Chapter 1
Cindy Russell put the ladder down. She looked down the slot between the boys' fieldhouse and the gymnasium. She craned her neck, making sure no one was around.
Thirteen-year-old Cindy started to pick the long, heavy wooden ladder up again. The pretty brunette paused, then hoisted her skirt. Her thighs were round and tan. If she were older, her legs would be a whisker too heavy, but the firmness of her teenage flesh kept them perfect. Cindy whisked her sky-blue panties off and pushed the wadded cloth into her bra.
Cindy's grey eyes glittered with anticipation. She'd been planning for weeks. Every day since the semester had started, Cindy had rushed to the audio-visual room where she and two other girls spent an unsupervised hour. At last, there were no requests for equipment. Cindy pinned her little badge on and headed for the gym.
Cupcake titties jiggling, Cindy hurried along the little alley. She set the ladder in place against the wall. The hollow, tinny slamming of lockers and the medley of the boys' voices made her pulse quicken. She climbed up the ladder and looked through the gap in the transom.
Cindy felt heat hit her cunny like an electric shock. Her wildest thoughts had fallen far short of the chaotic scene in the locker room. Nearly two hundred ninth-grade boys were stripping out of their street clothes, roughhousing, and dressing for gym classes. The little girl had come to look, merely to satisfy her curiosity. Her hand stole to her pussy.
They're all so different! Some of them hardly have any hair down there, and their thingies aren't any bigger than my finger! Look at him, though! It's almost scary! Ooh, it's just like a big cigar!
Cindy braced one hand on the window. Her feet were up on the eighth rung of the ladder. Her flared skirt showed the untanned pinkness of her rotund buttocks. Wispy brown hair covered the base of her pussy. She pulled back from the window and looked up and down the alleyway.
What's happening in my pussy? It sure feels funny. I don't think I have to pee, but I have to put my hand on it.
Cindy pulled the front of her skirt up. Her nipples poked through the thin cups of her bra, raising little dots on her blouse. She teetered when she tried to look at her brown-furred vulva, and the ladder scraped on the wall.
Cindy grabbed for the window again. She steadied herself, but her hand stayed on her sweetly-pouting labia. The nubile child peered at the boys again.
A strange warmth suffused her loins. Cindy pressed the springy brown hair against her pussylips. It felt strange, but very good. Her pinky slipped into the crease between the plump roundness of her thigh and her warm pussy. There was no hair there, just the fine, glowing blonde strands that showed where it would begin to grow as Cindy matured.
Cindy began to pick out individual voices in the babble. Most of the boys were dressed in their gym suits now, but a few still stood in the aisles. She wondered why they wore the funny-looking cutaway underwear that cupped their pricks so snugly.
That really looks neat! Everything all held in that pouch, and their bottoms bare like that! I wish they played outside that way. My pussy gets so hot when I can almost see it!
Cindy put one finger between the lips of her pussy. The slick moistness surprised her. She hadn't looked at her pussy or touched it before-her mother had told her it was wrong. Cindy found the novel feeling quite pleasant. There was a new warmth growing in the delicate folds. Cindy had never experienced anything quite like it.
The boys were filing out of the fieldhouse. Cindy had a brief feeling of regret, but strange sensations in her cunny distracted her from the loss of her first view of nude males.
I wonder why Mom doesn't want me to do this, if I could have known about it before ...
Cindy stood on the ladder, her skirt up around her waist. Her buttocks winked pale in the shade. The little brunette leaned her forehead against the wall and looked at her cunny.
It's getting all pink! The edges look as hot as it feels! Something really funny is happening in there. God, I like this! How come Mom doesn't want me to touch myself? What could be wrong with anything that feels this good?
Cindy watched her pussy as the lewd reactions showed themselves. A hot-pink wedge of inner flesh, puffy and more wrinkled than her outer labia, began to protrude from the brown-haired crease. A sensitive point of sharper heat hid under the little fold. Cindy felt her face flushing.
Cindy forgot that she stood near the top of an eight-foot ladder. She rubbed her hands up and down the satiny skin of her pussylips. Each silky touch put shivery excitement in her loins. The pretty girl hummed to herself.
Cindy felt a delicious tingle of fear course through her. Though she didn't know the word, the rich decadence of her cuntal sensations fascinated her. Cindy thought of the sweet, rotting flavor of an overripe plum.
The little brunette's feelings centered in the warm, damp softness of her cunny. Her breathing grew faster. Cindy's throat tightened with the lascivious rise of sensuous heat.
The sensations in her loins grew more distinct. A hot spike of lewdness hid at the top of her pussy. The warm, intimate space between her thighs melted into jelly, softening with every heartbeat. Her legs grew light. The muscles of her shapely calves were watery.
This is so nice! I don't know how people can stand it. Every single part of me is connected to the feeling. Even my toes arc moving! Oh, Mommy! Why didn't you tell me about this! I should have known years ago!
Cindy pressed her pussylips together. She looked at the flesh of her young loins. The guarding puffiness of her labia glistened with the overflow of sensuous dampness. The little triangle of hotter, hairless pink moved from side to side as she squeezed the outer lips. Her sensations built up.
Cindy slipped one finger down into the crevice. The digit slid back and forth, stroking more heat into her pussy. The whole floor of her pelvis tensed and relaxed with the slippery lewdness of the touch. Cindy bent her knees outward, balancing carefully atop the ladder.
She stole one fingertip into her vagina. The little brunette gasped at the sudden increase in feeling. The thick, greasy fluid crept over her fingertip like a living thing.
Cindy explored the feverish heat inside her hole. The nerves clung to her finger, writhing in her virgin flesh like tendrils of smoke. An exotic pleasure crept through her belly.
It's just super-sensitive! I feel like all of my skin is on fire. My pussy really holds my finger. I shouldn't be rocking my bottom like this, but I don't want to stop!
The round muscles in Cindy's buttocks flexed and loosened. Her hips swayed, rolling like ocean waves. Spots of high color rose in her cheeks. Cindy stopped looking at her pussy. She raised her head and stared, unseeing, at the wall in front of her.
The little girl's jaw went slack. She hummed deep in her throat, the sound rising and falling with her growing passion. Cindy crooned like a torchy singer in a dark, quiet club.
I'm making noises, too! I don't understand what's going on, but I won't stop, I won't! My pussy seems like it's five times bigger than it used to be, and even my nipples hurt! It's just too nice!
Cindy's clitoris extended, stiff as a little twig. She felt the arousal in it as her fingertip glided in and out of her vagina. Cindy's inner labia pulled against the hot knob with the poking, then slid back as her finger withdrew. The little girl pressed her palm down against it.
The pressure inside the hot spike grew. It was at the verge of pain, a feeling so sharply needful that she gasped. Cindy rubbed her palm over the slippery triangle that hid her clitoris.
Her pulse grew. Each pressing rub against the little trigger made her feelings more intense. Cindy's nostrils flared, straining for more air. She felt the little furnace of her lust glowing hotter and hotter, searing her belly. Her pelvis seemed too small to contain the sensuous load.
Cindy pulled her finger out of her vagina. The heat of the nubbin inside the upper folds overwhelmed the clinging little mouth that sucked at her finger.
The little girl spread her labia, pulling her cuntal folds open with shaking fingers. She shivered at the sudden coolness of the air. Goose pimples sprang up all over her. Her first touch on the tip of her clitty made her muscles jerk.
Cindy put the cunt-wet tip of her index finger on her clitty. Her knees almost buckled. The smooth, rounded end stored sensations infinitely lustier than any other part of her body.
Cindy couldn't distinguish the shape or size of the eager little button at first. Her finger couldn't get any message past the lightning jolt of heat that blasted through her, loins. A sheet of feeling covered her pussy, spreading through her entire body like a laser flash.
Cindy touched the wet fingertip to her clit again. She felt the end of it, slick and round, and another wave rippled through her. She was ready for it.
The pretty brunette didn't look down at her pussy now. She stood, her knees wide apart, letting the feelings in her cunt guide her hands. Cindy slid two fingers upward, spreading her inner labia, sliding past the rigid inch of her clit. She brushed the sides of the lewd button, and a delicious tremor made the ladder wobble.
Cindy hummed with delight. Her ass gleamed in the shadows. Her fingers worked busily in her crotch. She moved her hips in little figure-eights and reveled in the exotic newness of her feelings.
Some strange feelings began to surface in Cindy's belly. She wondered vaguely about them. Cindy felt a change in direction beginning in her crotch.
The heat tightened her cunny more and more. The whole floor of her pelvis was involved, even the mouth of her pussy. Cindy didn't understand it, because she'd quit touching her vagina. All the feelings were slicing from the base of her clitty to every part of her body.
Her hips quit their lazy rocking. The motion became insistent. Cindy bent her back, shoving her cunt forward. The wetness of her vagina thinned, growing watery. Her rich, greasy lube coated Cindy's pussylips and even slicked over her round thighs.
Cindy breathed in short, sharp gasps. The easy luxury of her earlier arousal became a hot, desperate need. She squeezed her clit between her fingers.
The little pink bullet pounded. Cindy rolled it around in circles, pinching and rubbing. The changed feeling gathered inside her belly like a tight-coiled spring. Cindy wound her pussy up, kneading the puffy labia harder and harder.
Cindy's mauled clitoris hurt. She wanted the tight knot in her pelvis to loosen. Her vaginal area was soaked with the clear, heavy flow of her flaming arousal. The little girl whimpered. She rolled her clit-button around, plucking at it with thumb and forefinger.
Cindy's naked ass bounced. Her luscious cheeks jiggled like rich mounds of pudding. She shoved one finger into her cunthole and rammed it in and out.
The spring in her gut wound tighter. Cindy felt her bones creaking under the tension of her flexing muscles. Begging prayers surfaced in her mind. Something was happening, leading into a crazy, wild thrill that the little girl needed. She mewed with frightened eagerness.
Her pussy tightened around her finger. She felt a throb, as heavy as a bass drum's beat. The tension grew.
Wham! The spring slipped a notch. Cindy's cunt snapped at her finger. Her pussy sucked at her digit, then spat it halfway out again.
Again, the tension released. Each spasm dragged at her finger, pulling it in. Her hips rocked forward. As regular as a clock, the explosion pulsed in her belly. Dim sounds reached Cindy's ears, but the rhythmic, spasming release in her cunt was all that mattered. Over and over the orgasmic waves flooded her mind, moving her body thoughtlessly. Cindy's only conscious act was gripping the ladder as it scraped and bumped against the wall. Her skirt fell, but flashes of her naked cunt and flexing ass showed as the cloth waved with her orgasmic jerks.
A voice cut through her ecstasy. "Cindy Russell! What are you doing up there?"
Cindy's heart fell. Her hips still jerked, but the rocking stopped when she looked down. It was Mrs. Montague, her gym teacher!