Anonymous - Midnight intimacies

Though I must confess the fires of lust were now more then thoroughly awakened in me, arid I responded to him by various movements of my body.

He now asked me to get up and kneel on the floor on my hands and knees. I did so, he got behind me and rubbed his tool all about my protruding bottom. He told me to open my thighs, and I jumped with surprise and pain as I now felt his cock strike very hard against my pussy. Bang after bang he gave it to me with the full, rigid length of it, then seizing my tits he rammed it in at one fierce and sudden push till I felt my very womb double up inside my belly. I uttered a suppressed moan of pain at this unexpected attack, but he continued to fuck me rapidly till I again felt the soothing river of gism shoot into me. Looking down between my legs I could see his staff working in and out of me, and now beheld the thick drops of gism drip from my pussy on to the floor.

Out his cock came with a “plop” like noise. Again it visited my bottom, gently pressing firmly against the little hole. To my horror I now felt it digging its way gradually into my bottom. Good Lord, the pain was terrible, I fainted here. How long I remained thus I do not know, it could not have been more than a minute, but when I came to my senses I felt his cock working its full length in and out of my poor bottom which was contracting on it and gripping his bag of nuts that was pressed up between the cheeks. Now the hot juice began to be shot up my bottom. I could feel it in jets as his rigid cock stiffened with each ejaculation. He pulled it out, and again the popping noise I heard. He now made me squat on my heels while he put his face under my bottom, then he told me to let his gism fly out of my bottom, which I was glad to do, as my bowels felt uncomfortable with that great load of gism in it. Out came the stream on the floor while he prodded my cunnie with his finger. It must have been a rare sight for him to see a young girl's smooth skinned, silky plump, hard bottom letting out his hot milk. Once more, while I was in this position, he stood up and again began to beat my bottom with the palm of his hand, harder and harder they became, thighs, cunt and bottom got a thorough beating as I now squirmed with pain. He now stood me on my feet and finished off by giving my trembling bottom several hard smacks, all the time the sight of my quivvering bottom as I stood before him gave him intense joy. He said he was through with me, and that if I shouted out as he was going he would come back and shoot me, showing me a pistol. I assured him I would be quiet and told him to go away as quick as he could and leave me. He left. I ran and locked the door, and threw myself on the bed all sore from the rude attack I had gone through. I was so glad when father and mother came, which was very shortly after. I told them all what had happened to me during their absence. Of course they were mortified, but what could they do, the man had fled, and they did not want it to become known that I had been attacked, as it would be liable to disgrace me. Mother hugged me and cried, put me to bed, bathed my sore parts most tenderly and sent Frank for the doctor. Mother told him what had happened, and he was crazy over it, however, he advised that it must be kept quiet for the girl's sake, for she'll get over it in a day or two. He asked me all about it, and I took pleasure in telling him all details in a blank and childish way, so that as he stood by the bed I could see his cock beating and throbbing violently in his pants. I think it got out somehow, in a sub-rosa way, and it may have had its effects in keeping me from proposals of marriage from any young man I would have accepted.

The doctor washed me thoroughly, using some kind of instrument. Upon leaving me he said I must lay still for two days, then come to his office at four o'clock when he would have more time to examine me more thoroughly after the inside parts had restored themselves. I obeyed, and in due time, mother sent me to the doctor. I was called into his private office after the last patient had left. He put me on the operating table, lowered it a bit, took off my panties, and examined my slit.

He stroked and molded it so nicely that I soon became hot under his clever touches, for I could not help but move my bottom up and down and side ways slightly, but enough for him to notice my excitement. He pronounced my cunt to be all right, and as he stood up to me he held my thighs apart and deliberately slipped what was evidently proved to be a good-sized cock into my now moist, hot cunnie. I cried out, “Doctor, you mustn't do that to me, what will my mama say?” He replied, “You are not to tell her, — why shouldn't my old cock fuck your nice and pretty cuntie which was already been well fucked by a tramp?”

I gave in, what was the use of spoiling a good thing, besides, I had learned enough though only twelve years old, to reflect that a doctor lover might be a good thing. I surely was getting my share of sexual nourishment at twelve years of age, I thought. I did not tell mother about the doctor, but I told Frank all about everything. I knew enough to be careful nothing became known about me.

Frank was close mouthed, and, of course the doctor could be depended on not to talk.

One good effect their cocks had upon me was to completely stop my self indulgence, and I became alert minded, studied easily, and made very good progress in school. By this time we had moved into a better house where we had a bath, and I made good use of it. Many a fuck Frank and I took in a full tub of water. His being able to use me, kept him from jerking off, and he grew up self-reliant. I had developed into a well-rounded figure, nice plump breasts as firm as could be, the nipples standing out straight, splendid legs, and a bottom that must have caused many a man and boy to sigh after me, for they all would turn and look at these charms as I passed them, on the street. Many a young fellow wanted me to wed him, but I scoffed them away. I would not trust my reputation to the young sports. I considered that what I really was at heart was my own business, but the public must not know me for what I was.

The good old doctor continued to fuck me until I was seventeen, when he too had passed away, and occasionally Frank had slipped his very nice sized cock into my both holes during these years.

There was something peculiarly fascinating to me in those years before he went away, in lying naked in my brother's arms, and he felt the same way. I may say here, from my own actual knowledge alone, as well as from well founded reports here and there, that many brothers and sisters fuck each other from early childhood to long after both are married; that many fathers use their daughters in the same way, as well as a few mothers who love to have contacts with their sons. Did you ever notice the keen resemblance of some children to the brothers of some sisters who married?

Well, Frank and I thought a good deal of each other, and I was terribly put out when he died away from me. My name was the very last word he spoke on earth. True, he asked for mother and dad also, but my name and my body were the last thoughts he had on earth. Father and mother never knew exactly just why We always were so devoted to one another, but you, dear reader, know the secret so jealously guarded from them.

In the year that the doctor died, and before Frank left home, he and I rarely fucked, for, now that I had not the dear old, fatherly doctor to depend upon, we were both afraid of “an accident of birth.”

At eighteen I taught school here, in the grade known as grammer grade junior in a private select school which will indicate my attainments as a girl. I had not been sexually nourished for some months, except I must mention (and now don't be shocked) — well, you'd never guess — by our large collie dog, he was a real beauty too! During the time Frank was home we often used to let Brownie lap us, not often to the point of going “off", however but when Frank did let himself go the collie lapped away all the gism as it had gushed out, while I used to fondle his nuts and bottom, and would skin Brownie's cock. I jerked Brownie off many a time, but I had not yet let him mount me, the idea never occurred to me till after Frank left home. Then one summer day when I was alone, I determined to have a good time with Brownie, thinking then only of a tongue lapping and jerking him off. I wore only a skirt, no panties. I lay back on a lounge, one foot on the floor, the other up on the couch. I did not call him, I wanted the pleasure of seeing what he'd do of his own self and from his own desires. I pretended to be asleep but was peering at him through partly opened eyes. He stretched and yawned and whined in a Pleading manner but I paid no attention to him. He came over to me, nosed my hand which did not respond. Then he planted his hind quarters over my suspended arm until his cock was against my naked wrist, and still I did not respond. Then he began to smell around my leg, and seemed to sense that what he wanted and what he had tongued so often was somewhere under my clothes, for he got his nose under the bottom of my dress and lifted his head till I could feel his cool nose against my knee, the touch and smell of my bare skin must have told his dog instinct that he was on the right track, for he impatiently sniffed and lifted the skirt, his entire head now under it, his tongue soon found what he wanted, and right good use he made of it too. I awakened now and said, “Good Brownie, nice Brownie!” as I toyed with his cock. I jumped up before letting him send me off, threw off my dress and was naked. I took him to the bathroom and gave him a good bath, washing his cock carefully, then I dried him. Sitting on a chair I let him suck me, holding the lips open to aid him. Right up he went till it touched my womb, and oh, how he did wiggle that long, sharp tongue in my cunt!