The Chronicles of Dr. Mary Sue Larsen, Part 7

by Ronk

Momma Worm? baby Worm..What's this and from the mind of an eight year old!!!!

My mind was screaming. "NO, Stop!...Don't let her go any further."

Rebecca quickly removed her right hand from my shoulder and grabbed my ponytail forcing my head back against the couch giving her further control over my movements .

A strange mixture of guilt and perverted lust washed over my body as I drifted further under her spell. My tortured mind was given no rest as her mothers heart felt letter kept bubbling up in my mind. All the while a small voice begged me to come to my senses before things got further out of control.

"No! ...Please stop Becca," I moaned.

I became powerless under Rebecca's control and could only sit there and watch with guilty fascination as my young lover drained every ounce of resistance from me. While my senses were over burdened with passion and I was helpless to process what was happening, Rebecca took the opportunity to move her legs to one side planting her right knee in my crotch forcing it against my wet exposed pussy.

"Oh god!" I moaned as her knee lubed with pre-cum from my pussy rhythmically scrubbed its intended target.

The beginnings of a very powerful orgasm was building deep down in my body now and Rebecca was doing everything she could to keep me on the edge.

"Do you remember the first game we played together?" Rebecca whispered in my ear. My eyes glazed over as the memories rushed in of the first night Rebecca introduced me to her little game.

"Momma bird." She called it, she was the momma bird and I was her hungry baby bird. The game was so lewd and degrading for me that I could hardly control myself just thinking about it. How could such a game come from the imagination of an eight year old girl I remembered thinking the first time she did this to me.

I instinctively braced myself as Rebecca's free hand moved from my shoulder to cradle my chin at the same time she pulled harder on my pony tail forcing my head further back so I was staring at the ceiling. She quickly raised herself up on her knees and straightened her back giving her a commanding view over my upturned face.

"Oh, poor baby bird is hungry, let momma bird feed her little baby bird." Rebecca said as she forced my mouth open with her hand.

Rebecca slowly closed the distance between our faces. Never taking her eyes off mine she stopped inches away from my open mouth to make sure I was taking in the full drama of her little game.

"Now Mary-Sue, do you remember what little hungry baby birds say?" She asked.

The humiliation of the moment turned my cheeks red with embarrassment but the thumping in my womb was overwhelming my self control and I soon blurted out what she demanded.

"Baby bird is hungry momma, please feed me." I said.

"Okay, baby bird open your mouth wide," Rebecca said as she slowly expelled a large dollop of saliva from her mouth into mine. I watched in perverted fascination as the large ball of warm slippery spit crawled down her pink tongue then slowly like a spider suspended on its web crawl down into my waiting mouth.

"Now swallow all your food baby bird and if your good momma's got a nice worm waiting for you."

The large warm spit ball eased its way down the middle of my waiting tongue and pooled at the back of my throat waiting for me to swallow it down. I had lost all understanding now about what was coming over me. My sexual desire was skillfully being inflamed by Rebecca's lewd perverted attacks on my senses.

"I'm waiting," Rebecca said in a stern voice. "No worm for you unless you swallow." I quickly swallowed her warm offering all the while fighting back tears of humiliation and uncontrollable lust.

"Did my baby bird like her nourishment?' Rebecca said in a motherly voice.

For the moment I was unable to answer her question indulging myself in the pleasure of experiencing the warmth of her body as it crushed itself up against my bare breasts. My arms wrapped themselves around my momma birds small waist as my eyes feasted on her beautiful face. Her long red hair, naturally long lashes and deep brown eyes captured my fascination as she stared down on me like an angel from heaven.

"I know baby bird is still hungry," Rebecca said. "How do you ask for more?" With my humiliation quickly disappearing I whispered. "May I have some more, mommy bird."

"What else do you say."

There was still a small part of my ego that attempted to assert itself as it unexpectedly pushed its way past my lips.

"Please don't make me beg, Becca." I blurted out.

"Baby bird still doesn't remember how to play our game?" Rebecca said while beginning her assault anew on my now sopping pussy with her knee.

"Umm...Nnnn...Oh...P L E A S E...Gdddd !...YES Yes Yes, PLease feed me Momma bird."

"Thats a good baby bird." She said with a smile. "Open wide, here comes another one."

For a split second I became shamefully aware of how easy it had been for me to give up complete control to Rebecca. How much longer could I continue to allow Rebecca such power over me before I became completely submissive to her boundless sexual assaults. My mouth eagerly opened despite my guilt ridden fears as an even larger ball of foamy "nourishment" crawled its way down another web into my waiting mouth. I savored it's heady goodness, taking the time to chase it around my mouth then closing my eyes I swallowed it down in wicked anticipation of more.

Pure uncontrolled insanity was building between my legs as Rebecca's knee continued its relentless assault on my over excited pussy. Up and down...circle...side to side...jab... push... pause.

I became lost in my passion as the explosive sensations charging from my abused mound overwhelmed every nerve in my body creating waves of pleasure. Every erotic zone screamed for Rebecca's attention as my breathing became labored and sweat began to ooze its way from every pore in my exposed body.

"Does baby bird want the nice worm now?"

I heard Rebecca's question and struggled to open my eyes fully and focus on my lovers face.

"I can't stand it anymore, Becca! ...Please feed baby bird the worm!"

I could feel Rebecca's body slowly relax as she lowered her face in closer stopping just short of contact with my hungry parted lips. Her eyes drilled directly through mine and into my brain making me weak and submissive to whatever she wanted. Her hands quickly moved to caress both sides of my face while her full supple lips captured my mouth in an erotic kiss.

Her soft lips washed up against mine with such passion that I almost orgasmed right then. I quickly became aware of the lewd sounds of wet smacks and moans that seemed to reverberate from my living room walls forcing my passion to completely cloud my mind allowing an animal like lust to rule my senses. All I could think about now was momma birds worm snaking its way between my pussy lips and capturing my blood engorged clit until I exploded all over her face.

Rebecca slid her right hand from my face and quickly located my right breast trapping my pebble hard nipple in between her fore finger and thumb, squeezing and pulling it in all directions.

With my orgasm almost at its explosive horizon low throaty moans began to build but were refused escape by Rebecca's powerful sucking mouth.

"Nnnn...Nnnn...Uuuuuuh....Mmmm."

She moved her mouth side to side forcing more sweat saliva past my welcoming lips preparing me for the worm. Her breathing was becoming noticeably labored as she too must have been feeling the effects of our passionate kiss.

Pulling back from our sticky kiss Rebecca looked deep into my eyes and with an odd lustful smile she said.

"When momma bird offers you her worm, make sure you swallow it all down, ok."

"Oh yes," I moaned despite the growing humiliation of the moment. "I'll swallow momma's worm! Please give it to me."

Both my arms dropped from Rebecca's waist as she arched her back and began to close the short distance to my open mouth. I gripped the couches cushions with white knuckles as momma bird parted her pink lips and slowly pushed her moist tongue deep into my waiting mouth. I began to nurse on momma birds worm with all the urgency of a starving baby bird. The sensation of her saliva drenched tongue forcing its way deeper into my mouth was short circuiting every nerve in my overwhelmed brain.

Rebecca abruptly stopped her knee assault on my pussy with infuriating precision just as an explosive orgasm was threatening to spill over. It became clear to me that she was not going to give me what I wanted until she decided it was time.

All I could do was react with a whimper as Rebecca continued to dominated my mouth and manipulate my blood engorged nipple with expert fingers. My whole life's experiences seemed to pale in insignificance compared to this moment. One final pang of guilt about her mothers trust betrayed made its last attempt to bubble up from my conscience but it was finally buried for good by my lust and Rebecca's hungry lips. Her nourishing worm now fully extended finally made contact with my shy tongue in the back of my saliva drenched mouth. Rebecca probed it with the tip of her tongue coaxing it slowly out of its place of safety then without warning she sucked it deep into her own mouth capturing it and making it hers.

It became some sort of wicked game of cat and mouse for her as my submissive tongue was captured then released over and over again while force feeding a constant flow of warm spit down the back of my throat. One kiss would loudly end as Rebecca allowed me time to swallow and to catch my breathe before another long wet kiss would begin more passionate then the last. The combination of Rebecca's experienced tongue and her continued manipulations of my nipple began to raise the heat between my legs again stirring my hopes for an orgasm.

Just seconds before I was going to cum, Rebecca broke off the kiss and pulled back from contact with my chest. She removed her assaulting knee from my sopping wet mound, placing both her legs on each side of mine. She wrapped her arms around my neck and pulled herself in close to whisper in my ear.

"Carry me to bed," Mary-Sue....