Case History 2

SUBJECT: Lois B. AGE: Fifteen

INTERVIEW ONE

Lois B. is a happy-looking young girl with long brown hair and a winsome smile. Her hair is a light brown, and looks quite soft. She has bright blue eyes, however, and from the looks of them, she seems quite sensitive.

When she came to see me she was wearing a short skirt and a tight blouse. She had a very well-developed figure for a girl her age, and as she sat down to talk, I could tell that it was going to be hard for her.

Still, she seemed persistent.

I've had this fantasy for a long time, and I've only had sex with a man once. I didn't like it too much, and maybe that's why I sink into this fantasy. I don't really know, but I think that I should tell you about the first time I had sex before I tell you about anything else.

I had met this guy named Mark at an amusement park. One of the things that attracted me to him in the first place was the fact that he looked like a pirate. You see, pirates have a lot to do with my fantasy. I dream that I'm on a boat and we're boarded by pirates, and they take me away and abduct me.

Well, Mark was working at the pirate's island in the amusement park, and he was dressed just like a pirate. He had wavy black hair and a thick moustache and beard. He was even wearing the swashbuckler pants and shirt. You know, those shirts with the baggy sleeve and tight cuff. '

It was opened enough at the top so I could see a few hairs on his chest.

I knew that he was coming on to me from the moment I stepped onto the pirate's ship, and usually, I don't let guys come on to me.

But Mark was just like the man I had fantasized about, and so, as he started the tour and looked right at me, I winked at him. After the small trip was over and we were heading back to the dock (after all, it was just a fantasy pirate ride) he jumped off after me.

"Hey, could I have your phone number?" he asked me.

"Sure," I told him, and that night, he called me and asked me out on a date.

When Mark came to pick me up, I was a little disappointed. He wasn't wearing the same outfit that he had been wearing at work, and I was just as scared of him as I was of all the other boys who had tried to get me.

I mean, when he was dressed as the pirate, I wasn't too scared of him, but when he looked like a normal guy. I was.

We went to a movie, and after that, he suggested that we go back to his place. He had a bottle of wine on ice, and we were soon getting so high that I hardly even knew he was touching me. He moved his lips to mine and then climbed on top of me. For a second, I got scared and I pushed him away.

"All right," he said. "We'll do it nice and slow if you want it that way."

I was too scared to tell him that I wanted him to force himself on me and force me to do everything, just the way the pirates did.

So I just drank some more wine so that I could relax. He started to undress me, and soon he was kissing my nipples. They felt good in his mouth, but I knew that I shouldn't have been doing this, ft was wrong.

I live with a spinster aunt since my parents died. I know that she's a little backwards on her views of sex, but she was the only one I had to teach me about it.

Mark kissed his way down to my pussy and started to spread my legs. He pulled my pants and panties off and then began to lick my cunt lips. I could feel myself getting wet and I started to get excited.

Then, I pulled his head up again.

"Please, you can't go on," I said to him, which is one of the things I always say to the pirate in my fantasy. "Stop."

"All right," Mark said. "We'll go even slower."

I think that, if he just started to hit me and continued, I would have loved it more than having him just stop and agree with me.

He waited a few minutes, resting his chin on my cunt, and then he started to kiss me again. Soon I could feel myself on the verge of my first orgasm. I closed my eyes and it was rather pleasant. It was nothing great, but nice.

Mark started to slide up my body after I had one orgasm, and I could feel his hard cock rubbing against my leg.

"Are you really going to fuck me?" I asked him.

"Yes, but I'll do it nicely. You'll see. I'll do it nicely."

I felt him rubbing his cock, head against my cunt lips, and I thought of pushing him off me But then I figured that he would probably tell me we'd take it slower again. I would have liked it if he forced himself into me.

But he wouldn't have done it. I could tell, just by the way he was acting. He slid his cock into me slowly and I could feel it pressing against my hymen. I thought that I was going to die from all the pain.

But Mark just pulled back gently and forced himself in. It was like nothing.

I felt a shot of pain, and that was all. It reminded me of when you pull a band aid off and the scab comes with it. You get a quick shot of pain that only lasts a second, and that's it.

Well, I had some pleasure with the fuck, too, but not as much as I have when I lie in my own bed and masturbate to my pirate fantasy.

I could feel Mark's cock rubbing over my clit and that was making me wet. I wrapped my legs around his ass, only to make things happen faster.

I just wanted to get the fuck over with, once it had started. It's never like that when I'm in my fantasy. Then, I can let the fuck go on for hours and hours. But then, I'm being forced and there's absolutely nothing I can do.

Here, I was willingly taking him in. When his cock started to shoot into me, I screamed in pain. Mark looked at me like I was a little crazy, and I really don't blame him for the look. I don't know why I screamed when he came.

I just felt the come shooting in my cunt and mixing with my own juices, and Mark continued to pump until he went limp.

He slid down between my legs and started to eat me.

I started to playfully pull on his hair, and I was trying to make jokes so that I wouldn't start to cry. I knew I couldn't explain tears to him.

"Oh, Mark, did you have to be so cruel?" I asked him. "Did you have to just take me this way, without warning. Without anything but force?"

"Did I hurt you?" he asked me, looking up. I could see that his chin was dripping with a combination of cunt juice and cock cream. "Lois, I never meant to hurt you. If I did, I'm really sorry."

His apology did nothing but leave me even colder. I didn't want him to apologize to me. I wanted him to get hard, hit me, and then take me again.

I'd seen it happen in so many pirate movies, and that's where my fantasy grew from. I always got off on the virile pirates, especially the handsome, swashbuckling ones. And there were so many movies where they would storm the other ships and take prisoners. There was always a young woman who was a virgin, and she would be caught by the men and tortured, and raped.

Although, when she was raped, they never showed anything. That Was where I had to fill in with my own imagination. But it was always easy to do that.

There was this one film where the woman who was caught looked just like me. I don't even remember the name, but at the end, as she's taken home, her sister looks at her with a great deal of scorn.

"You are not pure," the sister says. "No man will ever want you."

"Three men have had me," the girl says. "They have had me, and there will never be another man who can take me that way. It doesn't matter. I'll never have another love in my life. I've had three, and that's enough for any girl."

God, could I identify with that girl.

INTERVIEW TWO

The second time Lois came to see me, she was wearing a short skirt and a tight sweater. She looked like a young nymphette, which is quite the opposite of what she really is. Lois is a scared young girl, and she retreats into her sexual fantasies because she has been brainwashed by the media.

But I will get into that later. Lois seemed eager to tell me about her fantasy, and after a bit of idle chat, she started right in.

I'm on a boat with my sisters. It's back in the times of the pirates, of course. There are a few hired hands on board, and they are taking me and my sisters to America. Both of my sisters are married and their husbands are there.

Our parents are dead, and since I am the only unmarried one, I am also the only one who is pure.

Suddenly, one of the hired hands says that he sees a pirate ship coming. Even then, I'm happy. I have been hoping for some excitement to liven up my otherwise dull days. I have been hoping that something will happen so I don't have to go to America because I don't want to live with my sister's and their stuffy husbands.

When the pirates start to board the ship, there is one who strikes my imagine. I notice, before he even starts to duel with the hired hand, that he's looking at me and smiling. He had long black hair and a moustache and beard, just like Mark did.

His shirt is unbuttoned pretty far down and he had a thick coat of black hair on his chest. There's also a huge bulge in his pants.

My sisters are running around frantically, wondering what to do. I see them run into the inside cabin and lock it, but I stay out and watch.

I see one hired hand fall, then another, and finally, the third.

My handsome pirate comes over to me and sweeps me into his arms. He looks into my eyes and I suddenly feel fear. That's because I can also feel his hard cock bulge pressing against me. I know what he wants me for.

"What of thee others?" one of the pirates asks him, so I know that he's the leader. "Do we just leave them here?"

"Yes. One cunt is enough for three, I think. And she is the prettiest."

I suddenly feel him ripping my blouse down the front. I'm wearing one of these baggy old-fashioned blouses and a long, flowing skirt.

He rips the blouse enough to expose one of my tits, then squeezes it.

Then, he carries me off to his ship. I look back and see my sisters coming out. I struggle to get back to them, but there's nothing I can do, for in a matter of minutes, the pirate ship is pulling away.

I'm brought to the pirate's cabin, and the three of them stand around me. The leader pulls my blouse off all the way and I feel a few hands on my tits. I don't know who's touching me because I have my eyes closed.

"Yes," the leader is saying. "She will serve us quite nicely, indeed. I can feel her arousing something in me."

I feel him reaching for my hand, and he brings it to his crotch. The bulge feels even bigger than it looks, and it starts to pulsate as I squeeze it. I pull my hand away and he slaps me across the face.

"Are you a virgin?" he asks me. I nod my head, and he sighs. "That explains it. Once you learn how it feels, you won't pull back."

He suddenly yanks my skirt down and then starts to pull off my petticoats and panties. I can't believe how many layers of underclothes I have on before he reaches my cunt, and as soon as he does, he grabs for me.

I try to pull away, and he nods to the other two.

I feel each one grabbing an arm and a leg, and then I'm being pulled over to the pirate's bed. The leader looks at me with greedy eyes, and I'm breathing quite heavily so that my large tits are rising and falling fast.

He starts to open his shirt, then takes it off. He opened his breeches and pushes them down, but he doesn't step out of them.

When I see his menacing cock pointing right at me, I started to shudder. I try to close my legs, because I know that's where he's going to put that cock. But the other two are holding me spread.

The leader walks closer and lays down between my legs. I can feel his body on mine and his thick cock rubbing against my cunt. He moves his mouth to mine to kiss me, and when I bite his lip, he slaps me across the face.

"You bitch. You'll have to learn the hard way, won't you?" , And when he says hard, he's referring not only to his cock, but the amount of force he's going to put behind it. He thrusts his hard cock into my cunt and rips right through my hymen. I scream in pain for the longest time, because he doesn't slow down to rest after the first thrust.

But my whole body is exploding with pleasure at the same time.

The leader starts to fuck me fast, and when his cock starts to pulsate, I can feel it stretching me. That's when it first starts getting good, but by that time, he's already coming in me.

He pulls out so that the last few loads shoot onto my stomach.

"How about us?" one of the other pirates asks.

"Of course," the leader says, and he steps out of the way.

He changes places with the other one so he can hold my arm and leg, and they keep changing positions until they each have a chance to fuck me. While it's happening I'm coming again and again. I keep thinking of my sisters on the other ship and how boring their lives will be, if they even make it to America. After all, the hired help on their ship were killed and they don't know how to steer the boat.

I think that they might hate me if they found out that I gave myself to these men, but when I tell myself that there is nothing I can do about it, I enjoy it more.

At one point, while one of the crew is fucking me, the leader moves his cock to my mouth and starts to push it in.

When I taste it, I don't really want it. But he's forceful, and soon he's thrusting his cock in and out of my mouth. I start to love the taste in a matter of seconds and soon he's able to let go of my arm so I can squeeze his balls.

As long as there's nothing I can do to get away, I tell myself that I'm going to make the best of it. I suck on his balls for a while, and while I do, he rubs his stiff cock all over my face.

I'm being fucked at the same time, you have to remember, so my pleasures are at an incredible high. My whole body is bursting with feeling.

The leader starts to come in my mouth, and there's so much that I let some of it leak out. He hits me in the face for it, and then, my cunt starts to spasm hard. The man who's fucking me is having a hard time holding back, and soon he comes.

The other two are ordered to leave, and I have to spend the night in the leader's cabin. He climbs into bed a little later, after I've been there for some time, then puts his arms around me.

"You're going to be a lot of fun," he says. "I'm glad you're here."

And I know that if I refuse to take him in again, the next time he wants me, he'll hit me and force himself in. With that content feeling in mind, I fall asleep.