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(f-teen, solo, 1st, mast, anal) *** Part 3 Kate slept heavily for an hour, her body exhausted by her intense orgasms, but she awoke refreshed. Her body felt different, more alive, and more sensitive than she could ever remember. The tan buds of her nipples throbbed, looking darker and longer sending a shiver of pleasure through her as they brushed her bedding. She rolled onto her back stretching her delicious firm body, arching her back deliberately making the firm young breasts press skyward and she felt a twinge of pain in her pussy reminding her of her recent abandon. Her face flushed as she recalled her wild attack of her young pussy with the golf trophy and remembered the pain and panic she felt from the intense pain as she tried to pull it out of herself. Again she wondered if she had injured herself and felt a pang of panic at the thought of having to tell a doctor how she had hurt her pussy. Kate gingerly stood up and was relieved that although it still ached she could walk and move without difficulty. She stood in front of the long cupboard mirror, opening her legs to see if there was any sign of damage and was embarrassed at the drying residue of her arousal caked in her pubic hair and flaking down her thighs. She opened her crimson pussy lips to check for blood and was shocked at how intense the flash of pleasure was that burned back into belly as she responded to the gentle fingers on her swollen pussy lips. Kate gave a low whimper, her concern disappearing as her fingers quickly drew a rush of renewed wetness and delight into her sex and without thought she eagerly slipped a couple of fingers inside. She gave a long whimper, not of pain, but of pleasure as her fears were swamped by the delight of the stroking fingertips and shockingly within seconds of rising from her bed she was back on her knees her twisting fingers making her gasp as the fierce climax ripped through her. She slumped forward her head resting against the mirror as she gasped and whimpered through the aftermath, her long blonde hair trailed down past her face as she looked back down her body past the now swollen nipples to where her hand was trapped between her tightly clenched thighs. 'Bad girl, bad girl,' she whispered, relieved and ecstatic in equal measure. Another hot shower again lifted her out of her post orgasm lethargy and she found a wet flannel giggling to herself naughtily as she scrubbed the wet puddle on her carpet where she had deflowered herself. 'Mummy would kill me if she had found a puddle of pussy juice on my expensive carpet,' she thought. Kate flounced out of the bedroom more confident in her nakedness now than her first foray downstairs in the nude. As she passed her parent's bedroom door she hesitated. Her rather stern mother did not like Kate going in the bedroom and as usual the door was firmly shut. She opened the door and eased in nervously as if her mother was suddenly going to spring out and demand what she was doing. But of course the room was empty, her parents away for the night leaving the 14 year old on her own for the first time. Not unexpectedly the room was very tidy. Kate's mother Alison was very fastidious. She tiptoed around the room the smell of her parents in the room heightening her anxiousness, making her even more aware of her nakedness. She went to her mother's drawers opening them until found the underwear. Of course it was all neatly laid out and Kate lifted out several bras trying them on in front of the mirror. She was a bit surprised to discover how pretty and sensual they were. Alison always dressed in her own room and did not encourage visitors so Kate realised she had never seen her mother in her underwear. Somehow, the pretty, satin and silk prints just did not seem to fit with her image of her rather cold, austere mother and still wearing a lovely silk and lace bra that fitted nicely lifting up her sweet breasts she opened up the next drawer to look for pants. There was another shock as, neatly lined in rows and tidily folded, she found more sensual treasures. Not the plain, simple pants her mother insisted she wore but frilly French knickers, tanga briefs and even G- strings. Kate gave a sigh of delight as she picked out a tiny silk pair that matched the bra she wore and slipped it over her long, toned legs pulling it up to already wet crotch. Kate paraded in front of the mirror, striking a few provocative poses, feeling hot and sexy in the unaccustomed sheer underwear. She knew the tiny panties would already be soaked but she consoled herself that she was already going to have to wash her pussy stained bedding. The tiny silks seemed to clutch and caress at her swollen clit which was already jutting from its hiding place and as soon as she ran her fingertips over the sensitive bud another climax burst through her and she frigged herself almost brutally through the soft material to sustain her intense delight. She leant back against the bed to relieve her trembling legs and after a few moments went to the big walk in cupboard. She didn't know what to expect, the underwear drawers had already tested her credulity. Hanging neatly in front were the expected rather plain dresses and suits her mother wore regularly but behind Kate was thrilled to find more treasures. On a hanger was a black leather corset. She was surprised at how tightly it wrapped around her as she struggled with the hooks. The half cups fitted well pushing her firm young breasts high and emphasising the swollen, dark nipples. Kate's wet pussy was gushing with excitement, the tiny panties losing the battle allowing her juices to run down her thighs and into the crevice of her backside. Kate was whimpering with pleasure, her excitement levels almost unbearable, the sodden silk panties rubbing constantly on her jutting clit driving her higher and higher, the hanging clothes stimulating her hard nipples. A hard sweet orgasm ripped through her belly, clenching her thighs tightly together making her drop to her knees. Kate knelt at the bottom of the cupboard breathing heavily as the orgasm ebbed leaving her shaking and trembling. As she lifted her head there in front of her was an ornate, rosewood inlay box that she had never seen before. The lid was sealed with a combination lock and curious Kate suddenly wondered what else was hidden from her. She looked at the lock frustrated at not being able to get at this new secret but in the end dialled in her mother's birth year and was thrilled when the lock clicked open. She dragged the box out into the light in the bedroom lifting the lid and gasped with shock revealing the packed collection of vibrators and toys. She almost couldn't believe her strict and forbidding mother could ever have such items but the lock had been her birth date. Kate lifted the top one out. It seemed huge, purple and the soft, jelly-like plastic wobbled in her hands surprisingly warm to the touch. She lifted it to her face and immediately smelt the unmistakable scent of another woman. The dildo was clean but even washed the scent lingered and Kate breathed in deeply the soft jelly pressed to her nose wondering if he was smelling the scent of her aroused mother. The thought that she was made her pussy clench and twitch with excitement and she excitedly scooted round on her bum back in front of the mirror spreading her legs widely eager to feel the plastic cock inside herself. The wanton slut was back in force, staring back heavy lidded, breathing heavily, thighs shaking. She eagerly pulled the sodden panties aside and pressed the purple plastic to her wet pussy lips. Briefly she wondered if the nine inch cock would be too big but it was already way to late for recriminations and she whimpered eagerly as she slid it into her willing pussy, sighing with joy as it slid smoothly home, filling her more than she had ever been filled before. As she pulled it out it dragged across her swollen clit and the flash flood orgasm swept through her again her toned legs snapping shut to clamp the plastic and her hand between her clenching thighs as her back arched and she wailed with delight into the silent room. Kate slumped back trying to remember how many times she had come. Was it really only today she had broken her own hymen with her own fingers? It seemed the short hours had stretched and ironically the thought of her favourite book and fil, The Tales of Narnia, smiling to herself. She had passed through her own secret cupboard into a wonderful hidden world of delight. She ran her shaking fingertips over the inlaid rosewood box. More discoveries were waiting to be made. *** ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ Please keep this story, and all erotic stories out of the hands of children. They should be outside playing in the sunshine, not thinking about adult situations. ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ Kristen's collection - Directory 60