(Day Two) Loving Lisa?s Pretty Pink Pussy Petals

JackassTales…Tale #63…Readers; this is a sequel, but I hope you will agree that it works well as a stand-alone story. My 19-yr-old friend, for whom this is written, informed me after my 1st story for her that she has no pubic hair (unlike the girl in the story). Herein, I correct that mistake in an erotic, unusual way.


Lisa, bluest of eyes, this is another one for you.


(Day Two) Loving Lisa’s Pretty Pink Pussy Petals


[1] A Really Close Shave

Upon awakening, I sensed that some things about this morning were different. For one thing, I wasn’t in my bedroom or even in my own danged bed! For god’s sake, I was in my parent’s bed! And, I wasn’t alone. A naked woman occupied the bed with me. In the back of my mind I was really hoping that Mom and Dad were still asleep this morning in Heaven because the sexy female sharing this bed with me was their daughter. Good god, she was also my sister!

Okay, brothers and sisters make for unconventional bedmates. And yes, it is incestuous sin. But, in my defense, both Lisa and I are consenting adults. I peg my age at twenty-one years and my sis’ at nineteen. The two of us had never even considered any kind of sexual relationship until yesterday, but events conspired that day to bring us together. Whether it was God or the old Devil at work, I couldn’t say, but I knew that my sis and I had fornicated several times. Before the day ended, the unthinkable happened; Lisa and I had fallen in love!

I looked over at my still-sleeping love. Lisa was such a sweetheart of a girl I couldn’t help but love her. And yes, I also had a deep, abiding lust for her. I was also naked so I felt the rod between my legs stiffening and becoming aroused by being so near this adorable young lady. At times this girl looks so vulnerable and innocent that I think she is still a child. Like now. Goodness, this morning my sis looks like she might only be about sixteen or younger!

I wanted to let my babe sleep just a little bit longer, but I couldn’t resist a kiss. My wet tongue traced lazy circles around her pretty pink lips and then I kissed her. Even in sleep, I felt the hungry, hot passion in the lips which kissed me back. When eyelids opened, I saw the mesmerizing beauty of the palest and bluest eyes I had ever known. “Morning, Sweetheart, this is your snooze alarm,” I teased. “If you would like to sleep a few minutes more, all you have to do is touch my buttons.”

Lisa must have misunderstood me. I got the impassioned kiss I wanted, but this girl must have thought I wanted more. I felt a hand sneaking beneath the bedcovers on our bed. Soft, girlie fingers wrapped themselves around my swelling erection and finished the job of getting my cock fully engorged with blood. Whew, this girl knew how to push my buttons all right! Yet, within seconds her fingers relaxed and she fell back asleep.

Oh sheeit, that young lady didn’t know just how close she was coming to getting herself fucked! How dare she touch my early-morning erection! And, by god, how did she expect to do it without getting a horny, hard cock implanted within her pussy! Well, if it wasn’t for the fact that I desperately had to pee, I would have awakened my girl and screwed her like crazy!

I scooted out of bed and went to the master bathroom to pee. As I peed then showered, I realized this enormous lodge-style house and the ranchland it sat upon was now mine and Lisa’s. I was its Master and my sis was its Mistress. Gazing out the window at the rangeland, I cursed under my breath. The all-night rains of last night had done nothing to ease the severe drought which threatened our livelihood. Rainwater had been soaked up by parched grass and pastures! If we didn’t have lots more rain, or some other water source, I would have to start selling off livestock at a terrible loss.

Razor-sharp blades were shaving my face when Lisa ambled into the bathroom. The sexy young lady was wearing one of my red-checkered ranch shirts with only one, maybe two, of the snaps closed. When she dropped it and stepped into the shower, I nearly joined her. I guess the girl must have dried her body inside the massive shower stall, because she came out, grabbed up my shirt, and slipped it back on. She didn’t snap to even one single button!

When my sis walked back pass me, she stopped behind me then wrapped her arms around my waist. One of her hands, the right one I think, or it might have been the left, descended into the giant bathtowel I had around me. For the second time this morning, I had the fingers of one of her hands holding my cock.

“Nice!” she complimented. “Jack, may I watch you shave?”

Releasing my erection, she sprang up on the vanity cabinet near me with the ease of a world-class gymnast. How I was able to continue shaving, I don’t know, but I do know that my horny eyes were glued to the tantalizing titties barely concealed within that girl’s shirt! I was also distracted by the neatly-trimmed triangle of pubic curls surrounding this babe’s pussy mound.

“Jack, you seem to be a really good shaver,” the girl observed. “I wonder, uh, well, have you ever shaved a girl? I don’t mean her face. I mean…well, I mean her vaginal mound. I’ve seen some of the porn you have and you seem to prefer smooth pussies. If you do…if you would prefer…if you want to shave my pussy, you may. In fact, I insist you do it!”

I nearly cut my goddamn throat! Wow, what a request! Or, was it an order? In either event, it was something I wanted to do. “Take your shirt off, Lisa,” I commanded. “Spread you legs and hang onto your ass!”

Breasts distracted me. For several minutes I did some tit kissing, nipple sucking, and boob juggling. I reckoned myself to be a lucky brother to have a sis and lover with perfectly-shaped, nicely-proportioned breasts. Nosiree, I wouldn’t trade places with any sister-loving brother in this world!

Now, to the main business at hand this morning! Pussy shaving is a delicate art and it’s such a dangerous craft that I wouldn’t recommend any man to try this at home unless he has a steady hand and nerves of steel. I suppose I had both, so I wasn’t afraid.

Luckily, in a vanity drawer, I found a pair of medium-sized scissors which used to be our mother’s. I had serious doubts as to whether she had ever used them for the same purpose I was going to use them for; yet, I guess I’ll never completely know what goes on in a female mind. If Mom is looking down at us from Heaven, I hope she is not too displeased with what her son and daughter have been doing together.

My scissors began to snip, snip, snip at brunette pubic hairs. For some odd reason, I had a strong urge to save as many of the pretty, short curls as I could. Maybe I needed a souvenir or maybe I was just a perverted freak. In either case, I soon has Lisa’s pussy mound trimmed down to manageable stubble.

Shaving cream spurted from my warm can and this girl’s pubic stubble was made ready for the blade. My multi-bladed razor was as sharp as it could be. I shaved from left thigh, through the pussy valley, then up the left vaginal lip. This procedure was repeated on the right. I shaved the curls between a slight belly bump and the beginnings of Lisa’s cracked cunt. Getting the curls cut from certain places proved to require either determination or skills beyond a beginner’s level. I had both.

I wondered if my girl wanted me to shave her legs, but soon discovered that she must have done so herself in the shower. Not counting the hair on the top of her head, Lisa now sat before me with not a hair on her body. The erotic exquisiteness of the girl’s bald pussy mound stood out like a beacon of beauty! I knew I had to kiss it without delay.

Down on my sis, I went. I had washed all soapy scents off this lovely mound, so my lips kissed fresh, young pussyflesh. Pussylips were caressed then the outer valleys were kissy-licky explored. Spreading her vaginal folds, I found the exotic splendor of a woman’s inner vagina. My pussy-hungry lips closed over my girl’s stiffened, sweet, soft clit and began eating, licking, and suckling.

I was incorrect in stating that I had washed off all scents. Vagina aromas assaulted my senses. There is nothing in this world that can beat the sweet, musky smells of a young pussy! Well, there are always the tastes of her vaginal fluids! My tongue found the delicate butterfly wings of this pussy’s pretty pink inner pussypetals, then spread them and descended inside. Liquefied sex overwhelmed my tongue and drowned it with moisturized seduction. Oh god, I had to get my cock inside this cunt pretty damn soon or I was going to go crazy!

“Hey Jack?” Lisa demurely asked. “Are you familiar with the saying about what’s good for the goose is good for the gander?”

WHAT? Shit, what the hell does goosing have to do with getting laid!

“Brother, you know you shaved me,” my sweetheart stated. “So, I was thinking that I would like to shave your smelly, skanky old cock. How about it?”

As it so happened, I had no choice in the matter. My head was unceremoniously pushed away from the delicious pussy I was eating. My hands were grasped tightly and I was led to the commode. My ass was plopped onto the opened-hole seat.

Lisa wasted no time. She had me trimmed and lathered up in quick-time. When that multi-bladed razor first touched my cockflesh, I flinched with apprehension.