Ted Rogers - Up Karen's ass

Her participation in the act of anal intercourse cannot be explained by referring to previous experiences, or at least to none which she recalls. Yet something, of necessity, must have preceded it.

Freud's discovery of the sexuality of the child opened up a new era of research and investigation as well as fresh understanding concerning the sexual impulse. Freud exploded the old notions about childhood “innocence” and showed that the most basic impulse in the child is a biologically based pleasure principle. As he indicated in such works as his Three Essays on the Theory of Sexuality, “a child is born without a sense of shame. He has to be trained into correct habits.” A happy infant lives in a state of joy and bliss which he will never again experience. But gradually the sources of his enjoyment are removed, first his mother's breast, and then, with the beginning of toilet training, the pleasure of prolonging the surrender of excrement. The longing to return to the earlier pleasures, to regress to the joys of infancy may remain unconscious for some considerable time. The first anal experience, however, may arouse them. That might happen when the child is fairly young, and is given an enema for the first time, or repeatedly, or, as in Rosalind's case, it might be postponed until early puberty when, more or less by accident, the first sexual experience happens to be anal. The effect of the boy's penis in her rectum was somewhat like that of retained feces in the infant. The first was recalled by the second with orgasmic consequences.

We do not know what Dolores's background may have been because we have only what Rosalind has told us. But anal experiments with her brother were the immediate cause, preceded, perhaps, by other experiences.

Rosalind's analism was confirmed by a second experience that followed soon after the first and, thereafter, her sexual interest was entirely displaced to the rear. This is how she describes it.

“About a week after that thing that happened in the park, I wandered over to Dolores's house. I was wearing my green slacks that are real tight-fitting, and a tight-fitting blouse. I hoped Dolores would be there, and that maybe her brother would be, too. I was pretty ashamed of what we had done in the park, but what made me more ashamed than anything was the fact that I'd liked it and that I wanted it to happen again.

“Dolores was home, and so was her brother Dick. He was about sixteen and tall and kind of good-looking, but there was something about him that was sort of sissy. You can sense that about a guy. The guy in the park was a little like that, too. We just talked and crapped around down in their playroom in the basement at first. They have this pool table down there, and Dick taught me how to play pool. When he was pressing over me, showing me how to hold my cue, I could feel his dong pushing against my rear, and, boy, it sure turned me on. I was just dying to have him shove that thing up me. But I didn't let on.

“Then we started fooling around, chasing each other and stuff, and Dick goosed me. Wow! I just about died when he did that. He and Dolores saw the funny look that I must have had on my face, and they both laughed, and I just blushed right to the roots of my hair.

“Dolores disappeared upstairs and came back down with a jar of cold cream. I felt funny-especially when I saw the look in Dick's eyes-and I stood leaning my fanny against the pool table, staring at him. Both of our voices were real husky when we tried to talk about stupid stuff like school. We both knew what was going to happen. Dolores, I figured, really runs things between those two. She's really bossy.

“'Okay, you guys, this is it,' she said. 'Both of you, take your pants off.'

“Dick and I both sort of choked up. Then he started undoing his belt, and after he did that, I started on my zipper, and pretty soon we were standing there in our birthday suits. Dolores made us strip naked. I kept worrying about her folks, and if they were going to come home, but she said they would be gone for hours.

“Dolores made me bend over the pool table and spread my legs apart. I was just about wild. Dolores took her brother's dong in her mouth and started to suck it, like she had the boy in the park. Dick got all excited, and when she stopped, it was hard as a rock. I just stared at it while I was bending over the pool table and looking back. It was much thicker and longer than the other boy's had been. It looked like a banana. I couldn't see how he could get it in, especially because I'm pretty small. And I was scared, too, because if he did get that thing in, it would just rip me open back there. But I couldn't move. I really wanted it all the time I was scared. In fact, being scared made me want it even more.

“Dolores smeared cold cream on her brother's dong, and I could see that he had to really control himself, he was so excited. Then she daubed a mess of it on her finger and all of a sudden ran it up my rear.

“'Wow!' I squealed.

“'Want me to do it again?'

“'Ye-s-s-s-s!'

“And she did. Boy, did I want it then. I didn't care if that big pole ripped me to pieces or not at that point. I had to have it up my backside.

“I closed my eyes and waited. Like before, Dolores guided the thing between my cheeks, and I felt it pressing against my asshole. Dick pushed. And Dolores told me to take a deep breath and push back. I did what she said. There was this awful pain, worse than the first time, but I wanted it so bad that I didn't care. He worked it in me very slowly. The worst is the first part when the head is going in. It just rips you apart back there. I couldn't help yelling.

“But they didn't pay any attention to me, and I didn't want them to stop. It kept going in and in. And then, suddenly, when the tip had shoved up through my anus, it just shot up my rectum all the way. Wow, that was really something! That big thing just slithered in.

“Dick was as wild as I was at this point and started pumping back and forth in me. The first time was hard because my rear was so tight, but then it got easier and he was just pushing back and forth. I was just moaning and moaning, it felt so good. Oh, it felt good. I'd never had anything ever happen to me that felt so good. It was much better than the first time.

“I felt the pressure building up in me again, like it had before. It grew, and the good feeling was so intense that I was just wiggling all over and my bottom was bouncing up and down. And all the time he kept screwing me and screwing me. We were both breathing hard. I just shut my eyes real tight and tried to relax because I knew it would slide in and out easier if I did, but I just couldn't, and instead my rectum just grabbed tight around his dong and that was really good because that's one of the things that makes cornholing so good, the fact that it's tight, really tight. I'd much rather be screwed in the ass than the regular way. And the other thing that was good is that you didn't have to fool around with rubbers or anything like that, or worry that maybe you'd get pregnant. I just really relaxed and enjoyed it.

“He kept on pumping me, and it got so good that I couldn't stand it when I felt his dong pulsating and the warm cream spurting up me. Boy, it felt like a gallon of it was going up me. That brought me to my climax, too, and I just groaned and groaned because it felt so good. He held it way up in, as far as it would go, while the juice spurted in, and then slowly pulled it out. Like that other time, I was just fagged, and so was Dick. Dolores had this funny look on her face. She really enjoyed watching her brother give it to me.

“She had me lie down then on my stomach on the couch and just kept running her fingers over my buttocks and very lightly down the crack. 'He pushed it way up in there,' she whispered. She seemed to get something out of doing that, and I guess I did, too. It was nice and delicious just to lie there and have her tickle my fanny. Dick was completely flaked out, too.