Case History 4
Subject: Denise A. Age: Seventeen
INTERVIEW ONE
As is common with professionals who deal in emotional problems, many of our patients come to us to try to solve some of their sexual problems. The layman generally categorizes these into so-called "hang ups". And hang ups they are. These problems usually prevent otherwise normal and healthy people from functioning properly in our society.
When I originally started my practice I felt that too many members of our society suffered of these type of afflictions and it was my duty as a professional to try to alleviate them. In this manner I come across some very strange cases where young and old, male and female openly describe their life sexual experiences in an effort to confirm their problems and try to solve them so that they once again feel satisfied with themselves and those around them.
In that vein, there is the case of Denise A., a seventeen year old girl who had come to me with a not unusual problem: her inability to comfortably deal with boys her own age. I said her problem was unusual, however, what was unusual and in some cases perverse, was how the anomaly developed. The first couple of times she came to my office not much was accomplished because she was too nervous and self-conscious about talking to a stranger about her very well protected story. Eventually, though, she began to open up and talk more freely.
Denise happens to be a very attractive young adolescent. She has long blond wavy hair that almost reaches her backside. Her lovely green eyes are set in a beautiful face that have among other gorgeous features a small pointed nose, priceless rosy lips carefully guarded by small dimples and slight freckles that give her an air of innocence.
That's about all that give her an air of innocence, because as your eyes begin to examine the rest of her lovely anatomy, you'd think that you are staring at the body of a luscious twenty-five year old.
She has large well rounded breasts that show firmness through her braless peasant blouse attire. In fact, she is a sight to ponder at as she walks across a room and you catch the rhythmic movement of her distended chest rubbing against the blouse. Her nipples always erect when this happens and a slight point forms through her garment on either side you glance down her figure you will, doubtlessly, notice her small waist widen itself progressively, but also proportionately, until the full roundness of her hips are fully exposed. If you happen to be watching as she walks away from you, you would notice that her delicious looking ass is an added feature that not only compliments the rest of her figure but also enhances it.
Her muscular, tight anatomy maintains itself thoroughly attractive all the way down through her shapely legs. These legs usually show their beauty when she wears one of those stylish denim slitted skirts that you see girls her age wear now-a-days. Her rosy skin comes across as the skin of a Greek goddess against the faded blue of her denim skirt.
She is, without any doubt, a beautiful figure of a woman, and extremely hard to resist as she lounges across the leather couch that my patients use to relate their stories to me. Her mannerisms are not those of a young girl, but those of a mature woman about town. She is very aware of her physical attributes and knows how to use them to give the right image. But what is her problem, then?
She feels unable to relate to boys in more than a sexual way and always feels like she not only has used her lovers but also herself. "If it wasn't for sex," she says, "I would not be able to meet any boy. It's like I can't get by just talking. I usually wind up seducing them and then I can't stand to see them again."
In this manner Denise has managed to get involved in hundreds of sexual encounters with one, two or three other boys, individually or all at once.
"What do you think helped you start this pattern Denise?" I once point-blankly asked her. "What type of early experience do you think had this sort of effect on you? ... Take your time in answering and try to be as open as you can." She looked into space for a while and you could see her go through some emotional changes as the expression in her face began to change from embarrassment, to concern, to shock and to tears. She finally began to speak.
"Well, doctor ... I am begining to remember what happened to me when I was about thirteen years old, home on holidays from the school my mother put me in. I remember that when I came home mother had a visitor. I could tell because the bathroom was stocked with toiletries that she didn't use. There was an electric shaver and after shaving lotions and a huge jar of vaseline and a man's robe with the initials H.H. I hadn't seen a robe of that type since daddy left us when I was eight. When mother had returned from her shopping I asked her who it belonged to, and she said that an uncle of mine had come from California to visit us and would be staying with us for a while. I thought that was great because whenever we had visits I always got presents and being away in a private school four months at a time didn't really give me the chance to get too many presents in a long time. I asked where uncle H (Hubert) was and mom told me that he was at work and that I would get to meet him at supper time.
I remember I couldn't wait till he came home. I was excited all over waiting to see what surprise might be awaiting me that night. I really couldn't stand it. Finally supper time came and Uncle H came in. I was watching from the kitchen door as mother and Uncle were kissing each other real hard, like they really were close relatives.
Uncle finally looked up and said "Where is that lovely Denise I keep hearing so much about?" I came out and innocently stood in the room with them and said "hi, what'd you get for me?" He realized that I was waiting for a present of some sort and didn't really know how to react. "Er ... Ah yes, of course, I will look for it later" he was eyeing at me up and down. I remember that at the time my figure was already showing signs of great promise and although I wasn't really aware of it, my puberty stage had long began developing to the delight of many a man.
I was a. little disappointed with his answer but decided to wait anyway. We had a great supper laughing, making jokes and talking about what we were going to do and see during my school vacation. They even gave me a glass of wine to drink with them. I felt very grown up.
Eventually dinner was over and mother excused herself for the rest of the evening because she had to go to school. She was attending night classes at the local college. Uncle H said that he would take care of me, not to worry. Mother said goodbye to me and then kissed Uncle H. I also noticed that she put her hands around the zipper of his pants and squeezed. Uncle H really liked it and made a pleasing sound. He tried to convince her to stay but she said that there was an important test she had to take and couldn't miss class tonight. I was very high from that glass of wine and I just kept giggling and feeling warm all over. Finally mom left. I was swaying a little bit so uncle grabbed me in his arms and said "I think, young lady, that you ought to lie down" and took me upstairs to my bedroom. Until then no one had ever called me "young lady" before and it felt nice. His arms were strong and he kept looking at me real hard. He was staring at my young breasts as they were bopping from side to side on our way up the stairs. His hot breath felt good on my neck and I was really feeling many new and strange body sensations.
We got to my bedroom and as he put me down on the bed I giggled. Again I asked him: "Uncle H. what kind of present did you get for me?" He said "First don't call me uncle, you may call me by my name: Hubert, and as far as your present...." he was looking at me real strange now and I could smell his breath. It smelled like the wine we all drank; it was a sweet smell and it was pleasant.
He began to slide his hands down from my face to my neck, to my tits, to my waist and down my legs. I felt "I think I am going to give you a very special present, but you must promise never to tell anyone about it, not even your mommy" I thought that this was a weird request, but I was feeling drunk and I really wanted to see what he got for me so I agreed. "Close your eyes and don't worry about a thing" Hubert reassured me. As I closed my eyes I felt his warm hand unbuttoning my blouse, slowly, calmly but breathing heavily. He undid my blouse and opened it wide, so that my whole body was exposed. I felt my nipples harden as they hit the cold air. I could hear him sigh in approval. "How pretty you look, you are so pink and pure I could eat you" and I felt him plant a warm kiss in my cleavage, while he gently cupped my young breasts and twirled with my nipples. It really felt like nothing I ever did. So I let him go on. He then started moving his hands down toward my skirt and gently pushing the elastic past my hips and out past my ankles. The room felt chilly and I shivered slightly, he noticed it and kissed my bellybutton. I could now feel the distinct effect of his breath as it travelled down towards my panties and into my crotch. I began to feel the warm wetness in my panties and my excited pulse as my breath accelerated. He let go of me and whispered "If you are feeling fine, keep your eyes closed. I'm about to give you my present." I couldn't wait. I heard a zipper open and the ruffle of clothes as when one undresses. He walked away towards the bathroom ... the medicine cabinet opened ... it closed again ... and he began to walk back. I was getting more impatient by the second, I had never before felt this excited. He placed some jar on my night table, then he leaned on my bed, sitting real close to my face and again he whispered "You can open your eyes now, I have my present in my hands." I opened my eyes briskly and found Hubert all naked. He was hairy, his chest, arms and legs were all covered with black curly hair. He was smiling at me and when I looked at what he had in his hands I was dumbfounded. It was very big and red, it kept throbbing and oozing some liquid from its red tip. I couldn't take my eyes off it. "This candy roll is all for you, Denise darling, go on suck on it, it" is the best candy you have ever had." I wasn't sure of what I was about to do but it looked so strangely attractive that I couldn't resist it. I slowly moved over to his thing and lowered my head toward it. A fine smell emanated from it. Like the smell I had noticed on my undies before. I got to its head and started to lick it cautiously, Hubert made a move with his hips and a moaning sound. I could tell he liked to give me his present. "Go on, baby, don't stop, deeper, deeper," he panted. So I obeyed his wishes, I moved his hands away from this throbbing member and proceeded to engulf it with my lips. The sensation was exhilarating not just only for him but for me, too. It was almost as if I had no control of my own movements, I kept going up and down, up and down, sideways, over the tip, around the balls. He started gasping and words of ecstasy escaped from his lips as his excitement grew. He held his hands tightly around my head pushing me into his enlarged prick, harder ... harder ... harder ... until his writhing pelvis came to an abrupt peak ... he shot his hot juice into my mouth, coating my eager throat. I swallowed and feeling his relief continued my sucking motions but slowly my pace down, allowing him to land peacefully, as it were.
He lifted my head and sweetly looked into my eyes, "You are an absolute terror, Denise" he said smiling. I was in heaven!!! Imagine, the first time a man his size had given me a present and he liked the way I enjoyed it to top it off!!
Hubert was far from finished, he had much more to give me yet. "You know what, Denise? I am now going to give you some more pleasurable presents, because you are a great kid and I like the way you appreciate things."
"You certainly handled my cock right," he continued, "now I am going to show you how it also fits in other parts of your lovely body aside from your mouth."
He started caressing my tits again, this time with more force and making sure that my nipples had come out. He moved his head toward them and suddenly started sucking on one of them pretty much the way I had sucked him. He seemed to enjoy it as much as I was beginning to. Sudden rushes would now go through my body telling me that I enjoyed this kind of present much more than anything else I had ever recieved.
While he continued sucking my anxious nipples his left hand started moving downward, toward my panties. He carefully slipped his fingers through the elastic and started pulling them down and off my feet. His hand was now caressing my crotch. It felt so good!!! My slit reacted instinctively by secreting juices that made the whole area wet with desire. Hubert's hands felt very slippery as they stroked my inexperienced clit. My heart was pounding very fast and it felt like I was on fire. My hips caught on to the rhythm of his hands and they began to move up, down and sideways. My tits, red with excitement, showed a pair of erected nipples like I had never noticed them on myself before. They almost made me feel like I wanted to taste them also. I began to raise my torso and Hubert began to slide his face down toward my love mound. I was almost delirious I wanted to see what was making me feel that good.
"Please, more, do it harder, More!!! I kept pleading. Hubert's tongue suddenly dashed into my cunt. He was torturing me! First my clit, then on to my cunt lips, separating them ever so slightly. He finally darted his tongue into my hole and I shrieked. "Oh ... please, Ahhh, it hurts ... no! it's good! More, more! "His tongue dashed in and out until I felt a tightness within me give in, it almost felt like the ripping of a thin layer of skin. As I was watching him I noticed a trickle of blood slipping down his chin, but I didn't know what it was all about because as soon as that happened he stuck his whole huge tongue into me and I almost passed out with pleasure. I automatically wrapped my legs around his head and began to pump his face. Hubert picked up the rhythm and we both pumped faster and faster. He was grunting as my hold on him was pretty tight, but he kept going. I couldn't stop, there was nothing in this whole world that could make me stop now!!!
"Suck me, suck me, Ahhh," I kept yelling as I led both my hands to my own tits and massaged the nipples. My body was now uncontrollable. The movements were progressively stronger, and more agitated thrusting with more power, humping his face, "Eat, suck, eat, suck" My screams made no sense at all, my body began to feel like a volcano, harder and harder, I couldn't stop, I was going to explode. His tongue, my cunt, my ... my ... "Ahhh!!!!!!". I felt my body pull every which way! I came all over his wet face and kept humping him, slowly coming to a rest, slowly loosening my grip, slowly melting back into my bed, like the wax of a burning candle, just melting away and enjoying the new serenity that Hubert had shown me. Wow! What a present this had been!
"The night is still young" Hubert said as he noticed my eyes closing and in fear that between the effects of the wine and the physical effort I had just involved myself in I might fall asleep.
"I am OK, I want to learn more, you're my favorite uncle" I replied naively. "But what if mommy comes back? Aren't we supposed to keep it a secret from her also?"
"Of course, honey, but your mom won't return for another hour yet. Don't worry about her. Just relax and learn to enjoy some of the better things in life. I want you never to forget this." He was kissing me gently all over my blushed body. Playing with my nipples, with my blonde curly hair around my slit, sliding his hands under my ass and gently caressing my hole, running his finger up my ass crack. I started doing the same to him.
First I played with his hair all over his chest and slowly lowered my hand to his pubic area, where the hairs got thicker. They were still wet from the time when I sucked him off. His cock was ever so hard again. I stroked it once and lowered my hands down to his sack. It was full, round and pulsating. My small hands slipped to his ass and massaged his sensitive hole, then moved their way up his crack. He was so hairy!!!
With everyone of our touches our bodies were starting to spark again I could feel his shivers and I am sure he could feel mine. Yet I wonder what was going through his head. I was so young and innocent and his lover's daughter!!!
I was not sure that what I was getting into was alright either. Was this what the nuns at the school spoke about when they cautioned against the evil ways? Was this what the girls use to giggle about in the bathrooms and at night in the dormitory? I wasn't ashamed, I really had fun! The experience that I was turned on to then was the one that was to haunt me forever after. Shrink, you had the right idea."
"Don't let my ideas worry you" I said, "just keep on verbalizing those experiences you had."
"Well" responded Denise, "the evening did not come to a close after we had eaten each other. Hubert was obviously turned on and I was in seventh heaven. As I was saying, there we were, stroking each other and really getting into each other's sensitivities while relaxing from the previous activity. What promoted me to start rubbing and caressing my own cunt I will never know, me being so innocent and all, but suddenly I find myself examining my young mound, barely covered with blonde pubic hairs, and looking very round and luscious and I began to urge for more stimulation. I started seducing Hubert without realizing it. My auto erotic behavior had turned my "uncle" on and he grabbed me by the waist and pulled me over his rough, muscular body.
He was now sucking on my tender earlobe, while beginning to position his cock between my legs. I didn't know exactly what was going on, but my female instincts were guiding my movements. And so, slowly I separated my thighs. They were moist and warm and very ready. His huge member felt like a baseball bat between my legs and the thought of what might come was scaring me slightly, but my cunt throbbed in anxious awaiting.
"This may hurt at first, Denise, but after it will feel better than what we did before."
I believed him. So I relaxed myself by concentrating on the pleasure I was experiencing and I began to feel his hot cock-head, oozing juices, trying to explore the area in search for my virgin honey-hole.
He rubbed his prick up and down my slit, from the clit, through the lips past to my asshole. My breathing became more rapid and so did his. His strong hands held me up in the air as he tantalized me with his rod up and down my opened crotch. He was now lowering me onto his cock gently pushing my cunt lips apart and digging for my tight twat. I was feeling slight pain, but also incredible pleasure. He began to push me down unto his long, hard shaft harder and harder. It would never fit! Harder ... Ahh ... harder ... deeper ... Ohhh ... His cock was incredibly big and I was so incredibly small, he'll kill me!
Please!!!No! Ahh ... yes ... big ... Now!!! I uttered words, I was breathing like a wild beast, so was he. I couldn't take it any more!!!
I was going to bust! Ahhhgh!!!....He was in me! What a sensation ... what unbelievable pleasure-pain, how much more I wan ted ... He then started pumping me slowly. My body was limp, depending on his strong arms to raise me up and down his swollen shaft. His hugeness filled me inside like I had no other man fill me after. It was almost like gagging on something.
My nerve endings inside my cunt were super-stimulated, and like in response to a command, I locked my legs around his firm waist. I was being impelled to ride him like I rode the horses in school. I was matching his thrusts one by one. He was deliriously sweaty, moaning, groaning and grabbing me by my young firm tits.
Our bodies were starting to fuse into one writhing, juicing, smelly mass of energy and ultimate pleasure. "I can't take it ... I'm gonna shoot ... please ... come with me ... "he implored" you're mine ... mine ... mine Arghhh!!!!. We were at a full gallop and rushingly reached an unanimous peak that had us both yelling and violently shaking, holding on to each other as tight as ever. I felt his come juice explode in my insides flooding the walls of my cunt, jerk, after jerk, after jerk. We were kissing one another biting our tongues, lips, sucking, wanting more, wanting this moment never to wear off, pulsating, slowly and gradually loosening up, enjoying its after affects, falling into each other and finally laying motionless, our skins close together, whispering out mutual satisfaction to each other, relaxing....
His cock had gone limp. I could feel his softness inside me. My cunt was sore, but with a fine combination of pain and pleasure, my legs could not come to close themselves, his rod had opened me up so wide that my thigh muscles felt strained and unable to contract. I just lay there.
As I was lying I heard his breath come to a slow rest. Both our bodies smelled from the perfume of sexual odors: sweet and heavy.
I woke up about fifteen minutes later. Hubert was still asleep under me and he showed a smile on his lips. I felt like I owed him so much! What a great way to get introduced to womanhood!
I started kissing him down his neck and chest as I wiggled my way out of his limp rod. I kissed his nipples, he moved in his sleep enjoying the sensation. I proceeded downward to his bellybutton and stuck my tongue in it, tickling him slightly. His cock was now resting between my tits and my nipples, sensing the meat, erected. I slid further down until my nose was touching his cock. I could smell his odor mixed with mine on his wet cock, A hunger developed in me for his rod and I swallowed it. Because it was limp I could now put the whole thing in my mouth and still have enough room for his balls. I sucked him feverously and he awoke. Hubert looked down and saw my mouth stuffed with his member. His prick started to extend and my mouth was running out of room. His prick was getting harder and harder and I couldn't breathe ... I finally disengaged myself and gasped for air ... his dick was once again ready for more. And so was I.
"Teach me more" I said.
"My pleasure ... and yours" We both laughed. He reached for the jar of vaseline he had gotten before and after opening it he handed it over to me. "Spread it over my cock." I followed his instructions. I dug my fingers in the oily substance and gently spread it over his erected shaft making sure it was all even by wrapping my two hands around it and moving them up and down his rod. Hubert was getting very excited. I could see the veins in his forehead popping and his face turning red. "Enough, come over here now" he instructed as he pulled me by my hips and dragging me closer to his face so that my ass was on his chest and my face on his prick.
"Hand me the jar!" Hubert asked, I passed it down to him and began to kiss his cock-head softly. He was kissing me too. On my clit, biting it gently, around my pussy-lips, daring his tongue in and out of my cunt-hole. Suddenly I felt the oily substance around my asshole. Hubert was applying it with his middle finger. The finger first circled my ass hole and gradually got closer and closer to its sensitive opening. He tried pushing slightly. I jumped. Hubert held me by my ass cheeks and said "Have I steered you wrong yet? Relax and enjoy this next stage." I accepted his advise and tried to relax.
His finger once again sipped in the vaseline and continued to find its way to my asshole. I tried to relax by wrapping my hands around his cock and pleasantly jerking him off. His finger finally found its way into my asshole and I reacted squeezing his meat. Relax!-I reminded myself.
He was beginning to speed up his licking of my pussy and my excitement was growing again. I jerked him harder, he licked me harder. I kissed his sac, he kissed my clit. Suddenly he picked me up and put me on the bed facing down. He raised my hips and opened my legs so that my ass was facing his throbbing dick when he finally kneeled behind me. I felt his cock gently rubbing the length of my slit and I started to secrete my lovely juices. "Hold your breath, Denise, darling, and relax your body" I did just that and then, gradually I begin to feel his hot, oily cock against my ass-cheeks. He grabbed me by my hips and started pushing his rod into my tight asshole. I felt an immense amount of pressure as the oily head tried to enter me. Hubert was rocking back and forth, each time pushing with more pressure. Suddenly he jerked forward, I screamed in pain, as he entered my distended asshole. Only his head was in and I expect much, much more. My body was as limp as it could be, I realized that in this way the penetration will hurt the least. Another jerk ... he's halfway ... we were both perspiring, breathing heavily....another jerk and he was all the way inside my asshole. His dick was throbbing and fitted so tight that I felt my insides throbbing along with it: expanding and contracting at the beat of his pulse. The oily prick slid out ... and in again out and in again ... more and more....faster and faster. His manly hold on my hips allowed me little movement and so I jerked forward and backward and around his cock. He was deriving so much pleasure that I just became a tool for his enjoyment. I was sore, so sore that I couldn't struggle or move, I kept panting, pleading with him to stop ... Hub ... ert! Stop ... please ... noooo ... stop!!! He continued his ever increasing thrusts in and out, harder, violently harder and he came into me. Loads of cock juice fill my guts, the pain was unbearable ... I gave in....
I regained consciousness many hours later. My room was dark. I was tucked in my bed. All I ccould remember is the pain around my crotch. It was very sensitive. I kissed my hand and pressed it hard against my slit. Fast flashbacks were passing through my head as I began to remeber the previous hours, when Hubert was mine, all mine and giving me "presents."
Suddenly I heard laughter, screams and noises in the room next to mine ... It's my mom's room. I got on my feet and slowly open the door to get closer to the sounds, I walked across the hallway to my mother's room and the sounds got louder. The door was slightly opened so unsure of myself and of what I may see, I looked in. There they were Hubert and my mother, eating each other, sticking fingers into each other's assholes, having the time of their lives, I push the door open and look further while my cunt juices were starting to secrete through my sore cunt.
My mother turns her head and noticed me and screams. Hubert stops and stared at the doorway where I stood rubbing my cunt and waiting for an invitation to play along. My mother rushed out of her bed and ran toward me angrilly, she shook me and yelled at me, "What the hell do you think you are doing you little bitch?" she slapped me. "Don't you ever again try to peek into my bedroom or private affairs" I got slapped again. Hubert got out of the bed and came running toward us. "He's going to help me" I think. Instead he grabbed me by my hair and kicked me in the ass and throws me out of the room. "Your mother is right, you little scum; the next time I catch you it'll be the end for you!!!" I couldn't understand, what was happening, did Hubert and I make love? If we did why did he betray me so? Why couldn't he just explain? Why did he take advantage of me like that?!! I remember crying all night. I couldn't sleep. The next morning I was punished by being sent back to school. Hubert himself called up posing as my father and telling the nuns what a perverse child I was and that I needed to be dealt with. Well, what happened when I got back to school didn't really matter much, except that I quickly learned how to be devisive and how to get what I want. Especially with boys. I meet them, I fuck them and then I can't stand to be around them any more. "Can I be helped, Doctor?"