Lisa was a very pretty young eight-year-old girl, who was probably the
cutest little girl he'd ever seen. She was also one of the nicest and
most intelligent young people he'd ever met. She seemed, to him, a
mature, sophisticated and sensitive adult woman trapped in the body of a
cute little eight-year-old girl. When he taught in front of her, their
eyes would often meet, and he melted inside as he spoke, and he often
found himself seeing only her and speaking only to her.
Sometimes, he wished he and Lisa could be more close. He knew she was
ready for it, and he even suspected that Lisa felt the same way about
him. He thought he detected the glimmer of desire in her gaze, and it
thrilled him. He knew she probably needed him as much as, in truth, he
needed her. "Goodbye for today. I'll see you all again tomorrow," he
called after them, warmly. He watched them go, especially Lisa. She
smiled at him so sweetly, he could hardly bear to let her out of the
room, but let her go he must. She was, of course, the last one out, and
skipped along happily. He sat down at the desk to finish the day's
paperwork. "Let's see," he thought, "attendance records, notes for
today, notes for tomorrow, I think that's everything..."
He heard a sound, a hesitant footstop, then another. Looking up, he saw
that Lisa had come back into the classroom. She was avoiding looking
right at him, casting nervous glances to either side of the room as she
approached him.
"Ah, Lisa, my favorite," he welcomed her. She brightened a little, and
smiled shyly at him.
"Hi, Mr. Bergstrom. I just wanted to come back and, maybe, keep you
company?"
"I'd love that, Lisa," he replied, smiling back at her.
"Is it okay, if I just sit here on the edge of the desk and watch you?"
"Of course, that's fine," he said.
Lisa jumped up, and sat on the side edge of his desk, with both legs
together, but she then crossed them and leaned toward him on one arm. He
caught the scent of her then. She smelled so clean, and looked so cute.
He said, "Lisa, I think you are just the best, brightest, cutest student
I've ever had."
"Really? I really like you, Mr. Bergstrom," she said, shyly. She then
uncrossed her legs, and draped her left leg over the back side of the
desk, and then leaned back on both arms. He noticed that her legs were
now pretty wide apart, and it was then that his gaze drifted downward
and caught sight of her white panties, visible underneath her pretty red
dress. Her panties weren't loose at all; in fact, they fit very well. He
could clearly make out the shape of her innocent little pussy. His eyes
locked onto it and refused to move.
Lisa noticed his stare, realizing he was looking straight at what she
thought he was looking at. "Do you like that," she asked. "Yes, Lisa.
You're obviously very pretty even in the places hidden by your clothes,"
he breathlessly replied.
Lisa spread her legs apart a little more so he could see better. Her
panties stretched a bit with her, so that now he couldn't make out her
slit anymore, but he could see a bit of skin between her legs and her
panties now. The sight of this soft skin right next to her sweet pussy
started his cock growing.
"Um, do you want to, maybe, well, touch me there," Lisa asked.
"Oh, yes, Lisa, I would love to. Will you let me?"
"Yes, I really want you to, Mr. Bergstrom, because I really really like
you," she replied.
"Lisa, if I touch you down there, you know that nobody else can ever
know about it, right? If you really like me, I really want to touch you,
but if you ever told anyone I did, that would be the end of me."
"I know, but I ... I really want you to touch me, so I promise I'll
never tell anyone. I know you won't hurt me."
Mr. Bergstrom smiled at her, and she smiled back so warmly he thought
his penis would burst straight through his pants. "Okay, Lisa, here I
go," he said. He reached out and laid his hand on her knee. Her skin was
incredibly soft, and was very slightly warm to the touch. He slid his
hand slowly but purposely toward her panties and finally reached them.
His fingers reached over the front of her panties, and he felt the soft,
smooth lips of her pussy and the slit between them, and he started to
caress her gently.
"Oh, I really like how that feels, thank you for touching me," Lisa
cooed.
"You don't know how much I love touching your ... pussy, Lisa."
"Do you want to touch it for real? I mean, inside my panties?"
"Yes, very much, Lisa."
Lisa reached under her dress and pulled her panties down, taking one leg
out, then pulling them completely off.
Mr. Bergstrom could now see her beautiful little pussy under her dress
and asked her, "Is it okay if I touch you now?"
"Yes..."
He reached back under her dress and felt the incredible heaven of this
little girl's pussy. He started by tracing the outline of her lips,
testing their softness, and then he felt up and down her little slit,
feeling her small clitoris, and even teasing the lips apart a little
bit. He felt her hole, and he could practically hear his penis crying
out, "for God's sake, put me in there!" He doubted it'd fit, of course.
Lisa's eyelids drooped a bit. She leaned her head back and moaned a soft
little moan in her beautiful little voice. "That feels so good. Maybe,
if you want, would you put your finger insde me?"
He didn't need to be asked twice. He brought his little finger up to her
hole, as he thought he'd better test her size first. He poked it into
her a little bit and she shivered slightly. "Oh," she cooed.
He slid his pinky up into her pussy about halfway, and finding no
resistance or obvious discomfort in her, slid it in all the way. He
realized that she was very tight, but not as tight as he thought she'd
be. It's possible she's been putting things in there herself. "Hot
damn," his dick communicated, "maybe I'll get some after all!"
He withdrew his pinky and tried his middle finger next. Lisa seemed to
enjoy this larger finger even more, thrusting her legs wide apart and
sighing a long sigh as he inserted the finger slowly, all the way into
her pretty little pussy.
"Lisa, I think your pussy is the nicest thing I've ever felt."
"Thank you, Mr. Bergstrom. You know ... Mr. Bergstrom, I love you!"
His heart swelled, at this, about as much as his penis had already.
"Lisa, I love you, too. You're the sweetest girl I've ever known!"
"Oh!"
She slid onto his lap and threw her arms around his head, leaning her
shoulder onto his and breathing hard. He had managed to keep his finger
inside her pussy during all of this.
"Lisa, kiss me!"
Lisa lifted her head and he put his lips to hers, kissing her
passionately, then gently probing her lips with his tongue, parting them
to meet her own tongue, the two caressing and interleaving with each
other while his finger began the in and out motion of finger-fucking.
He reached down to his zipper and undid it, unsnapping his pants also.
"Lisa, stand up for a minute, I'm going to take my pants off, okay"
"Okay. Am I going to get to see your penis?"
"Yes, Lisa, I hope you're going to get to do a lot of things with my
penis."
He pulled his finger out of her pussy and she stood while he pulled down
his trousers and worked his underwear off. When his penis became
visible, Lisa was surprised how big it was. "You really do like me!"
"Yep, Lisa, it's rock hard all for you! I love and want you so much!
Let's get you back on my lap, okay?"
"Okay!"
He sat back down and she scrambled back up onto his lap, except that now
her naked pussy was mere inches from his erect cock. "Lisa, honey, I'd
like to rub my penis up against your pussy, and maybe try to put it
inside you, okay"
"Oh, yes!"
He put his hands under her arms and lifted her up, slightly. Moving her
in closer a little bit, his penis touched her pussy, leaving a little
dot of fluid on one of her lips. He let her down in that position, and
started rubbing his penis about her pussy, leaving lots of fluid on her.
He knew he was going to need to wet her up good for what was to come
next. Having lubricated her pussy, he pointed his penis at her small
hole, and said, "Okay, Lisa, I'm going to try to have sex with you now,
you sweet little angel."
Her eyes were already very big, and she looked down at their imminent
joining in wonder and curiosity.
He began to push his penis against the hole very gently, and felt a
little bit, just the tip, gain entrance to her sweet pussy.
"Oh! Wow! That feels nice!" Lisa exclaimed.
"You haven't felt anything yet," he assured her.
Continuing to push, he felt his penis go into her slowly, gradually, bit
by bit. He got the whole head into her, and he told her, "Lisa, you and
I are now having sex. We're having sex with each other, fucking each
other. I love you so much, you're the sexiest little sweetheart in the
world."
"I love you too! I've wanted to have sex with ... fuck you ever since I
met you!"
He continued pushing, and found he could get fully half his penis inside
her, which he found amazing. He hadn't expected to even get the head
inside, and here he was, really fucking her! At halfway, though, he
could go no more, and so he began lifting her up and down, sliding his
penis in and out of her about an inch or so.
They sighed and panted together, gazing deeply into each other's eyes as
his penis went in and out of her, and his penis caressed her clitoris as
it did. Her breathing began to quicken, and her eyes got very big, and
then she clenched her fists and closed her eyes tightly, and he could
tell she was trying very hard not to scream out in exstacy. At the same
moment, he came, pouring tablespoons of hot cum into her sweet little
pussy.
She finished her orgasm, then fell, breathless, against his chest,
saying, "I love you, I love you, I love you," in short little quiet
repetition.
"I love you, too, Lisa. I love having sex with you, it's everything I
imagined. I hope you'll find a way to come over to my house often, so we
can do this a lot."
"Yes, I will. I want to spend the whole night with you! I love you!"
He promised himself he'd find a way to spend many nights getting his
penis into sweet, sweet little Lisa Simpson.