From: "Col.Brewster" <Macvsog@cris.com>
Subject: Amanda (ff)
Date: Sun, 8 Sep 1996 08:10:57 -0400
Organization: Concentric Internet Services

I did not write this story!

AMANDA: Confessions of a Teenage Nymphomaniac

by Phiber Optik 
 
PART I: The First Time 

	I guess my sex life began one day during the summer of my
thirteenth year as I was doing my chores.  I was in my brother's room
putting away his clean clothes, and I found a stack of pornographic
magazines in his underwear drawer.  Out of curiosity as to
 what could be so great about things like that, I swiped them and went to
my room.

	I shut and locked my door, then sat down on my bed and started
looking through the magazines.  There was picture after picture of nude or
semi-nude girls in erotic poses, and stories from readers about their
various sexual exploits.

	After reading and looking for a while, I started thinking that if
sex was as exciting and mysterious as these magazines made it out to be,
then maybe I was missing out (I guess that for the first time I started
getting horny).  I began to wonder how my b ody compared to the bodies of
the girls in the pictures, so I took off my clothes and knelt before my
full length mirror with the magazines spread out before me.

	I looked pretty good.  My hair was shoulder length and
reddish-blond, my blue eyes, and my lips were full and soft.  My
five-foot-two form was smooth and firm with youth.  Being summer, I was
tanned a rich brown aside from milky white triangles over my s mooth round
ass, soft blond pussy, and pert, peach-sized breasts.  My thighs and
calves were firm and curved. 

	I started playing in front of the mirror--trying out the poses
that the girls in the pictures were in.  In the course of this I was
touching myself in ways I'd never been touched before, and my body
responded.  My nipples got hard and my skin tingled, an d then I came to a
picture of a girl with her legs apart, left hand cupping a breast, and the
right rubbing her pussy.  When I tried this pose I guess I changed my
life.  Massaging my pussy felt good in a tingly sort of way, and as I
continued, it grew we t and the sensation slowly increased.

      The thrill of watching me please myself took me over, and I lusted
after my own body.  Licking my lips, I let go of my tit and used my free
hand to fondle myself all over.  I ran my hand over my face and licked my
fingers, then rubbed my tits again and teased my nipples.

      The feeling in my pussy was building to extasy and spreading through
my body.  I looked in the mirror and realized that I was slowly bucking my
hips against my hand, and I increased the motion.  I spread my pubic lips
apart and made little circles a round my aroused clitoris with my middle
finger. 

	My skin burned, and I was sweating.  I knew that something big was
going to happen soon and I yearned for it.  The extasy burned at the
center of my being.  I bit my lip to keep from crying out, and arched my
back, thrusting my breasts at the image of my self in the mirror.  With
what seemed like an endless sudder of intense pleasure beyond what I'd
ever dreamed possible, I had my first orgasm, and came. 

	I sank into a wet heap, relishing what I'd just experienced.  My
fingers were slick with my come, and I sucked each of them clean. I loved
the taste of my sex. 

	It wasn't long before I ached to do it again.  I laid on my back
and brought my knees up touching my shoulders with my feet in the air. 
This way I had a great view of my pussy.  I spread my lips apart and slid
a finger into my tight but lubricated littl e puss.  This felt great, and
I started slipping my finger in and out while rubbing my clit with my
other hand.  Due to the state of pleasure I was already in, and combined
with the erotic joy of getting myself off, it wasn't long at all before I
came again. 

	When the shudders ceased, I spread my excess wetness into my inner
thighs and breasts. After panting quietly there on the floor, I sat up and
started looking through the magazines again.  I realized with surprize
that I had gotten horny looking at photos
 of nude GIRLS!  Was that normal? 

	I looked at the pictures.  Each of the models was a fleshful
fantasy of curves and hot, wet, lust.  I was excited by them, and I
decided that if any girl could get herself off the way I did by looking at
other girls, then she should do it as often as pos sible. 

	My hand strayed to my pussy again, and I started fantasizing about
how romantic it could be to be with another girl while we were both
getting off.  I was slowly turning pages and thinking about which of the
girls would be hottest to be with, when I came
 to a pictorial that brought home all the wildest dreams I was having.  It
was a spread of two girls in bed together. 

	The pictures got me so horny that I came two more times in a daze
of extasy as I stared at them.  The girls were licking each other's
pussies and tits (at the time I could only imagine how utterly erotic that
world feel). 

	My mind painted pictures of pleasure that made my head swim, and I
longed to live the dream. 

	With thoughts of myself and another girl licking each others
bodies for an orgasmic eternity, I came again, and collapsed exausted. 
 
AMANDA: Confessions of a Teenage Nymphomaniac by Phiber Optik

PART II: Fondling Friends
 
	It seemed that I spent every free moment pleasing myself.  From
the time I had gotten sex on my mind, it was all I could think about.  My
head swam with fantasies of myself and other naked girls in sweaty orgies
of licking, and sucking, and touching.  I was so consumed with orgasm that
I would lay in my bed and masturbate until I was exhausted, then fall
asleep.  My dreams were s o erotic that I often woke with my hand on my
already wet pussy, and start to play with myself again. 

	All I could think of was that I had to try it with another girl. 
I wanted desperately to know the feeling of a wet tongue on my nipples,
and the taste of another's pussy.  It wasn't long before I had my
chance... 

	My parents went out of town for a weekend, and left me with my
brother.  He told me that I could have a friend over to spend Saturday
night, because he was going to a party and probably wouldn't come home. 
So, I called my friend Kristen, and she came o ver at 5:00. 

        I had always thought she was pretty, and now this "new me" 
thought she was so pretty and luscious! 

	She was about an inch taller than me, with long, curly, light
brown hair, brown eyes, and sweetly curved lips that glistened wetly.  Her
body was tight and round in all the right places.  I couldn't take my eyes
off of her as we ate a pizza and watched T V--waiting for my brother to
leave.  I was dying to know the shape and color of her nipples, the
softness of her pussy, and the taste of her juices. 

	When my brother left at 8:00, I got very excited.  My panties
started getting wet in my jeans.  How was I going to tell her that I
wanted to have sex with her? 

	"Kristen," I started.  "Have you ever had an orgasm?" 

	We were sitting on my bed and she was reading a Hit Parade.  "No,"
she said, "have you?" 

	 I smiled and nodded. 

	"Oh really? With who?" she said, sitting up straight and looking
interested.  It was a good sign, and I pressed on.  "I did it with
myself." 

	"Really?" she said.  "How did it feel?" 

	"It was the best thing I've ever felt," I said.  I was getting
really horny thinking that this might work out, and I told her the whole
story, which only got me hotter. 

	When I was done describing it she asked me if I could teach her
how, and I knew I was home free.  After she'd gone as far as to masturbate
with me, she'd do anything else I asked. 

        I told her to take off all her clothes, and she did without a
word.  I took mine off as well, and almost stopped a few times because I
was so excited watching her.  Her body was smooth and flawless, her pussy
was the color of her hair, and her nip ples were red and rounded like
little breasts on her breasts. I yearned to suck them! 

        There was something electric about being naked on the bed with
her--so much untapped pleasure.  I told her to lay back with her legs
apart and do what I did.  I got on my knees by her side, spread my own
legs, and began to rub my hard clit.  She d id the same, and soon her eyes
widened as the pleasure began to build.  Her nipples were now as hard as
mine, and I told her to rub them too. 

	We watched each other like this in silence, and I could see that
she was exploring my body with her eyes.  After being so horny all
afternoon, I was close to popping when we started.  I closed my eyes and
shuddered--coming in a wash of wet ecstasy. 

	I opened my eyes and she was watching me intently, and licking her
lips.  I knew she was almost ready too.  I started rubbing myself again
with my left hand as I licked my juice off my right.  Kristen brought her
legs up as she tensed for the release, an d bit her lip, letting out a
little squeak.  She was tightly clutching her right breast with her left
hand, and my lust took over at the sight of her pleasure.  I leaned
forward and grabbed her other tit with my wet right hand, squeezing and
feeling. 

	We were very close at that moment, and looking into each other's
eyes.I knew that I was going to come again and hoped we came together. 
Suddenly, she gasped and squenched her eyes shut.  I bucked my hips
wildly, trying to reach my peak.  I boiled at the
 core, and we came as one. 

	We stayed like that panting together for a few moments, then I let
go of her breast and gently rubbed my own. 

	"Taste yourself, lick your finger," I suggested to her.  She
slowly sucking the come off of her fingers--savoring the taste of sex. 

	"Oh, that was SO incredible," she said finally, with a look of
utter peace on her face.  Her hand strayed to her pussy again, and she
fingered herself languidly for a moment, then sucked off some more juice. 

	"It was fantastic," I said, "but I know ways it can be even
better." 

        "Oh Amanda, how could it get any better?" she said, "you've got to
show me!" 

	"Are you sure? I don't want to start something and then have you
turn chicken on me," I said, looking at her seriously. 

	"Oh, if is anything at all like what I just did, I'll do that and
more, please show," she said with a serious look. 
 
	It was all the invitation I needed.  I held my hair back, leaned
over her, and kissed her.  Both of our lips were wet, and clung together
like the lovers that we would soon be.  She responded with enthusiasm
kissing me back, giving herself totally over t o pleasure, and her lips
parted.  The warm wetness of her mouth was mine, and mine hers.  Our
tongues met and danced in slow circles. 

	She arched her body into mine, and we fell into a writhing tangle
of arms and legs.  Her breasts were pressed to mine, and I could feel
those hard round nipples brushing my own.  I was fully on top of her now,
with my right leg between hers so that my th igh rubbed her pussy. 
Likewise, her right thigh rubbed my pussy, and the strong curve of her
calf crossed over my own.  The total effect of hot sensation sent shivers
through me. 

	I moved from the kiss to licking her face and neck, then back to
another wet kiss.  Kristen ran her hands down my back and grabbed my firm
ass, while my own searching hands felt down her sides to her hips.  My
right hand continued down her left thigh, an d she brought her leg up so
that her calf rested on my ass.  After a few more minutes of kissing and
making out like this, my tongue found it's way down her neck and to her
chest is slow circles.  I licked the soft white sideswell and undercurve
of her right breast, then put my mouth over one of those luscious nipp les
and sucked gently.  She moaned softly as I moved my tongue in slow
circles, and ran my left hand to her wet pussy.  I lightly probedher pussy
with my middle finger, and moved my mouth to the other breast. 

	She began slowly bucking her hips in ecstasy, and I moved quickly. 
I licked down to her navel, and worked around so that I was between her
legs with legs over my shoulders.  Her heels pressed into the small of my
back.  I licked her inner thighs, then t he lips of her pussy.  Her juice
was fantastic, and I plunged my tongue deep into her, and made slow
circles around her clit. 

	The sensation was more than she could take, and she peaked
instantly, washing my lips and chin with come.  I lapped it up, and after
a short rest and some reassuring talk that what we were doing way okay,
she did all of the same things to me. 

        We fell asleep in each other's arms, and woke at 11:43 as horny as
ever before.  I went and got the magazine of the two girls making love,
and we tried Sixty-nine.  It was too good to be true, as we could get each
other off at the same time.  I lo ved the way my nipples brushed her belly
as I lay on top of her.  Neither of us had ever had so much ecstasy and
fun, and we kept it up until we were too tired to move again. 

	Sometime around 5:00 in the morning, we made out in the shower,
and we tried fucking each other's tits.  That was fun.  I got over her
chest and spread my pubic lips apart while she rubbed her erect nipple
around my clit.  I came and licked my juice off her tit. 

        When we were clean, and dry, and tired beyond belief, we went to
bed and slept until my brother knocked on the door at 10:00.  He said that
Kristen's mother had called and said that she had to go home. 

        She got ready to leave, and after we had a long wet kiss and some
really hard hugs, she said that we'd have to get together like this more
often.  I was elated!  That night I masturbated myself to sleep thinking
of the things we'd do.