L. K. Madding

Cherry busting brother

CHAPTER ONE

Cathy Jones, walking home from school, felt a secret tingle in her pussy.

She had done something at lunch time she shouldn't have done, and now she was busily trying to hide the knowledge of it from herself.

"Another day, another night of study," she muttered to herself.

Lost in her thoughts, she wasn't aware of the heads she turned.

She was only fourteen years old, but she was a traffic-stopper.

Her youthful hips swayed in a lilting rhythm from side to side, as she walked. She was everything a man could dream of in the wettest of dreams!

Her body was almost fully developed. Her legs were already well-formed and shapely. Her blonde hair shone in the late afternoon sunlight like molten gold. Her green eyes sparkled with the young enthusiasm and the happiness of childhood, just merging into womanhood.

Her lips were beautifully heart-shaped, and full, sensual.

Her breasts were perfect mounds on a well-shaped chest, and the swelling of her young bosom curved downward into a trim waist, and then burgeoned out again into the delicate swell of her firm, well-rounded hips.