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Candy & Lace

Chapter 5

by The Razor’s Edge

“You wanna go for a walk?” Lace asked on Tuesday evening after supper. It was unusual for her to ask, but I thought, why not? Candy was away at soccer practice and it was such a beautiful evening. As we strolled around the neighborhood hand-in-hand our conversation eventually turned to sex and past several days.

“I don’t know what’s happened, Jim,” Lace confided to me, “last week we were just a normal family and after this weekend everything has changed. God I wish I’d known years ago that you thought little girls were sexy. Have you known for a long time?” This was a serious conversation, something to be discussed rationally.

“I don’t know Lace. Probably. Sex with little girls was nothing I really considered until one day you and I were at the mall. You were in one of the shops and I waited outside. This little girl was walking down the mall alone. I’d guess she was about 11 or 12. She was wearing real tight short-shorts and a tee. Her shorts were so tight I could see the outline of her little slit through the fabric. Her tits were just little buds but they pressed nicely against her tee. She was just at that age where she thought she maybe could turn heads. She wasn’t really pretty but she was cute. Her walk had a little swagger. She noticed me looking at her and she actually smiled at me. I was checking her out and she knew it. She actually slowed her pace. I thought she wanted me to get a good look. Then she moved on down the mall. I checked out her little ass and it was beautiful in those tight shorts. She had such sexy legs. About 20 steps away she stopped. She turned her head back to me and smiled at me again. Then she headed off. I thought it was extremely sexy the way she swaggered and the way she flipped her hair when she looked back. Then I wondered what it would be like to make it with such a sexy little girl. If it wasn’t so dangerous I would have tried to talk to her. But you know me, too chicken! I’ve masturbated fantasying about having sex with her. Bad, eh?”

“No way,” Lace replied. “I wish I would have known. I would have said Hi to her if I’d been there. It would have been soooo dangerous. If she was alone I’ll bet we could have talked her into an ice cream or something and some fun later! As a couple I bet we could have seduced her. I’m beginning to feel that I love the danger of it all. I wonder how many of those young Lolitas would really take us up on our offer. I think about it often now when I’m out and see little girls in the mall or standing at a bus stop. I’d love to try it just once and see how dangerous it really is. Fuck, I’m getting horny just thinking about it!”

The following night Lace wanted to go for a walk again. We toured the neighborhood holding hands again.

“So why do you want to walk every night now, Lace”, I asked.

“Remember when we talked last week about Jessica Malcolm? I thought if we walked around a bit we might run into her. Are you still up for the game? It will be dangerous but I want to try and see how far it goes. Are you with me, babe?” Lace was serious.

“Okay, Lace,” I replied. “But we’ve got a lot at stake. I’m with you if you want to try.”

We walked for several nights and didn’t see Jessica. We were just about ready to give up when the following Monday we were walking down Jessica’s street. We walked by her house. Jessica and her mom were just pulling up into the driveway. Lace gave me a little “here we go” jab in the side. It was about 6 o’clock and a beautiful night. Jessica was wearing shorts, a buttoned print shirt and flip flops. I couldn’t tell if she was wearing a bra or not. The shirt was a little big on her. Everything was normal. Nothing was too tight or revealing. She was just a normal 12 year old getting out of the car with her mom.

“Hey, Shawna, how’s it going?” Lace waved. Shawna looked over to us and smiled.

“Hi, Lace. Haven’t seen you in a cat’s age. How ya doin’?” Jessica walked over to us, tagging along with her mom. I really was astounded. This definitely was not the little girl with the little budding tits that I had remembered from even three months ago. Her development over those months was nothing less than remarkable. She was still slim but was now almost as tall as her 5’5” mom. Her shapely legs were nothing less than beautiful, absolutely striking. Her waist had narrowed. Her hips were now “hour-glass.” She was maturing teenager. I was overwhelmed by the transformation. This little girl was now the sexiest, most beautiful creature I had seen for a long time. I was immediately smitten.

Jessica has shoulder length, dirty blond hair. It’s stringy. It’s that rangy hair that gives her that sexy “little girl” look. Today she had it in pig-tails, enhancing the little girl effect. Her eyes are blue. She wears braces. Because of the shirt she was wearing I couldn’t get a feel for the size of her breasts but I did detect some movement, some jiggling. At least I think I could. I again wondered if she was wearing a bra or not. That would be so cool if she wasn’t.

“We were just over at the mall,” Shawna said. “I thought buying for school was over but I guess it never ends.” She looked at Jessica. “Kids these days need everything immediately.” She laughed. “But I guess you know what’s it all about with Candy, eh?” I was listening but couldn’t help glancing at Jessica, especially since Lace and I just had our conversation not more than 10 minutes ago. For some reason Jessica may have had some sixth sense or something. She turned and looked at me glancing at her. She smiled at me. A cute, little girl smile. Her eyes dropped. Then the incredible. She looked up at me again, smiled again and cocked her head. Her expression seemed sultry. My imagination again?

“Oh, yeah, we know,” Lace told Shawna. “And I guess it’s just starting. When they get to be teenagers it’ll even get worse.” Lace turned to Jessica. “So how have you been Jess? You sure have grown since the last time I saw you.” Jessica just smiled. “School okay?” Jessica was a little shy and not too outgoing.

“I’m fine. School’s okay, I guess.” She was not much of a conversationalist. She glanced at me again. Again, a little smile. Was I staring at her? Probably.

“Candy tells me you have a big collection of Barbie dolls. How many do you have?” Immediately Jessica perked up. Her face went from a “whatever” look to an expression of real interest. Now Lace was on “the” topic. How did Lace know that?

“I’ve got about 30,” she beamed. “I’ve got shelves in my room and they’re all lined up. I love them. Collecting them is fun.”

“It would be neat to see them sometime,” Lace responded. “Barbie has been around a long time. I even have a few at home from when I was your age. What are you 12? I can’t remember. Anyway, I’ll bet I’ve got some Barbie outfits that you’ve never seen.”

“Really! I’d like to see them,” Jessica giggled enthusiastically. “You want to see mine? You can come in a look now, if you want.” She looked at her mom for approval. Shawna couldn’t back out. The invitation had been given.

“Sure, come on in,” Shawna offered. It was a warm invitation. “I’ll put some coffee on. Paul is out of town so it’ll be nice having the company.” She sounded sincere. We went in the house. This was the first time Lace and I had been there. It was nice but just a little messy. It looked lived in. Not pristine by any stretch of the imagination.

“Excuse the mess,” Shawna apologized. “I’ve been working a lot lately. Big project at work so some things just don’t get attended to at home.”

“Not a problem, Shawna. I like spur of the moment things. ‘Lived in’ houses are the best.” Lace’s voice had a comfortable tone, not condescending. Shawna put on coffee and we sat around the kitchen table. Jessica was still with us but I could tell she was getting impatient. She didn’t want to interrupt her mom and Lace. But I could tell she desperately wanted to show Lace her doll collection. She turned to me and smiled again. I could tell she was itching to get going. I smiled back and made the “yakking” sign with my hand. A big grin came over her face.

“You wanna see my room?” she asked quietly. I looked at her a nodded. I mouthed “just a sec” and turned to Lace.

“Come on Lace. Let’s go up and look at the collection. That’s what we came for.” Lace looked at me and smiled. I wanted to be this little girl’s friend so I was acting on her behalf. Actually, I wanted to see her room too, but not for the Barbie’s. I just wanted to see this 12 year old’s haven; where she kept her ‘stuff’; where she dressed in the morning; where she looked at herself in the mirror; where she slept and maybe even played with herself. Fuck, now I was getting horny. I turned back to Jessica. Her expression told me that I think I made a friend. God, I hoped so.

“Sure. I’ll show you around,” Shawna offered. It’s kinda messy but you’ll just have to put up with it,” she laughed. She gave us the tour around the main floor then we went upstairs. The bed in the master suite was unmade but it was obvious only Shawna had slept there last night. She showed us the ensuite which was a little untidy.

Finally we arrived at Jessica’s room. It was a typical 12 year old girl’s room. It was messy. Clothes were scattered around. I noticed right away a pair of silky little panties on the floor. I inhaled quickly. I told myself I wanted to pick them up but of course I didn’t. Jessica’s bed was unmade too. She had the usual posters and stuff on the walls. But the outstanding feature of the room was the three shelves on the wall, filled with Barbies, all in a row. It was actually a pretty striking collection. I was impressed because they were lined up so neatly compared to the untidiness of the rest of the room. You could sure tell where the priorities were of this captivating little goddess. I looked at her bed again. Is this where she fingered her little cunt?

“See,” Jessica beamed. “Cool, eh? They’ve all the got the same name! It’s Barbie!” She giggled. We all laughed. The girls chatted about the collection for awhile. I still glanced at Jessica. I also glanced at the little panties still on the floor. Finally the girls were finished.

“Well, you be sure to come to our house Jess and see my old girls too, eh?” Lace offered, chuckling. “You can come anytime. My outfits are different from the ones you have. You’ll like them.”

“Okay, I will!” Jessica was really enthusiastic. We left her room. The girls left ahead of me, still chatting. I was last. I quickly bent down and grabbed the little panties off the floor and stuffed them in my pocket. I hoped they were used … dirty. It was my first criminal act, stealing a pair of dirty panties from a 12 year old. Would they throw me in jail? Would anybody notice? It didn’t matter, I just needed them.

We said our goodbyes and Lace and I walked home. “Neat room, eh?” Lace commented.

“Yeah, babe, really neat!” I put my hand in my pocket and took the panties out part way and showed Lace. “See what I got.” I chuckled. “A souvenir!” She looked down.

“Jim, you’re sooo naughty,” she giggled. “What are you going to do with those?”

“I’m going to take them home and smell them. You can too if you want.”

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Two days later the phone rang. It was about 7 o’clock. I answered.

“Is Candy home?” It was Jessica. I could tell. Who could forget?

“No, I’m sorry. She’s out just now. Can I take a message?”

“Hi Mr. Peters. It’s Jess Malcolm.” Was she still my friend?

“Oh, hi Jess. How are you?” By this time I had inhaled her little panties several times. I even masturbated into them while Lace watched. It was fucking awesome. The panties had little pee stains on the front and the slightest hint of a little brown spot on the back. They were my trophy of this Lolita. I was careful not to get cum on them when I jacked off with them. I don’t think I’d ever wash them.

“I … I’m good.” Her voice was hesitant. “My mom’s at work tonight and I was a little bored so I just thought I’d call and see what Candy was doing.”

“Hang on a minute, Jess.” I told Lace who it was on the phone. She took the phone from me.

“Hi, Jess. Candy’s over at Marce’s doing homework. But why don’t you come over anyway and I’ll show you my Barbies like we talked about.” Lace was listening. “Sure I’m sure.” Again, she was listening. “Great, see ya soon. Bye.” Lace hung up the phone and turned to me. “She’s coming right over.” Lace was serious. I could tell she was a little apprehensive. The look of danger crossed her face.

“Take it easy,” I told her. “Don’t rush into this, baby. We don’t want to scare her off, okay. Just let things develop naturally. Let’s get to be her friends first before we do anything rash, okay?” I was a little scared myself. We had never done anything like this before. Marcia was a different matter. We had Candy’s help with Marcia and besides we really didn’t do anything kinky. It was just fun. I hoped tonight would be just fun too. We’d see how things developed.

Jessica arrived about 15 minutes later.

“Hi, Jess,” Lace beamed.

“Hi, Mrs. Peters,” Jess replied quietly. She looked around, a little apprehensive at being here alone without another adult. It was too bad she was so shy, I thought. It would probably have been a lot easier to seduce her if she was a little more outgoing. She was wearing a shirt and a mini skirt. I thought the skirt was a little overdressed for the occasion but I was really happy she wore it. God she had gorgeous legs. I couldn’t help but notice what a child fox she was. Her mini just came down to mid thigh. Her shirt was buttoned to the top except for the last button. Had she dressed in the mini just for us I wondered? I glanced closer at her legs. They still had the little fine hairs on them that made her look all the more like a little girl. Tonight her hair was down, stringy but very sexy.

Lace caught her shyness right away. To make her feel more welcome Lace gave her a quick hug. “I’m really glad you could come over,” Lace said sincerely. “Candy’s away. It’ll be nice to have someone to look at the dolls with me. Candy really isn’t into dolls.” Right away Jessica started to relax a little. I guess it was the power of Barbie; or maybe the hug. Lace invited her into the den. Jessica sat on the sofa. She was leaning forward, her hands in her lap. She didn’t look relaxed. Lace went to get her dolls. I was in my easy chair. The mini had moved up on her thighs. Her legs were absolutely spectacular. She caught me glancing at them. She smiled at me. I immediately wondered how teachers in middle schools could concentrate with these little girls sitting in front of them with these short skirts. It must drive them nuts, I thought.

“School going okay today?” I asked her. I really didn’t know what to say. I had to feel her out slowly. I hardly knew this little Lolita. Fuck, I could feel my cock stirring. Shit. Already. I had to cool it.

“Yeah, it was okay, I guess,” she replied.

“That’s good. What’s your favorite subject?”

She thought a second. “I dunno. Maybe art. I like drawing and stuff,” she replied, shyly.

“That’s cool. What do you like to draw?”

“Oh, mostly clothes and stuff.”

“Well, maybe you’ll grow up and become a famous fashion designer,” I said, trying to encourage her to open up a little. The expression on her face changed, a little more relaxed. I glanced at her legs again. Again she smiled at me. I think she knew she was having an affect on me but I couldn’t be sure. I had never studied 12 year old girls before. What was she thinking?

“Yeah, I’d like that,” she admitted. “Clothes are fun. Most men don’t like fashion and styles and stuff.”

“I know, Jess, I guess we just have different tastes. We do like styles tho’. It’s just the styles of cars and stuff like that. But sometimes we notice woman’s fashions, though. You know, like mini-skirts and stuff.” I laughed.

She blushed, a little. She nodded her head. Then she looked at her own legs. “Yeah, I know. Boys like mini-skirts.”

Again I glanced at her legs. Then I smiled at her. “Yeah, we sure do.”

Lace returned with her Barbies. She sat on the sofa and put the dolls between her and Jessica. Jessica turned towards them. Her skirt rode up higher. I could almost see her panties. Just an inch higher, Jess. Pleaaase! Fuck, I was going crazy. I had to get up. I went for the camera. Both girls watched me leave. I returned and took some pictures of them on the sofa, without asking. Jessica didn’t seem to mind. I just had to get pictures of this little girl’s legs. I had to save them for posterity, and for jacking off.

Lace and Jess were laughing, having fun. They chatted about the dolls for awhile. Jessica was enthralled with them. They were talking about the various outfits, feeling the materials, discussing the old styles. About 15 minutes passed. I wasn’t bored. I could have sat there for days inhaling the beauty of this little fox. Besides I desperately wanted her skirt to rise up a little higher.

“How come you like Barbie so much, Jess?” Lace asked.

“I dunno. I just think she’s beautiful. I … I’d like to have a figure like her when I grow up.”

Lace laughed. “You know, Jess, the Barbie doll is considered a perfect figure. Hardly anyone has a figure like hers. It’s okay though, you’re going to be a very beautiful young lady. As a matter of fact you’re already very pretty, so don’t worry about it.”

I could tell Jessica was both surprised and pleased. She looked at Lace shyly and smiled. She moved again. Her skirt rode up again very slightly. Her thigh was just about totally exposed. Christ, the hem of her skirt was now just centimeters from her panty line! She glanced at me and saw me staring at her thigh. She looked down at her leg. She made no move to adjust her skirt.

Jessica was gushing. “That’s really nice of you to say that, Mrs. Peters. That you think I’m pretty. No one has ever told me that before.”

“Of course you’re very pretty, Jess. I’m surprised no one ever told you. I’m sure your mom and dad think you’re pretty. How could they not help it?” Jessica smiled again. She blushed again.

“They don’t have much time for me these days. They’re always busy and working. But sometimes I look at myself in the mirror and wonder if I’ll be pretty when I grow up.” Her voice lowered a little, her eyes dropped in shyness. “Maybe … maybe I’ll be as pretty as you are some day, Mrs. Peters.”

“Why Jessica, thank you. It’s very sweet of you to say that.”

Jessica glanced at me again. Again she smiled. She leaned over to Lace and whispered something in her ear. Lace laughed, but put her hand over her mouth. She turned to me and wagged her finger.

“Shame on you Jim,” Lace said in mock reprimand. “Jess says you’ve been staring at her legs.” Lace was laughing. Jessica looked at me and giggled, now beet red.

I tried my best indignant tone. “I was not.” I couldn’t help it though. I started chuckling. “Well, maybe I was a little. I can’t help it. Jess has beautiful legs. And … and I really like that skirt. So there!”

Lace turned to Jessica. “Aren’t men awful, Jess? They’re always starting at girls’ legs. I guess you’ll just have to get used to it.” She looked at Jessica’s legs. Her voice quieted. “But they are beautiful, I have to admit.” I thought Lace wanted just to reach over and caress Jessica’s legs but of course she didn’t. There was no rush. Lace had to change to subject. Jessica was embarrassed.

“So, I see you’re not wearing makeup yet, Jess. Haven’t you wanted to experiment a little?”

“Sometimes I try it. But I’m a little shy even with my mom. I guess I should go to one of those places in the mall and maybe they would show me how.”

“Well, if you want you can come here and I’ll help you,” Lace offered. “Anytime you want. Candy is a little young yet for makeup so it would be fun to have someone to experiment with. But you know though there are always other little things that you can do to make yourself even a little prettier. I’d be glad to give you a few tips if you like. Things like the way a girl wears her clothes really help.” At the mention of clothes, Jessica perked up again.

“That’d be great. Thanks Mrs. Peters. My mom really doesn’t have time to sit down with me and give me makeup tips and things. It would be nice to have someone to talk to once in a while about things like that.” Lace looked at me and Jessica followed her gaze.

“What do you think, Jim?” Lace asked demurely. “Do you think Jessica is pretty? Do you think there is anything we can do right now to show her how to look a little prettier?”

“Mmmmm, I don’t know Lace”, I responded, pondering the whole situation. “I think Jessica is very pretty just the way she is. Maybe just a few little things though. Like, ah, right now she has that shirt buttoned up way to far. She would look prettier and sexier if she undid a button or two.” Lace looked at Jessica again and contemplated.

“Hmmm, you’re right, Jim. She’d look a little more grown up if she did that. Why don’t you try it Jessica and see what it looks like in the mirror? It’s just a little thing but it would probably help.”

“Ummm, I don’t know”, Jessica said. “I’m a little embarrassed. Ah…”. She turned to Lace and whispered something to her.

Lace laughed. “That’s okay Jessica. Jim has a little girl of his own. He knows about these things. You can talk to us both. We’re parents too, you know!”

“Well, okay”, Jessica said shyly. “I guess two buttons will be okay. I’m … I’m not wearing anything underneath my shirt,” she admitted. I don’t know if my gasp was audible.

“Oh? How come? Do you usually go braless?” Lace laughed.

Jessica thought a second, not knowing how to answer. “I … I don’t like them much. It’s much more comfortable not wearing one.” Lace looked at the little girl’s chest.

“Well, I guess its okay now Jess. But soon you’ll need to. You’ll get real uncomfortable if you don’t. That is unless you stay small. I’m pretty small but I still need to wear them once in awhile. I don’t like to either but sometimes I just don’t have a choice.” Jessica looked at Lace’s chest.

“I’d really like to be small like you, Mrs. Peters.”

“Yeah, I hope you are too Jess.” Lace chuckled. “So your mom doesn’t force you wear a bra then, eh?”

I … I have some training bras my mom bought but I’m still not used to them. I don’t like them much. It just feels better without one. No one can tell anyway if I wear a loose shirt like this.” She was getting a little more comfortable with the conversation. I glanced at her chest. Fuck I’d like to see those tits. I didn’t think they were that small. I could still see movement under her shirt when she moved.

“Well, let’s see what you look like with two buttons undone anyway”, Lace encouraged. “There is no one here except us and it should make you look a little sexier. Then you’ll be able to see the difference something a little thing like that will do.”

“Okay.” Lace pulled her up from the sofa.

“Come on. It won’t hurt,” Lace chuckled. “It’ll be fun.” The two of them went to the hall mirror. Lace stood behind her. Jessica smiled at Lace in the mirror. Lace’s hands went around in front of the little girl and slowly unfastened the first two buttons of her shirt.

“Oh, that’s much better,” Lace said. “See. It didn’t take much at all.” Jessica was pleased and smiled at her again in the mirror. Lace was wearing a small chain. She took it off and put it around Jessica’s neck. “See it’s even better if you wear a little chain or something.”

Jessica was checking herself out. “Wow. You’re right, I think I do look better this way.” Lace placed her hands on Jessica’s waist. She began moving her hands up and down. Jessica shifted from foot to foot posing in the mirror, smiling.

“Yep, it looks good.” Lace’s voice was quiet. “I have an idea Jess. Let’s undo one more button and see what that looks like, okay? Then let’s see how sexy you look.” Lace was having fun. Jessica didn’t say anything but smiled in the mirror. It looked as though she was having fun too. Lace reached around the front of Jessica’s shirt and unfastened the third button.

“Turn around and show Jim,” Lace instructed. “Let’s see what he thinks.” Lace and Jessica turned facing me and now I could see Jessica’s chest. Her shirt was open to just above her navel. I was getting very hard now.

“Wow. That’s perfect,” I gushed. “Jessica, can I take a picture of you and Lace? You are both so pretty standing there like that.” Lace was caressing Jessica’s midriff through the shirt. I took a couple of pictures.

“Jessica, put your head back a little against Lace’s shoulder. It will make the picture sexier.”

Jessica put her head back. They swayed ever so slightly. I took a few more pictures. Lace’s voice was really quiet now.

“You are very sexy Jessica.” Jessica just stood there while Lace continued to caress her midriff. Jessica got a dreamy look on her face.

“See, I told you you looked sexy,” Lace told her. “It doesn’t take much, just a few buttons.” Jessica still had her head against Lace’s shoulder. She didn’t say anything but she did have a dreamy look on her face. She seemed to be in a trance. She was really enjoying this I thought. I knew I was.

Lace’s voice was still low. “You know what I’d like to do Jess. I like to kiss you, Jess. You’re just so pretty. Would you mind?”

“I … I guess not.” Lace turned her around, put her arms around her and gently gave her a short kiss. I quickly took a picture.

“That was nice,” Lace told her. “Do you like kissing?” Jessica was blushing again.

“Yeah, it feels nice. I never kissed a woman before. You’re so gentle.”

“Who have you kissed before?” Lace asked her quietly.

“Oh, I kissed a boy in school once at a party but he was really rough. I like kissing you better. Your lips are so soft.”

Lace giggled. “Really. Yours are too. Can I do it again?”

“Yeah,” Jessica replied. “I like it.”

Lace looked directly into her eyes. “You know what a French kiss is, Jess?”

“I … I think so. I think I’ve seen it on TV.”

“Let’s try, baby, okay? I’m going to kiss you again. Open your mouth a little.” Lace started kissing her again. I could see their mouths open. Their tongues began to interlace. This kiss was much longer. “Ummm, that was nice Jess. Did you like it?”

Jessica was a little breathless. “Wow. That was cool.”

“See how you get me all worked up when you dress sexy,” Lace giggled. “That open shirt and that short skirt really make me hot. I shouldn’t be doing this but I just can’t help it. You’re so pretty.” Jessica just smiled at her. She looked like she had just fallen in love with Lace. Lace raised her chin and kissed her again. This time Jessica knew exactly what to do. Her mouth opened immediately. Now Lace’s hands went down and cupped Jessica’s little ass cheeks and drew the little girl in closer. He hands didn’t leave her cheeks. She was kneading them ever so gently. I was as hard as a rock but still taking pictures. Jessica didn’t seem to mind at all. Lace’s hands dropped to the back of Jessica’s thighs. She gradually brought them up under the little skirt. Now she was kneading the little ass on top of Jessica’s panties. The kiss broke. Jessica looked at Lace and smiled. Lace’s hands were still under the little skirt.

“Fuck, you’ve got a nice little ass, Jess. It’s sooo firm. Ummm, I love feeling it, baby.” Jessica didn’t say anything. She just wanted to continue kissing. Her lips sought out Lace. “Ummmm,” was all I could hear from both girls. Lace’s hands snaked under Jessica’s panties.

“You really like kissing don’t you Jess?”

Jessica smiled at Lace, a longing look on her face. “I really like kissing you.”

Lace looked at her. “You know, baby, we should maybe take it easy for awhile.” She took her hands out from under the short skirt. “I’m getting really worked up. You’re so pretty and I love running my hands over your little butt and kissing you. But you know I could really get into trouble if anyone found out I was playing with you.”

“I … I would never tell anyone.” Jessica had a disappointed look on her face. She was worked up to. “I don’t care if you play with me. It feels really great. I … I’ve never felt like this before. I have this really funny feeling in my stomach. I can’t describe it, but it feels so cool.” She looked down at her shirt. “And … and wearing clothes that are sexy is really cool too.”

“You really want to learn about sex, baby? You want me to love you? You want to be real sexy?”

“Yeah, I do. Especially with you. I love the feeling of being with you.”

Lace looked down between them. I could tell she couldn’t help herself. She kissed Jessica quickly. “I want to feel your little tits, baby,” she admitted to the little girl. “Can I?”

Jessica just smiled. Her voice was quiet, a little breathless. “Okay, if you want to.”

Lace looked at Jessica deep into her eyes. Lace’s hand started at her chin and slowly moved it down under the open shirt. It came to rest on the little pear shaped breast. I could see her fondling the little orb. Jessica looked down and watched. She looked up and smiled at Lace again.

How does that feel, Jess?” Lace whispered.

“It feels good. I … I want you to play with my nipple.”

“Do you ever play with your own tits?” Lace asked quietly. “Like make your nipples hard.”

“Sometimes,” Jessica replied, a little shy. “It feels much better when you do it, though.” Laces hand went lower. She unbuttoned the remaining buttons on Jessica’s shirt.

“I want some pictures of you, baby,” Lace said seductively. “You and I are going to go topless and Jim is going to take some pictures of both of us. I’m going to play with your little tits and Jim is going to watch. It will be soooo cool, Jess.” Lace turned Jessica towards me. Slowly she pulled back the material of the shirt. Jessica’s beautiful little tits came into view. They were absolutely spectacular. They were the size of a baby pear, topped with very pink areola. Her nipples were hard. Lace was behind her. She wrapped her arms around the little girl and began to gently play with the hard nubs. I started taking more pictures. Jessica was smiling at the camera. Lace stepped back. She removed her shirt and her bra. Her nipples were hard too. I took more pictures. Both girls were smiling at the camera, sexily.

“Play with your own little tits, Jess,” Lace instructed. Jessica was still smiling. Her hands came to her breasts and she started caressing them. Without asking, Lace unbuttoned the little skirt and pulled down the zipper. The mini dropped to Jessica’s ankles. She was just in her silky panties. They were a light green. There was a little wet spot in the front. She was worked up. Her sex juices were running. She was ripe.

Lace whispered in her ear. “You’re fucking sexy, Jess. You’re beautiful. Your legs and tits are spectacular. I love your little green panties baby. I want to put my hand inside your panties, baby, and feel your little pussy. Can I, Jess? Can I feel you little pussy, baby?”

Jessica was breathless. “Yeah, do it. I want you too. I want to feel your hand on my pussy. Pleaase. Play with my pussy, Mrs. Peters. Run … run your finger up and down my … my slit.” The camera kept flashing. Slowly Laces hand crept inside the little green panties. She was caressing the little slit. Jessica’s eyes were closed, her head was back against Lace. “Ummmm, she purred.”

Lace’s other hand went down. She pulled the panties aside so I could see her playing with the little slit. Jessica’s cunt was a little red. She had fine downy hairs around the little organ. She was wet. Lace’s finger entered the little love canal.

“Oh, god,” Jessica gasped. Her legs started to collapse a little, her knees bent.

“Feels good, eh?” Lace whispered. “Have you ever had an orgasm, baby?” she asked the little girl. “I’d really like it if you would cum for us. Yeah, cum for us, Jess. Cum just like you do at home when you play with your little pussy in bed. My finger feels nice inside your little slit, doesn’t it? It makes you want to cum, doesn’t it, baby? Do it for us, Jess.”

“I’m …I’m gong to pee,” Jessica almost yelled. “Oh, god, I’m going to pee. I’m … I’m …” She tensed. Lace had to hold her from falling. Her little body shuddered. Lace had brought her to orgasm. I had caught the whole thing on camera. She shuddered for a minute. Then Lace removed her finger from the little pussy. She brought to her lips and tasted. Jessica’s eyes were still closed. She opened them.

“What … what happened? I never felt anything like that before in my life.”

“You had your first orgasm, baby,” Lace explained. “Feels really good, doesn’t it? We can have lots of fun if you liked it. You can come back anytime. There’s all kinds of things we can do. We can make you feel really, really good baby.”

“Anytime, Mrs. Peters? Really? Can I come back and have more fun like this?”

“Yeah, Jess. You can come back anytime. Jim and I would really like that.”

“Are we going to take more pictures?” she asked quietly. “I … I like having pictures taken. It’s so naughty,” she blushed, smiling.

“Oh, yeah, Jess. We’ll take lots of pictures,” Lace told her. Lace thought a second. “Ah, Jess, ah, there’s one other thing I’d like to do baby.” Her voice was sultry. “I … I, ah, wanna kiss your little pussy. Can I, baby?”

Again Jessica smiled. “Oh, Mrs. Walters! You wanna kiss my slit and eat me out? Oh, man, that would be way cool,” she gushed. “I’d … I’d really like that.” This little girl’s language all of sudden turned sultry. She knew a lot more than what we thought she did. “I really want you too. Now, even. Lick my cunt, Mrs. Walters!”

Lace immediately went to the floor. Jessica was still standing. “Spread your legs, you little slut,” Lace hissed. Lace took a moment to view the little, puffy slit. She caressed the little girl’s legs then finally attached her mouth to the little mound. Immediately Jessica’s head went back. She moaned. Lace continued her feast at the mound of the little venus.

Jessica looked at me with the most erotic look I’ve ever seen. “I’ve always wanted to do this,” she admitted. “It’s finally happening. It soooo cool,” she moaned. “Oh god this feels good.”

Jessica,” I told her quietly. “Come back anytime. We’ll have lots of fun, baby.”

“I will,” she hissed. “You bet I will. I can hardly wait.”

Lace removed her mouth from the little, puffy, slit. Now it was red and wet. “Yeah, baby,” Lace cooed. “Come back anytime. This is way too much fun,” she mused.

Jessica dressed and left. It seemed to me she had fun and liked our little games. Lace was excited about all the possibilities of teaching this 12 year old beauty the ways of kinky sex. It excited me too but Lace was far more adventuresome than me. So far Lace had been correct about Candy, Marcia, Brenda and now Jessica. Was it really going to be this easy? I doubted it very much. God I hoped we wouldn’t get into any trouble. At least we were having fun --- more fun than we’ve had in 12 years of marriage and I couldn’t wait for more.

It was the next morning about 11. The phone rang.

I answered.

“Is Lace there? It’s Shawna Malcolm.”

Holy shit. Shawna didn’t seem happy. We’re in trouble.

I called for Lace. “Lacey, it’s Shawna Malcolm, Jessica’s mom.” Shawna is a business woman and sometimes very terse. “She sounds mad,” I told Lace. “Maybe Jess told her mom about last night. Fuck, we’re toast.” I was scared.

Hi, Shawna”, Lace said tentatively. “What’s up?”

“Hi Lace. I just phoned to say thanks for entertaining Jess last night,” Shawna replied. “I’m right in the middle of a huge project at work and have to stay late some evenings. Paul is away this week in LA so sometimes we worry about Jess being home alone. She said she really had fun last night with you and your Barbie’s.”

Gawd! What a relief! Lace’s heart was still pounding. She cleared her throat. “Anytime …. anytime, Shawna,” Lace replied, almost sputtering in relief. “Jessica … Jess is, ah, is always welcome here.” Lace was trying to breathe and talk at the same time. Her voice turned into a whisper. “We did have fun.” As an afterthought, “and, ah, Candy really isn’t into dolls like I was when I was her age so it’s kinda neat to have another girl around who’s interested in Barbies. It’s … it’s good for me too.” Little did Shawna know how good.

“I wish I had more time to spend with her. 12 is such a difficult time for a girl. And Jess is a little shy,” Shawna continued. “I’m sure being around you guys sometimes will really help her.” It was almost like Shawna was encouraging us to have Jessica hang around.

“Thanks, Shawna. Tell … tell Jess she can come around anytime. We’ll have fun.”

“I’ll tell her, Lace, and thanks again,” Shawna said. “I gotta go now. The other phone is ringing off the hook. Nice talking to you, babe. See you around sometime, okay?”

Babe? Lace was caught off guard.

“Sure … sure, Shawna, and you’re welcome. Bye.” Lace sat down at the kitchen table, her legs shaking. Her adrenaline was flowing like crazy. “Fuck, is this what it feels like to feel the danger?” she asked me. “Man, what a relief!” Lace was really up now. “Just think, Jessica didn’t rat on us! And her Mom approves of us. You know Jim, her voice was kinda sexy. She … she even called me ‘babe.’ Isn’t that weird? It must’ve been my imagination. But it looks like we have the go ahead to have some fun with Jess.”

“Yeah,” I said. “And maybe even Shawna. I’d fuck her too in a New York minute,” I admitted.

Lace giggled. “You are way too naughty, baby. What do you like about her, stud,” she teased.

“I like her cause she’s got a few rolls here and there. More mature. And I like her cause I’ll bet she’d fucking talk dirty during sex. Get a couple of drinks into her and I’d bet she’d turn into a real fuck machine.”

Lace came right up to me. “Naw,” she whispered. “You’re the fuck machine, baby. And I’d really like to watch you give it to Shawna full bore, baby. Ummmm.”

I left for work.

I arrived home about 6 o’clock. Lace was preparing dinner. I came up behind and wrapped my arms around her. “Hiya, gorgeous. You recovered yet from Shawna’s call,” I asked as I kissed her neck.

“Fuck, Jim, what a turn on! My heart was pounding and I almost wet my panties,” she replied.

“Ooooh, wet panties! Can I feel?” I chuckled. I gradually raised her sundress and ran my finger over her pussy through the material of her silky panties. “Hmmmm, feels puffy, Lace,” I whispered. “You been playing without me? You have the nicest cunt. I could lick it right here.”

“We’re going to eat dinner first, babe,” Lace replied, swaying her hips against my rising prick. “Then I’m going to take off my panties, spread my legs wide and you’re going to lick and suck my fucking cunt until I cum. And we’re going to do it right on the back patio. It’ll be your dessert!”

“Ooooh, sounds good. Let’s get started early.” I reached up under her skirt and removed her panties. She stepped out of them and I knelt in front of her and began to lick her now wet cunt. I put my finger in her hole then brought it to my mouth and sucked. “Fuck you taste good, Lace. I like you better without panties. It’s soooo sexy knowing I can reach up anytime and finger you.”

“You’re bad, Jim. Stop it now and let’s eat. We can play later, okay.” Her knees were slightly bent now as my tongue continued to probe. “Fuck, that feels, good,” she cooed. I gave her a quick kiss on her pussy and let her dress drop. I came up and kissed her on the lips. “Mmmmm, you’re lips taste good, Jim,” she said huskily.

“That was a nice show,” Candy said from the kitchen doorway. “You guys are sure naughty!” We didn’t know Candy was standing there watching. But it really didn’t matter now. After the past couple of weeks nothing was sacred around our house anymore. And it was fine with all of us. During dinner the conversation turned to Jessica Malcolm.

“I talked to Jessica at school today,” Candy said. “She said she was here last night. What did you guys do?”

“Oh, we had some fun with her,” Lace replied, teasing Candy. “Too bad you weren’t here. You would have had a real good time.”

“Come on, Mom, tell me the whole story,” Candy said with anticipation. “Did you guys fuck her?” It was such a turn on to hear Candy use words like that. It was cool to have an adult conversation with her.

“Just fingered her and ate her,” Lace replied, wistfully, reliving the moment. “But I know were going to have more fun with her. She is so shy and vulnerable.” Then Lace told Candy the whole story including the phone call from Jessica’s mom this morning.

“That story is sooo hot!” Candy said. “I wish I had been here. But it’s okay I’m sure I’ll get to join in the fun with Jess sometime. I’m going to talk to her at school today and see how she feels. I just thought she was a little shy and not really interested in anything but her dolls. Now I know she’s interested in other things. Ooooh, it will be fun. But now I gotta get to soccer practice.” Candy was up and out the door.

Lace and I cleaned up the dinner dishes. We were sitting in the den.

“I was serious about the patio, baby,” Lace told me coyly. “I’ve been fucking horny all day. You wanna go outside and have some fun?” Her voice was very seductive. I looked out the window. It was still daylight outside.

“It’s not dark yet, baby.”

“Yeah, I know. Dangerous, eh? Too chicken to do it outside in the daylight, Jim?” she teased. “Come on, baby, strip to your shorts and let’s go outside. I dare you!” I was getting hard again. Lace was turning into a sex maniac. This was fun, fun, fun. I took off all my clothes except my briefs and we went to the back yard. Lace was still wearing her sundress. She brought a blanket out and spread it on the lawn.

“Let’s just lay on the blanket, okay, babe?” Lace said. Fuck, we were right in the middle of our lawn with just our six foot wooden fence protecting us from anyone passing on the sidewalk. “Hmmm, babe, isn’t it nice out here?” Lace said seductively. My cock was semi hard. “Just lie back and think of that nice little ass on Jessica. Or those sexy muscular legs her mom has.” She lay on her side and began stroking my cock through my briefs. “Wouldn’t you just love to spread those nice little ass checks of Jess’s and look at that perfect little rosebud, baby? Think about licking it, baby. Think about how nice it would be to kiss the inside of those little cheeks and suck on that rosebud. Ooooh, I bet you’d love to give her a nice rim job, eh? I bet it would taste really, really good. She’s only 12, baby. You love little girls and their perfect asses, don’t you, baby?” My cock was sticking right up. Lace pulled my shorts down over my raging member. “Ooooh, your fucking cock is standing right up thinking about Jessica. Do you like it outside, showing your hard cock to the world, babe? Someone might be looking through the fence right now. Does that make you horny? What if it was Jessica looking through the fence? What would you want me to do, baby? Would you want me to suck it? A nice blow job out here, baby?”

“Lie on your, back, Lace. Spread your legs and let your dress fall on your stomach. Play with your cunt. Rub your finger up and down your pussy and stick it in your slit for me, babe. Play with your asshole while I watch.” Lace did as I asked. What a sight! Here she was lying outside on our lawn her legs spread as far as they would go. Her knees were bent. She was wide, wide open. I crawled over to watch her play with herself. She was really enjoying it. I opened her dress to expose to beautiful tits. “Rub your fucking tits as you stroke yourself, babe.” Lace was masturbating like crazy on the lawn. Her eyes were closed and her head back. I could see all of her. Her fucking asshole looked gorgeous. “Ooooh, baby, your asshole looks beautiful.” I bent down and began to kiss her cunt and ass. Lace turned over. She was now on her knees with her ass in the air still finger-fucking herself.

“Ooooh, Jimmy”, she said out loud for all to hear. “Spread my ass checks and run your tongue up and down my fucking asshole. Pleeeeese. Rim me, baby. Rim my shit hole, baby. I haven’t had a shower since this morning. Taste my ass, baby. Run your finger in my ass, baby. Oooooh, fuck this feels sooooo good. I began running my tongue up and down her ass. She tasted pungent and I could smell pee. I began to rim her asshole and she was now bucking against my tongue. Her tits were hanging and I reached around and began to squeeze one. Her asshole was now nice and wet. “Fuck me in the ass, baby. I want that cock up my asshole. Pleeease, baby, put your cock in my ass and fuck. Cum up my ass baby. I need this, baby. Fuck me out here on the lawn. In the ass, baby. Do it, baby!” We never had anal sex before. This was going to be fun. I took a little pre-cum and rubbed it into her asshole. I stuck my finger in, lubricating with the pre-cum and widening the sphincter. Gradually my cock found the mark and I very, very slowly I started to enter.

“Oh god that feels so fucking beautiful,” Lace cooed. “Gently, baby, this is my first ass fuck. Oh, man.” Little by little I entered her. She started to move her ass back trying to get as much cock into her as she could. She continued to rub her clit as I ever so gradually entered her shit hole. “Oh, baby, you’re almost there. I love this. What a feeling. This is sooo fucking cool doing it in the backyard, outside.” Now I was in. I started pumping ever so slowly.

“You like me fucking your ass, don’t you babe? It feels real good doesn’t it? You like my fucking uncut cock up your shit hole don’t you? You like rubbing your clit as I fuck you up the ass?” I fucked her for a few minutes and stopped. “You want me cum up your ass babe, don’t you? Tell me what you want, baby.”

“Don’t stop, babe. Keep fucking. Ooooh, it feels sooooo good. Mmmmm, cum up my fucking ass, babe. Let me feel you shoot. This is so fucking hot. Ah fuck, babe, pump faster. Cum for me you ass fucker.” I reached down and spread her cheeks wider watching my rock hard member pump in and out.

“Her it comes, babe.” I felt my balls starting to contract. The cum was rising up my shaft. “It’s coming, baby. I’m sending it right up your fucking asshole, baby.” I stopped pumping. My cum shot deep into her bowels. “Uuuggg! Ah, shit, this is fucking great. I continued to pump. Finally I was done. “Did you feel it shoot, baby? Feel my cum up your ass?”

“Yeah, baby. I sure did feel it. Man, this is too cool.” I spread her ass cheeks. I removed my prick slowly. Some cum leaked out. I smiled. What a site.

“That felt awesome,” Lace said breathlessly. “I’ve never been fucked in the ass before. It’s such a turn on. Let’s do it again soon, babe. Let’s do it in public somewhere. It would be so fucking dangerous.” Lace and I lay on the blanet for a few more minutes. I watched her fingering the folds of her wet pussy.

“This is great Jim. Finally our sex life is really out in the open. I’ve never felt so good. These past days have really opened me up. Now I want to do all kinds of crazy stuff.”

“Me too, babe,” I replied. I moved to my side. I kissed Lace gently and massaged her nipple. “Lace, you’re so beautiful. I’m so glad we’re on the same path, babe.” I looked deeply into her eyes. “Lace, I wanna fuck Jessica. I want her to be my first little girl, baby. I want to shoot cum up her little pussy.”

“You will , Jim,” Lace said quietly. “She will be your first little girl. And … I’ll help you. She’s tall enough to spread those beautiful long legs wide. I love this.”