evidently proved to be a good-sized cock into my now moist, hot cunnie. I cried out, “Doctor, you mustn't do that to me, what will my mama say?” He replied, “You are not to tell her, – why shouldn't my old cock fuck your nice and pretty cuntie which was already been well fucked by a tramp?”
I gave in, what was the use of spoiling a good thing, besides, I had learned enough though only twelve years old, to reflect that a doctor lover might be a good thing. I surely was getting my share of sexual nourishment at twelve years of age, I thought. I did not tell mother about the doctor, but I told Frank all about everything. I knew enough to be careful nothing became known about me.
Frank was close mouthed, and, of course the doctor could be depended on not to talk.
One good effect their cocks had upon me was to completely stop my self indulgence, and I became alert minded, studied easily, and made very good progress in school. By this time we had moved into a better house where we had a bath, and I made good use of it. Many a fuck Frank and I took in a full tub of water. His being able to use me, kept him from jerking off, and he grew up self-reliant. I had developed into a well-rounded figure, nice plump breasts as firm as could be, the nipples standing out straight, splendid legs, and a bottom that must have caused many a man and boy to sigh after me, for they all would turn and look at these charms as I passed them, on the street. Many a young fellow wanted me to wed him, but I scoffed them away. I would not trust my reputation to the young sports. I considered that what I really was at heart was my own business, but the public must not know me for what I was.
The good old doctor continued to fuck me until I was seventeen, when he too had passed away, and occasionally Frank had slipped his very nice sized cock into my both holes during these years.
There was something peculiarly fascinating to me in those years before he went away, in lying naked in my brother's arms, and he felt the same way. I may say here, from my own actual knowledge alone, as well as from well founded reports here and there, that many brothers and sisters fuck each other from early childhood to long after both are married; that many fathers use their daughters in the same way, as well as a few mothers who love to have contacts with their sons. Did you ever notice the keen resemblance of some children to the brothers of some sisters who married?
Well, Frank and I thought a good deal of each other, and I was terribly put out when he died away from me. My name was the very last word he spoke on earth. True, he asked for mother and dad also, but my name and my body were the last thoughts he had on earth. Father and mother never knew exactly just why We always were so devoted to one another, but you, dear reader, know the secret so jealously guarded from them.
In the year that the doctor died, and before Frank left home, he and I rarely fucked, for, now that I had not the dear old, fatherly doctor to depend upon, we were both afraid of “an accident of birth.”
At eighteen I taught school here, in the grade known as grammer grade junior in a private select school which will indicate my attainments as a girl. I had not been sexually nourished for some months, except I must mention (and now don't be shocked) – well, you'd never guess – by our large collie dog, he was a real beauty too! During the time Frank was home we often used to let Brownie lap us, not often to the point of going “off', however but when Frank did let himself go the collie lapped away all the gism as it had gushed out, while I used to fondle his nuts and bottom, and would skin Brownie's cock. I jerked Brownie off many a time, but I had not yet let him mount me, the idea never occurred to me till after Frank left home. Then one summer day when I was alone, I determined to have a good time with Brownie, thinking then only of a tongue lapping and jerking him off. I wore only a skirt, no panties. I lay back on a lounge, one foot on the floor, the other up on the couch. I did not call him, I wanted the pleasure of seeing what he'd do of his own self and from his own desires. I pretended to be asleep but was peering at him through partly opened eyes. He stretched and yawned and whined in a Pleading manner but I paid no attention to him. He came over to me, nosed my hand which did not respond. Then he planted his hind quarters over my suspended arm until his cock was against my naked wrist, and still I did not respond. Then he began to smell around my leg, and seemed to sense that what he wanted and what he had tongued so often was somewhere under my clothes, for he got his nose under the bottom of my dress and lifted his head till I could feel his cool nose against my knee, the touch and smell of my bare skin must have told his dog instinct that he was on the right track, for he impatiently sniffed and lifted the skirt, his entire head now under it, his tongue soon found what he wanted, and right good use he made of it too. I awakened now and said, “Good Brownie, nice Brownie!” as I toyed with his cock. I jumped up before letting him send me off, threw off my dress and was naked. I took him to the bathroom and gave him a good bath, washing his cock carefully, then I dried him. Sitting on a chair I let him suck me, holding the lips open to aid him. Right up he went till it touched my womb, and oh, how he did wiggle that long, sharp tongue in my cunt!
But still I did not go off, for I felt that would knock me out for more fun, and I wanted to have him tongue my naked body all the afternoon. I stopped in time, and pressed his face between my thighs, kissed his hind legs and felt his cock with my bare foot.
I got up and arranged my hair, in doing so I let a hairpin fall on the floor. All the time Brownie was by my side pleading and panting in plaintive whines for something. I would pat him and say “Nice Brownie' at which he'd wag his tail, lick my bottom as I stood before the mirror, or throw himself on the floor and lick the protruding end of his cock. I must mention that the tip of his cock was a tender, elastic, spongy affair. His cock was thick, but not at the end, for more than an inch it was slightly curved and very pointed, and I loved to touch it with my finger tips which he must enjoyed.
I had to get on my hands and knees to find the hairpin, and you can imagine my surprise, for it was real, when Brownie jumped upon my back, his two front feet hugging me tightly, and as quickly as he jumped, as quickly his cock found my cunt and in it went up to the thick lump at the root of it, yes, he jabbed it all the way into me at one push. I said to him, “You dear brute, you have well earned that, and you shall have it undisturbed.”
I backed my bottom to him to help and to encourage him, and I soon knew the lump at the root had gotten well into me also. A dog does not fuck like men, no in and out motions which are heavenly delight to feel. Brownie did just as I had seen one dog do when he mounted a female dog – just packed – for I could not feel a stroke, but just strong, hard pushes. I was very pleased to feel the length of his cock inside me and feel the end of it against my womb, and an infinite thrill was sent through me when I felt that thin, pliable end actually enter my very womb for about two inches and pack it tight, as he went off in a violent push as I felt his hot jets strike the inside of my womb and I went off too in a frenzied delight. Oh, it was so good for my poor, hungry cunt, I can tell you!
Until it was over I never gave it a thought of his getting fast in me, as a dog does in a bitch. But I need not have worried, for my cunt opened enough to let him out easily. I remembered then that the doctor had told me, that in the bitch there is a tightness of the cunt muscles that clings to the cock, so that at the time of ejaculation it is kept in the female so that it cannot slip out and loose the semen by which nature intends to breed the species. The doctor once said he'd take me to his farm when the next mare was in heat and let me see his big thoroughbred stallion mount her if I cared to see it. My eyes told him, as well as my words that I'd be delighted. I will put off for awhile my doings with Brownie to tell of a trip to the farm – the doctor's – a year or so before he died. – He phoned me to come to his office for a ride out to his farm, and, as it was windy, to wear a veil. I knew what the veil meant and therefore wore clothes I had discarded a year or more ago, so that at the farm I would not be recognized. Doctor led me at the farm, to a little enclosed building at one side of the barn yard, there was a secret sliding panel to be used as a window. He said the deed would be done in a full view of that panel. The mare, he said, was beautifully ready, just as hot and randy as I would when I got back to his office.
The mare was led there, and I soon heard a fierce neighing, a violent snort, and a strong grunt, of the same nature as a man in the gratification of his sex longings, only in this case it was much more louder and more fierce. I tell you it is a sight to please the gods and to arouse humans to the utmost pitch of passion to see such approach as this magnificent stallion made to do his service. And then the utter submissiveness of the beautifully shaped mare. From the stable door his attendants brought him. He danced on his hind legs, his entire front elevated till it seemed he would fall backward, and such a sex token! Heavens! I thought must that poor little mare's small cunt take all that? Really, if I could have put my arm, at the age I was then, alongside his cock, I am sure that with my shoulder at its root, the head of his cock would have reached for several inches beyond my fingers. Oh, it was a huge monster, and a bag of nuts as large as a young girl's tits (the doctor told me stallions had the biggest tool of all animals he had on his farm) I just glued my eyes on that cock, and on the stallion's flaming nostrils, his wild eyes.
He kept rising on his hind feet, his cock pushing out of his sheath to its utmost length. I remember I was so excited that I let the pee run from me as I stood there, and it was very fortunate I had no panties on. Another man now took hold of a reign, and thus one on each side of the mare had a reign from each side of the stallion's bridle
