Slipping

Chapter 1:

Hi reader. My name is Jasmine. I won’t tell you my age, but I bet if you pay attention you can probably make a pretty good guess, lol. I’m pretty young though. But I really am very mature for my age.

As I write this, I’m imagining all the people it might reach, letting so many strangers know my secrets, knowing the things I’ve done. I’ll go through life from now on wondering if that cashier knows… that guy on the train knows… someone in my life knows… and just like right now, I’ll get soooo hot.

I’m already horny pretty much alllll the time. My pussy is like never not slippery. It was kinda becoming a problem, lol. I masturbated alotttt at home but I’d also get really horny walking to school or in class or wherever and it would drive me nuts. I’d get so wet my panties got all soaked and alot of the time it would leave a mark on my chair.

It all started when I went swimming one time in a friend’s pool, only I couldn’t really swim yet, and her dad was holding me up to float. But he had one hand under my chest with one finger touching my nip through my undershirt, and his other hand under my hips, with one finger kinda wriggling between my legs a bit through the fabric of my panties. It made me feel warm and fuzzy in my tummy and I ended up kinda making motions pretending I was just trying to swim, but kinda spreading my legs so I’d bump up on his finger better.

That night I slept over and didn’t have dry undies so I just slept in a large tshirt, and I woke up a little bit because the door opened, but I kept pretending to be asleep because it was after 10 and I thought I’d be in trouble for being awake. And her dad came in and sat down next to me and stayed there for a while, I guess to make sure I was asleep. And then he started slowly lifting my tshirt. I heard him kinda gasp/choke when my pussy became visible, and groaning “Oh my God…” when he pulled the shirt up to above my nips.

I heard a zip and then breathing that slowly got harder, and then a sort of wet slappy noise for a minute, and then it stopped and I felt something warm and wet slowly trail along my chest and touch my nips, and then felt it touch my mouth, pushing between my lips a little bit and touching my tongue. It tasted salty and kinda nice, so I murmured and licked at it a bit and heard her dad moan and felt him putting his hand on my knee and pulling my leg to the side, and then the taste was gone but the slappy noise came back and I felt the warm wet thing softly rubbing up between my legs and bouncing at the same speed as the slappy noise.

I was starting to feel really funny, and then I heard a hiss of breath and just felt warmth flooding the outside of my pussy, some warm gooey wet stuff covering me and tickling me as it dripped down to the bed. A minute later I felt him wiping me with something, and he quickly left.

When I was sure he was gone and that my friend was still asleep next to me, I licked my lips and tasted more of the salty stuff, pulled up my nightshirt again, and started petting the spot where the warm wet thing had been sliding. The feeling was weird and the longer I did it the funnier I felt in my tummy. I fell asleep an hour later with my hand still between my legs, rubbing myself in my sleep.

I didn’t cum that night, I didn’t even know what cumming was yet. But ever since that day I’d touch and pet myself whenever I could. A few months later I was awake at night again, and at the time I’d started trying all kinds of different things to rub myself with. I had a pair of smooth plastic sunglasses and was rubbing them up and down on my panties, the little gap between the lenses flicking at my button, and outside my room I heard the same slappy noise again, and soft moaning. I got up and snuck out to see what it was, and dropped down to the floor and crawled over to my dad’s room and peeked through the crack in his door.

He was on his back on top of his blankets, with his hand around a big thing that was sticking out from between his legs, kinda pulling on it up and down. I finally knew what it must have looked like that night when my friend’s dad touched me. I watched in amazement, wondering why I’d never noticed that thing before sticking out at the front of dad’s pants, licking my lips at the memory of the salty taste of my friend’s dad, wondering if my dad’s thing tasted like that too.

His movements got faster and I started rubbing myself again, crouched in front of his door and watching him stroke himself, watching his face. His eyes were closed and he was kinda frowning with his mouth slightly open, and it almost looked like he was in pain, but somehow it made the place between my legs even hotter and I petted myself faster, until he moaned and arched his back and something shot out of the tip. Now I knew what had been dripping down my pussy that night. He stopped moving and I snuck back to my room.

Wow. I didn’t know why, but I felt funnier than ever in my tummy, and it felt like the place between my legs was hot and throbby. I took off my panties and looked. It looked a bit puffy, and when I touched it it tingled. I kept touching it, little strokes near the top where it felt the best, on the little bump there. And I thought about the night with my friend’s dad, only this time I pictured my dad instead, and the hard thing between his legs touching me, and… It felt like heat and tingling was collecting from my entire body, in that one little spot where I was touching myself, and my whole body tensed up…

And I whispered “Ohhhh daddy…” and I felt a release, and a squeeze, and a release, and heat, and wetness, and tingles, and twitching, and WOW! It felt like all the tension that had built up in my body was pouring right out of me from between my legs!

After that, there was no stopping me. I touched myself even more than before, only now I knew how to take it all the way to the finish. Eventually, using my computer, I found out that it was called masturbation, that I was cumming, that I had a clitty, that what I’d seen and felt were penises, that they produced cum too. I was obsessed with finding out everything there was to know about sex, and even more obsessed with making myself cum over and over again. If I had an hour at home alone, I’d cum 12 times.

That was like 2 years ago and it was getting so bad by last year that I didn’t know what to do anymore. I was cumming more easily and frequently than ever, watching porn, reading sex stories, fantasizing, masturbating – and even cumming when I wasn’t playing with myself at all. On bumpy bus rides, on the back of a friend’s bike, even once on a rollercoaster while sitting next to a stranger, lol. Then I met someone that really changed everything.






Chapter 2:

I have a laptop and sometimes I’ll sneak on it in the middle of the night when dad’s asleep, and a while ago I was on it at 2am. Usually I just look at porn and stuff but sometimes I try to chat to people. Not very often though, because if I tell the truth about my a/s/l they just get weird and leave, or lecture me that I shouldn’t be there, and if I lie about my age they just wonder why I won’t turn my webcam on.

Anyway, I was reeeeeeally really horny that night, so I was kinda more daring than usual and went to the chatroom with the name “slippery_lil_clitty” and got the usual avalanche of pm messages and invitations to view cams. I always click accept on the cams and look at the cocks that fill my screen, but they usually disconnect after a while.

So this time a guy invited me to view his cam, and O. M. G. he had such a gorgeous cock!!!! It was big, not like freakishly huge but really impressive and sooooo rock hard, you could see all the veins standing out on it. I soooo wanted to lick and suck it, and he teased the crap out of me, lol. He just sat there and used just his fingertips to stroke it sooo slowly, pulling the foreskin all the way up and then down again, sloooowly making the head peek out and make the skin go tighter until the head slipped through it. It looked shiny and wet and delicious and I wanted it sooooo bad.

Then he messaged me.

James: Like what you see?

This was it, he’d ask about me and find out my age and disconnect, or I’d lie and he’d ask me to cam and I couldn’t. And that gorgeous cock would be gone, I actually got sad at the thought. So I thought, fuck it, I’m screwed either way.

slippery_lil_clitty: wow, yessssss. It’s incredible!

James: Show me that clitty of yours.

slippery_lil_clitty: I can’t.

James: Why not?

slippery_lil_clitty: because you’ll leave when you find out my age.

James: I’ll also leave if you don’t. How old?

So I told him my age. He stopped typing, sat back in his chair on cam, and for what seemed like ages, nothing happened. Then he started to sit up and reach for his desk again, and I knew this would be it. He’d grab the mouse and disconnect and that would be the end of it. God I hated being this age.

He started typing.

James: Turn your cam on.

My heart was pounding in my chest. He didn’t disconnect! At least not yet. He wanted me to go on cam. Omg. I’d never done this before, but I really didn’t want him to leave. Seriously, his cock was THAT gorgeous. But I was naked! I quickly pulled my blankets up to my chin, took a deep breath, and sent the cam invite.His eyes went wide for a moment and then he looked at me for a while.

James: You weren’t lying.

slippery_lil_clitty: no.

James: You’re very, very pretty.

slippery_lil_clitty: thank you.

James: Why are you all covered up?

slippery_lil_clitty: because I’m not wearing anything lol

James: Lower the blanket.

I hesitated. He covered his cam with his hand, and the pang of regret on my face must have been visible. Noooo! Come back, beautiful cock!

James: Lower. The. Blanket.

I bit my lip, closed my eyes, and let it drop to my waist. Again I was sure he’d disconnect, let’s just say I don’t exactly have an impressive rack yet. At the time I was pretty much flat, just two rock hard nips on a slight swelling of flesh.I slowly opened my eyes again, and he was staring intently at the screen, licking his lips.

James: Wow.

slippery_lil_clitty: yeah. I know, disappointing.

James: No. You’re beautiful.

I laughed, but his face… could he mean it? He sure looked like he liked what he saw. I felt a little less shy and began to relax, then toy with him by smiling coyly and using one finger to flick my hard nips.

James: Get rid of the rest of the blanket.

slippery_lil_clitty: um

James: Do it or I’m gone.

I’d learned my lesson the last time, and simply obeyed. I pushed the blanket down and away, completely naked now. Nervous again, but also hornier than I’d ever felt before. I felt exposed, like I could almost *feel* his eyes on me, touching every part of me, and I wanted to open my legs, feel his gaze touch me where I needed to be touched most…

James: Wow. That smooth little triangle… Spread your legs for me baby.

James: Oh. My. God…

I spread my legs slowly, exposing my little pussy to full view, and the wetness between my legs was actually visibly glinting in the soft light. He was squeezing his cock with a hard fist now, appearing to breathe heavy, typing with one hand only so as not to release the death grip he had on his cock.

James: Lick your finger and rub your nips, honey.

I did as he asked and discovered something I’d never known before – wet nips were sensitive to air, and they quickly seemed to get even harder and sent a weird tingling feeling all the way down to my pussy. I wriggled a little at the effect.

James: Lower your right hand and extend only your middle finger. Barely touching, start at the top of your pussy and run your finger lightly along the left lip all the way to the bottom, then up again on the right.

As horny as I’d constantly been for the past year and as much as I’d masturbated, I’d always just gone straight for my clitty and never experimented with the sensations a light touch could bring to the rest of my pussy. It was starting to throb as I languidly circled my pussy with one lazy finger, my knees pulled up showing my core to this stranger.

James: Place your fingertip softly at the bottom, in the center of your pussy, and slowly caress upwards along the slit… On it, not between it…

I shivered as my finger passed tantalizingly close to my clitty, only separated from it by my pussy lips.

James: Do it again, but press just a little harder this time, let your fingertip slip between those juicy lips slightly… stop before you reach your clitty baby, don’t touch it yet.

James: Lower your other hand and spread your lips with two fingers.

James: Ohhhhh my God you’re so fucking perfect…

James: Keep yourself spread open for me honey… Run the finger of your other hand gently along your inner lips, up one side and down the other, across the top just above your clitty…

James: Good girl… Keep gently circling… God you’re so soft and pink…

I’d never wanted to rub my clitty so badly before in my life and felt like I was going to cum at the slightest touch. I was panting hard at this point, moaning softly, staring at his cock greedily and picturing it next to my mouth, imagining kissing it, licking my lips…

James: Put your fingertip on the entrance to your hot little hole, sweetie. Put just a little pressure on it, let your fingertip slip between your inner lips and into you just a little, then back out… Keep dipping into your sweet little honeypot like that baby… feel how wet you are…

James: You’re a virgin, aren’t you.

I bit my lip and nodded, still convinced anything might make him decide I wasn’t worth his time.

James: Go just a little deeper, up to the first knuckle, but no further. You might feel your cherry, don’t push against it. When your fingertip is inside you, curl your finger inside you, up towards your clitty…

I groaned. The area I was pressing on felt swollen and sensitive, and was almost like touching my clitty from the inside somehow. I could feel my pussy squeezing around my finger, my hips started to buck involuntarily, trying to fuck myself deeper onto my finger. All I could picture now as I stared at his cock was it taking the place of my finger, pushing itself into me, my pussy squeezing it and trying to pull it in deeper… He was beginning to stroke himself in earnest now, long slow firm strokes, milking his cock for me….

James: Are you close?

I nodded.

James: Me too. Let’s cum together, sweetie. Rub yourself inside with little circular motions honey… and with your other hand, take your clitty between two fingers and squeeze it softly, pull on it a little, roll it around between your fingers… Cum for me baby… Imagine yourself placing your pussy on the tip of my hard cock and slowly pushing down, impaling yourself on it, taking me inside you deeply as I get closer to cumming, feeling me stretch and fill you… You want me to fill you, don’t you honey?