"I am here to bring you to His Majesty, the king."I must have looked like I had just wakened up. "Why so?" Come on, come with me." Wait, I cannot go t... him looking like this!" I was sweaty, dirty, and I had on my old dress — which was more of a patch job than a dress."You look fine." Liar he was, he had hardly looked at me."Tell him I will be there in an hour." I had to go to the spring I had found two days ago. After the lack of water in the dry plains, I had found it more than a joy to be. " My dress was not like the otherbridesmaids. Theirs were an ugly yellow satin and puffy lace concoction,with straight skirts and round necklines. Mine was a very light greenwith a sweetheart neckline, tapered satin bodice and a flared skirt thatwas tea length. When Cheryl was done and I changed back into my skirt and blouse, Itold mom and Audrey that I was now working there. "That's very niceCarolyn! No more sleeping in for you!" Audrey worked at a local office and had been loaning me money;. As I pranced around the house in her panties, I found myself swinging my hips and putting a little wiggle in my walk, loving the feel of my little cheeks jiggling in the snug nylon fabric that was caressing my ass. My favorite thing was to end up in the bathroom in front of the full length mirror, turning around and jacking off while looking at my ass covered in lace. I realized that I had a very fem little fanny and would start to cum after just a few strokes while looking at it. I started to. “Cum for me baby” you whisper so seductively. I am so close…I think of my very first orgasm. I never even touched myself…I was reading the book The Happy Hooker by Xavier Hollander. I was sixteen, lying in bed naked. I had skipped school that day. Those very same intense feelings seem to wash all over me again. My heart is racing, my cock shiny with all of the precum it has released. I can’t help myself. I squeeze my legs together again, hard, reveling in the sensations that the vibrator is.