Chapter 4
Debbie
"Dad didn't know anything about the stuff I'd seen him and mom doing in bed together. If he'd known all the times I peeked on them, he'd have known I wanted to do all the nasty things with him that I wound up doing. Especially if he could have seen me while I was sneaking a look at them-and watched what I was doing under my nighty with my hand! I mean, wow, it used to get me so hot just from seeing them I had to do something to get some relief or I'd have gone out of my mind.
"But since daddy dear thought my innocent little face told the whole story, I just let him go on thinking that. He was quite sure, of course, that my young mouth and pussy were just as innocent as my expression was, so why risk getting in trouble by letting him find out any different?
"But that was before I noticed him sneaking a few peeks at me. I'd noticed him start giving me the eye quite a while before, I guess, when I was only twelve. That's when I started my ninnies. I'm pretty sure that's what made him begin thinking of me as something besides just his 'little girl.' I'm proud of them right now, at thirteen, but they were darn near as big last year. Heck, I got an early start on getting them-I was only about eleven when I first saw my little nips swell some and by the next summer I could already tell I was going to have a nice pair of ninnies when I grow up. I think he was having the same thoughts.
"One night when mom was at a P.T.A. meeting he came into my bedroom real sudden-like and caught me with just my scanty little mini-slip on. He looked real flustered and made some excuse but I could see very well that he had an awful hard time taking his eyes off my naked top. He didn't fool me a bit. I knew he was digging the way my little twins were sticking out at him on my naked chest, all white and soft without my bra to hide them. I jerked the covers over me but I purposely gave him plenty of time to stare at them by pretending I didn't know he was there until he cleared his throat. I guess it was nasty of me, but heck, I was proud of them and wanted him to see them.
"Dad left my bedroom quick but I started getting ideas. I went to the bathroom right after he left and sat down on the stool, but I left the door partly cracked like I usually do when I'm just washing my hands before dinner or something like that. I kept thinking about what I'd seen him and mom doing when they were naked and it got me hot. So I raised the hem of my mini-slip up a little way and started fooling around with myself. I didn't even have any panties on under it so it was easy to slip my fingers right into the old groove in nothing flat.
"I learned how to frig myself when I was only eight or nine but I didn't get my cookies until I started spying on mom and dad. After that I could usually come off just by thinking about it. Especially the part when he would put his face down between mom's legs! I got myself hot as heck in just a few minutes. Boy, my hand was really moving under there! My ninnies were shaking on my chest like a couple of loose lemons and my finger was going to town in my warm little pussy. I could feel myself getting all wet down there and before long it was more than just warm, it was hot.
"That's when I heard dad outside the door. I think he must have heard the noise I was making with my hand against the fabric of my silky mini-slip. Anyway, I was so darn hot I couldn't have stopped then even if I'd wanted to-which I didn't. I wanted to do more than just frig it 'til I got my cookies. I wanted dad to get a good eyeful and see what he'd do. Normally I'd have been scared to do anything like that, but seeing the way he looked at my ninnies in the bedroom made me think he'd go for seeing me play with myself even more.
"Boy, was I right about that! He came right up to the door and just stood gawking at me for a long time. Then he pushed in and looked down at me with a real funny kind of stare. He didn't say a darn thing about how I was doing something nasty. He got right down on his knees in front of me and put his hand on my arm.
"He said, 'Honey, how long have you been doing that? Jesus Christ, you've already grown up right before my eyes and I didn't even notice it until tonight!'
"I didn't answer him though. He'd jerked my hand off my pussy just when I was about to come and I was so hot from it I just sat there squirming my butt around on the toilet seat and wishing he hadn't interrupted me at such a bad time. But he fixed that in a hurry and I loved it.
"He was real nervous by then and couldn't keep his cool anymore like at first. He took one of my ninnies in one hand and grabbed my naked leg with the other. He said some really whis-pery stuff and he was trembling so much I could barely understand him, stuff like, 'What a sweet little pair of tits ... what a beautiful goddamn pint-sized pussy ... oh shit, I don't care if you are my daughter."
"He was just kind of mumbling to himself when he said that but then he looked me right in the face and said, 'Don't ever tell your mom about this, you hear? If you do I'll blister your cute little ass for you good and proper! I'm going to show you what to do with all that new equipment you've got, Debbie, and you're going to like it a hell of a lot more than finger-fucking yourself, too. God ... if I'd known what a hot little pussy you had under your panties I'd have had my hands on you way before this!'
"He didn't wait to take my slip off like I'd seen him do with mom. He ran his hand up under it and grabbed me right in my little crack. He sat down on his ass and pulled me down beside him without even missing a beat. He'd already started fingering me and by the time I was sitting on his lap he had me as hot as I'd been before he jerked my hand out from under my slip, He put his mouth on my neck and began kissing me real wet and slobbery while he squeezed one of my ninnies with one hand and kept up the finger work hot and heavy with the other.
"I felt a big wet, hot flash between my legs and it made me want to touch him harder and tighter, so I threw my hands over his shoulders and hugged him around the neck. But he pulled down one of my hands and said, 'No, honey, that's not the way. Right here's where that goes!'
"And he pushed my hand onto the lump in his pants and said, 'Get it out, damn it-get it out and work on me like I'm doing you!'
"But before I even had a chance to do what he said he put his hand on the back of my neck and shoved my head down toward his crotch. It didn't really hurt but it sure let me know in a hurry what he wanted me to do. He jerked his fly open himself without even waiting for me to help and out jumped his big hard cock. Then he yelled, 'Go ahead and put your mouth on it, eat it for me, eat it up ... oh, shit, suck it good for me, you hot little cunt!'"
The young teenager had worked herself into a frenzy of arousal at this point and was quite visibly excited at the memory of the incestuous act. She was perspiring freely and her voice had become nervous and stammering. There was little for me to do but postpone the rest of the interview until she was in a more relaxed state. I was forced to end the session temporarily, and did not resume it until after lunch.
She first made a brief apology for having to cut the interview short before lunch and said she'd do her best to keep it from happening again.
"I guess what got me so worked up when I was telling you that stuff before was remembering how dad pushed my head down in his lap and made me take his naked cock in my mouth," she continued.
"It scared me at first and even hurt a little bit the way he gripped my neck so hard, but I think the worst thing was just the idea of what he was making me do. I guess that's what I got for being so nasty and purposefully teasing him by leaving the bathroom door open like I did. I didn't expect him to go for me as much as he did. After all, I am his own daughter. It's one thing for me to think about letting him do naughty things to me, but it's different when he goes ahead and does them.
"He kept my mouth on him like that and made me work my head up and down on him until he shot a big blob of white stuff into my mouth. I didn't even know what it was called at the time, but I've seen plenty of come since. I know a lot more now than just what you call it-I know what it smells like and tastes like and everything. To tell you the truth it's kind of yummy but I didn't think so then. As soon as dad shot his load off into my mouth and got his relief he calmed down enough to relax a little. That's when he realized what he'd done and then it was his turn to be scared. He knew mom was due back from the P.T.A. meeting almost any minute and it made him real nervous.
"He knew he couldn't afford to let her find out anything but he was too ashamed of himself to look me in the face and talk about it so he ran outside the bathroom and slammed the door shut. Then he yelled back in at me and said, 'You mind what I told you now about keeping your mouth shut to your mom. If you so much as give her a hint at what I made you do I'll get you when she's gone and blister your little butt good for you."
"I could tell from his voice that he was real nervous about it still, but if he'd known how I'd felt about it he wouldn't have worried any. He was already pissed off about it even if it was mostly at himself. So I sure wasn't going to tell mom about it and have her get pissed off too. It was enough having one parent mad!
"I washed my face and rinsed my mouth to get the come out-I hadn't swallowed it, that's for sure! Dad heard the water running at the lavatory and yelled, 'You better clean yourself up good and not leave any signs around.' I guess he was feeling real guilty about it by that time because then he hollered, 'If you'd just keep the damn door closed when you're in there with your panties down and quit showing your young ass off, things like this might not happen!'
"I cleaned myself up real good and used mouthwash. I hadn't developed a taste for come then. I noticed some had gotten on my outer clothes and there were even a few drops on my panties so I had to do a lot of work to make sure there wouldn't be any tell-tale signs of it for mom to see. It worked. By the time she got home dad and me both were calmed down and she never suspected a thing.
"For the next few days things were kind of tense between dad and me but we managed to cover and mom never had any reasons for suspicion. Things were a lot different though in other ways. He could hardly keep his eyes off of me when I was around the house even though I always took great care to wear all my clothes whenever I was anywhere outside my bedroom. He would watch my legs like a hawk and anytime I wasn't careful about how I sat down he would look up my skirt and try to see all he could before I saw him doing it and changed my position. Almost all my skirts and dresses are real short so it was usually pretty easy for him to get an eyeful.
"He tried to pretend he wasn't doing anything unusual but he couldn't fool me. I knew that when he looked up my dress like that he was probably thinking about how my naked pussy looked' when he saw me frigging it in the bathroom and how his cock felt when he pushed my mouth onto it and made me suck it for him.
"I knew there was nothing to worry about so long as mom was around so I began to tease him some on purpose. I was still pretty mad at the old bastard for what he'd done to me and wanted to make him squirm. I'd 'accidentally' leave my legs uncrossed in order to make sure he was looking and then I'd move them so he could see even farther up toward my panties. Then just when he was really thinking he was going to get to see something I'd either cross them tightly and let my hem fall to its lowest point or else I'd just hop up and walk out of the room.
"But the stuff he had made me do in the bathroom the other night had other effects on me too. It made me start thinking about the way certain other people looked at me. Most of the boys in my class at school didn't seem to be very aware of my body but quite a few boys in higher classes looked at me a lot. I thought I had a good idea what they were thinking about from the expression on their faces. And every once in a while on the bus, or when I was downtown shopping some real old guy would look at me the same way. Some of them even seemed to want me to see them looking at me like that but most of them would try to look at me and see all they could without me knowing about it.
"My girl friends seemed pretty dumb about things like that. I'd notice them giving nice juicy furburger shots without even appearing to notice they were doing it. And they didn't seem to notice the way guys acted when they saw them do it either. A few times I would mention to them what they were doing but most of them would just think I was silly and a few of them even looked at me real creepy and said it was nasty for me to think things like that.
"When a cute guy on the basketball team started paying a lot of attention to me from the basketball court while I was sitting up on the bleachers I never let my dumb girl friends know why. He was real tall and good-looking and besides that he was two classes ahead of me so I'm sure they never knew how I got him interested in me. It was easy. I just spread my legs a little extra wide whenever I saw him looking in my direction and before long he came up to me after basketball practice and started making conversation with me. Not that I am so ugly I had to do that or anything-my long black hair and cute shape make me at least as attractive as most of my girl friends. I just did it for the pure fun of it.
"Technically I was just as much a virgin as any of my dumb creepy girl friends but I'm sure I knew more than most of them. I mean how many girls in my class do you suppose had ever sucked anybody off before-especially their fathers! I know most of them probably played with themselves and maybe a few of them had even learned to make themselves come like I had done but I don't think it went any farther than that with them. I once asked Julie, my closest girl friend, if she knew about sucking and licking in addition to regular fucking. It turned out she didn't but she sure was awfully interested in the subject after I brought it up.
"She admitted to me that she played with herself quite a bit and she seemed to want to keep talking about it a lot but I thought it was dumb to waste my time talking to another girl about stuff like that. I would rather have been talking about it with a boy. When the basketball player who I'd gotten interested in me asked me out for a date Julie pestered me with questions about what I would let him do if we were alone together in his car. But I just told her to get her own date and find out what happened when she was alone with a boy in a car.
"When it was time for my date that night my old bastard dad got pretty uptight. I knew he was thinking about how the guy might kiss me and put his hands on me and get to do things that dad had been wanting to do to me ever since that night in the bathroom. He couldn't afford to tell mom his real reasons for objecting to the date though, so I was able to go ahead and have it. The guy's name was Dick and I hadn't been in the car with him ten minutes before he started making dumb jokes about his name and asking me if I knew what his name meant. I could see he was being pretty smug about it and wanting to get me talking about dirty stuff but I didn't let on I knew what he meant. I figured he ought to know that I knew the score from the way I'd been handling my legs on the bleachers while watching him practice basketball, so I didn't think it was necessary to play word games with him.
"Before the night was over the games we were playing sure were different than that, too! I think he knew pretty quickly that I not only knew what a dick was but I knew what to do with one. It all started at a drive-in movie when he parked the car in a real dark place and I got a look at the big lump in the crotch of his pants."
We will shortly learn the complete details of what transpired that night during young Debbie's date with the young man, but it may first be instructive to consider some of the more general aspects of the girl's case history as it is related to other studies in the field. Her sexual misadventure with her father the night that her mother was out was doubtless a causative factor in the later behavior pattern, which shall be presented later in the verbatim transcript of my interview with the young teenager-yet it would appear that certain fundamental desires were already a part of the girl's personality structure even before her father forced her to perform fellatio.
In the monumental Sexual Behavior in the Human Female, by Kinsey, Pomeroy, Martin and Gebhard, we find considerable attention devoted to one of the more central manifestations of Debbie's sex drive-mouth-genital contacts.
Thus far in her account of her sexual history we know only that she was forced by her father to perform fellatio and that she had strong memories of the event afterwards. We shall also learn, however, that she very much enjoyed the apposition of the mouth and lips of males on her own genitals, and that she came to have a great fondness for applying her mouth to the male penis as well. It is for this reason that the material in the Kinsey study is particularly relevant.
The authors state, for example, "In about one percent of the cases, the male had made oral contacts with the female genitalia, and in about the same percentage of cases the male had persuaded the child to make oral contact with his genitalia." This is admittedly a very small percentage of the total number, and in that respect we may consider Debbie's fellatio upon her father to be comparatively unusual. We do not have complete information, however, on the girl's sex activities at ages younger than thirteen. Since a thirteen-year-old girl is obviously not a child-at least in purely physiological terms-we should perhaps view this particular Kinsey statistic in a different light than might otherwise be possible.
Kinsey sheds light on the relation between fellatio and cunnilingus in a separate chapter. From this information we may have some idea of the attitudes of both Debbie and her father toward mouth-genital contacts. Kinsey 'states, "Oral stimulation of the male genitalia by the female occurs somewhat less frequently than oral stimulation of the female by the male. Often the female makes such contacts only because she is urged to do so by the male...." This was certainly the case, of course, with Debbie and her father. Yet Kinsey goes on to say, " ... but there are a few females who initiate such activity and some who may be much aroused by it. A few may even reach orgasm as they manipulate the male genitalia orally." We shall see that although Debbie's initial participation in the act was indeed forced upon her, she nevertheless reached-at a later date-the extremely high point of arousal and reaction to the act described by Kinsey.
It is interesting to note that a certain degree of correlation exists between oral acts and the experience one has with regular intercourse. Kinsey states, " ... among the females of the younger generations who had had some (even though limited) experience in coitus, sixteen percent had stimulated the male genitalia orally. And among those who had had more extensive premarital coitus, oral contacts with the male genitalia were recorded in forty-three percent of the petting histories." From these facts Kinsey draws the following conclusion: "Obviously experience in coitus leads to a considerable acceptance of petting techniques which sexually inexperienced persons often consider taboo."
Debbie's experiences were somewhat atypical with regard to this information, in that she had had absolutely no coitus prior to her incestual mouth-genital contact with her father. We may well interpret this atypical ity in Debbie's case as an indication of a very pronounced and probably even congenital desire for the act.
But let us consider the act from the point of view of the father. The age differential is such that we must definitely consider the man a pe-dophiliac. It is true, of course, that incest may occur between a parent and offspring at a time when the child is a fully mature adult, and although the participating parent in such an act would certainly be morally and socially guilty of incest he would nevertheless escape the stigma of being a pedophiliac. Since Debbie's father definitely falls into that category, let us refer to material on that subject.
In Sexual Behavior-Psycho-Legal Aspects, by Frank S. Caprio, M.D. and Donald R. Brenner, L.L.B., we find that such men often are likely to be sexually inadequate. "Unable to achieve satisfactory heterosexual relationships due to psychic impotence," state the authors, "he accosts children instead of women. He does not seek gratification with a paid prostitute because of fear of humiliation were he to experience sexual failure." Without a more thorough knowledge of the sexual relationship between Debbie's father and mother, of course, it is impossible to ascertain the validity of the authors' observations.
However, from the father's reaction immediately after he forced Debbie to fellate him, we I know that he felt very guilty about the matter. He even suggested to his young daughter in a very vociferous manner that it was she who was responsible for the commission of the act. His reasoning to her was that if she had maintained more decorous habits with regard to her physical modesty by keeping him from viewing her nakedness the event would never had occurred. This may even be true in a very subliminal way but it is difficult indeed to accept this rationale as a complete assessment of his intentions.
Yet we cannot totally absolve Debbie from any culpability in the matter any more than we can accept her father's obviously specious rationalization. The girl did, after all, have some idea of the effect that it might have on her father to view her nakedness. She did not, we must remember, merely allow the man to view her in the bathroom with her undergarment removed-she actually masturbated in front of him. And she did this in the hope that, in her own words, he would "go for seeing me play with myself." We have much justification, then, for believing that his act upon her was not different from what she expected in essence, but only in magnitude.
Neither should we ignore the incidence of another act of voyeurism in the affair. Debbie tells us that she had spied upon her parents during intercourse on more than a few occasions and that she had even witnessed her father performing cunnilingus on her mother. She states that she was definitely aroused by what she saw--"Especially the part when he would put his face down between mom's legs!"-and it was common practice for her to go to her room and masturbate herself afterwards as a direct result of the stimulation she had received while viewing them.
Although it was her father who first engaged her in oral sex, Debbie broadened the spectrum of her sex partners in such acts to include boys her own age. This does not mean that the incestual relationship between Debbie and her father ended. On the contrary, it reached new depths of depravity after she began dating boys. There is no question as to Debbie's credentials for "membership" in that group of girls to which I have referred as oral daughters. It is simply that the young teenager participated in mouth-genital contacts with perhaps a greater number of non-relatives than did other girls in this study. And Dick, the boy with whom she attended the drive-in movie, was the first of that group. It is to the time of that date that we return in her continuing verbatim account.
"I'd been noticing what I thought must be a hard on under his pants ever since he first picked me up. But after we were parked at the drive-in I knew for sure that's what it was. The big lump in his pants was clearly visible under the strong light of the overhead floodlights at the ticket booth on our way in but I was still thinking about it even after it was so dark I couldn't see it anymore. Dick didn't notice me looking at it I'm sure, because his eyes were on my legs and my ninnies almost all the way from my house to the drive-in. What he could see of them, that is. I had on a pretty short mini-skirt so he could see my legs real good, I think, maybe even high enough up my thighs to see past my mini-slip all the way to my panties. But if he saw that far it was only when I was getting in or out of the car to get popcorn.
"It was different with my ninnies though. He could see them lots better because I wasn't wearing any bra and my scoop-neck blouse made it pretty easy for him to get a peek every once in a while. I think he might have even gotten to see one of my little nips on the way there. None of the girls in my class ever wear bras. We think it's silly. And besides, grown women with big tits do that a lot nowadays. But my mom doesn't go for it at all and makes darn sure I'm wearing one all the time. So I do like most of my girl friends do. Just before leaving the house for school or a date or anything I dash into the bathroom, take it off, and stuff it in my purse. That way I don't have to look stupid when I'm with kids I know but I still have it if I need it in a pinch.
"As soon as the movie came on he scooted over close to me as though he were just doing it to see better but I knew different. I was remembering that big lump in his pants and I knew that he was probably wanting to feel me up some or maybe even play with me. Since he was two years older than me I figured he must be used to dating girls who would let him do quite a bit to them so I thought if he tried anything I might let him. I wasn't sure because even though I'd been on so-called dates with boys before, Dick was the first one I was ever really alone with where we could do the kind of naughty things my mother was always telling me not to do.
"When I felt his hand touch my bare arm I thought it was really groovy and wanted him to keep it there. He may not have been exactly shy about touching me but he was a darn sight better about it than my old bastard dad had been in the bathroom that night.
"After he'd had his arm around me for a little while he let his hand do more than touch my arm. He circled it slowly, sort of playful and innocent-like, until he had it enclosed all the way around by his fingers. That put part of his hand right up against the side of my right ninny. The material of my blouse was so thin that I thought sure he could feel my heartbeat even though my heart's on the other side. Feeling his hand that close to a sensitive place like that made my pulse pick up faster and made me feel warm where he was touching me.
"He kept his hand there and once in a while he would move his fingers so he could cop a feel of my ninny. You can see how big they are, right? They aren't the most giant ones around but I think they're plenty good-sized for a girl just thirteen. I knew darn well he was thinking about them and about how they looked naked if he could only get to see me that way. Before long he was getting bolder and bolder about rubbing up against my ninny with his hand and I knew he was trying to get me to rub it against him a little to tell him I liked what he was doing. It felt good enough to make me want to, too, but instead of doing that I did something that puzzled him.
"I moved away from his hand by scooting to my left. This made me closer to his body but farther from the hand that had been doing all the fooling around. As I moved against him I let my hand fall very casually onto his pants leg. I did it so easily he couldn't be sure whether I meant to do it or not. And besides that he didn't know whether I was shifting my position to get farther away from his hand, meaning I didn't like it, or whether I was doing it to get closer to his bod, which he would have liked.
"The truth of the matter is that I had been thinking about that big lump in his pants crotch and wondering what it would feel like to touch it. I wasn't going to try to put my hand inside or anything, just see what it would feel like to touch it through the material of his pants. He played it cool for a while and didn't try to feel up my ninny, but when I still hadn't moved my hand away from his pants I guess he must have realized how close it was to his cock. He all of a sudden bent his head down and kissed me on the cheek. I just smiled without saying anything so he moved on to my mouth and smacked me there. I let him do that too but when he tried to French me. I kept my lips closed and wouldn't let him.
"I was ashamed of how hot I was getting and didn't want him to know. It wasn't his kiss that did it though. It was my hand on his leg so close to his hard cock. Jeez, I was beginning to feel so nice and warm between my legs that if I'd been by myself I'd have played with myself. My panties were all damp from sweat and my mini-slip was sticking to the back of my hot thighs. I guess he was pretty hot too, and wanting to have some action. He stuck his hand under my blouse and darted up toward my ninnies to cop a naked feel. I jumped in surprise and as I moved my hand dropped right square on his hard on!
"He was pissed off at me for not letting him feel my naked ninnies and said, 'You don't have to get so uptight! I was just-'
"But I interrupted him and said, 'I know what you were after-you were trying to get your hands on my ninnies!'
"He forgot all about what he'd been saying and started laughing at me. I didn't know why until he said, 'Your what? What is it you call your tits? Ha ha."
"It made me mad to have him laugh at me. Of course I knew the word 'tits,' but I'd just been used to calling them 'ninnies' since I was just a little kid. A bunch of my girl friends called them that too, so I knew I wasn't so stupid. I repeated the word aloud and he just laughed again.
"He said, 'What are you anyway, a little baby? Nobody calls them "ninnies" except little kids. Those nice little things are tits, baby, tits! Jesus, if you say stupid stuff like that you probably haven't even been screwed before, huh?'
"Since I was mad at him I yelled something I never should have said at all. 'Maybe I haven't been screwed but I've had a man's cock in my mouth before. I bet none of the girls you go out with have ever done that, have they?' As soon as the words were out of my mouth I knew I'd made a big mistake even though I hadn't told him who the man was. Wow, he would have really freaked if I'd told him it was my dad!
"He grinned at me real big all of a sudden and quit laughing. He seemed to have new respect for me. He said, 'Oh yeah? You have? Hey, love, tell me more."
"His eyes got squinty and he hugged me closer to him. He said he didn't believe me and if it was true I'd have to show him to prove it. I thought he was really just trying to get his hard cock into my panties and fuck me. I didn't want him to bust my cherry so I told him I wasn't about to show him anything. But all this time my hand had been lying on the hard lump in his pants and to tell you the truth I was awfully horny even though "I was still a little mad at him. I told him he was crazy if he thought I was going to let him get my cherry and he said he'd forget all about fucking me if I'd just go down on him and give him a nice hot sucking.
"I'm not sure what would have happened then if he hadn't jerked open his fly and let his big cock come jumping right out of his pants. It surprised the heck out of me but it also got me hot seeing it all naked and red there in front of me. And in the back of my mind somewhere I was thinking what a catch he was-a lot of girls wanted to date Dick because he was tall and good looking and on the basketball team. I just kept staring at his cock in a kind of daze and almost before I knew what I was doing I felt myself bending forward and saw it getting bigger and bigger in front of my eyes. It wasn't as big as dad's had been but it was plenty big enough to make my twat start pouring out pussy juice like crazy. My panties were already wet but seeing his stiff naked cock made my crotch feel like someone had turned on a hot-water faucet. Dick must have thought I was just bluffing because when he saw what I was doing he got real trembly in his voice and said, 'Wow, you're really doing it, aren't you?'
"That's when I bent on down to the level of the car seat and fit the big red, smooth head of his naked prick into my hungry mouth. In a way I felt terribly embarrassed by what I was doing but it felt so good to have his hot, meaty pole in my mouth that I didn't care. When my dad had made me do the same thing to him he had been rough with me and kind of hurt me. Even then I found out I liked it a little bit after it was in my mouth. But this time, with Dick, things were all different. I was doing it because I wanted to and from the way it felt inside my mouth I knew I was going to want to do nasty things like this a lot.
"It may seem silly for me to say that my mouth was hungry for his cock but I don't know any other way to describe it. I was salivating just as though I was about to eat a nice hot meal and my lips and tongue were making sucking noises that sounded like an animal or something. At first I contented myself to have just the head of it in my mouth but before long I was gliding my lips down the shaft and back up again. On the downstroke I felt his curly hairs tickle the end of my nose and smelled some weird smell that really turned me on. I guess it was his balls or something.
"He was going wild up above me and making loud gasping noises. I think the truth was that he'd never had a girl go down on him before. But he never did admit it. From all the guys I've sucked off since then I'm pretty sure he hadn't had a girl's mouth on him before because he shot off in less than a minute and I haven't known anybody who does it that fast. When my dad made me do it he kept pumping my head up and down on his big hard prick for a long time before he shot off.
"There was something a little different about it this time though. There wasn't anywhere I could run to afterwards to be in private while I frigged myself. And with dad I had been able to wait afterwards at least several minutes before having to put my hand to my pussy but with Dick I was so darned hot and wet down there that I couldn't have waited very long. My panties had been wet with sweat for a long time but now they were flooded in front with pussy juice.
"In all the excitement of blowing him I hardly noticed it when he put his hands under my blouse and grabbed both of my ninnies and even though I felt him squeezing them and fingering my little nips I didn't mind anymore. In fact I liked it a lot. I raised up a little from his lap and rubbed my mouth across his pants to get the come off. I was so horny that I was going to have to use my hand on myself right in front of him.
"He changed my plans fast though by taking his hand off one of my ninnies and jamming it down through the waistband of my skirt. I thought he was going to rip it the way he did it so rough, so I sat up straight and said, 'Jeez, wait a minute and I'll unzip it and pull it down to my knees for you."
"He said, 'You will? Oh wow!'
"I said, 'Sure! Can't you see I'm dying to have my twat worked on? I almost made myself come just from sucking your prick and now I need it even more!'
"After I told him that, he couldn't get his hand in my skirt fast enough. He was real clumsy about it but I made it real easy for him by dropping it to my knees like I said I would and he had his hands in my panties seconds later. My mini-slip was all messed up around my waist and I guess it looked real sexy that way because he was staring at it while he searched through my panties. When he finally got his hands in my curls I was darn near about to come anyway all by myself. It was a good thing, too, because Dick was all thumbs when it came to bringing me off. Since I was hot as a firecracker down there I managed to get my cookies pretty fast but it sure wasn't due to Dick.
"We stayed for the last movie and he kept trying to play with my ninnies but I wouldn't let him do it. I knew he'd already been in my blouse and felt them earlier in the night and that he'd gotten to rub my nips and everything he wanted to do to them. But that was when I was hot and wet from sucking his prick. I wasn't very excited any longer so I didn't want him to fool with me.
"A few days later my friend Julie asked about my date with him and I didn't tell her much. She said she'd heard something about from one of Dick's friends and went on to tell me what it was-that I had sucked him off! It really pissed me off that he'd been telling people about something that personal. Since Julie was my best girl friend I admitted to her it was the truth but told her I didn't think I'd date Dick anymore because he was a creep. She asked me why I .gave him a mouth job if I thought he was such a creep and I told her that didn't make any difference, that it was sucking cocks I liked-not the people who owned them.
"I stopped and realized what I'd said and had to admit it sounded pretty dirty but gosh, it was true! Julie said, 'Hey, I've never done that to a boy. Is it really that groovy?'
"I said that for me it was. Each to her own taste. And that maybe something different would turn her on. I thought she was a virgin and I found out then that I was right. She said she was afraid of getting pregnant if she let a boy fuck her. And she said she thought it might hurt a lot to have her cherry busted. I told her I thought the same way-but that none of that could happen from just licking and sucking. She was surprised when I told her I'd never been really fucked any more than she had, that everything I'd ever done had been with my mouth and hands. That really interested her. I think it gave her ideas about how to handle her own sex life.
"She asked if I'd ever had anything done to me with a mouth and I told her no, not yet, but I'd love to have someone do it. I explained to her again that I got such a charge from doing the suck job that I could almost come from it. She said she could bring herself off with her fingers real well but that she'd never thought of going down on a guy. But from what I'd told her she thought she might like it. Eventually I even told her the details of the first time I ever did it. She was shocked at first to find what my dad had done to me but it also seemed to fascinate her. A few nights later when she was spending the night with me I found out why!
"My mom wasn't home at all that night-she was over at my aunt's house. I noticed that Julie was sort of giving dad the eye all evening. When he insisted I go to the market on the far side of town to pick up a few extra things for our guest I suspected something so I cheated and went to a closer one so I could get back home long before they expected me.
"Sure enough, when I got back dad was standing in my bedroom talking to Julie and she was sitting on the bed. From the little porch on the side of the house I could hear and see everything they did. Dad was trying to look casual but I knew darn well he had his mind on my girl friend's body. And maybe just on a certain part of her body, too-her mouth, and how it would feel on his old cock.
"From the way she'd been acting around him, I was pretty sure she was kind of hot to experiment with the idea of mouth jobs. She was sitting on the bed in a real sexy way that I'd never seen her sit before. She had her nightgown on, too. And it wasn't anywhere near time for bed.
"Julie's a pretty girl all right so it didn't surprise me that dad was taking advantage of mom and me being gone to fool around a little with her. She has long blond hair and is a couple of inches taller than me. And her ninnies are bigger than mine even though we're both thirteen years old. She was sitting there on my bed with her long legs all sprawled out in a way that was sure to make dad get a hard on. And when dad would crack dumb jokes with her she'd laugh like hell. He started talking to her about her boyfriend and finally he was saying real nasty stuff to her and asking her questions that weren't any of his business, yet she just kept giggling and pretending it was all a big joke.
"He asked her if she was really the same age as his daughter because he sure thought she was older than just thirteen because of the way her chest stuck out. He asked her how many boyfriends she had. He asked how late her parents let her stay up with them and even what she let them do with her. Finally he started talking about her and him. He asked her how old the oldest boy she ever dated was and if she didn't know that a man could 'do things for her' that a 'boy couldn't begin to do' and stuff like that.
"She wasn't really answering him most of the time, just nodding her head and playing coy with him. He sat down on the bed by her and asked her if she wanted him to show her some "things he bet she didn't know about that would make her feel real good." She just giggled all the more and didn't say no, so he put his hands on the back of her neck and started kissing her hair. She must have really been hot for it that night because she didn't try to stop him from anything. Even when he put his hands underneath her nightgown right away without even fooling around.
"I could see by the look in dad's eyes that he was super-excited just like he'd been the night he saw me frigging myself and made me suck him. He was moving his hands around underneath her thin, transparent clothes real trembly like some old guy with palsy. It would have really freaked me out if anybody had done that to me but she seemed to like it.
"I could tell how much she liked it by the way she was moving her legs on the bed so restlessly. I'd been over at her house watching TV with her sometimes when a good-looking guy would be on the tube and she'd act the same way. Usually she'd excuse herself right afterwards and I'm pretty sure that the reason she went in there was to give herself some hot pussy-finger.
"For several minutes neither one of them had been saying anything. They sure were doing stuff though. Dad had his hands all the way underneath her nightgown and I could even see that his hand was already in the top of her panties. The only reason his hand wasn't inside her bra was because she wasn't wearing one. He was massaging her titties like crazy and she was just sitting there with her head back and her eyes closed.
"He eased her back on the bed and for the first time he said something to her. 'I bet those boyfriends you have have just been teasing you without really giving you any satisfaction, right?'
"She said, 'I don't know. Maybe.' She said it in a real breathless voice that would've given dad a hard on no matter what she had been saying.
"He took her 'maybe' for a 'yes' and really got down to business. He untied her gown at the top and left her naked as could be down to her panties. He kneeled over her and put his lips right on one of her nipples without even slowing down. I know he must've been using his tongue on it because she started twisting her body underneath him like she was really digging it. He raised up just long enough to ask her if she liked it and this time she said she did. He said, 'If you like that you're going to love what I do to you next. A girl's nipples aren't the only place for a man's mouth, you know."
"But before she could answer him he quickly added, 'But you'll have to do something for me first if you want the rest of it. Turnabout's fair play, isn't it?'
"She answered him in this real husky voice and said, 'Oh ... oh, I don't know. What do you mean? My gosh, when you had your mouth on me just now-'
"He interrupted her and said, 'Where? Where do you mean? On your titties, right? That's where you mean, isn't it? On those nice big tits of yours!'
"She faltered but went on, 'Well, yes ... on my-on my titties. When you had your mouth on my ... titties, it felt great but I don't know anything about any of the other stuff."
"That's all dad needed. He said, 'Don't worry, Julie, you're going to know about that stuff right now. I'm going to teach you, honey."
"He raised up on his knees then by her shoulders and since she was lying down this positioned his crotch almost right above her head. He unzipped his pants so hard I thought the seams would snap and his big ugly cock plopped out in plain sight. He was almost frantic. He said, 'What do you think of this, honey? You ever seen one this big? You think you can get your mouth on it? Come on, honey, take a good mouthful of it and suck me off good and proper now."
"She quit being coy then and was downright calculating. She said, 'Listen, I haven't ever had my mouth on a guy's thing before and I don't know just how to do it. But I'm not afraid to. You mean if I ... if I suck your thing for you, you'll put your mouth down there on mine and give me the same kind of action?'
"His naked cock was only about a foot from her mouth as she spoke and I knew he was dying to have it inside her mouth. He gasped, 'Yeah, baby! Yeah, baby, that's right. Take this in your mouth and work it over good for me and I'll put my tongue in that sweet virgin pussy of yours and show you some fun you never dreamed of!'
"It really pissed me off to hear dad tell her that because he sure didn't give me a chance to have anything groovy done to my pussy that night in the bathroom. He just jammed my mouth on his big horny prick and humped my mouth up and down on it. Before she could really answer he fell forward and stuck the end of his cock right into her waiting mouth. She might not have been lying when she said she'd never done anything like that before but you sure couldn't tell that by looking at her. She wasn't making the slightest attempt to get it out and she had both hands on it without him even asking her to jack him off while she sucked him.
"He went ahead and lay down head-to-foot beside her then and at first I thought he was going to do what he said and suck hers for her. He didn't though, he just pulled her panties to her ankles and started fingering her hairy crotch. Her feet were facing towards me and I could easily see everything she had. Her curly hairs had drops of moisture all through them and the red inside flesh of her pussy was wet and shiny with juice. He kept one hand on a tit-tie and the other one in her crotch while she went on sucking his cock but he never did make a move toward her pussy with his mouth.
"Just then I heard our car pull in the driveway and realized my mom was back from my aunt's house. I could see dad heard it too. He was torn between two big things. He was about to come and couldn't stand to quit what he was doing until he had got his rocks off but he couldn't afford to have mom catch him like that either. He yelled at Julie and tried to hurry her up. 'Shit, honey, let me have it. Come on, now, lick it and suck it good for me! Suck it dry for me, baby! Come on, come on!'
"She must have been doing it as good as she could for him even though he hadn't sucked her off like he promised. He shot a big wad and staggered off the bed pulling his pants up as the come spilled off the end of his wet cock. He barely made it out of the bedroom and into the bathroom to clean himself up to keep mom from catching him as she came in the front door.
"I went on in then, laid my groceries on the table and went right into my bedroom. Julie had cleaned up dad's come mess from the floor in a half-assed way and was in bed with her legs spread wide open. She was shamelessly finger-fucking herself and was so hot from it she didn't even stop when I entered the room. She looked down at her wet pussy and made her fingers go a mile a minute till she got her cookies, then apologized to me for doing such a nasty thing in front of me. But she didn't mention my dad at all, so I didn't either. We both knew each other masturbated sometimes so not too much apology was necessary.
"For the next few days she was a little bit embarrassed when she would meet me in the halls at school but she finally got over it. Dad kept asking me when I was going to have her spend the night with me again but I just gave him vague answers.
"During the next several weeks I dated quite a few boys and I soon found out that Dick had spread it all over school about how I'd sucked him off at the drive-in. It didn't bother me an awfully lot though. The thing is I really do love sucking and licking a guy's stiff cock, so the only difference it made was that I never sucked Dick's again.
"I really got pretty good at it if I do say so myself. I liked to blow air on it, give it little bites with my teeth, run my tongue around it like a barber pole stripe and all kinds of nasty stuff like that. I even grooved on taking a guy's hairy balls in my mouth and sucking on them. And I didn't forget about their asshole either-I would often stick my tongue in a guy's asshole and move it like a hummingbird wing as a part of the head job I was giving him. Wow, that makes guys do funny things. Some of them leap up and yell as though you've rammed a rolling pin up their asshole, some don't like it and tell you to quit and on still different guys it makes them pop their nuts in a second and shoot off like a fountain.
"Not that I ignored my own pleasure. I was still a virgin-I am right now, as a matter-of-fact-and I didn't want a guy to stick his prick in and bust my cherry. So plenty of guys were willing to go down on me. Some of them liked to do it while I was doing the same for them and still others liked to do it before or after I brought them off. There were quite a few guys who seemed to like sucking a lot and I think a few of them dug licking my naked pussy as much as I liked sucking their cocks off.
"Sometimes I would swallow the come they shot off into my mouth and sometimes I wouldn't. It just depended on how I felt at the time. Some guys would get really uptight if I wouldn't swallow it and other guys were real embarrassed about it if I did. But no matter which way it was I always loved every minute of having that nice big hot, juicy, stiff cock in my mouth.
"One day dad got me aside out of mom's earshot and told me he'd been hearing tales about me. He told me exactly what he meant too. He said he'd heard some neighbor boys talking and had found out what a famous little cocksucker I was. At first I thought he was trying to hurt me by saying that to me but I soon found out what his real motive was. He made it very plain to me. He was pissed off at me because I had never sucked his cock for him anymore after that first time and was flatly blackmailing me. He said if I didn't agree to give him a nice hot blowjob any time he wanted it he would tell mom about how I loved to suck pricks. He didn't have to say any more to me to scare me because I knew very well that in our family mom was really sort of the boss. I knew that if she ever found out, she'd probably keep me in every night for months and maybe even make me get a summer job the following season instead of playing around like I usually do. I hated to admit it but I knew he had me.
"He sure didn't waste any time taking advantage of our little agreement either. He made me get down on my knees right there in the kitchen and suck him off before mom came back from the hairdresser. The bastard. He knew damned well we only had a few minutes before she would come driving up, yet he said if I didn't succeed in making him get his nuts off I'd be sorry. Heck, how could I control that? No matter how much or well I sucked his old prick for him he wouldn't get his rocks off unless he was up to it himself.
"I did it though with plenty of time to spare. Or he did it or we did it or something. Whatever it was that happened was really a groove for us both. He'd been trying to get me to do it again for months without being able to. So to finally have his daughter's mouth on his cock again after thinking about it for so long is what made him dig it so much. As for me, I hated to admit it to myself, much less to him, but I simply loved it. I didn't think I would at all because of that first time he made me do it but I sure did. It's almost enough to make me think a cock's a cock no matter who's on the other end of it.
"Don't get me wrong. After it was over I felt shitty about it. It wasn't the idea of it that I liked. I still hated that. What I dug was just doing it. To give credit where credit's due I'll have to say that my dad is hung pretty well. To have his thick meat in my mouth felt so good that during the time I was sucking it I loved every juicy minute of it.
"Dad made me keep our little agreement going for a long time. He would sometimes have me mouth him two or three times a day and even after a few months I was still doing it at least every couple of days. I often wondered what kind of sex life mom was having with him then because I sure as heck don't see how he had much left for her when their daughter was licking him dry so often.
"The only reason I started having to suck it for dad less frequently-like once every two or three days instead of two or three times a day-is because of the little deal he worked out through me with Julie. It finally dawned on him that he could use his same stinking blackmail trick to get some sucking from Julie. He simply told me if I didn't talk her into it that he would go ahead and tell mom about me like he had been threatening to do if I didn't suck him.
"Of course when I told Julie about it, there was no trouble at all in getting her to do it. She was all for the idea. It was just a matter of knowing when mom wouldn't be home and having her come over and give dad a good working over. Since dad had a very early shift at the plant where he worked he came home early in the day. So the time we usually did it was right after we came home from school at three-thirty. Mom didn't get home from her job until after five-thirty so there was plenty of time.
"I guess we'd still be doing the same thing today if it wasn't for what Julie let dad do to her. But you know all about that part already, don't you? That's how come I'm here.
"Licking and sucking were fine. Me, I would've been satisfied to do nothing but that all the time. But not Julie. She got this idea about how she wanted dad to fuck her. You know, she wanted him to ram it into her and bust her cherry. The whole bit. So that's how she got pregnant by him, the dumb little bitch. I may be only thirteen like she is but I'm not as stupid. You know the rest. The school nurse was the first one to find out what happened and from there on the social worker got wind of it. She's the one who told me about this study you were doing and said it would be okay for me to tell you everything. I really don't see what's so unusual about girls who like to suck a lot. I thought they all did. But if this stuff I've told you helps you any, groovy."
The preceding case history gives us an indication of the depths to which it is possible for the head of a household to sink. Debbie's father not only took carnal advantage of his young teenage daughter, but later even blackmailed her into resuming the illicit incestual relationship she had succeeded in breaking. As if that were not enough, the man then proceeded to blackmail her into involving a young girl friend into performing regular acts of fellatio on him. I was personally able to follow the aftermath of these events and can now report that the man is presently incarcerated in one of the country's major prisons.
What is so vile about this man's behavior is that the very act for which he blackmailed his daughter-promiscuous mouth-genital activity
-was a direct result of a traumatic incident in Debbie's life which was precipitated to a large degree by the father himself. The night that he forced her to fellate him in the family bathroom obviously was a very critical time for the girl, yet the whole affair was an incident which could have been avoided, one feels.
From what Debbie tells us about the sex life of her mother and father we are led to believe that it could not have been a very happy one. The fact that the man had such a strong desire for sexual relations with persons other than his wife undoubtedly means that there was something very wrong between them. The unfortunate truth is that this is a case which could probably have been entirely avoided if the family had sought professional help early enough.