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Peter Pan Sex story: Child-like curiosity. Chapter I.

Peter Pan Sex story.

Peter Pan: Child-like curiosity. Chapter I.

Wendy basked in the sunlight, enjoying the warmth of the day. A beautiful day in Neverland and for one there were no pirates trying to attack them all.  Her nose caught a whiff of something unpleasant. She glanced around, there were blossoms in the trees and flowers on the ground and all smelled sweet. She looked down at herself, her nightgown was a little grubby, she had been wearing it for a couple of days now. Experimentally she sniffed at the cloth. There it was. The thing that smelled was her.  “What I need.” She said to herself. “Is a good hot bath. Well, any bath will do, hot or cold as long as it gets me clean.” She thought hard. There was a lake not to far from here, there was nothing that could catch her, like a cruel mermaid and she would be fine as long as no pirates came along. It was a mile away, which would be quite a walk but that wasn’t to far to fly.  “A nice bath, being nice and clean.” She whispered to herself, concentrating on that happy thought. Her body lifted from the ground and she zoomed off in the direction of the lake.

The wind rushed over her body, penetrating the thin material of her nightdress. The air brought a chill to her young body, just beginning to move into the cusp of womanhood, her small bosom wasn’t so small anymore, getting on a handful right now. Maybe her father was right and he was growing up, but she still had a bit of childhood left in her. The cold air was doing something odd, rushing over her body, making the nipples on her small breasts harden and rub against the material. Despite the cold there was a heat in her core and it was spreading in the most peculiar way. Wind rushed up between her legs, ticking her bare womanhood, one did not wear underwear in bed. Combined with this mysterious heat it was something strangely nice.

The water stretched out, crystal clear and gorgeous to behold. Wendy smiled as she glided down to the ground. The sun was warm and the grass below her feet was soft and comfortable. Wendy looked left and right, listening hard, there wasn’t a sign of life for miles except the chirp of birds.

Wendy knelt down by the lake and tested the water. It was chilly, but not too cold. It would be a pleasant respite from the warmth of the day. She could wash her nightdress in it later but right now she wanted to wash herself. She double checked again that she couldn’t be found or heard. There wasn’t a single sign of anyone in the area, she had to be alone.

Slowly she pulled her nightdress up and over her head. Exposing her bare body to the world. First it was her young shapely legs and then further to her bare pussy. It was just starting to grow the thick hair that came with adulthood. She wasn’t entering womanhood yet, but she was getting ready to. Her apple sized breasts and hard nipples were exposed to the chill of the air. She pulled the nightdress free and stood naked as Eve in Eden. It sent a rush of excitement through her, the risk, the uniqueness, the joy of knowing it was something rude and forbidden; it was utterly exhilarating. She allowed herself a slight giggle.

With a run she jumped into the air, not to fly but dive. Crashing into the lake she had to clamp her mouth shut so she wouldn’t scream. The water was freezing but it was a good cold. The chill was invigorating, her heart was pounding in her head and every joint tingled with electricity.

She gasped in a lungful of air as she broke the surface of the lake and floated on her back. The cold water over her body felt great. She could practically feel the dirt falling off her as she swam and paddled in the lake. She stood up, the water came up to her knees. She splashed and rinsed herself with the crystal clear water, feeling little shivers and gasps as the cold rushed against her skin.

Wendy looked down at her body again and noticed her pale pink nipples were hard and, as her hand brushed against one of them accidentally whilst she rubbing herself with water it seemed to have the strangest reaction that she never felt before. It tingled almost like a tickle and it sent the same feeling through her body. She wondered if she touched it again it would have the same effect. Tentatively she pinched the nipple between her two fingers and gasped. It did.

“Amazing,” she said. She cupped her hands together and picked up a lot of water and poured it down her body and followed it’s course, rubbing her hands over her torso. She gasped, as a most pleasurable sensation’s washed over her that had nothing to do with the water. “Very curious indeed.”

She spread her legs apart to clean her private parts but something odd had happened there to. They felt warm, almost hot and there she had a weird urge that she didn’t understand beginning to grow. She felt them judder slightly as her hand brushed against her pussy lips. Her eyes widened and a gasp escaped her lips. It was like a shock of static electricity had just rushed up through her body from her pussy. “Now, what do you suppose?” She looked down and blushed slightly. She had been told many times by her mother that there were certain parts of the anatomy one must not touch unless it was to wash yourself down there. She shrugged her shoulders. “There must be a perfectly good reason why I mustn’t touch myself in that area. But right now I can’t think what it is.”

She sat on the bank of the lake and looked down at her parts again, this time with no embarrassment and decided to explore that feeling more. She was surprised at the feelings that emanated from her light explorations. It seemed her body had taken a whole new life of its own. She found herself puffing a bit when she stroked especially hard on the little bulb on the top of her slit. Her eyes begin to water but she wasn’t in pain. Quite the very opposite. “This is most odd indeed,” she thought aloud. Her whole body seemed to tremble at even the lightest of touches, her breasts particularly sensitive, the nipple were hard as glass and each tiny pinch and rub sent bolts through her.  “Odd indeed,” she murmured. One hand played with her small tit and the other explored the tight and wet space between her legs.

She fell back, she couldn’t support her own body anymore, all the strength had been sucked out of her and replaced with firework explosions through her very nerves.

Wendy rolled her eyes and tossed her head. Her pussy felt like it as fire and that fire was spreading and consuming her whole body. Her legs twitched and her arms jerked. Her cunt began to throb and her juices flowed like water through her fingers. She closed her eyes as something spectacularly extraordinary happened and a tsunami of pleasure crashed through her entire body.  “YES!”

Her legs shuddered violently beneath her and she opened her eyes feeling shaky and weak. Her arms fell to her side and she couldn’t find the strength to move herself a single centimetre. She could feel her face, hot and flushed and a thick sweat was breaking out across her face.

“What were you doing?” A voice asked.

She screamed and sat bolt upright, looking around in panic. She looked left and right, then suddenly up and gasped.  “Peter?” She screamed in anger. She dived for her nightdress, hugging it tightly against her wet and naked body. The flush was turning to a blush and she felt very ready to do something very un-ladylike and punch him. “What are you doing?”

Peter was hovering above the trees and flipped and twirled through the air and landed on the floor a few feet away from the very angry Wendy. She wanted to slap him, but she needed to hold her nightdress against herself to hide her body. “What were you doing?” Peter, he repeated. Wendy was very annoyed that they were exchanging the same question back and forth. She growled angrily at him.  “I was, having a bath.” She said indignantly. Peter looked at her in surprise.  “I’ve never had a bath, quite like that before.” He said in an odd tone. Wendy looked indignant and wanted to turn her back on him, but that would give him a look at her bare behind. A strange thing was, that she actually half-thought that it would be a good idea.  “I was giving myself a thorough clean.” She muttered. “And, I guess I discovered a few things.”  “What do you mean?” Peter asked with unwavering curiosity. Wendy felt a hot blush on her face and bit her lip.  “Well, it felt, pretty good.” She muttered.

Peter fell into silence. It was his turn to blush. “Ummm…it did?” The two of them fell into an uneasy silence. It was actually Wendy who spoke first. Those feelings in her pussy were building up and she could barely control herself anymore. She wanted to explore these feelings as far as she could take them.  “Do you…ummm…want to find out for yourself?” She turned to him and took a deep breath. In a move of ultimate bravery she opened her arms and let her nightgown drop to the floor.

to be continued…

Author is Englishwitch

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