Choosing the best of the bunch, she had taken it back into the living room. Reclining on the couch, she threw one leg over the back of the sofa and put one foot on the floor. Her dress slid up her thighs. Her cunt burned as she imagined the big cocks in the magazine spurting cum into her mouth. Slowly, her hand had worked its way under her dress. It slid sensuously over her tender inner thighs. She began lightly rubbing her swelling cunt-lips through her panties. She could feel the wetness oozing out of her pink fuck-hole. The waves of pleasure raced through her young body.

She stared hard at a picture of a smiling girl whose cum-dripping lips were a fraction of an inch away from a creaming cockhead. She could no longer hold back. She had swiftly pulled down her panties and begun frigging her cunt in earnest. Now she was oblivious to her surroundings. Vicki was floating in a sea of unfulfilled lust as she imagined it was her lips which were dripping cum. Her fingers slid up and down her smooth cunt slit as she looked, panting with desire.

One finger rubbed down to her cunthole, where it began massaging around the sensitive flesh. Swirling around the slick rim, her finger began spiraling inside. She gasped as her tight cunt was opened up by her finger. Her finger worked slowly back and forth, picking up the slippery cream. Half of the finger worked into her cunt before she withdrew it and rubbed back up her pussy slit.

The young girl's clit began swelling until it peeked out from its hood, throbbing in heat. As her finger touched it, her slender body twitched. She thrust her cunt against her hand.

Her smooth legs were now fully spread, but her cunt was so tight and fresh that it hardly gaped open. Her pussy slit was wet and pink, and her swelling cunt-lips pressed against her finger as she slid it up and down.

She stopped rubbing her cunt and began turning the pages of the magazine.