Chapter 8
Whatever Lola Wants
There are many species that devour their young and while such cannibalism is regarded as the height of horrible acts, there are many parents who have a tendency to devour their young, and this is what can happen, psychically, when a parent seduces or exploits a child for sexual pleasures. There are many unfortunate cases where this has actually occurred. The facts would tend to show, however, that such exploitation can be a desired relationship and when this happens the sexuality unleashed can often be without any controls whatsoever and it is difficult, even for the psychiatrist, to understand how there can be any real pleasure involved.
Unfortunately, anyone can be a parent and there is never any way of knowing or predicting just what can happen in a parent-child relationship. That incest can and does develop is pretty well established, but there are many instances wherein the crime of incest is but one element of abuse and the child is exploited for the edification or sensual pleasure of its parent. When such a state develops, the two can often live together for years in a state that is relatively pleasant for both parties concerned. Too, in spite of abuses forced upon the young, the child can develop a liking for the abuses and thrive under such acts.
Ronnie T. is twenty-four and a machine operator in a factory. He is going to night school in order to better his education. Unmarried, he is the product of an incestuous relationship that developed between himself and his very pretty and very young mother. He suspects that he was born out of wedlock because his mother was fifteen when he was born and he has never known a father. He was always impressed by his mother's exceptional beauty and his life with her he regards as a period of great joy and actual bliss.
"Lola, my mother, was always very beautiful,' he says. "She is a brunette with big brown eyes, a warm arid gentle smile and she always made me know how very much she loved me. She has a very wonderful figure, and ever since I can remember men have been after her, but she never seemed to care much about any one man.
"We lived in New York when I was born and I guess she must have worked some, but it seems to me that she was. always with me. I think the times that I remember best were the times when Lola would bathe me. When that took place she was always telling me how much she loved me and I know I liked to hear that.
"We moved from the East and finally settled down here, and life was very pleasant. You see, Lola was very pretty and when other kids would come to our house they were always telling me about it, and I liked hearing that, too.
"But while I was growing up, Lola made my daily bath a big thing and she was always playing with my privates, bathing them, and powdering them and she would sit and play with my sexual parts for hours after I had been bathed. After I became older, around ten or eleven, I used to enjoy that part of the bath best of all.
"One evening Lola was playing with my genitals while I was lying on the bed. I was a big boy and I know that I had long ago protested that I could take a bath by myself, but she had cried and said that that was her major pleasure and she couldn't give it up. She had cried so hard and so much, I never mentioned it again. By the time I was twelve, I liked having my pretty mother play with my parts. She would sit beside me on the bed and stroke my prick and she told me one day that she was making it grow, because a man needed a large sexual organ if he was to make a wife happy.
"This one evening I was in bed and she was kneeling down between my legs and her fingers were fondling my balls and the other hand was very slowly jerking me off. It got to be a very pleasurable sensation and I tried to stop her because I knew that she was doing something that was bad. She smiled when I tried to stop her. She asked me if it was beginning to feel nice and when I nodded her smile just got bigger and bigger. Then she told me that as long as I was getting to be a big boy, she was going to try to help me grow a bigger penis in the nicest way. She was going to take it into her mouth and suck on it, because sucking on it made it grow.
"You will like it when Mother sucks you,' she said, still smiling, 'but that's quite all right. You are supposed to like it and the nicer it feels while I'm doing it, the better it is working. Will you remember?'
I nodded and then she bent her head and gobbled everything into her mouth and that felt awfully nice right away. After a while she had to ease off because I got a hard-on. She seemed to like the appearance of my cock because she smiled as she started to suck on it. She was sliding it in and out in her mouth and I could feel the strong pull she was exerting and it felt like she was sucking my blood out. I mean, I could feel stuff trickling in my dick, like I was peeing, but it wasn't that.
"She slid her mouth off of it and she sat up straight. She grinned and then she asked me if I liked what she was doing. I told her that I did, that it felt awful good. She kissed me and she said that it was supposed to feel good. Then she went back to sucking it and it felt nicer and nicer and after a while I began to feel a beautiful sensation in my balls and in my cock and all between my legs. The pain just got nicer and nicer and I couldn't keep my legs still. Then it was over and my mother lifted her head and looked like she was half-asleep. She kissed me on the mouth and hugged me and seemed very happy.
"Did my baby like that?' she asked
"I sure had liked it and I told her so. She laughed and said that I should go to sleep and she would give me another treatment after she bathed me the next night and every night.
"I was knowledgeable enough to know that what my mother was doing with me every night wasn't the right thing to do, but I was not going to complain. She did it to me every night and it got to be better and better and I knew that she was sucking fluid out of me and swallowing it all the time, but it got so that I lived for the nocturnal sessions after my bath.
"As time passed my mother changed, kind of. She was being affected differently by what she was doing and so was I. When I was fifteen I had no illusions about what my mother was doing and I was able to perform pretty well for her.
She would still bathe me and I was a big boy with a big cock and a big set of balls and we both pretended that we weren't really aware of exactly what was going on.
"Lola never did let me grow pubic hair. She began shaving my genitals when it first started coming in. She said she didn't want her little boy growing up too fast. So, she would bathe me and then rub her depilatory lotion all over my crotch and I never did have any hair there. But this one night, Lola got onto the bed with me, and began playing with my cock and my balls. I got an enormous hard-on and she began stroking it and admiring it. While nothing startling had changed overnight, or anything like that, I think it was a case of her realizing that she was playing with a cock that was fully developed.
"She bent her head and started sucking it and something about the fact that she was a pretty girl got to me and I started pumping juice in a hurry. She just shivered and moaned and tried to suck me so hard that it began to hurt. She kept on sucking for a long time after I came, and then she lifted her face and she stared at me with a funny expression. I realized that she was as hot as she could be. She was sexually aroused and it was tearing her to pieces. She leaned over and kissed me on the lips.
"Baby,' she said quietly, breathing funny as she talked, 'I think it's about time we had a talk. You know that I am sucking you off all the time, don't you?'
"I nodded, too shaken by the orgasm I had had to do much talking. She smiled and her hand was wrapped around my cock and she was slowly moving it up and down.
"I love you so much, Ronnie,' she said, 'but
I love your cock. And I am going to go right on sucking you off. I can't help it. I love doing it to you. And now you have grown up and you come to your cream beautifully. That's what I want, Ronnie. I can't help it, that's the way I am.'
"I know,' I said. I was smiling. 'I'm glad, because I like what we do, too.'
"She kissed me again and went after it again. She was different after that. She would use her tongue and her mouth and she was impossible to satisfy. She would lick my crotch and my balls and she would stick her tongue in my anus and I liked that. Then she would start sucking and keep at it until she couldn't get any more out of me. Then she would let me sleep.
"That was every night and I really loved the way she did things. She began feeding me high potency vitamins and started studying up on health foods and things like that. She made me eat all kinds of crazy foods and nuts and stuff like that, but it sure worked on me. I had a hard-on all the damned time. When I was in school there wasn't anything that I could do about it, but she made me wear a silk ribbon harness that held my cock tightly against my belly so that no one could tell I had a rail on. But it worked out all right. In P. £. it became apparent that I had no pubic hair and when anyone noticed I simply said that it had never grown and I had no stubble there, just clear skin, so who could say no?
"But after I began to feel the effects of the special diet and health foods that Lola was feeding me, she would have to do something about me as soon as I got home from school. And she was always glad to help me.
"I would walk into the house and plop down in a kitchen chair and she would kneel and take my cock out and then she would pull me down till ^ I could walk around with a hard-on for a while. Lots of times she would have to make me come about three times before I was all right.
"After dinner and homework it was time for my bath and she would get me all steamed up again and then spend a couple of hours sucking me till I was finally emptied out. She sure knew what she was doing when it came to keeping me in a state of permanent heat. I found out later on that she had studied all about that during the years when I was growing up.
"My sixteenth birthday was a sort of turning point. We had a nice birthday party for me with a cake and candles and the whole works. Some of the kids I went to school with came over in the afternoon and we had the cake and some games and Lola was all dressed up and I knew that the guys were envying me my lovely young mother, because they were all looking at her with admiring glances. I looked at her, too, and I realized that she had a very nice figure. Her breasts seemed to be very pretty and quite large. She had a very narrow waist and a nice round bottom and long, beautiful legs. She was wearing nylons and high heels and she really was a knockout.
"She saw me looking at her and she smiled and raised her eyebrows. She seemed to know that I was admiring her and it pleased her. She served us ice cream and cake and then we played some more games and then the party broke up and Lola and I were alone. She sat at the table with me, having a cup of coffee and a cigarette. She smiled at me and then she reached out and patted my hand.
"Did you have a nice day, dear?' she asked.
"I told her that I had had a very nice day and thanked her for the party. She patted my hand some more and then she told me that she had some other nice things planned for me. She reached out and touched my crotch and I had gotten a hard-on just looking at her and she laughed and she took me by the hand and pulled me up onto my feet. She said that it was time for me to take a nap and I knew what that meant and so did she. She was going to undress me and then she would spend a couple of hours sucking me dry.
"But things were different that day. Instead of taking me into my bedroom, she led me into hers. She undressed me and then she pushed me down onto her bed. She lost no time in sucking me off and she made me give her a couple of big loads and then she let me rest. She lit a cigarette and handed it to me. She smiled when I took it and she sat for a moment staring into my eyes. I could see the love and affection for me shining there.
"Do you think Fm pretty, dear?' she asked me. She was sitting on the bed in her pretty clothes and she looked beautiful.
"Yes» Mama,' I said. 'You are beautiful.'
"That made her smile. She patted my cheek and began talking to me. She said that I was sixteen and very much a man, so she was going to begin treating me like a man. Always, she had withheld herself and I had never even seen her even partially undressed. That was all going to change now. I was not only going to become well-acquainted with her body, I was going to learn how to give her pleasure, too. And I was going to stop calling her Mama. Henceforth I was going to call her Lola. Would I like to live like that? Was she kidding? Just hearing her talk like that got me so hot I was laying there with a big hard-on. She saw it and laughed.
"She bent down and started kissing me hotly, passionately. Her one hand was playing with my dick and I got so excited I came and I felt the hot drops on my belly and my legs. She felt it in her hand and stopped kissing me. She turned around and sucked the last of it out of my dick, then she licked the drops up.
"She told me that she knew that she was terrible and that she was depraved, but she couldn't help herself. She said that she would do terrible things to me, anything to make me give her more juice, and she was going to make sure that we always stayed together so that she could enjoy her lovely young man.
"She lit another cigarette and then she put the bed Hghts on and in the glow of the soft lamps she was unbelievably lovely. She sat and looked at me, her smile happy and gay. She tried to explain herself to me and she said that over the years her depravity had bred an insatiable appetite in her for the products of my loins. She said that lot of girls became especially fond of semen and that it did wonderful things for the female. She was sorry that she was the way she was, but there wasn't anything that she could do about it and she knew that she would abuse me shamefully but that was the way she was, too.
"All of the things that she was trying to explain, I knew about anyway, so I couldn't understand her desire to explain. She went on and said that things were going to be different starting right away. Then she stood up and she took her dress off. She was standing there in her lacy bra and I could just glimpse the creamy-white flesh of her breasts. Her panties were fancy, too, and they were soaked at the crotch. She saw my glance there and she smiled. Her thighs were softly rounded and very pretty. They were wet, too. She came back to me on the bed and she knelt beside me.
"Girls come, too,' she said, smiling. 'Very much like boys do. And, every time I make you come, I do it, too. That's why I'm so wet. You'll learn.'
"Then she went after my dick again and knelt between my legs.'I could see the firmness of the tops of her breasts and just looking at her like that made me pump out like crazy. She had herself a beautiful time.
"It got so that she couldn't get another drop out of me and my cock wilted in her mouth. She didn't get sore. She stopped with the sucking and she said that I could rest for a little while. She went to the bathroom and took a shower. When she came back to me, she Was wearing a bathrobe. She lit a cigarette and sat down on the chair close to the bed. She was facing me and she told me to sit up. When I did, she made me sit on the edge of the bed facing her. She asked me then if I wanted to learn how to love her breasts and when I nodded, she asked me to open her robe and she would show me how. I opened her robe and her breasts were lovely, pert things, springing straight out from her chest. The nipples were hard and red and when she caught my hands and put them against the lovely flesh, she moaned and gasped and drew her breath in sharply. She began to shake and she smiled at me.
"I'm coming," she said, softly. "I can't help it. It's just so nice. Oh, squeeze them. Squeeze them hard and I'll come again. Oh, that's it. That's it.'
"She sort of sat up and she taught me how to suck her breasts and use my hands on them. I i
loved doing that to her. While I was sucking her breasts, she was holding my head in her arms and she was saying things to me in a soft, whispering tone.
"I love to have you suck my breasts, and later, you will learn how to suck me between my legs. That is so nice for a girl. You will do it, won't you, darling?'
"I could not have spoken just then if my life depended upon it but I nodded my head and she gave a soft, warm laugh of pure joy.
"A few moments later she let my head go and I was able to move again. She told me to get down on the floor so that she could let me look at her between her legs. She smiled and said that she hoped I was the type of boy who liked cunt. That's exactly what she said. Once I got down on my knees between her legs and looked at the delicate little slit between her legs I sure turned out to be a boy who loved it. She coached me and when I tasted her sexual flesh I went nuts and started coming all over the place and no one was even touching me.
"I just couldn't do enough to please her. She laid back in her chair and for a while she told me just what to do with my tongue and my Ups and how to suck at her flesh and then she just lost all interest in talking. I knew that she was haying beautiful spasms every time she would come and I was enjoying every minute of it. I'm sure that I, spent at least an hour with her lovely little pussy. She stopped me finally, and then we got onto the bed and I learned all about the sixty-nine and we spent hours at that, until we were both too exhausted to move.
"I think we both slept for a while. I know I did. She woke me up to tell me that it was time for our dinner. She had already fixed it. We ate in an embarrassed silence but afterwards, she wanted to talk, and she told me that she had always been a hot piece and she could never get enough of sex. She would be impossible to satisfy, but from then on we were going to have sex, sex and more sex. She didn't care whether I liked it that way or not. That was the way it was going to be. That was fine with me and I said so.
"After that we went back to bed and the sixty-nine again. That night I slept with her and I always did from then on. But things began to change. There was a streak of cruelty in Lola and it began to come out. She was demanding and always hard to please.
"She began teaching me a lot of sexual tricks. She liked it when I fucked her and she would go wild with frenzy when I would come in her. After it was all over, she would make me suck it all out of her and kiss her and deliver it to her. She liked that little trick very much. I didn't at first, but then I just didn't mind any more. I told her that I could use a rubber if she was so worried about losing some of her precious nectar but she wouldn't have that. She said it did beautiful tilings to her when I came in her and she didn't want to give that up.
"It got so that nothing I did was ever enough. Her depravity began to increase. She began acting like she hated me and that upset me horribly. She was always at my crotch trying to drag more and more of the cream she loved so much out of me. Sometimes she would get so hot that she would be on fire for days. I could always tell when she got like that. As soon as I'd get home from school, she would make me kneel at her feet while she sat and played with herself. When she was close to coming I would have to take her sex in my mouth and suck her as hard as I could while she had her orgasm. I was never able to suck her hard enough. She told me that she was going to buy a whip and use it on me and then I'd suck the way she wanted me to. She did buy a whip and she drove me crazy with it, because it turned out that I liked that.
"She was still massaging my loins and keeping me hairless down there and when she was going to whip me, she would rub my buttocks and my genitals with a lotion that she had bought and that would make every nerve-end so sensitive that she could blow her breath on my genitals and I would almost come. That's what that damned lotion could do. She got into the habit of whipping me whenever she felt like it. She would use the whips on me for any reason. Maybe I made her come too quickly, maybe I didn't do it exactly as she wanted me to do it, or maybe I was a few minutes late getting home from school. Any reason would get me a whipping. But I didn't mind, I loved the heavy, sensual sensations that I could enjoy while she was doing it to me and she knew it.
"One night, when she was in a very loving mood and I had pleased her very much, she told me that she was sorry she abused me so much but she couldn't help herself. She got sexually stimulated and very much excited erotically by abusing me. I knew it, and I told her that I loved her. I would always love her, and she could do anything that she pleased with me. She laughed softly and then kissed me. She told me that she probably would do anything.
"One night about a week later, she was in a rage and whipped me severely. She got very angry because she had made me come a couple of times with the whips and that infuriated her, so she told me that she wanted me in the bathroom right away. She was blazing with sexual excitement and she made me lie down on the floor of the shower. She stood above me, her feet far apart and then she giggled. She pissed all over me then and when she was doing it, she giggled again. I didn't really mind that, but when she knelt on top of my face and ordered me to suck her off, that made me feel bad. She liked urinating all over me and that became a favorite trick of hers. And she got into the habit of beating me with an insane fury while I was sucking her. It got so that I dreaded making her come because while she was coming, she would whip me with a frenzy that not only popped me but nearly drove me out of my skull with exaggerated and unbearable sensual ecstasies.
"Lola got worse and worse. She liked to keep me in the house all day on Saturdays and Sundays and she would tie strings around my genitals so that they would be puffy and stick out and she was always stinging them with the whips. But, in spite of all of the things that she did to me, I loved her and I never wanted to leave her. I adored her and I didn't think of her as my mother.
"She was a leech, of course. Every night she would take my cock in her mouth and keep sucking it long after I had fallen asleep, too exhausted and worn out by her hungers to stay awake.
"We lived like that for several years and then Lola began to change again. She started going out with guys and I knew that she was putting out for them. After all, I was always tasting my own semen when I would empty her cunt and kiss her so that she could salvage it, so I knew what was going on, but she never let me say anything about it. I just kept my mouth shut and went on with my schooling and my strange life with my beautiful and depraved mother. „
"Then she met this guy Eddie. I liked Eddie. He was a big guy and he had a store. He liked Lola and they went together for a long time. But it appeared that they weren't having sex, because when Lola would come home from a date with him and demand that I suck her for a while, she was always nice and clean. She would make me entertain her for a while, then she wanted a sixty-nine and then she would lie down on the bed and suck on me while I drifted off to sleep. It was that way every night, but during the daytime and the weekends, she was just as vicious as ever.
"She and Eddie kept going together and after about a year of that, she told me that she and Eddie were thinking of getting married. She said that Eddie liked me and he would be glad to keep me with them always so I would really not have to worry about anything.
"The idea of her getting married disturbed me and she just laughed at me. Then she told me that Eddie was going to come and spend the following weekend with us. When I just stared at her, she gave me one of her big smiles and I didn't say anything more. But I worried about Eddie coming to visit.
"He came home with her on Friday evening and she fixed a nice dinner for us. She looked awfully excited and sort of glowing and she seemed sexually aroused, very much so. I couldn't understand that. Eddie kept looking at me and at her and he was always smiling.
"My mother was working at that time and she had met Eddie at her job. During the years when I was growing up, she hadn't worked and I discovered eventually that her folks had left her pretty well-fixed, but she had finally taken a job because she wanted to get out and see more of the world.
"That's how she found Eddie. They were lucky because the devil must have matched them. He was just as bad if not worse than she was. As soon as we were finished with dinner, Lola gave me a nice smile and told me to go to my room. She would be in in a few minutes. I didn't know what was going to happen so I just did as I was told. I sat on my bed and I was very nervous because I had seen Lola in a mood like the one she had before and I always had a bad time with her when she was like that.
"She and Eddie came into my room a few minutes later and Eddie smiled at me and it did seem that he liked me. Lola was even more excited and she told Eddie that she would have to get out of her clothes right away because she was coming all over her legs and it felt messy. Eddie just grinned and kept looking at me.
"Lola undressed right down to the buff and Eddie began getting out of his clothes, too. Lola looked at me with a wide-eyed stare and told me to get undressed, too. We were going to have a party.
"Eddie was built like a bull between his legs and as soon as Lola saw his big rod, she grabbed it and went down on it. She blew him before he even had a chance to sit down. Eddie did sit down after she popped him the first time. He reached for my genitals and began playing with them. I could tell from the look in his eyes that he wanted them desperately. Lola told me to get up onto the bed and straddle him. That big man took my dick into his mouth and began sucking me while Lola was sucking him. The way he went after it, he hurt me, and I was whimpering for a long time. After he got several loads out of me, he began using his hands to squeeze more and still more. I was dry and he couldn't get any more, but he kept right on with his mouth and it began hurting again, but he wouldn't give up. He was doing something with his tongue and I felt Lola's tongue sliding up my rear-end and I knew that she was helping him. The stimulation just got to be too much for me and he got some more out of me, after all. When he finally let me alone I was shaking like a leaf and I was as weak as a cat.
"I slumped down onto the bed on my belly and I heard Lola laugh as she asked him how he liked her own private cow and he laughed, too, and said that he could live with a cow like that. Then he was using his mouth between Lola's legs and they were doing a sixty-nine that lasted for a long, long time. I could hear the loud, obscene sounds that they were making and that upset me.
"A bit later Lola laid down and he gave her a really wild screwing. Of course, I had to suck it all out and let her have it. When she was kissing me, and getting it, I was on top of her and that gave Eddie a chance to sodomize me. That got me sore at first, but in seconds it became a truly lovely experience.
"The weekend became a real sex orgy and Eddie got to see Lola whip me and all of the other stuff. One time, after she had whipped me severely while I was sucking her, she asked Eddie if he would like to see what my soft mouth could do for him. When he said yes, she made me take his sexual organ into my mouth and do to him what lie had done to me. The surprising thing about that was that I enjoyed it very much and it got me so excited I forgot to save what
Lola wanted, but she just laughed and said the hell with it. Eddie said that I was a jewel and a real delight and they would have lots of fun with me in the future.
"The weekend passed for me in a sort of daze. They both kept me so stimulated that I didn't know whether I was coming or going. Both of them were draining my loins all the time, so after a while it got to be just plain pleasure.
"After the weekend was over, Lola told me that she was very pleased because I had been so cooperative and Eddie was very pleased with me, too. She went on to tell me that they were going to be married very soon and that I would live with them and we would go right on having lots of fun.
"Surprisingly, that was quite all right with me and when they did get married, I was a part of their wedding night. Lola got herself screwed and so did I. Both of us got to suck Eddie as much as we wanted to, and we both wanted to. Eddie liked me, and several times when Lola was busy with his privates, he got his mouth on my sexual organs and dragged every drop he could get out of me. Lola thought that that was very cute and she told him that he could have me just as much as he liked because she was going to get all the honey she wanted from him.
"Our life became very pleasant. It was rich with sexuality and sensuality. Lola settled down into being a housewife and she and Eddie got along beautifully. She gave up her job and stayed home to run the house and look after her men, she said. She sure did that. She fed Eddie and me very special foods, foods that were supposed to increase our sexual powers and I guess that they did. She got Eddie interested in the whips and she would enjoy beating him because he really loved being beaten up by a pretty girl, and Lola was just the one to oblige him.
"They have been married for a long time-now, and I still live with them and we are still as happy with each other as when we first started out. Eddie and I have developed a fondness for each other's loins and Lola knows about it. She doesn't mind. Very often, when her own appetites have been well satisfied, she will sit and watch us and sometimes she will participate. Eddie got her a dildo that is quite spectacular and she sodomizes us both with that.
"We really don't want for anything. I've met several girls that I have liked, girls that I'm sure were fond of me, but Lola has convinced me that I would never make it with them. I guess that she is right. My sexual appetites have been too well-developed and I like too many things that many girls simply won't do.
"I don't really care too much about marriage. That's too late for me now. I don't regret the life that I have lived because I have known and still experience sexual pleasures that the average person could not even imagine.
"I don't think that any of us are at all aware of the relationship between Lola and myself. I mean the incest. She has told me often that she would not be able to stay married to Eddie if she had to give me up. There are so many things that I do for her, so much that is emotionally rewarding in our relationship and I have made" her very happy over the years."
Any comment that a researcher might make about the case histories involving the perpetuation of the incestual relationship that made their presentation here important, would really be unnecessary. The tendency on the part of the average reader will probably be to assume that such cases are the exception rather than the rule, that such people and their activities are rare and usually unheard of.
Unfortunately, the sex groups and sex clubs are now exposing the existence of many such cliques within a family. It would appear that the moral values that precluded such happenings in the past are now either disappearing or breaking down to the point where incest is becoming more and more prevalent.
What the outcome of our permissiveness will be eventually, no one knows, but it does appear that in many cases these days, sex is becoming a family affair.