Chapter 1
"Nadine, come on. Bob's gonna be waiting for us," a pretty blonde seventeen-year-old whispered loudly through the closed bathroom door.
"In a minute, Cindy," a quivering voice answered after several seconds of silence.
"Well, hurry up. I don't want Mom getting suspicious and asking any more about where we're going," Cindy said, tossing her head proudly back and walking quickly back to her bedroom.
Nadine sighed, staring into the mirror in front of her. Her mother always told her she was beautiful, although she herself felt that she was neither particularly beautiful or ugly. Certainly she didn't have the porcelain-like complexion of her sister Cindy. Dark-haired and petite, she was nevertheless full-titted and slender-hipped. Her large breasts were considerably overdeveloped for a girl of only sixteen years. They were certainly larger than Cindy's and most girls at school, a fact not unnoticed by the boys who often stopped to take a second look at the perky brunette's jiggling tits. It was when they gave her that special look that Nadine would feel her nipples warm up and start to itch, poking teasingly against the scratchy material of her bra. Then her light pink nipples would turn crimson and stiff while a strange, tight achy sensation made her pussy tingle excitingly. Nadine had never been to bed with a boy, although her friends told her that was the only way to satisfy that strong itch in her snatch.
"Boys, they'll get you pregnant and leave you to figure out what to do with the problem," she used to say contemptuously to her sister and friends when they suggested she get laid. No, she was going to save it for the man she'd marry some day.
Yet, alone at night in her room, Nadine often felt her clitty stiffening, glowing like a burning jewel in the wet mass of her pussy membranes, begging to be touched by anyone. Then she would think of a tall, dark man, his muscles taut, his skin glowing, his eyes brilliant and boring into hers. He would have a monstrous, large cock drooping with cum, guaranteed to stretch her cunny and stop that nagging, tight itch.
"Nadine!" her sister called from the hall once more.
"In a second!"
She stood by the sink, leaning forward and almost pressing her hot cheeks against the glass. Beads of moisture stood like pebbles on the mirror, some of them collecting into streams and rolling down to the counter. She had just taken a shower and found herself directing the steady, warm stream at her dripping pussy. The stinging force of rushing water had excited her twat the way her sticking fingers usually did in the dead of night.
The young brunette now stood in front of the small sink, staring at her bloated, glowing face in the steamy mirror. Perspiration broke out on her forehead and tits, trickling down past her deep cleavage and curling around her sunken navel.
She was breathing hard while her eyes glazed over and seemed to sink into their sockets. As her lower jaw slackened, Nadine raised her right hand from the sink counter and started working the palm in tiny circles around and around her flat, panting belly. Slowly she worked it lower, feeling the nerve-endings in her cunt sputter with excitement and anticipation. Something hot and sticky began to seep from her puffy labes, trickling through the black cuntal hairs and dribbling down her inner thighs.
"Wh-what's happening to me?" Nadine gasped out loud as her knees turned to rubber and she nearly fell to the floor. A sharp sexual twinge rippled across her clit, making her nipples turn a darker red and tweak in response. Finally her fingers reached the curling hairs between her legs.
Giggling hysterically, Nadine rolled her head from side to side, closing her eyes and fighting for breath as the awesome, frightening power in her cunt took over her mind and body. She was rubbing her thighs back and forth against the cold formica edge of the sink.
A strange hot-wet sensation broke out over her nipples as perspiration beaded her upper lip and forehead. Drool collected at the corners of her half-opened mouth, then started dribbling down her chin as animal grunts were wrenched from her gut. Nadine's ditty tightened like a taut bowstring, throbbing as the painful excitement surged through her cunt and spread through her belly. This was going to be a powerful cum. She could feel that as she swayed crazily from side to side.
"Ohhhhh!" Nadine groaned shamelessly as she spread back her tight virginal outer labes. Her fingertips were wet with pussy juice as she slid her nails up and down the sensitive ;membranes between her outer and inner iabes.
Another rippling spasm forced Nadine to groan aloud and pitch forward. She banged her head loudly against the glass and snapped her knees together as her fingers jerked in and out of the hot, swampy hole. She could hear the wet sucking sound they made against her juicy snatch, and it excited her even more.
Nadine pulled her cuntlips farther back with her fingers, now fully exposing the pulsing mound of her sex flesh. A steady, low-pitched guttural wail issued from between her fully parted lips now. The grunting young brunette wondered if anyone in the hall could hear her-and if so, would they know what was going on.
"Ummmmmmm," Nadine groaned.
In the mirror she saw her titties rise and fall rapidly with the undulating movements of her tortured body. She watched her nipples harden and the areolas turn a darker and darker red. Her golden, downy flesh glowed under the bright mirror lights with a thin layer of oily sweat.
The sight of her fully aroused flesh excited Nadine to a higher plane of sexuality. Sucking in a ragged breath, the young brunette smelled her own pungent pussy juice. God, she was in heat-no different from a yowling bitch cat! How did she get that way? She was a good girl, her mother's darling. She wasn't as daring or promiscuous as her sister Cindy. And yet here she was, standing in front of a bathroom mirror, jerking herself off.
Nadine giggled again, then slid two fingers into her tight hole again and again until a red fog fell over her eyes. The pressure in her cunt built more and more until she thought it would blow her apart. Lust churned through her belly as her breathing became more uneven and shallow. Her orgasmic contractions began to build for their first mighty blow.
The young brunette wanted to touch herself all over. Better still, she closed her eyes again and pictured a man-any man-standing next to her and touching her.
She groaned again, falling heavily against the mirror and gasping in strangled sobs as she pictured a tall hunky stud with a thick cock grabbing her, burying his thick lips in the nape of her neck while his cock pressed heavily and hotly against her tight wet crack. His hands were sliding up and down her sides, his thumbs scraping almost painfully across her nipples as he mumbled shocking obscenities in her ear. She felt her cunt swelling with heat, about to burst as he hunched down and pressed his shiny, hot cock against her outer labes.
"OhhhhhhHH!" Nadine cried loudly.
She began moving her hips up and down. The perky brunette moved her left hand down. Soon both hands were full of soft, hairy, tightly-packed cunt muscle. Her hip movements became faster and more frantic as she moved into the final dance of lust before climax. Her eyes rolled in her head as her knees banged loudly against the wooden cabinet doors below.
Leaning farther over the narrow sink, Nadine flattened her titties against the wet mirror, pressing her slender shoulders against the smooth cool surface as well.
Her shoulders moved up and down now, making her stiff-tipped boobs slide across the slick mirror. She flailed her clitshaft with her thumbs, moving the right one slightly down until she was creasing her tiny nub with her nail. The agonizing pleasure she derived from that move nearly drove her over the edge. Nadine thought of nothing now but cock and balls, cock and balls.
"Cock, cock, cock," she muttered breathlessly as her knees pounded the cabinet more furiously. Her fingers were drilling deeper and probing faster into her hot wet flesh.
"Ohhhhhh!" the girl cried, pinching her clitty as she felt herself teetering on the brink of climax. Her body bucked and jerked as her tongue lashed the wet glass. Her buttocks tightened as she thrust her hips from side to side and sawed her cunt while she twisted her swollen clitoris between her thumb and forefinger. Never had Nadine become so excited before by a simple finger-fucking. She felt her tiny sex mound engorge with blood, stretched like a hot band of elastic as it threatened to snap and drive her crazy with satisfied lust.
With a final sexual fury Nadine plunged her fingers deeply into her velvety cuntal sheath. She was gasping, sobbing, sawing and twisting her clitoris and pussy.
The young brunette forgot about her sister who was outside the door, screaming for her to hurry up. All she could think of was her cunt and the stabbing sensations that pricked her throbbing clitty.
She was moving so fast more sweat broke out on her upper lip. She felt that hot dampness under each tit grow more intense. She was cumming.
"Cumming." The sound of it excited her even more. Then there were the steady sounds of her wet fingers rubbing over her silky cuntal folds.
Inhaling sharply, Nadine plunged her fingers into her narrow pussy crack one last time and gave her clitty a final jerk. Thrilling spasms of lust rocked her body.
The young brunette sobbed with relief,, laughing at irregular intervals as she swayed like someone drunk. Her knees were beginning to give way as the heat and pulsing radiated out from her pussy and throbbed through her body. Her tiny but full asscheeks danced merrily, slapping together as the roar of orgasm died in her ears.
Yet there still was a feeling of dissatisfaction in her snatch. Still on her toes, Nadine wrenched her hips once more. The throbbing swelled up once more to a crescendo. More hot cunt juice oozed out of her hole, dribbling onto her fingers and wrist.
She was going to cum again!
Nadine had heard of women who could reach orgasm several times while for men it was one shot. And yet this was the first time she had experienced a double cum. The young girl gasped with surprise, rolling her sweaty forehead across the wet mirror as her feet shuffled crazily across the thick carpeting.
"Cum, cum, cum," she grunted, using her fingers as artificial tiny cocks once more as she rubbed her nubby clit with her knuckles. Her mind was filled with sexual images while her lungs threatened to burst from the scorched air sucked into her body. The young brunette cried out again, slapping her hanging jugs against the cool surface of the mirror while she flicked her puffy clitshaft with her right thumbnail once more. She was cumming again!
"OhhhhhAHHHHH!" the girl cried in relief.
Her belly heaved in and out. Her thighs and buttocks were clenched tightly together while the balls of her feet danced on the carpeting.
Cindy would know what was happening to her if she had her ear to the door. Her older sister had told her many times how she would get off in the bathtub and how Mom would always think she was singing or something instead of grunting with sexual pleasure.
"Cummmmmm," Nadine sighed, slowly drawing her soppy fingers from her wet cunny.
Her fingers had plowed into the mushy heat of her young, tight, virgin cunt. Now they grabbed at the edge of the sink to keep her from falling to the floor. The young brunette felt completely drained by the experience. And yet she'd promised her sister Cindy to go with her into New York for a fun evening. What could be more fun than this?
"Nadine, will you get the fuck out of there? I don't know what you're doing, but we've got to get going-NOW!"
"I'm coming," the young brunette said in a thick voice, struggling to regain control of herself as she held tightly onto the sink. Then the words she'd just spoken struck her as funny and she began to giggle hysterically.
"Listen, Nadine. Mom doesn't want us to go into the city. I conned her into thinking we're going with the class to see a play. Now get your butt dressed and out of there before she starts checking around," Cindy said threateningly, hitting the closed bathroom door with her right fist then stalking away.
The brunette choked down her laughing, feeling her strength come back to her slowly as the throbs flailing her pussy died.
Stepping quickly into the shower, Nadine turned on the cold spray and concentrated it on her quivering snatch. The contact was painful but invigorating. The brunette didn't want her sister or anyone to suspect what had gone on in here. She felt shame and confusion at what had just happened.
It felt so good, but what would her sister and friends say if they knew she was jerking off in front of a mirror? It sounded incredibly stupid, especially when coupled with her high-and-mighty talk about "saving it" for the right boy.
Nadine turned and let the cold water flood over her tits and belly. The fire was out-at least for the moment. This little excursion to the city was Cindy's idea and-thank God-it didn't invite sexual temptation. Tonight, Nadine was sure she'd never be able to refuse anyone.
Turning off the water, the pretty brunette stepped out of the shower and reached over for a bath towel. As she dabbed her crotch dry, Nadine could feel her pussy begin to rumble again at the light, fuzzy touch of the towel.
"What's happening to me?" Nadine wondered again as she finished drying off quickly, then unlocked the door and stepped quickly to her bedroom. As she walked in and headed for the dresser, she heard footsteps behind her.
"And what the hell took you so long?" Cindy asked, leaning against the doorframe and folding her arms tightly across her tits.
"It just felt good standing under the shower," Nadine said, keeping her face turned away from her sister. She could feel the blood rushing to her face, turning her cheeks red with embarrassment.
"I'll just bet it did," Cindy said meaningfully, twisting her small mouth up into a sarcastic smile.
No two girls could have been more different than these two-and yet they were sisters, only one year apart in age. But while Nadine was somewhat shy, always pleasant to the point of being precious, she was standoffish when it came to overt sexual advances. Cindy was forward, easy to anger as well as to please, and almost aggressive when it came to boys. While she was far from the town slut-even Cindy believed in some moderation when it came to fucking-the dazzlingly beautiful blonde had lost her virginity one year ago to the high school's top jock. Unlike her sister, the blonde had no misgivings about going to bed. When it happened, it happened. Feeling good was all she cared about-and to Cindy, nothing felt better than a good, hard fuck.
While Nadine's features were simple with the exception of her body, Cindy's were almost cover-girl style. Her silver-blonde silky hair falling to her shoulders, delicate nose flaring just above a rosebud mouth, and Oriental-shaped blue eyes made her a prime catch for any boy lucky enough to land her.
"Are you sure these boys are okay?" Nadine asked, snaking her pink silk panties over her thighs and fishing through her pile of underwear for a matching bra. The brunette was anxious to change the subject.
"I told you, nothing's going to go wrong. I've dealt with them before. They're gonna show us a good time-no, you don't have to worry about your precious cherry," Cindy said, smirking as her sister turned around and flashed her an uneasy look of disapproval. "Then we get the pot and go off. It'll be fun," Cindy said, unfolding her arms and walking slowly over to her sister. Nadine had just dipped her big tits into the bra and was fastening the halter behind her. "You like to smoke dope, right?"
"Sure," Nadine said, nodding as she moved to the bed and pulled on a pair of neatly pressed Levi's. "It's just that getting the stuff from guys in the city ...."
"Don't be such a coward," Cindy said, smiling strangely as she put her hand comfortingly on her sister's shoulder. "It's no big deal. Lots of kids go in and get it. Besides, we worked it out with Sheri and the others. If Mom calls, they'll back up our story."
"But what if she talks to their moms?" Nadine asked worriedly as she finished zipping up her jeans, then leaned over and put on a red-striped pullover.
"She won't. She trusts us and them. They're not in our drama class, and she doesn't know anyone who is. They'll just say that we went to see the play, they knew about it, and wished they could've gone along. It's simple," Cindy said.
"Too simple," Nadine said, sighing deeply as she finished tucking in the pullover.
"Come on," Cindy said irritatedly as she walked from the room. "Dad loaned me the car. I don't want him changing his mind either."
Nadine slipped on her socks and sneakers, taking a last glance in the mirror before flicking off the lights and skipping to the living room.