The evening after I found out who I was ( see my other blog),  I was a nervous and excited wreck.   My dad asked me what happened to my leg and arm and I lied and told him I crashed on my bike.  I know that my parents could tell I was up to something but they would have never suspecte anything near what their little angel had done earlier that day.  I was exploring my inner desires but expected to be alone when doing so.  I was bombarded with thoughts of the day and I was really hoping that my "voyeur" and I had a secret.  I laid in bed naked and kept playing with my nipples and getting myself aroused.  Being so horny made me decide that I was going back tomorrow.  I masturbated my firm clit softly and gave myself a nice orgasm under my bedsheets and went to sleep.  I was still feeling very numb and aroused thinking and dreaming about my naked excursion.

Of course, I woke up early.  We normally do on farms but this was when my dad usually gets up.  I heard the back screen door close beneath my window so I knew he was going to be out on the farm but only after he comes back from town where he has his daily coffee with his friends.  I laid in bed naked and waited for the sound of my mother leaving too.  She drove the truck down the long driveway and as soon as I could see only dust, I excitedly opened the door to my room.  I knew my brother was gone at a summer camp so I was free to do as I pleased.  I confidently walked down the stairs and headed for the front porch.  I sat on the stairs naked and enjoyed the moment.  I knew I wasn't going to be alone for long but also knew that no one sneaks up the driveway since it was so long and gravely.  

I sat back in the early morning sun with my palms on the wooden deck and my legs spralled down the stairs.  I looked down my belly at my young growing bush on my  pubic mound and was extremely excited.  I spread my legs to the open air and took in the cool morning sun.  I ran my right hand from one knee past my crotch and over to the other.  When I passed over my vagina, my body quivered a bit as I felt my labia protruding past my vulva and already firm.  I slid my butt to the edge of the deck and opened my legs with the bottom of my feet together.  Completely naked, I felt very at ease with myself.  I leaned forward and pushed my groin forward so I could see my waiting lips.  They were open and very shiny at my open canal.  I thought back  to the moment from last night and immediately became more aroused.  I took my middle finger and ran it from the bottom of my wet crack and slowly to my swollen clit.   I repeated myself a few more times and then frantically started to flick my clit back and forth and came within a few hand strokes.  

I was in disbelief that I just had an orgasm on my front porch.  Am I crazy!?! I was slightly satisfied and knew there was plenty more in store for me today.  I laid back with my skinny pale thighs open to the morning sun and slight breeze.  My tiny bush was prominant and fluffed up proudly for anyone to see.  After an erotic moment, I went inside the house and upstairs to my bedroom to get some clothes.  I decided to wear my sports shorts and a tank top.  No bra or underwear.  Immedialtely, what stood out to me was that my nipples were very erect through my top.  I loved that feeling and couldn't wait to explore more.  I went to the shed and eargerly grabbed my bike.  This time, I put a towel from the clothes line around my neck and down the trail I went, eagerly.  It didn't take long to get to the destination at the rail road tracks.  I ditched my bike in the weeds and climbed the hill to the tracks.  Flashbacks of yesterday took me over and I couldn't get my shorts off fast enough.  I walked in my tennis shoes and tank top down the tracks.  My pussy was pounding with excitement and anticipation.  Again, these feeling were existent in the past but elevated to amazing new levels.  It seemeed like I was walking with a tennis ball between my legs since my vulva were very enlarged and I could feel my labia sliding back and forth with my cum.  I loved every moment.

In the distance, I could see the bridge from yesterday.  My heart was already pounding and it seemed to pound even harder.  I slowly and cautiously walked toward the bridge with my ears and eyes on high alert.  Once I got close enough, I put my shorts back on and proceeded  to my destination.  Walking, I could feel the crotch of my shorts find its way inbetween my labia.  It rubbed my clit with every step I took.  I came to the edge of the bridge and looked forward and backward.  I heard and saw nothing except wind in the trees and the water running under the bridge.  I took a few steps onto the railroad ties over the water and stopped. I yelled, " are you fishing today"? and got no reply.  I then proceeded to the side of the bridge and carefully walked down the gravel path that I fell down ,naked, yesterday.

 Once I was under the bridge, I noticed no one was there.  I was disappointed and sort of relieved.  Not that I knew what I would have done if he was there.  So, I sat on a log at the bottom of the hill and just listened and looked around.  I was alone!  I took of my shoes and walked into the shallow river water.  It was cool and refreshing so I stood there for a while enjoying the moment.  I looked around for signs of anyone and there was none.  I threw my shoes onto the shore and was looking for a place to have some fun.  Barefoot, I walked further under the bridge to where my "observer" was sitting and noticed his tackle box and fishing pole at the top of the hill hidden under the bridge. My heart skipped a beat but his hook was attached to an eye on the pole so I felt he wasn't there ,yet since it was so early.  Further behind the his fishing gear was a tin breadbox container.  I took the container out and took off the lid.

Inside was 5-6 porn magazines, a polaroid camera, shaving creme, a razor , small hand mirror, scissors and some suntan lotion.  I was confused as to what the idems were in there for but the must have been his. I grabbed the magazines and sat on my towel on the top of the hill under the bridge and started to look through them.  These women were confident and posed in many different positions.  They were all full bush from their pubic mound down to their assholes.  I was no where near as hairy (yet) but still felt womanly. I was already horny so the magazines only added to the excitement as they were very sexy and confident.  I envisioned my voyeur looking through these and jerking off.  I then knew that he had to have stroked his cock and came after I left considering the unexpected show he got from me.  

Sitting on the towel, I kept my shorts on and slid the crotch to the side to expose my aching vagina.  Sitting on the hill pulled my ass cheeks back and pushed my swollen vulva and labia forward. I opened my legs wider and slowly started to massage my clit.  I wanted to take this one slow and enjoy this memory.  I reached into the bin and grabbed the dusty mirror.  I wiped it on my towel and held it by the handle so I could see my exposed pussy.  I have always enjoyed seeing and investigating  myself as I grew older but these times were very different.  I saw my big (little) pussy gaping from the hill pulling me open.  I took my free hand and with 2 fingers, opened my labia. I was soaking wet and could see my precum running down my asshole and onto my towel.  My shorts were already wet in the crotch.  I was reluctant to remove them so I waited, for now. 

Looking through these magazines gave me ideas as to how I wanted to see my young cunt compared to the adult models.  I stuck the handle in the gravel and positioned the mirror so I could lean back and play with my bald pussy.  My fingers were eager and stroked my clit a couple times but then I would stop before I would cum.  I was clearly out of control and wanted much much more.  I kept staring at my bulging lips and was amazed at how enlarged my vulva had become.  Though it was daylight, I wanted to see my virgin pussy in the sunlight.  So, I grabbed my towel, mirror and the suntan lotion and carefully slid barefoot down the hill.  I walked out from under the bridge into the sunlight.  I needed to know there was no one coming so I carefully climbed the hill up to the bridge and looked both ways.  There was no sign of anyone yet this morning.  I removed my shorts and tank top and threw them over the railing down by the river.  I kept my shoes on to be sure I didn't have a repeat of yesterday.  I was naked again!!!  

I enjoyed the moment of nudity in the sun but there was an urge to get back down under the bridge.  After climbing down the hill, I sat on the log in the sun.  The log was mostly in the water but I sat on the dry part in the sun.  I laid my towel over the log and straddled it.  I took off my shoes and sat down naked.  I put my bare feet up onto the log on both side and my thighs immediately fell open with no rsistance.  I put my hands on the log behind me and soaked in the warm sun.  I was in heaven.  I felt the sun warming up my wet crotch as it faced the sun.  My perky little titties were fully exposed and my nipples were slightly sore from all of the attention they were getting lately.  After a few minutes of naked sunbathing, I reached for the mirror and repositioned myself so the reflection of my thick pussy was visible to me.  I directed the suns reflection onto my meaty pussy and felt the heat of the sun and also what my shiny cunt looked like.    

I stared in awe  at my lips and was still becoming more aroused thinking of this experience. Outdoors and nude.  I was starting to perspire from my racing heart and the morning sun getting higher in the sky.  I exlpored my vagina with the intense sun making this experience more erotic.  I rubbed my clit as my hands spread my labia and pulled open my slit.  I was very intrigued at the sight of my swollen vagina with the light enhancing it and wondered how big it would get and wanted to see more.  I was so fucking horny so I reached for the lotion and squirted it onto my chest and belly and over my pubic hair.  It was very warm and felt intense as it ran down my body.  I craved the feeling of it oozing down over my pussy.  So, I closed my legs tight and dumped a lot of suntan oil right over my crotch.  I let it pool up as I watched my little bush become submerged in oil.  The smell of coconut was prevelent and I loved it.  

Before I opened my legs to let the oil run over my pussy, I grabbed the mirror and positioned it so I could get a nice hot view.  As my knees dropped open, the warm oild covered my whole vagina and the sun made my bush glisten.  I practically came with the sight and feeling of my crotch being soaked in oil. I sat forward and with one hand, held the mirror and with the other I masturbated to an intense and sloppy orgasm.  My lips were making a wet smacking noise as I rapidly whipped them back and forth. I was moaning uncontrolably quite a bit and my body was having a spasm. I tried to hold my knees open but the orgasm was too intense. My body was jerking all over the place and I was cumming very hard.  I tried to watch my wet canal spasm but I was not in control of anything my body was doing.  

In a trance I fell sideways off the log into the sand and grass and kept cumming.  I kept masturbating my slippery flower more and more.  My fingers were sliding across my slippery skin around my  hardened labia.  I was slapping my pussy like I have never done before and my stomack muscles were flexing.  I had no intention of stopping.  I sat with my back to the log and with my feel on the ground.  My pussy was telling me it wanted and needed more.  Leaning back, I kept switching hands as my fingers kept bringing my sensitive clit to orgasm after orgasm.  My pussy had never been penetrated before but was certainly being worked out this summer.  I then knew I was ready for sex or vaginal masturbation .  

With my right hand abusing my hot oily sweaty clit, my other hand reached underneath my left thigh and massaged my waiting canal.  I arched my back for a better reach and I inserted my middle finger into my pussy.  I was only in a half inch but I immediately brought myself to another oragsm.  I had about 6 or 7 already and I was definitely not myeslf anymore.  After cumming repeatedly, I took a break and my body was twitching in the hot summer sun.  I laid with my knees wide open and tried to catch my breathe.  My heart was going to explode just as my vagina just did.  My belly was going up and down from me trying to catch my breathe. The energy release was amazing and what I will be craving for he rest of my life.

I laid spread eagle with my pussy hair all a mess and matted down and reached for the mirror.  I stuck it in the ground between my legs and positioned myself for observantion.  I could see that my sloppy young pussy was bleeding a little with oil and cum slathered all over my shiny crotch and upper thighs.  After all, I had just abused it like I have never done before.  I also knew how hard I could punish myself for pleasure on the outside of my organ.  I had no idea today was going to be anything like this.  It was an amazing feeling that I still crave today.  As you can tell.  My exhibitionist side was pushing out and I didn't know how I was going to contain myself anymore.  I am a monster who craves public nudity, masturbation and attention. I didn't know if other girls my age were behaving the same way.  My friends never led me to believe they were sexaul at all.    

Oh shit, I could hear the train coming in the distance.  I knew I had time and they wouldn't see me so I stood up.  My legs were very weak and wobble but I was very very satified.  I wiped the sand and grass from my oily ass as I gathered my voyeurs things and slipped on my shoes.  I could feel the oil and cum running down my legs and dripping from my dangling labia.  Naked, I climbed up to put his stuff away.  I went down to grab my clothes and towel and climbed to the bridge nude.   I couldn't see the train coming yet so I boldly walked  ioled up back toward my bike. My heart was still going full throttle and my last orgasm was just a few minutes ago.  

In the far distance, I could hear and start to see the train coming toward me.  I wasn't going to make it back to my bike in time so I stepped off the tracks into the surrounding weeds and shrubs.  I could feel the train approaching so I squatted down so I wouldn't be seen.  I matted down some weeds and sat down on my towel.  I was feeling bolder and more daring so I laid back onto my elbows and waited for the train to approach.  I was well hidden but as the train vibrations and enormous sound came closer, I watched naked as the engine passed by at a fast pace and the cars raced past too.  It was a cargo train with many cars.  I felt the warm gush of energy push the foliage as I lay excited about my excursion.  

After the train passed, I walked nude onto the hot tracks and headed to my bike.  I walked down the trail and put my clothes back on.  There was no way my aching and slipper pussy was going to handle a bike ride back so I walked my bike back to my house.  As I got closer, I took the towel and wiped myself down, again, as good as I could in case I saw someone.  IMy cum was still exiting my vagina.  I put my bike back into the shed and headed for the house.  Still kinda weak and aroused, I decided that I needed another bath.  This time I had experience with sexual arousal and wanted to see how my body reacted to such an aggressive masturbation experience.  I stood in nude front of my mirror in the bathroom staring at myself.  I could see that there were marks on me from the past couple days that reminded me how naughty I really was.  My vulva was still fat and oily with my redish sensitive labia hanging past them and my breasts were rubbed on and sensitive and my legs and ass are scratched and scarred.  I could see myself growing up in more ways than one and again, I couldn't wait to go back.  

During my bath, I tried to come up with other ways to explore my sexuality and insertions were definitely in my future when my aching pussy recovers.   I wanted to see my voyeur friend again!