John Kellerman - The family turns on

She'd had some slight infection. An irritation in the lining of her vagina the doctor called it, not bothering to worry her with some medical term. A daily douche had been prescribed and Josie had been outfitted with the apparatus she still used. Her malady had long since cleared up. But for a reason she wasn't entirely sure of, she continued using the long, slightly curved douche wand.

For cleanliness sake, she told herself. But no other girls she knew used such a contraption merely for hygiene purposes. And Josie only used a mild saline solution in place of the original medicine that had long since run out. So why did she continue with the douche? It had something vaguely to do with the way that douche wand looked. It was pink and about the size of a large pencil most of its length, the length being something over six inches. Long enough to reach all the way into her pussy. Josie smiled as she made sure the hose was securely fitted to the wand. She usually through of herself as having a vagina. But when she was about to take her douche it seemed better somehow to use that other word. Pussy. Such a funny word. But soft-sounding.

"Pussy!" she said aloud, looking at her reflection in the mirror at the end of the tub. Her big blue eyes seemed so round, her white skin as pure as the porcelain of the tub. She touched the pink douche wand with long fingers, feeling the way the tip bulged out larger. That was where all the little holes were. That was where the solution squirted out deep inside her to wash away any…

"Wickedness," Josie said. She frowned. It was the first time she'd ever thought of it like that. But disease was wicked, wasn't it? And she'd been embarrassed when she'd found she was diseased, embarrassed that the doctor might think she'd caught something from a boy. But how could he have thought that? He'd had to make a minor incision in her hymen so that the enlarged tip of the douche wand would fit into her body. And she hadn't had a social disease, of course. Though sometimes she pretended that was exactly what she had caught. From a boy. A boy who forced her to submit in the back of his old car. They were naughty thoughts that always left her red-faced and ashamed. The thoughts left her tingling in a strange way too. Like she was now. But then she always tingled when it was time for her douche.

"I wish I could cover up that darned old mirror," she grumped, frowning at herself. But there was one at the other end of the tub too. Turning around wouldn't help. She opened the small jar of jelly she kept in the case and dug some out with a forefinger. She liked to take her time with this part. It made it better somehow.

Carefully she smeared the greasy lubrication over the tip of the douche wand. The bag was fat with water, hanging on the side of the tub. She had the valve closed until the wand was all the way in. She remembered the doctor's careful instructions. He'd even had a nurse show her where the hole was in her body, the hole that he'd cut there.

"I guess that's enough," Josie said, pushing a strand of blond hair back from her cheek. She slid down in the tub so that just her chin was clear of the water. She bent her knees slightly and parted them. Then she took a long breath and felt her heart pounding.

"It's something I've got to do. The doctor said I was delicate. Who knows when I might come down with something again? Better safe than sorry."

She probed the pink plastic wand under the water and pressed it against her pubes. Her mound was already stretched apart and it opened more to let the lubricated tip glide down between her inner folds. She'd forbidden herself to touch her inner cuntlips with her own finger. And she never had. But the douche wand wasn't her finger. Gingerly she moved the thing up and down her crevice. To smear the lubricant around, she told herself. Her clit was rubbed from its hiding place and rose up. A strange tremor went through her flesh. She felt her legs tighten and forced them to relax again. Her breasts rose and fell a little faster than before. Her belly pulled in under her ribs a little. She was starting to pant softly. She spread her toes against the end of the tub and blinked at her reflection.

Now she was pressing in against the slit where the wand was supposed to fit. There was resistance at first. There always was. Then Josie relaxed the muscles of her sphincter and her pussy opened. The probe slipped in. But Josie didn't push it deep immediately. She pulled it back an inch and then in again. In and out. Slowly. The soft rub of it against the edges of her cunt made her shudder. She let out a soft groan.

"Okay, I'd better get on with it." She swallowed, tried to pull herself together. She had set a limit on the amount of pleasure she could allow herself. After all there wasn't supposed to be any pleasure attached to this little operation, was there? But that was clearly impossible and the doctor must have known it. She'd experienced a certain satisfaction every time she'd taken a douche. Even that first time.

Gingerly she pushed the wand deeper. It went in slowly, clasped by her immature vagina. Pussy. Cunt. She giggled at the various words that could be used to describe a girl's hole.

"Mmmmm," she breathed, getting deep. The soft lips of her cunt were very close to her fingers now and she had to hold the hose with just her fingernails to keep from brushing against her body. She arched her back and then humped it down against the bottom of the tub. Her toes fanned out. It was really deep now, really good and deep. She felt something touching her way inside. Maybe the wand was against the mouth of her womb. She touched the metal clip that would let the warm solution flood into her.

"Here goes," she sighed, but her finger froze on the valve. She just couldn't open it this time. And the strangest fantasy seemed to be slipping in under the closed door of her mind. Like smoke it entered her consciousness. She shook her head and tried to close the naughty image out. But it came on stronger.

"No! I shouldn't think of anything like this!" She shook her blond hair. She'd slipped down far enough so that the tips of her straight locks were getting wet. She didn't care. "Nooo!" But now the images were bright and clear and she found herself concentrating to make them even more vivid.

That wand had become the erect cock of a young male. He had pushed it into her body. Against her will of course. But she couldn't stop him, could she? And it was so deep. He was pushing it in and out of her. Like that collie had been doing to the bitch he'd cornered one time when she was younger. Yes, it was sliding in and out of her and she was helpless to stop him! Josie was aware that her fingers were actually pushing the wand deeper and slowly pulling it out again. In and out in a steady, slow rhythm. Her pussy tightened down on the plastic, making the sensation of being penetrated that much more powerful. She gasped and rolled her hips in the tub. Her trim white bottom squeaked against the porcelain. She licked her lips. God, why was she panting like this?

She pulled the wan back until only the fat part was inside her body. Then she shoved it in quickly to the hilt. This time she actually came into contact with her outer folds. They were swelled out and felt slippery even under the water. She began to fuck herself steadily with the wand now. She opened her knees as wide as the sides of the tub would allow. There was a soft splashing sound as she jammed steadily with the thing at her pussy. She was growing very excited, more excited than she'd ever been in her life! She couldn't make that long plastic thing spear her fast enough!

"Oh! Ahhhhh! Uhhhhh God!" She was pumping her hips without shame. She'd never moved like that in her life and her willingness to continue shocked her. But the shock only raised the level of her pleasure. That damned boy with his stiff cock! She couldn't get away. He had her pinned down so he could keep on fucking and fucking and fucking until she lost her mind!