I got control of myself. I was all out of breath, rushing, coming like crazy, heat from my pussy shooting through all of me.
I was like a doll or a puppet. I lay there while Uncle Frank undressed me.
Then I was naked on the bed. My thin bush and my pussy were dripping wet.
Uncle Frank took off his clothes. He pulled down his pants and his shorts and then I saw his stiff thing, all naked.
"Uncle Frank…"
Uncle Frank got into bed, hugging me, kissing me, calling me his little darling.
He took my hand and pressed it against his thing. I was really interested, since I had never been with or seen a naked man.
His thing was huge. Maybe my being young made it seem even bigger to me than it really was. It seared me, but fascinated me too.
Uncle Frank moaned when I touched him. His dick was hard, smooth, hot.
He said that I should kiss his thing, like he had done for me. I got up on my hands and knees, my pussy oozing like crazy.
I pressed my lips against the head of the cock. It was rubbery and throbbing. I licked the head and kissed it.
Uncle Frank told me to take some of it in my mouth and suck it. He sat on the bed, holding his cock, the top of it rising up from his fist.
I took the head of it in my mouth. Uncle Frank sighed and shook.
I pretended that the cock head was a piece of hard candy, like one of the jawbreakers I liked from the penny candy machine.
I didn't know anything about sucking, but I must have done something right, since Uncle Frank almost came just from me sucking his cock head.
It was all juicy and spit ran down the sides of my mouth, down my chin.
He wanted to put his thing deeper. He pushed down on my head, and his cock went over my tongue and filled my mouth.
The head bumped the back of my throat, choking me. I gagged and pulled my head back and told Uncle Frank that I couldn't take it so deep.
That was all right, that was fine, there was something else we could do.
He put me down on my back on the bed. He grabbed my ankles and spread my legs. Then he crawled on top of me.
His thing hung down between his legs. It was hot and wet from the sucking. It throbbed when it rubbed me.
Uncle Frank wanted to put his thing in me. He touched the cock head to my slit. He rubbed the wet head up and down my slit and that felt really nice, and made me hot.
Then he rubbed my clit and I got all wet inside, all over again.
Then he pressed the cock head against me and put the head inside… I was thin and narrow, and his cock head was big and fat.
It split and spread my pussy lips, stretching the membranes. They kind of hurt and I started to moan.
I was cherry, and now that he had me where he wanted me, he sure wasn't going to give me a chance to get scared or change my mind.
He shoved his thing in real deep, real hard. It hurt!
Everything had been nice and sweet and sexy up to then, but he got rough.
He was heavy, a big man, and he pushed me into the mattress. His thing was hard in me and it sank deep, stretching me.
I shrieked but before I could get too loud he clapped his palm over my mouth and muffled my cries.
He muttered that it would hurt for an instant, only an instant, then it would feel all nice and fine and I would be a woman.
His thing was choking me between the legs and I panicked. But there was nothing for me to do but get fucked.
I had my cherry. At first it held out, and that was what really hurt, as his cock head pounded at the maidenhead.
Then he pushed harder and my cherry broke. There was a flash of pain between my legs like a knife, and it shot straight up to my head.
I wished that I could faint, but I didn't. My cherry broke, tearing apart, as he stuck his cock all the way inside me.
I was scared now, scared and crying. He kept his hand covering my mouth and his body covering my body as he fucked me.
When my cherry broke there was a bright flash of sharp pain. Then there was a dull aching pain, like I had a toothache down there.
I could hardly catch my breath. He pumped in and out. I guess mine was the hottest, tightest little piece of pussy that he ever fucked!
It hurt when he pushed his thing back and forth. I kept hoping that it would-be over but he just kept pumping harder.
His thing got hotter and hotter. He put it deep in me, deeper than I thought I could take it, so it really started hurting again.
This time he didn't pull his thing out for another stroke, but he kept it in, kept it in while he came.
He groaned. Come shot from his thing. It was warm and thick and gushing inside me like blood. For a second I thought that it was blood, my blood.
He dumped his load in me. The come stopped gushing and faded to a thin trickle. The come was soothing on my membranes.
So, there you have it – that's how I lost my cherry.
By the time I reached my sophomore year in high school, I was a real slut. Not that I gave a damn what other people called me.
They could call me anything they liked – as long as they did it behind my back. If they did it where I could hear it, I made them sorry.
But no boy was sorry if he ever went out with me.
I was really stupid, but it took somebody like Beverly Harker to prove it to me. When she started at the school, I was just ripe for the plucking.
She proved to me what a brainless little idiot I was, to give it away when I could be selling it at top dollar for big bucks.
You could say that Beverly and I were made for each other – she proved it to me. She proved it to me in bed – her bed.
INTERVIEW TWO
Beverly Harker sold me on her plan to sell me.
We were in bed at the time… her bed. It was on a weeknight after Thanksgiving and before Christmas vacation.
Tomorrow was a school day, but I getting my education in the teacher's bed.
It had taken her until then to hustle me into her bed. After she made love to me for the first time, I was sorry that she had waited so long.
But she had to be careful, being a teacher and all. If she made a mistake and came on to the wrong girl, she would be finished. She chose right when she chose me. Afterward, we were both naked and resting in bed. She had done it to me real good. I never had my pussy eaten so good.
I came heavy. Later, I felt all wet and melted inside, between my legs. My nipples stayed stiff and they throbbed real hard. The throbbings ran right through me.
I was on my back. Beverly was beside me. I rested my head on her arm and curled up against her. She was on her side, toying with my tits.
She sure looked different in bed than she did in the classroom.
She was attractive, but tough. Not tough like some of the sluts from my neighborhood, hard and brassy and cheap, but tough in a cool, classy kind of way.
She's in her late twenties, with short dark brown hair and a sharp-featured face, with cheekbones which stick out and a long thin nose.
In school she looks all businesslike and put-together. She wears her hair pulled back in a knot at the back of her head.
She has real beautiful skin, with an ivory complexion. Her deepset eyes are colored dark chestnut brown.
She's got a strong lithe body, firm and athletic, but with big tits and a great ass. She dresses to cover up her body, in school. There's not much give in her. The kids in school think that she's the straightest of the straight, a no-nonsense, by the book type. There's no getting away with anything in her classes. She's too smart and knows all the tricks students try to use on teachers.
Usually she's cool as a cucumber, but sometimes when a student gets her mad, she can really give him hell.
She does everything by the rules. But that's just her front, her false face. She puts on that act so she can get away with the stuff she does.