Date: Sun, 15 Sep 2002 13:56:43 -0700 (PDT)
From: Jenna Tarp <jennatarp@yahoo.com>
Subject: Introducing Jenny {Jenna}(G/G exhib)[1!4]

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This work is unsuitable for minors. This work contains graphic descriptions
of sexual behavior between minor females and minor females. The explicit
nature of the story may be offensive. The sometimes-violent content may
also be offensive. Descriptions, scenes, characters and situations are
purely fictional and intended solely for the entertainment of its readers.

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Part 1: Freshman Year

This is a story about one young girls adventures through high school. Let
me introduce "Jenny".

When Jenny was about 15 when her family moved from Indiana to Florida. She
would be starting high school as the 'new kid'. They arrived and moved in
during August of that summer and it took them all a while to get used to
the weather. Florida was much hotter than Indiana. The area where they
lived was kind of an upscale urban development that had many newer homes in
a nice residential neighborhood. Their home sat in the middle of a
cul-de-sac, which butted up against a small public park in the back yard. A
pathway that lined the park ran directly behind Jenny's home and just past
the small hedgerow of bushes that encased her backyard. Jenny's second
story bedroom overlooked the back yard and she had a great view of the
park.

Overall, Jenny was a fairly outgoing person and made friends rather easily,
but moving to Florida was particularly hard, especially at this age. Until
school started, she hadn't met a single person. The month leading up to
school caused her to become a little more introverted than normal.

It only took a few days at her new high school for Jenny to realize that
she didn't really care for her new surroundings. All the other kids already
new each other and she began to feel isolated and alone. Because she was an
attractive young girl at 5'6" tall with blonde hair and striking blue eyes,
Jenny felt picked on by the other girls. "Is it my fault that I'm better
looking than you are?" she'd ask herself when she was snubbed by one of the
many small clicks of girls.

Even the boys seemed to ignore her. Jenny wondered if the other girls were
saying mean things about her behind her back. It wasn't long before Jenny's
mind began playing tricks on her. She often worried that the other girls in
her class hated her for some reason. It felt like no one ever talked to her
unless they had to. Then it was only a few short words, but nothing
personal.

Jenny couldn't wait to get home at night. She'd run to her room and sit in
silence and just think.

While all this was going on, Jenny was also becoming more and more curious
about her body. Like many young girls, her behavior and curiosity were
perfectly normal. She loved to look at her developing body in the bathroom
mirror after taking a shower. One of the first things she noticed was how
her body reacted after being touched.

She bristled with goose bumps the first few times she accidentally touched
her breasts, specifically her nipples. She noticed how hard and rubbery
they became when she played with them. She noticed tiny bumps emerge on
them as the nipple protruded and stiffened. When she pinched them or pulled
on them, she could feel it deep inside and she often felt her vagina
tighten in response.

She made her parents buy her a full-length mirror for her room, soon after
that. She wanted to watch herself now more than ever.

It wasn't long after she got her new mirror that she began playing with
herself nearly every day after school. She'd run to her room and silently
close the door. Her parents assumed she was doing her homework and never
thought to disturb her, but they were totally wrong. Instead, young Jenny
would strip naked and look at herself in the mirror. She loved to twist and
turn and look at every curve.

Years later, Jenny admitted - quite openly in fact - that she rarely did
homework during her freshman year. She spent hours looking at her
developing body, feeling her breasts and touching her pubic hair. She loved
the feel of her pubic hair and often ran her fingers through it. She loved
the way her skin rippled with goose bumps sending shivers up her spine when
she delicately brushed herself.

It was about this time that Jenny started fantasizing. As she stood naked
in front of her mirror, she began to think about how mean the girls at
school were treating her. She'd lie back on her bed and close her eyes and
picture them grouped around her, taunting her, teasing her, and making fun
of her. Jenny's mind watched the girls surround her after school. The angry
group of taunting teenagers pushed her behind the football field and under
the bleachers. Jenny was scared. There were so many of them and they were
all angry.

She covered herself as best she could, but they kept pushing her between
them and yelling insults like, "Bitch, whore and slut!" The anger in the
group seemed to grow worse the longer it went on. She worried that they may
beat her up. Her heart raced as her fear grew and she began to sweat.

Jenny tugged on her nipples and rubbed her vagina as she continued her
fantasy.

She heard one of the girls shout, "Strip her!" and Jenny nearly passed
out. She tried to run, but she was surrounded and the crowd of irritated
girls pushed her back in the center. With her arms tightly clenched across
her chest, Jenny tried to hide her body. But it was to no avail.

One girl flipped her skirt from behind and showed her panties. The hooting
and hollering of the girls added to Jenny's humiliation. Her mind raced
with insane possibilities. She was VERY scared for her safety and pleaded
with the girls to leave her alone. "Please, don't do this, PLEASE!"

The girls sensed Jenny's fear and it only served to heighten their
excitement. Two girls grabbed Jenny's blouse and yanked it upward. Even
though Jenny struggled and pleaded with them to stop, they continued until
it was over her head. With one brutal jerk, they pulled it from Jenny's
grasp leaving her with only a bra and skirt.

Desperately, Jenny tried to cover herself again. Tears streamed down her
face as she pleaded again and again for the girls to stop, "Please, I'm
begging you, PLEASE don't do this to me! What have I done to you?!"

Jenny's screams fell on deaf ears. Once her top was off, Jenny knew it was
just a matter of time before other items were ripped off as well. And she
wasn't disappointed.

Seconds later, she felt the clasp on her bra snapped like a twig. When she
tried to cover her breasts, her skirt was yanked down and she almost
tripped.

The girls were going crazy now, taunting her, laughing at her, and making
fun of her panties and her predicament. Jenny was humiliated, scared
and...and...aroused. Here a group of angry teenage girls and despite the
inherent danger was stripping her in public, yet she almost seemed to like
it.

Jenny's vagina saturated itself in wetness as she continued to rub
herself. Each time she pinched her nipple, another spasm tweaked her vagina
and sent a new surge of moisture between her legs. At the time, Jenny
didn't realize that she was well on her way to experiencing her very first
orgasm.

The closer Jenny came to complete nudity in front of these girls, the
closer she came to orgasm. Her fingers were moving up and down her moist
slit and made small circles around her clitoris. Each time she allowed her
finger to touch the sensitive nub, it took her breath away. Jenny's
breathing was choppy and inconsistent as she pictured the crowd of girls
closing in on her.

"Get 'em off!" yelled one of the girls, referring to Jenny's panties.

And before Jenny could react, she felt her panties grabbed at the waistband
and yanked to the ground. Instinctively, she reached down to grab them but
as she doubled over her bra fell off.

One girl pushed Jenny and she stumbled out of her clothes and she left them
behind. She desperately tried to cover herself from the leering eyes of the
girl mob, but each time they pushed her, her hands flailed about to help
her catch her balance. And when they did that, all the girls could see her
smallish breasts.

Suddenly one of the girls grabbed Jenny from behind and locked her arms
behind her head in a full Nelson. Jenny couldn't move because her toes
barely touched the ground.

It became readily apparent to all the girls that Jenny was aroused by what
was happening to her. Her nipples were hard as rocks and protruded like
pencil erasers and her vagina and inner thighs glistened with obvious
arousal.

"Look at that," one of the girls said as she pointed to Jenny's vagina,
"she's excited!"

It was true. Jenny was excited. She could feel her vagina swell with
arousal and her breathing suddenly stopped when she felt a building
pressure deep inside. When two girls grabbed her knees and spread her legs
so that everyone could get a better look at her swollen, oozing vagina, it
was more than Jenny could take. The liquid wall within in her burst like a
dam and she groaned loudly, "Ooooooooohhhhhhhhhhh!" as her first orgasm
coated her fingers.

Jenny's hips bucked involuntarily and her body convulsed with deep spasms
as she expelled copious amounts of fluid from her vagina. She continued to
rub herself until the spasms finally subsided somewhat.

Jenny's eyes rolled around in her head as she lie on her back, and
recovered. She didn't know what happened exactly, but she knew she LIKED
it, A LOT!

Jenny's newfound ability to give herself orgasms became an almost nightly
ritual. She'd fantasize about the girls at school treating her like dirt
and she'd bring herself to a glorious orgasm. She loved imagining them
humiliating her in front of the boys or her teachers. It made her wet just
thinking about it.

One evening, Jenny caught a glimpse of her naked reflection in her
window. She moved a little closer and she liked what she saw. She began to
slowly and seductively dance, swaying her hips back and forth, running her
hands up and down her sides and through her hair. As she gently cupped her
breast and began to lightly pinch and roll her nipple something caught her
eye and she stopped.

Jenny changed her focus from her reflection to something outside. She
stepped close to the glass and placed her hands against it so that she
could see out. As she glared into the early evening darkness, she gasped
when she saw two shadowy figures scamper from behind the bushes and run
along the park trail. Someone had been watching her!

Jenny's mind raced with fear and her skin grew cold and clammy. She didn't
know what to do. She worried that if she were to call the cops that they'd
wonder what she was doing naked with the drapes open anyway. She figured
her parents would freak, too. She wondered just how long they had been
there and what they had seen. Did they see her dance?

Jenny freaked. She closed her drapes and laid on her bed. The more she
thought about someone watching her, the more aroused she became. The more
aroused she became, the more relaxed she became. She convinced herself that
she did nothing wrong, which she hadn't. She masturbated to the fantasy of
people watching her through her bedroom window and brought herself to
another wonderful orgasm.

Pretty soon, Jenny began to leave her drapes open at night and walk around
naked while the light was on. The first few times she walked by an open
window were both nerve wracking and arousing at the same time. She knew it
was wrong, but she felt an overwhelming desire that emanated from deep
within her loin that drove her past any guilt. The tingling goose bumps
that covered her body as she sauntered back and forth in front of the open
window, filled her with sensations like she'd never experienced before.

Secretly, Jenny hoped that it was some of the neighborhood girls and she
was determined to find out. So a few nights in a row when her parents had
left town, leaving her older sister in charge of her, she left her light on
in her room and she snuck out back and hid behind the bushes. On the second
night, she struck pay dirt. She heard whispers coming from down the trail
and she held her breath as a pair of girls quietly approached. She watched
them as they crouched down behind the bushes and stared at her
window. Nervously Jenny listened as the two girls whispered, "Do you think
she'll be out tonight?"

"I don't know, but I hope so."

"Can you believe she just walks around naked in her room like that?"

"I know. She's such a slut."

Jenny's heart almost skipped a beat when she heard that. It was true. The
girls at school WERE talking behind her back.

The girls watched quietly for almost half an hour before one of them said,
"Hey Remy, doesn't look like she's coming out tonight. I gotta get home."

"Yeah, me too. Hey, Barb, wanna come back here tomorrow night? It's Friday
night and I heard her parents were out of town. Maybe she'll give us a real
show then."

"Yeah, maybe, but count me in."

Jenny now knew who the two girls were and after they left she went back to
her room. She closed the drapes and sat down to think. Both girls were from
her class at school and she had Barb in her History class. The thought of
them watching her was both scary AND exciting. She thought about what Remy
had said and she laid back on her bed.

Jenny changed into her pajamas and laid back down. She couldn't get the two
girls out of her mind as she slipped her hand inside her PJ bottoms. As she
began to slowly caress her vagina, Jenny wondered what she should
do. Should she report them? If she did, what would happen to her at school?
Or should she actually give them the show that they wanted?

Jenny felt a rush of wetness seep from her vagina and that answered her
question for her. Now it was just a matter of deciding 'how' she would do
it. No sooner had she circled her clitoris, than an idea popped into her
head. She masturbated to an orgasm and went to sleep knowing exactly what
she was going to do.

The next day at school Jenny could hardly wait for History class. When the
bell rang, she ran to class and sat down. A short time later Barb entered
the room and sat down in her chair right in front of Jenny. Jenny watched
Barb's face as Barb refused to make eye contact with her. Jenny felt like
Barb actually flipped her shoulder at her as she sat down. Jenny's heart
beat faster as she worked up the courage to implement her plan. She took a
deep breath and leaned forward and whispered to Barb, "It's been so hot
here lately, don't you think?"

Jenny waited as Barb just shrugged her response. Jenny continued, "I can't
wait to get home tonight. I think I'm gonna take a nice cold shower and
relax."

Jenny could tell this peeked Barb's interest and Barb turned around and
said, "Oh yeah?"

Jenny knew she had Barb baited so she added, "Yup. My sister and me are
going out to dinner and we'll be back around 7. That's when I plan on
taking my shower and relaxing."

"Hmm, sounds like fun. Enjoy yourself," Barb said.

"Oh, I plan too," Jenny replied with a sly chuckle, "I plan too."

Jenny could hardly wait until 7. With her parents gone for the weekend, she
made sure that her sister had someplace to go for the evening. She wanted
the house to herself and she made sure her sister was gone by 6:30.

Jenny ran around the downstairs and opened all the drapes along the
backside of the house. She turned on all the lights and locked all the
doors. She scampered upstairs and stripped naked. Her arousal was almost
too much and she wanted to masturbate in the worst way, but she didn't
dare. Not yet.

Jenny hid in another room and watched for signs of Barb and Remy. At
precisely 7pm they showed up. Both girls were dressed in black and crouched
behind the hedgerow. Jenny's heart was pounding so hard, she thought they
might hear it all the way outside. She was determined to give them a show
they'd NEVER forget and there was no better time to get started than now!

She walked into her room and just puttered around for a minute or two. Then
she went downstairs into the family room with huge sliding glass doors. She
walked past them and into the kitchen several times, before opening the
sliding glass door and turning on the patio light.

Jenny opened the screen door and peeked outside. She knew that no one could
see her from the sides, so she stepped onto the patio completely
naked. This was the first time she'd ever been outside naked and she loved
it. The sensation of freedom and wrongdoing were a mixture that heightened
her already aroused state. She slowly walked through the back yard toward
the hedgerow.

Jenny was feeling so excited that her vagina was practically dripping. Her
nipples were hard from the cool air and the sensation of what she was
doing.

About six feet from where Barb and Remy were crouched was a cut in the
hedgerow that enabled someone to walk through and into the park. Jenny was
feeling so 'heady' from her arousal, that she decided right there and then
to cut through the hedge and walk naked in the park while the two girls
watched.

Jenny turned sideways and slipped into the hedgerow. The branches lightly
scraped at her tender skin as she slipped past them and into the park. She
was completely naked and off her property for the first time in her
life. She thought she was going to pass out as she stood on the other side
of the hedge and within six feet of the crouching silent duo.

Jenny was so high on her arousal that she wanted more. She walked at a
slight angle away from the hedge and further into the park, but also closer
to where Barb and Remy were hiding. As she stood with her back to the
girls, naked and bathed in moonlight, Jenny stood not 8 feet away and in
full view of the two curious girls. She began to rub her breast with one
hand and her vagina with the other.

A small bead of sweat formed on her lower back as Jenny furiously rubbed
herself as the two girls behind her held their collective breath and
watched in awe. Jenny could no longer contain her excitement as she rapidly
reached an orgasmic state. Without thinking of consequences or anything
bad, Jenny spun around quickly to face her two peeping toms. She never let
on that she knew they were there and she fingered herself to a very
satisfying orgasm as they gaped in disbelief.

Jenny's knees almost buckled as she groaned and expelled more sticky liquid
from her loin to the delight of her two classmates. Feeling especially
nasty, Jenny brought her hand to her nose and smelled them before she
licked her own cum from her fingers.

Quickly Jenny gathered her wits and scampered back into the house. She shut
off all the lights and closed all the drapes as the reality of what she'd
just done began to settle in. She worried what Monday would bring, but
reveled in the delightful possibilities.

Much to her surprise...and disappointment...nothing happened on
Monday. However, this behavior went on for months during the school
year. Neighbor kids told their friends and their friends told other friends
and soon it seemed the whole school knew about her nightly escapades. It
became a sort of 'urban legend'.

Certainly Jenny knew she was being watched and she loved it. She would look
out her window frequently. When she saw someone was watching, she rubbed
her breasts or pinched or pulled on her nipples while massaging her vagina
for the neighborhood peeping tom. Jenny loved the way it made her
feel. Kind of dirty but in a VERY sexually arousing way! It took all her
nerve and guts to stand there, naked, in full view of anyone that happened
by and openly massage herself while they watched. But the 'heady' high she
got from exposing and touching herself while someone watched, was almost
more than she could bear, in the beginning anyway.

During the latter part of her freshman year she had begun to masturbate
herself to orgasm nearly every day. She'd get home, close herself in her
room, strip, open the drapes and stand naked in front of the window. She'd
rub her breasts and stroke her vagina until she felt her wetness grow. She
often fantasized about masturbating in front of her gym class in the locker
room. It really turned her on to think of masturbating while girls watched
her.

She said her first orgasm was the most memorable. The first time she
accidentally touched her clitoris it took her breath away. Her stomach
tightened and she actually jumped when her fingertip scraped across the
sensitive nub. But when the initial 'shock' left, she had to try and
re-create it. That's when she began using two fingers on one hand to spread
her labia apart. Rubbing or pinching her clitoris gave her incredible
sensations. She felt her wetness grow and grow as her stomach and anus
tightened and relaxed repeatedly. Her mind was numb with arousal. The
outrageous sensations she was giving herself were almost too much and she
was having trouble breathing. She kept furiously rubbing her clitoris over
and over. She'd pause only briefly to dip her finger into her own wetness
to drag it up to her clitoris for more lubrication before
continuing. Minutes later, she convulsed with her first orgasm. Her hips
bucked involuntarily and her vagina secreted fluid in spasmodic response as
she groaned and moaned loudly. At first she thought she hurt herself.

So that's how Jenny's freshman year began with lots of self-discovery and
public masturbation. By the summer between her freshman and sophomore
years, Jenny needed newer and more daring things to get herself
aroused. She began to wear smaller and skimpier clothes whenever she could
until her mom said "no way" and put an end to her enticing behavior.

But that wasn't about to stop Jenny. She opted to take her 'lewd' behavior
to new heights of excitement. She soon became bolder and bolder with her
masturbation. She began to frequent public restrooms for the excitement of
masturbating while the stall next to hers was occupied.

Jenny would follow some unsuspecting girl or women into the restroom (she
was usually at the mall or something). After the other person was sitting
down and preparing to pee, she'd close the door on her own stall and
immediately take off her blouse and drop it on the floor between
them. Jenny knew the other person would see the garment and get
suspicious. In her mind, the other person figured that she (Jenny) didn't
know the 'other' stall was occupied. Therefore, they normally stayed quiet
and said nothing.

She'd wait a second or two and then drop her bra on top of her blouse. So
now she's sitting in a public restroom topless and waiting to see if the
other person was staying quiet to "watch the show" or leaving. If they
stayed quiet, she proceeded.

Jenny could feel her "juices flowing" when she'd step out of her skirt and
panties and drop them on the pile of clothes between the stalls. The
thought of masturbating while the other person listened, separated only by
a thin metal partition was a tremendous high for her. She'd bring herself
to a noisy climax, making certain that the other person knew EXACTLY what
she was doing in there.

She'd calmly gather her clothes and get dressed before exiting. Jenny
chuckled at the reactions of some of the women but she merely shrugged her
shoulders and washed her hands. Some were shocked, some were disgusted and
some were aroused. She openly flirted with the ones she suspected of being
aroused by her public masturbation. She hoped that someday, someone would
ask her to "do things".

Jenny never feared getting 'caught'. She was underage and just didn't
care. She was so totally engrossed in her own sexual satisfaction that the
thought of getting caught just didn't seem real.

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