"His thing filled my mouth and I was afraid I couldn't breathe, but I kept on trying to suck it. It kept going farther down my throat and I began to get a funny feeling, like when I would get sick and vomit, but he kept on pushing it in deeper and deeper, and pushing my face down on it harder. Then it began to jump around, and I felt a lot of hot juice shoot into my mouth. I tried to take my mouth off his thing, but he was holding me down and pushing it in awful fast. All I could do was swallow it as last as I could. It tasted like salt water. I knew about that, because if I got a sore throat, my mother would make me gargle with hot salt water, and that's what it tasted like, only it was thicker than water, and more sticky.
"I didn't know what he was going to do when he yanked it out, after no more juice came out of the hole in it. I had tried my best to suck it and I was afraid that I hadn't done it right. But I guess I did, because he put it back inside his blue jeans and he laid down flat on his stomach and spread my legs. He opened up the lips of my peeper and began to lick it with his tongue. It felt good, and I moved so that he could put his pink, wet tongue up inside it more. He had dark brown stains on his teeth, and I remembered that when he would sort of bite me, every once in awhile. But it felt awful good… '. better than when I put my finger inside my peeper. I began to get that hot, good feeling all over my legs and my peeper, and I jumped around a lot, especially when it began to spread more and more to my ass and my stomach. Then all at once it went away, but I felt awful good. He kept licking it, but it wouldn't feel hot and tickley like it had, so he stopped.
"He helped put my panties back on. Then he kissed me on the mouth and told me not to say anything to anybody about what we'd done.
"I wouldn't have, anyhow. I liked it. I didn't like Ryan any better, but he gave me a good feeling that I had never had before, and I wouldn't want him to get chased away by my Pa. I don't know how I knew it, but I guess I knew that if my Pa had seen what we were doing, he'd have beat up on Ryan and laid my backside open with a switch.
"We hadn't noticed it, but the dogs had finished long before we did. When Ryan left, he gave me a dime a whole dime for myself. I didn't know how I'd get to spend it without my Ma of Pa knowing I had it, but it meant a lot to me then. I put it in my shoe. When I went into the house, I went up to my bed and thought about Ryan with his tongue inside me. Even his finger felt good… but not like his tongue had.
"I stuck my own finger inside my peeper again and I thought about Ryan and his finger and his tongue. Then I thought about his thing in my mouth, and it made me get that same hot, funny feeling between my legs. I remembered how he had grabbed my head and ears, and how it had tasted and felt when he kept shoving it into my mouth, and how it had tasted and felt when I had swallowed his juice. And, while I was remembering it, and sticking my finger up inside my peeper, I got that same good, hot, all-over feeling again. Not as good as when Ryan had put his tongue in, or when I was sucking his thing, but it was real good. It made me sweat, and I wished that he was there in my bedroom, and we could put the latch on the door and do it all over again.
"After school next day I went up to the barn again, and waited until he came in to milk the cows. We had two of them, and I waited until he had finished and taken the milkpails to the root cellar. I guess a lot of people don't even know what that is, do they? Well, it's a big hole that my Pa dug under the tool shed. You put milk and stuff down there, because it's cool, and the milk or meat don't get sour or bad.
"I let Ryan know I was there, because I hoped he'd come back and he did. He seemed awful glad to see me. First, he picked me up in his arms and kissed me and I could feel his big hands digging into the cheeks of my backside. I liked that feeling. He told me to open my mouth. I did and he slid his tongue inside it, and that made me get that feeling again. He slid one hand around to the front and rubbed the lips of my thing with his fingers. I wanted to do it so bad that I felt like hollering.
"He took me up in the haymow. It wasn't very big, because we didn't need much hay for the two cows we had, and the one mule, but it was nice. It was warm and cozy like the treehouse that Ella Waters had.
"This time he took my panties off and he went right down between my legs with his tongue. I got that feeling real quick, and real good, and I even reached down and grabbed his ears and pulled his face closer. He kept taking his tongue out and looking into my peeper, and he said, 'I'm glad you ain't got no hair, Teenie. I like 'em without hair on 'em. And he really worked on that little bump where it felt so good. He bit me a little, and that made me jump, but it tickled me and felt awful good, and with my foot I was barefooted I could feel his thing getting big. It bulged out against his pants, and then he did a funny thing: he put his hand up between my legs… he didn't stop licking me… and he ran his big finger up my shit-hole!
"I would never have guessed that that would feel good, but it did. He worked it in easy, a little at a time, and it really made me feel extra good, so that by the time I was all primed for that good feeling I know now that it's called 'come' it went up to my face and all over my stomach and legs and through my backside. He kept on licking, only this time he moved down a little and licked my asshole, after he'd took his finger out of it, of course.
"I never felt so good, and when he moved away and slid his cock out through the fly of his pants, I was ready to eat it and suck it good, to make sure he'd keep doing that to me.
"Then he rolled me over on my stomach. I remember how the hay stuck into my peeper and hurt. It hurt my stomach, too, but I wanted him to have that good feeling, too, so I just let him go ahead. He spit on his hand and rubbed it on his thing, and he moved me so that I was up on my knees. And then he took his thing in his hand and pushed it up under me. He used his other hand to try to spread the lips of my peeper, and I reached under myself and tried to help him.
"I didn't know that it was going to hurt me, so when he gave one big push, and it went in pretty deep, I thought I was going to split in two! I couldn't help it; I screamed something I don't know what and I kept on screaming. He stopped pushing and clapped one hand over my mouth. He kept saying over and over: 'Don't holler, Teenie… please don't holler!’
"But I couldn't help it. It felt like a knife had been shoved up inside me a hot knife. I thought I could feel the blood running out of my peeper. It turned out later that I did bleed a little, but at that moment I was just scared. There wasn't any good feeling, no hot feeling… I was cold and I was scared, and I screamed! "He stopped holding my mouth with his hand and scrambled away and buttoned up his jeans. Then he backed down the ladder to the haymow and he kept on saying: 'Don't say anything, Teenie. Don't say one goddam thing… please don't!’
"I heard my father down below. I heard him hit Ryan. My Pa was swearing something awful, calling him dirty names like: 'baby-fucker,' and ‘cunt-lapper,' and 'shit-ass fuck-head.’
"I crawled over and looked down. I saw Ryan on the floor and my father bending over, beating him with his fists and kicking him in the ass and the legs. After awhile, Ryan just laid there with his hands and arms around his head, and my father just told him to get the fuck out, and never come back, and to not try to collect his wages or he'd find his ass in jail.
"Ryan crawled out and I knew that I would get it. I was shivering and I didn't even have sense enough to put my panties on. My Pa came up that ladder like a streak, and I guess the first thing he saw was my spread-out cunt, staring him right in the face when he cleared the top of the haymow. I don't know what he intended to do when he started to climb, but he screamed at me: 'You want to be fucked and sucked, huh! All right, I'll give you all the fuckin’ you'll ever need!