Tom James: Naughty schoolgirl

"AHHHHHH!" Pauline jerked her hips wildly. "More!"

Jenny was only too happy to oblige. She fastened her lips around the tiny bump of flesh and licked it, sucking as hard and as often as she could.

The effect on Pauline was fantastic. The woman became a writhing, twisting, moaning animal, her fingers digging at Jenny's scalp frantically. She arched her back and shuddered again and again, screaming each time Jenny's tongue touched her button.

"Yes!! Eat me! You fucking bitch! Eat meeeeeeee!" Pauline screamed and moaned, no longer able to control herself.

Jenny felt Pauline's cunt jerk away from her, and the teen-ager grabbed the writhing woman's hips with both hands. Pressing her down, Jenny pulled the wet pussy lips open again and her thumbs pressed down on either side of Pauline's clit, forcing it upward.

Pauline gave a strangled gasp and her eyes rolled up. She gave one huge shudder and collapsed, her legs twitching as she passed out.

"Hi, Mom!" said Jenny, a big smile on her face, as she dashed into the kitchen and gave her mother a kiss.

"Hi, honey. You're later then usual. Anything happen?" Linda Armstrong smiled at her daughter.

Jenny turned so that her mother wouldn't see her blushing. If Mom only knew, she thought!

"No, nothing special," she said casually.

"Well, go do your homework. Dinner's in the oven and we'll be eating in a little while."

Jenny nodded and went to her room. She shut the door and dumped her books on the bed. Turning around, she looked at herself in the full-length mirror on her closet door. She had often looked at herself naked in the mirror, but now there was a special reason.

The teen-ager pulled her clothes off and stood in front of the mirror, looking at herself. She was used to the sight of her swiftly ripening breasts, capped with pink-brown nipples that changed from flat, soft bumps to thick, hot spikes whenever she touched them. The sight of the fine mat of hair in her pussy was nothing new, either. But beneath the hair, Jenny realized, lay a wonderful secret.

Lips parted slightly with anticipation, the teen-ager gently reached between her legs and pulled her pussy open. She was pleasantly surprised at the wet, pink flesh she exposed. Pulling harder, Jenny gasped. Her fingers had touched something!

There! That little bump of flesh that seemed to invite her to touch it. Was that it?

"Uhhhh!" Jenny shuddered as she ran her finger across the bump. Her stomach knotted up and a wonderful ache began in her cunt. She kept rubbing the bump lightly and the ache grew bigger, spreading up her body into her breasts.

"Yes, ohhh yes," Jenny breathed. She'd found it!

"AHHH!" She choked back her scream of pleasure as her body reacted. Her knees went weak and she stumbled to her bed and fell down on it, her hand still gently stroking her pussy.

"Clit," Jenny said remembering the word Pauline had used. "Clit," she repeated. All she had to do was touch it the right way and she blew apart!

"Ummm!" Jenny hugged herself with delight. She wished she had a friend to share her new secret with, but there was no one she was really close to except her brother, Steve, and Jenny felt something like this was a little too personal to talk about.

She put on her panties and a ragged pair of jeans. She thought about putting her bra back on, but decided not to. She got an old shirt out and put it on, carefully buttoning it up so that her mother would not notice the lack of a bra.

Dinner that night was as noisy as usual. Her brother, Steve, a year older then her, teased her slightly and she replied in kind.

After dinner, Jenny helped her mother wash and dry the dishes. She felt there was something strained about her mother's attitude, but didn't feel it her place to speak up.

"Jenny," Linda smiled at her daughter.

"Uh huh?" Jenny carefully dried a glass and put it away.

"Honey, I… I want to talk to you a little bit." Linda looked troubled.

"Sure, Mom." Jenny smiled at her.

"Honey, please wear a bra from now on, would you?" Linda asked blushing slightly.

Jenny shrugged. Wearing a bra was no big thing.

"Sure," she agreed. "Mom, how come you're so worried all of a sudden?"

Linda sighed. She dearly wished her husband were still alive. He'd be able to explain things to Jenny neatly and forcefully. She always backed into the subject and it got all mixed up.

"Honey," Linda began carefully, "you're growing up faster then you realize. You're nearly a woman now and boys are going to start looking at you with the idea that maybe, well, you know. And, I think, if you wear a bra and don't go around with your chest poking out so far maybe they won't get as many ideas so fast."

Jenny laughed. All the boys she knew were such creeps that there would never be a problem like that, and she said so.

Linda nodded and then blushed. "I… I was thinking about your brother, too," she admitted.

"Steve?" Jenny laughed. "He's my brother, Mom! He couldn't care less!"

Linda, still blushing, shook her head. "You're wrong, honey. Steve is very much aware that you're a growing girl, and he's interested."

Jenny snorted. Steve had been her constant companion ever since she could remember. They'd played all sorts of games, and still did, for that matter. Whenever he got stuck on a question in his English homework, she helped him out, and he did the same for her with her math.

"Okay, Mom," Jenny sighed dramatically, "I'll double lock the castle moat and hire a dozen man-eating tigers."

Linda laughed at herself and at Jenny's exaggeration. At least her daughter had the sense to keep things in perspective!

It was about an hour later that Steve knocked on Jenny's door and stuck his head in.

"Help," he said disgustedly.

Jenny sighed and shoved her own homework out of the way. Steve brought in his book and put it down in front of her.

"I'm supposed to understand this," he complained, "and I've read it six times and it still doesn't make any sense at all!"

As he stood beside her, Jenny suddenly became aware of the bulge of his cock inside his pants. Thinking about it made her think of Mr. Evans, and Jenny's belly began to ache all over again.

"I don't know what the problem is," she said. "It's all right here in these two paragraphs." She leaned forward in her chair and tapped the page with her finger.

Steve leaned forward, too, and Jenny could feel his cock pressing lightly against her arm. The touch sent a shock through her entire body, and the teen-ager wiggled in her seat.

"See? Where he says…" Jenny trailed off, she just remembered she'd unbuttoned her shirt, and Steve could look down and see her tits!

Jenny remained silent and unmoving for a moment. She felt something pressing harder against her arm and she knew Steve's cock was getting hard from looking at her body!

"I still don't get it," ha said, his voice husky.

The touch of his cock was driving her wild! Jenny wanted to turn and open his pants and suck on it, but what would happen if their mother came in?

"Where's Mom?" Jenny asked in a whisper. "Watching TV," Steve replied. Gulping nervously, Jenny reached back and her hand touched his belt buckle. She moved it slightly, and her fingers slid over the lump of his prick.

Steve jumped with surprise. Did his sister know what she was doing? The sight of her creamy tits with their spikey nipples had made his cock go hard like a steel pipe!

Jenny slowly and deliberately ran her fingers the length of his cock several times, and she felt him shiver.

"Open your pants," Jenny whispered. "I want to see it!"

Steve fumbled at his jeans. He unbuttoned them and gasped as Jenny's warm hand slid inside and gripped his cock. She pulled it out and looked at, running her fingers along it slowly.