quickly buried her mouth between my thighs, her tongue slithering into my hole-and I exploded. Hot, whimpering moans rose from my throat as the hot convulsions of ecstasy ripped through my cunt, sending another hot load of cream into Sandy's sucking mouth. That's one thing I learned about her: what she digs most is sucking a cunt when it's coming.
'She stayed there, her mouth ground against my cunt until she had gotten the last drop of cream that she could. After that, she pulled the cheeks of my ass apart and licked up and down the crack, getting any come that might have rolled down, then swallowing it with relish. I really felt like my dreams had come true with Sandy as a bed partner when her Uncle was away.
'After that last round we both fell asleep again and didn't wake up until morning. After getting dressed, Sandy hurried off to school. While she was gone I called some of my girl Mends and they all said they would like very much to meet her. We decided to get together the following Friday. When I told Sandy about it she was thrilled. The idea of being in a room with three other naked cunts really got to her. Impatiently, we waited for Friday to arrive. Finally, it did.
'Seven-thirty found us both dressed and ready to leave. After turning off the lights, we left the house. The drive to Terry's apartment lasted about thirty minutes. When we arrived, she opened the door and let us both in.
'I introduced Terry to Sandy and then she introduced Sandy to the rest of the girls. I must admit that I was very proud of her, because she looked so nice, wearing a sheer blouse without a bra, letting the beauty of her soft breasts show through, and a mini-skirt that rose up her thigh, almost to the edge of her black lace panties.
'After the introductions Terry went and fixed both of us a drink, then we sat down and talked. I could see that Sandy was anxious for the party to begin and I suggested that she get the ball rolling.
' 'Sure, why not?' she said. Standing up, she began to move her body to the steady, pulsating beat coming from the stereo in the corner of the living room. All eyes were on her, watching the pert mounds of her titties bouncing under her blouse with every move she made.
'The lust and desire she was feeling deep in her body was showing itself through her half-closed eyes. I could feel my own excitement welling up inside my cunt as I watched the moist tip of her soft, pink tongue sliding across her lower lip.
'Just then, she began to slowly unbutton her blouse, one button at a time. Although we could see her tits under the material of her blouse, it was all quite different as we waited anxiously to see her in the flesh, to watch the bare, uncovered mounds quivering on her chest, to see her rosy, pink nipples expand and harden with desire.
'Another button and then another until she was down to the last one, and then it, too, went the route of the others. Her blouse was now completely unfastened, being held partially closed only by her precious boobs. Smiling at everyone in the room, she slowly pulled the two halves apart and revealed the warm, soft melons of flesh. Next, she pulled the blouse down her arms and let it fall to the floor. All that remained now was her skirt and her panties.
'As she gyrated her hips in time to the music she reached up and cupped her quivering, writhing mounds in her hands, first hefting their weight and then squeezing their softness through her fingers. I honestly don't think at that time there was a dry cunt left in the room.
'When Sandy finished with her tits, she reached down to the side of her skirt and slowly pulled down the zipper. As she started to tug her panties over the plump curve of her ass cheeks she suddenly turned around. The skirt went lower and the top of her ass crack became visible. It was apparent that she was removing her panties along with the skirt.
'I could feel my heart pounding inside my chest as I watched more and more of her plump, soft ass being exposed. And then all of it. The skirt slid down her legs to her feet and she stepped out of it. As she turned back around to face us, she covered her hairy pussy mound with her hands. Then, still keeping the mound covered, she opened her legs and began rubbing her fingers inside her wet slit. Gradually, she uncovered her pussy, exposing her thick jungle of hair to our lust-filled eyes.
'Lying down on the floor, on her back, she slowly opened her legs as far as she could, giving each of us a beautiful view of her pink, juice-filled cunt. With her fingers, she pulled her pussy lips apart and now we could see her cunt hole, squirming in a sea of her warm, sweet juice.
'I looked over to Terry and saw she was licking her lips like mad. She couldn't wait to be the first to dive into Sandy's inviting pussy. 'Go on,' I said to her, 'I'm sure Sandy would love it if you would suck her off.'
'That was all it took. Everyone watched as Terry quickly stripped naked and joined Sandy on the floor, with her face buried between my niece's spread thighs.
'Sandy closed her eyes and moaned softly as she felt Terry's tongue diving into her hot swollen cunt, lapping up all of the juices that were oozing out. As the sound of Terry's tongue, slurping cunt juice, mixed with Sandy's heated moans, the atmosphere in the room became supercharged with electricity.
'No one was content to just watch anymore. Rhonda had pulled off her panties and was madly fingering her cunt. Trisha slid next to me on the couch and our mouths met in a hot, wet kiss. Her tongue tasted sweet and I licked it eagerly, swallowing her
offering of warm saliva. Her hands were all over me, frantically trying to unbutton my blouse, while at the same time she tried to undo my bra and play with my dripping cunt. Although she couldn't do all three at the same time, she finally had me stripped and then her hand found my cunt and I felt three fingers sliding deep into my hole. I opened my legs wide, grinding my ass against the cushion.
'Just then, I noticed that Sandy had stopped moaning. Looking to the floor, I found her and Terry in the sixty-nine, their mouths at each other's cunts, frantically thrusting their tongues in and out of each other's warm, dripping holes while their fingers manipulated their throbbing clits.
'The scene was too hot for me. I wanted to be a part of it. Together, Trisha and I tumbled to the floor beside Terry and Sandy. I whipped around on top of Trisha and pressed my mouth to her swollen cunt, sliding my tongue into her hole as deep as I could. At the same time, I felt the wet length of her tongue licking hotly over the entire length of my clitoris, making it throb with pleasure. A garbled moan of ecstasy escaped from my cunt-filled mouth as waves of pleasure, brought on by Trisha's tongue, washed over me.
'I could hear Sandy sobbing and I knew that she was about to come. Terry was sucking madly, trying to capture all of the hot come that was pouring from Sandy's convulsing hole. At the same time, her own body writhed on top of Sandy's and I was able to see her load of cream pouring from her hole onto Sandy's face. After that, it was like a chain reaction, with Trisha and I close behind.
'When it ended, all four of us were lying side by side on the floor, the sound of our breathing filling the room. The rest of the evening was taken up introducing Sandy to various forms of 'daisy chains' and dildo action. By the time we left the next morning she couldn't thank me enough. She was totally happy in her new world of lesbian love.'
As can be gathered by the reader, Sandy does not want to change, which is why she rejected the idea of psychotherapy. She is perfectly happy, and although the chances for her continued happiness are slim (based on large studies of lesbianism) she is willing to take her chances.
What the future holds for Sandy is difficult to predict. However, it has been found that among other things, lesbians suffer from intense depressions or anxieties arising from insecurity feelings about the love of her partner. Often they suffer from suicidal tendencies, in addition to a murderous hatred for their mothers which usually turns out to be the nucleus of their condition.
Based on these facts, it is apparent that while Sandy is possibly happy with her life now, she faces what may be a most disastrous part of her life unless she receives professional counseling, if not now, then soon in the future-before it becomes too late.
Conclusion
In this volume we have taken a long look at a type of incest that very little has been written about; concentrating on the child as the aggressor in each instance. Despite the evidence in these case histories indicating
