Alice Has An Answer 6/10 {Redman} {inc mf bdsm}
(c) October 2000
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Authors Note: I would be interested in any comments or
corrections that readers might care to share with me.
I can be reached at redman@seductive.com.
Also, this work is not intended to be read by anyone
under 18. If you are under 18, please do not read it.
This is a work of fiction. Everything in it is a
product of my own imagination and does not represent
the way that anyone of any age should be treated or to
represent a norm of acceptable behavior. In
particular, I do not through this condone sex
among minors or sexual acts between minors and adults.
Alice Has An Answer
Part 6
Overnight I had become addicted to new sensations. In
the space of a day I had smelled, touched and tasted
new things that were so intoxicating I never wanted to
let them go. Before yesterday, I had hardly known
girls existed or that they were really any different
from me. I looked back to so little time ago and
wondered if all of these new sensations and new sexual
messages had existed before or whether they had just
been created just for me.
I was fourteen years and lying on my sister's bed
with her, both of us completely naked. Alice was only
thirteen years old, but even she seemed to know more
about the new sexual world that surrounded me than I
did. She had already played with her three
times that morning. Alice's need to explore between
her legs seemed inexhaustible.
I had already cummed twice this morning and my penis
felt tender, my testicles a little sore. After Alice
had showered me with kisses in praise of our game,
"Trapped in the Well," her hand had latched onto my
limp dick and she didn't seem like she wanted to let
it go anytime soon.
It felt funny to have anyone hold my penis but myself.
Alice was only the second person to ever touch it
except me. Jani, a neighbor nearby that was my own
age, had been the first to teach me the magic that was
inside it. Even so, not even Jani had touched it when
it wasn't hard. Alice's hand on my soft dick felt
just as interesting as Jani's hand on my hard penis
had felt.
Just thinking about Alice holding my cock caused it to
start getting bigger. As good as it felt, it scared
me a little. I could see myself lying back in the
bed, jacking off all day long and letting Alice touch
me and watch me until I became just a big puddle of
cum with a hard dick sticking out of it. I felt that
if I didn't get up right now and do something else we
would end up touching and playing with each other all
day long. Then what would I tell when she came
home. Now that Alice was suddenly talking again, what
would she talk to about?
"Alice, let's get up a bit. I want to show you
something." What I was going to show her was a little
weird, I knew. But at this stage Alice and I didn't
have many secrets from one another. This was a
thing anyway. Maybe Alice knew something about it
that I didn't.
I led Alice into the bathroom and showed her where
Mom's clothes were still in the hamper.
"Can I tell you another secret, Alice? Sometimes I
like to get Mom's from the hamper and smell
them," I whispered, feeling guilty to confess it to my
little sister.
"You mean like the that she wore to work
yesterday? Do they smell like her pussy?" Alice asked
excitedly.
"I think so," I replied as I pulled the from
the hamper where I had seem them just this morning.
"I still don't know everything about women's pussies,
but it smells a little like yours and Jani's. Maybe
this is what smells like."
I inspected Mother's black panties. They were some
shiny material, but they had a white cotton panel on
the inside and there were faint, mysterious stains on
it. Especially in the last few days, I had become
obsessed with smelling and obsessed with all the
new images, tastes and smells of the pussies that
surrounded me in the world.
I brought Mom's up to my nose and inhaled,
taking the strong, acrid odor into my nose and my
chest. It felt as though, if I could smell deep
enough and well enough, I could learn some new, more
profound secret that was even more sensual and
glorious than everything else I had learned since
yesterday. Mother's scent and the smell of her
panties was some strong clue to the mystery and the
meaning of everything in my life. Somehow I just knew
it.
"Let me smell them," Alice insisted.
That should have shocked me. I hadn't expected Alice
to want to smell them, but I had yet to find anything
about these matters that Alice didn't find natural and
uncomplicated. Every time that I thought I was doing
something shocking or weird, Alice would either treat
it as perfectly normal or would turn around and do
something even bolder, even more intense.
I held the panel in front of Alice and she cupped my
hand between her own and brought the to her
nose for a deep smell. It was so sexy to see my naked
little smelling Mom's and I couldn't
help but think about how Alice had told me that she
had seen playing with her in the bathtub
yesterday.
"That's what her smells like, all right, but it
smells like peepee, too!"
Gawd, I hadn't thought about Mom's having
on them. I'm not sure what I thought about that. It
didn't make them smell any less interesting, but
smelling her didn't excite me as much as smelling
her juices.
"It's called `piss,' Alice, not peepee. Why would
have in her panties?"
"It just happens after you go to the bathroom
sometimes. Momma taught me to wipe myself every time,
but sometimes just a little more dribbles out."
I could understand that. Sometimes no matter how hard
I shook my penis, when I put it in my pants I could
see and feel a little round spot of that soaked
into my pants. It was so embarrassing to walk around
school with a stain on my pants.
"Can you get sick smelling in panties?" I wondered
out loud. Somehow touching and smelling it took
the edge off of the intense reaction I had experienced
when I discovered these new treasures in our hamper.
"No, it won't make us sick. I smell my all
the time. I've even seen Momma do it."
Wow! Alice knew all kinds of things that I didn't.
She had been so quiet before that people used to
forget that she was around. The thought of
smelling her own made smelling them even more
exciting, even knowing that some of the smell was pee.
"Want to smell something else?" Alice asked quietly.
"Something like this? Sure!"
"It's not as strong as this, but follow me and I'll
show you what I like to do."
Alice ran into Mother's room, her naked hiney bobbing
along in front of my eyes. I would have followed her
anyway, just to look at her cute butt.
Alice jumped into Mother's unmade bed and rolled
around in the sheets, smelling them. I had seen her
do the same on my bed, not just today, but now that I
think about it I had seen her do it many times. I had
always thought that Alice was part wolf, because she
liked to smell all the scents around her even before I
could understand what she was smelling. Suddenly I
understood Alice's fascination with our scents.
I lay down on Mother's bed, taking the scent of the
sheets into my lungs. Alice was right, the smell was
not as intense as her panties, but the subtle smells
of her were even more erotic. I closed my eyes and
felt moving under me, her hands touching me,
pulling me closer. I buried my face in her hair and
her neck and my pelvis began to rock into her, sinking
into her soft acceptance.
I felt Alice's hands on my bottom, rubbing my butt
cheeks as I pressed into Mother's bed. Somehow the
thought of Alice touching me while I was touching
made the feeling even more intense, more erotic. I
began to feel the now familiar tingle of my rising
in my belly, boiling over to find a way out.
"Don't on her sheets. We'd have to change them
then," Alice warned me. Trusty Alice, always looking
out for me. "Turn over, Johnny."
I flipped over and Alice put Mother's pillow over my
face lightly. I could smell her hair in the pillow
and again my guts seemed to melt at the smell of her.
But, that was only half the sensations that I wanted.
The other half was solved when I felt Alice's hand
wrap around my penis and start to slowly pump it up
and down. Oh God! I could breath in Mother's
wonderful scent and feel a hand wrapped around my
cock -- a soft, feminine hand. When I closed my eyes,
Mother was laying beside me, pumping my penis in her
soft, warm hands.
I could feel her hands and my mouth opened to accept
her kisses. Then, even as our lips were glued
together I felt her tongue on the head of my penis,
swirling around my cockhead.
Oh, Mother! Oh God, suck my cock, Mother!
My back arched violently. It felt like someone had
punched me in the gut; punched me with a big soft
pillow in my balls. They were tight and jerking as my
cum swelled up inside me and exploded outward. I was
hugging the pillow to me hard, hugging to me
hard. And I was shooting off my into her,
shooting my into Mother.
After the intense feelings ended, I had to let go of
the pillow to stop Alice's hands from pumping my cock.
When I pulled the pillow off my head, all I could see
of Alice's head was her hair bobbing up and down on my
dickhead, licking the last of my dribbles from my
penis.
When she finally looked up at me, she had a big grin
on her face and she was smacking her lips together,
rolling my on her tongue.
"That was fun, Bubba. We have to do that right after
she leaves from now on. That's when it smells best!"
Alice had found a new game to play. I think I liked
this one.
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