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It seems as if this NIKKI@P.U. can't read too well. Many of the stories she
has been posting were written by "Story Guy" and he/she plainly states the
stories cannot be reposted. All his/her stories can be viewed at:
http://www.asstr.com/~storyguy/
<@> wrote in message news:412533a3$1_1@galaxy.uncensored-news.com...
>
> JENNIFER'S REBELLION - 1 (ped, bdsm, abuse, incest)
>
> Jennifer was only a month away from her fourteenth birthday. She had
already
> developed into a very pretty girl with a very developed body for her age.
> The problem was she came from a very religious, conservative family. While
> other girls her age were wearing pretty, skimpy, bikini panties, Jen had
> to wear plain white cotton briefs. Her mother thought bikini panties were
> immoral and wouldn't even consider letting her daughter wear such
"disgraceful"
> underwear. Mini skirts were also out of the question. Jen's skirts all
extended
> bellow her knees. Her pants and jeans, which she was not allowed to wear
> to school, were all baggy. Her mother would periodically go through her
clothes
> and throw out any that would show Jen's developing curves. "Ladies
shouldn't
> wear tight clothes," her mother always said. "Only immoral girls showed
their
> bodies." Even her swim suits were conservative by any standards. They were
> all the one piece type with skirts.
>
> Because of the way she was forced to dress, Jen was a loner. Her hair,
blond
> in color, was always pulled back to make her look like a librarian. Most
> of her classmates ignored her. Those that didn't only made fun of her. Jen
> longed to go to school dances but again her parents didn't approve of
either
> the music or the type of dancing that went on. Boys were completely out of
> the question and she wasn't even allowed to go to other girl's houses.
"Any
> true friend would be willing to come to you," her father told her. On the
> rare occasion when a girl would visit her, they had to be either in the
kitchen
> or living room. To go to her room and be alone with someone was not
allowed.
> Her parents didn't want to chance that Jen would be exposed to something
> "sinful."
>
> Jen's only release was masturbation. She had discovered that pleasure by
> accident two years ago. She had been taking a bath. As she ran the
washcloth
> over her body, she slipped her hand between her legs to wash there too. As
> it slid along her slit, Jen felt a tingling sensation. The feeling
frightened
> her but also intrigued her also. Curiosity made her repeat the motion. The
> more she did it, the better it felt. She closed her eyes and continued to
> run the washcloth between her legs enjoying the feeling it was producing.
> She almost fainted when orgasm hit her. Waves of pleasure like she had
never
> experienced washed over her. She didn't understand what happened but she
> liked the experience it gave her.
>
> Guilt entered her mind after her climax finally ended. She knew she
shouldn't
> be touching herself in such a way. For the next two weeks, she avoided
pleasuring
> herself but gave in again eventually. After that, she would masturbate
every
> time she was in the tub. One time, her mother walked into the bathroom on
> her. Naturally she stopped her rubbing and waited for her mother to leave.
> Unfortunately her mother stayed and talked to her. In frustration, Jen
finally
> ended her bath without her usual release. It was on that night she
discovered
> she didn't need the washcloth. She was in bed and, out of frustration,
started
> to touch herself with her fingers. Soon she was able to climax. Her
bathtub
> games ended. At least she was assured of being alone and undisturbed in
bed.
>
> She also started to experiment with her clothes. If she was wearing a
dress,
> she would sometimes roll the waistband of her white cottons down to her
hips.
> She knew they were still white cottons but the feeling of her panties
riding
> low on her hips made her feel sexy. After wearing them like that all
evening
> for the first time, she had the best orgasm of her life when she
masturbated
> that night. The idea of doing something daring seemed to make her
excitement
> grow.
>
> Seeking more adventure, one day after school she went into her room and
instead
> of changing out of her dress, she left it on. What no one else knew was
she
> had taken her panties off. She spent the entire afternoon and evening with
> no panties. The act excited her so much she went to bed early that night.
> She wasn't that tired but she was so turned on she couldn't wait to
masturbate.
> For the first time, she had to make herself cum twice before she could
fall
> asleep.
>
> The next day, Jen and her mother went shopping. They wandered around the
> various clothing stores at the mall. Jen looked with envy at all the teen
> fashions knowing her mother would never approve of such clothes. Her
mother
> picked up a package of underwear for Jen. As usual it was white cotton
briefs.
> Jen spotted some low cut briefs. She tried to convince her mother to buy
> them instead of the ones she had picked up. After all, they were still
white
> and cotton. They were just low cut. Her mother flatly refused and on their
> way home from the mall, with the plain white cotton briefs, proceeded to
> lecture Jen on the "proper" clothes to wear. Jen had heard the lecture
many
> times before but this time became even more infuriated. Knowing she had no
> hope of changing her mother's mind, Jen just listened and nodded at the
appropriate
> places in the conversation.
>
> When it was time for her to go to bed, Jen was still angry. The night was
> unusually warm which didn't help matters. Jen lay on her bed wearing her
> usual long nightgown staring at the ceiling. She wished she had a short
nightgown
> but her parents thought they were immoral too. She hadn't realized how
long
> she had been awake until it dawned on her the house was quiet. Quietly she
> went to her door and opened it. The house was dark indicating her parents
> had gone to bed. Her room was too hot to sleep. She walked to her window
> and looked out into the back yard. She could feel a slight breeze. She
knew
> her parents would never allow her to go out but they were asleep. They'd
> never know. Maybe if she went out she could cool both her temper and body
> and finally get some sleep.
>
> Carefully Jen opened the screen in her window. The ground was only a few
> feet below. Quietly she climbed out the window. A feeling of exhilaration
> filled her as she stood on the ground. She suddenly felt free. She looked
> around and saw nothing in the dim moon light. In a way, she was out of her
> parents control now. She was doing something she knew her parents would
never
> allow. Even though she was in her own back yard still, she felt free. She
> could do whatever she wanted. Her mind wandered back to her mother's
lecture
> that afternoon. "When will she let me grow up?" Jen pondered. The anger
started
> to return. She hated the plain, white cotton briefs her mother made her
wear.
> "I'll show her!" Jen thought as her hands went under her nightgown. With
> one swift push, her briefs crumpled at her feet. She stepped out of them,
> picked them up, and tossed them through the open window back into her
room.
>
> Jen walked across the yard towards the shed in the back corner of the lot.
> She smiled to herself. "If I can't wear what I want, I'll wear none," she
> thought to herself. Being outside with no panties excited her, added to
the
> feeling of freedom she was feeling, Jen became more daring.
>
> She stopped at the shed and turned to face the dark house. She looked
around
> again to make sure she was alone. Satisfied, she reached down to the hem
> of her nightgown. She took a deep breath and slowly pulled it to her
waist.
> A grin formed on her face. She stood there with her naked pussy and cute
> bubble butt exposed to anything or anyone that could see her. She knew
there
> was no one around to look but the idea of being exposed aroused her even
> more than she was. She noticed a light still on in the neighbor's house.
>
> Jen released her grip on her nightgown and slowly crept towards the
neighbor's
> house. She was careful to stay in the shadows though. She stopped at the
> big tree in the neighbors yard. It was about twenty feet from their house.
> The window of the room with the light of was on the second floor. Jen saw
> no movement in the house and didn't know which room had the light on. She
> had never been in the house. She did know the people that lived there were
> about her parents age. They had two sons, one younger than she and one
older.
> Neither boy had much to do with her. They had only lived there for a few
> months and she hadn't even met them. Her mother didn't think it proper for
> her to associate with them although she hadn't explained why.
>
> Jen watched the window for a while. She wondered what the boys were like.
> The younger was still in elementary school. The older was in her school.
> She thought his name was Rick but wasn't sure. She had seen him and he
looked
> like a nice boy. He was handsome and dressed nice. She hadn't seen
anything
> that her mother would have objected to except that he was a boy. Her
mother
> had given Jen the "all boys are evil" lecture enough to realize being a
boy
> was enough for her mother to reject him. Still, that wasn't reason enough
> for Jen.
>
> She sighed wishing her parents weren't so strict. Jen then realized that
> for a while at least, she was free. She could do as she pleased. The smile
> returned to her face as she again reached for the hem of her nightgown.
She
> pulled it up but this time didn't stop at her waist. Her heart was
pounding
> as she pulled the nightgown over her head. She pulled it off then clutched
> it tightly to her chest. She couldn't hear anything above the base drum
beating
> in her ears which was actually her heartbeat. Her breathing was heavy. As
> Jen's courage grew, her clenched arms relaxed. Finally her arms fell to
her
> sides. Her nightgown was still gripped in one hand but she was now
completely
> nude and exposed. Her pussy was wet; wetter than it had ever been.
>
> She stood for a few minutes, covered by the shadows of the tree but
completely
> nude. Had she been standing there in her briefs, she would have felt shame
> because of their style but being completely nude, she felt aroused. Slowly
> she turned and started walking back to her yard, dragging her nightgown on
> the ground behind her. She didn't have to look at her nipples to know they
> were as hard as rocks. She could feel them. She could feel the
slipperiness
> between her legs. At her father's shed, she dropped her nightgown to the
> ground.
>
> Her legs were shaky. She sat down on the nightgown and opened her knees.
> Her hand went to her pussy. She needed relief and she wanted it now. Her
> clit was poking out from her pussy lips she was so turned on. Her hand
went
> to her sticky crotch. She bit her lip as she started to massage her sex.
> She fell back not being able to sit up any longer. With one hand playing
> with her clit, she brought the other to her pussy lips. Her fingers danced
> lightly around her love canal before one finger plunger inside. She moaned
> as her arousal increased. Jen's lips were quivering as her climax hit.
Everything
> disappeared from her mind except the intense shock waves eminating from
her
> pussy. Waves of pleasure washed over her.
>
> After what seemed like an eternity, her orgasm subsided. Her legs flopped
> to the ground as she recovered. Her orgasm had left her almost paralyzed.
> She lay there as her strength returned. Sex finally released her mind and
> it cleared. She sat up. She was now tired. She stood and picked up her
nightgown,
> not bothering to put it on.
>
> Jen tossed the nightgown through the open window and then followed it in.
> She stood and looked at her bed. She wanted to just climb in and go to
sleep
> but knew if she was discovered sleeping nude, she'd never hear the end of
> it. Reluctantly she put on her nightgown. She didn't bother with anything
> else. They'd never know anyway. After her adventure, she was exhausted. No
> sooner did her head hit the pillow than she drifted off into blissful
sleep.
>
>
>
> TO BE CONTINUED
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