It’s the Summer of 1973 and Sandy is growing up fast.  Looking forward to starting Eighth Grade in two months, she is on her annual two week visit with her grandmother.   Sandy enjoys that time, but she also misses her friends. 

Last year, Sandy made a point of making a few friends near her grandmother’s house, so she wouldn’t be bored all day while her grandmother was at work.  Sandy is a girl scout, and made good use of her spare time last Summer by selling cookies door-to-door.  That’s how she met Annie, who became good friends with Sandy.  They even talk on the phone during the school year.  She also met Cory while selling girl scout cookies, and later some of his friends. 

Sandy is a very attractive girl, with long brown hair and a super cute face and smile.  Since last year, she has developed a more shapely body.  Her breast are not large yet, still an A cup.  But Sandy is getting curvy.  She is trim and fit, but also has a bit of a bubble butt.  She can’t stand that, but some of the boys at her school think it’s quite nice.

Sandy is also experiencing the rush of hormones.  Unlike many of the other girls in her class, she thinks about sex all the time.  Almost like a boy.  Plus, Sandy has come to realize that she is attracted to not only boys, but girls too.  However, Sandy has not acted upon any of those desires, except for making out with one boy outside of a school dance in the Seventh Grade.

In Sandy’s world, getting a reputation as promiscuous is very bad.  However, Sandy has decided to explore some things while at her grandmother’s house this Summer.  Since her grandmother lives in an entirely different state, there is much less risk that her reputation could be impacted by some sexual adventures while she is visiting.

It’s Monday, and her grandmother has gone to work.  On Sunday, after she arrived, she called Annie, who came over to see her briefly.  The girls agreed they would hang out together on Tuesday, as Annie already had plans to stay overnight, and the following day, at another friend’s house in a different part of town.

Sandy also called Cory, and made arrangements to go visit him at his house the next morning.  Sandy is excited to see him and his friends.  She remembers they were all very cute boys last Summer.

It’s looking to be a nice hot sunny day, so after a shower, Sandy puts on skimpy jean shorts and an equally skimpy white top that ends just below her breasts, leaving her belly and lower back fully exposed.  The outfit will definitely keep her cool for the hot day ahead.  But Sandy also intends for it to be sexy, and it is.  Sandy’s breasts are right at that point of development that she can get away without having to wear a bra, but the material of this top is maybe a little too thin.  It doesn’t take careful examination to see the faint outline and color of her slightly puffy nipples.

Sandy walks over to Cory’s house and rings the doorbell.  It’s a little after ten o’clock.  Cory greets her with a big smile.  He is still the cute boy she remembers from last Summer, just a little older.  Cory has long blonde hair, a trim body, and a cute face and smile.  Today he’s wearing jeans and a plaid shirt.

Cory has also just finished the Seventh Grade, so they have lots of things they can discuss.  Cory invites Sandy in.  She takes off her shoes in the entranceway, and follows Cory.

“Are your friends here?” Sandy asks.

“No,” Cory replies, as they head toward the kitchen.  “Sam will be here at lunch.”

Sam is Cory’s best friend.  Sandy remembers him as being very cute.

“Cool,” Sandy says.  “I look forward to seeing him later.”

“Do you want something to drink?” Cory asks, as he gets himself a can of soda pop from the refrigerator.

“Sure,” Sandy replies.

Cory can’t help but admire the sexy girl in his kitchen, but he tries his best to not stare.  He does glance at her butt as she leans against a table waiting for him to hand her a soda.

The two sit down and chat for quite a while about school, friends, music, and sports.  Eventually the conversation turns to dating.

“Are you still dating Annie?” Sandy asks.

“Well, we never really dated,” Cory replies.  “I wanted to, but she didn’t.  I don’t think she’s ever had a boyfriend.  But we still go out to dances and stuff.”

“Have you ever had a girlfriend?” Sandy asks.

Cory shakes his head.

“What about you?” Cory asks.

“No, I guess I’m like Annie,” Sandy replies.  “I just go out with different boys to dances.  That’s about it.”

“So have you ever kissed Annie?” Sandy asks, already knowing the answer from her conversations with Annie.

Cory smiles and nods.

“Was it good?” Sandy prods.

 "Yeah, really good,” Cory smiles again.  “How about you?  Have you ever kissed a boy?”

Sandy smiles and nods.

“Yeah, at a dance,” Sandy admits.  “It was okay.  He really wanted to feel my butt every time we slow danced.  So I let him when we made out.”

“Wow,” Cory says.  “Did you like that?”

“Mmm hmm,” Sandy says with confidence.  “I have kind of a big butt, and some of the boys like it.  It kinda felt good to have it squeezed while we were making out.”

“Yeah, Annie let me do that too,” Cory said with another smile.  “But you can’t tell anyone.  Annie made me promise.”

“Who would I tell?” Sandy said, jokingly.  “I don’t even live here.  But, yeah, your secret’s good with me.”

“Thanks,” Cory replied, sipping down the last of his soda.

“So did you do anything more with Annie?” Sandy inquires.

“Like what?” Cory asks.

“You know, like feel her up or anything?” Sandy probes.

Cory laughs.

“No, I wanted to, but Annie didn’t want me to do that,” Cory answers.  “Have you ever let a boy do that to you?”

Sandy shakes her head.

“But I kinda want to,” Sandy admits.

Cory nods and smiles.

“Do you want to?” Sandy asks.

“Do I want to what?” Cory replies.

Sandy laughs.

“Do you want to kiss me and feel me up?” Sandy says with a smile.

Dumbfounded, Cory goes silent for a moment.

“Well, yeah,” he says with excitement.  “Are you serious?”

Sandy nods and smiles again.  Cory smiles back at her.

“Well, come here then,” Sandy says as she gets up from the table, puts her hands on her hips and smiles at Cory.

Cory stands up and approaches, nervously.

The two embrace and kiss.  Cory has his hands on Sandy’s sides.  Sandy is a much better kisser than Cory, so she takes the lead.

“You can feel my butt if you want,” Sandy whispers between kisses.

Cory wastes no time, and moves his hands down, cupping and squeezing each of Sandy’s ample butt cheeks all wrapped up in the tight little jean shorts.

Sandy proceeds to French kiss Cory, which catches him a little by surprise, but he goes with it.

“That was good,” Sandy says, pulling her head back.

Cory nods.

“Why don’t you feel my boobs now,” Sandy suggests.

Cory lets go of her butt, steps back a few inches and looks down at Sandy’s gorgeous body.

But Cory doesn’t quite know what to do.  Sandy recognizes his hesitation.

“Here, give me your hands,” Sandy instructs.

Sandy puts each of her hands on the back of Cory’s, and places them on her breasts.  Then she squeezes, showing him how to do it.

“Wow,” Cory mumbles.

“You do it,” Sandy directs, removing her hands and enjoying the warm sensation of Cory’s palms against her bosom.

“Kiss me again,” Sandy says.

The two connect mouths again, with Sandy hugging Cory as he continues to fondle her breasts with his hands smashed between their bodies.

This continues for a couple minutes, until Sandy breaks it off.

“That was really good,” Sandy declares.

Cory just nods, letting his hands drop back to his sides.

“Did you like it?” Sandy asks.

Cory nods.  In fact, he liked it a lot.  Cory now realizes that he has a growing erection uncomfortably travelling down the right leg of his jeans.

“So have you ever seen a girl’s boobs?” Sandy asks.

“What do you mean, like in person?” Cory asks.

“Mmm hmm,” Sandy clarifies.

“No, only pictures,” Cory admits.

“What kind of pictures?” Sandy asks.

Cory looks down nervously.

“You can tell me,” Sandy reassures.  “I won’t tell anybody.”

“Well, I have some magazines,” Cory confesses.

“What kind?” Sandy asks. 

“Playboy,” Cory says.

“Wow,” Sandy replies.  “Where did you get those?”

“Well, my dad threw away his collection a couple months ago,” Cory says sheepishly.  “But I got a few of them out of the trash.  But only Sam knows, so please don’t tell anyone.”

“Oh, I won’t,” Sandy says.  “Can I see them?”

Cory nods.

“They are in my room,” Cory declares.  “You can go in there, but I have to go to the bathroom first.”

The truth is that Cory wanted the opportunity to adjust his penis, so if he got another erection, it wouldn’t be  problem, especially since it looked like he was going to be looking at Playboy magazines with a gorgeous girl that he has just kissed and felt up.

Back in Cory’s room, Sandy settles down on Cory’s bed and waits.  She doesn’t have to wait long.  Cory returns from the bathroom and gets onto the floor.  He reaches far under his bed and pulls out a box.

“You have to promise to not tell anyone,” Cory says.  “I could get in big trouble.”

“I promise, I won’t tell anyone,” Sandy assures.

“So I have four of them,” Cory explains, as he puts the box on the bed and sits next to it.

The box is between the two of them as Cory takes off the lid.

“I wish I had got more, but I didn’t want my dad to notice any missing when he put out the trash,” Cory continues, as he puts the lid on the bed.  “So I only have four.”

“Wow,” Sandy says, looking into the box. 

She sees an orange Playboy magazine cover, featuring a pretty brunette holding a piece of fruit to her shoulder, the outline of a Playboy bunny logo having been carved onto the face of the fruit.

“Can I look at them?” Sandy asks.

Cory nods.

Sandy retrieves the top magazine from the box, and examines it.  It is from February of 1966.

Sandy places it on her lap, then opens it.  She swallows hard.  Cory watches.

“So where are the pictures?” Sandy asks.

“The best ones are in the middle,” Cory replies.

Sandy dutifully opens the magazine’s center.

“It’s a centerfold,” Cory explains.  “So you have to open it up.”

Sandy nods and follows Cory’s instructions.

 Sandy is looking down at a large picture of a beautiful young woman sitting on the floor and holding skis.  The woman is topless.

 

“Wow,” Sandy mutters.

 “Yeah,” Cory confirms.  “Her name is Melinda.”

 “She’s got huge boobs,” Sandy remarks.

 Cory laughs.

 “Yeah, she’s Sam’s favorite,” Cory adds.  “He really likes big boobs.”

 Sandy chuckles, then folds up the picture and examines the pages before and after the centerfold, reading a little bit about Melinda.

 “Sam wants me to give him that one,” Cory adds.  “I might.  But he’s more likely to get caught with it.  Then we’d both be in trouble.”

 “Are there more pictures?” Sandy asks.

 “Yeah, there’s more starting at page one-fourteen,” Cory recites from memory.

 Sandy flips to that page and examines a series of pictures of partially nude women from Brazil.

 “Can I look at the others?” Sandy asks, as she folds up the magazine and sets it down in the box top.

 “Sure,” Cory replies.  “I have them in order, by date.  The next one is January of sixty-seven.”

 Sandy reaches for it, featuring a sideways cover with a rabbit in a tuxedo surrounded by framed portraits of naked women with their privates covered with a white Playboy bunny logo.

 Sandy goes straight for the centerfold.

 This time the picture is of a beautiful young blonde woman completely naked, the picture taken from the back and side of her body as she smiles back at the camera while holding open window drapes.  The young woman does not have large breasts like the last one, but does have very noticeable bikini tan lines on her chest and butt.

 

“She’s really pretty,” Sandy comments.

 “Yeah, she’s one of my favorites,” Cory adds.  “Her name is Surrey.  She’s Danish.”

 Sandy puts the centerfold back, and surveys the pages before and after, looking at the pictures and reading a bit about Surrey.

 “Are there more in this one?” Sandy asks.

 “Oh yeah, go to page one sixty-seven,” Cory replies.

 Sandy takes in a series of pages and pictures reviewing the Playboy playmates from 1966, including the large breasted young woman from the first magazine that Sandy examined.

 “They’re all so pretty,” Sandy remarks.

 Cory nods.

 Sandy places the second magazine on top of the first, and retrieves the third of Cory’s collection.

 “June of sixty-nine,” Sandy notices, looking first at the front cover, which features a desk top with a stack of pictures of a pretty blonde woman and a note from the editor.

 

“The girl in the centerfold is Helena,” Cory replies.

 Sandy opens it up to find another stunning picture of a naked young blonde woman.  She is sitting on the armrest of a couch, holding a cone full of pink ice cream, and smiling broadly.

 

“Wow, she’s gorgeous too,” Sandy mutters.

 “Mmm hmm,” Cory replies.

 Sandy repeats what she had done with the two prior magazines, and looks at more pictures of the model, and reads a bit, on the pages before and after.

 “There’s another pretty blonde girl on page one-fifty-six,” Cory says.  “Her name is Connie.  She was playmate of the year.”

 Sandy finds the spread and is amazed at the gorgeous pictures.

 “There’s also a movie review earlier, but I don’t remember the page number,” Cory says, as Sandy gets to the end of the section about Connie.

 “I think it’s around one-hundred,” Cory adds, as Sandy thumbs through the earlier pages in the magazine.  “It’s about the Marquis de Sade.  They made a movie about him.  It’s got some pictures from the movie.”

 “Here it is,” Sandy declares, finding the article and pictures.

 “Wow, that’s some interesting stuff,” Sandy says.  “Are they having an orgy or something?”

 “Yeah,” Cory says.  “And there’s whipping and punishment too.”

 “Really?” Sandy says incredulously.

 “Yeah,” Cory confirms.  “Orgies and other weird stuff.  He’s the Marquis de Sade.”

 Sandy looks over at Cory, not understanding.  She gets the orgy part.

 “You know, sadism,” Cory says.  “It comes from him.”

 Sandy looks back down and flips the page. 

 “It looks like he’s about ready to suck on her boob,” Sandy chuckles.

 “Mmm hmm,” Cory mumbles.

 “I bet that feels good,” Sandy says quietly.

 Sandy doesn’t care to read the article, so she puts the magazine on the stack and gets the last one.

 “July of seventy,” Cory says, as Sandy looks at the cover, which features a naked woman underwater, smiling and holding her breasts, and swimming upside down toward the camera.

 

Sandy flips to the centerfold.  This time it’s a young brunette.  She is standing on the beach naked, holding a towel, with her leg resting on a rock.  The picture is taken from a similar angle to the last one, with the model looking at the camera and smiling.

 “Her name is Carol,” Cory says.

 Like Helena, Carol has bikini tan lines on her chest and butt.

 “She’s really pretty too,” Sandy acknowledges.

 Sandy examines the pages before and after.

 “There’s another movie review on one-twenty-one” Cory adds.

 Sandy flips to that page and looks at more pictures.

 “What’s that?” Sandy asks.

 “She’s painted black,” Cory chuckles, as Sandy looks at the sexy picture of a naked woman that has had her entire body painted.

 Sandy folds up the magazine and places it on the stack.

 Cory carefully puts each magazine back in the box as Sandy watches.

 “So do you look at these a lot?” Sandy asks.

 Cory glances up, as he places the lid on the box.

 He smiles and nods.

 “So do you get all horny and jack yourself off?” Sandy asks boldly.

 Cory nervously laughs, as he gets back on the floor and slides the box back under his bed.

 “Yeah?” Sandy asks again.

 Cory nods as he sits back down on his bed next to Sandy.

 “What about Sam?” Sandy asks.

 “What do you mean?” Cory responds.

 “Does he jack himself off too?” Sandy clarifies.

 Cory nods.

 “Do you guys do it together?” Sandy inquires.

 Cory looks down, not sure if he wants to reply.

 “Yeah, sometimes,” Cory admits.

 “Here in your room?” Sandy asks.

 Cory nods.

 “But it’s not like we touch each other or anything,” Cory says.  “We just look at the magazines and do ourselves.”

 “Do you squirt?” Sandy asks with a smile.

 Cory nods, a little embarrassed.

 “Wow,” Sandy says.  “Both of you?”

 Cory nods again.

 “But Sam doesn’t squirt as much,” Cory says.  “I squirt a lot.  It kind of flies out and makes a mess.”

 Sandy laughs, which causes Cory to laugh as well.

 “I wanna see,” Sandy declares.

 “See?” Cory asks.

 “Yeah, see your dick and watch it squirt,” Sandy says with a chuckle.

 “Yeah, right,” Cory chimes back with a chuckle of his own.

 “I’m serious,” Sandy says. 

 Cory looks at her.  She smiles.

 “Aren’t you horny?” Sandy asks.

 Cory nods, but then looks down.

 “Maybe I could even help,” Sandy says.

 Cory looks up and his mind begins to race.

 Sandy can tell she needs to start things off.

 As Cory watches, Sandy carefully removes her top, exposing her perky small breasts and slightly puffy nipples.

 Cory’s mouth drops open at the sight.

 “Do you like them?” Sandy asks.

 Cory nods.

 “They are not as big as the girls in the magazine,” Sandy declares, holding and gently squeezing her breasts with her hands.  “But I think they’re pretty.”

Cory nods again.

“You can touch them if you want,” Sandy says, removing her hands from her chest.

Cory reaches out and feels one of Sandy’s naked breasts.

“Wow,” Cory says.  “They’re really nice.”

“Why don’t you suck on them,” Sandy suggests.  “Like in the magazine.”

Cory pauses, then nods and leans in.  He puts his mouth against Sandy’s left nipple and starts gently sucking.

Sandy gives a slight moan.

“That feels good,” Sandy declares.  “Do it a little harder.”

Cory complies.  He can feel the nipple harden in his mouth.

Cory backs off to have a look.  Sure enough, Sandy’s left nipple is darker, hard, and pointy, in contrast to her right nipple.

“Did that feel good?” Cory asks.

Sandy nods.

“It made my pussy tingle,” she admits.  “I think you need to do the other one.”

Sandy turns her upper body to give Cory better access to her right breast.

Cory leans down and attaches his mouth to the beautiful girl’s other nipple.  As he sucks, Sandy gives a number of quiet moans of encouragement.

 After getting the other nipple hard, Cory backs off and has a look.  Sandy looks stunning, with both of her nipples now hard and wet.

 “Get naked,” Sandy urges Cory.  “I want to see you dick.”

 Cory still looks a bit hesitant.

 “I’ll help make it squirt,” Sandy adds.  “I promise.”

 Cory nods and stands up.

 He undoes the buttons of his shirt and looks at Sandy again.

 She nods and smiles.

 Cory removes his shirt, dropping it to the floor.  Next he takes off his jeans, exposing his white underwear.  His cock is completely erect, and has been ever since Sandy took off her top.  But his underwear have held it against his lower belly.

 Cory takes a leap of faith and strips off his underwear.

 Sandy gets her first look at a penis.  It’s hard and pointing straight up toward the ceiling.  Cory is circumcised and the head of his dick is prominently displayed for Sandy’s view.  Cory has very little pubic hair.  Peach fuzz, really, and only a small patch just above his dick.

 “Wow,” Sandy mumbles.  “Why don’t you lay down.”

 Sandy pats the bed next to where she is sitting.

 Cory climbs back onto the bed and lays down, resting his head on the pillow, but putting his hands under the back of his head to have a better look at Sandy, who has turned to face him.

 “Can I touch it?” Sandy asks.

 Cory nods.

 Sandy gently wraps her left hand around the shaft of Cory’s hard cock. 

 “It’s so hard,” Sandy declares.

 Cory nods again, watching intently.

 Sandy moves her hand down and cups Cory’s scrotum, feeling his testicles.

 “Wow, so weird,” Sandy mutters.

 Cory laughs.

 Sandy laughs too.

 But laughter is not really what Sandy wants.  She makes another bold move.  Sandy gets up on her knees and straddles Cory’s lower body with her legs, one knee on each side of Cory’s knees.

 Cory notices that Sandy’s nipples have lost their hardness as she gets into position.

 Sandy reaches for Cory’s cock again, this time with her right hand.

 Holding the base, she points it up toward the ceiling, then leans in.

 Cory watches with an open mouth as Sandy softly licks the shaft of his hard cock with the tip of her tongue.  She starts in the middle and moves up to the top.  It sends a shiver of pleasure up his spine.

Sandy does it again, then pauses.

“Does that feel good?” Sandy asks, still holding the base of his penis.

Cory nods.  Sandy smiles, then resumes licking.

This continues for another minute, then Sandy opens her mouth and places the head of Cory’s cock into her mouth.  She moves up and down the shaft a couple inches, as Cory makes noises that sound like a combination of pleasure and pain.

“Does that feel good?” Sandy asks, pausing the action.

“Yeah, but not your teeth,” Cory responds.

“Oh, okay,” Sandy says, resuming the blowjob and being careful to not let her teeth touch the sensitive skin of his penis.

Cory moans some more.  The sight of beautiful Sandy bobbing her head up and down the shaft of his cock is adding to the intensity of his pleasure.

“Will this make you squirt?” Sandy asks, taking another break.

Cory nods.

“Tell me when you are close,” Sandy directs.  “I wanna watch it squirt.”

“Okay,” Cory replies.

Sandy resumes the blowjob.  Cory is already close, but he tries to hold back as best he can.

“Okay,” Cory huffs.

Sandy lifts her head off Cory’s cock.  The head is swollen and wet.

Cory immediately recognizes that Sandy doesn’t know what to do, so he takes over with his hands.  Sandy sits back and watches.

Cory strokes his cock for only a few seconds before it shoots out the first jet of semen.  As Cory moans and writhes in pleasure, it shoots up nearly a foot into the air, before landing on his chest and belly. 

Three more spurts follow, and then dribbles.

“Wow,” Sandy says, a look of fascination on her face.

Cory squeezes out the last of the semen from the shaft of his penis.  It drops down onto his lower belly.

“That’s a lot of stuff,” Sandy exclaims.

It’s true, Cory’s chest and belly are loaded with semen.

“Yeah, I shoot out a lot,” Cory admits.  “It’s kind of a mess.  Sam is lucky.  He only shoots out about half as much.”

“Yeah?” Sandy says.  “Can I touch it?”

Cory nods.

Sandy reaches out and touches, then rubs, a glob of the pearly goo on Cory’s belly.

“It’s kinda slick,” Sandy notes.

“Yeah, and sticky too,” Cory laughs.

“Should I get something to clean it up?” Sandy asks.

“Yeah, I usually have some tissues,” Cory says.  “But I didn’t know we were going to be doing this.”

“Okay, I’ll get some for you,” Sandy says.

Before getting off the bed, Cory is fascinated to watch Sandy smell, and then taste, the semen coating the tip of her right index finger. 

Cory’s cock starts to deflate.  Sandy notices and smiles.

Sandy retrieves some tissues from a box on the desk in Cory’s room.  She considers handing the tissues to Cory, but decides to do it herself, carefully wiping up the semen off Cory’s body.  A glob starts to run down the side of his belly, but Sandy catches it with the tissues before it gets on the bed.

Cory sits up.  His cock is deflated.  Sandy is surprised at how small it has become, and so quickly.

“So can I see you now?” Cory asks, as Sandy wads the tissues in a ball and places them on the bed next to her.

“What do you mean?” Sandy asks.

“Well, you know, the rest of your body,” Cory clarifies.

“Oh, you want to see my pussy,” Sandy declares.

Cory nods.

“Well, I guess that’s only fair,” Sandy says.  “Have you ever seen a pussy?”

Cory shakes his head.

“Yeah, I guess those magazines don’t really show that,” Sandy acknowledges.

Sandy gets off the bed and stands up, facing Cory.  She unbuttons and unzips her form fitting tiny jean shorts, and peels them down her legs, letting them fall to the floor.

Sandy is down to only her white cotton panties.  Cory takes a deep breath in anticipation.

“Well, here goes,” Sandy says as she grabs the sides of her panties with her hands and peels them down her legs, dropping them also on the floor.

Sandy looks at Cory with a big smile.

“I’m naked now too,” Sandy says.

The first thing that Cory notices is the small patch of brown pubic hair that adorns Sandy’s pussy mound.  It’s not much, but is very noticeable in contrast to the color of her skin.  Cory also sees a crack at the base of Sandy’s crotch, but can’t see anything more.

“Well, what do you think?” Sandy asks, as she smiles and poses for Cory with her hands on her sides.

“You’re really pretty,” Cory replies.

“Thanks you,” Sandy says.  “So do you want to see my pussy?”

Cory nods.

“Okay, so slide down the bed and let me lay down,” Sandy instructs.

Cory does as he is told, and Sandy takes his spot on the bed, propping her head up on a pillow.

Sandy spreads her legs wide, and Cory moves in the middle.

Cory gets his first look at a girl’s pussy, and this one looks wonderful to him.  Sandy has no hair directly around her pussy, so the view is unobstructed.  Light colored outer lips, and ample pink inner lips.

“It’s beautiful,” Cory mutters.

“Thank you,” Sandy replies with a giggle.

Cory looks fascinated, but also a bit confused.

Remembering that Annie told her that sex education isn’t offered until the Ninth Grade locally, Sandy decides to give Cory a little instruction.  Sandy learned all of the proper names for everything in sex education in the Seventh Grade at her own school.  But she also knows all of the slang terms.

“So here’s the inside,” Sandy says as she uses both of her hands to spread her pussy open for Cory.

Cory’s mouth drops open as he gets to view a whole new fascinating world of pink flesh.

“Here, I’ll show you,” Sandy says with a smile, taking her hands away.

Sandy uses the fingers of her left hand to spread herself out for Cory again.  Then she uses her right index finger to point to features.

“So these are my inner labia,” Sandy explains.  “Most people just call them pussy lips.”

Cory smiles.

“And this is my clitoris,” Sandy explains.  “Up here at the top.  Most people just call it a clit.”

Cory nods his head, seeing the tiny little nubbin at the top of Sandy’s inner pussy lips.

“It’s what feels really good to a girl when it’s rubbed right,” Sandy explains.

“That’s my pee hole,” Sandy says, pointing to the tiny orifice a short distance below her clit.

Sandy chuckles, causing Cory to laugh as well.

“And that’s my pussy, pointing to another small orifice just above the base of her inner lips.

As Cory looks on in fascination, Sandy pushes the tip of her index finger into her pussy.

“See,” Sandy says, pulling her finger out again.

Cory nods.

“It beautiful,” Cory says quietly.

Sandy laughs.

“Thanks,” Sandy says.

“It looks really wet,” Cory remarks.

“Yeah, that’s what happens when a girl get horny,” Sandy informs Cory.  “Boys get an erection.  Girls get wet.”

Cory nods.

“So are you horny?” Cory asks.

“Oh, yeah,” Sandy says with a chuckle and a smile.

“Do you ever do yourself?” Cory inquires.

Sandy nods.

“Yeah, I first gave myself an orgasm last year,” Sandy admits.  “Now I do it all the time.  How often do you jack off?”

“Um, I don’t know,” Cory replies.  “Maybe four or five times a week.”

Sandy laughs.

“I probably only do myself two or three times a week,” she adds.

“How do you do it?” Cory asks.  “Do you just rub yourself?”

“Mmm hmm,” Sandy says.  “I usually just start down here.”

Sandy rubs her wet pussy lips, then slips a finger into herself again.

“Then eventually I move up to my clit,” Sandy says, demonstrating the action for Cory.

She feels a burst of pleasure and she rubs her wet and hard clitoris, and can’t help but give a little moan.

“Wow,” is all Cory can muster.

Sandy stops, suddenly feeling a little self-conscious.

“Do you want to touch?” Sandy asks, pulling her right hand up to her belly, but still using her left hand to spread her pussy for Cory’s viewing pleasure.

Cory nods, but clearly doesn’t know what to do.

“Just rub softly up and down,” Sandy instructs.

Cory does just as Sandy says.

“That feels nice,” Sandy coos.

“You can put a finger in if you want,” Sandy offers.

Cory doesn’t hesitate, and slides the index finger of his right hand into Sandy’s wet pussy.

“Uhh,” Sandy moans quietly.  “Put it in all the way.”

“Mmm,” Sandy mumbles as Cory follows her instructions.

Without prodding, Cory slowly moves his finger in and out of Sandy’s pussy.  Her body slowly gyrates.  It’s a sexy sight for the inexperienced boy.

To his surprise, Cory feels his penis start to harden again.

“How does that feel?” Cory asks.

“Really good,” Sandy says.  “How does it feel to you?”

 “Warm and wet,” Cory replies.  “I like it.”

 “Do you want to taste it?” Sandy asks between breaths.

 Cory looks up at her, not sure what she is asking.

 “Do you want to taste my pussy?” she clarifies.

 Cory still seems a bit confused, but nods.

 “Why don’t you taste your finger and see if you like it first,” Sandy suggests.

 Cory nods and reluctantly removes his finger from Sandy, and tastes the liquid that coats it.

 “Well?” Sandy asks.

 Cory smiles.  He likes the taste.

 Cory adjusts his body so he can lay his head into Sandy crotch.  Sandy moves her hand away.

 Cory begins at the base of Sandy’s pussy, which is where most of her wetness has accumulated.  He licks over and between her inner lips.  Sandy feels multiple surges of pleasure.  Cory’s mouth, and especially his tongue, stimulate her in ways that differ from her own fingers.

 Without prodding, Cory inserts his tongue into Sandy’s vagina, as far as it will go.  Sandy gives a quiet moan again, so Cory continues.

 “Lick my clit now,” Sandy says in a quiet whisper of pleasure.

 Cory remembers the earlier instruction, and moves his mouth and tongue to the top of Sandy’s pussy slot, concentrating on her hard and sensitive little button.

 An electric shock of pleasure immediately overcomes Sandy.  Her body twitches, and she moans involuntarily at the contact.  It’s almost too intense, but she doesn’t want it to stop.

 She also feels a need for penetration.  Sandy has discovered that, although she cannot manage to orgasm with anything inside her, she likes penetration just before.  Sandy mostly uses the handle of a hair brush for that purpose.

 “Put your finger back inside me,” Sandy hisses.

 Cory does what she asks.

 “Lick a little harder,” Sandy instructs.

 Cory does just that.

 “Oh, that so good,” Sandy whispers.  “Do me harder with your finger.”

 Sandy’s body starts gyrating again, in time with the finger penetration and pussy licking.

 A few moments later, Sandy can feel an orgasm build.  But the finger penetration is stopping it, which is just what Sandy wants.  She has learned to delay her orgasm to build it to a higher level.

 “Lick me faster Cory,” Sandy pleads between quickening breaths.

 Sandy is now at a fever pitch and craving release.

 “Take your finger out, but don’t stop licking,” she blurts out.

 As soon as Cory removes his finger from Sandy, she goes into full orgasm.  Her lower body twitches and gyrates.  But Cory manages to keep his mouth attached to her pussy and his tongue flicking her clit.

 “Don’t stop,” Sandy pleads.

 Cory doesn’t.

 “Slow, slow, slow,” Sandy demands, as her clit becomes super sensitive.

 “Slow down,” Sandy urges, as her orgasm fades.

 “Lick my pussy now,” Sandy directs.  “My clit’s too sensitive.”

 Cory understands the message, knowing that the head of his own penis gets very sensitive after he has an orgasm.  He figures it must be the same for Sandy.

 Cory lets his mouth and tongue wander back down to Sandy’s vagina.

 The last contractions of Sandy’s orgasm are quite noticeable to the boy.  What is also apparent to Cory is the amount of wetness, which has greatly increased.

 Cory pushes his tongue gently into Sandy, lapping up some of the wetness leaking from her body.

 “Okay, okay,” Sandy says.  “That was really good.”

 Cory looks up at her, his mouth covered in a combination of her wetness and his own saliva.

 Sandy smiles down at him.  He smiles back.

 “Did you like that?” Sandy asks.

 “Yeah, that was fun,” Cory admits, sitting up between Sandy’s legs, and glancing back down at the beautiful naked girl before him that he has just helped achieve orgasm.

 “You’re hard again,” Sandy declares, looking right at Cory’s crotch.

 Cory has a full erection.

 “Yeah, I guess so,” Cory says.

 “Come here,” Sandy urges.

 Cory realizes where things might head, and is fully prepared to do just what he thinks Sandy wants.  His hormones beat out any fears he might have.

 But just then the doorbell rings.

Copyright 2016 by kid charlemagne.