. I wiped the dust and grease off and went back inside. The batteries were good and I waved the light in a circular motion as I came back down the stairs to the living room. Lisa giggled with delight.
âWait,â she squealed. âLet me make it dark so you have to find me.â Lisa blew out the candles and turned the TV off. I stood at the bottom of the stairs in total darkness. When I turned the light back on, Lisa was gone. I shone the beam of light around, but couldnât find her. It was obvious that she had slipped into the master bedroom. As I walked through the door, the light found Lisa in the center of my king sized bed, leaning back against the headboard. Her knees were pulled up and spread apart and she was playing with her clit. I turned the light off and walked to the edge of the bed in darkness. I aimed the light where I thought her pussy was and turned it on. My aim was perfect. All that could be seen in the small beam of light was her pussy and working finger. âI told you not to start without me,â I said.
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