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CHAPTER TWO
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Susy Morris awoke for the second time that Saturday morning
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to the sound of the shower running in the bathroom across the
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hall. Her younger brother Bobby was apparently up and around.
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Their bedrooms were right next to each other on the second floor
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of the two-story house their parents owned. Susy and her brother
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shared the same upstairs bathroom.
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Susy smiled to herself, thinking that she had the whole
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weekend ahead of her, and not a schoolbook or a teacher in sight.
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Nothing in the world to do but enjoy herself in the delightful
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new way she'd found. If she were lucky, her parents would take
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her little brother off shopping or something this morning, and
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Susy would be able to while away the entire day playing with her
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sweet young body. If not, she'd have to slip away to the woods
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behind their house, or maybe to the corn field beyond, and spend
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the morning orgasming under the bright blue sky.
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She stretched her lithe young body from head to toe and
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yawned hugely. As she lay relaxing in her warm, cozy bed, she
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noticed with surprise that she was feeling those delightful
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little tingles again down there between her thighs.
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Susy shook her cute blonde head and laughed. "I'm just
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horny all the time these days!" And to think that up until a
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very few days ago she hadn't even known what the word "horny"
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meant!
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It had all started at the pajama party at her friend Cathy
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Jorden's house the weekend before. A very select group of
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Cathy's young friends had been invited, and Susy had felt honored
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to have been among them.
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Cathy Jorden had a reputation of being one of the most
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"grown up" girls at Susy's high school. Cathy was an independent
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type of girl, and it was to her that all the other girls in
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school came for advice. And it was a well-known fact that Cathy
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was also the most popular with the boys. Most of the girls Susy
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knew at school were even a little afraid of boys, with their
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rough language and rough and tumble games . . . but not Cathy.
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So when Cathy Jorden had announced her plans for a pajama
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party on that Saturday night two weeks ago, each of the four
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girls who had been invited had accepted eagerly.
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And at this particular pajama party, Cathy promised, there
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would be an extra special treat. What it was, exactly, she
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wouldn't say. But she did mention, with a little smile, that
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both her parents would be away for the night visiting her older
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brother who was away at college, so the girls would have the
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whole big house all to themselves.
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The warm little tingles between Susy's legs grew stronger as
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she reflected back on the night of that party and the events that
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had taken place there. She sighed deeply as she once again
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slipped her hand down to stroke the fine hair above her warm, wet
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little pussy. She slid one finger gently between her soft
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cuntlips and, in her mind, went back to that fateful night. A
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night that had changed her young life forever.
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Susy's mother had dropped her off at Cathy's house that
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Saturday night promptly at seven. With her sleeping bag under
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one arm, and her overnight bag over her shoulder, Susy approached
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the front door and rang the bell.
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Cathy came to the door almost immediately. She was dressed
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in a soft pink bathrobe and matching fuzzy slippers.
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"Hi, Suze! Come on in!" she cried. "Just drop your stuff
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downstairs in the den. Lucy and Joanne are already here. The
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beer's in the fridge, so help yourself!"
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"Beer? Your parents let you have beer?" Susy asked in awe.
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"The Parents are not here, remember? Besides," Cathy
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laughed, "what parents don't know can't hurt you, right?"
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Susy found her way downstairs to the Jorden's cozy den and
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saw that her friends, Lucy and Joanne, had already rolled out
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their sleeping bags and were sitting on them, sipping beer by the
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light of the crackling fire in the large brick fireplace.
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"Hi, Susy!" the two girls called to the new arrival.
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"Isn't this great?" Lucy said. "My parents would absolutely
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die if they knew I was drinking beer!"
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"What's wrong having a few beers with a friend?" Joanne
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asked.
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"Who knows!" shrugged Lucy. "Ask my parents! They're so
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boring! And they never let me do anything that's in the least
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bit fun!"
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"Well, there are no parents here to bother us tonight,"
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Cathy said, coming downstairs to join them. "So it doesn't matter
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what they would think."
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Cathy had a cold can of beer in each hand, and she gave one
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to Susy before sitting down on her own sleeping bag by the
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crackling fire.
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It was very warm and comfortable in the room. The thick
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carpeting made a perfect bed for the girls' sleeping bags, and
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the lack of windows in the basement room made the girls feel safe
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and isolated from the outside world. The fire provided the only
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light they needed, and they each felt the warm glow of their
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close friendship.
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The girls giggled together for a while about familiar things
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like school and their teachers and their favorite rock stars.
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Eventually, it was Joanne who asked, timidly "So what's this
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mysterious surprise you've been hinting about all week, Cathy?"
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"Yeah!" seconded Lucy, who'd also been wondering. "What's
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the big secret?"
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"You'll find out soon enough," Cathy said, smiling. "We're
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not all here yet. Let's wait for Mary."
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The three young guests tried again and again to wheedle the
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information out of their host, but Cathy wouldn't be budged.
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Finally, Mary arrived.
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"Sorry, gang!" Mary exclaimed breathlessly. "My mother
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couldn't get her damned old car started! It's such a pile of
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shit! Did I miss anything?"
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"No!" the other quests chorused. And they all looked
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expectantly at their host. Now they were all present and
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accounted for. So what was the big surprise they'd been
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promised?
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After she had quieted down the chattering girls, Cathy
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leaned forward with a mischievous smile. "Okay," she said, "How
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many of you have actually seen a boy . . . naked?"
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There was a stunned silence in the room.
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Cathy might as well have asked if any of the girls present
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had ever actually been to the moon! The girls were speechless.
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"Well," said Cathy, "Now's your chance!"
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Cathy jumped up from her sleeping bag and crossed the room
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to a big, heavy oaken chest that rested over against a far wall.
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Cathy's parents used the chest mostly to store old papers and
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their children's old baby clothes. Cathy knelt down beside the
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chest and raised the heavy lid. She sorted through it's contents
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for a moment. Then, having found what she was searching for, she
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re-closed the chest and returned to her friends waiting perplexed
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by the fire.
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Susy and the other girls now saw that what Cathy had taken
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from the chest was an armload of what looked like magazines.
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"Magazines?" asked Susy.
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"Very special magazines," corrected Cathy. "My big brother
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brought them to me on one of his visits home from college. I
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think you'll find them interesting."
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With that, Cathy let the whole stack of magazines drop
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suddenly onto the deep pile rug on which the girls had camped.
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For a moment, no one moved. Then, at last, it was Mary who
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reached forward and pulled one of the magazines toward her.
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"Oh, my gosh!" she exclaimed. "Look at this!"
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Mary turned the magazine around so the others could see the
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cover. Susy gasped as she read the magazine's title: JUICY
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CUMS!
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All of the young girls were shocked! But what really caught
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their little eyes was the picture on the magazine's cover. It
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was the a full color picture of the biggest cock any of them had
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ever seen! Not that they had actually seen that many, and Susy
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had only seen one in her dreams. But this one was huge! And
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just like the magazine's title suggested, this prick was cumming!
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It was cumming, in fact, all over the place! A great big spurt
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of milky white cum was shooting out of the little hole in the
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prick's red, swollen tip! Even more cum was running down it's
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long, hard shaft!
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Young Susy swallowed hard, and with trembling hands she
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reached into the remaining stack of magazines, choosing one at
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random. This one had pictures of things she'd seen plenty of
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times, but only in the privacy of her own bedroom, or in the
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girls' shower room at school. In fact, many of the past few
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nights Susy had spent time in front of her bedroom mirror,
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examining her own rapidly developing young body, wondering at the
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strange new changes it was going through.
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The magazine Susy now held was titled: HOT CUNT! and it was
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filled with pictures of girls. Particularly pictures of girls'
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pussies. Susy recognized the similarities between the girls in
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the pictures before her and what she had seen in her own mirror.
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But there were a few differences. The pussies in the magazine
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looked all hot and red. And they looked really wet! Some of
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them were positively dripping!
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Susy knew that sometimes lately when she was thinking about
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boys in her class, or her favorite movie actors, she'd get a
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little damp between her legs, but she'd never known that other
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girls had the same problem. Susy now looked around at her
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friends and wondered if they ever experienced that mysterious
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wetness.
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Now each of the curious teenagers had a magazine to herself
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and was flipping slowly through the pages with astonished stares.
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Only Cathy, their host, sat apart and watched the proceedings.
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She smiled to herself as she quietly sipped her beer.
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For a while the silence remained unbroken except for an
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occasional startled gasp or an embarrassed giggle, as one of the
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girls turned a page and a new, more exciting picture was
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revealed.
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Susy turned over the last page of the magazine she'd been
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looking through and reached over to exchange it for another in
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the stack. This new one showed a beautiful woman lying on her
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back with her long legs spread wide. She had something in her
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hand. It looked like a plastic version of the guy's cock she'd
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seen on the cover of that first magazine. The woman in the photo
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was holding the strange object down between her legs. She seemed
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to be pressing against her wet, dripping pussy. It looked like
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she was enjoying it, too! Susy flipped through a few more pages
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showing the same woman in various poses, as she appeared to rub
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herself with the plastic cock. There was even a close-up shot of
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the woman's cunt with the thing right up inside of it!
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"It's called a dildo, Susy," a voice said from behind her.
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Startled, Susy looked around. It was Cathy. She had moved
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quietly behind her friend, and had been looking over Susy's
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shoulder for the past few minutes.
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"A dildo." Cathy repeated. "Women use them when they don't
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have any men around to have sex with. They even make some kinds
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that vibrate. They can make a girl feel real dreamy!"
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"How would you know?" Mary asked from across the room.
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"I know . . . because I've got one," Cathy said with a
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smile. "I use it all the time."
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The other girls stared in disbelief.
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"Prove it!" said Mary.
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"Yeah, that's right, prove it!" echoed Mary.
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"I intend to!" sang Cathy.
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Cathy gave the girls a small curtsy, turned, and scampered
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upstairs to her bedroom. In a minute she came bouncing back down
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into the den and sat down again in the half-circle of friends
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before the fireplace. She was holding a long, cream-colored
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plastic device just like the one Susy had seen the woman in the
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magazine using, except that this one seemed to be just a little
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bit smaller; it wasn't as big around, but it seemed every bit as
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long!
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As soon as young Susy laid her eyes on the thing, she felt
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her little heart begin to flutter. Cathy caught Susy's intense
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stare and said, "Here!", tossing the dildo into Susy's lap. Susy
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gasped as she caught it with both hands. Cautiously, she
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examined it. It was smooth, cool and hard; as hard as she'd
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heard a boy's cock was supposed to be when you got him all
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excited.
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The object came to a rounded point at one end and was flat
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on the other. Susy saw that on the flat end there was what
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appeared to be a small switch, like the one on the little
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night-light in her bedroom at home.
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"Go ahead, turn it on!" Cathy urged. "It doesn't bite!
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Unless you want it to, that is," she added, mischievously.
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Cautiously, Susy slid the little switch into the "on"
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position. Suddenly, the plastic cock jumped into life!
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Susy let out a surprised squeal. It seemed as if the thing
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were trying to get away from her, and she actually did come close
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to dropping it. The plastic prick buzzed loudly as she held on
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to it with both hands. Susy was at a loss as to what to do next.
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"Well, pass it on around!" Cathy chided. "Let everyone else
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have a look! Or would you rather keep all to yourself?" she
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teased.
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Susy quickly passed the vibrating dildo on to Joanne, and so
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on around the wondering circle of friends.
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"Where did you get it?" Mary asked.
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"My brother bought it for me," Cathy replied.
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"You must have the coolest brother in the world!" Mary
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declared.
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"He's cool, all right!" Cathy laughed. "He's always known
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how to take good care of his sweet little sister."
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"But, do you really use that thing?" Lucy asked.
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"Sure!" said Cathy. "You girls think that just because I
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have a lot of guys around all the time I don't like to have a
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little fun playing with myself now and then?"
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Susy and the rest of the girls laughed nervously as they
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exchanges embarrassed glances.
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"Now don't try and tell me you girls don't do the same
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thing!" Cathy laughed. "I bet when bedtime comes every one of
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you spends a little time squirmin' on your fingers . . . or
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squeezing your pillow up between your legs."
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Susy's pretty young face turned as red as a beet at this
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last remark. Although she had heard about masturbation; "playing
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with yourself", as the girls called it in school; Susy had never
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actually tried it for herself. In fact, she wasn't all that sure
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exactly how it was done. Besides, playing with oneself was
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wrong, or so her mother had once told her when Susy was small and
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had been caught exploring herself "down there."
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Susy became aware that Joanne and Lucy had been whispering
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together for the past few seconds. The two now began nudging
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each other until finally Lucy asked shyly, "How does it feel? I
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mean," she blushed, "is it better than using your finger?"
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Cathy laughed. "There's no comparison, honey! Really,
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there's nothing like it in the world. Except, of course, a real
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live boy!"
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The girls all laughed.
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Cathy took another sip of her beer and gave the other girls
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a long look. Then she asked quietly, "You guys wanna' see?"
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Susy and the rest of the girls were shocked! It was true,
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each and every one of the young girls, with the single exception
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of Susy, had played with themselves quite often in one way or
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another, but none of them would ever have considered doing
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something so private in front of someone else! In fact, they
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each spent most of their waking hours trying to find private time
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alone for their secret diddling sessions.
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"Well, here's nothing wrong with petting your pussy, is
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there?" Cathy asked.
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The other girls all slowly shook their little heads.
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"Okay, then!"
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With that, Cathy stood up and slipped off the long fuzzy
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pink robe she'd been wearing.
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Her friends gasped in surprise! Cathy was absolutely naked
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underneath!
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Once she'd removed her robe, Cathy settled herself down once
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again onto her sleeping bag. She looked around at her little
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audience of four and smiled.
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"Watch and learn," she said softly, and lay back, her head
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nestled on a pillow, and her smooth legs spread slightly apart.
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As Susy and the other girls watched, Cathy picked up the
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plastic vibrator and began rubbing it between the palms of her
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hands.
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"It's a little cold right now," she explained, "but it won't
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be for long."
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Four sets of bright young eyes watched fixedly as Cathy
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fondled and stroked the smooth plastic prick knowingly with both
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hands.
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She's done that before . . . with boys, Susy thought to
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herself. It's like she's holding a real cock.
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As if echoing Susy's private thoughts, Cathy suddenly
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brought the plastic cock up to her lips and began to lick and
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suck at it.
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"This'll make any kind of cock warm," Cathy mumbled around
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the hard plastic shaft. "And now that he's ready, let's get me
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ready."
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With that, Cathy reached one trim little hand down to the
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fuzzy mound between her legs, while she continued to work the
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vibrator in and out of her hot young mouth.
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Susy and her friends leaned forward intently as Cathy's
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fingers began to probe her curl-fringed pussy lips. Cathy was
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obviously very excited already; the girls could plainly see that
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her cunt lips were quite swollen, and the angry red mouth of her
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little hole already glistened wetly in the firelight.
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"Uhhhhhhmmmmmmm," Cathy moaned softly as her fingers lightly
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stroked and massaged her little cunt mound.
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Cathy let out a small gasp as her thumb accidently brushed
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against her stiffening little clit. Then, separating the
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delicate, wet lips of her cunt, she slowly began to slide one
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middle finger into her pussy, itself.
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"Mmmmmmmmmnnnnnn!" she whimpered as her finger disappeared
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ever so slowly into her tight young cunt. A visible ripple of
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pleasure seemed to tremble along both of Cathy's inner thighs,
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and Susy caught the fresh, sweet scent of hot girl that wafted up
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from between them.
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Susy looked uncomfortably around at her young friends and
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saw that they were all deeply entranced by the obscene
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performance they were witnessing. She noticed also that Mary,
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who had been sitting with a pillow bunched up in her lap, was now
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unconsciously pressing it between her crossed legs with both
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hands.
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And Susy saw that Lucy, being a lot more obvious in her
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excitement, had slipped a hand into the folds of her robe as she
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sat Indian-style on her sleeping bag.Susy looked again at her
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friend, Mary, and saw that beneath her robe, Mary's little hand
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appeared to be moving in her lap. She saw Mary shiver slightly
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as she, too, focused her gaze on Cathy's slowly disappearing
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finger.
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At the far end of the semi-circle, little Joanne sat chewing
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her fingernails as she, too, watched Cathy's shameless display.
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She gently rocked back and forth on her own sleeping bag, as if
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silently urging Cathy on in her efforts. And whenever Cathy let
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out a gasp or a whimper of delight, Joanne winced slightly in
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sympathy.
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Susy, herself, was not totally immune to the effects of
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Cathy's erotic display. Although she refrained from actually
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touching herself as some of the others were doing, she could feel
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herself giving way to a strange sensation inside. Her little
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nipples felt as tight and hand as small pebbles, and there was a
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strange and almost intolerable itch between her legs that she
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couldn't seem to quell. Susy could also feel that her thin
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pajama panties were beginning to cling wetly to lips of her young
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snatch.
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Susy watched intently as her friend, Cathy, stroked her
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middle finger slowly and sensuously in and out of her sweet, wet
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pussy, all the while continuing to suck and lick on her plastic
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cock. Cathy moaned and gurgled around the plastic mouthful as if
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it were a popsicle in her favorite flavor.
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I wonder what a real boy's cock tastes like, Susy thought.
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She licked her own lips at the idea, and then looked nervously
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around to see if anyone had seen her do it. She needn't have
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worried. The other girls were too caught up in what they were
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witnessing to notice anything else going on around them.
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Cathy moaned suddenly then, with suddenly increased volume.
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She pulled her wet little finger out of her now dripping snatch,
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and withdrew the vibrator from her hot mouth, with twin slurping
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noises.
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"Oh, I can't wait any longer!" Cathy cried. "I've just got
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to have a good cum!"
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Susy watched, along with the rest of the girls, as their
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aroused young friend moved the cream colored vibrator down to her
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dripping hot cunt.
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She's really going to do it! Susy thought. She's actually
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going to touch herself with that . . . thing!
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It looked so huge to Susy! The thought of having that big
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plastic prick up inside her own tiny cunt both frightened and
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excited her. And how would it feel? Oh, how would it feel?
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Well, if her friend Cathy's reactions were any indication,
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it didn't feel bad at all!
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At this point Cathy didn't waste any more time teasing
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herself with her finger. Before Susy knew it, Cathy had the
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smooth pointed end of the big plastic dick pressed firmly against
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the ready doorway of her cunt. It seemed to Susy that the lips
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of Cathy's hotly aroused young pussy were opening wide, and even
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trying to grab at the rounded tip as it paused momentarily just
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outside their reach.
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Then, as the four watching girls held their breath, young
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Cathy seemed to brace herself, as if against a coming storm, and
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with what was almost a cry of anguish, plunged the huge plastic
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cock deep into her young belly.
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Susy shuddered as she watched the reactions of her friend
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lying before her. Cathy seemed to go totally insane! What had
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started out as a calmly controlled demonstration had suddenly
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gotten out of hand!
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Cathy appeared to have entirely forgotten that Susy and the
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others were even in the room. As they all watched in shocked
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silence, Cathy clutched the plastic rod with both hands and began
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to savagely plunge it in and out of her ravaged young cunt. Each
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thrust of the artificial cock was met with a violent up-thrust of
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Cathy's hips, and a gasping, high-pitched cry from deep in her
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throat. She threw her tousled head from side to side as her
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movements became faster and even more violent.
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Susy watched in amazement as the sleeping bag beneath
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Cathy's squirming young ass became soaked with the hot sweet
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juices the girl was forcing from herself. Susy was unconscious
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of the fact that her own sleeping bag was becoming nearly as wet
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beneath her own little cunt. For now, all that commanded her
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attention was what Cathy was doing to herself in front of Susy
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and everyone else.
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Suddenly, Cathy stopped the plunging motion of her hands
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with the vibrator and became momentarily still. She seemed to
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become very rigid as she lay beneath the gaze of the four pairs
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of eyes that watched her. The girls watched as Cathy stretched
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out one wet, trembling finger to the little switch at the
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vibrator's base, and pushed it from the "off" to the "one"
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position.
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The vibrator instantly jumped to life as it had done earlier
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in Susy's hand. For a moment, it seemed as if it might escape
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the prison of Cathy's slippery cunt, but Cathy grabbed it just in
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time, and guided it back deep into herself and held it there
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tightly with both hands.
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Cathy's body stiffened, her mouth opened wide, her dark eyes
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rolled slowly back into her head. She seemed to hang, quivering,
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on the edge of some deep chasm, struggling with all her might not
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to fall, knowing that it would mean certain death. Then, with a
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highly pitched wail that seemed to come from far down inside her
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toes, Cathy arched her trim young back up off her now sopping wet
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sleeping bag, and with one final piercing scream of joy, she
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plunged the plastic dildo savagely deep into her cunt one last
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time!
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Four times Cathy arched herself off the sleeping bag, and
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then fell back again, each time with that same scream of utter
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delight!
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Finally, she lay quiet.
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A small whimper caused Susy to look to her right. It was
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Mary. Still gazing fixedly at Cathy's now still figure, Mary
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grabbed the pillow she had been clutching between her thighs and
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cast it away. Both her hands went frantically to the now exposed
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front of her cute, frilly babydoll pajama panties and began to
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rub!
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"Oh! Cathy! She . . . Oh! I can't . . . I have to!
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Ohhhhhhhhh!!!" she cried. Then Mary's entire young body began to
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buck and jerk! And with every jerk of her body came a primitive
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cry, something between a grunt and a growl!
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"Huhn! Huhn!! HUHHNN!!!" she cried.
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With the last jerk and cry, Mary rocked over and back onto
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her sleeping bag, and at last lay still and quiet. Susy saw that
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in her friend's desperate frenzy she had badly torn her delicate
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little panties; Mary's cute, nearly hairless little pussy now lay
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totally revealed.
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Suddenly, Mary's stiff, sweaty young body shuddered once
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more, quiet violently, and to Susy's astonishment, Mary's little
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slit erupted in a thin, but powerful, little stream of girl-piss!
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Mary, herself, didn't seem to notice. She had apparently
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passed out from the force of her intense cum.
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There was a moment of silence within the room.
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Mary and Cathy both lay motionless on their soggy sleeping
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bags.
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Susy now looked to her other two friends and saw that they
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were both still involved in petting their own pussies!
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Little Joanne had her eyes tightly closed and was continuing
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to rock back and forth with her fists pressed between her legs,
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and Lucy sat watching Joanne, her own hand still busily moving
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inside her robe.
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Lucy's emerald green eyes seemed to flash suddenly, her gaze
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still locked on Joanne's rhythmically rocking body.
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"Oh, gosh . . . Joanne!" Lucy cried. "Cum, sweetie! Cum,
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baby! Cum with meeeee!"
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Joanne didn't seem to hear Lucy at first, then her eyes
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flickered open, as Lucy cried out more loudly.
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"Oh . . . golly . . . Cummmmmm!" Lucy squealed, as her hand
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wriggled frantically in her lap, her cry turning into a series of
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sharp high yelps as she shuddered and convulsed through her own
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self-induced orgasm.
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Suddenly, Joanne seemed to feel the eyes of the two girls
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upon her, realized what she had been doing, and hurriedly pulled
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her fists away from her lap.
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Joanne stood up on shaky legs, and in a tremulous, choking
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voice said, "I . . . ah . . . need to go to the bathroom. Excuse
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me."
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Lucy laughed breathlessly as Joanne stumbled up the stairs
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to the guest bathroom. "You know what she's gonna' do in there,"
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she said.
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"I guess some of us like our privacy," Susy replied.
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"And what about you, Susy?" Lucy asked with a smile that was
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almost a leer. "What do you like?"
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Susy wasn't sure right then. But she knew she was beginning
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to find out.
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Just as Cathy and Mary finally started to come around from
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their post-cum unconsciousness, the four girls heard a small cry,
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like the whine of an injured cat, coming from the guest bathroom
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upstairs.
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It was little Joanne, in the throws of her own private
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orgasm.
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The girls all smiled.
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