~Subject: "Good Dr. Wayne" By Phil 6/6
~From: an101532@anon.penet.fi (Phil Phantom)
"Good Doctor Wayne Part VI"
By: Phil Phantom
The first call to Dr. Wayne was from Terry. She said, "Steve,
she did it. Boy did she do it!"
"Did you enjoy yourself?"
"Parts were fantastic, but something happened that I don't think
is good. Jennifer Gordy, one of my friends on the swim team, got
Mom all hot and horny and made her do all sorts of nasty things.
Mom even had sex with some of the boys."
"That's not good, Terry."
"I know, especially not in front of Jennifer. She's a real
bossy bitch. She'll blackmail Mom and me. She took lots of
pictures, too. She has pictures of Mom and me making love like
lesbians and of Mom getting screwed by young boys and sitting on a
young girl's face."
"Shit! Tell me about this Gordy girl."
"Well, she lives with her elderly grandmother. She gets away
with a lot. Her grandmother is the sweetest lady, but she's so
gullible. Jennifer walks all over her."
"Is she a virgin?"
"Not hardly. She brags about her fucks. She uses people to
build up her ego. She'll be trouble, Steve. I'm worried about
Mom. Jennifer has never had a grown-up to boss around. She's
capable of anything."
"I want her phone number."
"Sure, it's 555-5648. What are you going to say to her?"
"Never you mind. Let me handle this. Where is your mother
now?"
"She's in her room. She went there an hour ago. She hasn't
been out since they left. Oh, there's one other thing. Mom was
going to send me to school with a super short dress and no panties.
She wanted everyone to see my pussy. I freaked. I got her to whip
my pussy real hard. She got sort of carried away and messed it up
pretty bad. It's not serious, but it looks real bad. It was worth
it though. She won't want anyone to see it now. This gives us
time to help her vent more steam. She sure vented a lot today.
Maybe she'll be cured before I have to wear that dress."
"Oh, Terry, you shouldn't have. That was stupid. Why do you
keep resisting me on this? I'm the doctor, remember?"
"I'm not resisting, only stalling. I panicked; I'm sorry."
"Look, you keep your vagina clean and let it get fresh air.
Don't touch it or let anyone else touch it, you hear?"
"Yeah, sure."
"And for God's sake, don't let anyone see it. I'll give your
mother an hour to call me, then I'm calling her. In the meantime,
you stay away from her."
Steve Wayne had to wait thirty minutes before he received the
expected call. April sounded distraught. "Hello, Steve, this is
April Jennings."
"I've been expecting your call. I just spoke with Terry. You
fucked up, you know that, don't you."
"I didn't mean to hit her so hard. I don't know what came over
me, Steve. I went crazy. I feel just terrible, awful."
"I'm not talking about that. That's no big deal. Terry's fine
about the whipping. I'm talking about you getting involved with
those kids. You told me you'd stay out of it. Are you trying to
get yourself thrown in jail?"
"I'm sorry. I lost control. There's this little vixen that
just took over. She melted me. I was putty in her hands. I think
I'm losing my mind. I think I might really be sick, Steve."
"Nonsense. Let me handle diagnosing mental illness. You're
fine, trust me. Now, as for that Gordy bitch, I talked to her
right before you called. I put the fear of God in her. I spoke
with her grandmother also. Granny will be bringing little Jenny in
for counseling and observation. I'll have her from Friday morning
until Sunday night. Don't worry about Jennifer. By the time we
finish with her, she'll make someone a good pet. As for those
other kids, they left your house and swore an oath of secrecy.
Jenny swears that no one will ever breathe a word. She will be
bringing in the undeveloped film and all the instant pictures
taken. She's probably on the phone right now, reaffirming their
oaths. She thinks she'll be going to juvenile detention if this
leaks out. This could be a blessing in disguise. You could have
two little whores in your stable."
"Steve, I've been thinking; I don't like this fantasy anymore.
This isn't right. All I ever wanted was to open our family up
sexually. Terry and Charlie love each other so much, I just wanted
them to freely express that love without leaving me out. This has
gotten out of hand. I was trying to please you. I don't want my
daughter becoming a whore, really, I don't. You put that notion in
my head. I just went with it; but now, I know it's wrong. I want
this to stop, Steve. I've thought hard about it. I hate myself
for what I've done to my husband and my daughter. I need to heal
things. Please understand."
There was a long silence, then Steve said, "April, you're just
over-reacting to an experience that got out of hand. Everything is
going along just fine. Terry completely accepts that you are sick,
and that she is helping you. She wants to help you. She wants a
sexually open a free family life just like you do. She wants to be
able to express her love for you and Charlie, physically as well as
emotionally."
"Terry told you in those words?"
"Yes, I swear. She told me that when she was making love to you
in front of all those kids, she pretended that you two were alone
and actually making love. She said she has fantasized that for
years. She wants to be your lover. She adores you, April."
"She actually said that?"
"Yes, and furthermore, she has the hots for her father. She
told me that she wants to have his baby."
"No! She didn't! Did she say that?"
"Yes, she said it in my office this afternoon. Why do you think
she so readily went along with that waiting room scene? It was
because I told her that if she went along with everything I said,
she'd become her father's lover and mistress. She wants that more
than anything."
April's hand strayed to her crotch and her finger slipped
effortlessly between her rapidly moistening slit. "She wants to be
his mistress. She said that before we did any of this?"
"That's right. If you back out now, you'll destroy her. She'll
feel rejected. She may withdraw, become depressed, maybe even
suicidal."
April's finger entered her wet cunt deeply. She said, "I don't
want that."
"Of course you don't. We must go forward. You see that, don't
you?"
"Yes, I suppose so, but not like before. I don't want this
whore business to continue. Only her father. Really, Steve. I
don't want Terry used by other men."
"Well, now, April. I do believe you owe me. You did promise to
make Terry available to me twenty-four hours a day. You promised
me her cherry and even offered to deliver her if I helped you. You
do remember saying that."
"Well, yes, but that was before."
"I'm sorry, April, but that was the agreement. If you want my
help in straightening out this mess you got yourself into, I expect
you to stand by our agreement."
"But Steve..."
"No buts. Unless I get involved with the Jennifer girl, you are
in for trouble. Those pictures alone can get you twenty years."
"Dr. Wayne, this is blackmail."
"This is business. We had an agreement."
"Will it just be you?"
"It will be me and anyone I choose to share her with."
"Please, don't do this, Steve!"
"I'm sorry, April. I insist. If you don't want the whore, I
do."
"She's not a whore, Steve. She really is a good kid."
"She'll be a whore when she's with me."
"I'm not going to pretend that I want her to be a whore. I
can't, not anymore. I can't act, Steve."
"Yes, Bud did mention that. Okay, I'll tell you what, I'll
think of something. You go ahead and be yourself, act any way you
like, but remember our agreement. When I call; you deliver."
"I understand. What ever you come up with, don't involve me,
okay. I'm telling Terry that I'm cured."
"I may come up with a scenario where you are forced to
participate. Will you go along with that?"
"Well, I guess, if I have no choice, and Terry knows that."
"Leave it to me. Oh, and see that no one sees those welts on
her cunt."
"You didn't have to tell me that. I'm so ashamed of what I've
done. Oh, no! Those mechanics are coming over tomorrow night.
Monica is out of town and I don't know who they are."
"Don't run out, they might get nasty. You started this; you
finish it. Just make sure that you get all the attention, not
Terry."
"No, this is terrible. I don't want this now. They're
expecting sex with me tomorrow with the promise of having Terry
later in the week if they leave her alone tomorrow night."
"Sounds like you have a problem. I'm sure you'll think of
something. Stay in touch and let me know when my little whore is
all better."
After hanging up with Steve, April freshened her make-up and
brushed her hair. She put on a modest dress and went to Terry's
room. She knocked timidly. Terry said, "It's not locked."
April opened the door and saw her daughter lying naked on her
bed reading a book. She had her legs apart with a small fan
blowing on her beaver. April eased inside. Terry said, "I spoke
with Dr. Wayne. He suggested I give it air. This feels good."
April came and sat at Terry's left hip. She looked down at the
medicated cream covered welts and winced. She looked to Terry and
said, "I'm so very sorry, sweetheart. Can you ever forgive me?"
Terry rose to her elbows and said, "Mom, don't worry about it.
I asked you to do it. It was great. I loved it. I just need time
to heal, and we can do it again."
"Never, never again. Terry, I'm not sick anymore. You healed
me; I'm cured. I just spoke with Dr. Wayne, too. It worked! His
therapy worked, and he gave all the credit to you. He told me what
you did. Oh sweetheart, I love you so much. You saved my life."
Tears formed in both their eyes as they fell into a tight
embrace. Terry squeezed her naked chest to her mother and cried,
"Oh, Mom! I was so worried about you. That was awful. Oh, Mommy,
I love you so, so much. I would have done anything for you,
anything at all."
"I know, and you almost did. Can you ever forgive me for the
things I said to you, the names I called you, and things I made you
do?"
"Don't be silly, Mom. You were sick. That's like apologizing
for throwing up when you get the flu. Do you really feel normal
again?"
"Yes, one hundred percent, back to my old self, same old tired,
boring Mom."
"Wow, that was a quick cure. Suddenly I feel naked."
"Honey, you are naked."
"I know, but if you're back to your old self, being naked in
front of you feels funny."
"Sweetheart, we can't pretend that the things we did never
happened. I don't want to go back to the way things were. We
broke some barriers that needed breaking. You should feel free to
go naked in your own home, so should me and your father. We should
feel free to express our love for each other, physically and
emotionally. If anything good comes of this, that must be it.
Sometimes, I just want to hold you and feel you close to me.
Sometimes I want to kiss you, not a motherly peck, but a genuine
kiss. Do you understand?"
Terry studied her mother's face, trying to detect signs of the
old April. She nodded, a little unsure. She said, "I think I'd
like that too."
"I know your father loves you, Terry. He loves you physically
as well as emotionally. He desires you as a man desires a woman.
I think you desire him too. I think that's healthy. I want you to
know that if you and your father want to develop a physical
relationship, you'll get my complete support."
"Mom, are you sure you're all right?"
"Yes, I'm being honest. I'm dead serious about this. I felt
this way long before my sickness surfaced. I just never had the
courage to say it. Don't worry, I won't be pushing you and your
father together, not ever again. I just want you to know, you have
that option with my blessing. I'll tell him the same thing. Where
you two go from here is completely up to you guys."
"Wow, Mom. That's heavy. I doubt that anything will come of
this. You know daddy. I certainly won't start anything. If he
wanted to, you know, do it with me, I think I'd let him."
"He may surprise you. I'd like to see you two get together."
"What, to watch?"
"No, silly. I told you, I'm cured of that. I mean, I'd be
happy knowing that you two were having a sexual relationship. I
wouldn't even mind if he got you pregnant."
Terry jerked back in surprise, staring hard at her mother.
"What? Mom,you can't be serious."
"I'm full of surprises, huh?"
"I'll say."
They looked hard into each other's eyes. Slowly, April brought
her face closer. Terry held still. Inches separated their lips,
then millimeters. Their lips touched softly. Terry's lips were
passive, but April's lips encompassed hers and increased the
pressure. April's hands moved around Terry in a lover's embrace.
The kiss grew stronger. Her breathing increased. Terry became
limp as her mother lowered her back to the mattress. April's hand
delicately, lovingly flowed over her face as her tongue slipped out
and teased at her lips seeking entry. Terry's breathing increased
as April's hand went to her breasts. Terry let her mouth fall
slack, allowing the tongue to enter. Soon, that tongue danced in
her mouth and swabbed her tonsils while her mother's fingers rolled
her nipples.
Terry's mind raced trying to keep up, trying to put things in
perspective. She couldn't decide who was making love to her, her
old mom, or the new mom. April kept the mouth contact while
shucking off the dress. The kiss was awkwardly maintained while
April stripped completely. She then got on the bed, bringing her
nude body against Terry's, running her hands all over, but avoiding
her injured crotch. Terry warmed to the sensuous touch and
passionate kiss. Her tongue soon gave as good as it got, and her
hands freely explored her mother's body.
April broke the kiss and started planting tender kisses all over
Terry's face and chest, stopping to suck her nipples. She paused
between kisses to say, "I'm not shy. I want us to be lovers,
Terry. I love your body. I adore it. I can't wait until your
pussy heals so that I can love you properly. I want to taste you
so badly."
April quickly reversed her position lying on her side with her
head over Terry's crotch. She planted tender kisses on every welt
and breathed in her daughter's vaginal musk. Terry glanced to her
left and saw her mother's vagina at her left shoulder. Her mother
brought her right leg up, opening herself to Terry's eyes. As the
kisses became more feverish, the crotch came nearer and the gap
grew wider. Terry saw her mother tilting her pelvis provocatively
in open invitation. Terry wasn't sure she wanted to carry on a
lesbian lover's relationship with her mother, especially if things
were supposed to be normal. Her mother's need and hunger was most
obvious. She thought she should at least return the tender kisses
she was getting. She leaned over and pressed her lips to her
mother's nether lips.
April rolled atop Terry at the first contact and straddled
Terry's astonished face. Terry looked into her mother's wide open
wet gash as it descended to her mouth. Terry held steady as April
used her sensitive cunt to feel around for her mouth. On finding
it, she began humping her cunt on it. April used her hands to push
her way up Terry's torso until she knelt upright, looking down on
her daughter's cunt smothered head. Terry surrendered and applied
herself to getting her mother off, literally. She knew that the
sooner she came, the sooner she'd go.
Terry tongued her mother's cunt as she'd done in the waiting
room, this time, putting on a show for her mother. April watched
and said, "Oh, yes, baby. You love sucking Mommy's pussy, don't
you. Oh, Honey, that feels so good! Eat me, baby. Eat Mommy's
cunt! I wish I could do you, sweetheart. You must be suffering
so. Oh, yes! Suck on my clitty. Yes! YES!"
Terry drove her mother to a great climax and followed her
heaving bucking pelvis. She lapped at the flowing juices
afterwards as April returned to Earth. After several minutes of
hard breathing, April slowly disengaged herself and sat looking
down on Terry's wet face. She bent forward and kissed Terry's
cunt-soaked lips, and said, "I'll have to owe you. You keep track;
I'll pay you back, two for one. That was wonderful, sweetheart.
I love you so much, darling."
"I love you too, Mom."
April sat up and took on a more serious countenance, saying, "We
have a little problem, Terry. Those men are coming to dinner
tomorrow night. They aren't friends of Grandpa's, but I think you
knew that. I can't undo it. They've been promised sex with me
tomorrow, and sex with you later in the week. Monica warned me
that these guys are tough characters and that they'd hold me to it.
I don't know what to do."
"Can't you just call it off?"
"I can't reach them. Monica is out of town."
"Let's go out."
"They'd come back, and be real pissed. Who knows what they're
capable of."
"Well, I don't know what, then. I don't want them fucking me if
you're all better."
"I don't want them fucking either of us."
"Maybe they'll take money instead. Maybe you can reason with
them."
"I'll try, but I may have to put out. Don't worry, you won't,
even if I have to put out twice or three times and pay money."
"Mom, if there's no other way, I suppose I could. I mean, I've
gone this far, right? I'm not really a virgin, not after that
dildoe. If they'll use condoms, I'll let them do it."
"That's sweet, dear, but this is my problem. I'll handle it.
I'll feed them, then take them somewhere, maybe to a motel or
something. Don't think about it, okay?"
"Okay, but if you can't get out of it, remember, I'll help."
April received a call from Dr. Wayne at noon the next day.
"Hello, April, this is Steve. I've got good news to report."
"Great, I could use it."
"You can forget about the Jennifer incident. We have everything
under control. I have all the pictures and the film."
"How did you do it?"
"It was too easy. I'm good, what can I say. I told her that
she came between a doctor and patient, exploited a sick person, and
bent that person's illness to satisfy her perverse desires. I told
her that if word of that got out she could spend her youth in
juvenile detention, probably until she was twenty- one. She was
already feeling guilty about what they'd done. She believes
everything I say. I turned her over to Marsha for training. She
has her till Sunday. Right now, Jennifer is buck naked, bound hand
and foot, and being kept under Marsha's desk. Marsha's not wearing
panties. She's been drinking coffee all morning and hasn't made a
pit stop since she got Jennifer. You figure it out."
"My God, is Marsha urinating on Jennifer?"
"She better not be. I just had this place carpeted. No, I
happen to know that Marsha is a piss freak. My guess is she has
Jennifer drinking from the tap - recycled coffee."
"Jesus. That's sick."
"Hey, I'll decide what's sick. I'm a doctor, you know."
"So I've heard."
"I just called to let you know, I've got it all figured out.
It's so simple, it's beautiful. Blackmail, plain and straight."
"I need it simpler."
"Look, I've got the pictures. All I have to do is threaten to
expose you by turning these over to the police. If I did, you'd go
directly to jail. When you bring Terry to the office, I'll
confront you with the pictures, make my threats, list my demands,
bingo, I've got a whore. You'll do what I say to stay out of jail;
Terry will do what you say to keep you from going to jail. It's
beautiful."
"She'll be devastated to learn that you are a blackmailer. She
admires you."
"Yeah, well, she'll admire me more when I get eight inches up
her twat. Besides, who gives a shit if a whore admires you. She's
just a fuck."
"Come on, Steve. I know you are deeper than that."
"All right. Look, it's the best I can come up with. I'll just
tell her that I had to have her no matter what, even to the point
of stooping to blackmail."
"That might soften the blow. It is rather flattering. I still
can't act, you know."
"Okay, I'll make it easy for you. Let's just make it real
blackmail. You just have Terry in my office next Friday night at
eight. She should be healed nicely by then. Just be yourself, but
don't think I'm kidding around. If I don't get my whore, your ass
will go to jail. Bye love!"
April hung up the phone. She didn't quite know how to take his
threat, but for her own peace of mind, knowing what she had to do,
she opted to take him seriously. Her finger slipped into her
panties and she went in search of Terry.
At six-thirty, thirty minutes before the men were to arrive,
April put the finishing touches to her makeup. Terry was handling
the dinner. April thought it best if Terry wore loose- fitting
jeans and a sweat shirt. Her hair was uncombed, she wore no
makeup, and her breasts were bound flat with an ace wrap bandage.
They went out of their way to make Terry look undesirable. They
were successful to a degree, but Terry's natural beauty and
femininity showed through. April, on the other hand, went out of
her way to look attractive. Her short dress accented her fine
legs, and the open bodice showed cleavage and the creamy swells of
her breasts. She wore high heels and pattern stockings, applied
expensive perfume liberally, and did her nails.
She entered the kitchen and did a twirl for Terry. "How do I
look?"
"You look like you want to get laid."
"I suppose that is the idea. I mainly wanted to look better
than you. I'm not sure I managed to do that. Maybe a mud pack on
your face would even us up."
"Oh, Mom, stop it." Terry smiled, then turned her attention to
stirring gravy.
April came up behind her, slipped her arms around her a cupped
Terry's breasts, whispering softly in her ear, "Terry, darling,
Mommy's horny again."
"Mom, you're always horny, I've got to finish this unless you
like lumpy gravy."
"I just need a little clitty suck. You can let that simmer.
I'm not wearing panties. We can do it right here, just kneel."
"Mom, Daddy's in the next room."
"So, he knows we're lovers."
"Mom, I wish you'd stop using that term and calling me darling.
I'm your daughter; you're my mother. We love each other, we enjoy
sex together, but we aren't lovers, okay?"
April backed away, hurt. She said, "Sure, whatever you say."
Terry took the gravy off the burner and turned to face her
mother. She reached out and took her shoulders, saying, "I'm
sorry, Mom. I didn't mean it to come out that way. It's just that
I don't like thinking that what we have is some lesbian love
affair. It's so dykie sounding. Look, let me get you off real
quick."
Terry dropped to her knees and went under April's skirt and soon
had April's clit between her sucking lips. April quickly forgot
her hurt feelings and raised her skirts to watch. She widened her
stance and thrust out her pelvis. Terry sucked voraciously, taking
a big mouthful, sucking hard, and shaking her head. April cooed,
"Ohhh, yesss! Oh, honey, yes! Suck Mommy's cunt, baby. This
makes twenty-two I owe you."
Terry stopped to say, "Nine, Mother. I told you that I don't
want two for one, and if you're going to keep track, at least keep
track properly. We did it four times last night, three this
morning, one after your bath, and this makes nine."
"You talk too much. Go back to sucking." Terry buried her head
in her mother's loins and sucked all the harder. April said, "I
was just giving you the benefit of the doubt. I didn't know you
were counting."
Terry broke contact again to say, "I wasn't counting, and I
don't want to count. I don't want you to count either. Let's just
do it when we feel like it, okay?"
April pulled at Terry's shirt, saying, "Come on, get up. I can
tell you aren't into this."
"I was in the middle of cooking dinner, Mom."
"I know, I was just on edge. I thought it might help."
"Mom, don't you think you should put panties on, maybe
pantyhose, too? If they see this, they'll think you want it. I
thought you were going to come across as a descent woman that got
a crazy idea, then changed her mind."
"I am. I was going to put panties on, but not before a clitty
suck."
"You better hurry. They'll be here any minute. Did you tell
Daddy what's going on?"
"Yes, I told him everything. He understands. He just wants
them out of here as quickly as possible."
"Does he know you might go to a motel?"
"Yes, he knows. Look, I better hurry. Fix that gravy."
At ten after six, the door shook under a heavy fist. April rose
and said, "I think that's for me."
She opened the door and saw two large men in fresh work clothes.
They wore embroidered name patches over their left breast. One
said Buck, the other said Earl. Buck was a tall, tattooed, burly,
barrel-chested man. Earl was shorter, stockier, and had a full,
long red beard. They both eyed April up and down appreciatively.
Buck said, "Monica said you were a fox, but you are one classy
fox."
April extended her hand like a lady and said, "April Jennings.
I see that you must be Buck, and you must be Earl."
The other one said, "Actually, I'm Buck, and he's Earl. We wear
each other's shirts to throw people off."
"Well you sure fooled me. Look, could we talk outside for a
moment?" She eased out and closed the door. She turned to face
the two men and said, "Look, I'm afraid there's been a
misunderstanding. I said some crazy things to Monica, just trying
to freak her out. I never intended it to go this far. It was a
joke. Before I could stop it, she went out of town. I had no idea
how to contact you guys. I did cook dinner. You're welcome to
stay and eat with us. I feel just terrible about this."
Earl, the un bearded tall one, said, "We missed out on a cock
fight for this. We showered and everything. We were promised
food, beer, and pussy. If we don't get food, beer, and pussy, we
are going to become very nasty, ain't that right, Earl?"
"I'm Buck; you're Earl, remember."
"Ain't that right, Buck?"
"That's right,lady. We get real mean without beer, food, and
pussy, mostly pussy, hugh Buck?"
"I'm Earl, you Idiot."
"Says Buck on your shirt."
"Fuck the shirt, I'm Earl, You're Buck."
"I don't want to fuck no shirt, Buck. I want to fuck this
lady's pussy."
The tall one said to April, "Well, you heard him, ma'am. He
want's to fuck your pussy. Once Earl makes up his mind about a
pussy, the only thing the owner can do is get the legs out of the
way."
April found their crude silly banter amusing. They instantly
put her at ease. She remembered how taken with them Monica was.
She remembered her saying they were well hung and could fuck her
into a stupor. A mischievous smile spread across her face. She
said, "Are you sure that's Earl?"
"Yes, ma'am, says so right on his shirt, there, E-A-R-L, Earl."
"All right, you two. You'll get your food. You'll get all the
beer you can drink. And, yes, you'll get all the pussy you want,
but not here, at least not the pussy. I want to make it clear that
my daughter is not a part of this, now or ever, take it or leave
it."
The bearded one said, "Fair enough. You sure you got enough
pussy to go around?"
"Yes, I'm sure. After you eat, we'll get a motel, okay?"
"Sure thing," said the tall one, "but we ain't sleepy, are we
Buck?"
"Not so fast, Buck. After we drink all her beer, eat all her
food, and fuck her pussy raw, we probably could use a nap in that
motel."
"You're right, Buck. She looks like she has a real squeeze box.
Them tight pussies wear me out. Ma'am, if you'll do the driving,
we'd love that motel offer."
"You get the pussy at the motel."
"Here that Earl. We're getting pussy at the motel too."
"Shit, Earl. I ain't never had pussy in my sleep before"
April laughed and stomped her foot. "Stop it you clowns. You
know what I mean. My family is in there. You behave yourselves.
Come on, lets get you guys watered and fed."
April led the way. Just inside the door the tall guy goosed her
hard. April jumped two feet, spun around and playfully shook her
finger at him. She led them into the dining room. Charlie and
Terry were already seated - Charlie at the head, Terry to his
right. April said, "Terry, Charlie, these are my friends, Buck and
Earl. Don't ask which is which, they don't know and the tags don't
matter."
The tall guy went right up to Charlie and took his hand with
both of his, shaking it hard and fast, saying, "It's a pleasure to
meet you, Chuck. You're a hell of a guy, sharing your food, beer,
and pussy with a couple of bums like us."
Charlie sat dumbfounded. April placed a hand to cover her smile
and shook her head. The Bearded one stepped up and likewise shook
Charlie's hand, saying, "I can tell by looking at you that you are
a real buddy. You know what a real buddy is Chuck?" Charlie shook
his head weakly. "A real buddy is one that goes out and gets two
blow jobs, comes back and gives you one." Beard slapped Charlie's
back and cried, "Ain't that a scream?"
Tall went around to Terry and helped her to her feet. He picked
her up in his arms, hefted her, and said, "Look at this Earl, It's
a miniature version of April. Feel how light she is."
With that, Tall tossed Terry across the table into the arms of
Beard. Terry let out a squeal as she flew through space. Beard
caught her with ease, hefting her for himself. He said, "Damn,
Earl, I think she's hollow." He held her cradled in one arm,
flipped up her sweat shirt, baring her taunt belly, and thumped it
like a watermelon. "She ain't hollow, but she's ripe."
April said, "Okay, put her down."
Beard set her down. "Just having a little fun, April. Earl's
the child molester. He's the one you gotta watch."
Tall said, "That's right, if you turn your back, Earl will have
her screwed, blewed, and tattooed before you can say my Terry is
not that kind of girl."
Beard said, "That's right, before you can get it out of your
mouth, she will be. You better keep a sharp eye on Earl."
April suppressed a laugh and said, "Will you two sit down so we
can eat. I'll get you a beer."
They took seats side by side across from Terry on Charlie's
left. Tall said, "Better put a six pack on the table. We don't
want you putting any unnecessary milage on that pussy going back
and forth for beer."
Beard leaned over to Charlie and said, "It's a proven fact,
Chuck, with every step a woman takes, she rubs two microns of pussy
away. I knew this marathon runner woman once. You could stick your
head in and wiggle your ears, that's no shit. Say, Chuck, has
April done any heavy walking or running?"
April returned with a six pack and said, "I heard that. The
answer is no, but if you two don't behave, I'm taking a few laps
around the block."
April leaned across Tall to set the six pack between the two.
Tall pulled her onto his lap on her back and shoved his hand up her
skirt. April kicked, squealed and giggled as Tall wormed in under
her panty legband and entered her wet pussy. He said, "Hell, we
haven't checked you out, yet. We might want you to take a few
laps. Can't stand no Black and Decker pecker wrecker chewing the
skin off my weasel." Tall ripped the panties off April and
returned to fingering her pussy. April relaxed and let him have
his way, enjoying the lewd attention. Tall said, "I don't know,
Buck, she's awful damn tight. Maybe you better check." Tall
lifted April by the hips and turned her up-side- down. Her skirts
fell over his arms exposing her naked ass as he passed her to
Beard. Beard took the hand-off and laid April on his lap with her
head resting in Tall's lap. He jammed his thump up her twat and
said, "Damn tight pussy, Buck." He looked at April and asked, "Are
you sure you're married?"
"Yes I'm sure."
"How long?"
"Eighteen years."
"No way." Tall got up and went to Charlie. He lifted Charlie
to his toes by his collar, unbuckled his belt, released the pants
snap and pulled the zipper down. With one motion, he dropped
Charlie's pants and underwear. Terry cupped her hand over her
mouth. April got up to see what Tall was doing. Charlie's penis
was shriveled and drawn into the pubic hair, making him look like
a little boy. Charlie's face was beet red as Tall said, "Well
here's your problem, April. Your husband's got no dick. This here
is a pecker. You need a cock to properly break in a pussy."
With that, he set Charlie down. Charlie hurriedly gathered up
his pants as Tall opened his fly. All eyes watched as Tall
dramatically reached in and drew out a thick slab of man meat. He
slapped it on the table by Charlie's plate. It wasn't even hard
and was ten inches long. April got up and turned for a better
look, obviously impressed. Tall said, "This is a cock, April."
April got on Beard's lap and leaned over the corner on her
elbows. Her eyes feasted on the magnificent cock. Her hand came
down and stroked it. She curled her finger around it and lifted it
free of the table. Blood pumped into the mighty member. Her hand
squeezed, feeling his pulse. It grew in her fist, prying her
fingers open. It rose, arching towards the ceiling as April began
pumping. Tall stood tall and put his cock on proud display as it
reached full erection of thirteen inches and as thick as a large
cucumber with a head the size of a small apple.
April, as though magically drawn to it stood, and leaned over
the cock. She took it in her mouth, just managing to get the head
inside. She pumped and moaned delicious noises as Beard fumbled
with her skirts and set his cock at her pussy. He drew back on her
hips and sank his head in her stretched cunt, making her groan.
Tall said, "Of course, mine ain't near as big as Earl's."
April looked up as Beard drew back for another plunge. He sank
eight inches in her, knocking her breath out and making her fall
forward on the table. She cried, "Oh Lord!"
Beard forced another two inches in her and had four left out.
He began sawing in and out, gaining further entry with each
instroke. April groaned with every thrust, but arched her ass back
to meet him. Tall walked around to Terry and stood at her side
with his cock in her face, bobbing under her nose. "Ever see one
this big, Terry?"
She looked up sheepishly and said, "No, I didn't know they got
that big."
April looked over and saw Tall rubbing his cockhead against
Terry's lips. She wanted to say something but Beard made another
lunge, making talk impossible. She watched Terry gradually turn
head-on and open her mouth wide. Her lips ran over the crown and
she took in the massive head, bulging her cheeks. Tall placed her
hands on his shaft and Terry began jacking and sucking. April's
pussy slowly adjusted to the huge intruder and she never felt
anything so erotic and exciting. Her ass wiggled on the plunging
shaft while she watched Terry sucking Tall. The action grew in
intensity from both groups. Charlie sat between them, stunned and
alarmed, feeling totally helpless.
April came first, crying out, "Oh, God! Fuck me! Earl, Buck,
whoever you are, fuck me hard, please!"
Terry pumped faster and sucked harder. The cock swelled and
burst hot sperm deep down her throat. She could feel the streams
jetting up his urethra and into her mouth. She sucked and
swallowed, but some leaked out at the corners and drooled down her
neck. April was awed by the sight and shouted, "Suck that cock,
Terry! Suck it, baby!"
After their release. they stripped and then stripped April. They
settled down to eat and drink as April fawned over them and their
cocks. After a hearty meal, Tall laid April on her back on the
table and screwed her silly. After Tall, Beard flipped her over
and screwed her from the rear. They drank another six pack and
told dirty jokes, then took April, two six packs, and left.
Terry and Charlie were still in their seats. They got up and
walked into the living room. They sat on the sofa together. Terry
drew her father into her shoulder and kissed his forehead. She
stroked his bangs and said, "Are you all right?"
"I'm okay. Your mom was having fun. I don't blame her."
"Mom loves you Daddy, you know that."
"I know, honey, but a woman needs more than love."
"I suppose. She did look happy." They sat in silence, each
thinking personal thoughts. Terry got up and whipped her
sweatshirt off, saying, "I've got to get out of this damn wrapping,
and these pants are chafing my you know what. I may need some
doctoring. Do you mind?"
"No, not at all. I'll get the stuff."
Terry stripped and cleared a space on the table. Charlie
brought out the surgical soap and cream. Terry climbed up on the
table and laid on her back with her knees drawn up and spread.
Charlie filled a bowel with warm water and came over. He
immediately set to work, gently lathering her pussy. Terry watched
him work with love in her eyes. She looked past to his crotch and
noticed the bulge. She got up on her elbows and said, "Daddy, I
want you to make love to me."
He stopped and looked up. "What?"
"You heard me. I want you."
"Honey, we can't."
"Yes we can. Just clean your penis with the surgical soap and
put it in. I want you to do it."
"Are you sure, Terry?"
"I'm positive."
Charlie dropped his pants, scrubbed his cock and balls, then
fucked his daughter. They came together and collapsed in a lover's
embrace. Terry said, "I love you, Daddy. I want to be your
mistress. I'll never turn you down."
"I love you, Terry. Your mother said she wouldn't mind. I
believe her. I think I'd like that.
One week later, Charlie, Terry and April arrived at Dr. Wayne's
office. They weren't alone. Besides Dr. Wayne, there were
twenty-two others, including Monica. Two chairs were centered on
Dr. Wayne's desk. He stood before the desk, leaning back against
it with folded arms. He motioned April and Terry into the seats.
April looked properly nervous. Terry was also nervous. The people
were all around, some standing, some sitting. Terry recognized the
two men from the waiting room. April saw the elderly couple from
the first day. Charlie joined those standing as Terry and April
took the seats.
Dr. Wayne dropped a packet of eight by ten photos on April's lap
and said, "Look them over."
April was genuinely shocked at the pictures she saw. Terry
looked in from the side. Steve said, "Needless to say, if the
authorities ever got a hold of those, you'd be put away for many
years, April. I truly hate to put this to you this way, but the
fact is you have something I want, and I'll do whatever it takes to
get it."
"What, you know we don't have much money."
"I don't want money, I want your daughter."
"What, you can't be serious."
"Oh I am. Let me be more specific, April. I want Terry at my
beck and call ready to suck or fuck me or anyone I designate. In
short, I want ownership of her body. You can maintain her, but you
must relinquish her to me on demand."
Terry sat in stunned disbelief. April showed equal concern and
put a reassuring arm around her daughter. She said, "If this is
some kind of sick joke, Dr. Wayne..."
"It's no joke, April. I'm ready to call the police right now
unless you agree with my terms unconditionally. I'm dead serious."
Sweat beaded on April's brow. She looked to Charlie for
support. Charlie, as usual, looked helpless. Steve said, "I want
your answer in five seconds or I'll have Marsha make the call.
Once the call is placed, I'm withdrawing the offer.
One...two...three...four..."
"All right. I'll agree." She turned to Terry and said, "I'm
sorry, Terry, but he has us over a barrel."
"I know, Mom. It's all right. It's not your fault, it's his."
Terry glared at Steve.
Steve took his finger off the intercom button and said, "Good,
now strip your daughter and bind her to my couch. The bindings are
attached. Cuff her hands at the top."
April stood and helped Terry to her feet. Terry stood passive
as April stripped her. She let her mother place her in position
but began trembling. April first secured her wrists over her head,
then brought her left leg back near her shoulder and looped a
velcro strap around her ankle, pining her foot in line with her
head. When she did the same with her right leg, Terry let out an
anguished groan. Her sex was lifted, totally open and vulnerable.
April stood back and said, there, are you happy?"
"I'll let you know after I fuck her. I see she healed up
nicely, fresh shave." He dropped his pants as the crowd pressed
in. He knelt at her ass and aimed his cock at her hole. Other men
were getting out of their pants and getting in line as Steve
entered her. Terry moaned as he sank in to his balls in her aroused
pussy. She looked into his eyes and said, "I guess this makes me
your whore now, huh?"
Steve stroked in and out, then said, "That's right, Terry. Do
you have a problem with that?"
"No, it seems to be my destiny."
THE FINAL END