Aaron and Angie - Part 5

She bought it without any protest,and the main subject of her constant rubbing, kneading,and stimulation was her external organs. I told her that if she was good that I could perform a simple little operation that would give her access to those inner wonders. She was a very good girl...

Her constant curiosity about sex coupled with my own incestous cravings led me to arrange another 'first'. Another milestone along the road of my emasculation. I asked her if she had ever seen her mother and myself going at it. She said she knew what was happening, but not the details. I asked if she would like to watch, and her response was that mom would beat her. I said not if mommy doesn't know. That got her attention.

Together we set up a veiwing area in an adjacent store room that was next to the bedroom. I pulled back an old dresser and exposed the unfinished wall behind it. Between the studs was the back of the sheetrock in the master bedroom. Four feet up from the floor was a space between the upper and the lower peices of sheetrock. The space between the two pieces was a half an inch or so. I moved all the stuff out of the way and screwed a piece of plywood up to finish a foot or so under the seam in the wall. I tried the light but it was burned out. I pointed to that,and said it was just as well as if she ever turned on that light it would be a total give away. I rolled an old work bench over to that wall and it came up to about the hieght of the plywood or just a little under it. All this was good. I told her about making any noises, and tossed a small piece of foam over the adge of the plywood. I said to her," Be my guest." " Learn as much as you want to."

We went back to the living room and commenced to wrestling around.It went something like this,"Ok you little wench I got you now!" and I would sit on top of her on her belly holding her arms out to the sides. " Now I,m going to torture you with my pretzel hold." I would rise up a little and she would squeal with delight. she would say, " Oh no you don't your a weak, and powerless man." then she would try to plant her knee in my groin and shriek with delight. I would raise my ass up just a little more to give her a bit of a shot. Bam! a playful knee in the crotch! I,d go down and she would get on top. "Now it is my turn!" she would say. I would pretend to be hurt and groan in my defeat.She would get on top of me and I would get the most sublime view of her pussy. Lately she would try to grab one of my testes through the cloth of my pants. She would try to trap it against my leg and capture it in a fold of my thin baggy pants. She would pin my arms down with her knees and my nose would practically brush against the crack of her ass as I rolled my hips to and fro,and gently kicked my legs to try to avoid my submission and capture. (I was really staring straight up into her pussy which was right over my face inches away.)It was so nice.... Then I,d roll out of it, and gain the upperhand again, as she panted and sweated and squealed like a little piglet. Her face would flush and her pussy would grow moist as I pleasured,and tickled,and grabbed her flesh,and we would roll around for an hour or more sweating and playfully cursing. My erection would tent up my trousers,and she would try to grab it too,for a tool of her play domination.

I called an end to it when Tammy came in, tackled her by the legs, and dropped her to the floor. Angie joined in with this too,and soon all three of us were rolling around. I grabbed her under her skirt,and tried to secure a hold on her upper thigh. Then I started to give Tammy a little spanking while her daughter was riding her back. Soon Tammy and I were heading for the bedroom, and Angie pretended to pout, but she gave me the thumbs up as I looked over my shoulder. Tammy was hot to trot.

In the bedroom the wrestling continued minus Angie. We rolled around and twisted on the bed,and played a similar game there of submission,and domination. I usually get top with Tam,and we started out like that,as our clothing flew to differant corners of the room.

I looked over to the crack between the wall boards,and there in the dark crack I could see two laughing blue eyes. I smiled,and immediatly felt my penis stiffen even more.The peep hole was about two feet from the end of the bed. I started with a series of massages to Tam's legs,then moved up to some heavier stuff. The eyes watched every move.

I kneaded the deep muscles in her legs, slowly working my way upward to her pussy. Then I licked my fingers,and parted her massive labia. I ran my fingers back and forth around the ridge of her clitoris, drawing the moisture up from her vaginal opening to around her clit and mons. She moaned with pleasure on her back with her eyes closed. The pillows were long since kicked of the bed.I leaned back myself as I worked with her sensitive flesh. Tam's pussy was clearly visible to the veiwer five feet away, and my package was even closer to the end of the bed,and the wall- maybe two feet. The thought of this voyeurism was extremely erotic to me. My penis was standing straight up as I thought of the show that I was going to put on for Angie. My nasty low hanging balls were trying to slid off the edge of the bed. They were full of testosterone this night,and my sac was hanging low. As I recall they ached with pressure, and from the many little blows delivered by Angie. I had her virgin little snatch rubbed all over me,and was still intoxicated from her heady aroma. I caused my penis to bob up and down in anticipation of the show that was to come. It was like taking a bow before the show begins. God I was hot!!

I was working on her clit and starting to stretch out her labia lips. Tam likes it rough,and I deliver. I did like I did to Angie a few weeks before, but this time I pulled a little harder. She gave a little cry in pleasure/pain as I stretched out her labia minor between my thumb and first finger. I pulled that baby out a few inches until the skin was taunt- almost ready to tear. I pinched out her clitoris the hood and all,with my other hand. She gave out a little shriek. I then mounted her sixty/nine stye and pinned her arms under my ankles and shins. I then lowered my balls down toward her face. They hung down several inches,and brushed her nose.

Then I lowered my head down to suck out her clit. Man,I put the vacuum to it,and sucked it in and out almost like a tiny penis. Then I returned to using both hands to pull on her labia again while I suctioned up on her clit,and rolled it between my lips with pressure. She was bucking like a horse now,and making lots of noise. While I did this I started rocking back,and forth making my balls swing back,and forth at the end of their pendulous sac. And swing they would. They would brush the end of Tam's nose. I stopped sucking her clit, and instead increased the pulling sensation on the twin lips, and sat up slightly,still rocking. My hateful little treasures swung a long arc back,and forth right over her mouth. Her arms were pinned by my legs.... It was a game we played often. I would play rough with her pussy while I dangled my jewels dangerously close to her teeth.

I looked up,and the watching eyes were wide with disbelief. She was seeing it perfectly. I then let go of the lips,and plunged two fingers into her stretched vagina,and then grabbed her clitoris with two fingers,and pulled it down to press against the two fingers that I started pumping in and out of her snatch. She was gasping and moaning loudly as I rubbed and pressured the organ. Then suddenly, she came with a hip-bucking rush. She made the Ahhh! Ahhh! Ahhh! noises,and arched her back.

I let go of all her equipment,and she closed her legs,and brought up her knees alittle. I used that moment to shift her hips over a little,and give the watcher a better view of what would come next.

With my erection bounceing under my belly,and my balls dangling at the tip of Tam's nose I gently opened her legs. It was a game we played alot. I bent to blow air on her clit, and she raised her head abit,and inhaled one of my testes into her mouth,and then covered her teeth with her lips. I went to blow on it,and she gave me a little bite.

I blew on it,and she gave it another bite. I gave a small shriek. Then I tried to pull my hips away,and lifted her head up as she held on. Then she let go to get a better bite, and I latched on to her clitoris and sucked and gummed it. I rocked the balls back and forth,and she followed with her mouth. I lowered them a touch,and she struck- sucked the ball right in,and gummed it. It hurt! I jerked up,and got my sac stretched for all my trouble,and gummed again! I let go of her clit and cursed. She got a hand loose,and grabbed me by the base of my oversized sac and pulled. It was in fun, but we play rough. I gave another little shriek,and struggled. She had a good grip on my bag,fingers wrapped all the way around, and my testes were forced out toward the end. She pulled again,and this time kept up the pressure on them as I fell to her side. I went to grab her clit,and briefly did as she she," Not much there to get a handle on is there big boy?" She was getting on top now, and she kept the grip on my balls. She lifted me up,and I had to try to raise my hips to take off some of the pressure. My balls were stretched out all the way, trapped in the end of their sac, and the skin was glossy and taunt. Then she sat on my arms,and it was her snatch that hovered over my head. After she lowered herself into a comfortable position she said," Well,now who is the boss?" "Lets see what we have here." She said," Hmmmm, Here we have two balls in a thin little bag, and they look scared." " And what is this?" " It looks like a throbbing seven inch erection ready to spill the contents of it's two swollen buddies all over the poor mans belly." " Too bad for them, Tonight we are going to do some yoga stretches!!!" Then I said in a falseto, " Oh Nooooo!" " Not the Yoga Teacher!!" She laughed and said," The night is mine!"

This is how it went alot of the times. Tonight she was being a little rougher becuase I started her out kind of mean. She said,"Oh yes little man, It's the Yoga Teacher!" " We will start with some stretches, and one, two, three, stretchhhhh!" And she really pulled the hell out of my sac, I mean I almost lost my boner. I would have if the thought of those virgin eyes watching the imminent ripping off of my testes hadn't pumped fresh blood into it. I pictured her watching this abuse,and rubbing her pussy,and pumping her little hand back,and forth over her pubescent clit,and bucking at the spectacle of her stepfather getting his sac stretched even more. She then said," Good, Now we will twist." She began to twist my balls, I don't know how much you fellows can take,but for me in those later days I could put two full turns on the boys. I suppose that most normal men can go a half a turn or so.... She started cranking them up. The pain starts for me after about 540 degrees or so. Then through the last half of the second three-sixty I start sweating it. And if she started pulling too....

She started twisting, but I was putting on a show for "her worship" behind the peep hole. She got to the turn and a half and I was ok, but then she started lifting my ass up off the bed alittle, and she said," Now we,ll see who is the boss, so tell me sunshine, Who is the Queen." I was tapping,and saying no!no!no!at the same time, but that wasn,t what she wanted to hear. She said," That's not the answer that I want to hear." I said, "OK OK! It is you my love,you're the queen." " That's good, and she let me down alittle then she said," You will obey me when I command you!" I said, "Maybe maybe not."

She twisted and pulled,and I gave a little shriek again. My hips were off the bed now,and my balls had turned a darker shade of red as the skin of my sac twisted and stretched.The force of her hand squeezed the blood vessels, compressed and constricted them. She said," You know that this gives me quite the thrill.""I am castrating you with my bare hands.""Your balls are turning a darker shade of red""Don,t you think that it would be a good idea to say yes?"

I said," Yes my queen." She said,"That's better." " Since you are being good I'll let you're boys breath for abit." It was all in fun,but the watcher behind the wall was getting serious ideas as I found out later. She said,"Now your going to lick my pussy the way I want it to be licked." It went on like this for awhile....I let her tie me to the four corners of the bed at one point,and I should pick up there.

Angie was watching the whole time. I could see her eyes. She was there to see us fucking too. Tam had me tied to the bed and she had worked me up to the point of an explosion of cum. She had mounted me several times, and had an orgasm herself a couple of times too. she sensed my immediate need and spotted the on-rush of the contractions,and made a verbal note of it. My cock was bobbing up and down,and the pre- ejaculate was running out of the end of it in a long runner of clear fluid. She ever so carefully took a hold of the pulsing member,and lowered her head to touch it with her tongue. Then she had it in her mouth , I was so sensitive that I could burst. I desperately wanted Angie to see me squirt my ropey load of white goo into her mother's mouth. I had my eyes closed as I pictured it from the veiw of a twelve year old girl. She had it in her mouth again, and it was going, I thrust my hips forward and exploded once in her mouth, she pulled out, once in her face, she pointed it away and again out the end and all over her hand and in my pubes, then I spasmed a couple of more times and gasped for air.

She swallowed. I had shot that shit up her nose and in her eye. I was laughing alittle when she got up, but I shut up pretty quick when she came back with the penis pump. She said," Thought that was funny did you?" " Well now it's time to go to work!" She shook the pump at me,and I guess I looked incredulous. I had made the pump out of a brakeline vacuum pump,and a long glass jar with a hole drilled in the end. A little nozzle was cemented in the end,and a clear plastic hose connected them. She also had a short piece of one of her stockings (nylons). She went to work immediately. She placed the end of the glass over my penis where it made a snug fit over the base of the member,sealed tight with the sperm puddled in my pubes. She started pumping.

She quit at -40kpa and told me so. My dick didn,t stand a chance it sprung back to attention,and soon even the little veins were bulging. She giggled and said,"Oh what the hell, your all tied up!" She pumped it to -60kpa and held it. She watched my face change to a mask of pain. I begged and pleaded, so she took it down to 50. My member was beyond- way beyond erect. The little veins would rupture soon, and cause all kinds of damage. We play with the pump alot,but respect it's power(I thought). I begged,"Just let it down alittle." "Ok?"

She said that she wanted it nice and hard, She wanted a nice tight fuck before bed. She took the piece of nylon stocking,and worked it under the bottom of the jar,and against the base of my penis. She then looped it around a couple of times,and started to tighten it. Then she really tightened some more, added a couple more loops,and cinched it down with an overhand knot. This tightening squeezed even more blood into the swollen organ. She then released the vacumm,and slid the long glass jar off of the hardest plump red erection on the planet. It was tied off tight and so was I. Every vein and knot stood in high relief against the bobbing bright red member. The glans was rock hard and it looked like it would simply spit open like an over ripe fruit. White cum was still leaking out of the end

She got up on top of me and straddled the grotesque organ. She pumped away for ten minutes or so grinding it against her clit,and sliding it in and out. I was being castrated as she fucked me. She would have an orgasm,and then pause with my huge overpumped strangulated member deep inside her slowly turning purple. I could feel it pressing against her uterus and filling her vaginal passage completely. Then she would start up again with soft moans,and then building to gasps,and finally "AHhhh! AHhhh! AHhhh! AHHHHH!!!!" Then she would collapse on my chest. I felt an odd pleasure to know that I was being castrated in her vagina,and that her daughter was watching as my over-pumped strangulated purple cock straining to burst with a fresh flood of white cum, but instead It could only spasm and jerk as she relentlessly and selfishly used it until it until it died between the soft wet folds of her sex in plain view,three feet away from her horny little virgin daughter.I emphasize the words soft,wet folds. With my rock hard phallus I could feel the moist smooth skin of her her vulva as every gorged and splitting vein slid to and fro across her. She would seem to tickle the entrance, rub the trapped purple bulb through her folds.I was beyond cumming-way beyond.

She stopped,and dismounted,and exaimined the slickened extorted rod.It was purple, not a healthy color at all. She said," I,ve always had a fantasy about this." I replied," Yea, Me too." She was easily able to release the overhand knot, and a few short loops later I breathed deeply in relief. The thing wilted like a dying flower. She squeezed the limp member a couple of times, and some creamy sperm dribbled out. Then she squeezed a couple of more times while fingering her clitoris. The color was back to normal. "There now, that wasn,t so bad."she said to the limp penis." Oh, by the way..... break's over!!" and she laughed as she reached for the pump. This went on for another hour or so......

The next morning I was up and at it bright,and early ready for work. My dick was alittle sore,but it was working ok as I had a decent boner that was bouncing up and down as I made my way to the bathroom. Just a little red on the end from the workout. Balls were merrily swinging to and fro.

I grabbed my trousers and headed for the living room walking naked through the house. Angie was on the couch sleeping under a patchwork quilt. She awakened before I could get my pants on....(like I was rushing) She addressed my genitals with a giggle,and said she was glad everything was hanging ok. I smiled back at her, and said,"Good morning to you too Angie." At coffee we discussed the previous night.

I asked,"Did you learn anything about sex by looking through the crack in the wall?" She said,"Oh yea, I sure did." "It looks like it is fun." I want to do it too." I replied," But you can't as long as you have that hymen in the way...and you don't want to get an infection and all." "It could get infected, and you might lose your clitoris,"I lied. " It is a terrible thing if they start cutting off the clit or those lips,it is much worse than if they cut off the boys balls," I added. " Well what do I have to do?"she asked "Next time we wrestle and everyone is asleep I want to do it just like you,and Mom did last night." She added farther, " It looked like it is much more fun for the girl than it is for the boy." I said," Well that isn,t always true," She said, " So what do I have to do?"

I was only too happy to help. I had her sit on the kitchen counter in a bright patch of sun. I found very sharp pair of pointed scissors and a hemostats. She spread her legs for me, and the morning sun shone in her virgin box. I said to her,"This will sting just alittle,but then you will be able to stick your fingers up in there,and anything else that you want." She nodded her head and I proceeded. I got some alcohol, cleaned the instruments of her deflowering, if that is what it should be called, and explained what I was going to do. I said," Angie, as I have explained several times, the entrance to your vagina is partially blocked, now, This isn't a big deal if you wanted to use pads when you get your period, and you had no desire to slide anything up in there." " But that's not the case." She nodded and bit her bottom lip. I continued," Trust me Angie, this is no big deal,it won't hurt hardly at all." " It will be just like what we do to the calves..." I paused, she started to look really scared. I said," Take it easy, Ang, I was joking." " You have a pin-hole,or maybe it is a septate hymen,blocking the entrance." "It looks like a peace sign,sort of, with three tiny little holes about the size of a pencil." "You have noticed that I'm sure." She nodded,and said," I'm scared, this won't hurt will it?" Then added, "Maybe I should go to the doctor, and let them operate." I laughed, and said," Jesus Angie,It's not that big of a deal." " You can trust me, by this time tommorow you'll be sticking your fingers in there, and having a jolly old time." " The other way hurts alot more,and your so worried about it being ugly, well, with torn flaps of skin hanging out of it,that would be a lovely sight...." " I,ll do my best to tickle it,and tease it so it won,t hurt,but we have to get started before everyone starts waking up." She said,"Ok, lets get it going, I,m ready to get castrated just like a steer." I said," Angie stop, It's not a castration, it's a helpful little modification, You'll enjoy it." She looked doubtful.

I said here, I,ll go get the hand mirror,and show you. I did that ,and also brought a pillow from the sofa. I tossed the pillow behind her for later, and put the mirror right under her pussy, and said here see for yourself. She could have seen without the mirror but what the hell. I took the hemostats, and slid them through the folds of her vulva. The tool was clicked shut so it was basically a smooth cool stainless steel probe with a nice rounded end. No rough edges,or catchy little serrations would irritate her flesh. She watched. I traveled around her clitoris,and all through the labia between the labia,and she gave a little sigh. Now I used the smooth stainless steel tool to slide both the labia minora aside, and I smoothed them out and flatten them slightly. She said,"Mmmmmm" That feels good." I said, "Now pay attention Angie, I want to show you."

I slid the rounded end of the probe over to one of the holes in her 'peace sign' and carefully let it slide in. She gave a little gasp as the hemostats disapeared inside her a couple of inches. I levered them down a little to try to touch her 'G' spot, and was rewarded with a little "Ahhhh..." I slid them in alittle farther and the membrane of her hymen began to stretch. She said,"Ouch." I repeated the process twice more on the two remaining pinhole perforates. She watched. I then inserted the tool into one of the perforations,and levered the tool to the side and nearly brought the rounded end back out again through another hole. She quivered, and said,"Ouch!" alittle louder. I said," Did you see that?" She nodded. I said,"That is what we will cut away." I asked," Do you want to watch?" She shook her head no so I said,"Ok sweety, Then just lay back,and rest your head on the pillow, and it will be over in a couple of minutes." She slowly reclined unto the pillow.

Then she sat up,and said," You promise that everything will be alright?" I said,"Yes Angie, This is not a big deal." Then she said," If you screw this up, then you have to let me cut off your balls,just like a steer!" I said," Ok Angie, If I screw this, than I,ll let you make me into a gelding, you can take my beloved testes." She sat up again and said," And I get to cut them off, right?" I said," Ok, Angie, but it will be fine." She laid down and folded her hands on her belly and looked satisfied.

I diddled around with her hymen some more. I was truely fascinated by the thin membrane. I continued to test the elasticity of the tissue around the holes by sliding the instrument into the hole until it became tight. Then I,d twist it a little and watch the stainless steel turn in the hole and the flesh bunch and stretch accordingly. She was moaning and gasping, and saying "Ouch " depending on what I did. Then I did it, I opened the hemostats,and slid the pinching tool into one of the holes about a third of an inch or less, laid it to the side of her leg and positioned it so the tip showed in an adjacent pinhole. Seeing that it was on target I closed the tool. She gave a little shriek and started to squrim. I said," Don't thrash around or it will tear." She quieted. I said," Twice more sweety then the pain is over." I left the hemostats on that part for another minute or two, then I undid the clasp. She had a little hemostate track mark between two of the holes now. I repeated it twice more,and each time the tool closed on her flesh she kicked and shrieked, but now it was done. I had neatly crushed the tissues in a little triangle, kind of like connect the dots with hemostats. The center of the poor little thing was turning a darker shade of red, and I figured it was time to snip it out. I held the tiny flap with the hemostats, as I snipped the flesh away that I had crushed in a small triangle. It was still a small virgin hole. She still had 'a hymen', but now it was more like what most girls start out with. The operation was completely bloodless. She now had a cute little triangle to access her vagina with.

I said," Ok Sweety, It's done." I helped her up,and showed her the tiny piece of flesh pinched in the end of the tool. I said," Do you want to see?" She nodded,and I stuck the mirror under her ass again and said,"There, That's better" She nodded again,and started to prod with her fingers. I took her hand and said," It would be best if you don,t mess around down there today." "Do you think that you can do that,or do you want me to make you a nice big diaper?" I teased. I said," I guess you will have to come up with some other better reasons to take my balls." She smiled,and looked back into my eyes. She was thinking.

We're getting there......