Little Piggy – The Awakening (Revised)

Little Piggy – The Awakening

Laura Peel was her name. Her father always called her Little Piggy or LP. He said it was because she always ate her meals without reserve. Even with strange food. She may have waited and watched her parents at first but as soon as they made the first ‘mmm’ sounds after tasting it she would clean her plate of food. She tried everything they did and it became a habit of hers.

She’s 18 years old and just taking classes at the local college. Everyone in her high school was going as soon as they turned 18. The college was a cross between a vocational college and a four year college. They had a rule that no one under 18 could attend and some of LP’s classmates from high school had to wait until the next semester to start. But, not Little Piggy. Her birthday is in August and she went right from high school graduation to freshman in college.

When she was young she would always ask her parents what they were doing when she came in from school or playing. She was a voracious learner and loved new experiences. As she grew her parents had to be careful around romantic encounters. The simple fondle became increasingly harder to hide as their Little Piggy would follow them around and want to be in the middle of everything.

They knew she would have a good chance of having the same strong urges they had. So her parents protected her from sexual encounters as much as they could. So much so that she had few dates and no real boyfriends in school. They insisted she live at home by keeping her engaged in her education, family vacations and planning her future.

Little Piggy was just over 5 feet tall, short like her mother only not as full bodied yet. She was slim and athletic at only 110 pounds with little round breasts and a bubble butt. Soon she would be a twin to her mother, mousy brown hair, grey-green eyes and long legs. That may have been another one of the reasons her parents sheltered her and guided her away from sexual situations and never giving her ‘the talk.’ But, now that she was 18 they knew it would only be a short time before her hormones and boys would change her focus and attention.

One day when they were alone her parents had snuck away to the bedroom and gave in to their desires. They were enjoying the long awaited quiet time when Little Piggy came home early from her classes at the college just up the road. Hidden in their bedroom engaged as they were, they didn’t notice. The house seemed empty as Little Piggy entered the living room and threw her books on the chair. She went to the kitchen to look in the refrigerator for something to snack on.

Staring into the frig she wondered what to have when she heard an ‘mmm’ sound. Her ears pricked up and she listened closer to see where the sound had come from. She heard it again. It was her mother’s voice, muffled but clearly enjoying something. Little Piggy closed the frig and followed the sound to the hall when she heard her dad groan. She froze in her tracks.

What are they doing? She heard her mother’s voice again, ‘Is that good baby? Do you want some more?’ ‘Yes’ her father demanded. Little Piggy felt a little flush and her heart started to race. The strange feeling in their voices seemed to peak her senses. She crept closer to the bedroom where she could see a sliver of light. She squinted and peered through the gap left by the door.

She almost gasped out loud when she saw her mom slowly put something long into her mouth from her dad’s waist. She pulled her eyes away and blinked. She heard her mom go ‘mmm’ again and again. When she looked again she could see the big thing sticking out of dad’s waist disappear into her mom’s mouth and every time her mom would make the ‘mmm’ sound. Her dad would push his waist out and grit his teeth like he was feeding her his thing.

Little Piggy felt weak in the knees and her little fold between her legs twitched. She started breathing heavy in short gasps watching and listening. Her little fold twitched again and she put her hand between her weakening knees. She was hot down there and it tingled when she touched it. Her legs shot up straight and she jerked suddenly. She felt flush in the face again and then she could feel the hand holding her fold getting wet.

When she regained her composure, she backed away quietly and out to the kitchen. She looked at her hand and down at her groin. It didn’t smell like pee, it smelled sweet not sour. Her knees were still weak as she wiped her hand. Her head was swimming and she kept seeing that image in her head. She could still hear them in the bedroom getting louder and faster. Her parents were doing something she had never seen before.