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I closed my eyes as my middle finger pressed against my opening. My heart was pounding and I could feel the blood coursing through my veins as I tentatively pushed my finger tip past the tight muscles until it slid inside the sticky slit. My eyes were closed as tightly as I could make them and I was biting my bottom lip as I slowly moved my finger inside my twinkle. It felt weird; hot and wet and the sides felt very soft and a bit like velvet but not as tight as I'd imagined. I slightly pulled my finger backwards and the grip from the muscles at the opening was nearly overwhelming. I was still frightened that I was going to hurt myself but continued examining my insides until my palm pressed against the 'button' again. Without knowing what I was doing; but knowing that it was dirty and nice in equal measures I plunged my finger into my hole as deep as it would go and feverishly rubbed my palm over the button for a minute or two until I had an awesome feeling of elation and all of my adrenalin suddenly evaporated from my teenage body leaving my in a heap with my legs clamped around my wrist keeping my finger in my hole.
When I took it out I could feel the muscles of my twinkle contract, leaving me feeling strangely satisfied.
I lay shaking on my bed trying to catch my breath for another couple of minutes until I finally composed myself and eventually changed out of my uniform into my jeans and a t-shirt. I was still grinning from ear to ear when Mummy arrived home an hour later.
After tea I did my homework but struggled to concentrate as I was desperate to play with myself again. This time was a lot more deliberate and I took my jeans and t-shirt off and just lay on my bed only wearing my new pale blue bra and my favourite purple nylon knickers with white daisies on them. I was already very excited at the thought of what I was about to do and started by rubbing my aching boobs, which gave me some mild relief but made the tingle between my legs become incredibly irritating and even more in need of scratching.
It felt incredibly naughty rubbing my slippery twinkle through my mess of curly pubes and squeezing my boobs at the same time; but that just made me do it faster. I soon slid my finger into my sticky hole again and violently pressed my palm against the button making it hurt a little. As I did this I pushed my bra up and tugged at my nipples which both felt stiff and sore. The harder I squashed and pulled them the more it hurt and the more it hurt the faster I fingered myself. Thankfully I had an LP on the turntable because I could no longer control my breathing and was panting and grunting as I shoved a second finger even further into my hole. I could feel beads of sweat running between my wobbling boobs as I had that same unmistakable feeling in my tummy until another wave of relief swamped my young body, then another d finally third tiny one.
I was so weak I dozed off for a minute or two and when I woke the sight of my bra around my neck and my knickers around my knees made me giggle very impishly.
Still smiling at my naughtiness I got dressed and joined my parents to watch TV for the rest of the evening. Every few minutes I would sneakily rub or scratch my nose to get a stinky whiff of my fingers which became an increasing turn on as the night progressed. When I eventually went to bed I repeated my playfulness a third time. It was the only way I could get to sleep that night or any night for the next 4 or 5 years.
The following morning the boy with the corkscrew hair was already at the bus stop when I arrived but shyly smiled and nodded his head to greet me.