What HAS happened?

I consider myself reasonably intelligent….certainly not a dullard….and one thing I am is hyper-observant. I’ve known pregnant people before, but genuinely haven’t noticed the kind of raging hyper-horniness that I’m experiencing right now. 

I am constantly wet…and I mean wet. I feel like I want to either masturbate or have sex at least once an hour….(my fingers are beginning to look waterlogged) my tits feel like bullets…and are mega sensitive. 

I’ll tell you just how bad it is. Dani was in the kitchen baking. She bakes once a week…home-made breads, cakes, biscuits…and because the kitchen gets hot she has a light, thin cotton dress she calls her ‘baking dress’. It’s been around for a while and is threadbare in places. It easily shows her underwear through the material….if she’s wearing any. 

So, yesterday. I’m perched on a stool drinking a cup of tea when she squatted down to get a baking tray from the cupboard and in so doing, I saw her crotch, covered by her panties which had a small moist patch….and I came in my panties! Yes, I do mean came…had an orgasm…cummed…or whatever term you prefer. No, it wasn’t a mind blowing, where-has-the-world-gone type of cum, but a definite cum, nonetheless. 

A little later on, she bent over in front of me. Her dress pulled tight and I could see the thong of her undies clearly and…fuck..another tremorous orgasm! What the fuck? 

This time, Dani noticed. She didn’t say anything though, so I did. “I’m sorry Dani. I’m so horny right now…I cum at almost anything..even if it’s not intended to be sexual.” She looked at me before telling me of a friend of hers who got pregnant at 16. “She was horny all the time. Sometimes, we’d go swimming together and we changed in the same cubicle. I noticed she looked at me a lot when I was naked. (By now, the thought of a 16 year old naked Dani was doing me no good at all.) It got to the point where I’d let her just look at me and she’d masturbate. She wasn’t gay, or bi, she just needed something to get herself off during those early months.” 

And Miss Fucking Brain grabbed the controls. “Yeah…I know how she felt! It seems I can have little cums without even touching myself..and I am as horny as fuck 24/7…much worse than before. I can understand why your friend got off watching you naked though…that’s enough to make anyone cum. If you had been playing with yourself at the same time it would have blown her mind!” 

Dani looked at me for a second or two before slowly opening her legs. She lifted her skirt up and ran a teasing finger over her panties. “Like this?” Oooooh fuck! Then, quite simply, she took charge. 

“Take your panties off and give them to me.” I complied, but even I was shocked at how wet they were. Dani held them and then licked them. 

‘Mmmm. Now, spread your legs and rub off while you watch me wank with your panties.”

I didn’t need persuading. I saw Dani become very wet indeed as she inhaled me and licked me, but it was her commentary that really did it for me.

“Mmm…Anna, these smell divine……so wet……so full of you….I’d love you to drip in my mouth, you know……just squat over me and drip…drip….drip….until you squirt……….but then, knowing you, knowing..us..you’d probably like to do something else as well.”

By now I was fighting to hold it off. I wanted to cum exactly when she did. I saw her hand in her panties, the crotch becoming soaked and a deep dark blue. There was a stray golden pube or two from where she had missed them when she shaved. It looked perfect. I’ve seen her masturbate before of course, but this felt so much more intense. 

She took a deep, long inhale. “Ahhhhh, cunt and piss. What more could a girl ask for.” Her hand sped up. “Anna, I want you to cum with me. Let’s both cum on the kitchen floor. Doesn’t matter if we make a mess. Flag stones are easy to mop. Go on. Let it go. Cum with me. Squirt with me.”

Her face darkened and the veins stood up in her neck and she held her breath momentarily before exhaling violently. Wetness flooded from her, soaking her inner thighs, and ruining her undies.

Dani swears now when she cums. I like to think I taught her to be that free. “Oh fuck….fuuuuckkk…you cunt….you fucking cuuunt.”

Me? Well, what happened between my legs put Hiroshima in the category of a small firecracker. My cum was shattering, and yes, I squirted violently.

Post-orgasm recovery is an odd thing, isn’t it? It’s like a returning to normality mixed with a little dose of “I hope I didn’t go too far!” But in this case, I simply knew that Dani wanted to say something…and it took a couple of minutes for her to pluck up courage to ask.

“Anna, I know you’re really horny right now, and I also know you need to get off a lot more. You’ve watched me masturbate and I’d like to watch you. You can ask, you know. I know you enjoy someone watching you play with yourself. But..” (But?) “But…will you sometimes tell me what you’re fantasising about? No matter how conventional or unconventional. I’d just like to be along for the ride.”

I had to tell her that sometimes, I have some really extreme fantasies…things I would never enact in real life, but have become more prevalent in recent days. And that what she knows as my potty-mouth is nothing compared to what goes on in my head sometimes. 

She assured me that she didn’t mind. 

Which didnt help. Despite my volcanic cum, I realised I could go again. Right now. But I didnt. Instead I made it through until after lunch, sidetracking myself with the development of my second pub instead. Negotiating with suppliers is the least sexy thing I know. 

Lunch was a light salad, and during it, I knew I would be asking her to watch me afterwards. I did a quick audit of how I was feeling. Well, yes, horny obviously, but what type of horny? Innocent and virginal? Whoreish? Predatory? Maybe even wanting a little pain? 

Miss Brain wandered through the library of sexual opportunities past and present and decided to stay in the pubescent section. I felt vulnerable, and imaging myself pubescent definitely sent a shiver through me. 

I didn’t even need to say anything to Dani. I just caught her eye. She followed me upstairs to my room and as I changed into what I needed, I told her what was on my mind. “I have a wide variety of fantasies, but they are all built on a premise. I might want to be a whore..or submissive…or be a slave and be whipped…or seduced…or even raped….there are many facets, but right now, I’m feeling like being a young virgin…but it could change mid-walk. Hence the white shirt, white panties, and pleated skirt. I don’t know what my brain will do with this yet, all I know is this is the baseline. I reached for a tie…my old school tie…and knotted it around my neck. 

“Now, you can touch yourself if you want to, but on this occasion, not me.” (Wait…what? Did I really just tell her not to touch me? What the fuck?)

And how did the Lelu vibrator end up in my hand? Miss Brain plucked it out of the drawer, so presumably she knows where this is going. 

I lay on the bed, closed my eyes and allowed Miss Brain to lead me where she would. Slowly, she set the scenario. I spoke it aloud for Dani.

“I’m 14. It’s a warm, summer afternoon and I’m walking home across the fields. I’ve been feeling odd today, distracted, unable to concentrate. Maybe I’m due on my period…but that can’t be right. It would be way too early.” There is a pause. “My body feels…different. I’m keenly aware of my boobs in the trainer bra. And my tummy seems fluttery….and….down there….I’m wet, and my clit is tingling.”

“I stop in the woods next to the farm track. I lift my skirt and pull my panties forward and down slightly. Immediately a waft of feminine scent rises to my face. I slip a hand down and realise just how wet I am…and how nice it feels to be touching myself. I glance around. No-one in sight. Surely it would be ok? I’ve never touched myself before. Maybe out here, maybe it’s safe. Slowly I ease my white, virgin panties down half way. (I copy this movement in real life but decide being on the bed is wrong, so I stand up facing Dani.) panties round my thighs, I slip my hand between my legs. “Mmmm ohhh that feels so good!” Another pause as I play with myself. “I’m wondering what a man would do with me now. How it would feel for his rough fingers to touch me, to rub my sensitive clit….and the hard bulge in his pants…his erect cock. I push my bum backwards a little. I’m imagining pushing it against him.” 

I throw myself backwards on the bed. “There’s a man here! He grabs me and throws me onto the floor. ‘Let’s see how a young girl feels around my cock.’ No!. I’m a virgin! I’m underage! He doesn’t care. I feel him scrabbling at his zipper. He’s going to do this. I feel his cock at my entrance and ‘Ooooooow!’ (I plunge the vibrator up myself and fuck myself violently with it.) 

I tell Dani “I’m imagining the pain when I deflowered myself, and this man, fucking me….raping me in the woods. My mind hates it, but my body is responding. I feel like I’m going to piss, but I try to hold it back. Then I change my mind and decide I’m going to piss all over that thrusting cock except….except it’s not pee at all, it’s……and I cum violently on the vibrator. 

When I open my eyes, Dani is breathing rapidly and deeply. “That’ she says with a tone of awe “was the most erotic thing I’ve ever seen.” She adds “or heard”. 

I invite her to my bed and she accepts willingly. I am still fully dressed even though my panties are round my knees. I hold her to me and gently kiss her just once. She readily responds and kisses me back. I can’t help myself. My right hand touches her outer left thigh and moves almost immediately down between her legs. Dani raises her right leg to grant me access. I notice she has shed her little thong. My, but she’s wet. I touch her sex and she gasps. I find her clit and begin a soft, gentle dance around it. 

Dani licks her lips and I immediately imagine that tongue on my clit. Well…maybe another time. Dani closes her eyes but says, well, half whispers, really “Talk to me?” That’s a big request, and easy to get wrong. “How?” There’s a silence. “Be…be nasty to me.” I know immediately where her mind is, and what she needs from me. 

Now I touch her clit, making her shudder. After a few gentle touches I move down to her hole but I don’t penetrate her. Oh dear me, no. “You fucking virgins. So wet, yet so impenetrably tight. I bet you lie in bed at night daring yourself to push a finger in….playing with your clit until you’re almost screaming to be fucked. Imagining all kinds of scenarios….as long as someone else takes the responsibility for you losing your cherry.”

I push two fingers inside myself, then bring them to her lips. “Suck my fingers. Go on. Suck them. Make them wet.” She grabs my wrist and sucks my fingers in deep, making my insides squirm. Then I take my finger back to her hole. “Ok then….I’ll take your cherry, you cock-teasing little cunt.” I shove my fingers up her and she yelps in mock pain, totally committed to her fantasy. I begin to finger fuck her. “God, you’re tight. How old ARE you?” She whispers back “15”. My thumb finds her clit. With each push it grazes acros that little hard bud. “I’m going to cum in you.” I get faster. “I’m going to shoot my load in your tight, virgin cunt.” Faster still. “And” faster…”get”…faster “you”….flat out fast “Pregnant” 

Dani cums violently on my fingers. Hard, firm contractions that are savage in their strength and regularity. She buries her head in my shoulder and I feel her giving me a love bite! 

We lay together afterwards dozing, but not fully sleeping. The room smells of sex. I spy Dani’s thong by the chair she was sitting in. I’m keeping that for use with Emily later. Her eyes are closed but she says “I’m ready. Call the lovely Chris for me?” 

I pick up the phone but before I dial, i ask her if she’ll let me see her the moment he leaves. She agrees. 

I dial the number….