Date: Mon, 23 Dec 2002 19:52:23 EST From: Louisamay1111@aol.com Subject: Loli ch12 Hi sweet readers, Well, my website seems to be working now. Http://www.louisastories.com (The paypal email address is louisamay1111@yahoo.com) Give it a looksee, if you're so inclined! xxLouisa Nessa lay spent. I drew my purple people-eater out, slowly, greasily, and knelt back. Loli knelt by her friend, her knees splayed out, like the little girl she was, underneath her. She shook her head, open-mouthed. "Ness, man. . .that was awesome!" she breathed. She touched her small palm to Nessa's sweaty bangs. "You are like. . .I can't believe it. You're like. . .a LADY, and everything!" Nessa smiled weakly. She looked up at me. "I love you, Mommy," she murmured. Her legs lay open. Her little shiny-wet pussylips were rose-red; the inner labes poked out from between them like a small, narrow, pink nose. The little cavern below was a deep crimson. Oh, such a luscious assortment of budding beauty! I smiled down at her. "I love you too, sweetheart," and leaned down to kiss her softly. She wrapped her arms around my neck and kissed me back, then turned again to Loli. Loli just kept shaking her head. "You the MAN." And Nessa shook HER head. "No. . .Mommy's the Man. I'm just her Wife." And she blushed proudly and smiled, her little dimples sparkling. Loli's brows rose, and she looked at me. I nodded. "Yes, Vanessa is now. . .my wife." And I kissed the damp forehead. "You guys got Married??" We nodded. "How? When? What'd ya do? How'd you--" I laid a finger to her lips. She kissed it quickly, and grabbed my hand, leaning her cheek into my palm. In a small voice, she said, "I just. . .don't wanna be left out. . ." "Ohh, Loli. . ." and I picked her up and hugged her to my breast. I felt her little arms go around my neck, and her lips patter kisses up and down my neck and shoulder. She turned to speak down to Nessa by my shoulder. "You are so lucky. . ." she turned, kissed my ear. Shiver! "Your Mommy is so, so cool. . ." She kissed my hair. "I mean, your Husband!" And she giggled, and turned to Nessa again. "So, what are you -- Mrs. Mrs.?" And I felt Nessa's warm, naked body close against Loli's back, sandwiching the brown nymph between us. Her arms went around Loli's waist, and her elegant little chin rested on Loli's neck. "I guess. . ." She kissed Loli's neck. "Ooh, that tickles." Loli giggled again. "'Mrs. Mrs. Vanessa Johnson Johnson?" And Vanessa kissed her ear. "OooWoah, that Really tickles! Waah!!" And she wriggled, and lost her grasp on my waist, and they both fell back, laughing, onto the bed, Loli on top of Nessa. Two naked slits stacked vertically; a little fleshy figure-eight. "FREEZE!" I intoned, and both did so, comically, their legs all up and akimbo. I smiled. "You can put your legs down, just keep your knees up." So they did, Loli's on the inside. "Nessa, you okay like that?" "Uh-huh. . .she's a little shrimp." "Heeyy. . .watch who you're callin' shrimp. Skinnybutt." "HEY. . ." and they began a tickling battle. "Hold up, hold up." They stopped. "Don't want to lose this position here," I murmured, and leaned in to lay between their thin legs, peering lovingly at the pretty pussy plurality. (puh-leeze!) Loli gazed attentively down at me. Nessa's head poked out from the side. "Whatcha gonna do, Mrs. Johnson?" I looked up at her, tilted my head. "I mean, Mommy?" She turned to Nessa. "She said I could call her Mommy." And she stuck her tongue out. "So, I call her that all the time," Nessa stuck her own tongue out right back. "I," as I moved closer to the pair, "am going to kiss and kiss BOTH my little girls' pretty pussies. Okay?" Loli grinned. "Oh-KAY!" She widened her stance, opening her little puss further. "Sounds good to me!" And Nessa giggled. "That's okay, Vanessa?" "SURE, it's okay! Whattya think?!" "Good. But I want you to ask me." "To. . .?" I nodded. "What you want me to do." Nessa sighed. "Ummm. . .okay. . .--" "Ask nicely," whispered Loli. "DuhH!. . .Ummm. . .Mommy?" "Yes, sweetie?" "Umm. . .will you . . .kiss my pussy please?" And she blushed HUGEly, and buried her face in Loli's back. Loli giggled, then whispered fiercely. "Ask for me too!" Nessa whispered back just as fiercely: "YOU ask for you!" And Loli turned back to look, uncustomarily shyly, at me. "Mrs. . .Mommy?" "Yes, Loli, honey?" Their musky, pee-hinted smell was driving me crazy. "Could you please. . .kiss my pussy? Please? Mommy?" I smiled. "Yes, Loli. Yes, Vanessa. I will kiss your pussies. Open wide, now." And they both spread their legs apart further. Loli had, by now, draped her own legs over Vanessa's. I breathed on their two beautiful slits, and marvelled at my dreamlike fortune. Sex. This, this, was IT. I felt my mouth salivate at the thought of lipping, tonguing, and tasting these two 10-year-old vaginas before me. I drank in their differences: Vanessa's neat, trimly (red)lined lips, whose inner lip peeked out demurely, and Loli's exuberantly floppy inner lips, almost oozing from out her tan, frilly outer labes; her pubic mound above puffed itself out proudly, like a bird in full plumage, while Nessa's mound was barely visible -- the line from belly to slit was pure, and white. The slit appeared suddenly, as from a razor cut in snow. And both girls' adorable little assholes, well. . .I'll get to them. But first, I had some tasting to do. My two dear birds were breathing in flutters, like anxious chicks. I took a breath, and breeeathed onto them both, up, down, my warm breath steaming into their open wounds. Loli breathed, "wooow. . ." And first, I moved my Loli back a bit, to get the terraced effect; so I could go from one to the other in one soft swoop, and back. And then I started: tongue, a touch, on Loli's soft, soft droopy lips that waited, hanging, for my kiss. And then a touch, on Nessa's little nose that peeked; like butter, only better, and another, and another. . . And then up to Loli's slit, and they both were sighing; now I opened my mouth and mouthed her whole sex, and slid my tongue from down below to up and in, feeling her soft, petal-flop lips open, tasting, OH, tasting her excitement, and hearing it, too -- "ohhHHHh, MAN! OHhhh, Mmmommy, mmmmMMMMMmmm. . .!!" I licked and swallowed the soft, whitish fluid that was now oozing from her opening, and brought my hand to work below her, slithering along Vanessa's slit, keeping her warm and wet and moving, circling her slim hips under Loli. Her arms had come round to circle her friend, and now her hands cupped Loli's little walnut breasts, and fingers pinched her long, large, dark nipples. Loli moaned, ran her hand through my hair. I slid below, down down, to Nessa's slit, and thrust my tongue inside, and tasted blood, metallic, and dear Nessa's sweet, saltysweet come. For she was coming, too, almost as if she'd never really stopped; she was readier than Loli, she'd come before, and now she let herself go into abandon again, as I softly tickled her clit above with my tonguetip, and squeezed her little lipnose between my fingers. The taste! To go from one small love to the other, to taste my Loli, then my Nessa, then their blend, into a taste of my allover deep, deep love for girls! My girls! A small part of my mind wondered what on earth I'd done in former lives to deserve such grace. Mother Theresa, perhaps? At least. Vanessa was weeping with pleasure. She moaned, and cried, and grabbed at Loli, and the bedclothes, and my hair, and face; I was so happy to bring her to this pleasure; to softly kiss her into a frenzy after such a thrusting initiation. Oh my darling, darling daughter. . . And as she quieted, I concentrated now on Loli, and slid her little body off Vanessa's. I cupped her little bottom cheeks and lifted her hips up, her legs flailing outward. I licked from her cute little brown starfish anus along the thin dark line of tissue that ran to her pussy hole, and licked on up, and up to tease the tiny nub of pinkshine in its oily pocket. Her clit was hard, and swollen, and she let me know I'd gotten there with a "WoahhHHH!! OH! OH! OHGosH, huhhUHHUHH, mmMMMOHHH!!!!" And Nessa rolled over and kissed her friend, and Loli kissed her back, wildly, passionately, moaning into Nessa's mouth, and crying now herself, and laughing too, and making quite a lot of noise, the dear. And I kept at my terrier ways, and sank a wet, wet finger in a tiny bit into her asshole, and she wriggled like a minnow on a hook. She finally locked her legs around my head and shook, silently, grunting, arching. . .and, spent, she lay back down, her legs around my shoulders, lax, and Nessa kissed and kissed her. I came up then, and lay between them both. They cuddled, kissing me, each other. . .anything that moved. And then we slept.