Chapter 1
Karen sat on the bed of her well furnished room on the third floor of her parent's palatial home. She gazed out through the expensive lace curtains that covered the windows and with a heavy, bored sigh saw her parents' limousine pull out gates that kept the house concealed from the outside world. She knew her parents wouldn't be home for a few hours, which meant she was all alone in the big, empty house. It was times like this that she wished she had brothers or sisters to keep her company. Watching the long, black limo disappear through the gates she flopped back onto the bed and silently cursed her parents for being what they were. Rich snobs who didn't understand or really care about her. She had always believed that she had been a "Mistake", that they had never really planned to have her, but did. She felt that her parents never had enough time for her, always rushing off to one social function or another, playing hosts to business and political "bigshots", and always telling her to stay out of the way. When she watched their limo pull away she often wished that they wouldn't come back. That she could have this great big house all to herself. Then she'd have some fun. Then she'd really enjoy life.
As she lay on the bed she closed her eyes and imagined what it would be like to be the sole mistress of this huge estate. She would have wild parties where everyone would enjoy themselves and do whatever it was that made them happiest. She imagined herself greeting her guests at the door, all big, well built studs that she would get to know intimately whether they already had girlfriends or not. She would have her pick of well-hung passionate men that appreciated her for her beauty and poise, and not just her money. And there was plenty about her to appreciate, and she knew it.
Although she was still young, her body had developed into that of almost a full-grown woman. Her legs were long and muscular, her ass was small and tight, and her breasts were just the right size to make her figure almost perfect. She knew she had the kind of body that men lusted after because she had already been fucked and she saw the effect it had on her lovers. She hadn't had many, only two, but that was because of her parents. They never let her out so that she could run around with boys the way she thought other girls did. And she resented them for it. The only two times she had been fucked had been right in the house by the chauffeur and a delivery boy and her parents had found out about both times. As a result, they had fired the chauffeur and also had the delivery boy fired from his job. Neither time had been much good for her because they had been so hurried, but she knew that sex was something she wanted very much and very often, only she could never figure out how to get a steady boyfriend because of her strict parents.
That's what her favorite fantasy was, greeting a houseful of big, beautiful studs, all of whom she could have at the slightest whim. And as she continued her fantasy of playing hostess she imagined one type of man in particular who had come to the party alone. He was tall with wide shoulders and beautiful blonde hair that framed his tanned face. And as he came through the front door and kissed her hand as a greeting his eyes met hers and she knew that she would go to bed with him before all the others. She imagined locking arms with him and walking through the house, becoming the envy of the other women and girls who were there. She could sense from their lustful stares that they would like this beautiful hunk of man for themselves and she gloated over the fact that he was hers.
Almost unknowingly, as she continued with her fantasy, Karen's hands began to unbutton her blouse. With her eyes still closed she began to squeeze her breasts which were harnessed by her tight fitting bra, which her mother insisted she wear.
She arched her back and unclasped the garment which set free her two mounds and then she took her young nipples between her thumb and forefingers and as she continued with her dream, she twirled the darkened knobs, increasing her physical pleasure. But of course she was imagining her mysterious fantasy lover playing with them instead of her.
She imagined that they had both come upstairs, leaving the rest of the guests to have a good time for themselves. He had wasted no time in telling her of his desire for her and she had immediately and willingly come upstairs with him. She had never undressed a man before, but now she imagined him standing before her, waiting for her to have her pleasure.
She threw her arms around his strong, suntanned back and kissed him wetly on the mouth, their tongues meeting and sucking with a loud slurping noise. She took his jacket off and began unbuttoning his shirt without taking her mouth away from his. His chest was muscular and hairy and as she ran her hands over it she could feel her young, tender pussy begin to seep a sticky liquid.
Still kissing him in her dream, she unfastened his belt and unzipped his zipper, letting his pants fall to the floor. He then told her to kneel down in front of him and take off his underwear which was bulging in the front from his large, hard cock. And as she slid his briefs down his legs, his massive organ stood erect right in front of her face, only inches from her mouth.
"Suck it," he told her, "give it a good sucking."
With her eyes still closed, caught in the time frame of her dream, Karen let go of her hardened nipples and let her hands slide down her belly to the clasp of her skirt. She unfastened it quickly and in seconds slid her hand under the waistband of her thin panties. When her fingers found her hairy patch of pubic hair, she felt a warmth in her pussy that she craved. As her fingers began to delicately rub her clitoris that warmth began to grow into a heat that made her involuntarily spread her legs and moan little moans of pleasure.
As her fingers began to rub her clit in a steady, rhythmic motion she imagined herself taking her blonde lover's big cock into her mouth and licking it. First the bulging, purple head, and then the long, meaty shaft which filled her whole mouth and distorted her beautiful face. She imagined him holding onto her hair and guiding her eager mouth up and down on his cock, he arching his back and legs to shove it as far into her mouth as he could. And the more she sucked and slurped the faster he pumped his tool into her face until with rapid strokes he was fucking her face as though it were her eager cunt.
And now, in unison with her fantasy, she was shoving her finger into her pussy with each imaginary stroke of the cock she imagined fucking her.
She could feel the warm wetness of her come covering her finger and she hungered for more of this wonderful sensation. Masturbating was about the only form of sexual release she had and she had developed a technique that usually satisfied her, but this fantasy she was having was driving her to a frenzy that she hadn't experienced before.
Her cunt was beginning to burn like it never had before and she wanted to satisfy her craving. She then slid two fingers into her hot hole and sawed them back and forth, creating a sucking noise that coincided with her fantasy of sucking her lover's cock. But still this was not enough, and a third finger was thrust into that wet crack.
And as she crammed her hole full she imagined that it was now her blonde lover who was supporting himself over her on his strong arms and ramming his thick cock into her.
"Oh, yes, fuck me, fuck me, please fuck me!"
She was moaning now. "Fuck me good and hard!! ! "
Now, without i even thinking, she raised her legs straight in the air so that her skirt bunched up around her waist and rolled off her panties so there was no interference with her now sopping wet crack. And in an instant, without opening her eyes, she reached for her hairbrush that was on the night table beside the bed. It had a long, thick handle that she placed at the entrance of her hole and slowly slid in until it was buried up to the bristles.
"Yes, yes," she moaned to her blonde lover, "stick it all the way up me!"
She imagined him complying and began to again stroke the handle in and out of her cunt in unison with the imagined strokes of his cock. The heat that this caused in her cunt was now beginning to build to a climax, and from previous experience she knew that she would soon explode with a gush of sticky cum..
"Fuck me, fuck me hard," she moaned aloud.
She was getting hotter and hotter.
She was nearing an orgasm, one unlike she had ever had before. She rammed the brush handle in now with considerable force and the bristles at the very base were rubbing against her sensitive cunt lips and clitoris as she banged away with it. But it was still her blonde lover's cock that she felt, and she could even imagine his body on top of hers.
She saw his beautiful face looking down into hers, sweat dripping down onto her cheeks, she came with a great intensity that caused her cunt to pour out of her cunt and she felt her muscles go tense.
With each new thrust of the brush handle, more juice poured from her cunt lips and soon there was a dark stain on the bed.
With one long, loud yelp, she finished climaxing and her lover's face disappeared into a haze of ecstatic imagery.
For many moments afterward, Karen lay quite still on the bed, the brush handle still buried deep in her cunt with her cunt still slowly dripping down the tight cheeks of her ass. This had been the best time she had ever masturbated, but she still felt frustrated because she knew it must be much better with a real man on top of her, fucking her.
She thought back to the time she had been with the chauffeur and the delivery boy, and neither one of them had had the time or the experience to make her feel the way she knew she wanted to feel. This brush handle with the face of her beautiful lover hovering over her had been her best sexual experience so far in her young life. She felt as though she never wanted to move again, that she just wanted to lie there with the brush implanted between her cunt lips forever.
It was the telephone ringing on the night table that brought her back to reality. Although she told herself she would not answer it the first few times it rang she slowly moved to it and picked up the receiver.
"Hello," she said dreamily into the mouthpiece.
The voice that answered was a familiar one.
"Hi Karen, it's me, Linda."
"Hi Linda," said Karen, her voice still sounding far away.
"Are you tired or something?" Linda asked, "did I wake you up?"
"No," said Karen, still feeling the brush handle buried deep inside her, "I was just lying down."
"Well is it okay if I come over? I've got something really good I want to share with you."
"What is it?" Karen asked rubbing her still swollen clit with her finger.
"You'll see when I get there," Linda said and hung up the phone.
Karen was only still half-aware and she flopped back down on the bed.
The brush handle jiggled the inside walls of her cunt.
When Linda rang the doorbell Karen was still upstairs in her bedroom. She yelled for Linda to come up and she sat waiting for her on the edge of the cum stained bed. She had rearranged her clothing and had put the hairbrush back on the night table after washing off the handle.
Linda entered the room with a bounce in her step and smiling a big smile as she sat on the edge of the bed next to Karen.
"Geez, what have you been doing?" Linda asked, noticing a slightly glazed look in her friend's eyes.
"Nothing," said Karen innocently, "I think I'm just a little tired."
"Well, I've got just the thing to perk you up," said Linda taking out a package from her purse and unfolding it to reveal a joint of high grade marijuana.
"I got it from a good friend of mine," she explained without being asked, "and he said it's the best stuff around."
Karen had smoked pot several times before and she especially felt like getting stoned now. She was relaxed and in the mood to be even more relaxed.
"Your parents won't be home for awhile will they?" Linda asked, striking a match and lighting the thin cigarette. . "No, it's okay," Karen told her as she smelled the pungent odor of the smoke come from Linda's mouth. "They've gone on one of their usual social outings."
"Good," said Linda, "because this stuff will knock you out for a good long time. As Karen took the joint from her friend and inhaled deeply she could taste the weed all the way down her throat. She knew it was good just from the way it tasted and she closed her eyes exhaling. She waited to begin feeling the effects."
"Don't Bogart that joint my friend," Linda said teasingly as she took it back from Karen and took another toke herself.
In only minutes the joint was gone. But it was good enough that they both caught one fuck of a buzz from it. It was just what Karen wanted to feel and as she kept her eyes closed she felt the glow all over her body.
"What did I tell you?" asked Linda beaming a smile at her, "it's the best around."
"It sure is good," Karen heard herself agreeing as she laid back on the bed with her arms lazily thrown over her head.
"The only trouble with real good pot," said Linda, "is that it gets me horny. It makes me want to fuck like crazy."
As soon as Linda said this, Karen's mind flashed back to her fantasy on only a short while before and she immediately felt another warm glow begin in her pussy and creep into her belly.
"It makes me horny too," she heard herself saying almost in a voice she didn't recognize as her own.
"I sure wish we had some boys here," Linda continued, "my pussy's getting all hot and bothered."
Linda had been with boys many more times than Karen had, mostly because Linda had much more freedom from her parents and it was the one thing that Karen envied about her.
"I wish we had a couple of big stiff cocks here right now to suck on." Linda sounded plaintive as she said this.
As she spoke, Karen's fantasy kept coming back to her. She remembered how the brush handle felt stuffed into her cunt as she dreamed of her lover's face staring down at her.
As she thought of it again, now in her pot induced stupor she smiled dreamily and said, "Yeah, that would be great, a couple of nice hard cocks to suck on."
Linda flopped down on the bed next to her and closed her eyes. And as the two beautiful young girls lay there on the bed next to each other, their bodies touched only slightly, but enough for Karen to feel the heat of her friend.
And then she felt a movement that although she had her eyes closed, she knew instinctively what it was. Linda was fondling herself, lying there with her eyes closed, lost in her own dream. Karen opened her eyes and watched, almost mesmerized by the sight of her beautiful friend playing with herself. She was not shocked by it, especially after what she had just done alone, but she felt a strange stirring in her cunt that she thought only a man could bring.
Linda was hardly aware of Karen as she slid her hand into her jeans and began rubbing her bush. "I want to get fucked," she said almost complaining as she opened her legs, "My poor pussy is so hot."
Without even thinking about what she was saying, Karen replied, "So is mine."
"I hope you don't mind Karen," Linda said as she sat up and un-did the zipper to her jeans, but I'm going to masturbate. Why don't you masturbate too and that way I won't feel embarrassed."
Karen did not reply or move, but watched as Linda removed her jeans. She wasn't wearing any panties and her thick black patch of pubic hair was immediately visible. Linda didn't bother taking off her top, but lay back down on the bed with her knees bent and her legs apart so that Karen could see her thick pink cunt lips. Karen had seen Linda naked before in her house while she took a shower, but she had never been this close to her or had such a clear, unabashed look at her cunt.
As she watched Linda's fingers spread the lips that hid her puckered little cunt hole and she began to rub it.
And much to Karen's surprise, her own cunt began to seep cum again like it had done only a short time before. But this time it was brought ' not by the fantasy of her muscular male lover, but by the sight of Linda's big hairy cunt!
And as she continued to sit there and watch Linda spread her hole even further and sank her middle finger in all the way to the knuckle. She had her eyes closed and seemed not even to notice that Karen was watching her.
She rotated her middle finger around in her hole until it was well lubricated with her pussy juice and Karen could see it glistening on her finger. She noticed how Linda's little ass-hole puckered involuntarily and found herself wondering if hers did the same thing when she masturbated.
Linda was losing herself in her pot induced haze as her finger began to work more busily in her hole stretching it further, plunging in and out.
And like Karen had done before, as her sexual heat grew in intensity she found that one finger was not satisfying her, and so she used a second.
As Karen watched, Linda slid both fingers in, with a little moan escaping her lips she knew that she too must satisfy again the urge that was in her own pussy.
But she didn't want to lie down and close her eyes again like Linda was now doing. She felt an intense desire to continue watching her friend, because she had never before witnessed another girl masturbating like this, and the sight of it was exciting her.
So as she sat there, watching Linda stretch and stroke her glistening hole, she raised her skirt to her waist and again slid her hand under the waistband of her still soaking panties until her fingers were again stroking her clitoris and the wet meat of her crack.
Linda pushed and shoved her fingers in her hole at a faster pace, her breathing was becoming heavier and she was now letting out little sobs and moans with regularity. Her cute, perfectly rounded little ass was pumping up and down on the bed in rhythm with the thrusts of her fingers and Karen's desire was mounting also as she now sunk two fingers into her own hungry hole. Both girls were nearing a climax and both were moaning and masturbating as if they were alone with no one watching them.
"Oh, Karen," Linda began to whimper, "Oh, Karen I want to come so badly. I need a thick cock to get me off. If only I had a thick cock to get me off!"
Karen could recognize the frustrated tone in her voice, she kenw her friend was feeling like she had only a short while ago when her own three fingers had not been enough to bring her to orgasm. And without thinking about it, doing it as a gesture of compassion and understanding she reached over to the night table and grabbed hold of her thick hairbrush, the same one that was still somewhat sticky with her own cunt juice and handed it to her friend.
"Here, use this Linda. Pretend it's a cock."
But Linda was beside herself now, she was somewhere between coming and crying from frustration and she could hardly control herself.
"Please do it for me Karen, please make me come!"
As the heat from her own cunt, still crammed with her own fingers, dictated her desires, Karen grabbed Linda's pumping hand, pulled it out of her pussy and quickly placed the thick handle of the brush at the entrance of her friend's cunt.
"Do it," Linda begged loudly, "please stick it in."
As Karen felt her own orgasm ready to explode, causing tears to well up in her eyes, she plunged the handle into Linda's hole, which easily took the whole length of it all the way up to the bristles, as her own hole had done. As she pumped in and out, causing loud squishy noises to eminate from Linda's hole, Linda covered her face with her hands and began to sob loud sighs of pleasure. And with her legs raised straight in the air, kicking at some imaginary thing, her cunt exploded juice all over the brush and Karen's hand. Karen's own juice covered her other hand as she too climaxed for the second time in less than an hour.