"SUSY'S AWAKENING" (in 5 chapters) CHAPTER ONE Ever since Cathy Jorden's pajama party, Susy Morris could keep her teenage mind on only one thing. Sex! That warm, mysterious, delicious feeling between her silky young thighs. And this particular morning was to be no exception. What woke the pretty teenager was not her mother's voice calling her to breakfast and school. And it wasn't old Mr. Henry's German shepherd barking in the yard next door. It was that beautiful sexy dream again. The same dream that had visited young Susy in her bed each night for the past two weeks. And just like always the dream ended much too soon, right when it was starting to get interesting. This morning the dream had started the same as always. Susy was alone on a deserted beach, just like the secluded beach she'd visited near her Aunt Flo's house last summer. But in the beach in her dream, not even her Aunt Flo was around. Susy was completely alone, just herself and a few sea gulls wheeling about. And another thing. She was naked, her entire young body a deep rich brown, as if she'd never bothered to wear a bathing suit in her life. As she walked along the edge of the surf, Susy could feel the warm wind in the rich tangle of her long honey-blonde hair. She could taste the salt of the cool spray on her ripe young lips. And she could feel the hot sun caressing her soft young shoulders, her coltish young thighs, and budding young breasts. All in all, Susy knew she presented the perfect primitive picture of a naked brown little female animal. And Susy knew something else as well. This young animal was in heat! Then, suddenly, Susy wasn't alone anymore. As she looked out toward the open sea she noticed a swimmer approaching. And as the swimmer came nearer she saw that it was a young boy. Her breath quickened. It was a beautiful dark-haired boy of about her own age, swimming toward her with long, slow, measured strokes. As the boy reached the shore, stood for a moment, and then slowly approached her, Susy saw that he, too, was naked and as deeply tanned as she was. Finally, he stood still before her, water dripping from his sleek young muscles and tangled dark hair. He was the most erotic sight Susy had ever seen. Her eyes wandered down along his gleaming chest and hard flat stomach and came to rest upon the most beautiful sight of all. His thing! His prick! His adorable young boy-cock! It was gorgeous! The boy's cock was small, about three inches long, no bigger around than a hot dog, and as brown as the rest of his tanned young body. And hanging down behind it was the small, tight, nearly hairless sack that Susy knew held the boy's hot young nuts. Susy watched entranced as single, individual droplets of sea water trickled their way down from the sparse curly hair at the boy's loins, slipping along the length of his beautiful cock, and at last dripped slowly from it's sweet tip. Susy knew she was in love. Then, as she watched, a wonderful thing occurred. The boy's cock began to grow. It lengthened slowly at first, then quickly began to raise itself from it's original dangling position until, at last, it pointed directly at Susy, throbbing almost imperceptibly as it pointed. Susy raised her eyes after a moment, almost unable to tear her bright young eyes away, and quietly met the boy's gaze. As she looked deeply into the boy's dark eyes she suddenly felt her body go all loose and warm inside, all her muscles becoming almost as liquid as the sea around her. She could feel a kind of delicious rush course through her body and finally come to rest between her long, quivering, golden-tanned thighs. She felt herself throbbing with an intense and powerful ache. An ache that demanded immediate attention! The boy smiled. He was a shy young fawn, as perfect and beautiful as Nature, or a healthy young girl like Susy, could ever have dreamed. Susy stepped forward, and with trembling fingers and madly pumping heart she touched the boy's sleek young organ. A mad rush of emotion coursed through her as she grasped the now hard cock and held it throbbing in her hand. Suddenly her trembling legs refused to support her, and she found herself on her knees in the wet sand. At that moment she found her face on the exact same level as the boy's prick, still captured like a small bird in her hand. Susy glanced up into the boy's tanned face. The hot sun had evaporated most of the water from his hair and chest, and that moisture had been replaced by a fine sheen of the boy's sweat. Susy became aware that she, too, was becoming wet with excitement. Both outside, and inside! Her own trembling young body shone brightly in the sunlight, the forelocks of her honey-blonde hair now plastered to her own sweat-beaded forehead. Susy lowered her gaze once again to study the young prick before her. It lay like a captured bird, throbbing sweetly in her hand, the warm breeze softly stirring the nest of short dark curls above. She now noticed something hadn't seen before. A small droplet of clear fluid had squeezed through the tiny slit in the tip of the boy's cock, like a tiny precious jewel. And Susy suddenly knew that she had to taste that drop of sweet nectar or she would simply die. Slowly, Susy dipped her head forward, her mouth opening to receive the delicious offering before her, the tip of her trembling tongue extended in eager anticipation. And then . . . She woke up. "Damn!" Susy thought. Just like always! "God, I could almost taste that boy's sweet prick!" Of course Susy realized that wasn't strictly true. She really had no idea what a boy's cock would taste like. At her innocent age Susy Morris had never even touched a real, live cock, much less tasted one. Oh, but the thought of it! It was enough to send sweet shivers through her little teenage body. And those shivers were starting right now! Susy raised herself onto her elbows and looked at the ginger-bread house clock that hung on her bedroom wall. It was barely past seven o'clock. Good! It would be a while before her mom and dad, or even her younger brother Bobby, would be up. Susy had plenty of time for what had recently become her absolute favorite hobby. Playing with herself. Or "masturbation", as she'd recently learned it was called. Masturbation! What a magical word! Until a couple of weeks ago it had been just another word that Susy Morris didn't understand. Now it had become almost a way of life for the young girl. There was something about the sweet, sexy sensation of her little fingers rummaging around in that tight, virgin hole between Susy's legs that made her want to do it constantly. She'd even done it right in school, between classes. One day she'd spent her entire lunch period giving herself uncounted orgasms alone in the little girl's rest room. Her poor empty tummy had growled for the rest of the day. But for Susy, a purring pussy beat a full stomach any day! Susy shook off these thoughts with a toss of her pretty blonde head and threw back the single sheet that covered her freshly awakened young body. Jumping from her warm bed, she stepped quickly to the door of her room, carefully locked it against any untimely interruption, stepped back, and gazed at herself in the full-length mirror that hung on the back of the door. "I still look like some little kid," she said aloud to herself, frowning. It was true. Standing there in her frilly pink "baby doll" pajamas, she did look rather innocent and child-like. But Susy knew very well how to remedy that. Slowly, as if practicing an exercise from her school dance class, Susy began to move and sway to the rhythm of imaginary music. And as she did so, she slowly began to unfasten the buttons of her pretty pink pajama top. Susy loved to strip herself slowly, teasingly, as if she were performing an erotic dance for a large and appreciative audience. Maybe an audience of handsome boys. Susy could even picture the sexy young boy from her dream watching her, and she knew that he, especially, would be excited by her performance. Button after button was slowly disengaged, each revealing more of her soft, sweet young flesh. When at last a final button popped free, Susy paused, as if intentionally toying with her imaginary audience. Then, with a seductive glance into the mirror, she allowed the wispy pink "baby boll" pajama top to slip from her smooth shoulders and drop to the floor around her feet. Susy kicked the pajama top away and stood for a moment before the tall mirror, gazing into the smokey eyes of her reflected twin. Now dressed only in her frilly pink panties, Susy watched in fascination as her pert little breasts rose and fell in time to her breathing, which she noticed was becoming more labored by the minute. She turned aside to admire her profile. "Tits could be a bit bigger," she said ruefully, taking a deeper breath to accentuate their undeveloped fullness. "But after all, I'm still growing." Turning to face her reflection once more, Susy resumed her erotic performance. The primitive beat of the music in her little head seemed to move throughout her body now. As she danced, she passed her hands lightly up and down her nearly naked body, from the elastic waistband of her little pink panties, up along her hips, to just below her little budding tits, no larger than ripe pears. Finally, she cupped her tits gently, shivering with sensation as she did so. "Uhhmmm," she breathed, as she began to knead and stroke her young tits. Already she could feel her tiny pink nipples begin to stiffen and pulsate against her sweaty warm palms. "Okay, boys," she whispered to the audience in her mind. "Time for the main event!" With that, Susy lowered her hands to the waistband of her frilly "little girl" panties, and with a tantalizing wiggle, she slipped her fingers beneath the clingy elastic, and slowly began to slide them down off her narrow hips. Susy's little teenage heart was palpitating wildly now as her panties slipped lower and lower. She watched her reflection breathlessly as the first tiny blonde curl of her newly developing pubic bush sprang into view. Soon the girl's entire nest of honey-colored cunt hair lay open to her gaze, and she allowed her panties to slip unheeded down her trembling young legs to lie in a little pink puddle around her ankles. Susy stepped free of the fallen panties and once more faced her naked reflection in the full-length bedroom mirror. The "little girl" that had been there moments before was now gone and the vision that had appeared in her place was nothing less that of a beautiful, and deeply aroused, young "woman." "And right now," thought Susy, "what this woman needs is a little finger-lovin'!" Blowing a kiss to her mirrored double, and once again checking to see that her bedroom door was securely locked, Susy trotted lightly back across the room and climbed back into her bed. She quickly stuffed a pillow behind her head in order to give herself enough elevation to see what she was about to do, and then lay back with a soft sigh of anticipation. And to think that until a couple of weeks ago she'd known nothing about the intense pleasure a young girl could get from her own little body! "Whatever did I do for fun before this?" Susy sighed to herself as she slowly spread apart her slender, sun-browned legs. A slight summer breeze from the open bedroom window passed playfully over Susy's naked body, thrilling her budding sensuality, stiffening the tips of her pert young breasts, and tickling the sparse down that covered the sweet mound above her sweet virgin slit. Teasingly, she ran her fingertips along the soft curve of her inner thighs, starting at the bend of her knees and tracing slowly up, almost, but not quite, to the tiny curls of her bush. Susy shivered and closed her eyes, lost in the incredibly delicious sensation. It was so good! She wished it could last for ever and ever! Unable to restrain her young passion any longer, Susy allowed her hand to slide slowly up along her soft thigh, all the way to that wonderful, magical place between her legs. Gingerly, she began to brush and stroke her fuzzy little cunt-mound, already showing signs of dampness from perspiration on the outside and from a much nicer source of wetness from within. Bracing herself for the explosive burst of sensation she knew was about to come, Susy firmly pressed her flattened right hand down onto her now quivering pussy-mound, and held it there tightly. It was as if some unseen tormentor had at that moment struck the young teenager a mighty blow with a bullwhip directly between her legs. Susy gasped sharply as her back arched into a tight bow and a devastating wave of almost painful pleasure broke over her entire frame, pouring out from the hot region of her throbbing little cunt, flowing over her aching breasts, washing up and down her shivering legs, and back again to the source. "Ohhhhhhhhhh!" Susy cried to herself. "That's soooo gooooood!" With the middle finger of her right hand, Susy now began to probe her little mound in earnest, searching for the entrance to her tiny cunt-hole. It wasn't hard to find. Susy had visited that secret region quite a lot lately and she was quite familiar with the territory. With the sigh of a young girl reunited with a long-lost and tenderly-loved friend, Susy slid her finger almost effortlessly into the little hole that lay between her slippery pussy lips. "Ohhhhhhh, Goddddddd!" Susy hissed, as her palm accidentally grazed her sensitive little clit, now stiffly erect and demanding attention. "Ooooooooo, my little pussy feels sooooo goooooood! All slippery and wet with pussy juice!" Susy let her finger rest within her cunt for a moment more, simply savoring the feeling of anticipation of the much greater thrills to come. Then, with a deep moaning purr, she began to slide her finger slowly in and out of her wet little hole. As she gently finger-fucked her virgin pussy, Susy began to use her left hand to softly squeeze and stroke her equally excited young breasts. Under this double stimulation, Susy's teenage body began to writhe about on her little bed, as if she was engaged in some primitive pagan dance, her legs bending and unbending, her back arching, her belly undulating, and her little blonde head tossing frantically from side to side, as if still suffering under the torment of an unseen whipmaster. Deep moans gave way to desperate grunts and pitiful little whimpering cries, as Susy's self-inflicted pleasure approached it's apex. "Uhhhnnn, it's so good, it's soooooo . . . fucking . . . GOOOOOOOOOOOOD!" she cried. "Ohhhh! Gotta' come! Ohhhh, now! I gotta' COME! I NEED it . . . NOWWWWWW!" Suddenly, both hands were working together on her now dripping, oozing pussy. All ten fingers striving desperately for the young girl's release. Susy's eyes shot open. She could feel the rise of sensation, the coming wave of pure, impossible, incredible, unbelievable bliss that was approaching. And Susy knew from experience the best way to bring it on. At exactly the right moment, when she absolutely could not stand the waiting a second longer, Susy slid her left hand around under her firm young bottom . . . and plunged a single finger into her tight young asshole, as the finger and thumb of her other hand pinched down hard on the little nub of her tortured little clit. The force of her climax hit Susy with the force of an atom bomb. "Eeeeeeeeeeeeyyyyyyyyeeeeeeeeewwwwwwwwww!" she absolutely screamed, her hot, wet face plunging at that very instant into the muffling softness of her pillow. Even in the throws of her orgasm, the sweetly cumming young teenager knew that her parents and her little brother Bobby were sleeping in their own bedrooms just a few feet away. Susy's climaxing body arched in a mighty muscle-wrenching spasm of pleasure. The bones, joints and muscles in her trim little body creaked and popped alarmingly. It was an intensity of release that only the young can experience and survive. Then, when the original seizure had barely subsided, another wave of even greater intensity came crashing down, contorting Susy's convulsing body again . . . and again . . . and . . . Oh, God, again . . . until the exhausted little teenager collapsed into a helpless, slippery bundle of quivering, sobbing young girl-flesh. "Oh, God," she whimpered. "How could anything feel so good." Susy lacked even the strength to pull the bedsheet back over her sweat and cum-soaked little body. Crying softly to herself, with her sweet little girl juices drying in the soft summer breeze that drifted in through her bedroom window, and with her heart trembling in the aftermath of her devastating orgasm, young Susy drifted off to sleep.