ADULTS ONLY FICTION: gsolo fsolo fg

(C) 2003 Justakiss

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------------------ Nina Finds Herself ------------------


Her little pussy was something special, and she knew it.  Every
time her skinny fingers reached for her plush girl pocket, she
would shiver and let out a little moan, trying not to be heard.
The risk of getting caught was, however,  part of the fun.

Nina knew the importance of being quiet when she was stroking her
little pussy.  She had listened to her older sister masturbating
before, and had even seen her do it once, up close and personal.
That day changed little Nina forever.  Nina had come home from
cheer-leading practice a little early one day, and her parents
had happened to be out shopping for her birthday presents.  Nina
was going to be 10 on Sunday, and she was as excited as ever when
she saw her sisters Volkswagen Beetle in the driveway, and
decided to sneak in and surprise sister Mary and maybe get a good
scare.

Nina came in through the back door and walked silently towards
the kitchen.  Down the hall she could hear a light, whimpering
sound coming from her sisters bedroom.  She walked lightly
towards Marys bedroom door, which was wide open, and Mary was
lying on the bed doing a most peculiar thing.  Her headphones
were on and her eyes were closed.  Marys hand was shoved down the
front of her white cotton panties like she was rubbing herself
and a big smile was on her face.  Nina was now standing right in
front of Mary, who obviously had no clue she was being watched.

Mary was very pretty Nina thought, especially right now the way
her skin shined and her lips seemed to be more colorful than
usual.  There was a glow emanating from her, which made her seem
like an angel in flight without a worry in the world!  Nina
tended to be quite observant and always took notice of the fine
details that some people would never catch.  She was transfixed
upon her sister and her odd behavior, not really wondering so
much what Mary was doing, but rather how good she looked doing
it.

Mary seemed to be moving around a little faster now and was
sweating.  Her panties had a wet spot on them, which seemed to
Nina to be growing larger with every moment.  Just then Mary let
out a mousy squeal and opened her eyes.  She was shocked to see
little Nina standing there, but was still caught up in her orgasm
and continued rubbing herself and moaning, as if she was being
completely controlled by some hidden force that wouldn't let go.
Her shaking and little noises had now subsided and fourteen year
old Mary was looking angrily at her little sister.

"What the fuck do you think you are doing?" Mary screamed.  Nina
was still lost in the moment, unable to speak.  "Oh my God!" Mary
said, mostly to herself as she pulled a blanket up over her
nubile body.  "I'm sorry, I just walked in the house and there
you were, acting like you just saw heaven or something.  What
were you doing, please tell me!" Nina begged.  Mary was screaming
now and pushed her out of the doorway and slammed the door shut.

Nina stood there for a moment and could hear Mary crying on the
other side of the door.  The smell of her sisters' handiwork
still permeated the air, and  Nina was thrilled by the aroma of
worked over pussy.

Nina walked back to her room and sat down on the bed.  "Why was
she so happy one minute, then mad at me the next?" Nina thought
to herself.  With this inquisitive thought, she then reached down
under her skirt and ran her fingers along the top of her own
panties, before making a heart shape with those dainty fingers
over her moistened panty crotch.  Feeling that they were wet,
just like her sister's panties were, she giggled to herself in a
somehow deviant, yet innocent manner.  She looked up to make sure
nobody was coming into her room, a lesson well learned through
pleasant observation.

She rubbed on her crotch a little more, not quite understanding
what she was feeling.  It kind of felt like that time she got
shocked by some science project at school.  Her whole body felt
tingly and she could feel herself separating the soft flesh
between her legs.  She started to think about her sister.  Had
she embarrassed Mary somehow?

Nina stopped what she was doing and pulled her hands from under
her skirt.  Just then Mary came in and sat down beside her.  "I'm
sorry I yelled at you back there, it's just that you scared me,"
she said calmly while fidgeting with the over-sized T-shirt she
now had on.  Marys nipples were pressed hard against the fabric.
Her aereolas were dark and quite large, not small and pink like
Ninas nipples were.

Nina then said abruptly, while looking at Marys breasts, "I don't
know what you were doing, but it sure looked like a lot of fun!"
Mary, blushing slightly, smiled and said, "I can't believe you
are almost ten now, and have never fingered yourself.  I started
when I was very young, and haven't stopped since!"

Nina looked at her older sister now with the look of respect you
give to a teacher or to a hero.  "Why do you do that to
yourself," she asked, not being shy in the least.  Mary, now
smiling, was trying to come up with an answer for her little,
naive sister.  "...Because it feels good, that is all the reason
you need.  We are not supposed to talk about it though, so you
promise me you won't tell anyone about this, O.K.?" Mary said in
a calm, loving voice.  Nina spurted, "I promise, but you've got
to show me how to do it, you've got to, you just got to!".

Mary smiled at her little sister and told her reassuringly, "I
don't have to show you how to do it, you will figure it all out
just fine on your own.  I have no doubts about that.  You just
don't talk to anyone about it.  It's something special between
you and your body to share."  Nina looked puzzled, then said "Why
am I not supposed to talk about it, if it feels so good, we
should tell everybody about it!"  Mary looked at her eager sister
lovingly and whispered, "You just don't.  People will think you
are crazy if you do.  It's just the way people are, too uptight,
even though they all do it".

Mary thought of how cute it was that Nina thought her older
sister had discovered this fun all by herself, as if the rest of
the world had not caught on yet.  Mary stood up and left the
room.  She still had on the white undies she was wearing earlier.
They stuck out of the bottom of her T-shirt just enough for Nina
to see them and they looked so grown up to Nina all damp and
sticky and bunched up in her crotch.

That night when everyone else was asleep, Nina sat up in bed and
turned her small bedside lamp on.  She pulled her covers down and
looked down at her body.  She was wearing only her panties, since
she had decided not to wear pajamas to bed, as she normally would
have done.  Looking down at her small, hardly noticeable boobies,
she noticed that her nipples were bigger than usual, like they
get when it's real cold.  She didn't feel cold though, in fact,
she felt quite warm.  A feeling of peace and excitement came over
her, causing her to smile and let out a playful giggle.  She
started to play with her long dark hair like she always does when
she feels happy.

Nina was looking around the room, lost in some young girls'
reverie, when her eyes returned to her stomach.  It was the
middle of the fall season and Nina noticed how pale her skin was.
 She seemed very pleased with her light, creamy skin tone, and
then noticed just how soft and pretty she looked under the low
wattage light accompanying her in the room.  She then began to
feel guilty for looking at herself and being proud.  A strong
sense of being exposed had also come over her, which Nina found
somewhat amusing.  With the light on she felt like she was being
watched and admired by someone else at the same time.

Nina did like getting attention, and had always noticed that
people seemed to look at her a lot, especially boys and older
men.  Even the older girl working at the grocery stared at Nina
when she shopped for her mother.  They always looked at her real
funny though, staring mostly at her body with a kind of vacant
stare as if they were frozen for a few moments.  She always
thought this odd, but now she suddenly understood that they were
admiring her tender frame as much as she now was.

Her gaze turned to her legs, which she pulled up a little,
raising her knees off of the bed.  She put her hands inside her
milky, smooth thighs and lightly ran her fingers along her legs,
back and forth between her panties and her knees.  It tickled
her, but not like the daddy playing with you kind of a tickle,
but a very relaxing, more enjoyable tickle.  All tenseness had
now evacuated her and Nina felt as relaxed as she had ever been.
While stroking her thighs, she looked down at her pink panties.
She could see how the two little mounds of flesh underneath them
were raised like a little "m".  The curves seemed perfect to her,
hiding behind the mask of pink cotton.  She lowered one hand and
placed a fingertip in between her soft little lips, sensing a
small damp spot on her undies.  She pressed on it a little,
suddenly tensing up and closing her eyes.  Her fingers were now
moving around, pushing the material in between her lips,
massaging herself through the fabric.

Enjoying herself immensely, Nina thought about a name for her
newfound activity.  She giggled at the thought because it was
common for her to give cute little names to just about
everything.  "This needs to be a secret name though," she
thought.  After pondering for a short time, Nina decided to call
her fingerwork "rubbies".  Nina already had a pet name for that
special place down below, which was given by her parents when she
was little.  Well, when she was littler anyway.  They called it
her "cunny".   "Why in the world did they call it that?" she
asked herself.

Suddenly she remembered a word one of the other cheerleaders
taught her a while back.  Pussy.  Nina thought this was a much
more pleasant name than cunny and said the word out loud, so
gently that her voice faltered halfway through it.  "P u u - s s
s y", she said, then saying it again in a clearer manner.  "P u s
s y".  Without even realizing it, her fingers were frigging her
crotch fairly eagerly at this point.  A gasp of air escaped her
mouth as her panties were now getting noticeably wetter.

"Hmm, wet pussy!" she thought to herself, letting out another
little giggle.  Nina raised her hand to her face instinctively,
and smelled her finger.  It smelled like sweat, only with a
little sugar mixed in, Nina thought to herself.  It was a
compelling fragrance to her, like that of a fresh ground spice, a
spice she knew nothing of.  Did all cunnies smell like this?  She
thought about this for a moment, as she noticed the way the light
glistened on her wet finger.  She decided there was only one way
to find out.

Nina quickly reached over and turned off the light beside her
bed. She then pulled her blanket up over her body and opened her
door quietly.  It was getting late and she was wondering if
everyone was asleep.  Nina looked down the hall to the left and
saw that her sisters' door was closed, and noticed it was very
quiet throughout the house, which was a much different scene than
when she first got home today!

After the encounter with her sister that afternoon, she had
dinner with Mary and her parents, which was full of teasing about
her birthday gifts.  Mary mentioned how on her recent birthday,
she got lots of clothes, and money, and concert tickets for some
drug induced freak that was popular at the time.  The night of
the concert, Mary lost her virginity to some punk, whose real
name she never knew.  Mary grinned wryly as she mentioned those
tickets, and of course no one noticed it the way Nina did.  Mary
was remembering the pinkish blood and cum mixture which oozed out
of her cunt on that night.

Nina looked down the hallway to the right and entered very
slowly, with the thick blanket draped around her.  Further down
the hall was a red glow emanating from the living room on the
right, provided from an electric candle her mother had placed in
the window years ago and has been on every night since.
Unbeknownst to everyone but Mary, the light was put in the window
the day after Mary had her first "jam session".  On the left was
the kitchen, illuminated only by the back porch light shining
through the sliding doors at the rear of the house.

She entered the kitchen and stopped.  Not because she couldn't
see very well, but because she had a strange feeling coming over
her because of what she was doing.  Nina was curious and
inquisitive, she was not going to let some strange feeling keep
her from answering her question.  Little did she know, but this
was only one of many odd feelings to be experienced by her this
evening.  Walking quietly through the kitchen, she made her way
to the laundry room, which leads out to the garage.  Nina looked
around in the room, but could see very little. The outlines of
the washer and dryer could barely be made out, although there was
light coming in from under the door to the garage.  This was the
light her father had always left on at night, for whatever
strange reason that might be.

Nina opened the door just enough to see and could now make out
the dirty clothes lying about on the floor and in baskets,
quietly waiting for their turn to be washed, dried, and folded
neatly, being tucked away in dark drawers and closets until it
was time to be soiled once again.  Nina looked down and
immediately saw what she came for.  She grabbed them, pulling
them under her blanket and shutting the garage door quickly, yet
quietly, not wanting to wake anyone up.  Scurrying across the
kitchen floor, Nina made her way down the hall to her own doorway
and entered her bedroom, closing the door behind her.  She
quickly slid back into bed with her new project and clicked her
light back on.  It sounded so loud to her, but maybe this was due
to the guilt that was rushing through her veins like dirty water
in a gutter during a summer rainstorm.

The blanket slowly undraped itself from around her as she grasped
her new toy.  She now held the white panties out at arms length
with both hands and thought of their simplicity.  Nina liked the
lace bordering the waist and the slender leg holes.  They were so
light and pretty and Nina found herself fixated on their
femininity.  Her gaze turned towards the seamed-in part that
covers the cunny.  This part was a little wrinkled but was still
wet and had a light tint to it.  Nina shivered as she thought
about her next move. The underpants slowly came towards her face
and she noticed for the first time that she enjoyed teasing
herself and taking her time with these games.  Her sisters'
knickers fell upon her face as though a leaf had just glided to a
predetermined place on the surface of a small puddle.  The aroma
moved her in body and mind and her head swam with delight as the
pungent odors emanated from the fabric.  Thinking of Mary's pussy
being enveloped by them only hours before made Nina dizzy as she
continued inhaling the scent of her sister like a hound on a
fox's tail.

Without even realizing it, the fingers of her two hands were now
toying with her breasts, squeezing lightly and caressing them
with an attitude of despair.  It was difficult to see with the
panties draped over her face, but Nina saw how her nipples were
enlarged and she greatly admired their beauty.  A slow stroke of
her fingertip was all it took to realize that her body was now
extremely sensitive to the touch.  A moan escaped her lips as a
wide smile came across her face.  Eyes closed, Nina now ran one
hand to her own panties and slowly inserted her fingers
underneath the waistband.

She intentionally took her time, easing her way between cloth and
flesh as she continually inhaled the leftovers of Mary's
"rubbies".  The tip of her middle finger, being the longest,
found its way to her cunny.  At that instant, her soul seemed to
leave her body and she shook almost violently and cried out loud,
breaking Dthe stillness of the autumn night.  Tears streamed from
her eyes as her finger inserted itself into her tight, little
preteen oven.  Everything else all nonsense now, she cried out
again as she caught another whiff of the treasure trove lying
upon her face.  The warmth and stickiness of her pussy drove her
finger even farther into its darkness, wrapping around it like a
hug Fof appreciation.  With the frantic pace of hummingbirds'
wings, Ninas' fingers delivered her the moment of unknowing
anticipation as she writhed and squealed just like a young girl
does when she gets excited.  As though it were a meditative
incense, the smell of her finger-banging filled the room.  Soft
cries fell from her lips as juices flowed from her pussy onto the
pristine sheets of her bed.

Nina slowly opened her eyes and tears escaped them as she pulled
Mary's undies from her face.  Her body was covered with her salty
sweat and Nina suddenly noticed the wetness surrounding her.  It
appeared as if she had woken from a nightmare, but Nina had not
experienced a horrid vision.  Hers was of peace and tranquillity.
 Nina had, in fact, just experienced the first of many orgasms.

She sat up awkwardly and looked at the wet spot in her pink
cottons.  The blood from her hymen breakage had stained her
panties as well as her sheets.  For some odd reason, the blood
did not scare her in the least.  All too soon Nina would find out
that she had, in fact, popped her own cherry.  Not noticing the
girl in the long T-shirt at the door, Nina slowly peeled off her
panties and raised them to her dry mouth.  She moistened her now
dry lips with them and applied the red paint as lipstick, which
she had never been permitted to use. Being very pleased with
herself, she turned on to her side to switch off the lamp.  As
the light left the room, Nina noticed the figure in her doorway.
How long had she been standing there?

The next morning, the girls' mother unexpectedly removed the red
candle lamp from the front house window.  A dual red lamp soon
replaced it.  Mary noted the irony in this and laughed out loud
at its unintended symbolism as she left to meet her boyfriend for
a roll in the hay.


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