"Maybe if he'd known I was only eleven, he wouldn't have done it, but then again, he was so hot for my body that he was actually drooling and slavering all over me. He was wearing only swim trunks and he slipped out of them quickly. When he threw me to the floor, I got a look at his stiff, long prick, standing straight out from his body. He had gotten my pussy fairly wet and slippery by rubbing it with his fingers. Even if he had been rough, it had turned me on some. I wonder if he would really hurt me if I screamed.
"Then I remembered what Jane had told me about fucking. I thought to myself, 'Why not?’ I didn't go limp, or anything like that, but I did make it a little easier for him to slip his prick into my pussy. It hurt, but at the same time it felt exciting. After he had finally gotten most of it in, I raised my legs and spread them. The more he penetrated me, the hotter he made me. Then he went completely wild. He just rammed and rammed it into me and I knew I had to be bleeding. I had a lot of pain and felt like the flesh inside my cunt was being torn to ribbons. All the excitement and pleasure disappeared in a split second. I became terrified. I remembered that my Mom had said that this was how babies were made, and I didn't want any baby especially not from this animal who was tearing my insides out.
"I could feel a warm liquid squirting into me and he jerked and bounced in and out of me when he came. He tried to kiss me some more, but I pushed him away. I guess he began to get a little scared when he saw some blood on his prick, and saw a little running out of my pussy, because he began to apologize, begging me not to say anything to Marie, my sister.
"He left me there after he'd put on his swim trunks. I examined myself as best I could, to see how badly he had torn my pussy up. It hurt a lot, but the blood had stopped coming from it, so I put on my bathing suit and went down to the lake. When I got in, the water felt cool and soothing, and after a while, the pain eased up.
"He didn't say a word on the way back, didn't even look at me. And I didn't say anything to Marie.
"But I told Jane. She was mad that the man had raped me, but later on she asked me how it had felt. I told her that at first it was exciting, but then he got real heavy and acted like a beast and it had hurt. Jane was really worried about how badly he might have hurt me, so she washed my cunt out carefully, then decided that all that had happened was that I'd lost my cherry. Then she sucked my clit, being real tender and gentle, until I came.
"I think I decided that night that I would never let a man inside my pussy again. My mother was right. They were just filthy beasts and wanted only one thing: fucking whether it hurt a woman or not.
"I met another girl at school, who was a lesbian, and we started to go around together. Boy, it was fun fooling my mother. She was always telling me how pleased she was that I had a nice friend like Irma, who wasn't 'boy-crazy’ like all my sisters had been.
"The only bad part was that it put the pressure on Jane again, and she was forced to sneak out to meet her boyfriend. Sometimes I could stay at Irma's, and other times she'd stay at my house. Then Marie got married, so I was given my own room. Now Irma and I went wild with sex, first at her house then at mine. We used to include Jane in some of the nights at my house, but Jane was going more and more for boys. I figured I was lucky to have Irma because I didn't want anything to do with men.
"Jane got pregnant when she was not quite seventeen, and Mom made her get married. I hated her husband. He was a pig. I never did want to hurt Jane, so I never told her, but he couldn't come near me when we were alone without grabbing my tits or my ass or trying to feel my pussy.
"I was kind of lonely when Jane went away, but I had Irma, and my body was getting nicer I was thirteen, and I had nice breasts and a good shape, like all my sisters. I used to love to stand before the full-length mirror in the bathroom and look at my naked body. My breasts were high and full, and my ass was nice and round. The lips of my pussy were fat and perky. I had a nice batch of hair around my pussy and the inside seemed to be always moist and slippery. I'd been menstruating for over a year.
"I used to sit on a chair in front of the mirror and put my feet up so that I could see into my cunt. I often sat like that and masturbated that way sometimes shoved forward so I could see my brown, wrinkled little asshole. I'd use two fingers, shoving them up my cunt and asshole at the same time.
"Boys began to notice me and asked me to go out, but I wouldn't. They made me sick. I had Irma about three times each week, and she was enough. Then I found out that Miss Avery, my math teacher in school, was a lesbian. I was poor in math and she made me stay one night to get some things straight for an exam that was coming up.
"I'd never paid much attention to her, except that she was pretty, in a mannish sort of way. She wore her hair cut short, almost like a boy's, and she always wore what I thought were severe clothes, particularly for a woman so young. She was about twenty-seven, I guess.
"She surprised me by coming over and closing the book I was getting my problems from. She sat on the desk top and said, 'Christine, didn't I see you and Irma yesterday, kissing and caressing in the hallway?' She looked so cold, I thought, 'Oh, oh we're caught. She'll turn us in to the principal, or tell my Mom.' I didn't answer her. I just looked down at my desk.
"She reached out and lifted my face, and she was smiling. 'You don't have to be ashamed to show affection for a female, Christine,' she said. 'As a matter of fact, I like females much, much more than males. I like you very much.’
"Something in her voice something I felt in her touch and something I just knew told me that she was really talking about liking girls sexually, not just as persons. I felt safer, and I wanted to find out if I was right. I looked at her boldly and asked her, 'Why?’
"She stroked my face and said, 'Oh, because you're so pretty. You have such a nice body lovely breasts nice legs everything '‘
"She let it hang there and I could feel my pussy getting warm and itchy. I wasn't used to seduction then, but she sure was. She was bending over so her face was coming closer and closer, and when she put her lips on my mouth, I opened it and took her tongue inside. It made her jump a little in surprise, but she kept on kissing me. I reached out and put my hand on her leg, running it underneath her skirt, until I touched the bare flesh of her thighs above her stockings. She spread her legs so I could go higher and I felt my fingers touch the damp hair around her cunt. Then I brushed my fingers along the lips of her pussy.
"We were kissing like mad, and she pulled me up as she stood up, and pulled me close, grabbing the cheeks of my ass in both her hands while she sucked my tongue. She mumbled, 'Oh, dear child, I want you so!' I moved my pussy so that it rubbed against hers. I was hot for her. She had nice, soft, full lips, and she had a way of sucking that engulfed my lips and my tongue, then she'd shove her tongue tight up against mine. It was something different for me. I was having a new feeling. I felt powerful, and sexy and alluring, just like I'd always thought Marie and Jane were, when I'd see them naked, or all made up to go out. I felt powerful because I could make a grown woman want me!
" 'Let's go somewhere,’ I said through the kiss. 'I want you, too, Miss Avery.’
"She broke away, smiling, almost trembling with desire and passion. 'My place,' she said. 'Come on, dear child.' She was angering me with that 'child' stuff, but I didn't say anything then. I just determined that when we got undressed and began to go to town, I'd show her if I was a child or not.