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New Urges (Kichou - Full~Pride)

Kichou

Super-Earth
Joined
Jun 29, 2011
Location
Somewhere in the United States
It was a sunny Saturday afternoon in early spring, the temperature outside being just right to be outside. There were some puffy white clouds drifting lazily in the sky and it was just a happy cheery day.

For Katie, however, she was currently inside of her room, her door mostly shut and only slightly ajar. She had been working on homework from school, but now that that was done, she was just mulling over some thoughts. She was young, only fourteen, and due to that her body had definately been changing...a lot. She had just gotten off of her first period only a couple days ago and had that been scary. Good thing she had her mother and older sister there to help her out.

She was currently laying on her bed in her small room inside of the three bedroom house. The walls were painted a pretty light blue, almost matching the tone of the sky outside, and she had her blinds open on her one window on the wall opposite her bed to allow the natural light to filter in. Under that window was her desk which was neat with books and papers and a lamp that was currently off. She had a dresser and a closet, too, both of which were filled with clothes.

Though the book Katie was reading was interesting she couldn't help but to drift off onto other things. With a sigh she marked her page with a small book mark and set it to the side. She brushed aside some of her straight light brown hair that flowed down to her mid-back, but due to her laying down it was strewn about her head and shoulders. Her bright blue eyes stared up at the cieling as she put her arms behind her head with a frown upon her lips. She had on just a simple white T-shirt and some comfortable shorts; an outfit she was seen wearing a lot around the house when she didn't have to go anywhere.

Just a week before her period had started, she had begun to have this...strange feeling down in her lower region. She had begun exploring this new feeling by herself, usually only doing it at night so no one would catch her since she hadn't told anyone about it, not even her sister, whom she usually told everything to. It was strange, but if she touched herself down there, it felt really good. She didn't know what it was called but she had begun to really enjoy it. She had played with herself at night before bed and found it easier for her to sleep afterwards since it took a little bit out of her.

And now she was getting the same feeling. With a long breath she sat up and got out of bed, stretching her arms out as she walked to the window. She shut the blinds just in case a neighbor happened to be walking by or something and then flicked on her light switch. She didn't bother with the door, thinking no one would bother her; usually her family knocked before they came in, so she would be safe.

She layed down on her bed again and spread her legs slightly, though she kept her clothing on. She reached a hand down into her shorts and panties and began to stroke her clit with a deep breath. A shiver rolled up her spine as her breathing began to grow a little heavy; she could feel herself already being wet, which she enjoyed. With her other hand she began to play with one of her breasts and let out a short, quiet moan under her breath. She probably wouldn't be long; she just needed to deal with this feeling so it would stop pestering her. Maybe afterwards she would go outside for a while and go enjoy the good weather.
 
(Name's Kaylee)

My god, I never thought my sister would be caught by someone so frightened... me?! I was spooked when I peeked in, wanting to tell her something since I woke myself to use the restroom across the hall. "...Katie?" I whispered to myself, zoning it out almost instinctively after looking, making sure I wasn't noticed.

She was... playing with herself? The imprint on her hands in her clothes gave it away, and left me clueless as to why. She was too young to become so lewd. She looked like a cock-hungry whore the way she played with herself. The way she did it, getting pleasure from her own body with her two hands. It looked filthy, and made me ill to watch it. But, I kept watching, feeling the normal warm sensation I feel whenever I'm turned on. I felt my pussy juices leak onto my panties, unable to control it. No... no!

My fingers pushed themselves, seemingly on their own, fingering myself to desire given off by my sister's choice to play with herself. She's my sister... so why does it look, and feel so good. She's doing perverted things... playing with her body like that, so why, especially being my sister, does it feel so good when I do it to memories of her. I cup my large breast in one hand, groping and squeezing it, even putting pressure on the nipple; the other hand was fingering my pussy, often rubbing my clitoris. I may be going to hell... and jail for this... but fuck, it felt so good.
 
Katie was completely oblivious to her sister watching from her door; she was too caught up in what she was doing to herself. She was rubbing gentle circles of her clit and was unable to hold back another small moan. Due to her body being new to the entire sensation of pleasure, she knew it would only take a couple of minutes for her to climax. Then she'd probably just go to the bathroom, wash up....Afterwards she still planned on going outside for a while.

The hand on her breast continued to grope it and she gave her hardening nipple a pinch, which caused her to suck in a sharp breath. In her mind, she thought that...this was probably totally normal. Since her body had only recently begun to develop, she, of course, didn't know what was right or wrong to do to herself. The first urge had been just before her period; she solved it be figuring out that touching herself helped to eventually get rid of the nagging feel of want.

The young girl continued to masturbate for about five minutes before she finally climaxed. She sucked in a breath and then let out a long, quiet moan. She sat there for a few moments, out of breath and her face a little flushed before she removed her hands and sat up. She would have to sit there for a few minutes, regain her breath and composure before she dared to venture out of her room to the bathroom to wash up.
 
I held my breath as she stopped, finally able to clear my head. I knew that the lewd liquids I let out from my lower-lips would be out there, moist on the floor, allowing anyone to drag their feet against it. While that turned me on even more, I felt disgusted, that giving me a feeling of being violated, as if somebody raped me. Something from my body could be taken, and I didn't like it - especially if that thing is my sister making me feel good by watching her masturbate.

I pull myself together, and panickingly flee the scene in disgust and anguish. God, I'd be dead if I was caught. What would my sister, and family think? What kind of image would this give me? How could I talk my way out of such a situation, if I was caught? I ran, moving smooth on my feet. I ran to my bedroom, and closed the door, flickering the lights off, my eyes beading shut as I hid under the covers, forcing myself to rest, not wanting to be caught. I awoke tomorrow with a goal in mind; like my sister explores her body, I'll explore my interests, and see if they include my little sister.
 
Katie had fallen asleep easily that night and was awake the next morning a while after the sun came up. She stretched contentedly and let out a sigh as she turned over in her covers, not quite feeling like getting up; she definately wasn't a morning person. However, since she was laying there without a distraction, she began to think about what she had done last night and frowned a little. She was still curious as to these new urges she was recieving after she had gotten her first 'period' but it felt good what she had done. A small smile played on her lips and she continued to lay there for a minute before finally heaving a sigh and hauling herself to her feet. Before she had gone to bed last night she had changed into some comfy clothes: a baggy shirt and pants with no bra on.

Feeling thirsty, Katie figured she'd go down to the kitchen and pour herself a glass of orange juice; it would probably help wake her up, too. Her mother had always suggested coffee but she thought the stuff tasted nasty no matter how much cream and sugar she put into it.
 
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