Chapter 1

Katy crept into the living room some part of her wincing every time she thought she made a noise. Her parents were sleeping right down the hall, and although she heard her father's snoring when she crept out of her room they could wake up at any second. They had before forcing her to come up with some stupid lie about a last minute need to check a paper.

The room was dark, except for the weak glow if a digital clock reading 2:03. Her dad had turned down the heat before going to bed, and she was only in her pajamas in the chilly late autumn air. She was pretty, even without makeup and her hair tossed every which way. Plenty of guys had made passes at her, attracted to her "exotic" Chinese features: her delicate frame, her large, soft brown, slanting eyes, her silky dark hair, her golden skin. And of course her gregarious nature. She was involved around school in all sorts of activities, and always had a bright smile and a laugh for everyone who talked to her.

Except now. As she inched across the room to the computer silhouetted by pale moonlight she felt a serpent of fear slither through her gut, hissing with each padded footfall. At last she reached the computer desk and felt along its plastic face for the power button. Finding the round little bump, she pressed it in with one delicate finger.

The snake in her stomach coiled up ready to strike as the computer whirred to life, fans and hard drive buzzing while the monitor gave off a mottled light, announcing to anyone who care to look that the computer was on and she was using it. Fighting down the lump in her stomach she sat down and opened her account, then an instant messenger. As she tapped out her name and password, she wished her keystrokes weren't so loud.

At last her friends list popped up ... and there was Erika. Plain, unpresumptuous looking in the friends box, just the name and a picture of a chess set. But that was enough to make nervousness coil in her gut all over again.

"Ah, there's my little pet."

The dialog window popped open and sent a thrill through Katy that had nothing to do with the chilly air. Simple, even terse, and so utterly confident. That was the essence of Erika. That was how she grabbed Katy and held her since day one.

Katy had wandered onto the chat site mostly out of idle curiosity. She'd always been to busy for boys, so it was a fun little diversion going on there to flirt. Even a little cyber sex, although she didn't find it all that satisfying. It was not a big deal, Katy just popped on sometimes when her parents were out and soon she even had a few friends.

Then Erika had logged on. Superficially her profile looked like any of the wanna be BDSM lifestylers that wandered the site (Katy was proud of her self for picking up that lingo). But when the private messages started, it was clear that Erika was a different breed. Everything word she typed oozed a bemused confidence. And the things she said! How she had seduced her neighbor and then his daughter. How she had fucked a priest right on an altar. All kinds of stories.

Katy wasn't a total idiot. She knew that tons of the "girls" on the site were probably men, and that most of the crazy kinky stories floating around the site were false. Somehow she knew that wasn't the case with Erika.

"You're under 18, are you?"

When the message came through Katy froze in her seat before tapping out a lame reply like "Haha, I guess I act a bit immature." Erika had been unphased, telling Katy that she didn't care ... in fact she preferred "taking" young, inexperienced girls.

It disgusted Katy, like everything Erika had said. She knew it was wrong, illegal even. But at the same she felt she felt something awaken within in her, stirring in her mons. She'd chatted for a little bit longer and then made some lame excuse to log off, trying to push the dirty thoughts in her head off so the side.

Her parents and younger brother had come home, they'd had a family dinner, followed by some quiet time for homework. Everything had been nice and normal right up until Katy had laid down in bed.

It had been late and Katy needed to get up at 6 tomorrow. She tried to just go to bed. She really did. But whenever she closer her eyes she became so aware of the simmering in her womanhood. Her pussy. She'd typed that word so many times on the chat site but now she was really thinking of her own vagina that way.

It was late. No one would hear. Her hands had snuck under the covers, slipping below the waistband of her pajamas. The things Erika had said ... about seducing all those people. All those girls. Katy's fingers began there first tentative caress of her budding flower, finding a little dew on the petals already.

Erika liked taking young girls. Like Katy. Katy's fingers crept up her labia, sending a low electric buzz through her body. How would Erika take her? Somehow, Katy knew that woman's eyes would bore right through her, strip any veneer she put up. Would she come from behind Katy ... wrapping her strong arms around Katy's waist, her warm breath on Katy's neck right before she kissed it?

Katy gasped as her fingers found her young clit, already peeking out of its hood. As soon as she made contact she had so to stop, the raw sensation making her seize up beneath the sheets, yelping a little.

Shit, had anyone heard her? She lay there, still, her heart thumping as she strained to hear any sound of her parents rustling out of bed.

Silence. Katy swallowed, her fingers starting slowly again, stroking along her labia like a paintbrush, gathering her dampness as the image formed in her brain. There would be a mirror so she could see Erika taking her. Claiming her. She squeezed her jaw shut as she prepared to touch her clit again. She couldn't make a sound.

The tips of her arousal-slick fingers slid around her clit. She made muffled noises as her body twisted and arched beneath the sheets, pajamas rustling against the soft bedding, as though moving could release the heat built up in her. Built up till it almost hurt, until it needed to be released.

Her fingers worked faster under the sheets as she tossed and turned, her silky main spreading out behind her like a raven halo, her eyes squeezed shut to focus on the building locus of pleasure inside her. Oh God ... if her parents woke up ... she wasn't sure she could stop. She was so close. She had written about coming time and time again as some guy talked about how he was pumping his dick into her. But now she felt it coming, and Erika had brought her to it without even being there.

Somehow Katy knew Erika's hands would be like her words as they roamed over Katy's body. Firm, confident, totally unapologetic as they took what they wanted from her. Katy felt like she had to go to the bathroom, something ready to burst in her if it did not get let out. Maybe she did have to go. But she had to finish first. Had to. Her fingers worked faster as her other hand gripped the sheets for dear life.

Then something exploded in her. Every muscle tensed as she muffled a cry deep in her throat, her throat, feeling her own nectar cover her hand, her heart pounding. Held in bliss for a few moments before she fell back to the bed, her chest rising and falling, feeling hot and sweaty, but totally limp and ... liberated. Katy had come for the first time, and it had been Erika's orgasm.

She lay there in the darkness, listening, sure her parents had heard her. If they had maybe Katy would have been to embarrassed to do what she did next. Maybe her whole life would have been that much more normal, just a girl embarrassingly caught while she experimented with her own body. But they didn't, and with a slow, winking anticipation Katy slipped out of bed, knowing what she would do.