Better see what uncle wants...

"Y-y-yes?" she said, not slowing down for a second.

"Sam? Are you about done? You've been in there a long time." said the voice of her Uncle Jack.

She cleared her throat. "Just finishing up!"

"Hurry up, breakfast is ready."

"Ok!" she quickly replied. The edge of the cliff was near. She grabbed the washcloth hanging on the door and stuffed in her mouth as it hit her. Her legs began to shake as she slid slowing down the shower wall. The cloth muffled her cry of joy as her pussy pulsed again and again. After a full minute she slowly got back to wobbly feet and turned the shower off.

As she dried herself off, the towel would send aftershocks of pleasure when she hit her nipples or other areas. This morning ritual, while energizing, was becoming longer and longer. She wasn't stupid, and knew this was normal. However, it had become part of her every waking moment. She though of it when at home, during homework, or watching TV. She thought about boys at school, and how a dick would feel inside her. She knew the first time would hurt, but didn't know how long. Christy said it was like getting ears pierced. Just a quick jab and it was done. Stacy said hers throbbed and was sore until the next day. Even for a private school, word gets around and girls gossip. She quickly dried her platinum blond hair and brushed it into the pixie style she had liked for, forever. Putting on the pressed school uniform, she grabbed her book bag and headed down stairs.