Subject: NEW: Lust's What The Doctor Ordered
Date: 19 May 1999 00:00:00 GMT
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     This story is fiction, and should be treated as such.
     The following story is for the entertainment of ADULTS ONLY,
and contains descriptions of explicit sex.  If you are not an
adult, or reading sex stories upset you, do not read any further.
I am NOT the author.  I don't have the talent to write these
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                   Lust's What The Doctor Ordered

                           By Edna Examine

                             Chapter 1

     Lying on the soft leather couch, the lovely young redhead
licked her dry lips and stared blankly toward the ceiling.  Sitting
at the head of the couch, A. B. Prinz, MD, Ph.D., smiled down at
her as he repeated the question to the woman in the deep hypnotic
trance.
     "Describe what happened between you and your father on that
night, Denise."
     Denise Powers struggled inwardly with the vision and she spoke
hesitantly of the secret she had kept locked inside her mind for
nearly ten years.  "He ... he'd been drinking.  Momma had gone to
her sister's ... gone all week."
     "Yes, go on, Denise," Prinz told her as she paused.
     "I came downstairs and found him sitting in the big chair in
the living room ..." she said softly in a little girl voice.  Her
face was pale and the expression was something less than that of a
person relating a traumatic experience that had occurred during her
fifteenth year of life.
     "He called me over and made me sit in his lap ..." she said
and swallowed dryly as her hands fluttered at her sides.
     "Then what happened?" Prinz asked her as he looked at her full
breasts and lower, to the gentle mound of her pubis that was
revealed by the soft material of her short skirt.
     "He told me how much he loved me ... and ... and he put his
hands on me ..." she said thickly.
     "Show me where he put his hands on you, Denise."
     Slowly, the attractive young woman lifted both her hands to
cup her ripe breasts and she began to massage them as she went on.
"He ... he told me that he had always wanted to do this to me ...
that he loved me, and then he begged me not to tell my mother."
     "How did you feel when he played with your tits, Denise?"
     The woman rolled her head from side to side as he posed the
question, as though fighting some internal conflict yet to be
revealed.  Then, she spoke in that tiny voice again, "I ... I liked
it ... he unbuttoned my shirt and touched the nipples of my titties
... and I liked it."
     "Show me, Denise--show me exactly how he touched your
titties," Prinz told her and licked his lips as she began
unbuttoning the sheer blouse she wore.  His pulse pounded heavily
in his temples as the woman revealed her soft, naked tits and began
massaging them lewdly as he looked on.
     "What did he do next, Denise?"
     "Ohhhh," she moaned lowly, then said, "He put his hand on my
leg and began rubbing it ... he kept rubbing it and I could feel
him moving higher and higher.  He lifted my skirt and touched me
between my legs."
     "Where did he touch you, Denise?  Show me." Prinz told her.
     Slowly, the woman inched her hand down her body to lift her
skirt.  As she did, Prinz stood up and walked to stand beside the
couch as she moved her hand between her legs and began rubbing her
pussy through the thin material of her panties.  "There ..." she
moaned as her fingers moved in and out of the cleft of her pussy
and Prinz watched in fascination.
     "Did he do anything else?"
     "Oh, yes!" she exclaimed as she continued stroking herself
obscenely.  "He ... he unbuttoned his pants and asked me to hold
his ... to hold him."
     "Hold him where, Denise?" Prinz asked softly and drew down the
zipper of his trousers to reach inside.  He pulled out his pulsing
prick and swallowed thickly as the woman replied.
     "His ... his penis ..." she sucked her breath, "His prick!"
     "How did it feel, Denise?"
     "Oh, it was so big!  It was warm and soft and hard at the same
time!" she said breathlessly.
     Prinz reached down and lifted her hand from her tit and
wrapped it about his throbbing prick.  "Is this the way it felt,
Denise?" he asked her as she began manipulating the soft flesh of
his prick.
     "Oh, yes ... it was just the same!"
     Sitting beside her on the couch, Prinz held her hand tightly
on his pulsing prick and lifted her skirt to fold it about her
waist, then he took hold of her panties and dragged them down to
her knees.  "Then what did he do, Denise?"
     The woman shivered slightly as Prinz ran his hand over her
dark-red pubic bush, and, as his fingers played over the damp lips
of her pouting pussy, she shuddered and told him, "He played with
me while I played with him ... and he sucked my titties!"
     Leaning forward, as he fingerfucked the woman softly, Prinz
licked her turgid nipple, then took it fully into his mouth as she
moaned lowly and stroked his prick of her own accord.  He kissed
her tits laviciously and noticed that she had raised her legs to
remove her panties as he eased his finger into her tight cunt
fully.
     "Did you like what he was doing to you, Denise?" he asked as
he looked up at her face.
     "Oh, yes!  His mouth was so soft and warm and his finger in my
... in my cunt was so good!" she said and writhed sensually as he
fingerfucked her.
     "What else happened that you haven't told me about, dear?"
     The woman rolled her head from side to side in the trance and
her eyes blinked several times as she spread her legs to his hand.
"He ... he asked me to put it in my mouth ... just the head of it,
he said ... he just wanted me to kiss it a little bit for him."
     "And did you do that?" Prinz asked her as she squeezed his
prick tightly in her soft hand.
     "Uh huh ..." she replied in that little girl voice, "I let him
put it in my mouth and I kissed it for him.
     "Did you like to do that for your father?"
     "Oh, yes ... he really loved me for it--and he told me that
Momma wouldn't do that for him--ever."
     Prinz reached down and touched the lever that controlled the
head height of the couch.  As it lowered, he moved up toward her
head, then told her, "Here, Denise ... show me how you put your
father's prick in your mouth.  Show me how you sucked him."
     "He ... he kissed mine too ..." she said as she turned her
head towards his pulsing shaft.
     "Oh, yes!" Prinz replied and leaned toward her as she ovaled
her lips obscenely and took the head of his pulsing prick into her
warm, wet mouth.  "Yes, my dear ... that's it ... suck your daddy's
prick for him--show me how much you love your daddy ... use your
tongue ... oh, yes ... that is nice!" he told her, then lay beside
her with his head over her exposed pussy.  He lowered his head and
inhaled deeply of her feminine odor, then spread her legs a bit
more as he licked out with his tongue to touch the hair-fringed
lips of her pussy wetly.
     The woman moaned as her psychoanalyst sucked her cunt and
thrust forward with his hips.  She wrapped her hand about the base
of his thick prick and tongued the head wetly as he began a slow
fucking motion with his hips.
     Between her legs, Prinz lapped her cuntal area with the flat
of his tongue, and as he did, he heard her moan low as she raised
her body to his mouth.  Frantically, he sucked her clit into his
mouth and nibbled it as she began to grind her hips against the
soft leather of the couch.  He felt his prick moving in and out of
her wet, warm mouth, and he had a sudden desire to watch her as she
sucked his prick.
     Sitting up beside her, Prinz faced the woman as she continued
licking his throbbing shaft.  He swallowed thickly as her mouth was
stretched wide and his prick was sucked into her throat.  "Yes,
Denise ... suck it deep ... take it all the way in ... all the
way!" he told her.
     The woman lowered her head slowly and took the entire length
of the doctor's pulsing cock into her throat.  Deep in her
trancelike state, she envisioned her father sitting there urging
her on, and she tried her best to please him.  Slowly, she raised
her head and withdrew her mouth from the throbbing flesh, then
plunged downward again as the sound of his deep sighs came to her.
     Prinz ran his hand over the woman's pubic bush as she went
down on him again.  He eased his finger into her wet pussy and
stroked her clit gently.  He felt her raise her hips again and he
knew that she was about to orgasm, despite the fact that she was in
deep hypnosis.  And as she pulled off to the swollen head of his
cock again, he felt the slick trickle of saliva ran down the length
of his shaft and he shuddered, just a breath away from coming
himself.
     He inserted a second finger into the woman's clasping cunt and
began fucking her furiously as she bobbed her head up and down on
his throbbing prick.  "Ughhhnn ..." he moaned, "yes ... suck it,
Denise ... suck my prick ... I'm going to come ... swallow my cum,
Denise!" and he placed a hand on the back of her head to force her
lower as he felt the first spasm that was followed by a strong
contraction.
     The woman paused in her sucking as she felt the prick in her
mouth begin to jerk wildly.  She moaned loudly from around his
prick as her own orgasm washed over her writhing body, then she
felt her mouth filled with his warm, thick cum.  She swallowed as
her mouth was filled to overflowing and her legs quivered stiffly
as the doctor's fingers dug into the soft, wet flesh of her cunt.
     Prinz felt his prick erupt in the woman's mouth.  He tensed as
she stopped bobbing her head, and he felt gush after gush pour into
her mouth as he fingerfucked her furiously.  Then, as the
contractions subsided, Prinz sighed deeply and told the woman,
"That was so good, darling ... you've made your father very happy."
     The woman raised her head with a dazed expression on her face
as she licked the last of his cum from her lips.  He laid her back
and sat there for a long moment as he regained his composure.  He
looked down at her long lovely legs, encased in sheer nylon
stockings.  He ran his hand from her sopping cunt to her soft belly
and rubbed it gently as his fingertips played over the lacy garter
belt she wore.  Women's underclothing fascinated him and he had
often had the urge to wear them himself.  Prinz recognized where
the desire stemmed from, and he recalled the time his own sister
had caught him going through her dresser drawer, simply feeling her
silken under things.
     He shook the thought from his mind as his hand found its way
to the woman's cunt again, and he cupped her pubis as she merely
lay there and stared blankly at the ceiling.
     "How do you feel, Denise?" he asked softly, as his fingers
pressed lightly over her pussy.
     She sighed deeply and replied, "Good ... I feel good, Daddy."
     Prinz beamed--the transference was complete, and he knew he
would be able to have this woman at will any time in the future.
"Fine, Denise ... now I want you to listen closely," he told her
and moved his hand from her pussy to stroke the bare flesh of her
thigh above her stocking top.  "There is nothing wrong with what
we've done.  It's natural for a father to love his daughter ... and
just as natural for a daughter to want her father--do you
understand?"
     The woman's body quivered at his touch and, as his hand moved
back up to stroke her cunt lightly, she told him, "Yes, Daddy, I
understand ... and I really do like the things we do together.
When can we do them again?"
     Prinz smiled sardonically as he gazed upon her expectant face.
He leaned down and kissed her softly as his hand moved up to fondle
her ample tits beneath the thin material of her blouse.  Next time,
he promised himself, I'll have her naked!
     "Soon, Denise ... I promise." and he stood up then to tuck his
wilted prick into his trousers.  He inspected himself for stains,
then pulled up his zipper and told the woman, "Your panties are
beside you on that couch.  Put them on, then go into the bathroom
and straighten your clothing ... then come back and lie down and
we'll talk some more."
     He watched as the woman obeyed.  He lifted the head of the
couch and straightened his own clothing as the woman walked to the
bathroom door and entered.  In a few moments she returned looking
as fresh as ever.  She lay down on the couch and Prinz sat in his
chair out of her sight.
     "In a moment, I will ask you to awaken, Denise ... you will
have no memory of what has taken place ... next week when you lie
down on the couch, I will ask you if you're drowsey--you will
reply, 'Yes, Father, I'm sleepy.'  Then, you will return to your
deep sleep ... do you understand?"
     "Yes ..." the woman said flatly.
     "Fine ... then you may awaken," he told her and sat back,
relaxed.  He watched as the woman opened her eyes and looked
around.  She stretched languidly and sat up, a flushed expression
on her face.  "How do you feel?" he asked warmly.
     "God, like I'd slept the clock around ..." and she glanced at
the expensive watch on her right wrist.  A look of surprise crossed
her face as she remarked, "It's only been an hour?"
     Prinz smiled and nodded.  "You were a very cooperative
subject, Mrs. Powers ... next week well delve a bit deeper into
your subconscious ..." He stood and held out his hand to her, "Same
time?"
     Her face flushed brightly and she asked, "Did ... did I say
anything?  I mean ... what happened?"
     Prinz led her to the private exit as she gathered her gloves
and purse.  "All in due time, Mrs. Powers ... all in due time.  Try
not to dwell on it--but should you have another of those headaches,
please try to remember what you're thinking about just prior to
having it--can you do that?"
     The woman smiled warmly and took his hand in hers.  "Oh, yes--
and thank you Dr. Prinz ... thank you so much!"
     Prinz saw the woman out, then returned to his desk.  He
touched the button on his console and spoke softly.  "That's all
for today, Karen ... will you come in here a moment?"
     "Yes, Doctor," the woman's honeyed voice, replied.
     Prinz looked up as his receptionist-girl Friday entered, her
lithe body swaying sensuously as she walked into his inner office.
"Schedule Mrs. Powers for the same time next week, Karen ..." he
said and looked across the desk at the beautiful woman as she made
note of his request.  He watched her lovely blond features as she
penned the note, and he felt a twinge of excitement rush through
his body as he imagined her standing there naked before him, her
lush blond cunt exposed to his sight.
     Prim swallowed thickly as the beautiful young woman looked up
and asked, "Will that be all, Doctor?"
     Smiling, he gazed deeply into her eyes for a long moment, then
said, "Are you sleepy, Karen?"
     The woman's eyes glazed momentarily and her head sagged to her
chest.  Her hand was rigid and paused over the note pad, as she
stood there immobile.  Prinz sat back and smiled at his expertise.
He cleared his throat as he told her, "There are some things I must
do now, Karen ... do you have any plans for this evening?"
     She shook her head slowly as she looked up, her jaw slack.
     "Fine ... be at the beach house at seven sharp.  I'll be
expecting you."
     "Seven ..." she said flatly and stared past him into space.
     Prinz snapped his fingers and the lovely blonde's head drew
erect as she stared at her note pad and saw the appointment for the
following week.
     "Whom do you have scheduled for tomorrow, Karen?" he asked, as
though there had been no break in their conversation.
     "Ummn ... Mrs. Golden is bringing her daughter ..."
     "Oh, yes ... the disturbed teenager.  Of course.  That will be
all Karen ... have a pleasant evening." And he smiled at her
warmly.
     "Thank you Doctor--I'll see you in the morning."
     Prinz smiled and nodded as the young woman left his office.
Tonight, he thought abstractly, and he stood to walk to the
breakfront bar along the right wall of his office.  He poured a
liberal amount of brandy into a glass, then returned to his desk as
he thought again of his sister.  The Powers woman reminded him of
her--the red hair, the full thighs and soft pussy ... and as he sat
there sipping the heady liquor, he drifted back in time, and he was
fifteen-years-old again.
     He was standing in front of his sister's dresser, his prick in
his right hand, and he was masturbating as he rubbed a pair of his
sister's panties over his face.  He did not hear the door open, and
it wasn't until his sister spoke to him that he realized he'd been
discovered.
     "What on earth are you doing?" his sister asked sharply.
     Aurelius Prinz turned to find his sister standing in the
doorway of her room, her hands on her hips and an angry expression
on her face.
     He tried desperately to hide his bulging erection, but he
could not-he had been just a breath away from ejaculation when she
confronted him.  He dropped her silk panties as though they had
burned his hand, and he looked down in shame as his sister crossed
the room to pick them up while he tried to cover his throbbing cock
with both hands.
     "Aurry ... how many times have I told you to stay out of my
things?" she said and waved the panties in front of him.
     "I ... I'm sorry, Glenda ... I won't do it again--I promise!
Just don't tell mom, please!" he begged her.
     The attractive red-haired girl looked down at her younger
brother and she felt a sudden twinge of pity for him.  Shaking her
head, she handed him the panties and told him, "No ... I won't tell
mom.  You ... you can keep these if you like."
     He looked up at her in surprise as he felt the silken things
pressed into his hand.  He shook his head in confusion and said, "I
can?  I mean, I can really keep them?"
     Glenda looked at her brother's stiff prick and she licked her
lips erotically as she felt a stirring in her loins.  "Unless you'd
rather have a pair I've worn ..." she told him seductively, and she
reached out to touch his prick with the tips of her fingers.
     "Ohhh ..." the boy moaned as her warm hand closed about the
head of his throbbing prick.  "Could I ... could I really?"
     Glenda felt the excitement rising in her body as the boy
looked at her with a pleading expression on his face.  She knew
that what she was about to do was wrong, but the feel of his firm
prick in her hand sent thrills of pleasure through her nineteen-
year-old body, and she leaned forward to kiss him softly on the
lips.  Then she told him, "You'll have to take them off of me, if
you want them, Aurry ..." and she squeezed his prick softly as his
eyes widened and his jaw went slack.
     The boy looked at his older sister with awe and admiration
then as she led him across the room.  She sat him on the edge of
her bed, then returned to lock the door securely from the inside.
     "Mom won't be home for another hour yet, Aurry ... take off
your clothes."
     The boy needed no further urging.  In a matter of seconds he
was down to his socks, and his clothing lay scattered about the
foot of his sister's bed.  He licked his dry lips as she moved
toward him then and lifted the hem of her long skirt to expose just
the tops of her thighs and her panty-covered crotch.
     "Ohhh, Glenda ... you're so pretty!" the boy moaned.
     "You're not bad yourself," she said and laughed nervously as
she gazed upon his well-developed body and his strong young prick.
It stood out erectly from a nest of soft brown hair and she fought
the urge to fall to her knees and stuff its hot length into her
mouth.  Instead, she lifted her skirt a bit higher and told him,
"If you want them, you'll have to take them off."
     The boy could not believe his eyes as his sister exposed her
body to him.  He had engaged in a hundred fantasies of just such a
situation--but, usually, he fancied her asleep and unaware of his
advances.  He looked up at her face as she smiled nervously, then
he reached out to run his hand over the flat of her belly.  A chill
went through his hungry young body as his fingertips touched her
nylon panties.  He ran his fingers down until they touched the soft
rise of her pubic mat beneath the thin material of her panties.  He
thrilled as he became aware of the warmth and moistness of her
pussy, and he longed to see her fully without clothing.
     Hesitantly, Aurry fell to his knees before his sister and ran
his hands up her smooth calves, then her warm thighs.  She moaned
lowly as his hands continued up the backs of her legs and began
rubbing her panty-covered ass cheeks.  Leaning forward, the boy
rubbed his face over her silken belly, and he thrilled at the
warmth he found there as he nuzzled her.
     Then, the boy raised his hands to her hips and took hold of
the elastic top of her panties.  Slowly, he began pulling them down
to expose the soft flesh of her lower belly.  His eyes widened as
the panties went below her mat of hair, and he inhaled deeply the
sweet odor he found coming to him.  Lower he pulled her silken
panties, and as her pussy was fully exposed to him, he shuddered in
anticipation and wonder at the sight.  Take them all the way off,
Aurry, she whispered as she gazed down at his awestruck face, "Then
I want you to undress me, too."
     He thrilled as he heard her words, and his heart pounded
heavily in his chest.  He pulled her panties down below her knees,
then lifted one foot after the other to remove them.
     Glenda allowed the boy a long look at her hair-covered pussy;
then she dropped the hem of her skirt and smoothed his hair out of
his eyes as he looked up at her and licked his lips.
     "Don't you want to see me naked?" she asked nervously, and she
forced a little laugh as her own heart pounded furiously in her
breast.
     Nodding slowly, Aurry stood up and reached for the buttons of
his sister's blouse.  Nervously, he fumbled with the tiny things
until he had opened the garment to her waist, then he pulled it out
of her skirt top.  She shrugged out of it as the boy stood staring
at her full tits, hidden from view by her wide brassiere.  She
turned slowly and felt his hands fumbling with the multiple catch
between her shoulder blades, then she felt the restraining garment
freed and her tits sagged an inch as he slipped the straps over her
shoulders.
     Aurry looked at his sister's naked back and he could not
resist kissing her warm flesh as his hands went under her arms and
around her body to cup her full, soft tits in his shaking hands.
He felt her nipples rub against the palms of his hands, and he
chilled slightly as he felt them stiffen under his touch.
     Glenda turned then in his arms and slipped her arms about his
neck to kiss him fully on the mouth.  She sensed his apprehension
as she forced her tongue between his lips and felt his body stiffen
momentarily.  Then she ran her hand down his back and reached
between them to take hold of his throbbing prick.  He sighed and
shuddered again as her hand closed about his warm shaft, and he
felt his prick twitch as he sucked her soft tongue into his wet
mouth.
     With shaking hands, Aurry fumbled with the catch on her long
skirt.  Finally, he freed it and pulled down the zipper to feel her
ass cheeks quiver slightly as he brushed them with his hands.  Her
tits were pressed flat against his chest, and-he could feel her
stiff nipples as he swirled his tongue about hers.  Then she
retracted her tongue, and Aurry pressed his out of his mouth and
into hers.  A new thrill went through his lusting young body as his
sister sucked his tongue, and he pulled her skirt low on her hips
to let it fall in a soft pile about her feet.
     Glenda stepped out of her skirt as her brother's hands closed
on the soft cheeks of her ass and pressed her forward and into his
hot body.  She guided his throbbing prick between her legs and felt
his body stiffen as the head of his prick nudged the soft lips of
her pussy.
     The boy groaned as his body was filled with the warmth of his
sister's flesh and he felt the moistness of her pussy with the head
of his prick.  "Do you like that?" Glenda asked her brother as he
drew his breath sharply, then sighed.
     "Is ... is it in?" he questioned apprehensively.
     She laughed and kissed him on the nose.  "No, silly, it's just
between my legs ... haven't you ever fucked a girl before?"
     Aurry felt his face flush as his sister asked him the shocking
question and used the obscene word.  "N ... no," He told her and
swallowed thickly.  "You're the first girl I've ... that I've ever
touched," he confessed as his prick jerked between her legs.
     Glenda thrilled as she realized her brother was a virgin.  She
knew that he had several girlfriends, but the idea that he had
never actually fucked had never entered her mind.  She rubbed her
tits over his young chest and ran her hands to his naked ass as she
hunched against him.  Licking his ear lobe, she felt him shudder,
and she wondered if she could persuade him to suck her pussy.
     "Would you like to fuck me, Aurry--I mean, really stick your
cock in my pussy and come there?"
     The boy thrilled at her obscene words and he looked into her
green eyes with admiration and awe.  "God, Glenda ... could we do
it--really do it?"
     She rubbed her belly over his and felt his prick twitch as she
squeezed her legs together tightly.  "We might," she said coyly as
she massaged the cheeks of his ass with her warm hands.  "If you'll
do something for me ..."
     "Anything!" he told her and hugged her to him as her tongue
touched his ear again, "Anything in the world!"
     Pulling back, she looked into his eyes and smiled as a thrill
went through her.  She had never had a man suck her pussy before,
and whenever her friends talked about that particular act, she
always felt somewhat left out.  Her current boyfriend liked to have
his prick sucked.  but he had never tried to go down on her--and
she didn't have the nerve to ask him to do that for her.
     Glenda stepped away from her younger brother and sat on the
side of the bed.  She spread her legs lewdly and licked her lips as
she told him, "Get down on your knees and kiss my tummy ..."
     Hesitantly, the boy fell to his knees before his sister's
widespread legs and he slipped his hands about her to hug her to
him.  His head nestled between her full breasts and he could hear
her heart pound heavily as he rubbed his hands over her back.
     Glenda placed her hands on her brother's head then and pushed
him lower.  "Kiss my tummy, Aurry ..." she whispered and thrilled
at the warmth of his body between her legs.  He lowered his head
then and began kissing her soft young belly as his hands played
over her body to come to rest finally on her heaving tits.  She
watched as the boy closed his eyes and ran his tongue into the
button depression of her navel, and a new thrill went through her
as she imagined that same warm tongue in her pussy.
     "Lower, Aurry ..." she urged, and the boy kissed lower on her
stomach.
     He felt his chin brush against her pubic hair and he wondered
what she would say if he kissed her there.  When he had removed her
panties, he had longed to kiss her between the legs, but he had
not, afraid that she would get angry with him for such a nasty
thing.
     "Ummmnn, yesss ..." she whispered, "Lower, Aurry ... a little
lower ... that feels so good ... so good!" and she placed both
hands atop his head to push him further down.
     Suddenly, the boy realized what it was that his sister wanted
him to do to her.  He felt a rush of excitement as he inhaled her
feminine odor and his blood pounded in his temples as his mouth
encountered her pussy hair.  He swallowed thickly, unable to
believe his good fortune, and he peered closely as he squatted
before her and pushed her legs wide apart.
     He looked at the soft, pink lips of her pouting pussy and he
shuddered as his prick twitched painfully against his leg.  Then he
licked out tentatively with his tongue and touched that wet flesh
between his sister's legs.  He felt her stiffen as his tongue came
in contact with her cunt lips, and then she sighed deeply.
     "Ohhhh, God, Aurry ... yes!" she moaned, "That's what I want
... eat my pussy ... suck it--let me feel your tongue in my cunt
... God, eat me!" she cried, and pulled his head into her wet cunt
as her legs quivered stiffly and she stretched them out alongside
his body.
     The boy found his face buried in his sister's cunt, and he
began sucking her laviciously as his hands reached up to grope for
her full tits.  As his fingers massaged the soft flesh, his heart
beat wildly, and he heard her cry out again as he entered her pussy
with his tongue.  The taste was like nothing he had ever known, and
it thrilled him to know that he was actually kissing his sister on
her pussy.
     "Ummmmn ... yessss ... oh, yes!" she said and writhed under
his mouth.  "Eat my cunt you little pussy sucker ... make me come
... God, Aurry--I'm almost there--this is heavenly ... oh ... oh
... oh, my God!"
     And her entire body shuddered as the first wave of orgasmic
sensation broke over her writhing limbs.  She felt the warmth deep
in her cunt as her brother tongued her furiously, and she held his
head to her pussy as he sucked, and squeezed her tits with his
hands.  Her legs shook uncontrollably as the boy sucked her to
completion and Glenda found herself lying breathless, suddenly,
with him standing over her, a concerned look on his face.
     "Are you okay?" he asked.
     Glenda shook her head and realized she had lost consciousness
for a moment.  She drew her breath and sobbed as she reached out
her arms for him.  "Oh, Aurry ... yes--I've never been so okay!"
     The boy looked down at his sister's flushed face as she
reached out for him.  He felt a sudden rush of love for the girl
who had acted as an antagonist nearly all the years of their lives,
and he realized now that he truly loved his older sister.  He lay
down beside her and they kissed passionately as her hand took hold
of his throbbing young prick and stroked him gently.
     "Did it ... was it good?" he asked her as their lips parted.
     She hugged him tightly and squeezed his prick as she told him
softly, "Aurry--you are the best I've ever had!  You can do that to
me any time that Momma's not home ..." She giggled and added, "Or
anytime she's not looking!"
     The boy's chest swelled with pride as his sister told him he
was the best she had ever had.  He felt her warm body next to his,
and as she moved her hand up and down his aching prick, he asked
apprehensively, "Could ... could we fuck now, Glenda?"
     "Ummmmn," she said and kissed him again.  "I've got something
you might like better," she told him and sat up beside him on the
bed.
     Aurry watched in amazement as his sister brushed her red hair
away from her face and lowered her head over his throbbing prick.
He watched as she opened her mouth and took the head of it in, and,
as her warm, wet tongue swirled about its sensitive head, he
gasped, unable to believe the sight before his eyes.  She had
actually put his prick in her mouth and was sucking it!
     He had heard the older boys talking about getting a "blow
job," but his inexperienced mind could not relate that act to what
he was witnessing now.  His sister's mouth ovaled obscenely, and
she went down on him completely, to suck his prick into her mouth
all the way.
     "Uhhhnnn ..." he moaned as she drew her head up and licked his
prick wetly.  "Oh, Glenda ... so good!" he told her as she fondled
his sperm-filled balls with one hand and sucked him up and down
slowly with her hot, wet mouth.
     Glenda thrilled as her mouth was filled with his soft, pulsing
flesh and his prick jerked spasmodically.  She wanted to fuck her
brother, but she wanted to pleasure him too.  She knew that if he
stuck his prick into her pussy at this point, there wouldn't be
much fucking-she had had enough experience to understand that boys
really couldn't hold back once they'd started.  Too, she did want
to taste his hot cum in her mouth.  And after the fantastic head
job he'd given her, she felt she could do no less for him.
     Aurry moaned as his sister kept licking and sucking him and
suddenly he became aware of the danger involved--he was about to
come and he could not hold himself back as her hot mouth moved
slickly up and down his aching prick.  He moaned lowly and ran his
fingers through her hair as her head bobbed up and down rapidly.
     "Glen ... Glenda ..." he cried out in a choked tone, "Gonna
come ... I'm gonna come ... oh ... ohhhh ... OHHHHHH GLENDAAAAA!"
     The girl held her head still as her brother's prick erupted in
her hot mouth.  She felt the first splash of cum on her tongue and
she swallowed it down as it was followed by another thick glob,
then another.  His fingers tightened in her hair as she swallowed
his cum and tongued the head of his spurting prick laviciously.
She felt his body stiffen, then shudder strongly as her mouth was
filled again, and he moaned and sobbed out his emotion.
     Aurry was lost in the depths of orgasm as his sister's mouth
continued to suck his bursting prick.  He knew that he was shooting
his cum into her mouth and he sensed her swallowing as he held her
head tightly.  He simply could not believe it--surely she must love
him a great deal to do that for him, he reasoned as his body shook
in the throes of orgasm, and his prick jerked spasmodically in her
wet mouth.  Finally, he opened his eyes and looked down his body as
she raised her head slightly and licked the head of his prick.  He
saw a small dribble of the sticky white fluid ooze out of the
corner of her mouth, and he chilled slightly as her pink tongue
swiped out to catch it.
     Glenda looked up at her brother's face and she smiled as she
read the total surprise there.  She squeezed his still hard prick
and laughed lightly as she rolled her body atop his and spread her
legs.  "Was that good, Baby?" she questioned.
     The boy shook his head and told her, "Oh, Glenda, yes!" and
his arms went about her soft young body.  "So good ... God, you
actually let me come in your mouth!"
     "Did that surprise you?" she asked and kissed the tip of his
nose as her tits were squashed flat against his chest.
     "Doesn't it taste bad?" he asked.
     "Did my pussy taste bad?" she questioned in return.
     "Oh, no ... I liked the way it tasted!" he told her
emphatically.
     She kissed him softly then and whispered, "And I like to taste
your cum, Aurry ..." And as she spoke, she reached between her legs
and eased the head of his rock-hard young prick into her wet cunt.
     Aurry drew his breath sharply as he felt his prick engulfed in
a sudden warmth--it was like nothing he had ever experienced, and
his young body shook as his sister began moving her hips slowly up
and down and his prick was shoved in and out of her clasping, wet
cunt.
     "How does it feel to fuck a real pussy?" she asked, a bit
breathlessly, as she felt him enter her cunt fully.
     "Oh, Glenda ... I love you so much!" he cried and tears filled
his eyes as he was overcome by the emotion of the moment, "Love me
always ... please, love me always!" he begged her as he began a
slow hunching motion with his hips.
     "I will, Aurry ... I promise I will ..." she breathed softly
to him as her mouth sought his and their lips met in an incestuous
kiss.  There was a momentary flash of his mother's face and ...
     Doctor Prinz shook his head as the vision faded and he found
it was dark in his office.  He glanced at the empty glass in his
hand and he noticed the bulge in the front of his pants.  It was
always that way when he thought of Glenda.
     He stood slowly, carried the glass to the breakfront, and set
it there as he glanced at his watch.  There was just enough time to
get home, call Mark and Coco, and set things up for that evening.
He'd have to let them know there would be a fourth to the party,
and he wondered how the black couple might react when they learned
that the beautiful Karen Lindstrum was not there willingly.
     He chuckled to himself as he gazed into the full-length mirror
in the bathroom of his office.  His body was short and lithe, and
the streaks of gray in his temples merely accentuated his mature
handsomeness.  He smiled at his image and turned off the light,
then locked his offices and walked to his Mercedes coupe in the
parking lot.

                             Chapter 2

     Prinz lay back in the deep tub luxuriating in its soothing
warmth as he spoke into the telephone.  "No, Mark ... I'd like you
and Coco to be here around seven-thirty.  And I'll have a little
surprise for you tonight--her name is Karen ..."
     There was a pause and the man on the other end of the line
spoke slowly as he told the psychoanalyst, "Ah, look--you know how
Coco is, Doc ... it took me a month to convince her it was okay to
let her hair down in front of you."
     "If it's a question of money ..." Prinz supplied.
     "Come on!" the man said emphatically, "We come to your place
because we dig it--and because we like you.  The money comes in
handy, Doc ... but that's not the reason we dig you, and you know
it!"
     "Thank you, Mark--you're very considerate," he paused, then
told the man, "Listen--for your information, the young lady who
will be here tonight will not be aware of what's going on ... do
you understand?"
     There was a low laugh from the man on the other end, then he
remarked, "Doc, I swear--you are too fucking much!  You gonna have
her doped up?"
     "Of course not, Mark--you know I don't go in for that sort of
thing--just a mild hypnotic trance ..."
     "For a mild sex orgy, huh?" Mark said and laughed again.
     "I assure you, she'll present no problem and she'll never know
what took place."
     "Okay, Doc ... I'll try to convince Coco of that--I might have
to remind her who it is who's putting me through medical school,
though!"
     Prinz smiled and thought of his investment in the bright young
black man.  There were far too few black psychiatrists, and if Mark
could make the grade academically, he would have a bright future in
the honored profession.  "Fine ... I'll be expecting you at seven-
thirty," he said and hung up.
     Prinz finished bathing and slipped into a soft, togalike
garment.  He was standing at the bar in the sunken living room of
his sumptuous beach house when he heard the car in the drive.  He
glanced at the wall clock and smiled.  It was exactly seven
o'clock.
     He walked quickly to the front door and opened it as Karen
climbed out of her car, a puzzled expression on her face.  She had
been motivated by his post-hypnotic suggestion.  But as she looked
about her, she had no earthly idea why she had driven to his Malibu
home.
     "Are you sleepy, Karen?" he asked as she approached him.
     The woman's steps faltered and she wore a dazed expression as
her eyes glazed and her head sagged.  Prinz walked down the wide
steps and took hold of her arm to lead her into the house.  As he
closed the door, he lifted her lovely face and smiled.
     "Karen ... you will not recall driving here from your own
apartment.  You will have no memory of this evening ... do you
understand me?"
     "I understand ..." she said flatly and looked right through
him.
     "Fine, my dear ... you are going to sleep for awhile, then you
will return home on my instruction--you will go directly to bed and
sleep the night through.  In the morning you will awaken and feel
refreshed--but you will have no memory of coming here ..." he said
and stressed his final words.
     "No memory ..." she muttered.
     "Fine ... that's just fine," he told her and guided her across
the foyer and into a guestroom.  "For this evening, you are going
to be a warm, voluptuous courtesan.  You are going to be obsessed
with sex ... sex with men, sex with women ... sex.  Is that clear?"
     "Yes ..." she replied flatly.
     "You will comply with any wish, any command ... do you
understand and agree?"
     "I understand and agree ..." she said in a low monotone.
     "Fine ... I want you to divorce yourself from the personality
of Karen Lindstrum for a few hours ... you will awaken as another
woman ... a sensual, sex-starved woman who wishes only to please
those about you ... your name is Electra ... you will become that
person when I snap my fingers."
     "Electra ..." she muttered and stood with her arms hanging
loosely at her sides.
     Prinz snapped his fingers and said, "Awaken unto the world, my
lovely Electra!"
     Karen's head snapped up and she blinked.  She looked about the
room and then to Prinz.  A slow smile spread across her face and
she placed her hands on her hips, then ran them up to cup her own
breasts as Prinz looked on, smiling.
     "God, but I feel beautiful!" she said in a husky voice.
     The transition was complete and the clarity of her eyes told
Prinz he had achieved his purpose and had released the inside
woman--the one who dwelled deep inside the Karen Lindstrum who
worked for him.
     "Your gown is laid out, my dear ... we have guests coming," he
told her and turned from the room as she looked toward the bed.
     Prinz returned to the bar and finished mixing the shaker of
martinis.  He poured himself a double, then adjusted the rheostat
that controlled the lighting about the room.  It softened, then
dimmed, and as he turned the stereo, he heard movement behind him
and he turned to find the beautiful blond woman standing at the top
of the short staircase that led to the sunken living room.  She was
wearing the wispy gown of ice-blue silk.  It was gossamer and hung
from her body like a gentle fall of fog clinging to her long,
lovely limbs.  He felt a twinge in his loins as he gazed upon the
darker flesh of her aureoles, then at the heavy thatch of blond
pubic hair above her cunt.
     "Would you like a drink, Electra?" he asked and held out his
hand to her.
     Slowly, she glided down the steps, a hungry look in her eyes
as she looked at him as though he were some tasty morsel awaiting
to be eaten.
     "Yes ... I'd like that," she said huskily.
     Prinz poured her a drink, and as their fingers touched and she
accepted the long-stemmed glass, he felt a spark of electricity
pass between them.
     Just then, there was the sound of another car, and he looked
again at the wall clock.  He smiled inwardly as he thought about
the handsome young black couple and appreciated their punctuality.
     The chimes rang and Prinz told Karen, "Be seated my dear ...
you are not to speak unless spoken to--our guests have arrived."
     Obediently, the beautiful young woman swept her long blond
hair over one shoulder and seated herself on the curved love seat
across the room.  In the dim light, she looked like some statuesque
young goddess, and Prinz was anxious to see Mark and Coco's
response to his surprise.
     As he opened the door, he stepped aside to smile at his young
guests.  Mark stuck out his large hand and clasped the doctor's as
he and his wife entered.  "Hey ... Doc!  Good to see you again!"
and he clasped the older man by the shoulder as they shook hands.
     Prinz turned to Coco then as he closed and locked the door.
She stood demurely aside as Mark took her long leather jacket from
her shoulders and hung it in the closet.  Prinz took the girl by
the arms and kissed her gently on the mouth.  She was unresponsive
at first, then she loosened as he licked out softly with his
tongue.
     "Damn you, Doc ..." she swore as their lips parted.
     He laughed a bit nervously, then said, "Please, Coco ...
indulge an old man's fancy, won't you?"
     She shook her head and smiled finally as she read the pleading
expression in his eyes.  "On one condition--you go to Mark for
analysis as soon as he has his degree!" and the three of them
laughed, breaking the tense spell.
     "Your things are laid out," he told them as they walked across
the foyer.
     Mark paused and looked into the dimly lit room.  He saw Karen
sitting sedately on the low love seat, and a soft whistle escaped
his lips.
     "God, but she's beautiful!" Coco exclaimed as she followed her
husband's gaze to the lovely blond girl.
     "You cannot conceive how beautiful she actually is," Prinz
told them both, then ran his hand beneath Coco's short skirt to
feel her tight ass cheeks through the sheer material of her panty
hose.  "Get changed and we'll have a drink," he told them.
     Mark and Coco changed into togalike garments that slipped over
their heads; the material was soft and filmy and totally see-
through.  Their dark brown bodies were accentuated by the pale
beige hue of the garments.  As they walked, the wispy material
clung to their bodies to outline each and every curve.  The soft
rise of Coco's belly was clearly outlined, and her tits thrust
against the soft material and bounced invitingly as she walked.
Beside her, Mark's muscular body moved like some dark animal, and
the outline of his heavy prick was obvious beneath the thin
material of the robe he wore.
     Prinz glanced up as the young black couple made their
entrance.  He smiled as he watched the expression on Karen's face
as they walked seductively to the bar, then turned to face their
host and his guest.
     "Electra ... this is Mark and Coco ..." he said softly as the
voluptuous blonde stood and looked hungrily toward the black
couple.
     Mark smiled nervously as Coco stared at the beautiful woman.
He nodded, then asked Prinz, "She's really not aware of all this?"
     Prinz smiled, "She is aware of everything that's going on,
Mark--it's simply that her own personality has been put to sleep.
She has assumed the role I've outlined for her and she will have no
memory of this night once it's passed."
     "Scary ..." Coco muttered as she gazed upon the woman's lovely
body.  She felt a surge of excitement as she envisioned her husband
having sex with the blonde; then a new thrill went through her as
she suddenly realized that she, too, could have sex with her.  She
had not engaged in any lesbian activities since she and Mark had
married two years before, and the thought of another woman's soft
body excited her.
     "She will obey any command--any request," Prinz told the
attractive black couple as he sipped his martini and sensed the
sensual excitement in them both.  "Try her out if you wish ..."
     Mark glanced at his wife and smiled nervously as though he was
awaiting some permission from her.  They had shared sex with Prinz
many times in the past, but never with another woman and the idea
was appealing to him.  He longed to see his wife in the arms of
another woman, making love with her as he watched--and then perhaps
he would join in.  He swallowed thickly as she returned his
questioning gaze.
     "Electra ..." Prinz said softly, "What would you like to do
with your new friends?"
     Slowly, Karen reached out and touched Coco's face with her
fingertips.  "I would like to make love with them ..." she turned
her face slightly and looked into Mark's dark eyes, "Both of them--
they're beautiful."
     Coco chilled at the woman's touch and she swallowed dryly as
the woman's fingers moved lightly over her face, then played
sensually over her throat and ran down the front of her body.  As
they encountered her breasts, Coco chilled again and noticed that
her other hand had reached out to take hold of Mark's prick through
the gossamer material of the toga.
     "Get down on your knees, Electra ..." Coco said huskily and
sensed her husband's surprise as she uttered the command.
     Karen dropped her eyes demurely and replied, "Yes, Mistress,"
and she sank slowly to the floor before Coco's body.
     "I want you to love me with your mouth ..." Coco told her and
parted her gown to stand with her hands on her hips, her naked body
exposed to the sight of all.
     Karen reached out and ran both her hands over the black
woman's voluptuous hips as the two men watched excitedly.  She
leaned forward then and kissed Coco's dark flesh as the black woman
spread her legs lewdly.  Without hesitation, Karen lowered her
mouth to Coco's black-haired bush and began licking her obscenely.
     "My clit ... do my clit, Electra ..." Coco told her as her
breasts heaved sensually and the woman opened her mouth wider to
begin sucking her pussy.  Coco felt the tongue part the folds of
soft flesh high in her cunt and she shuddered as the turgid flesh
was located and Karen licked her warmly.
     Mark looked on as the beautiful blonde sucked his wife's
pussy, and he longed to fall to the floor with her ... but the
night was early and there would be ample time for that later, he
told himself as his prick jerked stiffly and parted the folds of
the thin garment he wore.
     Prinz looked on in fascination as his secretary sucked the
lovely black woman's cunt.  He saw the look of total rapture on
Coco's beautiful face and he walked around behind her to slip his
hands beneath her gown to cup her tits.  He pressed his stiff prick
between her widely splayed legs.  He lifted her gown so that he
could feel her hot flesh against his body, and as he did, his prick
was insinuated between the folds of her pussy, and Karen's tongue
found it.
     Prinz chilled at the touch of her mouth on his prick and he
massaged Coco's tits as her nipples grew stiff against his palms
and she moaned.  He had recognized the woman's lust the moment she
had looked upon the beautiful Karen, and he knew that deep within
her a marked bisexuality lurked, just waiting to be freed.
     Mark looked on at the erotic trio and he licked his lips as
his wife moaned with pleasure.  He swallowed thickly and stroked
his own prick as the woman sucked his wife's pussy before him, and
he longed to feel her hot mouth on his stiff prick.
     Coco glanced to her left and saw Mark fondling his own cock
and she touched Karen's head softly with her fingers.  "Take hold
of Mark's prick, Electra," she told her.
     Automatically, Karen raised her right hand and closed it about
the massive shaft that poked from the folds of Mark's garment.  She
pulled at it softly, then ran her hand up and down his throbbing
length as she continued sucking the black woman's pussy.
     "Ohhhh ..." Coco moaned loudly as Prinz kissed her neck and
plied the soft flesh of her tits, "Soooo gooood ... so good!" she
said and squirmed as she felt the doctor's prick pressing against
her wide-spread pussy lips and the woman's tongue licking both of
them.  "God ... I'm going to make it ..." she said breathlessly and
began to writhe in sensual pleasure as her husband pressed his body
close to hers and the woman manipulated her hand along his pulsing
black prick.
     "Go ahead, baby ..." Mark said thickly, "Get your nuts ...
come good ..." And he moved his hand up to touch her left tit as
Prinz moved his hands low on her writhing belly and hunched forward
with his hips.
     "Uhhhhnnn ... yes!" Coco sobbed, "God, yes ... I'm going to
cum ... I'm going to come, Daddy!  I ... I ... oh, oh, Jesus ...
Jesus ... I'm COMMMMMMING!" And she stiffened as the orgasmic spasm
burst over her sensuous body and the mouth of her pussy sucked and
licked her laviciously.
     Mark turned her face to his and thrust his tongue into her
gasping mouth as she orgasmed and her body shuddered in the depths
of sensual pleasure.
     Finally the sensations passed, and Coco stood shaking against
the doctor's body.  She shoved Karen's head away and swallowed
thickly as she looked down to find the beautiful blonde looking up
at her expectantly.
     "Did you enjoy that, Mistress?" Karen asked hopefully.
     In answer, Coco disengaged herself from the two men and leaned
down to take hold of the woman's face in both her hands.  She
kissed her fully on the mouth and sucked her tongue past her lips
as she ran her hand down Karen's throat to take hold of her ripe
tit.  She squeezed it gently, then lifted her face as she felt the
woman's hands on her tits.  "God, yes!" she exclaimed.  "Now, suck
Mark's prick for him the way you sucked my pussy!"
     Mark looked down, a bit dumbfounded as his wife ordered the
lovely woman to suck his prick.  He was seeing another side of his
beautiful wife, and it excited him fully as she became aggressive
with the other woman.
     Karen moved to Mark and took hold of his thick shaft.  She
licked out with her pink tongue and wrapped her hand around its
heavy base, then ovaled her lips and took the plumlike head into
her mouth. Coco looked down as the white girl sucked her husband's
prick erotically, and she told her, "Play with his balls, Electra
... he likes that!"
     The woman raised her hand between Mark's legs and took hold of
his heavy balls.  He sighed deeply as her warm fingers stroked the
base of his prick and she milked his balls gently with her other
hand.
     "All the way in!" Coco nearly shouted and pulled away from
Prinz to fall to the floor beside the woman as she stuffed Mark's
long prick into her mouth.  "All the way, you white bitch!  Take
every inch of his black prick down your throat ... all of it!"
     Mark was startled by his wife's outburst and he looked
questioningly at Prinz as he moved closer, a sardonic smile on his
face.  Then, Mark looked down as Karen tilted her head slightly and
blinked as he watched his long prick taken into the woman's wide-
stretched mouth.  He could not believe his eyes as she took more
and more of it into her mouth and he felt his prick shoved tightly
into her throat.  She gave no indication that it was causing her
discomfort, and she slid it in easily as Coco watched in
fascination.
     "Yes!  All of it!" Coco shouted and reached around to take
hold of Karen's jutting tit with one hand while her other went
beneath the loose folds of her gown and groped for her pussy.
     Mark gasped as the woman contracted her throat muscles and his
prick was squeezed as it bent slightly in the restricting confines
of her soft throat.  "God ... She's got it all in her mouth!" he
exclaimed, as he looked down to see her nose pressed against his
thick mat of black pubic hair.  The contrast of her white skin with
it excited him, and he was further excited by the sight of his wife
fondling her white tits and fingerfucking her lewdly.
     "Oh, baby ... I'm coming!" he said huskily.  "I'm gonna come!"
     "Yes ..." Coco hissed, "Shoot off in her mouth, baby--make her
drink your cum!" And she eased a second finger into Karen's cunt as
she began to writhe sensually with Mark's long prick stuffed down
her throat.
     "What a sight!" Prinz exclaimed as he knelt beside the lovely
Coco and fondled her tits and ran a hand over her full ass cheeks.
He ran his hand between her legs and felt the wetness of her cunt
as she fingerfucked his secretary obscenely.
     Karen contracted her throat muscles as she felt the long prick
begin to spasm.  She milked the man's balls and breathed shallowly
through her nose as she twisted her body to allow Coco better
access to her seething cunt.  She wanted to cry out as she felt
Mark's prick erupt in her throat, but all she managed was a muffled
sound that was drowned out by his cry as he took hold of her
beautiful blond head and bucked his hips into her face.
     "Fuck her baby ... fuck her mouth ... come in her mouth ...
she's loving it!" Coco shouted and stuck a third finger into the
woman's pussy as she rotated her hips in a tight circle and groaned
lowly.
     Prinz looked on in excitement as his own prick rubbed against
Coco's silken thigh.  He wanted to stick his prick down her throat,
but right then, the sight of Mark dumping his load of cum into
Karen's mouth had him transfixed, and his breath came in sharp
bursts as he began stroking Coco's wet pussy with his fingertips.
     Mark gasped as the contractions seemed to go on and on.  The
woman had not drawn back once after she had swallowed his prick,
and, as it gushed hotly in her throat, the sensation was like no
other he had ever experienced.  He shuddered violently as he
watched his wife fingerfucking the lovely blonde.
     "Ohhhh ... Jesus ... so good ... so fucking good!" he mumbled
as the contractions passed finally and he took hold of the woman's
head to draw his glistening prick from her throat.  He watched as
her lips were drawn over the flesh of his cock, and a thrill went
through him as his prick flopped out of her mouth.  Coco turned the
girl's face to kiss her fully on the mouth as she pulled her hand
from the girl's sopping pussy.
     Prinz moved his hands away from Coco's body then as he saw
Mark standing there, a satisfied expression on his face.  He stood
and took hold of his own prick to fondle it as the women kissed
sensually, and he said, "Well, Mark ... what do you think?"
     "God, Doc ... ask me what I feel!" the handsome black replied
as he looked at his wife and the beautiful blonde.
     "All right, then ... what do you feel?"
     "Drained!" he said, and they both laughed as Coco looked up to
find them watching.
     "This is unreal!" she said as she stood and gazed at the
doctor's rock-hard prick.  "So is that ..." she added and took hold
of his throbbing flesh.
     "Careful, you'll get a handful if you squeeze it too much!"
Prinz told the woman.
     "I'd rather have a mouthful, Doc ... if you don't mind ..."
she told him huskily.
     "Be my guest, Coco ..." he told her and smiled as Mark helped
Karen to her feet.
     Coco sank to her knees and took the swollen head of the man's
prick into her mouth.  She laved him gently at first, then began
twisting her head about in frantic circles as his fingers closed in
her thick hair.  He moaned lowly as he thrust forward with his hips
and glanced toward Mark as he gathered Karen into his arms to
fondle her tits as they watched.
     Prinz clutched the black woman's head and pulled his prick out
to rub it over her dark lips.  She moaned and licked out with her
pink tongue, then ovaled her mouth again and took him fully.  "Oh,
yes!" he sobbed as the woman's nose was pressed into his pubic hair
and he felt the head of his cock enter her constricting throat.  He
hunched forward to force himself all the way into her mouth and he
felt her lips clamp tightly about the base of his prick.  Her
tongue moved along the underside of his cock and sent chills up his
spine as her hands took hold of his aching balls and milked them
gently.
     "Ughhhnnn ... yes, Coco ... now!  I'm coming ... God, I'm
going to cum!" Prinz gasped and pulled his prick almost all the way
out of her mouth.
     Coco took hold of his jerking prick in her right hand and
opened her mouth widely.  She held her head back, and as the first
hot glob of his cum burst forth from the distended head of his
prick, she felt it splash on her tongue.  She kept her mouth open
as the psychiatrist's prick erupted, and she caught his cum on her
tongue without closing her mouth.
     Prinz looked down as his fingers dug into the black woman's
hair and he thrilled as he watched his prick spurting into her
widely stretched mouth.  "Ohhhh ... Jesus!" he said and shuddered
as the orgasmic contractions caused his legs to shake and his
breath to come in sharp bursts.
     Coco felt her mouth filling with his sticky cum and she
swallowed quickly.  As she did, another glob of cum burst forth and
splashed against her closed mouth.  Opening it again, she licked
out with her tongue to capture the dripping cum, then she took the
length of his prick into her mouth again to lave it hotly with her
tongue.
     Prinz shuddered as the black woman licked his prick, and the
sensitivity drove him wild as he sucked his breath and looked down
at her beautiful face as her lips were stretched about his
twitching cock.  Finally, Prinz sighed and pulled his prick out of
her mouth.  It was the second time that day he had shot his load
into a woman's mouth, and he felt completely drained, but as he
helped Coco to her feet and kissed her fully on the mouth, his
throbbing prick nestled between her thighs and he felt a new fire
burning in his loins.
     Glancing toward Mark and Karen, Prinz sighed deeply as he saw
Mark's dark flesh holding the lovely blonde's full breasts.  The
contrast was fascinating and Prinz swallowed thickly as he ran his
hands over Coco's supple body and cupped her tits gently.  "Electra
..." he said, "Bring our guests a drink."
     Slowly, the tall blond woman disengaged herself from Mark's
strong arms and smiled seductively at Coco as she walked across the
room to the bar.  The three of them sat on deep pillows and lay
back as they regained their composure.  Prinz glanced at Coco
appraisingly and remarked, "There seems to be a side of you I'd
never seen before, my dear."
     Coco stretched languidly and cut her eyes toward her husband
as she replied, "To tell you the truth, Doc ... I surprised myself
when I saw her sucking Mark's prick ... I got pretty excited."
     Mark laughed and looked up as Karen approached bearing a tray
of drinks.  "Yeah, well ... you surprised the shit out of me baby
... like the Doc says, there's another side to your character ..."
He reached over and stroked her silken brown thigh and added, "And
it seems to be a little sadistic."
     The three of them paused to accept drinks; Karen held hers,
then set the tray aside to sit between Mark and Coco.  Prinz sipped
his drink and nodded approval, then he asked Coco, "We've never
been into the subject, my dear, but have you had lesbian encounters
in the past?"
     Again, Coco turned her eyes toward Mark.  She sipped her drink
with downcast eyes and nodded silently.  As she looked up, she
found her husband smiling at her and she relaxed a bit.  "Yes, Doc
... as a matter of fact, I have--in college." She laughed nervously
and told them, "I was afraid of being tagged 'gay' at the time and
I kept it pretty well hidden ... but I got off into it pretty
deeply for awhile."
     Prinz nodded and glanced at Mark--he sensed approval for what
he was about to do and he smiled warmly at Coco as he asked, "Would
you like to tell us about it, Coco?"
     The black woman shrugged and smiled a bit nervously as she
remarked, "Why not?" She sipped her drink then and reached for a
cigarette from a silver box on the low table near her.  She lit it
and inhaled deeply as she began: "I was pretty naive when I
graduated from high school ... then I worked for a year.  I took a
job in a boutique and it was there that I became aware of other
women ... and especially the lesbians." She laughed, "But like
cancer--it always happens to the other person."
     Coco went on with her story and the two men listened raptly as
Karen sat there, licking her lips seductively and running her hands
over her body.  She was not detached, but neither was she totally a
part of what was going on.
     Coco related how she had left home the year following her
graduation and entered college.  She took an apartment with another
girl--a junior--who had advertised through the campus housing
office.  Her name was Beth and she was a political science major.
     "I didn't recognize anything at first," Coco told them,
"except that Beth didn't seem to date.  All of her friends were
intellectuals, and though I didn't feel uncomfortable around them,
I really didn't seem to fit in.  I just chalked it up to a minor
racial barrier and let it slide--most of her friends were white,
like her.  Then, one weekend, I came in late from a date." She
giggled.  "I guess I was a little bombed ... Beth was still up and
there was a friend of hers there ... a really beautiful chick named
Cathy--I walked in to find them sitting naked on the floor--they
were smoking grass and giggling a lot.  They asked me if I wanted
to join them and I told them I'd just as soon pass--but they
wouldn't accept that and I guess I sort of indulged them.
     "We were all sitting on the floor--Beth had candles burning
and there was a Santana side blowing softly on the stereo ... and I
just sort of fell into it.  I watched the two of them eyeing each
other's bodies and when Beth asked me if I wanted to get
comfortable, I didn't think too much of it.  I took off my clothes
and seemed more relaxed.  The grass was good and on top of the
drinks I'd had, I guess I got a little loose."
     As Coco described the scene that followed, both of the men
leaned forward, their eyes wide with anticipation.  Mark was
stroking Karen's blond hair and she had moved closer to him as his
wife went on with her story.
     Coco went back in time as she relived her first lesbian
experience and recalled the feelings she had encountered that night
as she sat there with the two white girls, naked and loaded, and
the sheer sensuality of it welled up in her mind to take possession
of her body.  Beth had made the first move as she smiled
seductively at Coco and reached out to touch the darker flesh of
her nipple.  As the girl's fingers played over the soft flesh of
her tit, Coco had felt a stirring in her body that she recognized
as lust.  She had never felt it with another woman before, but as
Beth moved closer to her and cupped her tit fully, it seemed that
her entire body had come alive, and she found herself yearning for
the woman's body. Coco shut her eyes as she talked, and remembered
...

*     *     *

     "Do you like that, Coco?" Beth asked softly as her fingers
plied the supple flesh of her soft brown tit.
     Coco looked across at Cathy who lay back smiling, her hands
massaging her own tits, and she spoke with difficulty, "God ...
like you're making me horny doing that, Beth!" and she forced a
little laugh to cover her nervousness.
     "Uh, huh ..." Beth replied, "It's making me horny just looking
at your beautiful brown body, Coco ..."
     "Hey ..." Cathy said softly, "Why don't you two quit fucking
around--you're making me horny too!" They all laughed then and
Cathy took the initiative as she spread her legs out in front of
her and ran her hands down her lush, white body.  "I don't know
about you guys, but if I don't do something for myself, I'm gonna
be climbing the walls!"
     Coco's head swam as she watched Cathy ease her fingers through
her thick pubic bush and begin to stroke herself obscenely as the
girl beside her continued playing with her tits.  They sat there as
Cathy began masturbating, her head thrown back and her teeth bared
as she ran her fingers between the soft, wet lips of her pussy, and
moaning.
     Coco swallowed thickly as she felt Beth's hand leave her tits
and run smoothly over her soft belly.  She felt a twinge of
excitement in her loins as the woman's hands continued rubbing her
body.  Then Beth pulled her to her and kissed her fully on the
mouth.  Coco did not resist, but submitted fully as Beth's hand
moved over her lower belly to play in her tightly curled pubic hair
as her tongue pushed wetly through her lips and found Coco's in her
warm mouth.  She sighed deeply then as her roommate's fingers
touched the lips of her pussy and teased her erotically.
     Coco moaned as she and Beth lay back and Beth began to
fingerfuck her lewdly.  She was in a high state of arousal and Beth
kissed her sensually as she writhed in her arms.  Then Coco felt
another pair of hands on her body as Cathy joined them.  Cathy's
mouth closed over the turgid nipple of her left tit and she laved
it warmly with her soft tongue.  But Cathy's mouth did not stay on
her tit for long, for as Beth continued the passionate kiss, Coco
became aware of the soft lips as they nibbled their way down her
body to pause finally above her friend's fingers as they slid in
and out of Coco's cunt.
     "Do you like that, Coco?" Beth asked huskily as she removed
her fingers from her cunt.
     "Oh, God ... yes, it feels so good, Beth ... don't stop ...
please, don't stop now!" Coco begged her.  Then she gasped loudly
as Cathy lowered her head between her brown thighs and licked her
cunt wetly.  Surprised, Coco looked up and watched in fascination
as the beautiful white girl kneeled between her dark legs and
slipped her hands under her body to cup her ass cheeks as she began
sucking her pussy passionately.
     "You've never had your pussy eaten by another woman, have you,
Coco?"
     "N ... no," Coco confessed as she drew her breath sharply and
Cathy spread the pink inner lips of her pussy and found her erect
clit.  "Ughhhnnn ... God ... I'm gonna make it ... I'm gonna ...
I'm ... IIIIEEEEEEEE!" she cried and found Beth's mouth closing
over hers as her body shuddered and her legs wrapped themselves
about Cathy's body.  The orgasm seemed to go on and on and Coco
writhed beneath the woman's mouth as her roommate fondled her tits
and kissed her wetly.
     Finally, it passed, but Cathy would not raise her head.  Coco
squirmed as her sensitive clit was attacked again and she begged
the girl to stop for just at moment to let her regain her breath,
but Cathy refused and continued sucking as Beth sat up and rolled
atop her twisting body.  Coco looked up as the woman sat across her
chest and reached down to spread the lips of her pussy.
     Coco chilled as she heard her roommate tell her, "Go ahead,
Coco ... turn on with me ... eat my pussy and make me come too ...
give me a good sucking, baby ... eat me, suck my cunt ..."
     Hesitantly, Coco licked out and the instant her tongue came in
contact with the woman's wet, warm pussy, she shuddered and reached
up to grab her hips.  Coco sucked the girl's pussy laviciously as
Cathy tongued her, and in a matter of moments, a daisy chain had
formed, with Beth sucking Cathy's cunt to complete the circle.

*     *     *

     "Jesus ... we must have sucked each other off a dozen times
that night," Coco said as she swallowed and looked at her husband.
     "Freaky!" Mark exclaimed and looked at Prinz who was sitting
nearer Coco.  His prick was hard and he fondled it gently as the
girl went on.
     "After that, we had some pretty wild orgies in our apartment.
I quit dating almost completely.  I made it with a little redhead
named Jackie for almost a year--she had the most stupendous tits
you've ever seen ..." she paused and cast a sidelong glance toward
her husband as he ran his hand over Karen's soft belly and began
playing with her cunt.
     "... then I met Mark," Coco said softly.  "I ... I cut the
whole scene loose then and fell in love."
     "That's interesting, Coco," Prinz remarked, "But it doesn't
explain the little streak of sadism we witnessed ... can you
explain where that comes from?"
     Coco drained her glass and snuffed out her cigarette.  "I
think so--we had several girls up to the apartment who liked to be
tied up and molested--as they called it.  I sort of got into that,
too."
     "Do you like to have that kind of power over another person?"
Prinz asked.
     Coco wet her lips with her pink tongue and drew her breath
deeply.  "You leave no stones unturned, do you, Doc ..." and she
laughed lowly as she glanced again at Karen, sitting sedately by
Mark as he fingerfucked her and she played with his throbbing
prick.  "Yes, damnit!" she swore finally, "Yes, I do ... I'd like
to take this beautiful white bitch and tie her up!" she blurted
out.  "I'd like to whip her ass until it was hot, then watch as
Mark fucked her in the asshole!"
     Mark felt a surge of new excitement as his wife revealed a
hidden desire.  It thrilled him to bear her talk so profanely, and
he licked his lips as he glanced at Prinz.
     Standing, Prinz told the beautiful black woman, "Well, that's
what this is all about, Coco ... let us not suppress any desires
tonight ... any of us," and he looked directly at Mark as he spoke.

                             Chapter 3

     Prinz stood and then held out his hand to Karen.  She took it
and stood before him passively as he began speaking to her in
soothing tones.  "We are going to ask you to do some things,
Electra ... and I want you to be totally submissive to our whims--
do you understand?"
     She looked at him, then dropped her eyes as she replied, "Yes,
I understand and I will do anything you ask of me."
     Prinz nodded and looked at Coco.  A slow fire came to her
almond-shaped eyes and she licked her lips as she stood up and
smiled sardonically with her hands on her full hips.  Her togalike
gown was open from the throat down and her supple body was
accentuated by the filmy material of the gown as she stood before
them.
     "Remove your gown, Electra," she said slowly.
     Karen obeyed and touched the clasp at her throat.  The gown
floated to the floor to leave her gloriously naked before them.
Mark swallowed thickly as his eyes ran from her narrow waist to the
gentle swell of her hips to settle finally on her full ass as she
waited for Coco to give her further instructions.
     Coco felt the excitement stir in her body as she realized she
could do anything she wished with this beautiful blond woman and
she looked about the room as though searching for something in
particular.
     "The cabinet ..." Prinz said as though reading her thoughts.
     Coco turned and walked quickly to the tall, hand-carved
cabinet that sat near the end of the bar.  She opened it and in a
moment she returned with several leather devices.  Mark swallowed
thickly as he watched his wife fix a wide leather belt about
Karen's slender waist; it buckled in the back and at each side.
Buckled leather cuffs locked the woman's wrists, causing her hands
to lie immobile at her sides.
     Coco was breathing heavily as she took hold of the woman's
long blond hair and dragged her across the room.  A large, low
hassock sat alone there, and Coco dragged Karen across it to lie on
her stomach.  The men followed her and watched in fascination then
as Coco shed her own gown and raised a multi-thonged riding crop
and dragged it between the bound woman's legs.  As the leather
straps brushed over her pussy, Karen whimpered and turned her head
to see what was about to take place.
     "You ... you're not going to hurt me, are you?" she questioned
in a tiny voice.
     "Shut up, bitch!" Coco ordered and continued playing the crop
between the woman's legs.
     "But ... but you didn't say anything about hurting me ..." she
whined and looked pleadingly towards her mentor as he stood a few
paces away, his throbbing prick in his hand.
     "This won't bring her out of it, will it, Doc?" Mark
questioned as he removed his togalike gown.
     Prinz shook his head as he removed his garment to stand naked
beside the tall, muscular black man.  "No, there's little chance of
that, Mark--I've programmed her to accept physical as well as
emotional stresses--but it will be interesting to see how she will
react to this while she's into the Electra personality."
     Mark nodded agreement and turned to find Coco standing behind
the woman's upraised ass cheeks with the crop raised high.
"Bitch!" she spit vehemently, "Fucking white bitch!" and she let
the crop fall strongly across Karen's full ass.
     "Owwwww!" Karen cried and writhed on the hassock.
     Again, Coco raised the crop to bring it down sharply on the
tender flesh of Karen's ass.  The woman cried out again and hung
her head forward as she sobbed deeply, and Coco struck her again.
     "Suck my husband's prick will you?" Coco said through clenched
teeth, "I'll teach you a lesson you won't forget, bitch," and she
struck her again and again with the multi-thonged strap.
     Both Mark and Prinz moved in closer to watch excitedly as Coco
whipped the bound and helpless woman.  Her full, white ass cheeks
began to glow redly as welts appeared, and she writhed painfully
beneath the stinging lashes of the riding crop.
     "Please ... oh, please!" Karen cried pitifully as the crop
fell again and again across her defenseless ass, "please don't hurt
me anymore ... please!" and she sobbed brokenly as Coco stood
astride her back and began whipping her between the legs.
     As the leather straps began biting into her exposed pussy
lips, Karen screamed, and it seemed to excite Coco all the more as
the sweat began to pour from her overexerted body.  Her brown skin
began to glisten dully in the dim light and her eyes were wide as
she felt the woman's body jump between her legs, and she licked her
lips as the sweat poured down her face.  Karen sobbed loudly as the
riding crop bit into the tender flesh of her pussy, then she
screamed loudly as Coco brought the whip down cruelly and slapped
her between the cheeks of her ass.
     The stinging sensation brought forth a sharp gasp as it was
repeated and Karen felt her anal opening hum as the leather bit
into the tender flesh there.  Mark looked on in obvious arousal as
his wife whipped the other woman mercilessly.  He had never seen
her so aroused and the sight sent his head spinning as she bared
her teeth and lifted the crop time and time again.  He took hold of
his throbbing prick and began running his hand up and down its
length as his wife continued the whipping and the white woman's ass
became a solid mass of red welts.
     Then, a strange thing happened--Karen, in the midst of the
cruel beating, stopped crying out.  And, a new interest evolved as
Mark and Prinz saw the woman writhing not in pain, but in sensual
pleasure as the leather crop fell between her legs and she moaned
in a different tone.
     "Uhhhnnn ... yes ... oh, yes ... beat me, Coco hit my cunt!"
she sobbed brokenly.  "Yessss ... God, yesssss ... my pussy!  Whip
my pussy!" And she began lifting her ass up to meet the violent
strokes with her legs spread widely, exposing the tender flesh of
her cunt.
     Breathlessly, Coco whipped the woman with lagging blows.  Her
arm was tiring and as Karen writhed in obvious pleasure, it seemed
that Coco was suddenly infected by her erotic sensuality as she
raised her welted ass and shuddered in orgasm.  Dripping with
sweat, Coco stopped finally and dropped the riding crop as she took
hold of Karen's long blond hair and jerked her to her feet.
     Coco gazed at Prinz as he manipulated his throbbing prick and
licked his lips.  "Lie on the floor, Doc," Coco ordered.
     Prinz looked apprehensively at the woman, then lay down on his
back.  Immediately, Coco forced Karen to her knees astride the
man's waist and reached down to guide his prick into her seething
cunt.  Prinz felt the hot flesh engulf his aching prick, and he
gasped as he realized her pussy lips were swollen with hot blood
brought on by the whipping.  As she settled down on him, Coco lay
her forward and Prinz took hold of the woman's hips.
     "Fuck her in the ass, Mark!" his wife ordered and pointed to
the woman's exposed asshole as the psychiatrist's prick was buried
in her cunt.
     Obediently, Mark fell atop the woman and rubbed the swollen
head of his prick over her puckered asshole.  The touch of her hot
flesh against his own sent thrills through his body, and he shoved
forward with his hips as his huge prick stretched the anal muscle
and he slipped his prick into her hot ass.
     "Ohhhh ... God, oh God!" Karen cried, as she felt her rectum
filled with Mark's hot flesh.
     He shoved his hips forward as her asshole seemed to relax
then, and as her hot ass cheeks came in contact with his belly, he
thrilled again at the heat that had been generated by the spanking.
     Lying below the woman, Prinz felt Mark's prick enter her
asshole.  He could feel the soft bulge through the thin flesh
barrier and he shoved upwards to feel his prick rub against the
thin wall that separated the two pricks.
     Karen moaned loudly as Mark withdrew his prick then and thrust
forward without warning.  She gasped as her asshole was filled with
his hot, throbbing flesh and the prick in her cunt moved in and out
in a slow rhythm that sent new thrills through her burning body.
     Above them, Coco began to masturbate lewdly as the two men
fucked the helpless woman and she writhed sensually between them.
In her mind's eye, she became Karen, and she could almost feel the
thick cocks inside her as she rubbed her clit wildly and reached
around to ease a finger into her own asshole as she watched.
     Then Prinz moved his hands from Karen's hips to take hold of
her tits.  As he did, he folded his arms so that they rested on his
elbows to support her weight.  With her upper body bent upwards,
her head was lifted high, and Prinz told Coco, "Make her suck your
pussy, Coco ... make her eat you out while we fuck her!"
     Quickly, Coco stopped masturbating and she spread her legs to
squat obscenely over Prinz's head, her pussy just inches away from
Karen's gasping mouth.
     "Eat me, bitch!" Coco told her and locked her fingers in the
woman's long, blond hair to pull her face into her widespread cunt.
"Suck my pussy ... eat me out ... suck me till I come!"
     Obediently, Karen opened her mouth and began licking the
entire cuntal area between Coco's legs.  She shoved her tongue into
her pussy and searched for the black woman's clit as Coco began
humping her pussy into her wet mouth.
     "Yesssss!" Coco hissed and looked down at her husband's
contorted face as he fucked the white woman in the ass with his
great, black prick.  He supported his weight on his arms as he
withdrew his cock then, and Coco watched it pull out of the woman's
anal opening slowly and pull the pink flesh with it.
     "Fuck her!" Coco cried and ground her pussy to the woman's
face as her husband plunged forward again to sink his cock in her
clasping asshole.
     On the bottom, Prinz looked up as Karen tongued Coco's cunt
wildly.  He saw the black woman's pink asshole as she thrust her
hips forward to meet Karen's searching tongue, and he thrilled as
he opened his mouth and raised his head slightly.
     Coco felt the probing, wet tongue as it entered her asshole,
and she chilled as she realized Prinz was tongue-fucking her in the
ass as the woman ate her pussy.  She moaned loudly and reached back
to pull his head up and into her ass cheeks.  As his face pressed
against her sweating ass, she felt herself coming in a rush that
could not be stopped, and she cried out, "Yessss!  Lick my asshole
you motherfucker!  Suck my cunt, you bitch!  Fuck her in the ass,
baby ... fuck her till she screams ... fuck ... fuck ... fuck ...
ohhhhh ... oh, Goddddd!" And her sweating black body quivered as
she orgasmed to the double tongue-fuck, and Mark reached up to take
hold of her tits to drag her forward so that their mouths met in a
frantic wet kiss the moment she spasmed.
     Prinz shuddered as Coco cried out and he felt his prick erupt
deep in the bound woman's cunt.  Then, as he shot his hot load of
cum into her pussy, he felt Mark's big prick explode and jerk
strongly in her asshole.
     Mark sucked his breath as he crushed his mouth to his wife's,
and he clutched at her sweaty body as the woman beneath his loins
bucked and his cock exploded in her tightly clasping asshole.
     Karen cried out as the men dumped their loads in her writhing
body and the cunt at her mouth gushed its sweet juices for her to
lap wildly as she, too, orgasmed in an explosion of sensation that
tore her mind from her body and left her gasping for breath.
     Prinz lay exhausted at the bottom of the flesh pile.  He felt
his own cum dripping from Karen's sopping pussy and he heaved a
sigh of relief as Coco rolled off the pile to fall heavily to the
floor.  Mark followed her and Prinz was met by Karen's wide-eyed
stare as the woman gasped for breath.
     He reached up and pulled her head down and covered her mouth
with his.  He tasted the faintly musky fluid that had come from
Coco's cunt.  The taste thrilled him, and he ran his hands over the
woman's body as he thrust his tongue into her hot mouth and sucked
it sensually.  His hands strayed to her burning ass cheeks and his
fingers sought her asshole.  Prinz felt the glob of sticky cum
there, and as he slipped a finger into her stretched rectal
opening, the girl shuddered and ground her hips down on his still
hard prick in her cunt.
     "Fuck me again!" she begged him.  "Fuck me ... fuck me ...
FUCK MEEEEEE!" she cried and began thrusting her hips up and down
atop his exhausted body.  But her passion did not help the doctor's
quickly wilting prick, and as she raised her hips it slipped out of
her pussy to fall limply against his sweaty thigh, and the girl
sobbed brokenly.
     "Mark, for God's sake, pull her off of me!" Prinz said thickly
as he took hold of the tall woman's shoulders and tried to roll her
off.
     Mark rolled to one side and took hold of the belt about
Karen's waist.  As he pulled her off the doctor, the woman sobbed
uncontrollably and she begged again, "Fuck me ... won't someone
please fuck me?"
     "Jesus, Doc ... what'a we do now?" Mark asked as Karen rolled
on the floor in agony.
     Tiredly, Prinz sat up and moved his hand over the girl's face
and told her softly, "Relax, Electra ... you are fulfilled ...
enough for now."
     Karen relaxed suddenly as his words reached her brain, and it
was as if she had never been excited.  She struggled to sit up and
Prim assisted her.  He released her hands, then removed the belt as
he told her, "Bring us drinks, Electra."
     The woman stood up and looked warmly at the black couple still
in their post-orgasmic euphoria.  She sighed deeply, ran her hand
over her sweat-covered belly, then turned and walked to the bar
across the room.  As she walked away from them, Prinz noticed the
heavy welts on her ass and he wondered idly how she would take the
discovery when she awakened in the morning.
     He sat up and looked at Mark as he said in a low voice, "How
about a little post-hypnotic experimentation?" Their eyes met.
     "Jesus, like what, Doc?" Mark asked and reached out to touch
his wife's sweated body as she lay back with her eyes closed.
     "I just realized that Karen--Electra that is--is going to be
faced with a dilemma when she awakens in the morning--her body is
going to be a bit the worse for wear.  What say we give her a
reasonable explanation for her discomfort ..."
     "How can we do that?" Mark asked.
     Prinz smiled and nodded, "We'll think of something," he said
and looked up as the woman returned with their drinks.  When they
had regained their strength, they shared a common shower and spent
a comfortable time just caressing each other's bodies beneath the
scented spray that came from the four showerheads in the sunken
bath of the luxurious home.  When they had dried and dressed again,
Coco helped Karen into her clothing and smiled as Prinz passed his
hand over the girl's face.
     "Electra ... you are going to leave this house and drive to a
bar down the beach--it is called the Rendezvous ... you will go in,
order a drink and allow the first man you meet to pick you up.  You
will tell him your name is Electra and ask him to take you to a
motel.  You will be sexually aggressive with him, and the moment
you are alone with him in the motel and he has begun making love to
you, you will resume your own personality.  Do you understand?"
     "As soon as he begins to make love to me ..." she repeated
flatly.
     "Fine ... now, you will not be confused when you awaken as
yourself.  Karen will not be confused ... you will recall sitting
about your apartment and feeling the need for sex.  You will recall
getting up, driving to the beach and picking the man up ... you
will recall needing to be fucked.  Also, you must ask the man to
spank you sometime during or after the sex act--this will arouse
you all the more ... then, you will get dressed and return to your
apartment.  Tomorrow, you will remember only what I have instructed
you to remember."
     "Only what you have instructed ..." she said and stared at him
blankly.
     Mark and Coco looked on with interest as the woman stood like
a robot before her employer, and then he smiled.  "Tell your
friends goodnight, Electra ... go find your man."
     Karen turned her face to each of them and smiled warmly.  The
blank stare was gone and she reached for Coco's soft breast as she
bent down to kiss her fully on the mouth.  Her hand slipped beneath
the thin material of the robe and cupped the warmth of Coco's
supple breast as they kissed softly.
     "Goodnight, friend," she said and turned to repeat the act
with Mark.  She took hold of his thick, soft prick as they kissed
and he ran his hand up the back of her leg to cup her ass cheek as
she fondled his prick.
     Prinz walked her to the door and kissed her softly as he bid
her goodnight and he watched as she walked briskly to her car in
the drive and slid behind the wheel.
     Prinz closed and relocked the door as the woman drove off,
then he returned to his guests.  "You'll spend the night, won't
you?"
     Coco laughed and nodded happily, "I'd do anything for the
chance to make it on that huge water bed of yours, Doc!"
     "Mark--why on earth didn't you tell me your lovely wife had a
fetish for my bed?" He laughed.  "We could have spent the entire
evening there."
     Mark shrugged.  "I'm satisfied the evening's been well spent--
but what's on tap for a bedtime story?"
     Prinz laughed and led them through the house to his erotically
decorated bedroom.  They entered and he dialed the lights softly to
illuminate the double king-sized waterbed in the center of the
room.  It sat on a raised dais, a foot above the bedroom floor.
The entire room was decorated in red; above the bed, the ceiling
held antiqued mirror squares, and the wall at the head of the
frameless bed was angled so that those lying on the bed could view
a double image of themselves.  The wall at the foot of the bed held
a ten-by-twelve-foot silver screen with an opaque overlay of an
orgy in full progress.
     Coco dove for the bed and shed her gown as Prinz laughed at
her childlike antics.  He sat near the head of the bed and pressed
a button to reveal a control panel, then told Mark, "I believe
you'll like the movie I've selected for your bedtime story, Mark
... it's in keeping with tonight's activities."
     Mark walked to the low wet-bar to the right of the bed and
mixed them all drinks as Prinz lowered the lights and pressed a
button that lifted the opaque overlay and exposed the screen.  As
he returned to the bed, he handed the others their drinks and lay
down beside Coco, who was sitting up sailor fashion, her eyes
bright with expectancy, as Prinz lay beside her and the lights went
out altogether.
     The panel in the rear wall slid aside, and the projector began
automatically as Prinz remarked, "This is rather an expensive film-
-the agent who purchased it for me said that the players were
chosen with care ... somewhat against their will."
     The title flashed on the screen and Prinz smiled as his
friends looked on attentively as it read: THE CONVERSION.
     The opening scene was that of a somber room, devoid of all
furniture save a double bed with a large brass frame.  From the
right side of the screen a form tumbled into view to fall sprawling
across the bed.  Coco gasped as the person turned her frightened
face to the camera to reveal the fact that she was a nun.  A second
figure was propelled into the eye of the camera to fall to the
floor beside the bed--another nun.  Both of them had their hands
bound behind them and their habits were in disarray as they tried
frantically to cover their legs.
     A third figure walked into the scene then and Mark let out a
low chuckle as the camera panned to show a short, muscular Negro
standing with his hands on his hips.  The nuns cringed as he
approached them, and it was obvious that they were pleading with
someone beyond the range of the camera as the black man reached
down to lift one woman from the floor and shove her roughly down
beside her sister.  Their faces were ageless, but they appeared to
be in their early twenties.
     The Negro reached out to touch the soft white faces of the nun
nearest him and then he stepped back to begin undressing slowly.
The camera showed the nun's faces burning brightly as the man
pulled off his shirt, then released the belt buckle at his waist.
As he removed his pants, the camera zoomed in for a close-up of his
crotch, and Coco gasped loudly as she saw his soft prick--a full
eight inches long and as thick as her wrist.  The camera showed the
fear on the nun's faces then as he cast his clothing aside and took
hold of the nearest nun's head to stand and rub his soft cock over
her tightly clamped lips.  The other nun began crying fitfully and
she appeared to be begging still.
     Then, the man jerked the woman to her feet and began running
his hands over her body as she tried to pull away from him.  His
hands reached behind her to rip the buttons off her habit, then he
took hold of it to rip it full down the front.  The nun stood in
shock as her underclothing was revealed to the eye of the camera
and the Negro looked at her lustfully.  Next, he ripped her
brassiere from her body to expose a set of well-formed, youthful
tits, and the woman broke down in tears as the remainder of her
clothing was stripped from her shaking body.
     The Negro reached out to cup her soft white breast as the nun
on the bed cried out and watched her sister's body being touched
lewdly by the black rapist.  Then, the man took hold of the long
cotton panties the nun was wearing and dragged them to her knees as
she sobbed uncontrollably, totally at his mercy.  He pulled the
underclothing off and she was left standing there naked except for
the flowing headpiece still intact atop her head.  A sweep of the
man's hand pulled that off to show the woman's short-cropped hair.
She strained to pull away from him as he gathered her into his arms
and crushed her milk-white body to his dark frame.  The woman
struggled ineffectually as his hands played over her writhing body;
then he laughed and thrust her aside.  She fell across the bed, a
look of horror on her lovely face as the man turned to her sister.
     The woman's face went white as he approached her and began
ripping her clothing from her body.  In a matter of seconds, he had
her as naked as the other nun and he stood back looking at the two
of them cowering away from him on the bed.
     "Jesus!" Coco exclaimed, "get a load of his prick!"
     Mark swallowed and looked upon the man's now erect prick--it
must have measured a full twelve inches if it measured an inch--and
he remarked, "It's guys like him who perpetuate the myth about the
black man's penis size!"
     The others laughed and Prinz licked his lips as he glanced
over to see Mark holding his own erection as the movie ground on.
     On the screen, the black man reached out and began fondling
the nun's bodies.  He ran his hands over their quivering flesh to
pinch their titties, then, kneeling between them on the bed, he ran
a hand between each of their legs and began stroking their pussies
obscenely.  Both of the woman were crying and still pleading as the
Negro hovered over them, his massive erection standing out from his
body like a great black staff of doom.
     The camera zoomed in as the man's fingers violated their
defenseless cunts and showed him spreading their pussy lips to
stick his sausagelike fingers into their clasping flesh as they
writhed on the bed.  He finger-fucked each of them slowly as his
prick stood out from his heavy loins and twitched erotically.
     "Do you suppose they're virgins, Doc?" Mark asked as the man
raped them slowly with his heavy hands.
     "I was assured that this film is absolutely authentic, Mark--
we'll have to assume they were ladies of the Order ..."
     Coco felt her own passions rising again as the movie ground on
and the Negro began finger-fucking the two nuns faster and with
less caution.  The camera showed their faces twisted in humiliation
and shame as he violated their bodies, then the nun on the right
tried desperately to roll away from him.  The man clamped his hand
on her cunt and held her as she sobbed deeply, then a slow
transition seemed to come over her face as he looked down at her
lustfully.
     His finger had moved to the top of her wet cunt, and as he
stroked her gently now, she began gasping for breath and writhing
in a new kind of agony.  Her face was still twisted, but as she
breathed through her mouth, her eyes rolled back in her head and
she shuddered slightly as her sister began undergoing the same
subtle change.  The woman on the left stiffened suddenly and threw
her hips upwards and off the bed as the man finger-fucked her
obscenely, and it was obvious that her body had betrayed her
finally and that she had begun to respond to his lewd fucking.  The
other nun gasped for breath then and thrust her hips upwards as the
Negro opened his mouth to laugh.
     Then, he removed his dripping fingers from their cunts and
forced the women to lick them clean.  Neither of them protested
greatly as they sucked and licked his thick fingers, and he smiled
at them sardonically as they writhed on the bed on either side of
his black body.
     The man got off the bed then and pulled each of them to the
edge.  As their legs folded over and their feet touched the floor,
the man kneeled and began sucking the pussy of the nun on the
right.  The other nun looked on in shocked silence as her sister
began to writhe beneath the man's mouth and his large black hands
pawed her heaving tits as he sucked her pussy.
     Finally, the woman began to respond fully and she raised her
legs to wrap them about his thick neck as he lapped her cunt.  She
bucked on the bed as he continued to suck her pussy and the camera
zoomed in to show the mask swept away and her face contorted in
pure sensual pleasure as she bucked and lifted her hips to the
man's searching mouth.  Then she shuddered and he raised his wet,
black face from between her legs and moved to her sister.  The
woman looked down at him frantically as he spread her legs, and the
other nun said something to her.
     Slowly, the second nun relaxed and lifted her legs to expose
her cunt fully to the Negro's mouth.  He licked out wetly with the
flat of his tongue and the woman shuddered strongly.  She rolled
her head from side to side as the man licked her pussy and reached
for her full tits to squeeze them in his black hands.
     Coco reached for Prinz's throbbing prick as she noticed it
erect, and she began to play with it as Mark took her other hand
and guided it to his prick.  The three of them sat there fondling
each other then as the man on the screen stood up and held his
great throbbing shaft in his hands.
     "Watch this," Prinz told them as he twisted around and urged
Coco to her knees, then crawled behind her as she stroked her
husband's prick.
     On the screen, the man lifted the first nun's legs and dragged
her ass from the bed.  His great, black prick lay on her belly
between her legs as he wrapped them about his waist.  She squirmed
as he pulled back slightly, then guided the swollen head into her
tight cunt.  The woman grimaced and cried out as he shoved his
prick deep into her belly without warning.  Her body stiffened and
the camera showed the dripping blood as he withdrew his prick then
to thrust forward again.
     "She was a virgin!" Mark exclaimed and looked up to find Prinz
kneeling behind his wife.
     "In my ass!" the woman cried and reached around to guide the
doctor's prick into her hot asshole.  "Ughhhhhnnn ... yes ... fuck
me ... fuck me in the ass!" she cried and bent her head over Mark's
throbbing shaft to take it into her wet mouth.
     On the screen, the nun being fucked was writhing in pleasure
as the Negro began thrusting in and out of her tight cunt slowly.
He did not penetrate her fully at first, but as he continued, she
lifted her hips and pulled him to her with her legs.  The other nun
looked on in amazement as her sister took the entire length of the
man's prick into her virgin cunt and begged for more.
     "Oh, God ..." Mark moaned as his wife sucked his prick wetly
and Prinz thrust his hips forward to bury his prick in her hot
asshole.
     "Ummmnn ... yes ... yes ..." she moaned as his belly came in
contact with her ass.
     Prinz gasped for breath as the Negro on the screen pulled his
glistening prick from the exhausted nun's cunt and move to the
second one.  He felt his orgasm coming, and he thrust forward and
held Coco's ass with his hands as her body quivered hotly.
     The man on the screen raped the second nun, and, as she began
to respond to his thrusting shaft, her sister climbed up to squat
obscenely over her mouth, and the picture climaxed as she ground
her sopping pussy into her sister's mouth and the woman being
fucked sucked her willingly, as the long, thick prick slid in and
out of her clasping cunt.
     Mark cried out as his prick erupted in his wife's mouth.
Prinz shuddered and thrust forward to dump his load in her asshole
as Coco gasped for breath and drank Mark's cum.
     Finally, the three people fell apart and lay quietly as the
automatic projector was shut off and the room was plunged into
darkness.  The sounds of their deep breathing filled the room as,
several miles away, Karen screamed at the frightened man, "Spank
me!  Spank my ass you motherfucker!"
     Karen, while still in the state of hypnosis, had driven to the
beachfront bar as Dr. Prinz had suggested.  She parked her car in
the lot, locked it carefully, then walked into the dimly lit
lounge.  She saw a free stool near the end and slipped onto it as
the bartender approached, a broad smile on his rugged face.  Karen
ordered a drink and ignored the stares of the men sitting along the
long bar.  As she fumbled in her purse, searching for a bill to pay
the bartender, a masculine voice eased its way into her hypnotic
consciousness.
     "Can I buy you a drink?"
     Karen looked up from her purse to see a middle-aged man
standing nervously beside her.  His thinning hair fell over his
forehead, and as he waited her answer, his mouth twitched
nervously.
     Turning on her stool, Karen looked at him with a sultry
expression on her lovely face.  She smiled and told him huskily,
"You can do more than that for me if you'd like."
     The bartender returned and set the drink before her.  The man
tossed a bill across the bar and slid onto the adjacent stool
unable to believe his good fortune.  He had only been in town one
night and he'd already scored!  "Ah ... my name's Bob Whittiker,
I'm from Seattle," he began nervously.
     Karen tasted her drink and let her left hand drift to his
thick thigh.  "My name's Electra and I don't care where you're from
... will you fuck me?"
     Bill Whittiker blinked as the beautiful woman posed the
obscene question.  "Did ... did I hear you right, lady?" he asked
and felt her hand move up to rub his crotch sexily.
     "Yes ... I want to suck your prick, then I want you to eat my
pussy ..." she lowered her voice, "and I want you to fuck me with
that big, strong prick of yours!"
     "Jesus!" the man exclaimed and swallowed thickly as his prick
began to grow in his pants.  Then he narrowed his gaze as Karen
continued stroking his pulsing cock.  "Hey, what's all this gonna
cost me?" he asked a bit breathlessly.
     "The price of my drink--and a motel room," she said and
drained her glass.  "Shall we go?"
     "Jesus, yes!" he exclaimed and slid from the stool to take her
arm.
     Outside the bar, Karen gestured to her car, "Let me follow
you, Bill."
     The man glanced toward his rented auto and shook his head,
"Oh, no, baby--I ain't lettin' you out of my sight.  We'll take
your car--I can catch a cab back!"
     "Whatever you like," she told him and walked to her car.
     As they pulled out of the lot and onto the Coast Highway, the
man slid close to her and ran his hand from her knee to her thigh,
"Horny, huh?"
     She smiled and spread her legs a bit as his hand crept beneath
the hem of her skirt, "I just want to fuck," she said dryly and
nodded her head to a motel on the far side of the highway.  "Will
that be all right?"
     "Any place!" he exclaimed as his heart beat heavily in his
chest and his prick throbbed painfully.
     Karen cut across the highway and pulled into the drive of the
motel.  She watched as the man bounded out of the car and nearly
ran to the office.  He was back in a few moments with a motel key
clutched tightly in his hand.
     "Straight ahead, room fifteen!" he said breathlessly and
looked at her in the brighter light, still unable to believe his
good fortune.
     They parked, and before Karen could lock her car doors, the
man had the motel room open and was standing impatiently in the
doorway awaiting her.  Karen walked slowly to the room, a half
smile on her pretty face.  As she entered, the man slammed the door
and grabbed her roughly.  As his mouth closed over hers, Karen
reached down to open his pants.
     Bill shuddered as he felt her soft warm hands take hold of his
throbbing prick.  He shoved his tongue into her sweet mouth, and as
she began to suck it, he fumbled with the tiny buttons on the back
of her blouse.
     "Take off your clothes," she said huskily and pulled back from
him as his breath came in sharp bursts and his hands clutched at
her body.  Quickly the man disrobed, and he sat on the edge of the
motel bed as he watched the lovely blonde remove her own clothing
slowly and seductively.  His prick jerked painfully in his hand as
she lay aside her blouse, stepped out of her skirt, then drew down
her tight silk bikini panties.
     As she stood before the man gloriously naked, she ran her
hands up to cup her jutting breasts, then she sighed as she walked
toward him slowly.
     "God, but you're gorgeous!" he said thickly.
     Then, his eyes grew wide as the beautiful blonde sank to her
knees before him and took hold of his prick.  He swallowed his
anxiety then as her pink lips opened slightly and she licked the
head of his throbbing prick.  "Ughhhnnn ..." he moaned and watched
in fascination as she opened her mouth and sucked in the length of
his cock.
     Karen felt the man's legs quivering and she raised her face
from his crotch.  Then she stood up and spread her legs before him
obscenely as she said, "Suck my pussy!"
     The man leaned forward apprehensively and nuzzled the thick
blond bush between her legs.  He ran his hands up the backs of her
thighs, and as they closed over her full ass cheeks, he chilled--
there were large welts all over her ass!
     Raising his face from her crotch, he looked up to find her
staring blankly ahead as she rotated her hips slowly before him.
Swallowing again, he licked her puffed pussy lips and felt her
shudder.  He had no sooner begun than she pulled away from him.
     He looked at her in surprise and questioned, "Wha ... what's
wrong?"
     She folded beside him on the bed, a hungry expression on her
face and said, "I came here to fuck!"
     Whittiker rolled his overweight frame over hers, and as he
raised his hips to guide his stiff prick into her hot cunt, she
sighed deeply and wrapped her legs about his waist and pulled his
body to hers.
     "Fuck me ... fuck me, Bill!" she gasped.
     Whittiker obliged, and as his prick eased into the swollen,
hot flesh of her pussy, her body stiffened and he looked up to see
her expression change.  She looked about the room as though she
were seeing it for the first time, then she sobbed loudly as she
thrust her hips upward and his cock sank to the hilt in her
seething cunt.
     A thrill went through his body as the woman pressed hers
against his.  Then suddenly, she forced him to roll over, and as
she lay atop him, his prick buried deeply in her pussy, she
screamed, "Spank me!  Spank my ass, you motherfucker!"

                             Chapter 4

     Following an early swim and his daily two-mile jog along the
beach, Dr. Prinz arrived at his offices at a few minutes before ten
A.M.  He found his receptionist, Karen, sitting behind her desk,
wearing a thin smile and a subdued look.
     "Good morning, my dear," he said cheerily as he stopped beside
her desk.
     The girl's face flushed lightly as she looked up and thought,
I wonder what he'd think if I told him what happened last night?
She nodded, then gestured as she replied, "Ah ... good morning,
Doctor ..." and her face flushed deeply as his eyes bore into her.
     I wonder what she would think if she knew what really happened
last night?  Prinz pondered.  "What time is Mrs. Golden due?" he
asked and picked an imaginary piece of lint from his lapel.
     Turning the pages of the appointment book, Karen cleared her
throat and replied, "You have her scheduled for ten-thirty ... her
daughter at eleven," and she looked up as though seeking his
approval.
     "Fine ... send her in as soon as she arrives--young Miss
Golden can wait a few minutes," he instructed her and turned to his
office.
     Prinz had spoken to the Golden woman about her teen-aged
daughter on previous visits, but he had wanted to wait until the
programming of the elder Golden had been completed.  He had been
able to condition her to post-hypnotic stimulus over the past three
visits, but he was yet to test his power over her fully.
     As the buzzer rang, Prinz looked at the ornate desk clock and
smiled.  Rebecca Golden was right on time.  A light thrill of
anticipation coursed through his loins as he leaned forward and
pressed the button on the intercom.  "Ask Mrs. Golden to come in,
Karen."
     As the door of his inner office opened, Dr. Prinz stood and
smiled at the attractive young woman who entered.  Rebecca Golden
entered, a nervous smile on her face.  Prinz looked at her warmly
as she crossed the room and extended her hand.  He gazed longingly
on her lithe figure as her hips swayed sensuously and her breasts
strained against the soft material of the black sheath dress she
was wearing.
     "Well, right on time, I see," Prinz offered as he gestured
toward the deep chair beside the desk.  The woman nodded and sat to
pull her hem to her knees.  As she sat back, the dress crept up her
thighs several inches and Prinz glanced at the sheer stockings that
covered her long, well-shaped legs.  The woman tossed her head in a
practiced gesture and the thin streak of silver was displayed--the
premature graying added a touch of beauty to her otherwise perfect
face, and Prinz found it appealing as he leaned against the edge of
his desk and smiled at her.
     "This is terribly difficult for me, Doctor Prinz ..." the
woman began.  "I mean--it's not every day you take your daughter to
a psychiatrist."
     "Can you tell me exactly what you feel Mandy's problem is,
Mrs. Golden--other than being a precocious fifteen-year-old."
     The woman looked up, then averted her eyes as she licked her
lips and began, "I ... I don't know exactly where to begin," she
laughed nervously.  "I'll bet a lot of people say that, don't they,
Doctor?"
     He chuckled.  "Only those who don't know where to begin."
     Rebecca Golden sighed deeply and looked up then.  "Well, I
suppose the best thing to do is just to be truthful--God knows,
I've been truthful about myself with you ... I'm afraid that Mandy
doesn't like boys, Doctor Prinz ... other than that, she is no
problem whatever."  She shrugged helplessly and wrung her hands as
she added, "I'm afraid she's a ... a lesbian."
     Prinz nodded and he told the woman, "Go on ... tell me
whatever you can."
     The woman's face burned brightly as she looked at her analyst.
"Well ... twice now--I've caught Mandy in ... in compromising
situations with her girl friends."
     "Compromising--can you be more explicit?"
     The woman nodded and looked at her hands as she swallowed
thickly.  "The ... first time was in the sauna ... she has a friend
named Beverly.  The girls had been swimming and had gone to the
sauna.  I had an appointment with my hairdresser for later that
afternoon, so I thought I'd join them for a while ... there's this
little window in the door of the sauna ... and I really don't know
what made me peek in before I entered ... but I was shocked by what
I saw."
     Prinz nodded understanding and licked his lips as he told her,
"Tell me about it, Mrs. Golden ..."
     Again, the woman swallowed back her apprehension and spoke in
a low tone.  "I looked in and at first, I just thought they were
fooling around--you know, like most girls do.  But as I stood
there, I realized my daughter was not fooling!  She ... she and
Beverly were kissing--rather passionately ... as I watched, Mandy
began touching the other girl all over her body--they were both
stark naked and Beverly seemed rather passive as Mandy kissed each
of her breasts, then began kissing her stomach ... and then she ...
then she ..." and her voice broke suddenly as she related the scene
to the analyst.
     "I believe I understand--did you confront them?"
     "Oh, heavens no!" she exclaimed, "It was bad enough just
seeing them like that.  I went back into the house and poured
myself a stiff drink."
     "You mentioned that you had 'caught' her twice," Prinz
reminded the woman.
     "Yes ..." she said softly and lowered her head.  "Helga--the
girl who comes in twice a week--a German girl--I left the house to
do some shopping--I returned home a little earlier than I'd
expected and when I came in, I heard noises from Mandy's room.  I
found the door ajar and ... and when I looked in, I found them in
what's referred to as 'the classic position' ... they were ... they
were engaging in oral sex ... both of them at the same time!"
     The woman's face turned white as she spoke and Prinz sensed
she was near the breaking point.  He leaned forward, touched her
shoulder and said softly, "There, there ... just take a deep breath
and relax, Mrs. Golden--close your eyes for a moment ..." He paused
as the woman drew her breath deeply and let it out in short sobs.
He felt a rush of excitement go through him then as he spoke firmly
and told her, "Go to sleep."
     The woman's head sagged to her chest and Prinz was elated.
The three word command had plunged her into a deep hypnotic sleep
from which she would awaken refreshed--and without memory if, he so
chose.
     "Rebecca ..." he said, and the woman raised her lovely face to
look at him, a slightly dazed expression on it.  "Tell me what it
is that really disturbs you about Mandy's choice of lovers."
     "I'm jealous," she said dryly.
     "Would you like to do the things with those girls that Mandy
does with them?"
     The woman moaned and uncrossed her legs.  "Yes, God--I'd give
anything to be able to eat Beverly's pussy!" she exclaimed and
spread her knees slightly.
     "And Helga?" He asked as his prick twitched against his thigh.
     "Uh, huh ... we are lovers ... have been for over a year--but
God, when I saw Mandy with her head between Helga's legs, licking
her cunt, it drove me wild!"
     "What did you really want to do?"
     "I ... I wanted to rip off my clothing and join them!" she
said without hesitation.
     "Then you would like to make love with your daughter, Mandy,
correct?"
     "Jesus, yes!  That's all I've thought about since I saw her
with Bev ... I can feel her soft mouth on my pussy, licking,
sucking, making me come--" and she writhed uncomfortably in the
chair.
     "Show me where you would like for your daughter to kiss you,
Rebecca ..." and he moved forward as he took his throbbing prick
out of his pants.
     The woman leaned back in the deep chair and spread her legs.
Her hand moved up her thigh slowly and lifted the hem of her dress.
Prinz looked down at the black lace panties she wore.  He fondled
his prick as her fingers snaked beneath the leg band and pulled the
crotch aside to expose her pouting pussy lips.  Her middle finger
played through the thick hair of her pubis, then parted the puffed
lips to stroke the soft flesh.  "Uhhhnn ... there ... my cunt ... I
want to feel Mandy's mouth on my cunt ... oh, God ... how I want my
daughter to suck my pussy!" And she continued masturbating as Prinz
lifted her hand to wrap it around his throbbing prick.  Her fingers
gripped it tightly and she began to stroke it as her fingers slid
in and out of her own cunt more rapidly.
     Prinz looked down as the woman slipped a second finger inside
her pussy and she moaned lowly.  "Yes ... give yourself a good
come, Rebecca ... imagine that Mandy is licking your cunt ...
sucking it and sticking her tongue inside to send chills up your
spine.  Take my prick in your mouth as she sucks you off ... go
ahead." And he leaned into her as she turned her head and ovaled
her lips obscenely.
     He watched her pink tongue licked out to touch the swollen
head of his prick, then he shoved forward as the woman opened her
mouth wider and his prick slid into her throat.  "Yes ... that is
so good ... suck my prick while Mandy licks your pussy, Rebecca.
Use your tongue just as she's using hers!" And he hunched forward
as the woman sucked his pulsing shaft more deeply into her throat.
     Moaning, Rebecca stiffened then and her legs quivered.  Her
fingers slid in and out of her wet cunt as she sucked the man's
prick.  Finally, she groaned and gasped for breath, and Prinz
pulled his wet prick out of her mouth as she shuddered in the
throes of orgasm.  Leaning down then, he kissed her softly on the
mouth and told her, "You will remember nothing about this, Rebecca,
only you will develop a desire to have sex not only with your
daughter, but with her friends as well.  This desire will far
exceed what you feel now--and you will act on your feelings.
Today, after you and Mandy leave my office, you will manage to lure
her into the sauna ... and there, you'll confess your desire to
her--and you will fulfill that desire by having sex with your
daughter.  Do you understand?"
     The woman pulled the crotch of her panties over her exposed
pussy and lowered her dress as she nodded.  "I understand."
     "Next week during our regular session, you will report to me
all of the sex acts you have engaged in with your daughter."
     "Report everything ..." she said flatly.
     "And you are not to repress your desires in the future ...
even though you don't understand them, submit to them--and do so
without guilt."
     "Without guilt ..."she repeated.
     "Fine ... when I tell you to wake up, you will do so--no time
will have elapsed since I told you to close your eyes.  But you
will feel better--more relaxed, and you will have no more
apprehensions over Mandy's lovers." He stuffed his prick into his
pants, zipped them and smiled.  "You may awaken now, Rebecca."
     As soon as her eyelids fluttered, Prinz took her arm and
assisted her out of the chair.  She wore a dazed expression for a
moment, then it cleared as he told her, "I'll see your daughter
now, Mrs. Golden ... you may pick her up in just an hour--why don't
you go for coffee or perhaps a bite to eat while I talk with her?"
     The woman nodded, then stammered as Prinz led her to the door.
As he let her out, he saw the girl stand and approach.  She was the
image of her mother, slightly shorter, with the same dark hair and
deep-gray eyes.  She smiled nervously as Prinz extended his hand
and spoke.
     "Miss Golden ... may I call you Mandy?"
     The girl glanced at her mother, then smiled warmly.  "Of
course--everyone else does."
     Prinz nodded to Karen as he directed the young girl into his
inner office and he told her, "We're not to be disturbed, Karen--
Mrs. Golden will come back for her daughter." And he closed the
door without waiting for an answer.  He touched the lock and turned
to watch the girl as she looked about his comfortably furnished
office.  Her gaze halted as she saw the low, leather couch, and she
giggled slightly as she turned to Prinz.
     "You really do have a couch!"
     "Of course--no self-respecting shrink is without one today,"
he replied in a jovial tone and gestured for her to sit on it.
     As the girl sat, Prinz pulled a chair around so that he sat
facing her.  He looked openly at her naked thighs; her brief skirt
pulled up nearly to her lap as she sat, and she noticed him
looking.  Slowly, he raised his eyes and found her full young
breasts outlined beneath the light blouse she wore open at the
throat.
     "Now then, Mandy--do you know why your mother has asked me to
see you?"
     The girl looked at him openly and shook her head as she
replied, "She really hasn't said--she's awfully up-tight about
something though."
     Prinz made a quick judgment of the girl, and, coupled with the
information her mother had given him, decided that openness would
be the best course.  "Well, perhaps if I were to tell you what
she's so up-tight about, you'd be able to handle it yourself."
     Mandy wore a puzzled expression--she had expected the analyst
to question her about her early childhood or something like that.
Her curiosity was excited as he offered to tell her what was on her
mother's mind.  "Yeah," she told him, "That'd be neat."
     Prinz looked directly into the girl's eyes and told her, "Your
mother brought you here on the pretense that she was disturbed over
your ... ah, sexual activities."
     The girl's face colored brightly, but she did not hesitate to
ask, "Pretense--pretense about what?"
     "Well, it would seem that your mother is a wee bit jealous
over your youthful advantage--you see, she likes women too," he
told her and studied her body language as she stiffened
momentarily.
     "I ... I don't know what you're talking about," she said, and
her face retained its flushed appearance.
     "Really?" he questioned and raised an eyebrow, "What about
Beverly in the sauna?" He paused as her mouth dropped open.  It
snapped shut as he added, "And Helga in the bedroom?"
     "She ... she knows about that?"
     Prinz nodded.  "Of course--how else would I know, Mandy?  I
really can't read minds, you know ... despite what some of my
patients might think." And he chuckled lightly as he reached out
and took hold of the girl's hand.  She tensed slightly as he
touched her, then his voice relaxed her as he admitted, "Actually,
I find it quite appealing to visualize you making love with another
woman, Mandy ... you're a beautiful young lady, and I'm sure you
haven't even scratched the surface of your sexual potential yet."
     "You ... you don't think it's wrong?" she asked, a touch of
astonishment in her young voice.
     "Wrong?  Of course not--I feel that whatever a person--he or
she--does is entirely up to them.  People suppress natural desires
all too often because they are afraid what someone else will think
... ah, have you ever had sex with a man, Mandy?"
     The girl lowered her eyes and nodded, "I ... I didn't like it
too much though--I was so afraid mother'd catch us."
     Prinz detected a note of regret in her voice and he held her
hand tightly as he asked, "With whom did you have sex, dear?"
     The girl went pale momentarily and she shook her head as she
questioned, "You ... you wouldn't let mother know?"
     "Of course not," he assured her, "What we discuss is totally
confidential ... now who was it?"
     "My ... my father," the girl said in a low voice and dropped
her eyes.
     "I see ... did he force himself on you?"
     She looked up and shook her head again, "No ... actually, I
sort of ... ah, you know, seduced him."
     Prinz nodded.  Father-daughter incest was not unusual, but the
fact that Mandy had seduced her own father was rather unique and it
interested him.  "Would you like to share the experience with me,
Mandy?"
     In view of the things he had told her about her mother, Mandy
felt somehow obligated to tell the friendly analyst how she had
lost her virginity, and she nodded meekly as she began.  "It
happened last summer up at the lake.  Mother had some club or
something and Daddy and I went up two days early.  We had gone
swimming in the lake and when we came back to the cabin, I offered
to let Daddy shower first.  God, I'd kept looking at the bulge of
his prick in his trunks and I couldn't get it off my mind ..." She
paused and licked her lips.  Prinz noticed that her face was
flushed with excitement now as she related the encounter to him.
     "... I let him get in the shower and he was singing like he
always does.  I took off my suit and went into the bath ... I could
see his naked body through the opaque glass door and I knew what I
was going to do.  He heard me come in and called out--I pretended
like I didn't understand him and opened the door of the shower--
wow!  He had this gigantic hard-on and he was soapy all over ..."
     "What did he say to you?"
     "Umm ... nothing.  We just stood there sort of dumb like--I
was looking at his prick and he was looking at my titties.  Then, I
just stepped into the shower and closed the door."
     "Did he speak then?"
     "Uh huh ... he tried to tell me that we shouldn't shower
together--that mother would raise the roof if she found out ..."
She drew her breath deeply, then said, "But I didn't care--I just
told him that I wouldn't tell her and I reached out and took hold
of his prick ..."
     "What happened then, Mandy?" Prinz asked her and rubbed her
hand between his.

*     *     *

     Mandy closed her eyes as she spoke then and she recalled the
shocked expression on her father's face as she took hold of his
soapy cock.  She felt as though it was all happening again.  She
rubbed it gently between both of her hands, and she moved forward
as he reached up to cup her breasts gently.
     "Oh, Daddy ... that feels so good," she moaned as he massaged
her tits and she felt her nipples grown stiff.  Then she slipped
her arms about his waist as his prick slid wetly between her young
thighs, and she thrilled at the touch of his warm flesh against
hers.
     "Mandy ... for God's sake," her father pleaded with her, "Do
you have any idea what you're doing to me?"
     Mandy smiled seductively at her father as a ripple of
excitement coursed through her vibrant young body.  She felt his
throbbing prick between her legs and its pulsing length lay hotly
against her pussy as she lifted her face and kissed him fully on
the mouth.
     Paul Golden was lost in his daughter's arms as the hot spray
of the shower pelted their bodies and he found his hands drawn
irresistibly to her firm young ass.  As he cupped her fully, the
girl moaned lowly and thrust her tongue into his mouth as she
ground her pelvis against his.  He sucked his breath in sharply;
then as she seemed to squeeze her thighs together and her tits were
squashed flat against his hairy chest.
     "Fuck me, Daddy ... I want you so!" she cried as their mouths
parted.
     Paul could not believe his ears as the obscene words poured
from his daughter's mouth.  He swallowed thickly and shook his head
as he looked down at her hopeful face.  "But ... but, Mandy--that's
incest!" he told her.
     "I don't care what it's called--I want you to fuck me, Daddy--
stick your prick in my pussy and fuck me!"
     Reluctantly, Paul spread his daughter's legs and stooped
slightly as he guided the head of his prick into her tight cunt.
The fact that she might still be a virgin did not enter his mind
until the head of his prick nudged her hymen and she wrapped her
arms about his neck and raised her feet from the shower floor.
     Mandy cried out but once as she felt her father's prick pierce
her maidenhead.  She shuddered slightly as she raised her legs and
wrapped them about his waist.  Paul's hands found his daughter's
ass and he held her as his thick prick sank deeper and deeper into
her inexperienced young cunt.  His heart pounded furiously in his
chest as she began to squirm then and her mouth sought his again.
     "Ughhhhnnn ... yes, deeper, Daddy, fuck me deeper!" she cried
as her father moved her up and down on his thick shaft.  She felt
her own orgasm coming and she sank her teeth into his shoulder as
the sensation began to wash over her.
     "Oh, God, Mandy!" he cried as she shuddered in his arms, "God,
I'm coming ... I'm coming ..."
     "Yes, Daddy!" she hissed in his ear, "Come in my pussy--fill
me with your come ... shoot off in my cunt ... oh, God ... It feels
so good!"
     Paul Golden's legs shook as his prick erupted then in his
daughter's cunt.  He held her to him tightly as she writhed and
tried to force more of his cock into her body.  His breath came in
sharp bursts as his prick jerked hotly and spewed forth the globs
of sticky white cum in her tight pussy.
     Finally, the contractions passed and he leaned heavily against
the wall of the shower as Mandy's feet touched the floor again and
she sighed deeply.  "That ... that's better than I thought it would
be ..." she told him as his prick softened and slipped out of her
pussy.

*     *     *

     Prinz looked at the girl's flushed face as she finished
recounting the seduction of her father to him.  "Did you have sex
after that first encounter, Mandy?" he asked softly, and he sensed
the light shiver go through her body.
     "God, did we!" she told him, "That was just the beginning ...
we sucked and fucked for three whole days before mother came on up-
-he was exhausted by the time she got there and we had to tell her
we'd been hiking the whole time!" And, she laughed lightly.
     "Since then, dear ... have you and your father ..."
     She shook her head.  "When we got back home, Daddy told me
that what we had done was sinful and that we couldn't ever do it
again.  He cried when he apologized for taking my virginity--and
there was nothing I could say to him that seemed to help."  She
shook her head slowly and added, "I know he wants me--I can tell by
the way he watches me when I'm in the pool ... but he just won't
break down, Doctor Prinz."
     "Is this why you've been having affairs with other girls,
Mandy?"
     The girl nodded her head.  "God, I was so horny and I was
telling Bev about what happened between me and my father ... we
just ... ah, you know, it just sort of happened."
     "What about Helga?"
     Her face brightened as he mentioned the German girl.  "God,
she practically raped me!  She said she saw me and Bev playing with
each other in the pool one day--she followed me up to my room and
when I took my bathing suit off, she pounced on me!"
     "Do you enjoy making love with another woman, Mandy?"
     The girl looked at him seriously and then nodded, "I think I
just like sex, Doctor Prinz ..."
     He smiled and edged forward on the chair.  He had her small
hand still trapped between his own and he looked deeply into her
eyes as he asked, "Do you find my receptionist appealing, dear?"
     The girl glanced down at her hand as she realized the man had
drawn it to the bulge in his trousers.  She swallowed thickly as
she felt the warmth of his throbbing prick through the material of
his clothing.  "Ah, yes ... she's beautiful ... her hair is so long
and blond ..."
     "Would you like to have sex with her, Mandy?" he asked and
moved her hand flatly over his bulging prick.
     "I ... I don't know ... yes ... I think so ... God, I'm
confused!" she said and her eyes went wide as she closed her
fingers over the outline of his cock.
     Prinz released the girl's hand and stood quickly.  He walked
to the outer door of the office and unlocked it as Mandy followed
him with her eyes.  "Karen, will you step in for a moment?" he
called out to her, then stood aside as she entered.
     "Yes, Doctor, what is it?" she asked as she glanced toward the
pretty teenager sitting across the room.
     "Are you sleepy, Karen?" Prinz asked softly and the woman's
head sagged to her chest.  Prinz smiled and relocked the door as he
took hold of the receptionist's arm and guided her to the couch.
"You are to do anything this young lady tells you, Karen ... and
when you awaken, you will have no memory of the acts, is that
clear?"
     Slowly, Karen raised her head and looked blankly at the
astonished girl.  "I will have no memory ..." she repeated flatly.
     "She's all yours, Mandy ... if you don't mind my watching," he
told her and rubbed the bulge in his pants.
     Mandy looked at the woman and she felt both excitement and a
twinge of fear.  She knew what she wanted to do, but she was still
apprehensive.  She swallowed thickly and reached out to touch
Karen's leg.  She chilled as her fingers encountered the sheer
material of the woman's silk stockings.
     "She's hypnotized?" Mandy questioned as Karen made no attempt
to move away from her.
     "Do anything you wish with her, Mandy ..." He glanced at his
watch.  "Your mother will not be back here for thirty-five
minutes," and he sat in the chair to pull down the zipper of his
pants.
     Mandy's face flushed brightly as she gazed upon his throbbing
prick.  It was longer and thicker than her father's, and she felt a
new excitement course through her young body as she realized he was
just going to sit there and watch her.
     The girl stood up then and unfastened her skirt, which fell in
a heap at her feet.  Then she stripped off her blouse and cast it
aside to stand there clad only in her silver sandals and a pair of
light-blue bikini panties.  She swallowed again and ran her hands
over Karen's body as she stood before her breathlessly.  She
unfastened the wide belt the older woman wore, then she released
the catch of Karen's skirt.  As the garment fell to the floor,
Mandy gazed down upon her blond mound and she sank to her knees
before her.
     Prinz looked on in excitement as he watched the girl draw down
Karen's panties and nuzzle her belly with her youthful face.  His
prick jerked painfully as he looked upon Mandy's naked young body
as the teenager spread the older woman's legs and kissed her fully
on the cunt.
     "Yes, Mandy ... kiss her pussy!" he said thickly and stood up
to unbutton Karen's blouse.  He pulled the garment down over her
shoulders to reveal her full, erect tits, and Mandy looked up and
gasped as she saw them naked.
     Prinz looked down at the woman's welted ass cheeks and he
recalled the night before when Coco had spanked her erotically.  He
wondered how Karen had taken his post-hypnotic suggestion and he
wondered too if she had enjoyed the man--whoever he had been--that
she had picked up after she had left his beach house.
     Mandy looked up as the man's hands reached around and cupped
Karen's full tits.  She licked out excitedly and her tongue pressed
between the warm, moist folds of the woman's cunt lips.  She ran
her hands up the backs of Karen's legs and felt Prinz press his
body against Karen's naked ass.  Her hand brushed his prick as she
felt the woman's ass and she thrilled as she closed her mouth fully
on the warm pussy before her.
     Prinz hunched forward as the girl sucked his receptionist's
pussy and his prick slid between the ample cheeks of her ass.
Then, he felt the teenage girl's tongue tease the head of his
throbbing shaft.  He reached down and pulled her head into Karen's
cunt then as she wrapped her lips around the head of his prick and
sucked him gently.  The girl moaned and he kissed the nape of
Karen's neck as he whispered to her, "Respond to her mouth, Karen
... tell her how good it feels for her to suck your cunt!"
     Karen moaned lowly and her hands lifted to caress the girl's
head as she moved her body rhythmically against her mouth.  "Yesss
... do it, suck my pussy, baby ... use your tongue ... lick my
clit, honey ... ohhhh, God, that's so good!" she sighed.
     Mandy felt the rush of excitement go through her body as the
woman's words came to her and she felt the two pairs of hands on
her head.  She licked the entire length of the woman's cuntal area
and forced the head of the doctor's prick into her mouth again as
he hunched forward with his hips.  Frantically, she licked Karen's
clit, and the faster she licked, the deeper the woman's moans
became.
     Finally, Prinz pulled his prick from between Karen's legs and
looked down as Mandy glanced up at him.  "Tell her to suck your
cunt, Mandy ... she'll give you a good cum!"
     Mandy scrambled onto the couch and spread her legs lewdly.
She looked at the beautiful blond woman and she swallowed as she
told her, "Kiss mine for me, Karen ... eat my pussy!"
     Immediately, Karen went to the foot of the couch and kneeled
between the teenager's legs.  Without hesitation, she lowered her
head, and as her warm mouth came in contact with the girl's hair-
fringed pussy lips, Mandy shuddered and pulled her head down
between her legs forcefully.
     "Ughhhhnnn ... Ohhhhh ... yessss ... God, yes!  Suck my cunt
... eat me out ... God, that is sooooo gooood!" she cried.
     Prinz looked down at the obscene coupling as Karen lapped the
young girl's cunt and the girl writhed--her fingers twisted through
the older woman's golden hair.  He looked at Karen's welted ass and
he walked behind her as the twin moons swayed to and fro before
him.  He eased his prick into her hot, wet cunt and took hold of
her hips as he thrust forward.  Karen let out a subdued groan as
the man's prick entered her, then she wriggled her ass as he
plunged deeper.
     Mandy threw her head back as the woman's tongue drove her
wild.  She saw Prinz shove his prick into the woman's cunt and she
licked her lips, wishing somehow that the man had chosen to shove
it into her cunt instead.  She writhed as her fingers dug into
Karen's scalp, and she felt her passion rising as Prinz fucked the
woman from behind.  She felt her clit being nibbled then and she
cried out with pleasure.
     "Ohhhh, God ... yesssss!" she gasped as she neared the brink.
She opened her eyes to see the analyst with his face contorted with
lust.  Mandy lifted her hips then as she felt the rush of sensation
and she called out to him, "Let me ... let me suck you ... let me
suck your prick!" she gasped as Karen tongued her pussy wildly.
     Prinz looked at the girl's wet lips and he needed no further
encouragement.  He pulled his prick out of Karen's tightly clasping
cunt and went quickly to the teenager.  He looked down lustfully as
the naked girl reached up and wrapped her fingers about the base of
his throbbing prick and opened her mouth.  As her lips closed about
his hot flesh, Prinz could not restrain himself.  Her youthful
features so reminded him of his sister, so many long years ago, and
as his juices welled up and his legs shook uncontrollably, he took
hold of her head and hunched forward with his hips.  His prick was
shoved deeply into the girl's sucking mouth, and he felt her tongue
running frantically over the bottom of his prick as it twitched and
jerked, then spewed forth its load of cum.
     "Ohhhhh!" he cried out as the girl sucked him to completion
and her own body shuddered violently.
     Mandy tasted the man's cum as it splashed over her tongue and
ran hotly down her throat.  She milked his throbbing cock as his
body shook, and she too achieved her orgasm as the woman licked and
sucked her over the brink.  She choked lightly as her mouth filled
with his cum, and she swallowed again.  She gasped for breath as
Karen continued sucking her and finally, she had to push her head
away as she pulled her own head back and sucked just the head of
Prinz's prick.
     Prinz looked down as the girl licked the last traces of his
cum off the sensitive head of his prick.  He sighed deeply and
stepped back as Karen sat dumbly between the girl's legs and
awaited further instructions.
     "Did you enjoy that, dear?" Prinz asked as he wiped his prick
on a soft hand towel from the nearby bathroom.
     The girl watched with a dazed expression on her face as Karen
followed the man's orders and dressed herself quickly.
     "Yes, God, yes!" she exclaimed and drew on her own clothing
hesitantly.
     "How would you like such a thing to happen between you and
your mother?"
     Mandy pulled on her skirt and looked up, a shocked expression
on her pretty young face.  "W ... with my mother?"
     Prinz smiled and crossed the room to unlock the door.  As both
women finished dressing, he opened it and beckoned to Karen.  As
she stood in approximately the same spot as when he had called her
in, he touched her arm and repeated his earlier direction, then he
told her, "You may awaken now, Karen."
     The woman's eyes glazed over momentarily, then she cleared her
throat and asked "I beg your pardon, Doctor?"
     He smiled and patted her arm, "I said ... simply buzz when
Mrs. Golden returns, Karen ... Mandy and I are through with our
interview."
     Karen nodded and smiled as she walked out of the office and
pulled the door closed behind her.  Mandy wore a still-astonished
look as the woman left.  She shook her head and remarked, "That is
too much!"
     "What about it dear, would you like to have sex with your
mother?"
     "I ... I've thought about it," she confessed, then told him,
"And sometimes when Helga and I are together, I close my eyes and
pretend that it's mommy sucking my cunt ..."
     Prinz held out his hand to the lovely young teenager and as
she stood, he cupped her rip young breast and told her, "When you
get home this afternoon, why don't you suggest that the two of you
share the sauna ... I believe you might be surprised."
     "You ... you mean ..." she began and faltered.
     "Just suggest the sauna, Mandy, and let nature take its
course.  I believe your mother will have a different outlook toward
your lovers in the future--if she happens to be one of them."
     Mandy threw her arms about the older man's neck and kissed him
warmly as his hands roved over her body.  "Thank you, Doctor Prinz
..." she told him breathlessly, "thank you so much!"
     He chuckled as he disengaged himself from her arms.  "Well,
perhaps you can show your appreciation by coming to call on me at
home some evening ... you might even consider bringing your young
friend, Beverly."
     The girl's face brightened as she envisioned the three of them
together.  She nodded emphatically, then her attention was drawn to
the door as the buzzer sounded on the man's desk console.
     "Your mother is here--call me here at the office in a few days
and perhaps we can arrange a little party--how does that sound?"
     "Delicious!" she exclaimed, kissed him lightly on the mouth,
and skipped to the door.  "Thank you so much, Doctor Prinz ..."
     And she was gone.
     Prinz sat tiredly behind his desk and thought about the nubile
young girl, and he thought, too, about her young friend.  Then,
Karen buzzed again and he was brought back to reality as he
realized he had other appointments scheduled for the afternoon.

                             Chapter 5

     Dr. Prinz sat quietly with a brandy in his hand.  His final
patient of the day had been an uninteresting dowager of late middle
age.  Her problem was no different than many others Prinz had
listened to during his years as a psychoanalyst--just a bit more
pressing.  She was suffering from sexual deprivation and she had
been a difficult subject to program through hypnosis.  But today,
she had fallen into a deep hypnotic trance and had related to
Prinz, her burning desire for sexual release.  Even under hypnosis,
the woman had refused to masturbate, and Prinz felt himself at an
impasse with the woman as the tears streamed down her face and she
choked out the deeply ingrained taboos against self-gratification.
She sincerely believed these taboos valid and her fears had led her
to a state of remorse simply because she had considered the act.
     Prinz chuckled as he recalled her reaction to his suggestion
that she find herself a lover.  She had stared blankly at the
ceiling for a long moment, then asked, "You wouldn't mind, Daddy?"
The transference had slipped by him, but as he realized the woman's
inhibitions were being controlled by a long-dead father, he had
stood up and walked to stand beside the couch.
     "Lift your dress so Daddy can see ..." he told her softly.
     The woman obeyed and displayed her lower body encased in its
feminine trappings.  Sitting beside her, he caressed her panty-clad
pubic mound.  He felt the dampness and the warmth of her pussy as
she squirmed lightly at his touch.  She was panting as he concluded
his role as her father with: "Find yourself a young man--pay him if
necessary, but have sex with him ..."  Then he went on to tell her
where she might find herself a younger man.
     Reflecting on the older woman, Prinz recalled a strange
stirring in his own loins as he had caressed her pussy--and again,
his mother's face flashed before his mind's eye.  Sipping his
brandy, Prinz submitted to his recall of the hot Sunday afternoon
so long ago ...

*     *     *

     His sister, Glenda lay back on the recliner in the den of
their home.  He looked at her and felt that sudden excitement
course through his sixteen-year-old body as he realized Glenda was
in one of her moods.
     "God, but it's hot!" she exclaimed as she saw her brother
enter the room.
     "We could go for a swim," he suggested and licked his lips as
his sister opened her blouse to the waist.  His heart skipped a
beat as he saw she was naked beneath the thin top.  He looked over
his shoulder apprehensively and swallowed as he walked closer to
her.  "Ahh ... Mom's gonna be home any time, Glenda."
     Glenda smiled seductively and brushed her long red hair from
her cheek as she massaged her full tits.  "Scared?" she asked as
she glanced at the bulge of her brother's pants.
     "I ... I'm not scared," he said in a faltering tone as he
moved closer to his sister.
     Smiling, she reached out to fondle his growing erection
through the material of his pants.  She wet her lips and asked,
"Would you like me to suck you off, Aurry?"
     "But ... what if mom comes home--you know, while we're doing
it?"
     "We'll be able to hear her coming, silly ..." Glenda told him
and guided his hand to her naked tit.  As his hand closed about the
warm flesh of her breast, she pulled down on his zipper.  Reaching
inside his pants, the older girl took hold of his throbbing prick
and pulled it out.  "Ohhh ... it's nice and hard," she told him and
leaned forward to kiss the distended head.
     As his sister's mouth came in contact with his pulsing prick,
Aurry shuddered and squeezed the soft flesh of her titty.  The
excitement rose in his belly as he looked down to see her
unbuttoning her brief shorts.  As she pulled them off to expose the
dark-red bush above her cunt, he sucked his breath sharply.
     Spreading her legs lewdly, Glenda looked up at her younger
brother and smiled apprehensively.  "Will you kiss mine a little
bit?"
     Again, Aurry glanced over his shoulder.  The house was quiet
and though he knew his mother was due home at any moment, he could
not resist the desire to have sex with his beautiful sister.
Shedding his trousers and shirt, Aurry sank to his knees before his
sister's widespread legs.
     Glenda watched in fascination as her brother ran his hands up
her thighs and spread the lips of her pussy.  She shuddered lightly
as his fingertip came in contact with her clit and she lifted her
hips slightly to allow him better access to her pussy.
     "Ummm ... feels good ... so good," she whimpered as he lowered
his head and began kissing her soft inner thighs.  "Yes ... yes,
Aurry ... kiss my pussy ... lick it for me.  God, how good it is!"
     On his knees, Aurry buried his face between his sister's legs
and began licking the lips of her cunt slowly.  He knew she liked
him to be gentle and as his tongue came in contact with the moist
flesh of her cunt, he inhaled deeply.  Slowly, he shoved his tongue
into her pussy as his lips nibbled softly about her seething flesh.
     "Ughhhn ... yesssss!" Glenda cried as her brother sucked her
cunt.  She longed to have his prick in her mouth, but she could not
bring herself to change their position.  His tongue was driving her
wild and as she lifted her hips to his mouth, she took hold of the
back of his head to press it against her lusting young body.  "Suck
me!  Eat my pussy, you little pussyeater!  Ughhhnn ... ohhhh ...
God, Aurry ... yesssss!" she cried loudly and wrapped her legs
about his neck.
     Aurry was lost in the depth of the act and he knew that as
soon as she had come.  Glenda would take his throbbing prick into
her soft mouth and let him come there.  Then, he felt his sister
stiffen and the sound of her breathing became ragged as he tongued
and sucked her laviciously.  Again she cried out and her fingers
were digging into his scalp as she hunched her body to his mouth--
then he heard her soft voice cry out in a different tone.
     "Oh, no ..."
     Aurry sensed the stiffening of his sister's body was somehow
different, but he did not realize why until he heard his mother's
voice.
     "Good God in heaven!"
     A cold fear shot through his young body as he lifted his face
and turned to find his mother standing in the doorway of the den.
Her face was white and her mouth open wide in shock.  She looked at
the equally shocked faces of her two children and shook her head
slowly as Glenda disengaged herself from her brother.
     Aurry's mind recoiled at the thought of being caught in the
act of having sex with his sister, and as he hastened to pull on
his own clothing, he saw the tears well up in his mother's eyes.
Nothing further was said as Glenda pulled on her clothing and
rushed from the room to leave Aurry alone with his mother.
     The two stood quietly as the front door of the house opened,
then slammed loudly.  They listened as the sound of Glenda's car
came to them as she raced out of the driveway.
     "I ... I'm sorry, mother ..." Aurry attempted.
     Again, his mother shook her head as the tears streamed down
her face and she looked on her sixteen-year-old son as though he
was a stranger.  Slowly, she turned and left the room.  Aurry
followed her to the doorway of the den and watched as she climbed
tiredly up the stairs and entered her room without looking back.
     Aurry was confused.  He had fully expected his mother to fly
into a rage, but her subdued reaction at finding her two children
engaged in an act of sex left him totally without understanding.
Since his father's death five years before, she had acted as both
mother and father to him and his sister, and since Glenda had come
of age, she had relinquished more and more of her parental attitude
toward them both.  Still, they deferred to her in most matters, for
they both understood the responsibility she bore for them.
     Later that evening, Glenda returned for a short time and Aurry
heard her packing.  He was tempted to go to her room and plead with
her not to go, but he knew it was hopeless.  He listened as his
sister closed her door finally, then the sound of her car came to
him again.  Alone in his darkened room, he thought of his mother,
alone in her room.  A great love for her welled up in his chest and
he could not hold back the tears when they finally came.
     He was lying on his bed sobbing, when he heard the door of his
room open and his mother came in.  She sat beside him on the bed
and Aurry turned to bury his face in her lap as she spoke to him in
soothing tones.  They sat like that for a long time it seemed, and
suddenly Aurry became aware of his mother's body pressed against
his.  She was wearing a thin peignoir and he could feel the soft
outlines of her body beneath.
     When his sobbing had finally subsided, he lifted his head and
found it pressed against her soft breast as her arms went about
him.  "It's going to be all right, Aurry," she told him and stroked
his head.  "I understand ... it's just that I was so shocked to
find you and Glenda like ... like that."
     "I ... I'm sorry, mother ... so sorry!" he cried and hugged
her strongly.
     She sighed deeply and shook her head.  "Well, I'm sorry your
sister left without talking to me.  I'm not angry ..." she laughed
a bit nervously, "after all, the stork didn't bring you, you know."
     Aurry laughed a little and it released the tension he was
feeling.  His mother's body was soft and voluptuous and he had
engaged in numerous fantasies about her.  He sniffed loudly as she
returned his hug and he was filled with an even greater love for
her than before.  The soft fragrance of her perfume filled his
nostrils and for a brief moment, he engaged in the fantasy of
lifting the hem of her gown and touching her soft body.
     "Aurry ..." his mother said softly, "Have you and Glenda been
doing these things for some time?"
     He felt his face burn and he was thankful the room was dark.
He nodded his head and felt the full rise of her breast against her
cheek.
     "Have you ... have you had intercourse with your sister?"
     Again he nodded and his cheek brushed the nipple of her tit.
He was surprised to find it stiff against the filmy material of her
gown and he held her tightly for a long moment.
     "Ahhh ... have you ever done it with another girl?" she asked,
her breathing shallow and her voice low.
     "No ... just with Glenda," he replied honestly.
     "But you would if you had the chance, wouldn't you?" she asked
apprehensively.
     "I ... I suppose so ..." he told her tightly and wondered why
she was questioning him so.  He felt her hand on his hip and he
squirmed lightly against her as he felt his prick twitch inside his
trousers.
     "Oh, Aurry ..." she sighed, "I've missed your father so ... I
... I've never had another man ... not once.  Do you understand?"
     Aurry felt a deep thrill go through his being as his mother
spoke about her own sex life; he understood, but at the same time,
he wondered why she had chosen that particular time to broach the
subject.
     "I guess everyone needs sex, mother ..." he replied in a low
voice as her hand tightened on his thigh.
     His mother sighed deeply.  She looked at her son in the dim
light of the bedroom, and as he snuggled to her warmly, she moved
her right hand over the bulge in his trousers.
     Aurry stiffened as he felt his mother's hand on his prick.
His first feeling was one of fear, then excitement filled his body
as her hand began stroking the outline of his prick.  He swallowed
thickly as the ache in his loins became greater and her boldness
increased.  Cautiously, he moved his hand from her hip, up her side
until he felt the soft bulge of her tit with his thumb.  Neither of
them spoke as their hearts beat as one and his mother's breathing
became louder.
     Finally, she moaned lowly and fumbled to pull down the zipper
of his pants, As she did, Aurry let his hand move up to cup her
full breast.  The feeling of her warm flesh beneath his palm sent
thrills of pleasure coursing through his young body.  As her hand
closed around his throbbing erection, Aurry's mother lowered her
head and kissed him fully on the mouth.
     The touch of her soft lips sent his head reeling and as her
tongue probed his mouth gently, Aurry slipped his hand inside her
robe to cup her tit fully.  He felt her stiff nipple against his
palm and he thrilled as he realized she was actually allowing him
to do this with her.  Sucking on her tongue as Glenda had taught
him to do, he released the tie of her robe and began running his
hand over her naked body.
     Pamela Prinz moaned lowly as her son's hand explored her body.
She wrapped her fingers about his man-sized prick and began a slow
up-and-down motion as his mouth took in her hot tongue.  She felt
her heart beating rapidly in her chest and her passions rose as she
recalled the sight of her son with his head between his sister's
legs.
     As their mouths parted, she sobbed, then asked him, "Can ...
can you forgive me, Aurry ... can you forgive your mother?"
     He swallowed thickly and looked up at her; in the dim light,
she looked much younger than her thirty-eight years, and he was
taken with her seeming beauty.  "If ... if you can forgive me ...
for what happened with Glenda ..." he replied stiffly.
     "Oh, Aurry!" She cried and held him to her, "There's nothing
to forgive!"
     Again, he kissed her and as their mouths met, he lay back with
her as her hand continued playing with his aching prick.  Slowly,
Pamela shrugged out of her thin gown to reveal her glowing body to
her son.  Aurry sat up momentarily to shed his own clothing.  When
he lay back with her, their arms and legs entwined, and mother and
son knew the warmth of each other's naked bodies in complete
abandonment.
     Aurry ran his hand down the smooth swell of his mother's
stomach as he licked a turgid nipple.  He touched her thick growth
of pubic hair and felt her shudder lightly.  As his fingers
explored lower, she opened her legs and arched slightly to his
hand.  Slowly, he parted the folds of flesh and found his mother's
pussy warm and wet.
     "Oh, yes!  Yesssss!" she moaned as she felt her son's fingers
enter her hungry body.  Moving her hand over his, she forced his
fingers deep inside her as she ran her hand up and down the pulsing
length of his prick.  She squirmed at his touch and again the sight
of him sucking his sister's pussy came to her.  She had never
enjoyed that with a man before and she wondered what it might be
like.
     Almost as if he had been reading her thoughts, the boy lowered
his mouth from her tit to lick her navel.  He sensed a certain
desire in her as he moved his mouth lower and lower, and as he
reached her pubic mound, she raised her hips almost off the bed.
Quickly, Aurry changed position and lay down beside his mother.  He
lowered his head over her cunt and inhaled deeply of her feminine
fragrance.  The odor sent his head spinning again and he buried his
face in her crotch as her body shook with emotion.
     The moment her son's mouth came in contact with her seething
pussy, Pamela orgasmed.  She sucked her breath sharply and arched
her back as she felt his tongue probe for her throbbing clit.  She
gasped and her body stiffened as the warmth of his mouth sent spasm
after spasm through her aching body.
     "Ughhhnnn ... Ohhhhh ... God, Aurry ... yesssss!" she cried.
"Ohhhh, God ... how good ... how good!"
     Aurry tongued his mother's cunt furiously as he felt her grope
for his prick.  Then, it was in her mouth and he shoved forward
with his hips.  The warmth of her lips and tongue took his breath,
and as he felt his swollen cock sucked into that wet place, he too
shuddered as his juices boiled up.  Never in his wildest fantasy
had he ever imagined he would be doing anything like this to his
own mother.  Now, he was actually eating her pussy while she licked
and sucked his prick!
     "Ummmfff ... uming ... uming ..." he gasped.
     Pamela felt her son's prick twitch violently in her mouth and
she wrapped her arms about his body to pull him to her.  She forced
his prick into her throat, then drew back until only the head
remained.  Licking the underside of the sensitive head, she heard
him groan again and try to thrust forward.  Then, his prick erupted
to send spurt after boiling spurt of sticky white cum into her
sucking mouth.
     Aurry's body stiffened as he orgasmed with his head buried
between his mother's legs.  He felt her shudder too as his prick
jerked strongly in her mouth.  His juices boiled forth to be
swallowed and he felt his own face wet with her feminine juices.
     Pamela felt her mouth filled with her son's cum and she
swallowed time and time again as his prick jerked spasmodically.
Sucking him to completion left her filled with a sense of well-
being, and she realized that her days of sexual deprivation were at
an end.  If only she had stopped Glenda from leaving, how happy she
could have been sharing sex with both her children.  And as the
thought struck her, she realized fully what she was thinking about-
-incest!  How often she had looked upon her son and wondered what
it would be like to have sex with him--now, the actuality of that
very thing numbed her.
     Lying there gasping for breath, his face against his mother's
soft stomach, Aurry felt his prick slip from his mother's mouth.
He heard her sob softly, then her chest heaved as she began crying.
Slowly, he turned until he lay beside her, her head cradled on his
shoulder.
     "It's all right, mother ..." he told her as his hand moved to
her ample tits to ply the soft flesh with his fingers.
     Pamela heard the words and felt his hand on her breast.  She
sobbed deeply and cursed herself for having submitted to such
animalistic desires--with her own son!  The contradicting emotions
left her confused.  On one hand, she wanted her son, and on the
other, she realized what she had done was a mortal sin.
     As her tears subsided, she became aware of his hands on her
body.  The years of being without a man took their toll as her
sexually deprived body began to respond again to his gentle
manipulations.  Again, her hand strayed to his crotch to find his
prick hard and throbbing.  She knew that she could not control her
desires as her hand closed around his hot flesh and his fingers
plied the lips of her pussy.
     "Oh, Aurry!" she sobbed, "I'm sorry ... but I want you so!"
     Kissing her softly, he replied, "There's nothing to be sorry
about, mother ... nothing."
     Pamela shuddered as she helped him atop her; she lifted her
legs and took hold of his prick to guide it into her hungry cunt.
As she felt the head of his cock enter her, she drew her breath
sharply and lifted her hips.  His prick was sucked into her and
their bodies were pressed together as one.
     Aurry plunged his prick into his mother's cunt as she lifted
her hips from the bed.  The warmth he found there was heavenly and
he groped for her full tits as she wriggled her ass to pull him
deeper inside her.  Slowly, he began a deep thrusting motion that
took her breath with every plunge.
     Holding his face in her hands, Pamela kissed her son wetly and
sought his tongue with hers.  Her being was filled and as her son's
prick slid in and out of her body, she shuddered and cried out.
     "Ughhhnnn ... yessss ... fuck me ... fuck me, baby ... fuck
your mother!"
     "Yes, mother!" he cried in return.  "I'm fucking you!  Come
... come again ... I'm going to come!"
     "Yes, Oh yes!  Come in your mother's pussy ... let me feel you
shoot inside me, baby!  Fuck me ... fuck meeee ... FUCK MEEEEE!"
     And the darkened bedroom was filled with their sounds of sex
as mother and son thrashed on the bed.  Aurry felt himself coming
and reached down to take hold of his mother's ass.  He filled his
hands with the soft flesh and pulled her to him as he thrust his
body forward.  His prick slid in to the hilt as she ground her
pelvis against his and gasped for breath.
     "Ughhhnnn now ... now, baby ... Come in me ... commmmme!" she
cried again.
     Aurry stiffened as his prick jerked and the first spurt of
come shot into his mother's cunt.  He had her lifted from the bed
as he hammered his body with hers and he could feel the muscles of
her cunt spasming as he shot his load deep inside her.
     Pamela grabbed the cheeks of her son's ass and pulled him to
her as she orgasmed.  Wave after wave of sensual pleasure washed
over her body as her son's prick jerked in her pussy and his hands
mauled her naked ass cheeks.
     Slowly, their emotions ebbed and the two of them lay gasping
for breath in each other's arms ...

*     *     *

     Prinz brought himself out of the experience ... he had done it
again, and as he sat up in his deep chair, he cursed himself for
dwelling on that long ago day when he had begun his incestuous
affair with his own mother.  They had continued for nearly four
years following the initial encounter--until he had gone away to
medical school.  During his absence, she had remarried, and the
love he had once felt for her had diminished to near disdain as the
years robbed them of the closeness they had once shared.
     Now, Prinz dwelled briefly with thoughts of his sister.  He
had seen her occasionally through the years, but they had never
spoken of their earlier relationship.  He knew that she had
married, had a daughter, and later divorced, but when he moved west
and went into practice, he had lost contact with her.  Now, a
nagging curiosity plagued him, for he realized many of his own
repressions came as a result of never having achieved closure with
his sister following his mother's discovery of their relationship.
And he wondered idly how Glenda might feel if she knew he had
picked up with their mother where the two of them had left off.
     "Academic ..." he said aloud and stood up from his desk.  He
glanced at his watch and realized he had wasted an entire hour of
his life while day-dreaming about days gone by.
     Locking his offices, Prinz went to his car and slid behind the
wheel.  His day had been exhausting, but he felt in need of some
release following the recall of sex with his mother.  The old
feelings welled up in his body as he drove the Coast Highway toward
his beach house.  Perhaps he should have asked young Mandy Golden
over ... but no, it was too soon.  She would have culminated her
encounter with her mother by now, and Prinz knew it would take some
time for the two of them to adjust to it.
     And as he drove slowly through the early traffic, Aurelius B.
Prinz, MD, Ph.D., had no way of knowing it, but the stage he had
set earlier in the day was about to be used by a nervous mother and
an anxious daughter.

*     *     *

     Rebbeca Golden had been left with unsettled feelings when she
picked up her daughter at Dr. Prinz's office earlier that day.  Not
wanting to pry, she had refrained from questioning Mandy in regard
to her conversation with the analyst.  They had spent the remainder
of the afternoon shopping, then dropped by Paul Golden's offices.
     "I won't be too late," he told his wife, "But don't wait
supper on me ... I've several things to wrap up before I can leave
for the day."
     Rebecca and Mandy had driven home then, eaten a light meal
and, as the sun swung low in the western sky, Mandy had stood up
from the table and glanced toward the pool and the sauna beyond.
     "Think I'll take a quick swim, then relax in the sauna for a
while," the pretty teenager told her mother.
     A certain thrill went through Rebecca Golden's body as she
watched her daughter pull her sweater over her head and leave the
room with her youthful tits swaying gently.  "The sauna ..." she
said softly to herself and stood up from the table.  Walking
quickly to her room, Rebecca removed her clothing, wrapped a light
towel about her dark hair and slipped into a robe.  When she slid
aside the glass door that led to the patio and the pool area, she
felt the excitement growing in her stomach as she saw Mandy sitting
on the side of the pool, her shapely legs dangling into the heated
water.
     "I ... I believe I'll spend a little time in the sauna
myself," Rebecca said nervously and avoided her daughter's eyes as
she walked around the deep end of the pool.
     Mandy followed her mother with her eyes and a thrill went
through her as she recalled the psychiatrist's words.  The vision
of her mother's lovely, naked body flashed across her consciousness
as Rebecca stood before the sauna door and checked the temperature.
She watched as the older woman entered, looked wistfully over her
shoulder, then entered the sauna.
     Mandy slipped into the water and as it enveloped her ripe
young body, she stroked strongly for the other side of the pool.
The excitement rose then as she hoisted herself out of the water,
reached for a towel, and shed her brief bathing suit.  Over her
shoulder, the sun had painted the sky a bright orange and a light
breeze was coming from the direction of the ocean.  She felt the
soft fingers of air caress her body as she wrapped the towel about
herself and walked slowly toward the sauna door.
     Inside, Rebecca sat reclining on the second and third steps.
The wood was warm and reassuring against her naked flesh.  She had
opened her robe and let it fall back off her shoulders as she
waited and her excitement grew.  Then--Mandy stepped into the
superheated air and Rebecca saw her framed in the orange sunset.
     "We don't need these lights, do we?" the pretty teenager asked
as she closed the door behind her and reached for the light switch.
     Rebecca swallowed thickly as she saw her daughter turn off the
overhead light.  A dim glow came from the elongated window beside
the door.  Opaque and diffused, the light that entered the room
cast deep shadows that accentuated Rebecca's excitement.  She
watched as Mandy dropped her towel and stood beautifully naked just
a few paces away.
     "Well ..." Rebecca said nervously as Mandy shook her short
hair and approached the bench.  She could not keep her eyes from
the dark triangle of pubic hair at her daughter's crotch, and as
the girl stood before her, she licked her lips and offered, "You
... you really do have a lovely body, Mandy ..."
     The girl laughed lightly and replied, "I take after my
mother."
     Sensing the game, Rebecca responded, "Oh?  Is your mother as
pretty as you?"
     "Prettier ... at least most people think so."  She reached out
and touched the nipple of her mother's right breast.  "She has
bigger titties than I do ..."  And she laughed again.
     The touch of the girl's fingers on her flesh sent thrills
through her aching body as she glanced up and found her smiling
down at her.  "Well ... I ... I'm sure your ... ah, titties will
fill out in a year or two."
     Stepping forward, Mandy closed her hand about her mother's
full breast and felt the nipple stiffen against her palm.  "Do you
really think so?" And she lifted her other hand to cup her own
breast lightly.  "They seem awfully small by comparison ..."
     Hesitantly, Rebecca reached up and took hold of her daughter's
ripe young breast and cupped it gently.  As her fingers closed
about the soft flesh, she shivered slightly and fought the desire
to close her mouth about the girl's erect nipple.  She swallowed
back her desire and looked up into her daughter's eyes as she
replied, "They're lovely ... really, Mandy ..."
     Looking down as her mother's fingers played about the turgid
flesh of her nipple, the girl swallowed back her own apprehension
and asked, "Are my titties as nice as Helga's, mother?"
     Rebecca felt her face burn in the dim light.  Her hand felt
the heavy beat of her daughter's heart and she realized the girl
was just as excited as she was.  Leaning forward, Rebecca cupped
the girl's tit in one hand and kissed the darker flesh of her
nipple.  As her mouth came in contact with her daughter's body, she
chilled slightly and then the chill was followed by a hot flash.
She squirmed on the hot bench as she felt Mandy's hand press her
head forward and hold it against her breast.
     "Ohhh, Momma ... that feels so good ..." she moaned.
     Rebecca opened her mouth and allowed her tongue to ease out
between her lips.  As she licked Mandy's turgid nipple, she felt
her other hand drawn irresistibly to the girl's thigh.  She felt
the soft sweep of her leg and as she ran her hand upward, Mandy
pressed forward and Rebecca found her hand cupping the lovely
teenager's full ass cheek.
     Spreading her legs slightly, Mandy took the initiative and
took hold of her mother's hand.  She moved it over her supple young
hip and slipped it between her legs as her mother continued sucking
her tit.  "Oh, yessss ... yes, mommy ... suck my titty ... it feels
so good!" And she eased her mother's hand to press against her hot
pussy as she stood before her.
     Rebecca needed no further encouragement from her lovely young
daughter as her fingers came in contact with the hair-fringed lips
of her pussy.  She moaned lowly and began a light stroking motion
with her fingers.  Mandy writhed above her as she felt her mother's
thumb spread the lips of her pussy and ease upward to that turgid
nub of flesh.  As Rebecca's thumb encountered her daughter's clit,
the girl sighed deeply and placed her hands on her mother's head.
     "Oh, mommy ... kiss it for me ... do that ... yes!" she cried
out.
     Rebecca lifted her mouth from Mandy's tit and looked up at her
daughter, suddenly aware of what was happening.  She scooted down a
step and found her head on a level with the girl's widespread
crotch.  Leaning forward slightly, she kissed the girl's smooth
stomach just below her navel, then moved her mouth lower as Mandy
increased the pressure on her head.  She inhaled deeply of the odor
of Mandy's body as the girl hunched to her, her legs spread
obscenely.
     "Please, mommy ... do that ... kiss it for me ... please!"
Mandy implored her.
     "Oh Mandy ... Mandy baby ..." she whimpered and pressed her
mouth over the girl's cunt.  A deep thrill went through Rebecca as
she began tonguing her daughter's pussy, and the thrill was
heightened by Mandy's words.
     "Ohhhh ... Jesus ... suck me, mommy ... make me come ... God,
eat my pussy!  That's so good ... so fucking good!"
     Rebecca found her hands cupping her daughter's ass cheeks as
she tongued her furiously.  Her own body ached for release, and as
her breath came in short bursts, she moaned lowly and lifted her
wet face from her daughter's cunt.
     "Do ... do you like that, baby?" she questioned breathlessly.
     Mandy cupped her mother's face and leaned down to kiss her
passionately.  She eased her tongue into her mother's mouth and as
the older woman took it softly, Mandy kneeled between her mother's
legs.  She found her tits with both hands and began plying the soft
flesh as the perspiration rolled off both their bodies in the
super-heated air of the sauna.
     Finally, their lips parted and Mandy told her mother, "Oh,
mommy--I love you so much!"  Then, the girl lowered her mouth to
lick her mother's erect nipples.  Lower her head went, and Rebecca
Golden sobbed out a sigh as she spread her legs and lay back on the
steps of the sauna.  She watched as Mandy licked the sensitive area
about her inner thighs and nudged her seething cunt gently with her
face and chin.
     "Ughnnn ... God, Mandy!  Yessss!" Rebecca hissed out as the
girl's mouth came in contact with her pussy.  She lifted her legs
and laid them over her daughter's shoulders as she felt the lips of
her pussy spread and Mandy's tongue sought her pulsing clit.
"Ughhhnnn!  God, baby ... suck it ... suck your mommy's cunt!  Eat
me!  God, yesssss ... make me come!"
     Running her hand between her mother's legs, Mandy inserted her
thumb in her mother's wet cunt and then eased her index finger into
the older woman's tightly puckered asshole.  She felt her respond
just as Helga often did, and the sounds of her muffled gasps filled
the sauna.
     Rebecca writhed beneath her daughter's mouth and hands and as
a crushing orgasm approached, she envisioned herself, her daughter,
Helga, and Mandy's friend, Beverly, all wrapped together in a
passionate, sexual embrace.
     Mandy slid her thumb in and out of her mother's pussy as the
sweat poured from their bodies.  She eased her finger into the
woman's clasping asshole as she writhed in sensuous pleasure above
her, and she felt her shudder.  Licking her clit laviciously, Mandy
knew her mother was but a breath away from orgasm and her own
passion had risen to a new height as she finger-fucked her lewdly.
     "Ohhhh ... God, yes, baby ... now ... now ... I'm going to ...
oh ... oh ... OHHHHHHHHH!" Rebecca cried out and her body
stiffened.
     Outside the sauna, Paul Golden stood frozen as the sounds came
to him through the door.  He felt his prick twitch painfully
against his trouser leg as he realized what was happening in the
room beyond.  His head was filled with a hundred images and he
recalled his incestuous interlude with his own daughter as the
sounds of his wife's passion came to him.
     Paul stiffened as he heard Rebecca cry out and call Mandy by
name and he envisioned his daughter with her head buried between
her mother's legs as she sucked her pussy.  Quickly, Paul stripped
off his own clothing and tossed it aside.  Standing naked, he
waited a long moment as the sound of passion subsided from within
the sauna.  Then, as the sun dipped into the Pacific Ocean at his
back, he swallowed his apprehension and opened the door of the
sauna and stepped in.
     Rebecca was lying back with her eyes closed, her breath coming
in sharp bursts.  Mandy lay with her head on her mother's heaving
stomach, her finger and thumb still buried deep in her mother's
body.  The girl sensed someone entering the sauna but she didn't
look up.
     With the setting of the sun, the interior of the room had
become darkened.  Rebecca first became aware of the presence of a
third person when her husband's hand closed over her tit and his
mouth sought hers.  She stiffened suddenly with fear, then she
relaxed as she heard him whisper, "All right ... it's all right,
Becky ..."  And, his hands explored her naked body.
     Mandy moved between her father's legs and found his prick
erect and throbbing.  She took the head of it into her hot mouth,
and, as she laved it with her wet tongue, she felt her mother slip
off the bench and spread her legs gently.  Then, the woman's mouth
was on her pussy and she recalled the words the psychiatrist had
spoken to her earlier: Just let nature take its course--I believe
your mother will have a different outlook toward your lovers in the
future.  And Mandy wondered if that would include her father, too.

                             Chapter 6

     The sun had set as Prinz pulled onto the Coast Highway.  He
leaned forward to turn on the driving lights of his automobile, and
as the traffic thinned, he looked up the highway to see a pair of
hitchhikers standing beside the road.  At first, he thought the
hikers were two longhaired boys, but as he drew closer, he saw they
were girls dressed in shirts and jeans.
     Pulling onto the shoulder, Prinz leaned over and opened the
door of his Mercedes.  Breathlessly, the girls ran to the car and
peered in.  "I'm only going a few miles, but you might have better
luck catching a ride further on," he offered.
     The girl nearest looked at her companion and shrugged as she
tossed her backpack over the seat and climbed in.  Squeezing in
beside her, the other girl closed the door and looked across at
Prinz.
     The psychoanalyst looked at her and a sudden excitement filled
his body; the girl was in her late teens with short-cropped red
hair, and somehow she reminded him of his sister Glenda at that
age.  "How ... how far are you going?" he inquired as he glanced
into the rear view mirror and pulled back onto the highway.
     The girl sitting beside him stretched her long legs and
yawned.  "Big Sur ..." she replied, then asked, "Do you live on the
beach?"
     Prinz relaxed as he changed lanes and he told her, "Yes,
matter of fact, I do."
     "Far out ..." the girl replied, then turned in the seat to
ask, "Suppose we could stop at your place to clean up a bit?"
     Prinz turned his face to hers in surprise.  Thoughts of asking
them to stop at his beach house had been foremost in his mind, and
her directness had negated the need for him to steer the
conversation in that direction.  "Well, yes ... I suppose so.  Have
you been on the road long?"
     The red-haired girl stretched and told him, "Three days ...
all the way from Phoenix ... you wouldn't believe some of the kooks
we've ridden with."
     "Oh, really?"
     "Yeah ..." the other girl said.  "Last guy wanted us to come
home with him and have sex with his wife--" she giggled, "You're
not married, are you?"
     Prinz chuckled, "If I was, I wouldn't ask you home for sex
with my wife!"  And they all laughed.
     As he pulled into the drive of his luxurious beach house, the
girls fell silent.  He helped them out of the car and carried one
of their back packs to the door.  He swung it wide, then stepped
aside as he flipped on the lights and the girls crossed the
threshold of his home.
     "Wow!" the sandy-haired girl remarked as she took in the
sunken living room and the expensive furnishings.  "You must do all
right for yourself ... ah, what's your name?"
     Debating for a moment, he closed the door and set down the
pack.  "My name is Prinz, Aurelius Prinz ... some of my friends
call me 'Doc' or Aurry ... whichever you prefer."
     The red-haired girl smiled at him and nodded, "You look like a
'Doc' ..." and she winked at her friend.
     "Well, now ..." Prinz said and gestured.  "Perhaps you'd like
a drink--you have me at a loss--I know neither of your names."
     The girl who had sat beside him in the car smiled broadly and
glanced toward the bar.  "My name's Polly and this is Renee."
     "Well, Polly and Renee ... how about that drink ... then we'll
see what we can do about your three days on the road."
     The girls followed him down the steps and across the room to
the bar.  He mixed them all a drink and gestured toward the kitchen
beyond.  "Later, if you're hungry, we might all have a bite to eat
if you like."
     Both the girls nodded appreciatively and Polly told him,
"Sounds great, but what we'd really like is a nice hot bath.  You
wouldn't mind, would you?"
     "Of course not," he replied and walked around the end of the
bar, "Come on ... I'll show you where I spend a great deal of my
time."
     The two girls followed him closely as he led them to the
sumptuous bathroom with its sunken tub and mirrored walls.  He
dimmed the lights and pointed about, "I believe you'll find
everything you need right here--" and he caught the gleam in
Polly's eyes as she took in the huge bathroom.
     "Wow!  I mean, wow!" Renee said, a little awed by the luxury
of the room.  She picked up a bar of soap from a crystal dish and
inhaled its fragrance, then she kicked off her sandals to feel the
depth of the soft carpet beneath her feet.  "This is too much!"
     "Romanesque, I believe it's called," Prinz remarked, "Enjoy
yourselves, I have several calls to make." He left the room.
     Quickly, he hurried to his bedroom, pressed a button on the
bed console and watched as the screen on one wall lifted to display
the bathroom beyond.  The mirror was two-way, and as the girls
began to disrobe, Prinz did the same thing in the privacy of his
darkened bedroom.
     Sitting on the broad velvet bench at the foot of the bed,
Prinz stroked his growing prick as he watched the girls remove
their clothing.  Polly was the first to divest herself of jeans and
shirt, and he smiled as she rubbed her full tits, then turned to
her companion.  Renee stepped out of her jeans to display a tiny
waist above unusually broad hips.  The dark-red pubic thatch stood
out in sharp contrast to her white thighs and belly.  She, too,
rubbed her tits as Polly glanced at her and stooped to adjust the
water as it filled the deep tub.
     Prinz watched in fascination as the two girls explored the
bathroom; it excited him to know that he could watch their every
move, their every private gesture without their knowledge.  He
stroked his prick as Polly turned and looked at her naked body in
the full mirror through which he was watching.  A thrill went
through him as she ran her hands from her breasts to her stomach,
then spread the lips of her pussy to stroke it gently.
     Behind her, Renee watched the image in the mirror, then she
too began caressing her own body in the mirror.  "I'm going to fuck
you both!" Prinz said slowly as he watched the girls through the
mirror.
     Smiling, Polly turned to her companion, reached out to touch
her breast with familiarity, then climbed into the tub.  Renee
followed, and as the two girls lowered their lovely young bodies
into the steaming water, Prinz stood and pressed the button that
lowered the screen over the two-way mirror.  He slipped into a
short robe, then went to the bar.
     Bearing a tray with three drinks on it, he knocked softly on
the door of the bath.  Polly called out for him to enter, and as he
did, he felt the warmth of the room come to him.
     "I hope you don't mind the invasion of your privacy, ladies
..." he excused, "but I thought perhaps you'd like another drink."
     Polly smiled nervously to her companion, shrugged and looked
up as Prinz set the tray beside the sunken tub.  "Why not ... ah,
you wouldn't want to join us, would you, Doc?"
     "As a matter of fact," he replied, "The thought had crossed my
mind." He lifted the glass to his lips and sipped the heady liquor
as Renee looked up at him.  "However, I wouldn't want to spoil your
bath ... you two go ahead ... and if you don't mind, I'll just
watch."
     Polly seemed to understand and as Prinz seated himself in a
low chair near the tub, she set her drink aside and picked up the
soap with a large sponge.  "Turn around, Renee ..." she told her
companion.  The red-haired girl turned, and sitting with her back
to her friend, she allowed her to soap her neck and shoulders.
Polly glanced at Prinz from time to time, then she smiled nervously
as she reached around to soap the other girl's full tits.
     Prinz watched with growing excitement as he saw the girl's
hands massaging the other's wet tits.  He felt his prick jerk then
as Polly let her right hand dip beneath the surface of the water
and move between the girl's legs.  Rene's face burned brightly at
the other girl's touch, but she made no move to stop her.
     "Why don't you face her, Renee?" Prinz suggested, then told
Polly, "You can bathe each other better that way."
     Polly smiled in excitement as Renee turned around.  Kneeling
and facing each other, the girls began washing and exploring each
other's bodies as the psychiatrist looked on.  "Between her legs,
Renee ..." he said softly and loosened the tie of his robe to let
it fall open.
     Renee reached down hesitantly as her friend placed her hands
on her soapy tits.  She felt the thick pubic bush, and as Polly
moaned lowly, she ran her fingers through the heavy mat of hair to
touch her soft pussy lips.
     "That's it ... touch her there," Prinz said as he leaned
forward, his hand wrapped about the base of his thick prick.
     "Ummmm, yes ..." Polly said as Rene's fingers eased between
the thick folds of flesh of her cunt.  Suddenly, Polly's hands left
Renee's tits and she pulled the smaller girl to her in a passionate
embrace.  Her mouth closed over the girl's and she held her tightly
as she struggled.
     "I ... I've never done anything like this, Polly!" Renee cried
as their lips parted.
     "Come on, there's nothing to be afraid of," Polly assured her
as she ran her hands over the girl's soapy body.
     The red-haired girl glanced toward Prinz and her face burned
brightly as she saw him stroking his huge prick obscenely.  "I ...
I don't want to--" she protested in a small voice.
     Polly lifted her face and kissed her softly as the girl tried
to pull away from her, then she ran her hand between the girl's
legs and began stroking her pussy.  Squirming in her friend's arms,
the girl sobbed her protest, but as Polly's fingers aroused her,
she began breathing heavily.  Prinz smiled as the girl submitted
and returned the other girl's kiss.
     Polly lifted herself onto the edge of the tub and spread her
legs.  She still held Renee's face in her hands and she told her,
"Kiss it for me, Renee ... just like you said Jack kissed your
pussy."
     "No!" the girl cried and tried to pull away.  "Please ... not
... not with him watching," she added and glanced toward Prinz.
     Nodding understanding, Prinz stood and dimmed the lights even
further, then he slipped out of his robe and entered the tub with
the two girls.  He approached Renee's broad ass as the girl leaned
forward whimpering lowly.  Placing his hands on her soft hips, he
urged her, "Go ahead ... pleasure your friend, Renee ... there's
nothing wrong with it.  Two women sharing love can be an exquisite
experience."
     Renee felt his hands on her body and she shuddered lightly as
Polly urged her head lower.  Spreading her legs widely, Polly eased
forward and pulled Renee's face close to her crotch.  "Come on ...
you're always talking about how good it is ... I know you want to
eat my pussy ... go ahead!"
     Renee whimpered.  again as she felt Prinz run his hand over
her broad ass cheeks and dip between her legs to touch her exposed
cuntal area.  She sobbed her reluctance, then she leaned forward to
brush Polly's pussy with her lips.
     "Yes!  Eat my cunt!  Suck my pussy ... come on, Renee ... do
me!" Polly cried out frantically.
     Holding onto the girl's hips, Prinz watched as she lowered her
head then and began lapping the other girl's cunt.  Polly's sighs
came to him as he moved his body against Renee's and felt his wet
prick slide between her legs.  As the head of his prick nudged her
pussy, he reached around to cup her full breasts just beneath the
surface of the hot water.  She gasped lowly as she realized what he
wanted to do, but she offered no resistance as Polly talked to her.
     "Oh, God, yess ... suck it, honey ... that is so fucking good!
At the top ... my clit ... lick my clit ... ohhhh, God, you're
gonna make me come!" she wailed.
     Moving against her slowly, Prinz felt the full warmth of the
girl's full ass press against his belly.  Easing his prick into her
clasping cunt, he felt her tense momentarily.  He glanced up to see
Polly with her teeth bared and her legs thrown up over Renee's
shoulders.
     "Fuck her!" Polly gasped, "Stick your prick in her cunt and
fuck her!" she shouted obscenely.
     Prinz straightened and took hold of the girl's hips as he
began to stroke in and out of her wet cunt.  It was tight and warm
and soft, and as he pulled out slowly, he heard the girl groaning.
Quickly he thrust in deeply and Renee gasped as he buried his prick
in her hot cunt.
     "Ughhnnn ... yes ..." she said as she lifted her face from
Polly's pussy.  "Yes fuck me ... oh, God, FUCK MEEEEE!"
     Prinz felt his own orgasm nearing, but he was not quite ready
to expend himself.  With another deep thrust that left Renee
panting, he pulled his prick out of her cunt and lifted her to her
feet.
     "Eat her pussy!" he commanded and moved the girl toward Polly.
Without hesitation, Polly reached out and spread the girl's legs,
then she sank to her knees in the warm water to bury her face
between the girl's thighs.
     "Ohhhh ... Ohhhh ... yessss!" Renee cried as she felt Polly's
mouth close over her seething cunt.  "Ummmmnnn, yes ... Oh ... Oh
... OHHHHH!" and her body shuddered violently as Polly brought her
to a shattering climax.
     Pressed against her shaking body, Prinz slid his throbbing
prick between the cheeks of her ass, then he reached around to pull
Polly's head further between her friend's legs.  Immediately she
sensed what he wanted and he felt the pulsing head of his prick
enveloped by the warmth of her mouth.  As her tongue played along
the sensitive underside of his cock, Prinz moved his hands up the
other girl's body and cupped her full tits.  Massaging them, he
whispered to her, "Have you ever felt a man's prick in your
asshole, Renee?"
     "Uh, uh ... no it would hurt--" she replied and tensed
slightly.
     "Only if a man is not careful, darling ... let me put my prick
in your lovely ass ... you have the most beautiful ass I've ever
seen," he told her and kissed the nape of her neck as Polly sucked
the head of his prick.
     "N ... no, please don't make me do that ... it'll hurt," she
pleaded with him.
     Reaching around, Prinz lifted Polly's head and gestured with
his own.  The three of them climbed from the tub and Prinz had
Renee lie on her back atop a large, soft towel.  Next, he reached
for a large container of scented oil and Polly got the message.
Between them, they oiled every inch of the red-haired girl's body,
and by the time they had finished, she was panting with passion.
     Prinz lowered his head between her widespread thighs as Polly
kissed her laviciously and played with her tits.  The moment his
mouth came in contact with her puffed pussy lips, the girl
shuddered and orgasmed.  Continuing his tongue-fucking of her
pussy, he slipped a cushion beneath her hips so that they were
elevated slightly, then he raised his wet face and nodded to Polly.
The girl raised up, then positioned herself over Renee's face.  She
lowered her hips down and Renee's arms snaked around her waist to
take hold of her full ass.
     "Yes ... eat my pussy, honey ..." Polly told her as she leaned
forward and licked her lips as Prinz moved between the girl's legs.
She watched as Prinz oiled his massive cock, then guided the head
toward that puckered orifice below Renee's pussy.  She reached down
and stroked him gently as the girl ate her pussy and she rubbed the
head of his prick over the other girl's asshole.
     Shoving forward slowly, Prinz watched the girl's anal ring
stretch as his distended prick head slid into her asshole.  Renee
stiffened instinctively as her body was violated.  She let out a
muffled cry, but as Prinz eased his prick in slowly, Polly lowered
her head and began lapping the girl's cunt.
     Halfway in, Prinz paused and let the girl adjust to the size
of his prick.  And as he sat there on his knees, he felt her
muscles relax and he sensed a slight movement of her broad ass as
Polly licked her cunt laviciously.
     Lifting her face, Polly raised her head to lick the base of
his prick, then she told him, "Fuck her!  Fuck her in the ass!" and
she resumed her cuntsucking as Prinz thrust forward with his hips.
     Slowly, he eased his throbbing prick in and out of the girl's
clasping asshole.  Slowly, she began to respond to the anal fucking
as her friend lapped her cunt and ground her own lewdly into her
face.  He watched as he withdrew his prick and he saw the pink
flesh pulled back as it was wrapped about his thick prick.  He
heard Renee whimpering then as he slid his cock back into the
depths of her body and Polly cried-out as Renee's mouth brought her
to orgasm.
     Feeling his own juices close to the point of no return, Prinz
began a furious in-and-out movement.  As he did, Renee responded by
throwing up her legs and wrapping them about his waist.  "Ughhhhnnn
... uh, huh ... fuck me!" she cried out.  "Fuck my ass!  Fuck me in
my asshole!" she wailed.
     Lifting her head, Polly's eyes were glazed with passion as she
rotated her hips over the girl's head.  She was panting loudly, and
as Prinz thrust forward with his hips, her head touched his belly
and she began licking him wetly.
     Looking down at the girl, Prinz realized what he wanted to do.
He placed both hands on her head and forced her down to Renee's
cunt again, then he pulled his throbbing prick out of the girl's
asshole as the first wave of orgasm washed over his shaking body.
His prick erupted and sent a great glob of sticky white come
splashing onto Polly's face.  Frantically, she opened her mouth as
his prick jerked again and shot yet another glob onto her lips and
tongue.  Licking out, Polly managed to catch the next few spurts on
her tongue, then a glob bit her chin and ran to the widespread
cleft of Renee's pussy.
     Prinz held tight to the girl's head as he shot his load into
her face.  Beneath him, Renee squirmed and cried out as his prick
jerked time and time again and Polly licked the dripping come from
her lips to swallow it.
     Finally, the wave had passed, and Prinz folded weakly beside
the two girls as they both fought to regain their breath.  His hand
lay on Renee's stomach and he could feel her heavy pulse as Polly
groaned and stretched out beside her.
     "That ... that was some kinda bath!" Polly said and sighed
deeply.
     Prinz drew his breath and lifted himself to one elbow.
"Perhaps we should all take a real bath, then we'll have that bite
to eat I promised." As he spoke, he reached out and cupped Renee's
full tit and squeezed it lightly.  "How about that?"
     Blushing, the girl sat up and glanced at her friend.  She
shook her head slowly, then said, "Golly ... I never ... I mean, I
never made it like that!"
     Both Polly and Prinz laughed lightly and helped the girl back
into the bath.  As each of them finished bathing, Prinz helped them
towel dry and he could not help but think about Rebecca and Mandy
Golden ... and wonder how mother and daughter had enjoyed their
sauna bath.

*     *     *

     Across town, the Goldens had just come from the darkened sauna
and walked hand in hand into the house.  The three of them paused
in the master bedroom and Paul gathered his two lovely women into
his arms.  Becky pressed her head against his chest as he lifted
Mandy's face and kissed her softly on the lips.  As he did, his
daughter closed her hand around his growing prick, and she pressed
her body to his as she felt her mother's hand close over hers.  The
thought that they both possessed the same man sent Mandy's head
reeling, and the thrill of possessing her mother's lovely body was
no less thrilling to her.
     "Ah ... why don't you two shower while I mix us all a drink
... then we can take up where we left off?"
     "What your father is saying," Rebecca remarked, "is that he
needs a little time to gather his strength," and she laughed
lightly as she pulled away from him.
     Taking Mandy's hand in hers, she led her into the bathroom.
The sharp spray of the shower coursed over their bodies as Rebecca
reached for the soap and lathered her own body.  Mandy stood beside
her and reached out to run her hands over her mother's body.  "Let
me do it for you ..." she said huskily.
     Rebecca thrilled as her daughter soaped her body and caressed
it intimately.  She felt a low thrill go through her as Mandy ran
her hands from her tits to her belly, then lower to probe between
her legs.  "God, I've wanted to do this with you for so long!"
Rebecca confessed as she turned to face Mandy.
     "Just like you do with Helga, Momma?"
     Rebecca felt her face color brightly as Mandy mentioned the
woman's name.  She cast her eyes downward, then said lowly, "I ...
I saw you with her last week, Mandy ... in your bedroom."
     "You should have joined us."
     "And with Beverly in the sauna," Rebecca said lowly.
     Mandy giggled.  "My, you have been busy peeping, haven't you?"
     Rebecca laughed with her daughter as she slipped her arms
about her waist and pulled her close.  As their lips met in a soft
sensual kiss, Rebecca moved her hand between her daughter's legs
and she stroked her pussy lightly.
     "Ummn ... that's good, Mommy ... a little higher up," she said
breathlessly.
     Rebecca found her daughter's clit and she kissed her again as
she heard the door of the bath open, then close again.  "Hey, you
two ... don't start without me!" Paul said as he opened the shower
door and stepped in with his wife and daughter.
     Mandy laughed and reached for the soap.  She lathered her
hands vigorously as Paul kissed her, then she reached for his wet
prick.
     "Jesus!  You'll make me come in your hands, sweetheart!"
     "Do, Daddy ... let me jack you off!" she begged and pressed
her body against his as she moved her soapy hands over his
throbbing prick.
     "Waste not, want not!" her mother said and slipped between
them.  Paul laughed and he kissed his wife as Mandy tried to reach
his prick again.
     "Come on, both of you ... I want to get you into a nice
comfortable bed!" he insisted as he lifted his face to the water
and rinsed the dried sweat from his brow, "You can jack me off some
other time, Princess."
     When they had dried, mother, father, and daughter went into
the master bedroom; Paul had three tall drinks awaiting them and he
had lighted the candles on the dresser.  The flickering light was
reflected in the long mirror and the room seemed warm, secure, and
exotic as he lay back on the bed and looked at his wife and
daughter standing naked before him.
     "There's something I've always wanted to see," Paul said as he
propped himself up on two pillows.
     Rebecca looked at her husband, then glanced at her daughter.
"And what might that be?" she asked.
     He looked at her, then directed his gaze to Mandy.  "I'd like
to see Mandy make love to you ... like she was doing in the sauna."
     Mandy smiled and turned to her mother.  Slowly, she began
caressing her body with gentle, fleeting touches.  She pressed her
own body close to Rebecca's as she stood behind her and reached
around to cup her tits fully.
     Paul watched in fascination as his daughter moved her hands
from Rebecca's tits to her belly, then gently began to stroke the
dark pubic bush between her legs.  He could see the reflection of
his daughter's back in the mirror as she moved her hands to
Rebecca's pussy.  The image excited him as he glanced from his
wife's naked body to that of his daughter in the mirror.
     Rebecca looked at her husband as he began stroking his growing
cock, and she moaned lowly as Mandy's fingers parted the hair-
fringed lips of her pussy and began stroking her clit.
     Mandy sensed her mother's arousal and she began kissing and
licking along the nape of her neck.  Slowly, she moved around to
face her mother, then she dipped her head to kiss one tit and then
the other.  Mandy kneeled, and as she did, she kissed her way down
to that dark thatch of hair that covered her mother's pussy.  How
often she had dreamed about doing this very thing, but the dream
had been nowhere as exciting as the reality with her own beloved
father watching.  She turned her head and glanced toward the bed;
Paul lay playing with his gigantic hard-on, and she could tell by
the expression on his face that he was highly excited by watching
the two of them in their sex play.
     Mandy dipped her head and kissed the pouting lips of her
mother's pussy.  Rebecca moaned lowly and took hold of the girl's
head as she spread her legs.
     "Ummmnn, yes, baby ... lick it ... let me feel your tongue in
my cunt ... eat my pussy ... suck my clit ... oh, Jesus!  What a
beautiful mouth you have!"
     Mandy was excited by her mother's words and she ran her hands
up the backs of her legs to cup her ass cheeks as she tongued her
wet pussy.  Above her, Rebecca began swaying her hips and grinding
her body into her daughter's mouth as her husband looked on in
total fascination.
     "Make her come, Mandy ... suck her till she comes!" Paul told
his daughter as his throbbing prick jerked in his hand.
     Mandy renewed her attack on her mother's clit and she licked
her furiously as she heard her cry out again.
     "Ughhhhhnnn ... uh, huh!  Now, baby ... lick me ... I'm coming
... God, don't stop now ... yesssss ... now ... NOWWWWWW!" And
Rebecca felt her knees go weak as the first wave of orgasm washed
over her hunching body.  She held Mandy's head tightly as she
shuddered and the breath was driven from her lungs.  "Uhhhhnnn ...
Ohhhhh, oh, God ..." she sobbed.
     Paul could not contain himself.  He leaped from the bed, his
stiff prick protruding before him, and he grabbed his wife to kiss
her passionately as she shuddered violently.  Crushing her tit in
one hand, he rubbed his body against hers and he felt Mandy's hand
close around his throbbing prick.
     When he looked down, he saw his daughter's mouth ovaled
obscenely about his cock, and he shivered as she took nearly his
full length into her throat.
     "Ummm, wait, baby ..." he told her and lifted her to her feet.
"Let's use the bed!"
     Lying flat on his back, Paul positioned his wife over his
pulsing prick.  She lowered herself down to engulf him, and as she
settled low on her knees, Mandy climbed over his shoulders to sit
on his face.  They faced each other then, and Mandy reached for her
mother's tits as her father began licking the entire length of her
cuntal area.  As his tongue pushed upward and found her turgid
clit, the girl shuddered and pressed her hips down and she cried
out.
     "Oh, Daddy!  God, eat my pussy ... good, so good ... lick my
cunt, stick your tongue in my asshole ... lick me, Daddy ... I'm
gonna come!"
     As Rebecca slid up and down on her husband's stiff cock, she
was fascinated as she looked down and saw his chin protruding from
beneath Mandy's cunt.  She saw him lick up, then back, as his arms
went about her thighs and her daughter groaned loudly.
     "Fuck!" Rebecca wailed as she plunged down on his throbbing
cock.  She felt herself coming again and she gasped for breath as
Mandy moved one hand from her tit to ease a finger into her cock-
filled cunt.  She squirmed as her daughter fingerfucked her lewdly
while her husband's prick slid in and out of her sopping pussy.
She sobbed as an other orgasm came to her and she heard her
daughter's catlike cry as she too orgasmed to her father's sucking
mouth.
     Paul felt himself coming and he lifted his hips from the bed
as Rebecca sat on him and drove his prick deep into her cunt.  His
face was washed with Mandy's hot juices and he tongued her
furiously as he felt himself explode.  Gasping for breath, he held
tightly to his daughter's bucking body as he felt her hand wrap
itself about his prick and pull it from Rebecca's spasming cunt.
     Rebecca looked on unable to move as Mandy pulled her father's
prick out and dropped her head to drink in his hot spurts of white,
sticky come.  Slick with her own juices, Rebecca moaned as Mandy's
finger rubbed her clit and finished her off.  She watched as Mandy
licked the length of her father's prick and caught the last weak
spurt of come as it jerked forth.
     "Oh, God," Rebecca sobbed, "Nuff ... enough ... I can't take
any more!" and she fell backwards to lie between Paul's
outstretched legs.
     Paul reamed Mandy's asshole with his tongue as she fell
forward to suck him to completion.  Waves of sensuous pleasure
washed over his body as his daughter sucked and licked his jerking
prick.  He felt her swallow time and time again, and, finally, she
sighed and rolled off him.
     "Christ!" he exclaimed, "I may need to get a houseboy to take
up my slack, the way you two fuck and suck!"
     Turning on the bed, Mandy kissed her father gently and took
hold of his wilting prick as she whispered, "Don't play out on us
yet, Daddy ... we haven't even told you about Helga and Beverly
..."
     Paul moaned, and he heard his wife laugh as she moved up
beside him.  "That's right ... Mandy and I would like to have a
party sometime soon ... think you could handle it?"
     "Not by myself, that's for sure!" he replied firmly.
     "Hey ... we could invite Doctor Prinz!" Mandy suggested.
     "My psychiatrist?" Rebecca questioned.
     "Why not ... after all, he's responsible for this ... in a
roundabout sort of way," Mandy confessed.  "Besides, I know that
Beverly's mother would be open to a little party ... Bev says that
she and her mom have been making it since she was thirteen."
     Paul perked up at the prospect of having another mother-and-
daughter combination at his sexual disposal, and he asked, "Isn't
Beverly's mother that luscious redhead we met at school last year,
Becky?"
     "Yes ... her name's Glenda she's a divorcee."
     "Glenda ..." Paul mused, "I wonder if she's a natural
redhead?"
     Mother and daughter laughed and tickled him playfully, then
Rebecca questioned, "I wonder if Doctor Prinz would be interested
... after all, he's quite liberal."
     "Liberal enough for a little incest party?" Paul asked.
     "I think so," Mandy returned.  "I mean, it wouldn't be like he
was making it with one of his family ..."
     And at that very moment, Prinz lay back on his huge water bed
as the two girls gave him a cat bath, licking and sucking him from
head to toe.  He sighed as Renee turned her lovely face to his and
kissed him sensually on the mouth.  How much she looks like Glenda,
he thought abstractedly as the pretty red-haired girl lifted her
face and smiled down at him.
     "Sit on my face, dear," he told her as he felt Polly spread
his legs to lick the base of his prick and his balls.  Obediently,
Renee climbed up and lowered her wet cunt down to his waiting
mouth.  The moment his tongue touched her clit, she gasped and
orgasmed.  His hands moved up her body to cup her swaying tits as
she cried out, and he too gasped as Polly took the length of his
prick into her mouth.
     Finally, the three of them fell in a gasping pile across the
swaying surface of the water bed.  Prinz sat up and gazed down at
the two exhausted girls; he was fully spent, and he found himself
filled with gratitude to the two pretty teenagers.  The thought of
spending the evening alone had not appealed to him after the hour
spent thinking about his sister and his mother.
     And Prinz knew the source of his sexual problems stemmed from
the lack of closure with his long-lost sister.  Could he but see
her once again--sex aside--he knew the things he did with his
female patients would not be necessary.  His maladjustment would be
a thing of the past, and he would be able to live a fruitful life--
of this he was sure.
     Still, the idea of being able to have sex when and with whom
he chose held a certain allure.  He had been satisfied for some
time with his receptionist, Karen, yet he knew it was terribly
unfair to that young woman ... to have, but to have not.  Perhaps
he should hire a private agency to try to locate Glenda ...
     And as the thought pressed itself into his mind, he wondered
what she would look like after so many years.  And another thought
came to him ... do I really want to know?  It was a dilemma he had
faced for too many years, and as he lay there with the two
voluptuous sex kittens, he pondered the question.
     Rolling to one side, Prinz found his erection had returned
with the thoughts of his sister.  He found Renee's broad hips
comforting as he moved against her spoon-fashion and eased his
throbbing prick into her wet cunt from behind.
     "Ohhhh, God, not again!" she moaned and stretched out as Polly
moved up to hold her in her arms.
     "Yes, dear ... just one more time," Prinz insisted as Polly
kissed the girl and held her for him.  He hunched forward with his
hips to bury his prick deeply in her cunt, and he thrilled at the
warmth of her young body.  As he moved against her, she began to
move back.  Ever so slowly at first, then, as Polly lowered her
head to lick and suck the nipples of her firm tits, Renee moaned
and shoved back against the prick in her aching cunt.
     Closing his eyes, Prinz envisioned his sister lying in his
arms as he fucked the pretty teenager.  He envisioned, too, his
mother lying there sucking Glenda's tits while he fucked her
obscenely from behind.
     "Oh, yesss ..." Renee sobbed, "Fuck me ... God, fuck me deep!"
     And Prinz thrust more deeply as the girl arched to him.
Reaching around her full body, he took hold of her tits and felt
Polly's tongue play along his fingers as he massaged the soft
flesh.  Slowly, a rhythm set up, and he felt himself rising as the
girl pressed her ass against his body and the other girl caressed
her body from the front.
     As he felt his prick jerk and spew forth its load of hot come,
he cried out, and the sound was more like a plea than an
exclamation of passion.
     "Oh, Glenda ... yessss!  Yes, my darling Glenda!" he wailed as
his prick throbbed in the depths of Renee's clasping cunt.

                             Chapter 7

     "Delightful, Mandy ..." Prinz said and glanced at his watch.
The girl's voice droned incessantly and Prinz smiled as her
childlike excitement came to him over the phone.
     "And we were wondering, Doctor ... would you like to join us
this weekend?"
     Prinz felt a rush of excitement, but he suppressed it as he
reminded himself that business and pleasure should only be
conducted in one's offices--in private.  "I ... I'm afraid that
wouldn't be possible, dear," he told her in an apologetic tone.
"It really wouldn't be ethical."
     Mandy laughed lightly.  "Come on, Doc!  We're counting on you-
-besides, Beverly and her mother are going to be here ..." she
paused, then added.  "I didn't tell you, but Bev and her mother ...
ah, well ... they make it too."
     Prinz thought about it momentarily--the idea of two incestuous
groups together at the same time stirred his excitement.  Still, he
did not like the idea of not being in control.  Then, a solution
came to him.  "Ah, listen, dear ... perhaps it might be possible.
Do you think your parents--and your friends, of course--might like
to come to my place for the weekend?  There's more than ample
room."
     Mandy was silent for a long moment, then she replied, "Let me
talk to my mom ... ah, do you think you could have your
receptionist there, too?" she asked, recalling her brief interlude
in his office.
     "That, I can't guarantee, Mandy ... we really don't need
another female ... what we need is another man ..." and
immediately, he thought of Mark.  "Ah, but perhaps there will be
other guests."
     "I'll give you a call later," Mandy told him, "And Doc ...
thanks ... it was so beautiful."
     Prinz sat back and considered the ramifications of joining in
group sex with one of his patient's family.  The implications were
clear to him, but actually, Rebecca Golden had worked her way
through most of her problems, and it was obvious that whatever
problems her daughter had would work themselves out.  He was a
staunch believer in the theory that most neurosis stemmed from
repression and suppression-and that once the cause was exposed, the
effect was balanced as a result.
     "It will be interesting," he mused aloud and buzzed for Karen.
     When the voluptuous blonde entered his office, Prinz took
stock of her.  She had been with him for nearly two years now, and
he felt it was time that he shared with her some of his
observations concerning her own sexual attitudes.
     "Sit down, my dear ..." he told her and gestured to the deep
chair beside the desk.
     "Ah, you have Mrs. Powers scheduled in less than an hour," she
reminded him.
     Prinz nodded.  "Yes, I know--that's why I wanted to talk to
you now." He folded his hands and leaned forward a bit.  "How have
you felt the past few weeks, Karen?"
     The young woman dropped her eyes as her face colored.  She had
been waiting for the opportunity to share with him the unusual
experience of the man in the motel.  "I ... that is, there's
something I've been meaning to discuss with you," she said
nervously.
     "Then by all means, do," he told her.
     "Well ... it's a little embarrassing, Doctor Prinz ... I mean,
it's not the same as relating to you under hypnosis ... could we--I
mean could you ..." she questioned hopefully.
     "Not today, Karen.  I feel it's time you faced things in the
light of day ... go on, please."
     Looking down at her hands, Karen began, "Well ... the other
evening, I was home alone ... I had a tremendous desire for sex
..."  Her voice faltered and she glanced up.
     "That's quite natural, Karen," Prinz told her.
     "But what I did wasn't natural, Doctor!" she protested.
     Smiling, he told her, "Let me be the judge of what's natural
and what isn't, my dear."
     "But ... but I went to a bar where I'd never been ... and I
picked up the first man I met!" she exclaimed and colored brightly.
     "Go on."
     "We went to a motel and we ... we had sex."
     "Did you enjoy it?" he asked, leaning forward.
     Nodding her head slightly, Karen looked up then and told him,
"I did ... and the strangest thing happened ... while we were ...
were ..."
     "Fucking ..." Prinz supplied the word for her.
     Karen blushed deeply and continued, "While we were doing it, I
had the overpowering desire to be spanked."
     Prinz looked at her for a long moment as she paused, then he
asked, "Did you feel as though you had to be punished for having
natural desires, Karen?"
     "I ... I don't know ... but that's not all, Doctor ... these
dreams, you see ... I've been having these strange dreams," she
told him.
     "Tell me about them, Karen ..."
     "I don't know if I can ... they're so horrid ... so
perverted."
     "All right ... let's examine it.  You say you went to a bar
and picked up a man.  You fulfilled a natural urge by fucking."  He
smiled as he saw her wince.  "Come now, surely you've heard the
term used before ... it's just a word.  And you say you had a
desire to be spanked.  Actually, with your background, I'd say the
entire thing is quite natural."  Standing, Prinz walked around
behind her chair and stood with his hand on her shoulder.  "You've
told me quite a lot through hypnosis, Karen--I fully understand
your sexual inhibitions." He felt her tense and he patted her
shoulder.
     "Wha ... what have I told you, Doctor Prinz?" she asked
apprehensively.
     "Well, you were quite explicit when you outlined having sex
with your uncle Robert ... and your aunt Julia," he told her and
waited for her reaction.
     "I ... I told you about that?" she asked incredulously.
     "Yes.  And since that tender age, you've managed to suppress
your sexual desires.  Incest is quite common, Karen, I assure you.
Why, I had a sister named Glenda with whom I enjoyed sex for over a
year--and believe me, if the opportunity arose, I would have sex
with her again."
     "Doctor Prinz!" the pretty blonde exclaimed.
     "Don't be so shocked, my dear--I fully understand what has
kept you from enjoying a normal sex life these past few years.
Guilt that has grown beyond all normal proportions ... nothing
more.  And it is guilt founded upon childhood misunderstandings of
sex." As he talked, he pulled down the zipper of his trousers and
told her, "Close your eyes, Karen--let's try a little experiment."
     The woman did as she was bidden, and Prinz moved around in
front of her, his bulging prick standing out from his open fly.  He
took hold of her hand and held it for a moment, then he told her,
"Keep your eyes closed, Karen and describe for me what you feel ...
will you do that?"
     "Yes," she answered in a small voice.
     Slowly, he lifted her hand and wrapped it about his throbbing
erection.  Karen stiffened and tried to draw her hand back, but he
held it firmly in place.  "What do you feel, Karen?"
     "Oh ... it ... it's your ..."
     "My what?"
     "Your penis," she said and her face colored deeply.
     "It is my prick ... how does it feel to hold a male
reproductive organ in your hand?"
     "F ... feel?"
     "Yes, how does it make you feel?"
     She swallowed thickly, then licked her lips.  "Ah ... strange
... but it makes me feel ... ah ... excited, somehow."
     "Very good, Karen ... open your eyes now and see that there is
nothing evil about it, nothing forbidding; there is nothing unusual
about it--every man has one."
     Karen's eyelids flickered, then her eyes grew wide as she
looked upon his pulsing prick.  Slowly, she began to manipulate it,
and as he moved his hand away, she reached up and took hold of it
with both hands.
     "You see--it can be a very nice thing to play with ... how do
you feel now?"
     "I ... I feel aroused."
     "Kiss it, Karen," he said firmly.
     Thoughts of her uncle filled her head and she remembered being
forced to take his huge prick in her mouth as her aunt licked her
between the legs--and she remembered the thick white come as it
spurted into her mouth to choke her.  She swallowed again, then
leaned forward slightly and brushed the head of his prick with her
lips.
     "Excellent, Karen," he told her and pulled away to tuck his
penis into his trousers.  "You're making excellent progress.  When
Mrs. Powers comes in, I'd like for you to assist me.  She has a
father fixation and it's making her life quite uncomfortable."
     Still blushing, Karen looked up at him and shook her head.
"You ... you want me to assist you?"
     "Yes ... we'll deal with your inhibitions at the same time,
Karen ... that is, if you're willing."
     "I'll try," she told him.
     "Fine.  Now, see to your desk and let me know the moment Mrs.
Powers comes in."
     Karen left the inner office without speaking.  Prinz poured
himself a liberal amount of brandy.  He thought about Karen and her
progress over the past few months.  He knew that had he tried to
explore her feelings too soon, she would have been unable to cope
with them.  So deep-seated were her fears of sex, and so tangled
were they with childhood guilt, she might have been driven into
deep psychosis had it not been for the occasional sexual releases
through hypnosis.
     A short time later, Karen buzzed and Prinz stood to greet
Denise Powers as she entered his office.  "Well, Denise ... good to
see you today."
     The woman avoided his eyes and went directly to the couch.  As
she sat stiffly, Prinz crossed the room and questioned, "Is there
something wrong, Denise?"
     Nodding without looking up at him, she said, "Yes ... my
husband ... he ... he wants us to join a swap club."
     "I see.  And you find that undesirable."
     "Well ... yes.  I mean, I'm just getting over some of my
sexual hang-ups with him ... now he wants me to ... to have sex
with other men."
     "Do you find the thought distasteful?"
     "Well of course--what would you think of your wife if she
willingly consented to such an arrangement?"
     "Perhaps I would think she loved me very much--or that she
too, enjoyed more than the simplistic sexual aspects of wedded
life."
     "You ... you mean you wouldn't think she was cheap?"
     "No, I'm afraid I wouldn't, Denise.  But examine your own
feelings--are you afraid of what he might think if you consented?"
     Nodding her head, she whispered, "Yes."
     "And you don't find the idea distasteful at all, then."
     "No ..." she confessed.
     "Are you drowsy, Denise?" he questioned and watched her eyes
glaze as she replied.
     "I ... I'm sleepy, Father ..." and she sagged back on the
couch.
     Again, Prinz was reminded of his sister Glenda as he looked
down on the lovely red-haired woman.  Her body was trim and full at
the same time, and he fought the desire to rip her clothing from
her body.  He reached out and touched her brow as he told her,
"Sleep deeply, my beauty ... sleep deeply."
     Crossing the room to the outer door, Prinz opened it and
beckoned to Karen.  "Lock the door, Karen, then join us."
     In a few moments, a nervous Karen entered the room and closed
the door softly behind her.  She looked toward the woman lying on
the couch, then she turned a questioning gaze to Prinz.
     He took hold of her hand and led her to the couch.  "Observe,
Karen ... Denise had sex with her father when she was in her teens.
It has affected her adult sex life to the degree that she still
feels a great deal of guilt, even when she has sex with her
husband.  She has worked through some of her fears, but not
completely ..." he smiled and squeezed her hand, "Just as you have,
my dear."
     "Denise ..." he called softly.
     The woman on the couch fluttered her eyelids and turned her
head in the direction of his voice.  "Yes, Father?"
     "What would you like to do this afternoon, darling?"
     Denise looked towards Karen and questioned, "What do you mean,
Father?"
     Sensing the resistance, Prinz smiled and told her, "Your
mother knows, Denise ... it's all right, she doesn't mind."
     The woman looked at Karen with a puzzled expression on her
face and she asked, "You ... you don't mind, Mommy?"
     Karen looked at Prinz, who smiled and urged her to answer.
Finally, she shook her head and said softly, "No ... I don't mind."
     "Well ... I'd really like to do what we always do when Mommy's
not home."
     Smiling, Prinz told the woman, "Fine ... then would you like
to take off your clothing, Denise?"
     Without hesitation, the woman kicked off her high-heeled pumps
and stood up, a look of childlike rapture on her lovely face.
Karen stood in shock as the woman slipped out of her vest, laid it
aside, then began unbuttoning her sheer blouse.  As she opened it
to display a pair of beautiful tits, she smiled impishly and
unfastened her skirt.  As it fell to her feet, she glanced at Prinz
and asked, "Aren't you going to take off your clothes too, Daddy?"
     "Humor her ..." Prinz told Karen and pulled off his jacket.
     Karen watched in fascination as both Prinz and the woman
removed all of their clothing, then Denise looked up and
questioned, "Mommy ... won't you take off your clothes too?"
     Karen's face flushed brightly as she averted her eyes from the
doctor's naked body.  She felt an unusual stirring inside her and a
warmth she could not define.  Slowly, she began to disrobe, and she
felt both the woman's and Prinz's eyes on her as she removed each
successive article of clothing.  Finally, she stood naked, and she
looked up to find Prinz gazing at her appraisingly.
     "You are absolutely beautiful, Karen," he said and held out
his hand to her.  Hesitantly, she took his hand and they took
several paces to the couch where Denise Powers sat.  "What would
you like to do, Denise?" Prinz asked her softly.
     Licking her lips, Denise looked up at him, then reached for
his erect cock.  "I ... I want to suck you, Daddy," and she began
stroking the length of his prick with both her hands.
     Moving closer, Prinz smiled as he watched Karen's reaction.
Her eyes grew wide and she sucked her breath as the woman ovaled
her lips and took in the head of his prick.  Licking it
laviciously, she leaned forward and ran her hands up to hold his
balls.
     "Yes, that's good, darling ... suck my prick ... suck your
daddy off," he told her.
     Beside him, Karen looked on in disbelief as the woman took
nearly the entire length of his throbbing cock into her wide-
stretched mouth.  Prinz slipped his hand about her waist and drew
her near as he whispered, "See, she's enjoying it, Karen--all her
fears are gone and she's no longer repressing her natural desires."
     "But ... but she's hypnotized ... she doesn't know what she's
doing!"
     "In a sense, she does ... do you know how many times you've
engaged in such acts ... in your dreams?"
     Karen stiffened.  The thing she had not been able to tell him
was that she had been dreaming about things of this very nature!
     Looking at the lovely blonde, Prinz ran his hand downward from
her trim waist to cup the smooth cheek of her ass--the welts had
disappeared.  "Does this excite you, Karen--does it arouse you to
see a woman sucking a man's prick?"
     Unable to answer, Karen nodded slightly, then licked her lips.
She was drawn to watch as Denise ovaled her mouth widely and moved
her head back and forth.  Prinz's cock was wet with saliva, and as
the woman pulled off to lick the distended head, Karen felt an
involuntary shiver go through her naked body.
     "Do you remember what it was like when your aunt Julia sucked
your pussy?" Prinz asked her.
     "Ohhh ..." she moaned and felt the heat rise in her body.
     Prinz touched Denise's head and the woman looked up at him.
Without speaking, he turned her head and moved over a bit.  Her
face was only inches away from Karen's golden bush.  With his hand
on the back of the woman's head, he urged her head forward until
her lips came in contact with Karen's belly.
     "Kiss her, Denise ... lick her pussy," Prinz said softly.
     Without hesitation, Denise closed her eyes and her hand went
to the backs of Karen's thighs.  She nuzzled the blonde's belly for
a long moment, then lowered her mouth to her cunt.
     "Ummmnn ..." Karen whimpered as her hands went to the woman's
head.  "Ohhhh ... oh, my God!"
     Prinz smiled as Karen closed her eyes, threw her head back and
moaned loudly.  Hunching her hips forward, she pulled the woman's
face into her crotch and began rotating her hips slowly.  "Tell her
what to do, Karen," Prinz said thickly as he watched the woman's
tongue ease in and out of Karen's cunt.
     "Ohhh, yesss ... suck me ... lick my pussy ... God, it feels
so good!" she wailed and ground her hips into the woman's face.
     Moving behind her, Prinz eased his throbbing prick between the
voluptuous ass cheeks of the blonde.  He reached around to cup her
full breasts, and he found her nipples stiff against his palms.
     "Is it good, Karen?  Do you like to have your pussy sucked?
Tell me ... tell me how good it is!"
     "Oh, God in heaven!" she sobbed, "Good ... so good ... I can
feel your prick between my legs ... on my cunt ... her mouth ...
ohhhh ... Doctor Prinz ... I'm going to come ... God, she's making
me commmme!"
     Prinz moved his hips back and forth and felt Denise's tongue
brush the head of his prick.  The sensation of mouth and cunt at
the same time had him near the bursting point, but he held back as
Karen sobbed again, stiffened, and cried out.
     "IIIEEEEE ... UGHHHN ... OH ... OH ... OH ... OHHHHH SUCK
MEEEEE!"
     Prinz held her tightly until the wave of orgasm had passed.
Finally, Denise looked up and licked her lips as she ran her hands
between Karen's legs to take hold of Prinz's cock.  He disengaged
himself from both of them and sat Karen on the couch.
     "Did you enjoy that, Karen?" he asked softly as he ran his
hands over her smooth body.
     "Y ... yes ... God, yes!" she said emphatically.
     Nodding satisfaction, Prinz made Karen lay back, then he
lifted Denise's face and kissed her softly on the mouth.  "Would
you like to have your pussy sucked, Denise?"
     A childlike rapture crossed the woman's face and she replied,
"Yes, oh yes, Daddy!"
     "Karen ..." he said and looked at the smoldering passion in
her eyes.
     "I ... I don't know if I can," she said hesitantly, as Denise
stood and hovered over her.
     "Try ..." was all he said.
     Denise climbed onto the couch with the lovely blonde.  She
kissed her passionately as her hand moved from her full tits to her
wet pussy.  Then she twisted and lay beside Karen with one leg
cocked up, displaying her entire cuntal area.  Turning her head to
one side, Denise wrapped her arms about Karen's lower body and
hugged her to her.
     Karen felt the other woman's mouth on her pussy again, and she
chilled as she saw the dense, red bush just inches from her mouth.
She licked her lips, closed her eyes, then lowered her head and
kissed the woman's puffed pussy lips.
     "Ummmnnn ..." Denise moaned and thrust her hips forward.
     Karen found her mouth suddenly glued to the other woman's
cunt.  She thrilled as she ran her tongue over the hair-fringed
lips and felt them part for her.  Easing her tongue upward, she
found the woman's clit, and as she licked it laviciously, she felt
Denise respond to her oral caress.
     Watching the two women, Prinz held his prick tightly, and in
his mind's eye, it was not Denise Powers with her head between
Karen's shapely legs--it was his sister, Glenda.  He looked at her
voluptuous ass, and as Karen tongued her wildly, he saw her ass
cheeks pulled apart to display that tightly puckered ring of flesh
that so fascinated him.
     Laying beside Denise on the wide couch, Prinz wet his prick
head with saliva, then nudged the woman's asshole gently.  He felt
her shudder as his prick gained entry, and the first tight muscle
stretched.  He stopped to allow her time to adjust, then, as she
began writhing to Karen's oral manipulations, he thrust forward
with his hips.  He felt his prick sucked into the woman's asshole
and she cried out lowly.
     "Ohhhh ... yes, Daddy ... fuck me there ... fuck me in the
ass!"
     Karen heard her and blinked as she opened her eyes to see
Prinz's thick cock easing into the other woman's anus.  She stared
in fascination as he shoved forward and his dark pubic mat was
pressed against her full ass cheeks.  Karen moved her left hand
between the woman's thighs and took hold of the man's balls as he
fucked Denise in the ass.
     Prinz felt Karen's exploring hand on his balls and he
thrilled.  He withdrew his prick slowly and felt her fingers
touching the length of his shaft.  She was taking the initiative
finally, and he knew that with just a bit of coaxing, she would
lose her other inhibitions as well.
     Karen panted passionately as Denise sucked her pussy.  She
thrilled as the woman's body pressed against her own, and as she
touched Prinz's cock and balls, she felt the flow of energy from
her finger-tips to the base of her skull.  Never before had she
been so completely aware of a physical act, and that awareness gave
her such a feeling of freedom, she felt like crying out.
     "Ohhhh ..." Prinz moaned as Denise shoved her ass against his
belly and his prick sank into her asshole to the hilt.  He felt
himself coming and he could not hold off.  The cascade of red hair
tantalized him, and as he inhaled the fragrance of her hair, he was
carried back in time to the evening that Glenda had introduced him
to the pleasures of sodomy.
     "Ughhhnnn," Karen sobbed.  "Yeth ... God ... yeth ... thuck me
... thuck my puthhy ... ohhhh ... ohhhhOHHHHH!" she cried out, and
her body stiffened as she felt the waves of orgasm washing over her
writhing body.
     Denise too, stiffened as she climaxed.  She felt the thick
prick deep in her asshole and she shoved back against it as the
hands on her tits squeezed tightly.
     Prinz heard her childlike cry as her hips were thrust
backwards.  Her asshole clenched, then relaxed, then clenched
again.  His juices boiled from his balls, and the first throbbing
contraction left his loins like a gigantic explosion.
     "Yessss ... Yessss ... fuck ... oh, fuck ... Glenda ... oh,
Glenda ..." he sobbed lowly.
     Karen opened her eyes wide as she heard Prinz cry out.  She
knew he was coming, and she could not resist doing what she did
next.
     Prinz shuddered in ecstasy as he felt his prick pulled roughly
from Denise's asshole.  He felt it spurt once, then it was engulfed
by Karen's warm, wet mouth.  Her tongue swirled about the throbbing
head as the contractions took his breath and he felt her swallowing
his come.
     Karen opened her mouth wide, then closed it about the spurting
head of his prick.  She felt her mouth filled with the thick white
come and she shuddered as she swallowed.  Her own body quivered as
she became aware of the other woman's hot breath on her thighs, and
she pressed her body against that wonderful warmth of flesh.
     Finally, the passion had ebbed and Prinz stood up from the
couch.  He looked down at the two women lying languidly beside each
other.  Denise Powers smiled seductively and stretched as she sat
UP.
     "That is some kind of therapy, Doctor Prinz," she remarked and
smiled as the shock registered on his face.
     Karen sat up too, totally unprepared for the woman's not being
under hypnosis.
     "Denise ... Mrs. Powers ... I, that is ..." Prinz stammered.
     "God, don't apologize ... that would spoil it all.  I woke up
when you ... when you stuck your prick in my ass ... God, what I've
been missing!" she exclaimed and reached out to take hold of
Karen's full tit.  She fondled it softly, then leaned forward to
kiss her on the mouth as Prinz looked on in astonishment.
     As their lips parted, Denise looked up and asked, "Do you
suppose we could have other sessions like this ... without the
hypnosis?"
     Prinz laughed.  He could not believe his ears, for the woman
who was asking for further sexual liberties was one who had firm
sexual inhibitions that had been nearly impossible for him to reach
through normal "therapy." Moving to her, he reached down and ran a
hand up her silken thigh and touched her wet cunt.
     "You are an amazing woman, Denise," he chuckled, "But then, I
find most women amazing in their own right."
     "Then we can continue my therapy?" she asked.
     "By all means ... and at greatly reduced rates," he said as
she reached out to fondle his soft prick.
     Leaning forward, she kissed the head of it, then looked up
questioningly and asked, "Who's Glenda?"
     Prinz felt his face color, and as the warmth spread to his
loins, he told her, "Someone out of my past, dear ... some one out
of my past ..."

*     *     *

     Glenda Borden sat with her arm about her daughter Beverly.
She had listened for the better part of an hour to the girl's
arguments, and she was seriously considering the idea of a mixed
party.
     "... and you've always told me, 'if it feels good, do it,'
mother," Beverly told her again.
     Sighing, Glenda shook her head and hugged her lovely daughter.
"And you're not about to let me forget it, are you?"
     Beverly laughed.  "Mandy said this doctor is really mellow ...
he managed to get the three of them--Mandy and her mom and dad--
together without any problems at all."
     "A swinging psychiatrist ... that's all we needed," Glenda
said and laughed.  "What did you say his name was?"
     "I didn't ... Mandy told me, but I forget ... Princeton ...
Prince ... something like that."
     Glenda looked at her daughter and a rush of emotion flooded
her body.  "It ... it wouldn't be Prinz, would it?" she asked
apprehensively.
     Beverly furrowed her brow.  "Do you know him, mother?"
     "Then his name is Prinz ..." she said and felt the old
loneliness well up in her chest.
     "Yeah ... I think so ... does it matter?"
     Glenda shook her head as she looked down at the girl's lovely
sixteen-year-old body.  She recalled when she was not much older
than her daughter ... and the pain she had experienced since.  "No,
dear ... it doesn't matter ..." She shrugged helplessly, then
added, "The only thing that matters is that ... that it feels
good." And Glenda kept the stirring secret to herself.

                             Chapter 8

     Friday afternoon, Prinz left his office earlier than usual and
drove with apprehension to his beach house.  He had consented,
finally, to the suggested "party," and though he was looking
forward to observing the incestuous couplings, he still had some
reservations.  He had called Mark the day before, and the young
medical student had agreed to come, and Coco had agreed to play the
part of hostess for the weekend orgy.
     As he pulled into his drive, Prinz was relieved to find Mark
and Coco's car parked next to the garage.  When he entered the
house, he was met by Coco, smiling and radiant.
     "Hey ..." she said as she kissed him softly, "This is our
first orgy ... who are all these people Mark's been telling me
about?"
     Prinz ran his hand over her full hip and cupped her smooth ass
cheeks through the thin material of her gown.  He smiled and told
her, "Just some people who are into the same things we are, Coco
..."
     Mark called out from the kitchen, then entered with a large
box.  "I had a little trouble finding the things you wanted, Doc
..."
     Prinz looked into the box and saw the theatrical masks.  He
nodded approval and told Mark, "These will do fine, Mark ... have
we enough to go around?"
     "More than ... got a couple extra just in case ..." he said
and handed one to Prinz.
     Prinz slipped the mask over his face and looked on as Coco did
the same.  It would alleviate any apprehensions the others might
have in the beginning, for Mandy had told him that Beverly and her
mother had been a bit reluctant to come to the party.
     "I'm going to shower and change," Prinz told the couple.  "The
guests should be arriving at any time."
     "Go on," Coco told him, "I'll handle the front door."

*     *     *

     Prinz had just stepped out of the shower when he heard the
door chimes sound.  A rush of excitement filled his body as he
slipped into his robe and adjusted the theatrical mask over his
face.  He wondered idly who the first to arrive might be--probably
the Goldens, he thought as he ran a brush through his dark hair.
     Coco opened the door and stepped aside as Paul and Rebecca
Golden entered the foyer.  "My name is Coco," she said seductively
and sized up Paul.
     Paul looked at the alluring black woman in the see-through
gown.  He felt his prick twitch as she turned to Rebecca and
extended her hand.
     "You must be Rebecca," Coco purred.
     "Of Sunnybrook ..." she said and laughed.
     Coco laughed and slipped an arm about Paul's waist as she
gestured toward the guest rooms to the left.  "Come on, you two ...
I've some things laid out for you ... would you like a drink?"
     Paul felt the warmth of the woman's body and his hand went to
her waist as they stopped before the door of the guest room.  "Yes
... scotch if you have it."
     "Becky?"
     "Ummnn ... something light," Rebecca told her.
     Coco saw them into the room and then left them to change.  She
found Mark at the bar mixing drinks.
     "Just two of them?" he asked and glanced at the clock behind
the bar.
     "The Goldens ... beautiful couple ... she has nice tits," Coco
told him and glanced at her image in the mirror.  The wispy gown
clung to her womanly contours, and the mask created an illusion of
mystery about her.
     Prinz entered and slid onto a stool as Mark nodded and handed
him a drink.  The lighting was soft and subdued and a gentle melody
came from the stereo.  "Did I hear our guests arrive?" Prinz asked
as he sipped his drink.
     "Two of them--Becky and Paul," Coco reported, then glanced
toward the entrance hall as the chimes sounded again.  "I'll get
it," she said and left the bar as Paul and Becky entered the sunken
living room.
     The moment Rebecca Golden saw Mark behind the bar her pulse
increased.  She had never had sex with another man prior to her
therapy with Prinz, but her fantasies had been filled with tall,
handsome black men who possessed huge pricks.  She saw her husband
looking sideways at Coco, and she wondered idly if he was drawn to
her sexually.
     Prinz nodded to the couple and an air of excitement overcame
them as they watched Coco exit the living room to answer the door.
     "Ah ... Mandy's bringing Beverly and her mother," Rebecca said
as Mark came around the bar to stand near her.
     Prinz found it difficult to engage in small talk, for, as he
gazed at Rebecca's lush curves through the thin material of her
gown, he realized fully how much he was looking forward to seeing
her engage in an act of sex with her daughter.
     "That ... that should be them now," he replied and lifted his
glass.
     Mark sensed the tightness in the others and crossed the room
to dim the lights even further.  In a few moments, Coco returned
and told them, "Three lovely ladies for the party." she winked at
Paul, "I suppose I should put in my bid for you now."
     Paul's face flushed behind the mask.  He glanced at his wife,
but it was difficult to gauge her reaction with her features hidden
behind the mask.  He laughed lightly and turned to Mark.  "It's
okay with me ... if it's okay with him ..."
     Mark reached out to cup Rebecca's full breast through her
gown.  "I believe an equitable exchange can be arranged, Paul," he
told the other man, "Your wife is a beautiful woman."
     Rebecca chilled as the black man felt her tits.  She was
filled with a sudden desire to rip her gown off and throw herself
at his feet.  She swallowed thickly and looked down at his hand as
it lifted her tit, squeezed it gently, then let it go.  "Don't
stop," she said huskily, as she saw Coco move her body against
Paul's.  "I like to be touched."
     Prinz watched the interplay between the two couples with
interest.  His own excitement was growing as the sound of the other
female's voices came to him from the guest room beyond the hall.
He knew that Mandy and her friend Beverly were undressing at that
very moment, and he wondered idly what Beverly's mother would be
like.
     Paul felt his pulse rise as Coco rubbed her hip against his
and her hand moved over the front of the togalike gown he wore to
touch his growing prick.  "Hey ... I like to be touched too," he
told her and looked on in fascination as Mark fondled Rebecca just
a few feet away.
     In the guest room, Mandy was the first to shed her clothing
and slip into the sheer robe.  She found the material sensual to
the touch, and it felt as if her body was being caressed by a
hundred soft hands.  She looked toward her friend as she disrobed,
and her heart beat wildly as she glanced toward Bev's mother.
     Glenda was a full-bodied woman in her late thirties, but both
body and face belied her age.  She looked more like Bev's sister
than her mother, and Mandy thrilled as she watched the woman remove
her clothing to display a beautifully proportioned body.
     Moving close to her, Mandy reached out to run her hand over
Glenda's smooth shoulder, then she touched her full ass cheeks as
the woman reached for a robe.  "You're so pretty ..." Mandy told
her.
     Glenda blushed as the girl touched her body.  Her mind was
filled with pictures out of the past, and the thought that she
would be facing her beloved Aurry in just a few minutes had her
heart beating rapidly.  "Ah ... look," Glenda said haltingly.
"There's something I have to tell you before you ... before we go
in there," and she gestured toward the door.  She picked up the
mask and fitted it over her face--somehow, it afforded her an added
comfort, knowing that the others could not see her face.  "This
Doctor Prinz ... ah, he ..."  She shook her head as she searched
for the words.  "He's my brother," she blurted out finally.
     Beverly's face went blank.  Mandy looked at the woman
curiously, then she asked, "Are you sure, Glenda?  I mean--he's
really your brother?"
     She nodded her head tightly.  "Yes ... I did a little checking
after Bev suggested we come here--I haven't seen him since our
mother caught us ... ah, together."
     Beverly's mouth was wide.  She closed it tightly, then asked,
"You mean you were balling your own brother?"
     Glenda looked at her daughter and laughed lightly, "Well,
honey ... not exactly ... mother walked in while Aurry was eating
my pussy."
     "God, how exciting!" Mandy exclaimed, then said to Bev, "Wow
... that means you'll be making it with your uncle!"
     Bev merely shook her head and remarked, "Wow!"
     Prinz and the others looked up as the three females made their
entrance.  He recognized Mandy immediately, then he turned his
attention to the taller of the two females.  He watched her as she
descended the three stairs to the living room, and he was
completely taken by her figure and grace.  He glanced at whom he
knew to be Beverly, and he nodded appraisingly as she stared back
at him.
     "Welcome," Prinz told them as they crossed to the bar and Mark
handed drinks around.
     Mandy went to him and kissed him lightly on the mouth, "Are
you in for a surprise ..." she whispered in his ear as she groped
for his stiff cock in the folds of his robe.
     "I believe introductions are in order," Paul said, as Coco
stroked his swollen prick lewdly.  "This is Mandy, everyone ... and
this is her friend Beverly ..." All eyes turned to the pert
teenager whose breasts stuck straight out from her body.  "And this
is ..." Paul began as he reached for Glenda.
     "Beverly's mother." she supplied for him, then pressed her
lips to his to silence him.
     The introductions complete, Prinz led the group to the large
circle of pillows Mark had arranged in the center of the living
room.  The music was soft and relaxing, and the lights were turned
to a shimmering glow, just bright enough to cast most of the room
in deep shadows.  Nervously, the eight people sat, and all eyes
turned to Prinz.
     Clearing his throat, he asked, "Does anyone have any
objections to any form of sex?"
     "Mother says, 'if it feels good, do it!'  And so do I!" Bev
said and reached over to place her hand beside Coco's on Paul's
bulging prick.
     "And what does mother say for herself?" Prinz asked as the
others laughed lightly.
     "If it feels really good--do it twice!" And the ice was broken
as the ripple of laughter erupted and each of them released their
anxiety.
     Sitting beside Paul, Coco licked her lips and fondled his
prick.  She glanced at Mark, then said just loud enough to be heard
over the sound of the music, "Well, I came to this party for sex
..."  And she lowered her head to his lap to take the head of his
prick into her dark mouth.  The others watched as the pretty black
woman took more and more of Paul's prick into her mouth.
     Beverly watched, and as Paul lay back, she asked him, "Will
you eat my pussy?"
     "Oh, Jesus!" he exclaimed and pulled her to him.
     Beverly shared a long kiss with Mandy's father, then she
slipped out of her robe to squat obscenely over his face.  She
lowered her body to his mouth and watched as Coco sucked his prick
laviciously.  "Ughhhnnn ... good ... so good!" she moaned.
     Rebecca felt Mark's black prick jerk in her hand, and as she
looked at him, she felt a rush of sensation in her loins.  She
wanted him to fuck her with his huge cock, but she could not bring
herself to tell him so.  Beside them, Mandy looked toward Prinz and
Bev's mother, and she lifted the hem of her robe to display her
naked body.
     Mark looked at the teenager's lush body and he shivered.  He
reached up and ran his hands up the backs of her legs to cup her
ass cheeks.  Pulling her to him, he buried his face between her
legs, then simply lay back, pulling her down atop him.  Rebecca was
left with her hand around the man's great black prick and her heart
beat wildly as she glanced toward her husband who had his hands
filled with Bev and Coco.  Slowly, she kissed her way down his
chest until his prick was before her.  She licked the plumlike
head, then sucked it into her mouth.
     Prinz looked on in fascination as the double menage a trois
formed.  He glanced toward the woman on his left, and a strange
sensation flooded his being.  Running his hand up her naked thigh,
he found her pubic bush full and thick.  He could hear her heavy
breathing as she watched the other couple, and as his fingertips
touched her pussy, he sensed her shiver lightly.  Turning his face
to hers, he said, "Looks like we've been left to our own devices,
doesn't it?"
     Glenda looked at her brother, and her being was filled with
love for him.  She swallowed thickly and spread her legs as his
fingers played with the lips of her cunt.  She nodded and
whispered, "So it seems ..."  Then she lay back in his arms as he
pressed his mouth over hers.
     Prinz felt her mouth open to him, and as his tongue touched
hers, the sweetness that came to him was somehow familiar.  He felt
her hand wrapped around his aching cock and as their lips parted,
it was as though a voice had come to him out of the past.
     "Oh, Aurry ... you always could excite me ..."
     Startled, Prinz looked at the woman in his arms, and it was
then that he realized she had red hair.  His heart beat wildly in
his chest as he reached up and lifted the mask from her face.  As
he recognized her, his eyes filled with tears, and he realized what
Mandy had meant when she told him he was going to be surprised.
     "Glenda!  My God ... it's you!"
     "Yes, Aurry ... yes ..." she replied and crushed her warm
mouth over his.
     The two were totally ignored by the others as they engaged in
their individual couplings.  Beverly shuddered as Paul's tongue
brought her to a mindblowing orgasm then she climbed off as Paul
and Coco assumed a sixty-nine position.  She went to lie beside her
mother and Prinz, and as they sat up shaking their heads, Bev
reached for his prick and told him, "Momma said you got caught
eating her pussy ... don't you think you owe her one, Uncle Aurry?"
     Prinz looked at the lovely young teenager and realized she was
his niece.  He swallowed and pulled her to him as Glenda showered
his face with passionate kisses.  "God, this is unreal!" he
exclaimed as both mother and daughter ran their hands over his
aching body and pressed against him sensually.
     "Yes, Aurry ... eat my pussy!" Glenda cried finally and tore
off her robe.
     Lying back, the woman spread her legs widely for her loving
brother.  Slowly, he slipped off his own robe, then removed the
mask and cast it aside.  "You ... you're lovely!" he said, as he
looked at her fully matured body.  He kissed the erect nipples of
her tits as she groaned loudly, then kissed his way to her flat
belly.  He felt Bev's mouth on his thighs, and as his mouth came in
contact with Glenda's pussy, the girl took hold of his prick and
stuffed it into her hot mouth.
     Glenda cried out as her brother began licking her cunt and
tonguing her deeply.  She looked down as her daughter sucked
Aurry's prick, and she wondered idly where the girl had learned to
do that?
     Aurry buried his face between his sister's legs and moaned
aloud as the teenager sucked his prick and fondled his balls.  He
was so filled with love for them that he was just a little dizzy.
All about him were the sounds of sex, and he heard Paul cry out as
Coco sucked him to completion.
     Mandy and her mother had Mark gasping for breath as Rebecca
squatted over his stiff prick and guided it into her wet pussy.
Mandy watched the long black prick slide into her mother's cunt,
and she knew she wouldn't be satisfied until she had some of the
same.
     Coco shuddered as her own orgasm wrenched the breath from her
lungs and she felt her mouth filled with Paul's sticky, white come.
She swallowed as his prick jerked and shot great gobs of the thick
mucus into her mouth.  "Ummmmn ... ummmmmnnn ..." she moaned as he
drove her wild with his tongue.
     Mark felt himself coming and took hold of the girl's hips as
she ground her pussy against his mouth.  He had never had a mother-
and-daughter combination before, and he was lost in the rapture of
pure sex as both Mandy and her mother cried out above him.  He felt
his prick explode and send great globs of come into Rebecca's
seething cunt.  She shuddered above him and dug her fingers into
his lean body as he lifted her, off the floor.
     Prinz felt his own juices boiling up, but he did not want to
expend himself so soon.  He lifted his head from between his
sister's legs and found her sucking her daughter's cunt.  The daisy
chain had evolved as Beverly had lain beside her uncle to suck his
prick.  Pulling away from her, Prinz urged mother and daughter to
make love to each other, then he lay down beside them.  With his
face pressed against Glenda's shoulder, he slipped his prick
between her legs and simply lay there, luxuriating in the warmth of
her beautiful body.
     Finally, mother and daughter brought each other off, and the
room was filled with their cries and sobs as they achieved orgasm.
     Prinz rolled Glenda to her back and kissed her on the mouth.
He could taste the sweet juices from his niece's cunt, and he
thrilled as Glenda pressed her body to his.
     "Fuck me ... fuck me, Aurry!" she gasped and groped for his
thick cock.
     Prinz felt his prick guided into the warm nest of her pussy,
and as she lifted her hips to him, he was again filled with an
overpowering sense of love for her.  "Oh, Glenda ..." he cried as
he sank his cock in her cunt, "It's been so long!"
     "Ughhhnn ... just fuck me, Aurry fuck me ... fuck meeeee!"
     The others looked on as Prinz fucked his sister, and Mandy
told them who Glenda was.  There was no shock, and the looks that
crossed their faces were nothing less than happiness for the pair.
     The front door chimes sounded.
     Prinz was lost in the depths of his sister's body, but the
others exchanged a curious glance as the chimes sounded a second
time.
     Coco slipped into her robe and went quickly to the door.  She
peered out, but she could not make out who the person was standing
on the porch.  "Yes ... who is it?" she called finally.
     A soft voice answered, "It's Electra ... have I missed the
party?"
     Coco laughed and opened the door.  Karen came in and
immediately took the black woman in her arms.  When their lips
parted, Karen told her, "You see ... I finally figured out where my
dreams were coming from ... you're Coco, aren't you?"
     Coco ran her hand from the blonde's hip to her full ass as she
nodded her head.  "Yes."
     "You're just as pretty as you were in my dream," Karen told
her and began undressing.  "I hope I'm not too late," she said as
she handed her things to Coco.
     "No, as a matter of fact, you're not ... the Doc is just now
getting it on with his sister ... come on!" she said and took the
blonde's hand to lead her down to the dark living room.
     "Ohhhhh ... yessss!" Glenda cried out as Prinz fucked her
deeply.  "Fuck me ... oh, God, fuck meee!" she wailed.
     Mark looked up and saw the voluptuous blonde and beckoned her
to sit beside him.  She did and looked curiously at Mandy.
     "You were in one of my dreams too ..." Karen said as Mandy
reached over and took hold of her full tit to squeeze it gently.
     "That was no dream, Karen," she told her and the two of them
laughed.
     Paul gazed at the tall blonde and licked his lips.  He glanced
at his wife as she lay back in the black man's arms, then he looked
back to Coco and caught an imperceptible nod of her head.  He
reached out and pulled Karen to him.  "God, but you're gorgeous!"
he told her as his hand moved over her lush body.
     Watching, Mandy could not resist.  She moved down and brushed
her father's hand away from Karen's cunt and began kissing her
wetly as he looked on.
     Just then, Prinz cried out and Glenda stiffened beneath him.
They achieved orgasm at the same instant, and the room was filled
with their sobs and sighs.
     Finally, Prinz looked up and found all of his guests looking
toward him.  He smiled sheepishly and said, "Ladies and gentlemen,
allow me to introduce my sister, Glenda."
     "Don't forget your niece ..." Beverly said and snuggled to
him.
     The others clapped and laughed--all but Mandy, who had her
mouth glued to Karen's pussy.  She felt herself lifted up, and her
father told her, "Hey, young lady ... I'm next on your sex card ...
let's show these people how it's done!"
     Coco looked at Mark and shrugged.  "It's a shame we're not
related, darling ... looks like we're missing something!"
     Rebecca stood and crossed to where Coco stood.
     She reached out and touched the black woman's body and told
her, "You don't have to miss a thing ... I'd like to make love with
you, Coco ..."
     She looked at the attractive mother and told her, "Never
suppress a desire, Becky ... that's what the Doc always says!"
     Looking around the room, Aurelius Prinz realized that his
suppressed desires had caused him to live a frustrating life--
constantly seeking the intimacy he had shared with his sister with
others.  But now, there was no longer a need for surrogates in his
life, and he sighed deeply as Glenda ran her hand down his chest to
take hold of his still hard cock.  He had what he had always
wanted--and though society would damn him if they knew, he felt he
could not care less--so long as he had his sister Glenda ... and
Beverly.
     Turning to the lovely teenager, he kissed her lightly and
asked, "Would you like to have sex with your uncle, my dear?"
     Beverly laughed.  "Like mom says, if it feels good, do it!"
And the others laughed with them.
     Cupping her full tits, Prinz glanced at her mother, then
lowered his head to kiss first one and then the other.  Lower he
moved his mouth until the girl spread her smooth legs and exposed
her pussy to him.  Prinz inhaled the girl's feminine odor and
kissed her cunt lips softly.  As he glanced up, he saw Glenda
kissing her daughter and fondling her tits.  He thrilled as he
realized that he would have twice the love to share now that he had
found Glenda ... and there was a sudden ache in his heart as he
thought about his mother.  But no need, he reminded himself as he
lapped the girl's cunt--he had his own mother-and-daughter
combination, and it would surpass--he was sure--anything he and his
mother and sister might have enjoyed.

                              The End
