---

.....12980 home .....12982

Seductive Reasoning ....(94k)    by Tracy Kaye

BROTHERLY LUST "My problem is that I love my brother," Diane said hesitantly. Curt waited for her to continue. She had a lovely quality of untouched innocence. "I'm afraid that's it," Diane said helplessly. "I love my brother completely. And I can't even stand the thought of sex with anyone else."

Curt swallowed tightly, trying to keep his shock from showing. Carefully, he looked at her short blonde hair, then down at her slender little body, imagining the delights they could have together. This was going to be a honey of a case, he decided.

"Do you enjoy having sex with your brother?"

"It's tearing us both apart. What will happen if my parents find out? They would absolutely die!"

CHAPTER ONE

Curt glanced up from the large walnut desk as his redheaded young receptionist came into the office and closed the door behind her. "When did you set up Miss Fuller's next appointment for, Sue?" he asked, leaning back in his chair.

"She'll be coming in next Monday, doctor. I knew you wanted to see her again as soon as possible."

"That's right," he agreed. His mind quickly reviewed the treatment of his latest patient. "She's been coming along nicely in the last few sessions. But she is in a critical stage right now, and she needs to be treated carefully."

"The wonderful Doctor Jennings," Sue retorted. Her green eyes were wide with innocence. "It's so thrilling the way you take such loving care of your patients."

Curt rose and smiled at her mockingly. He wasn't about to be baited by this green-eyed minx. "I try my best, honey. And no one seems to complain. Which might explain why I've got a successful practice."

"What do you practice, doctor? I've always wondered about that. Of course, I'm not an authority, but-"

"Then let me explain," Curt cut in. "For your information, psychiatry is an open and developing field in a constant state of flux. In short, it's dynamic. I prefer to consider myself as one of its modem pioneers; what I am concerned with is developing a viable therapy for the increased emotional and sexual satisfactions of my clients." He paused and looked at her. "Do you understand any better now?"

"Not really. Am I supposed to?"

"No," he grinned. "But were you asking me a question or trying to get a rise?"

"A little of both," she admitted. "But seriously, I've never met a doctor who operates quite like you do."

"Honey, it's really very simple," he explained. "Clients come to me with problems; certain needs of theirs aren't being met. It's up to me to help them satisfy those needs."

"You should have said so in the first place," Sue laughed. Her green eyes narrowed as she peered up at him. "Because it happens that I have a certain need ... the same as Miss Fuller's."

"What's on the schedule for the rest of today, Sue?" he stalled, trying to head her off. He had just finished giving Amy Fuller the finest fuck of her life. So he wasn't anxious to go another round with Sue right now. A man could only handle so much, and Sue wasn't a girl who would be satisfied by half-hearted measures.

"You have a two-hour break for lunch, darling," she whispered, snuggling up to him. Her high, pointy breasts pressed firmly into his chest. He felt her soft belly rubbing against his crotch with sensuous heat. "So what do you think?" she prompted, teasing the outline of his cock with her fingers.

"You've been getting greedy lately. Not that I mind, but I have to save some for my patients. You never know what might be coming up.", Sue grinned wickedly. "Something's coming up, all right. And I've got just the place to put it!"

Curt groaned as his much-used prick began to stiffen and swell under her loving care. He realized that he'd better give in gracefully or she'd probably end up raping him. As little as she was, she could be an absolute tigress when aroused. He lifted her lovely face up to his. For a few seconds he breathed in the sweet perfume of her warm breath. Then he brushed his lips over hers, slowly browsing up to her soft eyelids and down to her slender white neck. Sue's head fell back as Curt nuzzled the quickly beating pulse at the base of her neck. Soft little cries escaped from her lips when he lifted her short miniskirt and stroked the furry red mound.

"You're certainly ready, aren't you?" he murmured, exploring her moist pussy. She wasn't wearing any panties and his forefinger slid into her hot, slick vagina. Sue moaned blissfully.

"I'm always ready, lover," she purred. Opening his fly, she grasped the head of his rearing cock and guided it to her love channel. "And with all that action going on inside your office, I was working up quite an appetite. In fact, I even finger-fucked myself!"

"Listen, you little minx," Curt growled. He jabbed his rigid penis into her velvety canal in one searing lunge. "I don't want you playing around with yourself. What if someone came in and saw you like that? It's too dangerous."

"Uunnnnhh! I couldn't help it," she whimpered, grinding her hips against his fat prick. "I got so hot and bothered listening to your workout with that bitch that I had to fuck myself. But I locked the door first."

"Then how will the patients get in?" Curt laughed. He pulled his swollen cock out of the writhing girl. Sue had as much self-control as a two-year-old. "Take that uniform off. "I'm going to teach you not to play around with yourself."

Curt undressed with deliberate slowness as he watched Sue strip off her white uniform, almost ripping the thin material in her feverish haste. He draped his clothes over a chair, then went to lock his office door. When he turned back, Sue was already moving toward him. Her naked body was visibly trembling with anticipation. From the top of her flame-red hair to her tiny feet, his eyes feasted on the luscious riches so wonderfully contained in five-feet-five of living woman. His gaze rested on the firm, thrusting cones of her breasts, then moved past the tiny waist to her rounded hips. His cock twitched powerfully, aching to be buried inside her dripping sex. But she still needed to be taught a lesson; and he was going to enjoy doing it.

"Get down on your knees and suck me off," he told her. He held his thickened pole in his right hand, stroking up and down its enormous length.

"Oh, yes, darling," she cried. "I want to suck your big fat dick!"

She knelt on the deeply carpeted floor and grasped his shaft. It was so thick she needed both her hands to go around it. Her fingers slid up and down the shaft while her lips, tongue and teeth began to caress the purple head. The tip of her tongue darted into his pisshole. She could feel her cunt itching and tingling as she kissed down his cock to his massive balls. Sensuously, she nipped the hairy sac, breathing in his strong male scent. Curt groaned and moved into a crouch. Bending under him, she used her fingers to spread his buttocks apart, then licked his anus.

"Jesus, you are great," Curt groaned. He stiffened involuntarily as her tongue pressed into his asshole. Fantastic chills were racing up his spine. She was one in a million. He felt his balls swell with sperm and his sac contract into a puckered bag. Now she returned to his cock, licking and sucking every inch of it, tormenting him deliciously. Lightly, her fingers brushed over the insides of his hairy thighs.

"Daddy has such big balls," she said childishly. Her tongue lapped up the milky droplets of pre-cum oozing from his cockhead. "And lots of sweet cum. Is he going to give all his cum to his good little girl?"

"That's right, honey," he muttered. Dimly, he wondered where she got her sexy material; she was always coming up with something new and different. "Suck a little harder on Daddy's cock."

"Daddy isn't angry with his good little girl, is he?" She tugged on his black pubic hair, smiling sweetly up at him. "His prick looks so red and angry."

"Daddy's not angry yet. But he will be if baby doesn't get going."

Sue's eyes gleamed mischievously. "Daddy loves his little girl. If he gets angry, his good little girl won't suck Daddy's cock!"

Curt nodded. His turn would come soon. "Yes, baby. Daddy is sorry."

She started licking the big vein that ran down the top of his shaft, slowly but surely arousing Curt more and more. She could feel his nuts swelling like eggs in her hand. Knowing that Curt was watching, she dropping her other hand down to her cunt and finger-fucked herself. Her fingers were soon coated with hot pussy juice. Spasms of need surged through her loins. She had to drain his cum. She opened her mouth wide, fitting it around the engorged cockhead. It seemed impossible that she could take more than a small part of it. Suddenly, with a savage cry, she drove forward. His throbbing shaft lunged into her warm, wet mouth. Curt groaned feverishly. Her head pumped up and down his cock, forcing it deeper inside. Her dripping saliva greased the pulsing meat and her lips squeezed it tightly. Curt was almost twitching with excitement. His cum boiled up from his balls with explosive force. Desperately, he held it back, trying to prolong the intense pleasure.

"Baby ... honey ... Jesus!" he gasped. He grabbed her pointy breasts and rubbed the hardened nipples with his thumbs. "Feels like you're sucking my balls inside out!"

His hips began flexing automatically, ramming his penis into her throat. She had swallowed almost every inch of it; her face pressed into his sweaty crotch. Her lips formed a tight drawstring sliding along his pounding shaft to his pubic hair. She whipped her tongue along his shaft on his outward strokes. Scratching and caressing his bloated nuts, she eagerly devoured the cum oozing from his burning prick. Curt couldn't take it any longer. His swollen cock was bursting with seed. He fucked in and out of her fiercely sucking mouth, slamming his hips faster and faster against her lovely face. His balls seemed to explode in fiery sensations as his cum came gushing out.

"Drink it deep, baby!" he shouted. "I'm shooting it now!"

Sue's insides convulsed with rapture. She clamped her lips around his jerking cock, frantically milking his balls of their mammoth load. Her throat worked feverishly to swallow the thick, creamy spurts It completely filled her mouth with its delicious taste. Curt's legs buckled with weak ness as he surrendered to the floating sensations of contentment draining the strength from his body. Almost objectively, he watched Sue stripping his shrinking rod clean of every last drop of sperm. Her tiny pink-tongue licked the sensitive crown and fought to enter his pisshole. Her fingers squeezed his nuts for more of the rich cum.

Finally, he gently lifted her head away. Her mouth quivered when she was deprived of her delicious meal. The tip of her tongue flickered out like a snake to lap up the little droplets of cream drooling down her lips. Then, springing up with lithe grace, she molded her trembling body to his, crying, "Darling, darling, I love you so much!"

"You love my cock," he chuckled, kissing her open mouth.

"Of course, lover," she giggled suddenly. "What did you think I meant?"

Curt was used to her abrupt changes. But it still threw him when she switched from one mood to another like this. "You lovely honey," he murmured. "I just didn't want you getting too serious."

"I'm never serious about anything," Sue said. "Except my daily dose of cock. Which I'm still waiting for!"

"We'll have to do something about that," he murmured. He kissed her slowly, probing the sweet warmth of her mouth; the taste of his own cum made it even better. "After all, I am a psychiatrist. And I certainly can't allow my own secretary to build up her inner tensions to the danger point."

"Tell me more, lover," Sue purred. "I love to hear you explain your theories. I've never heard so many fascinating reasons for fucking!"

"Intercourse is the most natural activity in the world. I recommend it to all my patients."

"Is that why you only handle women?"

Curt chuckled. "I've never wanted to screw any men. And I'm not really planning on it."

"I don't see anything wrong with men," Sue giggled. "I screw them all the time-whenever I get the chance!"

"It's a matter of orientation," he explained. His hands moved in slow, gentle sweeps along her back, kneading the firm, healthy flesh. "There is nothing wrong with homosexuality, morally or physically. It's just that it doesn't appeal to me. There are so many beautiful women around. Especially the one I've got right now."

"What beautiful women?" she said innocently. A warm glow spread through her. It sounded nice, even if it was just a line. "Amy Fuller wasn't that special."

"Not compared to you," he murmured. "In fact, you are the loveliest little honey I ever met."

"Ummm. Does that include the big honeys, too?"

"Well, I'd have to think about that," he teased, cupping a thrusting tit. He assumed a thoughtful expression, flicking his .thumb over the luscious pink tip. "And considering all the honeys I've met, that would take a while."

Sue moaned softly when she felt his thick shaft beginning to rise again for her. She strained against him, her playfulness abruptly forgotten. The muscles of her back rippled smoothly as her slender legs began to climb around his. Her flame-colored pussy gaped wide open in search of his prick. His swelling penis pressed against the satin-smooth skin of her belly. It jerked and throbbed with sensuous heat. He grasped one of Sue's firm buttocks in each hand and lifted her up, rubbing the massive cockhead along the silky red fur of her sex. Her arms locked around his neck and their tongues entwined while they sucked and mingled their saliva. Her full, creamy-white breasts were mashed against his chest. Her tautly erect nipples burned into his flesh.

"Ooohhh!" Sue moaned deliriously. Her hips jerked convulsively against his pulsating cock. "Fuck me now!" she pleaded. "Fuck that damn telephone pole right through my cunt!"

"My greedy little baby," Curt murmured tenderly. He squeezed her asscheeks. "Lift your breasts so I can love them up a little." Sue arched her head back, then slid her hand under a ripe tit and offered it to his hungry mouth. His lips brushed over the delicious pink aureole. His tongue licked and stabbed the fragrant flesh. She was wild with need by now, moaning and sobbing for him to take her. But he continued to arouse her even more.

"Do you like this, precious?" Curt said, transferring his loving attention to her other straining breast. Suckling the erect nipple with merciless devotion, he bit and kissed the yielding softness. Curt grinned as he felt the spasms of lust spiraling through her trembling body. He responded to her little whimpering cries by sliding his rock-hard cock between her pussy lips and rubbing the tip against her clitoris.

"Do it now!" she moaned, rocking her hips wildly. The soft, juicy folds of her cunt clutched at his cockhead. Its wonderful thickness sent thrills of ecstasy through her entire body. "Give it to me all the way. Shove your cock into me up to your balls!"

"As soon as I'm ready," Curt said. The delectable warmth of her twat made his shaft twitch with desire. But he forced himself to hold back. "I have a few questions I want answered first ... before we get down to business."

"You lousy bastard!" Sue screamed. "You're driving me crazy with your damn teasing!"

Curt grinned and slowly pushed partway into her oozing canal. "Then tell me how you knew what Amy and I were doing in here. I paid over a thousand bucks to soundproof this office. But you can hear everything so perfectly you have to masturbate from listening!"

"I couldn't help it," she whimpered. She could feel the contractions of her vagina around the bulging meat of his shaft, her pussy screaming for all of him. "The office intercom isn't working right. I can't help listening."

"So why didn't you tell me?" he grunted, sliding another inch into her steaming hole. "Or do you like listening too much?"

"Unnhh ... I ... please," she gasped, wiggling her pelvis down on his shaft. "Give me more!"

Curt couldn't hold himself back any longer. He felt his painfully swollen cock being sucked into her molten hot depths. Clutching her writhing ass, he slammed her against his hips, stabbing deep into her sweet cunt. His mouth fastened on a bouncing tit, biting the tautly distended nipple while Sue wailed deliriously.

"You fucking bull," she cried, clamping her slender legs around his waist. Now that she finally had his long, hard shaft inside her, she felt ready to explode. Her insides convulsed in violent spasms from the battering friction of his thrusting cock. She gave herself up completely to the unbearable joy, and her mouth opened wide in a long, trailing scream. His prick gouged into her juicily clutching pussy with increasing force. His heavy balls smacked against her straining butt, making him groan from the golden sensations spreading through his loins. He felt the snug, velvety walls of her cunt contracting around his cock, sucking the boiling sap up from his balls.

"I'm cuming! I'M CUMING!" Sue screamed shrilly. Fantastic sensations of ecstatic bliss exploded through her body. She thrust herself against his prick in frenzied delight. Her hips surged up and down, sucking him into her gushing depths. The sensual frenzy of Sue's writhing convulsions set Curt off. His shaft jerked wildly as his steaming cum raced up his narrowly constricted tube.

Gripping her asscheeks tightly, he fired a burst of cum into her pussy with jet-like force. Sue went absolutely crazy.

"Yyeeess, yyyeeessss!" she shrieked, feeling the white-hot sperm shooting into her womb. Her belly quivered insanely with each massive splurge. "Fill me with your cum. Shoot it into me deep!"

Her cunt was like a living animal as it sucked his endless load, squeezing and caressing his bloated prick with liquid heat. She screamed out her delight, twisting and pounding herself against him, slashing her nails into his neck and back. Curt sank his throbbing shaft up to the hilt as the last dregs of his seed slowly dribbled out. He held her softly squirming womanhood against his straining thighs.

"Have you had enough, honey?" Curt asked finally. His huge penis twitched inside the tantalizing warmth of her slush filled twat. He laughed tenderly when Sue moaned weakly in answer, too exhausted to frame any intelligible reply. Then, lifting her into his arms, he carried her small form over to the wide, black leather couch and laid her down.

He went into the office dressing room and took a fast shower. When he came back out, Sue was already sitting up. She stared at his dangling cock and licked her lips; obviously, she was ready to go again. "If you get dressed, I'll take you out to lunch," Curt chuckled. "And you better hurry it up."

"Can I have my choice of what I want?" Sue whispered huskily. Her eyes never wavered from his crotch.

Curt smiled and shook his head. "No way. Any eating you do is going to be at a restaurant. You've already had two helpings from me."

"Well, I guess you do need a breather." Sue slowly stood up and stretched, thrusting out her tits and tilting her mound forward. Suddenly, she stuck her tongue out at him and flounced into the bathroom. Curt watched her tight little butt wiggle as she closed the door.

She was a handful, all right. He wondered if he had made a mistake in hiring her. His previous secretary had left two months before to get married, leaving him stranded. And after interviewing a flood of overblown matrons, he'd grabbed at Sue like a drowning man. One look at her luscious little body had been enough for him. He laughed, remembering how he ripped into her on his leather couch that same afternoon. God, that was a wild fuck. From the way she screamed, he thought he was killing her. But she'd loved every second of it and begged him for more. The memory was so sharp that his cock began to stiffen again. He dressed quickly, knowing that he'd never eat lunch if Sue came out and found him with a hard-on.

It wasn't long before Sue returned, carrying a black dress in her right hand. Her shoulder-length hair was freshly brushed and shined like burnished copper. She moved gracefully, aware that Curt was watching her, but completely unselfconscious about her naked body. Whenever possible, she used it with a mixture of skill and contagious enthusiasm. Why miss out on one of life's greatest pleasures? She knew she was (damn lucky to have a stud like Curt; he was the only man she'd ever met who would satisfy her almost continuous itch for sex. And he was also a lot of fun, even out of the sack.

Zipping up her dress, she turned to him. "The only thing I hate about this job is the lousy uniform," she sighed. "Why can't I wear something like this?"

Curt looked at her micro-minidress with its slashed neckline that bared most of her full tits. "I'm not advertising for a whorehouse. But if I ever do, I'll keep it in mind."

"God, that would be beautiful," Sue giggled. "You wouldn't even have to hire any other girls!"

"I realize that," he said dryly, leading her out of the office. They took the elevator to the ground floor and went out the back entranceway to the private parking lot. Curt opened the door of his red Porsche and helped her in, giving her ass a quick feel. Then he went around and got in on his side.

"We'll try Damon's," he said, easing the car onto Spring Drive. "I feel like a thick, juicy steak."

"Sounds fine with me." Sue leaned back and smiled mischievously. Curt was meeting a new patient this afternoon, she thought. It never failed. Steak and sex. She looked at his large, strong body: the powerful arms and shoulders under his dark gray pinstripe suit, the thick wrists and long well shaped fingers. He was like an athlete training for a game.

Curt pulled into the back of Damon's and they went inside. Immediately, a maitre d' appeared and ushered them to a small table, ignoring the line of people waiting for seats. The waiter followed and Curt ordered: shrimp cocktail, steak, baked potato, green salad and wine. Dessert would be decided upon later.

"My goodness," Sue said, putting her slender hand on his. "I better start on my diet or I'll be bulging out all over."

Curt inspected the cleavage of her breasts and grinned. "I don't know, honey. Maybe you should."

"Darling, you're sweet. But what I need is a man."

"Come on, Sue. There's no reason to fight. So pull in those claws."

"Yes, doctor," she said meekly. Sue knew she was pushing too hard, but she didn't know why. She wasn't as horny as she was putting on. Hell, Curt had just finished screwing her. She sighed softly, wishing that she had more self-control.

The food arrived and they ate in silence, enjoying the superb meal. The fillet was tender enough to be cut with a fork. Sue sipped her wine, letting it trickle down her throat and savoring its rich bouquet. She looked up and saw that Curt was watching her. "Mmm, the food is delicious. Especially the wine. What kind is it?"

"Chateau Mouton Rothschild fifty-nine," he smiled. He poured her more wine, then filled his own glass. "But it's not as delicious as you are. You look absolutely luscious."

"Thank you, darling," she said happily. He wasn't angry with her for listening in on his conferences. Idly, she wondered what his next one would be like.

CHAPTER TWO

"My name is Lena Barton," the tall, voluptuously built woman murmured huskily. "I have a two o'clock appointment with Dr. Jennings."

Sue smiled at the stunning brunette from her glassed-in receptionist's office. She was intensely aware of the sexual energy Lena Barton radiated with her every movement. "Good afternoon, Mrs. Barton." Handing the older woman a medical history form, she continued, "Please take a seat and fill out this form. I will see if Dr. Jennings is free now." Sue waited until Lena sat down, then depressed the intercom button and spoke into it softly. "Mrs. Barton is here, doctor. Do you want me to send her right in?"

"Thank you, Sue. I'll be there shortly."

A few minutes later Curt appeared in the doorway. The professional smile on his rugged face almost changed into a leer as his eyes explored the luscious curves of his newest patient. The morning's romp with Sue had only whetted his appetite. "Please come into my office, Mrs. Barton," he said warmly. Curt turned and winked at Sue as she handed him the medical history. "Be sure to get a repairman out here for the intercom as soon as possible. And please hold any calls for me while I'm in conference."

"Certainly, doctor," Sue replied demurely. As soon as the door closed behind him, Sue raced to lock the front door and return to, her desk. Then she stripped off her silk panties. A thrill of anticipation tingled through her loins as she sat back in her chair to enjoy herself silently.

"Now, Mrs. Barton, what can I do for you?" Curt was saying. He leaned back in his chair, eyeing the curvaceous brunette sitting down on the wide leather couch.

"I'm not here for myself,!' Lena said. She paused briefly, taking a deep breath. Her lush, braless breasts swelled out against the already straining sweater. "I'm afraid that my friend is too shy to see you herself until I've explained her problem to you."

Curt was uncertain where this was leading to. And Lena's alluring body didn't help his thinking any. It took a real effort not to look down at her green miniskirt and her exquisite legs. Was Lena referring to herself as this "friend"? "I certainly hope," he said finally, "that I can handle your friend's problem. Whatever it is."

"Please believe me, doctor," Lena smiled. "I have complete faith in your ability. You were very highly recommended to me. Louise Ferrier was always talking about how much you helped her. And she was quite disappointed when her husband was transferred to Detroit, even if he did receive a promotion."

Curt nodded. Although he discouraged his patients from talking about their treatments, they did provide many new clients. Louise, he remembered, was a doll-like girl who was almost virginal. It had been a real pleasure teaching her about sex. The memory still made him grow a little warm. "I was sorry to lose her, also," he said. "But she had responded to therapy, and her problem was basically solved."

"That's why I hope you will help me. You see, I'm sure you can. The question is whether you're willing to."

"Could you be a little clearer, Lena?"

Lena let out a sigh that caused her jutting breasts to tremble excitingly. Curt could hardly wait to get his hands on them. He felt his cock tingling with lust. "I'm a married woman with a loving husband and two wonderful children," she said slowly. "I can't give them up. And this is what I want you to make my friend accept,"

"I don't see any problem. Wouldn't it be much simpler to end this relationship by telling him it's over?"

"You don't understand, Doctor," Lena said blandly. "My friend is a woman, not a man."

Curt's poise was considerably shaken by this bit of information; he felt Lena was secretly laughing at him. But he recovered swiftly. "I'm beginning to see the situation a little better. But what's brought it to a head?"

"Jean is also married. Lately she's been having troubles with her husband. So now she wants to leave him for me. I don't know exactly what the matter is. Probably a lot of little things that would be unimportant in themselves. But I suspect that underneath it all....Well, I'd only be guessing, and you'll want to find this out yourself."

"I appreciate your helpfulness," Curt said warmly. "What was your reaction to Jean's decision about leaving her husband?"

"I tried to show Jean that she needed to think it over first. I love her deeply and I want her to be happy. But I feel that she should stay with her husband."

And still remain Lena's playmate, Curt added mentally. "Why don't you tell me how your relationship developed?" he suggested.

Lena smiled strangely. "This will take a while. I suppose I should lie down. It certainly is a large, comfortable couch."

Curt wondered how much Louise had told her about his method of treatment. "Pm afraid that I'm sitting in the only chair," he smiled. "Clients generally do lay on the couch. But if you want, I can bring in another chair from the reception area."

"No, that won't be necessary," she said, lying back. "Where do you want me to start?"

"If possible, at the very beginning of your relationship, when you first met her."

There was a short silence as Lena settled herself more comfortably. "About a year ago I discovered that my husband was having an affair. At first I could hardly believe it, and then I started going to a downtown bar and drinking pretty heavily. I couldn't seem to control myself at all. I guess I was really trying to run away from myself. Anyway, I was pretty well along in my drinking one afternoon when I noticed a young woman, around twenty-one or so, take the bar stool next to me. She looked around nervously, then asked me if I'd like another drink.

"Thank you, I would,' I agreed, studying her with interest. She was a small, beautiful girl with long blonde hair and big blue eyes. I'd tried the lesbian route before, but I'd never met anyone as appealing as her. Instinctively, I felt I wanted to cuddle her in my arms and protect her from the world. The bartender served us and we tilted our glasses. 'I don't remember seeing you in here,' I said.

"She smiled hesitantly and shook her head. 'I've never even been in a bar before. I just thought I'd see what one looked like."

"I wanted to laugh, but she'd be offended, This had to be her first experience at cruising. We started talking together and I casually invited her over to my house. There was a faint, pleading expression for help in her eyes, so I pretended it was perfectly innocent.

"It was a short twenty-minute drive to my home. Luckily it was a Wednesday mid-afternoon; since my children were at school, the house was empty. Jean didn't really get to see much of the house that day, because I was too impatient to get things started. In fact, after I made us a couple of drinks, we went directly into the bedroom. I told her I wanted to change into something more comfortable. Jean sat on the edge of my big bed. I stood in front of her and slowly lifted my tight red sweater over my head. I could see her eyes fastened on the lush swell of my breasts. Her face flushed with excitement when I unhooked my bra, dropping it onto the floor. She was starting to breathe faster now. My breasts were very large but firm; I was lucky they didn't sag. Cupping them in my hands, I ran my fingers over the big red aureoles. It was a delicious feeling and the nipples began to stiffen and swell.

"Do you like my tits?' I whispered, letting her watch me caress myself. 'It feels so good when I stroke them like this. Wouldn't you like to suck on them?'

"Oh, you're so lovely,' Jean sighed. 'Can I?' Suddenly, she gave a little cry, overcome by her desire. She wrapped her arms around my waist, hungrily kissing my tits. Her face burrowed between the soft, silky flesh. Her tongue licked and teased the sensitive undersides of my heaving mounds, making me gasp with pleasure. It was unbelievably exciting!"

Lena paused and glanced at Curt, as if to measure the effect of her story this far. "I don't want you to get the wrong idea, doctor. I enjoy sex, but I'm not a slut. And this is the way it happened."

"You're doing fine, Lena," Curt said warmly. His cock was pushing against his pants like an iron crowbar. He smiled at her, waiting for her to resume the story. "Tell me exactly what happened."

Lena sighed and then continued. "Stepping back from Jean, I quickly removed the rest of my clothing. Then I began to unbutton her blouse, delicately kissing her lips. Jean sat very still on the bed; her hands made light fluttering motions against my naked shoulders. She was trembling eagerly. My fingertips explored the warm flesh of her softly rounded breasts while our tongues met again and again in lingering kisses. Tenderly, I took off her clothes. My lips nibbled on her tiny pink nipples. I could barely keep myself from sinking my teeth in the succulent young breasts. Then I licked my way down the satin-smooth skin of her belly to her blonde pussy fur. Jean moaned hotly as I sucked the droplets from her moistening cunt. I knelt on the floor, running my fingers up and down her thighs. Like a little girl, she sat on the edge of the bed and watched me. I breathed deeply, smelling her luscious pussy, then kissed the burning warmth of her needy flesh. Her sweet young cunt lips quivered around my tongue.

"Please,' Jean whimpered, pressing my head against her loins. 'Please go deeper inside of me!'

"You precious little darling,' I crooned, sliding my finger into her pussy. 'I'm going to love you so much.' Spreading the moist lips apart, I flicked my tongue against her clitoris. Jean moaned ecstatically. She grasped her heaving breasts, stroking the nipples until they were hard and red. I stood up and kissed her lips, letting her taste her own sweet pussy juice, then gently pushed her down on the bed. I wanted to savor every wonderful moment. 'Show me your gorgeous pussy, darling,' I whispered. 'I can barely see your pretty little clitoris peeping out. Open your legs wide."

"Oh, I want you to see me,' she sighed. She spread her legs apart to expose her pussy. Her long blonde hair flowed down over her shoulders, framing her delicate features. Her breasts were small, creamy-white mounds with cherry-tipped centers. Her cunt was a tender young delight, delectably covered by a light fur of curling golden hair. Slowly, I took her hand in mine and pressed it against my hairy black twat. It was wonderfully exciting as her fingers timidly began to stroke me. I lowered myself over her, feeling my vagina pulsate with hunger. For a few moments I rubbed our mounds together, watching her squirm and pant with growing need, thrusting my tongue into her gasping mouth. And then we twisted on the bed, quickly getting into a sixty-nine position. Jean lay under me, her trembling thighs opened impossibly wide. I couldn't stop myself from groaning; her cunt was absolutely beautiful!

"Lowering my twat over her mouth, I gasped with pleasure as she eagerly sucked my flowing juices. Her tongue, delicate and snake-like, slid along my hairy lips, soothing and teasing the sensitive flesh. I wrapped my arms around the lusciously rounded cheeks of her ass. Then I licked and stroked her tiny clit into trembling arousal. My fingers caressed her buttocks, slowly moving down along the crease of her ass. Jean started with surprise when I pressed my finger against her anus. Quickly, I forced it into her tightly resisting ass.

"What are you doing?' she cried. 'Oh, my God!'

"I ignored her whimpering cries, burying my face in her jerking loins. At the same time I stroked my finger into the burning warmth of her ass. Her anal muscles writhed around my finger and her hips bucked wildly. Jean was feverish with excitement. She mashed her lips against my steaming cunt, ramming her tongue inside and clawing my ass and thighs. I moaned joyously from the exquisite sensations bursting through me.

"I'm going to cum!' Jean shrieked suddenly. 'It feels so good ... so very good!'

"The hot cum began to gush out of her churning cunt. Eagerly, I swallowed every precious drop, loving the rich, creamy taste. My finger was reaming out her asshole, while my tongue lashed her trembling clit. I continued to stroke her until the last tendrils of pleasure slowly faded from her quivering body. My intense joy was heightened even further as I listened to the almost hysterical moans of delight coming from her throat. When she finally stopped cuming, she began to devour my flesh. Her fingers squeezed and pinched my asscheeks while her tongue whipped into my cunt. Fantastic waves of intense heat rippled through my loins. And then her teeth bit into my clitoris.

"Suck me!' I cried. 'Eat my fucking twat!' My burning cunt exploded in ecstatic joy. Sobbing and moaning with unbearable pleasure, I drove my hips against her face. She gobbled every bit of my cum, thrusting her tongue and fingers deep inside my convulsing flesh, making me shudder and twist as I came again and again.

"It was the best sex I ever had, Doctor," Lena concluded huskily. "And now you can see why I couldn't ever give her up."

Curt sat entranced by the sensuous power of Lena's story. Christ, he thought, this woman is just too much. It was going to be a real pleasure getting into her fiery cunt. His cock had grown steadily longer and harder as he listened, but he couldn't just pull it out. How was he going to treat her? One thing was certain: his crotch was drawing Lena's gaze like a magnet! He shifted nervously and cleared his throat.

"Do you think you can help me?" Lena asked. She stood up with supple grace and stretched sinuously. Her lush, braless breasts pressed against her tight green sweater with animal excitement. Mentally reliving her first experience with Jean had heated her up unbearably. "Jean and I love each other," she continued, "but she has to accept the fact that she should stay married."

"I'll do my best," Curt replied gruffly, starting to rise.

Lena moved over to Curt and gently pressed him down in his chair. "I just want to make certain we understand each other," she murmured. Her pendulous breasts swayed directly in front of his face. "Jean has to learn that sex with a man can be enjoyed-even if it can't be as good as female love."

"I certainly feel that heterosexual love can be pleasurable," Curt agreed smoothly. It was obvious to him that Lena needed to be dominant. But that didn't mean she wasn't available. Where there's a will, there's a way.

"Thank you, Doctor," Lena said, leaning over to lightly brush her lips against his. Her huge tits pressed against his chest. Curt swallowed tightly, fighting the impulse to cup and fondle the warm, yielding masses. The tip of Lena's tongue fluttered against his lips. Their tongues met and played with each other. Lena inched forward as Curt's legs opened to let her body touch his. Her hips pressed against the bulging ridge of his erection and then retreated. Her eyes opened wide, a mischievous grin on her lovely face.

"Is this for me?" she asked innocently. Her hand dropped between their bodies to delicately stroke his swollen prick.

Curt smiled tightly, trying to hold back his anger. This cock-teasing bitch was playing with him! He'd love to throw her on the floor and jam his massive log up her hole till she begged for mercy. Only he had to play it smart. "It certainly seems to be, doesn't it?" he said, almost shuddering as Lena's strong fingers expertly caressed him.

Lena felt a perverse thrill from Curt's bulging penis. She swayed forward, her heated pubis sheltering the aroused male sex while she continued to softly scratch and fondle it. She was amazed at her own actions. "It feels so wonderful," she said throatily. "I sometimes wish that I were a man, so I could have one of these!"

"I like you better the way you are," Curt retorted. Lightly, he brushed his lips against one fabulous breast. Lena stiffened when his hands cupped the swaying masses. Suddenly, she leaned forward into his fingers, letting her pelvis rest against his hard-on. The walls of her cunt began to moisten with her hot, heavy juices. Curt's fingertips gently explored the lovely fullness of her tits, tantalizing the sensitive flesh through her sweater. Her breasts swelled and the nipples erected into hard tips of desire that pushed against his palms.

"May I see it?" Lena whispered, nipping his ear. Her fingers pulled down his zipper, then slipped inside his pants. Curt gasped when her feverish hand grasped his cock, forcing it into the open. A tight, rigid smile froze on her lips as she stared at the powerfully throbbing rod. "God, it's beautiful!" she cried, her voice thick with lust. Hungrily, she clutched the purple head and bent to examine it more closely. Her tongue darted out like a small pink snake, flickering around her sensual lips.

"Gently, honey, gently," Curt muttered, flinching as her sharp fingernails cut into the tender skin. Her fist began to move up and down the thick shaft in light, exciting strokes. His cock tingled and he groaned with pleasure. He squeezed her tits hard.

"Christ, I want to see all of it," Lena said worshipfully. She reached into his pants to grasp the base of his penis, then cupped his swollen balls. "You're driving me nuts," she giggled. "You know that, don't you?"

Curt shuddered with painful anticipation. She wasn't the only one who was going nuts. Shit! He had to do something or blow his mind. As if she were reading his thoughts, Lena suddenly glanced up at his strained face and laughed gently. "Wouldn't it be better if we got undressed?"

Curt could only nod agreement as she backed away from him, her generous hips undulating provocatively. Then, in a slow, sensuous movement, she crossed her arms and lifted her green sweater above her head. Her high, firm globes rose and swelled deliciously. Casually dropping the sweater on the floor, she stared at him, her magnificent breasts rising and falling in deep breaths. She removed her skirt and panties, then stood with her thighs spread wide, completely naked to his gaze. She was a goddess of pagan lust. Her firm, thrusting tits stood out proudly. The ruby-red tips quivered with desire as she held out her arms to Curt. Her body curved into a slender waist and wide, generous hips and muscular thighs. Her vagina gaped redly open; the thick black hair barely concealed the spasmodic throbbing of her swollen labia. The musky odor of her sex filled the room as she swayed tauntingly before him. Curt was held spellbound by the sheer animality of her voluptuous movements. If only he could break through to her and free this incredible woman, he thought. But he realized that he needed time and patience."

Lena glided over to Curt. "Well," she said throatily, "aren't you the slow one?" Her long, slender fingers removed his clothes while she pressed her lips over his body, expertly arousing his senses. Then she led Curt over to his black leather couch and made him lie down. For Curt, it was an utterly novel experience. He had seduced countless girls before, but this was the first time he ever felt he was being seduced himself. It was rather nice, he thought, to let the girl do all the work.

Lena stood over him, her eyes heavy-lidded with desire. "You're beautiful," she said, stroking his huge cock. "So utterly beautiful," she repeated dreamily, bending over to kiss the massive crown". She moved between his legs and began to lick and kiss the insides of his thighs. At times she gave sharp little bites that tickled at first, and then sent small tingling shivers of anticipation through Curt's body. Gradually, she worked her way up to his prick. Her satiny breasts rubbed against his legs, the warm fullness pushing and dragging her burning nipples along his flesh.

Lena's tongue found his groin. Curt groaned softly as she burrowed between his hairy thighs, licking and nipping the bloated sac which contained his nuts. Her busy hands were caressing his throbbing prick, running up and down the long thick shaft, making it quiver at her painfully delicate touch. Curt's hands were busy also. He grabbed two luscious mounds of firm breast-flesh and began to knead them like dough. Taking her right nipple between his thumb and forefinger, he rolled the sensitive red nub gently at first, and then more vigorously as he felt it swell and harden. He squeezed the tip hard. Lena responded with savage passion; her hot mouth swallowed his cock up to her throat.

Curt groaned as Lena's tongue swirled in teasing, delightful circles around the swollen glans. Her mouth and lips moved over his saliva-drenched prick like a wetly clasping cunt, making his balls fill with sap. Exquisite thrills of almost painful pleasure were shooting through his groin. He knew he couldn't hold back his load much longer; little drops of spunk were already dribbling from his aching cock. It felt like she was straining to suck nuts into her belly.

"You keep this up, you're gonna get more than a mouthful," he gasped. "I'm going to blow the top of your head right off. So get going!"

Lena paused and looked up at him. Her eyes were shining brightly. Then she attacked his cock, sucking even more feverishly than before. Her fingers kneaded his swollen balls, forcing the heavy sap into his prick. It was a need for her to taste his cum, to have his thick, hot sperm bathe her mouth with its strong male flavor.

"Aaagghh! I'm going to cum!" he cried. He felt her hot cavern sucking his balls apart. Grabbing her hair, he fucked his exploding cock into her throat. His body convulsed as the burning hot seed jetted into her eager mouth. Lena sucked and swallowed, straining to get every last drop. Her cheeks bulged out as she gasped for air, but she wouldn't release her suctioning grip. Her lips squeezed his jerking shaft with vise-like tightness until she'd drained him completely dry.

"Jesus, that was fantastic," Curt whispered. He watched her play with his deflated penis, licking it tenderly and kissing his balls. Her eyes gleamed with liquid lust. Maybe he had a chance after all, he thought. If he could only get it up again.

"Ummmm, I love the way you taste," she sighed. "So rich and creamy. I could drink a gallon of it."

"It felt like you did," he chuckled, pulling her unresisting body down on the couch. "My balls kept pumping away until they ached." He held her close, savoring the way she relaxed against him. Her large, soft breasts pressed into his chest like giant balloons. Casually, he let his hand slide down her side to her hip, then cupped a generous asscheek. Lena was quiet and snuggled even closer. Her nipples rubbed along his chest, growing long and hard again as they scratched against his wiry hair.

"I love my husband," she murmured finally, "but he's never really turned me on. Do you think that sex with a man can be exciting?"

Curt laughed silently as he felt his prick begin to slowly stiffen. He let it rub against her pussy lips, teasing her gently. "I think you need at least a few more sessions, honey. I promise to take care of Jean. But I want to see you, too."

"All right," she said, reaching down to grasp his cock and guide it inside her cunt. "You're the doctor."

* * *

It was after six before Sue was able to get a repairman for the intercom. Curt had already left, so Sue was alone when she met the young college student. To her surprise, she found she was quite attracted by the handsome youth. She never seemed to get her fill of cock, she thought happily. But she'd make sure that Jimmy did his part in helping her out!

"I certainly appreciate this, Jim," Sue said warmly, leading the tall, good-looking man into Curt's office. "Dr. Jennings wants that broken intercom fixed right away. But I thought this coming Monday would be the earliest anyone could get to it."

"It's my pleasure, Miss Thompson," Jim Sanders replied. Secretly, he was watching the thrusting firmness of her breasts under her white uniform. They were absolutely beautiful. "I was only playing around in the lab anyway. And I couldn't resist that appeal in your voice."

"Oh, but I'm sure you don't give up all your Friday nights just to make service calls," Sue laughed. She experienced a tingling thrill from the hunger so apparent in his eager gaze. "A boy as handsome as you are must have a flock of girls running after him!"

"I wish," he said ruefully. "But I keep so busy going to college and working my way through that I don't really have time for anything else."

"You mean you don't even have time for dates?" she teased.

"Well, to be truthful, I had one tonight. Or thought I did, until the girl called up to say she couldn't make it."

"I'm so sorry," Sue said sincerely, putting her small, warm hand on his arm. "It's such a shame that you have to spend your free time with a stupid intercom instead."

"What's the matter with it?" He opened his tool box and set it down on Curt's desk, then sat in the chair.

"I'm not very mechanical," Sue laughed, "so I don't really know. The call switch seems to be broken. It's on all the time."

"It should be pretty easy to fix that."

"I was wondering, though, if you would do me a very special favor?" Sue asked softly.

"Of course," he said eagerly. "Anything I can."

"Could you fix my intercom so that I can listen into this office whenever I want to?" She moved up to him so close that her breasts were barely an inch away from his lips.

"I ... I don't see why not," he stammered, his face turning red. He sat rigidly in the chair, unable to move."

"Oh, you sweet boy," Sue murmured, running her hand through his short blond hair. "I don't know how to thank you. But I hope I'll be able to think of something." He was shaking like a leaf and Sue was afraid he would explode before anything happened. It couldn't be possible, she wondered, for a boy of eighteen to be a virgin, could it? But then again, he was such a sweet, shy boy that maybe he was! The thought sent a delicious thrill of delight through her loins. Her hand dropped to his thigh, casually brushing against his swelling erection.

Oh my God! Jim's mind cried. She had actually touched him there! This beautiful, wonderful woman had actually touched his penis, His entire body trembled with fear and desire, and his thickening rod suddenly shot out like a cannon. Christ, she couldn't help but see it now.

"Why, Jimmy! Is anything the matter?" Sue asked anxiously. She. leaned over the quivering youth, her eyes wide with affected concern. Her soft, warm tits pressed against his face while her hands gently massaged his shoulders. "Aren't you feeling very well? Here, let me help you lie down on the couch. It's really very comfortable, and I use it myself whenever I get a chance." Which wasn't all that often, she thought. Not with Curt. The last few times they had only gotten as far as the desk or the floor before he tore into her.

"No, I ... I'm all right," Jim stammered confusedly. God, if he stood up, it would stick out a mile long. And then what would she think? A woman as fine as Miss Thompson, she'd never even look at him again. She'd think he was some kind of sex fiend. "Really, thanks, I'm perfectly fine where I am."

"I think you should lay down for a while," Sue said firmly. She led the protesting youth over to the couch, holding him tightly against her lush curves. Her eyes feasted on the rigid erection pushing through his trousers while she made him lay back. Her cunt was pulsating in aroused anticipation. "There, isn't that more comfortable?" she murmured. Deftly, she loosened his shirt and then the buckle on his pants. "You've probably been working too hard and staying up nights. And even though you're still a young man, it's bound to catch up with you. All that energy and constant tension."

"Uh ... yeah ... I guess so."

"Psychologically speaking, it's very bad." She sat beside him and unbuttoned his shirt. "The doctor was just telling me that this very day. And it's a good thing I was here when this happened. Because I've been specially trained for this kind of emergency."

Jim was in a complete fog, barely aware of what was happening. Dimly, he heard a zipper being pulled down. Was it his zipper? He closed his eyes, pretending it wasn't.

There was a low chuckle in his ear. "That's right, darling. Just relax and let me take care of you. Everything will turn out fine."

He made one last attempt. "But ... but you don't have to do this for me. I'm not sick.

Honest."

"Jimmy, baby, don't you want me to help you?" Sue whispered softly. Her fingers lightly caressed his bare chest, sending golden shivers of delight along his spine. She leaned over and slowly brushed her lips against his. Her small pink tongue flickered against his closed mouth. Her hands moved in Light caressing circles down his body towards his groin, teasing his flesh until he was moaning with pleasure. Sue's breathing deepened as her exploring fingers reached the surprisingly heavy growth of dark blond pubic hair. Her fingers trembled with eagerness when she slipped her hand inside his pants to release his rearing penis.

"Oh, Jimmy," she gasped excitedly. Her eyes feasted on his wildly throbbing cock. It wasn't as huge as Curt's enormous pole, but it was still over eight inches. "It's so lovely ... so big and strong!" Her open mouth hovered over the purple crown. Her warm breath blew against his quivering hardness. Jim groaned unbelievingly when her soft red lips fluttered over his cockhead. He opened his eyes and stared. Sensuously, she worked her way along the pulsating shaft, licking and kissing every inch of it. It was only a few seconds before Jim was moaning and gasping.

"Oh, God, Jesus, Mother, Miss Thompson!" he cried. He was shuddering from the intense waves of heat spreading through his loins; he was on fire!

"I ... I "

Sue looked up at him with an impish grin. Her fingers tenderly stroked his quivering shaft. "My name is Sue, darling," she teased. "Or don't you think we know each other well enough yet?"

Jim blushed fiery red, and then a hesitant smile lit his face. "If we don't now, I hope we soon will," he retorted. He felt a strong burst of confidence for the first time since this incredible adventure began for him. He sat up to cup her beautifully firm breasts, through the thin fabric of her uniform. Sue willingly leaned forward to allow more of her lush fullness to rest in his palms. Her open mouth pressed down warmly on his, and their tongues met and fenced with growing heat. His fingers hesitantly caressed her tits until she began to sigh at the flashing pinpricks of pleasure be aroused. And then he moved more surely, gently squeezing and playing with the exciting flesh. Sue felt her nipples erect into tiny red tips of desire begging for attention.

"Have you ever had a girl before, Jim?" she asked. She broke away from his embrace and stood up.

"No, I haven't," he admitted uncertainly. His eyes were clouded with desire.

"Then I want this to be really good for you, darling," Sue said softly. She turned her back to him and Jim hastily stood up. He fumbled to unfasten the tiny hook at the top of her uniform before zipping down the back. Her uniform dropped to the floor, leaving her completely nude. "Take it easy, honey," she murmured, turning around to take his trembling hands in hers. She kissed them lingeringly, then pressed them against her naked breasts. Her loins warmly cradled the massive cock rearing between his thighs. "We have all the time in the world to enjoy ourselves. So there's no need to rush."

Jim groaned and feverishly kissed her upthrusting tits. "God, you're the most beautiful woman I've ever seen!" he cried. It felt like his throbbing cock was going to explode any second now.

Sue laughed softly, rubbing herself against him. Her cunt shivered with growing passion as his fingers timidly stroked her naked, flesh. She knew it was going to be a real pleasure teaching him to fuck. "Why don't we get comfortable on the couch?" she whispered. She walked over to the couch, letting her body sway with seductive grace. She lay back and smiled up at him. Her hands lovingly cupped her breasts and her thumbs flicked over the erect nipples. Then her fingers slid down to the drenched moistness of her pussy, separating the lips to expose the pulsating pink flesh. "Come on, Jimmy boy," she taunted him. Her gleaming white body twitched with desire under his worshipful gaze. "Come to momma."

"Jesus Christ!" Jim gasped. He ripped off his clothes. His cock loomed out thick and long as he moved towards her. "I'm going to fuck you silly!" Suddenly, Sue sat up and grasped his penis. Kissing the huge knob, she began to slide her fingers up and down its length. She could feel the blood pounding through his swollen meat as she delicately licked the drops of pre-cum from its head. Her free hand dropped to her itching cunt lips. "My pussy is all not and wet for you," she sighed, sticking a finger inside the juicy hole. "Wouldn't you like to put your cock inside?"

"God, yes!" he croaked, awkwardly scrambling over her. She gripped his rigid pole, guiding the tip along the quivering softness of her cunt lips. It was the most fantastic feeling in the world, Jim thought. He shuddered with bliss as his prick slid along the curling red hair of her pussy. His hands cupped and squeezed her luscious breasts.

"Ooohhh, baby, you feel so big and strong," Sue whispered. She rubbed his rod between her thighs and over her mound, teasing herself deliciously. Her erect little clitoris trembled with lust when his cockhead grazed against it. "Go ahead, darling. Stick your cock in me."

"Uunnhhh, you're so soft and warm," he groaned, sliding into the moist, incredibly tight vaginal canal. Her cunt muscles squeezed and pulled his shaft, sending surging thrills through him. Little moans of pleasure escaped from Sue's mouth as his cock was slowly buried in her molten depths.

"Yes, yes, it feels so good," she sighed. Her hips expertly ground against his in slow sensual movements. "Fuck me slow and deep. I love the way you feel." Jim gripped her breasts roughly, making them throb with exquisite sensations. Sue was amazed by the instinctively powerful thrusts of his thick cock. Her hips pumped against his. She reached down between their straining bodies to play with his nuts.

"I love your pussy," Jim shouted. Again and again, he slammed into the maddening heat of her cunt. He couldn't stop himself even if he wanted to. His penis lusted after more and more of the impossibly golden sensations it was experiencing for the first time. He was rocking into her like a steam locomotive. The pressure on his swollen balls was excruciating. It felt like he was going to shoot any minute now. If only he could hold off a little longer, he thought. He didn't want to give up even one precious second of this wildly exciting experience.

"JJnnnhhhh! I can't hold ... it back!" he cried.

"Jesus, help me!"

"Cum, baby, cum," Sue urged. She squeezed his nuts. Her body stiffened against his, her heated juices pouring out around his lunging spear. "Flood me with your cum. Give it to momma."

"I'm shooting it now!" he screamed, blasting his seed. Her arms and legs locked tight around his body. Frantically, he pounded her against the couch. Sue sobbed with joy as his scalding cum gushed into her. It seemed to last forever.

Finally, Sue's contracting pussy released his prick with a soft plop. A drop of cum fell onto her heaving belly. He rolled onto his back, panting heavily. Sue snuggled up against his warmth. "For a beginner, you're pretty good," she laughed contentedly. She patted his limp penis with a loving hand. "I don't think you'll need many more lessons to be a really first-rate fuck. Not with me helping you out!"

"Uh-huh."

Sue sat up to examine his youthful body. Her eyes were beginning to sparkle again with lust. Her hands trailed down his chest in light, teasing whorls. Ineffectually, Jim swatted at her tickling fingers. "Go 'way," he murmured drowsily. He wanted to rest from his tremendous exertions. His mind was a hazy fog of wonderfully soft pictures and colors; he wanted nothing more than to be left in peace to sort them out. He had never believed fucking could be so wonderful. But it was also pretty goddamn tiring.

"What's the matter, little boy?" Sue coaxed. "Are you giving up so soon? We haven't even started yet!"

Sue's fingers gently lifted his shrunken penis. She examined it like a connoisseur, testing its rigidity. It bent back and forth easily, completely limp. Getting up on all fours above him, she teased his prick with her soft, warm breath. Her pink tongue lapped delicately around the head, tasting the mingled juices from her cunt and his dangling balls. It was a wonderful taste, increasing her appetite for more. Hungrily, her tongue licked the sensitive crown, while her fingers stroked his belly. Little tingles of unwanted arousal flashed through his loins. She worked her way down his shaft and across his balls. Jim began to groan as his cock slowly stiffened.

"Does this feel good?" Sue murmured, nibbling on his sac. "Do you want momma to suck your big long dick for you?"

"Suck me, Sue," he muttered. "Get your hot mouth on my ... prick!"

Teasing him a moment longer, she sucked first one and then the other testicle into her mouth. Jim shivered when she released his balls and burrowed into his buttocks, licking his asshole. His cock suddenly shot straight out. "Are you ready for lesson number two?" she teased. Her long, flame-red hair sensuously tickled his swollen cock and balls while her head swayed above his groin. "Is baby ready for his first blow-job?"

"Oh, yes!" he moaned. Spreading his legs wide, he eagerly awaited the warm wet feel of her luscious mouth.

CHAPTER THREE

Sue grinned mischievously at the obvious astonishment on Curt's face. "You didn't think I could get the intercom fixed so fast, did you?" she said accusingly.

"No, I didn't," Curt admitted wryly. He eyed her with renewed respect. "Frankly, I don't see how you got anyone to come out here over the weekend. But I'm glad you did."

"It was easy," Sue responded lightly, feeling a shiver of delight at the vivid memory of her weekend orgy. Once she had gotten Jim rolling, there had been no stopping him. It was a wonder there had been enough time for him to get any work done at all! Suddenly, she became aware that Curt's glance was a little too sharp for comfort. She decided it was time to change the subject. "Are you ready for your first patient now, Curt?"

"I don't think just yet," he said, wrapping her in his large arms. "After all, I think you deserve a special reward for such promptness."

Sue trembled deliciously as his hands slowly traveled over her rounded ass. She snuggled up to him eagerly. "Mmm, this is the way to start the day off right," she giggled. "We ought to do it more often."

Curt chuckled. "Poor baby, it seems I've been neglecting you. I hope you didn't miss me this weekend. But I couldn't get out of that conference. I had a paper to give."

"That's all right," Sue said quickly. She could feel herself blush, and she buried her face in his shoulder. "I mean, we aren't even living together. I can't expect you to be around all the time." Her heart was pounding nervously. Why didn't she just tell him? she thought. Curt wouldn't mind that she'd screwed around with Jim. But he was being so nice, she couldn't. His hands moved up to cup her braless breasts, and the nipples became instantly hard. Sue quivered slightly as he bent to nuzzle her neck. She rubbed her belly against his growing erection. Sometimes he liked to arouse her gradually, working her up to fever pitch before they got down to essentials. But she was already turned on and didn't want to wait.

"Give me some cock, darling," she said, sliding her hand between his thighs. "Let's fuck now!"

"Huh-uh. I want to treat you right. And this is going to be a good one."

"Do we have enough time? You do have a new girl waiting outside ... and she is very cute," she added reluctantly.

"Why didn't you .tell me before?" Curt laughed. He released her and moved over to his desk, then gave Sue a warm smile. "If you don't mind, then, I'll finish with her as soon as I can. So please send her in."

"Of course, doctor," Sue retorted. She wondered why she had bothered to open her big mouth. But then again, even if Curt did rip into this new girl, there'd still be plenty left for her. Smiling ruefully, she went into the reception area.

"Miss Halter," Sue said softly, giving the youthful teenager a friendly smile. "Dr. Jennings is free to see you now. Please step right this way." Sue picked up the case file Diane had finished filling out and led the beautiful young girl into Curt's office. She handed Curt the file with a bland expression.

"Please sit down on the couch, Miss Halter," Curt said gravely. He used the time while Sue left the room to study Diane. She was just a child, he thought incredulously. He didn't handle children. And Sue had no business accepting this child as a patient of his without clearing it with him first. He would dearly enjoy pointing this out to Sue in terms even she could understand! "Now, how can I help you?" He glanced rapidly at her history and barely suppressed a groan. The girl was only eighteen years old. He could hardly wait to get his hands on Sue.

"Whatever I say is only between us?" Diane asked shyly.

"Certainly, my dear." Curt's automatic smile of encouragement faltered slightly when he encountered the serious gaze of her gray eyes. His interest sharpened. Possibly this case wouldn't be as disappointing as he first thought. He might even handle it himself, instead of referring her to another psychiatrist. "Whatever you tell me is a professional confidence. No one else will know."

"Including my parents?" Diane insisted. Her tense body began to relax under the warm caress of his calm voice.

"I said everyone," Curt repeated firmly. He wondered if Sue had really fixed the intercom, or whether she was listening in right now. "My integrity as a psychiatrist doesn't allow me to play games with matters of professional confidence." He was aware that he probably sounded square. But it was necessary to reassure this child before any progress could be made. Smiling warmly at her, he was rewarded by a shy flicker of response.

"My problem is that I love my brother," Diane said hesitantly.

Curt waited for her to continue. She had a, lovely quality of untouched innocence. He didn't yet understand why so young and rare a girl should need his help. But he would certainly do everything possible, he vowed silently. "Please go on," he prompted gently.

"I'm afraid that's it," Diane said helplessly. "I love my brother completely. And I can't even stand the thought of sex with anyone else."

Curt swallowed tightly, trying to keep his shock from showing. Carefully, he looked at her short blonde hair, then down at her slender little body, imagining the delights they could have together. This was going to be a honey of a case, he decided.

"Do you enjoy having sex with your brother?"

"It's tearing us both apart. What will happen if my parents find out? They would absolutely die!"

"How long has it been going on?" Curt asked quietly.

"Almost four months now. At first, it was so wonderful and free. It was easy to hide it from Mom and Dad. But then they began watching us more closely, almost as if they suspected something was going on. I was really scared when Mom told me about this appointment. Luckily, I found out it was because I've been slipping in school."

"Then you don't think that what you're doing is wrong?"

"I can't help it." She laughed tightly, almost hysterically. "I tried giving it up, telling myself that I was a perverted slut. But every time it got so bad I thought I would go crazy with need. I even tried screwing with other boys. But I couldn't go through with it."

"Diane, I know this is difficult for you. But I have to know these things. Unless you can tell me everything you are thinking, I won't be able to help you."

"I'm sorry," she whispered. "I'll try to do better."

Curt smiled gently. "You're doing very well, honey. Just lie back on the couch and relax." He paused for a few moments. "Good. Now, tell me as much as you can about the first time you had sex with your brother. Just close your eyes and talk."

"It began one night when my parents were out late," Diane began softly. "I was really feeling blue. My boy friend, Robert Partridge, had taken me to a school dance, and we got into an argument on the way-home. He'd wanted to park and neck. But when I told him we couldn't, he said we were finished; there were too many other girls he could go out with who'd put out for him. So I told him to go right ahead, only take me home first. When the car stopped in front of the house, I ran right out, not even waiting for him.

The light was on in my brother's room. It seemed funny that he'd come in before me, so I looked inside the doorway. Don was stretched out on the bed in his pajamas. 'What's happening, Dee?' he said.

"Oh, nothing much,' I answered. I didn't want to tell him about Robert. They were good friends. 'I went to the school dance and just got back."

"Yeah. I saw you over there with Bob. But I cut out early. Didn't feel like sticking around. Come on in and let's talk awhile."

"He moved over on the bed and I sat next to him. My thigh lightly touched his. A warm, trembly feeling spread through me. 'What happened to Janice?' I asked. 'Usually, she can't let go of you."

"Don smiled wickedly. 'Wrong time of the month. Maybe I should get a back-up to take care of it. But I don't think Jan would let me. She gets pretty possessive."

"I frowned at him. We used to do almost everything together, but lately Don had grown away from me. Actually he was only a year older than I was. But I knew he was considered quite a stud by the kids at school. 'That's all you boys ever think about. Robert's always trying to see how far he can go. I don't know why he can't be satisfied with a kiss."

"Don't knock it until you've tried it,' Don said. 'Hell, half the kids in school are screwing. And that includes the seniors, too."

"Well, it doesn't include me. And you better not let Dad hear you talking like that. He'd tan your you-know-what for you."

"Don grinned. 'I'm not that dumb. But Dad could probably tell us quite a few things he was doing as a kid."

"I nodded reluctantly. 'I suppose so.' Maybe everyone else was right, I thought. Why shouldn't I try it and see if it was really as good as they said? But I wouldn't give Robert that satisfaction. Not after the way he'd dropped me!

"Hey, there,' Don whispered.

"What?'

"He shook his head. 'It looked like you were on a trip. Kind of far out."

"I giggled. I don't drop acid. I'm a good girl, remember?'

"Don was looking at me strangely. And then I realized that my hand was resting on his lap. I could feel the soft bulge of his penis through his pajamas. I'd never seen it before, but it felt warm and exciting. Suddenly he pulled me down and began tickling me all over. I laughed happily. It was like we were close again; but there was a difference. His penis was pressing against my belly. A hot, heavy feeling was spreading through my pussy. Teasingly, I slipped my hand inside the waistband of his pajamas and pinched him. Don cried out, pretending he was angry.

"That's not fair,' he shouted, pinning my arms back on the bed. I wiggled and squirmed, but he refused to release me. My skirt rode up and his swelling penis rubbed against my jerking thighs. My face was hot and flushed. I could feel my pussy dripping inside, a tingly sensation that felt fantastic. 'You're completely dressed,' he said. 'And I'm just wearing my PJ's."

"So? You're stronger than I am. I need the extra protection."

"Don shuddered in mock horror. He dropped his entire weight on me. 'Oh, boy! How dirty can you get?'

"Laughing excitedly, I agreed that he was right. He let me go after I promised to change into a nightgown. My heart was thumping furiously as I ran into my bedroom. I knew we wouldn't be playing just another game when I came back. I took off my dress and then my slip. What if Mom and Dad came home? I thought nervously. No, they wouldn't. They couldn't. Besides, on Saturday nights they always stayed out till two or three. It was chilly standing there, so I took out a nightgown and put it on. Unconsciously, I'd chosen my sheerest one; a light pink nightie that I'd gotten for my birthday.

"I was eighteen and never been....' Well, I was going to be! I couldn't say it out loud, but I wanted Don's cock inside my trembling pussy. Wild, incredible pictures flashed through my mind. Even though I wasn't sure what it would be like, my desire was building frantically.

"Don's eyes widened with surprise when I returned. But he played it cool. 'It's about time,' he said, grabbing me around the waist and pulling me against him. He couldn't keep his eyes off my skimpy bra. His big cock throbbed between my legs. I've been waiting half an hour for you to get back here!'

"Breaking away from him, I ran over to the bed. He followed me and pushed me down on it. A slow burning sensation spread through my loins as we wrestled and rolled. Don was feeling me all over, running his hands over my breasts and thighs. Giggling, I slapped my hand against his erection. It was thick and bulging!

"Hey, cut that out!' he laughed. 'What do you think you're doing?' His hand slid inside my panties. Delicately, he began to stroke my clitoris. It felt so good I had to moan with pleasure. 'You can keep a secret, can't you?' he whispered. He stuck his finger into the wet, open lips of my pussy. 'You won't tell anyone about this?'

"I was so excited I couldn't even speak. It was the first time I had ever let anyone touch me down there, and his finger was driving me crazy. Nodding my head, I reached inside his pajamas to grab his prick. Don shivered as I stroked my fingers over the rigid pole. He sat up and lifted my nightgown over my head. Then he removed my bra. His fingers lightly caressed my swelling titties, making the tiny nipples harden and pop open. Pulling his face down against my breast, I gasped at the wet warm touch of his mouth.

"You're beautiful,' he whispered, trailing his lips over my burning nipples. His hands roamed over my body, creating delicious shivers inside of me. Then, without saying another word, he climbed off the bed and stripped. He stared into my eyes and slowly removed my panties. We were both completely naked. Opening my arms to him, I trembled with fear and delight. My pussy was wildly aroused by the sight of his huge penis. The hot juices were trickling down its walls, making it pulse with sensual hunger. I was going to be fucked for the first time, and my brother was going to do it!

"Spread your legs wide,' he said, lowering himself over me. My hips started rocking back and forth, pushing against his great, hard rod. The knob slid along the soft blonde hair of my pussy, teasing me unbearably. Reaching down, I grasped the thick shaft in my tiny hand. It was warm and alive, throbbing with power. Slowly, he thrust forward, guiding himself into me. His prick was so big I was afraid I couldn't take it all. But my hips lifted eagerly as the tip slid between my cunt lips. It was unbelievably exciting!

"Yes ... do it to me,' I sighed. 'Make me a woman.' His cock pushed into the slick, wet groove of my sex. I moaned desperately. It felt like I was on fire. My arms wound about his neck. It was the most thrilling moment of my life, and my entire body withed with need. But I couldn't keep from whimpering as he forced another inch of his massive spike inside my tiny cunt. 'Ooohh, it hurts,' I panted. 'Please, Don. Unnhh."

"Don paused and looked down at me. 'Do you want me to stop? I will if you want me to."

"Frantic, I shook my head. 'It's all right. Fuck me with your cock. Do it!'

"Then I'm going in all the way,' he whispered hoarsely. 'It's going to hurt a little, so try to hang on.' He began to rock deeper and deeper into my pussy. I screamed with pain and excitement. It felt like he was splitting me in two! 'Just a little more,' he groaned, plunging his tool into my shrieking cunt. 'Just a little more and it'll be over."

"My ass was wiggling all over the bed. He drove into me all the way, opening me up completely. I thrust my hips up against his in convulsive shudders. Again and again he ripped into my tiny hole, hurting me unbearably. I only wanted to get it over with as soon as I could. And then the burning pain began to change into pinpricks of glowing sensation. My pussy was dripping its heated juices around his swollen shaft, deliciously easing his thrusts. I arched my back as my body demanded more of his exciting hugeness, and my pelvis eagerly bucked upwards into his loins.

"Yes, fuck me!' I screamed. 'I love it, I love it!' " 'That's the way to go!' he cried. 'Your twat feels so hot and tight. Wiggle it around on my cock!'

"Each time he lunged, his heavy nuts slapped against my bouncing ass. My pussy gobbled his driving shaft with greedy delight. By now our bodies were coated with sweat. The wet fucking sounds of our bodies slapping together made me shudder ecstatically. Don reached around and grasped my buttocks, squeezing them roughly, twisting and grinding his hips. The walls of my pussy were clutching and kneading his prick. Each stroke made me tingle with fantastic bliss. I could feel his shaft pulsating deep inside me, and I gasped with frantic joy as the sensations grew even wilder. He gave a final lunge, then sprayed his cum into me.

"Suck my scum!' he yelled, shooting blast after blast of scalding sperm. 'You've got the hottest little box I ever screwed!'

* * *

The sudden knocking on the outer office door came at the height of Sue's climax. Jerking her fingers out of her drenched cunt, she snapped off the intercom. Then she stood up and quickly straightened her uniform. "Just a second," she called out. She went to unlock the office door, cursing steadily under her breath. Of all the goddamn rotten luck! There wasn't another appointment for another hour. So who the hell could it be? She opened the door and found herself staring blankly at Jim Sanders. "Why, Jimmy!

What are you doing here?"

The youth fidgeted nervously under her curious stare. "I was by here anyway, so I figured I'd drop by and check to see how the intercom is working. I hope it's all right."

"Of course it is, Jimmy," she said, frantically trying to straighten her thinking. "I appreciate the thought. But it would be better if you came back after office hours, when Dr. Jennings won't have any patients around."

"Then how about a fast inspection? I doubt I'll be able to get back here later. There's too much work down at the lab."

Sue hesitated. "Well-"

"I promise it'll be quick." He stepped into the office and closed the door behind him. "It has to be, because I've got a class coming up pretty soon."

"Oh, all right," she said. "But the intercom seems to be working perfectly. And Dr. Jennings can't be disturbed right now. Not for another hour or so. He has a patient with him."

Jim nodded and followed Sue to her glassed-in cubicle. The intercom was on the desk comer. Sue sat in her chair and watched while Jim took a screwdriver out of his pocket and removed the back cover. He peered inside, checking the wiring. "It looks okay," he said a couple of minutes later. He replaced the cover and straightened up. "And since it hasn't been giving you any trouble, I doubt that it will."

"Thank you, Jim. You were wonderful to put this new unit in for me. And if there is anything I can do to repay you, please let me know."

Jim laughed self-consciously. "You already did quite a bit for me."

Sue smiled devilishly. "For both of us, darling. It was just as much my pleasure as yours." She felt a familiar itch spreading through her loins. She hadn't really been satisfied by her finger-fucking; it was good, but it couldn't compare with a real, live cock. The feel of hot cum splattering against her womb....But this kind of thinking wouldn't do her any good, she told herself severely.

"I must have seemed like a real dumb kid," Jim said. "The way you treated me and all."

"No, Jimmy, of course not. You were very sweet. I mean that sincerely."

Jim moved closer and put his hand on her shoulder. His eyes flickered hungrily over her breasts. "I'm glad you think so, because I think you're absolutely perfect!"

Sue didn't like the way he was looking at her; it was flattering, but it wouldn't do to get any ideas in her head right now. "I love hearing you talk that way," she laughed, standing up. "But it's getting a little crowded in here." She edged past him and went back into the reception area.

"Gee, I hope I didn't offend you, Sue-Miss Thompson," he blurted, following after her. "I certainly didn't mean to."

"Oh, Jimmy," she said lightly, "you couldn't offend me. We're friends. I wouldn't have let you stay in my apartment if we weren't."

"I guess not," he said, grinning now. "Even if you did kick me out this morning."

"Poor boy." She smiled mockingly. "Were your feelings hurt? But your mother might start to wonder where her little darling was. Especially if she called to talk to you."

Jim smirked. "I told you, I fixed that up with Alex. He'd cover for me. And ever since he got his own apartment, he's been really swinging. Maybe that's what I should do ... get my own apartment. Except that I can't really afford one."

It would be quite a while before Jim was a swinger, she thought amusedly. Apartment or not. He had about as much style as a baby duck. But his presence was still bothering her. Of course, anything in pants would do that. And Jim was definitely a male; she'd had proof of that! "Didn't you say you had classes?" she asked. "I don't know about an apartment, but you can't afford to miss school. You don't want to be a repairman all your life."

"It's just English," he said. "I hate the stupid class. Doesn't teach you anything at all. And the teacher-she's an old bag who should've retired a hundred years ago."

Sue laughed. "I'm afraid I hated English, too. But you better get going anyway. You can't goof off like that."

"Will I see you tonight?"

Sue shook her head. "I don't think so. I've already got a date."

"How about after?" His voice was slightly strained. "I can wait at Alex's place until you're back. He won't mind."

"I'm sorry, Jimmy, but...." She wouldn't be coming back to her apartment, but she couldn't tell him that. It would hurt him too much. "Well, it will probably be late when I get back. And I need to get some rest."

"Then what if I drop by here when you get off?" he asked with increasing boldness. His eyes roamed over her lush body with unconcealed desire. "Around six-fifteen or so. Will you be here then?"

"I already told you I have a date tonight. And it's none of your business where I am." Really, she thought, he was getting too big for his britches. He was just a young punk. And just because he'd gotten into her a few times didn't mean he had free access any time he wanted. She'd better slap him down before it was too late.

"Oh, come on now, Sue," Jim said. Slipping his arms around her slender waist, he pulled her against him. "There wouldn't be much sense in my coming here alone, would there?"

"Listen, Jimmy," Sue snapped viciously. She pushed back against his encircling arms and stared into his mocking face. "If you don't get out of here right now, I'll have Dr. Jennings throw you out!"

"Go right ahead," Jim taunted, brushing her soft red lips with his. "I think Dr. Jennings might be kind of interested in how I fixed up your intercom."

"You bastard!" she gasped. "You wouldn't dare tell him."

"Neither would you," he said. His growing erection dug into her soft belly. He wasn't about to let this beautiful redheaded bitch bluff him out of his kicks. Hell, this past weekend proved she needed it as much as he did! His hands slid down her sides, drawing her tighter against his throbbing penis. Sue moaned softly when he bit the warm white flesh of her throat. Her hips began an instinctive rotation against his. Jim laughed silently to himself as he felt her resistance crumbling. His fingers explored the outline of her buttocks, gently squeezing the succulent flesh through her uniform.

"No, Jimmy, no," Sue protested weakly. Her hands fluttered against his back. "We shouldn't play around like this. It's too dangerous."

Roughly, he lifted up the hem of her skirt, then slid his hand between her thighs. She wasn't wearing any panties and his fingers pried open her slick pussy lips. He stuck two fingers into her sopping wet cunt. Sue trembled blissfully and clutched at his shoulders. "Jesus, you want to fuck as bad as I do," Jim panted. "You're creaming all over inside. And I'm about to shoot off in my pants!"

"Don't ... please," she whimpered, grinding her pelvis into his fingers.. Crazy flashes of lust flickered through her loins. She could hardly wait to get his cock inside her. But Curt could come out any time. Or even worse, Diane! "Jimmy, we can't...."

His lips came down on hers, cutting off her feeble cries. Working busily, his fingers zipped down her uniform. Sue shivered as he slipped it down her shoulders onto the floor. "God, don't you ever wear anything under that uniform?" he asked. His lips feasted on her heaving tits, sucking and biting the fragrant skin. His hands cupped her ass.

"Not if I can help it, darling," she giggled nervously. She wanted to cry and scream at the same time. Her entire body felt like a giant pincushion of tingling anticipation. "Or don't you remember the first time we fucked?"

"What do you mean, if I remember?" He stepped back and rapidly stripped off his clothes. "Do you think this thing could ever forget?" He grasped his swollen cock in his hand. Sue stared at it hungrily. The large purplish knob pointed straight towards the curling red hair of her pussy. Jim could see the tiny mouth visibly twitching for his meat; God, it was beautiful. It was the only pussy he'd ever seen, but nothing could match it.

"Lock the front door, you bastard," she said. "Then get back here."

"Huh ... oh ... yeah."

Abruptly, Sue backed away from him and walked over to her desk. She sat on the desktop, stretching her legs apart. After locking the door, Jim turned and followed her blindly. She watched his prick jiggling with his every step. "Hurry it up," she moaned, reaching out for the thick shaft. "We haven't got all day."

Jim shuddered at the cool touch of her slender fingers. She stroked him feverishly, forcing the cum up from his balls. His hands grasped the pointed cones of her breasts, rolling the taut nipples between his fingers. Her legs wrapped around his waist and pulled his body against hers. His cockhead grazed against the delicate pink folds; her twat felt hot and slippery, coated with juices. She bit his nipples. "Take it easy," he gasped. It felt like his sap would spurt out on her naked body at any moment. "Unless you want me shooting all over you!"

"We don't want that, Jimmy boy," Sue whispered. She slid one hand down the crease of his buttocks. Suddenly, she jabbed her index finger into his asshole, up to her knuckle. "Think of what a waste that would be. But this ought to stopper you up!" She giggled as Jim reared up convulsively. His buttocks writhed wildly, trying to escape her buggering finger. Slowly, she worked her finger in and out of the tight passageway. With her other hand she guided his cockhead into the drenched moistness of her pussy. Jim lunged forward, driving into her with savage force.

"Jimmy!" she cried. The searing heat of his massive pole shattered her teasing mood into a million pieces. She grabbed his arms, squirming against him passionately. "Stick it in me deep. I want to feel all of it ,.. every fucking inch!"

Pressing her face against his, she speared her tongue into his mouth, lashing his tongue and teeth. He began flexing his hips, driving in and out of her powerfully. Her ass slapped against the desktop as she strained for more of his prick. Dimly, she remembered it had to end fast, but all she could think of was the ecstatic sensations filling her body. God, he was fucking her good. She ought to get a medal for teaching him-except this was better than any damn medal! She rocked her hips from side to side, making his cockhead stab into the walls of her cunt.

"Jesus," he panted, tearing his mouth from hers. "Slow down a little!"

"No! Gotta be fast. Make it good!"

She slipped her arms over his shoulders up to his neck, gasping breathlessly into his face. Her firm, pointed breasts slapped against his chest. He was grunting and panting, slamming himself into her hot, velvety hole. Her dripping juices greased his shaft like boiling honey. His nostrils flared wide from the musky scent. Her cunt gripped him tightly, sending wave after wave of sensation coursing through his loins. The sweat was pouring down his body like he'd been working for hours. But they'd just started, he thought. God, what a way to exercise! This was living. No more wet dreams for him! He plunged into her again and again.

"Ohhhh, God!" she cried. She humped upwards, crushing her clitoris against his pubic bone, creating new and exciting sensations. "That's the way. Shove it harder!"

"Jesus, I can't," he groaned. "I can't ... any harder."

She wound her arms tighter around his neck, lifting her buttocks off the desk. Her thighs squeezed his hips with vise-like tightness. "Get your hands on my ass. Hold me against you. Do it now."

Jim grasped her asscheeks and ground himself into her wildly bucking hips. She pushed her palms down on the desktop and arched her back, moaning with pleasure. His cock surged into her up to the hilt. Her tits bounced about with each massive lunge. Now he was going so deep, she could taste him in her throat. She felt her loins melting in spasms of incredible pleasure. His balls slapped against the split of her buttocks, adding to her thrills. The whole room seemed to vibrate from the force of his thrusts.

"Fuck it to me!" she cried, slamming herself down on his joystick in frenzied delight. "Aaahhh, Christ! It feels so fucking great!"

Jim lifted her ass into the air, then drove into her even harder. Her sleek legs kicked against his thighs while his cock jolted into her. The muscular walls of her cuntal passage were wildly convulsing around his shaft, bathing him in her seething hot juices. Her entire body seemed to explode as he pounded the thick, juicy walls of her cunt.

"Ohh, fuck me, I'm cuming!" she screamed. "Fuck me hard. Fuck my cunt!"

"Wait for me!" Jim shouted, jabbing his prick into tire helplessly shuddering girl. He stabbed her with short fast strokes as he felt his climax begin. Then his shaft jerked wildly and his sap came boiling out.

"Yes ... yeeeesss!" she shrieked? She sobbed with joy as his searing cum splattered against her pussy walls. "I love it. I love it!" Her cunt sucked his seed with liquid heat. Crying and moaning, she thrust her loins down against his rod, milking him of every precious drop. Jim kept pumping away until his scum began to drip down her trembling thighs. Finally, he lowered her ass down to the desk. They were both so dazed with exhaustion that they completely failed to notice the door to Curt's office open.

Curt closed his office door behind him and froze with astonishment. Unbelievingly, he watched the two figures weakly leaning against each other for support.

"What the hell is going on around here?" he roared out, advancing towards them with blazing fury.

"Curt!" Sue gasped. Her hands automatically tried to cover her nakedness in a pathetic attempt at modesty. "Oh, God, please let me explain-"

"You stupid bitch," he snarled, cutting her off. "Get dressed before I knock your fucking head off. And that goes for you, too," he added, examining Jim with a piercing glance. "Move it, sonny, now." He watched them stumble across the room and fumble into their clothes. It would have been ridiculous except for the rage surging through his veins. He felt like pounding them both into the ground. His body was stiff and unresponsive as he moved over to an upholstered waiting chair and sat down. "Who are you?" he said, looking at Jim.

Jim finished buttoning his shirt. "I ... I'm Jim Sanders," he stammered. "I work for Hutton Electronics."

"He's here to check the intercom," Sue explained nervously. "Jimmy's the one who fixed it."

"It looked like he was checking it. Is that what a patient would think if one came in here?"

"I locked the door," she whispered.

Curt sighed. Was she really worth it? he wondered. "That's great. Maybe you should have put up a sign marked 'Gone Out Of Business' instead. Do you want to open the door now?" He waited patiently while Sue unlocked the door. "Do you realize that I've got a patient inside my office? An eighteen-year-old girl. What the hell would happen if she came out and saw you two on the desk? Or did you forget to barricade my office, too?"

"I'm sorry, Curt," Sue said miserably. Her heart was thudding against her ribs and her mouth felt stuffed with cotton. God, how could she have done it? She must have been crazy to let Jim screw her here. It was all her fault for not making him come back later, when no one was around. Or they could have used her apartment.

"I-I'm sorry, too, sir," Jim blurted. "I t-thought Miss Thompson was alone. Really, sir, I'm very sorry."

Curt stood up and shook his head. "I have to get back to my patient now. We'll continue with this later."

"But ... I've got classes," Jim said. "I've got to be in school."

Curt grinned unpleasantly. "Son, I told you to stay here. Don't give me a hard time." Without waiting for a reply, he left them and went into his office. Diane Halter looked up from the couch and smiled shyly. She was sitting on the edge of the couch, dressed in a white examining robe, and Curt couldn't help but gaze at her erect, thrusting young breasts.

"I'm ready for the examination, Doctor," she said. She stood up and the short robe swirled around her lovely young thighs.

Curt swallowed tightly. He felt like a lecherous old man about to rape an innocent child. Of course, he'd planned on screwing her anyway. But the goddamn incident with Sue and that kid had shaken him more than he'd realized. If he tried anything now, he'd blow it completely. "Diane, something's come up and I won't be able to give you your physical today," he said reluctantly. "In fact, I'll have to cut this first session short. Would it be all right to have your next appointment for two hours? We'll need that much time to include the examination and the start of our therapy."

"I'd like that," Diane replied. "I've enjoyed talking to you. You're very different from what I expected."

"Thank you, honey," Curt said warmly. "I appreciate that very much." He was tempted to change his mind, but he knew it was better to put it off until next time. '.'Why don't you change in the dressing room? And then we'll set up your next appointment."

Going over to his desk, he made a few notes in Diane's case file. She was a precious little darling, and he was going to make sure she received the proper treatment. If only he could figure out a way to take care of Sue as easily. A couple of minutes later Diane came back, dressed in her school clothes.

"I'm ready now, doctor," she said brightly. "And I want to thank you again for being so nice."

Curt stood up and smiled. "Remember what I told you. You have nothing to be ashamed about. Nothing at all. You're a very wonderful young girl."

Diane laughed and took his hand in hers. "I wish I had a boy friend like you. That would be something."

"Maybe you will," he grinned. He escorted her to the front door, passing by Sue and Jim without a glance. Diane was conscious of the tense atmosphere in the room.

"When is my next appointment, Doctor?" she inquired softly. Her youthful face was creased by a slight frown of concern for Curt's sudden preoccupation.

"I'm sorry, honey," he murmured. Looking into her clear, trusting eyes, he felt a warm regard for this lovely teenager. He almost shuddered at how closely she had missed seeing Sue and Jim fucking like animals right in his office. "Let's make it the same time next Monday," he continued, lightly touching her arm. He watched her leave, then turned to face Sue and Jim. "Now," he said deliberately, a grim smile on his lips, "I want to get a few things straight with you two. I can't stop you from screwing. But my office isn't the place to do it. Do you understand me?"

The guilty pair nodded ashamedly, flushing under his direct stare. Jim slowly relaxed and let out a relieved breath. Silently, he congratulated himself that he'd gotten off so easily. Sue, however, knew her boss better. She was waiting uncertainly to see what would happen next.

"You say you checked the intercom," Curt said, walking over to Sue's desk. "Is it working all right now?"

"Uh ... yeah," Jim stammered. His heart began to hammer. He'd thought it was all finished, and now Dr. Jennings was going to find out what he'd done. Christ, what was going to happen now?

"It's working perfectly, Curt," Sue said smoothly. She moved next to Curt. "The trouble was in my unit. So Jim replaced it for us with a brand new one."

"That's right, sir," Jim said. "It was easier replacing the old unit than repairing it. But there's no extra charge for the replacement."

Curt nodded. Something was funny. The kid was practically sweating. He wondered how Sue could have been turned on by a youngster like that. She probably had to show him what to do. "Let's go into my office," he said. "It's a little more private in case my next patient comes in early." Sue smiled reassuringly at Jim as Curt led the way.

Inside, he pointed at the couch and leaned against his desk while he watched them sit down. "Now," he continued, "this isn't going to be a lecture. But I want to repeat a couple of points. I don't want Jim coming around here expecting to get laid."

Sue winced. "It won't happen again, Curt. I promise."

Curt smiled. "That's right. Because the next time it does, you're fired. And," he said, turning to Jim, "I promise to kick your ass out of here if I find you bothering Miss Thompson while she's working. Fun is fun, but not around here."

"Y-yes, sir," Jim stammered, his face turning red. "I-"

"Fine," Curt said, cutting him off. "You may see her whenever you want-as long as it isn't here. I believe you have classes, so you better get going now." Jim hastily stood up and left. Curt chuckled softly as the door closed. "Really, honey, you can do better than Jim. The trouble with you is that you're too anxious. Get someone who knows what he's doing. I can't even imagine you with a kid like that. What did you do ... rape him?"

"Only the first time," she giggled. "After that, he wouldn't quit."

"Please don't repeat it, because I meant what I said. You're fired the next time."

"I understand," she said quietly.

"All right. We'll forget it ever happened "

It was obviously a dismissal. Sue stood up and walked to the door, then stopped and turned back. "Curt, there is something else."

"What is it?"

Sue hesitated. She wanted to tell him about the intercom. But on top of everything else, it-might be too much. She decided to go ahead anyway. "When Jim fixed the intercom, he did something extra. The new unit lets me listen in on your sessions. So if you want to fire me, go right ahead. It's all my fault." When she finished, she waited for Curt to say something. But Curt just smiled. "Well, what are you going to do?" she asked.

Curt shook his head. "Not a thing. You may listen if you want. As long as you don't spread it around, there's nothing wrong in it. You're the one who types up my case files anyway. And you're not trying to blackmail any of my patients, are you?"

Sue couldn't help smiling. She walked over to him and kissed him softly. "Thank you, darling. I'll try to be good."

"You better," he murmured, sliding his arm around her waist. "Because I'd hate to lose you. But I got so shook up with Jim, I couldn't even do anything with Diane."

Sue laughed. She knew everything was all right now. Curt was really wonderful. But it wouldn't do to let him know she thought so. She cocked her head up at him and grinned impishly. "You're slipping, lover," she teased. "Maybe I'll have to help you out on the next one."

"God forbid," he groaned.

CHAPTER FOUR

It was two weeks later when Sue met Jean Ackerman, Lena Barton's friend. Sue studied the young blonde with interest while she filled out her physical history. Jean's delicately molded features and her shy,'-appealing air of innocence only emphasized her youth. But her body, although small, was fully developed. This girl would be right up Curt's alley, Sue decided accurately. And he would be right up Jean's before the appointment was over. Curt wouldn't waste any time with a tidbit as luscious as this one. With all the fucking going on around this place, Sue honestly didn't see how Curt could keep adding more patients. But as long as she got her fair share, she couldn't really complain.

Sue depressed the intercom and announced Jean's arrival. Then she turned back to the girl. "Dr. Jennings will be right here, Mrs. Ackerman."

"Thank you," the small blonde murmured shyly. She rose to her feet when Curt appeared.

"Good morning, Jean," he said, smiling warmly at his new patient. "I'm Dr. Jennings."

"Good morning, doctor."

Curt stepped forward to pick up her history. Then, discreetly winking at Sue, he placed his arm around Jean's petite waist. "Please hold any calls for me," he told Sue, leading his young patient into his office.

"I've been expecting to see you for almost a month now, Jean," Curt said softly, seating himself at his desk while Jean gingerly sat down on the black leather couch.

"I'm sorry, Doctor. Lena told me about her visit to you. But I'm afraid it was all a mistake. I love my husband and I found I couldn't leave him after all."

Curt wasn't about to let her go so easily. "Jean," he said, his voice vibrating with tender sympathy, "I want to help you. But you must open yourself up to me. You have to be completely honest if I'm going to help you at all."

Jean's throat constricted, choking back a sob. She lifted her innocent blue eyes to meet his serious gaze. "I know you want to help me, Doctor. But I don't really need any help...."

"Wait a minute," Curt interjected gravely. "Lena has already explained the situation between you. You can't solve a problem by refusing to recognize its existence. Before you can even hope to be cured, you will have to accept yourself for what you are." As he saw the distress on Jean's face, Curt began to smile gently. She was a remarkably pretty young girl. It was Curt's intention to help her as much as he could-in his own way, of course.

"I have been having problems with my husband," Jean finally admitted. "But I don't know what to do."

"I can help you," Curt murmured, "if you will only let me. Now, please tell me about your husband."

Curt let her words flow around him while he observed her closely. Jean's long blonde hair set off a small, lovely face. Her wide-eyed innocence was mixed with just a hint of hidden sensuality. It was his duty, Curt thought warmly, to help guide this young innocent into the pleasures she was so obviously designed for. Suddenly, he realized he had allowed his attention to wander. Forcing his gaze away from her sweetly tantalizing body, he looked seriously into her blue eyes. "What you're really saying, then, is that you love your husband. But you can't enjoy intercourse with him."

"Y-yes, that's it," Jean admitted, blushing adorably.

"I know how hard it is to talk openly like this," Curt said warmly. He moved from his chair to sit down beside her on the couch. "But it is necessary," he added, placing a comforting arm around her shoulder.

Jean shyly looked up into his gray eyes. Her soft red lips were so close that he felt the sweet warmth of her breath. "I don't know how to thank you for being so kind and understanding, Doctor. But I appreciate your help from the bottom of my heart!"

The problem was, Curt thought ironically, he wanted her appreciation just a little lower. The best approach was a direct one. "I doubt there is any physical basis to your problem, Jean. But I'd better give you a physical exam just to be certain. It's a standard procedure, though many of my colleagues are guilty of overlooking it. I've personally found it to be invaluable in my practice. And I'm sure that you've gone through many such examinations."

The color flooded to her cheeks, but she nodded shyly. "Yes, I have."

"Fine. There are a few matters I have to discuss with my nurse about this afternoon's schedule. The dressing room is in there." He pointed towards it. "So just slip into an examining robe and relax while I'm outside."

Curt stood up, getting a white robe from the medical cabinet and handing it to Jean. He gave her an encouraging smile and went out the door, closing it firmly behind him.

"Doctor!" Sue exclaimed as he stepped into her small office. "I certainly didn't expect to see you so soon. What about Mrs. Ackerman?"

"Don't give me any of that 'doctor' crap," Curt retorted. "I know you haven't stopped listening in on my conferences. In fact, I think you get almost as much of a kick out of them as I do!"

Sue demurely lowered her lovely green eyes, unsuccessfully trying to hide their wicked, sparkle. She had been fingering her cunt just a few minutes ago, waiting for the action to begin. "I don't know why you don't trust me, Curt. After all the time we've worked together ... and so well, too!" she impudently tacked on, brushing her hand against his crotch.

Curt grinned lecherously. "Is that what you call it? I've been wondering how you earn your keep around here. Do you charge by the hour or the screw?"

"Not with you, darling. I go by how many inches you stick in ... I get more that way!"

"Now how am I supposed to take that?" he said gravely, trying to suppress a smile.

Sue giggled. "As a compliment, of course. But don't worry. I've got you on bulk rates." She paused briefly. "But considering the way you've been neglecting me lately, I might retract that discount."

Curt sat on the edge of her desk. He knew she was only teasing, but it wouldn't do to encourage her too much; that episode with Jim was still fresh in his mind. "As I remember it, you got three helpings yesterday. During working hours. From me. Were you still hungry?"

"I was stuffed," she laughed. "In fact, I didn't even go out last night. My poor little pussy was too tender to take on anybody else. But that was yesterday."

"I overdid" it," he agreed, ignoring her last remark. "Maybe you should go .on rations for the rest of the week."

"Oh, no you don't!" She stood up and looked him in the eye. "How often do I get something like that? Once every two weeks-if I'm lucky. And then . ..."

"And then what?" he prompted.

Sue thought rapidly. What could she say? "And then I get stuffed to the gills. Sometimes, I really think you ought to get that cock of yours insured, lover. What would happen if it went out of commission? Half your patients would commit suicide!" Was that okay? He was smiling gently, just like he did with his difficult patients. She wished she were a better liar. After all, she wasn't really guilty of anything-except rearranging the patient scheduling. But if he hadn't caught on yet, she was going to be a lot more careful in the future.

"Sue, I'm very flattered by your consideration. Who would you suggest-Lloyd's of London? I doubt that any local firm would have the experience or the daring to offer me a policy like that."

"Well, maybe it wasn't such a good idea after all," she said, sitting down again. Did she get away with it? "But I don't see why you should cut me down, Curt. I'm only trying to be helpful."

"The question is, how helpful?" he said with a twinkle. "Because now that I think of it, it does seem a little strange that I got nothing but duds yesterday. It looks like I'm going to have to start weeding them out."

"Well, if you do, you won't be getting any rest." She forced a light laugh. "How can you expect to keep going eight hours straight? You'll be needing more than vitamin pills!"

"Happen to have one of those pills handy? I might use it on Jean."

Sue grinned naturally. "You've got something better to use on her. Just take it easy though. She looks very fragile."

"I'm always careful," he snorted. "That's why they keep begging for more!"

His step was light as he turned to go. Sue was like a little girl. He enjoyed teasing her no end. And if she thought she was fooling him with her games about the scheduling, she was sadly mistaken. But she was also the finest piece of ass he'd ever had. Entering his office, he paused to let his eyes run over the lovely young girl sitting on the couch. "I hope I didn't take too long, Jean. Miss Thompson ,and I didn't quite agree at first. But everything worked out fine."

"Oh, no, Doctor. It was just a short while."

"Good. Why don't you lie down on your stomach and make yourself comfortable?" Curt suggested warmly. "As I said before, I don't think you have any physical problems. But we have to make sure." He helped her lie down, arranging the short dressing gown so that it just barely covered the enticing curves of her rump. His fingers began to massage her back. They moved in small circular motions while the girl's innocently trusting eyes slowly closed. She sighed softly, giving herself up to the rhythmic sensations.

"That's right," Curt said softly, "take it nice and easy. Let all the tension flow from your body."

Loosening the tie at the back of her gown, he bared her smooth white back. The crease of her buttocks was barely visible. The girl's eyes fluttered open, but Curt smiled reassuringly at her. He put his fingers over her eyes and gently closed the lids. She was an entirely alluring sight, Curt thought, drinking in her almost child-like beauty. His hands softly trailed down the sides of her back, savoring the youthful firmness of her skin. He spoke gently into her ear, his voice and hands creating an almost hypnotic state of relaxation in the girl.

Jean felt a warm, dreamy glow spreading through her body. She was conscious of the tingly sensations gathering in her pussy, and she welcomed them with a lazy indulgence. It was certainly a strange type of examination, she thought idly. But it felt so good. The smoothly flowing strokes moved across her shoulders and down to her tailbone, rhythmically caressing and relaxing her muscles. Curt's hands reached her small buttocks. He felt the girl tense slightly when his fingers began to move over her slender hips. Lightly, he grazed her thighs.

"Relax, honey," he murmured softly. "You have a very lovely body. But you have to learn to enjoy yourself."

Jean shivered when Curt's hands rested on the succulent cheeks of her ass. His lips brushed against her back. It felt so strange, she wondered. What was he doing to her? It felt so good ... but it was wrong. This wasn't the way a doctor was supposed to behave! She wanted to struggle, to tell him to stop. But she was practically naked and she didn't want to look stupid. Besides, maybe this was a new kind of therapy. He could be testing her body to see if she could respond.

"Doctor," she whispered hesitantly, "are you finding out what's wrong with' me?"

"I haven't found anything yet, honey," Curt replied casually. "But you might be able to help. Please tell me when you enjoy what I'm doing, or if anything is painful or unpleasant."

Electric tingles raced through her body as Curt's fingers expertly stroked her thighs and the firm cheeks of her ass. Her legs opened in helpless response to the sensuous warmth, exposing the soft blonde curls of her pussy. A low moan of delight escaped from her lips as his hand slipped down between her thighs to brush against her burning cunt.

"Do you like this, baby?" Curt teased. His fingers stroked the silky blonde fur, then lightly dipped inside her pussy lips. They were warm and moist with desire. She was. truly a lovely young honey. He could hardly wait to sink his throbbing cock into her luscious honeypot.

"Oh, Doctor!" Jean gasped, quivering erotically. "You shouldn't be doing this to me. I ... I love my husband!"

"Of course, darling," Curt murmured. He noted with clinical satisfaction the slight, involuntary movement of her hips, then pressed his finger into her tight young pussy. "I don't want you doing anything against your will. I'm only trying to help you."

Jean whimpered with delight as his forefinger explored the pulsing entrance to her vagina. He rubbed his finger against her tiny clitoris. The trembling sensations of excitement made her buttocks clench and contract, and the sweet moistness kept growing. "It's not right!" she whimpered. Her little rump lifted into the air, her entire body beginning to tremble in feverish anticipation. "It's not right ... but it feels so good!"

Pushing herself up from the couch on her hands and knees, she spread her legs apart. Her hips jerked against his fucking finger while she moaned in greedy delight. Curt used his free hand to stroke her swaying breasts. Her robe had fallen to the couch, but Jean didn't care. Let her body be naked to this strange doctor. The only thing that mattered was more and more of these wonderfully exciting sensations! Curt's lips brushed against the satiny cheeks of her ass. His tongue began licking around her tiny asshole, creating delicious tingles of lust. Her pussy itched unbearably and seemed to drip with juices. Her head was buzzing with the strange excitement. Her body craved more of this forbidden joy.

"Ooohh, yeeessss! Fuck my pussy," she moaned. "Fuck me harder. Stick your tongue up my burning ass!"

"My hot little honey," Curt murmured, tonguing her spicy hole. "I'm going to eat you out of your mind." He was only too happy to please this love-starved girl. His throbbing cock was thrusting against his pants with painful intensity. But first he wanted to eat her. Her exquisitely lovely cunt was one of the most delectable he'd ever seen. She was deliciously tight, even with just one finger inside her cunt. He knew he needed to open her up with a good cum before his massive cock could possibly fit in. Pressing his lips against her tiny anus, he sucked and blew into the twitching hole.

"Ummmmm, ooohhh!" she groaned, grinding her ass back against his tongue. The blunt forefinger driving so wonderfully into her pussy made her quiver ecstatically. Her cunt lips feverishly clutched his finger while her small breasts bounced and dangled with her shivering movements. She couldn't stop herself, no matter what the cost! Burning sensations of pleasure kept building in her loins; she was wild with need.

"Fuck me!" she panted Her belly shuddered blissfully as his tongue slithered inside her anus. "It's so filthy, so beautifully filthy!" she raved, hardly aware of what she was saying. "Take me now, you animal." Hot waves of shame flooded through her at her wanton pleas. How could she say such things? Writhing helplessly, she squirmed against his tongue and fingers. The erotic sensations kept mounting even higher. She was going to explode!

"You're so very lovely," Curt said thickly, pulling his head back from her buttocks. "You're so goddamn fucking lovely, I could suck your cunt all day long."

"Yes, darling, yes! Anything you want!" She scrambled onto her back, spreading her legs wide to expose her pussy. Curt's eyes feasted on the exquisite flesh. He decided to tease her a bit more. Cupping her firm tits in his hands, he kissed the throbbing pink tips.

"My gorgeous little girl," he murmured. His lips lingered with loving care on her right breast. Her hands wound about his neck, pulling his mouth against her burning flesh. She arched her back, moaning and sobbing. Curt smiled faintly to himself as he suckled on her small white globes, his fingers busily caressing her moistening cunt. The freshness of the young girl, the inexperience and shyness which he was rapidly destroying, added greatly to his zest. His nostrils flared wide with excitement from the musky scent of her body. He could hear her heart pounding crazily. Gently, he bit down on her swollen nipple, then slid two fingers into her soaking wet pussy. The tiny mouth of her vagina squeezed his fingers like a fish gulping food. His mouth strayed down her smooth, flat belly in warm, luscious kisses. His thumb gently rubbed her clitoris. He nibbled on her delicious skin, nipping and licking the sweet flesh until she was moaning continuously. Her entire body was so warm and trembling that he knew she was burning up alive.

"Has your husband ever eaten your beautiful pussy?" Curt teased. His head slipped between her thighs, tasting the thick nectar of her drenched pussy lips. He teased and caressed the soft blonde bush, then spread the swollen pink lips apart, blowing his breath into the quivering flesh. She wiggled and pressed her cunt into his face, gasping feverishly. He sucked the precious juices flowing down her vagina. She was such a sweet girl; it was beautiful how she responded to him.

"No, he's ... never eaten me," she gasped. She thrust her burning twat up towards his probing tongue. Her belly churned with the electrifying thrills. "Oh, God, it feels so wonderful. I can't stand it. Help me. Help me, pleeeassssse!" His tongue burrowed deeply into her twitching cunt. His finger rasped across the quivering bud of her clitoris, making her sob with delight. Her body writhed on the couch in helpless spasms of intense passion, demanding the release or orgasm. She'd die if she didn't cum!

"Give it to me now!" she screamed, fiercely pulling Curt's face against her twat. Her legs locked behind his neck, burying him alive in her fragrantly steaming flesh. He speared his tongue into her tight little hole, then suddenly jammed his finger up her asshole.

"I'm cuming! I'M CUMING!" she shrieked ecstatically. Her hips jerked convulsively as her body twitched in golden jolts of rapture. Gasping and crying deliriously, she felt her loins dissolve in gushing juices. Curt worked like a madman as he sucked and drained the liquid feast. His tongue furiously stabbed her churning cunt, while he pinched her clitoris to prolong her cum. Finally, he drew back, his face glistening with her slippery fluids. Jean lay on the couch, silent and listless. A wan smile of contentment lingered on her face as Curt bent over to lap up the last remaining drops from her pussy fur. She moaned softly. Curt chuckled and raised his head, smiling down at her flushed features.

"There's no doubt about it," he said. His fingers stroked the soft inner skin of her thighs. "You can enjoy sex with a man ... and you have a very beautiful body." Lovingly, he kissed the adorably sweet lips of her pussy once more.

"T-thank you," the girl stammered shyly. Tears welled up in her dark blue eyes and she turned her head to the side. "It was absolutely wonderful."

"Hey, now. What's the matter, honey?" Curt asked softly. He sat beside her and cradled her slender body in his arms, tenderly kissing away her tears. "You haven't done anything to be ashamed about. There's no reason to cry."

"I know I'm being foolish," she sobbed, "but I can't help it. Please hold me. It feels so good."

"There now, precious. You're completely safe with me. Don't worry about anything." He continued to murmur soft endearments into her delicate ear, caressing her shimmering blonde hair. A feeling of loving tenderness for this frightened young girl spread through him. He. knew he had been forcing her too fast. In her mind, at least, she was still part child. Even if her body had been completely ready, he should have waited. Damn it, he'd have to get her out of here fast, before he ended up raping her. The way his swollen balls ached, he couldn't take much more of this, and Sue would be more than happy to take this girl's place. "Do you feel better now?" he asked, forcing himself to smile gently into her large blue eyes.

"Yes, thank you. I don't know what came over me. I ... I'm really very sorry." Her small hand wiped her moist eyes, then dropped to the couch, accidentally brushing against his painful erection. Curt flinched. "Oh!" she started. Twisting out of his arms, she looked up at him with innocent wonder. Her firm breasts swayed delectably. "I've been so selfish and I didn't even know it. I didn't make you happy, did I?"

Her fingers tugged at his zipper. Curt sat there dumbly, almost unable to take it in. This was the innocent young girl he'd been so worried about? Christ, he'd created a nymphomaniac! But he decided he might as well enjoy himself. Jean worked enthusiastically as her hands slipped inside his trousers to grasp his rigid penis. Her eyes widened with astonishment when his monstrous shaft sprang into view. Her fingers delicately explored the swollen flesh, feeling the huge purplish head throbbing with blood.

"It's beautiful," she gasped, bending over it. "Even bigger than an all-day sucker!" Her warm breath made it quiver with lust. Her brain reeled from the strong male smell. She was like an innocent child as her tiny pink tongue hesitantly licked the smooth warm crown. It tastes so good! she thought wonderingly. Wetly, her tongue washed around the throbbing head. Curt groaned softly. She trailed her moist lips down the thick shaft, kissing and licking with growing heat. Her slender, fingers eagerly explored his hairy .sac. Then she flicked her tongue into his pisshole. "Does that feel good?" she asked impishly, raising her head from her luscious lollipop. Her hand slid down his wildly pulsing cock with seductive skill. "I want to make it all better for you. So why don't you get ready and take off your clothes?"

"You little minx!" Curt retorted happily. He stood up and quickly stripped. He laid his clothes over his chair and turned around, feasting his eyes on Jean's lovely body. Her small, firm tits swayed enticingly as she lay back for him. Her nipples were bright pink tips of glowing desire. A tiny waist and rounded thighs framed the dark blonde hair of her tender young cunt. Curt's mouth began to water as he stood there for a moment, drinking in the provocative sight.

"Doctor, are you going to be satisfied with just looking?" Jean asked sweetly. Her fingers spread apart her pussy lips to show him the trembling riches within. "Wouldn't you like to ball me?"

"Shit, yes!" Curt groaned. He climbed over her, then pressed his rigid cock between her legs. Jean whimpered softly, pulling his hard strong body down on hers. His chest pressed down on her small tits. She was like a molten river of heat flowing against his male strength. Her warm belly undulated up and down as she eagerly clutched his back, trying to pull him inside her. Intoxicating sensations of desire raced through his loins. He slid his hand down to stroke her pussy hair, then pressed his finger between her tiny labia. Jean moaned with hunger. Her cunt tingled with growing thrills as his thumb manipulated her clitoris. Thrusting her crotch against his fingers, she dug her nails into his skin.

"Stick it in me now!" she moaned hotly. "I can't wait any longer. I want you inside me!" Her pussy was an empty, aching void. Curt's hips moved forward. The tip of his swollen penis nudged the sweet, tight entrance to her cunt. She sobbed joyously as she felt the massive knob enter her dripping hole. Squirming and writhing, she flung her legs around his thighs, desperate for more. Her slender hands slid between their bodies to grasp the thick shaft, and she strained upwards to impale herself in utterly delicious torture.

"More, more!" she squealed, humping her pussy against his teasing prick. Why wasn't he fucking her? she wondered. And then, as he began to slowly push into the incredible tightness of her vagina, she soon found out. A white-hot spike was driving between her legs; she was being raped by a bull'. "Oh God, it's too big!" she moaned. Her tiny cunt was stretching in fiery pain as he pushed forward, driving in another inch. "Please, no. It hurts! Oooohhhh, it's hurting me so Lad!"

"Just a little more," Curt gasped. "Wait until your pussy loosens up. And then it'll be so very good." Resting for a moment, he throbbed his prick inside her not, tight walls. She responded by cautiously wiggling her ass. Her cuntal muscles rippled around his shaft, slowly accepting his great size. The white-hot agony was gradually fading, being replaced by little shivers began moving again, gradually burying his cock into her up to the hilt. Jean whimpered helplessly as he drew his searing lance back to her entrance, only to thrust it into her again and again, driving her out of her mind.

It was like fucking a virgin, Curt thought hazily. He plowed into her incredibly tight cunt with increasing force. Her writhing pussy muscles squeezed and caressed the entire length of his shaft with wild heat. His balls were filled to overflowing and sending screaming messages to his brain. Shit, it didn't matter whether she came or not, he was going to blow his load into her any second now! His hips slammed against her straining loins, jerking faster and faster as he felt his hot cum boiling up from his nuts.

"Give me more!" Jean wailed suddenly. "Aaahhh, yes! I love your cock ... big fat cock! Give me ... give me!" Her pelvis bucked excitedly, sucking his dick into her steaming flesh. Her head twisted from side to side as she clutched his back, digging her nails into his skin and moaning from the thrills exploding through her loins. She felt impossibly stuffed with cock; it was the greatest sensation she'd ever experienced. Fucking was absolutely-great!

"That's the way, baby," Curt gasped. "You're really getting with it now!" He lunged into her powerfully, battering her into the couch. He grabbed her swollen tits in his fists and twisted them, making her lurch and scream. Jean arched her back, forcing him even deeper into her molten depths. Her steaming juices gushed down her pussy lips and bathed his cock in thick cum. Their bodies slapped together in noisy delight, sending surging waves of pleasure through them.

"I'm cuming!" Curt groaned, blasting his seed into her. He shuddered in the grip of his powerful climax. His balls seemed to explode in bursts of fire. "Take it all, honey. Can't stop now!"

"Yes, Doctor, YES!" Jean screamed. Her cunt frenziedly sucked his seed. Her insides were convulsing in ecstatic sensations as his jerking cock spewed forth its tremendous load.-She felt his thick scum burning into her flesh, thrilling her unbearably. She spasmed again and again in uncontrollable joy.

With a final groan, Curt sagged limply on top of her. He was completely drained. He pulled his shrinking rod out of her clutching pussy, then rolled onto his side. "That was great, honey," he whispered. "Really fantastic."

"Uhh ... oh ... doctor," she gasped weakly. Her warm body trembled against his. "Thank ... you. Oh, thank you!"

"It was my pleasure," Curt murmured softly. He'd have to set up her next session as soon as possible; it certainly felt nice to be appreciated.

* * *

Sue pulled her fingers out of her drenched pussy and snapped off the intercom. Her body glowed with the tingling sensations of her two climaxes. Briefly, she wondered if she was a voyeur, getting her kicks by vicarious experience. But she wasn't; it was just a stopgap until she could get the real thing. What she'd really like to do would be to actually watch. Listening was all right, but it left so much to the imagination. A peep-hole wouldn't work very well. But if she could get Jim to set up a closed-circuit TV system....God, Curt would really flip if he knew what she was thinking. It wouldn't be worth the risk. But she needed some action.

She smiled ruefully. She wasn't having any problems finding studs. This past week alone she'd been asked for more dates than she could handle in a month. Take Monday night, for example. Bruce had taken her out for dinner and drinks at the Basement. When they finished eating, Bruce excused himself. A guy from the next table had been eyeing her all along, and he moved in as soon as she was alone. Bruce came back and was really burned to find this guy talking with her. He told the guy to shove off, and it almost turned into a brawl. It wasn't funny at the time, but that was exactly the way she'd met Bruce in the first place!

Afterwards, Bruce took' her over to his apartment. He was really hung, almost as well as Curt. But what got her was his bedroom; it was a weird set-up, with mirrors all around the room, and a huge one on the ceiling, directly over the bed. It was fun watching herself getting fucked, almost as if it were someone else. It was a different kind of thrill. And she loved eating cock, but there was a special excitement in seeing herself sucking a thick tool into her mouth. They tried one position after another, giggling and laughing until they were caught up in the heat of the moment, then playing some more after they rested. She didn't get any sleep at all that night!

Bruce had even asked her if she'd like to move in with him. He put it casually, with no strings attached, and she just as casually turned him down. She didn't want him getting any ideas. He was just a date--nothing more. Certainly, she didn't want him on a regular basis. She wasn't sure exactly what she was looking for,' but Bruce wasn't it.

The door to Curt's office opened, cutting off her thoughts. Curt came out with Jean Ackerman. Sue smiled at the flushed features of the lovely blonde, pretending not to notice the way she was holding onto his hand.

"Set up Jean's appointment, Sue," Curt said. "I'd like it for early next week."

Sue opened the appointment book and checked through it. "There's an opening for three o'clock this coming Tuesday. That's the earliest I can make it. Would that be convenient, Mrs. Ackerman?"

Jean looked up at Curt, then nodded. "That sounds fine with me. I'll be looking forward to it." Curt walked her to the door, then came back and sat on the edge of Sue's desk. "What do you think of Jean? Isn't she a honey?"

Sue smiled. "She is adorable. And I bet you've found yourself another sweetheart."

"You might say that," he laughed. "How did you guess?"

"From the way she was hanging on your arm, darling. It looked like she didn't want to let go. But I wonder how Lena will like it if Jean gets a new boy friend and forgets about her in the meantime? Do you think she will?"

"Lena wouldn't," he agreed. "But I don't remember giving you permission to listen in on my conferences. They are supposed to be private."

Sue hesitated. Curt was only teasing her, she thought. But he wouldn't like it if she told him how to think. She had to strike a balance. "I'm only trying to help," she said innocently. "Because Jean and Lena do get together."

Curt looked at her for a moment. "You know, that gives me an idea. I've seen Lena three times now, and she is responding. But it's going to be a while before she'll be able to really let herself respond freely, But if I got Lena and Jean together in a session...."

Sue shook her head. "Lena would probably kill you. It doesn't sound like she told Jean that she's been seeing you, except for that first time. And even then she didn't tell her about what happened."

"I realize that. But it's still a good idea. And I'd love to get them together."

Sue giggled. "You mean you don't love them separately? I thought you did!"

"Jesus," Curt groaned. He shuddered in mock anguish. "How corny can you get?"

Sue stood up and stretched, making sure that her thrusting breasts and alluring thighs were prominently displayed. "The word is horny, darling, not corny." She snuggled up to him and bit his ear suggestively.

"I'm sorry, honey," he murmured. "I just can't right now. I've got a patient coming. You know that. But I promise we'll have a good one, right after."

Reluctantly, Sue stepped back. "I'll hold you to that, doctor."

He didn't doubt she would.

CHAPTER FIVE

The next day Curt saw Elaine Grant. She was a sultry brunette with jet-black hair and a voluptuous body. As a regular patient of his, Curt enjoyed their sessions with special warmth. He smiled at her from his chair, watching her hips wiggle seductively on the couch. She had a body that just wouldn't quit; personal experience had proved it many times. "What did you want to talk about today, honey?" Curt said.

Elaine took a deep breath. Her large, braless breasts pushed against her tight red sweater. Curt noticed that she'd spread her legs apart and automatically shifted his chair. Now he was looking directly up her thighs. She wasn't wearing any panties, and he was rewarded by a picture of her lushly furred cunt. His cock swelled and his balls started to ache. Briefly, Curt debated whether to screw her now and continue the session afterwards, or to let the tension build up. But then he decided to hear Elaine's story first; they always made him hot as hell.

"Have I ever told you how I met my mother-in law?" Elaine asked finally.

"No, you haven't."

"It was eight years ago," she began. "I had met Bob about a month earlier. I was crazy about him from the start. He was so handsome, it was hard to believe he would want me. After all, I was just out of high school, while he had finished college already and worked for two years. I was eighteen years old and I'd never had sex before. But I loved Bob. I knew that I'd be willing if he wanted to try anything. So far we'd only petted, and I'd certainly enjoyed it; it made me anxious to really get into sex.

"We went to an expensive club that night and had a wonderful time. When Bob suggested dropping by his apartment, I agreed immediately. I'd never seen it before and I was curious to see what it looked like. He'd never talked about his family except to mention that his father had died when he was still a kid. So I thought that he lived alone, but I was to find out differently that night.

"Bob's apartment was quite large. I was fascinated by all the lovely furniture there was in the living room. Bob fixed us a couple of drinks and put some records on the stereo. It was the classic seduction bit, and I almost laughed inside when he asked me to dance. Only I wanted to be seduced. I felt really grown up as we danced to the smooth, creamy sounds of Johnny Mathis. His penis swelled, pressing between my thighs. As we danced even closer, I let my body rub against his, and his hands dropped down to my buttocks. I felt happy and my pussy began to moisten with anticipation.

"You're driving me crazy,' Bob said, holding me tight. His cock pressed against my loins like a massive rock. 'I think you know that."

"I giggled softly. It was wonderful knowing how easy it was to turn him on. But my own body was tingling, too. The tips of my breasts were hard and throbbing. His rod felt warm and alive as it nestled between my thighs, shooting its heat directly into my yearning pussy.

"We'd better sit down a bit,' Bob whispered huskily. He led me over to the couch and we began kissing. His tongue slid into my mouth, while his hands moved up to cup my breasts. I pressed against him eagerly. It wasn't long before his hands went around my back, unzipping my low-cut dress and then unhooking my brassiere. Shivers of excitement pulsed through my body as I stood up and stepped out of my dress. Drawing a deep shaky breath, I removed my slip. Bob groaned and pulled me down beside him, burying his face between my tits. He bit the soft, heavy flesh. His fingers played with my nipples, stroking them gently, making me moan from the delicious sensations. His hand dropped to my thigh and rubbed against my panties. I gripped his shoulders, trembling with excitement. We'd never gone further than this before, but stopping now was the last thing in our minds. My body seemed filled with liquid fire and my twat was dripping with juices. He slid his hand inside my panties, then pressed his finger between my pussy lips. I gasped feverishly.

"Oh, you sweet little baby,' he muttered. Gently, he stroked my clitoris. 'I've wanted to do this so long.' He played with my clit for a few seconds more, watching me writhe with pleasure. Then he stood up and quickly removed his clothes. I was fascinated by his rigid cock; I'd touched it before, but never really seen it. I yanked down my panties. I couldn't wait to feel him inside me. I lay back on the couch, spreading my legs apart. He climbed over me and pressed his cock between my thighs. Pulses of lust exploded in my belly. Eagerly, I reached down and touched his swollen shaft. He groaned softly, then began moving his cockhead back and forth along my pussy lips. The feel of his hot meat made me quiver with delight. He bent over and licked my hardened nipples, pushing his cock against my pussy.

"Don't fuck her yet, Bob!' a voice called out. "Shocked, I looked up. An older woman, dressed in a short robe, was standing by the couch! Bob smiled at her. 'I was waiting for you, Mom,' he said. 'She's still a virgin."

"That's wonderful,' the woman murmured throatily. She slipped off her robe and bent over us, her heavy breasts swaying voluptuously. 'Virgins are the best fucks there are!'

"I couldn't believe what was happening. Bob scrambled aside, letting his mother examine my naked body. Her hands moved over my tits, playing with my nipples while I slowly began to understand the situation; if I wanted Bob, I had to accept his mother, too! My body trembled with fear and excitement when she started to caress my-pussy. What was I going to do?

"Oh, please,' I whimpered, 'I don't know....' " 'Shhhh, baby, don't be afraid,' the woman murmured. 'We're not going to hurt you. Don't worry about anything."

"I looked up and saw Bob jacking off his stiff prick. The sight made my twat pulse with hunger. His mother's tongue suddenly licked over my pussy lips and I couldn't keep from moaning. Bob moved closer, watching his mother kneel between my legs. I felt her fingers stroking my clit, filling me with wonderful sensations. My fear seemed to evaporate. Bob's cock was inches away from my lips, and I raised my head, flicking my tongue across the bulging head. He groaned feverishly, then thrust his penis between my parted lips.

"Suck my cock, Elaine,' he groaned. 'It's hard and long ... just for you!'

"Hungrily, I opened my lips wide, letting his cock slide into my mouth. The sensuous feel of his throbbing meat made me greedy for more. He started fucking the swollen rod in and out of my mouth, grunting with pleasure. He grabbed my tits in his hands, squeezing and kneading the tender flesh. His mother's fingers were stroking inside my cunt, making my entire body pulse with ecstatic sensations. Her tongue licked and stabbed my clit. I knew I was going to climax any second now. Feverishly, I began jerking my fingers up and down Bob's shaft and squeezing his nuts, hoping he would cum with me. I wanted to drink his thick, creamy sperm!

"Suck it, baby,' Bob groaned hoarsely. He jabbed his cock into my throat. 'You suck so good. Ahhhhh ... keep it up, baby, keep it up!'

"I writhed on the couch, fighting to accept his pounding meat, afraid that I would gag on it. His mother was burrowing deeper into my cunt. Streaks of fire raced through my loins. I shuddered ecstatically, feeling my hot juices gushing out as I climaxed. My hand cradled Bob's nuts. They felt hugely swollen. I gripped them hard, hoping they would shoot their scum into my greedy belly.

"Suck, suck, SUCK ME!' Bob screamed. His boiling cum spurted into my mouth. It tasted unbelievably great! Gulping furiously, I swallowed each splurge, squeezing his churning balls for more. His hands clutched my head, ramming me down against his crotch again and again. It was rough, brutal treatment, and my entire body was exploding in sheer sexual frenzy. And as if this wasn't enough, his mother was eating out my cunt even harder. I was cuming again, and again, and again! Sobbing wildly, I kissed Bob's softening penis, trying to make it hard for me. I needed it; my body was on fire!

"Fuck me!' I yelled. 'Give me a cock inside my pussy! I want to get FUCKED!'

"Yes, baby, yes,' the woman cooed, slipping three fingers into my cunt. 'Bob will fuck you soon. But first let me drink some more pussy juice. You taste so beautifully sweet!'

"Cum ... oh, I'm cuming!' I sobbed. I jerked and shuddered in mindless heat. "Ummm ... aaahhhh ... fuck me good!'

"The exquisite sensations seemed to mount and mount. I had never felt so incredibly excited before; I thought I was dying! Bob caressed and pinched my heaving tits while his mother ate my cunt and held me down. Panting and moaning, I pressed my face against Bob's hairy crotch, licking and kissing his balls. Suddenly, his mother stabbed a finger into my asshole. At the same time, her large white teeth bit into my clit. I felt my cunt explode into a million pieces. She mashed her face into my quaking loins, avidly devouring every drop of cum I had, bringing me fantastic waves of rapture.

"And that was only the beginning," Elaine concluded huskily. "Bob and his mother spent the entire night teaching me what I'd been missing. And I loved every fucking second of it!"

Curt stood up and moved over to her. His cock felt like it was ready to pop any second now. "I'm sure you did," he murmured warmly. "But how about right now?"

"Doctor!" Elaine protested mockingly. Her hand went out to touch his bulging erection. "I do believe you're horny!"

"That's right, baby," he said, sliding his hand under her skirt. "And I'm not the only one. Your cunt is wetter than hell!"

Elaine squirmed as his fingers slipped into her juicy twat. Curt's other hand moved up to her large, melon-like breasts. She began to fuck herself against his fingers, moaning softly with pleasure. Curt grinned at her ready response. "Let's fuck, baby," he said.

"Yes, I want to get fucked," she sighed, "but I want more than just a cock. I want a pussy, too. I want to suck on sweet pussy juice!"

"What do you mean, just a cock?" he asked, grinning lecherously. "I'm not enough to satisfy you?"

"Please, darling. It's not that. You have a lovely cock, and I love it so much. But .I want a pussy." Curt chuckled softly. "Where will I get one?" he murmured, fingering her luscious twat in slow, sensuous strokes.

Elaine smiled wickedly. "What about your nurse? I'm positive you've been screwing her. And I'd love to eat her little red box!"

"You know, you've got an idea there," he laughed. He studied Elaine's flushed face and thought it over. Although he doubted Sue had ever had any lesbian experiences before, she'd be more than willing to join in. Her appetite for sex was voracious; Sue loved fucking in any form. And he definitely wanted a piece of Elaine's gorgeous body. The mere thought of Sue and Elaine together made his balls chum with excitement.

"Please, lover," Elaine purred throatily. She reached over and squeezed his swollen prick. "Call her in now."

Curt stood up abruptly. He walked over to his desk and flicked the intercom switch. "Sue, come in here, please. I've got a special treat for you."

Curt was seated at his desk when Sue came in. She looked at him inquiringly. "You wanted to see me, doctor?" she said innocently.

"Yes. A small problem has come up." He almost grinned, thinking how well she was playing it. Elaine couldn't possibly tell that Sue already knew what was happening. "One that requires your services."

"I'm afraid that I don't understand, sir," Sue responded. She didn't even glance at Elaine, who was watching her from the couch. "But if there is any way that I can possibly help, I'll be glad to." Curt nodded gravely. "It seems that Mrs. Grant has formed a very real affection for you."

Sue allowed herself to look at Elaine now. "Why, thank you, Mrs. Grant. I'm extremely flattered. Personally, I've always felt you are a very warm and lovely person."

"Call me Elaine, darling," the brunette purred. Her dark eyes regarded Sue like a piece of candy, and Sue felt a quiver of response in her loins. This was the first time she'd ever had a chance to join in cm one of Curt's sessions, as well as her first lesbian experience. So she was more than eager to do it right. Curt was the one who would set the pace, although she wanted to please Elaine, too.

"Go ahead and sit down," Curt suggested. "This might take a little time, and you might as well be comfortable." He waited until Sue took a seat on the couch next to Elaine. "Elaine and I were talking about the various forms of sexual freedom. She indicated that you, as a woman, might have something to offer on the subject. It seems that my viewpoint is slightly distorted because I am a male."

Elaine laughed huskily and put her arm around Sue. "The doctor is twisting my words, darling. That's why I want you here. It takes a woman to understand what another woman really means. Don't you agree?"

Sue smiled shyly; the physical presence of this older woman was rather overwhelming. "I think so. There can be a certain instinctive communication between women. But it doesn't always work that way. It depends more on the people involved. And the doctor is very perceptive."

Curt chuckled. "Remember, Elaine, she works for me. And loyalty counts for something. You certainly can't expect her to say that I am totally inept. So why don't you stop bear-baiting the poor child?"

Elaine squeezed her arm around Sue, looking at Curt mockingly. "I'm not doing anything of the kind. Give me credit for a little maturity. But to be more direct," she said, turning her face toward Sue, "do you disapprove of sex?"

"Of course I don't," Sue said lightly. "If there wasn't any sex, how did I get here?"

"That's one way of putting it," Curt interjected smiling. "And no one will argue that sex is necessary for procreation. But what about the social aspects? Is morality a personal matter which should be decided by the individuals involved, or should it be dictated by a higher authority? In other words, if you agree to a sexual act, do you think that society has the right to legally punish you for it?"

Sue shook her head. "No way." This was a little simpler to answer, she thought. "How many people would be in prison today if everyone were prosecuted for the ridiculous sex laws we have? There wouldn't be enough people left to run the country!"

"There would always be enough, dear," Elaine said. "It's only the common people who ever get put in jail. Business and political leaders feel indignant if they get slapped with a fine."

Curt nodded. "The bigger the crook, the better the chance he has of getting away with it. Which is why some people are created more equal than others; they simply have a larger share of the 'common wealth. But this is moving away from the subject. What Elaine and I were originally discussing was the morality of homosexuality. What is your opinion on the subject?"

"I haven't ever really thought about it." Sue said truthfully. "But if it gives pleasure to the persons involved, I see nothing wrong in it. I've never tried it before, mainly because I've always been attracted to men. But if the right situation came up, I wouldn't , mind finding out what it was like." She could feel Elaine's eyes boring into her. Her inner excitement was building by the second. Nervously, she looked across at Curt, hoping that he would give her a cue.

"If more people had your general attitude about sex," Curt said smoothly, "the world would be a much better place. Sexual freedom should be as basic a right as any of the so-called civil rights. But it will be a long time before the concepts of guilt and sex are separated." He paused and smiled ruefully. "I could easily get carried away and talk about this all day, but this is a limited session. As it is, we're going to extend into our lunch hour. Elaine has already said that she won't mind staying for the extra time. How about you, Sue?"

Sue giggled. "I don't have any hang-ups about food, Doctor. So let's get with it already!"

Elaine chuckled and stood up. "And they say women like to talk? My God, the good doctor is ready to talk a couple hours more!" Casually, she slipped her skirt down her legs. "Didn't I tell you women understand each other?"

Sue was hypnotized by the thick black cunt hair directly in front of her. Her tongue licked around her suddenly dry lips. "You have a lovely cunt, Elaine," she whispered huskily. "I'd love to kiss it for you."

Elaine smiled sensuously and lifted her sweater over her head, exposing her magnificent breasts. The nipples were swollen and red, bigger than pencil erasers. She stood there for a moment, displaying her naked body to Sue, then pulled the redhead up from the couch. Their mouths fused together as Elaine ground her hips into Sue's. Sue moaned with pleasure and strained against her, lifting up on her toes to press ever harder.

"Get undressed, darling," Elaine whispered. "I want to love all of you."

As they broke apart, Curt grabbed the brunette and pulled her onto the couch. "First come, first served," he chuckled, climbing over her. "And I'm already stripped and ready to go."

"You cheat!" Sue cried. She'd completely forgotten him, and wondered how he'd sneaked around her. Hastily, she removed her uniform, then watched Curt rubbing his prick along Elaine's twitching slit. Elaine gasped feverishly and grasped the thick shaft. She worked the blunt head into her slippery hole, wiggling her hips to get every inch of it. Curt started moving his hips, slowly sinking into the welcoming softness, savoring the hot wet feel of her flesh. When he was fully inside her, he paused briefly and smiled into her staring eyes. Then he withdrew and repeated the cycle. Her cunt was getting juicier with each slow, sensuous stroke. Grasping her heavy tits, he squeezed them gently, twisting his groin into her writhing crotch.

Sue ached all over. She needed to join in with this beautiful fucking. She bent over them, kissing first Curt and then Elaine. Her tongue flicked into Elaine's open mouth while she glided one hand over Curt's back. Elaine reached up and squeezed her heaving tits, making Sue tremble blissfully. Her cunt felt on fire and she began to finger-fuck herself. But it wasn't enough. "Fuck me, too!" she groaned. "I can't take it any longer. I want to cum!"

"Yes, love," Elaine gasped. "Sit on top of my face. I'll suck your cunt until you cum. I want to drink your love juice!"

Sue moved onto the couch and straddled Elaine's head, facing away from Curt. Delicately, Elaine's fingers pulled apart her pussy lips, exposing the luscious pink flesh. Sue gasped in delight when the brunette blew into her hole. She lowered her hips, moaning softly as the woman's tongue snaked into her cunt lips and stabbed her clitoris.

Curt smiled to himself as he watched the strange spectacle. He paused for a moment, letting his prick rest inside Elaine's tightly clasping pussy. From his mounted position, he had a close-up view of Elaine's tongue darting over Sue's furry red mound. The sobbing moans of ecstasy tumbling from Sue's open mouth testified to the erotic skill with which Elaine was lovingly performing her task. Curt could tell from the way Sue was trembling that it wouldn't be long before she reached her climax. The sudden, impatient twitching of Elaine's juicy cunt sent shivers of desire through his loins. He began fucking her again in slow, powerful strokes. Teasingly, he bit one of Sue's luscious asscheeks, then bent his head to suck on Elaine's jiggling breasts. Elaine moaned hotly, working her hips around his massive shaft.

"I love it, I love it," Elaine cried, blowing her hot air into Sue's cunt. The intoxicating aroma of steaming pussy filled her nostrils, while Curt's cock seemed to pierce her innermost depths. The juices dripping down her cuntal walls greased the plunging spear. Her entire body trembled with wonderful sensations. "Fuck me hard and deep!" she cried. "I want every inch of your beautiful cock!"

"Of course you do," Sue crooned. She twisted her head around to watch Curt's gleaming hardness slicing into Elaine. Grinning, Curt lifted up on his hands to let her see better. The soft sucking noises of his thrusts made Sue quiver with vicarious bliss. "Curt has the biggest cock I've ever seen. And he really knows how to use it!"

"Ooohhhh! God!" Elaine sobbed. Her cunt pulsed around Curt's thick rod with greedy delight. "It's the biggest cock in the whole fucking world!" Elaine wrapped her arms around Sue's ass and buried her face in the steaming cunt flesh. For a moment she nibbled on Sue's clit. Then she began to lash her tongue against the trembling red bud. She was hardly aware of the harsh panting noises coming from her own throat as she sucked the wonderfully exciting flesh. The convulsive shuddering of Sue's body matched her own. She knew Sue was almost ready to cum, showering her face with love juice. Sliding one hand along the redhead's firm little rump, she found the puckered hole of her anus. Then, gently, she began to worm her finger inside.

"Aah ... fuck my asshole!" Sue whimpered. "It feels delicious. Go ahead and do it!" Tremors of intense delight seemed to explode in Sue's cunt. She felt Elaine's finger pushing through the tight muscles of her anus with exquisite slowness, and she shoved down on the buggering finger until it was completely buried. Now she began humping back and forth between Elaine's darting tongue and the finger in her ass. It was the first time she'd ever been fucked and sucked by a woman; but if this was a sample, then she was coming back for seconds and thirds!

Curt felt Elaine's cuntal walls clamping around his prick with incredible heat, drawing the cum out of his balls. He squeezed her soft tits, grunting with pleasure as she jerked against him. He was cramming every inch of his swollen meat inside her steaming twat; but he needed even more than that. Reaching down, he grasped her legs, then pushed them back against Sue's shoulders. Elaine willingly lilted her legs and wrapped them around his back. Now he was able to plunge into her even deeper, forcing moaning cries of ecstatic delight from her throat. His dangling balls slapped against her upturned ass, making them ache with intense thrills. He pounded into her even harder.

"You fucking stud!" Elaine gasped feverishly. "You're killing me with your cock. Cum in me already. Shoot your load!"

Curt lunged forward, firing a thick burst of white-hot seed into her convulsing depths. Sobbing and moaning, Elaine jerked with ecstatic sensations, urging him on to shoot every last drop. The hot, tight walls of her cunt sucked his spurting cum as she thrust herself against him in frenzied joy. Her thighs clamped around his waist with crushing force.

"Shoot it all, you fucker!" Elaine screamed deliriously. She bit down on Sue's clitoris. At the same time, she gouged her finger into Sue's ass, twisting her body in spasms of uncontrollable bliss. "Aaaaahhhhh! Give ... me ... more!"

"I'm cuming, too!" Sue shrieked. She mashed her pussy down on Elaine's defenseless face. "Eat me ... suck my pussy!"

Elaine gurgled happily. She sucked the fluids steaming down from Sue's cunt, lashing her tongue deep inside the delicious flesh, making Sue bounce and wiggle even more. She continued to stroke the redhead's ass and cunt until the last spasms finally ended.

Curt sighed softly as he rolled off Elaine, then dropped down to the floor beside the couch. He looked down at his limp penis, then over at the figures of the two exhausted women. They were slumped together on the couch, panting heavily. A few moments later, Sue raised her head and smiled at him.

"That was absolutely fantastic," she whispered huskily. "I've never had a woman suck me off before. But now that I know what I've been missing, I can't wait to do it again!"

"Of course not, darling," Elaine said. She reached down to play with Sue's sopping wet pussy. "Fucking is great, any way you do it. I have to thank my husband and mother-in-law for teaching me that!"

"But doesn't your husband care if you go out with other men?" Sue asked curiously. "It seems funny that he wouldn't get a little jealous."

Elaine laughed. "Not at all. In fact, he was the one who made me start with Curt. Bob had heard of him from some friends, and he knew Curt would help me get rid of my hang-ups. And was he right!"

"It's a whole new life-style today, Sue," Curt chuckled. "The old double-standard morality is dead. You know that yourself. Just because you take on more than one guy doesn't make you a prostitute."

"And that's the way it should be," Elaine agreed. "Bob told me that it would be selfish if he tried to keep me for himself alone. Why shouldn't I go out and screw other men? It doesn't hurt our marriage; it makes it more exciting!"

Sue nodded. "I'd like to meet your husband. He sounds like a very intelligent man."

"Hey, what about me?" Curt protested. "I like to think of myself as intelligent."

"Oh, you're all right," Sue said innocently. She sat up on the couch and looked him over, pretending to consider his merits. "I don't know if you're as smart as Bob ... but you'll pass."

Elaine .burst out laughing. "What's even more important, he's also a damn good fuck!"

"Thank you, honey," Curt said dryly. "I was beginning to wonder what I was good for."

CHAPTER SIX

On Friday of that same week Curt had a visit by a new patient. He took one look at her and knew this was going to be a rewarding relationship; he loved redheads, especially beautiful ones. And Cathy Everett was both. "I want you to relax completely, Cathy," Curt murmured softly. He watched the attractive young woman lie back on the wide leather couch. "Please remember that you're free to say whatever comes into your head. Our relationship is going to be very close. And we'll have to be completely free and honest with each other."

"I understand, doctor," she replied, speaking in a low, throaty voice. "My story isn't a very pretty one. But I know you can help me. I feel better already just lying here."

"Thank you, honey," Curt said warmly. Discreetly, he examined her. lush curves. He felt his rod thickening as his eyes traveled over the firm, thrusting tits beneath her sheer green blouse. Her sleek hips were molded by a black miniskirt. Curt wondered idly whether he shouldn't move his chair for a better view of her lovely thighs; they certainly deserved it. But then he decided against it. It wouldn't seem right if she caught him looking up her legs before they were properly close. "Now then," he said, "is there any special reason why you need help?"

Cathy's creamy skin blushed, but she looked straight at him. "My husband found me with another woman. He said he would divorce me if I didn't see a psychiatrist."

"I see," Curt said gravely. It was amazing how many beautiful girls were lesbians. Obviously, their husbands didn't satisfy their sexual needs. "Then you aren't coming here of your own free will?"

"Oh, no, doctor!" Cathy protested, sitting up straight. Her lovely hazel eyes were warm with emotion. "I wanted to see you before all this happened. But I couldn't tell Doug what was wrong before."

"What do you feel is wrong in your marriage, Cathy?"

"I don't know!" she cried. "I love Doug very much, and I was happy with our marriage. But somehow, it just wasn't enough. I had to go out and destroy it!"

Suddenly, her body began to shake. Curt quickly left his chair to help her. Sitting on the edge of the couch, he put a strong, comforting arm around her trembling warmth. "Don't get upset, honey. Now that you've come to me, everything will work out fine."

Cathy choked back a sob, her lovely eyes misting over with tears. Curt pulled her head against his shoulder, then gently stroked her fragrant red hair. Softly, he murmured encouragement. This troubled woman required love and guidance, he knew. Mainly love. He was only too aware that her full, ripe tits were pressing into his chest. His hands itched to fondle the smooth, creamy thighs revealed by her short skirt. She was a delicious little honey of a girl. Only her need for comfort kept him from caressing the luscious honeypot between her rounded thighs.

"Everything is going to turn out fine," he whispered warmly. He stroked her back while she slowly relaxed. Her precious, tear-stained face rested trustingly within the hollow of his shoulder. "I'm going to help you ... don't worry."

Finally, she sat up and smiled wanly. "I ... I think I'm all right now. I'm sorry to cause you so much trouble, doctor."

"Just take it slow and easy," he suggested, his voice warm and tender. "And there is nothing to be sorry about."

"I cry very easily. I always have."

"It's good to have emotions," Curt murmured. His hands unconsciously moved to just below her swelling breasts. "You're full of love and warmth. It's my job to teach you how to express your natural emotions."

"Thank you ... doctor," she whispered, smiling shyly.

Reluctantly, Curt released her luscious body and returned to his desk. He sat down to make a few notes before asking about her story.

"It all started one Friday about two months ago," Cathy began. "Doug was away for the weekend on a business trip and Jan Morgan, an old friend of mine, dropped by the house. We hadn't seen each other since we were roommates at college, so I was naturally excited to see her again. We went out to celebrate our reunion and had a wonderful time. It was getting pretty late when we finally returned from a local night club.

"Jan was staying overnight. We'd planned on sitting up and talking till all hours, but I was three-quarters drunk and feeling pleasantly woozy. I plunked down on my bed and stretched out, not even bothering to take off my clothes. Jan had followed me into the bedroom. She pulled off her sweater, giving her head a quick shake to straighten her short brown hair. Then she took off her stretch pants. She was completely naked. I was surprised to see that she wasn't wearing any bra or panties, but her slender body was strangely exciting to me. Her breasts were small but perfectly formed, like ripe pears. She had a boy's slimness, yet her hips were gently rounded with feminine allure.

"Here, let me help you,' Jan said, bending over to unbutton my blouse. Her fingers were deft and light as she removed my blouse, and then my skirt and half-slip. It felt like I was floating in a dream when her fingertips delicately stroked my skin before she took off my bra. I sat up and my full breasts swayed heavily. Her eyes seemed hypnotized by my soft pink nipples. Her face was flushed and her breathing was getting faster now. I asked her what the matter was. But she smiled and shook her head. 'It's nothing,' she said. 'It's just that you're so beautiful, Cathy."

"Blushing, I felt a delicious ripple of warmth spreading through me. I was built for sex and I knew it. But I'd never been able to really enjoy it before. My body tingled pleasantly from the alcohol bubbling through my veins. Jan quickly stripped off my panties and lay down next to me.

She was grinning mischievously. 'Roll over,' she said softly. 'I'll give you a massage like I used to in college."

"Grunting with effort, I flopped over onto my stomach. Jan got up on her knees and began to massage my back. Her fingers gently kneaded my shoulders, then gradually worked down my spine.

It was wonderfully relaxing. A few minutes later, when she began to caress my buttocks, I stiffened slightly. This was something entirely new. I tried to protest, feeling a strange excitement building in my pussy, but Jan laughed. 'Just keep quiet,' she said. 'Let me take care of you. I know what I'm doing.' j

"It felt too wonderfully delicious for me to complain very much. Her strong hands caressed the ripe flesh of my asscheeks, making me groan in contentment. My legs slowly spread apart as her fingers lightly ran up and down the sensitive inner flesh of my thighs. My cunt itched, growing warm and moist. Then her fingertips began to stroke around my pussy lips, while her soft lips pressed burning kisses over my ass.

"What are you doing?' I whimpered. My cunt was pulsating with desire. 'Stop it right now!'

"Please, Cathy, let me treat you right,' she whispered huskily, stroking my curling red pussy hair. Suddenly, she inserted her finger into my wet cunt. 'I'll make you feel so good. I promise!'

"I couldn't seem to help myself. The tip of her tongue licked along the crease of my ass, shooting thrills of excitement through my loins. Her teeth nipped my buttocks while her thumb rubbed against my clitoris. I moaned feverishly. My hips began rocking back and forth when her tongue licked my asshole. It felt so wonderfully wicked. Using both hands, Jan pulled the cheeks of my ass apart. Her tongue darted into my anus. Incredible waves of pleasure quivered through me. Sobbing with joy, I stuck two fingers inside my steaming cunt, finger-fucking myself like mad. Her tongue stabbed my asshole again and again, then slithered inside. I was ready to explode in ecstatic bliss!

"Finally, she drew her head back, saying, 'Turn over on your back. I want to give your pussy a little attention.' She waited until I rolled over, then kissed my swollen breasts. Her lips glided down my belly to my drenched pussy fur. Slowly, she spread the hairy lips apart, looking into my quivering pink flesh, then flicked her tongue against my clit. Frantically, I clutched her head, pulling her down on my burning flesh, wiggling and gasping for breath. Her small tits rubbed along my thighs with electric heat.

"Have you ever sucked a girl's pussy before?" Jan breathed. 'Don't you want to put your tongue inside my hot little box? I feel so fucking wet inside, my twat's like a swamp!'

"No ... I've never ... before!" I gasped desperately. 'Oh, yes, I want to. Please, suck me some more!'

"We twisted around, getting into a sixty-nine position. The dark brown bush of her tiny cunt barely covered the quivering pussy lips. Somehow I'd never seen anything so exciting before; I was almost drooling as I stared at her cunt, wondering if it would taste as good as it smelled. Hungrily, I separated her pussy lips and licked the pulsating pink flesh. She tasted incredibly sweet! Jan moaned hotly as I stabbed my tongue inside. Her slender thighs jerked, then locked around my head. She squeezed my breasts and pulled on the tender tips. She began licking and kissing my clit, driving me crazy with need. A few moments later, her tongue slid into the heated moistness of my cunt. Wonderful flashes of ecstatic sensation blazed through my loins, making me pant breathlessly. This was what I had been missing all my life. I wanted to give her the same wonderful pleasure I was experiencing. I rubbed my finger along her hard little clitoris and heard her moan. Eagerly, I began lapping up the dewy drops of cum flowing down her cuntal walls. My churning belly demanded more of her heated juices, and I grabbed her buttocks, sucking the loose folds into my mouth.

"Jesus! You sweet little bitch!' Jan groaned harshly, grinding her wet pussy into my face. 'Stick your tongue in me. Eat meeee!'

"Her fingers clutched my swollen tits, squeezing and mauling the sensitive flesh. The musky odor of her cunt enveloped my senses. Sobbing with excitement, I blew into the wet glistening hole. Greedily, I sucked her steaming juices, holding onto her wildly bucking hips. Jan screamed in ecstatic delight when I bit her pussy lips. At the same time, she jammed her finger into my ass. Electric jolts of rapture sparked through my loins. I jerked deliriously, feeling my body explode into climax. We licked and sucked each other until we were drained completely dry, then finally collapsed in a limp tangle of sweaty limbs.

"It was the best sex I ever had," Cathy concluded, looking up at Curt. Her eyes blazed with sexual excitement.

Curt's blood was racing as Cathy finished her story. It felt like his iron-hard cock would burst right through his pants. Studying her full-blown body, he could see the deep rise and fall of her thrusting tits. He knew she was as turned on as he was. "My dear child," he said warmly, "I can see that you've been the victim of your own innocence."

"What do you mean?" Cathy asked curiously. "You are a very warm and loving person," Curt continued. He stood up, ignoring the thick bulge protruding from his pants. "You can't help giving love to everyone you meet."

"But isn't that wrong?" she protested.

He moved over to the couch and sat down beside her outstretched form. "Cathy, never be ashamed of yourself. You should always accept yourself honestly." Placing his hand on her thigh, he felt her quiver slightly. Her rounded flesh was warm and exciting. Her breasts filled out her tight-fitting blouse just beautifully as she smiled nervously at him.

"I am honest," she whispered. "Everything I told you was the truth."

"And that's the way it should be," Curt murmured, running his fingertips along her leg. He noted the Goosebumps on her silky skin and laughed silently to himself. This was going to be a very rewarding case. "Now, why do you think you needed to have sex with Jan?"

"I don't know," she said distractedly. The tip of her tongue ran around her sensual lips. "I just couldn't seem to help myself."

Curt smiled gently. "Let me put it this way. Everyone has a certain amount of inner tension. This is perfectly normal. It's a result of our unconscious drives. But when these drives are blocked or left unsatisfied, then the tension keeps mounting."

"You mean ... sex?"

"Not necessarily," he replied. "Although sex is certainly included. But so are the needs for affection, and safety, and quite a few others. And there is no reason to blush when someone mentions sex. The need for sex is more easily controlled than the need for food, but it is just as basic to the well adjusted person."

"I guess so," she whispered. "I mean, of course."

Her face was turning pink. Curt wondered if it was from embarrassment, or the way his fingers were moving up her thighs. She was definitely growing warmer. "You know," he murmured, "you're very attractive. And sweet. It's very easy to see why Jan was attracted to you."

"Oh." Her eyes were slightly clouded now. "Yes. She said I was sweet."

Curt looked at her seriously. "Cathy, we are at the start of a relationship that is going to be very close. Extremely close. I have no doubts about this. As time goes on, you'll come to realize that many of the fears that are troubling you now are essentially groundless."

Cathy nodded faintly. "Oh, yes."

"I'm glad you agree," he continued softly, stroking a little higher. His fingers were now at the hem of her skirt, and her thighs were beginning to quiver more than slightly. "Obviously, you've been under quite a bit of strain lately. I can see that. And to be told that your husband is thinking of divorce must have come as a severe shock. You certainly can't be blamed for what happened. And feeling guilt for it won't accomplish anything."

"Ohh, no," she sighed tremulously.

"Exactly." By now he could have been speaking Swahili, and she wouldn't have known the difference; she was a very responsive girl indeed. "Which is why it will be necessary to make sure that you learn how to relax and accept yourself. Two very important concepts: relaxation and self-acceptance. Once you learn these, we can move on to develop your total self."

"Oohhh, yes," she moaned. Her silky thighs spread apart to let his fingers further up. He slipped his hand underneath her skirt, watching her eyes close to slits. She quivered uncontrollably when he stroked her silk panties. Her cunt was swollen and wet. Cathy moaned with pleasure as his finger slid inside the panties to caress her drenched pussy lips.

"You are a lovely honey," Curt murmured, deftly unbuttoning her blouse with his free hand. "A hot little honey. We need to cool you down a bit. And we're going to have such fun doing it, I promise you that."

"Ooohhh, that feels so wonderful," Cathy sighed. Her hips jerked against his finger, sucking it into her juicy folds. Impatiently, she helped him remove her blouse and bra. Her large, full breasts tumbled free. Curt brushed his lips against the lovely tips, making them stiffen with desire. Then, standing up, he quickly stripped off his clothes. Cathy's eyes widened with shock as she stared at his hugely throbbing cock. She arched her back against the couch and pulled off her skirt and panties. Her thighs spread wide apart. "Love me, darling," she whispered hoarsely. "Yes, love me good. I want you so much!"

"How bad do you want it?" he teased. He mounted her, rubbing the head of his prick along her wet, open cunt lips. "Tell me to stick it in deep."

"Uunnnhhh!" she sighed. "Please, please, plleeeasse!" Her entire body shuddered with lust as his penis slid between her swollen pussy lips. The muscular walls of her cunt contracted around his massive shaft with delicious heat. Moaning and sighing, she jerked against him, clutching his shoulders and showering wet kisses over his face.

"Hey, take it easy, baby," Curt groaned. Where was her spirit of relaxation? This was too good to rush; he wanted to savor every fantastic second. "Let's 'enjoy ourselves a little before we really get going."

"I want it," she panted, wiggling her luscious rump around. "I need every lovely inch, you wonderful man. Stick your thing into me all the way!"

"It's a cock, honey," he gasped, trying to achieve a steady stroke. "I'm fucking you with my cock."

"Yes! Fuck me!" she cried. She sucked his tongue into her mouth and chewed on it. Whispery little moans came from her throat. "Give me cock!"

The wet, warm, utterly soft feel of her inner flesh made his prick throb unbearably. Giving up any attempt at control, he drove into her, grinding his hips against hers, Cathy's hazel eyes were staring blindly up, her long red hair swaying against the couch as she deliriously gasped for air. His hands caressed her heaving tits, pinching and squeezing the soft flesh. Her legs crawled around his thighs, her hips jerking faster with his every stroke. His massive shaft rasped against her clitoris, shooting delicious sensations through her loins. Her hot juices flowed around his cock as the tight cuntal walls caressed it with sensuous contractions. She worked her rump from side to side, making sure his cockhead hit every part of her.

Curt felt his balls swelling in their sac with painful pressure. Rubbing his lips against her reddened nipples, he gently bit and kissed the lovely tips. Cathy bucked uncontrollably, spearing herself upon his powerful rod. He moved his hands down and grasped her ass, playing with the voluptuous globes. Her oozing sex was hot and slippery, yet tight and clinging, too. Cries of intense joy escaped from her lips as he rammed into her faster and faster.

"Oh ... good ... so good!" she cried ecstatically. Her head lashed back and forth as she felt her cunt pulsating in fantastic bliss. "Fuck me forever!"

"Wish I could," Curt gasped, whipping into her juicy depths. Her red-haired pussy shuddered convulsively, pumping up his thickly swollen shaft with a wet squishy noise. His crotch was smeared with her dripping love juice, turning it into a frothy, sticky cream. Flashes of pleasure raced through his body until his balls felt like molten fire. Suddenly, he plunged his cock deep into her cunt, firing a thick blast of sperm.

"Aaaggghh, I can feel it splattering into my womb!" she screamed. "It feels fantastic! Shoot it all!" Her cunt exploded in ecstatic bliss. His long hard prick skewered her sensitive flesh, shooting load after load of cum. Her pussy muscles clutched and squeezed his jerking shaft, sucking every last drop. Their climax seemed to last forever.

At last, Curt pulled his softening prick out of her clutching hole. He raised up on his hands, looking down at Cathy's adoring eyes. "Honey, that was really great."

"Do it again," she whimpered. "Fuck me again and again!"

Curt grinned and shook his head. "That cunt of yours drained my balls completely." He rolled over onto his side with a tired grunt.

Cathy reached down to fondle his prick. Her fingers were soft and tender as they caressed his shaft. "Then let me just hold it," she said huskily. "I can't get over how big it is. Even like this, I need both hands!"

"You're going to need more than two hands if you keep this up," Curt chuckled. "And we're not ready for that yet. At least, I'm not."

She twisted around and kissed his cockhead, crooning to it softly. It seemed she couldn't get enough of him. But Curt was curious to find out more about her. He watched her flushed cheeks, her dreamily half-closed eyes, knowing that if she kept up her caresses, he wasn't going to get any further in his analysis. Of course, the important start had already been made, and she was responding to therapy beautifully. "Honey," he said, his voice tender but firm, "you are a greedy little puss. But it's important to tell me a little more about yourself."

It didn't seem to do any good. She ignored him completely, except for the one part she was truly interested in. The tip of her pink tongue traced little circles down his limp but massive penis. Her nostrils flared wide from the taste and odor of their mingled juices. Curt groaned softly, feeling the hot tingles of need spreading through his groin. Gently, he lifted her head away, then bent over and kissed her. "Now be a good little girl and do as I say," he told her.

Cathy pouted sullenly. "You sound like my husband. Doug is always telling me not to do what I want. Sometimes, I get so angry I could almost kill him!"

"You told me that you love him," Curt smiled. He pulled her down on the couch beside him, enjoying the lush warmth of her voluptuous body. "What are you trying to say now?"

"Well, I do love him." She snuggled up even closer. "But that doesn't mean everything is perfect between us. Doug makes good money as an engineer, and we live very, very well. But he's gone a lot of the time on business trips, doing consultation work. And I get lonely being by myself so much."

"You poor little honey," Curt murmured softly. He gave her a gentle squeeze. "It doesn't sound like he is very intelligent, to be taking you for granted like this. Are you sure he isn't the one who needs help?"

Cathy giggled. "Not this kind of help, darling. Somehow, I can't imagine him lying here with you."

"Neither can I," Curt chuckled.

"But you're right, doctor. I'm beginning to realize just how naive Doug is. Especially about sex. I wasn't a virgin when I met Doug, and I told him so when he asked me to marry him. But he was the perfect gentleman, and we hardly even necked. To this day our sex life is very tame."

"Any working marriage is a compromise, Cathy. And while sex may be a major concern for many people, a few individuals almost ignore it entirely. You said that your husband is an engineer. It's possible that he's afraid of sex because he can't handle it like his slide-rule equations."

"Of course," she said. She was silent for a few moments. "I suppose it's obvious, but I never really thought about it like that before. Doug has always been uncomfortable whenever anyone even mentions sex. And he completely refused to talk with me about why I went to bed with Jan. He acted like I was contaminated, like it might rub off on him."

"You mean he doesn't sleep with you?" It was difficult, for Curt to believe that anyone could possibly be married to a woman as beautiful as Cathy and still be cold.

"Not since he found me with Jan," she whispered. She buried her face against his chest. "That was two weeks ago. We haven't slept together since."

Curt held her in his arms, gently stroking her head. Jesus, the poor kid. No wonder she was starving for sex. "It's a crying shame to treat you like that," he murmured. "Can he at least satisfy you?"

Cathy sighed heavily. "I've never been ... fucked as well as you fucked me. But I got along on what he was giving me."

Curt sensed her uncertainty. "And now you're not sure whether you want to stay with him. First Jan, and then me." She looked up at him and nodded. Tenderly, he kissed her eyes, then her throat. "Let me put it this way," he murmured. "You're free to do whatever you want. And it's my job to help you find out what that is. So just give yourself time, and everything will work out."

She smiled, her lips trembling slightly. "Doctor ... are you sure I'm not ill? I mean . ..."

"You're not ill," he told her firmly. His eyes were very intense as he stared into hers. "You're a perfectly normal woman. And you can believe me when I say there's nothing wrong with you." Nothing that some good, solid screwing wouldn't cure, he added mentally. And he was going to enjoy doing it.

Her hazel eyes regarded him with a steady, disconcerting stare before she smiled again. She rolled onto her side, arched her hips, and began moving them sinuously against his crotch. "Then why am I still hungry?"

Curt grinned lecherously. "That was just an appetizer. Are you sure you're ready for the main course?"

"Please, doctor," she sighed dreamily. Her pelvis wiggled against his half-hard cock. "I want to cum again."

She was like a greedy little kid who was just discovering sex, Curt thought. It would be a shame to stop now. He trailed his hand along her sticky wet cunt. Cathy whimpered as his fingers caressed her swollen pussy lips. She slid one leg over his, opening her cunt. Gently, he stroked her clitoris, watching her tremble deliciously. Her cunt lips opened and contracted in spasms of desire.

"Fuck me hard," she moaned. His fingers felt so good, but she wanted his big fat cock inside her pulsating folds. "I feel so hot and wet inside. Give me your cock!"

"You have to learn to slow down and enjoy yourself," Curt murmured. "Loving is slow and easy. There's no sense in rushing anything as good as this. Understand?"

"I'm hungry. My pussy wants some cock."

Curt chuckled softly. "Just lie still and let me take care of you. Let me set the pace this time. So don't move until I tell you to." He slid his arms around her waist and pulled her against him. Delicately, he kissed her, then darted his tongue into her mouth. Cathy moaned hotly and sucked his tongue like a baby cock. His prick throbbed with sensuous heat, rubbing back and forth between her rounded thighs, growing longer and harder by the second. She reached down and grasped it, squeezing it gently.

Curt lifted his mouth from hers and grinned. "Don't rush it now," he said. Her lovely face was shining with passion. It wouldn't take long before she was screaming for him to fuck her. Only she needed more than just a simple hump. He was going to fuck her out of her mind all right; but not before he taught her how much desire could add to her enjoyment. Bending over, he began to nuzzle her big, round tits. The large nipples grew long and hard when he lashed his tongue across them. A light sheen of sweat covered the velvety globes, and Cathy moaned softly as he licked it off. She arched her back, forcing the hot flesh into his face, clutching his head tightly. Nervously, she ran her fingers through his hair, brushing quick kisses over his head and ears.

"Bite my breasts," she panted. Her hips began making small thrusting movements, pushing her cunt against his rock-hard cock. "Oh, God, I feel so hot!" She could feel the sticky wetness oozing down her vagina as he continued to lick and nip her lovely breasts. Tiny electric thrills quivered from her tits to her cunt. Curt rubbed his shaft along her silken thighs to her auburn pussy fur, rotating his pelvis and teasing her gently. Her hand dropped back down to his crotch and began to fondle his balls.

"Now you're getting the idea," he murmured softly.-He flexed his hips, making his cockhead stroke her clit. "Just take it nice and easy ... enjoy yourself."

Christ! How could anybody be married to her and still be a shithead? It took a special brand of talent. But at least he'd done his job in tiding her over till their next session. That would be helpful, he hoped.

He stood up and padded into the washroom. It was a damn good thing Cathy was the day's last patient, he thought. He hadn't planned on spending this long with her; his whole schedule would have been shot. And Sue was probably having a fit by now, waiting for him to finish up. He stood over the toilet bowl and took a quick piss. It was almost painful at first as the heavy golden stream splashed into the bowl. He flushed it down, then decided to take a quick shower. The stinging cold water felt good on his skin. He came out, grabbed a thick towel and rubbed himself down, then combed his hair. He went back into his office. Cathy was still lying on the couch.

"Cathy, you going to lie there all day?" he teased. He bent over and kissed her. "You are a lazybones."

"Ummm, it feels so good." She put her arms around his neck, pulling him onto the couch. "I never want to move."

"You better get moving. Or else I'll tan that luscious ass of yours. And you wouldn't like that!"

She smiled dreamily. "You're much too nice to do anything mean. You're absolutely wonderful."

"Only sometimes," he said modestly. He couldn't keep his hands from wandering over her sensuous body. Her dark red hair spread out in thick, shimmering waves on the couch. Cathy sighed contentedly as his fingers gently stroked her lovely breasts. Turning onto her side, she pressed them into his palms. She touched his penis wonderingly.

"I've never felt like this before," she said. "I feel so calm and relaxed, yet so happy and alive. It's like the whole world has suddenly changed." Curt smiled tenderly. "I'm glad of that. You're a very special person. And I have a lot to teach you."

"You already have. Taught me, I mean."

"We haven't even started yet," he chuckled. "But I cap tell already that you're one of my very favorite people." Cathy was definitely relaxed now, he noted. The sex had opened her up, relieving her initial nervousness. But he also knew that something would have to be done about her husband; she deserved more than once-a-week sessions on his couch. Could he fit her in twice a week? Well, he'd work something out.

Cathy leaned against him. "Is this the way you treat all your favorite patients?"

"That's a professional confidence, honey," he said. "Remember, we've only had our first session." He looked at his watch. "And it's six-thirty already. So go take a shower and we'll set up your next appointment."

Her eyes widened with surprise. "Six-thirty! Are you sure? It couldn't be!"

Curt sighed and shook his head. "I can see that you have a lot to learn. Never doubt your friendly psychiatrist. He's the one person you can depend on."

Cathy giggled and pushed him away, then sat up. Her rounded breasts swayed enticingly. "Yes, doctor. Please forgive my heresy. Where did you say the shower was?"

Curt pointed her in the right direction. He dressed quickly and went to his desk to make a few notes on Cathy's file. First, though, he called Sue on the intercom and told her it would only be a few more minutes before he was finished.

"I was beginning to think I'd be sleeping overnight," Sue's voice replied. "And I did have a date tonight-something special, in fact."

"Sorry, honey. If you want to leave now, I'll set up Cathy's appointment myself. There's no problem."

"No. I might as well stay. I already called the guy and told him that I couldn't make it. But you're going to have to make it up to me."

Curt smiled ruefully. He wondered how special this guy was if she was so willing to dump him. "Fine. I'll let you off early next Friday. That's a promise."

"You know that isn't what I meant," Sue giggled. "I'm horny as hell after waiting all this time. So don't think you're getting out of it!"

"Can't you think of anything but sex?" he asked.

"Not if I can help it, darling. And it's kind of hard not to around this office."

Curt laughed. He didn't have anything set up for tonight anyway. So there wasn't much point in turning her down. "Okay. You talked me into it."

He flicked off the intercom and turned to Cathy's file. Cathy was a mature woman who wasn't fully aware of her own sexuality. The session today had freed her a bit, no doubt about it. But she still had a long way to go. In a way, she reminded him of Sue: physically riper (although he slightly preferred Sue's exquisite body) but sexually way behind. He couldn't help wondering how Cathy would finally turn out. It was fascinating to be there, guiding and sharing in her development. And fun, too, he couldn't help adding.

There were so many beautiful women, he mused, waiting to be explored and cherished. Where else could he better devote his time than as a psychiatrist? He only wished there was some way he could extend his practice. There just wasn't enough time to treat all the deserving cases he encountered. He'd tried group therapy when he was first starting out, and he'd quickly abandoned it. It simply wasn't effective. There were too many variables to control. Also, progress was faster when he could establish a firm relationship with the patient from the very beginning. And what better way was there than through sex?

He was still writing notes when Cathy came back. Curt looked up from his desk and smiled warmly at her, admiring her naked body. A faint blush spread from her face to the tops of her breasts; evidently she was still slightly self-conscious. He put away the folder and stood up, then walked over to her. "You look good enough to eat," he murmured, putting his arms around her. She smelled fresh and clean as he nibbled on her neck. "Mmm, you taste delicious."

Cathy snuggled up in his arms, rubbing herself against him like a cat. "Oh, you wonderful man. I wish we had more time."

"Uh-huh. You aren't the only one," he agreed. He gave her a kiss, sliding his hands over her voluptuous ass. "But you've got to go. We can't start anything now."

"Oh, you," she giggled. Her hand slipped down to his crotch. "You're the one who's starting things. And it's growing harder every second!" Curt stepped back and grinned. His prick was pressing against his pants like a crowbar. "Get dressed already, you hussy. And stop teasing me." Cathy sighed, hanging her head in shame. "Yes, doctor. I understand perfectly. It's all my fault."

"That's right," he said, trying to keep a straight face. Cathy was more like Sue than he'd realized. If he wasn't careful, he'd have another nymphomaniac on his hands. A thoroughly delightful one. But even two sessions a week wouldn't be enough!

When she put on her clothes, he led her into the outer office. She glanced up at them from her desk and smiled. "When do you want the next appointment, doctor?" she asked.

"Monday or Tuesday would be fine," he replied.

Sue checked the appointment book and shook her head. "I'm sorry, but you're booked solid. The earliest appointment is Wednesday morning at ten."

"No," Curt thought for a moment. "Cathy, what about an appointment from six to seven or so? It could be either Monday or Tuesday, whichever is more convenient. Or you could have the Wednesday morning opening."

Cathy smiled shyly. "I'd love the Monday evening appointment. I'm sure that Doug wouldn't mind."

"That's fine," Curt said. "And that reminds me. I'd like to talk with you and your husband together one time. It wouldn't be a regular session-just a short talk, about half an hour or less. Please find out when your husband can come in and we'll try to work something out."

Cathy nodded uncertainly. "I'll see."

"There's nothing to worry about, Cathy," he said gently, sensing her sudden fear. "From what you told me, it seems quite possible that he could use some professional help. So I would like to check this out."

Cathy smiled slowly. "Would you be treating him?"

"I'm afraid not. As you can see, my time is rather limited. But there are several other very competent psychiatrists in the area. And I'd be more than willing to recommend one for him."

Curt walked her to the door and then came back to Sue. "All right, honey," he grinned, "what's bothering you?"

Sue pretended she didn't know what he was talking about. "Doctor, is anything the matter? I'm only sitting her, minding my own business."

"Oh, yeah? Then why were your eyes so big when I gave Cathy a late appointment?"

Sue looked embarrassed. "I thought that was pretty wonderful of you, Curt. She seems very sweet. And I can't help feeling sorry for her."

Curt smiled lecherously. "She is sweet; the taste test proved it!"

She giggled. "You know what I mean. I don't see how she can stand being married to such a prude. I don't care how much money he makes."

"I agree with you. Just remember, though, that you keep your opinions to yourself."

"Yes, master." Sue's eyes twinkled mischievously. "Women's Lib would love you. Do you think I ought to join?"

"Sorry about that. I know I should trust your intelligence. And I do. So we don't need any Germaine Greers around here."

"Where do you want to go tonight?" Sue asked. She stood up and snuggled against him, biting his ear suggestively. "Hmmmm?"

"Let me see. How about a play? One just opened up and I can get tickets pretty easily. Supposed to be good."

Sue sighed and pressed against him harder. Her arms went around his back, while her cunt searched for his prick. She found the rearing bulge and her body quivered with instant need; already, she was growing warm and moist inside. He kissed her softly and pushed his tongue inside her mouth. Her tongue flicked back and forth, teasing him with light, quick strokes. "Oh, darling," she breathed. "You make me so hungry."

"I am, too," he murmured, brushing his lips over hers, savoring her wonderfully sweet fragrance. "I could eat a horse. How about Damon's?"

Sue took his hand from her waist and kissed it. Then, turning it over, she bit into the palm. Hard.

"Owww! That hurts!" he yelled, yanking his hand away.

"I couldn't help it, darling," she giggled. Her sharp white teeth gleamed brightly. "You get me all hot and bothered, and then you talk about eating. What did you expect?"

Curt watched her cautiously as she took his hand back and tenderly kissed the teeth marks. She was a nut. As a psychiatrist, he ought to know. And she was the one who'd started the playing around. He wondered what he'd done to ever deserve her. He was probably lucky she hadn't waited and bitten off his cock! The only problem was-he liked her. "Listen, honey," he said, trying to be reasonable. "I am hungry. For food. And I do want to eat. So why don't we go over to my apartment after dinner and the play? Or don't you think you can hold off that long?"

"Why didn't you say so in the first place?

Besides, I've hardly ever been in your apartment; we always use mine."

Curt shook his head. "Hell, you don't need an engraved invitation. You're welcome any time. You can even move in if you want!"

Sue eyed him for a long moment before she spoke. "I wouldn't want to take advantage of you. And it might get a little cramped. Like with dates and all. I mean, how would we work out the sleeping arrangements?"

Curt was asking himself how he'd gotten into this. He certainly hadn't planned on having her move in. Maybe she'd infected him with her bite. But he was committed now. "I've got the spare bedroom," he said slowly. "You can use it for dates, or if I have something on."

"Unless you want me to join in," she laughed. "Like with Elaine. I really enjoyed that!"

"So did I," he smiled. It might not be so bad after all. Besides, he didn't have any choice; she'd settled it already.

CHAPTER SEVEN

It was the following Wednesday that Curt met Sharon Peterson. A tall, voluptuous brunette, she oozed sex from every pore of her gorgeous body. Curt watched her settle back on the couch, unable to tear his eyes away from her thrusting, braless breasts. Her translucent green blouse plainly displayed the melon-sized beauties with their luscious brown tips. And her hot pants were so tight he could clearly see the indentation of her cunt lips.

"That's quite an outfit you have there," Curt said finally. "Any special reason for it?"

Sharon laughed. It was a low, husky sound. "If you've got it, flaunt it. And I'm hoping to meet some fucking stud who's "got the balls to Satisfy me."

"You mean you've never had an orgasm?" Curt asked, playing dumb. He was intrigued by her blatant challenge; she was practically daring him to screw her. And he would, of course. But only after he found out a bit more.

"I'm not a virgin, Doctor," she drawled. "And my husband's pretty good in the sack."

"Then what's your problem?"

"I'm goddamned bored. I've been humping so much lately, and it's not worth a tinker's damn."

"What does your husband say about this?"

"Roger? Hell, he doesn't care. We've been swinging for years now, and he gets all the cunt he wants. Like I said, he's pretty damn good. But even if I take on four or five guys in a row, I'm still left hanging there; I always want more!"

"Honey, you don't have to impress me," Curt said softly. "So why don't you cut out all this profanity?"

Sharon looked over at Kim and grinned. "Am I coming on too strong for you?"

"You've got a fantastic body," he admitted, smiling warmly. "So you don't have to shock a person to get his attention-you've got it anyway."

"Thanks, doc," she said, provocatively lifting her hips off the couch. "But I need more than just attention. I need to be satisfied!"

Curt was delighted by her open invitation. But he doubted that straight sex would be enough for her-not if she could take on five men and still be wanting more. She must use them up like toilet paper. He'd have to probe a little deeper. "What kind of relationship do you have with your husband?" he asked.

Sharon tried to shrug, then sat up instead, swinging her long legs onto the floor with fluid grace. "Do I have to lie down while I'm talking?" she laughed. "If I'm gonna lie down, I can think of better thing to do than talk."

"Whatever is comfortable," he said, trying to hold back a grin. It wasn't just his hands that were itching to stroke that magnificent body. "But about your husband?"

She sat there and looked at him a moment, while Curt wondered if his face mirrored his inner lust. Then, reaching into her handbag, she took out a cigarette and lit it. "Got an ashtray?" she asked, blowing out a long stream of smoke.

"I'll get one," he said. He went out of the room and returned with an ashtray, gave it to her and sat down again. "Do you want to tell me about your husband?"

"Not especially."

"What would you like to talk about?"

"Psychiatry is a bunch of bullshit," she said. She took a drag on her cigarette. "I can't see much sense in shooting off my mouth about how I grew up. There are better things to do with my time."

"Then why are you here?" he asked calmly.

"I heard you were different. That you could really help somebody instead of just spouting off a lot of crap about id and ego and all that."

Curt nodded. "That 'crap,' as you call it, is the basis of psychiatry. The major difference between one therapist and another is in how they deal with it. Personally, I don't believe in loading down my clients with an excess of psychiatric terms; it merely leads to a sense of pseudo-enlightenment. I have my own therapy system, which seems to be highly effective. But even I can't accomplish anything unless the client cooperates."

"You know, I like you," she chuckled. "There's more to you than meets the eye."

Curt smiled easily. "Thank you. I'm sure that we'll both be finding out a lot about each other as our relationship develops."

"All right, then. What do you want me to talk about?"

"You came here because you have some problem," Curt replied. "You already mentioned that it has to do with sex. Why do you think you aren't getting enough satisfaction out of sex?"

"Boredom, I guess. I know I'm damned good-looking, and I'm used to guys staring at me wherever I go. But as I said, I'm always hungry. Like at some of our swaps, I'll take on as much as I can get; sometimes four, maybe five guys. But it's stale thrills after awhile."

"It sounds like you're confusing quantity with quality."

"Oh, I get stuck with a dud every once in awhile. But not very often." She shook her head reflectively. "No. Most of the guys I know are pretty talented."

"Let's pass over that for the time being. Tell me about the last time you were really satisfied." Sharon smiled wickedly. "Are you sure you want to hear? It was kind of dirty."

"Go right ahead," he murmured. He didn't doubt it would be wild and dirty. "Just tell it exactly the way it happened."

"It was on my last birthday," Sharon began. "I was thirty-one. Roger had been hinting that he had a special treat in store for me. But he wouldn't say what it was, only that I'd be really surprised. I knew how stubborn he could be when he wanted to. There wasn't any use in trying to worm it out of him. But I couldn't help wondering what his treat would be. The year before he'd hired a whore and the three of us had spent the entire day in bed together. We really wore her out!"

Sharon paused and grinned lecherously at Curt. "In case you didn't know, I'm AC-DC."

Curt smiled.-"I thought you were," he said blandly. "But please go on with your story."

Sharon lit another cigarette. "Well, as I said, I was getting pretty worked up. Roger kept hinting what a great time I'd have, saying how I'd have more than I could handle. But the bastard just laughed whenever I asked him what it was going to be. Finally, on the big day, I woke up with a strangely familiar sensation between my legs. Drowsily opening my eyes, I saw Sam Braddock, our next-door-neighbor, licking my cunt. I sat up, but that didn't stop him; he kept right on, holding my thighs apart as his tongue snaked inside my hairy lips. I looked around and saw Roger and six other men. All naked. And I'd fucked every one of them before at some of our swaps. But now they were all for me. Seven cocks!

"Happy birthday, sweetheart,' Roger laughed. He sat on the edge of the bed and grasped my tit. 'How do you like your surprise?'

"Wow, this is great!' I cried. 'I can hardly believe it."

"You'll believe it by the time we're finished,' he chuckled. 'Come on, let's go into the living room. We'd tear the fucking bed down in here."

"I stood up and everyone surrounded me, running their hands over my naked body. They herded me into the living room. A large space had already been cleared in the center, and sheets were laid down. My eyes kept switching from one cock to another as I lay down on the floor. Everyone started arguing over their turns. My body was pulsing with excitement, and I couldn't wait to get going. Fuck the turns, I thought. I'd take them all on at once! And then Roger, acting as the big cheese, settled it.

"There's plenty for everyone,' Roger yelled. 'So cut out the bullshit. I'll decide who goes when.' He pointed at Sam. 'Okay, Sammy, you can start if off."

"Sam knelt between my thighs. 'Spread them wide, doll,' he grinned. 'Cause I'm gonna eat that lovely twat of yours until you scream."

"Do it already!' I moaned hotly, thrusting my black-haired cunt up at him. 'Save the talk for later. Eat me!'

"Sam lifted my legs over his shoulders and began to delicately lick my clitoris. His fingers played with my pussy lips, making them quiver from his gentle touch. He was an expert; no one else could suck a twat like him. Slowly, he pushed two fingers into my dripping hole as he flicked his tongue over my clit. My body jerked in delicious spasms of pleasure.

"Ummmm ... yes ... eat me,' I sighed. 'That's the way. I'm creaming all over already!'

"Time for me to get in on the act,' Roger leered. 'Meanwhile, the rest of you studs can feel her up all you want. But for anything else, wait your damn turn!'

"Roger dropped to his knees and pressed his swollen cock against my lips. I grasped it eagerly, feeling it pulsate in my hand, sliding the foreskin back and forth over the thick shaft. His purple cockhead was glistening with pre-cum. My tongue lapped up the droplets, savoring the rich, creamy taste. My free hand cupped his balls and squeezed them tenderly. He pushed his cock into my mouth, gradually working more and more of the burning meat inside, groaning as I swirled my tongue around his shaft.

"Hands began rubbing over my tits, my thighs, my ass ... over every inch of my naked body. Everyone was joining in now, licking and biting me until I felt like a cannibalistic feast. Shivers of delight raced through my loins as I thought of all the cocks waiting for me-enough to last me all day! Sam's mouth was mashed against my cunt, while his tongue drove deep inside, stinging and lashing my sensitive flesh. I writhed on the floor with fiery excitement. Suddenly Roger clutched my head and began pounding his cock into my throat. I almost choked from the massive knob, but I wanted all of him. My lips slid up and down his shaft, squeezing him the way he liked. Roger gasped feverishly when I pulled on his nuts. Fingers pinched my hardened nipples, then poked them into my breasts. A million hands and lips were moving over my burning flesh. I knew it wouldn't be long before I'd cum, but I wanted it to go on and on.

"Shit! Hurry it up, you bastards!' someone cursed. 'I want a piece of the action already! '

"Fuck off,' Roger groaned. 'I'm almost ready to pop!'

"Frantically, I began sucking even harder on his pumping rod. My belly quivered with desire from his seeping sperm. Swivelling my hips up to meet Sam's wetly fucking tongue, I felt my clit pulsing with intense excitement. Roger was shoving his prick into my mouth until I could hardly breathe; but each thrust was a golden, thrilling experience. I wanted to cry and shout my pleasure. The hard, throbbing feel of his prick against my tongue and cheeks was driving me crazy.

"Suck it, baby!' Roger shouted, burying his shaft up to the hilt. 'I'm popping my rocks NOW!'

"His hugely swollen cock jerked fiercely. His scum splattered into my mouth. I swallowed deliriously. Each thick spurt made me even hungrier for the next one, and I squeezed his churning balls, milking him of every last drop. Roger grunted hoarsely, holding my head and jiggling his hips. And then my cunt exploded into climax. Sam plunged his tongue and fingers into my convulsing flesh, feasting on my gushing juices. I squirmed in ecstatic delight as he rubbed my clit, clinging to Roger's hips and kissing his deflating prick. Sam's harsh sucking sounds mingled with my gasping moans.

"That's enough already,' Roger muttered finally. He pulled away from me. 'Give the rest of the guys a chance.' He looked around. 'Joe, get on her cunt. Steve on ass, and Larry on mouth."

"Hell, I didn't even finish yet,' Sam complained. He lifted his cum-smeared face and leered at me. 'You've got the juiciest, tastiest cunt I ever ate!'

"I smiled at him, then rolled onto my side. Joe scooted down and poked his cockhead against my dripping cunt. Reaching down, I guided him in. Flames of desire flickered through my belly as his hardened shaft rammed into me. He wasn't being gentle, but I welcomed the rough treatment. I moaned joyously as he began fucking me in swift, powerful strokes.

"Suddenly, I felt someone spreading my asscheeks apart. I twisted my head around and saw Steve. He gave me a quick, wet kiss, then shoved his blunt cockhead against my anus. His swollen knob entered my anal ring, squeezing through the tight muscles. And then he slowly worked his entire shaft inside, filling me with cock. My rectal muscles nibbled on his thick meat with greedy delight. At the same time, Joe was jamming his prick into my cunt, forcing me back even harder against. Steve. I felt impossibly stuffed. Flashes of burning heat rippled through my body as I jerked back and forth between the two men, moaning with pleasure.

'Oooohhhh, God!' I cried, mashing my tits into Joe's chest. 'I love it. It feels so beautiful. Make it last."

"Get on her, Larry,' Roger ordered. 'Shove your dick into her damn mouth. That'll shut her up!'

"Larry squatted down by my head. I looked up and saw his thin cock hovering over me, tantalizing me with its nearness. By straining my neck, I could barely reach it. My tongue flicked out and licked the pulsing crown. Larry tried to push his hips forward. 'Crap! This won't work,' he said disgustedly. 'I can't fuck her mouth!'

"Roger snickered. 'Stretch out over her cross-ways, you asshole! Like you're doing push-ups."

"I couldn't wait for him; Joe and Steve were reaming me out, slamming me back and forth between them. Joe gripped my waist and started chewing on my heaving tits, making me cry and groan as the delicious fires in my body blazed out of control. My cunt squeezed his cock in powerful contractions, milking the cum up from his nuts. It felt like my insides were melting; the steaming juices poured down the walls of my cunt around Joe's cock. At the same time, Steve was drilling into my ass. His fingers gouged into my hips while he bit my neck and shoulders.

"Fuck me, you motherfucking pricks!' I shrieked. 'Cock! Give me cock! Yeeeesssss!'

"And then a cock was shoved against my lips. I looked up; it was Larry, stretched out over my head on his hands and toes. The musky, sexy smell of his crotch filled my nostrils. My tongue circled the plum-colored tip, then flicked against his pisshole. His hips jerked spasmodically. Moaning feverishly, I swallowed his cockhead. He began fucking into my wet, warm mouth, grunting as he crammed more and more of his throbbing meat inside. Now I was completely gorged. The battering trio of cocks was driving me wild with incredibly delicious sensations. My cunt convulsed ecstatically. Reaching up, I grabbed Larry's nuts and squeezed them roughly. His eyes widened with pain, and then he started ramming his long prick into my throat.

"Take it, bitch,' he gasped. 'Suck it deep ... all the way down!'

"Oh, God, I thought deliriously, it was absolutely fantastic! It felt like Larry was driving down to meet the other two cocks. His knob banged against the back of my throat, then slid further down. He cried out as my throat kneaded his cockhead in muscular swallowing motions.

"Fuck! I'm cuming!' Joe yelled suddenly. 'Here it goes ... now I

"His boiling seed sprayed into my womb with jet-like force. My entire body seemed to explode in fiery sensations. My cunt convulsed again and again, suckling and pulling on his stabbing flesh, demanding every drop he had. Before he even finished, Steve and Larry shot their loads. They groaned savagely, filling my ass and mouth with molten cum. Utterly ecstatic,! felt I was drowning in rich, thick sperm. What better way to die! My cunt, ass and mouth were overflowing, but still I hungered for more. I thrust back and forth between Joe and Steve, sucking on Larry's shrinking prick until he rolled away.

"GIVE ME MORE!' I screamed. 'I want fresh cock! Yes. FUCK ME!'

"The three men were quickly replaced. This time I. straddled Roger's hips. I guided his strong, fresh prick against my dripping twat, then lunged down hard. Chuck knelt behind me and rammed into my ass. And as Harvey moved into position, crouching his prick into my face, I knew I was ready to go again!....

"But that was a month ago," Sharon concluded throatily. "And I haven't been satisfied since."

Curt swallowed heavily. His cock was pounding like crazy, almost ready to burst; he had never heard a tale as wild as this one before. Glancing at his watch, he saw they were already into their second hour. Normally, the extra hour given to an introductory session was more than enough time; but he knew damned well he wasn't going to finish with her in less than an hour. "I'm afraid there isn't enough time right now to fully go into your problem," he said reluctantly. "I have another client due in forty-five minutes. Could you come back after six, when we would be able to go into it more thoroughly?"

Sharon frowned and sat up straight. Her braless, melon-sized tits swayed deliciously. "I don't think I can wait that long; in fact, I know I can't. So if you don't want to help me, I'll have to go out and pick up the first man I run into. I don't care what he's like!"

"Wait a second," Curt said, forcing his stare away from the mouth-watering sight. He flicked the intercom on and spoke into it softly. "Sue, see if you can get in touch with Lena Barton. Try to reschedule her appointment for me."

"I don't have to," Sue's voice replied. "She just cancelled a little while ago."

"Did she give any reason?"

"No, only that she couldn't make it."

Curt chuckled. "Wait' about fifteen minutes, then come in here. And make sure that you bring that present I gave you yesterday." He turned back to Sharon. "It appears that I might have enough time after all to discuss your problem."

"Thank you, doctor. I'd really appreciate it."

"It's my pleasure," Curt smiled. He decided to tease her a bit first before they got down to business. She was a little too sure of herself. But with a body like hers, he wouldn't make her wait very long; he didn't think he could. "From what you've told me," he went on, "this lack of sexual satisfaction has made you rather tense. Obviously our first concern is to find some way to relieve this tension. Once we accomplish that, we can explore the causes a little further."

Sharon grinned. "That's the first thing you said that really makes sense. When does my treatment begin?"

Curt hesitated, as if lost in thought. She was watching him like a tigress about to pounce on her prey. He didn't mind at all, but it certainly seemed a reversal of his normal role. "Your treatment started as soon as you walked into my office," he said, pretending to misunderstand her meaning. "The first step in solving any problem is to acknowledge that it exists."

"You aren't being honest with me, doc."

Curt smiled gently. "Honesty is a two-way street. One thing I don't do is lie to my patients. I expect the same honesty from them." He paused briefly, then added, "How long have you known Lena Barton?"

She looked at him blankly. "What do you mean?"

"Lena is a patient of mine. She specifically asked to have her appointment changed to five o'clock, which just happens to be when your session ends. And then, after changing her appointment, it turns out that she isn't able to keep it after all. Somehow, I can't believe that it is merely coincidence-especially considering the way. you've been acting since you got here."

Sharon shrugged. "I still don't know what you're talking about."

"Honey, don't play games with me. And don't try to lie. You were the one who brought up honesty."

"Okay. Lena's a friend of mine," she admitted. "She told me you were a super stud. I couldn't resist finding out for myself."

Curt nodded. "So by having Lena cancel out, you get an extra hour. Right?"

"You can't blame me for trying," she laughed. "Besides, seeing how slow you are, I'll need all the time I can get!"

Curt stood up and began taking off his clothes. Lena was fun, he thought, but she was still too hung up to really let herself go. "I don't blame you at all," he murmured. "And I appreciate the compliment. But it's your own fault we took so long in getting started." He walked over to her. Sharon stared at his thick hard cock, then reached out to touch it. Her fingers slid over the engorged crown and down to his wiry black pubic hair. His prick quivered, hardening and growing even longer.

"Jesus, you're fucking huge!" she husked. Her hand cupped his massive balls, weighing their potential. "I've never seen anything like it."

"Wait until he plows into you," Sue giggled. She closed the office door behind her and walked over to them. "It feels like he's using a goddamn telephone pole!"

"Well, I hope someone else is getting undressed," Curt remarked. His right hand cupped one of Sharon's magnificent tits and squeezed it gently. "It seems like I'm the only one naked around here. I'd appreciate a little company."

The two women smiled knowingly at each other and began to strip. Curt, standing off to one side, was impressed by the exciting contrast between them. Sharon towered at least five inches over Sue's five-five. And while Sue's breasts were firm and thrusting, together they weighed less than one of Sharon's. The golden tan of Sharon's statuesque body and her black hair, opposite Sue's creamy skin and her dark red hair, made Curt's prick twitch urgently. The amazon and the innocent, he thought ironically.

"Are you ready, folks?" Sue asked brightly. Bending over, she opened the shoebox she'd brought in with her. She took out a harness and an enormous, flesh-colored dildo; it was eight inches long and almost three inches in diameter. She stepped into the harness, pulling it over her thighs and hips. Then she attached the life-like dildo and looked at her audience. "What do you think?" she giggled, strutting around in front of Sharon. The dildo projected out from her cunt, jiggling with her steps. "Am I hung, or am I hung?"

"I don't see any balls to go with it," Sharon murmured. "But I'd love to taste it anyway." She dropped to her knees, sliding her hands around Sue's hips. Her lips brushed against the giant cockhead. Sue shivered with anticipation and clutched Sharon's shoulders.

"Suck my dick," she urged, swaying her hips forward. Her cunt pulsed hotly and her juices began to trickle down her pussy walls. "Go ahead. Stick it in your cocksucking mouth."

Sharon sighed softly. She flicked her tongue over the smooth plastic cock. Her fingers glided over Sue's asscheeks, caressing the satiny skin. Then, licking and kissing, she worked her way down the shaft to its base and back again. All the while her heavy tits were rubbing along Sue's rounded thighs.

Sue was almost delirious. She actually felt the brunette's lips open over her cock and begin to slide down the massive shaft. Her legs trembled with excitement. Now she started fucking her cock into Sharon's willing mouth, forcing more and more inside. The most that Sharon could take was a little more than half its length; the cock was too thick to go any further. Their eyes met as Sue tenderly stroked the older woman's hair. "Oh, suck me nice," Sue whispered. "Your lips feel so soft and warm. You love my cock ... it's big and hard ... just for you."

Sharon began to stroke Sue's quivering belly. Teasingly, she pushed one finger into her navel. Leaving the dildo, she kissed and sucked the delicate mound, reaching up to cup the full pointed breasts. She rose in a fluid motion and began to nurse on the red-tipped breasts, rubbing her sleek sex along the straining cock. Then she took Sue's head between her hands and kissed her .passionately. Her tongue thrust into the redhead's mouth, darting over her gums, teeth, and the roof of her mouth. Sue gasped and screwed her hips in quick little circles, trying to work her cockhead into Sharon's cunt. The muscles of Sue's legs were straining tight from exertion.

"Oh God, let me fuck you," Sue cried hoarsely. "I want to so bad. Let me fuck your pussy!"

"Soon, baby, soon," Sharon whispered tenderly. "But I want to blow you some more. That big strong cock of yours really turns me on."

"Oh, yes, suck my cock. It feels so good. Suck me." Sue breathed deeply, almost panting continuously as Sharon kneeled and grasped the dildo again. The brunette moistened the head with her tongue and lips. Her long fingers stroked the inner flesh of Sue's trembling thighs. Then her lips pressed more firmly against the cockhead and she slowly sucked it into her mouth.

Sue began jerking as the heat in her loins surged higher and higher. She dug her nails into Sharon's shoulder blades, shaking so much she could hardly stand. Her eyes were glazed and her entire body was quivering with spasms of incredible pleasure. This was so utterly different from anything she had ever experienced before, she thought hazily. It was marvellous, beautiful, wonderful-it was absolutely indescribable! Queer little sounds bubbled from her lips as she fucked into Sharon's mouth. She pumped her hips, cooing and gasping, almost out of her mind. "Oh ... oh ... suck me ... blow my cock ... so good ... going to cum ... shoot my load in your mouth ... soon!"

Sharon growled deep in her throat, sliding her lips over the shaft with sexy sucking sounds. Her head bobbed faster and her hands squeezed Sue's ass. Then, pressing her finger against the tiny anus, she jammed it inside.

"I'm ... I'm cuming!" Sue screamed. She jerked forward, thrusting her cock into Sharon's throat. "Suck me hard! Harder!" Sue's loins convulsed in spasms of ecstatic delight. Steaming juices poured down her thighs as Sharon probed her asshole and played with her cock. Sue gasped for breath, clutching the brunette's head as her body was wracked by shocking convulsions. Long after her climax gradually faded, her belly rose and fell, wet with perspiration which Sharon delicately licked off. Finally, Sue stepped back, almost stumbling when Sharon's arms released her. "God, I thought it was real," she said dazedly. "I really had a cock!"

Curt grinned wryly from the couch. "You'll never stick it up my cunt."

"Oh, yeah? Maybe I'll stick it up your ass!" Sue said defiantly.

"I'm not a virgin my ass either!"

Sharon broke out laughing.

Sue turned and stared at her a moment, then started giggling. Curt just shook his head. "You better take it off, honey," he told her. "It's giving you brain fever."

Sue suddenly stopped giggling. "Please, Curt. Do I have to?"

She looked like a little girl about to lose her only toy. Sharon protectively moved over and slipped her arm around Sue's slender waist, then glanced at Curt. Curt knew when to give in; but he was beginning to wonder who was the patient. Without losing any more time, he stepped forward and cupped a tit of each woman, forming a tight circle of flesh. His massive erection dug into Sharon's belly. "Let's get down to fundamentals," he murmured. "We've got a very lovely woman who needs to be satisfied. I'll take care of her cunt, while Sue gets her ass. Agreed?"

"Mmmm, that sounds delicious," Sue whispered, biting Sharon's nipple. "I'm going to fuck her into the ground."

Sharon winked at Curt. "Don't pound too hard, Sue. I'm afraid that I'm the fragile kind."

"Oh, don't worry," Sue gurgled innocently. "Just let me know if I'm hurting you. I'll ease off when you start screaming too loud."

Curt pulled Sharon down onto the carpeted floor and knelt between her legs. He hesitated a moment, rubbing his cockhead along her lushly furry cunt, watching her quiver with instant desire. Her hand clamped tight around his shaft and guided the engorged head into her cunt mouth. She felt warm and juicy. Teasing her, he flexed his hips, letting her throbbing folds have just the head.

"Fuck me!" she gasped, twining her long legs around his. "Jesus, give it to me now!"

Curt slammed into her hard arid deep. His body slapped against hers as she cried out ecstatically. Her cunt felt steaming hot as it gobbled his meat to the balls. He paused, letting her become accustomed to his massive size, waiting for her vaginal muscles to stop quivering so frantically.' Then, lifting up, he drove into her again.

"Ooohhh, yyeeessss!" she screamed. Her hips surged off the floor, grinding into his. "You fucking giant! Fill me up completely!" She was utterly consumed by animal need; nothing existed but the awesome power of his pounding cock. Her mind reeled giddily in a haze of almost painful pleasure. Gasping and moaning, she clutched his buttocks, pulling him into her yearning, molten depths. Her body exploded in a sudden, unexpected climax. "Ohhhhh ... I'm cuming!" she cried. Seething waves of pleasure washed through her. "God, fuck it to me!"

The sounds of her pleasure spurred him on. He hammered into her, pounding her cervix, feeling his balls slap against her bucking ass with every stroke. Her hardened nipples burned into his chest like glowing embers. Grabbing one swollen tit, he sucked it into his mouth, cramming in as much as he could. Sharon gasped incoherently and twisted against him. Her legs crawled up to his waist and kicked against his ass; her nails clawed his back.

"You want to play?" he grunted, raising up his head. He grinned down at her, then grabbed her legs and folded them back against her chest, doubling her in half. "Let's open you up a little more." He drove into her from a half-kneeling position. Sharon shuddered and cried out hoarsely. She could barely move as his hotly throbbing cock sliced into her twitching flesh. He began fucking her in strong, deep strokes, watching her eyes glaze over. Each thrust made her quiver more deliriously until she was trembling continuously. Her eyes stared blindly up at him as she panted for air.

"Shake that ass, baby," he growled. He reached down and slapped her upturned butt. "Let's get some action around here."

"Uhhh ... fuck me ... harder!" she gasped, flailing her head about. Her cunt muscles clenched and tightened around his shaft, squeezing him as if she didn't want to ever let go. "Jesus ... fuck me ... FUCK ME!"

Curt pulled out all the stops. He slammed into her, battering her against the floor. Her eyes widened with shock and pain that quickly changed to sheer delight. Every inch of his gouging, massive cock drove through her wetly clinging folds, flogging her exquisitely. Her knees, hips and chest ached with strain. Panting and grunting, she was loving every brutal second of it. No one had ever gone so deep before. It seemed he was tearing her in half, opening her up completely. Her ecstatic feelings mounted to a frantic crescendo, then burst into climax.

"Oh! Yes! Fuck me!" .she screamed. Her legs kicked out and locked around his back. "Give me MORE!"

Curt, too, was about to burst. Her cunt was gloriously hot and tight; it pulled him into her molten depths with pulsing, sucking tremors. His balls twitched in their sac, then fired a thick blast of cum. Sharon screamed even more deliriously. She began bucking so hard he was almost thrown off. He held onto her writhing body, shooting load after load of steaming sperm. He kept pumping away until the last tremors of her orgasm gradually faded.

Sue stared at the two figures as they lay in sweaty exhaustion. She had watched the entire fuck, waiting for her chance to join in, but too entranced to disturb them. It was one of the wildest she'd ever seen. Without realizing it, her fingers had slipped under her harness into her swollen cunt lips. She had cum at least twice while she watched, but it hadn't satisfied her by any means; she was more worked up than when they started. Now she moved over to them and touched Curt's back. "Curt, get off her already," she whispered huskily. "You weigh too much. You're crushing the poor girl to death."

"Is that what I'm doing?" he murmured. Lazily, he lifted his head and stared into Sharon's dark eyes. "How about it, honey? Am I too heavy for you?"

"Ummmmm. Crush me some more. It feels wonderful."

Sue slapped Curt's ass. "She doesn't know what she's saying. Hurry up and get off her. I was nice enough to wait. So get moving before I jam my cock up your butt!"

"You're popular today," Curt chuckled, giving Sharon a quick kiss. He rolled off her onto his side, then watched as Sue knelt between the brunette's thighs. It would be something if Sue tried to fuck her, he thought amusedly.

"Did that nasty old man tear your little pussy up?" Sue said softly. She bent over and kissed Sharon's belly. "I could tell how you hated every bit of it. It was sickening to watch!"

"Then you should have closed your eyes," Curt commented. "We weren't trying to put on a show."

"Be quiet," Sue said. "Can't you see that Sharon is in pain? After that session with you, she needs special care: rest, quiet and most important of all-love."

Sharon sighed as Sue's fingers stroked her throbbing cunt. There was something special about a woman's touch, Sharon thought dreamily. And before she left here, she was going to drain them both. She'd make sure of that!

CHAPTER EIGHT

Curt knew that Sue had something on her mind. For the last three weeks she had been moody and irritable-which wasn't like her at all. If she didn't snap out of it soon, he'd have to straighten her out. He sighed and took out the folder on his next patient that morning, then returned to his desk. Diane Halter was coming along beautifully. She was a really lovely young girl. In fact, one of his very favorite patients. He was going to enjoy their session today.

He glanced up as the office door opened and Sue came in. "Is Diane here already?" he asked.

Sue shook her head. "I just got bored sitting out there. There isn't any work to do."

"Have you sent out this month's statements?"

"I finished that yesterday," she said. "Aren't I the good little girl?"

"Well, I think you are."

"Thanks heaps," she said coolly.

Despite himself, he was beginning to get irritated. She was itching for a fight, he thought. Only he wasn't going to give her one. He leaned back in his chair and smiled gently. "What about your vacation? Have you decided where you'll be going yet?"

Sue looked down. "No. A week isn't really enough time to go anywhere. I might even stay right here."

"Look, if you're short of money, I'll gladly loan you whatever you need. There certainly isn't much sense in your sticking around here."

"Where are you going?" she asked after a moment.

"Probably down to Jamaica. It's been a couple of years since I've been there. I'll lay around on the beach and soak up some sun."

"Um, sounds nice. I've never been there, but I've heard all about it."

"Well, I figure I earned the rest."

Sue leaned against his desk and smiled sweetly. "I thought you were doing it for your patients, darling. They're the ones who need the rest."

"A little of both, really. None of them seem to be very happy that I'm leaving for a week, but it'll give them a chance to be more independent. They have to realize that I'm not available whenever they want me to be."

She looked at him furiously, and he could almost read her thoughts. Her attempts to lash out at him were only backfiring on her. It was almost funny. "You must really love yourself," she snapped. "In fact, it makes perfect sense; the great Messiah can do no wrong. Why don't you set up a little church where we can all go to worship you?"

"I am not a messiah ... only a lowly psychiatrist trying to do his job. And I'm certainly not planning on founding my own church."

"Well, sometimes you act like it."

"Come here, Sue," he said, holding out his hand.

Sue paused. Her anger seemed to have suddenly vanished. "I am here," she said.

"Sit on my lap. It's time we had a little talk."

"Are you sure you don't want me on the couch?" she giggled. "It's more comfortable there."

"No. I want to talk with you. No games-just talk."

She drew a long breath, then walked around his desk. Reaching out, he pulled her onto his lap. She moved fretfully, like an obstinate child, so he held her gently. Her hair smelled fresh and clean. "Has anything been troubling you?" he murmured softly.

"Of course not," she answered. She twisted around and looked at him. "Don't go trying to make me one of your patients, Curt. I couldn't afford it."

"Reduced rates," he said. "I'll take it out in trade."

Sue brightened immediately. "With a deal like that, I'll be your best customer. How about a quick down-payment?"

"You are a greedy little puss," he chuckled. "I wonder how many studs you'll be taking on when I'm gone. I'll bet...." He paused as he noticed Sue's embarrassed flush. Sue hadn't gone on a date once since she'd moved in with him, he suddenly realized. "I'll bet that you need another vacation just to rest up ... unless you want to come with me."

Her eyes widened with surprise and she stared at him for several seconds. "Are you sure? I mean, I'd love to go. Jamaica is really fabulous. I've always wanted to go there."

He smiled gently, feeling a little foolish. It should have occurred to him long before this happened; Sue was in love with him. "It wouldn't be a bad idea if we made it two weeks instead. But since you've only been working for me four months now, I don't know if you deserve the extra time off."

"I'll kill you if you're just teasing me," she said. Her hands went around his throat and she pretended to choke him. "I promise to God that you won't make it through the day!"

"I'm not teasing. But there are a couple of conditions that go with the offer. I want to make sure I get my money's worth."

Sue looked lost and bewildered. She leaned against him, nestling her head on his chest. "Please, Curt. Don't play with me like this."

"All right," he murmured. "It's very simple. I'd like to get married. And I don't think a week is long enough for a honeymoon. So what do you say?"

Sue mumbled something into his chest, then sat up straight. "You ... you mean you want to marry me?"

He almost laughed at her incredulous look. But he didn't want to hurt her. Instead, he kissed her shining, tear-filled eyes, realizing how precious she was to him. She sighed softly and raised her lips. Her arms crept around his neck as they kissed deeply. "Actually," he murmured finally, nibbling on her lower lip, "I was hoping you'd be the best man. Only I couldn't find any bride that would go along with it."

"You have a warped sense of humor, darling," she whispered, biting back at him. "But very good taste in women."

"Well, you ought to know. It seems you've been specializing in women exclusively the last couple of months. Is-it possible I have a latent lesbian on my hands?"

Sue giggled. "That's not exactly right. There's a certain doctor I know who's been giving me regular injections every time I turn around. I'm almost afraid to bend over any more!"

"Hmmm. That sounds serious," he agreed. "We'll have to make sure that you get plenty of bed rest before the honeymoon. Sort of get you in shape for the main event."

Sue's eyes gleamed mischievously. "Don't tell me that you're going to be resting up. Not with that pack of sex-starved nymphos you've been treating."

"If there is one thing I won't allow, it's slandering my professional reputation. No one-I repeat-no one is allowed to refer to my patients as anything less than warm, lovely and wonderful human beings. The fact they had the intelligence to select me in the first place is prima facie evidence that they are perfect honeys."

Sue shook her head gravely. "I hate to tell you this, darling, but you'd make a lousy lawyer."

"I agree completely. On the other hand, think of all the time I'd have to spend in court, when there are so many better things to do. I like to think of myself, modestly of course, as someone who exists to lend a helping hand to those in need."

Suddenly, he became aware that he had an audience other than Sue. Diane Halter was standing in the doorway, unable to keep from giggling. He felt like crawling into the nearest hole and pulling it in after him. Lifting Sue off his lap, he took a deep breath and tried to regain his dignity. "Listen, Diane, I hope you didn't get the wrong impression. My nurse and I were only...." The hell with it, he thought. Diane wasn't an idiot. "We were only playing around."

"I'm sorry to interrupt you, doctor," the blonde teenager said. "But it is time for my appointment."

"Come on in, honey," Curt said. "I didn't realize it was so late." He glanced at his watch; her session should have started ten minutes ago. How long had she been listening? Well, it didn't really matter.

"I better get back to my desk," Sue said, moving towards the door.

Curt nodded abstractedly and waited until she left. Then, turning to Diane, he grinned as she walked over to him and settled on his lap. Diane was wearing a powder blue skirt and matching blouse. She cuddled against him, placing one arm around his neck. Her soft, yielding buttocks pressed into his crotch. "How is my little honey today?" he murmured, giving her a quick kiss.

"I'm hungry," she whispered. She took his hand and kissed it, then put it on her breast. "Do I have to lie on the couch and talk today? It would be so nice to skip that part. There really isn't much time."

Curt chuckled. In two months she had completely lost her original shyness. She was a very advanced eighteen-year-old. He decided it was time for the next step in her education; it would be fun to see what her reaction to Sue would be.

"Doctor, you didn't answer me," she said impatiently, rubbing her cute little nose against his. "That isn't very nice."

"Mmm, I think you're right. But you are one of the nicest young girls I ever met."

"Am I as nice as Miss Thompson?"

"Well, Miss Thompson is a special person. A very special person. She means a lot to me. And so do you."

Diane leaned back and smiled happily. "I really like her a lot. Do you think I'll ever be as beautiful as she is?"

"I'm sure you will," he murmured, caressing her luscious breasts through her blouse. She was a tiny little girl, but certainly well-developed. The only problem he had was getting his cock into her incredibly tight pussy; once he was inside, though, it was more than worth the effort. "You're already cute as a button. But why all the questions about Miss Thompson?"

Diane sighed softly. "Oh ... no reason. I was just thinking that...."

"Yes?"

"Well, if she got married or something, and you needed another secretary, do you think that I could work for you? It's just an idea. But I'd love to. I'd do anything you wanted me to!"

So she had heard everything, Curt thought. "Honey, that's very sweet of you," he said gently. "And I'd love to have you work for me. But that's impossible right now. For one thing, you still have to go to school."

"I'll graduate this June," she said, smiling up at him. "And I could go to college at night. Part-time. I'm sure my parents wouldn't mind."

Curt paused abruptly. "But you're only eighteen."

"Almost nineteen," she laughed. "I skipped a grade in grammar school. And I could have skipped again in high school, except my parents didn't think I should. I'm very intelligent."

Curt chuckled. "Smart enough to box me in. Okay, let's get Sue in here and see what she says. But even if she is getting married, she'll probably want to keep on working. I can't picture her as a regular housewife." Calling Sue on the intercom, he told her to come into his office. Diane started to get off his lap, but he gently tugged her back, against him. "Stay right here," he murmured.

"Won't Miss Thompson mind?" she whispered. "Not at all," he said, nuzzling her slender neck. "Jealousy is stupid. If you work for me, you'll have to learn that."

"Both ways? I can do whatever I want?"

"Share and share alike," he agreed. "You can do whatever you want."

"If you've got the energy," Sue laughed. "By the time Curt's finished with you, you'll be lucky if you're able to walk!"

Diane looked up and blushed. "Hello, Miss Thompson."

"Call me Sue, darling," the redhead smiled. "I have a strange feeling we're going to be very good friends. At least, I hope we will."

"I hope so, too," Diane said, wiggling around as Curt's fingers slipped under her short skirt. Her pussy was throbbing with excitement. "Are you sure it's all right? I mean, since you're getting married...."

"Don't worry, Diane," Sue said. She kissed the tiny blonde tenderly, sliding her tongue into her mouth. "It's perfectly all right. I want you to be happy. And we're sharing."

"Is the door locked?" Curt said. He didn't want any more unknown audiences. When Sue nodded, he started unbuttoning Diane's blouse. The lovely little honey wouldn't know what was hitting her; she was going to get the full treatment this time. Deftly, he slipped off her blouse, then unhooked her brassiere.

"Let's get on the rug," Sue whispered huskily, staring at the small, round tits. Her fingers began to sensuously stroke the sensitive nipples. "We need more room."

"Oh, that feels so nice," Diane sighed. It was a new and different experience for her; a woman's hands were so soft and tender. She felt almost weak from the shimmering waves of sensation. "Ohhh, I'm so hot."

Curt's hand had moved back under her skirt and was caressing her silky panties. He grinned at Sue as he pushed his finger through the panties, delicately probing the swollen pussy lips. Diane's legs jerked and her breath started to come in ragged gasps. Her pussy was pulsating with frantic tingling spasms. She clutched Curt's arm when Sue suddenly leaned over and sucked on a budding pink tip. "I ... y-yes ... let's lie down," Diane gasped. Her heart was thumping crazily. "Help me ... lie down."

"Isn't she precious?" Curt murmured tenderly. He rubbed her tiny clit, watching Diane tremble deliciously. It was amazing how worked up the little angel was, he thought. Sue was getting better all the time. "You can see why I like her so much."

"Stop teasing the poor child," Sue said softly, biting Diane's breasts. She moved one hand under Diane's skirt and slipped it inside her panties.

"Ooohhhh, please," Diane moaned. It felt like an army of little red ants crossing over her sensitive flesh, arousing her body to greater and greater heights of pleasure. "I want ... give me ... cock!"

"I can see that you've got her trained," Sue said.

"But what about pussy?"

"That's your department," Curt murmured. "And you can start teaching her right now. So get undressed already."

Sue backed off and quickly stripped off her uniform. For a moment she watched Curt caressing Diane's half-nude body; the little teenager was one of the loveliest girls she'd ever seen. Stepping forward, she pulled Diane into her arms and kissed her deeply. Two pairs of breasts pressed against each other. Curt stood up and undressed. His prick throbbed with need. Kneeling behind Diane, he finished removing her skirt and panties, pressing warm kisses over her buttocks and the back of her quivering thighs. His fingers slid up her thighs and brushed against her blonde pussy fur. She was drenched. She moaned and gasped,-desperately clinging to Sue.

"Please ... let me ... lie down," she gasped helplessly. She felt like she was going to faint! "I can't stand up any more. Let me ... ooohhh."

"Of course, baby," Sue whispered lovingly. "Whatever you want. Let me help you."

The trio moved over to a space in front of the desk and sank down on the carpeted floor. Sue scooted between Diane's legs, breathing heavily as she stared at the soft golden triangle. She began to lick around it, taking occasional little bites. Her hand glided across Diane's belly toward her breasts. When she touched another hand, she .looked up and saw that Curt was already there. He was kneeling by Diane's head, rubbing his cockhead along her lips. "Don't get greedy now, Sue," he grinned. "You've got her cunt and ass. How much more can you take care of?"

"Yes, darling." Sue felt a sudden surge of love for Curt so strong it made her want to cry with happiness. "I hear and obey. Sharing is beautiful." She bent down again, pressing her mouth to Diane's cunt. Her tongue licked the fleecy curls, then flicked against the tiny clitoris. Diane's hips bucked feverishly. Sue lifted the girl's legs over her shoulders and slid her hands under the firm little rump. Now she began to suck in earnest. Her fingers squeezed and kneaded the succulent asscheeks while her tongue sliced into the pulsing pink slit. Diane's thighs wrapped around her head, pulling her against the wet, fragrant cunt flesh. Gently, she chewed on the sensitive folds.

Diane was going crazy. Hot chills were running along her spine as Sue burrowed into her pussy. At the same time, Curt was tweaking her hardened nipples. She grasped his thick shaft, feeling it pulsate powerfully. She licked the milky drops of pre-cum oozing from his pisshole, loving every second of this fantastic experience. Her tiny hand slipped down to Curt's dangling balls and began to play with them.

"Such my cock a little more," Curt murmured. He cupped her swollen tits, rubbing his thumbs around the aureoles. "See how much you can get in that delicious mouth of yours."

"Oh, I want to!" Diane cried, talking to his prick. "You're the most beautiful thing I've ever seen! I could eat you up-every bit of you!"

Maybe she was phallus oriented, Curt thought amusedly. He leaned forward, letting her guide him into her mouth. Her lips clutched his thick meat with greedy delight. Soft gurgling sounds came from deep in her throat. He felt his balls swell with sperm from the hot moistness of her mouth. She started moving her head up and down, slowly drawing in more of his length. Her tongue lashed the underside of his shaft.

"Oh, Diane, you have such a pretty little cunt," Sue cooed, licking the tiny slit. "It tastes so sweet and precious. I love sucking you. And I hope you'll want to eat my pussy, too!"

"Mmgghh." Diane pulled her head back from Curt's mouth filling cock and moaned hotly. "Oh, Miss Thompson. I'd love to kiss you there. I really would!"

"But first I want to make you cum for me," Sue purred. Teasingly, she screwed one finger into Diane's belly button. "Mmm, all those sweet juices you have ... and I'll drink them down ... every precious drop."

Diane felt as if she were floating in a sea of pleasure. Each delicate touch of Sue's tongue and lips on her clitoris, over her pussy lips, around her buttocks-was unbearably exciting. Her pussy had never felt hotter or wetter! She crammed Curt's penis back into her mouth, sucking on it with all her strength. Fingers were gently pinching her tingling nipples. They must be Curt's fingers, she thought dimly. Dear God, she could hardly believe how beautiful it all was:' She stabbed her tongue into Curt's pisshole, cupping his hairy balls and fondling them worshipfully. The pre-cum oozing from the large knob was making her tummy do flip-flops. Oh, if only she could suck him all the way inside! But her tiny mouth could only take a small part of his long thick cock.

Curt tenderly brushed Diane's blonde hair back from her flushed cheeks. His prick was throbbing powerfully from her hot little mouth. Her tongue glided over the sensitized head, licking and teasing with natural skill. His deft fingers played with her nipples until they were rigidly erect and deep rose in color. She was shivering continuously now. He cupped the small tits, pulling on them and rolling them around on her chest. Her fingers were tracing erotic circles up and down his shaft. Then they began twisting around the rigid pole, kneading it with gentle loving motions. Ripples of desire flowed through his groin.

Looking down, he saw Sue burrowing between Diane's widespread thighs, feasting on the drenched blonde pussy fur. They were giving and receiving pleasure, he thought-even love. Sharing comfort and warmth. Where was the evil in that? He smiled at himself, realizing that Sue had been closer to the truth than she'd suspected; he did have a 'messiah complex.' And it would be a good while before society was ready to do more than pay lip-service to the idea of social reform. But he seriously doubted that Sue or Diane were concerned about that right now. The two little honeys were having themselves a time.

Sue was definitely having a time of it. She was amazed at how succulent Diane's pussy was. The soft blonde curls tickled her face as she brushed her lips over the pouting cunt mouth. The delicate pussy lips were clearly visible under the fleecy curls, and her tongue stroked the swollen petals with greedy delight. The smell and taste of the seeping juices was absolutely intoxicating. And the knowledge that she was the first to teach this darling teenager the joys of feminine love added to her thrills. Gently, she licked the small pink clitoris, feeling Diane's body trembling like a leaf. Sue's tongue curled around the tiny bud, taunting and teasing it with delicate strokes.

Diane writhed from Sue's caresses, feverishly running her fingers over Curt's pulsating hardness. She could feel the heavy balls churning with need. Soon they would squirt their load in big thick gushes, and the very thought was almost enough to send her over the edge. Her lips slid along the swollen shaft in short bobbing motions, urging the sweet cum up from his nuts. The musky odor of his rising excitement made her nostrils quiver.

Curt groaned harshly and began flexing his hips. His hands cupped Diane's head. He knew he couldn't hold off much longer. Her suck-off was agonizing pleasure. Briefly, he looked down at Sue's round little ass waving in the air. He couldn't help smiling; Sue was finger-fucking herself while she ate Diane! All at once, the pressure in his balls seemed to explode. His boiling cum shot up through his cock and blasted into Diane.

"Drink it, baby," he gasped. "Swallow it deep!" Diane choked and spluttered as the thick heavy cream rushed into her mouth. Her throat worked convulsively, swallowing again and again. Her cheeks ballooned out as the spurting cum puddled around her teeth and gums; she didn't want to lose a single precious drop. Her fingers squeezed and kneaded his churning balls, while her lips clung to the jerking shaft like a tight rubber band. Her senses whirled with fantastic bliss. She felt her loins melting in spasms of pleasure as her own juices started gushing out.

Sue plunged into the teenager's quaking pussy. Her tongue lashed and stroked inside the clenching, contracting pink wetness. Diane's slender thighs shuddered and locked around Sue's head, pulling her even tighter into the steaming flesh. Greedily, Sue sucked the flowing cum, humming deep in her throat. At the same time, she reached her own climax from the two fingers she was digging into her own cunt. Violent spasms surged through Sue's body, and she attacked the soft liquid center between Diane's twitching thighs like a tigress at a feast. Diane's mouth opened wide, releasing Curt's shrinking prick as she began to scream.

"Ooohhhh ... GOD ... SUCK MEEE!" Diane shrieked. "I'M CUMING SO HARD!"

Curt held the thrashing girl by her shoulders, but that wasn't doing Sue much good. Diane's legs were thudding against Sue's back and ass, knocking the hell out of her. Curt started laughing so hard he almost choked. Sue had quickly stopped moving as soon as the kicking began, and Diane gradually calmed down. Finally, she looked up at Curt, her chest still heaving from the aftermath of her orgasm. "Oh ... doctor," she gasped breathlessly. "Ohhh."

Sue slipped Diane's legs off her shoulders and sat up. "Doctor is right! She was trying to kill me!"

"Oh, Miss Thompson...."

"Don't listen to her, Diane," Curt chuckled. He lifted the young girl onto his lap and kissed her. "She's only teasing. But you did like it, didn't you?"

"It was beautiful!" Diane cried. Her dark blue eyes peered up at Curt. "The most wonderful experience I ever had!"

Curt winked at Sue. "Looks like you made a convert, honey. So treat her gently, because she's still new at this."

Sue moved over to them and put her hand on Diane's thigh. "It takes a woman's touch, husband-to-be," she said smugly. "And a woman's touch is always gentle."

"Gosh, I forgot all about what I was going to ask you," .Diane blurted. "Miss Thompson, are you going to be working after you get married?"

"To be truthful ... I haven't really thought about it," Sue answered hesitantly. She couldn't bear to hurt this lovely girl; but she couldn't see herself as just a housewife, either. Helplessly, she looked at Curt. "Do you want me to?"

Curt smiled. "I think I have a way in which you can both work for me. In fact, I'm sure of it."

"How?" both girls asked.

"I tried the group therapy approach when I was first starting out. But I decided to drop it, mainly because there wasn't enough control; I had to divide my attention between too many patients. But if there were specially trained group leaders available that I could depend on, there's no reason why it couldn't work effectively."

"You really think so?" Sue said eagerly.

"I have already given my considered opinion," he replied. "And if you wish to remain in my employ, you will have to learn greater respect for authority."

"Group Leader One, this is Group Leader One," Sue chanted. "Calling Group Leader Two."

"Group Leader Two reporting for duty," Diane answered.

The two girls burst out giggling. Then, working in concert, they forced Curt onto his back. "What's so funny?" he asked irritably, quivering with lust as Diane rubbed her tits over his chest and face. "You don't like the idea?"

"No, darling," Sue murmured warmly, nibbling on his balls. "It's a lovely plan. It's just that we can't see why you never thought of it before."

Sue quickly straddled his hips, her pussy bobbing over his hardening cock with tantalizing nearness. Curt sighed and pulled Diane's pelvis over his face. The infinite possibilities of a specially improved type of group therapy filled his mind; and he chided himself for ever missing out on such a marvelously simple way of bringing happiness to so many more needing women. But right now, his cock was sinking into the lusciously heated depths of Sue's pussy, and his mouth was busily occupied with Diane's fragrant cunt. He decided to devote his full attention to the two deserving cases he had at hand.

THE END
Seductive Reasoning ....(94k)    by Tracy Kaye




~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~







.....12980 home .....12982








---

	"Double for Nothing!! Tricks for Free!!!"™ A MrDouble Production: mrdouble

Page Design Copyright � 1998-2016, Mr Double, ALL Rights Reserved    
Stories Copyright respective authors.