Message-ID: <14899eli$9809011439@qz.little-neck.ny.us> X-Archived-At: <URL:http://www.qz.to/erotica/assm/Year98/14899.txt> From: Mastwords1@aol.com Subject: NEW "The Sins of Vivian Chiang" Ch 2 by JB Mast (F-very young) Newsgroups: alt.sex.stories.moderated,alt.sex.stories Followup-To: alt.sex.stories.d Path: qz!not-for-mail Organization: The Committee To Thwart Spam Approved: <usenet-approval@qz.little-neck.ny.us> X-Moderator-Contact: Eli the Bearded <story-admin@qz.little-neck.ny.us> X-Story-Submission: <story-submit@qz.little-neck.ny.us> X-Original-Message-ID: <13a469fd.35e89f2f@aol.com>> Warning: This story is for adults only. If you are a legal minor, you are not allowed to read it under any circumstances. This story is also copyrighted and cannot be reproduced for any purpose anywhere without the written consent of the author. You will appreciate the piece that follows much more fully if you read chapters one, two and three prior to this one. If you cannot find them on the news group or archives, the author will provide them via email. J.B.Mast encourages reader comments-- the primary motivators for writers of such things. The author is particularly interested in learning if these stories arouse his readers and to know if they want more. Email to Mastwords1@aol.com .............................................................................. ................................................... “The Sins of Vivian Chiang” Ch. 2 By J.B. Mast When she returned home after school, she found a note from her mother on the kitchen table saying she’d be back soon, she’d gone shopping. Vivian went to her bedroom, turned her radio to her favorite rock and roll station and took off her blue and white school uniform. She was still thinking about the word pussy and wondering about female menstruation as she hung her clothes in her closet. Before she dressed in her casual clothes she stood in front of her full length bedroom mirror and looked at herself in her panties and bra. On an impulse, she took them off and stood there gazing at her naked body. She listened to the beat of the music and cradled both breasts in cupped hands. Her nipples stiffened and she felt her first sexual arousal. She touched her nipples with her fingertips. She watched herself in the mirror and felt her heart begin to beat faster. She looked at the place between her legs and thought about what she’d heard in school that day. “Pussy,” she said aloud to herself. Then she put her hand on her mound, petting the silken black hair on her Venus mound. It felt like velvet. “Mmm,” she murmured. “How wonderful to touch it,” she thought. She moved her feet wider apart and tipped her pelvis up toward the mirror. The lips of her vulva were swelled and she used her hands to spread them so she could see the opening of her vagina. For the first time in her life she slowly pushed one of her fingers into her sex. It felt so hot and wet and she was so excited by this feeling that she withdrew her hand almost instantly. Emotional and physical feelings surged up inside her, mixed with guilt and the excitement of doing something for the first time. Her heart race as she inserted the right middle finger of her right hand back inside her hot vagina. She carefully explored it, savoring the pleasure, rubbing her finger along the lips of her vagina, from deep between her legs to the top where she discovered something Sister Celene had barely mentioned. Her little clitoris. When she touched it, shivers ran through her entire body. She jerked involuntarily. Then she saw the first evidence of red blood oozing from inside her. It arrived accompanied by a strong odor which heightened her arousal. She wanted to continue but hermother was due home soon. She wiped herself clean in the bathroom. She got dressed her casual clothes and waited for her mother, watching television in the family room. When her mother came home she couldn’t wait to tell her. “, I got my period today, Mom, only about half an hour ago!” Vivian told her mother she had discovered it changing clothes. She mentioned nothing about touching herself in front of the mirror. Vivian decided that would be her little secret. Her mother comforted her and reminded her how they’d discussed this before, that it was only a natural phenomenon all women experience. “My little girl. You’ve become a woman today, Viv. A woman.” She took her to the bathroom and opened a box of sanitary napkins. Viv pulled down her panties and wiped her weeping. Her mother brought her some clean underwear and showed her how to place the sanitary napkin inside her panties. She hugged her daughter and repeated, “My little girl is growing up. You’re a woman now, dear.” Then she added, “But remember, you’re not an adult yet. You’ll still be mommy’s little girl for a few more years.” And she was, with one exception, more the habit of adult women than “mommy’s little girls.” She became an obsessive masturbator. She shared her new found joy with no one, not even her best friend Amanda. -- +----------------' Story submission `-+-' Moderator contact `--------------+ | <story-submit@qz.little-neck.ny.us> | <story-admin@qz.little-neck.ny.us> | | Archive site +----------------------+--------------------+ Newsgroup FAQ | <http://www.qz.to/erotica/assm/>----<http://www.qz.to/erotica/assm/faq.html>