the child with lesbian gestures and intimate touches, strongly instilling in the subject that males were the evil of the world and that only women would be able to satisfy her.
It is also felt that because of the attack she suffered, the subject's feelings of hatred toward the male of the species gave rise to what is termed 'penis envy.'
In an article published in 1931 on female sexuality, Freud states:
… if a girl clings in obstinate self-assertion to her masculinity we may see that the hope of acquiring a penis is prolonged to an incredible age and may become the aim of her life. The fantasy of really being a man in spite of everything may dominate her. This 'masculinity complex' may then result in a manifestly homosexual object choice. She may then develop a 'penis identification.' In fact, there are even some strongly homosexual women who consciously 'hallucinate' a penis in place of the clitoris in time. In analysis these patients may even discover that they have unconsciously identified their entire body with a phallus.
Interesting is the fact that while the subject's aunt planted the seeds of lesbianism, she was not the one to actually initiate the subject. When asked about this, she stated that although she was hoping that her niece would become involved with lesbian love, she did not want to be the one to introduce her niece to female relationships, nor did she want any of her friends to do it. While she hoped she would be introduced, she did not want to bear the brunt of any guilt that might ensue as a result of her influence.
Keeping to her work, she did not make any sexual overtures to the subject until the day came when her niece initiated a lesbian relationship. Afterward, she did not hesitate to further introduce her niece to lesbian group sex which was to become a staple of her life.
While lesbianism is considered abnormal in our society, the subject of this case history is not concerned with that aspect of her life. She has found, happiness and sexual satisfaction in her relationship with women and is zealously opposed to anything that could possibly arouse a change in her feelings.
Although psychotherapy was suggested to her, she feels that because of the trauma connected with her first heterosexual experience she could experience nothing but revulsion at the thought of having relations with another male. The subject also stated that she feels no shame or guilt in regards to her sexual encounters with women and sees no reason to abandon something she is happy with for something that could possibly prove revolting to her in the form of a male-female relationship.
To aid in the reader's understanding of this line of thought, we will now continue with the case history as narrated by the aunt instead of the niece.
'Sandy had begun spending a lot of time with this woman, Cynthia. I had a hunch as to what was going on but I couldn't be sure. Sandy never said anything to me about it and I never asked her. The relationship between us didn't start until a couple of months later.
'I arrived home late one night after visiting with some friends. My husband was away on business, so it was dark inside. I assumed that Sandy had gone to sleep. It was rather late.
'As I walked down the hall toward my bedroom I heard a small moan coming from Sandy's room. Naturally, I was a little curious so I opened her door just a crack and peeked inside. There was a small night light on beside the bed and what I saw both shocked and delighted me.
'Sandy was on the bed, naked, with her legs spread wide apart. In one hand she was cupping the soft, young mounds of her boobs, while in the other she was holding a dildo. She was just starting to insert the head of the rubber cock into her wet cunthole.
'After a minute or two she had it all the way in, buried to the hilt inside her warm, creamy snatch. My eyes were wide with excitement as I watched her pumping it slowly in and out of her cunt, her nipples rigid with.excitement. I wanted so much to walk into the room and suck on them, but I knew if I did that, I would spoil everything for her. I would have to wait for the right time.
'Instead, I contented myself by pulling my skirt up around my waist and sliding my hand under the elastic band of my panties. In no time at all my pussy was drenched with my warm juice. I tried to keep from moaning as I finger-fucked myself, while watching my niece ramming the large rubber cock in and out of her sweet, young vagina.
'She began sliding the cock inside her cunt faster and faster. I moved my fingers inside my slippery gash at the same pace. I wanted to finish the same time she did. I loved the way her soft girlish ass was bouncing up and down on the bed as she strained to come. Her moans grew louder and I knew that she was going to shoot her load any second.
'Eagerly, I slammed three fingers as far into my hole as I could while my thumb twisted my throbbing clitoris. Then Sandy came, her body writhing on the bed as the waves of her orgasm washed over her. At the same time, my own cunt exploded in a series of joyous convulsions, showering my hand with its warm, slimy offering. I continued to stroke my clit until it became too sensitive and then I shut Sandy's door
and went off to my own room. After washing my hands off, I undressed and crawled into bed, thinking about how I might be able to suck off my young niece.
'As it turned out, though, it was the other way around-it was Sandy who brought up the idea of sex with me. It happened the next day while we sat in the dining room, eating our lunch. She looked over to me and smiled.
''What is it, Sandy?' I asked.
''I saw you last night, Aunt Sally,' she said softly. ''You saw me?' I asked, my heart giving a start.
''Yes. Last night while I was fucking myself with that rubber cock. You opened my door and watched me. I saw you pull up your dress and start rubbing your pussy.
Right?'
''Well, yes, Sandy, I did see you.'
''Aunt Sally, I hope you're not upset with me for doing it. I mean, I was just so itchy inside that I couldn't stand it anymore. I had to do something. Please understand.'
''Of course I understand Sandy. Why, it was the same way with me last night. When I opened the door and saw you all naked with your legs spread wide apart, and you playing with your cunt, why, my pussy got so wet I could feel the juice running down my thighs. You really made me hot. Your-boobs looked so nice, the way they were quivering on your chest. You're really a very beautiful girl.'
'After that the conversation seemed to die and we finished eating our lunch in silence. But, somehow, I could sense a definite electricity in the air, a current flowing between us. After clearing the dishes from the table, Sandy suddenly looked up at me and said, 'You know, Aunt Sally, it was kind of dark in my room last night. Would you like to look at my cunt now?'
'I could hardly believe it, my own niece talking and acting like a slut-but I loved it. She was really turning me on. I licked my lips excitedly.
''You know I would, Sandy.'
''Come on,' she said, let's go into your bedroom. I'll do the dishes later.'
'Hand in hand, we quickly walked down the hall to my room. Once inside, I shut the door. 'I can't wait to show you everything I've learned, Aunt Sally,' she said, excitement rising in her voice. Then hurriedly, we both undressed until we were standing, face to face, both of us naked. She really had such a beautiful body. Her
nipples were already standing out hard from her soft, round boobs. I could practically taste them.
''Alright, Aunt Sally, I want you to lie down on the bed and then I'll show you what I've learned.'
'I did as she asked, lying down on my back and spreading my legs wide apart. My cunt was soaked with juice and as I opened my legs, I could feel my pussy lips splitting apart, allowing a hot stream of juice to run down my ass.
'Sandy got onto the bed with me and before I knew it, she was French kissing me. I opened my mouth wide, accepting the probing, slithering length of her wet warm tongue. I moaned softly as she lapped inside my mouth, bringing my own tongue to life. As she kissed me, she pressed her hands to my boobs and gently kneaded the soft mounds of flesh, pulling on my sensitive, erect, throbbing nipples until I was ready to climb the walls.
'She left my mouth and started licking downward, brushing her tongue around my throat and then onto my tits. I closed my eyes as I felt her wet muscle moving in light circles on my titties, closer and closer to my nipples. When she reached them, she licked the tips for a moment and then sucked them inside her mouth, gently biting into them with her teeth.
'Juice was bubbling out of my twat as my excitement grew. Whoever had taught her what she was doing now certainly did a fine job. I had never been so excited in my life. At least it seemed that way.
