Chapter 1
"Cathy, go out and play with Debra and Karen."
"Oh ma, do I have to?"
"Yes," she said, "you have to."
I guess my mother thinks that ten years old, isn't old enough to take care of myself yet.
"I don't want to play house anymore," said Karen, "you never let me be the mother."
"Oh Karen," said Debra, "sometimes you're such a baby. Cathy, what should we play?"
"Let's play hospital," I said. "I'll get my dolls and meet you in the garage."
We closed the doors so just the light from the window came in. Then we took all of the clothes off the dolls and covered them with a blanket.
Karen said she thought that we should take out the dolls appendix, but we weren't clean enough to operate, we had germs on our clothes.
"Gee, we will have to take our clothes off too." I said. So we did.
"Cathy your peepee looks different, you have hair growing on it," said Debra.
"Stupid," I said, "It's supposed to have hair on it when you get older."
Karen said, "Can I touch it?"
"Of course," I said, being proud that I had hair and they didn't. No one ever touched me there before and it felt good, I didn't want her to stop.
"You can look at it some more if you want to," I said. Both of them were touching me now at the same time.
"Wait," I said, "I'll lie down on the table so you can see where I peepee from."
I laid down on the table, on my back, and opened my legs wide. They touched me all over there. Then we took turns on the table and looked and touched each other. This was more fun than playing house.
Every time we played together after that we did the same thing. But, one day our mothers caught us and we all got punished. We were told that that was dirty and we should never do it again.
One day, my mother and father went to the movies and my sixteen year old brother was watching me. He told me to go to bed early, because he had a few things to do. I wasn't sleepy, so in a little while I got out of bed and went into the living room to see what my brother Hal was watching on television.
When he saw me, he jumped up and yelled, why wasn't I sleeping yet. I told him I wasn't tired. I saw that he was zipping up his zipper and putting his belt on. Then I noticed that he had a lump in his pants. I asked him what the lump was. He told me, nothing. I said that sometimes I see lumps in boys pants and I want to know what they are. He said that if he showed me a trick would I go to bed after, and not tell mommy and daddy about the trick.
I promised him that I wouldn't say anything. He told me that I was old enough to know, and that I should open his pants. I did, and he pulled out a soft lump of skin. I asked him what it was and he told me that it was called a dick. He said that that's what men use when they have to go to the bathroom.
Hal told me to hold it for him. Then he told me to squeeze it a little. As I did that, he asked me if I had any hair on my pussy yet. I asked him what a pussy was. He pulled down my pajama pants, touched my peepee and said, "that's a pussy."
I took my hand away from his dick but he told me to put it back again and hold it tight. I asked him why. He said because it feels very good but he didn't show me the trick yet. He touched my pussy and started to rub it a little bit.
"Now doesn't that feel good to you," he said.
"Yes, when my girlfriends touched me there, it didn't feel as good as it does now," I said.
"Oh, you've been fooling around with your girlfriends," he said.
I told him that mommy caught us and told us never to do it again as it was bad and dirty. But, I don't know how it could be bad, when it felt so good. Hal told me that that was the reason why I couldn't tell them about what we were doing. If I did, mommy and daddy would make sure that we would never be left alone again. Which meant that we wouldn't be able to have fun like this again. I felt that his dick was starting to get bigger and bigger and harder and harder.
"I'm hurting it," I said.
"Don't worry, that's the trick I wanted to show you," Hal said.
He put his hand around mine and started to push it up and down slowly at first and then faster and faster, his breathing became heavy and labored and I was starting to get frightened, then his dick started to quiver and my hand was all wet. I told him that I thought it was a terrible trick and I went to bed after I washed all that stuff off my hand. It looked like pancake mix.
The next few weeks I wouldn't even talk to my brother. Every once in awhile I played with my pussy before I went to sleep. It didn't feel as good as someone else touching me. One day Karen and Debra were walking home after we had an ice cream soda and Hal came over and asked us if we wanted to have some fun. I was still mad at him, but Debra liked my brother so we went with him.
We went over to one of his friends house, and there were two other boys there. They were drunk and I think Hal was well on his way to getting drunk. I used to see him drink daddy's beer sometimes when daddy wasn't home. They asked us if we wanted any, but we didn't like it. We played some records and danced.
The boys came over to us and started putting their hands under our dresses. The girls were pushing the boys away, but I told them not to. I told them that they play the same games we do.
We didn't take off our clothes because some grownup might come in and we didn't want to get punished again. We just pulled our panties down a little and the boys just opened their zippers and took out their dicks. We took turns rubbing each other and I think we all had a good time.
On my twelfth birthday I was old enough to go to the store by myself. My mother even gave me twenty-five cents for candy. After I bought the things she wanted, I went to the candy store. Mr. Norris, the owner, was a very nice old man. Sometimes he used to give me candy for nothing.
He told me that he liked the dress I was wearing and that my hair looked very nice. He said he had some more candy in the back of the store that I might like.
When we got in the back, he picked me up so that I could reach the top shelf for him. When he was holding me up he had his hand on my pussy. When he put me down on the floor again, I saw that he had a lump in his pants, which meant that his dick was hard.
My brother had told me that when a boy got like that and it didn't get wet, that it hurt very much, and I asked Mr. Norris if he wanted me to rub his dick for him so that it wouldn't hurt. But if I did, he had to promise that he wouldn't tell my parents, because they would punish me.
I opened his pants for him the way my brother showed me and took his small soft dick out.
It didn't stay soft for long. It had more skin on it than my brothers did and it didn't feel so good.
Mr. Norris sat down and stood me in front of him. He sat on the edge of the chair so that his body was touching mine. He took my panties off and rubbed his dick on my pussy. His dick was a little wet already and it felt good. Then he tried to put it in my pussy and I told him that it hurt. So then he asked me to kiss his dick for him. I said I didn't want to and he got up from his seat and told me to sit down. He made me sit at the edge and he opened my legs very wide and with two hands he pulled my pussy open and started to rub it like no one else had ever done before. He put his finger in it just a little, because he said he didn't want to hurt me. He asked me if he could kiss it and I asked him why? He said that it would make him feel better and he said I would like it too. So I said alright.
First he kissed it a few little kisses, then he stuck his tongue in my pussy and it felt different. He was kneeling on the floor and breathing very fast and he put my legs on his shoulders. He licked me all over. It felt so wet and hot and nice, I didn't want him to stop. One of his hands were under me and the other was on his dick.
Just when it started to feel extra good, he stopped. He said I was a very nice girl, and gave me the candy free. He was a very nice man. He told me that anytime I was alone, I should come in to see him and that he would give me free candy.
My mommy only sent me to the store once in a while but I always stopped in to see Mr. Norris, and we always had a good time.
I was fifteen years old now and got my first job in a drive-in, "Victor's" was the name of it. I only got paid seventy-five cents an hour, but I was supposed to make a lot of tips. It was only a summer job, because I had one more year to go until school was finished.
The boss wasn't too bad, but every time I walked by, he patted my ass. I don't know whatever men get out of that.
It was only a few hours a day and I got to meet a lot of the kids I didn't know before. Victor had a son my age who was really groovy. He seemed nice, but was a spoiled brat. He was taller than me and his name was Chris.
Chris never talked to me much, just 'hello' once in a while. He sure was being friendly tonight though. It was his night to run the place for his father.
We talked about school and the kids we knew. By the time the night was over, he asked me to go to the beach with him on my next day off. The more I looked at him, the more I liked him.
He picked me up about ten in the morning, in a beautiful blue convertible. We drove for about two hours before we arrived at the beach.
It was one of those deserted beaches with trees all around it and I wore my new one piece bathing suit with the low neckline and low back.
Chris said he liked it and I knew he wasn't lying, because of the way he kept looking at me.
We went for a swim and then ate the sandwiches I had brought and I started to wonder what he kissed like, I had never been kissed before.
Every time he got close to me, I wanted to grab him and kiss him, but I didn't have to because he kissed me. First just a little kiss, then he opened his mouth and kissed me again.
"Cathy," he said, "haven't you ever been kissed before?"
I told him that I hadn't and he said I had such nice soft lips, that I shouldn't waste them.
"Now Cathy, the next time I kiss you, open your mouth a little and don't concentrate so hard on puckering your lips."
He gently put his mouth on mine and I obeyed his instructions. It felt so much better. Chris's mouth was warm and wet. I felt his tongue touching mine and I started to get a funny feeling down my back, like little ants running up and down.
I started to rub my tongue on his, until our tongues got all mixed up in each other's mouths.
The longer we kissed the closer we got to each other. Before I knew it, Chris was lying on top of me and his body was moving on top of mine until I could feel his dick, straining to get out of his trunks.
We rolled over on or sides and he put his hands on my ass, pushing my body up and down. Then he began to kiss my neck and ear. I kept pulling my head away because it felt so good but he kept it up anyway. He unhooked my bathing suit and pulled the top down slowly with his teeth. I was getting embarrassed until he started playing with my breast and nibbling on my nipples. No one had ever touched me there before since I started to wear a bra last year.
Chris started kissing me on the mouth again and began pulling off my bathing suit. The further down he pulled my suit, the further down he kissed me. He was running his tongue from my nipples to the hair of my pussy. Then he held me under my ass with one hand and with the other he pulled my pussy up and open. He kissed my pussy like he kissed my mouth putting his tongue in and out of me, until I started to squirm. I couldn't stop myself. He took off his clothes and lay down on top of me and held his dick in one hand and tried to put it inside me. I pushed him away hard.
"Cathy," he said, "what's the matter, what did I do wrong?"
"Nothing, I'm a virgin," I said.
"A virgin, you've got to be kidding," he said. "You let me go this far and then you stop me."
"I'll tell you what," he said, "You make me come and I'll make you feel good."
"Alright it's a deal," I said.
He put one knee on each side of my head facing me and tried to put his dick in my mouth. I turned my head to the side but he held it straight and started to rub his dick on my lips.
"Open your mouth," he said, "and make believe you're eating an ice cream pop. It won't hurt you!"
First I kissed it a little bit, then he started to put more of it in my mouth. It seemed so big, and tasted salty. He didn't have any extra skin on his. It really looked beautiful. It was the closest I ever got to one. It had a big vein down the front and the top of it was smooth, like satin.
"I'll help you," he said, "I don't want to turn you off."
He changed positions until he was eating me. Every time he put his tongue in my pussy, I wished it was his dick. It got me so excited thinking about it that I grabbed his dick and tried to put the whole thing in my mouth. He started to move it in and out slowly, until he got me so excited that I pushed his head down on me until he started moving faster and faster, until I thought I'd choke. All of a sudden, his dick began twitching in my mouth, and my mouth was full of come, warm hot come. I started to gag and he gave me a towel.
On the way home I was too ashamed to talk to him. When we got to my house, he asked if he could take me to the movies on my next night off. I told him yes, and he said that he would call.
I couldn't wait until the movie was over so that we could make love again. We had a hamburger and malt with some of the kids until it was time to go home.
Instead of going straight home we went for a ride. Chris pulled me close and put his arm around me. First he sneaked his hand under my sweater and bra and played with my nipple for awhile. He was getting me so excited I wanted him to stop the car. He told me to take off my slacks because we didn't have much time and he didn't want us to waste it. He opened his zipper and he had a hard on already. After I took off my slacks and my panties, I leaned over and started to suck on his dick. He made me stop explaining that he didn't want to come that fast. He took my hand and put it on my pussy.
"Play with yourself until I find a place to park. Get it warm for me," he said.
He finally parked the car under some trees and pushed the seat back. As he kissed me he put part of his finger in my pussy. Then a little more and I started to get wet. He put the whole finger in then and I jumped. I never felt that before.
"Don't be afraid, it only hurts for a little while, then it starts to feel good," he said.
It was very uncomfortable in the car, but when he asked me to eat him again while he ate me, he practically had one leg over the back seat. He was pushing his finger in so deep I asked him to give me more, and I had his whole dick in my mouth sucking away.
"You've got such a beautiful cunt," he said, "I love making love to you."
Just then he came, but he only stopped for a second. As I wiped my mouth off, he was still sucking me.
Little by little he started to put another finger in me. He told me to relax and see how good he was going to make me feel.
"You taste delicious," Chris said, "my cock is starting to get hard again. I've got to fuck you Cathy, got to feel my cock in your hot wet cunt. Look how big it's getting Cathy, suck it for me, make it get good and hard."
"Watch me while you're eating me, watch my fingers going in and out of your cunt, getting it wet and ready for my cock."
"Oh Chris," I said, "I know I shouldn't let you, but I can't say no."
He changed his position until I was sitting on him facing him. But he never stopped fucking me with his fingers. He kissed me then and slowly took his fingers out and put his dick in. Just a little of it. Every time he pushed me down on his dick it went in more and more. Then he gave me one hard kiss and pushed his whole cock in me. I never hurt so much in my life, but he kept kissing me and playing with my nipples as he moved in and out of me, until the pain went away and it started to feel wonderful.
He sat me down on his thighs and told me to push forward and pull back. Every time I pushed forward, he did too, until we were going faster and faster.
"Fuck me, Cathy," he said, "Oh fuck me with your beautiful cunt."
"Oh, yes Chris," I said, "I never want to stop fucking you, never."
Then all of a sudden, my insides felt like they were coming out and my head felt like it was going to explode, and I came, for the first time.
For the whole week I had pains in my stomach, but when we were fucking it felt so good that it was worth the pain, and who could think of pain with Chris's big cock in me.