Jessica’s Discovery

It was hard for Jessica keep from screaming at the unfairness of it all.

Jessica felt as if her parents were betraying her for taking away everything she had built throughout the past few years. “How could they do this to me again?” she thought as she sat in the rear seat of the Honda Civic, hiding her tears of sorrow and pain. She, once again, had friendships that would now dwindle into oblivion. She would have to make new ones, a menial task that she was always over-anxious about. She worried that she would be remain in solitude if no one were to befriend her. Her heart sank deeper into her chest with every mile closer to their new ‘home.’ Having lived in 5 different cities and 3 different states at only sixteen years of age she was tired of moving and having to rebuild everything every few years.

“Can’t you just get a different job, dad? I mean…there are like thousands of them, right?” pleaded Jessica.

The car remained silent. Jessica turned her head and gazed out the window, despising everything she saw.

“That’s our house right there on the corner of that roundabout,” said her father.

“Oh, cool! We live next to a circle! I hope you know your job is a major pain, Major,” Jessica said mockingly, degrading her father’s rank.

“Don’t talk that way to your father, Jessica!” exclaimed her mother. “It’s hard enough for us to do this and we don’t need you making it harder. We sincerely want you to understand that.”

“Whatever,” Jessica murmured.

The car turned in to the driveway while Jessica was still being scolded by her mother. “You’re a young and beautiful blond girl. You’ll make plenty of friends in the next few days. Stop telling us how to live our lives. As long as you live in our house, you’ll follow our rules.”

Jessica stepped from the car onto the foreign ground, not responding to her mother’s desperate comments. She examined her new house and the surrounding neighborhood. The calmness and serenity temporarily soothed her sorrowful feelings, but it didn’t last. The streets were aligned with tall palm trees, gallantly waving in the wind. Her concentration of the beautiful neighborhood was broken when noticed a young brunette girl walking along the sidewalk, presumably walking home from school. She had a pink book bag on her back and a pink cell phone in her hand. The girl looked and made eye contact with Jessica, but it was only for just a split second.

“Let’s go inside, Jessica. The furniture is already in place and the movers will worry about the boxes.” said her father, breaking her concentration towards the girl.

“Sure,” she replied as she headed towards the front door, still curiously staring at the young brunette entering her home. Jessica scrutinized the inside of the new house. It was much larger and more prestigious than her old home, but she still didn’t fell at home. She walked into her bedroom and examine where she was supposed to live for an unknown amount of time. She sat on her bed and sighed. She didn’t want to be in Miami and she certainly didn’t want to have anything to do with her parents.

Her mother entered her room carrying a box. “This is for you, Jess. It’s you’re makeup and stuff.”

“Can I go to the mall, mom?” Jessica plead.

“What mall? We just got here and we’re busy unpacking,” replied her mother.

“We passed one on the way in to the neighborhood. I can go by myself. I’ll be alright,” Jessica begged.

“No, it’s too far for you to go by yourself. It’s our first night here and you’re going to a brand new school in the morning. I want you to be well prepared with plenty of rest,” her mother sternly replied.

Jessica laid down and moaned, covering her face with a pillow. She longed for the day when she could make her own decisions. She hated doing her homework or going to sleep while every other kid in school seemed to be at a party or some type of event. Jessica turned on the television to pass the life-less time.

The family got settled into the new house and prepared for the night after all of the luggage and items were brought inside. The new house was better than Jessica expected, but she was still upset that she had to leave half way through here eighth grade year to come to a place in which she had no desire to be.

She went into her bathroom and prepared for her nightly bath. She viewed herself in the mirror as she normally did, marveling her developing body. She saw an attractive young girl looking back at her. She had been interested in her rapidly changing body ever since she began puberty two years before. She appreciated growing into an adult body and hoped that she would be an attractive woman. Her developing B cup breasts were small and smooth. She had a healthy flat stomach and long, smooth, skinny legs. Her medium length pony-tailed blond hair contradicted the dark black hair growing between her legs.

She moved herself to the bathtub and sat on the bare coldness the empty tub delivered. She turned the water on, adjusting the temperature to perfectly suit her preference, and moved her hips to the foremost part of the tub. She laid her back on the tub floor, feeling the cool touch that was soon seized by the warmth of the rising water. Her eyes were closed, her feet high in the air, allowing the warm water to flow onto her young, tender pussy, creating that almighty feeling of pleasure and relaxation that teenagers crave.

The water continued to rise as the approach of an orgasm grew closer and closer. She played with her small, hard nipples and cupped her hand over her breasts. Every second brought more and more pleasure. Her facial expressions were both that of beauty and agony. The ruthless pleasure-giving stream of water sent her blood flowing through her veins as if it were jet propelled. Ripples of ecstasy overwhelmed her body as she hoarsely and softly muttered, “Oh, my God.” The orgasm hit like a tsunami of gratification. She uncontrollably buckled beneath the immense satisfaction produced by the flowing stream of water. She breathed quickly and heavily as she moved her hand downward to further caress her throbbing pussy. Her knees trembled back and forth; her chest rose and fell quickly.