magnified side of the mirror face up, under her cunt. She shut off the lamp and turned on the flashlight, aiming its ray of light directly at the mirror. In the reflection she could see her cuntlips through the soft brown hairs of her pussy. The lips were dark, almost brown, and were squashed down flat against the mirror. She pushed them open with two fingers and revealed the pinker flesh inside, her clitoris protruding boldly out. The small bud was very pink, whitening at its tip from being erect. Pulling the clitoris gently upward, the fleshy cunt stretched into a slit, the lips closing as she tugged at them. Her vaginal muscles automatically contracted in pleasure and when she let go with her hand, the lips opened again, and a tiny white drop of thick discharge secreted from inside her. The droplet came to rest, looking like a tiny pearl, at the bottom of the slitted opening of her cunt. She squeezed her hole shut and then relaxed, and the drop of whiteness oozed down onto the mirror.
Tessie got up on all fours, and then lowered her cunt again over the mirror. Looking down under her body she could only see the top of her sparse bush, but looking into the mirror, the flashlight showing it off nicely, she could see her quim, wet and glistening in its reflection. Holding the flashlight steady, trying to maintain her balance in this awkward position, she opened her hole, spreading it with one hand. Opening her slim thighs wider, she supported herself on her knees. Looking inside her hole, she saw the brown flesh lighten to pink and then into a redder color further up inside. She clenched her muscles open and shut and watched as the wetness oozed slowly from inside, barely coating the outer lips of her cunt. Her fingers spread the hole further and further, elating Tessie when she found that arousal and manipulation made the tiny orifice open wider and wider. He'll fit, she thought. He'll fit!
She lowered her cunt onto the mirror and rotated her body against it, pretending that the reflection was someone else's cunt – maybe Jeanie's. Yes, it was Jeanie's, she decided. Grinding against the mirror, more wetness slipping out of her, she turned off the.flashlight and dropped it onto the led. In the dark she grinded against the mirror, faster and faster, thinking about it being Jeanie under her, the girl squirming her opened wet cunt against her own equally wet one.
Tessie wanted to come again, but she couldn't do it this way. She turned on the lamp and got up, gathered her clothing, the mirror and the flashlight, and put them away. Then, from the shelf, she took down a little stuffed dog that someone had won for her at an amusement park. Back into bed, under the covers, the light out once again and finally out for the night, Tessie lay flat on her back. Her legs spread wide opened, her taut nipples teasing themselves against the softness of the sheet, the stuffed dog between her legs, she humped her cunt against its soft fur.
Pinching her nipples, pulling on them, teasing them, her pelvis humped madly against the toy. She imagined it to be Jeanie's cunt, her thighs raising off the bed to the fantasy. The tail of the little play dog tickled at her asshole, and the little brown opening puckered from the stimulation. Then she turned the dog around and placed its tail slightly into her cunthole, pretending now that it was Jack's cock… Mr. Sand's cock… Bill's cock… anybody's cock… her father's!
Her legs opened wide, as wide as she could spread them, her ass lifting up off the bed, her hole opening more and more, readying itself for the intrusion of a gigantic cock, spewing sperm and throbbing violently. The furry tail flitted across her clitoris and the tiny bud swelled with heat, quivering and tense. The tail moved down her slit again, teasing into her young, virgin hole, opening it, soaking up the flood that was pouring out of her.
Tessie reached her hands up to her small breasts and cupped one orb into each palm. With all her might, she squeezed her tits, her fingers hurting the firm flesh, but the pain quickly turned to pleasure. She closed her legs and held them tightly shut, the toy dog wedged between them, its tail lodged between her cuntlips. She rocked back and forth on the bed, mauling her tits, squeezing the toy viciously into her body, against her clit, its fur teasing her asshole into total arousal. Again she saw a giant cock… Jack's maybe… it didn't matter. She saw it pour forth white gobs of come, spurting them high into the air, down onto her belly, splattering onto her tits, into her pubic hair, dripping into her wet slit, filling her wide open cunthole, collecting in her asshole, and she arched high into the air, her hole searching for that cock, and she came, came and came.
'Agggghhhh! Off. christ, ohhh!'
She let go of her breasts and slid both hands down between her legs. She pulled the dog away, tossed it aside, and pulled at her cunt hairs. She swirled the fleshy cuntlips in large circles, her fingertips threatening to jam all the way inside of her, and she came another time, and then another, and then another. She came for Jack, for Jeanie, for Mr. Sands, for Bill – the orgasms rolling out now, one right after another.
'Agggghhhhh! – Oh, mama, I'm comin'! Coming! Agghhhh!'
Then the room fell silent. Tessie sprawled exhausted on the bed, breathing rapidly, her chest heaving, her nipples melting softly into her tits, to flatten in rest. Except for her breathing, and an occasional shivering from the dying embers of her orgasms, her body stopped moving.
There was a knock on the door, and she heard her mother's voice. 'You okay, baby?'
'Huh… yeah. Why?' Tessie said, drawing the sheet up in an instinctively protective movement.
'I thought I heard you call out, dear. Something wrong?'
'No, Ma. It's all right. I had a charley horse. Must be sleeping in a bad position.'
'Okay, dear. I'm going to bed now. Good night.'
Tessie heard her mother shuffle down the hallway to her own bedroom, to Tessie's snoring father's side. She put the stuffed dog back on the shelf and took down her teddy bear. Cuddling it, she pulled the covers securely around her and drifted off into sleep, the worn bear clutched very tightly in her arms.
Chapter 4
Brenda Arlen checked her make-up – and the lines in her face – one last time in the hallway mirror. Wrapping her shawl around her shoulders, she looked at Tessie through the mirror, appraising the teenager carefully. 'You seem to be… er, filling out some, Tessie. Very nicely, I may add.'
'Oh, thank you, Mrs. Arlen,' Tessie said, giggling and blushing.
'Don't be shy about it, you'll come to regard your… your figure as an asset one day.' Brenda walked over to Tessie and put her arm maternally around the young girl's waist. 'Now, are you going to be all right for so long into the night? You've never babysat so late for us.'
'Oh, I'll be all right, Mrs. Arlen. I have the number where you are going to be, and Mom's only a few blocks away, and, boy, do I have plenty of homework to do… miserable science teacher.'
'Well, I do trust you. You've always been such a perfect sitter.' Brenda gave Tessie a gentle hug. 'If Neil comes in, tell him I just went to get my purse. I'll only be a sec.'
Alone in the large room, Tessie spread her school books across the coffee table and settled down on the sofa with one of the text books. A moment later, Neil Arlen entered the house.
'Hi, she still not down yet? The car's ready.'
'Hi. She's getting her purse and'll be right down.'
'Studying?'
'Yeah.'
'That's good.'
Tessie closed the book and placed it on the coffee table, bending over so that her braless breasts swayed forward to dangle invitingly for Neil's benefit. Then she stood up, tugging at the thin-materialed tee-shirt, accenting her breasts and pert nipples even further for him, and she looked at straight into his eyes. Her tongue slowly licking her bottom lip, she smiled an I know what you're thinking! smile.
'Why's studying good, Mr. Arlen?' Tessie tittered girlishly.
Sweat breaking out on his brow, his hands shaking, a twitching inside his briefs, Neil Arlen blanched 'Um… 'cause that's how you… learn.'
'Learn what?' she teased.
'Learn what you're suppose to learn… in school.'
'Oh!' She wrinkled her nose at him, a grin widening on her face, and then looking him straight in the crotch, she added: 'There's plenty of things to learn… that you don't have to study for… and they're not taught in school… Mr. Arlen.'
'Tessie, I don't know what you're – ' Neil was thankfully interrupted by his wife's return.
