Unknown: Masturbating Little Girls

Her hand moved down to his basket and kneaded the warm mound, warm even in the cold of the woodshed.

"Mmmmmm, that feels good," he said. She helped him out of his jacket and they sank to the blankets on the floor. He lay down on top of her.

"Let's streak the headmaster's office tomorrow," he said, before placing his lips on hers and tonguing her expertly.

"Mmmmmmm," was her only answer. She parted her lips and let his warm tongue enter her mouth. She felt his tongue play over her teeth and tongue and sighed deeply. Her whole body sighed at the relief of being with her boyfriend again.

Manny's hand went down her body and over her hips. He loved the soft and undulating curves of her body. She had small tits, but a lovely ass, plus a beautiful face. She was a find.

His hand caressed her pussy, underneath her woolen slacks. "Ohhhhhh," she moaned.

"Let me see you play with yourself," he begged. "I love to watch you."

She complied. Her hand went down between her legs and she began prodding her pussy into action. "Oh, no, I did this all last night. You do it now. You're here. That's what you're for, silly." She withdrew her hand and replaced it with his own.

"Okay," he said. "THIS time." He undid the fly of her slacks and massaged her mound under her panties.

Then his cold hand went down underneath the elastic waist and found her bare and lovely pussy.

"Oooooh, it's cold!" she protested. "Mmmmmm, oh, that feels good." She soon got used to it.

And his hand warmed up in her hot crotch. "You do have the loveliest pussy this side of the Connecticut River," he said.

"Thank you," she said, smiling. "Tell me about the others."

"They're not as lovely," he said, jutting a finger up her hole. She groaned.

"Oh, that feels so good," she sighed. "Mmmmmmm. Oh, do it some more. Oh, Manny, put two fingers in. You know I like it so."

They had known each other for precisely two and one half months. They had explored each other's bodies thoroughly.

Two of his fingers fit her perfectly. She felt them deep up her now and she was very, very satisfied.

"Oh, you're so wet," he said. "Mmmmm, I feel your thick cunt juice. Oh, man, do I love to feel you there."

Jody could only moan. "Oh, more, oh, do it more, oh, go deeper. Oh, it feels so good. Oh, man, mmmmmmm. Oh, honey!"

He kept finger-fucking her until he heard a final burst of pleasure, in her cunt and on her lips. Her groin thrust way up to meet his prodding fingers and sank back finally to the bed of blankets.

"Oh, honey, oh, Manny, oh, that felt good." She laughed and shuddered and smiled sweetly up at him.

"Oh, that's so much better than by long distance!" she added. "Sex by telephone just ain't the same," she said, shaking her head back and forth on the blanket that served as a pillow under her head. "No way!"

His hand seized her own and brought it to its rightful place on his crotch. "Do me," he pleaded. "I thought about you all last night. I must have masturbated a dozen times."

"Where?" she asked, looking up at him and trying to imagine him all alone in his dormitory room, masturbating. "In bed or in the john?"

"Everywhere," he said. "Both places. And your image dangled all the time above my head. Right up here," he said, raising his hand to a foot above him.

"Oh, that's nice," she said, giggling. "It's nice to know I was up there. I was your muse of masturbation."

"Very amusing," he said. "Yes." He grinned above her, his lips nearly touching her own. She felt his warm breath on her face. Their breaths together made a cloud in the air of the frosty woodshed.

"My gosh, it's cold in here," she exclaimed. "But you're so warm on top of me, I barely notice."

His mouth went down to her breast and she felt his warm lips and breath on it.

Her fingers undid his fly. She could do that with her eyes closed. She reached into his jocks and sprung the cock out. It was like a jack in the box. A cock in the box.

He had a good eight inches. He was very proud of it. And she was too.

She told him once he was the best hung man on campus. He asked her how she knew.

She smiled mysteriously each time he asked.

Right now he was feeling her cold, cold hands on his warm cock. He was nearly creaming already. Her cold hands had the effect of someone throwing ice cubes on him. It was definitely heightening.

She jacked his cock into a ballooning erection. She watched her hands in motion. She loved the feel of the hard, pulsating muscle.

She played with it as he had once instructed her. It was the only instruction she ever needed. he fingered it skillfully and he creamed in her palm.

"Mmmmmmm," he groaned, feeling tremendous relief. He came so much lately, he couldn't keep count. And he couldn't keep from coming. He could think of nothing else but sex lately. He didn't fight it. He just accepted it.

He was erect again all ready. That was his pattern. He would cream, and then the irrepressible thing would spring to action again.

It was truly amazing.

He raised her sweater and sucked on her bare tits. He ran his tongue all over both of them.

He tongued the nipples and they erected pertly to his tonguings.

"Mmmmmmm," she moaned, loving the wet warmth on her nipples.

She helped him pull her slacks off her and then her panties. Her pussy shivered in the cold.

"Oh, Manny," she groaned. "How long are we going to have to put up with this? Can't we find anther place?"

"I'll work on it," he said. His hands were warm now and he fingered her tight little cunt.

He enjoyed playing with her clit. He rubbed and rubbed the little knob and felt it erect and blossom under his. touch.

She squirmed and moaned. She forgot about the cold. "Ohhhhh, do that some more. Oh, that feels so good. Hey, oh, yes, right there. No higher.

Lower. To the right. I mean left. Yeah, right there."

She spread her thighs and watched his hand down there between her legs.

She loved the feel of it, and loved to watch it. She wished there were mirrors all around the walls of the woodshed so they could watch themselves.

Susie's mother had a bedroom just like that. Susie's parents were divorced. Her mother had two steady boyfriends. One was married to another woman. One was for the long nights when her true love could not be with her.

Jody made up her mind that she would have a bedroom just like that when she had her own apartment. She refused to say "when I grow up." Jody felt very mature. Having sex made her feel very mature, even at fourteen. She felt grown up already.

Manny had a surprise for her then. His hand left her clit and snuggled under her small, round ass cheeks.

His finger found her secret back door and entered. Without knocking. His finger walked right in and thrust up the long tight passageway.

"Oh!" exclaimed Jody, feeling the erotic shock of his finger up her backside, up her puckered hole.

"You like that, don't you?" said Manny, looking at her, grinning. "Wish I could feed you my cock up your ass."

"That would be delectable," she agreed, pausing in her pleasure. "But only if you shrink it first. You know, take the air out."

"Impossible," he said. "It's always erect." He shrugged, while she shook her head. "I can't help it."

"Maybe after we have our four kids, I'll be all stretched."

"Silly, you don't have kids out your backside. What does that have to do with it?" He laughed.

"You're making me delirious. My thinking is coming out crooked. Oh, keep doing that, honey. I'm losing my mind. It's wonderful."

She felt his long and thick finger go in and out of her. She rode up and down on it, posting as she would on her horse back home. She loved riding horseback and she loved riding cocks in her asshole.

"Can I help?" she suggested.