****** Kerry: An Erotic Pre-teen Female Masturbation Story by $teve Da Pimp
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Kerry: An Erotic Pre-teen Female Masturbation Story


Kerry fingered her 12-year-old pussy furiously as she pressed her naked body
into the wall of her walk-in closet. Ever since they had moved into this house
two years ago she was immensely grateful for this private place where she could
play with herself. The closet was so huge that her clothes only took up half of
the cubicle, leaving a wide expanse of tile floor where she could lay down and
do whatever she wanted. There was a full-length mirror on the wall in which she
could watch herself as she masturbated.

Without stopping her masturbation she gazed into the mirror and stared at her
nude body. Her skin was silky smooth and white, as she had not been able to get
much of a tan yet this summer. She was a little on the short side and most
definitely skinny. Her breasts had only in the last three months begun to
require even a training bra and her genitals remained as hairless as they were
when she was born. Nevertheless, it had been almost two years since she had
first discovered the pleasures she could make herself feel. Of course, having a
sister who was three years older helped her discoveries along somewhat. Now she
stripped down and masturbated on the floor of her closet at least twice per day
and sometimes more, usually not stopping until she had given herself at least
three or four good orgasms. The best part was that she could do this whenever
she wanted, as all she had to do was lock herself in her room and pretend to be
watching TV. The fact that she was inside her closet would make it virtually
impossible for anyone to ever walk in on her.

She removed her finger from her vagina and slowly stroked her vagina lips as
she studied her spread-open genitals. The moist reddish-pink interior of her
genitals was in stark contrast to her pale skin. Her legs were long and
slender, seemingly without even an ounce of fat on them. Often when she
masturbated, she would imagine what she'd look like when she developed a little
more. With medium breasts, maybe a C-cup or so, and with just a little bit more
curve around her hips, she'd be absolutely gorgeous. She got plenty of
attention from the boys in her grade, but not from any of the older boys whom
she often imagined fucking as she pleasured herself.

Today as she rubbed her clit her mind wandered back to the events that had
transpired in the morning when she was baby-sitting. She had been watching a
little girl named Sierra, and at four years old this child was an angel. Sierra
had wet her pants and as Kerry was helping her clean up and put on clean
clothes she felt something she had never experienced before. She was actually
turned on by the sight of this little girl's naked body. Now Kerry had already
had some normal feelings of curiosity towards her friend's bodies, but this was
different. After all this child was only FOUR YEARS OLD!

Kerry had always felt something weirdly erotic about peeing. Often she would
stand above the toilet and watch her stream cascade into the toilet bowl. She
always got some kind of weird tingly feeling inside as she watched herself
urinate, she felt both disgusted and turned on by her fluids. Suddenly she had
an idea. She wasn't sure if she could really do it but she was dying of
curiosity. She quickly slipped on a shirt and shorts and crept downstairs.
Glancing at the clock she realized that her parents wouldn't be home for at
least two hours; her sister at least three. Perfect. She ran back upstairs and
stripped nude again. Her dime-sized nipples were like pencil erasers from the
thoughts she was having. She sat down in her closet and stared into the mirror.

She braced her naked back against the wall and placed her legs against the
bottom of the mirror. Spreading them apart, she noticed how moist her pussy had
become. Taking a deep breath, she relaxed her bladder and started peeing on the
floor of her closet.

Her golden-yellow stream arced from her prepubescent pussy to her mirror where
it splattered against the glass and splashed back at her. She moved her hips
and watched as her stream went higher and lower. She lay back, closing her
eyes, and unconsciously reached down to her genitals. Her hot stream felt great
on her hand and all of a sudden she was struck by the eroticism of this moment.
She orgasmed hard, her urine stream splattering all over the mirror as her hips
gyrated. Almost a minute later she finally stopped peeing.

Her heart began to slow down and she looked around her surroundings. A warm,
pungent puddle had formed under her butt and she started to feel an itch under
there. She stood up and surveyed her now-wet body in the mirror. From the waist
up she looked fine but her legs looked like she had just stepped out of the
shower. Grabbing some towels, she quickly dried them off and set upon cleaning
up the floor. After the floor was spotless, she sniffed one of the towels. The
aroma of her hot piss alone sent her into a mini-orgasm, but she brought her
mind back to reality and put the towels in the wash. She got in the shower
quickly and rinsed the rest of her fluids off of her legs.

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The next day Kerry couldn't stop thinking about what she had done and how
excited it had made her feel. All day as she was baby-sitting she couldn't wait
to get home and masturbate.

She rushed in the door at 4:00 and yelled for her mom. No answer. Perfect. She
knew that, once again, she had plenty of time to herself. Kerry was also
desperate for a pee. She hadn't relieved herself since leaving home that
morning and her bladder felt like it was going to burst. But she had some ideas
about how else she could have fun playing with her piss.

She walked upstairs to her room, pressing on her crotch in an attempt to hold
off pissing for a little while longer. She slipped her blue tank top over her
head and unbuttoned her jeans, letting them drop to the floor. Stepping into
her closet, she examined her body in the mirror. Her nipples jutted out like
little pink mountains through the almost translucent white lacy fabric of her
training bra. Running her fingers down her sides, she hooked her thumbs on the
waistband of her matching panties and playfully pulled them down a little bit,
revealing her smooth cunt. Feeling the urgent need to urinate, she quickly
pulled her panties back up and sat down in her closet just the way she had
yesterday. Only now she was still wearing her undergarments.

She reached back and unhooked her bra, tossing it onto her bed. She stared into
the mirror at her skinny body. Opening her legs a little more, and ignoring the
pressure on her bladder, she tickled her peehole through the fabric of her
panties.

That did it. As she realized she was wetting herself, she moaned loudly and
watched in the mirror as her golden-yellow stream dribbled through her panties,
creating a rapidly-spreading stain all around her private parts. Forcefully it
sprayed the floor of her closet as she breathed a sigh of relief. She watched
intently in the mirror as her reflection revealed the puddle of pee she was
sitting in. She stood up as soon as the flow of her liquid waste ceased and was
amazed that the pungent stain around her pussy had spread even more, now
wetting almost all of her panties. Reaching a hand back to feel her butt, she
noticed that it, too, was soaked. The material clung to her pussy like a
newborn baby to its mother, and its transparence revealed every detail of her
virginal slit. She slipped out of them with difficulty and ran her finger up
her inner thigh, s oaked with the moisture of her own fluids. By now her pussy
was practically dripping lubrication, and she was hornier than she had ever
been before.

She lay down on the bed with her legs wide open, and she slipped a finger into
her hot, tight crevice. It took not even fifteen seconds for her knees to
buckle as her body shook in orgasm. She lay there, naked, legs spread, for
almost half an hour before she finally regained her senses. Never before had
she felt anything even close to this. For the next week, Kerry masturbated like
this every day, pissing herself first and then frigging herself to a quick
orgasm. Soon, though, she began to get bored, and she also began to think
kinkier thoughts.

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Her urine stream shot from her urethra to the interior of the green bucket like
a cannon as Kerry relaxed her bladder, squatting over the bucket in her closet.
She watched in the mirror and giggled at the tinkling noise that it made. Her
pussy lips were spread wide apart and the pink interior of her genitalia was
practically dripping. When she finally finished pissing, there was more than
two inches of hot, spicy urine in the bottom of the bucket. Taking a deep
breath, she started to do what she set out to do. She lay down on her back and
began to slowly tip the bucket. Its contents dribbled out at first, then
splashed onto her flat, smooth stomach, shocking her with their warmth. There
was no turning back now, and she turned the bucket upside down over her pussy.
The impact of the pee hitting her clitoris sent her into an immediate orgasm.
Involuntarily she began moaning and shaking, and she nearly blacked out.
Finally things went back to normal and she stood up slowly.

Checking herself out in the mirror, she saw how her naked body shone like the
sun. She looked like she had been sweating, and that made her body seem even
sexier than usual. Her nipples stuck out from her chest like little pink
mountains, and she realized that she was still just as horny as she had been
before that incredible orgasm.

Daringly she ran her fingers through the fleshy folds of her virgin pussy and
put them to her lips. She was surprised by the taste; it really wasn't that
bad. A little salty, perhaps, but not unlike sweat. With her other hand she
jammed two fingers into her vagina and came instantly. There was something
about the naughtiness of her piss play that always made her more orgasmic.

Kerry found herself wanting to taste more of her piss, and that puzzled her.
She had always been interested in urine, but she had also been repulsed by the
thought of drinking it. Now she was practically salivating over it. Immediately
she went down to the refrigerator, still nude, and drank an entire liter bottle
of water. She wanted to be able to pee again as soon as possible.

She went upstairs to take a shower and clean up, not wanted to be caught
"yellow-handed," so to speak, in case someone came home. When she got out of
the shower, she walked into her room and dug around in her top drawer for
awhile. It took her forever to find it because she had hidden it so well, but
what she had was a pair of black thong panties that one of her friends had
given her. She knew her mom would be upset if she knew of the kind of sexy
lingerie that her daughter often wore, so she was always careful to keep it
hidden. Then she put on a matching black bra that was just a little bit too
tight for her. Her nipples practically burst through the fabric, making the bra
quite useless. Kerry walked back downstairs in her sexy lingerie and sat on the
couch to watch TV. For almost 45 minutes she sat there, watching music videos
absent-mindedly as she waited for the need to pee to overpower her.

All of a sudden she felt an incredible feeling of fullness in her bladder, and
quickly she stood up and pulled off her panties. She ran into the kitchen and
grabbed a glass. Standing in front of the mirror in her living room, completely
bare except for her bra, she started peeing into the glass.

Her piss started to fill the glass quickly, and it was almost overflowing by
the time she stopped peeing. Her urine was almost perfectly clear, with just a
slight tinge of yellow. The water had basically gone right through her,
unchanged.

Taking a deep breath, she raised the glass to her lips and let her hot liquid
waste flow down her throat. She gulped down the slightly salty fluid quickly,
and when she was done she gagged a little at the realization that she had just
drunk her own pee. But she had done it, and she was pleased.

She felt a tingling in her stomach, and she realized how much her body ached
for an orgasm. She jammed two fingers into her twelve-year-old snatch and
brought herself off quickly.

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Kerry quickened her pace as she walked through the forest preserve path on her
way home from school. She was absolutely dying to take a pee but she couldn't
risk wetting herself; there was a chance that her mother had come home from
work early.

Breaking into a trot, she made a left turn off of the pavement and onto a dirt
trail. She knew that within a quarter-mile or so she would reach a spot
completely hidden from the path where she could safely relieve herself.

Pressing her hand into her crotch, she ran faster, not caring that her pink
flowery sundress was rising and exposing her pink panties. Her desperation was
almost unbearable and she knew that she didn't have a second to spare.

She turned the corner that hid her from the path and squatted down. Before she
even had a chance to pull down her panties, something inside of her burst and
she started peeing herself.

Her hot yellow urine gushed out of her body and onto the dirt, hissing as it
bubbled up and dribbled downhill towards the creek. She moaned in relief as the
pressure on her bladder faded. But then she realized what a problem she now
had.

She had pulled up her dress to keep any pee from staining it, but her cotton
panties were soaked and wouldn't be dry for quite some time. Not only that, but
the aroma of her urine was to be a sure giveaway of her accident to anyone who
walked by her.

Her thoughts changed again when she felt a stirring deep in her bowels. She
remembered back to the morning, when she had woke up late and consequently did
not have time to poop. Now she didn't have any choice.

She pulled off her panties almost instantaneously and squatted down again. A
large turd began oozing out of her butt, and her face turned red with effort as
she pushed. It plopped on the dirt, and Kerry breathed a sigh of relief. If she
had pooped herself, there would have been no way she could hide it.

There was still the matter of her panties to attend to. She kneeled down next
to the creek and rinsed the panties off. She held them to her nose and sniffed;
only a slight aroma of urine remained. She stuffed the wet panties in her
bookbag and smoothed her skirt. She would have to be very careful on her walk
home not to expose herself.

She put the bag over her shoulder and started walking. Looking down, she almost
fainted when she realized that the material of her skirt had been pulled
completely above her pussy, revealing her most private crevice to anyone who
happened to look. She pulled the cotton material down, glancing around her.
Thank God that no one was around.

The fall breeze felt so good on her bottom and pussy. She realized how much she
enjoyed going without panties. After all, it would make her masturbation and
self-peeing a lot easier.

Without even realizing it she began whistling a happy tune. She knew that this
was going to continue to be a fun time in her life.

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