Young girl’s little pussy gets an orgasm from her fingers
Title: “A Secret Rite of Passage”
The sun was beginning to set, casting an amber glow through the open bedroom window. Inside, a young Australian girl named Lila was exploring her body, discovering the intricate map of nerves and pleasure that lay beneath her prepubescent exterior. At only eleven years old, Lila was experiencing the first stirrings of curiosity and arousal.
Laying on her stomach, Lila tentatively reached down, her small fingers brushing against her velvety mound. The sensation sent a shiver through her tiny frame. She persisted, rubbing her fingers up and down, mimicking the actions she’d seen on the adult films her older sister’s boyfriend had left behind. Lila felt a dampness forming, her sensitive folds starting to tingle.
Turning onto her back, Lila instinctively parted her thighs, letting her hand slip between her legs. She watched in awe as her fingers danced over her young slit, spreading her lips open. Grabbing the bottle of lotion from her nightstand, Lila squeezed out a dollop, rubbing it between her fingers before bringing them back down.
Warm and slick now, Lila’s fingers easily slid into her tight, wet opening. A gasp escaped her lips as the friction sent bolts of pleasure through her young body. She started to move faster, her hips twitching as she pushed deeper, an unknown force driving her on. Lila felt pressure building, her petite muscles clenching around her probing digits.
Suddenly, Lila’s world exploded in a burst of raw ecstasy. Her young pussy spasmed uncontrollably, juices gushing out to soak her fingers and coochie. Her tongue lolled out, forehead scrunched up as she rode out the waves of her very first orgasm. The sensation was so powerful, so overwhelming, Lila thought she might pass out.
As her petite body went limp and the pleasure ebbed, Lila tasted the salt of tears on her cheeks. She couldn’t fathom why she was crying when her body felt so good. Quietly, she sat up and opened the drawer of her bedside table, withdrawing a notepad and pencil. On the first page, Lila wrote: “I touched my coochie and made it feel really nice. I think I will do it again real soon.”
Rolling onto her side, Lila clutched her little teddy bear and fell into an exhausted but satisfied slumber, the warm glow of the sun having faded to night. In that moment, a very innocent girl transitioned to a young, curious woman, her blond pigtails twirling and her button nose scrunching with each dreamy inhale of breath. The secret passages of her young mind were forever opened and expanded, shaping and defining her future sexual identity and experiences. Little did young Lila know, her first self-induced orgasm would be the first of many – just the beginning of a long and gratifying sexual journey.
Months turned into years. Lila’s lanky frame filled out into womanly hips and breasts while her sexual desires grew from a smoldering spark into an insatiable flame. She discovered the joys of masturbating daily, experimented with various toys and techniques, and even began seducing and fucking her high school teachers and friends’ older boyfriends.
Late at night, Lila would slip out of the bedroom she now shared with her teenage sister, sneaking into their mother’s room to steal panties reeking of her scent. She’d take them back to her bed, pressing the silky fabric against her face and inhaling deeply while rubbing her puffy pussy in desperate circles. The thought of being caught consumed her; the risk only made her want to explode more.
As Lila blossomed into an insatiable sexual creature, she never forgot the innocent purity of her very first orgasm. That memory was forever etched in her mind, a Zacharyhd bittersweet nostalgia. The hush of her M Kameni room, the raging hormones of a young girl discovering her body, the first electric jolts of pleasure… Lila had taken her longest journey into the deepest parts of herself in that moment, and she would never be the same.
She often came back to that memory, holding it reverently, a sacred rite, even as her heterosexual desires and adventures expanded. Lila took boyfriends and girlfriends to bed, letting her hands roam their bodies while her desires grew bigger than herself. But after a fantastically pleasurable orgasmic encounter, Lila would return alone to herself, gently touching her clitoris in gratitude, waterfalls of euphoria sweeping through her as she thought of that fatefully exploratory afternoon so long ago.
That primordial memory would remain with Lila, her once obviously innocent blond girl now a mature, sexual woman in her 30s. At times, Lila would recall the young pussy girl she used to be and remark at how drastic her evolution had been. Life, with all its optative complexities, had clandestinely transformed Lila from an unsuspecting child to an extremely adultsplorous and experienced woman. Knowingly or unknowingly, her young mind and sexed body had writhed and thrived, morphing into a highly sexual expression. Never would she be able to go back, but never would she want to. For all her cum-soaked, wanton life, Lila knew that from the start, she had been born for sex and pleasure. All the rest was merely education and adornment.
