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Subject: {ASSM} Amy's Adolescence (f-solo) - Chapter 2. A Mother's Concern.
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Amy's Adolescence (f-solo)
By Philip Harris
Chapter 2. A Mother's Concern.
Over the next several weeks Amy masturbated often, as she
usually did, but now she practiced climaxing as quietly as
she could. It was very difficult for her because Amy found
sexual ecstasy to be the greatest delight in her life, and
the more noise she made when she climaxed the better her
orgasms felt.
She liked it best when she was alone in her home. Then she
could scream as she neared climax, shouting "no, no, no!"
as she pretended being raped, her favorite fantasy.
Is this what it is like with a good lover, Amy wondered? A
man who loved her would want to hear her moan. He wouldn't
mind if he hurt her, because he would understand that being
hurt during sex was part of Amy's fantasies of fulfillment.
How nice it must feel to be slapped across the face during
orgasm, she thought, to be told that she shouldn't cum
until her man was ready, but now that she' started cumming
she absolutely mustn't stop until her man was through.
But those must be sick thoughts, Amy decided. Her
boyfriends, well she'd only had two, had become alarmed by
Amy's wild sexual cries and writhing.
So all through the summer Amy practiced quiet climax. She
learned to be ladylike--stony.
It worked at getting Jeff to cum in her. He felt that
their sex was delightful now. When he asked for sex Amy
fondled and sucked his cock, and when he was ready she'd
take off her pants and lay down, and then she'd lay
perfectly still while he penetrated her and came inside
her. A "thank-you" kiss on Amy's forehead signaled when he
was done and they could both dress again and go see a
movie.
Amy was loved by Jeff, she had a boyfriend and provided him
with sex, and that was all that was important, wasn't it?
But Amy never came when Jeff fucked her. She didn't even
dare get herself off afterward by quick fingering, because
even with all her practice she hadn't learned to cum with
her mouth closed.
And now when Amy did cum on her own it took her a long,
long time. When she had been noisy she would have three or
four cums in the time it took her to have one quiet one.
Growing to become a woman was harder than Amy expected.
It was on Thanksgiving Day when Amy was caught by her
mother. Jeff had left for the holiday on the night before,
so he and Amy had good-bye sex, but by the time she'd
gotten home Amy's aunt and uncle had arrived to visit for
the holiday. Although she'd learned to be quiet in her
room, Amy decided not to risk playing with herself while
strangers, well relatives, where in the house.
But by Thanksgiving Day Amy was keyed up with horniness
from having gone without an orgasm the day before. She
sneaked away from her family, went up to her bedroom and
turned her radio on loudly. Quickly disrobing, and then
opening her bedroom window for fresh air, Amy lay down on
her bed, placing her nightgown beneath her to protect her
sheets, as she always did.
Oh god these quiet ones take a long, long time, she
thought. The time it takes her these days was honestly
affecting her homework, she said to herself. Amy's hips
wanted to wriggle, but she kept them perfectly still. Her
finger movements were slight. How she wished she could get
rough with herself like she used to! She didn't want to
wait--she wanted to cum now!
"Gah, gah, gah," she said aloud finally, fearing that if
held out much longer then her mother would notice her
absence and come looking for her. She came, but it was a
small climax; unsatisfying; imperceptible outside of her
own feelings. God, what a way to spend Thanksgiving, she
thought to herself.
Suddenly Amy froze. Thinking of Thanksgiving made her
listen for the holiday noises downstairs, and she realized
that she could hear the downstairs sounds more clearly than
she should have. She turned her head to her bedroom door,
and to her horror Amy saw that her mother was standing in
the doorway.
"Oh, you poor girl," Amy's mother said, a reaction that
took Amy completely by surprise. Amy was speechless as her
mother entered the room and closed door, then crossed to
Amy's bed as Amy sat up. Sitting beside her, Amy's mother
hugged her by her shoulders and said, "You poor dear, you
just can't have climax at all, can you?"
-End of Chapter 2-
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