Case History 2
SUBJECT; Rita G.
AGE; Fifteen
INTERVIEW ONE
It was easy to be caught off-guard when first meeting Rita. She came into my office wearing all of the latest European fashions and looking like she was trying to pass for a fabulously fashionable model.
In fact she was really a fifteen-year-old girl who was desperate for a chance to act like a fifteen-year-old.
The longer she sat and talked to me the more down to earth she became. Until finally, she ran her hands through her well-groomed hair and she just took the pins out and shook it out so that her hair was flowing straight down her back.
Then she sat back and looked more comfortable.
Well, Doctor, if you want to know why I'm so screwed up just ask my parents. That is, you can ask them if you can ever catch them home long enough!
My parents are always running off somewhere or other and they are never home long enough to even talk to me. I don't care because, to tell you the truth, I really don't like them.
I mean, just because people give birth to you isn't any reason for you to have to like them!
But I can't say that the reason that I don't like them is that they aren't around me. My brother Steve is around me all the time and I don't like him either.
Steve is really good looking. He has light blond hair just like mine and he has a very tight little body for a boy of fourteen.
I guess I really ought to be talking about Steve because that's what my problem is.
My parents decided about a year ago that Steve and I were self-sufficient enough to take care of ourselves while they were out of town.
They really do have this company that they run together and they have to make all of these business trips out of town together.
Although I really suspect that the reason they make the trips together is that my mother doesn't trust my father out of her sight for that long a period of time!
Anyhow, we do have an aunt who lives about five blocks away and she checks in on us and even brings us some dinners every now and then. She's the domestic type, very unlike my mother. But she is never really around for a long period of time. She has three children of her own and they are all still pre-schoolers. I fully suspect that Aunt Millie will be stuck with another five children before Uncle Jerry is finished.
My mother was apparently much more outspoken on the subject because my brother and I were the only two that there were!
As for Steve, he was always around. When I was very little he had to be tolerated and then later on he had to be dealt with. He had all of the annoying habits of little brothers. He would toss frogs or dead worms at me and all the lovely things that little boys find amusing.
But in the last two years I have been noticing him in a different light.
I think this is the point where I ought to tell you a little more about my sexuality. I come from a very progressive family. My mother gets all of those magazines that have the centerfold pictures of naked men.
At first I used to sneak into her room and look at the magazines. When I saw those cocks in the magazines I was creaming for a week. But then, I don't know whether it was the fact that she suspected that I was peeking at her magazines or whether it was the fact that she just thought it would be a good idea, my mother gave me a stack of her dirty magazines!
I mean it! She gave me a big pile of those magazines that have pictures of naked men in them and she told me that she was about to throw them out and perhaps I could find something of interest in them!
Talk about euphemism! Well, I sure did find something of interest in those magazines. I used to spend every night creaming and frigging myself when I would look at the pictures of the naked men!
Since I sometimes sneak around among my brother's things when he's not home, I found a whole pile of magazines that my father must have given him.
How do you like that? My folks have never talked to us about sex, but my mother gave me a pile of magazines with pictures of naked men in them and my father gave Steve a pile of magazines with pictures of naked women in them!
My bedroom is right next to my brother's and sometimes late at night I stay very silent and I'm sure that I can hear his springs squeaking. I know that Steve is looking at those pictures in his magazines and jerking himself off.
After awhile I got tired of the same pictures in the same dumb magazines. I used to fantasize that I could be the photographer who would take pictures of the men in the magazines, but I knew that I wanted something much more than that!
I wanted to see a real cock! I wanted to touch a real cock!
One day last summer I finally saw cocks for the first time! My brother had two of his friends over to go swimming in our swimming pool. Our house has a very nice layout and everything seems to make a lot of sense, but unfortunately our living room leads onto a glass terrace that leads out to the pool. So there is nowhere to get changed into a swimsuit!
If someone wanted to go upstairs to the bedrooms to get changed out of a wet swimsuit, he or she would track water all along the expensive living room rug.
The only way to use the pool is to actually use the garage as a dressing room. I had noticed that the wall between the tool shed and the garage was actually only wooden slats that were not filled in.
I knew that it would be tricky, but when my brother and his friends went into the garage to get undressed, I went quickly into the toolshed. I got to the garage just in time to see the boys peel off the last of their clothes and start to pull on their trunks.
The one I was really interested in was my handsome blond brother. I had seen his smooth and well-formed chest and I had seen his powerful legs. The only thing that I had not seen was his cock.
Steve was much less modest than his two friends and I could see why. Compared to the other two boys, Steve really had a good sized cock. He was pulling his trunks slowly up his legs and I reached down to my cunt lips.
I reached under my skirt and then down into my panties so that I could get at my bare pussy. At that time I just had a few wisps of blonde pussy hairs on my twat. My index finger rammed into my cunt lips and I played with my tender pink flesh.
Believe it or not I came and was out of the tool shed even before my brother and his friends were out of the garage. Except for my flushed face and the fact that I was slightly out of breath I am sure that they never suspected anything.
After that I never looked at my brother in quite the same way.
Then, a few days after that, I was in the kitchen and my brother passed by with his swimsuit in his hand. He told me that he was going out for a swim.
I followed at a reasonable distance and when I saw that he had closed the door to the garage I rushed out and went to the tool shed. When I looked through the slatted wall I saw that Steve was putting something up against the garage door as if he wanted to be sure that no one would interrupt him.
Then he went to a box in the back of the garage and he dug underneath some things. He pulled out an old magazine. I really could not see it very well, but it appeared to be a really dirty magazine.
The magazines that our mother and father got were at least respectable. They were things that you could buy in a neighborhood drug store. But this magazine that Steve had was unlike any that I had ever seen before. The front cover showed a man and a woman fucking!
But my attention was soon taken away from the little that I was able to see of the magazine. What I was really interested in was what I could see in flesh and blood and at that moment flesh and blood meant my little brother.
To show you how hot I was at that time, as soon as Steve opened the first button on his shirt I felt my pussy juices start to flow. The boy quickly unbuttoned his shirt and tossed it aside. Then he stepped out of his sneakers.
When he turned his back to me I admired the way that his jeans were molded to his firmly rounded ass and I felt at my own well-formed ass. I wondered how much of it ran in the family.
That's when a strange thought occurred to me. Steve and I were so similar in coloring and in build that looking at him was like looking at a male image of myself.
Fortunately he turned back in my direction as he unzipped his fly. I could see that there was already a jutting hardness in his jockey shorts as he peeled his tight pants down his well-muscled legs.
I began to follow his movements, pretending that I was indeed the female mirror image of the handsome boy in the next room. I pressed my hand against the front of my panties just as he pressed his hand against the swelling mass that was stuffed in his underpants.
Quickly I peeled off my blouse and unsnapped my bra so that I would be undressed just like my brother. And then we were both in our underwear. He was in his white jockey shorts and I was in my white nylon panties.
As he reached his fingers into his shorts, unaware that I was watching him, I reached into the waistand of my panties. I slid my panties down my legs at the same speed that my brother used in sliding his underwear down his legs.
Then his jutting cock was pointing right at me. If only the wall hadn't been there we would have been together and I could have reached out and grabbed his cock as he rammed his hand up my cunt.
But the wall was there!
And the fact of the matter was that if the wall was not there we would not have dared do what we were doing. Let me amend that! I would not have dared! My brother had no idea that he was doing anything! He thought he was about to jerk himself off completely in private. He had no notion that I was stark naked nearby and was about to play with my pussy.
As his hand went to his cock and began to stroke it, my fingers went to my vagina and started to shove in and out.
I pretended that the cock that I was looking at was really inside my cunt instead of being inside of his fist and I pretended that the fingers that were invading my cunt lips were really not fingers, that I had his cock inside of me instead.
It was the most wonderful frigging I have ever given my pussy.
As I watched, Steve began to take on a certain tempo in his beating off. I used the same tempo as I moved my hand in and out of my vagina. I was really hot for him and I really got off on this.
Following that, I used to look for opportunities to see my brother naked. If I couldn't see him naked at least I would try to see him in his underpants. That was almost as good because his underpants showed the curve of his ass and showed the well-endowed cock very well.
Anyhow, there was a time about a month ago when my brother, told me that he was going out for the night and might not be back until very, very late. Once again this was at a time when my parents were out of town. No good set of parents would have permitted a fourteen-year-old boy to go running around the way that my parents did with Steve.
What happened that night was really terrific!
I was up in my bedroom and I was almost asleep. I suppose I had fallen asleep earlier and now I had just woken up again. But I definitely heard some laughter outside my window and I knew that there was a girl out there along with my brother.
Softly and silently I crept down the stairs so that I could see what was going on. As it turned out there was no need for me to be soft and quiet. When I got down to the first floor of our house I discovered that Steve and the girl were actually down in the basement.
When I went down the steps to the basement I saw quickly enough that Steve was on the couch. I was able to remain unseen behind the slats of the basement stairway. I peeked through to watch the two people on the couch.
Was I shocked by what I saw. Steve was sitting there with this really trashy redhead from school. Her name is Sondra and she is seventeen. She has the biggest reputation of anyone in the school and she still wears this teased hair that is fifteen years behind the times.
The boy was laughing with her and handing her five dollars. The girl started to strip. Steve also started to strip.
There was no way that I was going to leave my vantage point near the bannister while the two of them were taking off their clothes. Soon Steve's naked body was sitting next to the flashy redhead's naked body.
She had enormous boobs and her skin was so brightly pink that she looked like a boiled lobster. Her patch of pussy hairs was actually brown, so that was the proof that she was really not a real redhead.
Steve was pushing at Sondra's shoulders and she was sitting up straighter than ever. I could tell that he was trying to push her down close to his hard cock, but she would not go.
They were whispering to each other even though it sounded like a very heated conversation. Even though I was virtually in the same room with the two of them, I could not hear what they were saying.
Then Steve grabbed his pants, his cock was still waving at full erection. He pulled out another bill from his wallet and he handed it to the girl.
Without a moment of hesitation, Sondra got down on her knees and started to suck on Steve's cock. First she took his balls in her mouth.
I watched my brother's body as he leaned back and shut his eyes and let her suck his balls. I could hear a loud slurping as she rolled his balls around in her mouth and rolled her tongue around the cum-filled morsels.
Then she took the head of the cock in her mouth. Her fingers, with her brightly red painted fingernails, encircled the cock and began to jerk him off into her mouth.
She moved her head up and down slightly and her hand was being used to held her lips. When she moved her head forward, engulfing more of his cock in her mouth, she moved her hand down toward the base of his hard meat so that she was making the most use of the saliva that she left on his hard shaft.
When she moved her head back so that she only had the tip of the cock between her lips she pulled up with her hand so that she was coaxing the boy's cum into her mouth.
But she was actually doing this at a very quick pace. She looked like she really knew what she was doing. After all, she was a professional.
And then my brother grabbed her hand away from his cock. "I didn't pay you ten bucks to have you jerk me off into your mouth! If you're gonna blow me, I want you to really suck that cock off!"
For a moment the girl stopped what she was doing and took her lips off of the cock. I thought that she was going to really start an argument with my nervy brother. But instead, she put her hands behind her back and mockingly said, "There! Is that better?"
Steve put his hands behind his head and he let the girl do her thing. She now sucked all the way down to the base of his cock and she kept it in her mouth.
I imagined that when she was doing that to my brother's dick, she was moving her tongue around and even swallowing and moving her throat muscles. Occasionally my brother would moan and groan and I was sure that the girl's tongue was teasing his big hunk of meat.
Then his hips began to thrash up and down on the couch. I could hear the springs of the couch squeaking. I recognized the sound. It was the same sound that I heard through the wall that separated our rooms. It was the sound I heard when Steve would beat off in his bedroom.
Now the boy grabbed onto the head of the redheaded girl. He held her firmly in place by the ears and then he kept slamming his cock into her face. The boy was really fucking the face of the slutty girl.
He actually got up off of the couch and moved forward. His weight was resting on the crouching girl and he was slamming his meat into her face. I could see that Sondra was struggling. She was trying to get a breath and she was trying to get free of the cock that was so brutally invading her maw!
I watched as my brother's smooth and well-formed ass cheeks clenched and unclenched. His ass tightened together each time that he pushed his meat into Sondra's mouth.
And then his ass seemed to clench in one final frenzy of delight. I gulped hard. I could see that his whole body had tensed up. It was as if he had an erection of the entire body.
I knew that he was shooting his cum into the girl's willing mouth.
As soon as I saw my younger brother pull his glistening wet cock out of the slutty girl's mouth, I silently rushed up the stairs.
Am I a peeping Tom, or a peeping Tomasina? Is there such a thing as a woman who enjoys watching things? I suppose there has to be, otherwise those magazines with the naked men in them would go out of business!
INTERVIEW TWO
When Rita came back to my office the following week she was dressed more like a teenager. It was obvious that she felt more at ease and felt that it was not as necessary to try to impress me.
But at the same time she seemed very agitated. I knew that something had happened to her during the course of that week.
Doctor, I feel worse than ever. I almost didn't show up for our appointment, but I knew that if I didn't come here and tell you about this, it would only be worse.
After all, who else is there for me to talk to? My parents are off in Majorca at some business conference. But even if they were at home I wouldn't be able to tell them about anything. I never feel that I'm able to tell them about anything.
As you may have already guessed my agitation has to do with my handsome younger brother, Steve, and what happened this week.
I already told you about the time that I had peeked and watched while he was getting sucked off by this particular girl. Well, this week things finally came to a head, (so to speak).
Last weekend Steve had gone out. I was sound asleep and it was already after two in the morning. But I was woken up by the sounds of loud people downstairs. I didn't even worry about a burglar. I knew by that time that it had to be Steve and his rowdy friends.
Once again, by the time that I had gotten downstairs to the living room Steve and his friends were down in the basement. I quietly crept down to the basement and I found all of the worst element in the high school there.
Steve was with this girl with long black hair and there was another couple also. This black boy and girl that I had never seen before. Steve's date and the other couple were all older than Steve and even older than me.
He put loud music on the stereo even though he must have assumed that I was upstairs sleeping. Anyway all four of them seemed so drunk and stoned that I guess they just weren't really aware of what they were doing.
As I watched from my hiding place the two couples danced and they were stripping each other as they went.
The next thing I knew there was that big black boy with his thick cock sticking out of the fly in his boxer shorts and he was rubbing that black cock head against the satiny fabric of the black girl's white panties.
Meanwhile Steve's pants and underpants were down around his knees and he was dancing close up against the tall black haired girl whose slacks and panties were also down around her knees.
Then I was shocked to hear my brother call out, "Let's switch!" as he eyed the beautifully rounded naked breasts of the black girl. The black boy did not hesitate and in a moment he was rubbing his proud cock head against the trimmed patch of the pussy hairs at the white girl's crotch.
It was exciting to see the sharp contrast between the black boy's deep cocoa colored flesh and the white girl's sensuous limbs in pale tan, but it was even more exciting to watch my brother's pale blondness contrasted against the black girl's shining blackness.
The music was still blaring out as the black boy and the white girl slid down together to the floor. My brother and the black girl both stopped dancing and sat on the floor to watch the other two begin fucking.
I guess that that was an indication that my brother was also into being a voyeur. He had his hand up the black girl's twat and she was firmly gripping his cock, but the two of them weren't into having sex with each other. They were into watching the other two people doing it.
And apparently the black stud loved to be watched. I was shocked when I saw the size of the cock that the big black boy had, but then again he was a number of years older than my brother!
The white girl was lying on her back and squirming around like she was anxious to get it. The black boy lifted her up by the legs and she was soon doing a shoulder stand with his help.
His cock began to penetrate her pussy and I could see his powerful hips gently moving so that he could guide the dick to its tight mark. The girl was still humping her body, even though her knees were over the boy's shoulders as he crouched at the waist so that his cock was at the correct angle.
And then his cock pushed hard all the way into the girl. Even though I was hidden on the other side of the room and the music was blaring out from the stereo I could hear the girl gasp when she was split apart by the big black dick.
The black studs ass was clenched together as he pushed his cock all the way inside the white girl's pussy meat.
And then my attention was distracted by something that happened. Even though the black girl had been barely running her fingers along the blood-engorged length of my brother's cock, he began to shoot.
I saw a burst of white gism stream up into the air and then the black girl leaned over and took the spewing rod in her mouth so that she could swallow down all the rest of his cum.
My brother was panting and on his back as the black girl started to work on his cock. When he finished cumming into her mouth she never let it out of her mouth. She kept on working it into a state of hardness. The black boy was fucking the white girl's pussy as he held onto her legs in his standing position. He pulled her around, his strong legs never missing a beat, so that she could watch the scene that was going on on the other side of the room.
All four of them were into watching!
The white girl was getting her brains fucked out by the big black stud, but she wasn't even looking at the boy who was doing the rough ramming! She was looking over at my brother's naked body as the black girl ate his cock.
Then Steve swung around so that his mouth was near the black girl's muff. He started to nibble at her pink cunt lips. I was surprised to see that her pussy was actually pink in the midst of all of that black air. It looked very succulent and moist.
So, she was sucking on my brother's big dork and looking over at the other couple who was fucking. My brother was eating out her pussy, but his eyes were wide open and he was watching the other couple.
And from where I was hidden, I was frigging my pussy like crazy.
While the four of them were going at it in this way I came at least three times and I was still frigging myself. My hand was soaking with cunt cream!
My eyes were glazed over as I watched them switch off in their marathon fucking session. And then my brother, his cock still jutting out hard, came toward the steps as he announced that he was going to go upstairs to get some liquor.
He did this so fast that I was caught off-guard. I started to get up so that I could run up the stairs ahead of him, but I tripped. The next thing I knew my naked brother was standing over me and my nightie was up so that my blonde-ringed pussy was revealed.
I gasped and struggled as he dragged me to the center of the room. There were these four naked bodies towering above me and soon there were four sets of hands tugging at my clothes.
"Stop this! I'll tell our parents on you!" I cried out.
"Who cares?" was my brother's only reply.
As you can tell by that exchange it was pointless to reason with him. My own brother was running his fingers up and down along the slit of my moist pussy.
When I began to sob, he said, "If you don't like me to do it, then you do it for us!"
He stepped away and waited for me to act. I just looked up dumbly, so he ordered me to frig myself.
I closed up my legs and rolled onto my side so that I could try to save myself, but soon my brother and the black boy had stretched my body out. My brother said, "We wanna see what a good girl looks like when she gets hot, so you'd better show us or we'll really hurt you!"
From his tone I could tell that he really meant business. So I stayed where they had spread me out on-the floor and I fingerfucked my pussy. The two couples watched until I started to cum. Then the boys pulled my hand away from my cunt and they ran their fingers along my oozing pussy lips. They put their fingers to their mouths so that they could taste my cunt cream.
I had hoped that that would be the end of the night, but it was not. The two girls held me down as my brother busted my cherry. To make matters worse the black boy shoved his cock, all stained from the other girl's pussy juice, all the way down my throat until I thought that I would choke.
And all of these terrible things happened to me just because I was a voyeur who enjoyed watching sex.
Since that time my brother has come into my bedroom to force me to have sex with him. I have to admit that I enjoy the sex that my brother has with me, and I am turned on to his body and his cock.
Sometimes he will make me pretend that I am alone and I will have to just frig myself. I am very turned on by the thought that he is watching me and jerking off.
Anyway, my brother has me under his control and I don't know how to break it. I blame this whole thing on the fact that I was so uncontrollable as far as watching his basement orgies.