Chapter 9
When Stephanie came home that night she had a friend with her. Christy had difficulty concealing her displeasure. It wasn't that she objected to Steff bringing a man home. It was just this man. Stud was written all over him. The little blond curls and innocent face didn't conceal the huge muscles under the man's turtleneck shirt. Even though the man's pants were not tight fitting, you couldn't help but see the size of his prick. Steff could fool around if she wished, but Christy hoped this wasn't another attempt for her to get tangled up with a big cock again. The last time, at Pasha's party, was enough to convince her she was never going to get banged by one of those again as long as she lived!
The meal was pleasant. Steve was amiable enough. He didn't act like one of those ridiculous stud-types. He was a medical student, working his way through college as a gardener. After supper, they were sitting on the pillows on the floor listening to the quadraphonic sound. It was turning into a nice night. The brandy Steff had brought home was very pleasant and Christy was feeling a warm glow.
The conversation got around to hypnosis as a form of anesthesia. So it was only natural to give hypnosis a try. Christy was an excellent subject. Steve had brought a metal ball hanging on a string with him. He swung the ball before the girl's eyes a few seconds and when her eyes got heavy from staring at the swinging ball, he commanded her to sleep. The girl went into a deep trance immediately. After testing her to make sure she was definitely in a trance, he turned to Steff.
"She's deep. What do you want me to do?"
Steff deliberated with herself for just a moment, but then decided it was the only way. "Take her back in time to the first time she had a sexual experience. Can you do that?"
The man nodded his head and turned his attention to the girl.
"Christy," he started, "you are going back in time. The years are going to slip away until you are a little...."
The sleeping girl saw the years pass before her eyes. Things long since forgotten appeared before her, fresh and new, as if they were happening for the first time. She was eighteen and getting ready to graduate. She was sixteen and blowing out the candles on a birthday cake. She was twelve and touching her budding breast. She was becoming a woman, she thought to herself. Suddenly time stopped. She was eight years old and it was dark.
"Put the light on," she heard herself saying in a little girl's voice.
A boy's voice answered, "It's supposed to be dark. They never do it in the light."
She was beginning to regret the whole thing. She wished she had never let Danny talk her into playing this crazy game. He was older, though, and most older children didn't want to fool around with little girls. Besides, Danny was so pretty she just liked looking at him. He was eleven years old! He knew everything. He was so grown up. She would have played with him if only it wasn't so dark. This ugly old basement was damp too.
"If you don't want to play house, just say so, and we'll go upstairs," the boy pouted.
"Don't get mad at me," the girl pleaded. "I want to play. I'm getting used to the darkness now. What are we going to do?"
"Well, I'm your husband and you are my wife. Okay. We've just put the children to bed and we're watching television. Sit here by me," the boy commanded. The girl quickly sat by his side. "Closer," he demanded.
Christy sat right next to Danny, so that she was touching his side. She had touched other children before, but somehow, she felt different this time. Her pee-pee itched and she wanted to scratch it.
"The kiddies are asleep now, how about you and me 'making it,' baby?" Danny was trying to imitate his father's voice.
Christy smiled and looked at the pretty boy, not knowing what to expect next.
"You're supposed to kiss me on the cheek," the boy whispered.
The little girl quickly responded by planting a big kiss on his cheek.
Danny was getting a little nervous now. He wanted to explore the girl's body, but he didn't know what to do next. He remembered his parents were always kissing on the mouth, so he touched the girl's lips with his own. He wished she would do something besides smile all the time. She didn't have any bumps on her chest, so the only thing worth looking into was what she had hidden beneath her panties.
Christy kept thinking it was awfully scary down here. She would really prefer playing out in the sun, but if this was what Danny wanted, she'd do it. She was a little nervous about being in the cellar with Danny because her Uncle wasn't working right now and she was afraid of him. He always looked at her in a funny way. He was Danny's father and he was always pinching her behind. Lots of times he pinched so hard it left a black and blue mark.
When Danny put his hand on her leg, Christy was surprised. Not that she had never been touched on the leg, but Danny's hand felt so ... hot.
"You just do what I do," Danny's voice sounded shaky to the girl. She wouldn't disobey him for anything, though. She put her hand on his leg. He must be cold, Christy thought. She saw him shaking. When he slid his hand up her leg to her crotch, she did the same to him. She wished her hole wasn't so itchy. It was really bothering her now. She jumped a little when Danny's hand touched her there. His hand was shaking so much, though, she reached down with her free hand and steadied his.
"Are you cold?" she asked the boy.
"No!" he protested. "You're supposed to touch me there now."
Christy couldn't understand why Danny's voice sounded so funny. She was glad, though, that he was rubbing her pee-pee. The itching was getting worse. She wondered if he had the same problem. He had something in the way. A little bump was right in front of his hole. She tried to move it aside so that she could rub him the same way, but it wouldn't move, so she just started rubbing the whole area.
"How's that feel, baby?" Danny was trying to sound like his father again.
Christy thought he was so funny. It did feel good though. She tried to sound like her aunt when she replied, "Oh, it feels good, darling."
Danny told the girl to stand up for a minute. Christy didn't want him to stop rubbing yet, but she did what she was asked. When she stood up, Danny knelt in front of her. He lifted her short skirt and ordered her to hold it. While she held the skirt, he pulled down her bloomers. He just looked at her peepee thing. She felt silly standing there holding her skirt with her bloomers hanging around her feet and Danny staring at her like that
"You want to see mine?"
Before the girl could answer, the little boy had his pants down. He wore a different kind of bloomer than she did. Then he pulled his bloomers down. Christy was surprised at what she saw. It looked like he had a little ... snake. A little white snake stuck to his stomach. Two little eggs hung beneath the snake. She didn't know little boys were like that. It looked so strange she reached out and touched it. It was like it was almost alive. It jumped a little when her hand touched its skin. Danny pushed her back on the couch. His hand started exploring all the ridges and crevices of the girl's little slit. Christy thought how much better he could scratch her than she could do it herself.
His little pee-pee fascinated her. She grabbed the snake part with her thumb and finger and pulled the skin back and forth. It seemed like the snake got a little bigger as she played with it. The little eggs on the bottom were hard too. She wasn't quite prepared when the little boy's finger entered her hole. She stiffened her legs and locked them around his wrist.
"You gotta let me do this. It's all part of the game," the nervous boy assured her. "You like it, don't you?"
It did feel good, so far. She relaxed her grip and the boy's prodding finger continued its journey. She felt something wet start flowing in her hole. She wasn't peeing, so she didn't know what it was. His finger was beginning to really feel good. Danny's hips were undulating now as she played with his little cock.
Steff and her friend saw a remarkable change take place on Christy's face. She looked terrified! The look of sheer animal pleasure was replaced by a look of agonizing pain.
Steve tried to soothe the girl. "Relax, Christy. Relax. Everything is all right. It happened a long time ago. Once you tell us what happened, you will be free of this pain. You trust me, don't you?" The girl nodded her head. "What happened next?" Steve asked.
The girl's face relaxed and she talked in a monotone now. She sounded like someone who had been forced to tell a story, but not willingly.
"The light came on in the basement," she started. "Danny was frightened, I could see right away, but I didn't know why. He pulled his pants up real fast, but my uncle saw him do it. He slapped Danny across the face hard and told him to go upstairs. I had forgotten that my bloomers were off...."
The girl's voice trailed off as she began to relive the moment. Steve nodded to Stephanie to show her that Christy was once again back in time.
Christy started to follow Danny up the stairs. She didn't like her uncle and she was mad because he had slapped Danny. She stumbled over her bloomers, which she had forgotten to pull up. The uncle grabbed her arm and yanked her to her feet. Danny was at the top of the stairs and he looked down to see what was happening. His father shouted at him to get the hell out of there and close the door behind him. Danny left and she was alone with her uncle!
Her uncle was a big man. He wasn't really her uncle. Mama had married a second time when she was just a baby. This nasty man was her step-father's brother. He was always saying things to make mama feel bad. He always had a funny smell about him be cause he drank a lot of ... wine or something. Whiskey. That was it. ... He always drank a lot of whiskey. He smelled bad now. She wanted to go home.
"So you like playing with a little cock, do you? Well, we'll see if we can't teach you a little lesson about cocks," he said as he looked at the girl's slit. The naked little mound aroused the man. While he held the girl with one hand, his other ran over the soft triangle of the girl. He ran his finger tips along the slit, enjoying the soft, smooth skin.
"Not a hair on that cunt," he said with obvious delight. His hand reached around and felt the soft little mounds of flesh. He ran his hands down the crack of her little ass.
"You are a choice little morsel."
He was saying nice things to her, but the way he said them made her feel very uncomfortable. She wanted to put her bloomers back on. She didn't want his hands touching her like that. He wasn't like Danny. She wanted her mother.
"Let me go," she told the big man. "Let me go!" She tried to kick the man, but her bloomers had her legs bound and she lost her balance.
The man just laughed at her futile efforts.
"Hell, I thought you was interested in playing wjth cock, little girl. Danny ain't got nothing. He can't even get it stiff yet. Look at this one." Her uncle unzipped his pants and pulled out a snake just like Danny's.
This one was not pretty. It was a big, ugly snake. It was mad, tool It was standing straight up and drooling from a little hole in the middle of its head. It slobbered all over itself and was dripping down its body. The body was all red and wrinkled with ugly lines and blue veins.
"Go ahead. Look at a real man's cock," he told the child. "Touch it. Go ahead, touch it," he commanded.
Christy didn't want to. It was ugly and she wanted to go home.
"Damn you, touch it," he shouted in anger.
Christy struggled against the man's hand.
"You lousy little cunt!" He slapped the girl across the face. Tears welled up in the frightened girl's eyes.
"You cry or yell, you little bitch, and I'll beat you up so bad your own mama wouldn't recognize you. Do you understand?" he hissed at her.
The terrified girl nodded her head.
"Touch it," he commanded once more. The girl's hand reached out and touched the giant snake. The skin felt like it was on fire.
"Put your whole hand around it like it was the handle on an all-day sucker."
Christy grabbed the stiff snake in her hand. Her uncle seemed so strange. His eyes were wild. His voice was shaky. He pulled the snake back, so she let go. He hit her so hard that time, she lost her balance and he jerked her back on her feet.
"Don't you let go until I tell you!" he said as he placed her hand back on his cock. Christy forced back the tears as she hung on to the huge snake. Her uncle moved his snake back and forth in her hand. His eyes got a glazed look, as he murmured, "Kiss it Kiss it."
The girl did as she was ordered. It was just like kissing snot she thought as her lips touched the slimy snake.
"Now lick it like it was a sucker."
The trembling child stuck her tongue out and touched the snake with it. Then she started licking it. She pretended she was somewhere else and this was a sucker and her mother would come any minute now and take her away from this terrible man.
"Oh, you do that good," the man moaned as he enjoyed the tonguing.
"You are going to be a fantastic cock-sucker. Every guy in town is going to want you to lick his prick. Your tongue is already better than your aunt's. Stick it in your mouth, baby. Stick it in your mouth."
Christy tried to do what the man asked, but it smelled so bad. She hesitated, but when her uncle grabbed her hair and pulled her face forward, she opened her mouth and let the ugly snake's head in. It barely fit into her young mouth. She was scared to death he was going to choke her. He started pushing it in farther and gagged her. She struggled to get away from the terrible man, but she only made her uncle madder.
"So, it's not good enough to go into your mouth, huh, you dirty little cunt," he spewed at her in his drunken frenzy. "Let's put it in a place it will fit a little better."
He threw the girl down on the cot and lay on top of her. His weight terrified her even more. She was sure he was going to squash her. Then it happened! She felt the snake between her legs. Her uncle pulled her legs as far apart as he could get them and he started shoving that awful thing into her. She screamed and screamed as the man mercilessly ripped her organ open. He was insane. He knew he was hurting the girl something terrible, but it only made him want to fuck her more. Her pain was turning him on.
He never felt the bullet penetrate his brain. He just stopped pumping as the blood and grey matter flowed out of the hole in his head. Danny stood over his father for a minute with the twenty-two still smoking in his hand. Christy's muffled screams moved him into action. He shoved his father's body off the girl's body. The girl was in a state of shock. Her skin was white. Her stare was fixed. Her whole body trembled.
Steve and Stephanie stared at the girl lying on the couch. They had relived those moments with her and they both were astounded at what they had just heard. Steff told Steve to bring her out of it. When Christy awakened she stretched and smiled at them.
They both looked so serious, Christy asked, "Did I do something awful?"
"No," Steff quickly answered. "You did just fine. How do you feel?"
"All right. I'm a little tired, though. Do you mind if I go to sleep? I don't think you really hypnotized me. I could have got up at any time. I just fell asleep waiting for you to do something."
Christy walked to the bedroom. When she got to the door, she added, "You can try again, if you like, Steve. It was very-relaxing."
When the bedroom door was closed, Steff asked Steve what was the next step. The handsome man thought for a few minutes and then explained that they would have to take her back to that time again, make her relive the pleasant parts and eliminate the terrifying moments.
Stephanie slipped on the floor between Steve's legs. "How," she asked, "would that make her overcome her fear of the big, mature cock?"
"Very simple, my dear," he responded. "We'll just have little Danny have a gigantic prick; have her enjoy it and have a big, big climax."
Steff slowly unzipped the man's pants. "How can an eight-year-old girl have climax?" She reached in and pulled the man's flaccid dick out. "How come it's soft, Stevie?"
"The sub-conscious mind doesn't know an eight-year-old isn't mature enough to have an orgasm. I'm sure if you kiss it, it will do whatever you ask."
The girl ran her tongue over the limp prick. Then she kissed it on the head. "Get stiff and hard. Grow to twice your present size."
Steff smiled as she saw the already gigantic cock start to grow larger. She could feel it swelling in her hand. She shoved the pulsating head into her eager mouth. She loved running her tongue over the ragged edge around the head of the cock.
"Put it between your tits," the man asked. "I love the way it feels when you jack me off with those smooth globes of yours."
Steff pulled her sweater up over her breasts and shoved the now fully erect, giant organ between her soft titties. His cock was large enough so that she could slide it between her boobies and still suck on the cock head.
"That's fantastic!" the man thought as the woman kept rubbing up and down on his shaft. Watching those beautiful tits wrapped around his prick and that gorgeous face going up and down on his cock was a picture he would never forget. He loved looking at Stephanie's body. He wanted her nude. He wanted to play with that black, fuzzy hair and that ass. He wondered if he could do it. Was it possible to get his cock up that ass? He pulled the girl's head away from his prick.
"Off with the clothes. I want to look at your lovely body." Steff eagerly obeyed. She pulled the sweater over her head and dropped her skirt. Steve hurriedly stripped his own clothing off. When the girl got to the pantyhose, he stopped her. This was something he enjoyed doing himself. He sat on the couch in front of her and slowly pulled the hose down. He trailed the path of the stockings with his tongue. When he got to her muff, his tongue lingered. He loved running it through the tight, curly hairs. The woman's moans told him she had no objections. His hand slipped around the cheeks of her trim butt. He started at the top of the crack and gently ran his finger down the separation of the cheeks.
Steff kicked off the stockings as her lover's tongue toyed with her slit. She enjoyed looking at the man's finely chiseled physique. The thick muscles of his neck were fascinating as they rippled with each move. She wanted to reach for his cock, but she didn't dare move. His tongue and finger were driving her crazy. His finger was right at the hole. "Push it in," she thought, as the man's hand circled the tiny orifice. She spread her legs a little wider to give him better access. The move helped. Both the tongue and the finger penetrated the holes at the same time. The dry finger in her asshole was hard on the flesh, but a little pain in the sex act went a long way. She knew the tongue was getting a lot of honey to swallow. God, how she thrilled at the way this man fucked her. Wouldn't it be marvelous to have him and Christy fuck her at the same time.
Steve stood up and led the girl around to the back of the couch. She knew what he wanted and was delighted. She leaned over the back so that her ass was exposed to him and she balanced the top of her torso with her arms supported on the bed of the couch. Steve stuck his tongue deep into the girl's snatch. He wanted her juices to boil. Steff didn't disappoint him. She was as hot as a female horse in season. Steve stuck his finger into the dripping slit and then took the juices and smeared them around the small, pink anal hole. He pried the opening with his finger. The opening was still tight, so he kept adding goo to the opening until he could slip two fingers into the hole.
Steff reached back and grabbed a cheek with both hands and spread them as far apart as she could. She wanted that prick in there. All the way in there! Steve tried to shove the cock in. As hard as his cock was, and as willing as the hot bitch was to have it in there, he could not penetrate the hole. His own cock was spurting with seminal fluid. All of Steff s ass hole was covered with the stuff, but he couldn't get the head through the tiny opening.
"Help me up," the girl ordered. "Vaseline will do it!"
The man pulled her to her feet. She ran to the bathroom. The man saw his reflection in the mirror. His giant rod really was impressive, he thought. He grabbed the tool in his hand and started stroking it. He grabbed it in both hands, almost covering the whole thing and then he stroked it. What a pleasure stick! "I almost wish I was a woman so I could suck myself," he thought.
"Enjoying yourself?" Steff asked, as she returned to the room with a large jar of Vaseline. She took the lubricant and placed it all over the prick. While she was spreading it on the man's cock, Steve played with the girl's pretty titties. He stroked the nipples and felt them harden Under his touch. Then she was ready.
Back over the couch she went. The cock was again at the tiny opening and now the big push! Steve held the hard shaft steady with his hand as he pressed it into the hole. It wouldn't penetrate. He pushed harder, and something gave! He felt the flesh parting as his prick moved into the hole. It was just a slight penetration, but it was a beginning. The girl shoved her ass at him again. He pushed. Their timing was off. But he had moved a little. They tried together. He shoved, she pushed and the hole widened a little more as he felt his cock head slide all the way into the opening.
"Does it hurt?" Steve asked. "Do you want me to stop?"
I'll kill you, you son-of-a-bitch, if you stop now. Fuck me, damn you! Fuck me!" She pushed against his cock as another few inches ripped into her insides. It felt so good! Steve felt the hole was open enough to start pumping, so the powerful shaft started banging away at the willing ass.
"Do you like it, Steff? Do you like my big cock in your ass?"
"I love it you bastard. I love it! I love having your cock in me. I love it in my ass! I love it in my mouth! I love it in my cunt! I wish that there were three of you so I could have it in all three places at the same time. You are marvelous, you big prick. You fantastic, big cock. You fuckin stiff rod. I love it!"
Almost all of the man's organ was in the woman now. He pulled the giant shaft all the way to the edge and then plunged it back into her to the hilt. Steve couldn't figure out how it was possible. By everything logical, that prick should be just about coming out of her mouth! Who cared about logic. All he knew was this was the greatest piece of ass he had ever run into. His cock had never felt hotter. He knew that his nuts were about to explode. He wanted her to come first but he couldn't possibly hold on much longer.
"You almost ready?" he asked as he increased the tempo of his stroke. He slipped his finger into the girl's slit. He sought the clitoris. His finger soon had the tiny organ stiff.
"Almost. Alllmmmooost ... Hang on just ... a littt
... OOOHHH. IS IT ALL IIINNN. GOOOD. Gawddamn. AAAHHHH. OHHHHH FUCK, FUCK, FUUUUUUCK MEEEEI"
"OOOH, you fantastic cunt. It's all in now. It's all in. JEEESUUUS. OOOH, CHRIIIIIST WHAT AN ASS. WHAT AN ASS. YOU ARE SO MUCH FUN TO FUCK!"
The man spurted his load in the woman's ass. He could see he had filled the hole because the milky white come was running over the sides and dripping down the girl's long, lovely legs.
When their little orgy was finally over, Steff cleaned the long, limp dick with a washcloth.
"I wish I could pickle this and have it in my bedroom forever." Steve just smiled at the girl.
"Unless we can cure Christy, she might object to seeing it around all the time. How would you like to fuck her, Steve?"
"Only if I could do it to both of you at the same time! First, we have to get her over her problem. I have to go away for a few days, but as soon as I can get back, we'll try again."
Steff wiped the big organ dry and kissed the head as Steve slipped his shirt on. She hated to see him cover his beautiful body, but all good things must come to an end. When the man was fully dressed and at the door, he kissed the lovely brunette good-night.
"One thing for sure," she said as she grabbed one last feel of his prize organ, "if she can take that cock of yours in her cunt, she won't ever have a problem with a big cock again."
Steve patted her on the fanny and then walked out I the door. Steff felt her very sore ass. She sure hoped she didn't have the runs tomorrow.