There were some tissues in her pocket, so she wiped herself carefully. Ooohh, she thought, rubbing the Kleenex paper across the moist warm slice of her young pussy. Amy closed her eyes and rubbed again, loving the way it made her feel. She'd been jacking off so much lately. Her parents would have fits if they had any idea that her fingers and her pussy were as well acquainted as they really were, but her parents were in the jungle and she wasn't, so how were they supposed to find out?
And what Amy Gibbs knew, about her fingers and her hot young cunt, would never hurt her, either. Quite the opposite! She dropped the tissues and put her bare fingers on her lightly-fuzzed pussy, caressing the soft mound that protruded between her smooth warm thighs. The flesh beneath the red cunt fuzz was vibrant, almost hot to the touch, but lately her cunt always seemed to be hot to the touch.
The pussy labes opened at her caress and the tip of her finger eased delicately between them. She sighed as she stroked the delicate, easily aroused flesh within her pussy crack. It was slick and moist, slippery beneath her exploring finger. She stroked around the mouth of her snug little cunthole, slipping just the tip of her finger into the opening with a look of delight crossing her freckled face.
"Oh, wow," she whispered, "that feels soooo fuckin' good!"
She turned around, still on her heels, and she rested her back against the trunk of the tree. Her knees lifted and her fingers worked more excitedly on her pussy. She spread the snug tight pussylips until they ached, and she rubbed her fingers up and down the crease of her cunt. She didn't have to look to know that her exposed pussy was a gleaming, glistening coral pink, and that her stiffening clit shone like a raindrop. At home she used to jerk off in front of her mirror, all the time, watching the excitement spread through her face, making her flush and glow. Sometimes she put a hand mirror under her ass and stared down at the sight of her flowerlike pussy as her fingers opened and explored it.
She worked her hand up and down the crack of her cunt, rubbing until her pussy absolutely groaned with arousal and desire. Amy closed her eyes and pushed the back of her head hard against the tree trunk, while her body shivered and trembled in lust. She sometimes worried that she was getting positively addicted to jerking off.
She opened her cunt again and began to tickle and tease the stubby button of her clit. It was coming up, big and hard, the way it always did when she got turned on. Her fingers rubbed its edges, but the thing was so sensitive, now that it was erecting, that she could hardly stand to touch it directly. Even the brushing stroke of fingers along the sides of her gleaming pink nubbin was enough to make Amy's skin crawl!
"Oh, God," she said, sliding her fingers up and down over her heaving cunt, rubbing back at the energetic motion of her hot young pussy.
She smacked her lips, panting. Her tits felt so big and heavy! She drew her knees backward, up to her chest, pressing them against her quivering tits. Her nipples were sticking out noticeably, even through the double layer of her bra and shirt. She worked her chest from side to side, making her nipples tingle as they stroked back and forth against her bare knees. Her hand clutched at her pussy. It was beginning to drip now; she could feel the oozy sticky moisture seeping out of her cunt crack, making her fingers damp.
She worked the tip of her middle finger into the tiny, tight mouth of her pussy. Wincing, Amy eased it inside, as far as she could stand to take it. Was this, she wondered, how it would feel when a boy finally stuck his cock inside her? She knew that boys stuck their cocks into girls. But Amy had had no experience at all, and she could hardly imagine the sensation of a male cock touching her where her finger was gingerly penetrating right now. She moaned as the finger eased in a little deeper, and then she had to stop. Her cherry blacked the way, and it was too tight and painful to go any farther.
She wiggled her finger, inserted in her cuntal tube, and she groaned appreciatively as she felt warm oozing juices flow down her cunt chute and dampen the tip of her finger. She made squishing sounds as she poked delicately round in the tight heat of her young teen pussy. She was rocking on her heels, her pussy jerking fitfully.
With her other hand, she lifted her top and took hold of a tit. Her fingers squeezed into the soft full mound of tit flesh. Her tits were a little too big for her age and her frame, she was convinced, and she knew that guys looked at her, though she was much too shy to look back.
Sometimes she fantasized that one of those boys. I just walked up to her and ripped her blouse open and started to sack on her tits…
She peeled up the soft nylon cup of her bra, exposing the rounded curve of one tit, and the thrusting pink of its hard, hot nipple.
Leaning down, she kissed herself on the tit, her lips not quite able to reach the nipple, but smacking hard with the desire to touch it. She loved the taste of her flesh. She was sure anyone would love it. But the odds were against her.
No one would ever touch Amy Gibbs with lust in his heart and fire in his cock.
If only she'd gotten to stay at home in Cincinnati this summer, while her folks were in Central America. She'd have managed it somehow. At least there were boys in Cincinnati, lots and lots of them. As far as she knew, there wasn't a male under fifty in all of Meigs County. Her fingers stroked more hotly at her pussy, as she imagined a dozen boys from school, mixed them with Tom Cruise and Richard Gere and the fingers toying with her cunt became an impossibly large, unbelievably stiff prick, horny with lust for the sweetness of Amy's untouched pussy.
She slipped the finger deeper into her cunt, poking almost savagely at her tight, virginal cunt hole, knowing even as she did that it was really no more than a poor substitute, that it couldn't be anywhere near as exciting as the real thing. Here she was in the middle of the woods, fingrrfucking her pussy and wishing she had a boyfriend of her own!
She pinched viciously at her nipples, moaning as her fingertips yanked and tugged at the pink nipples. They throbbed in response, vibrating between her fingers, the tit tips slippery with sweat. She worked her other hand on her pussy, the index and ring fingers sliding up and down the length of her dripping cunt crack, the middle finger jabbed halfway into her achingly tight cunt hole, and her thumb rubbing fitfully across the base of her clit.
"Yes, yes! Yes!" she panted. "Oh fucking shit yesss!" and the rapture of orgasm shot through Amy. She gasped and shivered and shook, and her finger made half a dozen jerking thrusts into the tightness of her hot young pussy, and the musky cuntal juices oozed down her pussy tunnel and left her fingers coated.
She came down slowly, dreamily, her bare ass touching the ground before she even remembered to pull her pants back up. As she did, she stood up, looking around nervously. She'd lost herself altogether in that little session of jerking off. Jesus what if Betsy had come along and seen her? She had to remember that she was a stranger in a strange place.
"Well, where the fuck is Betsy, anyway?" Amy said aloud. "How deep in the woods is that Goddamn pond?" She smoothed her clothes into place, brushed a cunt-moist hand over her fluffy red hair, and she started down the path, deeper into the forest.
She had gone perhaps a hundred yards when she heard strange noises coming from ahead. Amy stopped short. Christ, was it a bear? It sounded like fucking growling! But there was also a whining, almost a squealing.
She stopped, wondering if she should go any farther.
Her ears perked. It wasn't an animal, she was sure. It was a human sound. She was positive she could discern words. But she couldn't understand what they were. Filled now with curiosity, Amy started forward again, reasonably confident she would not encounter a bear in the woods ahead.