"For your information, it is not peach fuzz anymore," she said, ignoring Kelly's charge that she had been all caught up in examining her pubes. "I have hairs there, not fuzz. And it's none of your business, anyway."
She stalked out of the bathroom toward her bedroom, her cute little ass wiggling under the towel. As she left the room Kelly noticed that the little bee-sting titties Lilly had been sporting for a few months seemed to be somewhat larger. That was it okay. Lilly was finally growing up. And maybe just a wee bit jealous of her older sister's ample tits and of her furry bush.
Kelly stepped under the shower and began lathering herself down. She applied copious amounts of thick suds to her tits and underarms and to the curly swell of her cunt. As she washed her gleaming body, she thought fondly of how Lilly had been checking her meager-haired little pussy for signs of new ones about to pop out of the skin. She remembered so well how she had done the same thing herself when she was about that age, and how important it had been to her when she discovered a new one sprouting up. And when her titties had begun to swell, as Lilly's were doing now, she remembered how she carefully observed them from all angles every time she got the chance.
She hadn't been such a tomboy as Lilly. She had welcomed her developing femininity and had been eager for the swell of her titty to finally require a brassiere. She glanced down at the high tips of her fat nipples and was grateful that her little beestings had turned into such fully packed, perfectly shaped tits. She remembered the first time she ever played with her pussy and idly wondered if Lilly ever did such things. She giggled to herself as she combed her long black hair. The thought of her skinny little sis feeling around between her legs and fingering her nearly hairless pussy was somehow funny.
Kelly powdered herself with talcum, her usual procedure, and went to bed at once. Before long she was asleep. The release provided by David's mouth on her cunt a couple of hours earlier had made her very relaxed and ready for sleep.
In the master bedroom, Curt crawled between the sheets before Karol entered the room. When she got naked and slid in beside him, she threw her arm affectionately over his side and let her hand fall dangerously close to his soft cock. He gave no reaction, so she moved closer to him, pressing her naked tits against his back.
"Not tonight, honey," Curt said sleepily. "I got a big day ahead of me tomorrow at work."
Karol accepted his word. She rolled over to her side of the bed and lay quietly until she heard him snoring. Then she delicately placed her fingers between her thighs and worked on herself till she was nice and wet. Burying her face in the pillow so as not to wake Curt up, she frigged her juicy cunt for several long, delicious minutes. Finally she slipped her fingertips up to the shaft of her aroused clit and, applying herself to her lust, brought herself off. She lay for several minutes enjoying the relaxing lassitude which followed.
Before going to sleep she thought to herself about her sex life. If Curt wasn't ready to service her whenever she needed it from him, there were certainly other ways of getting the job done. And masturbation was only part of it. He knew she did that once in a while. But he'd no idea what additional activities his wife participated in to relieve her considerable appetites. And he wasn't ever going to find out, either. If he ever did, there was no question in her mind but what he'd divorce her. Gratified by her own fingers and keeping her secret safe within her head, Karol soon drowsed off to sleep.
But in the third bedroom of the Carson's house, the occupant was still very much awake. Young Lilly had a few things to concern herself with before she was ready to go to sleep. Making sure that her door was securely locked, the youngster stood in the middle of her room and judged herself critically in the mirror. She had never been very interested in her appearance until very recently, but now she was making up for lost time.
She had already changed into her shorty pajamas, so her arms and legs were covered. But being a very long-waisted girl, her pajama top failed to touch the waistband of the bottoms by a couple of inches. There was a band of honey-colored skin visible just above her protruding hip bones.
Compared to the other kids in her class at school, Lilly thought she was at least above average in looks and maybe even one of the prettiest two or three girls of all. But it wasn't her classmates she was concerned about. It was her big sis and even -- since the keyhole affair -- her mom. She had suddenly decided she was very deficient in the titty department, or "ninnies", as she sometimes called them. And she couldn't wait to have a nice pair the size of her mom's or of her sister's.
She turned this way and that, but no matter how she stood she couldn't make the points of her small titties show up through the top of her pajamas. Still looking at herself in the full-length mirror, she stepped out of her bottoms and regarded the long, slender legs that disappeared under the hem of her pajama tops with only an inch or two of panties visible. She honestly thought she had pretty good legs for her age, even if they did tend to be a little skinny. She turned and pranced in place, extending them and twisting them every which way. She liked what she saw.
And apparently a few other people did too. She'd noticed a couple of the older boys she played softball with take an awfully long look up her skirt if she happened to be wearing one when she played in the park with them. When she wore pants they didn't seem to notice her as much. In the past she had thought things like that were dumb, but now that she was changing her mind about a few things she could remember other guys who had looked at her in a funny way.
One was an old guy that lived near her school. Whenever she walked by on her way home, she would often see him trying to sneak a look up her skirt if the wind was blowing. If someone his age tried to see what she had under her skirt, then she reasoned she must be growing up. And she had also noticed that the boys who bagged groceries at the store had started paying attention to her if she happened to be wearing a tank top that showed her budding ninnies.
She sat back on the bed and unbuttoned her pajama top, letting it fall behind her. Now her titties were naked. She carefully examined them with her fingers. Each one had a pert berry of a nipple at its center and was supported with a firm little mound of titty flesh about as big as a fat strawberry. Maybe Mom would get her a bra soon. She touched them gently with the tips of her fingers and noticed that when she tickled them just right the tips got harder and stuck out more. It was sort of like the way they looked in the winter when she got cold. But she'd never noticed she could have them get hard by just touching them.
Lilly then swung her feet off the floor and lay backwards onto the bed with her toes in the air. She caught a shot of herself in the mirror and stuck her tongue out at herself, then slipped her thumbs under the elastic of her panties and skinned them off over her legs. She tossed them aside and let her feet fall to the floor again. She glanced again at the door and, assured once more she was in complete privacy, she spread her slim thighs. She put her hands between her legs and carefully manipulated the twin halves of her nearly hairless pussy lips.
No, there didn't seem to be any sign of new hairs yet. But the ones she had been secretly so proud of were very much in evidence, she was pleased to note -- three golden strands that curled up from the pad of flesh at the top of her pussy. She delicately ran her fingers up each one to measure its length.
Lilly kept examining her pussy and thinking about how it compared with her mom's and her sister's. They both certainly had huge muffs of hair on theirs -- coal black, too. Hers was bright blond and she wasn't sure if it would turn black one day like theirs or if it would stay blond because the hair on her head was that color. She'd have to take a little peek the next time she was in the girl's rest room at school and see if older blonds had light or dark pussy hairs.