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The Beginning
by WelshKF (welshkf@netzero.com)

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A girl describes how her sexuality began. (Mg, ped, 1st, oral, 
anal)

***

I'm not really sure when it all began. Perhaps during infancy. 
Lying in my crib and hearing the odd sounds my mother and father 
made in the night. I was an only child. We lived in a trailer park 
in a small town. The park was set near the river that ran through 
town. Deep woods bordered the gently flowing water. On the edge of 
the trailer park was a small playground. 

It had all the usual toys of the time. Swings, a slide and a large 
cement barrel set on its side. The barrel was always a source of 
fun for us. Climbing on it, playing within its smooth, cool sides.

Beside the playground was the junkyard. A place for old cars. 
Separated from the playground by an old, very high wooden fence. 
It always seemed scary to me, peering through the old boards at 
the rusting cars. One day, I guess when I was 6 or 7; there was a 
great commotion at the playground. The police came. 

All the kids were rushed away to their homes by their parents. 
That night I was simply told that a bad man was doing naughty 
things. I never really understood.

Things settled down and now I was just passed my eighth birthday. 
I was exploring the woods by the river, alone. I was always very 
careful to stay well away from the water. It was a fascinating 
place to me. Hidden trails and secluded paths. 

I remember I had just crawled through a thicket when I heard a 
very strange sound. I pushed some branches aside and saw a man. He 
was kneeling with his back to me, his pants were down. He was 
making very funny sounds and I could see his arm moving. On the 
ground by him were what looked like colored pictures. My knee 
broke a branch and the man suddenly turned a little. I could see 
his hand, tightly holding his thingy. 

I got really scared and tried to crawl backwards away. The faster 
I went, the more I got tangled in the thick brush. My long hair 
was becoming caught in the branches. It hurt a lot as I tried to 
pull away. I managed to free myself and turned to run. Before me 
stood the strange man. His pants were pulled back up.

"Well hello there!" he said.

"Please don't hurt me!" I cried.

"Sweetheart" he said, "I would never hurt you. Or anyone!" I 
remember how he seemed to have a kind look on his face.

"I didn't see anything...honest!" I told him.

"Well" he said, "I don't believe you." He took me by my arm and 
picked some twigs out of my hair. "What's your name honey?" he 
asked.

"Karen...sir!" I told him. He laughed. "Karen Sir? That's a funny 
name!"

 "No" I said. "Karen. My name is Karen."

"OH!" he said. "Well Karen. My name is Ted. How old are you?" I 
told him I was 8. He smiled. "You're very pretty Karen!" Ted 
looked around us. I looked also. "Are you playing alone?" he 
asked.

"Uh huh" I said. He took a hold of my wrist, walking me around the 
brush I just crawled through. He took me to the place he was. The 
one where the pictures were.

"I want to share a secret with you Karen!" he said, smiling.

"I better go home!" I said. I tried to pull my arm away but he 
held it.

"It's alright Karen!" he said. "No one's going to hurt you here!" 
I was really afraid. "But" he continued. "I can't let you go home 
yet. Not until you have done something special for me."

"What do I haffa do??" I asked.

"I want you to kneel down." he said. "Right here." I was always 
taught to obey grownups. Even though I was very afraid...I knelt 
down. My face was just a little below his waist. Ted moved very 
close and opened his pants. He let them fall to his ankles. Right 
before my face was his thingy. I got really scared and closed my 
eyes, turning my face away. His hand gently turned my face back 
and he told me to open my eyes.

"It's okay Karen!" he said. "It won't hurt you!"

I opened my eyes. His thingy hung there. It was darker than his 
skin. The end of it kinda looked like a turtle. He took my head in 
his hands and told me to open my mouth. I really didn't want to.

"Please don't!" I said, tears beginning to wet my eyes.

"I have to honey!" he said. He lifted up on his feet. His hands 
kept me from turning away. His thingy rubbed my lips. "Open your 
mouth Karen!" he told me again. I really didn't want to, but I was 
afraid he would really hurt me. I opened my mouth and he brought 
my face closer. His thingy went into my mouth.

"Ahhhhh" he said quietly. I remember how it felt warm and sponge 
like. "Suck it Karen" he said. "Suck it like a popsicle! Oh yes! 
Suck me!" I looked up and saw his eyes were closed. He had a big 
smile. I tried to suck, as told. His hands were moving my head 
back and forth. 

"Oh GOD!" he moaned. "That feels so good!" At first I could take a 
lot of his thingy, but now it felt like it was growing. Getting 
harder. 

He kept moving my face back and forth and I could take less and 
less. Ted began to make really funny sounds. His hands held my 
head tighter and soon I felt something thick and hot squirting 
into my mouth. At first it kinda choked me and I almost gagged. He 
must have known this because he pulled my head back a little and 
told me to swallow; telling me it would be easier if I did. 

Swallowing caused my mouth to close more. I felt more stuff 
squirting, but he was right. Swallowing did make it easier. He 
groaned real loud and pulled my face away. For a moment I saw some 
thick, white stuff forming a bridge from the end of his thingy to 
my mouth before it broke. His hands let go of my head and I sat 
back on my legs. There was more of the thick stuff in my mouth and 
I tried to swallow. His thingy seemed to hang down and was 
dripping from the end.

"Oh my fucking GOD!" he said. "You are one fantastic little cock 
sucker!" I remember blushing very deeply at the sound of the 'F' 
word. I watched him as he fumbled to pull his pants up. He had a 
funny smile on his face as he looked at me.

"I think...." he said. "I should return the favor!"

I had no idea what he meant. He had me sit back and he brought my 
legs forward. I tried to stop him as he began undoing my jean 
shorts. "Don't fight me Karen!" he said. "You're going to really 
like THIS!" He pulled my shorts and panties down. My legs went up 
as he pulled them off. I tried to cover my little girl place with 
my hand but he pushed it away. He had me sit back on my arms. I 
could feel the leaves and small twigs on my bare bottom as he 
lifted my legs up and out. I felt so embarrassed because he could 
see all of my little girl place.

"OH my GOD!" he said. "That is the most beautiful thing I have 
ever seen!" Then Ted put his face down there and began kissing and 
licking my little girl place. I felt so scared and helpless. He 
was making very funny slurping sounds. I remember thinking how it 
didn't seem to hurt. His mouth moved up to the place near where my 
peepee comes from. 

The next feeling I had almost scared me to death. It's really hard 
to describe. It wasn't a pain or anything. More like a shiver when 
I was cold. But different. I wanted him to stop, but he wouldn't. 
He kept kissing and licking that place. The funny shiver seemed to 
go all the way up my body to my face. Then something even scarier 
happened. 

I felt something squirt from my little girl place. It almost felt 
like peepee but different. Peepee comes out all at once. This 
squirt was coming out in bursts. I could not hold myself up 
anymore and fell back. It was very hard to even breathe. Ted began 
licking all over my little girl place. Everywhere. When he sat 
back he had a great big smile. His face looked all sticky and 
shiny.

"See!" he said. "I told you I would not hurt you Karen!"

I could not understand what had just happened, but he was right, I 
guess. He didn't hurt me. He brought my shorts and panties back to 
me and helped me with them because my hands were shaking too much. 
He helped me up to my feet and we walked away from the area. Just 
before we got out of the woods he stopped me. He lifted my chin 
and kissed my lips. his lips had a really funny taste. He told me 
that if I could keep a secret, that maybe he could see me again. I 
went off to my home trying to understand everything that just 
happened. It would be about three weeks before I dared to go back 
into the woods.

I guess I was just a very curious little girl that wanted to learn 
more. And learn I would!