Something New

By Katie McN  <katie_mcn@earthlink.net> (c) Copyright 2002, Katie McN


I know I shouldn't touch myself there, but it feels so good.

Six AM comes early and tomorrow is a school day so I'll have to  get 
up. I want to fall asleep, but I can't. I try, but I can't do  it. 

This might be bad. My mother told me not to touch myself. She  said it 
wasn't nice, but it doesn't feel bad. Not to me. Not when  my hand 
sneaks down between my legs. I'm afraid and wonder what  will happen if 
I don't stop. Could someone come in and catch me? 

How horrible and how exciting.

My panties are lost somewhere in my bed. My tee-shirt is pulled  up 
over my tiny boobs. They feel warm to my touch and I like the  feeling. 
They're not as warm as what's between my legs. I want to  touch and I 
do. My new boobies feel so good. My secret place  feels good, too. 
Something different. Very different. Very nice.

My legs start to spread. My feet move back toward my butt. Knees raise 
the blanket. My back arches. My hands are on their own now.  I'm 
floating above myself in the dark watching something take  over my 
body. Something I don't understand, but it seems kind,  very strong and 
very interesting.

A hand, yes, it's my hand sliding across my breast. It feels  nice. 
Fingers squeeze my nipples. When did I learn how to do  this? No one 
told me. A finger touches a place between my legs.  Yes, touch it more. 
A finger moves the place. It's not a place,  it's a thing. Something to 
touch. Something to move. Something  very special. Yes.

My back arches again. A sound sneaks out of my mouth. I can hear  it 
and hope no else does. Hands moving. Head shaking back and forth.  Toes 
curling and trying to hold the sheet. What's happening and  it better 
not stop. Yes, more, more.

Rubbing myself feels so good. A touch at first, then I let the  finger 
trail up and down my secret place. It wants to hide inside  me, but I 
won't let it. I will it to move back to that other  place. Yes, rub, 
touch, more, more.

My head moves in time with the fingers rubbing my breasts and  touching 
the place between my legs. A sound starts inside my  mind. The sound is 
made of orange light and it's moving toward my  eyes. It flies through 
my body and touches my hands. I explode,  an orange flash. What is 
this. My body. I'm afraid. I like it and  it keeps on and on. Yes, 
never stop, but then it does. I'm warm  and can't move. My body slowly 
straightens out.

I found something tonight. I want to think about it, but I'm so  tired. 
I'm going to fall asleep and I hope I don't forget what I  did. I hope 
this isn't a dream.


The End 


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