Gina watched the seconds on the clock tick by slowly. It had been an incredibly long day at school. The weather was muggy and unbearable, and the school's air conditioning wasn't functioning, so no one was comfortable. She could feel little beads of sweat running down her forehead. Her hair was a mess. And the clock kept ticking.
Her teacher was droning on endlessly about various geometric terms that she had no hope in understanding. She looked at the clock again...it finally rang. Gina shot out of her desk and raced out of the class and to her locker. It had been earlier that day that she stumbled across a magazine in the girls' locker room. It was during her gym period. She made an excuse to use the bathroom in order to get out of playing floor hockey for at least 10 minutes. "Gym is such a waste," she thought. "Boys acting like freaks, and girly girls complaining about ruining their hair and make-up." Besides, she really had to pee. So, Gina made her way to the stall. In order to get there she had to pass two rows of lockers. Laying in the middle of one row was a magazine that caught her attention. The cover showed two women, with very little clothing, in a compromising sexual pose, tongues almost touching each other, hands covering the breasts. Now, being the curious 15 year old girl she was, she had to pick it up and explore the contents. What a surprise she was in for! The magazine was thick, about 150 pages. There were few articles or advertisements...just page after page of women licking, biting, sucking, and kissing each other! Most of them were dressed in lingere or evening type dress, with women in every sexual pose imaginable. Gina was getting turned on by this and couldn't stop turning the pages. She studied the women's breasts, buttocks, legs, thighs, everything. She then looked up and realized she had to get back to class. As she got up the magazine fell out of her hands and landed on the floor. It opened up to the back of the magazine. This stopped Gina cold. the back of the magazine had about twnety pages of "alternate" pictures. These were young "women", as the magazine called them, dressed up in school girl outfits sitting in a classroom. Gina could easily tell that these "women" were no older than 15 at best, but this excited her greatly. She eagerly flipped to the next page where it showed 5 or 6 girls in various stages of undress: some with blouses pulled provacatively to one side, or shirts unbuttoned, and more. As she continued turning the pages, the girls began to do what the women were doing in the other pages...only these were her own age! Gina, who had always secretly liked girls from the time she was twelve, was getting more and more turned on by the second. These young girls, with small breasts and smaller nipples, miniature butts and tiny legs, were posing naked and Gina wanted so much to have one of them for her own. So, of course, Gina had to take the magazine for herself. She didn't care who it might belong to. Besides, she couldn't let anyone else see this on the floor, right? Who could know what the gym teachers would do.
Gina hurredly ran to her gym locker and threw the magazine inside her bookbag. She then raced back to class, of course forgetting the bathroom break she was supposed to have had. But her mind wasn't on floor hockey, or stupid boys...it was on that magazine.
It took unbelievably long for the bus to get to her house. She began to fidget in her seat at the back of the bus, because she had that tickling feeling under her pants that she always got when she was turned on. She could feel her white cotton panties getting soaked. That magazine was burning a hole in her mind! As soon as the bus stopped at her house, she jumped out of her seat so quickly she nealy tripped and fell. The excitement was unbearable.
Gina quickly unlocked the door and ran upstairs to her room, locking it behind her. She knew her parents weren't going to be home until at least seven because of a business dinner, so she had all the time in the world to do what she wanted. She flung off her t-shirt and shorts and was naked at the foot of her bed in no time. Her heart was already racing, and she hadn't even opened the magazine yet! Gina turned to the pages with the schoolgirls and instantly plunged her right hand down to her crotch, sticking her forefinger inside. What a wave of feeling that came over her! The tension that had built all day from school work and sexual anticipation was finally released in a blood curdling, orgasmic scream that shook her entire body and nearly the whole house. Her hand was as soaked as if she had just run them under a faucet. The smell of fresh, young pussy surrounded her room...and she hadn't even studied the pictures yet. With the turn of every page, Gina masturbated. Twenty pages in all. Twenty orgasms. Each one as powerful as the first.
The third page showed two girls giving two other girls head while the other two students masturbated with their pencils. The next page showed the all in a circle, fingering each other's small, protruding clits. Each page was more graphic than the previous. By the last few pages, the girls were sticking fingers inside of butts and dildos inside pussies, and vice versa. Each page made Gina cum even more. As she turned the last page of the set, Gina plunged her whole hand inside her pussy, screaming as he biggest orgasm of her life rushed over her body. Her muscles twinged, her head shook, and her heart pumped faster as Gina gave herself her very first squirting orgasm. What seemed like an endless stream of girly-cum squirted from her opening, covering the magazine. Gina quickly bent down and licked every drop off the pages, not taking her hand away from her crotch for one second. There was nothing she liked more than the taste of her own cum...but this was different. It was a taste like she could never imagine, one that sent her into another world. The sweet, tangy flavor of her own suirting cum, mixed with the perfume scented pages of the lesbian magazine. As Gina finished licking her cum, she collapsed onto the floor. Her entire body was spent. It took her twenty minutes to catch her breath, and by then she was sound asleep. Naked and sweaty, with girly-cum drenched all over her hands and legs and waist. The smell of young girl pussy lingered in her room, but she didn't care, for she was in another world trying to recover from her multiple, multiple orgasms. Mom and Dad wouldn't be home for another two hours at least...
...or so she thought.