Authors: Abie,Malie
I was stunned. I had hoped for a serious orgasm from her but this was so powerful, so prolonged and so
physical I was uncertain if she would want to even look at me. She lay there, panting and even with her
eyes closed, tears were on her cheeks. I moved to lay behind her and pulled up the bedspread to cover
us. I spooned into her curled and sweat covered body, putting an arm around her and whispered to her.
"It's all right, Isabella, it's all right."
It took a minute but she slowly seemed to relax and her body tension softened. I kissed her head and
stoked her hair. "Hush....hush, Isabella, I'm here....its all right." After another minute she turned to face
me and cuddled up tight. My arm went around her and held her to me. I caressed up and down her
back. Her breathing was back to normal now. I was content to stay like that and so was she. We both
were silent and with my caresses she was letting her body go softer and softer. I thought she might drift
off. Then she spoke.
"Thank you Kathy...thank you....I liked that.." I was mildly surprised at her words of appreciation, but just
sighed happily and continued to softly stroke her hair and back. I felt her move her upper leg to me and I
instinctively lifted it a bit. She moved her leg over my lower one and cuddled even closer. Her vulva was
now against mine and it felt like pure sex touching my heart. She moved a bit, settling in as close as she
could and relaxed again. My hand went down to her moist round butt and held her to me even closer.
We lay like that for several minutes. My fingers massaged her ass cheeks and she was still calm and
happy. Every moment or so, she seemed to move herself against me, our labia moving over each
other's. "Sometimes..Maria and me...we....do this...but you feel better." I smiled and felt good, knowing
Isabella was happy to have my body against hers rather than Maria's. Her head was against my breast
and she calmly turned to it and kissed it. She held the kiss, then turned her head back and settled it
against my breast again. "You have smaller...smaller than Maria....I like them...they are very nice..."
I smiled and suppressed a slight laugh. I held her closer and rolled with her a bit. "Oh, Isabella, you are
such a sweet young girl." I was so relaxed that I lay on my back and sighed. I glanced at the clock; four in
the afternoon. Isabella just got on me and snuggled on top. I continued to run my hands up and down
her body. Her head was lying between my breasts. She straightened her head and kissed one again. This
time she kept it up, just like she must have been doing with Maria. It felt incredible and then she took
my nipple and sucked on it. I almost gasped at the sensation. I hoped that she had given Maria oral sex. I
wanted to guide her head down but didn't. I didn't need to.
Isabella switched breasts and took my other nipple. My hands were on her butt, massaging and
encouraging her to continue. Her legs were now straddling me and I could reach her labia easily. She
arched a bit. My God, the girl was good! I mentally thanked Maria and stroked her labia, gently parting
them. Isabella kept sucking my nipples and kissing over each breast. I felt her vagina and it was again
wet and warm, almost hot.
A finger slipped in and she shuddered only slightly. She was happy to kiss and suck on my breasts and
nipples for several minutes. I kept my finger working in and out and she seemed to move up me just a
bit, letting me enter her now very wet vagina even further. On a sudden whim, I reached for my bedside
table and opened the drawer. I took my slim travel vibrator and debated turning it on. Deciding not to, I
just moved my hand to her vagina and touched the smooth tip to her entrance. She just arched again,
inviting the penetration. I eased it in and even though it was a slim vibrator for a woman, it must have
felt thick for her. She didn't flinch, just held still as I slowly moved it in deeper. She sighed and relaxed a
bit, her back now less arched but still completely okay with the adult toy in her young, adolescent
vagina. She turned her head and just let it lie between my breasts again. She was ready for me to play
with her.
I wondered if she and Maria had played like this. Perhaps Maria's sister had a toy or two. It didn't
matter. Isabella knew what was going on and was content to let it happen. I worked the toy in and out,
gently and slowly. She sighed and settled closer. I held her head tenderly as I toyed with her, not
concerned about her age. She wanted me to do this and I was more than happy to oblige. She started to
rock a bit, up and down on me. Her firm adolescent breasts were like love apples, moving against me.
Her small hard ass cheeks felt the same under my hand. I moved the toy in rhythm with her, so it was
going almost out and then in as deep as I dared. She was making soft sounds now and I could feel the
toy being clamped on by her vagina as she responded to the stroking. I wasn't going to tease her this
time. I wanted her to come for me and hopefully return the favour. I said, "Isabella, you're going to feel
a wonderful thing. Don't be afraid," and I turned on the vibrator, keeping it at its lowest setting, not
knowing if she had ever experienced this before.
She gasped and went taught. 'No', I thought. She was only uncertain for a moment, then she went
relaxed again, drinking in the vibrations in her vagina. "Kathy....Kathy....its ...it's.......special.... I like
it...don't...don't stop..."
She did like it. She held herself still for a moment then resumed her rocking. As I moved my hand up to
get the vibrator pointing down and to her G, she arched again and helped. With the tip on her G I let it
stay for a few seconds and then moved it away. Alternating like that, she was soon on her way again.
She lifted her head to look at me. I was looking at an expression of pure sexual adventure, at a young girl
who was experiencing something wonderfully new. Her eyes were wide open and her mouth was open
as well, as if she was amazed that anything could feel that good. I could feel her vagina clamping and
releasing, as she tried to keep the tip at her most sexually delicious vaginal place.
Her eyes closed as I put the tip on her magic spot and kept it there. Her mouth was clenched and her
back was arched completely. She stopped rocking and just held position. She was climbing fast, faster
than she had ever climbed before. Her face was now a picture of intense sexual sensation and she held
still, her body now almost contorted with her arching.
A few quick gasps, a deeper gasp and then she shook, and shook some more. No words but spurted
gasps were coming from her mouth and she exploded. She almost went off me as her body shuddered
and kept shuddering. I kept the vibrator working at her for as long as I dared, slipped it out and just held
her. She was now crying out with foreign but well understood words. She bit her hand to stop and she
fell against me and held me like she was still falling. I moved her face to mine and kissed her like I would
kiss Sarah after she came for me.
Isabella kissed me like that right back. If she had never done that with Maria, she was a quick study. We
locked lips and moved sweaty, slippery bodies over each other. She was still straddling me. She shifted
her body and a hand went for my vulva. I felt her hold me and her hand was rubbing me passionately.
My wetness had spread out over me and her hand glided over my shaved pussy like I was covered in oil.
She kissed me one more time and moved down quickly to get between my legs. I opened then wide, and
moved a knee up and to the side. Isabella went straight for me, her mouth open and over my clit. She
then showed me she had done this before.
What she lacked in skill, she more than made up for in youthful enthusiasm and her sexual attraction. I
knew she wasn't doing this for the first time but I felt like I was the one, her first sexual conquest. Her
mouth kissed and sucked, with no apparent pattern but it felt heavenly. It felt like innocence and lust,
purity and depravity, and I relished the child woman's mouth at my open and offered forty year old
pussy, my clit, my vagina, my aching to come cunt.
'My cunt.' I mentally said it again. 'Cunt'. My wet and almost flowing cunt. Isabella, the virgin child was
lapping at my cunt. Never had I thought of my vagina as my cunt but now it seemed appropriate. Kurt
had given me intercourse in my vagina. But now, Isabella was lapping at my cunt.
I pulled both of my nipples, hard, and felt the pain flow to my child kissed clit. It rebounded and went to
my brain and burst into lights. I couldn't remember thinking these thoughts before. My vagina had never
been my cunt. Yet I was exalting in the image of my vagina being a cunt hole to be pleasured, abused
and filled. Here was Isabella, the innocent child slut, lapping at the entrance to my fuck hole, my upper
fuck hole. I immediately thought of Kurt, and saw him pounding into my lower fuck hole and heard him
cursing me, cursing the anal lust I had driven him to. I was descending into a sexual pit of dark desires,
forbidden lusts and I loved it. I wanted more. I wanted Isabella to see me degrade myself and I wanted
her to be degraded as well. I reached for the still buzzing vibrator.
I shifted a bit onto my side, still letting Isabella have ample access to my wet and swollen sex. My lube
was out of reach without getting up so I just put it in my mouth, delighted in Isabella's taste, ran my
hand over the wetness Isabella had created and moistened the vibe. It put it to my lower fuck hole and
paused, wondering if Isabella would be scared off. She just kept her mouth and tongue to my vagina, my
wet and slippery upper fuck hole and I eased the vibe into my ass. It was moist enough that it slipped in
as if it was dripping with lube. I moved it in and out gently and delighted in the sensation of pleasures
coming from both of my tingling, exposed and willing fuck places. Isabella paused and then spoke.
"Kathy....sometimes when Hector....he wants to...you know....put his....his penis....in ...I say 'no'...and he
puts it....well......where you...." I had to stifle a surprised laugh. Isabella, the little child teen, was getting
anal sex from Hector! The image of a young boy with his adolescent cock up Isabella's tight ass was
delicious. I could almost see him bucking and heaving as his adolescent cock spurted cum into her tight,
pink, lower hole.
It wasn't going to take a lot of time to get what I wanted. Between the attention from Isabella, the
image of her on her knees as Hector got off in her ass and my own ass getting vibe fucked, I was soon
moaning and writhing. I forced myself to imagine it was Kurt giving me the anal dilation and I felt the
familiar rising pressure coming from my well stimulated centre of sex. I could almost feel Kurt's
throbbing cock, deep in my ass, as it gushed cum.
I started to vibrate myself and then, with several hard body spasms, I came. Almost involuntarily, I
pushed Isabella away, closed my legs and squeezed them together. Leaving the anal buzz to carry on
until it hurt, I then pulled it out and bit my lip to keep from screaming. I lay there, gasping and heaving,
then collapsed onto my back and stared at the ceiling.
I was afraid to look at Isabella, not wanting to see the expression on her face for fear it was shock or
fear. I was immediately put at ease as she moved up and lay on top of me. My skin was dripping with
sweat and she slid easily as she settled on me and put her head between my rising and falling breasts. I
wrapped a leg around hers and held her. I wasn't sure who I was anymore but Isabella recognized me.
"Kathy....Hector never...never made me to do...feel the...what you..."
I gave her a firm hug and said, "Don't worry, Honey, don't worry. In time....when you're a woman....it
will get better." I meant it.
After several minutes of lying and recovering, I glanced at the clock. It was now five-thirty. It was time to
get going in case Kurt got back early. "Isabella, we need to shower and get you back." She simply nodded
and got up. We went back to the bathroom and we got into the shower stall, which was conveniently
made for two. As I washed the sweat and sex from her body, I realized what I had really been doing.
Now that my passion was spent, Isabella was again an eighteen year old girl and emotionally challenged
at that. Despite her sexual explorations with Maria and Hector, she was emotionally a child. I felt like a
child molester. Although Isabella was at ease with our sexual relationship, I was now very ill at ease. I
knew I must say good bye to her at the market and never look for her again.
As we towelled off and I dried her hair, she now looked like the innocent young girl I first saw her to be.
How I had come to see her as an object of my passion and darker lust, was beyond me. Perhaps it was
the whole sexually charged atmosphere of this vacation. Perhaps meeting Sarah and all the sex she had
provided for me, both masculine and feminine, had led me to go where I never would have gone
otherwise.
Even as I tried to rationalize my behaviour, I knew I was only fooling myself. I was the only one how had
seduced Isabella. Even if she had, in her own way, seduced me, I was the adult. She was the child. When
her hair was dry, she casually got on her clothes as I got on mine and we went out into the room. There
was uneaten pizza and Isabella just looked at me with her eyes asking the question. "Yes, Honey, finish it
off." She did, all the while chatting as if we had just come back from a long walk, instead of having had
woman-girl sex. I tried to keep up with her little girl chat but my heart was no longer in it. I felt ashamed
of the feeling, but all I wanted to do was see Isabella walk away.