Oh! she moaned to herself, closing her eyes and letting her head fall backward. She stood before her mirror, slowly massaging her small but beautifully formed young breasts, her eyes closed and her long hair dangling loosely behind her.

Mmmmmm. Her moan was low and throaty, like that of a full grown woman in heat! She rubbed her thighs together, feeling the moisture come out on her skin down there, and the funny tension grow stronger up inside her virgin cunny.

It felt so nice!

She began to press her palms harder against her breasts. Her tiny nipples were hard under her moving thumbs, and tickled and itched and begged for scratching and touching and pulling and… and… kissing!

She was lost in her own sweet feelings.

"You're one damned sexy little broad!"

Julie screamed, gasped, straightened quickly, and slapped both palms hard over her mouth. It was Jerry!

"How dare you come in here without knocking!?" Julie shouted at her older brother as she whirled toward him, blushing fully and feeling the hot flush of shame sweep over her entire body.

Jerry was leaning casually against the doorframe, smiling in a way that Julie had never seen before. He was staring at her in a new way, too. Julie wasn't too sure she liked it.

But she wasn't sure she didn't like it, either! She pursed her lips in anger at him, cocked her head, but he pushed himself away from the doorframe and stepped fully into the room.

"Damned sexy!"

"Oh, stop it! Jerry! Stop looking at me like that, or I'll… I'll…"