Bambi thought about that afternoon out by the lake. The girl remembered every little detail of those events as if they had occurred the day before.
Bambi was innocent. Absolutely. She had never been fucked. She had never sucked a cock. She had never even seen a hard cock.
But she was curious and she was growing more curious all the time.
Bambi might have had the mind of a little girl but she had the body of a woman. Bambi found that she was having trouble getting to sleep at night because of the ache between her legs. She did not masturbate herself. She had never experienced an orgasm and the truth of the matter was that Bambi was a little bit afraid of that ultimate pleasure. But on this day, Bambi felt differently. She decided that she was going to sneak off back by the lake and she was going to get naked. Then she was going to touch herself in an impure manner until she taught herself what all of the fuss was about. Bambi stripped herself naked and stood beside the smooth lake. She could see herself. So small. Bambi stood only five feet one inch tall and weighed an even one-hundred pounds. Bambi was petite. Diminutive. Her hair was strawberry blonde in hue. She had extremely fair skin. Bambi had a perfect peaches and cream complexion. It was obvious to anyone who looked at Bambi that she had been one of those fucky teenagers who had never once suffered from a facial blemish. Her face was round. Her eyebrows and her eyelashes were the same strawberry blonde color as the hair that grew from her scalp. Her eyebrows grew angularly, in a femininely slender manner.
Bambi's eyelashes were very long. Her reddish lashes curled up slightly at the tips, in spite of the fact that she did not use mascara to enhance this effect. Bambi's eyes were almond-shaped and she had pupils that were green, like the eyes of a cat.
Bambi's eyes sparkled with merriment whenever she was happy yet looked somber and solemn, deep and dark whenever she was blue. The hue of Bambi's pupils shifted from emerald to kelly.
Bambi had a tiny nose. It was a mere button at the center of her face. Her nose turned up slightly at the tip. Her nostrils were on the pinched side, but they had a tendency to flare wide open whenever she was excited about something.
Her mouth was not very large either but her lips were full and sensuous. She had fleshy lips. Bee-stung lips. Bambi looked like she either needed to be kissed desperately – or she had already been kissed much too much already.
Her lips were very red in spite of the fact that she wore no make-up.
Her teeth were straight and pearly white.
Her neck was slender and rather long, maybe overlong, like a Norman Rockwell painting or something. Bambi's ears were small and clung closely to the sides of her head. In spite of her tiny stature, Bambi's tits were very big. Bambi's tit's were so large that they would have been considered big even if they had grown upon the chest of a much bigger girl. Bambi's tit's were firm too. They rested high up on her chest. They were pert. Perky. They had perfect shape. Her tits were rounded at the bottoms. Sloped at the tops. The nipples pointed slightly upward whenever she was standing up or sitting up straight. Bambi always sat and stood up straight. Bambi did not slouch. Bambi had perfect posture. She looked like a recent graduate from a finishing school if you judged her solely on her posture and gait. Bambi had one of the all time sexiest walks. Her hips swung from side to side when she walked, like, a pendulum, like gelatin on springs – a "finest kind" display of nature's kinetics.
Oh, yeah.
Men in the mountains of West Virginia been known to go out of there was to walk behind Bambi, even back in them days when Bambi still didn't know what the fuck it was all about.
Bambi had a very tiny waist and round hips. Bambi's hips were round both at the sides and at the rear. The skin on Bambi's ass was every bit as smooth as it had been when she was just a little baby. Bambi's legs were not long but they were top drawer.
Not much meat on her bones.
But what was there was choice!
Bambi could feel her pussy aching more severely than it had ever ached before as she stood beside the lake looking at herself.
Felling vain.
Feeling like woman.
Feeling sexy.
Feeling like a sexual animal for the first time.
She could feel the hot blood of her feminine arousal pumping downward in her body and she could tell that each and every, drop of that blood was headed for the pink delta between their thighs. She could feel all of the mucous membranes between her legs getting a little larger all the time.
She could feel her pussy getting moist.
Wet.
Soaking wet.
Her nipples grew.
Throbbed.
She touched her nipples and she could feel a ripple of pleasure running up and down the entire length of her spine.
Bambi pinched at her nipples with her thumbs and forefingers and she could feel herself enveloped with gooseflesh.
Bambi then took her tits into her hands and she began to squeeze them. She could feel the muscles in her legs weakening.
Bambi figured out right then and there that masturbation was an activity best undertaken while prone. She got down in the grass next to the lake.
She opened her legs.
Her cunt drooled.
The girl began to stroke her belly. She stroked her loins and then the insides of her thighs. She opened her knees as far as she could get them. Bambi could feel a stretching in the muscles at the insides of her thighs. Bambi could feel her cunt lips parting. Bambi could feel her pussy flesh crawling around between her legs. Bambi could feel her twat developing a mind of its own. Bambi could feel her clit growing larger all the time. Bambi could feel her clit pushing out from under its foreskin. Bambi could feel the cunt pushing the clitoral foreskin up and out of the way. Bambi could feel her natural lubrication dribbling out of the base of her pussy down into the crack of her ass. Bambi knew that soon she was going to be making a little puddle of pussy juice in the grass beneath her ass. She could tell that the entire cleavage between her ass cheeks was wet and slippery with the stuff that was dribbling from her poontang. She began to open and close her knees very rapidly as if she were attempting to fan the flame in her crotch. But this was hardly necessary. The fire in Bambi's cunt was burning just fine all by itself.
Bambi rubbed up and down the back of her thighs. She lifted her legs and rubbed her ass cheeks. She pulled her cheeks open and rubbed at the crack. The slippery crack. Then the hole. Bambi fingered her own asshole. Bambi moistened her right forefinger with saliva. Bambi pushed that finger deep up inside her own asshole. She wiggled it. She worked it in and out. Bambi pulled her finger out of her asshole. She sniffed it. She licked it clean. Then she began to rub her cunt. She rubbed at the outer lips. The inner lips. She rubbed at the outer-most edges of the protruding and slightly curled back inner cunt lips. She pushed her finger gently in between, her inner labia. She touched her own piss hole. She could feel her horniness growing, more intense than she would have thought possible. She tried to push her finger up inside her cunt but she found that this was impossible. Bambi hooked her right middle finger under her own pubic bone and only penetrated herself about an inch when the tip of her finger touched the thin wall of membrane that blocked the path to her womb. She realized instantly what this was. It was her hymen. Her cherry. It was her intact maidenhead. She pressed against the membrane until it was taut. This was the wall that had been, for so VERY long, the sole guardian of Bambi's chastity. There was a part of Bambi that wanted to push her finger right through that wall – just so she could find out what it felt like to be touched on the other side. But there was an even bigger part of Bambi that wanted to save her cherry and offer it as a gift to the man who was to become her first full-fledged lover.