was her life, she decided. What other people thought didn’t matter. As long as she was enjoying her teenage years, then what the hell? Besides, no one would discover the shocking truth. Shocking. Anne mulled over the word and realised that her behaviour
had
been shocking. Her mother would definitely be shocked if she discovered that her young daughter had been entwined in lust with two other girls. But the experience had been immensely exciting, and she knew that she’d meet the girls at the house again for another session of girl-sex.
Sitting with her chin resting on her knees, Anne smiled as blades of grass tickled the smooth flesh either side of her tight knickers. She was becoming more aware of her young body, the pleasures it could give her, and she slipped her wet knickers off and allowed the grass to tease the sensitive lips of her pussy. Her crack opening, she breathed deeply as her inner lips emerged as if seeking the blades of grass. She looked down between her knees at the swell of her outer lips and smiled as she imagined shaving her pussy.
It might be fun to have no pubes, Anne mused as she picked a nearby flower and stroked her unfurling inner lips with the soft petals. Her clitoris swelled, her juices of arousal flowed, and she realised that she’d never given sex so much thought before. But her inner desires had been stirred, woken from the deep, and she knew that she’d never look back. It was as if she’d only just discovered sex, she reflected dreamily as she tickled the sensitive tip of her erect clitoris with the flower.
Hearing voices, Anne grabbed her knickers and bag and dived into the bushes beneath the front room window of the house. Spying from her hide, she frowned as she gazed at Alan and another man walking towards the house. What was Alan up to? she wondered as they stood by the front door. Why take someone else to their secret place? Keeping perfectly still, she listened to their conversation.
‘She’s eighteen,’ Alan said. ‘And she’s a right little slut. She loves spanking and pissing and—’
‘You’ve already told me all this,’ the man cut in with a chuckle. ‘What I want to know is, will she let me fuck her?’
‘And I’ve already told you, Brian. I don’t know. She has a boyfriend but she’s happy to meet me here for sex so she’s pretty free with her body. I’ll have to play it by ear, mention that I have a friend who might want to join in and see how she reacts. Hopefully, she’ll meet me here this evening.’
‘Will it be OK if I hide somewhere and watch?’
‘Yes, no problem. Come into the house and I’ll show you the front room.’
Anne left her hide and slipped away as the men went into the house. Walking along the path through the trees, she couldn’t believe that Alan wanted to share her with this man Brian who must have been in his late sixties. More confused than ever, she wondered what to do as she headed home. Two men, she mused, her stomach fluttering, her young womb contracting. Two men, two hard cocks … Things were going to get out of hand, she knew as she reached her house and closed the front door behind her. Fortunately, no one was home so she dashed up the stairs to her bedroom and dumped her bag on the floor. Lesbian sex, sex with Alan and Rick … Things
were
out of hand.
Anne tossed her wet knickers into her wash basket, lifted her short skirt and gazed at her pubic curls. Should she shave? she wondered, recalling the lesbian’s words. Her curls would soon grow back, she thought, lowering her skirt and wandering into the bathroom. She grabbed a tube of hair-removing cream from the shelf, knowing that it belonged to Hayley. Her sister wouldn’t miss a little bit, she mused, lifting her skirt and massaging the cream into the swell of her outer lips and the gentle rise of her mons.
Anne waited for ten minutes and then wiped the cream away with a damp flannel. The transformation was incredible, she thought as she gazed at her
had
been shocking. Her mother would definitely be shocked if she discovered that her young daughter had been entwined in lust with two other girls. But the experience had been immensely exciting, and she knew that she’d meet the girls at the house again for another session of girl-sex.
Sitting with her chin resting on her knees, Anne smiled as blades of grass tickled the smooth flesh either side of her tight knickers. She was becoming more aware of her young body, the pleasures it could give her, and she slipped her wet knickers off and allowed the grass to tease the sensitive lips of her pussy. Her crack opening, she breathed deeply as her inner lips emerged as if seeking the blades of grass. She looked down between her knees at the swell of her outer lips and smiled as she imagined shaving her pussy.
It might be fun to have no pubes, Anne mused as she picked a nearby flower and stroked her unfurling inner lips with the soft petals. Her clitoris swelled, her juices of arousal flowed, and she realised that she’d never given sex so much thought before. But her inner desires had been stirred, woken from the deep, and she knew that she’d never look back. It was as if she’d only just discovered sex, she reflected dreamily as she tickled the sensitive tip of her erect clitoris with the flower.
Hearing voices, Anne grabbed her knickers and bag and dived into the bushes beneath the front room window of the house. Spying from her hide, she frowned as she gazed at Alan and another man walking towards the house. What was Alan up to? she wondered as they stood by the front door. Why take someone else to their secret place? Keeping perfectly still, she listened to their conversation.
‘She’s eighteen,’ Alan said. ‘And she’s a right little slut. She loves spanking and pissing and—’
‘You’ve already told me all this,’ the man cut in with a chuckle. ‘What I want to know is, will she let me fuck her?’
‘And I’ve already told you, Brian. I don’t know. She has a boyfriend but she’s happy to meet me here for sex so she’s pretty free with her body. I’ll have to play it by ear, mention that I have a friend who might want to join in and see how she reacts. Hopefully, she’ll meet me here this evening.’
‘Will it be OK if I hide somewhere and watch?’
‘Yes, no problem. Come into the house and I’ll show you the front room.’
Anne left her hide and slipped away as the men went into the house. Walking along the path through the trees, she couldn’t believe that Alan wanted to share her with this man Brian who must have been in his late sixties. More confused than ever, she wondered what to do as she headed home. Two men, she mused, her stomach fluttering, her young womb contracting. Two men, two hard cocks … Things were going to get out of hand, she knew as she reached her house and closed the front door behind her. Fortunately, no one was home so she dashed up the stairs to her bedroom and dumped her bag on the floor. Lesbian sex, sex with Alan and Rick … Things
were
out of hand.
Anne tossed her wet knickers into her wash basket, lifted her short skirt and gazed at her pubic curls. Should she shave? she wondered, recalling the lesbian’s words. Her curls would soon grow back, she thought, lowering her skirt and wandering into the bathroom. She grabbed a tube of hair-removing cream from the shelf, knowing that it belonged to Hayley. Her sister wouldn’t miss a little bit, she mused, lifting her skirt and massaging the cream into the swell of her outer lips and the gentle rise of her mons.
Anne waited for ten minutes and then wiped the cream away with a damp flannel. The transformation was incredible, she thought as she gazed at her
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