Unknown - Masturbating Little Girls

She was whimpering, working so hard the sheets were covered with sweat, her little ass rotating down, as her fingers penetrated her bush and stirred it up. She let her pinky slide into her ass, and loved the complex of sensations that rushed at her. What a wonderful fantasy, Gregg provided. She didn't even really know what he looked like, and she could construct him in her mind, make him even more perfect than anyone could ever hope to be.

"Oh Gregg! I'm coming! Oh Gregg! Work on my pussy with your tongue, lover!"

Her nipples got sore and she returned her hands to her cunt, really concentrating on her little clitoris which seemed to be the easiest to ignite.

Her young body, aching for a man, was finding its own satisfaction in her masturbating, but it was a satisfaction that required intense concentration.

She thought of Manny, lying on the grass stroking his long cock, jerking it like mad, looking at her as she posed for him. That had been a kick.

The next image that filled her head, and the one that took her over the line and into a wave of orgasmic bliss, was of. Manny, jerking his cock to her image, while Gregg gave it to her in her pussy with his own stiff cock.

She loved to imagine herself being needed and desired by many men, and the thought of pleasing them both at once, and one without as much as a touch, really caused her to steam up. Her little body went into a furious dance, and the balls of her ass shook the sheets as they rotated, pushing her cunt down on her stiff fingers.

"Gregg, I'm coming! Oh, Manny, jerk that hot cock for me!" she moaned, as her body allowed her the release she craved for.

After she came, she wanted to get up and wash, but her body felt so fatigued, so overcome by the activities of the past fifteen minutes, that all she could do was lie there. She fell asleep, holding onto her fantasy world until the great black abstraction of sleep took a final hold on her.

Jody woke up and showered, feeling refreshed and alive at once. It was Friday, and that meant that there was going to be some socializing. in fact, there was a dance scheduled for that evening. Of course, there would be chaperones up the ass, but that didn't mean that two clever young bodies couldn't slide away and warm each other up.

The day drifted by, and she hardly paid any attention at all, being caught up in the wonderful fantasies of Gregg. She'd gotten word of a few new arrivals since the week began, but for some reason, and Susie probably had a lot to do with it, Gregg stood out, and it was Gregg that she was going to make her play for.

Of course it helped to have Manny as a partisan. He didn't like setting up another guy for some of her sweet little ass, but he'd do what he had to do. Jody knew she had control of Manny, at least to a point, and if she acted a certain way and took care of him also.

That was no problem before the dance, Jody and Susie helped each other prepare.

"I think I'll skip the panties," Jody said. "What?" Susie looked astonished.

"I said, I think I'll just skip the panties. Won't that be a thrill, when he puts his hands up my skirt, and there's only me up there!"

"Wow! That is an idea!" Susie said.

"Yeah, that's what I'll do."

"But what if someone notices? I mean, how the hell would you explain that one?"

"I can say I forgot. That's all. I can just say I forgot!"

Jody said it again, seemingly to convince herself that her excuse sounded realistic. At any rate, she'd decided to skip the panties, so why worry about something you're going to do anyway?

"You're crazy," Susie said, "but I like it!" Jody laughed. She liked that kind of affirmation. She felt that she had balls, guts, when it came to sex, and she wanted other girls to know that. She wanted people to talk about her as a hot firecracker. That's how she saw herself, most of the time.

The dance started out slow, with the adults in full control. There was very little booze, but just a little, slipped into cokes and consumed in stalls in the bathrooms, and someone came up with an occasional joint of marijuana.

Jody scanned the room for Manny, even long before most of the boys had shown up. He didn't seem to be in sight, and Susie was getting nervous, because she wanted to get it on with Manny that night. They clung close together, Susie and Jody, checking out the new arrivals, growing impatient by eight o'clock.

A little before nine, Manny came storming in with Gregg, and they approached the two girls right away. Jody and Susie had been mingling, but they were so distracted that most of the people they talked to could tell, and so after awhile, they kept to themselves. All of a sudden, there they were! The boys they'd been waiting for!

"Susie, and Jody, I want you to meet Gregg. He's new at MacIntyre's."

Manny beamed, as though he'd been bred especially for formal introductions.

"Hello, girls. So you're Jody," Gregg said, taking her arm at once and leading her onto the dance floor.

It just so happens they were playing a slow record, and that bit of luck gave Jody her first taste of things to come.

Gregg wasn't shy at all, and he held her tightly around her waist, his hand flat on her back, pushing her breasts to his chest. They had to be careful, dancing like that, about who was standing close, but Jody managed to devote one eye to scanning the area, making sure none of the anti-happiness squad was around.

He was everything she'd conjured last night. He was around a foot taller than she was, with curly black hair and a very tight body. Not an ounce of extra meat anywhere, but just solid muscle, which she could feel clearly defined through his white shirt and thin sports jacket.

Jody could also tell that Gregg knew how to hold a girl, and how to move her around. Their bodies responded well to each other, and not at all like they'd just met a moment ago.

She pressed her leg to his crotch, and he smiled, his hand moving through the lavish blonde hair, to stroke the soft nape of her neck.

"Gregg, you really dance!"

"Jody, Manny's been telling me I have to meet you. I see he was right about that."

She blushed, her pale skin filling with color, and her eyes lowered. He kept staring at her, and stroking her nape with a soft hand.

They were dancing in such a way, that his back was to the wall, and Jody wasn't surprised when Gregg's hand dropped from her waist and fell lightly on the balls of her buttocks. He was very brazen, looking at her eyes all the time, as his hand tightened, squeezing her, feeling the tight shape of her young body.

"That feels nice," she let out.

She wondered if he noticed that there was nothing on under the skirt. He didn't seem to, but, she figured him to be a quick one, and she thought he might have guessed it the moment he looked at her.

It sure made a difference to her, wearing no panties. She could feel the moist dew on her pussy already, and her thighs rubbed together in such a way, that she was ready to take his cock out right there on the dance floor! Now that would be a mistake, she told herself, snapping back to sanity before it got too late.

The dance ended, but they stayed very close together. Soon though, they felt self-conscious, and Jody especially, was afraid of a verbal reprimand, so they just held hands, or that is, he took her by the hand, and led her off the dance floor.

Some fast numbers came up and they sat them out, getting to know each other a little, which was hard in the face of all that noise and confusion.

"Well, it has its advantages, like being close to MacIntyre's place, for instance."

She let out a laugh, and he could tell by the way she touched him, a casual hand coming up and stroking his cheek, that he turned her on, that she wanted him.

After all the things Manny told him about Jody, she was the only girl there he even bothered to look at. She did live up to her description, though. Her blonde hair was sweet and pretty, and her eyes were something else again! Her body was young, but her breasts were fairly full, and certainly well-formed.