Adult Image Library 1/Adult_Image_Library_Volume_1.iso/stories/angie.txt

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At thirteen, Angie was not very different from all the other eighth
graders.  The other girls were approaching sexual maturity, some
faster than others.  Certainly they were all sex conscious, with
budding breasts, spreading hips, a new growth of pretty pubic
curls.  A few of the girls were already full-busted, though these
few were at a distinct disadvantage- their thrusting titties gave
the look of being fully sexually aware, and mostly, they were by
no means ready for any kind of mature behavior.  The boys of the
same age were a couple of years behind the girls in development.

That summer, after school was through, Angie was sent to Wisconsin
to visit her aunt.  This was more or less an annual affair, having
happened at least twice before.  Those summers, Angie's mother had
been overseas on business, and auntie's house was a convenient
place to park her where she would not get into any trouble.  Well,
not much anyway.

Aunt Millie was a new divorcee.  She had a new boyfriend that she
was trying to catch, so she frankly had not much time to think
about a niece- who she did not really want around, anyway.  She was
out most evenings, leaving Angie to "play" with the other kids on
the street.  The kids were a couple of years older, but Angie's
nicely developing figure gave her the look of a 15 year old, and
certainly she did know what it was all about even if she had not
really done anything yet.

The girl next door, Sally McIvers, was a year older than Angie.
She too knew what it was all about, and had some experience at wild
petting parties.  Usually she was the youngest one at the party.
One of the boys on the street suggested that Angie be invited to
the next party, and Sally thought this was a good idea.  Angie was
invited, was excited at the prospect of being with the older kids.
Sally told her that there would be plenty of smooching and some
petting, but nothing too strong.

Angie had been kissed a few times and once, her cousin had sneaked
up behind her and took each of her breasts in his hands, nicely
squeezing them as she squealed.  Later, a day or two later, while
kissing her, he had forced his hand down the back of her slacks,
inside her panties, and there squeezed each of those delicious
rounds.  He did not try to get a finger into her pussy- though
later that evening, while alone in bed, she thought about the
episode with great excitement, ran her hands across her naked
mound.  But now afraid, she stopped.

The night of the party, at a house down the block, the two girls
joined half a dozen others.  The girls were all there and as the
boys showed up, they just more or less naturally paired off, with
Angie being picked by a Sophomore- a good looking 16 year old who
had heard the Angie was already 15 and liked her looks.Early in
this party the group was down in the basement recreation room,
playing loud rock music and dancing wildly.  This lasted for an
hour or so, until the parents of the boy whose house this was could
not stand the noise- they left to go to the movies, leaving the
kids on their own.

Quickly the music switched to quiet stuff and the wild rock dancing
changed to clutch stuff, with petting all over the dance floor.
Angie's date put his arms round her, put one hand on each cheek of
her behind, and as he kissed her, squeezed her pretty ass.  She was
already excited, opened her mouth to his tongue, offered no
resistance as his hands moved up under her sweater, across her
back, and suddenly, unhooked her bra.  Now his hands moved around
the front, between them, and touched first and then held both of
her bare breasts, his palms gently massaging her nipples, bringing
them to instantaneous erection.

Knowing that he now could go further, he led her off the dance
floor and plunked down on the couch in a fairly dark corner of the
room.  She did not resist him when he pulled up the sweater, baring
her luscious little titties to his eyes.  She was perhaps a bit
shocked when he bent his head and kissed first one nipple and then
the other.But she was not at all shocked when his hand dipped
beneath the short skirt she wore, and followed up beneath her
slightly spread thighs.  He had only the least little bit of a
problem getting his hand under her panties.  When his fingers
tested her creamy crotch, he found her fully wet, fully excited.
She did not hold back.  She did spread her legs for him, though she
did have her panties on.  If he had tried to remove them she would
not have resisted.  When he took her hand and placed it on his leg,
and then on his throbbing erection, she did what he wanted.  If he
had thought to unzip and take it out for her to hold, she certainly
would have done so.  But he didn't- at least not that evening.

The party went on until about 11:30 PM.  At that time, the boy who
lived in the house expected his parents back from the movies at any
moment, so he called a halt to the proceedings.  He made everybody
help clean up, and then go home.  When his parents got back home
a few minutes later, they found only this boy and his buddy who
lived next door- sitting in the living room watching the late show
on TV.  Everything was clean, orderly, perfect- with no sign of the
more or less wild petting that was happening only half an hour
earlier.

Angie went home- that is, to her aunt's house, showered, and went
to bed.  But she was still excited.  She could not help thinking
of how nice it did feel, how warm, how thrilling as he had played
with her nipples, and then EVEN KISSED THEM!!  Her hands passed
over her bubbies, her palms gently rubbing her now-again-erect
nipples.  Her hands moved down cross her tummy, a hand brushing
lightly across her pubic mound, and she almost jumped out of bed
as the fingers found her clit.  Now she had never before really
masturbated.  But she had never had a finger in that love-spot
before, she had never had her titties out and kissed before, she
had practically never had a tongue thrust into her mouth before,
and she had certainly never felt a hard, throbbing cock in her hand
before.  And her own fingers in there DID really feel so good, so
nice, so thrilling, as they massaged her clit and dipped into that
honey-pot.  No, she had never felt sensations before like those she
had felt at the party.  And she had never felt anything like the
feeling her own hands were giving her own sweet parts. And
suddenly, almost without her knowing what was happening, she heaved
upwards, her thighs spread as wide part as they would go, her
fingers pressing as deeply into pussy as they could, and she went
into a violent, almost earth-shaking cumm, magnified ten-thousand
fold because it was so totally unexpected.

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