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WARNING!
The following story is an uncensored sexual fantasy
involving practices that are illegal, immoral, socially
unacceptable, and messy. Only mature adults with a
firm grasp on reality should venture further. This
story promotes nothing, and nothing in this story
should be taken seriously. Readers are cautioned not
to attempt any of these acts without professional
guidance and a net. If you are underage, hit the 'K'
key. Reading stories like this can make you go blind.
If you are a servant of the Lord, looking for sinners
to convert, study this story and memorize it. This
will help you recognize sinners when you see them.
Good luck, and avoid mirrors!
Phil Phantom
"Good Doctor Wayne"
Part six of seven
BY TIFFANY
Jenny released April's bra from the center snap and folded
back the cups, tweaking the nipples to hardness. April squeezed
Jennifer's breast and offered her lips for a kiss. As they
kissed, Terry cried, "I hope they take pictures and spread them
around. I'll pose anyway they want."
Terry watched with anguish as Jennifer released her mother's
skirt. April wore no panties and gingerly stepped free of the
skirt at her feet, then shrugged free of her blouse and bra.
Terry said, "I'm going to let Daddy fuck me, Mother!"
Jennifer's fingers took possession of April's pussy. Terry
saw that her words had only excited her mother and driven her
further under Jennifer's control. She watched as Jennifer leaned
up and whispered something in April's ear. She saw the smile
form on her mother's lips. She hung her head in surrender as her
mother came over and sat under her, bringing her ass up tight to
Toni's. April drew her legs back and out and presented Terry
with two gaping snatches.
Jennifer took up a camera and began snapping pictures,
directing Terry and April. Terry followed the
directions, slavishly licking her tongue through both cracks.
Jennifer took several pictures of April straddling Toni's face
with her face in Terry's ass. April took the end of the dildoe
between her teeth and used her head motion to fuck her daughter,
driving Terry to fits as her mother's face mashed her fevered
cunt on every in-stroke. The boys lined up to offer their small
cocks to Terry's mouth. She sucked each one in turn to the tune
of a clicking shutter. Mark and the twins fucked April while
April sucked Jennifer and Cindy in turn.
Before departing, Jennifer arranged for Terry and April to
get dressed in their finest evening gowns, redo their hair and
makeup, then perform a mother/daughter act in the center of the
living room. As the last kid left, April and Terry disengaged
their mouths from each other's pussies. Each laid, sprawled
naked on their backs in opposite directions. April was the first
to raise up and speak, saying, "Well, fuck it. What's done, is
done. Congratulations Terry. You are now a whore and there's no
going back."
Terry raised up on her elbows, looked at her mother and
said, "Mom, I hate to tell you this, but so are you."
April sat up further, resting on straight arms and said,
"You may be right. Oh well, it could be worse. Suppose we
didn't enjoy it. You did enjoy yourself, didn't you?"
"Yes, I did. I'm not going to enjoy school tomorrow though.
Mom, can I please drop out and do home study or take a GED?"
"No way, Terry. What are you trying to do, ruin my fun?
Haven't you guessed by now that I get off on humiliating you?"
"The thought did cross my mind."
"Yeah, well wait till you see the outfit you are wearing to
school tomorrow. You'll be sent home, I've no doubt, but not
before several hundred students and faculty get a good look at
your intimate secrets."
Terry smiled and said, "Mom, your awful. I don't have to
quit; I'll get kicked out."
"Don't be too sure. I think Dr. Wayne might be able to come
up with a mental condition for you. Not just simple nymphomania,
no, I want something exotic like nympho-exhibitionistic-saphic-
mania with a clothing phobia. He's good at that sort of thing.
If you have a disability the school will be forced to deal with
you not as a disciplinary problem, but as a medical problem. It
could prove very interesting, don't you think?"
"For you, yes. I think I'm going to want to crawl into a
deep hole and die."
"Nonsense. No one can see your cute little pussy in a deep
hole, much less fuck it."
"Mom, speaking of fucking my pussy, when is Dr. Wayne going
to free me of my virginity. I'm still techniquely a virgin, you
know."
"Soon, very soon. Don't act so anxious. You'll spoil my
fun. I'd like to pretend that I'm sacrificing you against your
will. You could at least act like a virgin."
Terry smiled, leaned forward and kissed her mother tenderly
on the lips, settled back with a wry smile and said, "Would you
like lots of kicking and screaming?"
"That would be a nice touch if you don't over do it. I'll
be the one to strip and bind you in position. If you put up too
much of a struggle, I may have to slap you around a little."
"I kinda like that idea. You could even slap me hard, make
it look real, make me cry real tears."
April's face twisted in confusion. "Would you actually want
me to do that, Terry?"
"Sure. I think it would be exciting."
"I'd slap you as hard as I could, even in your face."
"I know. I can take it as long as I know you aren't really
angry with me."
"Honey, if you'd do that for me, I mean really let me slap
you around, I'll kiss your ass and give you twenty minutes to
draw a crowd."
"Mom, after you get me all tied up like you want, why don't
you whip me with a whip or a belt or something, maybe even a thin
switch. Make me beg to get fucked."
"Well, well, is my baby a closet masochist?"
"I don't know. Nobody ever hit me before today. I really
loved it when you started slapping my pussy really hard. I
wanted you to hit harder and use a belt."
"On your pussy?"
"Yes, especially on my pussy. All I've been thinking about
is you whipping my pussy as hard as you can. It would kill me, I
know, but I think I might cum while you're doing it."
"Those are the classic signs. You probably will. It's
settled then, and from now on, young lady, the slightest
infraction will get you the belt, you know where."
Terry smiled and reclined, spreading her legs. She said,
"Mom, I stole five dollars from your purse last week and used it
to buy beer."
April got up and said, "Why you little bitch! Get that ass
up in the air and split those legs wide. I'm going to get the
thinnest belt your father has and beat your cunt raw."
As April stormed off in a mock rage, Terry assumed the
position and cried, "No Mommy, please don't hit my pussy with a
belt! I'll never do it again; I promise!"
April returned waving a thin belt by the buckle. She stood
over Terry's head looking into her daughter's vulnerable spread.
She said, "Maybe this will teach you to be a descent girl." She
lightly swung the belt overhead and brought it down between the
parted lips of Terry's sex.
Terry jerked her legs together, but yelled, "Harder!"
April said, "Get those legs out and keep them out!" Terry
threw her legs out and lifted her loins in offering. The belt
swung down and made a sickening wet thwack in her mushy pussy.
Terry cried but held her legs open. After three more swats, she
urged, "Harder!"
April had been holding back, but slowly increased her power,
amazed that Terry could stand the pain. She saw Terry's crotch
take on a brilliant pink hue and become increasingly wet. She
was ready to quit after delivering ten strokes. Inspired by
Terry's obvious desire for more, she continued. She appeared to
want them harder, so she hit harder. She put all the force she
could into twenty more strokes, drawing blood. On seeing the
first drops of blood, April targeted the spot with a wild fury.
The last five were delivered while Terry begged for mercy, her
legs flailing the air.
April stopped when Terry collapsed. She stood looking
down on the mess she'd made of her daughter's beautiful pussy.
Terry kept her legs apart, trying to get her breath. April
looked up and saw Charlie by the dining room entrance, standing
in open-mouthed horror. April went into her bedroom without a
word to her astonished husband.
Charlie rushed to Terry and took her in his arms. She
relaxed and melted into the embrace. Her father kept saying,
"I'm sorry, I'm sorry!"
Terry whispered, "Daddy, I asked Mom to do that."
He pushed back to look in her face and said, "I don't
understand."
"I don't think I do either."
"Terry, she looked like she was killing you."
"She was. It hurt terribly. She sure did a good job."
"Terry, I can't believe what I'm hearing. Look at your
vagina, sweetheart."
Terry sat back and peered between her legs. Her pussy
looked swollen and raw. Welts decorated her smooth mound and
thin lines of blood trickled from those welts. She traced a
delicate finger over every welt and said, "Wow, this is awesome.
I'm so tender and sensitive. This will take days, maybe weeks to
go away, I'm sure. I wonder if it will swell up some more. Do
you think so, Daddy?"
"Yes, I definitely think so." Terry rubbed hard on the most
damaged area around her clit. Charlie said, "Doesn't that hurt
when you do that?"
"Not much; I'm pretty numb. It looks neat
too. These little cuts are nothing, but look how gruesome it
looks with the blood all smeared around. My pussy looks like raw
hamburger, doesn't it?"
"It looks worse. I wish you'd stop toying with it, Terry.
You need to clean yourself with a medicated soap and apply an
ointment. You don't want an infection, not there especially."
Terry threw her arms around her father's neck and pouted,
"Daddy, doctor me. Doctor my poor pussy, please!"
Charlie shook his head and carried Terry to the dining
table. He laid her out and said, "You just relax. Daddy will
take care of your pussy for you, sweetheart."
"Daddy, don't do too good of a job."
"Why not, for God's sake."
"Mom can't very well put this on display, can she?"
In the bedroom, April was not masturbating to the memory of
a deliciously wicked first experience with sado-masochism. She
stood before her mirror looking into a reflection she did not
want to recognize. A thin belt slipped from her fingers as tears
slipped past her lids.
The first call to Dr. Wayne was from Terry. She said,
"Steve, she did it. Boy did she do it!"
"Did you enjoy yourself?"
"Parts were fantastic, but something happened that I don't
think is good. Jennifer Gordy, one of my friends on the swim
team, got Mom all hot and horny and made her do all sorts of
nasty things. Mom even had sex with some of the boys."
"That's not good, Terry."
"I know, especially not in front of Jennifer. She's a real
bossy bitch. She'll blackmail Mom and me. She took lots of
pictures, too. She has pictures of Mom and me making love like
lesbians and of Mom getting screwed by young boys and sitting on
a young girl's face."
"Shit! Tell me about this Gordy girl."
"Well, she lives with her elderly grandmother. She gets
away with a lot. Her grandmother is the sweetest lady, but she's
so gullible. Jennifer walks all over her."
"Is she a virgin?"
"Not hardly. She brags about her fucks. She uses people to
build up her ego. She'll be trouble, Steve. I'm worried about
Mom. Jennifer has never had a grown-up to boss around. She's
capable of anything."
"I want her phone number."
"Sure, it's 555-5648. What are you going to say to her?"
"Never you mind. Let me handle this. Where is your mother
now?"
"She's in her room. She went there an hour ago. She hasn't
been out since they left. Oh, there's one other thing. Mom was
going to send me to school with a super short dress and no
panties. She wanted everyone to see my pussy. I freaked. I got
her to whip my pussy real hard. She got sort of carried away
and messed it up pretty bad. It's not serious, but it looks real
bad. It was worth it though. She won't want anyone to see it
now. This gives us time to help her vent more steam. She sure
vented a lot today. Maybe she'll be cured before I have to wear
that dress."
"Oh, Terry, you shouldn't have. That was stupid. Why do
you keep resisting me on this? I'm the doctor, remember?"
"I'm not resisting, only stalling. I panicked; I'm sorry."
"Look, you keep your vagina clean and let it get fresh air.
Don't touch it or let anyone else touch it, you hear?"
"Yeah, sure."
"And for God's sake, don't let anyone see it. I'll give
your mother an hour to call me, then I'm calling her. In the
meantime, you stay away from her."
Steve Wayne had to wait thirty minutes before he received
the expected call. April sounded distraught. "Hello, Steve,
this is April Jennings."
"I've been expecting your call. I just spoke with Terry.
You fucked up, you know that, don't you."
"I didn't mean to hit her so hard. I don't know what came
over me, Steve. I went crazy. I feel just terrible, awful."
"I'm not talking about that. That's no big deal. Terry's
fine about the whipping. I'm talking about you getting involved
with those kids. You told me you'd stay out of it. Are you
trying to get yourself thrown in jail?"
"I'm sorry. I lost control. There's this little vixen that
just took over. She melted me. I was putty in her hands. I
think I'm losing my mind. I think I might really be sick,
Steve."
"Nonsense. Let me handle diagnosing mental illness. You're
fine, trust me. Now, as for that Gordy bitch, I talked to her
right before you called. I put the fear of God in her. I spoke
with her grandmother also. Granny will be bringing little Jenny
in for counseling and observation. I'll have her from Friday
morning until Sunday night. Don't worry about Jennifer. By the
time we finish with her, she'll make someone a good pet. As for
those other kids, they left your house and swore an oath of
secrecy. Jenny swears that no one will ever breathe a word. She
will be bringing in the undeveloped film and all the instant
pictures taken. She's probably on the phone right now,
reaffirming their oaths. She thinks she'll be going to juvenile
detention if this leaks out. This could be a blessing in
disguise. You could have two little whores in your stable."
"Steve, I've been thinking; I don't like this fantasy
anymore. This isn't right. All I ever wanted was to open our
family up sexually. Terry and Charlie love each other so much, I
just wanted them to freely express that love without leaving me
out. This has gotten out of hand. I was trying to please you.
I don't want my daughter becoming a whore, really, I don't. You
put that notion in my head. I just went with it; but now, I know
it's wrong. I want this to stop, Steve. I've thought hard about
it. I hate myself for what I've done to my husband and my
daughter. I need to heal things. Please understand."
There was a long silence, then Steve said, "April, you're
just over-reacting to an experience that got out of hand.
Everything is going along just fine. Terry completely accepts
that you are sick, and that she is helping you. She wants to
help you. She wants a sexually open a free family life just like
you do. She wants to be able to express her love for you and
Charlie, physically as well as emotionally."
"Terry told you in those words?"
"Yes, I swear. She told me that when she was making love to
you in front of all those kids, she pretended that you two were
alone and actually making love. She said she has fantasized that
for years. She wants to be your lover. She adores you, April."
"She actually said that?"
"Yes, and furthermore, she has the hots for her father. She
told me that she wants to have his baby."
"No! She didn't! Did she say that?"
"Yes, she said it in my office this afternoon. Why do you
think she so readily went along with that waiting room scene? It
was because I told her that if she went along with everything I
said, she'd become her father's lover and mistress. She wants
that more than anything."
April's hand strayed to her crotch and her finger slipped
effortlessly between her rapidly moistening slit. "She wants to
be his mistress. She said that before we did any of this?"
"That's right. If you back out now, you'll destroy her.
She'll feel rejected. She may withdraw, become depressed, maybe
even suicidal."
April's finger entered her wet cunt deeply. She said, "I
don't want that."
"Of course you don't. We must go forward. You see that,
don't you?"
"Yes, I suppose so, but not like before. I don't want this
whore business to continue. Only her father. Really, Steve. I
don't want Terry used by other men."
"Well, now, April. I do believe you owe me. You did
promise to make Terry available to me twenty-four hours a day.
You promised me her cherry and even offered to deliver her if I
helped you. You do remember saying that."
"Well, yes, but that was before."
"I'm sorry, April, but that was the agreement. If you want
my help in straightening out this mess you got yourself into, I
expect you to stand by our agreement."
"But Steve..."
"No buts. Unless I get involved with the Jennifer girl, you
are in for trouble. Those pictures alone can get you twenty
years."
"Dr. Wayne, this is blackmail."
"This is business. We had an agreement."
"Will it just be you?"
"It will be me and anyone I choose to share her with."
"Please, don't do this, Steve!"
"I'm sorry, April. I insist. If you don't want the whore,
I do."
"She's not a whore, Steve. She really is a good kid."
"She'll be a whore when she's with me."
"I'm not going to pretend that I want her to be a whore. I
can't, not anymore. I can't act, Steve."
"Yes, Bud did mention that. Okay, I'll tell you what, I'll
think of something. You go ahead and be yourself, act any way
you like, but remember our agreement. When I call; you deliver."
"I understand. What ever you come up with, don't involve
me, okay. I'm telling Terry that I'm cured."
"I may come up with a scenario where you are forced to
participate. Will you go along with that?"
"Well, I guess, if I have no choice, and Terry knows that."
"Leave it to me. Oh, and see that no one sees those welts
on her cunt."
"You didn't have to tell me that. I'm so ashamed of what
I've done. Oh, no! Those mechanics are coming over tomorrow
night. Monica is out of town and I don't know who they are."
"Don't run out, they might get nasty. You started this; you
finish it. Just make sure that you get all the attention, not
Terry."
"No, this is terrible. I don't want this now. They're
expecting sex with me tomorrow with the promise of having Terry
later in the week if they leave her alone tomorrow night."
"Sounds like you have a problem. I'm sure you'll think of
something. Stay in touch and let me know when my little whore is
all better."
After hanging up with Steve, April freshened her make-up and
brushed her hair. She put on a modest dress and went to Terry's
room. She knocked timidly. Terry said, "It's not locked."
April opened the door and saw her daughter lying naked on
her bed reading a book. She had her legs apart with a small fan
blowing on her beaver. April eased inside. Terry said, "I spoke
with Dr. Wayne. He suggested I give it air. This feels good."
April came and sat at Terry's left hip. She looked down at
the medicated cream covered welts and winced. She looked to
Terry and said, "I'm so very sorry, sweetheart. Can you ever
forgive me?"
Terry rose to her elbows and said, "Mom, don't worry about
it. I asked you to do it. It was great. I loved it. I just
need time to heal, and we can do it again."
"Never, never again. Terry, I'm not sick anymore. You
healed me; I'm cured. I just spoke with Dr. Wayne, too. It
worked! His therapy worked, and he gave all the credit to you.
He told me what you did. Oh sweetheart, I love you so much. You
saved my life."
Tears formed in both their eyes as they fell into a tight
embrace. Terry squeezed her naked chest to her mother and cried,
"Oh, Mom! I was so worried about you. That was awful. Oh,
Mommy, I love you so, so much. I would have done anything for
you, anything at all."
"I know, and you almost did. Can you ever forgive me for
the things I said to you, the names I called you, and things I
made you do?"
"Don't be silly, Mom. You were sick. That's like
apologizing for throwing up when you get the flu. Do you really
feel normal again?"
"Yes, one hundred percent, back to my old self, same old
tired, boring Mom."
"Wow, that was a quick cure. Suddenly I feel naked."
"Honey, you are naked."
"I know, but if you're back to your old self, being naked in
front of you feels funny."
"Sweetheart, we can't pretend that the things we did never
happened. I don't want to go back to the way things were. We
broke some barriers that needed breaking. You should feel free
to go naked in your own home, so should me and your father. We
should feel free to express our love for each other, physically
and emotionally. If anything good comes of this, that must be
it. Sometimes, I just want to hold you and feel you close to me.
Sometimes I want to kiss you, not a motherly peck, but a genuine
kiss. Do you understand?"
Terry studied her mother's face, trying to detect signs of
the old April. She nodded, a little unsure. She said, "I think
I'd like that too."
"I know your father loves you, Terry. He loves you
physically as well as emotionally. He desires you as a man
desires a woman. I think you desire him too. I think that's
healthy. I want you to know that if you and your father want to
develop a physical relationship, you'll get my complete support."
"Mom, are you sure you're all right?"
"Yes, I'm being honest. I'm dead serious about this. I
felt this way long before my sickness surfaced. I just never had
the courage to say it. Don't worry, I won't be pushing you and
your father together, not ever again. I just want you to know,
you have that option with my blessing. I'll tell him the same
thing. Where you two go from here is completely up to you guys."
"Wow, Mom. That's heavy. I doubt that anything will come
of this. You know daddy. I certainly won't start anything. If
he wanted to, you know, do it with me, I think I'd let him."
"He may surprise you. I'd like to see you two get
together."
"What, to watch?"
"No, silly. I told you, I'm cured of that. I mean, I'd be
happy knowing that you two were having a sexual relationship. I
wouldn't even mind if he got you pregnant."
Terry jerked back in surprise, staring hard at her mother.
"What? Mom,you can't be serious."
"I'm full of surprises, huh?"
"I'll say."
They looked hard into each other's eyes. Slowly, April
brought her face closer. Terry held still. Inches separated
their lips, then millimeters. Their lips touched softly.
Terry's lips were passive, but April's lips encompassed hers and
increased the pressure. April's hands moved around Terry in a
lover's embrace. The kiss grew stronger. Her breathing
increased. Terry became limp as her mother lowered her back to
the mattress. April's hand delicately, lovingly flowed over her
face as her tongue slipped out and teased at her lips seeking
entry. Terry's breathing increased as April's hand went to her
breasts. Terry let her mouth fall slack, allowing the tongue to
enter. Soon, that tongue danced in her mouth and swabbed her
tonsils while her mother's fingers rolled her nipples.
Terry's mind raced trying to keep up, trying to put things
in perspective. She couldn't decide who was making love to her,
her old mom, or the new mom. April kept the mouth contact while
shucking off the dress. The kiss was awkwardly maintained while
April stripped completely. She then got on the bed, bringing her
nude body against Terry's, running her hands all over, but
avoiding her injured crotch. Terry warmed to the sensuous touch
and passionate kiss. Her tongue soon gave as good as it got, and
her hands freely explored her mother's body.
April broke the kiss and started planting tender kisses all
over Terry's face and chest, stopping to suck her nipples. She
paused between kisses to say, "I'm not shy. I want us to be
lovers, Terry. I love your body. I adore it. I can't wait
until your pussy heals so that I can love you properly. I want
to taste you so badly."
April quickly reversed her position lying on her side with
her head over Terry's crotch. She planted tender kisses on every
welt and breathed in her daughter's vaginal musk. Terry glanced
to her left and saw her mother's vagina at her left shoulder.
Her mother brought her right leg up, opening herself to Terry's
eyes. As the kisses became more feverish, the crotch came nearer
and the gap grew wider. Terry saw her mother tilting her pelvis
provocatively in open invitation. Terry wasn't sure she wanted
to carry on a lesbian lover's relationship with her mother,
especially if things were supposed to be normal. Her mother's
need and hunger was most obvious. She thought she should at
least return the tender kisses she was getting. She leaned over
and pressed her lips to her mother's nether lips.
April rolled atop Terry at the first contact and straddled
Terry's astonished face. Terry looked into her mother's wide
open wet gash as it descended to her mouth. Terry held steady as
April used her sensitive cunt to feel around for her mouth. On
finding it, she began humping her cunt on it. April used her
hands to push her way up Terry's torso until she knelt upright,
looking down on her daughter's cunt smothered head. Terry
surrendered and applied herself to getting her mother off,
literally. She knew that the sooner she came, the sooner she'd
go.
Terry tongued her mother's cunt as she'd done in the waiting
room, this time, putting on a show for her mother. April watched
and said, "Oh, yes, baby. You love sucking Mommy's pussy, don't
you. Oh, Honey, that feels so good! Eat me, baby. Eat Mommy's
cunt! I wish I could do you, sweetheart. You must be suffering
so. Oh, yes! Suck on my clitty. Yes! YES!"
Terry drove her mother to a great climax and followed her
heaving bucking pelvis. She lapped at the flowing juices
afterwards as April returned to Earth. After several minutes of
hard breathing, April slowly disengaged herself and sat looking
down on Terry's wet face. She bent forward and kissed Terry's
cunt-soaked lips, and said, "I'll have to owe you. You keep
track; I'll pay you back, two for one. That was wonderful,
sweetheart. I love you so much, darling."
"I love you too, Mom."
April sat up and took on a more serious countenance, saying,
"We have a little problem, Terry. Those men are coming to dinner
tomorrow night. They aren't friends of Grandpa's, but I think
you knew that. I can't undo it. They've been promised sex with
me tomorrow, and sex with you later in the week. Monica warned
me that these guys are tough characters and that they'd hold me
to it. I don't know what to do."
"Can't you just call it off?"
"I can't reach them. Monica is out of town."
"Let's go out."
"They'd come back, and be real pissed. Who knows what
they're capable of."
"Well, I don't know what, then. I don't want them fucking
me if you're all better."
"I don't want them fucking either of us."
"Maybe they'll take money instead. Maybe you can reason
with them."
"I'll try, but I may have to put out. Don't worry, you
won't, even if I have to put out twice or three times and pay
money."
"Mom, if there's no other way, I suppose I could. I mean,
I've gone this far, right? I'm not really a virgin, not after
that dildoe. If they'll use condoms, I'll let them do it."
"That's sweet, dear, but this is my problem. I'll handle
it. I'll feed them, then take them somewhere, maybe to a motel
or something. Don't think about it, okay?"
"Okay, but if you can't get out of it, remember, I'll help."
CONTINUED
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