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My name is Tanya and I am 30 years old. I have resigned myself to
the fact that I am somehow different to other women. I have a
husband and a family, a home to be proud of and a deep dark
secret that I am at last ready to share. I have tried to talk to
other women about it but they look at me as if I am strange or
weird. Maybe I am. I think I must be. You judge for yourself.

CHAPTER 2
The morning broke with a rattle on the window. Rain. Typical
English spring. I looked at the alarm clock. Nearly 10 am. I had
over slept. No matter, it was the Easter break and no school this
week. I crossed the landing to the bathroom, did what we all do
first thing in the morning and decided to shower. I checked the
door was locked, it was but that was only a token gesture. A few
years ago dad had changed all the locks on the toilets and
bathrooms to those with a toggle that you turned on the inside
but had a small recessed slot on the outside that you could turn
with a small coin or screwdriver. This after my younger sister
Alex had locked herself in for half a day, well she was only
three at the time bless her heart. My sixteen, nearly seventeen
year old brother had taken to teasing me by pretending to perve
at me while I was in the shower. I say pretending because he
would never do anything that he knew upset me. Well actually it
did a bit. It did quite a lot, but he was such a nice lad I did
not want to upset him. So stalemate. I showered quickly paying
particular attention to my cunt. It had taken a bit of a beating
yesterday. I had lost my virginity on my friends fist. Or at
least I think I had. Just as it got so good that I was begging
for more a red mist had formed over my vision and while I know I
enjoyed sex with my girlfriend I could not, for sure, remember
all the details. 
I went downstairs and into the kitchen, a used bowl with the
remnants of some Cherios on the breakfast bar, the Cherios box,
open of course, with a fresh carton of milk left open on the work
top along side the half full milk jug. All of which said Roy was
up. I looked out of the window and saw his BMX bike was missing,
he was up and out. Dad at work, Mum out with Alex, shopping then
round Grans for the afternoon, I was on my own. I picked up the
phone and rang Lucy. Steven her bother answered and said she was
out with her Mum Fay, my Mums lesbian lover. It was catching them
at it that had sparked Lucy and I into our session of lust. Not
that we are lesbians, or at least I didn't think so. We where
only twelve, well 12 ½ and it was to early to commit myself to
that. After all I had a gay brother so maybe I was as well. Roy
had not come out yet it was just common knowledge round the
school. All the girls said it was such a waste as he was a hunk.
I suppose to them he was, but as my brother it did not hit me the
same way. I helped myself to some Cornflakes and cleared away
both sets of breakfast dishes. I wondered into the lounge and
flicked the remote control for the TV then picked up a magazine
from the rack. I curled up and started to flick through the
pages. 
This I decided was down right fucking boring.
I pulled a chair out from the dining area to the tall built in
cupboard in the corner of the lounge, climbed up and stretched up
to reach the top shelf. This was Dads "secret hiding place" for
his porn movies. I dragged them forward and searched the titles.
Seen it, seen it, seen it ahh, a new one. "Market man". OK so
lets see I thought. I set the tape running and settled on the big
sofa. The film started with a young man working on a fruit and
veg stall on a market. "Come on ladies, nice nanna's 'ere 50p a
pound special offer" he shouted. Sure enough two tarty looking
girls walk up and asked if he had any nice big bananas. The scene
changed to a bed with the two girls stuffing themselves with
bananas. Stuffing them up their cunts that is. I watched awe
struck. A banana for goodness sake. It got worse, or better, if
you like that sort of thing. With in half an hour I had seen
bananas, cucumbers, aubergines, celery, leeks and a small marrow
all stuffed up girls cunts and thrust back and forth while she
moaned and grunted. It was fantastic in other words. I had
removed my knickers by the time they had finished with the
bananas and was well into rubbing myself by the time they started
with the celery. I loved to feel my twelve year old cunt, it was
wet and warm and my clit seemed almost to have a life of its own.
I rubbed slowly a couple of times then circled my finger round
the opening of my hole then rubbed it again in a figure of eight
pattern. I was starting to build, I put my middle finger of my
right hand inside my little tight cunt and started to wriggle it
about while I used my left hand middle finger to massage my clit,
my breath started to come in shorter gasps. I glanced at the
screen to see a small marrow disappearing into a girls cunt, it
looked just wonderful, I wanted to shove it in her, to force the
thing right up that cunt of hers, better still I wanted the
market man to shove it up me, up my cunt. She was biting her lip
and squealing as if in pain. I wanted some pain. Pain was what
caused the red mist. Not bad pain but the good wonderful magic
pain that stretching my cunt would bring. I pulled the one finger
out and stuffed two in, I wondered what it looked like, me with
two fingers up my cunt, I needed a mirror. I started to think,
what had we in the house. A couple of brown overripe bananas in
the bowl on the telly did not take my fancy, half a cuecumber in
the fridge, but that would be icy cold, no celery or leeks. Come
on girl use your inishative I thought there must be something to
fill a cunt.  looked back at the screen and nearly died. In the
reflection on the TV screen I could see my brother Roy standing
in the doorway. I pulled my hands away from my cunt and sat up
quickly. I turned to face him.
"What the fuck do you think you are doing Roy" I screamed athim.
He screwed his face up and shook his head "Oh God Tanya, I
am so sorry. " he turned away "I came home and saw what you were
up to and just...well..., oh Sis please .....I am so sorry" 
"You bastard, you fucking perverted bastard. " I was not being
fair but I had him on the run "Do you get off spying on me or
something?" Now that I think you will agree was a pretty dumb
thing to say. HEY I was twelve.
"Errr..well yeah I do when your laid on your back with your legs
in the air and two fingers stuck up your....your......self. Shit
Sis I am only fucking human"
I had crossed the room to face him "If I had known you was going
to spy on me I wouldn't have been doing it would I.....I
....you....I" he was smiling at me. He put out his hands and
cupped my face in them. "We all grow up Sis, and we all need our
own space, I invaded yours and took advantage of it. For that I
will always be just so so very sorry. I hope I didn't spoil
anything special for you"
I was 4 ft 9 ins he was 6 ft 1 ins I weighed 7 stone 2 pounds he
was 12 stone 6 pounds. He didn't stand a chance.
"You queer arse fucker you" I screamed as I pounded his chest
with all my force. He leaned back a little but his feet never
moved an inch. He worked out four times a week with his gay 
mates at the gym, it showed, my fists just bounced of him. 
"Sis, Sis, Shhh its all right I understand"
"You...you understand? Understand? You fucking hypercritical
shirt lifting bummer boy. What do you understand.? You fucking
faggot"
I stopped hitting him and looked at him, I was hissing like a
cat. 
He was crying.
Softly he reached out to me and picked me up. I was scared. Had I
pushed him to far? He carried me back to the sofa, lay me down
and walked away. Upstairs to his room. Sobbing.
I sat on the sofa and tried to make head or tail out of what had
just happened. They said at school that it was such a waste him
being gay. He was captain of the Rugby team, but he would never
make a trail side, strong as an Ox my Dad said, gentle as a lamb
my Mum said. No 'killer instinct' said the coach. He would hit
someone with a crunching game saving tackle, then pick them up
and apologise. He had been taking karate lessons since he was 11,
we had all gone to see him receive his black belt just after
Christmas. He was big, fit, beautiful and gay. I could accept his
sexuality. I could. It was my fault he had walked in on me. I
should have been more careful. I should have bolted both street
doors, no one would blame me a girl all alone in the house would
they? I was embarrassed and defensive, that's why I snapped. I
had been an utter bitch to him. It was natural enough that seeing
me finger fucking myself turned him on, the sight of his cock
would have done the same for me.
 I mean, It all made sense. 
Right?
No. 
No it didn't. 
It didn't make sense at all. 
It made no fucking sense what so ever in fact. 
He was fucking gay for Christ sake.
I made us a hot chocolate each and carried it upstairs. I knocked
on his door. No answer. None of the bedrooms had bolts or locks,
fire hazard dad said, so I pushed it open slowly.
"Ready or not here I Come" I was trying to sound chirpy, even
though I felt awful. "Peace?"
 He was laying face down on his bed with his face buried in his
pillow. I sat on the edge of the bed and put the hot drinks on
the bedside cabinet.
"Roy. Please, I am sorry. I didn't mean to upset you, you just
caught me by surprise is all. Please Roy. I love you big bruv.
Big gentle kind bruv. Your doing me 'ead in Bruv" he always
laughed whe I mimiced the actors in the Eastends soap, "Please
Roy"
I stroked his back and massaged his shoulder muscles. "Come on
Roy, I am sorry, it was my fault, I am a dirty little slut and
you caught me out, OK, forgive your little Sis , please"
He half rolled over "I thought I could count on you Tan" he was
the only one ever to call me Tan "Even you are against me"
"I am not against you Roy, I don't care what you are, I still
love you, so does Mum and Dad and Alex. We all do"
He sat up, his eyes were narrowed his nostrils flared, I had
never seen him so angry. I reached out and cupped his face in my
hands, wipping away his tears with my thumbs. 
 "Do you think I would not love you just because you are gay?"  I
saw something in his face in that instance I had never seen
before, thank God I have never seen I since.
"FUCK YOU, FUCK YOU ALL" He roared. His arm swung round and
caught me on the shoulder, I was sent flying to the floor, I
screamed more in shock than pain. 
"I am not GAY" he bellowed.
He rose up and towered above me. Bending down he stabbed his
finger in the air an inch from my face.
"Do you hear me? I am not fucking gay! I.... AM.... NOT......,
FUCKING......, GAY" As he shouted spittle foamed at the corner of
his mouth. I was shitting myself with fear, I tried to weigh the
odds. He could rip me apart with his bare hands, if he chose to,
I was no match for him physically, but could I out run him? Out
run Roy? Not only was he the captain and star player in the rugby
team he held the school all time records for 100 200 400 and 800
meters. I was in the shit, deep in the shit.
"OK OK Roy I know that now" my voice was no more than a squeak. I
sheilded my head with my arm and waited for the blows to start.
"Please Roy don't hurt me please"  I was pleading. Begging for my
life.
He looked down at me, his fist were bunch his teeth clenched and
his eyes had a wild gleam in them. He started to frown, he looked
down at me laying curled up at his feet, and I saw his face
change. From anger to deep deep dispear. He let out a groan that
seemed to come from the pit of his stomach, he dropped his head
and fell to his knees above me.
"Oh Tanya, Oh my precious, precious Tanya what have I done, have
I hurt you my darling? Oh my what have I done to you littleSis?"
He put his arms under me and stood, he did not pick me up,
as much as he just... stood up with me in his arms. He turned and
lay me on his bed. He knelt beside the bed and put his head on
his folded arms and cried . Deep sobs wracked his big body. I
could feel his soul being ripped from him. It was as if his
massive, kind and gentle heart was being torn, still beating from
his broad chest. Never in all my life had I seen a creatchure so
desolate, an animal in such pain. I rolled over slowly and lay
with my head on his broad muscular back, my head moved as he
sobbed, and I cried too. 
I cried because he had hurt me. 
I cried because I had hurt him. 
I cried because this, the most gentle of all giants was so hurt.
I cried because I could not understand who or what or why he was
so hurt.
Eventually the sobs died and he breathed more evenly. I thought
that maybe he had fallen asleep. I moved from off of him slowly,
he turned his head and looked at me, his eyes red and watery.
"I made us hot chocolate" I said
"Be cold by now" he sniffed "I'll make some more"
"We'll do it together" I said taking his hand.
He looked at me he sat up, and smiled, then ruffled my hair.
"Oi watch it" I said and pinched his bum, then ran down the
stairs with him in hot pursuit, this was better.  
We sat at the breakfast bar with our hot chocolate, it was nice
to have my old brother back. I had not liked the one I had seen
10 minutes before.
"Sis? What would you do if Lucy suddenly came out?" He was
staring into his empty cup.
"She is out. She's out shopping with her Mum" I replied. He took
a deep breathe and signed it out again. He chuckled
"NNNNOOOOO" it was theort of no you use to a small child, almost
mocking " I mean what if she turned round and said she was a
lesbian?" I nearly choked on a mouthful of hot chocolate. How the
fuck did he know about our session yesterday. Had he seen us
through the window?
"I... I mean... what do you mean?" I managed.
"Look. And don't interrupt. OK? Right. You and Lucy have a
special relationship, right? Right. You have been friends since
the day you were both born, within hours of each other. It
doesn't mean your lovers does it?  Well? No." Phew, not much it
didn't, if only you knew big boy  
"But if she said she was a Lesbian, would all that change? Would
you stop being her friend? Would you stop sitting next to her on
the bus? Or in class? What about your sleep overs? Would you
still have her share your bed? Would you?" I frowned, what was
his point "Or would you hate her? Poke fun at her? Chase her down
the street shouting things at her?  Hit her, punch her, kick her,
take a stick and thrash her with it? Lay in ambush and beat seven
colours of shit out of her on her way home from school? Would
you?" He reached out and closed my mouth with his finger, I did
not realise I had it open. I swallowed hard "Maybe you would, I
don't know, but your not the kind of friend I think you are if
you did. Well Joey and I went to kindergarden together. We have
been friends since we were three years old. Since before YOU were
born Tanya. He came out and told the world he was Gay and that he
and Sanjay were an item a year and a half ago. What was I
supposed to do? Follow the pack? Turn against him? Turn my back
on the best friend I have ever had? How could I Tan? So I took
the beatings with him, I suffer the taunts and jibes with him, I
fight along side him when we have to fight, I talked him into
joining the gym and taking up karate, not because I am Gay, but
because he is my friend, always has been, always will be. Now the
mob think twice about it. But he doesn't fancy me! I don't fancy
him or Sanjay! What they do with their time together is their
business not mine, it turns my stomach to even think of it, but
that does not make me any less his friend does it? Sanjay is a
vegetarian, Joey loves hamburgers, do they want to kill each
other over it? Well? What would you say to Lucy? What do you
think I should say to Joey? I thought I could rely on you Sis, I
thought you would understand, I am sorry. I took you for granted
and I should not have done Your still a kid"
I was gobsmacked. I was speachless. The poor, brave, kindhearted,
wonderfull man. Yes I thought, in that moment, to me at least, he
stopped being a boy. He was more than a man than man than most
would ever manage. I turned away from him and went to the kitchen
sink to look out of the window. I needed to think. It was early
spring, the fences needed a coat of paint, so did the
summerhouse. The trees were still bare but the crocus and
snowdrops were making an appearance. It was a time for new life,
for a fresh start.
A fresh start. 
That sounded a good idea. A very very good idea. 
I turned back to him and crossed the kitchen. I turned him around
to face me. 
"OK, You want my answer? You will do what you think is right.
What ever you choose to do I will be with you every step of the
way. Never ever doubt me again.  BUT. If you can do all this for
your friend then that friend should do the same for you. Stay
friends with Joey and Sanjay by all means, but Roy, you have
never ever had a girlfriend. Have you? No. I know you haven't.
Why not?" 
"Awww Sis. Look at me. I am a big overgrown lummox. A clumsy
great ox. I am Hoss. What girl would want a thing like me? Look
at these things" he held his hands out for inspection "Like
bunches of bananas. Do you remember when I tried to play the
piano? I am just a useless great lump"
Hoss was Dads pet name for Roy, it referred to a character in a
cowboy series called Bonanza, and he meant it as a sign of
respect for his son not to take the mickey.
"You stupid bastard" it was my turn to get mad "don't you realise
that half the girls in our school are saving their virginity just
for you? Look at you? Look at you? OK stand up, let me look at
you." 
He stood up and looked for all the world like a small boy waiting
for his mum to check that he had washed behind his ears. I hooked
my finger in the ring of the zip on his track suit top and pulled
it down. With the zipper open at the bottom I swept my hands up
and out, throwing the top back over his shoulders I walked behind
him and pulled it down off his arms allowing it to drop to the
floor. He had spent a lot of time in the gym this winter and it
showed.
"OH my God, Roy" 
My mouth fell open and my clit instantly started to throb. He was
magnificent. Not muscle bound and ugly like a body builder but
hard and sleek like an athlete, just about any girls dream. I put
my hands on his broad back and stroked my palms up to his square
shoulders, over his collar bones and down his arms to his hips. I
turned him round to face me and turned my hands so that just the
tips of my neatly trimmed nails stroked his skin, just as I had
seen some girl do to a guy in a movie, and started to stroke his
body. Up his sides to his armpits and across his chest to his
throat, as my hands met I traced his sternum down to his
six-pack, girls let me tell you he had a six-pack. It rippled. 
He flexed his stomach muscles as I passed over them. He was
coming out in goose bumps. What a waste they had said. It would
have been more than a waste it would have been a sin. 
I looked up into his eyes.
"Have you ever kissed a girl?" I asked, "A proper kiss I mean" he
closed his eyes and shook his head slowly, "Have you seen a girls
tits, and I don't mean on the telly I mean live ones?" he opened
his eyes and shook his head again "Apart from mine just now, have
you ever seen a real live girls cunt?" He just barely moved his
head a fraction, and sighed.
"Roy, at our school are 500 girls aged from 12 to 18. Half of
them are yours for the asking. And that's before we start on the
staff!!. Listen Roy. When you walk across the field in your rugby
shirt every cunt that sees you starts chewing on gusset."
He roared with laughter "You mean them critters have got teeth?"
I laughed with him and threw my arms round his neck. Laughter was
a great healer.
"Grrrrrrrrr" I growled at him "You ain't seen nothin' yet"
He pulled me to him and hugged me tight "OH Sis, trust you to
make me laugh" that was not all I was making him I judged by the
hard bulge in his jogging bottoms that pressed into my stomach. I
enjoyed the moment. A little to much? Narrr. I knew now what I
must do!
I pulled away from him and stood with my arms folded and my chin
in my hand as I tried my best to look thoughtful. 
"Come with me Roy I have something to show you" I wiggled my
finger at him and lead him back upstairs and into my bedroom. I
closed the door behind us. He stood with his back to my bed
smiling and looking quizzically at me.
"Look" I said as I pointed at the ceiling. I could not believe he
fell for it. As he looked up
I struck hard and fast, it was my only chance. I hooked my hands
into the top of his loose fitting jogging bottoms and dived for
the floor. They where round his ankles, complete with boxer
shorts, before he could move a muscle.
"HOOOOYYYYYY" he screamed and bent to retrieve them, but I was
low, he was high, he was off balance, I hit him on the rise with
my shoulder and kept going using the full force of my legs to
power me up and forward like a sprint out of the blocks.. Arms
flailing he fell back onto my bed, I followed him and landed legs
astride his mighty chest. My short skirt had riden up to my
middle and I knew he had a front row view of my cunt.
"Now, big brother its pay back time" I said
He had me by the waist and was trying to lift me off him but I
hooked my legs under his back and held on for grim death. Those
ridding lessons had a purpose after all.
"Relax, brother and let me talk! OK?" I was pointing my finger at
him and had my hardest fiercest Care Bear Stare face on. He
relaxed a little.
"You have always been my big brother. Right? Who taught me to
ride a bike? Who taught me to swim? Who taught me to climb a
tree? Who caught me when I fell out of the fucking tree? Who
taught me to bait a fishing hook? Who taught me to row a boat? To
throw a snow ball ? To build a snow man? Who built me a racing
soapbox cart? Who sorted those bullies out when I moved up to
senior school? Who has always been there when I needed a friend
the most? Huh? Who? You! That's who. Now, I don't know a whole
shit load about this stuff myself yet. But what I do know I owe
it to you to teach you, and if we learn something together? Well
that's the best way I can think off learning. So shut up and kiss
me"
I kissed him, not the kisses we had shared since we could
remember but a full on open mouthed kiss. He pressed his lips
together and tried to talk, I waited my chance and as he relaxed
a little forced my tongue though them and started to feel his
tongue, finally he responded and stopped trying to tip me off of
him. I reached behind me and took his hand from my waist and fed
it into my sweatshirt. He fumbled a little then found the rock
hard mushroom of one of my nipples he squeezed it a bit hard and
I winced. I lifted my sweatshirt and slid up him a little so that
my tit was in his mouth. I felt him groan as he took my tit in
his mouth. They where only small, Dad called them 'Sunnyside
uppers' because he said they looked like a couple of fried eggs,
and he took one whole into his mouth and started to lick round
the nipple. I was enough to drive me mad, my cunt was calling for
attention. I let him suck for a while then swopped so that he
could do the other tit. I lifted my self from him and he started
to complain.
"No more Sis this is wrong, We.."
I silenced him by putting a finger on his lips. I stood above him
and removed my sweatshirt and short skirt, my panties I had left
in the lounge. I shooed him further up the bed and felt him kick
his bottoms off. I squatted and lowered myself onto his chest,
leaning back slightly so that he had a good view of my tight
little virgin hole. I started to rub my clitoris. It was
throbbing and twitching and needed some attention bad. I felt his
arm reaching down behind me and guessed he was rubbing his cock.
I moved down a little to give him room and took his other hand. I
guided his hand to my aching cunt and showed him how to rub it .
He was clumsy and pushed far to hard crushing my clit against my
pubic bone, I winced and tutted at him.
"Gently gently, just flick it with your finger"  
He eased the pressure. I signed my approval and he grinned up at
me. His arm was moving up and down as he rubbed his cock and I
knew the time had come for me to face my worst nightmare. My cunt
was starting to twitch and I was fast aproaching a climax. Not
yet it was far to soon. I stood above him once more. He beamed a
smile at me and I placed a hand on my hip and the other on my
head, I pushed my chin out and looked to one side sticking my
elbows out in what I hoped was a classic pose.
"You are one gorgeous young woman Tanya, just so beautiful" he
said.
It was rubbish and I knew it. I was skinny. Mum had said she was
worried about me, Dad said I was just active and would fill out
in time. Roys hands reached out and stroked my legs from the hip
down to my knees, it felt just so good my knees almost buckled.
"I've learned enough for today Sis, lets leave it hear before we
go to far" he said smiling up at me. No chance I thought to
myself, this has got to be done, and done now.

I turned round and pointed my bum at him, looking over my
shoulder I gave him a wriggle, he smacked my on one cheek
playfully and I pulled my little girl lost face pouting and
sticking my bottom lip out I raised my hand and sucked my thumb.

"You little witch" he laughed.

I was stalling. I had seen men's cocks on the video's but never a
real one. Let alone one with a hard on. Mrs Samuels took us for
Social Science and that meant sex education. She was nice and
explained that if we stuck to the scientific words we could take
about anything, even in class. The boys all made claims that got
more and more ridiculous as they went on. If they carried on as
they where, she told them, they would need a wheel barrow to
carry it in. The male penis is on average 6 inches long. I knew
that. So I should not be surprised or shocked should I? I turned
my head and closed my eyes then looked down. I open my eyes
slowly, fearing I would make a fool of myself by throwing up or
running away. I saw it. It was bigger than I imagined, more than
6 inches surely? Taking a deep breath I lowered my self onto Roys
midriff. I raised my bottom and wriggled my arse to invite his
attention and he did not disappoint me. He worked out that by
putting his finger in my cunt he could rub my clit with his
thumb. I squeezed and wriggled and he took the hint. He withdrew
his middle finger and replaced it with two. Two of his fingers
equalled three of mine and more, they were also longer, he pushed
until they where right up me and it hurt, I squinted in pain and
then as I open my eyes it was there. The mist. The red mist. I
reached out for his cock and took it in my hand, at least I tried
to. My fingers would not go all the way round. It was thicker
than I could ever have believed, as thick as my wrist. it was
firm but not hard, warm and nice and somehow strangely
compelling, but it was far to big to fit in my little twelve year
old fuck hole, far to big to go in my cunt, it would tear my and
make me blead. I leaned forward as Roy again rubbed to hard with
his thumb crushing my clitoris against the bone. It was
tremendous, it hurt and I loved every minute of it. I licked the
end of his cock tentativly, it tasted a little salty but was
better than I had always feared, it was actualy quiet nice. I had
no idea what to do next so took a chance and sucked gently on the
end. With a grunt Roy heaved his hips upward, it took me by
surprise and the end of his cock slid into my mouth. How could
having a mans cock in your mouth feel so dambed good. I sucked
genly while circling the swollen end with my tounge. I continued
for a minute or two as he began ramming his fingers in and out
harder perhaps than most girls would enjoy. The harder he rammed
the more it hurt, the more it hurt, the more I thrust back it
him, urging him on to stuff them in as far as he could. He was so
far in now that his fingers had found my cirvix as he pushed in
he circled my cirvix with his finger tips and it was driving my
up the wall with pleasure. I had my eyes closed and opened them a
little, the red mist was thickening into a fog, I had to have
him, I had to have that cock where it belonged and it belonged in
my cunt, as far and as much of it as I could take, if it tore me
to sheds, then so what.

I turned around again and looked at him, he was fading away and
was nearly gone into the red fog, he seemed to be talking, but
his voice came to me as if he was a million miles away on a bad
telephone line, I laughed and put my finger up to my mouth in a
Shhhhing motion. I moved back until I was over his cock and took
it in my hand. I felt with the end of his cock for my cunt hole
that would allow him into my spiecal place, deep inside me. I
felt the end slide gently into place and allowed my self to slide
down on to it, it would not go in. Roy had his hands on my waiste
and was trying to lift me off, I knocked them to either side and
took hold of them squashing them to my breast. I reached down
with one hand to hold his cock in place and straightend out one
leg, steadying myself with the other hand on the wall beside my
bed I straightend the other. My weight was now supported by Roys
cock, gravity verses the tightness of my cunt, gravity slowly
won. I slid down his shaft and his cock finaly filled my tiny
fuck hole. I moved my hand but I was still three inches above his
body. I reached down and grabbed a hand full of blankets each
side and pulled myself down onto him, impalling myself on his
beutifull beutifull cock. I could fell his corse pubic hair on my
clitoris, yes yes yes, I had it all up in my belly, it felt as if
the end was near my navel, it felt just fucking marvelous, but
most of all it hurt like bloody sodding hell! I bumped and I
ground forcing my clit against his pubic bone, I was having
orgasm after orgams and as tightly jammed in my to small hole as
it was my cunt muscles squeased on his cock as hard as I could
make them. A voice penitrated my consousness. Was it Roy? What
was he saying? That he was coming? That he was coming inside me?
OHH FUCK ME YES, YES, YES!! Come inside me Roy, come in my cunt,
fill my cunt with your spunk you bastard, DO IT DO IT DO IT NOW
ROY NOW.
Did I say it aloud? Or was it all in my mind? I did not know. I
did not care. I felt him thrusting up against me. I forced myself
down and found a rythme with his thusts, I had my hands on his
legs and lifted my self a little as he tried to withdraw then let
go so that I feel back onto him as he trust powerfuly up, it felt
as if he would busrst through the end of my cunt into my stomach
cavity, I hoped he would, I wanted him to, I wanted him to hurt
my cunt. He started to pump faster and to twitch, I could fell
every twitch of his cock and then his spunk hit the top of my
vigina like a flood of hot lava. He was coming inside me. Oh what
a feeling it was indescribable, pump after pump of red hot spunk
was washing all aroung inside me. I spasmed clamping his cock
with my cunt as I orgasmed over and over again. I breathed out
and started to relax. Wow that had been this best or what.
I was being moved. 
What was he doing? 
I opened my eyes but all I could see was a blanket of red, deep
deep red. His cock came out of me and I shouted for him to carry
on, I was sure I was shouting but I could hear nothing. I felt
the blankets below my shoulders and my legs seemed to be being
held above me, I spread them as wide as I could and joy of joys I
felt his cock return. This time he was in control. He held me by
my ankles and spread my legs as far as they could go, pushing
them back till I was bent double, and he then he fucked me. Oh
how he fucked me. He fucked me just as hard as his muscular body
could, ramming his cock into me time and time again, withdrawing
it till only the end was in me then jabing it all the way in as
hard as he could, he did this till I was about to explode then
stopped, grinding his cock into me almost without motion just
pushing it in hard as he could, then he would start again ,
pulling it out and ramming with all his might back down and in.
How long for? I have no idea. My cunt was burning. He was making
he sore. Every nerve in it was screaming for release, the pain
was incredible, it was overpowering, it was more than I could
stand any longer. It was absolute heaven. Pain lovely pain, all
through my dirty little twelve year old cunt, I loved it, I
wanted it, I needed it, I needed it , I wanted it never to end.
He was pounding into me faster and faster, then he started to
shudder as his second load came pouring into me like a wave of
hot soothing balm. I had always enjoyed it when I climaxed,
always, but this was something spiecal. Something different. Not
only my cunt, orgasmed, my brain ,my heart, my stomach my whole
body contracted then exploded, over and over again. I open my
eyes to gaze on this gentle gaint who fucked dirty twelve year
old little whores cunts so well, but all was red, just red, only
red.

The clock said 1500. It was three in the afternoon. I was in my
bed, naked. My clothes, top, skirt and knickers where on the
chiar next to the dressing table, folded and neat.My cunt was
sore. It felt good. Roy must have fetched my knickes for me from
the lounge after he had finished fucking me.
ROY.
ROY?
 The thought shook me awake.
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