Part 2
(Mg, 1st)
Blake Bailey's biography of Philip Roth contains a brief encounter between Roth and his stepdaughter, Helen...
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Philip managed to find his voice at last. "Helen, darling. You're a child, just a kid! You couldn't take my cock in your little slit! You're much too young!"
Without a word, Helen's two hands sought Philip's penis and deftly brought it into the light. Her eyes aglow, she bent her head and, to Philip's amazement, commenced to kiss and lick. An agile hand found his scrotal sack and began to softly caress his testicles.
"Helen! Where on earth did you learn to do that? Who taught you?"
"A girl at summer camp told me all about it and how to do it. She does it with her cousin and her uncle. She says she's been doing it since she was six or seven."
CONTINUED [PART TWO]
Philip was in a state of sublime ecstasy; the very thought of a girl of a mere seven years of age deftly handling and sucking adult penises was simultaneously appalling and quite thrilling beyond words. He'd heard of such pleasures being offered to American tourists frequenting houses of lewd pleasures in Havana and Tijuana, but the thought of an American girl of Helen's acquaintance doing such things at such an age was almost unimaginable.
"Did she tell you how to make a man's cock shoot sperm, Helen?" he enquired. He had a strong feeling that Helen's young summer camp friend had neglected no details in her instructions.
Helen chuckled, but did not reply. Instead she began sucking the head of Philip's penis, using her tongue to tickle the urethra at the same time. Her two hands were meanwhile performing a gentle up-and-down motion on the shaft of her adult lover's penis.
"Oh, Helen! Helen! Helen, you lovely girl!" Philip gasped as he instantly achieved climax, his loins jerking upwards.
As Helen later recounted, no fewer than five - or maybe six - jets of semen filled her mouth. As Anna had instructed her in their bedtime conversations in summer camp, she bravely swallowed each one before raising her head and opening her mouth wide so that Philip could see her semen-coated tongue.
"See! I swallowed every last little wriggly sperm, Philip. Did I suck your cock as well as mother does? Well?"
"Better! Better! Much, much better. Better than any woman I've ever been with!" Philip exclaimed, truthfully.
He turned the car's ignition key and the journey homeward continued.
That evening Philip busied himself with constructing the outline of a novel he was writing and avoided meeting Helen's eye, except for a moment in which the two exchanged a conspiratorial wink while Helen's mother was in another room.
In bed with Margaret, Helen's mother, Philip was mildly surprised to be aware that he felt no guilt at all about the day's quite unexpected adventure. Instead, he seized Margaret bodily, growling that he wanted to fuck her to death. Margaret giggled, having become used to Philip's sudden erotic urges.
Their lovemaking that night was brutal and loud; Philip was aware that Helen, lying awake in bed in the adjoining room, was listening and, he guessed, probably fingering her unfledged sex. The thought thrilled him; he was aware of the treat awaiting him in the very near future.
"Let me lick your lovely juicy cunt, Margaret," he said loudly. Margaret giggled and shushed him. "Not so loud, my love. We don't want Helen to hear, do we?"
Philip had intended Helen to hear and, as she related later, the words enthralled her. Would Philip do the same to her if she wanted him to? she pondered. Would his penis hurt her as it thrust into her? Her fingertips caressed her small clitoris with practiced ease until a shuddering orgasm convulsed her slender young body and she fell into a deep sleep.
To the well-concealed delight of both Helen and her stepfather, Margaret had business some miles away which would consume some hours of her time. She left the house a little after nine and Philip and Helen faced one another.
"Where do you want to fuck me for the first time, Philip?" Helen demanded, teasingly. "In my room or on the bed where you fuck my poor mother to death and lick her lovely juicy cunt? Or right here in the living room?"
In answer, Philip led Helen to the sofa. She sat down, obediently and expectantly, her heart beating wildly.
"Let me lock all doors and draw the drapes, my sweet girl. Take off all your clothes and spread your pretty legs like the brazen seductress you are."
He undressed quickly, his penis as rampant as that of an excited fourteen-year-old invited to pleasure his lecherous aunt or his fearless and adventurous older sister.
Seconds later, Philip's tongue was exploring Helen's youthful body from her tiny rosebud anus to her navel. The girl moaned softly with appreciative pleasure.
"One or two wisps of soft downy hair on your sweet mons veneris, Helen," he murmured, raising his head. "You'll have a lovely womanly bush by the time you're thirteen or fourteen. Like your mama."
Philip renewed his labors; Helen's two hands were engaged in grasping Philip's full head of hair. The girl, her body glowing with perspiration, squealed, writhed and shuddered as one climax after another crashed through her.
"Oh, Philip! Stop, my love! Stop! I'll die of excitement if you lick my cunt any more, I swear I will."
In reply, Philip rose from his kneeling position and stretched himself on the floor on his back and laughed aloud with delight to have given Helen such pleasure.
"Now, my princess, my adored one. Straddle me. Put the soles of your feet on the floor - not your knees - and impale your pretty little slit on my prick as far as you can."
As instructed, Helen straddled Philip's body, positioning herself so that her vagina was above his penis.
"Hold my cock with one hand and use the other to keep your cunt lips open, Okay? Push down as hard as you can and stop at once if it hurts"
Helen laughed aloud.
"Do I win a prize it I can take it all in one lunge, Philip? Every inch of your cock in my tender little cunt?"
To the surprise of both, fully half of Philip's penis was engulfed in the slender young body as Helen carefully lowered herself.
"It hurts a bit but it feels quite heavenly, my love," the young girl murmured quietly. "I've wanted your cock in me since the minute I first saw you."
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