In these times, pedophilia, also know as getting your rocks off with little kids, is quite a common passion. The children who you will read about in this book are all victims of someone's lust. In many cases, it is an adult relative of the child with whom they stray, play and lay. The children will tell you their cases in their own words...
JIMMY, 14, bedtime games with his sister wasn't enough. Soon Mom Dad, Uncle, and assorted older woman were needed for his desires.
GLORIA,15, at 12, .raped by her uncle, at 14 she was sharing her boyfriend with her mother.
DAVID, 14, his summer in the sun with his sister, aunt, and uncle-turned into a festival of fucking, with all possible combinations!
GLORIA, 13, her cocksucking was spied upon by her older brother. To keep him silent, she had her mouth stuffed... with his cock.
MARCUS, 14 his girlfriend brought him home to Mom. Then she and the rest of her daughters made him feel really welcome.
ALEXANDER,14, like most young men he learned about cunts and their care from his old man. That is from watching his father with the boy's own girlfriends.
CASE HISTORY ONE
Subject: Jimmy T.
Age: Fourteen
INTERVIEW ONE
Jimmy T. came to my office because he was having doubts about his behavior Although he was normal in almost every respect there Was one thing that bothered him.
I'm what you might call an average kid. At least I think I'm an average kid. A little bit of Dennis the Menace, a little bit of Little Beaver. I play little league baseball, I'm a wide receiver on the junior football team and I get by in school. My problem, if it is a problem goes back about two years. I had just come home from a football practice and I heard my sister Doreen on the phone. She was sounding really blue. It wasn't that I purposely eavesdropped, but I did hear most of what she had to say. She had been going with this guy Frank for about 7 months, and I think they must have been getting it on pretty heavy, and now it was over. She was finishing her conversation just as I was ready to take my shower. I figured that I'd wash up, get myself clean and then have a talk with her to see if I could cheer her up.
I was in the shower for about ten minutes, which is longer than usual because I had a lot of grime from the football field all over me and I decided I might as well wash my hair as well. Thank god I don't have to shave yet. Well I finished my business and was pretty much dry so I went into Doreen's room to see if I could get her to smile. I had the towel wrapped around me and I guess I must have looked kind o� impish because I didn't have to say a word and Doreen seemed to perk-up. Let me tell you, my sister is a sweet looking chick cheerleader and all that you know? She's about five-foot three with shoulder length sandy hair, hazel eyes and white teeth. She never even had to wear braces. And her body is pretty cute too. Nice creamy legs, tits that aren't huge but are definitely there and just generally a very nice figure. She was wearing a pair of old jeans and it made her ass look really nice and round. You shouldn't be surprised that I note these kind of details doc. I'm pretty hip. I dig chicks. I've been masturbating since I was 9 years old, maybe even earlier, and I know my sister has got what it takes.
Well anyway I go into her room to see if I can lift her out of the doldrums and before I even begin it appears to be working. I told her I had overheard her conversation on the phone and that it was too bad about Frank, but she was a real pretty girl and she deserved better than that stiff anyway. Well that made her feel neat so she got up to give me a hug and thank me for my vote of confidence. I guess it was because I wasn't wearing any underwear under the robe, but when she hugged me I got an erection. And she knew it. She blushed and then sort of teased me about it. At first I didn't know what to say, I guess I blushed too, but then I decided what the hell so I told her that she shouldn't be surprised, that if I didn't think she was a hot piece I wouldn't have told her so. "Jimmy," she said, "where did you ever learn language like that?" With that she slammed the door shut and I figured I had overstepped my bounds and was in for a lecture. Well, I did end up getting a tongue lashing, but certainly not the kind I had expected.
"I was wondering how old you would be before you knew what it was all about. I guess that your age of awakening is about now. Looks like thirteen will be your lucky number.
I wasn't sure what she was driving at but I didn't have to wait long to find out. How about taking off the robe she suggested. Me? Sure. I'm game. I fooled around with girls whenever I could. I'm not gonna lie and say I went all the way, but I've done my share of messing around.
Well she looks over my body and says, you know, you're pretty cute yourself. She takes my little thing in her hand and picks it up to look at it. Real cute, she goes. Go lie down, on the bed. You bet your ass I did! She came over and started rubbing my chest and arms and then she lowered her head right onto my cock I almost peed right in her mouth. I couldn't believe it. It felt so wonderful. Her mouth was so warm and moist and here it was sucking on my pecker. I just clasped my hands behind my head and watched her as she licked it and sucked it and played all sorts of games with it in her mouth. She would kiss it and run her tongue up and down the sides. I ain't a really big kid, kind of gangly, but my rod had to be at least inches and here she was sucking on it. She was going at it for about five minutes when I decided I wanted to get into the act so I asked her if I could kiss her. Without hesitation she laid down beside me, wrapped her arms around me and planted her wide, open mouth full on mine. Not only was her mouth warm and moist but it had a wonderful fleshy taste. I could feel her tongue darting in and out of my mouth, playing with my tongue and my lips. And then she was kissing my neck and shoulders and finally my nipples. I never knew it before but my nipples were very sensitive and she kept running her tongue back and forth, letting the saliva drip and then spreading it all over my chest and repeating the process. So many wonderful things were happening to me that I was having a hard time deciding what I liked best, but I knew I like the taste of her mouth so I changed my position so that I could become more aggressive. This time it was me kissing her the way she had been kissing me only moments ago. My tongue went deep into her mouth and the tenderness of her tasted good. I slid my tongue out of her mouth and down her neck. She was starting to purr and the sound was music to my ears.
It was getting near dinner time and I knew my mother would be calling us down in a few minutes, so I told Doreen we'd .better take a time out. She knew I was right so we unem braced and Started to get ourselves together. While we knew we were through for the moment, we both knew we were far from through.
That night we tried to act normal at the dinner table, and although we might not have been perfectly successful, I'm sure our parents had no idea what had been going on in Doreen's room that day.
It-wasn't until 3 days later, on Saturday night that Doreen and I got to resume our activities. Since she had just broken up with Frank during the week she didn't have a date and we knew our parents were going to be out for the evening A perfect opportunity to improve family relations.
We started while watching TV in the living room. It was almost as if I were her regular date. We just sat down there tonguing and kissing and rubbing noses and telling each other how cute we thought we were. After the good comedy shows were over we decided to go up to her room and listen to some records.
We put on some slow oldies and started dancing real close. She was about three inches shorter than me so it was ideal for kissing her on her tender neck. Her tits were rubbing against me and I liked the way they felt. I decided that since she had gotten to play with my body last time, it should be my turn to play with hers now.
She thought that was a fair idea and started to undress, but before she was even finished undoing her first button I stopped her. I told her I wanted to take it from the top. As she had no objection, I began the chore of unbuttoning her blouse. It was a real thrill to watch first as her bra popped into view and then as her belly button and all the beautiful flesh of her abdomen came into sight. I went behind her and let her slip her arms out. I grabbed her and started biting and kissing on the nape of her neck. My sister is a beautiful girl and her skin tasted so good that I didn't want to stop, but I was also anxious to carry on to see what other wonders were in store for me. I turned her around and took a few steps backward. Although I had seen her in two piece bathing suits plenty of times, there is something about the white silky bra that gets me hotter than hot. I walked over to her, stood on my tip-toes and gently kissed the portion of her tit that protruded from the top of the undie. My hands were almost trembling as I went to undue the clasps in the back of the bra. I didn't know how I would react when her boobs were uncovered. I was afraid I would go crazy, and to tell you the truth I almost did. Her orbs were just a little smaller than oranges, maybe the size of an egg, and they were milky white compared to the rest of her suntanned front. And the nipples were a beautiful dark purple. I don't know why I suddenly became so shy but I asked her if I could touch them, kiss them. She just giggled and she laid down on the bed to make it easy for me. I placed my mouth right on her left tit and pulled it slowly into my mouth, It sort of stretched out as it went in, making it look a little longer. It was so soft and chewable. I didn't mash it hard, I hardly used my teeth at all, mostly my gums, and I chewed and chewed for I don't know how long. I decided to give her other tit a try and it tasted just as good as the first. Meanwhile Doreen had started her moaning again and she grabbed a hold of my tool, which didn't bother me in the slightest really, but I told her that it wasn't fair, that she had seen me completely nude and that she would have to wait until I was through discovering her body before she could play again with mine. She sort of complained but I knew it was all right.
I undid the top button on her jeans, lowered the zipper and began to slip them off. Again the same sensation that had come over me after seeing her in a bra happened when I saw her panties. They were a nice blue, but the thing that had me reeling was where her thighs came out. It was like they were teasing you to see the hidden treasure that was just inches to their north. Luckily for me I knew that this was going to be a night with no frustration, so the sight of her creamy thighs only made my blood stir faster. Her legs were as beautiful as the rest of her, a nice tan with no fat, yet very soft. I started stroking them up and down using just the palm of my hand and Doreen started to moan again.
Her panties were the only thing left between her and nudity and I figured it was now or never so I quickly slid them off. I had never seen a girl's bush before and I liked the way it look. Dor had a few wispy hairs around her soft pink lips. Now you can always tell if a girl has a good body when you see her walking down the street, but when you see a totally nude body, then you really know what a beautiful body is.
So now that she was totally stripped she started to take off my dungarees but I asked her to wait one more second. I wanted to see what her pussy meat would taste like. She very quickly agreed to that idea, so I lowered my head and kissed it. It sort of smelled like the bath soap, which was okay, but I really liked the way it responded to my tongue. I told her it was okay to undress me now and she didn't waste a second.
She asked me if I knew what "69" was and when I told her I didn't she promised to show me. And she did. I liked it. I liked it a lot. There is something about pussy meat, the way it just rolls whenever you press it that really gets me off. But not only is the pussy meat good, but I love the feeling of having a mouth full of thigh, thigh that tastes like the finest sirloin. I could just chew on it all night.
Meanwhile Doreen is going at it with my cock and really having a ball. She is sliding her head up and down, holding it tightly in her mouth, then loosely in her mouth and then just licking it from top to bottom. She decides to try something new and grabs my balls and squeezes them. Wow. It feels great when she does it and even better when she lets go.
By this time we're both pretty hot and bothered and we decided to take a little break. I just keep looking at her beauty. I've seen naked girls in dirty magazines, but that ain't nothin like having a real hot piece lying naked right there next to you.
I decide to pop the big question and ask my sister if she's a virgin. I know it may sound stupid, but maybe she never did go all the way. Well she had. That's all I have to hear. I roll over and stick my little minuteman right into her launch pad and begin preparation for blast off. She had moaned before, but when that little rocket of mine penetrated her hot little box, then she out and out screamed. Good fucking thing nobody was home. They would have been up there in a second.
As good as the pussy meat tasted, it felt even better wrapped around my pole. I was humping up and down and could feel her wet membranes hugging me like a fly to flypaper. This was a first for me and I had to wonder how many guys could say their sister was their first. How many guys could say they've had their sister at all?
We kept humping until I could hardly move and then we rolled over so she had to do the work. Within ten minutes she was pretty well spent so once again we were laying down side by side. Then something occurred to me. I had explored every part of her body but one. Her asshole. I asked her to turn around and began to feel her rear. It was great. So soft and cushiony. I asked her if I could stick my tool up there and she said it was up to me. It wasn't easy for either of us but we did it slowly cause we both wanted to know what it would be like. Well the answer is is that her rear hole was even tighter fitting that her clit. Each time I moved up and down she would make guttural sounds of ecstasy. There was a movie on at 11 o'clock that we both wanted to watch so we turned on the portable TV that was on her dresser and just laid in bed side to side and nude all the way. A couple of minutes before the show goes on, her friend Laura calls her to remind her to watch it. She asks if She can come over and Doreen didn't know what to say. I told her if her friend was a hot piece who wouldn't mind fooling around she was welcome. Doreen wasn't quite sure how she would react so we decided to take a raincheck.
Well that night was the first really full sexual encounter with my sister, but it was by no means the last. We carried on at least twice a week and sometimes more. It was about six months after we started that I first started shooting sperm and that added a whole new dimension to our fun.
My father is a salesman of heavy industrial equipment and his company has this bonus plan. If you reach so much in sales, you get this bonus and if you reach this much then you get another. Well around this time my father had a really good year, and he got the companies top bonus, 10 days in Puerto Rico,all expenses paid, for the whole family.
Well it was early April and even though baseball practice was going to be starting soon, I wanted to go so I could do some scuba diving and snorkeling. I knew I was going to be the starting third basemen so I didn't have to worry about missing a little practice.
Doreen was also anxious to go. She loves to swim and fool around in the sun. And I say this for her, even though she's a great looker, she's a good kid, not conceited and not a tease. She just likes to get the most out of life.
Fortunately, my parents are both 'get up and go people who brought me and my sister up to be independent people. Some parents want to drag their kids around to everything they do, afraid to let them out of their sight for a moment. Lucky for me and Doreen that we didn't have such problems.
The day we arrived in Puerto Rico it was a bit overcast so all we did was sort of settle in, unpack and have one tremendous dinner. I don't know what half the food was but it all tasted good to me. My father even let me and Doreen each have one mixed drink, which I thought was pretty cool.
The next day the weather was the way it was supposed to be. It was it the mid 80's with a mild tropical breeze and low humidity. We spent almost the entire day on the beach sunning, swimming and playing volleyball. At night there was entertainment in a couple of rooms at the hotel, one for the adults and one for the young adults. The whole family got ready to go together. Of course Doreen and I knew that we wouldn't be staying more than a little while because we had other things on our mind besides dancing.
We all went down to the lobby together and spent some time chatting. Then my parents went off to practice the mambo and whatever. Doreen and I went to the young adult room where a band was playing some pretty good music. We did a couple of things together and then decided to split.
We rushed back to the room to change into something more comfortable. No, not what you're thinking. Really something more comfortable because we wanted to go down to the beach. During the day I did find a couple of spots that I thought would be nice and I wanted to check them out. After all, how many places in the states do you know of where you can ball under a full moon? And I don't mean cramped in a car, either.
Well the very first spot I had picked out in the afternoon turned out to be right on. We spread out a blanket, a portable radio, and a little bit of booze ( don't ask how we got it ) and stretched out in the quiet of the early evening. Ill tell you it was just like a scene you see on TV. While you could see the lights of civilization, we were so secluded we were sure we wouldn't be seen by a soul.
I rolled over and turned my sister's face towards me. She was really cute. I kissed her and felt her mouth open wide. Responding to her invitation I let my tongue slide all the way down her throat. It was nice that we had gotten ready to go to that dance, because we were both well scrubbed and she still had a trace of some perfume. We were kissing wildly and I mounted her even though we were both fully clothed. The feel of her soft breasts and hard hips against my body caused my cock to start throbbing. She helped alleviate the pain by unbending it.
We slowly began to undo each others clothes. She had only been in the sun one day yet her body had already begun to attain a healthy glow. Within three minutes we were both naked and running our mouths all over each others body.
I facetiously asked her if she knew what a "69" was and slowly and deliberately began mouthing her thighs and mid abdomen, all the time circling closer to her love mound. She in the meantime was going through a similar process with me, working towards the pot at the end of the rainbow. Her legs tasted warm and salty from the day in the clean beach air and my enjoyment was really turning my dong hard.
I could feel that her tongue had finally hit the spot and she was beginning to work up and down on the sides of the shaft.-She really had a marvelous technique and was glad that I was the beneficiary. Here I was, not quite fourteen and being blown by a honey that every dirty old man in the hotel would have gladly paid to have.
I could feel myself building to climax and I knew Doreen could sense it to so she stopped. Not to frustrate me but to let it subside so it could build up again. I was always sorry that there was no clear sign on girls that would let you know how much they were enjoying it. I know I used to be the same way, but now that I was shooting a load things were better.
I turned Doreen around and begin poking my tongue into her pink ass. I slid it every way that it would go and then I would slip it around the whole area sometimes going so far as to be able to give her snatch a little lick. We got back into the "69" straddle and were making each other happy. My spunk was getting ready to make its exit and Doreen did her best to make sure she got it all. She would lower her head to the base of my cock and tighten her lips so she almost treated it like it was toothpaste in the tube. Then she would slowly but firmly raise her head and force it to the top. I knew the explosion at the launch pad was moments away when she went down and up with increasing rapidity. And then it happened. My hot juicy come was sucked up by her willing mouth. She licked the top of my dick until it was totally free of evidence of my satisfaction. As my thing began to recede into limpness she kissed it softly. I was very proud of my sister and I wanted to make her feel as good as I could so I began working my tongue in her tender pussy and stuck fingers up her ass while giving my cock time to rebuild its momentum and with my steaming hot sister next to me it didn't take long. The minute it got hard I put it in her dripping wet pussy. She sighed so loud that for the first time that evening I was afraid our cover was going to be blown, but nothing happened.
I started humping up and down and my sister's breathing became fast and furious until I knew she had reached the orgasm I so wanted her to have.
We finished off the evening with a swim in the nude. We toweled off and returned to the hotel room, where we beat our parents in by at least half an hour.When we returned from our vacation things were normal for quite some time, me and Doreen going at it whenever we could. We had gotten a hold of a diaphragm for her and that made it easier for us to fool around, now that I was creaming and everything.
INTERVIEW TWO
But then one day the inevitable, which was bound to happen did. My father caught me and Doreen going at it. We were in our favorite position, "69" when he came into her room without knocking. We didn't even know he had come home, and we were caught dead to right.
I didn't know what was going to happen. He just stood there in a stunned silence and then he finally said he would have a talk with us both after dinner. We got dressed as soon as we left and started preparing our defense, but to tell you the truth, we were really stumped as to what we could say. What could we do? Plead temporary insanity? The only thing that would drive me insane would be giving up the rights to my sister's sweet box.
Well I guess I don't have to tell you that dinner that night was about as cheerful as a morgue. It was obvious that my father had told my mother and hardly a word was said throughout the course of the whole meal.
When the dishes were done my father called us all into the living room and told us it was time to get down to brass tacks. First he wanted to know how we made sure Doreen wouldn't get pregnant. When we told him the method he seemed a bit relieved. Then he cleared his throat.
He said he and my mother were not sure how to deal with this situation .They had thrashed it out thoroughly and finally realized that if you can't lick them, join them. I couldn't believe my ears. Here was my father saying that a family can fuck together. And to tell you the truth, I didn't mind one bit. My mother may be close to forty but she's got some pair of knockers and I'll bet her twat is good for plenty of action too.
Later that night was the time to see how my parents idea would work. Doreen and I went to their bedroom together. My father was in a terry robe and my mother was in a turquoise chiffon. My father asked Doreen to come over to him, and when he did he placed her easily on the bed and began caressing her hot spot through her dungarees. My mother called me over and asked me if I would take a dive into her muff. Ill tell you, within five minutes we were all nude and all groping for each other as if we were playing blind mans buff.
I was surprised at how great my mother's pussy tasted. It was bigger than Doreen's and there was a lot more meat to play with, and play with it I did. I had my tongue going from side to side and up and down and in and out. And I'll tell you one thing. I know those moans run in the family. My mother was purring like a kitten.
Meanwhile I could see that Doreen was giving my father head. Whereas my cock was still growing, his was a good seven inches and really very thick. It gave me great pleasure watching Doreen go down on his tool.
I asked my mother if I could suck on her titties, and of course obliged. And just like Doreen had her mouthful with my father, I had my mouthful with my mother. More than a mouthful. I could only get a piece of them in at a time no matter how hard I tried. Therefore I decided to lick them for a while. This pleased my mother very much, and whenever I ran my tongue across her nipple I could feel her squirm underneath me. She was getting hotter and I was getting hotter.
We were both moaning in pure ecstasy. Finally I couldn't take any more and rammed my tool into her box. She let go with the family scream. Meanwhile to our left, I could see my father making entry into Doreen's tiny rear. What a wild family, I thought to myself.
I was humping my mother up and down when I realized I was about to come. Not wanting to take the chance of fathering my own brother, I quickly pulled out, only to shoot a load all over her belly. That's all Doreen had to see and her tongue was soon lashing all over my mother's tummy and tits. Seeing Doreen .suck on my mothers tits had my rod up again in a second. I worked my way in to position and buried my head in Doreen's snatch. It tasted yummy. While I was tonguing her orifice I had the sensation of someone working on my tool. It turned out to be my own mother! And boy she knew how to do it. Those years of experience must pay off. She had just the right touch. It felt so good that I almost neglected Doreen, but I was drawn back by the scent of her womanhood.
It was obvious by this time that my father was in his final stages and within moments he came sending hot searing flashes of come up the ass of the panting Doreen. What a night. There was no question that we would all sleep well after this episode. At about midnight we decided to call it a day. Doreen and I thanked our parents for being so loving and understanding and went off to our own bedrooms.
The months that followed were quite extraordinary. Doreen and I could get it on whenever we wanted without fear and once or twice a week the whole family would get it on together.
We were living art idyllic existence.
Then tragedy struck. Our parents were in a car crash and both were killed. Since my father had finished paying the house we lived in it was decided that his younger brother Tom would move in and live with us. Tom was thirty-four and a magazine photographer. He made a lot of bread and had a lot of gorgeous chicks. One in particular, whose name was Lorna.
Now Doreen and I didn't see any reason to tell him about what went on between us, so we went back to our old sneaky ways. But it was surprising that after doing it with Doreen for over a year I still wasn't tired of her and found that my explosions kept on getting better and better. But then it happened. Doreen met a guy her own age who was quite a fellow. I like him myself, even if he did take away my sweet sexy sister. He's the captain of the basketball team, yet even though he is only a sophomore. And besides that he's a nice guy. While I'm a bit sad for myself, I'm happy for Doreen.
It must have been about six or seven months that Bill and Doreen were going steady when Tom called me into his studio. He had noticed lately that I was going through some changes and wanted to know if there was any thing he could do to help. Without getting too specific I told him that I wanted to get laid more often. He was a bit surprised at my blunt language but was glad I felt I could be so frank with him.
A few days later he told me that he had had a talk with Lorna and she thought it would be all right for him to introduce me to one of the models he shoots who has a thing for younger guys. Since he trusted Lorna's judgement, he invited the model, whose name was Tammy, home for dinner one Thursday evening.
To tell you the truth, the girl was quite a poker but she was flipped out. She had really curly hair and wore far out clothes, but none of that disturbed me because she only had one thing that I wanted.
After dinner we went up to my room where she checked out my baseball posters, detective stories and gerbils. You're quite a young man, she says to me. I figure wait till I get her in the sack. Then shell know what a young man. After all, playing your own mother and sister act is major league!
However, I decide to play it cool. Let her think I am a virgin and that she's introducing me to the world of pleasure. We sit down on the side of my bed and she puts her hand on my thigh and begins massaging me. It doesn't take long before the bulge in my pants is as hard as a baseball.
"Ooh, that must hurt," she goes, starting to undue my belt buckle. In a couple of minutes she has me undressed and sprawled out on the bed and she's running her hands up and down my body, ever so softly. My pecker is pointed to the ceiling like an Apollo missile and she's all but ignoring it. She turns me on my side and begins to fondle my ass and before you know it she's slithering a finger up my anus.
Hey, this bitch ain't for real, I say to myself. But let's see what happens.
She rolls me over again and places my balls fully in her mouth and then lifts her head like she wants to pull them right off my body. Then she puts them down softly and continues to play with them in her mouth. When she finally gets around to putting her mouth to the tip of my cock I'm about ready to come, but I try and hold myself back because she is really doing a number on me. Her lips are full and warm and sensuous and she is going up and down the fullness of my dick. She occasionally stops and plays with just the tip until I finally can't stand it anymore and shoot a load in her mouth.
She loves it she tells me. My cream is so sweet she says. Do I think I will be able to come again? she wants to know. I just lay there with a silly grin on my face. I decide its time to shove off this air of naivete' so I start to undo her blouse. I can see that she's a big one, and least thirty-eights and I can feel the welling in my loins start all over again. I get her bra off and am floored by the orbs that come poring out. They are huge with nipples the size of silver dollars. I don't know if my eyes bulged out or not, but when she asked me whether or not I liked them all I could do was stutter. I continued by taking off her jeans and panties. She was some woman from head to toe. Her bush was full and I was fascinated. I lowered my head and began to use my fingers to explore the region. I would have used my tongue but I just had to suck -those huge titties, so that is just what I proceeded to do. I played with the nipples, I played with the side and I played with the area in between. Satisfied that they tasted as good as they looked I knew it was time to let my mouth do the walking through the forest that guarded her womanhood. When my tongue entered her she started to squirm up and down, and when die began to pant I was reminded of the women in my family, although her sound was quite different. The meat down there was really tasty and I kept my tongue working at a furious pace. I wanted to be a wise guy so I asked Tammy if she wanted to do a "69" and you should have seen her reaction. "Why you little hustler you. I knew that tongue didn't belong to an amateur. With that she grabbed my pecker in her lips and began to give me fast and furious head. I thought she must have been powered by a four horsepower engine, she was sucking harder that a vacuum cleaner.
It wasnt more than two minutes before Tammy had another load in her mouth and it was obvious from her screams that she loved it. We rolled over and decided to break for a while, because after all I was still a growing boy. We put on the TV and just stayed on the bed and kissed and fooled around lightly. By the time we had watched one half-hour program my flag pole was on the rise again and I decided I wanted to stick it in Tammy's rear, so that is just what I did. And was I ever glad. It felt so good in there that I felt I could stay there forever. We just rolled over so that she was on top of me while my dick was up her rear. In this position both of my hands were free to play with her twat, and when I started doing that she just started howling. Well she really must have gotten carried away because that sound brought Tom running up to the room. He wasn't trying to get nosy, he was just concerned that something was wrong. Well he came in, and when he saw Tammy there straddled across on top of me I knew Tom was going to have to get in his licks. And that is just what he did. He came over, queried whether every thing was all right and then asked me if I would mind if he ate out the magnificent Tammy. Now how could I, who had Tom to thank for Miss Marvelous turn him down. I just said be sure not to press down to hard because remember it is me, your fourteen year-old nephew whose on the bottom of this pile.
Then Tom lowered his head and began munching away at her snatch. In a short while she was as hot as a firecracker and started squirming like a snake and my cock which was up her ass was really being taken care of.
Of course Lorna was downstairs and she had to be wondering what was taking Tom so long so I wasn't at all surprised when I heard footsteps. When Lorna came in and saw what was going on she decided she wanted a piece of the action so she immediately began to suck on Tammy's mammaries, all of which only made the buxom beauty even hotter and squirmier that before, giving my cock more RPM's than it was build to handle. Load after load was shot off in her passageway and she still was growing in intensity.
Then there was a first. Lorna said to Tom "Let me show you how to do that." Of course she was only kidding but Tom knew why she did it and gladly yielded his place at her snatch. He stepped aside and realized there was no reason why he should be left out of the action so he started to strip lovely Lorna bare. And I'll tell you something. That Lorna had a body worth seeing. I always knew she was a beautiful blond, but who knew she had such perfectly formed tits, and such sweet golden hair around her womanhood. And Tom had quickly shown all her assets. He then dropped his pants and then he plunged his manhood straight up her rear. It must have hurt because the scream she let fly was just not like the sounds of pleasure she was used to. But that sound was soon to emerge as Tom completed his entry and Lorna began to feel the bulging power of his manhood securely placed in her tube. It was a lovely foursome, with the astounding Miss Tammy and the beautiful blond Lorna. As soon as I saw that beautiful blond snatch I knew I wanted to bury my head it in so I asked if I might be relieved of the burden of having the tremendous Tammy on top of me.
This request set in line a whole reorganization. Lorna was stretched out on the bed so I could eat her snatch, Tammy could suck her tits and Tom could take my place by filling Tammy's asshole. This arrangement was working fine. Lorna's honey pot was just that. Of all the snatches I had ever tasted hers was without a doubt the sweetest. I couldn't lift my tongue from it. Every crevice was dripping with goodness and I wasn't going to let any of it go to waste.
Lorna's body was twisting and contorting in pleasure. I don't know about the pictures Tom took, but the women he picked were winners. It was obvious from the sounds eliminating from Tammy that Tom had just shot a wad and to repay him for the warmth he had just given him, Tammy dropped Lorna's tits from her mouth and put it to work instead on Tom's semi-erect organ. Boy this Tammy could take it all in. In a fraction of a second Tom's thing disappeared and then reappeared. While Tammy was going one on one with Tom, I though it would be a good time for me to go one on one with Lorna and that's just what I had. I swung on my bed and planted my cock right by her mouth and she willingly took it in. I could feel the sweetness of her mouth and die ran up and down my shaft. She had a softness of techniques which again put her in a class by herself. I would never tell Doreen, but Lorna was the best all around woman it had ever been my pleasure to know. She tasted good at every outlet. I decided I wanted to kiss her and got myself in position to do so. It was just as I suspected. Her kiss was like sugar. Her neck was soft and inviting. I lowered myself even further and began nibbling at her nipples. Uh oh here I come again. I creamed all over her body.
This kind of group sex went on in our house continually. It eventually began to effect my performance it sports. I lost my job as the third basemen when my batting average fell twenty points. I was having trouble in football and my marks in school were barely passing.
That's why I came to see you, Doc. I can't stay on the decline much longer. I don't want to feel washed up by the time I reach 15! Do you think you can help me?
CONCLUSION
It was obvious just by Jimmy's appearance in my office that he wanted to deal with his problem. A very healthy sign is that he has moved away from having sex with only his sister and mother and is more than willing to engage in sessions with other woman. He is also very appreciative of sex in all forms, which in itself is one of the healthiest attitudes that any young man of his age can have.
I have suggested that he try to cut the family get-togethers out completely and just stay with Lorna and Tammy. Of course, ultimately, it would be nice if he could find a girlfriend of his own, just so that he wouldn't always have to share.
CASE HISTORY TWO
Subject: Gloria J.
Age: Fifteen
INTERVIEW ONE
Gloria entered my office rather slowly. She was a very pretty girl, with long golden blond hair and the brightest blue eyes I had ever seen in all my years of practice. I immediately sensed that her problem was quite a bit deeper than just the usual teenaged boyfriend problem that one sees around so much these days.
When I invited her to sit down, she did so, but I got the feeling that if there had been a big hole in the floor, she would have immediately climbed into it. She was silent for quite some time, and, when I realized that the entire hour would be spent without either one of us saying anything, I took it upon myself to initiate the dialogue.
Immediately, Gloria burst into tears. Despite her discomfort, I was pleased to see that her feelings were at the surface, and not buried deep down inside of her. I knew that I would be able to help her.
Oh, doctor, I just don't know where to begin. It's all wrong! It's all wrong! How could my mother do this to me? How could she? I thought she loved me, and now I realize that she hates me. She must have always hated me, and she finally got her chance for revenge. Oh, doctor, I just don't know what to do!
I guess I should start at the beginning. There is so much to say, and I just don't know if I can say it all. Please help me, doctor, please!
I'm sorry, doctor, I'm all right now. Thank you. I'll be okay, I promise.
Well, to begin, I have never been one to date very much. Oh, I know that I am considered pretty, but going out on dates has never really interested me. Well, that's not true. I really should tell you everything.
Several years ago, when I was still twelve, my Uncle Fred raped me. It really frightened me, because I had never even seen a man's penis, let alone knew what it was for. I tried to run, but he grabbed me and forced it into my cunt, and it hurt and made me bleed. I cried for days afterwards, and told myself I would never let that happen again.
I was afraid to tell my parents, because I thought they would beat me. I realize now that it would have been Uncle Fred who would have gotten into trouble, but at twelve, how was I to know?
Anyway, I had heard from my girl friends that all boys want only one thing, and I knew what that was, and so I resolved that I would never allow a boy to get close enough to overpower me.
My mother was more upset about my lack of interest in boys than I was. I like to do lots of things, and I don't have to do them with boys. Mother has always taken me to task for it, saying that a pretty girl like me should be going out more than I am.
She has even tried to arrange dates for me, but when I couldn't get out of it, I would always find a reason to insist upon being taken home early, thereby avoiding any attempt by the boy to fuck me.
Well, everything was going along quite well, until the people next door moved out. It really wasn't them moving out that changed things, but rather the people who moved in.
Mr. and Mrs. Taylor, the people who moved in, had a son, just a year older than me.
Frankie Taylor noticed me as he was helping to move in their belongings, and I couldn't help but notice him. He was tall and very good-looking, and his black hair was very curly.
I really paid very little attention to him after that first day. I figured that he would be just like all the others and I therefore knew that I had to steer clear of him.
My mother noticed this, and it annoyed her. "Why are you so unneighborly and antisocial?" she asked.
"Oh, mother, please don't start that again," I pleaded. "I really don't want to go into that again."
"He looks very much like a decent sort of fellow," she argued. "I would at least think that you should make an effort to be friendly. You don't have to marry him, you know."
"Mother, boys do not interest me. I don't know how many times I have to tell you that."
"Well, Gloria, I just don't think that's normal, I really don't. Most girls your age like to date, and a girl as pretty as you certainly could have lots of fun. There must be something wrong with you, Gloria, I am really getting worried about you."
"You don't have to worry about me, mother," I insisted. "When the time comes I will date, but not now." I knew that when I and the boys I would be dating got older, things would be different, but now I knew that I would only be hurt.
My mother was not satisfied with my response. She didn't say anything further to me about it, but very soon after that, she arranged to have the whole Taylor family over, "as a neighborly gesture," she said.
Of course, Mr. and Mrs. Taylor brought Frankie. He was good-looking, I remarked to myself, but I still had no intention of allowing myself to go out with him.
Frankie, however, took a liking to me, and when both sets of parents were in another room discussing the community, with my father telling Mr. Taylor how to get supplies for the garden, Frankie and I were together in the basement, ostensibly to play ping pong, but he was more interested in looking at me.
To be sure, I became very interested in looking at him. He was very lean and athletic, and I knew at once that all the girls in the school would really go for him.
He constantly stared at me. I realize now that he was looking at my tits, which were rather well-developed for a girl my age.
He asked me lots of questions. about the school and the neighborhood, and after we talked for a while, he asked if he could take me to the movies the following Saturday. I hesitated. "Well, I don't know," I replied.
"Come on," he insisted. "We can go see 'Dangerous Love.' It's with Walter Asquith and Rhoda Steele."
Well, they were just two of my favorite movie stars, and I immediately agreed to go. Frankie told me he would ring my bell at seven-thirty and I really began to look forward to this date, the first one for me in a very long time.
When I told my mother about it, she didn't seem surprised. I wondered why, and it wasn't until a long time after that that I discovered that she had plotted with Mrs. Taylor to get Frankie to ask me out.
Frankie arrived precisely on time that Saturday, and we went to the movies. During the film, he held my hand, and I let him, but there isn't anything wrong with that, is there?
After the show was over, he took me out for an ice cream soda, and then we went back home.
I found the experience quite pleasing, and when he asked me out again for the following Saturday, I immediately said yes without any hesitation at all. The next week we went to another film, but I've forgotten the name of that one because the rest of the evening was so upsetting.
When we got out of the movies, he started to drive back home. I would have liked some more ice cream, but I didn't want to ask for it. When we drove up to his garage, he mentioned then that his folks were away for the weekend, so we could have a party in his house. "A party?" I asked. "Sure," he replied. "Where is everybody else?" I then asked. "What do you mean, everybody else? It will be just for the two of us. I much prefer parties with very few people."
Well, I don't, and I told him so. He seemed very disappointed, and I felt a bit sorry for him, because I thought that he had gone to a lot of trouble all for me, and so I agreed. We entered his house and he immediately went over to the liquor supply. "What are you having?" he asked me, removing several bottles from the bar. "Just a coke, please," I answered. "A coke? Is that all? Come on Gloria, we can have some of the hard stuff. My folks will never miss it."
"I really don't drink," I said. "Just a little. I promise you I won't let you get drunk or sick or anything at all like that."
"Well, okay," I agreed. I know now that I shouldn't have, but at the time I just didn't think that any harm would come out of it. "What would you like?" he asked again. "Do you have any rum?" I inquired. "Yes."
"Then please put some in the coke. I like that combination." He did so, both for me, and for himself. We were just drinking quietly when I saw him rolling up something in what looked like cigarette paper.
"What are you doing?" I asked. I was feeling slightly high from the rum. I was getting into a very giggle mood. "Rolling a cigarette," he replied. "Why do you have to roll them?" I asked. "You can buy them anywhere."
"Not this kind," he answered "What kind is this?" I then asked.
"Here," he said, handing it to me after he lit it, "You try it and tell me." I did so, and it tasted really strange. I liked it though, and we handed it back and forth until it was finished.
I was now feeling completely marvelous. I felt as if I was flowing in space. So did he, and we giggled and laughed a real lot, then. He put his hand on my knee, and it felt really good. I felt funny things happening to me inside. He started being funny, and he used his fingers to sort of walk along my body. It tickled me, and I laughed.
I started to do the same to him. I was really feeling very good, and I was so high, that when his fingers reached my breasts, I just giggled. He started to reach inside my blouse. The touch of his hand against my tits made me warm, and because I was high, I told him I was very hot and I needed to cool off. He offered to remove my blouse and I giggled and told him he didn't know how.
"I do, too," he insisted. "You do not!" I taunted. "Just you watch," he said loudly. We were both having a grand old time, and he started to undo my blouse quickly. I offered some resistance, but I didn't really want to resist, and so it was without very much effort on his part that he finally took off my blouse. "Now your bra," he said.
"What?"
"Your bra. I want to take off your bra." he didn't wait for reply, but immediately began to unhook it. That came off easily, and as soon as I was half naked, he started to caress my tits with his hand. It felt good, and at the moment I was glad that he did what he did.
"Oh, Gloria, your tits feel so nice and warm," he said. "I want to lick them now."
I lay back and let him touch his tongue to my nipples. They immediately became stiff and erect, and as I lay back with his mouth against my tits he started to slide his fingers inside my skirt and panties.
I was beginning to get really wet with my pussy juices flowing, and as his fingers began toying with my cunt hairs, I felt desperately in need of feeling his hard cock inside my cunt slit.
I don't know what came over me, but I wanted to be fucked. I had to get fucked doctor. I just don't know why, but as his fingers worked their way into my quim, I wanted his body inside mine more and more.
His tongue was making my tits all red. He took my hand and placed it on his fly. I could feel something long and hard inside his pants, and I slowly unzipped his pants. I reached in under his shorts and felt his enormously hard shaft. It was warm and it felt good to my touch. I stroked it evenly and gently. I removed his prick and balls from his clothing, and began to rub it hard.
I squeezed his balls, and he let out sighs of pleasure. I craved to have that enormous organ pounding my flesh, and as I tried to press my body tightly against his, he quickly removed the rest of my clothing. He pulled my panties down, and my pussy juices began to ooze out onto the rug.
He must have sensed that I wasn't too comfortable on the floor, because he announced that he was going to turn the sofa into a bed. The sofa was an old one, which is why the family had stuck it down in the basement playroom, but it was comfortable as a bed.
We climbed in, and Frankie proceeded to remove his clothes. When I saw his lean and muscular naked body, I now, more than ever, wanted this stud to fuck me.
"You're really beautiful," Frankie told me. "You have the prettiest blond hair and blue eyes I've ever seen."
"How many girls with blond hair and blue eyes do you know?" I asked challengingly.
"Oh, lots of them," he responded.
"Really?"
"Yes. I know lots of girls and I have fucked them all."
"You are a real stud then," I said. "You must be an expert at fucking girls."
"I am, and I want to fuck you now," he said as he climbed on top of me. "What I want to do right now is to slide my hard dick all the way up your tender pink pussy slit."
"Yes, yes," I moaned. "I want your cock inside of me. Fuck me, Frankie, fuck me now!"
His hard penis pressed against my wiry nest of cunt hairs. I spread my legs wide to allow his stiff organ to slide all the way in.
I could feel his balls touching my body as his dick began to enter my vagina. I clasped my arms around Frankie, trying to press him closer and closer to me.
It felt really wonderful. His meat slid into my lubricated tube and began to press and pound me. My pussy syrups flowed faster and faster and I started to scream and shout.
"Fuck me! Fuck me! Fuck me! Oh, Frankie, fuck my cunt hole as hard as you can!" With every shout, his penis seemed to get harder and stiffer. I could feel the blood pounding inside his stiffened dick and his balls started to bang hard against my body.
His mouth was buried into my tits. He gave my nipples several bites, some tender, and some really hard, but I loved them all equally. I wanted to be consumed by his hard and masculine body.
He placed his hands under my body and started to squeeze my ass. I desperately craved more and more of his body inside mine. If his cock were twice as long, I would have wanted it inside my cunt. It felt wonderful. I was going crazy with erotic delight. His cock pounded and pounded my cunt. My juices began to overflow wildly. I was all wet, and getting wetter. I felt his body heating up too, and he started to fuck me faster and faster.
"Oh, baby, oh, baby!" he shouted. "Oh, baby, I'm going to shoot my fucking hot load deep into your steaming cunt hole! I'm going to come, Gloria, baby, and I will shoot it all into your fucking hot wet pussy!"
Just as he was shouting wildly, I began to scream with hot pleasure. I was feeling a really wonderful sensation that I had never felt before. It seemed as if my cunt had turned into a volcano, and it was spewing forth waves of molten pussy lava.
His cock erupted inside my hole. I can even now still feel that hot semen as it poured out violently into my desperately craving pussy hole. His cock shot out his sperm in great hot sticky quantities. No matter how much cream flowed out of his cock, I wanted more and more.
"Fuck me! Fuck me!" I shouted. "Oh, Frankie, I want your cock juice! Fuck my cunt harder! Fuck me! Fuck me!"
I couldn't control my passionate frenzy. His body went wild. His cream mixed with my cunt honey and they flowed out of my pussy together. I couldn't stop my cries of delirium. I had never felt so wonderful in all of my life before. It was just the most incredible experience I had ever had. His cock and balls were the most beautiful sight I had ever seen.
It wasn't until he had finished coming, and he slowly withdrew his still erect penis from my hole, that I realized what had happened. I began to forget how wonderful getting fucked was, and all I could think about was that I had just done something terrible. Oh, doctor, I don't know how I can ever forgive myself. I let Frankie fuck me, and that is wrong. Oh, doctor, it was my mother's fault. She did it! And she did more too. Oh, doctor, I can't go on and tell you what my mother did.
Here, I stopped Gloria. I could see that she was too emotionally upset to continue her story, and besides, time was running out. I knew that she hadn't gotten to the core of the problem with her mother, but that would take time.
When she stopped crying, she dried her eyes and apologized to me. I explained that there was no need to apologize to me for anything, and that I would be only too pleased to see her again the following week at the same time. Gloria, to her credit, knew that no matter how painful the experience would be, she would someday have to confront it, so she agreed to do so right away. She was happy that she could come back, and talk to me again. Some patients are afraid to confront their past, but not Gloria, and I knew that she wouldn't be a patient of mine for very long.
INTERVIEW TWO
Gloria was very prompt, the next week when it was time for her second appointment. She seemed somewhat calmer than she had the previous week, even though she was no less quiet and shy.
She didn't wait to be invited to sit down and begin the rest of her narrative, and so I will get right to the gist of the interview.
Thank you, doctor. I feel much better today. Well, I really shouldn't waste too much time on nonsense, and so I will get right to the point. If I remember correctly, I left off last week just as I started to feel awful for allowing Frankie to fuck me. Looking back over the last week, I realize that he wasn't so much to blame even though he had gotten me drunk and stoned only for the purpose of loosening me up so he could fuck me. I am as much at fault as he, but the real problem was, and is, my mother.
I was so upset after that night that when he had climbed off me, I silently got dressed and without saying another word to the stud whose cock and balls I had so much enjoyed, I left and went home next door.
My parents were asleep, and I was glad because I knew that they would have seen how upset I was, and I just couldn't cope with talking to them at that point.
The next day, I slept very late. I wasn't so much as tired as I was afraid to face the world after what I had allowed to be done to me.
My mother, however, sensed that something was wrong when I did finally come down. My father was out in his garden and the two of us sat in the kitchen as I ate my breakfast.
"What's wrong, dear?" she asked solicitously.
"Nothing," I replied without looking at her. I busily munched a piece of toast.
"Something is bothering you," she said firmly. "I know you too well to believe you."
"I'm okay, ma," I said, really not wanting to get into any kind of heavy discussion at the moment.
My mother dropped the subject, seeing that I wasn't going to talk much at that time.
During the day, I began to feel very guilty for leaving Frankie the way I did the previous evening. After all, I had gone along with what had happened, and after all, he hadn't raped me, the way Uncle Fred had done. I was still upset at what I had allowed to happen, but I stopped blaming Frankie, at least entirely, for it.
My mother, however, was quite insistent, and after my father had gone out after dinner to his club, she sat down in the living room opposite me and demanded that I tell her just what had happened to make me so upset.
"I'm your mother," she said softly. "If you can't trust me, who can you trust?"
I knew she was right. "Very well, ma," I said. "I shouldn't try to hide things from you. It's about me and Frankie."
"What about you and Frankie?" she asked. "I would have thought that the two of you liked each other. You told me yourself after last week that you did like him. Mrs. Taylor says that her Frankie likes you very much. He tells his mother everything."
Oh, God, I thought. I hope he doesn't tell her really everything. "I do like him," I began, "or at least I did. Until last night."
"What happened last night?" she asked me. "Did something happen last night that upset you?"
"Yes, ma," I answered softly. I stopped. I just couldn't come out and tell my mother that Frankie had fucked me.
"Well? Come on, Gloria. You can trust me. I promise that whatever you tell me will not be repeated to anyone, not even your father. Well?"
I started slowly. I told her about the movie, and how he had invited me back to his place instead of taking me out for some ice cream.
"Well, weren't his parents home? Oh, now I remember," said my mother. "Mrs. Taylor did mention that they were going to be away for the weekend."
"Yes, there was no one there when Frankie and I entered the house. He said there was going to be a party."
"Was there anyone else there? I mean, a party usually involves lots of people."
"No, ma," I said. "It was just going to be the two of us. At first, I was very reluctant to go in with him, but then I saw how disappointed he looked and I agreed to go in."
I stopped at that point. My mother was tactful enough to remain silent until I was ready to speak again. I soon was. "Well, he offered me a drink, and I accepted it. I don't like to drink, I don't like the taste, but I did it anyway. Please don't yell at me, ma, but I will never touch a drop again."
"I'm not going to yell at you dear," she said. "Please go on."
"Well, I had a few rum and cokes, and then he started to roll a joint, you know, marijuana. I smoked one cigarette with him, and by then the two of us were feeling pretty good. Well, I was really stoned, and so was he, and the next thing I knew was that we were kissing each other and touching each other all over."
"All over?" she asked, raising an eyebrow.
"Yes, all over," I said very carefully and deliberately so she wouldn't miss the point. "Well, one thing led to another, and before I realized what was happening, we were both undressed, and that old sofa that they keep stored in the basement had been turned into a bed and we were kissing and making out." I stopped again. I knew my mother would realize what had now happened, but she made as if she didn't. I guess she wanted me to spell it out to her.
"Did he try anything with you?" she asked. "You know, try what boys usually try with girls they have gotten drunk?"
"Yes, ma," I answered. "He tried, and I let him."
"You let him?" I could see that she was trying to control her emotions.
"Yes, I'm sorry, but I let him. I let him fuck me, ma. I let him, and now I feel so terrible about it." I started to cry. She put her arm around me and held me tightly.
"There, there, dear, don't cry. Did he use any kind of protection?"
"Protection? What do you mean?"
"I mean did he put a condom on his cock before he inserted it into your vagina? Did he use anything at all?"
"No, I don't think so."
"Well, you would have known if he had. Well, well just have to wait and see."
I knew what she meant and that only made me more upset. I had forgotten all about getting pregnant. I just was upset because we had had sex without being married.
"I think that Mrs. Taylor's boy needs to be spoken to. We can't have him running around fucking girls and getting them pregnant. I would have your father talk to him, or better yet, his father, but-" "Oh, no ma, you promised you wouldn't tell anyone!"
"You didn't let me finish. I was about to say that I would have them do it, except for the fact that I don't want word to get around since I promised you I wouldn't tell anyone."
"I'm sorry I interrupted you."
"That's all right dear," she said. "I will speak to him at the earliest possible moment. As soon as I can get away from your father and Frankie is also alone, I will give him a good talking to."
Well, I can't tell you how pleased I was at that point to hear my mother being so understanding. She wasn't upset at all that I had been fucked by Frankie. All she was concerned about was that protection be used to avoid pregnancy. The fact that I wasn't a virgin didn't upset her in the least.
What is really upsetting was what followed. Some of it I saw for myself, but the beginning of it was told to me by Frankie. How my mother could be so deceitful and rotten I will never know. And to think that I trusted her!
Several days later, after I had spoken to my mother and had told her what had happened, she arranged to meet Frankie. I was out doing some shopping, and my father was out of town in Cincinnati on a very important business trip. She invited him over on a pretense of talking some more about the new community that his family had moved into, and from what I saw, and what I was told, the following is a pretty accurate account of what happened that afternoon.
"Well, hello," said my mother as Frankie walked in the door. "I'm glad I have this chance to talk to you."
"So am I," replied Frankie. "It's really very neighborly of you to look after me and my family the way you all are doing."
"I enjoy doing it," she said. "Come on and relax. What would you like to drink?"
"Oh, just a coke or something," he replied.
"Nonsense. A strong young man like you needs to have something stronger than some sissy soft drink. Bourbon? Scotch?"
"Scotch, neat."
"No water, no ice?"
"No, thank you. Just plain, with nothing in it but scotch."
"Well, you really are a man. Not even my big strong husband can drink it straight. It will really put hair on your chest."
"Yep, that's why I drink it straight."
"You look like you've got lots of hair on your chest already," said my mother, noticing that Frankie's shirt wasn't buttoned all the way up. "I got it from drinking neat scotch," he replied with a twinkle in his eye. "If you're not careful, you'll wind up looking like a gorilla," she said smiling. "Then I'll start drinking it with water. Right now, my chest could use some more hair."
"My husband has a very hairy chest. I like men with hairy chests."
"Then you should like me," said Frankie very friendly like. "I do, I do," said my mother. "How much hair do you really have?" Frankie became a bit embarrassed. He didn't know what was really happening at this point. He started to unbutton his shirt the rest of the way, not really being aware that he was doing so.
"You are really a very handsome boy," said my mother, staring at Frankie's half naked body. "You must really be very popular with all the girls at school."
"Yeah, I guess so," he said awkwardly. "I do all right."
"I bet you do," she said leering at him. "I bet you have made lots of girls feel really good inside."
"Yeah, I have," he boasted. Suddenly, he became suspicious of my mother's motives. He was aware that she may have been wanting to question him about having fucked me. He turned away from her. My mother realized what was on his mind.
"Oh," she said, "I'm not going to reprimand you for anything. Gloria is old enough to take care of herself. Please don't misunderstand me. Just looking at you I realize that any girl would want to jump into the sack with you." Frankie relaxed. He wasn't going to be lectured at after all. My mother smiled at him and refilled his drink. "Thank you," he said. "I'm sure that you are aware of your effect on the female species," my mother told him. "You look like one of those young men who have some great equipment and know how to use it."
"I sure do," he said gleefully. "I get a lot of chances to practice my technique."
"Then your technique must be perfection itself," she said smiling. "That's for me to know and you to find out," he replied, not altogether in a sober manner. "Oh, and how do I find out?" she asked. "That depends on whether or not you want to find out. Well, do you?" My mother looked at Frankie very carefully. She eyed him up and down, at the same time that he was eyeing her. "Yes," she replied. "I think that might be very interesting, very interesting indeed." Frankie got up and as soon as he did, my mother could see a bulge in the front of his pants. She loosened her clothing, and in doing so, aroused Frankie even more.
"You are really turning me on," said Frankie. "I can see that," answered my mother, pointing to his protruding fly.
Frankie put his hands on my mother's breasts, and as soon as he did so, she unzipped his pants. "My," she gasped, "you really do have a fabulous cock. I can see why all the girls go for you."
Frankie let her stroke his hardened dick for a while before he started to undress her. Her boobs were so much bigger than mine, and that gave him a lot to work with. He pressed and massaged her huge globes, and fondled her nipples until they were hard.
"Oh, your cock is so big, so big," she exclaimed. "I would really like to get to know it better."
"Good," answered Frankie, "because that's just what I was thinking too. I would really like to get to know your beautiful cunt."
"How do you know my cunt is beautiful?" she asked him.
"If it's anything like Gloria's pussy, then it's really beautiful," he answered. He started to undo the rest of her clothing, and as he pulled my mother's panties down, he pressed his hand onto her cunt. It made my mother really wild, and she grabbed hold of his prick and started to rub it madly.
"Oh, Frankie, I want it, I want your big and beautiful hard dick meat. I want you to fuck me with your huge cock. Oh, Frankie, your balls are going to drive me really wild. Fuck me, Frankie! Fuck me harder than you have ever fucked anyone else before."
This aroused Frankie so much that he couldn't wait until they both had all their clothes off. He just grabbed hold of my mother and forced her back onto the sofa, and pressed his cock deep inside her quivering pussy hole.
"Yes, more!" she shouted. "More and harder! More and harder! Oh, Frankie, baby, fuck my hot and steaming juicy cunt!"
Frankie's cock rammed and slammed into my mother's craving cavern. Her cunt juices were flowing and oozing wildly, and the more he fucked her, the hotter and wetter she became. She moaned and sighed under the pressure of his hard and masculine body, and she felt his hot and heavy balls hitting her. She grabbed hold of them and squeezed them, feeling his whole penis as it slid in and out of her pussy.
Frankie's tongue licked her tits with great passion. His frenzied mouth covered her fleshy orbs and his hot saliva dribbled all over her body.
They were in the throes of a violent and passionate orgiastic experience when I just by chance arrived home.
I hadn't intended to come home so soon, and had, in fact, told my mother that I wouldn't be home until six, but at four I was just too tired to continue my shopping, and decided not to go to Young's for that new hat that I had promised myself.
I entered my door, and I guess I must have been pretty quiet, or at least they were making so much noise themselves that they didn't hear me, but when I started to walk into the living room I suddenly saw what was going on, and I froze in my tracks. I just couldn't believe it. There was my mother, her legs spread wide on the sofa, and Frankie's huge and stiff spear plunging in and o it of my mother's quivering cunt.
Even my dropping my packages onto the floor didn't disturb them from their erotic passions. His cock slammed so hard into her, that I was sure it would rip her wide open.
"Fuck me, Frankie!" she screamed. "Oh, your cock is so big, so hard! Fuck me harder! Fuck me! Fuck me!"
His body was nearing its sexual release. He pressed into her faster and faster. Suddenly, he began to cry out. "I'm coming, baby! I'm going to fill up your hot pussy with my ball juice! I'm shooting your quim full of hot cream!"
His body shivered and shook as his penis erupted and his huge store of semen burst out of his cock and emptied itself deep into my mother's waiting cunt hole.
They both were screaming and shouting wildly, and I got so upset that I ran up the stairs: This they must have heard, because I could hear my mother talking in suddenly very hushed tones.
Frankie had apparently finished shooting all of his cock cream into my mother, and he started to get dressed. I gathered myself together, and came back downstairs, and I stormed into the living room, just in time to see my mother putting her panties back on, and Frankie trying to hide his erection from me.
"Gloria!" my mother gasped. "What are you doing home?"
"What am I doing home?" I screamed back. "It's what are you doing home? How could you? How dare you! How dare you do such a tiling to me!"
I was really working myself up into a frenzy. I didn't know whether to be angrier with my mother or with Frankie. I hated them both at that moment. It was the most awful experience I had ever felt.
Frankie was very embarrassed. He knew that he couldn't hide from me what had happened, and he apologized to me right there. My mother, however, became very indignant, saying that what she does was none of my business, and that I had no right to come barging in there unannounced.
Frankie's prick finally went soft enough for him to finish getting dressed, and he immediately left the house.
My mother, however, quickly got dressed, and then started to scold me. Imagine, her scolding me!
I couldn't even face her. I still can't, not to this day. I just don't understand how she could have betrayed me like that. She was going to talk to Frankie, to convince him to use some sort of contraceptive when he fucked a girl, and wound up letting him fuck her.
I knew, even without any further information, that it was my mother who had taken the initiative. She tried to blame Frankie, but I knew that it was her fault.
I refused to even speak to my mother. It wasn't until several days later that I even saw Frankie. He didn't want to talk to me, but he felt that he owed me some sort of explanation.
"I'm sorry, I guess all I can say is that I'm sorry," he told me.
"I won't want to talk about it," I said.
"I didn't want to do it, but she got me drunk, just the way I had done with you, and then my cock got hard, and she noticed it, and she told me that she was sure I really knew how to use my prick and balls, and she started undressing, and I saw her tits, and well, my cock got so hot that I just couldn't control myself. I'm sorry, I really am."
I forgave him, and later he told me all the details of how she arranged it so that he could fuck her, but I still can't forgive my mother. My own mother! How could she do a thing like that to me? How could she? Oh, doctor, I am so upset! I trusted her! I trusted my mother, and now I have nobody to trust. Please help me. I just don't know where to turn. I just don't know what to do now since my mother turned traitor. What can I do? Oh, doctor, you've got to help me!
CONCLUSION
I explained to Gloria that she shouldn't hold herself responsible in any way. I knew that she felt guilty in a way for having brought the whole thing on by first getting fucked by Frankie, and then telling her mother about it.
She obviously felt that none of this would have happened if she hadn't gotten drunk and let Frankie screw her.
I finally got her to realize that in fact she had been betrayed by her mother, and though that was a terrible thing to happen to a girl, at least she could understand what had happened, and not place the blame at her own doorstep. I also tried to make her see that she shouldn't be too hard on her mother, since she was only human, and even though she was not very discreet about her sexual partners, she must have had some need that her husband could not fulfill. And since Frankie was such an attractive boy, well, people are human.
I was glad that Gloria felt better after she left my office. I insisted that she return for several more sessions, just to make sure that she had finally gotten rid of her guilt feelings about what had happened, and I am pleased to report that she is now quite happy and healthy and, in fact, has just spent the weekend with Frankie and had a marvelous time.
CASE HISTORY THREE
Subject: David R.
Age: Fourteen
INTERVIEW ONE
David was a very bright and alert boy, and it was with some surprise that I greeted him. I hadn't expected him to be so forthright in his manner, inasmuch as I had been apprised of his case by a colleague and I had been convinced that he would be overpowered by his feelings.
Fortunately, however, I was mistaken, and I knew that he would not offer the resistance so common to patients with similar problems.
David got right to the point, which concerned several members of his family, especially his sister Sarah.
Doctor, I think I have done something terrible to my sister. At the time, I really had no idea that such a thing would happen, and I am truly sorry for it, but it's too late for apologies now, isn't it?
Sarah and I are very close. We are only one year apart, (she's younger than I am) and we have gotten along much better than most brothers and sisters have, at least those that I know about.
Everything had been going really well. We always went out together, and whenever our parents would go out for an evening, we always played quietly together.
We got along so well, in fact, that our relatives, our Aunt Arlene and Uncle Paul invited just the two of us to spend part of the summer with them in Ocean City.
Now both Sarah and I love the beach. We love swimming, and even though there is a pool in our community out in Westwood, we both feel that there is nothing like a beach on the ocean. We were both very excited about the invitation, and we were very grateful to our parents who were willing to let us go. We packed our things and set out to have a really wonderful time.
Aunt Arlene and Uncle Paul were very happy to see us. Now that I think about it, I should have wondered just why they were that happy, but at the time I really paid no attention to their lavish hugs and kisses. Our aunt showering me with them, and Uncle Paul, Sarah.
They drove us from the train station and we arrived shortly thereafter at their country summer home, right near the ocean.
"I'm so pleased you two could come out here," gushed Aunt Arlene. "We both have so looked forward to seeing you again after all this time. My, but the two of you have really grown, haven't you?"
My aunt was looking at me while she was saying that, and needless to say, she was in actuality thinking of a certain part of me that she was hoping had grown with me. It had, of course, and she was to find that out shortly thereafter.
I don't know why I was so unobservant that I didn't notice that she was staring right at my crotch. She looked at me up and down, and I realize now that I was wearing a pair of pants that were a bit tight, something that I was just about outgrowing.
Anyway, I paid no attention to her gazes, and I just bubbled over with excitement at our being allowed to spend part of our summer near the ocean.
Sarah was just as excited as I was, and she too didn't notice all the attention that our Uncle Paul lavished on her. I now wonder if our relatives didn't set up this summer just so they could have some fun with two very young and innocent teenagers.
"You certainly are looking healthy," commented Uncle Paul as he looked at my sister Sarah. "Yes, your parents are certainly taking good care of you."
We were pleased, at the time, that they took such an interest in us. Both Sarah and I felt that we were going to be treated quite well during our stay in Ocean City.
As soon as we arrived at the house, we unpacked our bags, and no sooner had we done so, than our aunt and uncle made arrangements for us to go to the beach.
We were both a little exhausted from our journey, neither one of us being especially good travelers, and we would have much preferred to rest up for the remainder of the day, and go out the next day from early morning.
Apparently, our relatives, however, just couldn't wait to see what each of us looked like in a bathing suit, because they overrode our protests and insisted that we get some sun. "It will do you city folk good to look just a bit less pale," commented my aunt.
"Don't they look white as ghosts?" commented my uncle. "I do think that they will need an awful lot of sun to look like human beings again."
"I like the sun,? I said, "but I don't want us to get burned. Perhaps if we went out just for a bit beginning tomorrow-"
"Nonsense. You'll go now. There is no time to lose. Both of you need some color in your complexions." Both Sarah and I knew when we had been defeated and we resigned ourselves to going right out to the beach and trying not to get too burned.
We went into the rooms we were assigned. I had what had been the maid's quarters and Sarah had the guest room. "She's a girl, David," explained my aunt, "and she needs more room than you do."
I wasn't complaining, except I realize now that the guest room was near my uncle's bedroom and mine was near my aunt's. I guess they had separate bedrooms because they rarely chose to sleep with each other, having both found other interests.
I could have sworn that as I was changing into my swimming trunks, my aunt was standing right outside, but when I finished putting them on, and left the room, she was inside her room, also changing.
"Well, I see both of you have changed fairly quickly. Let's lose no time and get right to the beach." My aunt and uncle accompanied Sarah and myself and we headed for the beach. We brought along two large blankets, which we were to put under one large beach umbrella. Apparently, the sun was only for my sister and I. The adults were going to sit in the shade.
We lay down on the blankets, with Sarah and myself in the sun, and my aunt and uncle under the umbrella. They exchanged glances, as they looked at us, and it was there that I first had the funny feeling that their feelings toward us were not the commonest among relatives.
After about an hour, I decided to go into the water. The sun had warmed me up considerably, and I felt I had to cool off. The idea was picked up by the rest of the crowd and all four of us entered the ocean.
I started to swim, but the waves were quite high, something I wasn't used to, having done most of my swimming in a placid pool, and I had to stop. When I stood up, I couldn't see my uncle or Sarah, but Arlene was right by my side. "The ocean is pretty rough, isn't it?" she commented.
"Yes," I agreed. "I'm not really used to such strong waves."
"It takes awhile, but you get used to it. I'm sure that such a strong boy like you will have no trouble mastering the waves once you get the hang of it."
"Yeah, I guess so," I agreed. Just as I said that, a big wave came along and practically knocked me down. My aunt grabbed ahold of me to steady me, but even after I had recovered my balance, she did not remove her arm from my shoulder.
"You've got to be careful," she said. "These waves can be treacherous."
I started to leave, and she, still with her arm around me, followed. I sensed that she was touching me all over my back and chest for reasons other than to protect me from the roughness of the water, and when I tried to squirm away, she only tightened her grip.
"My, you are a very strong boy," she said. "You really have developed into a rather attractive young man." As we left the water, she stared at the front of my bathing suit, I followed her eyes, and realized that my trunks were clinging to my cock, and that just fascinated her.
I must admit that I consider myself well-endowed sexually. My penis is pretty large, and when I am wearing a bathing suit, particularly a nylon one that clings, the outline of my large cock and balls can be plainly seen by everyone.
My aunt stared and stared. She was apparently doing so unconsciously, because she suddenly realized what she was doing, and turned away. I felt a bit embarrassed at what had happened, but I forgot all about it when I got back to the blanket because my sister and my uncle were already there, and Sarah bent over towards me and whispered in my ear.
"I've got to talk to you," she said quietly.
"What about?" I asked.
"I'll tell you later," she replied. "I can't talk now."
I had wondered what it was that she wanted to talk to me about, but I did guess at once that it concerned my uncle.
Nothing much else was said the rest of the day, and we packed up and headed back towards the house pretty soon after. As we were entering the house, my aunt and uncle went ahead, and Sarah pulled me back.
"I don't want to go in that house," she said in a somewhat frightened tone. I was puzzled by her behavior.
"Sarah, what's wrong? What happened?"
"He was doing funny things," she said quietly.
"Who was?"
"Uncle Paul."
"What king of things?"
"All kinds of things."
"Will you please be specific, Sarah? I don't know what you are talking about." Actually, I had a pretty good idea, but I didn't want to alarm her even more.
"We were in the water together, while you and Aunt Arlene were fighting the waves, and he managed to get very close to me."
"So?"
"So when a big wave came along, he held onto me, telling me that he didn't want me to get hurt."
"Well, maybe he didn't." I knew now that he had been doing just what my aunt had been doing to me, but I had to make sure.
"No, even after the wave, which I can handle very well anyway, he didn't let go. And not only that, he tried to press his hand on my you-know-what."
She pointed down towards her cunt. Just at that moment, our aunt came back outside. "Aren't you two kids going to come in and take a shower? Supper will be ready soon, and I hate to think of all the sand that would remain in the dining room if you don't have time to shower."
My aunt is tactful, if nothing else. My mother would have said, "You better take a shower or you won't get any supper. I'm not going to spend all day cleaning up after you have tracked sand all over the house."
"Ill tell you the rest later," Sarah whispered to me. I wondered what else there was to tell, but I didn't have to wonder long. Sarah and I showered in turn, each one of us remaining outside the bathroom while the other was showering, so we could prevent our relatives from spying on us.
Later that evening, Sarah and I announced that we were going out for a walk. They offered to come along, but my aunt changed her mind when she realized that she would then be missing her favorite television program. Thank God. We really didn't want the walk so much as to talk to each other alone and in private.
As soon as we got away from the house, Sarah told me all the rest that had happened that afternoon.
"Well," she said, "he put his hand against my bathing suit so he could feel my pussy. At first, I just thought it was something brushing against me there, you know, like seaweed or something. I then looked down and saw that it was Uncle Paul's hand. He looked up and smiled at me. I smiled back, but it was only because I was nervous, not because I liked what he was doing. He misunderstood me and continued to caress my crotch.
"You're a really big girl now," he said. "You are really turning into a woman. I like you, I like you very much."
"I like you too, uncle," I replied. I tried to remove myself from him, but he followed me as I walked away.
"Don't be afraid," he said gently. "There is nothing to be afraid of."
He took hold of my hand and pressed it against his body. I felt at once his hard and erect penis through his trunks. "Doesn't that feel good?" he asked me.
I didn't respond. I was too frightened of what was happening. I stood there, unable to move, as he pressed my hand against his cock and balls.
He then really pressed hard against my cunt. He slipped his fingers inside my bathing suit, and started to play with my pussy hairs. I could feel a finger trying to enter my slit, and when I tried to get away, I just couldn't.
I looked around for help, but you and Aunt Arlene were nowhere to be seen. No one else was around either, a fact that I'm sure that Uncle Paul took advantage of.
Anyway, as he started to fuck me with a finger, he made me massage and stroke his hard prick. I didn't want to, but I couldn't stop. He lowered his swimming trunks, and through the water I could see his hard and swollen organ. He held me by the wrist, and made me slowly and steadily masturbate him.
One arm of his was around my shoulder, so as to prevent me from trying to escape. His other arm was caressing my body, as his hand went inside and outside of my vagina.
Oh, I know what you are thinking. You are thinking that he couldn't be finger-fucking me because you probably think I'm a virgin. Well, I'm not. I'm sorry that I'm surprising you with this piece of information right now, but I lost my virginity last year with Mark when we went camping. He fucked me several times.
Well, anyway, Uncle Paul finger-fucked me as he made me jerk him off. His cock and balls were really warm, I could tell even though the water was cool. I stroked and rubbed his hard shaft and the more I did so, the faster his fingers by now there were two fingers inside my cunt) pumped my pussy.
I started to moan, and this drove him even more wild. His fingers went into my open slit deeper and deeper, and I began to enjoy it in spite of myself. I no longer wanted to run away, but I wanted to press his penis closer to me.
I pulled him towards me. I didn't realize what I was doing at the time, but apparently I wanted him to fuck me. The sight of his huge and stiff dick made me begin to cream inside my pussy and I wanted that big stiff hard cock meat. I wanted it, David. I wanted his fucking hard prick to slide all the way into my oozing pussy flesh.
He realized what I was doing, and pressed his cock against my pussy hairs. He was so excited, however, maybe because I had rubbed and massaged his hard organ so well, that as soon as his throbbing penis head pressed against my cunt lips, I felt hot juice pouring out of his cock.
"Oh, Sarah, baby," he moaned, "I'm coming. I'm shooting my cream before I even got my cock inside of your cunt."
He shot his hot load of semen and it was carried away by the waves. As soon as it was over, I suddenly began to feel guilty about what I done. I hadn't really meant anything like this to happen, and I tried not to look at him, but he made me face him and he smiled at me.
"Sarah, that was wonderful. That really was wonderful. We will have lots of time to do this again, in and out of the water."
By this time, you and Aunt Arlene were coming out of the water. I managed to break away from him and ran out of the water quickly. He ran after me, and by the time you and-Aunt Arlene got to the blanket, we were already there. Oh, David, I'm so frightened and upset. What if he tries to do something like that again? What will I do? Oh, David, I just don't know what to do.
Our time was up for now. David's next appointment was tomorrow. Same time.
INTERVIEW TWO
David had no trouble continuing. It was as if he'd rehearsed the speech she went through it by heart, picking up exactly where he left off last off.
I admit, doctor, that at that moment, I was at a loss as to what to tell my sister. I knew that Sarah had been quite upset, but to be quite frank, I really felt as if she shouldn't have been so alarmed. I don't know why but I really thought at the time that there was nothing wrong with what had happened.
Don't ask my to explain. Maybe because an older man is supposed to be attracted to young girls, but not older women to boys, I don't know. Even though she was my sister, I couldn't help sympathizing with my uncle who had really been aroused by the sight of my sister's tits. I pretended to be very sympathetic, and I told Sarah that she wouldn't have anything to worry about because I would see to it that Uncle Paul didn't try anything like that again, but I knew that I wouldn't be able to prevent if from happening. I didn't really want to.
By this time, Sarah and I had walked quite a distance. .We were both tired, and we thought of going back home. "Oh, David, I would like to sit down and rest for a while. Couldn't we stop just for a moment?"
"Where?" I asked. There didn't seem to be any place for us to rest, even just for a little while. Just then I noticed a large gathering of trees, and Sarah had noticed it too. "There," she said pointing to the woods I had also seen. "Maybe we could go over there and sit under a tree. Please? Just for a little while. I'm really so tired, I just don't think I could go on anymore unless we stop for a moment or two."
"Okay," I agreed. "We'll stop. I'm pretty tired myself, now that I think of it.
We walked towards the trees, and when we got there, we discovered that it was quite a nice little park, and inside, in the middle, was a very small, but peaceful little lake or pond. "Oh, David, everything is so pretty," she exclaimed. I agreed with her, and we sat down under a tree near the water.
We sat in silence for a few moments, and I could see that Sarah was thinking hard about something. "What's on your mind?" I asked my sister. "You look like you are lost in thought. What are you thinking about?"
"Oh, nothing," she replied. "That's not true," I said. "You are obviously thinking about something. You don't, you know, have to tell me."
"I want to tell you," she said suddenly. "I'm thinking about Uncle Paul. I can't get this afternoon out of my mind."
"You mean the thing that happened in the water?"
"Yes."
"Forget about it," I told her. "It's over and done with."
"No, it's not. I still don't know why I let him do those things to me, or why I did it without just running away."
"He was stronger than you, you couldn't get away."
"No, David, that's not what I mean. I mean that I don't think I tried hard enough to get away. I think I wanted that to happen."
At first, I didn't know what to say, but when I managed to gather my thoughts together, I told her that it didn't matter, that if she wanted to do it, that was okay then. "But it's not okay," she protested. "He is my uncle, and I think it's wrong."
"How could anything be wrong," countered, "if you both wanted it? There is only something wrong if one person doesn't want it."
"But he is my uncle," she argued. "So?"
"So it's wrong. It's wrong to have sex with a relative."
"Nonsense." I am convinced, by the way, that sex is never wrong if both people want it. "I thought things like that were illegal."
"Perhaps they are, I don't know," I said, "but it certainly isn't morally wrong to have sex with someone you love or even like. If you enjoyed Uncle Paul's fingers inside your cunt, there is nothing wrong with that."
"No?"
"No. Not unless you didn't want it."
"It did feel good," she said quietly. "At first I didn't like it, but as he kept pumping his fingers inside my pussy, I began to feel all warm inside. His cock felt good too as I massaged it. I rubbed and stroked his dick and I squeezed his balls, and I guess I really was enjoying it."
"So you see," I said, "that you didn't do anything you should be ashamed of. If you enjoyed it, then everything is okay." I noticed that as she was talking to me, her fingers unconsciously went towards her pussy. She started to rub her crotch, and as I watched her, I felt stirrings inside my trousers.
I placed my hand on my own crotch and felt my prick become hard. I got a really big hard- on, and Sarah noticed it.
She didn't say anything to me, but I saw that she became embarrassed. She looked away, her face turning red.
"Sex still frightens you," I said softly. "There really is no reason to be embarrassed or afraid."
"I'm not afraid," she said, though I could see that she was a bit excited. There's no harm in that, is there?"
"No, I guess not," she said hesitantly. "I guess it's all right."
"Good," I said. I took her hand and placed it on my fly. I wanted to show her that there was nothing wrong with what was happening. She felt my hardened penis and at first, she withdrew her hand. Unlike our uncle, I didn't force her to press her hand against my prick and balls, but she changed her mind and started to feel it again.
"Oh, David, this feels so nice," she exclaimed. "Your dick is very, very hard. It feels warm, too." She slowly massaged it for a while, and then, without any prompting from me, she started to unzip my fly.
I was pleased that she was no longer afraid of cock. Sometimes girls who are afraid of sex early in life never get over that fear. Sarah was slowly, but surely, overcoming her fear of sex.
I put my hand inside her skirt. Her panties were already wet, and as I tried to press the palm of my hand on her oozing cunt, she unhooked her skirt, and made the job easier for me.
I could feel her pussy hairs covered with her female lubricants. The smell coming out of her delicate nest filled me with great desire. I want to force my cock into her tender body, but because she was my sister, I knew that I would have to be gentle with her.
I began to remove her blouse. Her young and tender breasts quivered as I touched them. Her little nipples became stiff and erect as I squeezed them between my fingers.
"Oh, David," she gasped. I knew then that she wanted me to fuck her. I knew that I was going to do with Sarah what I had dreamed about for so long. For many years, I had fantasized about fucking Sarah. I had jerked off many times just pretending that I was fucking her, that my dick, which was only in my hand, was inside her lusting flesh.
"This feels good, Sarah," I moaned, as I began to slide my fingers inside her creamy quim.
"Yes, yes," she panted. "Oh, David, make me feel your hard male flesh pressing against my pussy walls. Fuck me, David, fuck me! Fuck me!"
She had opened my fly and was now nibbing my cock and balls. I was really very hard. My hot throbbing cock meat was getting ready to slide into that lubricating cavern.
I removed her panties and climbed on top of my sister. I pressed my dick meat against her wiry cunt hairs, and I could feel the moistness of her femininity against my blood-gorged cock head.
She spread her legs as wide as she could. Entrance was easy. My dick slid quickly into her hole, and as I went in deeper and deeper, she sighed and groaned with great erotic pleasure.
"Oh, David, oh, David," she moaned. "Oh, David, that feels so good. I want more! I want more cock inside my pussy. Fuck me harder, David. Oh, David, your dick feels so good!"
I began pumping my penis harder and harder into her luscious honey pot. My balls began to bang and slap against her cunt and I felt my semen getting ready to rise and shoot out of my prick and into her pussy.
She started to scream louder and louder. "Fuck me! Fuck me! Fuck me!"
I pumped as hard as I could. My dick was quite long and hard, and with each thrust, I could feel more hot female syrups oozing and pouring out of her hole, and coating my whang with its wetness.
I started to lick her tits. It drove both of us wild, and just as I gave her nipples small little bites with my teeth, I knew I was about to come.
"Oh, Sarah baby!" I cried. "I'm coming! I'm shooting!"
"Fuck me, David!" she shouted. "Oh, David, your cock is filling me up. Fuck me, oh, baby, fuck me!"
My sperm poured out of my cock and into her hole. I couldn't stop shaking. I hadn't realized that I had so much semen inside of me.
Wave after wave of sperm poured out. She clasped her arms around my ass and pressed my dick inside of her as deep as it would go.
She began to scream. I felt her pussy lubricants flowing out of her hot cunt faster and faster. My cock got even hotter with those liquids all over it.
Our spasms lasted for many moments. We were covered with jism and I lay on top of her for several moments after that.
I never loved my sister Sarah more than at that moment. I had never realized, never dreamed, that my love for her would swell to suck gigantic proportions.
We lay there, on the grass, tenderly touching each other, each of us trying to hold onto the moment as if to make it last forever. I knew that my sister felt as I did, and that we would probably never be able to recreate the moment that was now upon us.
"Oh, David," she exclaimed, "I'm so happy. I love you, David. Thank you."
I was confused. "Thank you for what?" I asked her.
"Thank you for making me understand myself. I shall always be grateful to you for that."
We lay there for quite sometime, with Sarah's head on my lap. It was quite late when we set back out for home.
Both our aunt and uncle were sitting up in the living room waiting for us. I realized at once that something was upsetting them. I had no idea at the time that it was because of the lateness of the hour, but I discovered right away that they were quite worried about us.
"Oh, thank God!" exclaimed Aunt Arlene as she rushed out to greet us. "We were so worried about you. Where were you? We were just about to notify the police."
"Yes," echoed out uncle. "Do you have any idea what time it is? What happened? Are you both all right?"
"I'm so sorry," I said, trying to apologize as best I could. "It's all my fault. We went out just for a short walk, and we stopped to rest near a pond in the park, and before we knew it, it had gotten quite late. I'm really sorry to have caused you distress."
"Well, the important thing is that you are back safe and sound," commented my aunt. "Let's not even discuss it anymore."
They offered to fix us something to eat, but it was quite late, and everyone was very tired, we declined, and made preparations to go to bed.
Sarah entered her room and I mine. Aunt Arlene really looked tired and it didn't surprise anyone that she fell asleep just about immediately.
Uncle Paul and. I said goodnight, and I lay down in bed, reading for a while before I went to sleep. I was about to turn the light out when I heard noises coming out of Sarah's room. I put my robe on and went to see if everything was all right.
The door wasn't tightly closed, and I did manage to get a glimpse of what was going on. Imagine my shock and surprise when I saw our uncle climbing into the bed with Sarah, both of them stark naked!
"Oh, Sarah, baby, you are beautiful. You are beautiful." My uncle was gazing at my sister and his hands were slowly and gently caressing her young and tender breasts.
Sarah had her hand clasped around his now erect penis, and she was calmly stroking it.
"Oh, uncle, this feels good," she was saying. "Your cock feels so good in my hand."
"It will feel even better inside your luscious pussy," he told her. "I want to fuck you, Sarah. You will really feel good then."
"Yes, yes, Uncle Paul," she panted. "I want you to fuck me. I want to feel this hard flesh inside my cunt. Fuck me, Uncle Paul, fuck me!"
My uncle pressed his hard spear against my sister's delicate pink cunt and pressed it deep into her flesh. She moaned and groaned as he began to fuck her, and I could not get over the change in her attitude towards her uncle.
"Oh, that's good, that's good," she exclaimed. "Oh, Uncle Paul, I love the way your hard prick feels inside my wet pussy. Fuck me harder, uncle, fuck me really hard."
Uncle Paul smashed his hard dick meat deep into her quivering juice hole. His balls slapped against her cunt and that drove her even wilder. She screamed as his teeth gave her nipples short little bites, and they kissed each other very passionately.
My own cock was getting hard, but I knew that there could be nothing that could be done about it, except jerking off, and that I just didn't want to do.
Uncle Paul began to ram Sarah faster and faster. From the sounds I knew that he was just about to come. His body pounded harder and harder, and Sarah screamed louder and louder.
"I'm going to shoot!" My uncle suddenly shouted.
"Yes, yes," she cried. "Fill me up with your sweet jism. Shoot your come deep inside me. Fuck me, uncle, fuck me! Fuck me!"
The two of them went really wild as my uncle's cock exploded with hot bursts of creamy sperm. His cock and balls really went wild, and as she was having a wild orgasm, he withdrew his prick from Sarah's pussy and most of the cock juice spurted out and covered my sister. It flowed all over her body, and she wiped it over her tits with her hands.
"Oh, that was wonderful, wonderful," she panted. "Oh, Uncle Paul, that was beautiful. I loved it."
"So did I, precious," he told her. "I can't get over your change in feeling towards me. On the beach today, you seemed so cold and distant. I'm glad that you have changed. I'm glad that you now like me as much as I have always like you."
She was silent for a few moments and then when she spoke, she said something that made me realize just what I had done to her.
"You know, I've been thinking, Uncle, and I realize that I shouldn't have been afraid of you. It wasn't that I didn't like you, it was just that I had always been afraid of enjoying sex. I realize now that sex can be beautiful, no matter who the person is if you like him enough."
"You mean that just because I was your Uncle, you felt that you shouldn't? Is that what you are saying?"
"Yes," replied Sarah. "I thought that I shouldn't enjoy sex with you only because you are a relative, but now I feel different. Even this afternoon in the ocean I wanted you to fuck me. I wanted your cock and balls desperately, but I was afraid."
"You're not afraid anymore, are you?"
"Oh, no, Uncle Paul. I'm not afraid. I will never be afraid anymore."
It was this that made me realize what I had done. It was me that had convinced Sarah to have sex with our uncle. I had no idea that things would take this turn.
And that evening wasn't all. My sister Sarah and Uncle Paul had sex quite often after that. I knew, and I had a feeling that even Aunt Arlene knew what was going on. I am really very upset that I turned my thirteen-year-old sister into a nymphomaniac. That's what she is, doctor, isn't it? I feel terrible that I did this to her. If I hadn't convinced her that it was all right to have sex with someone, anyone, as long as both people wanted it.
CONCLUSION
I realized that David was a remarkable person. He took an extraordinary interest in his sister, and despite the fact that he, in fact, made her quite a bit less uptight, he felt that he was in some way responsible for her behavior.
True, he did fuck her, but I think that in a way, it was Sarah who really manipulated her brother into letting him think that he was seducing her. Sarah had already been a nymphomaniac, even before she had been given the green light by her brother, so to speak, and that he in no way should feel that he had done something terribly wrong.
I knew at once that David was not in further need of therapy, but that Sarah might be. I asked him if he would try to have her come to see me, but the girl refused. Under the circumstances, I understood that.
CASE HISTORY FOUR
Subject: Gloria B.
Age: Thirteen
INTERVIEW ONE
My notes show that this young girl is a hyperactive girl, the youngest member in a family of six. There are four children. She has two sisters who are much older than she is. She has a brother who is fourteen, a year older. It is this brother who has been the source of much consternation to her. He keeps tempting her into bed with him.
It is not exactly rape. But he threatens her with all sorts of vindications and tattlings, and so forth, if she does not do what he says. They have had sex on numerous occasions. Sometimes she enjoys it and sometimes she doesn't. But she was getting herself deeper and deeper into a fruitless relationship. She worried constantly about it. That's when she came to me.
Yes, Doctor, I... uh... well, I dont know what to say about this except, uh, Jimmy, my big brother, he, well, he's doing something to me that is really bad and I don't like it. Well, sometimes I like it, but I don't know what to do about it.
You see, well, I don't know how to tell you this, but we're doing something that if my mother found out, she'd kill me. She'd send us both to the looney bin. I mean, well, it's the worst thing you can possibly imagine. Yes... it's what you think it is. Yes, Doctor, I'm making it... with my brother!
(Here the patient breaks down and cries.) Well, now you know the awful truth. It's interfering with my studies and everything. And Jimmy, well, he's always there. I can't run away from him. I can't run away from this... this awful thing between us.
In study hall I just sit and think about it. And in class. The teacher calls on me and I can't answer, because I've been thinking about something else... about how we made it the night before, and whether Jimmy's gonna want to do it again tonight. I'm getting really scared, Doctor!
And, you know, sometimes I like it. I mean, I don't mind sex. In fact, I think it's a groove. But with my brother and all the time... It's getting to be a drag. And there's no future in it. Well, I'll tell you how it all began...
My brother and I have gone through a lot of changes lately. We used to play together when we were smaller. But since we've gone in junior high school, we've both made new friends and really drifted apart.
Well, our bodies have gone through a lot of changes, too. He'd gotten a lot bigger. And I started menstruating. You know. A lot of bloody changes, like I say. And it was obvious to my brother. Well, of course. I started having to wear a bra.
All this happened in the last year. Then too I kept noticing he'd be very embarrassed about... well, what he had between his legs. It would get bigger at the most inconvenient times. He'd have to get up suddenly from the dinner table and go to the bathroom.
At first I didn't pay any attention. But he'd have his napkin over his... well, you know... his crotch, and I started laughing one night, I thought it was so funny, but Daddy, well, he told me to shut up, and I did. But then I began wondering, and I told my girlfriends and then I knew what it was all about.
They laughed at me. They thought it was funny I didn't know. But they said he must have gotten aroused by looking at me and being around me. After all, I'm pretty nice-looking, I've been told. A lot of the boys in the room like me. In my class at school, I mean.
Well, like I say my brother was acting pretty peculiar and all. And I started being really attracted to a couple of guys at school. One boy that sat in front of me in math class for instance. He kept turning around and talking to me. Some other guys were looking up my skirt and down my blouse when I wasn't looking.
When I'd finally see them, I'd hit them with my math book. Well, it went on that way for a while. At the school dances that boy in class, his name was Clay, we'd dance real close. And I couldn't keep him out of my head, ever.
He walked me home one night after a dance and he kissed me goodnight. Oh, it was so nice. It was so groovy.
Then we started going together. We'd go out every Friday and Saturday night. Mom said we were too young, but I would get so mad, she'd let me. Daddy didn't say much, but he sure kept his eye on me.
Well, finally Clay gave me his class ring to wear and we were going steady. Finally, we started to neck and pet. I could hardly control myself. I knew we shouldn't do it. Everybody says you shouldn't pet. But it felt so good, I didn't think anything was wrong with it.
So we kept on necking and petting and finally one day, Clay .and I were sitting in his father's car. He had a permit to drive it, you know. Clay just sat and whipped out his dong and told me to feel it. I was afraid at first. Then I touched it and he told me how to masturbate him and make him come.
He told me how to make him feel real good. He said I was obligated to him, since I aroused him so much. Well, I didn't think I was obligated to him, but I did it just because I enjoyed doing it and it made him happy.
Then he taught me how to kiss it. How to lap around it with my tongue and suck on it. We had to be really careful because the cops like to come around and give kids jive about making out in cars. They always say they're going to take us in or tell our parents, or some such nonsense. Well, I didn't even want to eat him at first... that's what he called it... but I really learned to groove on his dick, so after a while that got to be a habit. After a date, we'd drive to this one quiet spot in the park and he'd whip his dick out and I'd lean over on top of his thigh and put the hot cock in my mouth and eat him.
Doc, I'm getting horny just telling you about it. Okay, I'll take my hand off my crotch. Yes, I know this is an office and there's no place for sex in an office.
Okay, Doc, yes, I understand. Ill try to tell it without getting horny. Well, anyway, after a while, I got tired of that and I wanted some pleasure too, so Clay he started rubbing me, rubbing my ass, first with my panties on, and then without, oh, Doc, yes, without. It felt so good without.
Well, anyway, he'd feel my clit. He taught me all about my clit and made it feel real fine. He'd rub it and rub it and I'd get in such a state. I'd be high, and I wouldn't have even smoked a joint, or nothing.
Well, then he'd stick a finger up my hole and he broke the skin of... you know, what do you call it, yeah, the hymen. Well, anyway, he'd stick in a finger and make it bigger and real juicy and it felt so good.
Then he'd dig his finger in and out and I'd nearly go through the ceiling of the car. Finally, it would get so he'd put in two and then three fingers. He'd go way deep and he'd make me all wet. He'd really arouse me and I would get so homy.
One night he got me so high that I finally came. It was so great. It was so wonderful. I had my first orgasm. We were both so happy.
After that, I would never let him stop until I had one. It always felt, so good. He finally started sucking me after a while and that felt unbelievably great.
He'd put a finger up my hole and begin sucking my clit. He'd suck all over my lovely pubic hair, then he'd jut a tongue in between my lips, you know, the lips down there, and he'd find my clit and pass his tongue all over it. It felt so alive.
It felt so fantastic and good. He'd lick and lick and suck and suck. He'd make it real wet. I'd feel these fantastic shots of electricity go through me. Wave after wave. I'd really get higher and higher. Finally he'd keep twanging away at my hole like he was twanging his guitar and I'd come and come and come.
Doc, there's nothing like it, I swear. So I'd bring him and he'd bring me and we'd both come and then we'd go home, feeling real fine. I'd come in singing from my date, along about twelve, which was curfew. And my brother would've just come in or he'd be home a little later and he'd wonder why I was so happy. That's when he probably got to thinking and put two and two together.
Well, the next step between Clay and I was to, well, you know we got half-nude in the car one night and he wanted to shove it in and I said, no, no, Clay, I had to think about it, you know, Doc. So Clay was kinda mad and we drove home and were real silent.
Well, all the next day I couldn't think of anything else, and how I really wanted to make it with him, I mean half the other girls in my class weren't virgins anymore and I thought it was about time to get it over with and find out what the whole thing was about.
Besides that, I wanted to keep Clay happy. It seemed like the natural thing to do. And I didn't want him going off to find some tail somewhere else. There were a lot of willin' girls out there, I knew. Clay was no slouch.
So the next night, we just drove automatically to our hiding-place and we started making out again. And it came time, and this time I said, yes, Clay, please, put it in, but be gentle, and so we got into a real good position, as best as we could get into in the front seat of a car. And I had to slip and slide my hips around to make it open properly so Clay could slip it in.
And finally I could feel him go up me. Oh, it felt so good. I thought, well, this is it. There should be trumpets sounding and drums rolling. This is a momentous occasion. It felt so funny, kind of like a fish up me. It tickled. But Clay, he had prepared me real well.
Some guys don't prepare girls at all, you know. Well, he took real good care of me.
Except that first time he was so excited that he came right away. He said it was my fault. That I made him so sexy he couldn't hold it back.
Well, like I say, he came and then he proceeded to blow me good. It felt so damn good.
Well, we like started a trend that night. I liked the trend, except that's all Clay seemed to think of. Every night after supper, if we'd had our homework done, Clay would come pick me up and we'd go out driving and find our place and go to it. We'd have sex right there every time. We'd suck and fuck and blow and come and go home again.
It got so we never did anything else. We wouldn't even go to a dance or go to the movies anymore. We'd just go out and fuck. That got to be a drag. It made me kinda mad too. I'd say to Clay to please take me out. I wasn't just for fucking and so he'd take me out just to appease me and then afterwards we would be back at our watering hole, as we used to call it.
One night we were right in the middle of it all, Clay was managing to take more time this time and he was going in kind of nice and smooth and slow and we were like right in the middle of fucking, and this car came up behind us with bright headlights on and everything and we were so startled and kind of scared. We thought it was the cops.
Well, we quick got up. Clay pulled it out and zipped up and I pulled down my skirt and pulled up my panties. That was about the time I decided to stop wearing panties, so I wouldn't have to yank them up in an emergency situation like that.
Well, this car pulled up, like I say, and Clay and I, we turned around and couldn't quite see who it was, but suddenly I thought it looked like my brother Jimmy's boyfriend's car. Yeah, it looked like Luke and another guy. Then I got real scared, 'cause I thought it was my brother. I got so frightened.
I mean, what if he went home and told, you know, my parents. That's just horrible. I mean, I didn't want anyone to find out. I was supposed to be a nice and proper girl. I was the smartest in my class, and one of the prettiest.
Well, if Jimmy told I would be a dead bird. I wouldn't every be able to go out again with Clay. Probably with any guy, for that matter, although I can't say I wanted to, since Clay was my guy and I liked only him.
But it would've ruined my social life, you know?
So the car drove slowly and went on past and this time I got a good look. I didn't want to show my face, I wanted to hide, but my brother he knows what kind of car Clay drives. He's seen it often enough.
And sure enough, there in the car was Jimmy and Luke. They just started and nodded. Luke was grinning from ear to ear, but Jimmy he wasn't. He was just looking and staring and finally the car up and pulled away very fast.
Clay and I just sat there. I was dumbfounded and scared shitless. Clay I think was scared too but he didn't show it. He just shrugged and said not to worry.
But he didn't understand what the consequences were. He wanted to do it again. But I was in a state of shock and just told him to drive me home. I wanted to get home before Jimmy got home, if I could.
I had to appear composed and together and not as if I'd spent all evening in the car. I tried to appear nonchalant about it.
When I got home I gave Clay a quick goodnight kiss and went in. I pretended to be very together as if nothing had happened. I was like stiff as a board and shaking all over.
Mom was still up and noticed I was acting a little peculiar and asked me if anything was wrong.
I said no, Mom, in fact just the opposite, I was fine. She didn't say anything, but I think she knew something was bothering me and so she just asked if I wanted a cup of hot cocoa. We were .sipping our hot cocoa when Jimmy came in.
I started getting like real nervous inside, but tried to be very much in control, real cool like, and he looked at me really closely as he sat down at the table, and I shot him a glance that said, Jimmy, my brother, if you say anything, I'll disown you, I'll never say anything to you again, I'll never speak to you, I'll never so much as look at you.
Well, he got the message, and mother said she was tired, after she finished her cocoa, and said she would toddle off to bed. She kissed us both goodnight. Jimmy doesn't like to be kissed goodnight and he sort of pulled away from her, frowning, but she understood and just kind of laughed and patted him on the head.
Well, I didn't laugh, I knew what was in store for me. So I just waited and when we heard the bedroom door slam upstairs, Jimmy started talking.
He said, Gloria, I know what you were doing in that car, but I want to hear it from you.' I looked him straight in the eye and I said, -snothing went on in that car that you'd be interested in, you little pig. I'm not afraid of you, so there! What were you doing, spying on us? You're a little sneak. What do you think you are, my policeman? You're nothing but a low-down spy.
Well, Doc, he didn't like what I said very much, and he said, with his hand rubbing his thigh, which I hardly noticed at first and then it started to bother me, he said, "Gloria, I'm gonna tell."
I said, "You're not going to tell. You aren't going to tell anybody. If you do, I'll kill you."
"You couldn't kill anybody, see? I'm bigger and stronger than you, see?"
"Even if you are bigger and stronger than me, you wouldn't dare hurt me. No guy hits a girl if they're man enough. It's cruel to hit a girl" He grabbed me by the scruff of the neck then and pulled me off chair. I knew he meant business.
Finally, he sat me down, and I was both scared and furious and everything. I still wasn't afraid he'd hurt me. I'd tell Mom and she'd tell Dad and Dad was still bigger and he could still fight him, still punish him, and get him in line. "I'm going to tell, Sis, unless you do one thing for me."
"I'm not going to do anything for you."
"Yes, you will, you bitch, you're going to eat me right now."
"Eat you? I'm not going to eat you. You're... you're crazy."
"So you know what that means, eh? You know how to eat a man, right? You eat Clay all the time, don't you. And that's not all."
"You aren't no man. And I don't do anything. I'm not ashamed of anything. And you don't know anything either."
"What's there to know? That you go out in that park and suck and fuck every night with Clay? Don't play dumb. It's all over the school."
"No, it's not," I said. "No one knows anything, because we don't do anything."
"Yes, you do. Don't be so stupid. Do you think Clay would screw a chick and not tell anyone? All you need to do is tell one person and it's common gossip the next day. But let me tell you something, I don't want it goin' around that my Sis is a slut, and not get a cut in too. I mean, I want some compensation for having a sister with such a bad reputation."
"You make me sick. I don't have a bad reputation. I have a boyfriend. It's perfectly respectable to have a boyfriend."
"It's not perfectly respectable to suck and fuck them. You're only fourteen, you know."
"What do you do with your girlfriends."
"That's my business."
"Then Clay is my business, and not yours."
"Listen, Gloria. Let me make it perfectly clear to you. Either you suck me right now or I'll go march up right now to that bedroom where Dad and Mom are sleeping and tell them. I'm going to tell them that you're a slut. Period. I'm going to tell them what I saw tonight. I saw you two fucking. I got a clear view. I got a clear picture of you two, nude below the waist. Suck me or I'll tell."
Doc, he had a real big hard-on. I realized it wasn't his thigh he was rubbing, but his damned cock that was so -huge, it was lying halfway up his thigh. It looked extraordinarily large. I caught a glimpse of it and could do nothing but stare. He saw me looking and he whipped it out. He whipped it right out there for me to see. I couldn't believe it. It was huge. And that he'd whip it out and show his little sister right there, was more than I could imagine.
He said, "Rub it," or I'll go up right now and tell them."
Well, Doc, I was really in a dither. Not only was I spittin' sure he would tell, but his big dong really turned me on. I really wanted a go at it, I must confess.
But everything you're always taught at home and school and Sunday School said it was wrong. But it looked so good, and the thing looked so easy to perform, all my feelings ran against what I was taught. .
So suddenly I put my hand out and touched the thing. It really turned me on. I took it in my hand. It felt like jutting hard rubber. I palmed it like Clay taught me how to do. It tickled my hand.
I played with it with my fingers. Finally Clay said softly, he was really getting turned on, you know, he said, "Take it in your mouth."
Honestly, Doc, I cant describe to you how I felt. I was so excited, but I didn't want to be intimidated either. Still, I WAS scared, I admit, that my parents would find out what I'd been doing all along with Clay. And they'd trusted me so, I'd never be able to go out again.
So I kneeled down beside him and took his huge lump in my mouth, slowly at first. I let my tongue wander all over it. I was terribly excited and very hungry for it.
I'd been getting used to sex every night with Clay, and since the boys had come and sprung up on us, Clay and I had never finished, so I was sort of horny. Not sort of. VERY.
So I stopped my tongue going up and down on it. Instead, my mouth and lips closed down over his dick and I began sucking like mad. I love the feel of a dick in my mouth. Well, Doc, his dick just filled my whole mouth, and it felt so good.
It sort of filled up a hunger inside me, deep inside me. It was as if all along I'd been wantin' to eat my big brother's cock. I'm a fuckin' cocksucker of my brother, that's all I am!
Well, he swooned and moaned. I kept pulling the ding-dong out of my mouth to shush him up so he wouldn't wake Mom and Dad up. He'd just nod and jam my head and mouth down again on his cock.
So I sucked and sucked some more and he held my head down and jutted his dick into my mouth. I sucked and sucked and licked all around the shaft and around the glans and down to the balls. It was so exciting. I couldn't get enough of my brother's balls.
I licked all over and under them. I thought I must really be pleasing him the way I sucked and licked. Then I licked all the way up the shaft again. My brother's dick was getting as hard as a rock now. It was really stone hard.
He moaned harder and thrust his dick into my wet mouth faster and faster. He went in and out so fast I could hardly keep up with him. I just kept slobbering saliva on him and licking away.
Then he came. He thrust his groin against my face and poured a stream, a huge, gigantic stream of hot, wet semen into my mouth and I took it all. I wanted to spit it out at first but he forced me to swallow it. I nearly choked.
I'd done it for Clay, but I wasn't about to do it for my brother, until he made me.
Well, I gagged it down. It wasn't all half bad. My brother zipped up his fly and sat down again, real fatigued like.
"Well," he said. "I knew you could suck cock. I didn't know you were THAT good. Just for being such a good cocksucker, I won't tell Mom and Dad you do that for Clay all the time. Okay, Sis?"
He seemed nicer, but he was still looking at me kind of funny. I just sort of collapsed on my chair, and licked my lips and tasted the sweet, seemy stuff that had been the residue of Jimmy's juice.
I smiled at him. He patted me on the shoulder.
Then he got up to go and he said, "That is, I won't tell them if you do it with me tomorrow night."
He turned and started to leave, and I jumped up and grabbed his arm and I said. "No, Jimmy, I won't sleep with you. That's enough. A blow-job. That was the deal."
He pulled his arm sharply away and he whispered real ferociously like. "Who's makin' the rules around here, Sis? Huh? I'm makin' the rules. You know why? 'Cause I'm the one that saw you and Clay makin' it and I can STILL tell everything. I won't let you soon forget that."
He ran upstairs. He left me at the bottom of the stairs just sick.
INTERVIEW TWO
During the second session, Gloria was very nervous and her mind seemed to keep wandering. I was beginning to get really worried about her. She kept losing her train of thought. I was beginning to think she was losing her mind as well.
She continued her story. Here it is, as best as I have pieced together her rambling thoughts. It appears here more coherent than it was delivered.
Yes, well, Doctor, where was I... oh, yes, I didn't yet tell you how Jimmy... he's my brother, you know, actually seduced me. Yes, well, the next night, my parents went out. I was really upset. I kept asking my mother if she couldn't stay home tonight. She kept asking me why. I told her that I couldn't tell her why, but only that I was feeling rotten.
I added that she had to understand it was the truth I was feeling rotten because I hadn't even gone out with Clay that night. I came right home from school. Clay kept calling me and wondering what was wrong. He was missing our nightly fuck. I told him I couldn't tell him just then, but that I was feeling lousy. He kept calling me back. He didn't understand. He'd ask me if it had to do with the previous night. I said I couldn't talk.
Jimmy was in the next room. I imagined he was craning his head to hear every word.
Finally my parents insisted I go to bed early and get a lot of sleep and rest. They thought I was just overtired. They said they wanted to be understanding, but that the dinner engagement was just too important for them to miss. Daddy's career and all, you know.
Well, I wonder what would have happened if I'd told them that their son was about to rape me. I imagine they would have found that important enough to stay home for to prevent.
It wasn't exactly going to be a raping, since I'd already planned to cooperate. But I was sure scared. I had to do it, because I didn't want any tales told out of school. Or in either, that's for sure.
So my parents left. They didn't have to carry me screaming and hollering to my bedroom, but that's what it felt like.
To make a long story short, as soon as they left, my brother he walks over to me and says, "Well?"
"Well, what?" I wanted to say, but I sure as hell knew. He held out his hand and I begrudgingly took it. I hated it. I felt like screaming and hollering, but I walked with him upstairs.
Once I broke away and ran to my room and tried to lock the door before he could get in. That's what I should've done in the beginning. But he held the door open until I couldn't keep him shut out any more. I let him in. I was crying.
"Look, Sis," he said. "Why not just cooperate? I mean, I don't have to go to bed with you, you know. But you know I'll tell Mom and Dad on you if we don't make it tonight? So why not just hang in there? It'll soon all be over with. Okay? Get undressed."
I got undressed. I was very shy. I'd never even been completely undressed with Clay. Only half. And the light in the car was always so dim, we never saw much of each other anyway.
So I turned around and sort of half sobbed as I took all but my underwear off. Then I thought to myself, well, Gloria, if you have to go through with things, you may as well enjoy it, seeing as how well you like sex and all.
So I turned around just in time to see Jimmy's big dick spring up as he took his jock strap off. He told me he's so big he always has to wear it.
Well, anyway, he got all his clothes off and turned toward me. He reached over and took my hand real gently, and pulled me over to the bed. He sat on the edge of the bed and started to take my panties and bra off, real slow like.
Honestly, Doctor, he was so gentle, it was like he was my boyfriend or something. You'd never once thought he was blackmailing me into going to bed with him. 'Cause that's the word for it, isn't it?
Well, there I was all bare and fleshy and naked in front of my brother. And I saw him look at me with those big eyes of his and he said, "Sis, when we used to play together as kids, I always treated you just like one of the boys. I didn't dream in a million years, you'd turn out like this. Sis, you're just scrumptious. You're so voluptuous. Look at those beautiful breasts. They're so mean and full and beautiful. And those nipples."
He reached up and squeezed my breast. It was funny, Doc, but I felt beautiful in front of my brother. He made me feel so womanly. But that only complicated matters later.
He pulled me to him gently and slowly and buried his head in my titties. He latched onto my nipple with his teeth and bit me till I squirmed and got real horny and the nipple got erect.
Then he sucked my nipple for a long time, and then the other one too. Oh, it felt so good. His hands weren't quiet for a minute. They went over my belly and into my pubic hair and found my little clit. I must say my brother, even at age fifteen is well-versed in the art of sex.
He found the right place and massaged it till I just collapsed with desire. All my effort not to be aroused disappeared. I spread my legs and just let him work me into a tremendous desire.
He rubbed and rubbed and put a middle finger up my cunt hole. He jabbed again and again into my pussy and made it thick with all the juices there. Oh, I felt so horny.
I'm telling you, Doc, in that moment, there was nothing more that I wanted than to go to bed with my brother. I didn't even want Clay in that moment. I didn't even think of him.
Can you imagine? He rolled over into the bed and pulled me down with him. He began kissing me deeply. I still remember how he dove his finger into my pussy and his tongue deep into my mouth. He aroused me so. I was putty in his hands.
He kissed my ears and ear-lobes. He kissed my mouth. He sucked on my tongue. He sucked on my tits. He kissed my navel and dug his tongue in. He kissed his way across my belly. He went down into my pubic hair and began licking my clit. He rammed his tongue up my vagina.
I was spread-eagled on the bed. I couldn't think of anything more than my keen desire for my brother. I even wanted him to come in me before he thought of it.
I told him to stop sucking and put it in. I couldn't wait any longer. He sort of laughed and said, "So you're crying for my hungry cock already, are you Sis? Well, I thought you'd break down sooner or later. The girls at school all like my big cock. They'd give anything to get in bed with me. But I'm very particular. I want only my beautiful Sis, that everyone says had such lovely big tits and a solid, swinging ass."
He sang his dick in my pussy just then, and oh, it felt so good. He went deep inside the pussy muscles and I held him there just like a glove. It felt so damn good. He withdrew his fancy big prick and thrust it in again, sharply. And oh, Doc, how I loved it.
Then he just lay on me sideways, real easy and relaxed like, and he pushed it in and out, in and out, and I met his every thrust with another thrust of my own. Clay had trained me really well. As well as can be in a car, that is.
Well he thrust and withdrew, thrust and withdrew. I was moaning and groaning and he was too. He leached around suddenly and shoved his middle finger up my asshole, before you could say Tom Thumb.
Well, even Clay had never done that to me. I'd never even thought about it before. It never occurred to me that someone could shove a finger up your asshole and it would turn you on. Well, that was not all I learned. Now I know that dicks fit up your asshole too. Jimmy taught me that. I learned that on another night.
Well, his finger up my asshole just really turned me to putty. He brought his hand around and between our sweaty, banging groins. He stimulated my clitoris and sent me through the ceiling to a climax.
I climaxed with my brother! I couldn't believe it. I guess, even though I was so worried, he just turned me on so damn much!
Well, then was the time he really started whammying it up me and reaming his hands all over my body. He pronged my mouth with his wet dreamy tongue and my craving pussy with his thick dick.
He thrust really fast like he was about to come. It was so exciting. I tried to stay with him and meet every thrust. I really tried to follow him. We were really a good couple in bed, Doc, I have to admit. I just wished he wasn't my brother. I knew it had to end sometime.
Well, he came and he filled my teeming pussy with spurts of juice like you'd never imagine. It was really something. I felt him come, I felt his juice spurt against the walls of my pussy, and it like, like, Doc, it felt so good it really satisfied me deep down, it satisfied this aching and craving for something. I never knew what it was before, but that's what it was.
It was burning hot juice on my steaming pussy walls. We both laughed and groaned, it felt so good and we rolled over and over.
We horseplayed after that. I rolled his dick and balls around. He already had another erection. He said he always had an erection. Or a half erection. He said a lot of guys his age did. It embarrassed him a lot at times, I guess.
We horseplayed some more and then he taught me how to do sixty-nine. I never knew before, but Clay had told me about sixty-nine. That's mutual joint eating of each other, in case you didn't know, Doc. Oh, you know? Stick to the subject? Well, I am. Doc, what's that I see between your legs? I'm really turning you on, aren't I? I know, that would be a real problem, to go to bed with your own doctor. That's okay, Doc, I understand. I mean, after you make it with your brother, your own brother, what else is there? Except your father, I mean...
Well, we turned around so my feet were at his face and vice versa. Then he began his expert sucking of my pussy and I began my sucking of his big dick. I sucked and sucked and rolled his nuts around in my palm.
He rammed up his tongue up my asshole, my puckered asshole. Then he pushed it up my pussy hole. He tongued my clit and rolled it all over, between the lips.
He set up a fire within me. I pushed down hard on his face and on the mattress. I braced my heels against the bed and pushed my knees as far apart as I could get them. I moved up and down and up and down, like it was his big stick in my pussy and not his tongue on my clit.
I was about to come again. The waves just kept coming up and up and up and then pouring down, down, down all over me. It was so grand.
CONCLUSION
My patient described to you precisely her dilemma. What began as blackmail was turning into a fullblown love affair. She kept saying that sometimes it was a drag, and sometimes she didn't enjoy it, but I didn't believe it.
CASE HISTORY FIVE
Subject: Marcus J.
Age: Fourteen
INTERVIEW ONE
This patient was certainly a most good looking young man of ordinary size for his age group. His face was perfectly formed and I found myself reminded by his profile of a splendid statue. I knew that he was the kind of young man who would be sought out by young women and would be admired by the males in his peer group. His body was lean but muscular and he was impeccably dressed in a white turtleneck sweater and neatly creased khaki pants. Except for the worried look on his handsome face, Mark --as he asked me to call him -looked like the ideal American boy.
"There's something terribly wrong with me, Doc. I'm really worried about it. You see, I'm captain of the basketball team and president of the student council and all the kids look up to me. My teachers tell me that I have to set a good example for the other kids and I've always tried to do so.
But recently, Doc, I'm really feeling scared of girls. Now, don't get me wrong, I'm not queer or anything and I always had a lot of girlfriends, until -until it happened.
I didn't tell the school counselor everything because I didn't want to get the girls in trouble. My Dad always told me to be a gentleman and ratting on a bunch of girls isn't very mannerly.
But I think what happened really fouled up my life, Doc. It's changed me, made me a different guy.
See, I was going with a girl named Rhonda. We've been going kind of steady since were were twelve. Kid stuff, you know. But it was getting heavy and I was getting scared. Like, I really wanted to fuck Rhonda --we necked and she would suck off my cock -but she said if I put my cock inside her, I'd have to commit myself -to her, that she'd want to be going steady with me, with the understanding that we'd get engaged when we were old enough.
Hell, Doc, I don't want to be engaged -I don't want to get hung up so soon with any one girl and besides, my folks would kill me. My Mom is always telling me not to commit myself to any girl, not yet. She says I've got a great future and I should be free.
So, I broke up with Rhonda. I guess a lot of girls were glad to see that, although they pretended to be sad for Rhonda -but they sure made themselves available right away.
Well, there was this new girl in class -they only moved into town a year ago --and her name is Sue Ann. She's cute and nice and smart and I thought I'd like to take her out. I knew she came from a fatherless family and that she had four sisters and she seemed like a real nice girl. I even told my folks about her before I took her out that Friday night.
I arrived at her house early, like I've been taught to do, so I could go in and meet her Mom. Her Mom was real nice to me, and a real good-looker, too. I was surprised that a Mom of a kid my age was so young looking and so hip. She was like one of the kids herself. She worked hard as an insurance saleswoman and supported all five girls - SueAnn, she's fourteen, Roxanne, she's thirteen, Mary Ann, she's twelve, Lucy who's - ten and Linda, who's nine. They are all really pretty girls, blonde and thin, with wonderful smiles and good senses of humor. My Mom always told me to look a woman with a sense of humor.
Well, I met the family and I guess I impressed Sue Ann's Mom, Alberta, a lot. She asked me to bring Sue Ann home after the movie and she would fix a snack for us. Well, my allowance is pretty limited, so I was happy to hear that I wouldn't have to spend five dollars in the malt shop after the movie and I accepted her invitation.
At the drive-in movie, I did the usual kind of thing that guys do. You know, Doc. I put my arm around Sue Ann and started nuzzling and kissing her cheek until she turned her face and let me kiss her on the mouth. I started pushing my hot tongue against her lips until she opened her mouth and let me kiss her deep, frenching. I put my hand on her waist and moved it up until it was just below her full, ripe breast and she didn't stop me so I started rubbing my palm across her tit until I felt her little nipple hardening.
Well, my cock was getting hard. Usually girls give you a little bit of a hard time but Sue Ann wasn't giving me any problem at all.
I slipped my hand up under her shirt and she didn't have a bra on. I felt her hot breast and started rubbing the nipple with my finger while I was plunging my hot tongue into her hungry mouth. I felt sure I would be able to fuck this girl and it excited me a lot.
I lifted up her shirt and started sucking on her hard, hot nipple and she was moaning. She put her hand on my thigh and started feeling for my stiff pecker. She got her hand around it and started stroking it under my pants.
I thought I was going to shoot off right away -I mean, most girls my age won't let you fuck them, at least not right away, not on the very first date.
I ran my hand up her skirt and found her crotch. Her panties were soaking wet. I rubbed my palm against the sticky hot material until she spread her legs for me and then I pushed my fingers under the pants and found her hot twat and rubbed the whole slippery, hot area with my fingers, poking one finger in and out her cunt. All the years I had gone with Rhonda, she'd never let me finger-fuck her cunt.
Well, I had my mouth on Sue Ann's tit, her nipple stiff as a rod against my tongue and my finger was deep inside her hot, dripping cunt. Her hand was working up and down my thick prick and I thought I was going to bust if I couldn't stick it up her pussy.
I took my cock out and put it in her hand. She smiled at me sweetly and leaned over, sucking the head of my cock. I was wild, thinking that I could shoot off in this beautiful girl's hot cunt and I was jabbing two stiff fingers up her cunt. Her cunt seemed to open up for me, wanting me inside it. The lining was soft as satin and hot, really hot. I knew she was ready to take my hot prick up inside her.
I got on the floor of the car, between her legs and started sucking her tits real hard while I took my cock in one hand and pushed her wet panties aside with the other, rubbing my hot cock head along the slit until I found her hole. I pushed against the cunt hole and Sue Ann moaned again and held my head tightly against her tits, shoving her hard nipple as far into my mouth as she could.
"Fuck me, Mark," she was groaning, "Fuck my hot cunt with with your big cock. I want to feel your big throbbing cock up my cunt."
I plunged into her cunt and it seemed to open up for me to get inside and when my cock was all the way in, banging against her cervix, her cunt clamped on it and I had to really pull my cock hard to get it in and out of the tight channel.
She was boiling hot, hot enough to blister my cock, and I was fucking her real hard, my balls slamming up against her wet panties as I slammed my thick prick in and out of her.
It was terrific and I started yelling out.
"I love to fuck your cunt, Sue Ann, I love your big, hot cunt. Feel my stiff cock in your cunt."
Her cunt wails were dilating fiercely and grabbing my cock with every thrust and pretty soon my balls filled up to the point of bursting and I groaned.
"I'm gonna come in your cunt, -Sue Ann, I'm gonna come in hot, sweet cunt."
And my balls exploded and the jism shot out of my cock into her cunt, which was still squeezing and sucking my hot prick.
I leaned my head against her big tits. I was out of breath from the terrific fuck and I was exhausted.
"The movie's over," Sue Ann said coldly, "Let's go home."
I drove her back to her house in silence.
The only thing that she said to me at all was, "You've got a big cock, Mark, how long is it."
I told her it was almost nine inches when it was stiff and seemed to be getting thicker every year.
"I like big cocks," she smiled. "We all like big cocks."
I thought she meant that all girls, everywhere, liked big cocks but that wasn't what she meant at all. So I found out when I got her home.
Her Mom had prepared a nice snack of grilled cheese sandwiches and cola and we ate and talked a lot with her Mom and her sisters. They all seemed to like me.
I wondered how Sue-Ann felt, her panties all sticky with my hot jism which must be cold and slimy now against her thighs. I figured she would want to go to the bathroom and wash up.
I was right. She excused herself and disappeared into the back part of the house. The littlest sisters, Lucy and Linda, excused themselves to go to bed. They looked so cute in their little lace nightgowns, their slender little girl bodies showing through the lace.
The other sisters, Roxanne and Mary Ann, sat with me in the dining room while Sue Ann's Mom, Alberta, went into the kitchen to do the dishes.
We were talking about school stuff and laughing a lot when I felt a hand on my cock. It was Squeezing and stroking it. I couldn't tell whose hand it was -Roxanne was on one side and Mary Ann on the other. They both were pretty girls and neither one of them looked like she was jerking off my cock, their faces were smiling nicely and they kept on talking and laughing.
I felt my cock getting harder and harder under the talented fingers of whoever was jerking me off.
Then, suddenly, I felt my zipper come down and my cock and balls were in the palm of somebody's hand being massaged squeezed. I nearly creamed right then but I was So stunned and trying to figure out which one of the girls was stroking me that I held my jism back.
All of a suddenly there was one hand squeezing my balls and another hand stroking my cock --they must both have their hands under the table, I thought, and I looked to see if their Mom was safely in the kitchen before I put my hands into their laps to rub their pussies in return.
I was surprised to find they had already lifted up their nightgowns and their sweet, satin pussies were hot and swollen, waiting for my fingers. I pushed my fingers, on each hand, into their cunts.
They smiled happily as I finger-fucked them and they played with my cock and balls. My prick was to its full length, excited by this wild experience when Alberta, their Mom came back in the room. I pulled my hands quickly out of their hot pussies and pretended to be calmly drinking my soda but the girls didn't stop stroking my prick and balls. I was truly astonished when Roxanne looked up and her Mom and smiled. "He's got a big prick, Mom," she said. "That's good," her Mom replied and continued drying her hands on the kitchen towel. Her Mom folded the damp towel over the back of a chair and looked calmly at her daughter. "Is it hard?"
"Stiff as a board" Mary Ann, jerking her hand faster on my cock. "Let's get started," their Mom, Alberta, said and unfastened her negligee and dropped it to the floor. I had never seen an older grown woman naked before, certainly not a woman as beautiful as Alberta. Her breasts were big and firm and her mat of pubic hair was thick and luxurious. I could see her swollen red-lipped cunt peeking at me from under the tangled cunt-hair. Alberta came around to my side of the table and swung me and my chair away from the table's edge. She was a strong woman, I could see that, but my real interest was in her hot and gaping cunt as she straddled my legs and lowered her hot cunt onto my stiff prick.
Her daughters watched, smiling, probing their own little hot cunts with their sticky fingers. Alberta pushed her stiff, hard nipple into my mouth and rode her cunt up and down my cock until I was about to burst, my jism was just on the verge of spurting.
Suddenly she got off my cock, leaving my stiff prick quivering and aching, glistening with her cunt-juice. She reached into the bowl on the table and took out a ring. "Put this on your cock," she ordered, "And push it up right up to the root."
My cock was aching something awful, wanting to shoot my hot jism but I obeyed the strong, older woman and I stretched the elastic band and pulled it painfully over my aching, throbbing cock.
"That'll keep you up," she said. "There is nothing more boring than a cock that won't stand up."
I looked down at my cock, shivering and quivering, aching to shoot off its load of jism.
"You'll stay hard all night," she promised and I groaned, wanting to come.
"Let me ride it, Mom," Roxanne begged and her Mom nodded as the younger girl straddled my prick and moved her body up and down on it, urging me to lick her almost non-existent tits as she did so. I was amazed that such a young girl could take my big prick up her cunt but Roxanne seemed to have no trouble.
I saw Alberta, their Mom, kneel between the legs of her twelve year old daughter, Mary Ann and press her face hungrily into the girl's little cunt, licking and sucking the girl's stiff pink clit.
"Oh," Mary Ann said, delighted, "that's good, Mommy, I love it when you eat me out. Please suck my clit until I come."
Alberta lifted her daughter off the chair so the, girl was standing and as she sucked the girl's hot box, she fingered the crack of the girl's tiny ass until I could see her probing her girl's tight asshole with her finger, fucking the girl's ass gently as she sucked her clit.
Doc, I thought my balls were going to burst as I watched them and I felt Roxanne fucking her young cunt on my big prick.
When the .little girl, Mary Ann, was groaning and screaming, "Suck me, Mommy, suck my cunt, make me come, I want to cream all over your face." I saw her mother's tongue work furiously on the tiny pink clit and the girl shuddered and arched her back and her tiny nipples grew real stiff and her sweet cunt juice poured across her mother's face.
I wanted to do the same thing, I wanted to shoot my hot wad into the girl who rode my cock, I wanted to splatter her hot cunt walls with my boiling semen but the-cock ring held my prick upright and I couldn't come.
I moaned loudly.
"I like riding your prick," Roxanne consoled me and lifted herself momentarily to give my hairy balls and painful squeeze before she rammed my prick back into her cunt, "Your prick is real big and hard. You're the best boyfriend that Sue Ann ever brought home."
After a few more thrusts up and down my aching prick, the girl stopped, my cock imbedded fully in her little hot cunt. She reached down between her legs and stroked her hot, stiff clit, rubbing it in a circular motion with her finger until her tiny tit stiffened in my mouth and her little cunt grabbed and squeezed my cock furiously and her cunt-juice spilled all across the front of my best pants.
My rod was screaming to come but all I could think of right then was my Mom's expression when she saw a girl's cream on the front of my pants.
"My pants," I yelled, "My Mom'll kill me."
"Take them off," Alberta said, her face glistening with the slippery juices of her daughter, "they're wash and wear. We'll toss them in the machine downstairs."
I stood up, my huge hot prick bobbing angrily in front of me and Alberta, Sue Ann's Mom, pulled down my pants and shorts and threw them on the floor.
"Take off your shirt," she ordered, "take off your shirt, boy, I want to see your naked body."
I took off my shirt, my hands shaking as I unfastened the buttons. I wanted to run out of there, Doc, I wanted to rip off that damned cock ring and run like hell.
I mean it, Doc, I was so scared in life -I had a feeling that these women were really going to work me over. Now, I love a good fuck but with my big prick aching to come and this group of beautiful women determined that I was going to service all of them... I knew I was trouble. But I was too polite to run.
I told the patient, regretfully, that our time was up but I suggested that he try not to think about the episode until I could arrange an appointment time for him to see me again. I promised him that I would try to help him with his fear of women, brought on by the experience he had recently had.
Mark left the office reluctantly and I could see there was still great fear and anxiety in his face. I offered him an appointment the very next day so we could continue our conversation. I told him that I had to know the details of the entire experience before we could begin to work constructively on solving his unique problem.
Mark promised me that he would return on time the following day.
INTERVIEW TWO
Mark was anxiously pacing my waiting room when I came back from the clinic to my office. He was half an hour early but his face was intensely worried that I offered to see him early. He eagerly entered the office and sat stiffly in the chair facing me, his eyes hurt and bewildered.
I encouraged to pick up the story where he left off.
Doc, I was scared but my Dad always told me to be polite to older women and I was afraid to tear off the excruciating cock-ring and run off. I was also scared that maybe they would say I had raped them or something, other guys had warned me about that kind of thing.
So I stood in the middle of the room, completely nude, my big prick aching and throbbing as the cock-ring held it firmly erect.
Roxanne was naked, too, her budding and undeveloped cunt were hot and ready. She lay down on the floor with her younger sister, Mary Ann. I saw Roxanne press her face into Mary Ann's swollen little-girl pussy, licking her clit while Mary Ann squealed with delight.
Their Mom, Alberta, lay on her belly on the floor and began to lick the steaming pussy of Roxanne, whose cunt was still inflamed and pulsing from her long fuck on my aching, nine inch cock.
Alberta looked up at me and told me to stick my prick in her from behind.
I got between her legs and found her cunt-hole, gaping and boiling, with the end of my big prick and I plunged in, bouncing my big, hairy balls against her well-developed buttocks. It was wonderful being in a grown woman's big and bushy cunt. She knew how to suck my cock with her cunt muscles until I was nearly crying with wanting to shoot off.
At this moment, when Roxanne was sucking off her sister Mary Ann and Alberta, their mother, was sucking Mary Ann's hot little cunt while I fucked Alberta's big, blazing box, Sue Ann came into the room.
She smiled sweetly at me, like an angel, her blonde hair ruffled from undressing. I could see her whole body for the first time. Her breasts were nearly full and she had a distinct hipline, unlike her little sisters. Her cunt was fuzzy with silky new hair and her pink cunt lips pouted and glistened as she walked toward me.
She smiled at her mother, Alberta, whose big cunt I was fucking from behind.
"Started without me, huh?" She ruffled her Mom's hair with great affection.
"I'm sure," her Mom kidded back, there's a place to join in."
Sue Ann considered the situation and ordered me to pull my thick cock out her Mom's big cunt. I pulled out, my prick throbbing and bobbing and aching something terrible.
"I want to shoot off," I begged.
"If you shoot off," Sue Ann said, "How do I know that you'll get your prick back up? After, all you have to service a lot of cunts."
She smiled at my aching, throbbing blood red cock, its stiffness tourniqueted by the cock- ring, and squeezed my overflowing balls affectionately.
Sue Ann urged her Mom to raise her ass and Sue Ann slipped her beautiful blonde between her Mom's legs and, lying on her back, she pulled her Mom's big buttocks down and sucked furiously on her Mom's big cunt.
"Oooo," her Mom said with appreciation, "you have such a talented tongue, darling, I love it when you lick my hot clit."
Sue Ann motioned me to mount her and ram my throbbing, aching dong into her little juicy slit.
I fucked the beautiful blonde girl, staring straight into her Mom's big buttocks as Sue Ann sucked her Mom's cunt. Alberta, their Mom, was sucking off Roxanne and Roxanne had her hot tongue in her little sister, Mary Ann.
I thought I was going to bust in two, my balls must have been as big as basketballs!
I could hear the other girls moaning and groaning and their little legs jerked spasmatically as they shot off their sweet cunt-juices in each other's mouth.
Directly in front of me, I could see Sue Ann's Mom, Alberta, beginning to shudder, her big buttocks shivering, exposing her dilating little brown asshole as she pressed her big clit deeper and deeper into her daughter's hungry mouth.
"Oooo, baby," Alberta hollered to her oldest daughter, "I love your mouth on my cunt, suck it, baby, let me fuck your mouth until I cream all over you."
I saw her thick and swollen cunt lips, glimmering with cascading juices, slapping against Sue Ann's young beautiful face and I saw the shower of woman come fall across Sue Ann's flushed cheeks as her mother creamed all over her face.
I was still furiously pumping my screaming, aching organ into Sue Ann's hot cunt and thinking that I was going to absolutely explode into a million pieces if these women didn't let me come!
"Please, please, please," i begged, "please let me shoot off. I promise you I'll get it up again. I promise!"
Sue Ann pushed me off her and looked at me, sprawled on the floor, her Mom's thick cunt juices shimmering on her face.
"You better get it up again," she ordered, "or you'll have a lot of trouble on your hands."
I didn't know what that meant -but Doc, I didn't care. I think I would've signed up for ten years on the chain gang if they would just let my aching prick shoot off!
Sue Ann roughly hooked one finger under the cock ring and pulled it off. My cock was throbbing and so sensitive I thought she was taking off the skin with it!
"OHHHHH... "
I was hollering. I scrambled to ram my prick into her cunt again. But she stood up quickly and bent over. I didn't know where to put my prick.
"Here," she said, "fuck me from behind, dog-style."
I hurriedly probed her glistening slit with my hot prick, finding her tight little cunt-hole and plunging furiously into it.
"Don't come too fast," she warned me.
I was yelling from the excitement, my prick was unbound, able to shoot off and actually . slamming its blood gorged nine inches into the hot cunt of a beautiful girl.
"Take my hot cock," I was screaming, "Take all of it, I'm going to fuck your cunt so hard my prick will come out of your throat!"
Sue Ann's Mom knelt in front of her daughter and licked the girl's hard, hot clit while I fucked her tight cunt, in and out, in and out. I was just about to shoot my long-held wad when I felt Roxanne's hot little tongue rimming the edge of my asshole, driving inside the muscle, massaging my aching glans with her hot, wet, stiff tongue.
My nuts blew up and exploded into the shaft of my big cock. My cock jerked furiously inside Sue Ann's tight cunt and I shot a wad of jism -Geez, Doc, it must have been a quart! -inside Sue Ann's hungry cunt.
Just as I shot, Sue Ann's Mom was sucking the girl's clit to orgasm and I felt Sue Ann's cunt grabbing and sucking at my wilting cock, milking it dry, sucking it all out, pumping until my prick was so small and withered that it fell out of her cunt.
Sue Ann continued holding onto her Mom's pretty head and pushing her Mom's hot mouth on her throbbing little clit. I could see the juice running out of Sue Ann's cunt, my quart of jism and her own flooding cunt juices, spilling furiously all over her Mom's face.
Sue Ann's Mom licked her daughter's worn cunt, sucking up all the juice and cleaning up every inch of my jism and Sue Ann's cunt juice. Her face was glistening with come as she looked up at me.
"You up again yet?"
She smiled politely at me and looked with disdain at my wilted, aching cock. I never had such a come in my life and my cock was quite ready to retire for the evening.
It was quickly apparent that these girls and woman wouldn't let it, however. Suddenly the twelve-year-old Mary Ann was between my legs, licking and sucking at my balls. She took my big, hairy nuts inside her hot little mouth and teased them with her tongue.
But my cock just lay there, exhausted.
"I can't wait forever," Alberta, their Mom, said with disgust as she watched her little girl sucking on my balls, trying to get my cock erect. Mary Ann ran her soft little hands along the tender underside of my cock, working in vain to get me up.
Alberta walked to the coffee table and pulled out a hidden drawer under the marble top. She pulled out a long, curved rubber thing. It was like two big pricks, hooked together at the roots. It was accurate in every detail, veined and stiff.
She handed it to Sue Ann, who held it in her slender young hand as she licked and sucked her Mom's tits and rubbed her Mom's pink clit until it was big and hard. Then she took the double-ended dildo and inserted it, with a hard shove, up her Mom's hot, gaping cunt.
Mary Ann, the younger girl, was still licking and sucking my balls and playing with my cock. But my cock was worn out and it wouldn't stand up.
When Alberta, the girl's Mom, had the dildo up her hot cunt, its other end protruding out and curving toward the ceiling, she looked like a well built, big-breasted woman with a huge prick jutting from her thick mass of pubic hair. It was an amazing sight, Doc!
She turned her older daughter, Sue Ann, around and entered her tight pink cunt from the rear. The dildo was big and I wondered if it would fit into the slender channel -but it did all the way up to Alberta's thick cunt hair. I could see the mother's cunt hair slapping up against her daughter's buttocks as she fucked her, her big hands massaging the blonde girl's tits to erection as Sue Ann rubbed her own pink clit furiously.
This so excited Roxanne, the thirteen year old sister, that she straddled my face and pressed her hot, hairless, little box into my face. I had never sucked a cunt before and I was really started by the soft satiny feel of the girl's pink cunt lips against my face and by the sweet, musky smell of her cunt hole, so tiny I wondered if I could even get a finger in it.
I watched the motions that Sue Ann's hot finger was making on her stiff clit and I tried to do the same thing with my tongue on Roxanne's tiny clit, feeling her cunt walls get hotter and wetter and her juices begin to slide into my mouth as I sucked her clit. I reached up with one finger and probed her little cunt hole, fucking with my finger in and out.
Her clit began to stiffen and grow in my mouth and I was amazed at the hard feel of it. I could smell her cunt juices flowing all around my face and my chin was boiling from the heat she radiated.
Mary Ann, the youngest of the three girls, was still working on my cock and balls. She had stopped sucking my hairy nuts and was now licking the shaft of my cock. My prick was recovering, I knew, I was feeling the warmth in my groins that meant my cock was going to start hardening very soon.
Her little mouth covered the tip end of my prick and her hot little tongue moved furiously at the hole of my cock.
My face was nearly covered by the throbbing little cunt of Roxanne but I could peer from the side of my eyes and see Alberta, their Mom, plunging the big dildo in and out the cunt of her oldest daughter, Sue Ann. The dildo was slippery and shining with Sue Ann's hot cunt juice and Sue Ann's eager finger was rubbing up and down her clit furiously as her Mom fucked her cunt-hole and pulled lovingly on the girl's pink and stiff nipples.
My prick started rising and Mary Ann called out in glee.
"He's getting it up!"
Alberta, their Mom, looked over at me and smiled. "That's good," she said, "it's about time." She continued to plunder her older daughter's cunt hole with the dildo. Every plunge that drove the rubber cock into Sue Ann's little hot cunt, also rammed it deeper inside the mother's big. hot twat.
"Oh, Mom," Sue Ann was groaning, "fuck my cunt hot and fast now with your huge prick, pull my tits, Mom, I'm going to come!"
The girl's slender finger worked furiously at her own stiff clit as her Mom plunged the dildo in and out of her oldest daughter's grabbing, sucking cunt. Alberta's big, strong hands pulled furiously at her daughter's nipples.
"Oh yes, Mom," Sue Ann screamed, "Don't stop fucking me, fuck my hot cunt, here I come, I'm coming all over your cock!"
And I could see Sue Ann's nipples and clit get hard as iron and shudder furiously as she poured her juices across her Mom's big cunt and fake rubber prick.
Her Mom pulled the big dildo out of her daughter gingerly.
"I didn't hurt you, did I, dear?"
"Of course not, Mom," Sue Ann panted and kissed her mother feverishly, "I love it when you fuck my cunt."
Mary Ann had her little mouth half-way down my cock, sucking as my nine inch prick rose slowly to erection. Her hands were gently squeezing my filling balls and her sister, Roxanne, was excitedly riding my face, poking her stiff little clit as far into my mouth as she could get it. I licked and sucked it furiously.
My balls were filling furiously with my hot jism and I really wanted to dump my hot load in a cunt but Mary Ann's little face was working madly over my prick and I was afraid that I would shoot off in her little mouth.
"Let me fuck you, Mom," Sue Ann, now recovered from her huge orgasm started saying, "You know how I love you and love to fuck your hot cunt."
"I think," her Mom said, "that my. hot cunt has been sufficiently fucked, sweetheart. When I was ploughing this big dildo into your hot box, I was fucking it into my big twat, too."
"Oh, Mom," Sue Ann pouted, "I want to fuck you." - Sue Ann's Mom pulled the big dildo out of her hot cunt with a popping sound and handed to Sue Ann.
"I think," she smiled, "we can work something out."
I watched as Sue Ann took the big dildo in her hand and spread her legs, poking its cunt shiny surface at her hole.
"It's too big, Mom," she whined, "I can't get it in my tiny hole."
Her Mom knelt down and licked Sue Ann's tiny clit until it was standing up firmly. I could see her glistening cunt juices from where I was lying, my tongue working on one girl's slimy cunt and my prick being sucked by the littlest girl of all.
Alberta, Sue Ann's Mom, opened Sue Ann's tiny passage with her fingers and pushed the cock head against it. She put one hand behind her daughter and held her firmly while she shoved the thick rubber prick up the girl's narrow hole.
"Oooo, Mom," Sue Ann squealed, "it feels so big inside me!"
"You're just not excited enough yet," her Mom advised her in a most maternal manner, "when your clit gets really hard and your cunt is dripping hot, your box will open up and love the big prick inside it."
Sue Ann looked down at the rubber cock jutting from her loins. She strutted around the room and watched it bounce.
"Well," I heard her mother say, "do you want to fuck me or not?"
"I thought you didn't want your hot cunt fucked anymore, Mom," Sue Ann shrugged sadly. "Not right away," her Mom admitted, "but come and suck my clit for a while and then we'll see." Sue Ann lay down and her Mom got over her in a 69 position, pushing her dripping pussy into her daughter's face and groaning wildly as she felt her daughter's tongue lapping at her long, stiff, hot clit. Sue Ann's Mom licked at Sue Ann's sweet pink small clit and I watched her tongue moving on it fiercely as she gripped the dildo in her hand and rammed it hard in and out of Sue Ann's tight cunt. I could see Sue Ann's cunt hole opening up and grabbing at the big rubber prick, slimy with their hot juices.
"Oh, yeah, Mom," Sue Ann was hollering, "fuck my cunt, suck my twat, make me come!"
My prick was wanting to bust with its jism but I really hated to shoot my wad in the little girl's hot mouth. I looked around for something to fuck. Just then, I noticed that Sue Ann and her Mom were really hot and Sue Ann's Mom had stood up and bent over, urging her young blonde daughter to put the big rubber dildo in her from behind. I thought they were just going to dog-fuck, but I was surprised to see that Sue Ann's Mom had a very different idea!
She took the rubber prong and led it to her buttocks. Sue Ann seemed to know just what her Mom wanted her to do and she parted her Mom's big buttocks with her hands and pushed her face in the crack, licking and sucking her Mom's asshole.
My prick was about to bust!
Then Sue Ann took the rubber prick and presented it to her Mom's glittering asshole and, holding her Mom's hips, she tried to push it in. "Push hard, honey," her mother ordered her, "you have to really shove." I could see that Sue Ann was using all her strength and she rammed her dildo hard into her Mom's asshole. It passed the muscle and was halfway in. "I can't make it go any farther," Sue Ann cried, "it's stuck, Mom!"
"Start fucking me, honey," her Mom advised, "and I'll open up, I'm sure. I do so love it when you fuck me in the asshole."
The young blonde girl started making fucking motions with her hips and pushed the rubber phallus, slick with her Mom's ass juices, in and out and in and out until it had imbedded her Mom's asshole up to the very end! I could see Sue Ann's silky cunt hair pressing up against her Mom's fleshy buttocks as she fucked in and out.
I pushed away the little girl, Mary Ann, and pulled my mouth out from wider Roxanne's soaking cunt. I stood up and approached Sue Ann from the rear, hungry to dump my cock into a cunt!
I felt Sue Ann's soaking cunt and realized that her cunt-hole was plugged full of the rubber double-ended dildo, the other end of which was reaming her Mom's big asshole!
I had never done it before, but I rubbed Sue Ann's tiny pink puckered asshole with my finger and felt it dilating as she was terribly excited from fucking her Mom's big ass.
I put my throbbing prick, just about to explode, at the opening and pressed, taking Sue Ann's Mom's advice to heart. I rammed my throbbing prick hard into her small hole and I cried out with excitement.
I had never felt anything so tight and hot around my cock. I could hardly move in and out and her ass muscle jerked off my prick ferociously as I fucked.
It was very exciting, fucking Sue Ann's tight hot asshole, my hairy balls so filled with jism and banging up against Sue Ann's sweet buttocks as Sue Ann reamed her Mom's big hungry asshole with the rubber dildo.
I noticed that Sue Ann was rubbing her Mom's tits and clit and I slipped my hands between their bodies to do the same to Sue Ann. Sue Ann's clit was an inch long and throbbing furiously as I rubbed it with my finger, holding on as her hips rammed in and out of her Mom's big ass.
I could feel Sue Ann's ass muscles clamping and sucking on my prick and I knew I couldn't hold it back any longer.
"I'm going to come," I warned them, "I'm going to shoot my hot wad up your tight asshole!"
"Me too," Sue Ann's mother groaned, "I'm coming, too, honey, all over your sweet hand!"
Sue Ann just groaned -she didn't speak any words -she didn't have to. Her flailing clit and shuddering body spoke for her as her cunt juices poured down her legs and all over my cock and balls.
My load was filling up her asshole and I could feel my own hot jism burning the tip end of my wilting cock. "OOOOO!" We all pulled apart, holding on to one another for support. "That looks like fun, Mom," Roxanne said, "can we play, too?"
The little girl gently pulled the double-ended dildo from her sister Sue Ann's steaming cunt. "No," their Mom said abruptly. "This dildo is much too big for your sweet little cunts and ass. Next year, maybe. This year you will have to be content with Sue Ann's boyfriend's prick. It is good for you to grow accustomed to the real thing, anyway."
Roxanne seemed to be pouting as she approached me and seized my limp prick in her hand. "But it's not ready," she whined, "Look, Mom, it's not even ready."
Her Mom sighed. "Well, you'll have to work on that, won't you? It's the one trouble with using real men. You can't count on their cocks."
I was really insulted, Doc, I really wanted to get up and leave. I can't stand the humiliation! I do look for other women, now, doc, but my fears are still there. It's part of my life, now. I'm so afraid that I will take them home and find myself raped and degraded by their mother and sisters.
I dream about their hot cunts in my face and their tight assholes eating up and burning my cock... Oh, Doc, will I ever be able to make love to a girl again?" The patient was shaking with fear, his hands trembling, his knees quivering with the impact of the story he had just told me. I explained to him that what had happened was a highly unusual situation and he was doing well never to see the girl, Sue Ann, again. I told him that he was totally unrealistic in fear that any other girl's female family would attack him in such a way and he must gather up his courage and ask another girl for a date. I assured him that such a date would progress most naturally and I could guarantee that he would not be so sexually abused again -unless of course he returned to dating Sue Ann.
Marc seemed relieved and promised that he would invite a young woman the very next weekend. He said that he had gathered courage from my support and words. He left in a very happy mood.
CONCLUSION
I saw Mark again. Not in my office, but accidentally as I had taken my wife and family to the drive-in movie to see an animated film. In the line, waiting to be served pop-corn, I encountered Mark and spoke to him.
With him, I was happy to see, was a bright-faced young woman who hung adoringly on his arm.
"Well, Mark," I said to the handsome boy, "how is everything going?"
"Oh, fine, Doc," he grinned. "I'd like you to meet my steady girlfriend."
I shook hands with the young woman.
"Her name," and he smiled at me and winked, "is Sue Ann."
CASE HISTORY SIX
Subject:Alexander W.
Age: Fourteen
INTERVIEW ONE
A taped transcript of this patient's case to attention what can happen when members of the same household, especially those of different generations, compete for the same females. Alex found himself competing with his father, in this case, who had a habit of seducing his young girl friends. What follows is both startling and thought provoking. One can see how learning and pain very often go hand and hand. Alex came to me not out of desperation, but out of a desire to be understood. He is, or would be, a stable young man, but has been, for the past year of his life, the victim of his environmental circumstances.
Hie following transcript clarifies the case somewhat, but there are no clear cut answers to a problem as complicated as the one Alex presented to me.
Well, Doctor, this sounds really scary but I'm way over the shock of it all, and I guess I can just spill it out. This all started about a year ago, when I got my first girlfriend, a girl my own age named Ginger. Now, having a girlfriend was a real thrill, because, you know, I'd seen the older guys walk around with their girls, and the girls always made me horny as hell, and I always knew that my turn would come, so when I met Ginger and she gave me that warm smile and cuddled right onto my arm as we walked down the street, I knew I was in solid.
I was also, although Ginger was, like I was at the time, a virgin, and "in" might be a bad word to use. She has short blonde hair and really big blue eyes, and her skin is real pale, like her lips which are thin and when she smiles you see nothing but these really pretty gleaming white teeth. She's tall also, almost as tall as me! I really dug her right from the start, and it was mutual.
Ginger and I had no place to be alone, which is common when you're my age and trying to have some fun. Her parents have a big corner house though, and there are a lot of bushes and shrubs, so the closest we came to privacy during the first month or so, was in the bushes behind her parents house. Well, we were both new to the game, so we didn't do very much. Ginger made it clear that we weren't going to have intercourse. She was afraid of getting pregnant or getting caught some way. I was too, but not as much. It's different for boys. Not really but they tell you it is, so in a way it is, if "you swallow what you're told. I usually don't. I think most adults, now I'm not saying you Doctor, are really wacked-out. I know my parents are, anyway, but I'll get to that when it becomes important to what I'm saying.
Ginger and I used to take long walks around town at night, looking for a dark street to lean against a car and hump. She'd open her blouse a little and let me touch her tits. They're really big for a young girl, you know? They're as big as my mother's I'll bet!
I always wanted more than I got from Ginger, of course. Like one Friday night when we were in the bushes behind her house.
"Let me just touch it," I asked her.
I had her breasts out and had sucked on them for a half hour, and I was horny as hell. She has beautiful tits, big like I said, and also really well formed. They're high on her chest and her pores spiral into the pink nipple which is hard and when it gets taut, her whole tit gets taut. They're really pretty as anything.
"I can't let you touch it. It will lead to other things," she said.
She knew I wanted to stick it in her pussy, but she'd never even let me touch her pussy, except through her jeans. That night she had a shift on, and my hand was on her very creamy long legs, at the thighs, stroking them and kissing them, hoping to pry her legs open. Ginger maintained her tight grip on what was happening for over an hour. She wouldn't let me near that little delta that was driving me crazy.
"Let me kiss it then," I said.
"I can't do that. You know what will happen if we start going too far."
I sure did! I couldn't wait. She's so pretty, and her little pussy, although I couldn't see it, was driving me crazy. I wanted to be in her so bad I told her.
"I want it Ginger. I want to fuck you real bad."
"No. We already went through this. I could get in trouble," she said.
Ginger is a smart girl, and when she sees I'm getting too horny, she simply whips out my cock and gives me a hand-job. Now, I like that, especially when she rubs her tits in my face and strokes me off, kissing me and making sexy little noises, but on this night, I wanted more than her hand on me. "Baby please! I love you and I want to fuck you," I said. I thought if I told her I loved her it might change things.
Ginger was flattered, or something, and she took my cock and put it between her breasts, then pushed her arms into her sides which made her tits really stick out and formed a deep cleavage. I'd never seen it that deep.
"Wow!"
She started to move her shoulders and her tits started to really dance with my cock between them and I almost came at once but I wanted to make it last so I held it back like crazy.
I found myself cupping her dancing breasts and pushing them closer and closer together, loving the way her sweet cleavage felt when it got wet with lube and I could hump in and out easily. She was breathing hard and really jutting them out at me!
I looked at her eyes, wide open and warm as hell, the blue going right through me, and I started to spurt come, like hot lava coming out of a volcano.
Ginger knew how to make my orgasms really great! She pushed her tits together tightly and we both watched as my cock shot come all over her tits.
I kissed her and we settled back on the grass between the bushes and I wanted to light a cigarette but she was afraid her parents might see the glow, so I didn't, but I sucked on her nipples instead.
"That was really good, Ginger. You have beautiful big tits!"
Ginger always just laughed at me when I said shit like that, but I could tell she liked it.
"Ginger. I still want your pussy," I said.
A few moments later, after that first release, I was horny again. Great being fourteen, isn't it Doc? Well, she said no, and was getting annoyed at my asking her. Her big reason was that she didn't want to get in trouble, and I could dig that.
"How 'bout sucking my prick?" I asked.
"I cant do that! That doesn't sound like something I want to do."
"It might be fun. How do you know if you don't try?"
"I can't do that. Let's hump. Get on top of me Alex, and I'll make you come." I always gave in, I guess it's because she's so pretty and everything she does feel good. Like humping for instance. Now humping can be boring, everyone knows that. You just rub together through your clothes or underwear.
Big smash! But with Ginger, even humping is nice. I mean, those big beautiful tits to play with, and her real warm eyes looking up at you, her blonde hair and milky textured skin! It's enough to make you settle for just being near her. She kisses so nice too. I mean, she sucks my tongue into her mouth and plays with it, and her mouth is so fresh and sweet. That's why I wanted her to suck me off.
I got on top of her and we began to hump, and she really gave it to me good, to make up for what she wasn't giving me. When I was about to come she stuck her hand down there and began to contract her fist around my cock, letting my come out real slow and making the orgasm last longer than usual. It felt really goooooooooooood!!!!! All this time I'm licking her neck, biting her, sucking her sweet skin into my mouth, her little pale lips.
"I'm coming Ginger!"
"You already came!" she said.
Her hand was sticky with come, but I didn't lose my stiff cock and didn't want to stop.
"I want to come again."
Ginger sighed, and I knew she was tired, but I made her work, and this time she got all sweaty and her hair was messed up and stuck to the layer of sweat on her forehead, and her nostrils were steaming! Man, she looks good when she's been hard at work.
Well, after that, we got up and took a walk.
"You know what's wrong with humping? You never get to come. You won't let me make you come. There's only one way to do it, and that's to touch you, and you won't let me," I complained.
"I come when you hump me," she said.
"That's nothing compared with what you could feel like," I said, as if I had any idea what she could feel like.
Oh well, I meant well, right Doc?
After Ginger and I were going together for about three months, my father sat down with me and we had, what I thought was, our first man-to-man talk. I was really honest because my father is always ready for my crazy ways, much more so than my mother.
"I hope you don't get her in trouble," he said.
"She won't let me near her, except when she has her panties on," I confessed.
"Well, that's one way not to get her in trouble,"
"I'm tired of humping her and playing around," I said like a man of the world.
My father, John, is a really understanding guy, like I said, although he does some weird things himself as you'll soon see. Anyway, he gave me some advice, and some Trojans in case his advice worked. The advice was simple. He told me that he and my mother would be going to a late movie on Friday night. Now, we have a furnished basement and with the door closed you can't hear a single word upstairs. I've had the record player on loud when I was supposed to be studying, and my parents never heard a thing, so I know the back basement room is safe. We have a couch and a ping pong table in that room, so I used it sometimes with my friends.
Ginger thought ping pong was silly, but I talked her into it Friday afternoon. Of course, she probably knew what was on my mind, but she didn't let on.
That night we waited until eight o'clock, because the movie started at seven and was all the way in the city so I knew they'd be well gone, and wouldn't return until late. My father said he'd call me when they were getting ready to leave. I really appreciated his help at the time.
Anyway, Ginger and I played ping pong for an hour after we hit the basement. She wasn't very interested, but we had some laughs and I love to watch her move around. I got really horny. Her breasts really move nice, because they're real high on her chest, and her hips are something else. Not many fourteen year old girls even have hips, but Ginger's are round and her waist is small. I could have watched her play ping pong all night if I wasn't so damn horny.
Soon I put down the ping pong paddle and walked over her, scooping her into my arms like in the movies and kissing her hard on the lips.
"You kiss really nice Alex," she said, and her eyes were really flirting with me.
I can tell when she's hot because her nostrils flare and she breathes hard and she really flushes. Her skin is so pale you can see it right away.
I ran my hands all over her through her summer dress. She often lets me do this, and so I knew her pussy was hot, even though I couldn't touch the real object but just the cotton clothes above it. This particular night she'd really decked out, and she was wearing perfume between her beautiful tits, and in the recesses behind her ears where I liked to stick my tongue.
I told her how beautiful she was, and took her dress down. It was the kind that unbuttoned and you could remove most of the top. Well, she had this real sexy lace bra on and I almost went crazy. It pushed her tits together and lifted them up even higher, and they looked really nice the way the tops of her breasts bounced. I would have left the bra on, but I wanted her nipples which are like little strawberries. I love to roll them between my fingers and get them hard and ripe.
Ginger began to moan and I was rubbing her pussy through her dress, getting her hot as hell. She had an orgasm. I can tell because she says sexy things in a low whisper and calls my name again and again. Also, her eyes roll back slightly and her mouth opens and her nostrils flair up. How's that for a memory?
Anyway, after she came I wanted her to make me come, and naturally, I wanted to come in that sweet pussy. Well, fat chance! She wouldn't let me near it! I had her dress way up to her upper thighs, those milky silky well shaped limbs! She would let me touch her pussy through her dress, and eventually through just her panties, but when my fingers got too busy she'd pull them away. It's really hard to not Just jump on a girl and rape her when she acts like that, but I knew that wasn't right. I knew she'd hate me. It had to be done with both of our minds protected.
"Will you suck on my cock?" I asked her.
She'd been giving me a finger-job, her little fingers stroking my cock, her warm palms cupping it. That was really great and I loved when she did that. I would hump her hand and feel her tits, kiss her, smell her. It was great! But that night I was in the mood for something hot and tight!!
"I can't do that. I never did that before."
"That doesn't mean that you cant. Try it."
I pointed my cock at her mouth and put my hand on the soft nape of her neck, directing her down gradually, watching her moisten her lips with her pink tongue, sure it was going to work out.
Suddenly, half way down, she stops.
"I can't do it Alex. Maybe some other time. Let me jerk you off!"
"Sure."
I was really disappointed ,but what the hell. She smelled so sweet. I put my head between her tits and looked up at her face as her fingers did their magic on my wand. Suddenly, just as I was finally about to come, the door opens and there's my father. Ginger had a shit-fit! She pulled a blanket that was on the couch over her. Now, I was kind of shocked myself, but my father John had never hassled me that much, and I knew that he wouldn't for this anyway. He'd help me set it up, in fact. What I was wondering was, what was he doing there? "Hi Alex. Hello Ginger. I see you two are having fun," he said. "Uh, yeah." I was so nervous I was trembling.
"Well, there's nothing wrong with making love, as long as you're careful," he said. Now, I took this as a cue. He was helping me out. He was, I thought, going to convince Ginger that fucking was cool as long as you wore a bag. I smiled and relaxed.
"We weren't making love, Dad. That is, we were petting kind of, but nothing else."
"Why's that? That can get frustrating!" he said.
"Don't I know!"
"Well, what's the problem? Is Ginger afraid?" he said, his eyes on her.
"Well, Mr. Wycliff.."
"Call me John," he smiled.
"Well John, I don't feel ready yet, you know what I mean?"
"Yes, but there's no big deal to get ready for. You just do it because it feels good. That's all. If it didn't feel good, people wouldn't do it." I could see right away that Ginger respected my father. He at least got her to listen and not cut him off the way she cut me off. John went on to tell her how good it felt, and his words got a little dirty, kind of, but she seemed to like that. She really began to pout and flirt with him, just like she does with me.
Sure, I didn't like it. But I was stunned. I didn't expect anything like this. For awhile I thought it was all in my head, but no, it went right on.
"Of course, a virgin is better off with an experienced man, who won't hurt her. The first time can be painful unless the man knows what he's doing," John said.
"Yes, I've heard that's true," Ginger said.
I could see from the look in her eyes that she was sending out vibrations, and my father seemed to be doing the same thing.
I couldnt figure it out. My father is around thirty-five or so, and I know he's goodlooking because everyone always says so. My mother's real pretty also. But I didn't think Ginger would ever find him handsome. I mean, he was a man already, with a beard and wrinkles on his face and some of his hair was going quickly leaving him half-bald. I never expected to see that look in her eyes when she looked at him.
Actually that's a lie. I'd noticed a tension between them before, like when Ginger came over to dinner she always talked to John a lot, and my mother often got nervous, but I thought the whole thing was silly, and nothing to worry about.
Anyway, John told Ginger that making love was the most beautiful thing in the world when it was done right, and he said that the woman should learn how to do it really well, and then teach her boyfriend. That way her boyfriend would always want to be with her because she would be his first taste of real ecstasy, and if she were good, no other woman would be able to do the same things to him.
"What do you mean?" Ginger asked.
"Well, take my wife. Now, she knows how to suck on a man's cock, and she does it so well that when I'm away on a business trip, I wouldn't dream of sleeping with another woman, because I want to save it for the one I know does it best," my father said.
I knew this was bullshit because women called the house all the time for my father just like men often called for my mother. I always took messages and never told one the other's business.
"Really?" Ginger asked.
"Sure. My wife Carol is the best cocksucker I ever met, and I'd never leave her."
It was weird to have my mother described that way, and by my "father! He was really shocking the shit out of me. I felt so square. I just sat, passive, in shock.
"Why don't you let me teach you how to make love? Then you can give my son the loving he needs, and he'll give it right back to you. I know he will!"
I was shocked, but I wanted to believe my father was acting in my interests, so I just zeroed in on that thought and held to it.
Ginger shook her head yes, after a long stunned pause, and I couldn't believe what was happening. I mean, it was all sudden, like about fifteen minutes for the whole thing to reach that point.
My father said that the couch wasn't big enough, and he took the leather pillows off the couch and placed them on top of the ping pong table which was strong enough. So without saying a word, he motions for Ginger to come over, and she does.
"I'm going to take your dress and panties off, little girl," he said, and next thing I know he's busy, going where I never went before, showing me that delta of blonde hair for the first time.
I began to salivate madly!!
She didn't look scared at all. She looked so flattered and pleased that he was bothering with her. I could tell by the way she jutted her tits towards him, that she was going to go wherever he wanted to take her, and it really made me feel strange.
I watched as John spread her out on the table. I'd never seen her naked ass before, although I'd touched it often enough by reaching into her jeans and cupping it.
Her ass was as tight and sweet as could be. Like two apples side-by-side, my father said, rubbing her cheeks.
He was horny as hell, and when he took her clothes off, Ginger gasped at the size of his cock. It was at least two inches bigger than what she was used to.
At that point she got scared, but John was on top of her in a moment, and he did the strangest thing. Instead of putting his cock in her, he put his head between her legs and began to lap at her pussy. I'd heard of that but I wasn't sure if people really did it. Well, they must, because it sure works.
I never saw Ginger go that wild, clawing and moaning. She must have come a few times, and I stood up and watched her as her eyes rolled up and her nostrils flared out to allow her heavy breathing. Wow, she looked pretty. My cock was hard as hell, and I wished it was me eating her pussy.
"Oh John. That feels wonderful," she said.
I began to realize that the two of-them were acting like I wasn't even in the room. I didn't know what to do. I was tempted to leave, but I couldn't do that. I kept waiting for them to remember me.
John ate her pussy for a long time, maybe twenty minutes. When he came up out of her delta, his beard was wet with glistening juices, and I knew he had made her wet.
I often felt wetness on her panties when I got to play with her pussy through them, but nothing like this, this-was really really wet!
Suddenly, John sat up for a moment and looked at her, his hands hot on her body, rubbing her. She was horny as hell. Her body was humping out and she looked like she had a cock in her already.
John lowered his big cock down on her but didn't stick it in.
"Let it kiss you for awhile," he said.
I could see that she wanted his cock in her. It was weird to have my father and my girl right there before my eyes, and he was getting ready to sink it in her. She was a virgin!
John suddenly produced a Trojan, and she was startled. After all that talk about getting in trouble, she hadn't even remembered that the man has to wear a bag.
"Now, relax and spread your legs wide, baby," he said, not in a passionate voice, but more of a man talking to a little girl.
Ginger opened her legs wide and I stood up to get my first look at her spread pussy. It didn't last too long.
John quickly came down, on her, covering her blonde delta as his cock, lubricated by the bag, slid deep into her cunt all at once.
Ginger moaned and clutched at his shoulders, and she also took hold of my hand, which I thought was strange but I welcomed her touch.
"Now move a little baby. If it hurts, just relax and wait a minute, then try again."
John wasn't moving at all, and he was supporting his weight on extended arms, looking down, at her sweet form, her breasts sweetly gyrating as she moved.
Ginger seemed to be in pain for a moment, but five minutes later I saw the nostrils flare, that hot look in her blue eyes that could melt me down into serious drips wherever she did it, even in the hallways at school. I could see she loved being fucked, and her moaning and whimpering was getting louder as she gave in to John's rhythm, matching it with her own. It really looked strange. She seemed almost hysterical, sweating and panting under him as he came down on her.
John didn't show any signs of anything. He was kind of wooden, just doing what he did without any expressions but watching very closely, appreciating her, I could tell.
"Put that big cock in my pussy. Stuff it in," Ginger moaned.
John was shocked, but he didn't let on fully. ; I wasnt shocked at all. Ginger always spoke when we were petting, and I really liked it.
I guess my father didn't expect a fourteen year old virgin to speak like that, but I could see he was delighted that she did. He put his hands under her white snowy ass and lifted her up, causing her to gasp as his cock slid deeper and deeper into her pussy.
"Oh John that's great! Hold my hand Alex! Oh!!"
Ginger had a long orgasm with my father's cock ramming her, and, soon after, he also came, clutching her breasts and telling her how big and full they were, how perfectly formed. He kissed her also, and when he did, he held her chin and licked her lips and teeth, then ran his tongue all over her pretty face, licking her closed eyelids and her tight pretty cheeks.
He got up, his cock dripping with come, and told her that she was really great.
"You see, it's a whole new world," he said.
He'd taken the bag off as he'd gotten up and she didn't even notice him do it. She looked at his cock as it lost its threatening size, touching it with her fingers and telling him it was cute.
"Well, we better drive you home Ginger, it's getting late," John said, and he made us get ready.
I couldn't believe it. I mean, I didn't get near her the whole time. He just forgot about me, and she was following him so she did also. I was really pissed.
We dropped Ginger off and were silent on the ride home, and I went up to bed without saying a word. He made a few attempts to be friendly, but mostly commented on how good she was. I didn't want to hear it, I wanted to Know it first-hand- Doctor, you can imagine how I felt that night. That was the first night I realized that I needed help, and not from my parents. That was the night that made me come to you for help, at least for an ear to talk to.
INTERVIEW TWO
Well Doctor, nothing happened for a few weeks. That is, Ginger was really nice to me and she still stroked my cock for me and let me touch her pussy through her clothes, but she wouldn't do for me what she did for John. I was getting tired of trying and I sort of gave up. I just simply stopped calling her. That lasted about three days. On the fourth day, she called me, and she really kind of let me know that she wanted to see me and would do what I wanted her to do. I was really excited.
"Come around to the rear door tonight when you see the downstairs lights go off," I told Ginger.
"Sure thing, Alex." She blew me a kiss into the phone and my cock shot up and got ready. I had to coax it into my pants. It would be hours before night.
Well, I went to the rear door and waited, as soon as I could slide downstairs without my parents knowing. I stood by the rear door for a half hour, and then sat down in a chair and went to sleep.
She was whispering from outside and I didn't hear her, but she finally knocked loudly, pissed off as hell, and I answered quickly. "What are you crazy? You'll wake my parents!"
"You weren't there! Where were you?"
"I fell asleep. Sorry."
"Well, it's alright now, as long as we're here."
"Yeah, let's go downstairs." Once we got to the ping pong table and put the pillows down on it, she seemed to get cold.
"What's wrong."
"Alex, will you eat my pussy?"
"Sure." She spread her legs and when I got my head between them, she clutched tightly. If my head was an egg, she would have cracked it with her fingers. She pushed my head into her cunt and humped on my mouth, and I got to smell the perfume of her pussy for the first time.
"You taste great!"
"Suck on it Alex. Like John did!" Well, that made me lose my hard-on, but I soon got it back. I just blocked out the whole scene and pretended that only the moment existed. It worked pretty good and I was sucking fine and really getting her off.
Then my father walked in. I went to straighten up, but she held my head down in her delta. "I see you're having fun," he said. I could see him out of the corner of my eye. He took his pants off and stroked his cock until it was hard. It had to be two inches bigger than mine and it made me feel like shit.
Ginger got hot when John walked in. She began to say all kinds of sexy things. "Suck up my pussy juice Alex. That feels so great. I want your big cock in me!" Well, I was ready for that, but I noticed a complication. My father had situated himself so that his cock was right near her lips, and he was extending his cock towards her, moving her face closer, her tight pale lips opening and her eyes looking at the head of his cock. I stopped eating her and she forced my head down into her pussy again. I guess I could have broken free, but I figured ii would all work out if I gave it time.
Ginger's lips stretched around the tip of John's cock, and I could see him shiver with pleasure. He held her chin in his hand, guiding her mouth to his cock, then plunging his cock deep in her mouth again and again.
"Suck on it, kid. You give a good blow-job baby," he said, holding her in place. She just kept holding my head down on her pussy. There was hot juices all over my face and I was still going strong licking at her. My tongue felt like it was on fire from the friction of it. "Suck on my cock Ginger. I'm going to come in your mouth, baby." Ginger looked so great sucking cock, that my own neglected cock got hard and started to drip. Her cheeks were pulled taut by the suction, and her lips were really tight around his cock.
Around the corners of her mouth, there were tiny bubbles formed by beads of saliva and come. He came in her mouth.
"Drink it down Ginger. Suck my hot cock for me baby!' I watched her throat move as she gulped down his come. I was really jealous. I mean, here I was eating her pussy, my cock hanging neglected. I was pissed. When John was finished coming in her mouth, he moved away from us. Ginger kept my head tight to her pussy and humped at me harder now that she wasn't distracted by sucking his cock. I moved to get out of her crotch, but she wouldn't let me. Finally I forced the issue.
"I want to fuck you," I said, getting kind of rough. I mean, I was really desperate. I mounted her and didn't listen when she told me to stop. Her cunt was really wet because I'd just licked it for a half hour, and my cock slid in so quick she gasped.
"Fuck me with that little pussy, Ginger," I moaned. Her pussy felt great. Of course I had nothing really to compare it with, but it was so good I almost came at once. It took a great deal of effort to hold back, and she didn't help me.
She moved like a steam shovel, humping at my cock, tightening up her pussy like a vise around my throbbing cock, really driving me nuts. "Give it to me Alex. Deeper. Deeper!" I was going as deep as I could. I lifted her ass by placing my hands under her and cupping her cheeks, and my cock seemed to be going deeper.
I just looked at her once, her big tits dancing to my stroke, rolling around under me, her face flushed with sex, her hot breath on my face. "I'm coming Ginger!" It was half out by the time I said it, my cock twitching, my whole body shivering with pleasure. I really gave her a hearty cunt full of sweet cream, and she came at the same time, digging her nails into my back and covering my lips with hers.
"That was great!" I said. "That was alright, I guess. Actually, I'd like you both to fuck me at once," she said as though it were a simple statement.
I didn't see how that was possible, but John did. He got up and stroked his cock hard. "Alex will fuck your mouth and I'll fuck your little bush again," he said, not as a question.
He moved before she knew what hit her, stretching her back on the table and mounting her quickly, his cock sinking deeply into her.
"That feels wonderful," she said, her face still covered with sweat, her big eyes wide open with pleasure.
John came down on her pussy with even hard strokes, sending her into a frenzy.
"Alex, come here," he said. John grabbed her short blonde hair and forced her profile to extend off of the table.
"Now stand where she can suck at you, boy," he said to me, pushing me close to her.
I watched as though I had nothing to do with it, as John pushed my cock nearer to her mouth, and her tight little lips came out and surrounded my cock. She looked so beautiful. I stroked the fair skin of her cheeks, and curled my hair in the soft snowy nape of her neck, on the silky short hairs.
"I love to watch you suck on my cock," I told her.
She smiled and pulled her cheeks taut with suction, giving it to me full blast, her little pink tongue darting out of her mouth and licking the mushroom of my cock, making me shiver and shake, fighting orgasm because I wanted it to go on and on.
Meanwhile, John was going like a machine, fucking her pussy with deep lingering strokes, making her pleasure intense, and she sucked my cock all the better because she was getting laid at the same time.
I looked down at her and knew that I couldn't stand it.
"I'm coming Ginger!"
Ginger grabbed my cock in her hand, making a fist around the shaft, and she let the cock slip out of her mouth, but kept licking at the very tip.
I started to shoot, and instead of going in her mouth, it went all over her face, as she rubbed my cock on her nose and lips, up to her forehead, the tip spurting come all the while as she tightened and loosened her grip on me, letting the come shoot out slowly.
Wow! That was the best orgasm of my life. That was the one I'll always remember forever and maybe longer. She looked like a blonde angel, you know, and she was letting my come shoot all over her face and rubbing it, rubbing my cock, in the recess behind her ear which I loved because it was warm and smelled great She really made an attempt to please me, and it worked. It fucking worked!!
After that night, my father and I fucked Ginger together every once in awhile, and we still do in fact. My father is good about it now, with Ginger, and lets me get my piece also.
The problem now, Doctor, is Marilyn. She's the new girl I see once in awhile. My father must have a thing for virgins because the same thing happened.
Marilyn lives right next door, and my family has known hers for years, perhaps too well, which means, my father used to sleep with her mother. Nobody knows this but me, and the only way I know is that I walked in on them once.
I said I'd keep my mouth shut and I did, but so much for that. Anyway, I found that after I finally got my cock into Ginger, she stopped knocking me out. I mean, she was good and all that, but I didn't have that much in common with her and I only wanted to fuck her.
Well, sometimes I want more than that from a girl. Like, I would like a friend also. Marilyn is my old friend. We trust each other with secrets and get into mischief together, just like we were a couple of guys. In fact I prefer her to hanging out with guys. She's got some imagination. With the guys everyone wants to pass the buck on the other guy. You've heard that game. It goes like this; "What do you wanna do tonight?"
"I don't know. What do you wanna do?"
Well, my friends can do that all night, and needless to say, we rarely do anything.
Marilyn was another story. She has a flair for mischief, and we egg each other on really nice. She's great and I'll always think so- Anyway, Marilyn has been really changing lately. I mean, her tits are getting nice and full and her hips are getting round. She's wearing make-up around her eyes which really sets off her greenish brown dots. I could go on and on about Marilyn. She has long dark hair which bevels under real sexy and the cutest nose and a heart shaped face with full sweet lips.
Anyway, Marilyn and I were fooling around in the basement one day and I told her that she really turned me on. We were playing ping pong and she dropped her paddle and stared at me.
"What do you mean," she said.
"I mean, you got really sexy over the last year or so. I really want to touch you."
I know that might sound silly, but I'm used to telling Marilyn the truth so that's what I did.
I walked up to her.
"I want to kiss you," I said. She closed her eyes and puckered her lips. I didn't know if she'd ever been kissed before, but her lips looked so wet and sweet. I'd never noticed how beautiful they were. They were real full and textured real nice. I kissed her sucking her lips into my mouth, my tongue tasting her mouth, running along her even white teeth. "You really kiss nice," she said. "Have you ever kissed before?"
"Not like that. Do it again." I kissed her again, and this time I put my hands on her waist and pulled her towards me, gradually letting my hand cover her ass and pushing in on her.
Marilyn got hot quick, but she didn't know what to do about it. She was my age, but she didn't have my experiences, not yet anyway. I turned her around so that we were facing in the same direction, and I kissed her and whispered all kinds of sexy things in her ear, while my hands dove into her jeans and blouse.
"You have really nice breasts, Marilyn. Let me suck on them," I moaned, cupping one. I was stirring up her pussy and she didn't seem to even think of stopping me. I undid her snaps on her jeans, and in a moment they were down around her ankles and I had a handful of wet pussy surrounded by curly brown hairs.
"Your pussy is soft Marilyn. I'm going to put my cock inside you," I moaned, biting her ear. "Oh Alex. We could get in trouble," she said, but I could tell she didn't want me to stop. I produced the bag and told her that I knew how to use it, and there would be no trouble possible. I was really acting like a man of the world. "You only have trouble if you don't know how to play it," I told her. "Alright Alex. I trust you. Ill do whatever you say." Well, those words brought out the beast in me, but it was a very nice beast really. I wanted to please her, make her glad she'd let me do whatever I wanted to do.
"Marilyn, get up on the table, baby," I said I spread her out nice, her long skinny limbs sculptured really nice and leading to that dark triangle. I put my head in her crotch and licked at her, and she really went wild.
What she did was, she took my head and grabbed it, holding me by the hair, and she began to hump my mouth, just the way Ginger did, but harder.
I realized at once that this was a hot bitch. She was really letting me have it.
Well, I ate her until she was ready to do anything, and when I came up for air she was covered with sweat. Her breasts, which I'd forgotten to pay attention to, were really pretty, and I mounted her and scooped them into my hands.
I entered her wet pussy easy as soon as I'd managed to get the bag on, and she lifted her long legs up, causing me to go deeper in. I remember wondering how she knew enough to do that, because I sure didn't.
Marilyn's pussy was the hottest canal I'd felt to date, and my cock went mad inside it. I stroked in and out of her with all my might, keeping my weight held up on my arms, watching her tits with their dark taut nipples, as they bounced around under me.
I decided that Marilyn was the girl I could, take out my whole sex fantasy life on and I was going to start on the spot. I fucked her until the hot come started building up, then I told her I was coming and shot the hot bolts into her.
She moaned and came with me, and I could tell she'd had a few orgasms by the way she whimpered and moaned at me. She was covered with sweat and I began licking at it, on her neck and chest, sucking on her little nipples and moaning as the hot come squirted out of my cock.
After that, I told her she had the most beautiful tits in the world and I wanted to fuck her between her tits. She thought that was really odd, and I myself didn't know if it could be done. I just knew that I wanted to rub my cock on her tits.
"Sit up Marilyn," I said.
She sat up and I bunched her tits together. Now they weren't really very big, not nearly as big as Ginger's, but I liked her more, and found it easy to do whatever I wanted with her. With Ginger, I always felt that my father had done it all already, and she just tolerated me to get to him.
"I love the way your breasts feel, Marilyn," I said, as I realized that there was enough tit on her to make them fuckable. I pushed them together and let the tip of my cock rest in the cleavage, and Marilyn looked at my cock and smiled. "Can you really get that whole thing inside me?" she asked.
"You bet I can, and I will."
I fucked her breasts for a few moments, keeping the nipples hard by rubbing them with my fingers. Then I asked her if she wanted me to fuck her again so that she could watch if she didn't believe I had gotten the whole thing inside her.
"My pussy feels sore, Alex. You know, this is my first time. It makes me nervous but it feels so good. Maybe we can do it again tomorrow when it isn't sore.
"But we can still do other things," she said.
Marilyn had quite an imagination, and we did a lot of other things. She put my cock in her mouth again, only this time she put a finger up my ass, and that really made me wild.
I began to hump my cock into her mouth so fast and hard she turned red trying to keep up with me. I could see she was working hard just to stay on top of it.
"You're so pretty Marilyn. Suck my cock baby!"
Marilyn's little tongue was so pink and pointy that when it touched the head of my cock, my cock would quiver and stretch toward her. She looked at it, touching it with her fingers and tongue, then took the head into her mouth again and began to suck, pulling her dark cheeks taut with suction.
"That feels great. I'm going to come, baby. Drink it down when I come!"
She didn't startle when the hot lava hit her mouth, but just kept sucking away at me, getting it down nice, her little tongue fluttering like a butterfly on the head of my cock.
I was done coming but she wasn't done sucking. She put my balls in her mouth and sucked them, one at a time, working them over good, then she licked my cock as it rested on my leg, making it come up again to full size.
After she got it up to full size, she asked me if I had a bag and when I reached under the pillow and came out with one, she opened it and put it on for me, then lowered her sore pussy onto my cock.
"Baby, we don't have to do it if you're sore."
"I'm sore, but I'm horny also."
Her cunt felt really great. I'd never had a girl on top of me before and it was super because I could see her tits bounce really nice looking up at them like that as we fucked. Her tits were well formed, and you had to see them from the right angle so catch how perfect they were.
I looked at them and remembered a few moments back when my cock was between them. I lifted them up with my hands and found that I could move her nipples up to her own chin. "Can you suck your own nipples?" I asked her. "Never tried."
"Try." She smiled and shrugged her shoulders. "I held her tit way up and she bent her neck and sure enough, she manged to get her own nipple in her mouth.
"That looks great. Suck on it. I like to watch you suck on your nipples." I stroked her neck and looked at her.-She looks beautiful when she sucks! "Now give me some. I want your tits in my mouth!" I pulled her down, my cock not missing a stroke as I opened my jaws wide and took in a whole tit, letting it out slowly and then taking it in again. "That's great. Don't forget the other one." She moved the neglected tit to my mouth and I thought my jaw was going to crack but I must say I didn't give a shit at the moment and I opened wide and took the tit in all the way. "Marilyn, I love to suck your tits baby," I said, moving her up with my arms so that I could see her pretty tits, all wet from being in my mouth.
She shook her shoulders like a belly dancer and her tits started to dance for me, and her tongue darted out of her mouth and began to lick those sweet lips, driving me wild. I couldn't stand the combination. I shot a load into her, moaning her name and sobbing with joy as she tightened her pussy and shook her tits.
"That was great! Great!"
"You were great also," she said. I was standing there, getting limp, the bag still on. And wouldn't you know it, in walks John!
This time he acts mad, but I know he's full of shit. Marilyn, though, is gonna do anything that he tells her to.
I really fucking hate him!
CONCLUSION
The patient is not the one who needs the assistance, it's his father who should be here. However, that being so unlikely, I had to teach the boy to try to sublimate his hatred, at least for as long as he would be living home. Also, from now on, he is going to do all of his fucking in parked cars, far away from his father's eyesight.
GENERAL CONCLUSION
The children who lived through the tales in these cases are of a special breed. They have all had very early introductions into sex, very often within the nucleus of their own families.
Although they seem to be adjusted to what has happened, they must work to correct it. Sex with adults is not the best release for kids. Often the grown-up is not available when the kids are horny and that leads to many frustrations. There is also the social taboos that have been placed on such relationships. Kids are very susceptible to what others think and say about them.
The cases of incest pose even larger concern, because there is the added problem of breaking up the family bonds if they should be discovered.
All in all, with a lot of therapy and care, these children should all be able to break away from these harmful affairs and start to sleep around with kids their own age, and of course, from unrelated families.
