"He clawed his way into the haymow, tearing open the buttons on his fly, and he spread my legs with his hands, using his fingernails and making my legs bleed. He tore my legs open and he held them wide. Then he just went down on my peeper with his teeth and mouth. He bit and he sucked and he licked until I didn't know what he really wanted to do to me. I guess he wanted to hurt me, and he did, a lot; but he stopped biting and using his nails, and he began to suck and lick. He was making funny sounds, groaning and trying to get his tongue deeper inside my peeper, and even through all the hurt that Ryan had given me, and my Pa's biting, at the beginning, I began to get that feeling again!
"He just went wild. I don't know what he felt, but he was wild to eat my peeper! He stuck his tongue a lot deeper into me than Ryan had, and I couldn't help myself. I got that same hot, tickley feeling all over me, and I could feel his thing with my bare feet, and it was as big and hard as Ryan's had been. I was scared, even if I was feeling good, because I wondered what he would do to me when he stopped.
"I didn't know what to do, so I just let go and I got that same feeling… maybe it was even better. And when he felt me jumping around like that, and then I quieted down, he took his mouth away from my slit and did a funny thing… he bent down and kissed the lips of it, real gentle and soft, without sticking his tongue in. Then he just laid his head down on it and squeezed my ass cheeks, mumbling something that I couldn't hear very well. I think he said, 'I've wanted it so long… and I've got it.' But, I don't know if that is really what he said. I think he did. Anyhow, he worked his thing out of his pants, and he started to move up, holding it in his hand. I could feel it rubbing against my leg, and I wondered if it would be big and red at the tip, like Ryan's. I didn't know then that the difference was in being circumcised. I know now, but I didn't then. Anyhow, his thing, creeping up my leg, was wet and I saw later, red and angry looking. He was peeling back the loose skin that went over the head of it, and rubbing the wet part against my leg as he moved his thing higher and higher, closer to my peeper.
"But, by that time, I wanted it. I wanted to see it, to feel it and to taste it. He didn't know that, and even if I didn't know it at the time, he was as scared about what he was doing as Ryan had been. But he was hot… that's a thing I've really learned to be able to tell when a man is hot: and he was.
"He was so hot for me that he began to jab his thing in between my legs. He didn't even try to find my peeper, he was that wild. He was humping and shoving like the dogs, when they started out. I had seen a lot of dogs, and even if they climb the leg of somebody… like a couple had done to me… they just jab and jab… they don't know or care if they hit the spot. That's how Pa was… just jabbing.
"I was a little scared, but somehow I knew that he wouldn't dare to do anything about Ryan and me… not with what he was trying to do, so I just relaxed. I really laid back and let him do what he wanted to do, mostly because he was doing what I wanted him to do. He was big, wet and hot.
"And then, somehow, his thing slid into my cunt It burned and it hurt, but I was afraid to scream. Pa's eyes were glazed. He picked my ass up in both his hands and spread my legs as wide as they would go, and he rammed his prick inside me hard! I just bit my lips to keep from screaming out, and in a minute or so, I felt a lot of wet, sticky juice shoot inside me. That was all I felt. I didn't get any good feeling out of it because I was numb with the hurt I'd had from the second he put his prick inside me.
"Pa relaxed his whole weight on me then, and he began to cry. I was scared, and I cried too. He raised up after awhile and pulled his dick out. It was wet and slimy, and it had streaks of blood on it my blood. He took out his blue bandana and wiped his prick, then he wiped my cunt. He was still crying, and every once in awhile, he would call himself a dirty name the same things he'd called Ryan and even worse!
"I stopped crying when he put my panties on, and we went down the ladder to the floor of the barn. Pa knelt down and took me in his arms and kissed me on the mouth. He said, 'Forgive me, my baby. Forgive me. I'll never do that again. I shouldn't have done it. Please, try to forgive me.’
"I didn't know then how tormented he was because I didn't think it had been that bad. He had hurt me, but it wasn't so bad that I couldn't stand it. I just patted his face and kissed him and told him that it was all right.
"And Pa kept his promise. He never again touched me. In fact, he turned stone cold to me. That happened when I was ten, and during the next two years, he never did kiss me or hug me.
"He died when I was twelve. But from the day Pa fucked me, I guess I liked it a lot, because I used to let the boys at school finger-fuck me and I would jerk them off and sometimes, I'd suck their pricks. I didn't know that all the boys were laughing at me and calling me dirty names. I used to do those things in front of other boys and girls, but when a boy wanted to have sex with one of the other girls, they would go someplace by themselves. After I'd jerked one boy's cock one day, down by the creek where we went swimming, he said to me: 'I'll bet you'd let a dog fuck you, you're so horny.’
"I slapped him hard, and he got mad and hit me and knocked me back on the grass. His pecker was still hard, and he had been fingering my cunt, with my panties off. He spread my legs wide apart, using his knees to pin them, and then he rammed his prick up into my cunt with one big push! It had been a year since Ryan and Pa had done it to me, and I had almost forgotten how it had hurt and scared me. I had masturbated a lot of times since then, and maybe I had made my cunt bigger, but anyhow, it didn't hurt me when Mac rammed it in. In fact, it felt kind of good, so I began to move my pussy upward as he was plunging his body downward. And when he finally began to hit my knob with his thrusts, I began to get that same old, good, hot feeling.
"There were three other boys there watching, and they were making smart-alecky remarks, but I didn't care, because I was having a good time. One of them said, 'I don't mind sloppy seconds, Mac leave some for me.’
"I came a couple of seconds after Mac, and I was hot for more. But he pulled his cock out and jumped up and called to Tom, the boy who said he wanted 'sloppy seconds,' to come and take over. All three of the boys had been jerking themselves off, so Tom didn't have any problem getting his cock hard for me. He came over, climbed on and began to shove it in. I could tell that it was his first time, because he was clumsy and he couldn't keep it in,.at first. But he let his whole body go and pretty soon he was hitting my knob every stroke. I came before he did, but I stayed with him and pumped away until I felt him squirt inside of me.
"I was still pretty hot, so when the third boy wanted to fuck me, I told him it was okay. He wasn't very good at it, either, and his cock had gone soft after he had jerked off. I told him to lay down, and I played with his cock a little, then I sucked it for him until it got hard. But I sucked it too long, and he shot his juice into my mouth before he had a chance to fuck me.
"I thought that they would treat me nice, after that, but instead they would taunt me at school and call me names like 'cocksucker,' and 'fuckhappy.’
"But they all came back for more lucking and sucking, and they even brought other boys along. Sometimes, the first time they did it, the boys would give me some money not much, but two of them gave me fifty cents, and that seemed like an awful lot of money to me then.