Her eyes were green, or gray, depending on the light, and her downy hair was parted in the middle.
She had wispy bangs that caressed her forehead, coming almost all the way down to her eyebrows.
Her nose was straight and narrow — a little pointy at the tip — and her nostrils were oval-shaped.
Her nostrils always flared and became broader when she was feeling angry, as she was after she once again had to pry a guy's hands off of her crotch.
It was late and Michele and Bernard were already in bed asleep, having managed to get one more fuck in before they risked getting caught by either of Michele's returning teenage daughters.
Marlene was just as mad at herself as she was at Harold. He should not have been so nasty to her. It was her body and she could do whatever she wanted to with it.
But, then again, he was a healthy boy, and Marlene knew that she had a responsibility to his glands after he had taken her out a couple of times.
Marlene was filled with complete despair as she fell on her bed.
She knew that there was no way she would ever be able to hang on to a guy unless she got over her fear of sex.
Marlene thought about ways to make herself more comfortable with the whole concept of womanly joy.
The little girl had never even masturbated in her life.
She had never experienced an orgasm, so she knew she really didn't have a firm grip on what all of the fuss was about.
Marlene had a cute innocent face with a peaches and cream complexion.
Her cheekbones were high and always appeared rosy, in spite of the fact that the little girl never wore make-up.
Marlene decided to be brave.
She was going to touch herself in an impure manner.
She was going to play with her pussy until she came.
Maybe then she would be able to go all the way with a boy.
She wasn't at all sure that she would be able to have an orgasm, but she decided to give it her best shot.
She had talked with Mindy enough about sex so that she had a pretty good idea about how to go about giving herself a sexual climax.
Marlene walked over to her bedroom closet and opened the door so she could look at herself in the full-length mirror that was mounted on the inside of the door. She winked at herself and came to the conclusion that she was very good looking.
She did have her mother's small mouth, with the full sensuous lips and she licked her lips and puckered them at herself in the mirror.
She had been necking with Harold for some time in the back seat of his car before he got too grabby and frightened her into stopping.
The girl could tell that there was already a wet spot in the crotch of her panties from the way her pussy had lubricated itself while she was tongue-kissing.
She figured that this was a perfect time to masturbate.
With her body already sexually aroused, Marlene figured that she had a bit of a head start toward orgasm.
She pulled off her blouse and looked at her breasts in the mirror, turning sideways so she could admire her profile.
Her tits were not as large as Michele's and Melinda's, but they were just as firm and rested just as high on her chest.
Her nipples swelled up until they were very hard when she was necking and she rolled her fingers over them for a second and was amazed at how good it felt.
She could feel those feminine erections getting even harder and larger beneath her own caress, and the tingling and burning she felt in those rosebuds increased two-fold as she touched herself there.
She took her tits in her palms and began to fondle them lovingly, her jaw dropping and her eyes closing as she felt the joy ripple slowly up and down her suddenly sharply arched spine.
She could feel the blood rushing into her pussy tissues.
The natural lubrication flowed- inside her virgin cunt anew.
She quickly kicked off her shoes and moved to the side of her bed so she could pull her jeans and her panties off simultaneously. She was becoming aware of her mind's ability foam-rubber the head of to control her body's reaction.
The second she decided to touch her pussy, her cunt began to ache as if it had a mind of its own and understood her intent.
Her knees felt wobbly.
Her legs felt weak.
She got as naked as the day she was born and climbed on her bed.
Marlene placed both of her soft pillows on top of one another at the bed.
She rolled on her side - for a second and punched the top pillow with a tiny fist to make a dent for her head.
She rested the back of her tiny pretty head in the indentation and opened her legs as far apart as she could get them.
She lifted her knees, pointed them in opposite directions, and was amazed by the intensity of her pussy's desire.
She once again rolled her fingertips over her nipples, this time more firmly.
She got each nipple between her thumb and forefinger and gave it a gentle pitch which made her inner cunt lips spasm.
She could feel her natural lubrication dripping out of the base of her pussy down into the crack of her ass.
She could tell that she was going to make a wet spot on the bed, and hoped that it wouldn't be too big.
She knew that she would be in no mood to do a load of laundry after she was boggled with her life's first come.
She decided that it was better to be safe than sorry and quickly hopped off the bed and wet to her dresser.
In her middle dresser drawer the little teenage virgin found a small towel that was rarely used, being old and on the ugly side.
She spread the towel out in the center of the bed and positioned her ass on it so it would catch all of the honey that dripped out of her suddenly soaking wet unused slit of emerging womanhood.
She parted her thighs and ran her fingertips down the flat plain of her belly toward her inverted triangle of dark brown pubic hair, which covered the top and the sides of her swollen vulva.
Marlene couldn't help but notice that her breaths were getting shorter and coming closer together as her passion grew.
She could feel the rate of her heartbeat increasing rapidly.
She began to tug lightly at the little short and curly pubies on her mound.
She twirled two locks of hair around her forefingers.
The little girl looked like she was twirling spaghetti on two forks.
She had a great urge to start touching her pussy right away but decided against it, thinking that it would be better to explore all of her secondary erogenous zones before she touched her primary ones.
At first Marlene had even been afraid that she wouldn't be able to find her clit when it came time for her to touch herself there.
But that ball of fiery flesh was aching so badly and had swollen to be so big with her growing sexual tension that she knew she would have no trouble at all finding the center of her womanly pleasure.
She, unlike her sister or her mother, had short fingernails, which made her look even younger than she really was.
She still had quite a bit of torn boy in her body. Her hips were still slim, but they were starting to broaden with the teenager's natural maturation process.
Marlene could feel her thighs becoming flushed, and she sensed that her skin was getting moist as all of the pores in her body began to ooze the hot perspiration that came with her increasing sexual anxiety.
Her cunt was aching worse than it had ever ached before.
A great pressure — a tension — filled Marlene's loins.
She could feel her desire filling her lower belly, rippling throughout her lower torso.
She noticed that her chubby little toes were clutching at the bedspread.
She placed her fingertips on the insides of her thighs, way up near her bent knees, and stroked downward until she was caressing the moist outer lips of her pussy.