She found the tiny turgid little bud of her sensitive clitoris and began scratching at it gently with the tip of her fingernail. With each touch of her nail, her horniness increased. She ran her fingers through the nest of light-blonde hair that covered her cunt, imagining that her fingers were the exploring and trembling finger of lacy or one of the many young men she knew. Her other hand fell to her cunt, too, her fingers sneaking in under the material of her bikini from the other side.

With both hands she spread open the lips of her trembling, excited snatch, feeling the juices of her passion covering her fingers with musky dew. She wished she were opening the lips of her pussy for one of the young men she wanted to fuck so badly, wished she were exposing her cunt obscenely,

making them tremble in the presence of her lovely naked body, making them stir deep in their young hairless balls with passion for her.

She closed her eyes and imagined Joey as he would look standing beside her wearing his tight swim trunks and staring between her legs at her wet cunt. She tried to imagine the look of amazement on his sensitive face. She tried to imagine how his nineteen-year-old cock would begin to swell and lengthen inside his trunks. She imagined herself reaching out to touch him between the legs, imagined herself feeling the hardening rod that rested hot and heavy between his slender young legs. She imagined the look of fright on his face as she let him know of her long-hidden desire to fuck him.

"Oh, Joey!" she cried softly. "Oh, Joey! Let me see your young dick. I want to touch it, darling. Would you like to see my cunt? Would you like to touch me there? See how wet it is? See how hot and hairy my cunt is, darling? Don't be afraid. Come closer, darling. I won't hurt you, Joey. Feel my cunt! Feel my luscious cunt! Lick it! Taste my hot cunt! Does it look like your mother's cunt, darling? Have you ever seen your mother's cunt? You'll love the things I'm going to do to you, Joey!" she heard herself say.