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 I came across this story that I had written long ago in one of my journals,
and I thought maybe you would like to read it.  It was poorly written so
I've cleaned it up in some places.  I was always a horny little girl from
birth, as you probably already know from my other stories, and I did some
stuff that was sort of strange to read about years later, but that's just
the way I was then, always looking for a new thrill or something daring to
get off on.  Actually I still am that way, only somewhat tempered by
growing up and knowing the consequences of being caught with my panties
down, so to speak, and especially if young kids are present at the time. 
So here it is:

   The Stranger's House on the Hill:

   By DeeDee14

   When I was thirteen I used to hike up the hill behind the park to the
estate where an old lady had a vacant house that hadn't been rented for a
long time.  I figured out how to get in after much trial and error with my
little knife that I always carried if I went into the wilds.  I found that
I could slip it between the sashes and slip the latch so I could open the
window, which was in the bedroom, so it was almost to the floor, making
easy access for somebody like me, who, as my dad always liked to kid me by
saying, `was so short I could sit on a dime and swing my legs'.

   The place was empty and a fair distance from her main house so I would
walk around the bare rooms on the hardwood floor, enjoying the eerie
silence and being all alone in a strange house.  This was compounded by the
fact that I was always naked, having shed my shorts and crop top in the
bushes under the window, which gave me chills as I looked out each window,
hoping no one was coming down the drive.  It was a delicious naughty
feeling and I ran my hands all over my firm little body as I strolled
around until I came to the kitchen.

   It was a really hot day so I tried the faucet to get a drink and was
pleased to see it still was hooked up.  I bent over and drank until I was
sated from the high gooseneck spout.  Then I had a great idea.  What if I
climbed up on the counter and then lay down over the small double sink with
my butt under the water stream until it made me cum?  I climbed up and
slowly slid over on my tummy until the faucet was right over my crack and
then turned it on slowly until it was running down my rear end crack and
teasing my little puckered hole and then going on down over my cunt lips
and into the sink.

   It felt wild so I turned the flow up until it was gushing over me and I
spread my arms over my head and lay my face on the cool counter as I raised
up and down, humping up against the water.  There was a wide enough space
between the two sinks on the old fashioned counter so it was quite
comfortable.  As I got more and more turned on I flipped over and lay on my
back to try that for a while and jerked and gasped when the flow ran over
my swollen clit.  I tugged on my nipples and humped the water until I had a
big orgasm which jerked me up off the counter and splashed water all over
the linoleum floor.

   "Oh, God," I thought as I eased back onto the floor, "I am in trouble
now.  How am I going to clean that up?"

   I found an old mop in the hall closet and walked back into the kitchen.
I stood there for a moment looking down at the puddle and then thought to
myself, "Hmmm, that might be fun to slide around in for a bit," It's an
inbred natural reaction, I think, for all kids to want to splash in a
puddle so I took a running leap and slid across the floor like I did on my
snowboard in the winter, and sailed almost the whole length of the kitchen
before the water ran out and I screeched to a halt on the dry part.  I
giggled and went back and did it over and over until the game got boring
and then I decided to lie down in the puddle to rest.  I made snow angels
in the pool on my stomach until sliding about got my clit all swollen again
and my wet little nipples were being constantly teased so they stood out
like crazy.

   I lay there humping the slick linoleum like mad as another orgasm built
and sent chills up my spine as I thought about being caught and being naked
spread eagled on the floor in that strange house.  All that drove me over
the top and I screamed as the contractions hit and doubled me over.  I
gasped for air until the orgasm passed then lay there limp in the big
puddle loving the sweet release and the little after shocks that I always
get, like low voltage pulses through my nipples and cunt lips.  Finally I
thought, "Jan, you're pushing the limits, better get out of here."

   I cleaned up the floor and wrung the mop out in the sink and then wiped
that down with a towel I found in the bathroom.  I could bring it back when
I returned later in the week, and I doubted if anyone ever looked in the
drawers in there anyway.  As I was putting the mop back in the hall closet
I heard a noise and froze as my heart caught in my throat.  My shorts and
crop top were outside in the bushes by the window so I had nothing to put
on but the wet towel and it was only a hand towel so it wouldn't cover
anything very much.  Then I heard a click and a squeak as the front door
eased open.  I slid into the closet and pulled the door closed behind me
leaving just a crack so I could peek out.  I was shaking like mad and my
legs were weak, yet I was also so turned on I was dripping moisture down my
leg from my swollen cunt lips and my breasts were aching they were so
tight.

   I held my breath as I listened to bare feet coming across the floor
toward the kitchen and heard voices whispering, but I couldn't quite make
out what they were saying.  Then a flash of blonde hair passed by the crack
in the door, and then another, as I watched two little boys tip toeing by
my hiding place.

   "See, I told you there wasn't any girl here," the bigger one said, "You
have too big an imagination, Charlie."

   "But Jimmy, I saw her climb through the bedroom window, I swear I did!"

   "Okay.  Let's go look and see if the window is open," Jimmy replied as
they passed by the door again and my heart raced in my chest.  They were
even shorter than me, about seven or eight years old, I guessed, so I knew
if worse came to worse I could defend myself, and I had my little knife. 
"Oh, God!" I thought, "It's on the counter in the kitchen, jeesh!  If they
go in there they will see it even if they don't see my clothes in the
bushes.  I am so busted.  But wait, they had to be breaking in, too. 
Hmmmm, maybe this will be fun if I can just get to it before they do."

   Then I heard them returning as Jimmy said, "Well, you were right about
the window, but there is nobody here now.  Unless she is hiding somewhere,
and I don't think that is very likely, Charlie."

   "But, Jimmy," Charlie whined, "She was naked, I swear.  Where could she
go like that?"

   "I don't think you know from nothin', you little pervert" Jimmy giggled
as he punched Charlie on the shoulder.

   "I guess I was just seeing things, then, but I thought I saw it.  Shoot,
I never get to see naked girls except in those magazines we have stashed in
here."

   "Well, let's go get them and jerk off.  We don't have much time before
we have to be home for lunch."

   "Okay, it's better than nothing, I guess."

   I held my hand over my mouth to keep from laughing when I heard that. 
"Those little pervs are worse than me," I thought as I suppressed another
giggle fit.  I heard them rummaging around in the bedroom and then sounds
of pages being turned so I opened the door and slipped out and tip toed
into the kitchen.  I grabbed my little knife off the counter and held it to
my side as I sneaked down the hall toward the bedroom.  I was nervous but
so turned on I was shaking and my thighs felt hot.  I slid along the wall
and peered around the corner into the room and jumped back and almost
choked as I gasped softly for air.  The two little boys were sitting
against the wall on the hardwood floor with magazines open on their laps.
The thing that shook me up was that they were completely naked like me and
were stroking their little cocks as they ogled the women in the smut
magazines.  Their pants and tee shirts were in a pile in the middle of the
floor.

   "Jeesh, I wonder how long this has been going on?" I pondered as I
slowly peeked in once again as they jerked and groaned and moaned,
completely lost in their own little lust filled worlds.  I could have
dropped a bomb in there and I doubt if they would have noticed.  I slowly
edged into the room and stood there with my legs wide and my mouth open
watching them jerk off with their noses buried in the magazines, which by
now were being held up in their faces with one hand as the other flew in a
blur up and down their now swollen little cocks sticking up in the air.

   "Oh, God, Jimmy, I'm about to cum, are you?" Charlie panted.

   "Yeah, yeah, unh, unh, almost there." Jimmy replied as he humped his
fist faster and faster in time to Charlie's rhythm.

   I sank my fingers up into my wet little cunt and yanked on my nipples as
I watched the scene before my eyes getting close myself.  God, what a rush,
standing there watching, not ten feet away, as they panted loudly and
jerked around on the floor.  Then they came hard as they groaned and jerked
up off the floor and as they did their magazines fell away and they stared
at me in shock with their little mouths hanging open as I jerked and gasped
from the contractions of my own orgasm.  I have had intense orgasms before
but that one was one of the strongest.  It was awesome looking at the two
naked little boys as I came all over my hand.

   When they came out of their shock Charlie blurted out, "See?  I knew I
wasn't seeing things, it's her, Jimmy!"

   Jimmy's eyes were as big as saucers as he looked me up and down with his
mouth hanging open.  "Wow, Charlie, you were right, sorry I didn't believe
you."

   "Hi, guys," I giggled, "Looks like you two have been being bad little
boys, right?  Where do you live?  I haven't seen you around this
neighborhood before."

   "We are visiting out grandparents over on Castle Court.  We stay there
every summer." Jimmy said, "Please don't tell, they will kill us!"

   "Well, you know it's illegal for you to be breaking into this house,
don't you?"

   Charlie had been staring but finally was getting his courage up and
blurted out, "What about you, hunh?  You did it too, so we could tell on
you, hunh?  You don't own this house either."

   "You have me there," I said as I tried to think of and answer, "Hmmm,
okay, so let's make a deal, okay?"

   "What kind of deal?" Jimmy asked as he continued to ogle my naked body.

   "You both lick and maybe later on fuck me, and let me give you blowjobs
and jerk you off from time to time, and you give me a show like this one
occasionally, and I'll keep my mouth shut to your Grandparents.  Is it a
deal?"

   Charlie gasped and panted, "You mean we can touch you and play with your
titties and privates, and you get to do the same to us or you'll tell?"

   "Oh, we'll do more than that.  I can show you guys some things you don't
know, and I like playing with young boys, so we both get something out of
this, okay?  So let's shake on it."

   They looked at each other and then grinned and high fived each other as
they shouted, "Right on!  It's a deal.  Are we lucky or what?" Then they
stood up and came over to me with their little penises sticking up again
and shook my hand very solemnly as they had probably seen their folks do
sometimes.  I pulled them to me and they gasped as they ran their small
hands all over me exploring everything and driving me wild until I finally
stopped them.  "Whoa, guys, we better get out of here now.  The owner
sometimes comes by late in the day and we are all naked, so get dressed and
we'll meet again.  I live in the big house down on Oak, you know where it
is?  Okay, most everybody does.  You come by and we'll sneak off together
and come up here again." I yanked then on each one's little penis, and they
grinned and then got dressed.  They left and closed the front door as I
slid out the bedroom window and pulled on my shorts and crop top.

   As I walked down to the park I thought to myself.  "God, that was so
hot! I seem to fall into some of the neatest stuff sometimes." I had been
going up there for a long time.  I wondered how often we had just missed
each other going in and playing around.  I also made a mental note to
myself to try and read those magazines some time when the boys were gone
for the winter, might be hot stuff in there if they get off so good looking
at them.

   *********

   I found out later, after I had jotted down notes to later use to write
the story that night in my bed, with my flashlight on under the covers,
that while I was thinking and slowly meandering back to my house that day,
the two little boys were dashing down their street to tell their little
buddies about me, and how much they would charge to let them watch from the
closet next time we were up there.  By the time I reached my house they had
six of their friends, including two little girls trying to act big, signed
up, and change in their pockets as they once again high fived each other
and dashed on down the street to their grandparents' house.