Suzy's Awakening - Sex Stories

Suzy's Awakening

... and dad, or even her younger b*****r Bobby, would be up. Suzy had plenty of time for what had recently become her absolute favorite hobby. Playing with herself. Or &#034masturbation&#034, as she'd recently learned it was called. Masturbation! What a magical word! Until a couple of weeks ago it had been just another word that Suzy Morris didn't understand. Now it had become almost a way of life for the young girl. There was something about the sweet, sexy sensation of her little fingers rummaging around in that tight, virgin hole between Suzy's legs that made her want to do it constantly. She'd even done it right in school, between classes. One day she'd spent her entire lunch period giving herself uncounted orgasms alone in the little girl's rest room. Her poor empty tummy had growled for the rest of the day. But for Suzy, a purring pussy beat a full stomach any day! Suzy shook off these thoughts with a toss of her pretty blonde head and threw back the single sheet that covered her freshly awakened young body. Jumping from her warm bed, she stepped quickly to the door of her room, carefully locked it against any untimely interruption, stepped back, and gazed at herself in the full-length mirror that hung on the back of the door. &#034I still look like some little k**,&#034 she said aloud to herself, frowning. It was true. Standing there in her frilly pink &#034baby doll&#034 pajamas, she did look rather innocent and c***d-like. But Suzy knew very well how to remedy that. ...

... Slowly, as if practicing an exercise from her school dance class, Suzy began to move and sway to the rhythm of imaginary music. And as she did so, she slowly began to unfasten the buttons of her pretty pink pajama top. Suzy loved to strip herself slowly, teasingly, as if she were performing an erotic dance for a large and appreciative audience. Maybe an audience of handsome boys? Suzy could even picture the sexy young boy from her dream watching her, and she knew that he, especially, would be excited by her performance. Button after button was slowly disengaged, each revealing more of her soft, sweet young flesh. When at last a final button popped free, Suzy paused, as if intentionally toying with her imaginary audience. Then, with a seductive glance into the mirror, she allowed the wispy pink &#034baby boll&#034 pajama top to slip from her smooth shoulders and drop to the floor around her feet. Suzy kicked the pajama top away and stood for a moment before the tall mirror, gazing into the smokey eyes of her reflected twin. Now dressed only in her frilly pink panties, Suzy watched in fascination as her pert little breasts rose and fell in time to her breathing, which she noticed was becoming more labored by the minute. She turned aside to admire her profile. &#034Tits could be a bit bigger,&#034 she said ruefully, taking a deeper breath to accentuate their undeveloped fullness. &#034But after all, I'm still growing.&#034 Turning to face her reflection once more, Suzy resumed her ...