Date: Wed, 12 Mar 2008 15:09:35 -0500
From: harald v <haraldv1@loveable.com>
Subject: safe sleeping

The following story has no copyright. Please see Nifty's guidelines for
further information. This part of the story deals with the sexuality of
an underage female. Particularly masturbation and fetish themes. If
future parts are written, they may deal with the same, along with
pedophilia, lesbianism and/or incest. I very much welcome input! Please
email me at haraldv1@loveable.com . Thank you. (g-solo)

Ashley was sitting on her bed, completely in the buff, except for her
bright yellow soccer socks and white cotton panties. She looked in the
mirror at her body for a moment. She was 10 years old, with short brown
hair, brown eyes, and a fairly dark tan. She had no hair growing yet in
her crotch. Her breasts had just started to bud. She was maybe three or
four millimeters from flat, and had dime-sized brown nipples. She played
soccer avidly, and her body showed it, both in the tone of her legs and
in the sweat that she saw, and smelled, on her body from the morning's
game against the other U-10 team in town.

Her mother, Andrea, 30, walked into her room.

"OK, gotta get ready fro your nap, kiddo.", said Andrea. "You worked your
tail off, today!"

"I'm ready" said Ashley.

"Keeping your socks on?"

Ashley nodded.

"Oooookay. Well...I need to finish up the painting that I didn't get to
last night, sooooo..." Said Andrea. She held up a small, gray cartridge
respirator with round, white cartridges on each side, and two thick gray
straps.

"Why do you have a mask?" asked Ashley, timidly.

Andrea sat down next to Ashley.

"You need a nap pretty badly. But I also need to paint. So, I need you to
sleep with this mask over your face so you don't get sick off of the
fumes."

"But motherrrrrrrrr!"

Without comment, Andrea took Ashley's mask in her right hand, and pulled
on the lower strap, pulling it over Ashley's head, resting it at the base
of her neck. She then gently pressed the mask against Ashley's face, so
it covered her nose and mouth. Ashley took a breath, causing a small
hissing sound. Andrea then placed the top strap harness over Ashley `s
head, so that the top strap rested above the girl's ears, and a
cross-strap rested on top of her head.

     "OK, Ash. Tighten the straps on the sides, `kay? You want it to be
nice and tight, but comfortable."

     Ashley tightened the ends of the straps, behind the cartridges. She
took a few deep breaths, just getting used to the heavy mask covering her
mouth and nose.

"OK, get some rest, sweetie", said Ashley's mother.

     Ashley laid down on her back, yellow socks still on and respirator
firmly against her face, and she dozed off, assuming a very deep sleep.

About three hours later, Ashley started to wake up slowly. She took a
deep breath, hearing a loud hiss coming from the mask she was wearing.
She sat up, dangling her legs off the bed, and looked in the mirror at
her body. Medium-dark tan, short brown hair, big brown eyes. She stared
at the reflection of her face for a bit. Striking eyes, the rest of her
face covered by the thick, light gray respirator, with somewhat
alien-looking circular filters sticking far out the sides. Regardless,
she was amused, unlike earlier, and liked the feel of the soft silicone
against her cheeks, nose, and chin.

Ashley laid back down on the bed and took a deep breath. She put her
right hand over her right breast, gently pinching it between her thumb
and forefinger. She slid her hand slowly down her chest, belly, and
finally down her right leg, just barely touching the top of her yellow
sock, right below her knee. Her heart began to beat harder. She let out a
muffled sigh.

The little girl brought her knees up, keeping her feet on the bed. She
spread her legs, in somewhat of a butterfly position. Timidly, she laid
her right hand on her right groin area. She then stretched her index
finger, gently pressing on her clitoris. She let out a sigh and her
stomach muscles tightened just a little bit.

Ashley started to slowly move her finger in little circles on the lower
part of her clitoral hood. Her heart rate started to increase, and her
breathing became louder, every breath causing an audible hiss through the
respirator covering her mouth and nose. With her left she found her
vaginal opening, and penetrated it while continuing to make circles
around her clitoral hood and clitoris.

Her back arched slightly. Ashley removed her hand from her clitoral area,
and her thumb from her vagina. At this point, she took two of her right
fingers and plunged them into her vagina, and started to explore the wet,
sticky, warm crevice within her. As soon as Ashley pushed to the top of
her vagina, she curled her fingers, gently brushing them against the
forward wall of the organ. She took a deep breath and let out a gentle,
but audible moan. Her whole pubic area began to feel tingly and full. She
could feel her small nipples harden, and even her face became tingly from
the mask strapped tightly against her nose and mouth. Her breathing
became fast and loud.

Ashley's stomach pulled in. As she turned her head partially to the
right, she saw her reflection in the mirror. As she began to climax, her
back arched, slow but high. She let out seven loud grunts, and then her
back slowly rested back on the bed. She removed her fingers from her
vagina. She looked at them, noticing the sticky, warm secretions
glistening on them.

The door knocked.

"Come in!", Ashley shouted.

Her mother, Andrea, came in. She sat on the bed next to her daughter,
putting her harm around her.

"You can take your mask off if ya want." She giggled. "It's safe, now."

Ashley loosened the straps and let it fall, resting around her neck.
Andrea grabbed Ashley's right hand, looking at it knowingly.

"Guess the mask wasn't too uncomfy to wear, huh?" she laughed. Ashley
blushed.

end - part 1