Message-ID: <34835asstr$1011417004@assm.asstr-mirror.org> Return-Path: From: headachesville@aol.com (Headachesville) X-Original-Message-ID: <20020118053221.08624.00003607@mb-ch.aol.com> X-ASSTR-Original-Date: 18 Jan 2002 10:32:21 GMT Subject: {ASSM} FOUR YEAR OLD MOLESTED? (Ff,Enema,oral,anal play) Date: Sat, 19 Jan 2002 00:10:04 -0500 Path: assm.asstr-mirror.org!not-for-mail Approved: Newsgroups: alt.sex.stories.moderated,alt.sex.stories Followup-To: alt.sex.stories.d X-Archived-At: X-Moderator-Contact: ASSTR ASSM moderation X-Story-Submission: X-Moderator-ID: hecate, gill-bates FOUR YEAR OLD MOLESTED? (Ff,enema,oral,anal play) When I was 4 my Mother took a job working as a waitress at an all night cafe. The pay was lousy but the tips were great. My Father had died in a battle in Korea, and so Mother and I moved in with Great Aunt Donna. Aunt Donna was a registered nurse, about 45, who had been married a short time to a military man who had many years ago gone his separate way. It didnt stop her from having a boyfriend or girlfriend every now and then. We later moved in with Grandma after Gramps passed away as Mom knew Aunt Donna wanted her privacy so she could have a love life. I recall my family life being serenely happy, as my Grandparents lived only 2 blocks away. My cousins Cyndie, Doug, Harold, Ray and Alice were there often. We always had lots of fun. Grandma would make ice cream in a churn type thing, and sometimes we would fill up the old cement pool in the summer and practice our swimming. Aunt Donna had studied chemistry in nursing school, so she was the one to make sure the Ph and acidity of the pool were just right for swimming, and not so low as to make the algae grow. One night Aunt Donna came home looking frisky, Mother was on her way to work at the cafe and said, "Donna I think Heady (I was named after columnist Heddy Lamar) needs an enema ---she's irritable and has a tummy ache (or some such). I heard her call out as i splashed in the bath tub. Auntie Donna came in looking rather rested for having been working at the hospital all day. She Took me out of the bath and lay me on my back on the carpeted floor, pulling my labia lips apart and examining it and my back door. I squeeled. "Now Now, calm down, Im giving you an enema to make you poop, Little Girl, youll feel better soon." Looking at me seductively she **put her tongue on my pee pee**, as i called it, wiggled it, and licked me with lots of spit. I giggled. I had never had anyone do that. "Its ok honey, Im a nurse, itll help you relax. Can you be good for Aunt Donna?" I said "yesssss", very quietly. "Be still now, here we go baby."Her tongue did my pussy and clit and i felt an odd excitement fromwhat my Auntie had just done for me. Then i felt her warm wet tongue on my anus. It was trying to get inside me like a writhing snake. "Relax Darling." I didnt really know what she meant, but i was fascinated and wondering what in the world she was going to do to me next (Auntie was kinda fascinating that way). Gosh it felt good. Unlike other pedo stories you may have read, I was not in the least afraid or traumatised by it. She stuck her finger in a short ways and then put some greasy stuff on it, KY I think, on her little finger to push in my tiny asshole. It felt kinda good, like when mommy wanted me to have a BM. I tried to bear down. "Not yet Honey, wait til I fill you", she said with the most loving sympathy in her voice. Then Donna was filling the baby enema bulb with warm soapy water, and a pan of same solution was ready for repeat insertions. She inserted it up my rectum and gave tiny squeezes. "OH MY, your eyes are so big, Heady, are you enjoying this Darling?" I was too dazed to do anything but slowly shake my head up and down indicating "yes". Bulb after bulb full went up my little bottom-- Im sure I was bloated from all the water. After penetrating my bottom several times with the bulb enema, she sat me on the toilet to expel. As I expelled, another lubricated finger was diddling my clit, if thats what a baby girl has, she diddled and fiddled and made me forget all my troubles, and all about that nasty old enema. (My mother always used the red enema bag and I fought her like a wildcat, thats why she turned me over to Donna for this everychance she could). Auntie was right, I did feel better, so she put me back in the tub and soaped me up all over. The scrubbing on my back felt so good. She dried me with a fresh towel and put my nitie on---no panties allowed, just like in the hospital. I guess this could be called child abuse, or even molestation. But I dont know what the fuss is about. As she was always very gentle with me. I got the same treatment from her til I was 9. Every week. My mother knew I was being enemized, but did know know I was getting cunnilingus and masturbation. I showed my little next door neighbor friend, Karen how to go down on me, and I did the same for her. We enjoyed it.( As I recall, my Aunt gave me one final enema when I was a teenager, but not nearly as extensive.) I have also been molested by my cousin Doug, and one of Aunt Donna's boyfriends. But that is for another time. I really need to end this right now. -- Pursuant to the Berne Convention, this work is copyright with all rights reserved by its author unless explicitly indicated. +---------------------------------------------------------------------------+ | alt.sex.stories.moderated ----- send stories to: | | FAQ: Moderator: | +---------------------------------------------------------------------------+ |Archive: Hosted by Alt.Sex.Stories Text Repository | |, an entity supported entirely by donations. | +---------------------------------------------------------------------------+