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Awakenings - 3
by Fresh Start (address withheld)
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Her parent's trip gives young Kate the chance to
discover the sweet delights of her body. (f-teen, solo,
1st, mast, anal)
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Part 3
Kate slept heavily for an hour, her body exhausted by
her intense orgasms, but she awoke refreshed. Her body
felt different, more alive, and more sensitive than she
could ever remember.
The tan buds of her nipples throbbed, looking darker
and longer sending a shiver of pleasure through her as
they brushed her bedding.
She rolled onto her back stretching her delicious firm
body, arching her back deliberately making the firm
young breasts press skyward and she felt a twinge of
pain in her pussy reminding her of her recent abandon.
Her face flushed as she recalled her wild attack of her
young pussy with the golf trophy and remembered the
pain and panic she felt from the intense pain as she
tried to pull it out of herself.
Again she wondered if she had injured herself and felt
a pang of panic at the thought of having to tell a
doctor how she had hurt her pussy.
Kate gingerly stood up and was relieved that although
it still ached she could walk and move without
difficulty. She stood in front of the long cupboard
mirror, opening her legs to see if there was any sign
of damage and was embarrassed at the drying residue of
her arousal caked in her pubic hair and flaking down
her thighs. She opened her crimson pussy lips to check
for blood and was shocked at how intense the flash of
pleasure was that burned back into belly as she
responded to the gentle fingers on her swollen pussy
lips.
Kate gave a low whimper, her concern disappearing as
her fingers quickly drew a rush of renewed wetness and
delight into her sex and without thought she eagerly
slipped a couple of fingers inside.
She gave a long whimper, not of pain, but of pleasure
as her fears were swamped by the delight of the
stroking fingertips and shockingly within seconds of
rising from her bed she was back on her knees her
twisting fingers making her gasp as the fierce climax
ripped through her.
She slumped forward her head resting against the mirror
as she gasped and whimpered through the aftermath, her
long blonde hair trailed down past her face as she
looked back down her body past the now swollen nipples
to where her hand was trapped between her tightly
clenched thighs.
'Bad girl, bad girl,' she whispered, relieved and
ecstatic in equal measure.
Another hot shower again lifted her out of her post
orgasm lethargy and she found a wet flannel giggling to
herself naughtily as she scrubbed the wet puddle on her
carpet where she had deflowered herself.
'Mummy would kill me if she had found a puddle of pussy
juice on my expensive carpet,' she thought.
Kate flounced out of the bedroom more confident in her
nakedness now than her first foray downstairs in the
nude.
As she passed her parent's bedroom door she hesitated.
Her rather stern mother did not like Kate going in the
bedroom and as usual the door was firmly shut.
She opened the door and eased in nervously as if her
mother was suddenly going to spring out and demand what
she was doing. But of course the room was empty, her
parents away for the night leaving the 14 year old on
her own for the first time.
Not unexpectedly the room was very tidy. Kate's mother
Alison was very fastidious.
She tiptoed around the room the smell of her parents in
the room heightening her anxiousness, making her even
more aware of her nakedness.
She went to her mother's drawers opening them until
found the underwear. Of course it was all neatly laid
out and Kate lifted out several bras trying them on in
front of the mirror. She was a bit surprised to
discover how pretty and sensual they were. Alison
always dressed in her own room and did not encourage
visitors so Kate realised she had never seen her mother
in her underwear.
Somehow, the pretty, satin and silk prints just did not
seem to fit with her image of her rather cold, austere
mother and still wearing a lovely silk and lace bra
that fitted nicely lifting up her sweet breasts she
opened up the next drawer to look for pants.
There was another shock as, neatly lined in rows and
tidily folded, she found more sensual treasures. Not
the plain, simple pants her mother insisted she wore
but frilly French knickers, tanga briefs and even G-
strings. Kate gave a sigh of delight as she picked out
a tiny silk pair that matched the bra she wore and
slipped it over her long, toned legs pulling it up to
already wet crotch.
Kate paraded in front of the mirror, striking a few
provocative poses, feeling hot and sexy in the
unaccustomed sheer underwear. She knew the tiny panties
would already be soaked but she consoled herself that
she was already going to have to wash her pussy stained
bedding.
The tiny silks seemed to clutch and caress at her
swollen clit which was already jutting from its hiding
place and as soon as she ran her fingertips over the
sensitive bud another climax burst through her and she
frigged herself almost brutally through the soft
material to sustain her intense delight.
She leant back against the bed to relieve her trembling
legs and after a few moments went to the big walk in
cupboard. She didn't know what to expect, the underwear
drawers had already tested her credulity.
Hanging neatly in front were the expected rather plain
dresses and suits her mother wore regularly but behind
Kate was thrilled to find more treasures.
On a hanger was a black leather corset. She was
surprised at how tightly it wrapped around her as she
struggled with the hooks. The half cups fitted well
pushing her firm young breasts high and emphasising the
swollen, dark nipples. Kate's wet pussy was gushing
with excitement, the tiny panties losing the battle
allowing her juices to run down her thighs and into the
crevice of her backside.
Kate was whimpering with pleasure, her excitement
levels almost unbearable, the sodden silk panties
rubbing constantly on her jutting clit driving her
higher and higher, the hanging clothes stimulating her
hard nipples. A hard sweet orgasm ripped through her
belly, clenching her thighs tightly together making her
drop to her knees.
Kate knelt at the bottom of the cupboard breathing
heavily as the orgasm ebbed leaving her shaking and
trembling. As she lifted her head there in front of her
was an ornate, rosewood inlay box that she had never
seen before. The lid was sealed with a combination lock
and curious Kate suddenly wondered what else was hidden
from her.
She looked at the lock frustrated at not being able to
get at this new secret but in the end dialled in her
mother's birth year and was thrilled when the lock
clicked open.
She dragged the box out into the light in the bedroom
lifting the lid and gasped with shock revealing the
packed collection of vibrators and toys.
She almost couldn't believe her strict and forbidding
mother could ever have such items but the lock had been
her birth date. Kate lifted the top one out. It seemed
huge, purple and the soft, jelly-like plastic wobbled
in her hands surprisingly warm to the touch.
She lifted it to her face and immediately smelt the
unmistakable scent of another woman. The dildo was
clean but even washed the scent lingered and Kate
breathed in deeply the soft jelly pressed to her nose
wondering if he was smelling the scent of her aroused
mother.
The thought that she was made her pussy clench and
twitch with excitement and she excitedly scooted round
on her bum back in front of the mirror spreading her
legs widely eager to feel the plastic cock inside
herself.
The wanton slut was back in force, staring back heavy
lidded, breathing heavily, thighs shaking.
She eagerly pulled the sodden panties aside and pressed
the purple plastic to her wet pussy lips. Briefly she
wondered if the nine inch cock would be too big but it
was already way to late for recriminations and she
whimpered eagerly as she slid it into her willing
pussy, sighing with joy as it slid smoothly home,
filling her more than she had ever been filled before.
As she pulled it out it dragged across her swollen clit
and the flash flood orgasm swept through her again her
toned legs snapping shut to clamp the plastic and her
hand between her clenching thighs as her back arched
and she wailed with delight into the silent room.
Kate slumped back trying to remember how many times she
had come. Was it really only today she had broken her
own hymen with her own fingers? It seemed the short
hours had stretched and ironically the thought of her
favourite book and fil, The Tales of Narnia, smiling to
herself.
She had passed through her own secret cupboard into a
wonderful hidden world of delight. She ran her shaking
fingertips over the inlaid rosewood box. More
discoveries were waiting to be made.
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Please keep this story, and all erotic stories out of
the hands of children. They should be outside playing
in the sunshine, not thinking about adult situations.
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