"Fraidy cat!" Pepper taunted him. "You told me a lie! You never fucked a girl before! Go on, fraidy cat!"

She watched the boy run across the sand. She laughed at him. She found her bikini and put it back on, feeling moisture between her thighs. Now, even the tightness of her bikini bottom made her feel good down there. Her cunt was still warm and glowing with pleasure, and she giggled as she started walking slowly along the beach.

More people were out now, and she felt like yelling at the top of her voice: "I got fucked! I got fucked!"

Now, as she passed a boy or group of boys, her eyes went first to the front of their trunks. She used to look at their faces first, but now she knew about their cocks, and that was where she looked first. Her tight little cunt tingled as she eyed every male. She wasn't aware that her green eyes were flirty; it was just her nature.

Pepper had a natural way of peeking at a male with her eyes slightly downcast, a hint of invitation in her eyes, promises of wild, wanton pleasure if they were brave enough to try her.

She had done something that thrilled her, that sent burning excitement roaring like an out-of-control forest fire through her exquisite body. She just had to tell someone of her discovery.

Pepper began running as fast as she could toward her home.

CHAPTER TWO

"I got fucked!" Pepper burst into the door, yelling almost at the top of her voice. "Mother, I got fucked!"

She ran into the living room, then skidded to a stop.

Diane was sitting there on the couch, but next to her was a man Pepper had never seen before. He was in a pair of trunks, and nothing else. He looked younger than her mother, but she couldn't be sure. Older people looked about the same to Pepper.

"You're back already?" Diane asked.