She began to roll her clitoris in a small circle, moving it like a marble rolling in boiling oil.
Then it happened! She came with the power of a nuclear blast.
All of a sudden the massive explosions inside her poontang began.
A little spurt of cunt juice sprayed from her urethra.
The pleasure – spread in slow concentric circles until it filled her pussy, and then her hips.
She bounced up and down on the bed on her ass so hard that her left leg fell off the side of the bed and began to kick in the air with the tiny toes clutched tightly under.
Her back teeth not only came unclenched as she climaxed, but her mouth fell gaping open.
The corners of her tiny mouth were stretched taut.
Her jaw threatened to lock there in the open position.
"AAARRRGGGHHH!!!" the little girl called out, thankful that there was no one around to hear her exclamation of lust.
Tamara was not at all sure that she should have kept quiet during her orgasm even if she had wanted to.
She could feel the physical pleasure rolling like a clap of thunder up her arched spine to the base of her skull.
She could feel the fiery pleasure clustering like a comet at the nape of her neck before entering her brain.
The little girl could feel the bed begin to spin around, and she wondered if it were possible to lose consciousness from pure pleasure.
She could see little sparks flying across the darkness of the insides of her tightly clenched and wrinkled eyelids.
She felt as if her bed had left the floor. It felt as if it were spiraling upward toward the ceiling of her bedroom.
Tamara started out touching her clit very gently, and moving it very slowly, as even the gentlest caress put a serious trauma into her aroused nervous system.
But she quickly became accustomed to the new plateau of sensation and increased the pressure and speed of her clitoral massage.
She began to flick her clitoris back and forth with her fingertip as the physical joy again exploded into her brain.
She couldn't believe how much juice was squirting out of her cunt.
Her pussy felt as if it could open to take a tree trunk inside.
She was sure that she could take any sized cock up that tiny cunt as long as she was horny enough.
More than ever she was thinking about consummating the lust she had felt for the horses back in the stable behind the house.
Tamara continued to flick her finger across her love button until she was sure that her orgasm was over.
Her muscles were so tensed, and she was trembling so furiously, that she feared she would hurt herself.
But then all of her muscles relaxed at the same time and she collapsed on the bed.
She could feel the ecstasy of her come being replaced by the warm contentment of her afterglow.
She found that she was able to breathe again, and completely filled her lungs with air the second that she was physically capable.
Tamara could hear her racing heartbeat slowly returning to normal, and her hot sweat began to cool.
She finally opened her eyes and realized that she had to blink a couple of times before she could see clearly.
This was because her eyes had welled slightly with tears during her orgasm. They were tears of joy.
Tamara could tell that the course of her life had been changed forever by the pure act of self-abuse.
She could tell that her obsession with sex and her own desires was going to be even more of a problem now that she knew how good it could make her feel.
Even though Tamara was in awe of the mind-boggling eruption she had caused in her cunt, she still knew – deep down inside – that the real thing would be much better.
The pretty little blonde with the flushed sweaty face knew that being touched had to feel a thousand times better than touching herself.
It took her a few minutes to compose herself.
Her hand was still resting on the soaking wet delta between her legs.
She felt as if she could drift off into a marvelous sleep.
Tamara pulled her wet hand away from her cunt and raised it to her face.
She could see in the sunlight shining through the window how wet and shiny her masturbating fingers had become.
She pressed her fingers together for a second and then opened them wide, making her natural lubrication form thin suspension bridges between her knuckles.
Now that her passion had been appeased she once again felt fear at the thought of a real horse cock being pushed inside her pussy.
She was amazed at how out-of-control her thoughts had become during her long moments of acute lust.
She hoped that she wasn't in a position to make any important decisions while she was that horny.
Then her mind shifted to the evening.
She knew that there would be magic in the night.
She would strip naked and mount her blonde steed.
From there she fully intended to let nature take its course.
But first, the pretty little blonde needed a long hot shower!
CHAPTER TWO
It took a long time for the Henrietta sky to darken.
Since there was no sign of Larry, Tamara figured the coast was clear by nine thirty. There were still no clouds.
Tamara took off all of her clothes in her bedroom and walked down the stairs naked. She was soon out the back door and down the porch steps, standing nude in the night air, in between the house and the stables.
The only light was provided by the full moon, which was almost directly overhead, even though it was early evening.
Tamara did not feel nervous at all. She was very excited, but she felt no fear of the events the evening might bring.
She marched with her shoulders back and her chin up toward the stables, already feeling the ache in her cunt.
She took deep breaths and frequently looked up at the black sky, sprinkled with billions of tiny stars.
The night was so clear that the pretty little blonde could pick out all of the signs of the zodiac.
The moon made the world look blue, which only added to the virgin's suddenly insatiable passion for sexual appeasement.
She walked into the stables and all of the horses nodded their big heads and whinnied their hellos.
"Hi, boys and girls," Tamara said cheerfully. She didn't mind the smell of the stables.
She knew lots of people who wouldn't go in there because of the animal smell, but Tamara could feel her nipples tingle as the harsh odor struck the deep insides of her sinuses.
She went straight to Golden Flash's stall and rubbed his nose as she unlocked his gate.
She led him by his mane to the door of the stables. Golden Flash and Tamara had grown up together and trusted each other completely.
Perhaps it was the similarity in their coloring that gave the little girl and the wild beast such rapport.
Tamara could feel the blood once again pumping into her cunt.
She was aware that her horniness affected her judgement.
But she wasn't going to let her inhibitions stop her from having fun.
There was no one else around. She would not have to answer any questions about her behavior.
This was between Tamara and her struggling conscience.
At that moment her mind told her she was doing the right thing.
Her body agreed!
Tamara grabbed a handful of mane and hoisted herself astride the blonde steed's strong back with ease.
She could feel her natural lubrication dripping out of her cunt onto the horses smooth back and she wiggled from side to side a little bit so she could get the horse's backbone between the cheeks of her ass.
Her nipples felt hot even though the cool evening breeze was blowing across them, and both of them had grown to be very large and hard.
Tamara dug her heels into Golden Flash's sides and soon they were galloping across the back field toward the woods and the creek at the edge of the Knudson property.
She could feel the wind blowing her hair back and she clung tightly to Golden Flash's mane with both of her tiny fists, thoroughly in control of the ride. Tamara had often considered being a jockey when she grew up. She figured she would be good at it.