Young girl problems

Danielle was turning into a a typical teenager with a sexy figure and the often accompanying self absorbed, high ranking attitude. Well the big titted, shapely, pretty blonde she wasn’t typical looking, but for her looks, her emerging outlook was befitting. All young females get the opportunity to experience and take advantage of the benefits and experiences that come with being at their peak physical sexual attractiveness – their eyes bright and youthful, skin even and firm. This is a story about who and what particularly good looking young girls get exposed to and how they develop into the people that they often times do.

Danielle’s hormones began having their effect on her at an early age so that by the time she was 14 her budding tits swelled to fit into a 34C bra. The natural shape of her chest made them form into round tea cup perfect tits with soft, pointy light pink nipples protruding slightly upward. Further down her torso was a flawless flat stomach, pinched by a tight waist that lead in contrast to sharply swung hips that in turn curved around to two full ass cheeks that sweetly pushed out about any pants her mother bought for her. The depth of the crack between her cheeks lead a long, tight journey to her new, tight asshole and finely haired firm, virgin pussy. Already standing 5-6 inches tall her legs were long and tight. Her mature stature belied her innocent, inexperienced emotions. She attracted attention from wanting onlookers not knowing she was an age where many of her peers were barely hitting puberty. She was naturally built to become popular with all the right and wrong people.

Having been developing early and quickly meant that for a couple of years, at a very legally underage age she’d been discovering horny guys and older men, and even some females looking at her longer than usual. Sometimes repulsed, sometimes empowered she wasn’t sure what it was she wanted yet, but she was getting confident she could get it.

Danielle was being raised in a quaint middle class neighborhood by a young mom named Debbie. Debbie got pregnant shortly after graduating high school and the father couldn’t be bothered to grow up enough to raise his daughter and help support the family. He was young, Debbie was young and that was simply how it was. Debbie’s parents had a regular working middle class lifestyle and did what the could for the kids, but a sometimes strained relationship and Debbie’s desire for her freedom planted her two states from her family in a since failed relationship. She held several long term relationships, but as of the last 8 years she settled down with Thomas or Tom for short, a well paid manager of a respectable motel in the small town they lived in.

Debbie was a tall, pretty blonde woman who easily attracted attention when she wanted it. Having gotten pregnant early she was cautious about protecting her daughter from the instability of the serial dating most girls her age were doing. She decided she would sacrifice her freedom to provide as stable of a home life for Danielle as she could.

Tom did not discount Debbie’s reserved appearance as a lack of attractiveness. She was naturally pretty with full lips and clean, healthy appearance. Under Debbie’s clothes even in her early 30’s she had full tits that still presented a round appearance. Her long legs moved beneath longer dresses and occasionally form fitting jeans that gave her ass a chance to show.

Tom himself was a good looking man in his mid 30’s. He was in decent shape who took care of the things he valued in his life – his health, his work and his family. He loved Debbie and he loved fucking her, and the cute Danielle made a favorable impression and he quickly grew attracted to spending time with the girl. Debbie figured he was good for her and he seemed to treat Danielle with respect, fairness and love. All the basic requirements met in a mate, she was also glad that he gave her sexuality much needed satisfaction. She loved the shape of his dick and how he was willing to show her and have her perform new even taboo sexual acts. She didn’t know just how taboo he would be willing to go.

Around when Danielle was turning 12, Tom’s little buddy began to change. She was always cute and he sometimes pictured what lucky guy would get to see what intimacies he would get to indulge in when she grew into her body. He had to catch himself on occasion looking at her behind as he pondered this desirability. His thoughts never gravitated toward any sort of temptation regarding Danielle at this time in her life, but that was slowly changing as she was slowly changing.

One day Danielle came home from school early after the principal called home to inform her mother that she’d had an accident at school. Danielle got her first period. She was visibly shaken until her mother calmed her by reminding her that it was natural. Your friends are going to get it too and in fact some probably already have she said. Don’t worry. Everything will work out. Besides you’re going to have a lot of fun being an older girl, she said giving her an innocent wink. Danielle smiled at the thought of growing up and moving onto the future. Tom hanging out in innocent, ignorant male like fashion watched wide eyed as Debbie fielded this sensitive issue, Ya Danni, he said playfully, think of the cute boys that will be after you! Realizing he made have made a not so fatherly comment, he thought twice and shut his mouth. Man, he thought. I’d better watch my ass, he thought to himself playfully, still not realizing that their paths were going to cross in some unexpected and heavy ways over the next couple of years.

One summer vacation day of the year Danielle was 13 years old she and two of her female buddies were hanging out at the pool at their modest sized house. It was a hot day and everyone decided to head up and enjoy some cool water, and tanning rays. Tom laid on his lawn chair next to Debbie, each in bathing suits, relaxing and enjoying the leisure. Danielle and her friends were whispering to each other while soaking in the pool. Tom couldn’t make out exactly what they were saying, but he caught on that it was about some guy or guys they knew. For a moment he smiled and remembered himself as the subject of school girl fantasies, when he looked down and caught one of Danielle’s friends peering in his direction… in the direction of his shorts. Her name was Carissa and she was 1 year older than Danielle and the other girl. She looked away quickly and Tom suddenly realized she was looking at his cock through the leg of his shorts.

Attempting not to be embarrassed, he reached down as if nothing was up and tucked his shorts down. Shit… that’s great he thought, half excited by the cute girl’s giggle it put a small sexual charge in him. Soon the girls were climbing out of the pool on the wall opposite Tom. He watched with nothing better to do. Each girl started to pop out, their young bodies wet, the light accenting their budding shapes. Then Danielle began to climb from the pool. As if in slow motion Tom’s eyes watched as her tight lithe body bent at the waist displaying her shiny, tight ass as her long blonde hair rained water down over her cheeks and between the groove cut by her stretching bikini bottom. Tom watched as she rose, stood and walked behind her friends. She looked over her shoulder at Tom who was watching her directly in her eyes. She gave a crooked almost sisterly smile and walked on.

Tom’s cock began to swell as he let his thoughts linger too long on what he just saw and experienced. He pulled himself together and quickly grew uncomfortable with the obvious notion that he was growing attracted to Danielle. His mind raced back tracing the steps of his thoughts about her since he’d known her. He realized the direction of things were headed toward lust. For a moment he let his mind wander back to what he just saw – her ass, poking out, tight, round, the cheeks protruding further than either of her friends, her waist tightening and her hips spreading. He knew she was going to grow into an endowed girl, but never before had it caused a quite this strong. What the fuck were they giggling about, my cock? Is that why Danielle gave me that cockeyed smile? He looked over at Debbie. She had dozed off and was still sleeping under the warm sun. Tom grew restless, leaned over to wake her and let her know he was going to head into the house.

Later that night Tom was sitting in the living room staring at the wall next to the TV. He was examining his head again. He was a strongly sexual man and lots of girls of lots of ages are sexy. He even had little affairs with teenage party girls when he was in his 20’s, but this was obviously different. Since he’d met Debbie, he was figuring he was settling down for a longer, slower ride. Sex with her was fantastic. She would beg to be fucked. Liked it rough, and even wanted to be video taped on occasion. There weren’t many dull moments between them. Fuck it he resigned. I’m full of shit. This is nothing, he thought to himself as Danielle appeared in the living and sat down on the couch a couple feet away from Tom and reached for the remote.

Why are you sitting in here alone in the quiet she asked? I dunno he replied. Just thinking I guess. Hmm, she said looking at him from the corner of her eye as he looked forward. She eyed him for a second then decided to spring it on him, testing him, fucking with him, probing flirtatious pubescent boundaries. My friend thought you were cute, she said in a cool tone. Tom looked at her for a moment wondering if he was in some sort of dream or nightmare. The 14 year old girl he replied? He was used to dealing with females and them being attracted to him but this was different. His reaction wouldn’t have been so blunt if it weren’t for his preoccupation of worry over his seemingly apparent desire for the cute even sexy Danielle herself. Yea, I guess she replied, a little unsure of what effect her comment made. Anyway, she said dismissively, got up and head to her room.

Danielle was turning into a typical female teenager. Moody, pushing the boundaries of the people around her and figuring she knew more and was cooler than anyone that was in a position of authority. Danielle and Tom had always been buddies though maybe even more than step daughter and dad. They got along and Danielle often used Tom as a sounding board when she couldn’t talk to her mom or her friends. He was old enough to not be a peer obviously, but still “cool” enough to admire him. He was always able to think of this girl as a child, but nature was now telling both of them different. Tom would have to face this reality. His decisions about his reaction would alter their lives.

A couple weeks passed and more trips to the pool were had. Tom was honing his perception of Danielle each time they stripped down to their bathing suits. He began to study her curves, her childishness, her maturity, her strengths and weaknesses. He began to try on his perception of her as a budding woman – a very young one, but a developing fertile woman none the less. As he observed her body, her attitude and her changing personality he began to slowly build the perception of being comfortable looking at her from a sexual perspective. He would playfully sneak peeks at her ass, or the way her shirt would hug her tits, making note of how they were getting pretty big. The look of her supple lips elicited warm thoughts as she experimented with different types and styles of makeup. He began to carry an unofficial fantasy about playing with Danielle and her budding sexuality and womanhood, imagining various scenarios leading to mutual satisfaction… maybe someday, maybe in an alternate universe… It was mostly an idle fantasy, but still it existed. He didn’t know how far he’d actually go if placed in the situation to do something about it. But he didn’t think it was possible, and so grew comfortable with his idle daydreams.

Though Danielle, Tom, Debbie and the people that looked at Danielle were slowly seeing things through new eyes this summer, the rest of the year went with few significant events effecting their relationships. Danielle would come and go with her friends like a typical girl her age, talking on the phone about boys and other social events and drama. Tom had Debbie and his work managing the hotel. Everyone’s lives seemed normal.

Danielle privately was also slowly discovering the motivation and courage to masturbate. Along with the new influx of attention she was receiving from random people both that she knew and didn’t know, her own internal signals were telling her she wanted stimulation. The girls made observations between them about sex and what experiences they were having or expecting to have. Danielle, was also growing curious even daring. Once her clit began to swell under her finger tip, her appetite quickly grew large and powerful. Laying on her back in her bed at night with everyone else asleep in the house, she would begin to buck her hips into her hand, her eyes closed, thrusting hard drawing hot stimulation just before she came. She had heard what an orgasm was and quickly after a few intimate sessions with herself she discovered it for herself. She knew one of her friends at least was masturbating to orgasm and Danielle swapped notes with her. Not coincidentally the girl Danielle was sharing these notes with was Carissa, the same friend that caught Tom letting the end of his dick be visible from his bathing shorts. The two girls became best friends that summer. They had similar ideas about what their new found experiences were worth.

Summer came and went and Danielle turned 14 not long after the new school year started. Debbie noted her body growing to maturity at an almost sudden rate. She outgrew 3 bra sizes in less than a year. Her height was close to reaching her own and her figure and choice of clothing was setting her up for experiencing a quick womanhood. Debbie attempted to calm her ambitions to be hot and to be noticed. Danielle loved her mom and saw for what she could the wisdom in her kind words of caution, but the world wants good looking girls to grow up fast, and the rewards for doing appear and often are empowering and tempting.

One night at the end of a boring day at school that coaxed a large does of gratuitous daydreaming she began to indulge in her thoughts finally in the peace and privacy of her own room. She wanted to play with herself. She wanted to feel that feeling. She wanted to be rewarded for how sexy she thought she was becoming. She deserved to be wet and she wanted something inside her, doing her, giving her the thrill in her mind that she figured she wanted. Her experience was limited, but she knew where to touch herself to turn herself on. She knew what mental images made it feel even better. She knew if she wanted someone to show her how to extract more pleasure and fantasy from sexuality, she could probably get that too.

Mmmmm, she moaned under her breath as she struggled slightly to pull her too small panties over her firm hips, spreading her tan, long legs and reaching for her clit located just below her light brown public hair. Mmmm she moaned again slightly louder, empowered by her ability to do what she was doing for herself. She stopped, sat up and pulled off her shirt and bra. Now naked she lay back down, her nipples peaked on top of large, firm tits. She pushed the covers down below her feet and spread her legs wide and far, finally resting one foot on the wall and the other on the floor.

She began to rub her clit and passing her fingers over her virgin hole to get the wetness over her lips so she could massage them. Her finger paused at her hole and inserted slightly. Mmmm, she breathed. She pictured a cock with a nice shape and size belonging to a guy with a firm body and pretty face rubbing the tip against her. She slid the finger inside taking note of how it felt to be slid into under such an aroused and wet state. She placed her thumb on her clit and began to finger bang herself lightly. She opened her eyes and let out a deep breath. She wanted more. She was feeling desperate. She was so horny. Fuck she said sharply and continued to drive herself into sexual fantasy and bliss.

Wanting more, she wanted something longer to put in her pussy. She didn’t want anything too big because she didn’t want to get all stretched out she figured not knowing much better. She stood and looked around her room… hair brush, no, lipstick, no. Fuck she said again… Then a light flashed in her mind. Would it be disgusting to use a hotdog? What harm can it do… She paused, then the thrill of doing something new took over and she carefully headed for and opened her bedroom door. Figuring her mom and Tom were asleep she headed down the hall naked and excitedly for the kitchen to grab what she wanted quickly and get back to her room. Finding what she needed, she fished it from the package and pulled out an ordinary hot dog.

She snuck back into her bedroom door and headed for her private, adjoined bathroom. Turning the sink on she ran hot water over the dog to warm it. She looked at her body and face in the mirror of her bathroom. She pouted her lips at the image in the mirror and licked her lips seductively. You’re fucking hot she said to herself as if trying out for a magazine photo shoot.

She returned to her bed with the warm hot dog, laid on her back and spread her legs. She rocked her hips in anticipation and began to insert the hot dog into her tight pussy. One inch, two, three and then she hit a spot where it didn’t seem to want to go anymore… She hit her cherry. Fuck she said, as she began to rock the hotdog in and out. It felt good but wasn’t quite what she was expecting. She pinched her nipples with her other hand driving some extra feeling into her body. It didn’t feel mind blowing like she hoped… hmmm.

She pictured in her head an image she had from Carissa telling her how she masturbated sometimes. She pictured her friends butt pushed into the air with her tits to the mattress as she fingered herself between her legs. I’m going to try it she thought to herself. Quickly she got on all 4’s. Her round ass protruded backward with enough visual temptation to make a devout priest a believer in reducing the legal age of consent. Her butt was round, her waist tight and her hips swung out to the perfect proportions. Danielle was physically gifted for sexual attractiveness. She began to ponder the feeling of the position as she inserted the hotdog back in and started to rock it in and out of her tight pussy looking for the thrill of a new experience.

Without warning a light knock came from her door and it began to open. Her mom’s head peeked in to see into Danielle’s exposed ass then lowering itself and withdrawing something from her pussy. She had been caught red handed. There was no way to minimize the appearance of what she’d been doing. Danielle looked straight at her mom, both women had equally surprised looking faces. Danielle just sat there on her bed looking at her mom with a shocked look on her face. Debbie didn’t want Danielle to feel bad or ashamed and didn’t want her to waste a good night’s sleep worrying about her reaction so she stepped in the room and shut the door behind her. Mom, she began, I’m sorry. Debbie sat down next to her and said, it’s ok honey. Please don’t worry. I’m not mad and I don’t think you’re doing anything bad. Danielle just looked at her trustingly as her mom leaned in to give her naked daughter a light hug and noticed what it was she was masturbating with.

You know she said letting her go. I could buy you a good toy if you want one. No big deal she said standing, figuring this was a good time to exit and let her be. It’s less risky than a boy, she smiled at her. Just let me know she said casually, opening the door. See you in the morning honey. Night mom Danielle replied with a loving smile on her face.

Whew! Debbie breathed to herself. I think I handled that ok she thought to herself as she headed back to her bedroom. She forgot what she was going in there for to begin with. Her mind spinning a little from what she saw she crawled her slinky body back into bed with Tom.

Fuck Danielle breathed to herself. Fucking embarrassing. She was cool about it though. Fuck… Her mind unable to focus squarely on sex again she fell asleep naked under her covers.

The next morning Tom was getting ready for work when Debbie thought she’d tell him what happened last night. Tom, do not lead on like you know, but I caught Danielle masturbating in her room last night. Tom stopped dead in his tracks, turned slowly and looked Debbie, the mother of the sexy, budding girl he’d gotten to know over the last few years. Really he said trying not to sound too interested, his stomach picking a twinge of excitement. How did that happen? Well, I heard water running so I thought she was awake. I was just going to say goodnight. When I opened the door she was in there… She paused for a moment unsure how much detail to give. Yea, what was she doing he asked sounding concerned. Well, Debbie said with a matter of fact smile on her face, she was… She was bent over on her bed fucking herself with a hotdog. She looked up at him and he at her. Wow, he choked out, trying not to think too long about the mental image. Wow, he said again turning to continue getting dressed, possibly sounding a little too impressed.

What did you do he asked? I told her it I wasn’t mad and if she wanted a toy I’d get her one. I figure it’s better than her letting some teenage boy test his ability to not get a girl pregnant on her. Shit she said. She’s growing up fast isn’t she? Tom looked at her and said yea honey. She is. She’s a sexy girl he said trailing off almost into thought about it. Debbie looked at him and for the first time wondered what he was picturing in his head. Well, honey, I’m off. I’ll talk to you tonight. He looked at her gave her yummy kiss that made her smile and headed out of the bedroom and for the front door to work.

Fuck, fuck, fuck Tom repeated to himself on the way to work. What the fuck? He wasn’t making any intelligible sense, because he wasn’t thinking intelligibly.