Mandy’s Story of Awakenings, Part 1

by My Girls

Mandy stepped off the school bus with a smile on her face. The school hockey team had won the trophy for the second year running and now it was the summer holidays. Mandy was an only child and had just recently turned 10 years old. As she walked away from the bus, she caught a glimpse of herself in the corner street-shop window and admired her slim petite body. She stood 4 foot and 9 inches tall and had a slim boyish figure—still completely flat-chested and no sign of any development on the horizon which didn’t worry her. The puberty barrier was soon to come and Mandy loved her body the way it was, smooth and unblemished and didn’t really want the pains and problems that teenagers endure which she had heard of from the older girls in school. Her hair was shoulder length and mousy brown and she had the most beautiful green eyes that seemed to sparkle. A beautiful young girl possessing such beauty and at such a young age had been admired by many boys, men and women. Mandy would blush when older women would smile at her as they passed by and she had many times pondered the thought of kissing such women as she had her friends.

As her image disappeared from view, she turned toward the street heading for her house. Mandy’s mind began to wander and her head was filled with the images of the after-games shower which she had enjoyed since she realized she liked to look at all her teammates’ young bodies. She herself was only 7 when she encountered her first feelings for naked girls while undressing at the local swimming baths. She was unsure of what feelings were at that age and had now realised, but being so young then she never really paid much attention and just played like any young girl would at that time in her life. Now being ten and just starting to feel strange urges, she was sure her feelings where that of lust and wanted to explore the realms of other girls’ bodies to satisfy her curiosity.

She scampered through the front door and noticing her mother washing dishes in the kitchen shouted a giggly “Hello Mummy!” and ran straight upstairs to her bedroom.

Throwing her satchel on the floor she jumped on her bed and lay back on her pillows. Her hair splayed over the soft cushion and she closed her eyes. Her mind filled with all the girls naked wet bodies of all different shapes and sizes that she had viewed in the showers all during the school term. The girls were all aged from 10 to 12 years old and Mandy had noticed that no two bodies were alike from smooth cunnies to ones with tufts of fine pubic hair, flat chests to sprouting breasts, pot bellies and skinny legs, long hair and short, and pretty girls and unattractive girls. She found all the girls attractive though in all their own funny particular ways. Even the prettiest of the girls who all aspired to be like had their own little defects. So things did balance out if another girl wasn’t blessed in one department or another.

With all these wonderful images running through her head she could feel her loins becoming warm and felt her little pussy fill with blood and swell slightly which urged her to open her legs hiking her school skirt up her firm slender thighs. She unbuttoned her white shirt revealing her slim creamy skin-coloured abdomen and resting her small hands on her flat chest felt the small pink nipples harden. She had discovered the delights of masturbation only a short while ago after a sleepover at her friend’s where all the girls chatted and showed the things they had learned within their short and childish sexual exploits. Some even kissed one another, but none of them knew that this was Mandy’s secret pleasure. Slipping a tongue into a friend’s warm moist mouth and feeling the exchange of saliva and tongues entwine made her little head spin. The other girls must have enjoyed it too, with all the vigour and enthusiasm that was apparent in all the French kisses she delightedly enjoyed.

Her hands caressed her budding nipples for a short while and then slipped down to her white cotton panties and slipped them off over her knee-high socks and her black school shoes, throwing them toward the pile of washing near her bedroom door. Her left hand returned to a nipple while the index finger of the right hand slowly eased its way between the crevice of her warm soft hairless mound. The finger found the warm liquid buried inside her very tight quim which helped the penetrating digit slide easily in, and Mandy moaned as she felt the slight pain of the muscles stretching accepting the small intruding finger. Sliding her finger back and forth again she could feel the lubricating liquid seeping out of her juicy young pussy down to her unblemished anus and clenched. She could feel the delightful feeling of something she had never felt before.

Without thinking her left hand moved swiftly down, and dabbing a finger on the juice resting in the pink sphincter began to ream the edge of her asshole. This was something new to the youngster which felt so good. Her finger tried penetrating her pretty puckered hole and found it very uninviting. She pushed harder and harder until suddenly—as if it popped—her finger sank inside her and she almost screamed as pain shot through her body as her anus gripped tightly around her finger trying not to allow something to enter the wrong way, but Mandy insisted, pushing in and squirming in sheer painful ecstasy of her new-found pleasure spot.

With her eyes shut tightly and gritting her teeth, she felt the most wonderful sensation shoot through her body. Her buttocks clenched and her anus gripping her finger even tighter raised up, and she could feel her juices oozing from her young swollen cunt and flowing onto her ass-invading hand, having her most explosive girlish orgasm she had ever experienced. When she pulled her finger from her ass, she felt such a surge of relief as the muscles retracted to close the small hole.

As her body relaxed and she let out a sigh, suddenly her bedroom door flung open. Mandy opened her eyes to see her mother standing there holding the washing basket.

“Oh my,” her mother exclaimed. “Ummm well…… sweetheart, I umm well,” her mother was stuck for words at the sight of her daughter’s delicate body lying on the bed half clothed, legs bent and Mandy’s hand resting between her legs.

Astonished Mandy thought, “Oh crap,” and quickly tried to straighten her body and cover her exposed nakedness, but a little too late. Her mother, now somewhat composed, smiled and said, “Well dear, I think it’s time for a little chat; don’t you?”

And Mandy still a little dazed at her compromising situation just nodded and mumbled a quiet, “Yes Mummy.”