Hands Solo, Part 1

by Thom

Jessica had lost track of the twins. She was watching them for her sister for a couple of days while Beth and her husband Thom went on a cuddles and bubbles weekend. Since the girls were born six years ago, Beth and Thom hadn't had much time to themselves. It's no wonder though because twins are a handful anyway and these two, Alana and Amber were even more so. It had been impossible to find a babysitter who would tolerate them more than once.

Jessica didn't realize it yet but the girls had found their cunnies recently, and then like the twins that they were, they had found each other's cunnies. It would be a while before she located the girls because they had hid themselves away quite nicely. When she did find them, she would find them in a naked, sexual frenzy and would be faced with a personal dilemma that she wasn't prepared to face.

Jessica was on the verge of graduating from college. Her sister was older than her, married to a terrific guy with a good job. They were well on their way to the American dream, even now in the economic weirdness of the new millennium. Beth and Thom had gotten married right after college and the twins turned up nine months later. Beth had been forced to postpone her career ambitions for a bit but Thom dug right into his finance career and had been quite successful.

Why Jessica would be faced with a difficult decision had occurred many years before when she was just a little older than the twins were now. It involved both her and her sister Beth and a babysitter who was in her late 20s. Their parents had gone on a Caribbean cruise for two weeks and left Jessica and Beth with a sitter.

Jessica had found her own cunny and figured out what to do with it around three years old, just like the twins had. It happened one day when her mother had put her down for a nap and she didn't feel at all like sleeping. Jessica spent her mornings in pre-school and was home in the afternoon. Her mother told her that it was okay not to sleep but that she had to stay in bed and rest for at least an hour after lunch. Jessica didn't know what an hour was but even a minute was too long of a time to lie in bed if you weren't asleep. She was starting to fidget already and she had only been in her bed a minute or two.

There were a bunch of stuffies on her bed and she began to bounce around on them when one of them kind of ended up between her legs. Jessica bounced on and off of it a couple of times and noticed a distinct difference in how she felt when she was on the stuffy and when she was off of it. And she preferred to be on it. Being a curious girl, Jessica pushed her hand underneath her, between her and the stuffy to see what was there that was feeling so good. A couple of iterations of this maneuver and Jessica had her hand in her panties and she was pushing hard on her little girl mound and having the best time she could remember outside of her birthday or Christmas. Maybe it was even better than her birthday and Christmas. Finding the outside of her cunny so useful, she next explored the inside and eventually got to the heart of the matter, her clit which provided the best arrangement when she could get at it.

Nap time was no longer a problem for her. She would eagerly go to her room when her mother told her it was time. She would climb under the covers and push down whatever pants and panties she might be wearing to her ankles and pull up whatever top she might be wearing to her chin so that most of her little body was naked. Then she would find her little love nub with her fingers and jig it, and jig it and jig it. She would keep it up until her little body would shudder and she could have those little shudders several times in the hour that she was supposed to be resting.

Her mother never knew what she was up to. She would not have made much of an issue about it, even if she had discovered little Jessica doing herself but it didn't occur to her mother to peek in or even go see if Jessica was sleeping during these nap times. Her mother had been a bit older when she discovered the wonderful gift of self pleasure but was a firm believer and regular practitioner up to that very day. No, for her, Jessica was quiet and out of her hair for a little bit after lunch every day so she could read in peace.

Associating lying down with playing with herself occurred to Jessica pretty quickly. She realized there were two times other than naps that she was also lying down and they would make excellent times to frig herself; when she went to bed at night and when she woke up in the morning. Of course the morning didn't have a lot of time in it before she had to go to pre-school but she was still able to get over a couple of times before her mother started to raise her voice. Bed time at night was perfect. She could spend as much time as she wanted digging her hand into her little slit and rubbing her love nub, at least until she fell asleep.

There were other times during a day when you might get away with lying down and playing with yourself but Jessica soon learned that one of those was not the rest period that they made her and her other classmates take at pre-school. Once she had gotten into touching herself any time she was lying down, her hand just naturally found itself between her legs when she did.

The first or maybe it was the second time she did it at school, one of the teachers came over and knelt down beside her and told her that she should only do that in private, when she was alone, and not at school. Right around that time, Jessica noticed that the teacher had to have that conversation with a few other kids in her class. It turns out that Jessica had led the way in making masturbation a public activity and the other students couldn't resist once they had seen her doing it. Before long though the teachers had put a stop to doing it at school.

Jessica's older sister Beth though wasn't as inattentive to Jessica's new activity as their mother. Beth had been playing with herself as well, pretty steadily since she was quite young too so, she wasn't' surprised when she thought she saw Jessica doing it under the covers one Saturday morning when she walked by her sister's room.

"Hey squirt, you got a rabbit hopping around under the covers there?"

Jessica's hand froze where it was but she couldn't keep it completely still. She was just about to have her third or fourth orgasm that morning and it was so compelling that she kept on rubbing, just not quite so hard.

"Nothing under the covers but me," she giggled, not able to contain herself. She thought the idea of a rabbit under the covers was pretty funny and her hand had been bobbing up and down.

"Right, nothing under there but you and your hand on your wee-wee, getting yourself off."

"What are you talking about, getting myself off?"

"Playing with your cunny, diddling yourself, jacking off, masturbating, it's called."

"It is, who told you what it is? Did Mommy?"

"No, lame brain. My friends told me. Everybody does it. But we don't talk about it with our parents. They might ask us to stop it."

Beth came into the room, closing the door behind her. Jessica wasn't sure what was coming but she had a bunch of questions she wanted to ask Beth and hoped that her closing the door meant that she could. The other possibility was that Beth was going to razz her or worse, beat her up and threaten to tell their mother about her playing with herself.

Beth turned out to be a pretty nice big sister this time, which wasn't always the case. Their conspiracy around their sexual lives was going to keep growing and growing and it was that first little gesture of closing the door that made it all possible. Well, that and the little hopping bunny joke. Beth asked Jessica when she had started doing it and when she did it and how many times a day she did it. Jessica wanted to know those things about Beth too and could you do it forever or would you eventually wear it out and there wouldn't be any more good feelings? Were there just so many times in a day that you could make yourself shake and squeeze your thighs together or if you had all of the time in the world, could you just get there over and over again?

Beth told her what she was feeling was called coming, or getting off but adults sometimes called it an orgasm. She had started at about Jessica's age. She did it as many times a day as she could. She would do it in the shower or in the bath and when she went in to use the toilet, she could usually come a couple of times. Beth had perfected a way of getting little ones in class if she was wearing a pair of tight jeans by squeezing her legs together in a particular way. Bicycles were good if the seat was up a bit to high.

Beth thought that there wasn't any limit to the number of times you could do it in your life. That you could probably do it as long as you were alive and had the opportunity. She said that most of the time people did it by themselves but you could do it with other people too. You could even do it to other people but that was more like sex which is what animals do to make babies. This last part was way more than Jessica could make any sense out of at the time. She had stopped listening pretty much when Beth had said you could do it to other people. Doing it with other people though seemed intriguing to Jessica.

"Can we do it together sometime Beth?" she asked her sister.

"Gee, I don't know squirt. Maybe. I guess I hadn't thought about that. We'll see okay? In the meantime, go for it on your own. Don't let me rain on your parade," and she walked out and closed the door. Jessica went back to working on herself and came a couple of times before she decided to get up.

Beth found the visit with Jessica, catching her masturbating, very arousing She stopped back into her own bedroom on the way downstairs and pulled down her pajama bottoms, exposing her cunny and rubbed it a little bit to help relieve the ache that she was getting from seeing her sister diddle herself. Beth felt better after she came a couple of times. She pulled her PJs back up and went on downstairs to have breakfast.

Jessica got back to concentrating on herself but couldn't get the idea of her sister playing with herself completely out of her mind. In fact, it was the very beginning of a fantasy life with masturbating. Before that conversation with her sister, it had just been masturbation. Now, suddenly, a whole new world had opened up to her and her playing with herself would never be the same. When she came that morning, it was the best one she had ever had. And so was the one after that occurred before she went down to breakfast herself.

From thinking about her sister doing it, Jessica began to substitute other people doing it. In most cases she would imagine them doing it by themselves but sometimes if the other person were a good friend that she thought was really cute, Jessica would imagine that they were together going it.

Her mother was the first person after her sister that she imagined masturbating. She had seen her mother naked enough times to be able to vividly visualize her mother with her hand on her pussy actually rubbing it and maybe with her fingers inside her slit, diddling her love nub. Jessica always thought her mom had a nice body so thinking about it was a turn on for her.

Her friend Karen was someone that she could imagine doing it but when Jessica thought about Karen, Jessica was not joining in. She imagined that she just happened to be somewhere where she saw Karen doing it much as Beth had caught her doing it that Saturday morning. Maybe Karen's mother had told her that Karen was up in her room and that Jessica should go on up. When she got there, Karen's door was cracked and Jessica peeked in. There was Karen lying on her bed, completely naked, her legs spread wide apart, both hands on her mound. Thinking about Karen was one of her favorite fantasies.

Her best fantasy though involved her friend Jeanne. Once she had been told to go up to Jeanne's room by Jeanne's mother and really had found Jeanne reading a story book on her bed with only her panties on. To Jessica, this was the next best thing to being naked and her fantasy picked up from there with her taking off all her clothes so that she wouldn't make Jeanne feel bad about being in just her panties and then Jeanne taking off her panties too and the two of them laying side by side and diddling away.

The first time she really did do it with someone else though was with her sister Beth that two weeks that her parents had gone away. They had hired a single woman, Rachel, that they had gotten to know who had moved into the neighborhood over the summer. Rachel was a faculty member at a local college. To Beth and Jessica she was way cool, more like a kid than like an adult even though she was almost thirty. It was the way she dressed and the way she talked and the things she was interested in that made her seem so cool, despite her advanced age.

Without being able to articulate it, they both thought she was hot and found themselves confessing it to each other. Confessing in fact that they both wanted to masturbate thinking about her. That conversation had occurred during teeth brushing as they were getting ready for bed. Beth was having a weak moment, thinking about their sitter and asked Jessica if she wanted to sleep with her and they could do it together. Jessica eagerly agreed and they told their sitter that they were going to have a kind of a sleep over, sisterly kind and she was cool about it.

The sisters got under the covers and pulled up their nightgowns and pushed down their panties. Their hands were quickly in the right spot and their breathing became rhythmical. Being the less experienced though, Jessica was curious.

"What are you thinking about?"

"Being with Rachel, silly."

"What do you mean being with her? What are you two doing, I mean what are you thinking you two are doing? You know what I mean?"

Beth's first reaction was to be annoyed that her fantasy had been interrupted but she knew she could always get it back or come up with another one. Rachel was so hot, it would be simple to think about her in a hundred different ways and she could get off easily. Thinking about it that way, Beth thought it might make it even hotter if she were to tell Jessica about her fantasies and maybe Jessica would return the favor. Beth didn't let up a bit with her hand while she answered Jessica's question and either did Jessica.

"Well it's like this. I'm home alone and can move around the house wherever I want. I strip off my clothes in by bedroom but I'm thinking doing it in the family room would be hot so I head off to there."

"Have you really done it in the family room?"

"Of course, all of the time when I am alone. And in the kitchen on the table and on the counter and in Mom and Dad's bedroom. It's exciting to do it in places other than your room in bed. Remember when I fed the Smith's cat everyday last summer when they went on vacation?"

"You didn't. At their house?"

"You bet. Try it sometime."

"OK, go on."

"OK, so I'm naked in the family room. I'm sitting in that stuffed chair that Mom sits in all of the time when she watches TV. My legs are spread over the arms so they are really far apart and I'm scrunched down so that my back is mostly on the seat and I'm digging away at myself and not paying any attention to what's going on around me."

"Oh, this is so good," Jessica said. "You're amazing. I'm going to really do that the next time I'm home alone or home with just you."

"So, Rachel comes in to the house and I hear her come toward the family room but I'm way to far gone to be able to stop and anyway, I'm naked and what am I going to say so I just keep on doing myself. Without looking at her, I know she is watching me from the door way for awhile and it makes her hot and she pulls down her jeans and her panties. I can hear the zipper go down and the noise of the material as she pulls them down. Then she is touching herself and watching me."

"Oh, this is so hot, I've come like ten times on this. What happens next?"

"Well, I've come too so nothing happens next but I could come some more so we could think about what might happen."

"Right, you could open your eyes and see her and she knows you've seen her and she sits down across from her and you both watch each other do it," Jessica added.

"I think about that happening with adults sometimes, like they just join in. You know that woman who just moved in across the street, Joanne?"

"Oh, yes, she is really hot. It would be fun to watch her do it to herself and have her watch you."

"Or, maybe Rachel comes over and kneels down and touches my cunny while I'm touching it. And she's still touching herself. Or maybe she might put her mouth on my cunny."

"Her mouth?" This was a new wrinkle for little Jessica and just the beginning of the education that she would eventually get from her sister.

"Sure, it's one way that people do each other."

"Have you ever?"

"No, but I want to and I'd love to have someone do it to me."

"How did you learn about that? What else do you know?"

"Lots of stuff and I can't tell you all of them now."

"If you show me how, I'll put my mouth on your cunny if you put your mouth on mine. I want to try it."

"I'll think about it squirt. It's your turn to do a fantasy. I want to play with myself some more and not try something new right now."

"OK, I usually think about being with friends of mine. Jeanne or Karen or Jenny."

"Oh, Jenny is so hot. Tell me what you do with her."

"Well, I usually pretend that I'm sleeping over and we're in bed together. It's like warm so we don't really need any covers and we're just wearing our T-shirts and panties and lying back on the bed talking about school and friends and stuff like that. And maybe she asks me if I play with myself and I tell her I do and then she asks me if we could do it together and I'm all for it. So, we pull off our clothes and we lie back on the bed and start doing it. And I can see her doing it and me doing it and I come right away like I'm going to now thinking about it."

"Yes, me too. She would be great to do it with."

"Have you ever done it with anyone else?"

"No, just you now squirt. My friends and I talk about it but we've not done it together. We talk about all kinds of sex, like with boys and with girls and stuff you can do with someone else."

"I have an idea Beth. What if the next time Rachel goes to the store, we get naked and do ourselves in the family room and we keep doing it until she gets home, just like you imagined it?"

"Uh, I don't know squirt. I mean she might tell our parents and they might think we're like perverts and send us off to pervert school someplace. Or punish us."

"For playing with ourselves? Didn't you say everybody did it?"

"Well, right, they do but they don't make a habit of doing it in the family room waiting for the sitter to come home."

"I'll bet some do. And I'll bet she won't tell anyone because she will think its hot just like we do and she'll do it with us just like you said it."

"Ok, maybe. We'll see. I think it might be trouble. Did you still want to try it with your mouth?"