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Angie stood in front of her full-length bedroom
mirror and studied the attractive young woman in the
red dress who stood before her. She didn't look any
different from the way she had this morning, but be-
tween then and now Angie had graduated from high
school!
Never again would it be mindless homework and
which teacher was currently being an asshole and why.
But regardless of her status in life, Angie still en-
joyed looking at herself in the mirror. Especially
with her new red dress on, the one she had bought
especially for the party Mommy and Daddy had given her
this evening.
Her best friend and cousin, Annie, had told her
she looked just like the lady on the TV commercial, the
"lady in red" one. Sleek and sexy! Though it seemed
egotistical, Angie had to agree with Annie. The dress
did generate a fair bit of energy on its own, and on
her the effect was positively overwhelming. Her long
brown hair swept and shimmered as it flowed over her
shoulders and down her back. Her C cup breasts nicely
filled out the dress with just the right amount of
cleavage. Her long, smooth legs looked so inviting as
they streamed forth from the dress's skirt that gave
just the right amount of flair when she turned
abruptly.
Angie appreciated the way her firm young woman's
body was displayed to advantage in the sexy red wrap-
per. Of course Angie appreciated the way her lush
young body displayed to advantage even without adorn-
ment of any sort. For Angie, the only thing better
than studying herself in something sexy, was studying
herself wearing nothing at all!
After studying herself from multiple angles,
Angie reached around to the zipper of her dress. In
a moment, the dress was slipping off her shoulders and
down her long legs to form a puddle by her feet.
Angie resumed her contemplation of her magnifi-
cent, high school graduate body in the mirror. The
matching bra and panty set, the same flashing red as
her dress, looked fantastic on her. The bra cupped and
cradled her full, rounded C cup breasts. They thrust
forward proudly as though inviting one to reach out and
touch them. Her hips swelled gracefully around the
banding embrace of the panties. A slight shadowing at
her juncture hinted at the tufted crop of pussy fur
encased within.
After a few moments of appropriate contemplation
Angie's hands reached behind her back and released the
clasp of her bra. In a very coquettish manner, with
her left hand cupping and covering her right breast,
and her boobies 'appropriately' covered, her right hand
held her brassiere out at arms length and let it drop
to the floor.
Her hands, after teasingly covering her ripe
young breasts, moved upward until her fingers raked
through her hair. She twisted enticingly as her
fingers combed upward and outward through her long
thick brown hair. Her breasts were brought into even
greater erotic display as her hips undulated and her
torso twisted.
Was there ever a female as intensely erotic as
she? Were there ever breasts and full and round and
voluptuous? Was there ever a Mons as inviting to male
adoration? Probably yes. But certainly Angie's luscious
body ranked in there among the best!
Still slowly oscillating her luscious body,
Angie slipped her thumbs into the waistband of her
panties and slowly slid them down her long luscious
legs to the point where they could continue their
southward migration on their own. Angie stepped out
of the panties leaving them in the middle of the puddle
created by her red dress and continued to study her now
totally naked form in the mirror.
God her body was delicious! Pert brown nipples
stood firmly erect atop her firm round breasts. Her
aureola capped her firm luscious breasts with pert dark
circles enticing one's lips to seal over them and suck.
Her smooth soft abdomen tapered gracefully to her Venus
delta capped by soft wiry girl fur.
Totally content in her desirability as a woman
and her utter sexual appeal, Angie sauntered into her
bathroom for a long hot shower.
With a final posturing and display in front of
the bathroom mirror, Angie stepped into the shower and
let the hot spurting water play over her breasts.
As the water pounded against her scalp, Angie
cupped her full ripe breasts in her hands. It wasn't
so long ago that these heavy breasts were nothing but
hard little bumps under her nipples with little else
to proclaim their future glory. It was about that time
that Angie first learned the power of her femaleness.
She was just on the threshold of adolescence,
her future glorious breasts announcing themselves as
uncomfortably hard nubbins beneath her nipples. Though
her delta was still baby soft and smooth, occasionally
twinges of sexual tension would ripple through her
virgin folds.
It was on a warm summer Saturday afternoon when
she had observed Billy and Johnny, her two best play-
mates in the world, disappear into a crudely construct-
ed 'clubhouse' in Billy's backyard. Four other boys
were with them.
Angie approached the door of the structure only
to be rebuffed by Steve, the oldest of the boys. "You
can't play here!" he announced. "You have to have a
cock to play here! This is the Cock Club!" "And," he
added, "You don't have one!"
Angie's Aunt Jane discovered Angie sobbing in
her room. After a bit of calming and soothing, Aunt
Jane managed to uncover the basis of Angie's distress
through her sobs.
"Oh darling," Aunt Jane said. "I know it is
little comfort to you right now when you feel hurt and
rejected, but know that in a very short time those
cocks that those boys consider oh so important right
now will be far less important than something that YOU
have!"
Angie sniffled and wiped away a tear and looked
up at her Aunt Jane. "What's that?" she sniffled.
"Honey," Aunt Jane began. "You know that little
girls are made differently from little boys. Especially
down between their legs. And when little boys are
little, they think that the little extra thing dangling
down there makes them special and important. But in a
few years, as their bodies start to change and grow up,
and your body starts to change and you grow up, then
they will discover that what YOU have is infinitely
more interesting than what they have.
Your breasts will grow and your special girl
place will mature. Then they will fall all over them-
selves trying to impress you or get you interested in
them. And in trying to see or touch those special
parts of you they will do almost anything!
If you learn how to do it, you will be able to
have any boy doing almost anything for you!"
Aunt Jane left her with those words, and it was
as though a sudden brilliant light went on for Angie.
What Aunt Jane had told her was true! Even she, in her
nubile innocence, knew that the big boys were always
asking girls to go out with them. Girls only had to
look pretty and sexy and boys would take them places
and spend their money on them.
She suddenly realized that being female WAS
special! And just as significant, being female was
powerful!
Angie dried her tears and returned to the boys'
clubhouse. Through the gaps in the wooden door, she
could see that their "Cock Club" was just that! One
after another the boys would stand up in front on the
group, say something "nasty" whether it was the name
for a body part or some physical action, pull down
their pants, and expose themselves to the group.
Angie took a deep breath, then pulled the door
of the clubhouse open and marched inside. Steve
spouted, "I told you that you can't be here. You don't
have a cock and this is the Cock Club!"
Angie smiled sweetly at him and announced to
the group, "I just came by to tell all of you that I
don't want to be in your stupid club! I don't have a
cock and I'm glad. I have something lots more special!"
With that she thrust her thumbs into the waist-
band of her shorts and panties and quickly pushed them
down to mid-thigh. After a second of wiggling her
pelvis at the awestruck boys, she pulled her clothes
back into place and announced, "See! I have something
that you don't have and it's even better than your
stupid cocks!"
The boys were dumbstruck. None of them had ever
seen a female's apparatus before and they were amazed.
As Angie started to turn to leave, Billy jumped up.
"Hey Angie, don't leave." he said. "You know,
maybe you would like, you know, to hang out with us
awhile."
"I don't think so," she said and again turning
to leave. Suddenly Johnny jumped up, "I'll give you a
dollar if you pull your pants down again!"
The offer struck a responsive chord in Angie and
she turned and stared at the group. They were all
staring at her eagerly. Without stopping to think
about what was going on, Angie told him, "OK. Give me
the dollar."
With the dollar safely tucked into her shorts
pocket, Angie stood before the group of eager boys.
Again she hooked her thumbs into the waistband of her
shorts and panties and quickly whisked them down to
mid-thigh. A quick wiggle of her body and the shorts
and panties were back in place.
For the boys this was a thousand times better
than saying dirty words and exposing themselves to
other boys.
With her garments back in place Angie just stood
there looking at the six boys. With a little shrug,
she turned and started to leave again.
Suddenly Kenny piped up. "Angie. I'll give you
another dollar if you take off all your clothes!"
Angie looked him square in the face. "A dollar?"
she asked. "Five dollars!" she stated. "From each of
you!"
The amount was a fortune to each of the boys,
but the alternative, that of Angie leaving and them
never to see a girl up close again, was totally unac-
ceptable.
"OK," they announced, and proceeded to collect
their funds. "One more thing," Angie interjected. "If
I have to take my clothes off, all of you have to too!"
"OK," they muttered as they handed over their
collective fortune and stood about uncomfortably. "You
guys first." Angie announced.
The boys were none to certain about this turn of
events, but each was too afraid of getting Angie upset
and losing their look at a girl's thing to do anything
about it.
T-shirts, shorts and jeans began to be discarded
in a very matter of fact manner as the boys strove to
comply with Angie's condition. Soon all six boys were
standing around naked, their little winkies dangling in
front of them.
Angie looked from boy to boy staring not at
their faces but at their cocks. Each one was different!
Some were longer, some shorter. Some were thinner,
some thicker. Some had blunt, taut skinned heads with
little slits in the end; others had that end covered
with skin that tapered gracefully to a tip. Angie knew
that girls were not all exactly the same, but she had
no idea that boys could be THAT different from each
other.
Her understanding of female differences stemmed
from a day a couple of years back when her cousin Annie
was sleeping over. They had been sent off to bed with
orders to take a bath before tucking themselves in.
They were probably much to old for joint bathing
but since they were cousins it seemed innocent enough.
After sudsing and shampooing and splashing, the two
girls started tickling. The intimate contact resulting
from their horseplay soon became mutual curiosity.
The tickles became touches of discovery.
Intrigued with their sex play, the girls quickly dried
off and ran to bed so that Angie's Mom would think them
asleep.
Once Angie's Mom had ascertained that the girls
were in fact 'asleep,' they turned on the nightlight
and threw back the covers. Now their sex play recom-
menced in earnest.
In short order they discovered that while they
were both girls, they looked different 'down there.'
After quickly settling into what they would in later
years know as a '69' position, Angie and Annie each
commenced to explore her cousin's girlish goodies.
They discovered that Angie had a single tight little
slit separating her pouty fleshy mons. Annie's mons
were not as full, and her slit, instead of being a
single tight crease, was broader and had something at
the top. Whatever that thing was, they soon discovered
that it made Annie feel real nice when it was rubbed.
After a bit of study and exploration, they
discovered that Angie too had a spot that felt very
nice when touched, but that hers was hidden between
the fleshy folds of her girl thing. They both dis-
covered that they enjoyed exploring the other's body,
and having the other explore her own.
Stroking and touching the length of each other's
slit, they both soon became aware of the intensely
pleasurable sensations that this mutual exploration was
generating. Their mutual genital inspection revealed
that inside the little slit, in addition to their
urethras, there was another hole.
After each had explored these newfound trea-
sures, little Angie reversed direction and the two
little girls settled together each with their right
leg firmly between the thighs of her cousin.
Each girl's thigh pressed up tightly against her
cousin's hairless little quim. Firmly grasping hold of
the other's tight little butt for leverage and desper-
ately humping against each other's leg, their motions
became quicker and firmer as the two little girls soon
experienced the wonderful pulsations of their first
orgasms.
They settled down to sleep soon after, nestled
in each other's arms and each with more questions
raised than had been answered.
So while Angie had long since accepted the fact
that every girl was a little different, she had no idea
that boys could be as different from each other as they
were. Especially once the artificial influence of
circumcision was applied.
With the six boys squatting eagerly in front of
her, Angie took the hem of her T-shirt in her hands and
deftly pulled the shirt off over her head. Staring
defiantly at the boys, she once again hooked her thumbs
into the waistband of her shorts and panties, but this
time instead of halting at mid-thigh Angie swept the
garments all the way down and off.
With a look of confidence that reflected none of
her inner nervousness, Angie stood facing the boys, her
feet planted firmly apart and her hands on her hips,
the magic of young naked body on total display.
The boys were still a few years away from com-
pletely understanding the multiple delights and pos-
sibilities a naked female offered, and yet nature is
not to be denied.
As though connected to a single trigger, the six
assorted little peckers all rose to the horizontal as
one in homage to the lovely young lady exposing herself
to them.
If Angie was previously surprised by the varia-
tions in male appendages, she was now absolutely in
awe! That those flaccid little tubes of flesh could
get so much bigger and harder was incredible!
For the boys, the sight in front of them was
equally amazing. Angie's brief flashes earlier were
enough to spark curiosity and give a hint of the fasci-
nating little body contained within those pink shorts
and top. To have her all naked now though was great!
It was now possible to study her at length. Though
each of the boys knew that girls were different, and
some had even seen a baby sister during a diaper
change, this was something altogether different.
Of course girls didn't have cocks to pee with,
but just what did they have? The little slit at the
base of Angie's tummy did nothing to answer that
question. Was that slit down between her legs like the
little slit at the tip of their peckers?
Finally Jimmy could not stand that uncertainty
any longer and blurted, "Angie, what do girls pee
with?"
His fellows nodded dumb agreement with his
question to which Angie replied, "There's a little
hole where the pee comes out."
"But we can't see it!" they all whined.
Angie sat on a box in front of the group of boys
and spread her little legs wide apart. The boys were
amazed at how the little slit that started at Angie's
front went all the way down between her legs to where
the little lips flanking the slit merged into the
cheeks of her bum and little pussy slit became butt
crack.
Each boy was by now firmly grasping his rigid
little stiffie and stroking and pumping it as they
watched mesmerized by Angie as she carefully placed her
hands on each side of her slit and gently pulled the
lips of her little quim apart. "See!" she said.
The boys jostled each other for a better view.
Angie was so pink down there. And sure enough, there
was a little pee hole there. But even more fascinating
was a larger hole just beyond the pee hole. It was a
delicate flower of an opening.
"What's that for?" Johnny asked wide-eyed.
"That's where babies come out." Angie instruct-
ed, her own education having progressed considerably
since her first night of discovery with Annie.
The boys were fascinated by Angie's special
place, and the stroking of their cocks had assumed a
faster pace as they, totally without self-conscience,
masturbated in front of each other and Angie.
Some of the boys were still a bit too young to
achieve more than a very pleasurable pulsation and
feeling of relaxation. A few though moaned and with
eyes tightly clenched pumped several shots of thick
white goo out the tips of their peckers.
It was now Angie's turn to be amazed again, for
though what was pumping from the boys' cocks didn't
look like pee or smell like pee it was coming out of
the same hole! And the boy's who were shooting this
stuff sure seemed to like it!
This was something she and Annie were going to
have to talk about!
-=*=-
The hot water of the shower felt wonderful
pulsing over her shoulders, cascading around her
breasts and down her legs skirting her lush furry
pussy.
Absentmindedly Angie let her fingers trace over
her body following the course of the water until they
deviated and slid inward along the folds of her cunt.
Suddenly Angie was reminded of that summer night
several years ago when for the first time a boy touched
her down there in passion.
Again it was a summer Saturday. She had gone
to the beach with Joe, a boy she knew from school. He
was really nice: handsome, intelligent, and witty.
And best of all he knew how to make a girl feel special
and appreciated, like something more than a piece of
meat created for male amusement and naught else.
They had arrived at the beach late and after a
swim and catching the last of the afternoon's rays they
had watched the sun go down as they snacked on some
fruit she had brought.
The night was quite warm so she was hardly cold
despite the very brief pink bikini she was wearing.
Fortunately she had left the house that afternoon with
jeans and T-shirt over her suit for she knew her folks
would have a fit if they knew she even owned a suit
this sexy, never mind wearing it out in public. It was
not even that the suit was all that minimal. There
were plenty of thongs that showed a lot more. But the
sexiness of the suit, combined with Angie's own basic
allure, made a very volatile mix!
After their snack, they decided to walk along
the beach. Their walk took them into an area of dunes
at the far end of the beach and they snaked their way
through the huge hills of sand as they walked.
Joe spread out the towel he was carrying on the
sand and they sat together, rested, and watched the
stars coming out. They talked and held hands until Joe
leaned over and kissed her.
They lay back on the towel and their kisses
continued, becoming progressively more passion inspired
as their pulses quickened, their breathing deepened and
they both became very turned on!
Joe shifted his body to bring himself into
closer contact with her and Angie suddenly felt his
enormous erection pressing into her midsection. She
glanced down at this rigid prong stabbing into her
and was amazed to see how Joe's mammoth hard on had
lifted the front of his swim briefs right away from
his body.
Unlike so many boys that age, who thought of
nothing but their cocks and yet were strangely embar-
rassed lest someone see them, Joe was proud of his
physique and his Speedo briefs showed him to good
advantage.
Angie could see right into the pocket created
by Joe's thrusting cock and marveled at the thick base
of his cock and abundance of black pubic hair all on
display to her.
"Joe honey!" was all Angie could manage as she
slipped her hand into his briefs and grabbed hold of
his cock. Her movements slipped the briefs off the
head of his pecker and it sprang forth long and hard.
Angie loved the velvety texture of Joe's cock
and she slid her hand over the length of his shaft.
This was no little boy's stiffie like she had seen in
the clubhouse those years before. This was the well-
developed tool of a young man fast approaching his
sexual maturity!
After several passes the length of his cock,
Angie's hand slipped lower and stroked and cradled
Joe's full heavy balls.
After luxuriating in Angie's soft caresses, Joe
again began kissing her deeply, his tongue lashing
against hers. He brought his free hand up and cupped
her ripe young breast.
As he squeezed and kneaded Angie's tit he could
feel her nipple harden beneath the thin material of the
bikini top.
Reaching behind her, Joe tugged the string tying
the top together and in a moment it was loose. Another
moment and Angie's bikini top was off altogether. Her
beautiful young breasts were now free to press against
Joe's chest unimpeded.
Joe resumed his tactile exploration of Angie's
lovely chest treasures. Her breasts were so great!
They were soft and firm and smooth and warm and ripe
and exciting! The tip of each breast was crowned by
rigid nipples standing a quarter inch above the rest
of her breast in the middle of the slightly darker
skin of her aureole. Joe let the nipple of her left
breast roll under his thumb as he lowered his lips to
the right. The nipple felt so good against his tongue
and Joe interspersed flicking her nipple with his
tongue with kissing and burying his face in the soft
resilient flesh of her breast.
Angie lay back and enjoyed the lovely sensations
Joe was creating for her, alternately rolling her
breast against Joe's face or thrusting her chest up to
force her breast or nipple more firmly and deeply into
Joe's sucking mouth.
While he continued to devour the luscious young
breasts being offered him, Joe slid his hand down over
the tight hard plane of Angie's stomach and down to her
hot crotch. Through the bikini panties Joe squeezed
the soft bulge of Angie's pussy. Encountering only
Angie's enthusiastic response to his manipulation, Joe
slid his hand back up her belly and then back down,
this time sliding inside Angie's tight pink bikini
bottoms.
Her snatch felt so wet and hot against his palm.
Joe ran his finger up and down the length of the flow-
ing slit. Angie just moaned with the exquisite plea-
sure of his touch and ground her pelvis more firmly
against Joe's probing hand.
Joe sat up and grasped both sides of the tiny
bikini panties. Deftly he slid them down and off
Angie's beautiful young body.
For the first time in her maturity, Angie was
naked in front of a boy. The evening air felt cool,
yet nice, against the heated flesh of her cunt. The
breeze cooled the moist lips of her twat.
Joe quickly slipped out of his swim briefs and
plastered his body back up against Angie's. They
kissed desperately, their hands roaming over the heated
flesh of the other.
Then Joe rolled over on top of Angie and fit
himself between her legs. Her legs parted to accom-
modate him and her thighs lifted toward her breasts to
angle her slit for better contact with Joe's huge,
throbbing erection.
"Now, baby. Now." Angie panted as she reached
down and grasped the shaft of Joe's hard on. She
guided his spear to the opening between her legs and
worked the tip of Joe's cock between the lips of her
cunt and into the mouth of her vagina. Her legs snaked
around Joe's back and pressed against his butt, keeping
place with the slow gentle sliding of Joe's cock into
her, until now unfucked, little pussy.
His cock felt so good slipping between her cunt
lips and into her tight young love tunnel. Joe too
reveled in the fantastic feeling of his stiff prick
sliding into Angie's hot, wet, clasping girl hole.
A brief discomfort, almost like a very hard
pinch, and Joe's cock had slid past the feeble barrier
of Angie's hymen and into the depths of her cunt.
Though still somewhat tender from the rupture
of her maidenhead, Angie luxuriated in the tremendous
feeling of fullness and contentment she derived from
being stuffed full of Joe's wonderful maleness.
Joe rolled his hips and stirred his shaft inside
Angie's lush honey pot.
Angie moaned with pleasure and buried her head
into Joe's shoulder as she clutched him tighter and
stretched her already wide spread thighs in an attempt
to obtain even more contact with this huge tool probing
and plunging inside her. In and out Joe's cock slid.
Angie loved the rippling of her cunt lips as they
furled over and were dragged inward with Joe's thrusts
only to be pulled outward again as Joe pulled his long
rod from her depths.
Over and over Joe drove his hardness into her
belly, faster and faster until he groaned and drove
his cock as deeply into her clasping tunnel as he
could.
Angie clutched him to her as he shuddered out
his release. Spurt after spurt after spurt of his
rich white semen pumped into her tight cunt, flooding
it to capacity, the excess oozing out around his cock
past the tight ring of Angie's cunt lips.
After a brief rest on their towel among-st the
dunes, they had made love a second time, that episode
bringing Angie to a tremendous, body-wracking climax.
-=*=-
Memories of that wonderful night drove Angie's
finger deep into her cunt as she stood there in the
shower. Every delicious thrust came back to Angie's
memory as her finger rode over her clit and alternately
over and into her cunt.
Not wanting to cum quite yet, Angie turned off
the shower and dried the water from her sexy young
body.
Slipping naked between her sheets, she let her
finger resume its tracings over her pussy. For some
incredible reason, a memory of when she had been a very
young girl came back to her.
She had been staying at her Grampa's and he had
been listening to a record on his phonograph. It was
a song from a musical from many years before, "South
Pacific" she thought the name of it had been.
Anyway, a woman was singing a song about how she
enjoyed being a girl. "She sure had that one right!"
thought Angie as her cunny rubbing brought on a
delicious, sweet little orgasm.
Satisfied and very content, Angie rolled over
and went to sleep.
mirror and studied the attractive young woman in the
red dress who stood before her. She didn't look any
different from the way she had this morning, but be-
tween then and now Angie had graduated from high
school!
Never again would it be mindless homework and
which teacher was currently being an asshole and why.
But regardless of her status in life, Angie still en-
joyed looking at herself in the mirror. Especially
with her new red dress on, the one she had bought
especially for the party Mommy and Daddy had given her
this evening.
Her best friend and cousin, Annie, had told her
she looked just like the lady on the TV commercial, the
"lady in red" one. Sleek and sexy! Though it seemed
egotistical, Angie had to agree with Annie. The dress
did generate a fair bit of energy on its own, and on
her the effect was positively overwhelming. Her long
brown hair swept and shimmered as it flowed over her
shoulders and down her back. Her C cup breasts nicely
filled out the dress with just the right amount of
cleavage. Her long, smooth legs looked so inviting as
they streamed forth from the dress's skirt that gave
just the right amount of flair when she turned
abruptly.
Angie appreciated the way her firm young woman's
body was displayed to advantage in the sexy red wrap-
per. Of course Angie appreciated the way her lush
young body displayed to advantage even without adorn-
ment of any sort. For Angie, the only thing better
than studying herself in something sexy, was studying
herself wearing nothing at all!
After studying herself from multiple angles,
Angie reached around to the zipper of her dress. In
a moment, the dress was slipping off her shoulders and
down her long legs to form a puddle by her feet.
Angie resumed her contemplation of her magnifi-
cent, high school graduate body in the mirror. The
matching bra and panty set, the same flashing red as
her dress, looked fantastic on her. The bra cupped and
cradled her full, rounded C cup breasts. They thrust
forward proudly as though inviting one to reach out and
touch them. Her hips swelled gracefully around the
banding embrace of the panties. A slight shadowing at
her juncture hinted at the tufted crop of pussy fur
encased within.
After a few moments of appropriate contemplation
Angie's hands reached behind her back and released the
clasp of her bra. In a very coquettish manner, with
her left hand cupping and covering her right breast,
and her boobies 'appropriately' covered, her right hand
held her brassiere out at arms length and let it drop
to the floor.
Her hands, after teasingly covering her ripe
young breasts, moved upward until her fingers raked
through her hair. She twisted enticingly as her
fingers combed upward and outward through her long
thick brown hair. Her breasts were brought into even
greater erotic display as her hips undulated and her
torso twisted.
Was there ever a female as intensely erotic as
she? Were there ever breasts and full and round and
voluptuous? Was there ever a Mons as inviting to male
adoration? Probably yes. But certainly Angie's luscious
body ranked in there among the best!
Still slowly oscillating her luscious body,
Angie slipped her thumbs into the waistband of her
panties and slowly slid them down her long luscious
legs to the point where they could continue their
southward migration on their own. Angie stepped out
of the panties leaving them in the middle of the puddle
created by her red dress and continued to study her now
totally naked form in the mirror.
God her body was delicious! Pert brown nipples
stood firmly erect atop her firm round breasts. Her
aureola capped her firm luscious breasts with pert dark
circles enticing one's lips to seal over them and suck.
Her smooth soft abdomen tapered gracefully to her Venus
delta capped by soft wiry girl fur.
Totally content in her desirability as a woman
and her utter sexual appeal, Angie sauntered into her
bathroom for a long hot shower.
With a final posturing and display in front of
the bathroom mirror, Angie stepped into the shower and
let the hot spurting water play over her breasts.
As the water pounded against her scalp, Angie
cupped her full ripe breasts in her hands. It wasn't
so long ago that these heavy breasts were nothing but
hard little bumps under her nipples with little else
to proclaim their future glory. It was about that time
that Angie first learned the power of her femaleness.
She was just on the threshold of adolescence,
her future glorious breasts announcing themselves as
uncomfortably hard nubbins beneath her nipples. Though
her delta was still baby soft and smooth, occasionally
twinges of sexual tension would ripple through her
virgin folds.
It was on a warm summer Saturday afternoon when
she had observed Billy and Johnny, her two best play-
mates in the world, disappear into a crudely construct-
ed 'clubhouse' in Billy's backyard. Four other boys
were with them.
Angie approached the door of the structure only
to be rebuffed by Steve, the oldest of the boys. "You
can't play here!" he announced. "You have to have a
cock to play here! This is the Cock Club!" "And," he
added, "You don't have one!"
Angie's Aunt Jane discovered Angie sobbing in
her room. After a bit of calming and soothing, Aunt
Jane managed to uncover the basis of Angie's distress
through her sobs.
"Oh darling," Aunt Jane said. "I know it is
little comfort to you right now when you feel hurt and
rejected, but know that in a very short time those
cocks that those boys consider oh so important right
now will be far less important than something that YOU
have!"
Angie sniffled and wiped away a tear and looked
up at her Aunt Jane. "What's that?" she sniffled.
"Honey," Aunt Jane began. "You know that little
girls are made differently from little boys. Especially
down between their legs. And when little boys are
little, they think that the little extra thing dangling
down there makes them special and important. But in a
few years, as their bodies start to change and grow up,
and your body starts to change and you grow up, then
they will discover that what YOU have is infinitely
more interesting than what they have.
Your breasts will grow and your special girl
place will mature. Then they will fall all over them-
selves trying to impress you or get you interested in
them. And in trying to see or touch those special
parts of you they will do almost anything!
If you learn how to do it, you will be able to
have any boy doing almost anything for you!"
Aunt Jane left her with those words, and it was
as though a sudden brilliant light went on for Angie.
What Aunt Jane had told her was true! Even she, in her
nubile innocence, knew that the big boys were always
asking girls to go out with them. Girls only had to
look pretty and sexy and boys would take them places
and spend their money on them.
She suddenly realized that being female WAS
special! And just as significant, being female was
powerful!
Angie dried her tears and returned to the boys'
clubhouse. Through the gaps in the wooden door, she
could see that their "Cock Club" was just that! One
after another the boys would stand up in front on the
group, say something "nasty" whether it was the name
for a body part or some physical action, pull down
their pants, and expose themselves to the group.
Angie took a deep breath, then pulled the door
of the clubhouse open and marched inside. Steve
spouted, "I told you that you can't be here. You don't
have a cock and this is the Cock Club!"
Angie smiled sweetly at him and announced to
the group, "I just came by to tell all of you that I
don't want to be in your stupid club! I don't have a
cock and I'm glad. I have something lots more special!"
With that she thrust her thumbs into the waist-
band of her shorts and panties and quickly pushed them
down to mid-thigh. After a second of wiggling her
pelvis at the awestruck boys, she pulled her clothes
back into place and announced, "See! I have something
that you don't have and it's even better than your
stupid cocks!"
The boys were dumbstruck. None of them had ever
seen a female's apparatus before and they were amazed.
As Angie started to turn to leave, Billy jumped up.
"Hey Angie, don't leave." he said. "You know,
maybe you would like, you know, to hang out with us
awhile."
"I don't think so," she said and again turning
to leave. Suddenly Johnny jumped up, "I'll give you a
dollar if you pull your pants down again!"
The offer struck a responsive chord in Angie and
she turned and stared at the group. They were all
staring at her eagerly. Without stopping to think
about what was going on, Angie told him, "OK. Give me
the dollar."
With the dollar safely tucked into her shorts
pocket, Angie stood before the group of eager boys.
Again she hooked her thumbs into the waistband of her
shorts and panties and quickly whisked them down to
mid-thigh. A quick wiggle of her body and the shorts
and panties were back in place.
For the boys this was a thousand times better
than saying dirty words and exposing themselves to
other boys.
With her garments back in place Angie just stood
there looking at the six boys. With a little shrug,
she turned and started to leave again.
Suddenly Kenny piped up. "Angie. I'll give you
another dollar if you take off all your clothes!"
Angie looked him square in the face. "A dollar?"
she asked. "Five dollars!" she stated. "From each of
you!"
The amount was a fortune to each of the boys,
but the alternative, that of Angie leaving and them
never to see a girl up close again, was totally unac-
ceptable.
"OK," they announced, and proceeded to collect
their funds. "One more thing," Angie interjected. "If
I have to take my clothes off, all of you have to too!"
"OK," they muttered as they handed over their
collective fortune and stood about uncomfortably. "You
guys first." Angie announced.
The boys were none to certain about this turn of
events, but each was too afraid of getting Angie upset
and losing their look at a girl's thing to do anything
about it.
T-shirts, shorts and jeans began to be discarded
in a very matter of fact manner as the boys strove to
comply with Angie's condition. Soon all six boys were
standing around naked, their little winkies dangling in
front of them.
Angie looked from boy to boy staring not at
their faces but at their cocks. Each one was different!
Some were longer, some shorter. Some were thinner,
some thicker. Some had blunt, taut skinned heads with
little slits in the end; others had that end covered
with skin that tapered gracefully to a tip. Angie knew
that girls were not all exactly the same, but she had
no idea that boys could be THAT different from each
other.
Her understanding of female differences stemmed
from a day a couple of years back when her cousin Annie
was sleeping over. They had been sent off to bed with
orders to take a bath before tucking themselves in.
They were probably much to old for joint bathing
but since they were cousins it seemed innocent enough.
After sudsing and shampooing and splashing, the two
girls started tickling. The intimate contact resulting
from their horseplay soon became mutual curiosity.
The tickles became touches of discovery.
Intrigued with their sex play, the girls quickly dried
off and ran to bed so that Angie's Mom would think them
asleep.
Once Angie's Mom had ascertained that the girls
were in fact 'asleep,' they turned on the nightlight
and threw back the covers. Now their sex play recom-
menced in earnest.
In short order they discovered that while they
were both girls, they looked different 'down there.'
After quickly settling into what they would in later
years know as a '69' position, Angie and Annie each
commenced to explore her cousin's girlish goodies.
They discovered that Angie had a single tight little
slit separating her pouty fleshy mons. Annie's mons
were not as full, and her slit, instead of being a
single tight crease, was broader and had something at
the top. Whatever that thing was, they soon discovered
that it made Annie feel real nice when it was rubbed.
After a bit of study and exploration, they
discovered that Angie too had a spot that felt very
nice when touched, but that hers was hidden between
the fleshy folds of her girl thing. They both dis-
covered that they enjoyed exploring the other's body,
and having the other explore her own.
Stroking and touching the length of each other's
slit, they both soon became aware of the intensely
pleasurable sensations that this mutual exploration was
generating. Their mutual genital inspection revealed
that inside the little slit, in addition to their
urethras, there was another hole.
After each had explored these newfound trea-
sures, little Angie reversed direction and the two
little girls settled together each with their right
leg firmly between the thighs of her cousin.
Each girl's thigh pressed up tightly against her
cousin's hairless little quim. Firmly grasping hold of
the other's tight little butt for leverage and desper-
ately humping against each other's leg, their motions
became quicker and firmer as the two little girls soon
experienced the wonderful pulsations of their first
orgasms.
They settled down to sleep soon after, nestled
in each other's arms and each with more questions
raised than had been answered.
So while Angie had long since accepted the fact
that every girl was a little different, she had no idea
that boys could be as different from each other as they
were. Especially once the artificial influence of
circumcision was applied.
With the six boys squatting eagerly in front of
her, Angie took the hem of her T-shirt in her hands and
deftly pulled the shirt off over her head. Staring
defiantly at the boys, she once again hooked her thumbs
into the waistband of her shorts and panties, but this
time instead of halting at mid-thigh Angie swept the
garments all the way down and off.
With a look of confidence that reflected none of
her inner nervousness, Angie stood facing the boys, her
feet planted firmly apart and her hands on her hips,
the magic of young naked body on total display.
The boys were still a few years away from com-
pletely understanding the multiple delights and pos-
sibilities a naked female offered, and yet nature is
not to be denied.
As though connected to a single trigger, the six
assorted little peckers all rose to the horizontal as
one in homage to the lovely young lady exposing herself
to them.
If Angie was previously surprised by the varia-
tions in male appendages, she was now absolutely in
awe! That those flaccid little tubes of flesh could
get so much bigger and harder was incredible!
For the boys, the sight in front of them was
equally amazing. Angie's brief flashes earlier were
enough to spark curiosity and give a hint of the fasci-
nating little body contained within those pink shorts
and top. To have her all naked now though was great!
It was now possible to study her at length. Though
each of the boys knew that girls were different, and
some had even seen a baby sister during a diaper
change, this was something altogether different.
Of course girls didn't have cocks to pee with,
but just what did they have? The little slit at the
base of Angie's tummy did nothing to answer that
question. Was that slit down between her legs like the
little slit at the tip of their peckers?
Finally Jimmy could not stand that uncertainty
any longer and blurted, "Angie, what do girls pee
with?"
His fellows nodded dumb agreement with his
question to which Angie replied, "There's a little
hole where the pee comes out."
"But we can't see it!" they all whined.
Angie sat on a box in front of the group of boys
and spread her little legs wide apart. The boys were
amazed at how the little slit that started at Angie's
front went all the way down between her legs to where
the little lips flanking the slit merged into the
cheeks of her bum and little pussy slit became butt
crack.
Each boy was by now firmly grasping his rigid
little stiffie and stroking and pumping it as they
watched mesmerized by Angie as she carefully placed her
hands on each side of her slit and gently pulled the
lips of her little quim apart. "See!" she said.
The boys jostled each other for a better view.
Angie was so pink down there. And sure enough, there
was a little pee hole there. But even more fascinating
was a larger hole just beyond the pee hole. It was a
delicate flower of an opening.
"What's that for?" Johnny asked wide-eyed.
"That's where babies come out." Angie instruct-
ed, her own education having progressed considerably
since her first night of discovery with Annie.
The boys were fascinated by Angie's special
place, and the stroking of their cocks had assumed a
faster pace as they, totally without self-conscience,
masturbated in front of each other and Angie.
Some of the boys were still a bit too young to
achieve more than a very pleasurable pulsation and
feeling of relaxation. A few though moaned and with
eyes tightly clenched pumped several shots of thick
white goo out the tips of their peckers.
It was now Angie's turn to be amazed again, for
though what was pumping from the boys' cocks didn't
look like pee or smell like pee it was coming out of
the same hole! And the boy's who were shooting this
stuff sure seemed to like it!
This was something she and Annie were going to
have to talk about!
-=*=-
The hot water of the shower felt wonderful
pulsing over her shoulders, cascading around her
breasts and down her legs skirting her lush furry
pussy.
Absentmindedly Angie let her fingers trace over
her body following the course of the water until they
deviated and slid inward along the folds of her cunt.
Suddenly Angie was reminded of that summer night
several years ago when for the first time a boy touched
her down there in passion.
Again it was a summer Saturday. She had gone
to the beach with Joe, a boy she knew from school. He
was really nice: handsome, intelligent, and witty.
And best of all he knew how to make a girl feel special
and appreciated, like something more than a piece of
meat created for male amusement and naught else.
They had arrived at the beach late and after a
swim and catching the last of the afternoon's rays they
had watched the sun go down as they snacked on some
fruit she had brought.
The night was quite warm so she was hardly cold
despite the very brief pink bikini she was wearing.
Fortunately she had left the house that afternoon with
jeans and T-shirt over her suit for she knew her folks
would have a fit if they knew she even owned a suit
this sexy, never mind wearing it out in public. It was
not even that the suit was all that minimal. There
were plenty of thongs that showed a lot more. But the
sexiness of the suit, combined with Angie's own basic
allure, made a very volatile mix!
After their snack, they decided to walk along
the beach. Their walk took them into an area of dunes
at the far end of the beach and they snaked their way
through the huge hills of sand as they walked.
Joe spread out the towel he was carrying on the
sand and they sat together, rested, and watched the
stars coming out. They talked and held hands until Joe
leaned over and kissed her.
They lay back on the towel and their kisses
continued, becoming progressively more passion inspired
as their pulses quickened, their breathing deepened and
they both became very turned on!
Joe shifted his body to bring himself into
closer contact with her and Angie suddenly felt his
enormous erection pressing into her midsection. She
glanced down at this rigid prong stabbing into her
and was amazed to see how Joe's mammoth hard on had
lifted the front of his swim briefs right away from
his body.
Unlike so many boys that age, who thought of
nothing but their cocks and yet were strangely embar-
rassed lest someone see them, Joe was proud of his
physique and his Speedo briefs showed him to good
advantage.
Angie could see right into the pocket created
by Joe's thrusting cock and marveled at the thick base
of his cock and abundance of black pubic hair all on
display to her.
"Joe honey!" was all Angie could manage as she
slipped her hand into his briefs and grabbed hold of
his cock. Her movements slipped the briefs off the
head of his pecker and it sprang forth long and hard.
Angie loved the velvety texture of Joe's cock
and she slid her hand over the length of his shaft.
This was no little boy's stiffie like she had seen in
the clubhouse those years before. This was the well-
developed tool of a young man fast approaching his
sexual maturity!
After several passes the length of his cock,
Angie's hand slipped lower and stroked and cradled
Joe's full heavy balls.
After luxuriating in Angie's soft caresses, Joe
again began kissing her deeply, his tongue lashing
against hers. He brought his free hand up and cupped
her ripe young breast.
As he squeezed and kneaded Angie's tit he could
feel her nipple harden beneath the thin material of the
bikini top.
Reaching behind her, Joe tugged the string tying
the top together and in a moment it was loose. Another
moment and Angie's bikini top was off altogether. Her
beautiful young breasts were now free to press against
Joe's chest unimpeded.
Joe resumed his tactile exploration of Angie's
lovely chest treasures. Her breasts were so great!
They were soft and firm and smooth and warm and ripe
and exciting! The tip of each breast was crowned by
rigid nipples standing a quarter inch above the rest
of her breast in the middle of the slightly darker
skin of her aureole. Joe let the nipple of her left
breast roll under his thumb as he lowered his lips to
the right. The nipple felt so good against his tongue
and Joe interspersed flicking her nipple with his
tongue with kissing and burying his face in the soft
resilient flesh of her breast.
Angie lay back and enjoyed the lovely sensations
Joe was creating for her, alternately rolling her
breast against Joe's face or thrusting her chest up to
force her breast or nipple more firmly and deeply into
Joe's sucking mouth.
While he continued to devour the luscious young
breasts being offered him, Joe slid his hand down over
the tight hard plane of Angie's stomach and down to her
hot crotch. Through the bikini panties Joe squeezed
the soft bulge of Angie's pussy. Encountering only
Angie's enthusiastic response to his manipulation, Joe
slid his hand back up her belly and then back down,
this time sliding inside Angie's tight pink bikini
bottoms.
Her snatch felt so wet and hot against his palm.
Joe ran his finger up and down the length of the flow-
ing slit. Angie just moaned with the exquisite plea-
sure of his touch and ground her pelvis more firmly
against Joe's probing hand.
Joe sat up and grasped both sides of the tiny
bikini panties. Deftly he slid them down and off
Angie's beautiful young body.
For the first time in her maturity, Angie was
naked in front of a boy. The evening air felt cool,
yet nice, against the heated flesh of her cunt. The
breeze cooled the moist lips of her twat.
Joe quickly slipped out of his swim briefs and
plastered his body back up against Angie's. They
kissed desperately, their hands roaming over the heated
flesh of the other.
Then Joe rolled over on top of Angie and fit
himself between her legs. Her legs parted to accom-
modate him and her thighs lifted toward her breasts to
angle her slit for better contact with Joe's huge,
throbbing erection.
"Now, baby. Now." Angie panted as she reached
down and grasped the shaft of Joe's hard on. She
guided his spear to the opening between her legs and
worked the tip of Joe's cock between the lips of her
cunt and into the mouth of her vagina. Her legs snaked
around Joe's back and pressed against his butt, keeping
place with the slow gentle sliding of Joe's cock into
her, until now unfucked, little pussy.
His cock felt so good slipping between her cunt
lips and into her tight young love tunnel. Joe too
reveled in the fantastic feeling of his stiff prick
sliding into Angie's hot, wet, clasping girl hole.
A brief discomfort, almost like a very hard
pinch, and Joe's cock had slid past the feeble barrier
of Angie's hymen and into the depths of her cunt.
Though still somewhat tender from the rupture
of her maidenhead, Angie luxuriated in the tremendous
feeling of fullness and contentment she derived from
being stuffed full of Joe's wonderful maleness.
Joe rolled his hips and stirred his shaft inside
Angie's lush honey pot.
Angie moaned with pleasure and buried her head
into Joe's shoulder as she clutched him tighter and
stretched her already wide spread thighs in an attempt
to obtain even more contact with this huge tool probing
and plunging inside her. In and out Joe's cock slid.
Angie loved the rippling of her cunt lips as they
furled over and were dragged inward with Joe's thrusts
only to be pulled outward again as Joe pulled his long
rod from her depths.
Over and over Joe drove his hardness into her
belly, faster and faster until he groaned and drove
his cock as deeply into her clasping tunnel as he
could.
Angie clutched him to her as he shuddered out
his release. Spurt after spurt after spurt of his
rich white semen pumped into her tight cunt, flooding
it to capacity, the excess oozing out around his cock
past the tight ring of Angie's cunt lips.
After a brief rest on their towel among-st the
dunes, they had made love a second time, that episode
bringing Angie to a tremendous, body-wracking climax.
-=*=-
Memories of that wonderful night drove Angie's
finger deep into her cunt as she stood there in the
shower. Every delicious thrust came back to Angie's
memory as her finger rode over her clit and alternately
over and into her cunt.
Not wanting to cum quite yet, Angie turned off
the shower and dried the water from her sexy young
body.
Slipping naked between her sheets, she let her
finger resume its tracings over her pussy. For some
incredible reason, a memory of when she had been a very
young girl came back to her.
She had been staying at her Grampa's and he had
been listening to a record on his phonograph. It was
a song from a musical from many years before, "South
Pacific" she thought the name of it had been.
Anyway, a woman was singing a song about how she
enjoyed being a girl. "She sure had that one right!"
thought Angie as her cunny rubbing brought on a
delicious, sweet little orgasm.
Satisfied and very content, Angie rolled over
and went to sleep.
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