Vincent Church

Degraded teenager

CHAPTER ONE

Wendy walked around naked, her teenaged body budding at several interesting spots.

Her tits were just beginning to form now, pushing out firmly from her chest, the nipples permanently erect red buds that would be just right when they got a little bigger and she got a little older. They would be perfect for a man (or a woman, for that matter) to suck on and lick all wet and juicy and make her all tingly and ready for anything.

But that was for the future, of course. That was for the grown-up girls, letting men paw them and put their fingers in the hairy holes that grown-up girls had to offer. And it was for girls older than Wendy to play with the toys a man could show. Those big, stiff pricks she had heard so much about. Oh yes, she'd heard about all the strange things you could do with them. She couldn't wait to have one deep inside her young pussy, and she couldn't wait to have one in her mouth, to see what it tasted like, and to suck on it till it gave her that hot, sticky, metallic fluid which she had also heard so much about.

Yes, there was a lot awaiting her as soon as she came of age. But that was not for several years. She was only just thirteen years old. She was much too young to have a man sticking his cock in her pussy – or so she had been told. But it was a little bit frustrating, and she couldn't keep from desiring such a supposedly tremendous experience as everyone kept telling her sex was. The thought of doing it someday made her young, pink pussy simply drool with excitement.

Yes, one day she would have a young man who liked her a lot, and he would want to fuck her. Then she would have his cock to play with, to suck on, to stick in her cunt, to do all the exciting things she had heard about.

She had talked with her girlfriends who had actually gone ahead and let a boy fuck them, and they all told her the experience was fabulous and unforgettable. But she was afraid to go ahead and do it. It was safer, much safer to remain a virgin, even if a horny one.

After all, she didn't want a baby, for gosh sakes!

She could wait. She would have to.

Until the time came for her to get married, or anyway to have an affair, she would have to make do with something less drastic than fucking.

Namely, masturbating. That was her favorite sport by that time in her thirteenth year. She loved to run her fingers through her pussy and make herself get wetter and wetter. And then came the fateful climax, making her shake and quiver and come.