Underage & Oversexed: Girls Who Play Adult Games
by Unknown 


GENERAL INTRODUCTION 

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. 


The End
