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The Masturbation of Maggie

By: DMajorBoss
folder +S through Z › The Buzz on Maggie
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Disclaimer: I do not own the cartoons of Disney Studios, nor any of the characters from them. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.

The Masturbation of Maggie

It was a quick break between classes at Buzzdale Academy, and all that Maggie needed was a trip to the bathroom. Rushing into the girl’s bathroom, she went into the last stall and locked the door.

"Finally," she said, removing a bit of her clothing, "I've been meaning to do this all day."

One would assume that her needs were that of relief. Well, they were, but not as one would think. The moment she sat down, she went right to work on her nether regions. Two hands held open the lips to her opening, while a third hand toyed around with her clitoris, giving it the pleasure it desired. Her fourth hand, with elegant ease, plunged into her opening, her feeling her insides all over.

"Oh yeah," she moaned, the feelings overtaking her, "it's good to have so many hands." She continued to feel all around herself, playing with all parts of her being. Juices started to drip forth from her snatch, slight dripping sounds echoing all around the bathroom.

She tried to control herself, knowing that it wouldn't be wise to make such a fuss in a public place like this. She couldn't help herself, though, as her climax started to ease closer and closer through her cunt. She switched positions a bit, now giving her clit both hands in attention, her third hand now playing around with her petite asshole. All it took was one finger in her and, in that instant, she couldn't take it anymore.

Her fourth hand still in her snatch, she started to cum, spraying the walls within with her juices, splashes of it coming back onto her. With her hands still on her privates, and a finger up her ass, she leaned back onto the toilet, satisfied with the workings that she had just done on herself.
She gave a sigh of relief as she sat there, but that sigh turned into sudden shock as she heard a familiar voice enter into the bathroom.

"Mag? Maggie? Girl, you in here?"

At the sound of Rayna, she quickly pulled her hands from her parts, a slight slosh and pop sound being made as she did so. Pulling up her clothes, she rushed out of the stalls, spying Rayna as she looked into one of the other stalls.

"Hey Rayna," she started, "What're you doing here?"

"I could ask you the same thing; class is about to start."

"Oh," Maggie continued, holding up a hand at naivety, "I didn't notice."

"Yeah, well...uh, Maggie, what happened to your glove?"

Maggie looked back onto her hand and noticed that the classic gloves that they all wore were missing from the hand that she was holding up. Realizing which hand what where, she gave a look of shock as she tried to answer the question.

"Uh..."

At that instant, the bell rang, signaling everyone's warning to head to class. Rayna gave her a puzzled look as she started to leave.

"Well, girl, that's our signal to go."

"Yeah, okay...I just need to wash my hands first. I'll meet you there."

"Okay girl."

As Rayna left, Maggie eased back to the sink, pulling down her panties a bit as she did so. Looking left to right, she went and reached into her lower area, reaching back inside of her cunt as she pulled the glove back out of her, gasping as she did so.

"Wow, that's one heck of a tampon replacement...it was up there pretty far, too."

Looking again from left to right, she lifted the glove up to her face, giving it a slight sniff. Her juices had a distinct smell to them, one that she did rather enjoy. She put one of the fingers of the glove into her mouth, giving it a suck so that she could taste her own juices.

"Hmm..." she started, taking the glove out of her mouth, "...I taste pretty good. I'd better hurry if I want to get to class, though."

With that, she replaced her glove and washed her hands, checking her clothing as she rushed out of the bathroom.

Just as she left, a little ladybug rushed into the bathroom.

"Gotta go, gotta go, gotta go."

She headed for the last stall, rushing into it without concern. As she got into it, though, she slipped and fell upon the juices of the girl before her. Lying on her back, she started to sniff a bit at the air around her.

"Hmm...nice; the school must've gotten a new deodorizer."