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Good Doctor Wayne
All stories on this web site are purely FICTIONAL. The people depicted within these stories only exist in someone's IMAGINATION. Any resemblence between anyone depicted in these stories and any real person, living or dead, is an incredible COINCIDENCE too bizarre to be believed. If you think that you or someone you know is depicted in one of these stories it's only because you're a twisted perverted little fucker who sees conspiracies and plots where none exist. You probably suspect that your own MOTHER had sex with ALIENS and COWS and stuff. Well, she didn't. It's all in your head. Now take your tranquilizers and RELAX.
"Good Doctor Wayne"
(By TIFFANY)
Part 1.
"Why don't you sit down, April. Lie down, if you wish."
April eyed the traditional shrink's couch but chose,
instead, the matching chair beside it. She sat demurely,
modestly tugging her short skirt as she sat. "I don't know why
I'm even here, Doctor."
"It's free. It's a break from work. I'm a fun guy to talk
to if that's all you want to do."
April smiled her perfect white smile. "I shouldn't even be
here wasting your time. This was Monica's idea."
"I see quite a bit of Monica. She's mentioned you."
"I never knew Monica was that messed up."
"You don't have to be messed up to see a therapist, April.
Actually, Monica is quite fine."
April detected a double connotation. Monica was right, she
thought, he was a hunk.
He was a sexual predator with deep-blue bedroom eyes and a
soft voice. She felt like prey. In a way, she envied her
younger co-worker. Monica had few moral convictions and no
sexual hangups. Monica was the only woman she ever knew that
notched her bedpost. She had a deep notch for Doctor Wayne.
April heard so many intimate tales about the handsome doctor.
She took the available appointment just to satisfy her
curiosity. The way his eyes wandered her body, April knew he
was curious about her too.
Steve Wayne pulled up a chair and sat facing April with a
few inches between their knees. He jotted her answers to basic
information on a short tablet. While he wrote, April took the
opportunity to look around.
The office was much as she'd pictured. She saw the desk
where Monica sprawled naked. The carpet that gave her a nasty
rug burn on her lower back. To her left was the couch, and
knowing where to look, she saw the cuffs dangling over the end,
partially hidden by a bushy plant. Seeing those cuffs sent a
wicked chill down her spine. It gave Monica new credibility.
Lewd images flooded April's mind as she recalled some of Monica's
more bizarre exploits. Still, she could not quite accept that a
medical professional on contract with the state could do the
things she claimed he did. And he certainly did not look the
part of a pervert--a Don Juan, a rogue, a Casanova, yes, but not
a pervert.
April was startled from her fantasy as Dr. Wayne said, "So,
April, talk to me."
"Actually, there's not much to talk about. I just came here
to get Monica off my back. I'm fine, really."
His eyes focused on the bare portion of April's legs above
the knee, saying, "Yes, you are fine, April." April shifted
nervously and placed her hands in her lap. He said, "Why don't
you start by telling me about your sexy teenage daughter.
April's mouth fell open. Her nails dug into her palms. She
shouted, "Damn that Monica! She told you?"
Dr. Wayne reached out and placed his hand reassuringly on
her right knee and said, "Relax, dear. You know I can't discuss
anything that goes on in here, but nothing says that patients
can't. Don't be bashful. What you are experiencing is quite
normal, quite common, in fact. It will do you good to talk about
it."
The doctor left his hand on her knee much longer than was
appropriate. It left a hot impression when he finally did lift
it. April took a deep breath and swore, "I'll kill her. I
really can't talk about this. It's just a silly fantasy. I
never should have told her. My fantasy was the only thing I had
that came close to Monica's reality. I just told her that so she
wouldn't think I was such a prude. It was childish. It's not
worth discussing."
"From what I hear, it's more than a fantasy. You've taken
steps to make it a reality, haven't you?"
April buried her face in her hands and cried out, "Shit!
She told you everything, didn't she?"
"Everything you told her. Actually, I've been following
this for two months now. Come on, April. Talk to me. I'm no
moral kingpin, believe me."
"I'm sorry, but I just can't."
"It's not every day that I get a beautiful woman in here who
wants to see her daughter fucked by her husband. Look, I have
done much worse than that. If I make a full confession to you,
will you open up to me."
Part 2.
April looked with new interest, trying to imagine what could
be worse. After a long silence, she timidly said, "Tell me, then
I'll decide."
"Will you give me your solemn word never to tell a soul, not
even Monica."
"I swear."
"All right, but be prepared to be shocked. I stripped and
shackled a thirteen-year-old girl and took her virginity right
there on that couch."
April's eyes went wide. She said, "No, I don't believe
you!"
"It's true. That's not all. Her mother sat in that same
chair where you are sitting and watched the whole thing."
A warm flush swept over April. Her heart pounded. A gnawing
ache grew between her legs. "That's not possible."
Dr. Wayne stood and crossed to a wall safe hidden behind a
picture of the governor. He returned with a stack of black and
white photos and dropped them in April's lap, saying, "Look for
yourself, then ask yourself, who took the pictures."
April went through the set with eyes riveted. The first few
showed an adorable, naked, frightened young girl bound to the
couch in the most obscene and vulnerable pose a girl can be put
into. The next eight showed closeups of a beautifully-formed,
very well-hung penis taking possession of that girl's helplessly
splayed vagina. The last four were taken of the girl's crotch
afterwards, her gaping cunt covered in pink tainted semen.
Dr. Wayne let April absorb the pictures. She went back
through the set several times, pausing the longest at the shots
of the penis joined to the stretched vagina. Her favorite
was the one showing eight inches of the doctor's shaft with only
the head buried and an adult female hand gripping the base of his
shaft. Her breathing betrayed her rising passion. She said,
"Her mother took these pictures?"
"Yes, even that one."
"What did you have on her?"
"Have on her? Why nothing. I was doing her a favor. She
masturbated throughout this whole session."
"You are blowing my mind, Doctor."
"Please, call me Steve. I should think you'd be sympathetic
with her. You see, like I said, you are not alone. She's been
fantasizing this scene for years. I merely convinced her that
holding it in was harmful to her mental health, and that her
daughter would adjust, even be happy to help her."
"Help her, how?"
"By relieving her mother of her suffering. By being her
mother's whore. By fucking men to entertain her mother so she
wouldn't go crazy and possibly kill herself. That little girl
thinks she is sacrificing herself to save her mommy."
"She's still doing that?"
"Last I heard, mother and daughter were as happy as hookers
at a Shriner convention. The girl has developed a real fondness
for the big ones. She's fourteen now, and nicely developed. As
a matter of fact, I had her again last month."
"This is unbelievable."
"Yes, now, let's hear your story, April."
April studied his pleasant face and his warm boyish smile.
She said, "You're very clever, Steve. It worked. I don't feel
at all inhibited around you now. If I'm sick, you're sicker."
He laughed and said, "I'll drink to that. Now, give me the
juicy details. Tell me about this little vixen you've given
birth to."
"All right, but you won't be strapping her to your couch, I
assure you."
"That's not my style. I want you to do that after you strip
her."
April studied the serious look on his face. She smiled,
crossed her legs, reclined casually, and allowed her short skirt
to ride up. She said, "You're very sure of yourself. I like
that in a man."
He reached for the foot dangling from her right knee,
brought it to his lap, slipped off her shoe, and began massaging
her foot. She offered no resistance. He said, "What you like in
a man is the appendage that dangles from his groin."
"Score another point for Dr. Wayne. That feels wonderful.
Tell me honestly. Do you really think I will sacrifice my
daughter's virginity on your appendage."
Part 3.
Steve brought her foot to his lips and sucked her big toe
into his mouth, staring her hard in the eyes. April felt like
her entire nervous system was being sucked out through her toe.
Her ass slid forward on the seat as he sat back, bringing her
foot with him. April's skirt stayed put. When she came to rest
on the forward edge of the chair, her panties were in the open.
Slumped in the chair with a glazed look in her eyes, April made
no move to adjust her immodest display. Steve eased off her toe,
smiled, and said, "April, not only will I fuck your little girl,
but you are going to guide my cock into her cunt and hold my
balls while I pump her full of sperm."
His shocking words stole her breath away. She knew she was
falling under his provocative spell. She wondered if that other
mother heard those same words after getting her toe sucked. She
said, "Five minutes ago, I would have said you were nuts."
He lifted her other foot to his lap and tossed that shoe
off. He separated her legs by placing her left foot on one
armrest and her right on the other. He looked at her crotch and
said, "I see your pussy likes the idea."
April could feel the cool wet spot he referred to. She
said, "My pussy is a dumb cunt. It likes lots of things that
aren't nice. Unfortunately, my dumb cunt seems to be in charge
at the moment. If my daughter were here right know, I can see
myself stripping her for you."
"When the time comes, and it will come soon, your daughter
will place herself at your disposal, knowing that she'll get
fucked. You leave that to me."
"Okay, you've peaked my interest."
Steve cast her a knowing grin. He casually said, "Remove
your panties."
"Wow, not even a please. I like that." April brought her
feet down and lifted her ass. She skimmed the thin material down
her legs and off. With a gleam in her eyes, she replaced her
feet on the armrests. She pulled her skirt up past her waist and
said, "Is that better?"
"You have a lovely pussy, April."
"Thank you. You have a lovely cock. I want you to know
that I've never been unfaithful in fifteen years of marriage."
"I'm impressed. That's going to change. You know that,
don't you?"
April brought her hands to her crotch and playfully stroked
her wet slit, saying, "I do now. I've also never shown my pussy
to a man that I didn't fuck."
"And how many would that be?"
"Three. Actually, two were teenage boys, not men. Don't
you want to see my tits?"
"By all means."
April unbuttoned her blouse and opened her bra. She pulled
the material free and rubbed her fleshy mounds. Her nipples were
puckered and arching up. She held them in offering and said, "Do
you like them?"
"I like everything on you, April. You are an exceptionally
sexy woman. I know you'd like me to put you out of your misery
right now, but I want you horny while you tell me about your
daughter."
"Yes, the daughter you are going to fuck. I'm liking this
idea more and more. You don't mind if I play with myself while I
tell you about her, do you?"
"As long as you don't cum."
"I would like to see that magnificent cock while I do this.
Would you mind?"
Steve smiled and freed his rigid cock. He posed it for her
hungry eyes and gently stroked it. April said, "Oh, that's the
most beautiful thing I've ever seen. Monica was right. You are
a stud. Okay, about Terri. She just turned fourteen. She is an
absolute dream--a wet dream. She's a few inches shorter than me,
but we both wear the same bra. She has long wavy, light-brown
hair and green eyes. She's a swimmer. There's not an ounce of
fat on her body. Her legs are sleek and muscular, yet feminine.
She knows she's hot and likes wearing sexy clothes."
"Have you seen her naked recently?"
"Yes. Her tits look just like mine only more solid. They
actually vibrate. Her pussy hair is very light, almost
invisible. The lips of her pussy are a little fuller than mine,
but then mine were like that at her age. I got a good look at
her clit once. I had a shower massage installed--the hand-held
type. It doesn't take a girl long to figure out the utility of
those things. They should be marketed as liquid pussy massagers.
Part 4.
"Anyway, she stepped from the shower. I was poised for the
view, pretending to mop a spill. She almost stepped on me
getting out. I looked up and there it was, pink and shiny and
poking out an inch. I embarrassed her by staring at it. I
didn't care. I just stayed put, forcing her to squeeze past me.
Her cunt crept past my face and I looked right at it the whole
time."
"You should have kissed it."
"Don't think I didn't want to. She was so cute. As she
tried to squeeze past me without rubbing her cunt across my face,
she whined, "Mom! Your making this difficult. You're
embarrassing me."
I simply said, "You're the one waving your naked beaver in
my face. You could have waited. If you're going to shove it in
my face, I'm going to look."
She said, "I didn't see you until it was too late. I wasn't
waving it in your face. Gosh Mom! I'd never do that."
"You handled that beautifully, April. She knows you're
interested in her sexually. I can use that."
"Do you think so?"
"She'd have to be a fool not to. I'm sure she has replayed
that scene over and over. When did this happen?"
"Oh, about a month ago."
"How has she acted since?"
"Well, since then, she has been much more free about being
naked in my presence. Of course, I'm always hovering nearby when
I know she's naked."
"That's good. I'm sure she's noticed that too."
"I think she has. I haven't been very subtle lately."
"How so."
"Well, like last week, I bought her a few sexy outfits. I
insisted I help her on with them. I was dressing and undressing
her for almost an hour, keeping her naked between changes. Three
days ago, I bought her sexy bras and panties. We went through
the same routine, only I got to spend a great deal of time
kneeling before her and fitting her panties."
"Did you touch her cunt?"
"Well, I didn't shove a finger up her, but yes, I did manage
quite a few indelicate strokes through her crotch. I felt her
labia."
"How did she take that?"
"She was silent the whole time. I may have freaked her
out."
"Is it possible that she thinks you are fascinated with her
body?"
"I think she might think I'm fascinated with her pussy, yes.
That is the case, and it has been the focal point of my looking
and touching."
"Perfect, absolutely perfect. Keep that up, only much more
openly."
"I don't know. I feel like I've pushed too hard as it is."
"No, shock her. Do something that will blow her away. Tell
her she has a beautiful pussy, worship it, fawn over it, drool
over it, make her uncomfortable. When she comes here, what I
have to tell her about your problem will seem believable."
"My problem?"
"Yes, you have a very serious condition that only Terri can
save you from."
"Don't tell me. She has to be my sex slave, right?"
"Something like that."
"You know, you might have something there. She'd do
anything for me. We really are close. Oh God, you have to fuck
me now, Steve. I can't take anymore. I'll do anything you tell
me to do. I won't question your judgment. Make her my sex
slave, and Terri will be at your beck and call twenty-four hours
a day if you want. I'll even deliver her. You can take all the
pictures you want and share her with your friends. I don't care,
just please get that cock in me."
Steve got up and took April, driving her to a babbling
climax in less than a minute. After pounding her pussy for five
minutes, April was delirious. She came four times before Steve
flooded her cunt.
She gazed up at him, panting. While he remained imbedded,
looking down on her, she said, "God! So that's what real fucking
feels like. I feel like slapping my husband for wasting
fifteen of my best years."
Steve chuckled and withdrew. He wiped his dick on her thigh
and took his seat. April remained sprawled, exhausted. He said,
"Tell me about your husband. Is he aware of your plans?"
Part 5.
"Charlie, aware? That's an oxymoron. Actually, he's a
sweet innocent man, and I do love him. He's very simple
sexually. He knows one position and you can set clocks by his
love making--five minutes and thirty seconds. I do have one
strong advantage over him, though. He needs pussy on a regular
basis. He won't cheat and he has never masturbated. He's a case
for you, Doc. His mom caught him playing with himself and
traumatized him. The poor guy can't give himself an erection."
"I can understand that. Sounds to me like that puts you in
the catbird seat."
"Yes, and I've just recently realized how to exercise my
control over him. I believe they call it pussy-whipping.
Anyway, all I have to do to get my way is cut him off. Just the
threat is enough, now."
"Great. I'm sure you've been using that to advance your
goal. How's it going?"
"Slow but sure. Most of my efforts have been directed at
Charlie. He knows I want him to seduce Terri. I've come right
out and told him. He thinks I'm crazy, but he humors me. He has
to or he gets no pussy. If he were a normal man, Terri would
not be a virgin. He's terrified of making a move on her despite
my coaching."
"Coaching in what way?"
"Well, I figured it would be best to start by getting him to
steal peaks at her body. I made him stare at her body and get
caught doing it. That took a month without pussy to accomplish.
The next step was to get him to cop feels. He learned his
lesson, but it killed him to do it. Terri was quite shocked at
his unusual behavior. She tells me every time he grabs her ass
or tits. I calm her by telling her that men can't help
themselves and that it is torture to share a house with such a
sexy female. I told her I didn't have the heart to stop him.
Still, she wants me to know what she's having to endure.
We are at a critical impasse at the moment. My last
challenge to Charlie was to get his finger in her snatch, even if
he had to hold her down to do it. He has been without pussy for
over a week. He knows he won't get any until he presents his wet
finger to me and Terri confirms the assault."
"You might accomplish your goal without my help."
"Possibly, but I like your way better. Besides, Charlie
doesn't deserve her cherry. Sloppy seconds is more suited for
him. I should also add that I've been mentally conditioning him
for the act. For the past six months, he hasn't screwed me, it's
been Terri. I make him go through an elaborate seduction, often
while I'm wearing one of her outfits. We look alike anyway, and
I started wearing my hair in her style. I'm very good at
imitating her speech and mannerisms."
"Role playing is very effective. Go on."
"I resist but always weaken. I call him Daddy throughout,
and if he ever calls me anything but Terri, he loses. He gets no
pussy that day. It is the best sex I've had with Charlie when
everything goes right."
"April, you will get your wish. Okay, here's the plan.
Make an appointment for Terri to see me alone as soon as
possible. I'll introduce her to your problem and get her to
start calling me about everything that happens to her. I'll also
be in close contact with you. You perform one step, by the
letter, then get back to me."
"I see, working both ends, brilliant."
"I've been called worse. In the meantime, start
worshiping Terri's cunt and don't worry about how she'll take it.
What ever you do will play right into our first meeting. I want
something stronger than a pat on the pussy, though. Push
yourself. Think of the rewards."
"Believe me, I have."
"Let me give you some professional advice. Ease off on
Charlie. You are playing with fire in his case."
"I don't understand."
"If you force Charlie, he might break. Anything could
happen. As a general rule, never force anyone to do anything.
Apply pressure, but always leave them the 'no' option. Make them
choose. It's like in wrestling, you have to be able to cry
'Uncle'. If you take that away by applying too much force, you
can hurt someone very badly. I know you don't want to hurt
anyone."
"I don't. What you say makes sense, but how do I get my
way."
Part 6.
"Use cunning, deception, offer choices between two evils,
but always respect a no. You see, April. When we make a free
choice, and something bad results, we rationalize and defend the
choice we made. If someone forces a bad choice on us, anger and
resentment grows and festers. This anger is sometimes vented on
innocent third parties, sometimes inward, and sometimes, at the
person responsible. Trust me, it's all in the doctor books."
"Yes, that makes sense. So you're saying I should let
Charlie off the hook."
"Forget about Charlie. Put him on a shelf until we get
Terri under control by her choice. After that, If you want to
see Charlie fuck her, just order her to go fuck her father.
Charlie is a dyed-in-the-wool submissive, April. You should take
a lover and rub his face in it. He'd likely get off on it.
Bring some stud home and fuck him in your bed with Charlie in it.
This would serve a dual purpose if Terri knows what's going on.
It will reinforce the fact that you have a serious problem, and
make her take pitty on her poor daddy. Play it right, and she'll
give him a mercy fuck. Charlie will probably accept it too."
April adjusted herself and stood shakily. Steve took her in
an embrace, kissing her forehead. She looked into his eyes and
said, "I've been going about this all wrong. Now I see that you
used this method on me. You screwed me, but I feel like it was
all my choice. I feel like I took something from you."
"You did, about a billion sperm cells."
April looked at her legs and said, "I have that many running
down my legs." Looking back to his face, she said, "I can't wait
to see you with her, Steve. You will fall in love with Terri,
and I know she'll fall in love with you."
"In my business, they call it transference, but I've learned
to live with it."
April laughed and said, "I'll bet you have. Is that
transference as in transferring semen from your balls to their
womb?"
"That or their stomach."
April bit her lower lip with a sexy moan and said, "I could
use a little transference. My womb is full, but my stomach is
empty. I've never sucked a cock before."
Steve turned her to face the door. He playfully swatted her
ass, and said, "That's all for you today. I have other patients
waiting. You run along and do what I told you. Get with my
receptionist about Terri's appointment."
"Steve, I need a towel or something. I've got cum running
into my shoes."
"See Marsha about that. She gets a charge out of my
conquests. It's one of her fringe benefits."
"Steve, I can't go out there like this. There's people out
there."
"There's just an old couple that I know will get a big kick
out of seeing it. Go on, and leave those panties here. Oh, and
April. Be prepared to wipe yourself in the waiting room. Marsha
won't let you in the restroom until you put on a good show for
her." April started to protest, but Steve ushered her out and
shut the door behind her.
April found herself standing before an elderly couple
sitting on the couch to her left, and Marsha, peering over the
low counter in front. On her right, in a straight-backed chair,
was a young man she recognized from the department mailroom. All
were ogling her semen-streaked legs. With a face as red as a
fire truck, and with the damage done, April screwed up her
courage and approached Marsha's counter. She leaned over and
whispered, "Please, I need a towel. And please let me into the
restroom."
April felt sure the woman would comply, since the young man
was in the room. The broad devilish smile weakened her belief.
While Marsh took her time finding the hand towel, April stood
nervously feeling the cum drying on her legs and the warmth of
three pairs of eyes heating the backs of her thighs. Marsha
returned and held the towel up but out of reach, saying, "The
washroom is closed. You'll have to step away from the counter if
you are not conducting official business."
April fixed her with a look of total shock. She leaned in
and softly pleaded, "Please, I just..."
"Ma'am, you'll have to step away from the counter. I'm
sorry, but those are the rules."
Part 7.
April stared at Marsha's amused grin, realized the futility
of further pleading. She debated exiting the office and seeking
services elsewhere in the building. Rather than risk exposure to
many, she opted for those already exposed to her infidelity. She
stepped back and said, "Is this better?"
"Back more, please."
Seeing the game, April stepped to the center of the room.
The old couple were directly behind her. The young man sat four
feet in front and to the right. Marsha threw the towel. April
missed catching it. It landed at her feet. With a groan, April
stooped to pick it up. A wild rush passed through her body as
she realized how exposed she was. Holding the towel, she stood.
She took a deep breath and debated the best way to accomplish her
goal. The look of lustful admiration on the handsome young man's
face made her re-think her plan of a quick swipe and dash. The
look of hopeful expectation on Marsha's face demanded a show, her
entitlement. April wanted to befriend Marsha. A good
performance would insure that. April smiled at Marsha, then
slowly stepped out with her left foot. She bent from the waist,
keeping her knees straight, and dabbed at the cum trails. She
slowly moved up both legs. She peered back between her legs and
saw the old couple gawking at her rear. The old man leaned out
so far that he had to support himself with one hand on the floor.
She knew he had a good view of her wet pussy. She remained in
that pose to wipe through her ass then stood erect, looking at
Marsha. Marsha was all smiles. April lifted her skirt above her
waist and began dabbing her inner thighs and cunt. The young man
almost fell out of his seat, straining his eyes.
April finished, stood tall, squared her shoulders, and
dropped her skirt. She sauntered over with a sexy sway and
offered Marsha the towel, saying, "There, my private business is
over. Now I need to make an appointment for my daughter."
Marsha raised her eyebrows and said, "You have a daughter,
how nice. How old is she?"
"Fourteen."
"Oh, lovely. I hope she takes after her mother."
"So does Dr. Wayne."
"I'm sure. Fill this out."
April filled out the standard questionnaire, looked up to
Marsha and said loud enough for all to hear, "You'd better stock
up on fresh towels."
Marsha said, "I was thinking the same thing. Bring the
victim, I mean, your darling daughter by tomorrow at four."
"I'll have her here with bells on."
"Is that all?"
April smiled, winked, and sauntered out. Back at her work
station, she had to endure a grilling from Monica. Monica's
first words were, "Well, did you get laid?"
April looked around then quickly flipped up the front of her
skirt, exposing her raw pussy. They both broke up laughing.
April told Monica everything that happened, word for word, but
kept her oath about his confession. Monica had lots of ideas
that stayed within the doctor's guidelines. April said, "Monica,
do you know a guy that would get off on screwing me in front of
Charlie and Terri. Some old, big, burly, biker type. I want to
really blow them away."
"Why not take two. I know two that would be perfect. They
run the garage that works on my car. They're both in their
fourties, big, nasty-looking, and bold as all get out. They'd
fuck you at your mother's funeral. And honey, those guys can
fuck. They're dumb as stumps, but hung like fuckin' horses. The
only problem will be keeping them off of Terri."
"They sound perfect. My twat is salivating. Can you set it
up?"
"I'm sure I can."
"Invite them for dinner Friday night. One thing, though.
I'm saving Terri for Steve. Make it clear that they keep their
cocks out of her. I want all the attention. Tell them that if
they cooperate, I'll personally deliver Terri to their garage and
they can fuck her on the grease rack if they want."
"They will hold you to that, April. I'll tell them if
you're sure."
"Tell them. I'm sure. Steve can make it happen."
"You're right, she's as good as screwed. April, I'm so
happy for you."
Part 8.
April stopped off at a lingerie shop on the way home and
bought the most ultra-mini bikini they had. It wasn't something
that could be worn in public. It was mostly string. The top
consisted of two, one-inch triangles. The bottom was an
elongated triangle with a one-inch base and strings coming from
each corner. It didn't even cover the mound. It was just a
simple patch that rested up against the pussy with one string
that went up the ass crack and two going up the front. The
strings attached to a simple gold chain that went around the
waist. She had it gift wrapped.
April prepared a big dinner and the family ate together--
something they usually did only on Sundays. Terri was excited
because she made the state finals on her school swim team.
Charlie was obviously feeling the strain of April's demands. He
was unable to look at Terri. After dinner, April took him aside.
She said, "Charlie, I'm letting you off the hook. Forget what I
said about fingering Terri. I'm giving up on you. I'll find
someone with a real dick to fuck her."
Relief flooded over him. He was so relieved, he did not
immediately register the second part. A frown slowly formed. He
said, "Oh, April. How can you? She's our daughter. Can't you
just forget this?"
"No, I can't. Set your mind to it, Charlie. She's my
daughter, and I want her to be a whore like me."
"Like you!"
"Yes, like me. Put you finger in my cunt, Charlie."
Charlie reached a tentative hand between her legs. April
widened her stance and placed her hands on her hips like Wonder
Woman. His finger went in easily. She said, "What you feel is
sperm, a real man's sperm. Get used to the feel. Oh, and this
doesn't mean you have pussy rights again. I may throw you a
quick fuck if the mood strikes me, but don't count on it. You
can fuck Terri all you want, but you'll have to wait for her to
come to you. That shouldn't take long. If you are smart, you'll
wish me luck."
"April, I can't believe what I'm hearing."
"Believe it, Charlie. And take your finger out of my cunt,
if you don't mind." Charlie quickly removed his finger and wiped
it on his pants. April laughed mockingly and added, "A couple of
male friends of mine will be having dinner with us on Friday
night. I expect you to be a perfect gentleman no matter what
happens."
"April, you wouldn't do anything with Terri here, would
you?"
"Why not, it's my house." April noticed a strange look in
Charlie's eyes. It wasn't hurt or anger or humiliation. It was
arousal. She glanced to his fly and saw the bulge. She wasn't
sure she was on firm ground until then. Steve was right-on about
Charlie. She added, "It is my house, isn't it, Charlie." He
meekly nodded. She taunted, "And this is my cunt?" Again he
nodded. She chucked him under the chin and said, "Stick around.
I'm going to shave Terri's pussy a little later. I bought her a
bikini to wear at my dinner party. Unfortunately, it doesn't
hide a thing. I want to give these two guys a preview of what
they'll be getting later in the week if all goes well."
"She'll curl up and die, April. Terri's no whore; you know
that."
"She will be. She's in training, and the training begins
right now." April picked up the small present and went in search
of Terri.
She found her in her room, studying. April walked in and
sat on her bed. Terri turned, smiled warmly, and said, "Hi, Mom.
What's up."
"Several things, sweetheart. First, I'll be picking you up
from school tomorrow. You have an appointment with my
therapist."
"You have a therapist? Why am I going? What's up?"
"I don't know. He just wants to talk to you for some
reason. Don't worry. I'm sure it's nothing. Look, I got some
great news today, and you got a present."
"I did! From who?"
"You don't know him. He is a close friend of your
grandfather's--a war buddy. He saved Grandpa's life in the war.
On Grandpa's deathbed, he made me promise that if this guy ever
needed anything, I should give freely. Well, turns out he lives
and works right here in Greenville. I ran into him the other
day. He's coming to dinner Friday and bringing a friend. He
gave me this and asked that you wear it as a favor to him. Isn't
that sweet, Dear?"
Part 9.
Terri beamed and took the small present, shaking it. She
said, "I'll bet it's a necklace. Is he rich?"
"No, I don't think so. Open it."
Terri tore open the gift, reached in and drew out the
strings and chain. She turned it several ways, separating the
components, still not sure what to make of it. April feigned
surprise and said, "Oh, it's a bikini. I told him you were a
swimmer. My but that's brief. Let's try it on. Get out of
those things, sweetheart."
Terri studied the ridiculous garment with alarm and said,
"Mom, I can't wear this. There's nothing to wear."
"Sure there is. You'll see. Come on, stand up. Off with
those clothes." April pulled Terri to her feet and started right
in undoing buttons. Terri watched her hands work with a feverish
intensity, puzzled by her mother's strange behavior and calm
acceptance of the lewd gift. Terri lifted her feet, one by one,
as her mother knelt to remove the last of her clothes from her
legs.
She then stood and took the bikini top from Terri. She got
behind the bewildered girl and set the two triangles on Terri's
nipples, telling her to hold them while she made the tie. After
tying the top, April walked to her front and looked at the
effect. Terri's nipples were hardly concealed at all. The tan
outline from her one-piece swimsuit made her look even more
naked, even with the top on. April said, "Oh my, that is
revealing, isn't it."
"Mom, it's ridiculous."
"Here, lets try the bottoms. I guess we have to attach this
chain belt first. There, that was easy." April made the two
ties in front, one over each hip bone, adjusting the crotch pad
so low that Terri, looking down her front, couldn't see it.
April drew the tail end up the crack of Terri's ass, making Terri
squeal. She tied it loosely. She knelt in front of Terri and
fingered the crotch pad, excessively touching Terri's sex. She
was determined to let Terri know by her actions that she was
purposefully using the excuse to feel her pussy. Her hands kept
pressing harder and getting wetter, waiting for Terri to voice
some protest. April pressed two knuckles into the fleshy center
of Terri's pussy. Terri stood in shocked disbelief. When her
mother dragged those same knuckles through her slit to her clit
and rubbed it, Terri cried out, "Mother! What are you doing?"
April kept her eyes glued to Terri's crotch and moved her
knuckles back and forth in her slick slit, saying, "I'm just
making sure this is adjusted right. It'll just be a minute."
April was enjoying herself immensely. On impulse, she
reached up and untied the two front ties, dropping the bottoms so
they hung like a tail from the back tie. She said, "I have to
start over. Terri, move your feet apart, dear. I can't see what
I'm doing." Terri reluctantly stepped out shoulder width, then
by a full yard under further prompting. April said, "Thrust out
your pelvis, dear. Oh, that's perfect..
Terri had to place her hands on her lower back as a counter
balance, feeling ludicrous, watching her mother settle back on
her heels and scooting up close, her face even with her vagina.
April boldly used her index finger, teasingly running it through
her slit. When Terri didn't react or complain, she entered her
daughter's hole. She eased in to the second knuckle as Terri's
legs stiffened and a groan escaped her lips. April used the
fingers of her other hand to freely rub her daughter's clit.
Terri bit her lower lip as a second finger joined the first and
the two began a steady finger-fucking of her cunt. Despite her
anxiety, her mother's lewd action soon had Terri on the verge of
a climax--a climax she tried desperately to stave off by counting
backwards from one-hundred.
April had decided that she'd stop when Terri voiced another
protest. When none came, she stepped up her assault by
introducing a third finger and vigorously rubbing the clit,
abandoning all pretense of doing anything other than masturbating
her daughter. April pressed in so hard with the three fingers
that she lifted Terri to her toes. Terri was forced to lean into
the hand rubbing her clit to keep from falling over backwards,
giving the impression that she was welcoming the assault.
Seconds later, Terri's orgasm broke over her and she cried out
and shuddered, humping her cunt in time to her mother's working
fingers. April expertly eased off as Terri's climax abated,
leaving her with a few gentle strokes. She then brought the
front ties up and quickly made the tie. She made a final
adjustment to the crotch, stood, and said, "There, that
should do it."
Part 10.
Terri, still trying to regain her composure, stared at her
mother with glazed eyes, unable to believe that she could pretend
nothing happened. She watched April stand back and study her
form. April, with a serious expression and cupping her sopping
wet fingers to her chin, twirled her other hand in the air,
saying, "Turn around, dear. Let's see the back. Okay, back
facing front. Well, I must say this for Bud, he has exotic
tastes."
"Mom, you act like I'm actually going to wear this."
"Honey, we have to. He asked as a favor. Remember
Grandpa's dying words?"
"Mom! You're serious, aren't you?"
"We have no choice. You see that, don't you?"
"Mother, this thing is obscene. I'd rather be naked."
"Yes, so would I, but he didn't ask to see you naked. He
asked to see you in this."
"Mom, you would actually let me be seen by two total
strangers, not to mention Daddy."
"Of course. I'd be proud to show you off in this. You have
a great body, sweetheart, a fantastic body. I love this bikini.
It shows off your body better than anything I could imagine. I
want you to wear it proudly."
Terri, in exasperation, looked to her crotch and said,
"Look, it doesn't even hide my pubic hair."
"Yes, you're right. We'll have to fix that; we'll just
shave all the hair off."
"What?"
"That's why the suit looks obscene. Remove the hair, and it
will look super."
"I don't believe this. Is this a joke, Mother?"
"No, it's no joke. I wouldn't joke about a thing like this.
Take the bottoms off. I'll go get the soap and razor."
"No! Mother, I can't do this. I just can't. I'm sorry."
April came up and moved them to the bed. They sat side by
side. April placed her arm around Terri's shoulder and said,
"Sweetheart, you know I'd never ask you to do this if it wasn't
very very important to me. I can't disobey my father's dying
wish, and I can't force you to help me. All I can do is ask, no
beg. I'm begging you, Terri. Please wear the suit for me."
Tears welled in Terri's eyes. She softly said, "Mom, I want
to help, but you're asking too much. I just couldn't do it."
"All right. I didn't want to put it to you this way, but
you leave me no choice. If you want me to sign that paper so
that you can attend the state finals, then you'll have to do this
for me. You decide. I'll honor your decision."
Terri defiantly squared her shoulders and said, "If this
means so much that you'd stoop to blackmail, then I'll do it. Go
ahead. Get the razor. I'll wear the damn thing."
April cupped Terri's face in her wet hands and kissed her
full on the lips, saying, "Oh, thank you. I knew you'd come
through. Okay, get those off; in fact, get naked; we'll do this
in the shower. I'll have your dad place my butcher block table
in there and you can lie down on it."
"Mom, I can do this myself."
"I won't hear of it. You could hurt yourself. I want to do
this for you. It's the least I can do. I'll be very careful and
take my time."
Terri gave her a look that said, "I'll just bet you will,"
but said, "If you insist."
At the door, April turned and said, "Oh, and slip on a pair
of panty hose. I'll explain in a moment."
April told Charlie to set up the table. She returned to
find Terri putting on the hose. She said, "That's enough. Don't
pull them up past your knees. I'll show you a trick hookers use
to do this. It's very clever. Okay now just lie back on the
bed."
Terri eased back onto the bed and watched with curious
interest as her mother pushed her onto her back. She bunched the
crotch of the panty hose then reached between the gap of her
thighs with her other hand, reaching all the way up to the back
of her head. She pushed back on the crotch, forcing Terri's legs
up and back towards her head. At the same time, she pulled hard
on her head. With a great effort and a lot of grunts and groans,
April managed to force the crotch material up and over her head,
hooking it on the back of Terri's neck.
"Good Doctor Wayne"
(By TIFFANY)
Part 11.
When Terri realized what had happened, she found herself
doubled in two with her chin pressed hard against her chest, her
knees past her ears, and staring into her own beaver just a few
inches away. Though strained, the pantyhose allowed her to relax
and adjust to the strange position. She could see how a girl
could easily attend to her own pussy with ease, and it did splay
her vaginal plane effectively. She had to roll her eyes up to
see her mother looking down on her handy work. April said,
"There, that will work. Now, I'll just get Charlie to carry you
to the shower, and we'll get started."
Terri cried, "Mother, no! Don't let Daddy see me like this.
I'll die."
"Oh, don't be silly. I'll be right back. Don't go away."
April walked down the hall with Terri's pleading cries
echoing in her ears, smiling at her own success. She went up to
Charlie, setting the heavy wooden, two-foot square table in the
shower stall, and said, "Go get Terri. Just place her on the
table. I'll do the rest."
He gave her a queer look, but got up and went to Terri's
room. The sight that greeted him sent a jolt through his system.
It took a moment to realize what it was holding her in that
obscene position. Terri moaned and covered her face with her
hands as Charlie stepped closer. He let his eyes focus on her
cunt, marveling at it's beauty. After a few moments, he stooped
to gather her in his arms, saying, "I'm sorry, Terri."
He picked her up and carefully made his way towards the
bathroom. Terri said in anguish, "Dad, I think Mom's lost her
mind. This is insane. Do you know what she has planned?"
"Yes, but there's nothing I can do. I'm sorry, Terri. Try
to be strong, baby."
They entered the bathroom and April directed her placement.
Charlie deftly placed her in position. The shower stall had a
glass door that swung out. There wasn't room to close it. He
eased out and April took his place. She dismissed him, took the
shower massage unit down from its cradle, adjusted the water to
Luke warm, and told Terri to hold it for her. April proceeded
with methodical efficiency. She lathered her entire cuntal
plane, using her fingers liberally. She lathered and rinsed
several times, and tormented Terri with the pulse stream aimed at
her clit. She brought Terri to the brink only to stop and
re-lather. After four such routines, Terri wanted to scream.
The hair removal was rather uneventful by contrast. Terri
watched her mother's meticulous effort with intense interest.
She also noticed the reverent way her mother touched her vagina.
The look on her face betrayed her true motives, but Terri cared
little about her mother's motives at that point.
With the hair gone, and lather rinsed away, Terri watched
her mother gently pat her crotch dry. She held a mirror up for
Terri's benefit, saying, "How do you like it?"
Terri marveled at the view of her own pussy, details she'd
never seen before. She liked it much better. A smile formed for
the first time in over an hour. Terri said, "I like it. I'll
bet this will shave two one-hundredths off my time."
"Exactly, no more pussy drag."
Terri teased, "Mother! Your language."
April smiled, stroked her nails teasingly through her
daughter's crotch and said, "What's wrong with my fucking
language?"
April took Terri's clit between thumb and forefinger,
rolling it while looking right at Terri. Terri said, "Mom,
you've changed."
April smiled a devilish grin. She used both hands to peel
back the tight labia lips of Terri's pussy. Terri's wide eyes
watched as her mother's face came nearer and nearer to her spread
pussy. She drew in a deep breath just before her mother's lips
contacted her nether lips, then exhaled it in one long moan of
ecstasy when April sealed her face tight to her cunt
and began wallowing in it, smearing her entire face. After a few
hard sucks and a tiny bite to the clit, April moved her face
right up to Terri's face, getting nose to nose. She smiled and
said, "What makes you say that, sweetheart?"
Terri was too shocked and excited to speak, but the look on
her face spoke volumes. April taunted, "I see you like the new
me, don't you?" Terri nodded meekly. "You like having Mommy's
face between your legs, licking, sucking, and nibbling on your
cute little pussy wussy, don't you?"
Part 12.
Terri found the words wildly exciting--intoxicating, though
the act was incomprehensible. She could smell her cunt on her
mother's face and liked the smell. Her mother's pretty, smiling
face looked nasty in a sexy way, covered with her vaginal
wetness. She pondered the situation, realizing that her mother
was going through a change, a crises. Latent lesbian tendencies
were blossoming and Terri began to see exciting possibilities for
herself. Impulsively, in a soft sultry voice, Terri said, "I
dare you to do that again."
"Ask me in a nice and nasty way. Tell Mommy what you want."
With difficulty, Terri said, "Lick my pussy, Mommy.
Please!"
April scooted back to her daughter's spread and licked a
long broad swath up her vaginal channel from anus to clit. She
repeated this under Terri's close approving scrutiny. Terri
said, "Suck on my clitty."
April sucked the hard, pink nub into her mouth,
tongue-flicked and nibbled it. Terri moaned and placed her hands
on her mother's head, pulling her tighter, saying, "Oh yes! Oh
God!"
April brought Terri to a powerful climax then eased off
gradually as Terri calmed. Terri looked lovingly into her
mother's face as she lapped the rich spend pouring from her hole,
occasionally thrusting her stiffened tongue far up inside, hungry
for her juicy reward. With her mouth sealed tightly to Terri's
hole, only her eyes were visible above the bald mound. They
locked eyes while April sucked and swallowed. Terri said, "You
really like eating my cum, don't you?" April nodded her head
vigorously, rubbing her nose on the clit. Terri giggled and
said. "I could tell. I cum a lot, don't I?"
Again, she received a thorough nose rubbing. Inspired,
Terri began asking a series of yes and no questions just to feel
the answers. This resulted in another climax and more juice for
April. Finally drained, exhausted, and cramped from her lewd
position, Terri said, "Can we stop now. I'm cramping."
April raised up and said, "I'll get your father."
Terri smiled and said, "Okay. I'll wait here."
They arrived on time at Dr. Steve Wayne's office the
following afternoon. Terri went in alone. April had insisted
that Terri not wear panties to school under her shortest skirt so
as to prevent a rash after the shave. Terri had to guard her
secret all day long, and wasn't always successful. As she took
the offered couch and reclined as she thought she should, her
hands crossed over her crotch protectively.
Steve marveled at the girl's youthful beauty. Sex exuded
from her every pore. She appeared nervous as he pulled his chair
alongside and placed a reassuring hand on her bare right thigh.
She flinched at the contact. Steve gently stroked her in small
circles, saying, "Relax dear. I won't bite. I've heard so much
about you. I feel like I know you."
"Mom talks about me here."
"You are all she talks about. That's why you're here.
Terri, your mother has a very serious problem. I'm hoping you
can help her."
"What's wrong with my mother? Is she sick?"
"In a way, yes. It's a mental sickness with a name as long
as your lovely leg. In brief, your mother has repressed sexual
urges that are about to explode. Have you noticed her behaving,
well, strangely?"
Terri got up on her elbows and said, "Yes! She's been
acting real strange."
"I was afraid you'd say that. Look, I need to know every
detail, no matter how embarrassing. You don't need to use nice
terms here. Just say what you would on the street."
"Well she's been trying to see me naked for the last few
months. I could never figure out why, but every time I have to
shower or get dressed, Mom is right there. Another thing she
does that I thought was freaky. Well, she stares at me between
the legs, you know."
"Terri, you can say the word pussy, can't you?"
Terri blushed demurely and said, "I've never said that word
in front of an adult."
"Remember, I'm a doctor."
Part 13.
"Oh yeah, well, anyway, another thing is that Dad started
acting weird about this time. My dad is a great guy. We're more
like best friends, really. All of a sudden I start catching him
trying to look down my blouse and up my skirts. It was only when
Mom was around, though. I knew right away that she put him up to
it. Dad is such a wimp. He does whatever she says. Next thing
I know, Dad is grabbing my...my tits." Terri smiled
self-consciously and said, "He grabs my butt, too. Again, only
when Mom is watching. I sat him down and talked to him about
this. He told me that Mom was making him do it, but he wouldn't
tell me why. He asked me to tell Mom that he was doing it even
when she wasn't around - you know, like complain. Whenever I'd
tell her, she'd get all excited and press me for details."
"Why didn't you simply confront her?"
"I was too scared. I didn't know what to think. I just
trusted that she had a good reason. It really didn't bother me
that much. I got used to her seeing me naked. And once I
understood where Dad was coming from, getting my tit squeezed or
my butt grabbed didn't bother me either. It was like a game,
actually. Dad was so funny. Whenever he was under pressure from
Mom, he'd get all nervous and sweaty. His hands would shake and
he couldn't talk. I always knew when he had to grab me. I read
the signs and made it easy for him. I'd usually go near him and
practically stick my boobs or my butt in his face. I'd take a
quick grope and act all embarrassed and upset. Once we had our
talk, and he knew I was trying to help, he began to relax. He
doesn't shake anymore, and he gives me a good long squeeze. He
even acts a little aggressive, at least for Dad. Mom really gets
off on it when he acts aggressive. Well, honestly, I do too,
sort of."
"Has he ever grabbed your vagina."
"No, I think he'd die. I'd let him. I told him he could.
Last week, Mom told him he had to put his finger in me. She
wants evidence, you know, she wants to be able to smell it!"
Terri shyly covered her face with her hands, saying, "God! This
is so embarrassing."
Steve rubbed her leg, saying, "There's nothing for you to be
embarrassed about. Vaginal lubrication and the accompanying
scent are a normal, healthy part of our biological makeup. I'm
curious, why didn't you offer to wet his finger for him. I don't
mean by using his fingers, but by wetting yours and transferring
it to his."
"Oh, this is embarrassing. Okay, I should be honest. I
thought about that, but I wanted Dad to do it on his own. He
needs to act more manly. That's why I figured Mom was pushing
him - to make him be more like a man. And he was coming along so
well. I figured I could help by making it easy, but still making
him take the initiative. I pretended like me and Mom were
working on a joint project to make Dad a better lover for her.
That's the only thing that made any sense to me."
"That's understandable."
"Yeah, and when Mom started buying me these sexy clothes and
underwear, it fit right in. I figured they were to excite Dad.
I wore them mostly at home. I even started walking around in my
skimpy bra and panties, walking sexy like. What blew me away was
that Mom kept trying to get me to wear that stuff to school and
out in public, places where Dad never was. That's when I started
getting suspicious of her true motives. Yesterday, she really
blew me away. She came home with a present, supposedly bought by
a friend of my dead grandpa's. It is the most obscene thing you
ever saw. She told me this lame story about this oath she
pledged to grandpa on his death bed, that she had to do whatever
this guy wanted. Heck, Grandpa didn't have a death bed; he was
hit by a truck and died instantly. She said this man wanted to
see me in that bikini. She made me put it on. It was hideous,
really gross. It's vulgar, in fact. You can't even see the
bottoms when I'm standing with my legs together. All my pubic
hair was showing. She says, 'no problem. We'll just shave it.'
She wanted to shave my pussy! Oh, and she wouldn't let me do it,
no, she had to do it. She blackmailed me to go along. It was
awful - the most humiliating thing I've ever had to endure."
"Tell me about it."
Terri began a detailed narrative, self-conscious at first.
With Steve's constant reassurances, and his warm comforting,
non-judgmental personality, Terri was soon freely using terms
like pussy, tits, clit, and fuck. She found it so easy to talk
to Steve, and desperately wanted to unburden herself. She told
him in long drawn-out detail about being masturbated, but did not
relate the oral sex scene.
Part 14.
Steve knew all about the shaving scene, having received a
call from April right afterwards. Throughout her narrative,
Steve observed the signs of growing arousal as Terri recalled her
experience. Her leg welcomed the feel of his hand. Towards the
end, she used the foulest language, unnecessarily. She was still
up on her elbows. Her skirt had slid up her thighs several
inches, caused by her constant movement. He knew that at that
pace, she'd take another twenty minutes to air her cunt--her
obvious objective.
Steve leaned forward and said, "Having your pussy shaved
must have been quite traumatic for you. That's a risky
procedure. I better have a look."
Steve deftly flipped her skirt back over her middle and
pushed her knees out wide. Terri sucked in a deep breath and
stared with her mouth open as Steve studied her beaver with
professional detachment. He leaned close, clinically moved parts
with his index finger, and announced, "Well, it looks like she
did a good job - no nicks."
Steve sat back and looked into Terri's surprised face. She
kept her knees out wide as he'd expected. He said, "I know all
of this appears strange to you, but from what you told me, I have
new hope. At least she didn't put her mouth on your vagina. If
she'd done that, then we would have a serious problem."
Terri bit her lower lip impishly. She said, "Dr. Wayne, I
didn't tell you everything. I was too embarrassed. She did do
me with her mouth."
"Terri, I told you how important total candor is. Your
mothers life may depend on it. Didn't I make that clear?"
"Her life?"
"Yes, her life. Have you any idea how many women with her
condition commit suicide? The numbers are staggering. You can
read about it everyday. Of course they never tell you what led
up to it. Without proper diagnosis and treatment, you could be
reading about your mother one day. Is that what you want?"
Tears welled in Terri's eyes. A serious, worried look came
over her. She cried, "I'm sorry. I didn't realize."
"All right. Now, tell me what happened. Tell me every
single detail."
Terri proceeded and quickly turned herself on. Juices
seeped from her cunt. Her labia lips swelled and opened
like a red orchid. Recalling her mother's oral assault and not
being able to touch herself had Terri in a sexually frustrated
tizzy. Steve sat dispassionately watching her squirm. He could
see that all he had to do was expose his cock and she'd be all
over it. He decided to wait for the big day, make her stew.
When she finished, Steve took her ankles and pulled them out
straight. He replaced her skirt and sat back. A look of deep
disappointment showed on Terri's face. He said, "Terri, I'm
going to ask you to do something that no girl your age should
ever be called upon to do. Your mother can be saved, but not
without your help. Are you willing?"
"Yes! I'll do anything."
"I was hoping you'd say that. I've grown fond of April.
Okay, here it is. Your mother is like a pressure cooker. All
her life she's been supressing her sexuality. This builds the
pressure. Now, there's too much pressure built up. She's about
to blow. What she's doing that seems so strange to you, is
venting some of that pressure. She's desperately trying to hang
on. She wants to live, see you grow up, bounce your babies on
her knee. She has no idea why she's doing these things, but she
instinctively knows she has to do them. Can you understand that,
Terri?"
"Yes. It is like she's letting off steam. She seems so
calm afterwards."
"Here's the hard part, Terri. You are the one person in the
world that can vent enough steam to relieve enough pressure so
that April can return to a normal life."
"Me? Why me?"
"Because you are the center of her sexual fantasies. When
she first started having these feelings, her self image couldn't
take seeing herself doing these filthy things. As a defense, she
projected them onto you. Over time, she has built an elaborate
fantasy life with you as the star. She has imagined you
doing every kind of perverse sexual act imaginable. Mostly, she
has imagined you having intercourse with your father."
Part 15.
"She imagines that?"
"It's her favorite scenario. Now, Terri. Can you imagine
what you'll have to do to vent a lot of pressure?"
"Let my dad fuck me?"
"You do understand. You are a bright girl, Terri. Can you
do it?"
Terri thought for a moment, then said, "I've never done it.
I'm a virgin."
"That's not what I asked."
"Yes. Yes, I can do it if I have to. I can do it for Mom,
but Dad would never fuck me. I can't even get him to put his
finger in my pussy."
"Let your mother worry about that. I just want to know if
you'd be willing to sacrifice your virginity for this cause."
Terri giggled and said, "It's better than giving it away for
nothing. That's what most girls my age end up doing. The only
thing that bothers me is this thing tomorrow night. I'm not sure
I can go through with it. I don't even know these guys. Suppose
she wants me to let them fuck me? I'll freak; I know I will.
Men scare me anyway. Well, not you, but you know."
"I understand, Terri. Look, you do what you think is right.
I honestly doubt that April would force anything on you. In
fact, by all indications, she is getting your permission for
everything she does. Isn't that right?"
"Well, yeah, I guess so."
"It would be out of character for her to force things on
you, other than to exert pressure. She will honor a flat no."
"That makes me feel better. What do you think is going to
happen tomorrow night?"
"I don't know. I have a hunch she intends to shock you and
your father. I think you may see her having sex with these men."
"Mom would never do that, never. She's never cheated on
Daddy. It isn't in her."
"Terri, can I be completely candid with you? Can I trust
you to keep what I say strictly between you and me?"
"Yeah, honest. I'll never tell a soul."
"I'm going way out on a limb here, but this is too serious
not to. Terri, I've been screwing your mother."
"WHAT?"
"I only do it to help stave off a total breakdown. It's not
much, but it is something I can do. It does seem to help."
"You and Mom...did it...when...where?"
"Right here every time she visits. Right where you are
sitting, in fact. Terri, I wouldn't blame you if you loose all
respect for me as a professional, even as a man. I only wanted
to help."
"I don't blame you, Dr. Wayne. You might have saved her
life. I think that's noble of you. I'm just surprised at Mom.
Do you really think she'd do it with me and Dad in the house?"
"I think she'd do it in the same room. I think this whole
thing is a declaration of independence."
"But where do I fit in. Why is she dragging me into this?"
"Can you think of anything dirtier than using your
beautiful, sexy, teenage, virgin daughter to sexually excite your
lovers, then have sex with them in front of her and your
husband."
Terri blushed at the string of lewd compliments. A smile
appeared and she said, "Wow, that is pretty nasty. So I'm
supposed to make them horny, is that it?"
"Yes, but that's not the biggest reason. It's the lewdness
factor she's feeding on. Involving you is sick and perverted.
That's what she needs to vent steam."
"I better warn Daddy."
"No, don't do that. She wants to see genuine shock on your
faces."
"She'll see plenty of that if she just kisses one of them.
I honesty can't picture her doing it in front of us, though.
Maybe she might take them in the bedroom."
"You'll soon find out, won't you?"
"Yeah. I've decided to help her. I'll wear the stupid
bikini. I want to make them so horny that they'll fuck her right
in front of me."
"That's the spirit. Look, here's my card. Keep me
informed. Remember, I want details."
"Don't worry, I'm not bashful anymore. At least not around
you, now that we have a secret. Dr. Wayne, are you going to fuck
Mom today. I really think she needs it bad. She's acting really
horny."
Part 16.
Steve smiled and said, "My, but you do adjust quickly."
Terri blushed and said, "I was just thinking about Mom."
Steve looked at his watch and said, "I'm a little pressed
for time. She probably is in worse shape now, though. She's
probably out there thinking that I'm fucking you."
"Do you think so!"
"Terri, your mother has dropped so many hints that she wants
me to screw you. Yes, I think so."
"Why didn't you try?"
"I'm a doctor, Terri. There are limits. Don't think for a
minute that I wasn't thinking about it, though."
"You were, really?"
"Why do you think I exposed you?"
"Didn't you like what you saw?"
"I loved it. You have the sexiest pussy I've ever seen."
"I do. Did you notice I didn't put my legs together after
you let go." Terri, once again, drew her legs up and laid them
out.
"Yes, I noticed. Look, we're wasting time." Steve, once
again, laid them out, pulling her skirt down. "I suppose April
isn't wearing panties. I could just bend her over the desk and
give her a quick poke."
"God! You're making me all horny. I love the way you put
that, 'give her a poke.' That sounds so nasty. I like it when
you say nasty things. Can I watch you fuck my mom?"
"It's fine with me, but it's up to her. I want you to go
out there and give her this message: If you want the usual
treatment, get naked, leave your clothes in the waiting room, and
bend over Dr. Wayne's desk. Tell her I told you to say those
exact words and don't worry about who hears. There are a couple
of men out there, but they are close friends of mine."
"What about the lady?"
"Marsha? She's no lady, but she's cool. Don't worry about
her. Go on, your mother will get a big kick out of it."
"Okay, if you're sure. I'll do it."
"Go, before I change my mind."
Terri left the office, growing more nervous with each step.
In the waiting room, April sat alone across from two men in
business suits. Marsha eyed Terri with intense interest, looking
at her legs for tell-tale semen trails. She looked
disappointed on seeing none. Terri went up to her mother and
whispered the message after telling her that Dr. Wayne made her
say it. After hearing the message, April smiled and pushed Terri
away from her ear, saying, "I can't understand a word you're
saying. And how many times have I told you that whispering in
public is rude?" April addressed the men, saying, "I'm so sorry.
Kids." She turned back to Terri and said, "Now, young lady.
What was that again? And speak up clearly."
Terri blushed crimson. She knew that her mother understood
every word she'd spoken. She hesitated for a few seconds, then
said, "Dr. Wayne said that if you want the regular treatment,
you'll have to get naked, leave your clothes out here, and bend
over his desk. I'm sorry, Mom, but you made me."
April feigned shock at the message. She covered her face
with her hands, crying, "You should have warned me that it was
personal. I'm so embarrassed." April stood and said, "Well, the
damage is done, but I'm not going to be the only one humiliated.
Maybe this will be a lesson to you, young lady." April took
Terri's hand and dragged her to the center of the room. They
stood together, facing the smiling men. April said, "You are
going to strip with me, Terri. If that's all right with these
gentlemen." They eagerly nodded.
"Oh, Mom, no, please!"
"Strip, Terri. Strip off everything, this instant. I'll
wait until you're done."
"Mom, please don't!"
"I said strip! If clothes don't start coming off in three
seconds, I'll let them do the job. One, two..."
Terri reached for her blouse buttons crying, "Okay. I'm
doing it." Terri was methodically undoing buttons,
fasteners, and zippers. The garments fell off of her body, one
by one, until she was left with only shoes. Those she kicked
free. She stood cowering in a crouch, hiding her breast and
crotch with both arms. April placed her arms at her side and
made the anguished teen stand straight, staring blankly forward.
Part 17.
April then removed her own clothes and walked around Terri,
enjoying the eyes going from her to Terri and back. Before
leaving, April said, "I have a better idea." She turned Terri
around and kicked out Terri's feet a good yard. She pushed hard
on the back of her neck until Terri had her head between her
knees, looking back at the grinning men from between her lewdly
parted legs. April placed Terri's hands on her ankles, stood and
said, "Good. Now you stay that way until I get back, and think
about what you did. Don't move your feet or your hands."
Terri stared at the floor in abject humiliation. April said
to Marsha, "See that she doesn't move an inch."
Marsha came around the counter and joined the men on the
couch, smiling broadly. After April entered Steve's office,
Marsha said, "Didn't I tell you guys this would be worth it.
Aren't those two something? Look at that adorable little
cunny--a virgin, too, I hear. You a virgin, sweetheart? Ever
had a cock in that cute, bald pussy of yours?"
The fire, ignited between her legs in Steve's office,
quickly rekindled. The vulgar exposure excited her, but Marsha's
lewd words stoked the fire. She felt her pussy fill with blood
and open. Her clit throbbed. She said, "No, I never have. I'm
a virgin."
She heard one man say, "Look how her cunt's juicing up."
The other man said, "Look at those tits, would you. Those
nipples could scratch glass. Hey kid, we can see you're getting
off on this. Why don't you reach around your ass and pull that
pussy open. Show us some pink meat."
Terri looked at them, but couldn't speak. Marsha taunted,
"Come on, girl, show us your hymen if you really are a virgin."
Terri found her voice, saying, "I am. I really am."
The first man said, "She just needs a little more
encouragement. Hey kid, think about your mom in there getting
her twat stretched by Steve's cock. Did he show it to you?"
"No, he didn't."
The second man said, "Do you want to see ours?"
Terri said, "I guess, if you want."
Both men freed their hard cocks and put them on display,
fisting their erections. The first was thick and bulky, the
second was long, thin and arching. She imagined both
entering her pussy and pictured her mother bent over Steve's desk
with his big cock buried to the hilt. She was inclined to give
them what they wanted, but longed for more of the lewd
inducements. The long cock with the flaring purple crown held
her fascination. Marsha launched herself from the couch and came
up alongside Terri's right side, facing the men. She placed her
hands on Terri's tight ass with her fingertips framing her slit,
saying, "I'm tired of waiting on her. I can handle this." With
that, she pried Terri's cunt lips wide open and declared, "I'll
be damned, there it is. Isn't that a sweet sight guys?"
The two excited men got up and knelt behind Terri, staring
into her pussy. Terri liked being examined so obscenely. She
felt the cool air on her hymen, warmed by their hungry stares.
While they were absorbed with her pussy, she got a close-up look
at both of their cocks. Both men were fisting their weeping
dicks in her face. Long Dick noticed Terri staring at his cock.
He went around to her front and knelt at her head. Terri looked
up in time to have her vision filled with throbbing cock. He
pumped, aiming his dick at her mouth. He said, "Here. Get a
good look. Like it?"
"It's really big."
"See that clear fluid coming from the tip. Do you know what
that is?"
"Pee?"
"No, it's not pee. That's pre-cum. It's a sweet, honey-like
lubricant." Before she could react, he swiped the head of his
cock across her lips, depositing his pre-cum. Terri jerked back,
startled. He said, "Taste it."
She licked her lips and found the taste agreeable. He said,
"You like that, huh? Want more?"
"Okay, I guess."
"You'll have to suck it out. Open wide."
Terri opened her mouth and took in the big head. She began
sucking as he jacked off. Behind her, Thick Cock stood and
brought his cock to her pussy. Marsha said, "Don't fuck her.
You know what Steve said."
"I'm not going to fuck her. I just want to give her a
sample. I'll just dent it a bit."
Part 18.
"Steve's going to be pissed if you take her cherry."
Terri listened closely to their exchange. She put no
sinister motive on Steve's involvement. She saw this as concern
for her welfare and respected him all the more. The cock in her
mouth excited her greatly and she sucked hungrily. She waited
with expectant anticipation for the feel of the stubby cock at
her opening, eager to feel the lewd contact. She felt the
rubbery head push at her inner membranes. He rubbed the hot cock
up and down her slick slit. Terri was afraid that that was all
he planned to do. She eased off the cock in her mouth to say,
"You can stick it in if you want. My mom doesn't care."
Thick Cock said, "Hey, the bitch wants it!"
Marsha said, "Steve wants it too."
"Don't worry. I ain't going to take his precious virgin.
Hey, sweetpus. I'm going to put the head inside. You tell me
when to stop, okay?"
"Uh huh!"
Thick Cock grabbed her hips after centering his cock. He
pulled gently. Terri grunted with the increased pressure,
feeling the crown wedge in. He pulled harder and the head popped
past her vaginal ring and pressed against her hymen. She
squealed and cried out, "Oh, you're inside. That feels weird. I
like it."
"God Damn! This is the tightest, sweetest pussy I ever
felt. Damn Steve anyway. He gets all the cherries. The
son-of-a-bitch ought to share."
Marsha said, "He is sharing. Why do you think he invited
you. All he wants is first crack at the virgins. You guys get
plenty of young pussy. You should be grateful."
"Yeah, I know. I'm just having a hard time convincing my
cock. Hey, sweetpus, after Steve takes your cherry, I get dibs
on being number two, all right?"
Terri got her mouth off the cock and started to speak. With
her mouth open, a thick, long rope of cum shot to the back of her
throat. She swallowed reflexively. While swallowing, another
strand caught her across the nose. She fought to get her mouth
over the spewing cock, taking another jet on the lower lip. It
ran down her chin as she fastened her lips around the cock,
sucking and swallowing. Thick Cock was jacking off with the head
buried, beating his fist against her vulva on the upstroke,
driving Terri wild. Marsha had to hold her in place to prevent
her from impaling herself. Terri came while nursing the spent
cock. Thick Cock came right after and doused her ass and cunt
with his hot spend. The three adults disengaged and stood back,
admiring their handiwork.
Marsha went for two towels and tossed one to Thick Cock,
saying, "Hurry, lets get her cleaned up before her old lady gets
through. They don't need to know about this. While she wiped
Terri's face, and Thick Cock attended her loins, Marsha said,
"Let's not mention this, okay?"
Terri nodded, thinking it was an excellent idea. When they
finished, she looked as before, only a little raw between the
legs. The men returned their cocks. All three were back on the
couch when April made her dramatic entrance. She sauntered over
to Terri, dripping cum from her pussy, both legs heavily
streaked. She paraded around Terri, saying, "Well, I see you're
still in one piece. Do you think you learned your lesson.?"
"Yes, Mommy. I'm sorry."
April smiled to the audience, then went in search of a
towel. She found Marsha's stack and brought one back to Terri,
who was still holding her ankles. April said, "Get on your
knees, Terri." Terri instantly knelt at her mother's feet,
looking into her drenched beaver. April handed her the towel,
spread her feet out and said, "Here, you clean this mess up."
Terri started low and dabbed at the semen trails, moving
steadily towards her mother's crotch. April was playing to the
audience. She stood with her hands on her hips. lewdly offering
her soiled loins to her daughter's ministrations. She said,
"Terri, do you know what that stuff is?"
"Yes, it's sperm."
Terri was at her inner thighs. "That's right, and where is
it coming from?"
"Your vagina."
"Don't use clinical terms."
"Your pussy."
"Tell me how it got there." Terri took her first swipe
through the inflamed lips, fascinated by the view. She said,
"Somebody put his dick in your pussy."
"Who?"
"Dr. Wayne."
"That's right, and what's that called?"
Terri used her fingers to open the lips in order to get at
the semen seeping from her mother's hole. She said "Fucking!
You were letting Dr. Wayne fuck your pussy."
Part 19.
April laughed, pleased with Terri's response and the way she
boldly handled her pussy. She realized that Terri was also
putting on a show for the three adults, and it filled her with
pleasure. She said, "Are you going to tell your father I've been
unfaithful to him?"
"No, never."
"Yes you are. In fact, as soon as we get home, I'll sit you
down with him and listen while you do it. You will tell him
everything that happened and what I made you do, won't you?"
"If you want me to."
"Terri, that towel hurts my tender pussy. I think I need
something soft and warm. Can you think of anything you could
use?"
April was hoping that Terri would take the hint and say, 'My
tongue.' Their eyes locked and April tried to send a signal that
said, 'Don't make me suggest it.' Terri surprised her by saying
impishly, "I could use my mouth and try to suck it out."
April beamed, saying, "That is an excellent idea. You
should have thought of it sooner."
Terri dropped the towel as April waddled into position over
her up-tilted face, centering her hole over Terri's lips. Steve
stepped out of his office, leaned against the door frame and
smiled on the scene. April and Steve exchanged smiles as Terri's
hands came up from behind and grasped April by the hip bones,
pulling her face in tight, exaggerating the sucking of her
mother's pussy. April addressed her aroused audience, saying,
"She makes a marvelous fuck rag. I should have thought of this
years ago. What a waste."
Terri caught Steve's presence out of the corner of her eye
and stepped up her efforts. She moved her mouth over her
mother's clit and sucked hard. April said, "Why are you sucking
my clit? There's no sperm there."
"I thought if I could make you have an orgasm, it would wash
down more sperm."
"Oh, excellent idea. Then by all means, make me cum. Isn't
she a doll. When she was a baby, I used to let her nurse on my
clit as a pacifier. Her father used to have fits about that. I
never should have stopped. I wish he could see her now. Oh yes,
honey. You're almost there. Flick your tongue on it. That's
it, baby. Oh yes! Oh yes! Get your mouth over my hole and rub
my clit with your finger. Oh fuck yes. I'm drowning the little
bitch. Drink it down, baby. Oh yeah!"
After April's orgasm passed, Terri continued to lick and
suck her mother's pussy. Her hands softly and reverently ran up
and down her mother's legs. She moved her hands up April's front
and molded them to her tits, massaging them gently. April
allowed the show of affection and devotion to go on for a long
time, then stepped away, leaving Terri in the middle of the room.
She said, "Get dressed. Let's go have a talk with your daddy so
you can tell on me."
April studied Terri, sitting quietly in the passenger
seat, staring off into space. She said, "You played that very
smart back there. You surprised me. I didn't really expect
you'd stay in the position I put you in. That must have been
very humiliating for you."
"I got used to it. I guess you can get used to anything."
"Like your mother being a slut."
"You're not a slut, Mom."
April laughed and said, "You sucked my lover's sperm from my
twat and then tell me I'm not a slut. Come on, Terri, lets have
a little honesty."
"Okay, you're a slut, but I still love you just the same."
"Isn't that sweet. You know what I think. I think you love
the idea. I think it makes your pussy wet and juicy. It does,
doesn't it?"
Terri remembered Steve's advice. She hung her head and
quietly said, "I can't help myself. It just gets that way."
"I knew it. No girl could eat my pussy the way you did
unless she was really turned on to it all along. Did you ever in
your wildest dreams think you'd be sucking sperm from your
mother's cunt?"
Terri could see her mother becoming more and more excited
by the lewd discussion. Her mind tried to look past the bizarre,
unfamiliar mother to see the mother she knew growing up, a mother
crying out for help in venting her repressed passions, a mother
desperately trying to hang on to life. Terri did not doubt Dr.
Wayne's assessment of the situation. She understood the wisdom
of his advice. She impulsively offered, "No, never. I've
thought about licking you there before, though. I think about it
all the time."
"You've been secretly lusting after me and your father for
years, haven't you?"
Part 20.
Terri blushed and bashfully forced an affirmative nod. Her
mother smiled, saying, "Of course you have. You can't wait to
wrap those innocent virgin thighs around his hips and take his
stiff cock up your twat, can you?" Again, she nodded through a
deepening blush. April laughed menacingly and said, "You fucking
little whore. When I think off all the time we've wasted, I
could slap your face. I hope your father takes a belt to you.
If I ever catch you acting like an innocent school girl again, I
*will* take a belt to you. Is that clear?"
"Yes, Mother!"
"You ever lick a pussy before?"
A shy smile crossed Terri's lips. She said, "Mom, you won't
believe this, but just last month, I licked eight girls' pussies
in one night, and that was my first and last time until today."
"What! There better be a good story that goes with this."
"There is, want to hear it?"
"Of course I want to hear it."
"Well, remember when we had that slumber party at Cindy
Hamilton's house?"
"I remember."
"Well there were nine of us girls, mostly from the swim
team. We got to talking about sex and boys as usual. We all got
super turned on swapping sex stories. Jennifer Gordy suggested
we all play a game of poker and the first one that lost all of
her chips had to be the sex slave of everyone else. Most of the
girls liked the idea, but me, Cindy, and Toni were against it. I
didn't want to play poker as the game, because I don't know how
to play poker. Cindy and Toni were just plain chicken. The
others finally forced us to agree to play, but we set up rules.
One was, if the loser was a virgin, we couldn't stick anything up
her pussy. Another was, no hurting. Spanking was okay, but
nothing that might leave a mark. Another was we all swore never
to ever tell anyone outside our group who the loser was.
"To make a long story short, I lost, and quickly. They
never explained the rules of the game very well, and you couldn't
drop out of a hand. You had to bet no matter what you had. I
thought I'd die when I lost that last hand. Patty Griswald
jumped up and said, 'Let's strip her.' All those girls attacked
me. I was naked in seconds. They spread-eagled me and felt me
up. I had sixteen pairs of hands on me and mostly between my
legs."
"How exciting! Tell the truth, you loved it, didn't you?"
"Not at first. At first, I was scared to death. They
pulled my legs up over my head and forced me into the splits.
They pulled my pussy lips wide open then took turns looking into
my pussy, poking at it, and making fun of my cherry. Me,
Cindy, and Toni were the only virgins in the group. They were
really disappointed to find that I was. They wanted to play fuck
games, you know, fucking the loser with stuff like hair brush
handles and vegetables. Anyway, they worked me over but good.
They fucked my ass since they couldn't do my pussy. That was one
night I hated being a virgin. Taking a large cucumber up your
butt is no fun."
"This is fucking beautiful. I love it! What else got
shoved up your ass?"
"You name it, if it looked phallic, up my butt it went.
Thankfully, they gave me a whole series of enemas before they
really got serious. I was totally empty. I was passing clear
water. They got hornier and hornier. All but Cindy and Toni
stripped naked. That's when they tied me on my back and took
turns squatting on my face. They held my head still while girls
rubbed their twats all over my face. Girls that
were at the end of the line amused themselves teasing my pussy.
That's when I got turned on. I licked the pussies without being
ordered to. They thought that was great and teased me
mercilessly about being queer. They didn't have to hold me after
that. I licked their pussies anyway they wanted me to: standing,
sitting in a chair, lying down, doing the splits over my face.
That's all I did for the rest of the night was lick pussies.
Mom, I even had to eat two girls that were on the rag."
"I was going to ask about that. There's no way that at
least one out of eight girls wouldn't be menstruating. How was
it?"
"Not bad, really. Sarah Brewer made me pull her tampon out
with my teeth and suck on it. That was gross. That grossed
everybody out."
Did you ever go down on Cindy?"
"Yes, and Toni. Cindy took her panties off and Toni finally
stripped right before dawn. Cindy was neat. She went ga ga over
having me eat her out."
"Some best friend, huh?"
Part 21.
"She likes to tease me about that night. She's been hinting
like crazy that she'd like me to do it again. Heck, they all do.
They call me lezzy, and I'm always getting naked beavers shoved
in my face. So far, they seem to have kept their word, though.
Nothing about me is getting around, thank god."
"Too bad."
"Too bad? Mom, if that ever got out I'd be ruined.
Everybody is talking about Cindy's slumber party. Everybody is
speculating about who the loser was."
"Don't tell me Cindy's brother could keep that secret."
"He couldn't, but Cindy would never tell Mark."
"I could."
"Mom! You wouldn't, would you?"
"When we get home, I want you to get Mark on the phone for
me."
Terri's face fell, all the color drained. She cried, "Mom,
I'm begging you. Please don't do that. I'll do anything you
want."
"We'll see. As soon as we get in the house, I want you to
strip naked, go up to your father, and take out his cock. Don't
take no for an answer, just do it. If you can get him to cum in
your mouth, I promise I won't tell."
She whined, "But Mom, Daddy won't let me do that."
"I know you are stronger than he is. If you can't suck his
dick, it means you aren't trying."
Terri sat back and stared out the window, watching her
driveway draw near with increasing anxiety. With so many things
to consider, the one overwhelming consideration was that of
helping her mother with her problem and the awful consequences of
not helping. Weighed against that, Terri finally set her mind on
one goal - following her orders to the letter. When they walked
in the door, Charlie was in the living room, reading the
afternoon paper. April stood behind Terri just inside the
entryway, watching as she removed her clothes. She followed as
Terri padded into the living room, then took a station by the
fireplace.
Charlie set the paper aside, prepared to welcome his family.
One look at Terri's naked body making directly for him froze his
speech. Terri walked right up and knelt at his feet, reached for
his belt, and said, "I have to do this Daddy, please don't fight
me."
Charlie, however, could not relax. He struggled to keep his
pants. Terri tried to force him to yield, but it was more
difficult than she anticipated. In exasperation, she placed her
hands on his knees and pleaded, "Daddy, listen to me! If you
don't let me suck your penis - in fact, if you don't ejaculate in
my mouth - Mom is going to see that I am ruined at school. She
can do it with one phone call. I could never show my face
outside this house again. You know she'll do it. I'm begging
you; let me do this!"
Charlie turned his frightened eyes on April, while still
defending his belt. He cried out, "April, please! Don't force
her; don't force me. I know how much you want this. I
understand, but not like this. Honey, stop and think about what
you're doing. You are going to destroy our relationship with our
only daughter. She'll end up hating us and will probably run
away, or worse."
April shot back, "Charlie, I think I know my daughter better
than that. I know how much she can take, and she wants me to
push. She secretly wants me to expose the real Terri."
"April, the real Terri is exposed. The Terri you are
thinking about is a product of your imagination. You created the
bad Terri."
Part 22.
Terri observed the exchange like a fan watching a tennis
match. With her secret knowledge of her mother's problem, and
with her father's confidences, she felt she could moderate the
argument from a higher level of understanding. It was a strange
position to be in with parents. She could say nothing, though,
only listen.
April said, "Bullshit! If you were a real man you'd see
right away that Terri is a natural born whore. She's addicted to
semen. She has to have it, and she'll go to any lengths to get
it. She wants to get fucked so badly she can't stand it. She's
a slave to her hot pussy and there's nothing she won't do to
satisfy it."
Terri blushed at her mother's words. She wanted
to tell them that she'd only had her first taste of semen less
than an hour earlier. She bit her tongue as Charlie said,
"That's pure nonsense, April. I dare say she's never seen or
tasted semen."
"Forget about the phone call for the time being, Terri. I
think it would be instructive for you to tell your father about
your afternoon. Start with the message you gave me in Dr.
Wayne's waiting room in front of all those people. Tell him how
you humiliated me in front of nearly a dozen people, many of them
my coworkers. Go on, Terri, and be sure to tell him what
I did to you as a punishment."
Terri picked up on the clue to exaggerate. Though it
bothered her to lie to her father, she went along. She gave
an accurate description of the event, taking this opportunity to
let her mother know what actually happened to her while she was
with Dr. Wayne. She also put faces to the
fictitious numbers. Charlie sat in numbed disbelief, glancing
frequently to his wife to get her confirming smug smile. April
enjoyed the way Terri narrated the incident, giving April another
perspective on one of the most exciting sexual adventures of her
life. From time to time, April interrupted to offer a lewd
detail, or prompt Terri in a certain direction. Terri seemed to
read her thoughts, picking up hints and elaborating. As happened
in Dr. Wayne's office, the telling of a sex story rekindled her
vaginal fire. Before Terri was through, she had one hand between
her legs, the other fondling her breasts, and was using a steady
stream of the most vulgar terms.
When Terri concluded her story, April folded her arms curtly
and said, "Well, what do you think of our little angel now."
"Damn it, April. What planet are you from. You committed
adultery, publicly stripped and humiliated my daughter, forced
her to perform cunnilingus on you afterwards, also in public, and
have the audacity to point an accusing finger at her. You
cheated on me, April. You've been with another man. Why? I
want an explanation. Forget about Terri."
April pretended to ignore his tirade. She said, "Look at
her, Charlie. She's so hot she has to masturbate. The girl is
shameless. It's a good thing I noticed the signs early. Now I
can guide her. There's nothing we can do, a whore is a whore.
It's genetic. Probably from your side. Your mother was strange,
you have to admit that."
"Don't change the subject. I want to know about this guy
you're having an affair with."
April marched over, saying, "It's not an affair; it was a
fuck. And where do you get off talking to me in that tone. When
did you grow a pair of balls?"
April loomed over him, standing beside Terri. She reached
behind Terri and propelled her onto to Charlie's lap. As Terri
fell forward, she turned and sat on his lap. Charlie
held her protectively as a shield from April's wrath. His right
arm crossed over both breasts, his left hand rested low on her
tummy. Terri settled in, sitting up, her back against his chest,
her legs outside his, sitting directly over his groin. While
Charlie was focused on April, Terri placed her left hand on his
left hand and gently moved it between her legs.
Part 23.
Terri guided her father's finger through her moist
slit. April maintained her tirade, shouting invectives and
demeaning his manhood. Charlie cowered, but Terri felt his
manhood awaken beneath her. The more demeaning threats
and insults her mother threw at him, the harder he got. Terri
wanted to pass this news bulletin to her mother, but could not.
In addition, her father's fingers began moving through her slit
on their own. This she passed on by moving her hand off of his.
When April first noticed, her face lit up.
April said, "Charlie, you're pathetic. You sit there all
sanctimonious, talking morality and fidelity, and have the nerve
to finger-fuck my daughter right in front of me while playing
with her tits."
His fingers stopped moving, but he kept then in place,
saying meekly, "I thought that's what you wanted. I just want to
be a good husband to you."
"Do you want to be a good husband, Charlie?" He nodded.
"Then find me a big-dicked stud to fuck. While you're at it, get
a few for your little angel. And by the way, you need to throw
in a few cunts for her. She has a fondness for pussy, too. Tell
your father how many little girls you have licked between the
legs."
Terri turned her face to her dad's and said, "Not counting
Mom, eight."
"Some angel, huh! From now on, you address her as slut,
whore, tramp, bitch, cock-sucker, or cunt-lapper. When you refer
to her, don't ever use her name or the word daughter alone. It
is whore daughter, or slut daughter, is that understood?"
Charlie nodded. Terri squirmed over his stiff cock and
yawned her legs wide. Charlie moved two fingers into her cunt.
Terri snuggled back and lolled her head on his shoulder, turning
to face him and saying impishly, "What are you going to call me,
Daddy?"
"All of them, I guess."
"No, I want to hear."
"You are our whore daughter. You're a slut and a
cunt-lapper. You are my tramp daughter, a cock-sucker."
"Ummmm, Yes. That sounds better than plain old Terri,
especially when you say it. I want to suck your cock, Daddy.
Please! Please can I!"
Terri slid to the floor while turning to face him. She
settled between his legs and reached for his belt. This time, he
sat passively and watched her open his pants. She freed his
stiff member and stuffed it into her mouth, sucking hungrily and
jacking his shaft. April took a seat beside her husband. Her
arm went around his shoulder. She took his left hand in her left
hand and squeezed. Together, they watched Terri sucking like a
sex fiend. April turned and gave Charlie a passionate kiss, the
first in months. She whispered in his ear, "I love you, you know
that don't you?" He nodded. "You know I'm doing the right thing
with her, don't you?" Again he nodded. "You'll support me from
now on. You won't give me a hard time?"
He gave another silent nod and they both settled back to
watch the climactic finish. Minutes later, Charlie's loins
lifted, he strained, grunted, and pumped a copious load into
Terri's hard-sucking mouth. He cried out, "Oh, yes! Oh, Jesus!
Look at her go, sweetheart. Swallow it down, baby!"
Terri swallowed as fast as she
could, nursing on the spurting cock. After he settled back and
relaxed, Terri kept sucking, trying to make him hard again.
April tapped her daughter on the shoulder and said, "Time out,
slut. He's a one-shot cannon. Why don't you lie back on the
floor and masturbate for us. Tell your father about Cindy's
slumber party. He'll like that one."
Terri reclined on her back, spread her legs wide, and
proceeded to narrate her adventure. When she finished, and after
two orgasms, she looked to April with a self-satisfied smile.
April returned a smile and said, "That was very good, slut. Now
get Mark on the phone."
Terri sat up, astonished. She said, "What? But I did what
you said!"
"I know. I'm not going to tell him you were the loser. I
want to talk to him; now, do as I said."
Terri painfully got to her feet and went to the phone. She
paused after picking up the hand-set and said, "Please! I beg
you. Don't say anything to Mark. Don't make me call him."
"Dial!"
Part 24.
Charlie cast concerned eyes on April. April merely smiled
down on him as she got up to move to the phone. Terri dialed
with trembling fingers. Cindy's mother answered and called
Mark. Terri sheepishly said, "Mark, this is Terri. My mother
wants to talk to you." Terri handed April the phone, pleading
with her eyes, shaking her head and mutely mouthing the word,
'No'.
April turned her back to Terri and said, "Hello, Mark, how
are you? You did a great job edging our lawn, but that's not
what I called about." Terri was back in April's face pleading
with prayerful hands. April again turned away. "Mark, this may
sound a bit odd. I shouldn't be doing this. I have to punish
Terri. She's done something very bad. It's so shocking and
disgusting, I couldn't say it over the phone." Terri got on her
knees in front of April and prayed earnestly. "No, I'd rather
not say. Just a moment, Mark."
April cradled the phone in her neck, reached down and lifted
her skirt, spread her legs, and shoved Terri's face hard up
against her crotch, saying, "Now stay there until I'm done." She
dropped her skirt over her daughter's head and smiled at Charlie
who was looking back from the sofa. She leaned back against the
telephone stand, widened her stance, and maneuvered Terri's head
by pressing her skirt-shrouded head. She crossed her eyes,
licked her lips, then bit her lower lip demonstrating to her
husband just how much she enjoyed what she was doing to their
daughter. Charlie merely shook his head with an uneasy smile,
but kept watching.
She could feel the tears running down her inner thighs as
she said, "Okay, Mark. As I was saying, I need to punish her
severely, but I can't bring myself to hit her as hard as she
deserves. I thought I might gain the impact I need by adding an
element of humiliation. That way, I wouldn't have to physically
hurt her. You always seemed to take an interest in Terri. I got
to thinking, maybe if you came over and watched."
"Heck yeah, Mrs. Jennings,! I'd love...I mean sure, I'd be
willing to help you out."
"Mark, I should warn you, I usually make her strip naked for
punishments. I suppose I could let her wear her swimsuit."
"No! Please, you don't have to change anything on my
account."
"Do you think I should ask your mother if it's okay?"
"NO! Uh, she left, besides, I'm sure it's okay with Mom.
She thinks like you do. She lets me look at Playboy and
Penthouse. It's no big deal seeing a naked girl."
"If you're sure. I didn't think you'd mind seeing her
naked, but I thought the punishment part might bother you."
"No, it won't bother me at all."
"I won't hurt her, I assure you. It's her pride I want to
hurt. Say, do you know of anyone else that might be willing to
help out. How about Cindy?"
"Cindy will want to see, for sure. I can get lots of guys."
"I think six, maybe ten would be plenty. Be sure to warn
them and tell them to get their parent's permission."
"No problem, Mrs. Jennings."
"Can you get them here in say, an hour?"
"Sure."
"See you in an hour then. Oh, and Mark. I hope no one
brings a camera, because I'll have to be stepping out of the room
from time to time and there's no way I could stop her from being
photographed."
"Jerry can bring his Instamatic and Cindy has a Poloroid."
April smiled and said, "Mark, I don't think you got my
drift. I don't want to know."
"Oh, yeah, right."
"Thanks again, Mark. See you in an hour."
April hung up the phone and stepped away from Terri. Terri
sat with her head hung, sobbing quietly. April lifted her face
by the chin and said, "We're going to have some fun, whore.
Aren't you excited?"
"Mom, how could you? How can I go to school tomorrow, or
ever?"
Part 25.
"You'll go. Look at it this way. You're a whore. It pays
to advertise. What's the use of having a whore for a daughter if
nobody knows she's a whore. If I had my way, I'd have it
tattooed on your forehead. I want everyone to know that my
daughter is a cunt-sucking, cock-sucking, butt-fucking whore. Do
you know how you're going to help me with my goal?" Terri's head
shook, no. "During this mock punishment ordeal, you are going to
let it slip that you were the loser at Cindy's slumber party, and
that you lost on purpose." Terri just stared numbly. "I want
you to think of a clever way to expose yourself. You have less
than an hour. Now go put on your bikini and throw a robe over
it. Take some time to fix your face and hair and put on lots of
makeup."
Terri broke down in tears and slowly got to her feet and
left the room. April walked over to Charlie and said, "She'll be
all right after we get started. It'll be better this way. Why
drag this out over months."
He said, "Inviting those kids is a big mistake, April. What
you're considering is child abuse. Those kids will talk. Those
pictures will be all over. The police are going to come knocking
on our door."
"I doubt that. I'm not going to hit her with anything, just
my hand. Spanking in this state does not constitute child abuse.
There's no law that says we can't go nude in our own home. I've
warned my guests. If they stay voluntarily, there's nothing
anyone can do but bitch. I'm not going to get into any sex play,
it will be a straight punishment session. Of course, I'm going
to punish her for acting like a whore, buying that bikini, and
shaving off her pubic hair. What they do when my back is turned
is their business."
Terri went straight to her bedroom phone and called Dr.
Wayne. "Hello! Steve, this is Terri, Terri Jennings."
"Terri, you sound like you've been crying."
"Mom's gone off the deep end. She made me suck dad's penis
and now she has invited a bunch of kids from school to watch me
get punished, naked. She's even going to make me wear that
bikini and make me admit to them that I'm a whore. They're even
going to take pictures. What am I going to do? They'll be here
soon."
"Terri, when you made the commitment to help your mother,
did you think you'd actually keep it a family secret?"
"Well, no, but..."
"I told you she wants a whore, you, to vent through. You
volunteered. I told your mom to go ahead and get it out of her
system, make the announcement to the world. I thought you were
serious about helping her."
"I am, but..."
"There's no but's'. Either you are, or you're not. If you
are, then you go down and act like a fucking whore for your
mother. This isn't make believe, Terri. You're actually going
to have to become a whore to satisfy her."
"But I'm not a whore."
"You'd have a hard time convincing my two buddies of that.
Pete is still going on about that blow job you gave him. Dave
can't get over your tight cunt. Marsha has talked of nothing
else. They're still here."
"They told you?"
"They weren't going to, but they couldn't hold it in."
"Steve, when they were talking, they said you had dibs on my
cherry. Is that true?"
"I stake my claim on every female that comes through my
office if I can get her, yeah."
"Oh. So, when are you going to claim me?"
"You are sounding like a whore, Terri."
"I'm trying to, only how can I be a whore if I'm a virgin?"
"Good point. It sounds like you've accepted your lot in
life."
"Yeah, I knew I would. You know what? I was scared to
death, and I cried a lot, but it was out of nervousness. I
really think this is exciting. I mean, if I have to do it
anyway, and Mom is going to see that everybody knows I'm a whore,
this is a pretty neat way of getting started. I was hoping you'd
talk me into it."
"I'll bet your pussy is wet, isn't it?"
"I'm flooding my thighs. Look, I better get moving. I have
a show to put on."
"Break a leg, kid."
Part 26.
Terri had the obscene bikini on and was adjusting the patch
nested between her legs. She made the top edge show the
beginning of her vaginal crease. While adjusting the front ties,
her phone rang. Her friend, Cindy, was on the line. Cindy said,
"Terri, what's going on?"
"Oh, Cindy. I don't know what to say. My mom is wierding
out."
"No kidding. Is she really going to punish you naked in
front of Mark and his buddies?"
"Yes."
"Holy shit! What did you do?"
"I can't say."
"Wow, it must be really bad. I'm coming too. You won't be
mad, will you?"
"Would it matter?"
"Look, I'm really sorry, Terri. I feel real badly for you,
honestly, but you understand, don't you? I can't pass this up.
You'd be over here if it was me, and you know it."
"I suppose."
"Terri, Jennifer Gordy was with me when Mark told me. She's
coming too."
"Oh, no, not Jennifer!"
"She wants to talk to you."
Terri started to protest, but found herself protesting to
Jennifer. "Hi, lover. I hear you've been a bad girl. Did Mommy
catch you going down on one of her friends? My pussy has been
missing you something fierce. It's always crying, 'I need my
Terri!'" Terri heard the viscous laughter coming from both
girls. Her face fell. She listened as Jennifer taunted, "We're
bringing Cindy's Poloroid. We girls had a meeting. We decided
that you've been stingy with your vaginal favors. We kind of
like having a lezzy in the group. Even Cindy is pissed at you
for not taking her hints. Toni is the only one that feels sorry
for you, but even she's coming around. We're going to bring her
along. If your Mom leaves us alone like she hinted she would,
we're going to hold Toni down for you. You know what you better
do, don't you?"
"Please, Jennifer, not in front of those boys. Look, I'll
start being extra nice to you guys. I won't give you any
problem, I promise."
"I know you won't. Say, your mom won't get pissed if she
walks in and catches us, will she?"
"I doubt it."
"Could we get away with stripping Toni?"
"Knowing her, she'd probably like that."
"Yeah! Is Mommy a lezzy, too?"
"I'm not a lezzy, Jennifer, and neither is my mom."
"Yeah, right. I'll bet you two lick each other's pussies,
don't you? Don't you?"
"Jennifer, please. Why are you being like this? I thought
you guys were my friends."
"We are, and we can be better friends as soon as you learn
your place."
"Which is?"
"On your knees with your face between our legs, sucking our
cunts. Now, do you understand?"
"Yes."
"You don't sound very convincing."
"I understand, Jennifer. You'll get your way; you always
do."
"That's right, and you better remember, we only promised not
to divulge the loser's identity. Nothing says we have to keep
this or the pictures to ourselves. If you don't want to be
famous, you'd better learn how to be a good friend. See you in a
few minutes, lover!"
The phone went dead. Terri's heart beat rapidly as she hung
up the hand-set. She turned as her father poked his head in the
door. Their eyes met. She saw his eyes wander over her skimpy
bikini. He said, "May I come in, sweetheart?"
"Yes, Daddy, you know you can."
He eased inside and closed her door. They stood facing each
other, exchanging somber looks. Terri burst out, "Oh, Daddy!"
She feel into his warm hugging embrace. Charlie tried to
ignore her exciting body pressing him full front. His hands
timidly stroked her smooth back in a soothing, fatherly manner.
He said, "There, there, precious. It's all right. I'm so sorry,
Terri."
Part 27.
Terri leaned back in his arms and studied his face. She
said, "You can't call me by my name anymore, remember?"
"Your mother is taking a shower."
"Yeah, well, it's a bad habit to get into. One day you'll
slip. I know you don't like calling me those names, but I don't
want you to get in trouble."
Terri had her arms around his lower waist and applied undue
pressure keeping their loins in tight contact. Terri could feel
his manhood stirring against her mound. She reached back and
guided both of his hands down from the small of her back to the
lower slopes of her ass cheeks. She smiled as he cupped her
moons and returned the pressure. Terri lifted to position his
cockhead at her clit and shamelessly rolled her pelvis as he dug
his fingers into her ass crack, pulling her tight. Terri said,
"She expects me to act like a whore, and expects you to treat me
like a whore. We may as well practice."
He nodded and rubbed against her. She said, "That feels
good, Daddy." They rocked against one another for several
moments, then Terri said, "Daddy, Mom is sick. I talked with her
therapist. She has to vent these passions or she'll break down.
She could kill herself."
Charlie eyed her curiously, immediately suspicious. He did
not pass those suspicions to Terri, however. He said, "I'm glad
she found professional help. Did the doctor suggest you go along
with her?"
"Yes. He said I had to. He said it's a matter of life and
death. Daddy, he only screwed mom because she needed to vent
pressure. He's a real neat guy, Daddy."
"I'm sure he is."
"Daddy, Mom wants him to take my virginity. We are both
willing. I think it's all set up."
"I see."
"I know she wants to see you and me fucking."
"Yes, I know. I hear about it all the time."
"You'll have to do it. You know that, don't you?"
"Yes. Sweetheart, I could do it right now."
Terri looked down her front at her father's loins dry
humping her crotch and said, "I can tell. You almost are.
You'll have to wait your turn, though." She was delighted at his
reaction. He pounded against her cunt. She took the lewd abuse
with a passive smile, adding, "Besides Dr. Wayne, there are two
other men before you." He humped wildly against her cunt.
"There may even be more that I don't know about. I think they're
drawing lots." He slammed his loins into her repeatedly. "Does
it bother you to have to wait in line to fuck me, Daddy?"
Charlie groaned, stiffened, spasmed, and drenched his pants
while clinging tightly to his lusty daughter. Terri felt the
warm wetness spreading over her crotch. She hugged his neck and
whispered sexily, "I can't wait to fuck you, Daddy. I wish
they'd let you get a number."
Charlie couldn't speak. He held her tightly, embarrassed at
his lack of control. Terri said, "I have to finish getting
ready, and it feels like you need to change your pants."
They eased apart, slowly. They both looked at the spreading
wet spot over his groin. Terri smiled, patted the spot and said,
"You shouldn't have much trouble treating me like a whore now,
huh?"
He smiled self-consciously and said, "Or calling you one.
I'm sorry. I don't know why I said that."
Terri laughed and brushed hair from his brow, saying, "You
said it because you know I am one."
He studied her pretty face and said, "Are you really, Terri?
I mean do you really see yourself that way?"
"I do now. I certainly will after this little get together.
And you called me Terri again. The next time you slip, I'm going
to tell Mom. I mean it."
"All right. You asked for it, slut. From now on, you are a
fucking whore and I'm going to treat you like one."
Terri smiled, leaned up and kissed his forehead. She turned
him towards the door and pushed gently, saying, "Good, now leave
this whore to her business. I have a show to get ready for."
He paused at the door to say, "Break a leg."
Terri said, "You're the second person today that told me
that. This whore business is beginning to sound dangerous."
Part 28.
Terri applies the finishing touches to her full lips by
applying thick red lipstick. Her mother enters the room carrying
a grocery bag. Terri stands and presents herself for April's
inspection. April studies Tiffany wearing only the tiny string
bikini and likes what she sees. She sets the bag on Terri's bed
and advances on her, kneeling at Terri's feet and dropping the
two front ties to the suit. The crotch pad falls away and
dangles between Terri's legs held by the one string secured to
the chain belt in back. April brings her middle finger to
Terri's vaginal opening and says, "You better bite down, this
might sting a bit."
Before Terri had time to absorb the instructions, her
mother's stiffened finger went fully into her pussy, tearing
through her hymen. Terri went to her tip toes and cried out,
"Ouch!"
April kept her finger deeply embedded and said, "There, that
pesky membrane is history. I can't very well accuse you of being
a whore if you are a biological virgin now can I?" Terri shook
her head and wiped tears from her eyes. April said, "I had hoped
to offer it to Steve Wayne, but I think he'd approve. He'll
still be your first fuck, and you'll find it will go much better
if his big cock isn't the first foreign object you've taken."
April withdrew her finger and examined it, saying, "Good, at
least you don't bleed like a stuck pig the way I did." She went
to the bag and withdrew a rubber cock eight-inches long and
thickly veined. It looked to Terri like a lopped-off penis.
April brought it to Terri's pussy and wet it in her juices. She
fit the cock into Terri's opening and worked it in, twisting and
turning as Terri squirmed and groaned. Terri had a difficult
time taking it as April wanted to insert the entire thing. She
finally managed to get the base past her vaginal ring of muscle
tissue then sat back and smiled, saying, "There, feel stuffed?"
"Oh God, Mom! It feels like it's going to pop out of my
mouth."
"This is nothing, Terri. Pussies are incredibly elastic.
I'll have you taking foot long monsters that are thicker than
your forearm inside a week. I can also teach you exercises that
will keep you tight like a virgin. You will be able to fuck a
horse but still be able to squeeze down on a pencil."
"Can you do that, Mom?"
"Don't be silly. I'm no whore. Why would I want my vagina
turned into a toy for any cock that comes along. Turn around and
bend over. I have one other surprise for you. Grab your cheeks
and smile for me." Terri followed orders. "No! Grab your ass
cheeks you dumb cunt, and get that silly grin off your face."
April went to the bag and returned with a plastic butt plug.
April rudely inserted it in Terri's ass while Terri groaned. She
slapped her ass and said, "Stand and turn around. Now walk up
and down." Terri took baby steps but gradually adjusted to the
novel sensation. After a few trips around the room, she walked
fairly normal. April said, "Perfect, now retie your bottoms,
throw on the robe, and be prepared to make an entrance at my
call. Oh, and Terri. If I'm not satisfied with the way you act,
and you know very well what I want, I'll take a belt to you.
Don't think that because I've never laid a hand on you that I
won't. Things are different, now. Is that understood?"
"Yes, Mother. I'll put on a good show, I promise."
When April left Terri alone, Terri fell forward onto her bed
and began crying. Though resolved to her fate, she none-the-less
had her normal inhibitions and true self-image to contend with.
The thought of her life after the session filled her with dread.
She slowly gathered courage and fought the impulse to call Dr.
Wayne for more support. She listened carefully for noise from
downstairs and soon heard her front door receiving guests. She
recognized every voice and shuddered at the awareness that
practically every neighborhood boy between twelve and
sixteen-years-old was in her house. There were eight in all, not
counting Cindy, Toni, and Jennifer, bringing the total to eleven.
Terri had grown up with those kids and fought a running battle
with the boys to protect her modesty. They were all friends of
Mark. Mark was, in fact, the ring leader. They went to
elaborate extremes to steal her secrets, often with Cindy's help.
Cindy would distract Terri so that a few boys could get low
behind her and gaze up her skirt. Sometimes, Cindy arranged to
hide boys in her room then talked Terri into trying on clothes.
As a consequence, Terri was forever on her guard. They'd get
their fill today, she mused.
Terri had her ear to her door, waiting with anxious
anticipation for her mother's call. Five minutes after the last
boy arrived, she heard, "Terri! Come down here."
Part 29.
Terri took a deep breath, hugged the robe tightly and made
her exit. She took the stairs on trembling legs and advanced
into the living room. The kids sat in a semi-circle around April
with the three girls standing in the back, smiling. Terri was
flushed red as she timidly went to stand beside her mother
facing the center. She noticed that Mark had the best seat,
front and center. The Robinson twins, the same boys that got
into trouble for placing a ladder at her bedroom window and
spying on her, sat on either side of Mark. Brad, Steven, and
Jeff were on Mark's left. Jerry and Brady were on Mark's right.
They were all looking up at her with hopeful expectation.
Terri gulped as April began, saying, "As you all know, my
daughter is here to be punished. Her humiliation is her
punishment, so feel free to look and comment. I trust that you
all secured your parent's permission and that you informed them
that Terri would be in the nude." They all nodded vigorously.
The little liars, thought Terri.
April continued, "Very well. Terri has been doing things
that I personally find immoral and disgusting, but a picture is
worth a thousand words, as they say." With this, April reached
for Terri's robe having to almost pry Terri's paralyzed fingers
from it. With agonizing slowness, it parted fully and was pulled
away. A collective gasp came from the boys at the sight she
presented. She may as well have been naked. Her breast were
bare save for the tiny triangles that barely covered each nipple.
The right triangle had, in fact, slipped off revealing most of
that nipple. They saw a simple gold chain belt securing two
strings that dipped between Terri's legs. They could see that
the strings tied to a patch, but the patch was between her closed
legs. They gawked at the bare pubic mound and at the beginning
of Terri's crack. Their eyes devoured her body from her head to
her high heel clad feet.
April let them absorb the vision for a few minutes, then
said, "This is what Terri spent my money on when she asked to buy
a swim suit. Is this the type of swim suit a nice girl wears,
Mark?"
Mark said, "Heck no!"
"Mark, what kind of girl wants to wear a suit like this?"
"Do you want me to say for real?"
"Yes, be honest."
He smiled and said, "A slut, I guess."
"How about whore, or tramp, or cheap slut?"
"Yeah, all of those."
"Cindy, would you ever wear something like this?"
"No way, I'd die."
"Jennifer?"
"Shit no! I'm not a slut like Terri. I'm sorry, Mrs.
Jennings, but you said be honest."
"Oh, I agree with you one hundred percent. I appreciate
your honesty."
Addressing Toni, she said, "Aren't you Toni Talbert?" Toni
nodded bashfully. "Do you agree with Jennifer?"
"I guess. I know I'd never be caught dead in something like
that. My Mom and Dad would kill me anyway."
"I wouldn't blame them, Toni." Terri took all this while
staring blankly off in space on the verge of hyper-ventilating.
April said, "I caught her standing in her open
window doing a bump and grind with her hands between her legs,
flashing people that walked by on the sidewalk. Did any of you
kids catch her act?"
A sea of heads shook in wonder. "Well some of your parents
did, I'm sure. Terri, remove that suit this instant. It
disgusts me to look at you in that thing."
With trembling fingers, Terri untied the top and let it
drop. She reached behind and released the one tie in back. Her
crotch pad hung between her legs. She released the two front
ties and it fell away leaving her naked except for the chain belt
and high heels. April stopped her from removing the belt and
said, "Now, stand with your feet wide apart since you like
displaying your body so much."
Terri moved her right foot out with an anguished moan.
April wasn't satisfied until Terri had her feet a yard apart.
The boys strained towards the center looking up between Terri's
legs. The three girls laughed nervously at Terri's embarrassment
and at her shaved pussy. Jennifer said, "God, what a slut! She
even shaves her pussy. What's the matter, Terri? Isn't regular
naked good enough for you?"
Part 30.
Jennifer looked to April to see if she'd gone too far.
April smiled and said, "Well, at least one person knows how to
humiliate a girl. What's the matter with you boys? I never
thought you guys would be this quiet?"
April then had to tolerate a barrage of lewd, nasty insults,
along with crude descriptions of what they were seeing. Despite
her anxiety, the exposure made her pussy swell and lubricate.
Her clit poked out dramatically. As yet, no one noticed the tip
of the butt plug. This was partly because Terri had her cheeks
clutched tightly over it. April dropped a stack of pornographic
magazines at Terri's feet and said, "I found these under her
mattress." The boys scrabbled to examine the full glossy
pictures of people fucking and sucking. April then emptied the
contents of her grocery bag between Terri's feet. An assortment
of dildoes, vibrators, and marital aids shocked the young
spectators. April explained, "I found these disgusting things
hidden in her closet." Terri looked down and groaned in further
embarrassment.
The kids went nuts, passing around the lewd devices. More
lewd comments followed. April said, "This calls for a sound
spanking, Terri. Turn around and spread your legs wide. Now
bend over and place your palms flat on the floor between your
feet."
This act brought an instant declaration from several
quarters. "Hey, Mrs. Jennings. Terri has something up her
butt."
April feigned shock and dipped down to look. She grasped
the end and slowly removed the plastic device, saying, "Oh my
Lord. Is there no end to your decadence, Terri? You knew you'd
be showing yourself before these kids. Are you really that
desperate to get the word out? Is that what you want? Do you
want these kids to spread it all over school and the neighborhood
that you are a horny slut?"
Terri took this as her cue, nodded meekly, then said, "I'm
sorry. It all started after I lost that stupid poker game at
Cindy's slumber party."
April picked up on her cue and the two feel right into an
impromptu act. "You, lose at poker! I can't believe that.
You're an excellent poker player."
"I lost on purpose."
"Why, for heaven's sake?"
"I wanted to be their sex slave. I figured they'd make me
lick their pussies, and they did."
Jennifer said, "I figured as much. She's lying, though. We
never made her. You should have seen the slut, Mrs. Jennings.
She was insatiable the way she kept attacking our cunts. She
made a pest of herself, crawling around and trying to lick us
between our legs. She begged us to let her lap our beavers. We
only let her because we felt sorry for her. She was so
pathetic."
"I'm sure she was, and I don't blame you young ladies one
iota. Well, Terri, what have you to say for yourself. Is
Jennifer telling the truth."
"Yes."
"Well, for lying, you've earned additional punishment. I
might as well begin." With that, April began spanking Terri with
hard slaps to her white ass cheeks. Her slaps became centered
over Terri's vulnerable crotch and eventually, April turned her
fingers down and delivered wet slaps to her daughter's pussy.
After a dozen or so, April paused and said, "I feel something
hard where nothing hard should be." She knelt and pried open
Terri's cunt lips exposing the buried dildoe, exclaiming, "Oh
Jesus!" She reached in with finger and thumb and pinched the
base of the fake cock, withdrawing it deliciously slow. She held
the shiny, slick cudgel for everyone to see and said, "This is
unbelievable. I have a good mind to put this back and make you
wear it. In fact, that's exactly what I will do." With that,
April fucked the dildoe back into Terri's wet beaver and left an
inch sticking out. She resumed her spanking, spanking that tip
in the process and driving Terri to wiggling her hips in
invitation. April got up and said, "I need to have a long talk
with your father, Terri. Will you kids excuse me. Terri, don't
you move an inch. Jennifer, I'll leave you in charge. I'm sure
you can keep Terri in line."
Jennifer came forward with a big smile, slapped Terri's ass
hard and said, "Take your time, Mrs. Jennings."
Part 31.
April smiled and left the room. Jennifer, came to stand at
Terri's head overlooking her naked haunches, grabbed a hand full
of blond hair and lifted Terri's head, forcing her to look up.
She said, "You were smart not to call me a liar, bitch! So you
like sucking out twats, huh? I'll bet you like sucking your
mom's, too. Your old lady's getting her jollies. She's probably
back there whacking her clit right now. Are you two sucking each
other off?"
"No, Mom's not like that, Jennifer. It's just me, I swear."
"Bullshit, Terri! I know a con when I see one. You can
act, but she can't act worth shit. She put you up to this,
didn't she? This was all her idea. I'll bet she even put those
things up your ass and cunt, didn't she?"
"No, I did that on my own. She didn't know anything."
"You two are pathetic lezzie sluts, but who cares as long as
we get ours. Ain't that right, Cindy?"
"Yeah, I guess. Hey, Terri, how come you never let on about
your mom? I think it's neat. Did you think I'd get upset? I
thought we were friends."
Mark said, "I'll bet she was afraid you'd tell me. You
would have, wouldn't you?"
"Yeah, probably. Sorry, Terri, but he is my brother."
Terri could think of nothing to say. They'd figured the
situation fairly accurately and she knew it was pointless to
continue trying to defend her sick mother. She wanted to plead
or bargain with them to keep everything a secret, but feared her
mother was eaves dropping. April was, in fact, eaves dropping.
Jennifer released Terri's hair and went to Toni. She and
Cindy caught her by the arms and together they removed the
struggling girl's panties. They dragged her to Terri and sat her
on the floor behing Terri. With the help of several boys, they
moved her legs through Terri's legs until Terri was looking at
Toni's crotch just below her head.
Toni struggled mightily as her skirt was pulled
up and her legs were forced apart. When she heaved and bucked,
her pelvis came dangerously close to hitting Terri in the face.
It was obvious what they expected of Terri, so Terri grabbed Toni
by her small hips and buried her face in Toni's crotch. Toni
stiffened at the obscene contact, but as Terri teased her with
her tongue, Toni's body grew limp. Hands released her as Toni
gave herself over to Terri's impassioned sucking. She finally
went as limp as a rag doll, remaining limp even as the rest of
her clothes were removed. The kids sat all around, mesmerized by
the sight of the two adorable teens engaging in such a perverse
act. Terri got into the performance and wallowed her face
in her friends naked loins. Toni's thin legs widened so far that
they eventually were stopped by contacting Terri's shins.
Jennifer saw this and got inspired. She removed her
pantyhose and ripped them in half at the crotch. She tied Toni's
legs at the knees to Terri's knees. Toni offered no resistance.
She rested on her shoulders and gazed up at Terri's crotch
wiggling overhead. She watched the dildoe gradually working its
way out. Just before it fell, Toni reached up and pushed it back
in. She did this twice more before keeping her hand on it. As
her passions grew, she began working the dildoe in and out and
was soon briskly fucking Terri to drive her to more passionate
mouthings. April walked in on this scene and stood looking down
with her hands on her hips, saying, "Well, I see my slut daughter
has won herself a convert. I'm surprised. Toni seemed like such
a decent young lady. You just can't tell by looking at a girl.
My Terri is proof of that."
Jennifer went over and put her arm around April's waist,
hugging her close. She said, "I was afraid they'd try to
scramble apart before you got back. I thought you should be
aware. Did I do the right thing, April?"
April looked into the girl's mock pouting face, brushed hair
from her eyes and said, "Of course you did, darling. That's why
I put you in charge."
Jennifer placed her left hand over April's heart, laid her
head on April's shoulder, and with impish eyes said, "You're
such a neat Mommy. I wish I had a Mommy like you. April, can I
call you Mommy?"
April felt the girl's hand subtly slide lower over her left
breast and noted the increased pressure. She didn't quite know
what to do with the impetuous girl, but she knew she liked the
girl's style. She found Jennifer's masculine manner extremely
attractive, and she liked the way Jennifer looked. Athletic
females with large breasts had always turned April on. One of
those large breasts was making a warm impression in her side.
Part 32.
The situation reminded April of junior high dances when two
girls tried to dance a slow dance. The awkward first moments
would slowly dissolve as one assumed the lead and the other began
to follow. Until this moment, April felt as though she were in
control, she was directing. After going away, it was clear that
Jennifer had her own agenda. April found herself gradually
following Jennifer's lead. She had no idea where Jennifer was
leading, but feared that if allowed to continue, she and Jennifer
might end up like Terri and Toni. The thought of making love to
a young girl in front of a room full of minors thrilled her. Her
mind tried to weigh all of the possible consequences, including
arrest. She imagined a defense based on her being under therapy,
and could envision Dr. Wayne supporting her. Maybe they could
blame her act on medication. Maybe nothing at all would come of
it. In the end, April decided to follow Jennifer's lead
regardless of where it led.
She looked into Jennifer's eyes and said, "I'd love for you
to call me Mommy, sweetheart."
Jennifer smiled a victory smile and let her hand slide over
April's breast. She gave it a firm squeeze, looking for April's
reaction. When April took a deep breath and thrust her chest
out, Jennifer gave her a much harder squeeze, making April bite
her lower lip. The eyes of the group wandered from Terri and
Toni, to April and Jennifer, and back. Terri had brought Toni to
two orgasms and had one herself. She licked Toni casually while
taking frequent glances at her mother succumbing to Jennifer's
seduction. This more than anything had Terri worried. She
wanted to tell her mother to run before it was too late. Her
mind raced with lurid images of Jennifer dragging her mother
through filth and degradation for her personal amusement and to
assuage her giant ego. In a near panic, Terri tried to think of
a way to lure her mother back.
Impulsively, Terri cried out, "Look, Mother! I'm sucking a
girl's pussy and I don't care who knows or sees." She then
buried her face in Toni's cunt and rubbed her face all around.
She raised up to see Jennifer and her mother smiling down on
her wet face. She saw that Jennifer had unbuttoned her mother's
blouse and had reached her hand into the cup of her bra over her
mother's right tit. She also saw April reach under Jennifer's
arm and cup her big left titty. Terri said, "I'm a whore,
Mother, and there's nothing you can do to stop me. I want
everyone to know."
Jenny released April's bra from the center snap and folded
back the cups, tweaking the nipples to hardness. April squeezed
Jennifer's breast and offered her lips for a kiss. As they
kissed, Terri cried, "I hope they take pictures and spread them
around. I'll pose anyway they want."
Terri watched with anguish as Jennifer released her mother's
skirt. April wore no panties and gingerly stepped free of the
skirt at her feet, then shrugged free of her blouse and bra.
Terri said, "I'm going to let Daddy fuck me, Mother!"
Jennifer's fingers took possession of April's pussy. Terri
saw that her words had only excited her mother and driven her
further under Jennifer's control. She watched as Jennifer leaned
up and whispered something in April's ear. She saw the smile
form on her mother's lips. She hung her head in surrender as her
mother came over and sat under her, bringing her ass up tight to
Toni's. April drew her legs back and out and presented Terri
with two gaping snatches.
Jennifer took up a camera and began snapping pictures,
directing Terri and April. Terri followed the
directions, slavishly licking her tongue through both cracks.
Jennifer took several pictures of April straddling Toni's face
with her face in Terri's ass. April took the end of the dildoe
between her teeth and used her head motion to fuck her daughter,
driving Terri to fits as her mother's face mashed her fevered
cunt on every in-stroke. The boys lined up to offer their small
cocks to Terri's mouth. She sucked each one in turn to the tune
of a clicking shutter. Mark and the twins fucked April while
April sucked Jennifer and Cindy in turn.
Before departing, Jennifer arranged for Terri and April to
get dressed in their finest evening gowns, redo their hair and
makeup, then perform a mother/daughter act in the center of the
living room. As the last kid left, April and Terri disengaged
their mouths from each other's pussies. Each laid, sprawled
naked on their backs in opposite directions. April was the first
to raise up and speak, saying, "Well, fuck it. What's done, is
done. Congratulations Terri. You are now a whore and there's no
going back."
Part 33.
Terri raised up on her elbows, looked at her mother and
said, "Mom, I hate to tell you this, but so are you."
April sat up further, resting on straight arms and said,
"You may be right. Oh well, it could be worse. Suppose we
didn't enjoy it. You did enjoy yourself, didn't you?"
"Yes, I did. I'm not going to enjoy school tomorrow though.
Mom, can I please drop out and do home study or take a GED?"
"No way, Terri. What are you trying to do, ruin my fun?
Haven't you guessed by now that I get off on humiliating you?"
"The thought did cross my mind."
"Yeah, well wait till you see the outfit you are wearing to
school tomorrow. You'll be sent home, I've no doubt, but not
before several hundred students and faculty get a good look at
your intimate secrets."
Terri smiled and said, "Mom, your awful. I don't have to
quit; I'll get kicked out."
"Don't be too sure. I think Dr. Wayne might be able to come
up with a mental condition for you. Not just simple nymphomania,
no, I want something exotic like nympho-exhibitionistic-saphic-
mania with a clothing phobia. He's good at that sort of thing.
If you have a disability the school will be forced to deal with
you not as a disciplinary problem, but as a medical problem. It
could prove very interesting, don't you think?"
"For you, yes. I think I'm going to want to crawl into a
deep hole and die."
"Nonsense. No one can see your cute little pussy in a deep
hole, much less fuck it."
"Mom, speaking of fucking my pussy, when is Dr. Wayne going
to free me of my virginity. I'm still techniquely a virgin, you
know."
"Soon, very soon. Don't act so anxious. You'll spoil my
fun. I'd like to pretend that I'm sacrificing you against your
will. You could at least act like a virgin."
Terri smiled, leaned forward and kissed her mother tenderly
on the lips, settled back with a wry smile and said, "Would you
like lots of kicking and screaming?"
"That would be a nice touch if you don't over do it. I'll
be the one to strip and bind you in position. If you put up too
much of a struggle, I may have to slap you around a little."
"I kinda like that idea. You could even slap me hard, make
it look real, make me cry real tears."
April's face twisted in confusion. "Would you actually want
me to do that, Terri?"
"Sure. I think it would be exciting."
"I'd slap you as hard as I could, even in your face."
"I know. I can take it as long as I know you aren't really
angry with me."
"Honey, if you'd do that for me, I mean really let me slap
you around, I'll kiss your ass and give you twenty minutes to
draw a crowd."
"Mom, after you get me all tied up like you want, why don't
you whip me with a whip or a belt or something, maybe even a thin
switch. Make me beg to get fucked."
"Well, well, is my baby a closet masochist?"
"I don't know. Nobody ever hit me before today. I really
loved it when you started slapping my pussy really hard. I
wanted you to hit harder and use a belt."
"On your pussy?"
"Yes, especially on my pussy. All I've been thinking about
is you whipping my pussy as hard as you can. It would kill me, I
know, but I think I might cum while you're doing it."
"Those are the classic signs. You probably will. It's
settled then, and from now on, young lady, the slightest
infraction will get you the belt, you know where."
Terri smiled and reclined, spreading her legs. She said,
"Mom, I stole five dollars from your purse last week and used it
to buy beer."
April got up and said, "Why you little bitch! Get that ass
up in the air and split those legs wide. I'm going to get the
thinnest belt your father has and beat your cunt raw."
As April stormed off in a mock rage, Terri assumed the
position and cried, "No Mommy, please don't hit my pussy with a
belt! I'll never do it again; I promise!"
April returned waving a thin belt by the buckle. She stood
over Terri's head looking into her daughter's vulnerable spread.
She said, "Maybe this will teach you to be a descent girl." She
lightly swung the belt overhead and brought it down between the
parted lips of Terri's sex.
Part 34.
Terri jerked her legs together, but yelled, "Harder!"
April said, "Get those legs out and keep them out!" Terri
threw her legs out and lifted her loins in offering. The belt
swung down and made a sickening wet thwack in her mushy pussy.
Terri cried but held her legs open. After three more swats, she
urged, "Harder!"
April had been holding back, but slowly increased her power,
amazed that Terri could stand the pain. She saw Terri's crotch
take on a brilliant pink hue and become increasingly wet. She
was ready to quit after delivering ten strokes. Inspired by
Terri's obvious desire for more, she continued. She appeared to
want them harder, so she hit harder. She put all the force she
could into twenty more strokes, drawing blood. On seeing the
first drops of blood, April targeted the spot with a wild fury.
The last five were delivered while Terri begged for mercy, her
legs flailing the air.
April stopped when Terri collapsed. She stood looking
down on the mess she'd made of her daughter's beautiful pussy.
Terri kept her legs apart, trying to get her breath. April
looked up and saw Charlie by the dining room entrance, standing
in open-mouthed horror. April went into her bedroom without a
word to her astonished husband.
Charlie rushed to Terri and took her in his arms. She
relaxed and melted into the embrace. Her father kept saying,
"I'm sorry, I'm sorry!"
Terri whispered, "Daddy, I asked Mom to do that."
He pushed back to look in her face and said, "I don't
understand."
"I don't think I do either."
"Terri, she looked like she was killing you."
"She was. It hurt terribly. She sure did a good job."
"Terri, I can't believe what I'm hearing. Look at your
vagina, sweetheart."
Terri sat back and peered between her legs. Her pussy
looked swollen and raw. Welts decorated her smooth mound and
thin lines of blood trickled from those welts. She traced a
delicate finger over every welt and said, "Wow, this is awesome.
I'm so tender and sensitive. This will take days, maybe weeks to
go away, I'm sure. I wonder if it will swell up some more. Do
you think so, Daddy?"
"Yes, I definitely think so." Terri rubbed hard on the most
damaged area around her clit. Charlie said, "Doesn't that hurt
when you do that?"
"Not much; I'm pretty numb. It looks neat
too. These little cuts are nothing, but look how gruesome it
looks with the blood all smeared around. My pussy looks like raw
hamburger, doesn't it?"
"It looks worse. I wish you'd stop toying with it, Terri.
You need to clean yourself with a medicated soap and apply an
ointment. You don't want an infection, not there especially."
Terri threw her arms around her father's neck and pouted,
"Daddy, doctor me. Doctor my poor pussy, please!"
Charlie shook his head and carried Terri to the dining
table. He laid her out and said, "You just relax. Daddy will
take care of your pussy for you, sweetheart."
"Daddy, don't do too good of a job."
"Why not, for God's sake."
"Mom can't very well put this on display, can she?"
In the bedroom, April was not masturbating to the memory of
a deliciously wicked first experience with sado-masochism. She
stood before her mirror looking into a reflection she did not
want to recognize. A thin belt slipped from her fingers as tears
slipped past her lids.
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This is where TIFFANY chose to end this story. But before you cry,
"Awww, shit! Not again!", here is the good news;- Another writer
called Phil Phantom took up the challenge and finished off this
excellent story in his own inimitable style.... So please enjoy
the rest of the story, this time by Phil Phantom....
Part 35.
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This is where Tiffany decided to end this story. Some
will undoubtedly say, "Good ending." I argued for another part.
Somehow, leaving the main character a virgin goes against my
grain. What about Dr. Wayne's prize? What about the two
mechanics invited to dinner the following night? What about
school and Jennifer? So many loose ends. So here's my ending....
Phil Phantom.
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"Good Doctor Wayne Part VI"
By: Phil Phantom
The first call to Dr. Wayne was from Terri. She said,
"Steve, she did it. Boy did she do it!"
"Did you enjoy yourself?"
"Parts were fantastic, but something happened that I don't
think is good. Jennifer Gordy, one of my friends on the swim
team, got Mom all hot and horny and made her do all sorts of
nasty things. Mom even had sex with some of the boys."
"That's not good, Terri."
"I know, especially not in front of Jennifer. She's a real
bossy bitch. She'll blackmail Mom and me. She took lots of
pictures, too. She has pictures of Mom and me making love like
lesbians and of Mom getting screwed by young boys and sitting on
a young girl's face."
"Shit! Tell me about this Gordy girl."
"Well, she lives with her elderly grandmother. She gets
away with a lot. Her grandmother is the sweetest lady, but she's
so gullible. Jennifer walks all over her."
"Is she a virgin?"
"Not hardly. She brags about her fucks. She uses people to
build up her ego. She'll be trouble, Steve. I'm worried about
Mom. Jennifer has never had a grown-up to boss around. She's
capable of anything."
"I want her phone number."
"Sure, it's 555-5648. What are you going to say to her?"
"Never you mind. Let me handle this. Where is your mother
now?"
"She's in her room. She went there an hour ago. She hasn't
been out since they left. Oh, there's one other thing. Mom was
going to send me to school with a super short dress and no
panties. She wanted everyone to see my pussy. I freaked. I got
her to whip my pussy real hard. She got sort of carried away
and messed it up pretty bad. It's not serious, but it looks real
bad. It was worth it though. She won't want anyone to see it
now. This gives us time to help her vent more steam. She sure
vented a lot today. Maybe she'll be cured before I have to wear
that dress."
"Oh, Terri, you shouldn't have. That was stupid. Why do
you keep resisting me on this? I'm the doctor, remember?"
"I'm not resisting, only stalling. I panicked; I'm sorry."
"Look, you keep your vagina clean and let it get fresh air.
Don't touch it or let anyone else touch it, you hear?"
"Yeah, sure."
"And for God's sake, don't let anyone see it. I'll give
your mother an hour to call me, then I'm calling her. In the
meantime, you stay away from her."
Steve Wayne had to wait thirty minutes before he received
the expected call. April sounded distraught. "Hello, Steve,
this is April Jennings."
"I've been expecting your call. I just spoke with Terri.
You fucked up, you know that, don't you."
"I didn't mean to hit her so hard. I don't know what came
over me, Steve. I went crazy. I feel just terrible, awful."
"I'm not talking about that. That's no big deal. Terri's
fine about the whipping. I'm talking about you getting involved
with those kids. You told me you'd stay out of it. Are you
trying to get yourself thrown in jail?"
"I'm sorry. I lost control. There's this little vixen that
just took over. She melted me. I was putty in her hands. I
think I'm losing my mind. I think I might really be sick,
Steve."
"Nonsense. Let me handle diagnosing mental illness. You're
fine, trust me. Now, as for that Gordy bitch, I talked to her
right before you called. I put the fear of God in her. I spoke
with her grandmother also. Granny will be bringing little Jenny
in for counseling and observation. I'll have her from Friday
morning until Sunday night. Don't worry about Jennifer. By the
time we finish with her, she'll make someone a good pet. As for
those other kids, they left your house and swore an oath of
secrecy. Jenny swears that no one will ever breathe a word. She
will be bringing in the undeveloped film and all the instant
pictures taken. She's probably on the phone right now,
reaffirming their oaths. She thinks she'll be going to juvenile
detention if this leaks out. This could be a blessing in
disguise. You could have two little whores in your stable."
"Good Doctor Wayne"
(originally by TIFFANY)
(Continued By: Phil Phantom)
Part 37.
"Steve, I've been thinking; I don't like this fantasy
anymore. This isn't right. All I ever wanted was to open our
family up sexually. Terri and Charlie love each other so much, I
just wanted them to freely express that love without leaving me
out. This has gotten out of hand. I was trying to please you.
I don't want my daughter becoming a whore, really, I don't. You
put that notion in my head. I just went with it; but now, I know
it's wrong. I want this to stop, Steve. I've thought hard about
it. I hate myself for what I've done to my husband and my
daughter. I need to heal things. Please understand."
There was a long silence, then Steve said, "April, you're
just over-reacting to an experience that got out of hand.
Everything is going along just fine. Terri completely accepts
that you are sick, and that she is helping you. She wants to
help you. She wants a sexually open a free family life just like
you do. She wants to be able to express her love for you and
Charlie, physically as well as emotionally."
"Terri told you in those words?"
"Yes, I swear. She told me that when she was making love to
you in front of all those kids, she pretended that you two were
alone and actually making love. She said she has fantasized that
for years. She wants to be your lover. She adores you, April."
"She actually said that?"
"Yes, and furthermore, she has the hots for her father. She
told me that she wants to have his baby."
"No! She didn't! Did she say that?"
"Yes, she said it in my office this afternoon. Why do you
think she so readily went along with that waiting room scene? It
was because I told her that if she went along with everything I
said, she'd become her father's lover and mistress. She wants
that more than anything."
April's hand strayed to her crotch and her finger slipped
effortlessly between her rapidly moistening slit. "She wants to
be his mistress. She said that before we did any of this?"
"That's right. If you back out now, you'll destroy her.
She'll feel rejected. She may withdraw, become depressed, maybe
even suicidal."
April's finger entered her wet cunt deeply. She said, "I
don't want that."
"Of course you don't. We must go forward. You see that,
don't you?"
"Yes, I suppose so, but not like before. I don't want this
whore business to continue. Only her father. Really, Steve. I
don't want Terri used by other men."
"Well, now, April. I do believe you owe me. You did
promise to make Terri available to me twenty-four hours a day.
You promised me her cherry and even offered to deliver her if I
helped you. You do remember saying that."
"Well, yes, but that was before."
"I'm sorry, April, but that was the agreement. If you want
my help in straightening out this mess you got yourself into, I
expect you to stand by our agreement."
"But Steve..."
"No buts. Unless I get involved with the Jennifer girl, you
are in for trouble. Those pictures alone can get you twenty
years."
"Dr. Wayne, this is blackmail."
"This is business. We had an agreement."
"Will it just be you?"
"It will be me and anyone I choose to share her with."
"Please, don't do this, Steve!"
"I'm sorry, April. I insist. If you don't want the whore,
I do."
"She's not a whore, Steve. She really is a good kid."
"She'll be a whore when she's with me."
"I'm not going to pretend that I want her to be a whore. I
can't, not anymore. I can't act, Steve."
"Yes, Bud did mention that. Okay, I'll tell you what, I'll
think of something. You go ahead and be yourself, act any way
you like, but remember our agreement. When I call; you deliver."
"I understand. What ever you come up with, don't involve
me, okay. I'm telling Terri that I'm cured."
"I may come up with a scenario where you are forced to
participate. Will you go along with that?"
"Well, I guess, if I have no choice, and Terri knows that."
"Leave it to me. Oh, and see that no one sees those welts
on her cunt."
"You didn't have to tell me that. I'm so ashamed of what
I've done. Oh, no! Those mechanics are coming over tomorrow
night. Monica is out of town and I don't know who they are."
"Don't run out, they might get nasty. You started this; you
finish it. Just make sure that you get all the attention, not
Terri."
"Good Doctor Wayne"
(originally by TIFFANY)
(Continued By: Phil Phantom)
Part 38.
"No, this is terrible. I don't want this now. They're
expecting sex with me tomorrow with the promise of having Terri
later in the week if they leave her alone tomorrow night."
"Sounds like you have a problem. I'm sure you'll think of
something. Stay in touch and let me know when my little whore is
all better."
After hanging up with Steve, April freshened her make-up and
brushed her hair. She put on a modest dress and went to Terri's
room. She knocked timidly. Terri said, "It's not locked."
April opened the door and saw her daughter lying naked on
her bed reading a book. She had her legs apart with a small fan
blowing on her beaver. April eased inside. Terri said, "I spoke
with Dr. Wayne. He suggested I give it air. This feels good."
April came and sat at Terri's left hip. She looked down at
the medicated cream covered welts and winced. She looked to
Terri and said, "I'm so very sorry, sweetheart. Can you ever
forgive me?"
Terri rose to her elbows and said, "Mom, don't worry about
it. I asked you to do it. It was great. I loved it. I just
need time to heal, and we can do it again."
"Never, never again. Terri, I'm not sick anymore. You
healed me; I'm cured. I just spoke with Dr. Wayne, too. It
worked! His therapy worked, and he gave all the credit to you.
He told me what you did. Oh sweetheart, I love you so much. You
saved my life."
Tears formed in both their eyes as they fell into a tight
embrace. Terri squeezed her naked chest to her mother and cried,
"Oh, Mom! I was so worried about you. That was awful. Oh,
Mommy, I love you so, so much. I would have done anything for
you, anything at all."
"I know, and you almost did. Can you ever forgive me for
the things I said to you, the names I called you, and things I
made you do?"
"Don't be silly, Mom. You were sick. That's like
apologizing for throwing up when you get the flu. Do you really
feel normal again?"
"Yes, one hundred percent, back to my old self, same old
tired, boring Mom."
"Wow, that was a quick cure. Suddenly I feel naked."
"Honey, you are naked."
"I know, but if you're back to your old self, being naked in
front of you feels funny."
"Sweetheart, we can't pretend that the things we did never
happened. I don't want to go back to the way things were. We
broke some barriers that needed breaking. You should feel free
to go naked in your own home, so should me and your father. We
should feel free to express our love for each other, physically
and emotionally. If anything good comes of this, that must be
it. Sometimes, I just want to hold you and feel you close to me.
Sometimes I want to kiss you, not a motherly peck, but a genuine
kiss. Do you understand?"
Terri studied her mother's face, trying to detect signs of
the old April. She nodded, a little unsure. She said, "I think
I'd like that too."
"I know your father loves you, Terri. He loves you
physically as well as emotionally. He desires you as a man
desires a woman. I think you desire him too. I think that's
healthy. I want you to know that if you and your father want to
develop a physical relationship, you'll get my complete support."
"Mom, are you sure you're all right?"
"Yes, I'm being honest. I'm dead serious about this. I
felt this way long before my sickness surfaced. I just never had
the courage to say it. Don't worry, I won't be pushing you and
your father together, not ever again. I just want you to know,
you have that option with my blessing. I'll tell him the same
thing. Where you two go from here is completely up to you guys."
"Wow, Mom. That's heavy. I doubt that anything will come
of this. You know daddy. I certainly won't start anything. If
he wanted to, you know, do it with me, I think I'd let him."
"He may surprise you. I'd like to see you two get
together."
"What, to watch?"
"No, silly. I told you, I'm cured of that. I mean, I'd be
happy knowing that you two were having a sexual relationship. I
wouldn't even mind if he got you pregnant."
Terri jerked back in surprise, staring hard at her mother.
"What? Mom,you can't be serious."
"I'm full of surprises, huh?"
"I'll say."
"Good Doctor Wayne"
(originally by TIFFANY)
(Continued By: Phil Phantom)
Part 39.
They looked hard into each other's eyes. Slowly, April
brought her face closer. Terri held still. Inches separated
their lips, then millimeters. Their lips touched softly.
Terri's lips were passive, but April's lips encompassed hers and
increased the pressure. April's hands moved around Terri in a
lover's embrace. The kiss grew stronger. Her breathing
increased. Terri became limp as her mother lowered her back to
the mattress. April's hand delicately, lovingly flowed over her
face as her tongue slipped out and teased at her lips seeking
entry. Terri's breathing increased as April's hand went to her
breasts. Terri let her mouth fall slack, allowing the tongue to
enter. Soon, that tongue danced in her mouth and swabbed her
tonsils while her mother's fingers rolled her nipples.
Terri's mind raced trying to keep up, trying to put things
in perspective. She couldn't decide who was making love to her,
her old mom, or the new mom. April kept the mouth contact while
shucking off the dress. The kiss was awkwardly maintained while
April stripped completely. She then got on the bed, bringing her
nude body against Terri's, running her hands all over, but
avoiding her injured crotch. Terri warmed to the sensuous touch
and passionate kiss. Her tongue soon gave as good as it got, and
her hands freely explored her mother's body.
April broke the kiss and started planting tender kisses all
over Terri's face and chest, stopping to suck her nipples. She
paused between kisses to say, "I'm not shy. I want us to be
lovers, Terri. I love your body. I adore it. I can't wait
until your pussy heals so that I can love you properly. I want
to taste you so badly."
April quickly reversed her position lying on her side with
her head over Terri's crotch. She planted tender kisses on every
welt and breathed in her daughter's vaginal musk. Terri glanced
to her left and saw her mother's vagina at her left shoulder.
Her mother brought her right leg up, opening herself to Terri's
eyes. As the kisses became more feverish, the crotch came nearer
and the gap grew wider. Terri saw her mother tilting her pelvis
provocatively in open invitation. Terri wasn't sure she wanted
to carry on a lesbian lover's relationship with her mother,
especially if things were supposed to be normal. Her mother's
need and hunger was most obvious. She thought she should at
least return the tender kisses she was getting. She leaned over
and pressed her lips to her mother's nether lips.
April rolled atop Terri at the first contact and straddled
Terri's astonished face. Terri looked into her mother's wide
open wet gash as it descended to her mouth. Terri held steady as
April used her sensitive cunt to feel around for her mouth. On
finding it, she began humping her cunt on it. April used her
hands to push her way up Terri's torso until she knelt upright,
looking down on her daughter's cunt smothered head. Terri
surrendered and applied herself to getting her mother off,
literally. She knew that the sooner she came, the sooner she'd
go.
Terri tongued her mother's cunt as she'd done in the waiting
room, this time, putting on a show for her mother. April watched
and said, "Oh, yes, baby. You love sucking Mommy's pussy, don't
you. Oh, Honey, that feels so good! Eat me, baby. Eat Mommy's
cunt! I wish I could do you, sweetheart. You must be suffering
so. Oh, yes! Suck on my clitty. Yes! YES!"
Terri drove her mother to a great climax and followed her
heaving bucking pelvis. She lapped at the flowing juices
afterwards as April returned to Earth. After several minutes of
hard breathing, April slowly disengaged herself and sat looking
down on Terri's wet face. She bent forward and kissed Terri's
cunt-soaked lips, and said, "I'll have to owe you. You keep
track; I'll pay you back, two for one. That was wonderful,
sweetheart. I love you so much, darling."
"I love you too, Mom."
April sat up and took on a more serious countenance, saying,
"We have a little problem, Terri. Those men are coming to dinner
tomorrow night. They aren't friends of Grandpa's, but I think
you knew that. I can't undo it. They've been promised sex with
me tomorrow, and sex with you later in the week. Monica warned
me that these guys are tough characters and that they'd hold me
to it. I don't know what to do."
"Can't you just call it off?"
"I can't reach them. Monica is out of town."
"Let's go out."
"They'd come back, and be real pissed. Who knows what
they're capable of."
"Well, I don't know what, then. I don't want them fucking
me if you're all better."
"I don't want them fucking either of us."
"Maybe they'll take money instead. Maybe you can reason
with them."
Part 40.
"I'll try, but I may have to put out. Don't worry, you
won't, even if I have to put out twice or three times and pay
money."
"Mom, if there's no other way, I suppose I could. I mean,
I've gone this far, right? I'm not really a virgin, not after
that dildoe. If they'll use condoms, I'll let them do it."
"That's sweet, dear, but this is my problem. I'll handle
it. I'll feed them, then take them somewhere, maybe to a motel
or something. Don't think about it, okay?"
"Okay, but if you can't get out of it, remember, I'll help."
April received a call from Dr. Wayne at noon the next day.
"Hello, April, this is Steve. I've got good news to report."
"Great, I could use it."
"You can forget about the Jennifer incident. We have
everything under control. I have all the pictures and the film."
"How did you do it?"
"It was too easy. I'm good, what can I say. I told her
that she came between a doctor and patient, exploited a sick
person, and bent that person's illness to satisfy her perverse
desires. I told her that if word of that got out she could spend
her youth in juvenile detention, probably until she was twenty-
one. She was already feeling guilty about what they'd done. She
believes everything I say. I turned her over to Marsha for
training. She has her till Sunday. Right now, Jennifer is buck
naked, bound hand and foot, and being kept under Marsha's desk.
Marsha's not wearing panties. She's been drinking coffee all
morning and hasn't made a pit stop since she got Jennifer. You
figure it out."
"My God, is Marsha urinating on Jennifer?"
"She better not be. I just had this place carpeted. No, I
happen to know that Marsha is a piss freak. My guess is she has
Jennifer drinking from the tap - recycled coffee."
"Jesus. That's sick."
"Hey, I'll decide what's sick. I'm a doctor, you know."
"So I've heard."
"I just called to let you know, I've got it all figured out.
It's so simple, it's beautiful. Blackmail, plain and straight."
"I need it simpler."
"Look, I've got the pictures. All I have to do is threaten
to expose you by turning these over to the police. If I did,
you'd go directly to jail. When you bring Terri to the office,
I'll confront you with the pictures, make my threats, list my
demands, bingo, I've got a whore. You'll do what I say to stay
out of jail; Terri will do what you say to keep you from going to
jail. It's beautiful."
"She'll be devastated to learn that you are a blackmailer.
She admires you."
"Yeah, well, she'll admire me more when I get eight inches
up her twat. Besides, who gives a shit if a whore admires you.
She's just a fuck."
"Come on, Steve. I know you are deeper than that."
"All right. Look, it's the best I can come up with. I'll
just tell her that I had to have her no matter what, even to the
point of stooping to blackmail."
"That might soften the blow. It is rather flattering. I
still can't act, you know."
"Okay, I'll make it easy for you. Let's just make it real
blackmail. You just have Terri in my office next Friday night at
eight. She should be healed nicely by then. Just be yourself,
but don't think I'm kidding around. If I don't get my whore,
your ass will go to jail. Bye love!"
April hung up the phone. She didn't quite know how to take
his threat, but for her own peace of mind, knowing what she had
to do, she opted to take him seriously. Her finger slipped into
her panties and she went in search of Terri.
Part 41.
At six-thirty, thirty minutes before the men were to arrive,
April put the finishing touches to her makeup. Terri was
handling the dinner. April thought it best if Terri wore loose-
fitting jeans and a sweat shirt. Her hair was uncombed, she wore
no makeup, and her breasts were bound flat with an ace wrap
bandage. They went out of their way to make Terri look
undesirable. They were successful to a degree, but Terri's
natural beauty and femininity showed through. April, on the
other hand, went out of her way to look attractive. Her short
dress accented her fine legs, and the open bodice showed cleavage
and the creamy swells of her breasts. She wore high heels and
pattern stockings, applied expensive perfume liberally, and did
her nails.
She entered the kitchen and did a twirl for Terri. "How do
I look?"
"You look like you want to get laid."
"I suppose that is the idea. I mainly wanted to look better
than you. I'm not sure I managed to do that. Maybe a mud pack
on your face would even us up."
"Oh, Mom, stop it." Terri smiled, then turned her attention
to stirring gravy.
April came up behind her, slipped her arms around her a
cupped Terri's breasts, whispering softly in her ear, "Terri,
darling, Mommy's horny again."
"Mom, you're always horny, I've got to finish this unless
you like lumpy gravy."
"I just need a little clitty suck. You can let that simmer.
I'm not wearing panties. We can do it right here, just kneel."
"Mom, Daddy's in the next room."
"So, he knows we're lovers."
"Mom, I wish you'd stop using that term and calling me
darling. I'm your daughter; you're my mother. We love each
other, we enjoy sex together, but we aren't lovers, okay?"
April backed away, hurt. She said, "Sure, whatever you
say."
Terri took the gravy off the burner and turned to face her
mother. She reached out and took her shoulders, saying, "I'm
sorry, Mom. I didn't mean it to come out that way. It's just
that I don't like thinking that what we have is some lesbian love
affair. It's so dykie sounding. Look, let me get you off real
quick."
Terri dropped to her knees and went under April's skirt and
soon had April's clit between her sucking lips. April quickly
forgot her hurt feelings and raised her skirts to watch. She
widened her stance and thrust out her pelvis. Terri sucked
voraciously, taking a big mouthful, sucking hard, and shaking her
head. April cooed, "Ohhh, yesss! Oh, honey, yes! Suck Mommy's
cunt, baby. This makes twenty-two I owe you."
Terri stopped to say, "Nine, Mother. I told you that I
don't want two for one, and if you're going to keep track, at
least keep track properly. We did it four times last night,
three this morning, one after your bath, and this makes nine."
"You talk too much. Go back to sucking." Terri buried her
head in her mother's loins and sucked all the harder. April
said, "I was just giving you the benefit of the doubt. I didn't
know you were counting."
Terri broke contact again to say, "I wasn't counting, and I
don't want to count. I don't want you to count either. Let's
just do it when we feel like it, okay?"
April pulled at Terri's shirt, saying, "Come on, get up. I
can tell you aren't into this."
"I was in the middle of cooking dinner, Mom."
"I know, I was just on edge. I thought it might help."
"Mom, don't you think you should put panties on, maybe
pantyhose, too? If they see this, they'll think you want it. I
thought you were going to come across as a descent woman that got
a crazy idea, then changed her mind."
"I am. I was going to put panties on, but not before a
clitty suck."
"You better hurry. They'll be here any minute. Did you
tell Daddy what's going on?"
"Yes, I told him everything. He understands. He just wants
them out of here as quickly as possible."
"Does he know you might go to a motel?"
"Yes, he knows. Look, I better hurry. Fix that gravy."
At ten after six, the door shook under a heavy fist. April
rose and said, "I think that's for me."
Part 42.
She opened the door and saw two large men in fresh work
clothes. They wore embroidered name patches over their left
breast. One said Buck, the other said Earl. Buck was a tall,
tattooed, burly, barrel-chested man. Earl was shorter, stockier,
and had a full, long red beard. They both eyed April up and down
appreciatively. Buck said, "Monica said you were a fox, but you
are one classy fox."
April extended her hand like a lady and said, "April
Jennings. I see that you must be Buck, and you must be Earl."
The other one said, "Actually, I'm Buck, and he's Earl. We
wear each other's shirts to throw people off."
"Well you sure fooled me. Look, could we talk outside for a
moment?" She eased out and closed the door. She turned to face
the two men and said, "Look, I'm afraid there's been a
misunderstanding. I said some crazy things to Monica, just
trying to freak her out. I never intended it to go this far. It
was a joke. Before I could stop it, she went out of town. I had
no idea how to contact you guys. I did cook dinner. You're
welcome to stay and eat with us. I feel just terrible about
this."
Earl, the un bearded tall one, said, "We missed out on a
cock fight for this. We showered and everything. We were
promised food, beer, and pussy. If we don't get food, beer, and
pussy, we are going to become very nasty, ain't that right,
Earl?"
"I'm Buck; you're Earl, remember."
"Ain't that right, Buck?"
"That's right,lady. We get real mean without beer, food,
and pussy, mostly pussy, hugh Buck?"
"I'm Earl, you Idiot."
"Says Buck on your shirt."
"Fuck the shirt, I'm Earl, You're Buck."
"I don't want to fuck no shirt, Buck. I want to fuck this
lady's pussy."
The tall one said to April, "Well, you heard him, ma'am. He
want's to fuck your pussy. Once Earl makes up his mind about a
pussy, the only thing the owner can do is get the legs out of the
way."
April found their crude silly banter amusing. They
instantly put her at ease. She remembered how taken with them
Monica was. She remembered her saying they were well hung and
could fuck her into a stupor. A mischievous smile spread across
her face. She said, "Are you sure that's Earl?"
"Yes, ma'am, says so right on his shirt, there, E-A-R-L,
Earl."
"All right, you two. You'll get your food. You'll get all
the beer you can drink. And, yes, you'll get all the pussy you
want, but not here, at least not the pussy. I want to make it
clear that my daughter is not a part of this, now or ever, take
it or leave it."
The bearded one said, "Fair enough. You sure you got enough
pussy to go around?"
"Yes, I'm sure. After you eat, we'll get a motel, okay?"
"Sure thing," said the tall one, "but we ain't sleepy, are
we Buck?"
"Not so fast, Buck. After we drink all her beer, eat all
her food, and fuck her pussy raw, we probably could use a nap in
that motel."
"You're right, Buck. She looks like she has a real squeeze
box. Them tight pussies wear me out. Ma'am, if you'll do the
driving, we'd love that motel offer."
"You get the pussy at the motel."
"Here that Earl. We're getting pussy at the motel too."
"Shit, Earl. I ain't never had pussy in my sleep before"
April laughed and stomped her foot. "Stop it you clowns.
You know what I mean. My family is in there. You behave
yourselves. Come on, lets get you guys watered and fed."
April led the way. Just inside the door the tall guy goosed
her hard. April jumped two feet, spun around and playfully shook
her finger at him. She led them into the dining room. Charlie
and Terri were already seated - Charlie at the head, Terri to his
right. April said, "Terri, Charlie, these are my friends, Buck
and Earl. Don't ask which is which, they don't know and the tags
don't matter."
The tall guy went right up to Charlie and took his hand with
both of his, shaking it hard and fast, saying, "It's a pleasure
to meet you, Chuck. You're a hell of a guy, sharing your food,
beer, and pussy with a couple of bums like us."
Part 43.
Charlie sat dumbfounded. April placed a hand to cover her
smile and shook her head. The Bearded one stepped up and
likewise shook Charlie's hand, saying, "I can tell by looking at
you that you are a real buddy. You know what a real buddy is
Chuck?" Charlie shook his head weakly. "A real buddy is one
that goes out and gets two blow jobs, comes back and gives you
one." Beard slapped Charlie's back and cried, "Ain't that a
scream?"
Tall went around to Terri and helped her to her feet. He
picked her up in his arms, hefted her, and said, "Look at this
Earl, It's a miniature version of April. Feel how light she is."
With that, Tall tossed Terri across the table into the arms
of Beard. Terri let out a squeal as she flew through space.
Beard caught her with ease, hefting her for himself. He said,
"Damn, Earl, I think she's hollow." He held her cradled in one
arm, flipped up her sweat shirt, baring her taunt belly, and
thumped it like a watermelon. "She ain't hollow, but she's
ripe."
April said, "Okay, put her down."
Beard set her down. "Just having a little fun, April.
Earl's the child molester. He's the one you gotta watch."
Tall said, "That's right, if you turn your back, Earl will
have her screwed, blewed, and tattooed before you can say my
Terri is not that kind of girl."
Beard said, "That's right, before you can get it out of your
mouth, she will be. You better keep a sharp eye on Earl."
April suppressed a laugh and said, "Will you two sit down so
we can eat. I'll get you a beer."
They took seats side by side across from Terri on Charlie's
left. Tall said, "Better put a six pack on the table. We don't
want you putting any unnecessary milage on that pussy going back
and forth for beer."
Beard leaned over to Charlie and said, "It's a proven fact,
Chuck, with every step a woman takes, she rubs two microns of
pussy away. I knew this marathon runner woman once. You could
stick your head in and wiggle your ears, that's no shit. Say,
Chuck, has April done any heavy walking or running?"
April returned with a six pack and said, "I heard that. The
answer is no, but if you two don't behave, I'm taking a few laps
around the block."
April leaned across Tall to set the six pack between the
two. Tall pulled her onto his lap on her back and shoved his
hand up her skirt. April kicked, squealed and giggled as Tall
wormed in under her panty legband and entered her wet pussy. He
said, "Hell, we haven't checked you out, yet. We might want you
to take a few laps. Can't stand no Black and Decker pecker
wrecker chewing the skin off my weasel." Tall ripped the panties
off April and returned to fingering her pussy. April relaxed and
let him have his way, enjoying the lewd attention. Tall said, "I
don't know, Buck, she's awful damn tight. Maybe you better
check." Tall lifted April by the hips and turned her up-side-
down. Her skirts fell over his arms exposing her naked ass as he
passed her to Beard. Beard took the hand-off and laid April on
his lap with her head resting in Tall's lap. He jammed his thump
up her twat and said, "Damn tight pussy, Buck." He looked at
April and asked, "Are you sure you're married?"
"Yes I'm sure."
"How long?"
"Fifteen years."
"No way." Tall got up and went to Charlie. He lifted
Charlie to his toes by his collar, unbuckled his belt, released
the pants snap and pulled the zipper down. With one motion, he
dropped Charlie's pants and underwear. Terri cupped her hand
over her mouth. April got up to see what Tall was doing.
Charlie's penis was shriveled and drawn into the pubic hair,
making him look like a little boy. Charlie's face was beet red
as Tall said, "Well here's your problem, April. Your husband's
got no dick. This here is a pecker. You need a cock to properly
break in a pussy."
With that, he set Charlie down. Charlie hurriedly gathered
up his pants as Tall opened his fly. All eyes watched as Tall
dramatically reached in and drew out a thick slab of man meat.
He slapped it on the table by Charlie's plate. It wasn't even
hard and was ten inches long. April got up and turned for a
better look, obviously impressed. Tall said, "This is a cock,
April."
Part 44.
April got on Beard's lap and leaned over the corner on her
elbows. Her eyes feasted on the magnificent cock. Her hand came
down and stroked it. She curled her finger around it and lifted
it free of the table. Blood pumped into the mighty member. Her
hand squeezed, feeling his pulse. It grew in her fist, prying
her fingers open. It rose, arching towards the ceiling as April
began pumping. Tall stood tall and put his cock on proud display
as it reached full erection of eleven inches and as thick as a
large cucumber with a head the size of a small apple.
April, as though magically drawn to it stood, and leaned
over the cock. She took it in her mouth, just managing to get
the head inside. She pumped and moaned delicious noises as Beard
fumbled with her skirts and set his cock at her pussy. He drew
back on her hips and sank his head in her stretched cunt, making
her groan. Tall said, "Of course, mine ain't near as big as
Earl's."
April looked up as Beard drew back for another plunge. He
sank eight inches in her, knocking her breath out and making her
fall forward on the table. She cried, "Oh Lord!"
Beard forced another two inches in her and had four left
out. He began sawing in and out, gaining further entry with each
instroke. April groaned with every thrust, but arched her ass
back to meet him. Tall walked around to Terri and stood at her
side with his cock in her face, bobbing under her nose. "Ever
see one this big, Terri?"
She looked up sheepishly and said, "No, I didn't know they
got that big."
April looked over and saw Tall rubbing his cockhead against
Terri's lips. She wanted to say something but Beard made another
lunge, making talk impossible. She watched Terri gradually turn
head-on and open her mouth wide. Her lips ran over the crown and
she took in the massive head, bulging her cheeks. Tall placed
her hands on his shaft and Terri began jacking and sucking.
April's pussy slowly adjusted to the huge intruder and she never
felt anything so erotic and exciting. Her ass wiggled on the
plunging shaft while she watched Terri sucking Tall. The action
grew in intensity from both groups. Charlie sat between them,
stunned and alarmed, feeling totally helpless.
April came first, crying out, "Oh, God! Fuck me! Earl,
Buck, whoever you are, fuck me hard, please!"
Terri pumped faster and sucked harder. The cock swelled and
burst hot sperm deep down her throat. She could feel the streams
jetting up his urethra and into her mouth. She sucked and
swallowed, but some leaked out at the corners and drooled down
her neck. April was awed by the sight and shouted, "Suck that
cock, Terri! Suck it, baby!"
After their release. they stripped and then stripped April.
They settled down to eat and drink as April fawned over them and
their cocks. After a hearty meal, Tall laid April on her back on
the table and screwed her silly. After Tall, Beard flipped her
over and screwed her from the rear. They drank another six pack
and told dirty jokes, then took April, two six packs, and left.
Terri and Charlie were still in their seats. They got up
and walked into the living room. They sat on the sofa together.
Terri drew her father into her shoulder and kissed his forehead.
She stroked his bangs and said, "Are you all right?"
"I'm okay. Your mom was having fun. I don't blame her."
"Mom loves you Daddy, you know that."
"I know, honey, but a woman needs more than love."
"I suppose. She did look happy." They sat in silence, each
thinking personal thoughts. Terri got up and whipped her
sweatshirt off, saying, "I've got to get out of this damn
wrapping, and these pants are chafing my you know what. I may
need some doctoring. Do you mind?"
"No, not at all. I'll get the stuff."
Terri stripped and cleared a space on the table. Charlie
brought out the surgical soap and cream. Terri climbed up on the
table and laid on her back with her knees drawn up and spread.
Charlie filled a bowel with warm water and came over. He
immediately set to work, gently lathering her pussy. Terri
watched him work with love in her eyes. She looked past to his
crotch and noticed the bulge. She got up on her elbows and said,
"Daddy, I want you to make love to me."
He stopped and looked up. "What?"
"You heard me. I want you."
"Honey, we can't."
"Yes we can. Just clean your penis with the surgical soap
and put it in. I want you to do it."
"Are you sure, Terri?"
"I'm positive."
Charlie dropped his pants, scrubbed his cock and balls, then
fucked his daughter. They came together and collapsed in a
lover's embrace. Terri said, "I love you, Daddy. I want to be
your mistress. I'll never turn you down."
"I love you, Terri. Your mother said she wouldn't mind. I
believe her. I think I'd like that.
Part 45.
One week later, Charlie, Terri and April arrived at Dr.
Wayne's office. They weren't alone. Besides Dr. Wayne, there
were twenty-two others, including Monica. Two chairs were
centered on Dr. Wayne's desk. He stood before the desk, leaning
back against it with folded arms. He motioned April and Terri
into the seats. April looked properly nervous. Terri was also
nervous. The people were all around, some standing, some
sitting. Terri recognized the two men from the waiting room.
April saw the elderly couple from the first day. Charlie joined
those standing as Terri and April took the seats.
Dr. Wayne dropped a packet of eight by ten photos on April's
lap and said, "Look them over."
April was genuinely shocked at the pictures she saw. Terri
looked in from the side. Steve said, "Needless to say, if the
authorities ever got a hold of those, you'd be put away for many
years, April. I truly hate to put this to you this way, but the
fact is you have something I want, and I'll do whatever it takes
to get it."
"What, you know we don't have much money."
"I don't want money, I want your daughter."
"What, you can't be serious."
"Oh I am. Let me be more specific, April. I want Terri at
my beck and call ready to suck or fuck me or anyone I designate.
In short, I want ownership of her body. You can maintain her,
but you must relinquish her to me on demand."
Terri sat in stunned disbelief. April showed equal concern
and put a reassuring arm around her daughter. She said, "If this
is some kind of sick joke, Dr. Wayne..."
"It's no joke, April. I'm ready to call the police right
now unless you agree with my terms unconditionally. I'm dead
serious."
Sweat beaded on April's brow. She looked to Charlie for
support. Charlie, as usual, looked helpless. Steve said, "I
want your answer in five seconds or I'll have Marsha make the
call. Once the call is placed, I'm withdrawing the offer.
One...two...three...four..."
"All right. I'll agree." She turned to Terri and said,
"I'm sorry, Terri, but he has us over a barrel."
"I know, Mom. It's all right. It's not your fault, it's
his." Terri glared at Steve.
Steve took his finger off the intercom button and said,
"Good, now strip your daughter and bind her to my couch. The
bindings are attached. Cuff her hands at the top."
April stood and helped Terri to her feet. Terri stood
passive as April stripped her. She let her mother place her in
position but began trembling. April first secured her wrists
over her head, then brought her left leg back near her shoulder
and looped a velcro strap around her ankle, pining her foot in
line with her head. When she did the same with her right leg,
Terri let out an anguished groan. Her sex was lifted, totally
open and vulnerable. April stood back and said, there, are you
happy?"
"I'll let you know after I fuck her. I see she healed up
nicely, fresh shave." He dropped his pants as the crowd pressed
in. He knelt at her ass and aimed his cock at her hole. Other
men were getting out of their pants and getting in line as Steve
entered her. Terri moaned as he sank in to his balls in her
aroused pussy. She looked into his eyes and said, "I guess this
makes me your whore now, huh?"
Steve stroked in and out, then said, "That's right, Terri.
Do you have a problem with that?"
"No, it seems to be my destiny."
THE END.
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as I did....
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