Ted Leonard - Daughter digs dogs

Pretty young Karen Ames got home from school and hurried to her bedroom. Her mother wouldn't be home from work until five o'clock. Karen liked that. With no father to boss her around, it was nice to be totally free of parental guidance from time to time.

These were special hours to Karen. Unlike other girls who indulged in sports and other activities after school, Karen liked to be alone with her thoughts. She was a thinking girl.

She sat at her dressing table, unlocked a small drawer, and pulled out her diary and her pen with purple ink. She spread the book open and wrote:

Dear Diary,

It happened again today in class. When I crossed my legs and squeezed my thighs together real hard, my you-know-what got very wet. Seeing Robbie Anderson in his new turtleneck sweater helped. So did Mr. Turner. He sure looks at me hard lately! It's all so new and exciting! I bent over to get my pencil that I dropped and Mr. Turner's eyes just stared into the neck of my dress. That made my titties feel funny, if you know what I mean. I know what he'd like to do to them! And I know what Robbie would like to do under my dress. What a cute boy!

Karen giggled and closed her diary. She carefully replaced it in its drawer with the pen. She locked the drawer and put the key back in its hiding place behind the framed picture of herself in her first bikini.

Karen gazed at the photo for several moments, remembering that summer on the beach. She'd finally gotten her mother to lighten up and let her purchase a teeny-weeny blue bikini. She had loved it. Last summer had been very exciting for her, twitching her cute ass around the beach and knowing that male gazes were devouring her. She had felt luscious.

She felt luscious now, too. She pushed away from the dresser and turned to the full-length mirror on the opposite wall. She stared up and down her curvy young body. Thoughts of Robbie and her teacher made her nipples stand up inside her dress and bra. She felt a slight stirring in her cunt.

"Mmmmmm," she moaned softly. She kicked off her sandals and unzipped her dress. She shrugged her smooth white shoulders and the dress slipped down to her jutting tits. Smiling softly, she pulled the dress over the points of her cute tits and let it slither down the length of her body.

She stepped out of her dress and picked it up, then carried it to the closet and hung it neatly on a hanger. She returned to the mirror and gazed at herself in her new bikini undies. She lifted her small hands to her thrusting tits and smoothed over them. She liked the way the bra was made, so small and cute. Two small triangles of see-through green material barely covered the thrust of her developing tits. She peeled the bra off and tossed it onto her bed.

Her hands quickly returned to her tits. She toyed with her pink nipples, which immediately stood up and tingled to her touch. She liked that. She stood for some time just playing with her spiking nipples, getting to know and appreciate the feelings she could give herself.

As her fingertips slowly teased the pink buds, she thought about something she'd not yet seen with her own eyes, cock. Did Mr. Turner get a hard-on when he looked at her? she wondered. And how about Robbie? Was his prick stiff when she looked at him?

Fucking was a mystery to Karen. She sighed and squeezed her tits lightly as she recalled all the girl-talk in school about boys and hard-ons and cum and fucking. It thoroughly fascinated her that boys got stiff pricks once in a while around girls. She remembered the dance, when Billy Joe had pushed up against her and she'd felt his boner throbbing against her pussy. What a feeling!

It had embarrassed her then that it didn't shame her. Actually, she had liked the feel of his prick, and she'd danced ten dances with the boy. She wasn't embarrassed now, though, as she recalled the incident. Now she thought it would be very nice to have a cock throbbing up against her cunt.

The thought of her cunt made her drop her gaze to her little green panties. Cupping her naked tits, she hunched her hips forward a little and opened her thighs. She gazed at her patch of furry pussy-hair showing through the thin material of her panties.

There was the big secret, she knew. Right at the bottom of the V of her green panties was the thing all boys and even men wanted from a girl her pussy.

She slipped her hands down to her slim waist. Her thumbs hooked into the waistband of her panties and she lowered them until her blonde cunt-hair peeked out. Then she ran her thumbs around in back and pushed her panties down in the rear. She had a firm, round ass, and she had to wiggle a little to get the panties below her protruding ass-cheeks.

Karen leaned over and shoved the panties all the way down to her ankles. Her tits were still firm and pointed two perfect pyramids. Bent over as she was, stepping out of her panties, her ass writhed, and for a moment, her thighs came together and her sweet little cunt peeked from between them, her pussy-lips pressed together by the pressure of her legs.

She tossed the panties onto the bed with her bra and stood before her mirror, admiring herself. She ran a hand down over her smooth, flat tummy. Her fingers snaked through the softness of her pussy-hair. She touched her pussy-lips.

"Ummmm," she moaned.

She set her feet apart and hunched her hips forward again so she could get her fingers onto her cunt. Her middle finger automatically went to her clit. Her clit shot up like her nipples to her touch, and she made a soft sound as she slowly rubbed it into stiffness.

She may not have known much about boys and men and stiff cocks, but she sure knew a lot about her own pussy. She loved to make her cunt come.

Her eyelids became heavy as her fingers grew bolder around her pussy. Her back arched and her knees bent a little. She spread her thighs and finally did what she'd been thinking about all day. She inched her slender middle finger up into the hotness of her wet cunt-hole.

"Ohhhhh," she whimpered, getting familiar good feelings in her pussy.

Her ripe, pouting lips parted. Her pink tongue slithered across them repeatedly as she started running the full length of her finger in and out of her squirming cunt-mouth.

"Uh-uh-uh!" she started grunting. Her pussy started twisting, and she began humping it on her drilling finger. Her eyes rolled in her head and she gasped for breath. She felt her orgasm building up violently in her straining belly.

Close to orgasm, she looked drugged and helpless with fuck-feelings. Her whole body took on an aura of lusciousness, and she sank to the small chair she kept near the mirror. Her lovely body sagged in it, and her knees fell wide open. Her soaked finger never stopped pistoning in and out of her tight little cunt-hole.

"Oh! Oh! Ohhhhhh!" she squealed suddenly.

Her head twisted back and her eyes closed. Her mouth flew open and her tongue lashed viciously all around her sensitive lips. Her tits arched and strained and jutted hard, heaving in the air as her ass twisted and writhed on the chair.

"Ohhhhhmmmmmmm!" she moaned lewdly, and fucked her cunt furiously on her drilling finger. Great spasms of sexual pleasure engulfed her, and she went out of her head with secret, private joy.

She thrust her pussy up in the air, lifting her ass right off the seat. Her thumb and fore-finger grasped her quivering clit and squeezed the hell out of it while her two middle fingers rammed up into her coming little cunt.

Huge waves of sensation washed over her as she whipped and jerked and her pussy flooded with fuck juices. She shrieked and caught her lower lip between her teeth and fucked her probing, drilling fingers. She wrenched her hot cunt up and down and back and forth as she came. Lots and lots of silky cunt fluids came oozing from her pussy-mouth. They drenched her naughty fingers and dribbled down her cunt into her twisting ass-crack.