Hidden Treasure

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Hidden TreasureHidden Treasure———-The day started out with drizzly rain, just enough to discourage all but the most diehard visitors to the farm, giving me a bit of a break in the normal routines. I wandered around until I came to the tack room. The smell of fine leather always affected me in subtle ways. The faint scent of horse from the blankets and saddle wax filled the room as I entered. Everywhere around were the saddle racks and the saddles upon them. They were well displayed along with the various pieces of tack, the bridals, bits and decorative silver strappings. I felt myself stirring pleasantly as my hands played lightly touching each saddle as I stepped thru the room.Leaning against one, I raised my skirt and gently started rubbing my panty-covered pussy tracing the outlines with my fingers. Several minutes of this along with my mind drifting to thoughts of some lover between my legs licking had passed when I noticed how close the room had become. Light sweat had started running in rivulets in my cleavage making my shirt damp and sticky. I pulled it and my bra off, freeing them to the air, and dropped my panties and skirt on the saddle. It was still warm and my skin glistened as I continued to rub myself. I spread my legs as I leaned back on the saddle and let my fingers slide between my labia. Knowing my own body, my fingers expertly played upon my most vulnerable clitoris coaxing it out of its folds of skin until it was engorged and standing out. Clasping it between my thumb and forefinger, rubbing and squeezing it gently, manipulating it, feeling myself starting to give way to an orgasm, I felt my legs begin to shake and give way. I threw my head back, closing my eyes, tongue flashing in my mouth with my imagination of the lover between my legs, I enjoyed several minutes of quivering. I reached around to the wall, and removed a small whip, lashing it in the air, listening to the snap of it. I spread myself wide and gave myself a single lash on my pussy. My hip jolted at it touching my soft flesh. I swung it again a bit harder and winced. My free hand quickly reached down and rubbed the stinging flesh, soothing it. I continued for several quick short slaps, grimacing at each stroke. Tears formed in my eyes but my hand continued to rub the now reddening welts on my pussy.Turning sideways, I gave my buttocks multiple lashes to each side, feeling the heat of the whip as it flashed into my skin. The pain I was giving myself faded into pleasurable waves that seemed to end at my pussy. Using the end of the whip, I began teasing my pussy lips with its leather handle, its girth and length about the size of a young boys cock. As I pushed it between my labia and into my pussy wantonly jabbing and thrusting it deep inside my love tunnel, continuing until I started cumming. My wetness dripped down the handle making it difficult to hold onto, I dropped it to the hay-strewn floor.As I relaxed from my releases with my elbows on the saddle to support myself, bursa escort I noticed with surprise a blondish wisp of hair barely visible in the shadowy corner of the room. I stood up and looked closer at the corner, still unsure of what I was seeing. Not thinking about being naked, my breasts jiggled as I stepped over to the corner, a small girl with her back to the corner was cringing silently.”Girl, what are you doing in here?” I asked as I extended my hand out to her, helping her up from the cramped corner. She appeared to have been there for some time, as her legs were unsteady as she rose. Her clothing reminded me of my younger days, simple and plain pale colored button down top. A knee length pleated tartan skirt, zippered at the side and a white sash offsetting the two pieces of clothing.Her eyes took me in shyly, her head following the contours of my body, up and down, and finally with the appraisal done, they were lowered looking at her feet. I slowly twirled her around, examining her girlish features. While she had breasts, they were so tiny that barely a bump could be seen under the pale top, and the line of her back to her legs was virtually the same all the way down her from behind.”I repeat, what are you doing in here girl?” I asked her again, watching her down turned face. Her body language told me she heard the question but apparently was afraid to answer me.”Have you been watching me…um…playing with myself and getting off?” It was then that I noticed the skirt, while still buttoned, the zipper was opened enough to allow her slim hand to have been inside it.I stepped closer to the girl and lifted her face up. Her eyes met mine with a slight moisture forming in the corners as if she were about to cry. I pulled her to me, her tiny body firmly against mine, with her head nestled between my breasts, and I stroked her cropped blonde hair with my hands petting her like a little puppy.”It is ok. I do not mind anyone watching me; I enjoyed myself, and even more knowing you were watching. Did you like what you saw?” Her face cushioned on one of my breasts moved as I breathed and I felt a nod of her head and heard a faint “Yes” come from her lips.As I held her closely, I continued to speak softly, assuring her she was not in trouble. I was curious about her, why had she remained quiet in the corner for so long as I masturbated. She finally began softly speaking telling me her name was Carly.”I know I am not supposed to be in here, so I hid in the shadows. When you started…um getting undressed, I felt funny, kinda like I had a tummy ache or something, but it didn’t hurt, it just felt funny down between my legs.” I could feel her breath on my breast and started to stir myself, as my areoles shrank in size and the nipples hardened.”I never seen anyone do what you did. Sometimes at the girls home I would see other girls rubbing themselves under their blankets, but never really saw what they were doing. I watched you, so I put my hand in the same place and bursa escort bayan touched myself thru my panties. As I watched, I felt my panties get a wet spot and thought I had peed from being in the corner so long. I smelled my finger and it did not smell like pee,” Carly paused taking a deep breath.”It felt nice touching me; I’ve never done that before today. When you took that whip down and started hitting yourself, I almost cried at you trying to hurt yourself but you seemed to like it,” Carly looked up at my face showing concern for me.”Then you put it inside yourself! I got very tingly down there. All I could think about was being at the home after lunchtime, taking a banana from the table. When you moaned and jiggled around on the whip handle, my mind saw the banana going deep inside me and…I thought I peed again, only this time it was a lot of pee and it felt so good,” her face flushed telling the feelings she had when I had come.”Carly…you have never…played with yourself before?” I asked knowing the answer already. My hands began slowly roving along her neck and shoulder, moving down her spine caressing her until coming to her buttocks. I firmly squeezed them in my hands, pulling on them, pulling her closer to me.”Um…no…the Sisters at the home talk like that might be a sin or something, to have pleasure with yourself,” she frowned as she spoke.I pulled her until her mouth was on my breast; my hard nipple lay between her lips. I moved my breast back and forth on her lips, she opened her mouth slightly, and I felt her tongue touch the tip of my nipple. I gently pushed it against her lips, and she opened her mouth further and almost eagerly began nuzzling me. My hands went to her budding breasts, finding them and rubbing them thru the blouse. She wore no bra, her tits did not warrant a training bra, and I felt her tiny nipples stiffen.”No one has ever touched me before…on my breasts. It feels so nice,” she spoke as she pulled her mouth from my breast, and then quickly went back to sucking it again, deeper into her mouth with her tongue licking and lapping at it.I reached for her hand and guided it with mine between my legs. I pulled her hand against my wet cunt, letting her fingers touch me, as I pushed against her hand. She tried to pull back, but my hand prevented her.”Carly, touch my pussy, and see how wet it is, that is the wetness you felt and it is not pee. It is what happens when a woman has an orgasm. I know you did not know what you felt, but that warm tingly feeling, which is what it was, an orgasm. If you put your fingers inside my pussy, I will give have another orgasm on your hand and fingers, letting you feel my nectar,” I was barely able to contain myself feeling her touching me.”You will…orgasm…just with me touching you down there?” she asked incredulously. Without waiting to hear my response, her tiny hand and fingers began diddling my cunt.In seconds, I grabbed her hand and forced it up into my pussy, and started rocking with escort bursa it against me and had another wonderful orgasm drenching her hand with wetness.”Oh yes…Carly…you made me cum again,” I gasped out. “I now need to show you.” I slowly undress the girl, removing her top to expose her lovely little buds. The areoles and nipples surrounded by about an inch of pure white mounded flesh, so delicious looking. I leaned down and suckled one after the other with my mouth, my hair brushing along her chest, tickling her skin. She giggled at the feeling of me at her breasts. I unbuttoned her skirt, let it drop to the floor, and pulled her panties down. Again, I was rewarded by a most pleasurable sight; her mound was well pronounced and amazingly, it was thickly covered in the most lovely thick light blonde hair. I ran my fingers thru the blonde bush, rubbing on the pubic mound, caressing it. I felt her waver a bit at my touch as I traced my finger down the outsides of her outer labia, pressing the two together with my fingers. A tiny drop of moisture was visible at the bottom of her pussy. I probed her gently with my finger, running it up and down this time inside her outer labia lips. She had a very tiny coral colored clitoris, barely a quarter of an inch that started protruding, almost completely hidden in its tight curly hair of her bush. Unable to control myself, I gently pushed her down onto a blanket on the straw floor, parted her legs, and began an oral assault on her clitoris. My lips enclosed it and my tongue licked the coral button gently, knowing how sensitive it must be standing erect as it was.”Oh…what are you doing miss?” she exclaimed in a low voice as my lips began licking at her. “Oh My God, that is the most incredible feeling I have ever had,” as she reached out and held my head against her pussy.I continued licking her labia up and down with the tip of my tongue, watching the color of the labia change as it became more excited. Using my fingers, I gently parted her labia, exposing the tender flesh of her pussy. My tongue lapped at her eagerly tasting the sweetness of a young girl’s pussy on it with my nose rubbing on her clitty at the same time breathing in the smells of her sex. I felt her hips lifting as I licked pushing herself more against my mouth. Her breath became ragged and heavy, hips now completely raised up and I tasted and felt her orgasm against my mouth. I continued feverishly wanting her to have multiple orgasms on her first time, to insure she would want more and more in the future. Finally, her hips relaxed and slumped back to the blanket, her nectar was flowing freely out of her, down her ass crack and onto the blanket. She just lay, with her eyes closed, her mouth partly opened, her breathing slowly returned to normal.I raised my head from her pussy, kept looking at her, until she lifted her head, and peered down at me between her legs. I do not know if I have ever seen a smile as radiantly beautiful as the one that she had on her face.”Thank you…that was the most wonderful thing I’ve ever experienced in my life,” she cooed softly looking at me. “I am so glad that I was a naughty girl and hid in the shadows when you came into the room, best day of my life for sure.”

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