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Case #8: It's Barbie's Fault
This was the first "Reverse Seduction" case we had discussed in our Group Therapy Sessions. Due to the nature and sensitivity of the topic, all names and locations have been changed.
"Please,Daddy?"
"Um, I don't think that's such a good idea,Sweetie."
"Please,Daddy? I promised my Barbie that You Would!"
"Sweetie, we're not supposed to do those kind of things."
"Why not? Please? Don't You love Me?"
"Ah,for Fuck's sake!" I said, and quickly clapped a hand over my mouth. I Never swore in front of my daughter.
"Hee hee hee,Daddy. You said 'Fuck'! But You didn't said,'No'." Shelly hugged me,pressing her cute little freckled face into my abdomen then she looked up at me with those big brown eyes of hers.
"I'll go tell Barbie it's o.k." she whispered before letting go of me,turning around and skipping down the hall to her bedroom.
'I'm in some serious shit,now.' I thought to myself, because as I watched my daughter go skipping down the hall, with her long strawberry blond hair swaying from side to side, I realised that I was actually beginning to entertain her suggestion.
And,that's how it began. Six months ago. A pseudo-argument between a father and his daughter, in the doorway of the bathroom. All because she got this crazy idea that her Barbie doll needed to see her Daddy's 'Thing'."
"So, J.T., I take it You were more embarrassed than ashamed about the incident?" I asked. But before He could answer, Moira interrupted.
"He shouldn't be. Embarrassed Or Ashamed. Either One! It's only Natural. Ya know? Every Daughter teases Her Father in one sexual way or another. And Those Women that deny it are Liars! I did almost the same thing to My Daddy, and I was a couple of years younger than your Shelly is, J.T.." Moira sat there grinning like the Cheshire Cat, pinning J.T. with a seductive stare over the top of her horn-rim glasses.
"Thank You, Moira. But..."
"I know,I know. You're the Doctor. Please continue, J.T." She said with a wave of her hand. I had to hide my smile behind the notes I was holding. It's never a good idea to encourage Her.
"Well... The next evening, as I was getting out of the shower, I got another blind-side. When I opened the shower curtain, Shelly, was sitting on the toilet,wearing one of my old t-shirts, holding the bath towel in her lap.
Now, I will admit that whenever I shower, like most guys, I either end up sporting a Semi or a full fledged Hard-on, and..."
"Well,Which was It? I bet it was a Hard-On! You Look like a Shower Stroker to Me. Y'all know the type. Yankin' on your piece of Meat, till that Cock of yours is all nice and fat and hard. Just so you can step out and admire yourself in the mirror! Daddy was like that." Moira giggled.
"I Was NOT Hard!" a red faced J.T. exclaimed. "Not at first, anyway. It happened without warning And It Wasn't My Fault!"
"Let Me guess,'Suddenly, Shelly jumped off the toilet,threw her arms around Me, professed her undying love for,Me, her own Daddy, and Begged me to Fuck Her, Right Then and There!' "
"Moira!"
"Sorry,Doc. Couldn't help myself. It's just that this reminds me of a story I once read on a porno sight and..."
"Moira. You, yourself, just admitted to seducing Your Father when even Younger than Shelly. Would You like me to have, J.T. stop, so You can tell Your story and we can compare notes?" There came a smattering of nervous laughter from some of the other patients in the room. And at least three, who encouraged the idea.
"Hardly! This isn't a competition. You May Continue, J.T.!"
I hate it when she uses her, Holier than Thou "Dutchess" tone of voice, but that was not the time to argue about it. She knew she had two strikes, and I knew she wouldn't push for a third. Moira gets way too turned on to miss any of the juicy details. That's just one of the things I love about her.
"You see," and J.T. cut Moira a dirty look, "like I said, I Was sporting a Semi, and since the damage was already done, I just pointed to the towel in Shelly's lap, trying to be nonchalant about it while standing there waiting. But,Shelly didn't move a muscle. She just sat there, with her mouth slightly open and a puzzled expression on her cute little face. Her eyes never left the sight of my quickly stiffening cock. So I bent over and took the towel from her myself, to cover my nakedness. But, for some reason I didn't. Instead, I threw the towel around my neck, put my fists on my hips and let nature take it's course.
"Yumm-mmeee. Good Daddy!" Moira purred. "Sorry, sorry. Won't say another word. Then what happened?"
"Nothing, really. I just stood there with my dick pointing at the bathroom ceiling. Then, Shelly whispered
'Daddy. I,I feel f-funny.'
"What's wrong,Sweetie? Don't you like it? Isn't this what you wanted?" I whispered back, my own voice trembling.
Shelly nodded her head 'Yes' and slowly lifted the hem of her t-shirt while spreading her legs, exposing her bare vaginal mound to me. "Do You Like Mine?" she asked in a very timid voice.
"Oh,My God, Sweetie,Yes! Of course I do, It's beautiful! Everything about you is beautiful!"
"Am I more beautiful than Barbie?"
"Barbie is an Ugly old Hag, compared to You,Sweetie!"
"Oh,Daddy! Barbie's gonna be So Jealous when I tell Her that I got to see Your Thing first! Daddy? You Are Gonna Show IT to Barbie. Right?" I just stood there smiling down at her like some dumbass fool. "And Daddy? Please don't tell Mommy about this,yet. O.K.? You Promise?"
"I won't Sweetie. I promise."
"Nothing,My Sweet Ass." Moira said to me in a stage whisper. 'O.K., O.K.,Sorry!"
J.T. continued like there hadn't been another interruption.
My wife, Mary, may be fucking kinky, in fact there are times when she gets downright Scary Kinky, Kinkier than even Me, but this was a topic we had never broached before. Shit, How Do You even begin to bring up a topic like that anyway?
Hell, until the day before, I thought we still had years to go before even considering having 'The Talk' with Shelly! Shows what I know.
Anyway...
Shelly got off the toilet and stood there staring at my hard-on a moment longer, then she nodded to herself, crossed the bathroom floor, cracked the door just enough to peek out,and after seeing that the coast was clear,she bolted down the hall back to her bedroom.
For the life of me, I couldn't figure out Why was she doing this. And wherever was she getting these ideas from? Then something she had said hit me, 'Please don't tell Mommy about this, yet. O.K.?'
Yet?!
Things escalated quickly after that.
In fact,the next night, Shelly brought Barbie to dinner with her. They were both dressed up in matching outfits and Mary made a big deal of pointing out how pretty they looked. I just smiled and said that I thought Shelly was the much prettier of the pair. I won't complain about the outcome, because I was lavished with kisses from both my wife and daughter.
But I was thrown for a loop,when Mary suddenly said "J.T., I'm surprised at You! Aren't you going to pay Barbie a compliment,too?"
"Um,Um...Barbie? You look quite fetching in that dress." I said and raised my coffee cup in a salute.
Mary burst out laughing and muttered something about me being a "typical male", while Shelly ran over,with Barbie in hand. After Barbie gave me a 'kiss' on the cheek, Shelly hugged me tight and whispered 'Wait till You see Us Naked!' in my ear. Then she asked her mother if she may be excused for the evening.
For some reason, Mary refused my advances that night. She didn't act mad, and it wasn't 'That Time', she just didn't want to fuck. Which was very much out of character.
Two days later, after continued refusal, I woke up with another raging hard-on. I got out of bed and stood there yawning. At first I didn't realise that Shelly was sitting on the floor until she held Barbie up, and I felt a pair of miniature plastic hands tickling the head of my cock!
I don't know how high I jumped, but I was surprised I didn't get bashed in the head by the ceiling fan,or have a heart attack for that matter.
I was standing there, still shaking, when I heard Shelly say,
"See,Barbie? And You didn't believe me when I said it was bigger than You! But You believe Me now,right? Isn't Daddy's Thing Wonderful? What? You're right,Barbie. Mommy Is Lucky! What? Oh, I agree, I don't think it's fair either. Mommy Should Share IT with Us,too!"
Shelly had left the bedroom right after making her comments, and I was sitting on the bed, lost in confusion, with the sheet pulled over my lap when Mary came in.
"J.T.? What are You doing? Hurry Up! You're gonna be late for work!" That was it. I didn't even get a good morning kiss. Just a quick scolding.
I was halfway dressed when I heard them leave. I still think Mary let me over sl eep on purpose.
Two more days went by and two more nights without any sex. Now I was getting concerned. Mary and I had never gone this long without at least a Little Something between us. Hell, we were fucking when Her water broke,for crying out loud. And on the third night after Shelly was born, I was giving Mary a sponge bath when She Insisted on giving Me a Blow-Job and had me milk her dry!
It just didn't make any sense!
Finally, after a terribly long week, Friday evening rolled around. We had just finished the main course of dinner and were sitting around the table having quiet conversation, when Mary excused herself and went into the kitchen to fix dessert. As soon as Mary left the room, Shelly removed Barbie from her purse, where she had been staring at me throughout dinner, and posed Her on the table. Barbie was on her back,legs splayed open, Her plastic crotch pointing in my direction. Shelly had pulled Barbie's dress up to show she was going 'Commando'.
"Mommy? Do You need any help?" Shelly yelled into the kitchen.
"Not right now,Honey. I'm gonna be a few minutes!"
And as soon as Mary said that, Shelly came around the table, sat in the chair next to Barbie, put her heels on the seat cushion,spread her legs as wide as she could and pulled her dress up to her waist.
"See,Daddy? I'm not wearing panties either!" she whispered "And I can do something Barbie can't. Know what it is?" Shelly was looking at her mother's reflection in the cupboard's glass, making sure she wouldn't get caught. "I can do this!" Shelly reached under her thighs, and using her fingertips, spread her tiny,bright pink pussy apart until there was a gaping hole just about as big around as a pencil.
"Barbie and Mommy may have big boobs,but I have This! And You think it's Beautiful!" Shelly was beginning to pant a little. Hell,I was too.
"Is it prettier than, Mommy's?" She had put her legs down, rearranged her dress and was sitting there like a proper little lady,smiling at me,waiting for my answer.
"Sweetie, You have The Most Beautiful Vagina in the World!" I barely managed to keep my voice at a low whisper.
"Oh,Daddy, It's called a Pussy! Call it that, You big Silly. Whisper it in my ear. Tell Me I have a Pretty Pussy! Mommy thinks it's pretty,but That's a secret. Don't tell her I said anything. So, What do I have?"
"You have The Most Perfect, Prettiest Pussy in the All World!"
"Prettier than Mommy's?"
"Yes,Sweetie! Much Prettier than Mommy's!"
"Daddy! That tickles!" Shelly giggled in an overly loud voice.
"What tickles, Honey?" Mary asked as she set the cake on the table.
"Oh,Daddy's breath, when He whispered in my ear."
"Whispered in your ear? Now, what would Your Daddy Possibly be whispering to such a Pretty Little Girl about?"
Shelly looked at me and grinned, then looked at her mother and started giggling. They were sharing one of 'Those Looks' girls have with each other when Mary suddenly bent over, giving me a full Tit Flash down her shirt. She had taken her god-damn bra off when she was in the kitchen!
I could feel my cock starting to swell and get caught in the folds of my boxer shorts.
"Honey? Do You really think Barbie should be exposing herself to Your Daddy like that? I mean, what do you think would happen if You and I did that? Hmm?" Mary was enjoying herself, teasing me to no end.
"Gee, Mommy. I don't know. What do You think,Barbie?"
"J.T., You don't look so good. Why are you sweating, Dear? Are You in pain? Hmm? I know! Why don't you go get out of those work clothes and put on 'Something a little more Comfortable'. Here's an idea! Why don't We All, go and put on 'Something a little more Comfortable'?" Mary's voice had dropped to a very low husky whisper."Here,Dear. Stand up and Let Mommy help you. Those pants of yours must be ki lling you by now. It's o.k."
I stood there on shaking legs and let my wife undo my pants. The relief I felt when she pulled them down to my ankles was such a sweet,sweet blessing.
"Mommy! Look at That!" Shelly exclaimed and ran forward to rub the outline of my bulge through my shorts, but Mary was faster and whipped them down first. Instead of cloth, what Shelly got was a hand full of my hot,hard cock.
Mary was resting her chin on my shoulder. She had wrapped her arms around me and was massaging my ball sack with her right hand while squeezing the base of my cock with her left. Her grip was so tight that my cock had already turned purple.
"Go on,Honey. Do like I showed You. See? It's just like Mommy's dildo only bigger. That's right, jerk it off like I showed you."
"Can I kiss it Mommy? I want to Kiss it. Barbie thinks I should." Shelly panted,as she slowly ran her fingers around the head of my cock and stood there licking her lips.
The entire situation was almost too much.
Just the thought that Our Daughter, at such a young age, was just as kinky and sexually driven as We were?! I almost blew my load, but Mary knew the signs and was always able to take control.
"Honey, look at what has happened to Your Daddy! Oh,My. I think maybe You Should Kiss the tip of his cock while I jerk him off. What do You think,Dear?"
After that, all I really remember is the feel of Mary's breath,hot against my neck as she kissed me. The firmness of her breasts as they pressed against my back, and the sudden exquisite sensation of Our Daughters tender lips when she enveloped the tip of my cock, with her mouth.
"NOT YET, Dear. Before I Let You Cum, I want to know how all this started. What made Our Pure,Precious,Innocent Little Girl Come to Her Very Own Mother and Beg to be Used as a Fuck Toy! By Both Mommy and Daddy! Is it because She has been secretly watching Us Fuck since she was a tod dler? Is it My Fault,for being such a Fucking Pervert, and giving birth to another one who may grow up to be an even Nastier Pervert than Me?! Is It Your fault? Your Fault for Insisting I get Pregnant, even though I'm Your Own sister, as we live in Sin as Man and Wife ? I Thank God every Day She's Not Deformed. In Fact,Look at Her! She's Perfect! Or is it Her Fault? Her Fault For Being Just Like Us?"
"It's Barbie's Fault!" I moaned.
"See,Mommy? I, TOLD You it was Barbie's idea! Can Daddy cum in my mouth now? Please?! I wanna see what it tastes like! If You Don't Let Daddy Cum In My Mouth, I Won't Fist Fuck You!"
J.T. fell silent. His gaze lost to a point somewhere beneath the floorboards, a small smile on his lips.
"Um...O.K.. Group, we're running a bit over so, I think that will just about do it for this weeks session. Remember, We don't judge, We Never Press, We only Help and Support one another. Until Next week,then." I dismissed the Group, patted J.T. on the shoulder and stood there watching as He walked through the door with Rex and Sheila.
Moira was the last one in the room. She's always the last one, how else can I give her a lift home if she isn't?
"Doc?"
"Yes, Moira?"
"He Totally Came in Shelly's mouth,didn't He! C'mon! He Did, Didn't He?!"
"Totally!" And I couldn't help but laugh at the expression on her face.
"Well,He ain't gonna be the only one!" She exclaimed. "Now, take Me home,Doc. I Need Me some French Fries and a Good Fuckin'!"
See why I Love Her?
This was the first "Reverse Seduction" case we had discussed in our Group Therapy Sessions. Due to the nature and sensitivity of the topic, all names and locations have been changed.
"Please,Daddy?"
"Um, I don't think that's such a good idea,Sweetie."
"Please,Daddy? I promised my Barbie that You Would!"
"Sweetie, we're not supposed to do those kind of things."
"Why not? Please? Don't You love Me?"
"Ah,for Fuck's sake!" I said, and quickly clapped a hand over my mouth. I Never swore in front of my daughter.
"Hee hee hee,Daddy. You said 'Fuck'! But You didn't said,'No'." Shelly hugged me,pressing her cute little freckled face into my abdomen then she looked up at me with those big brown eyes of hers.
"I'll go tell Barbie it's o.k." she whispered before letting go of me,turning around and skipping down the hall to her bedroom.
'I'm in some serious shit,now.' I thought to myself, because as I watched my daughter go skipping down the hall, with her long strawberry blond hair swaying from side to side, I realised that I was actually beginning to entertain her suggestion.
And,that's how it began. Six months ago. A pseudo-argument between a father and his daughter, in the doorway of the bathroom. All because she got this crazy idea that her Barbie doll needed to see her Daddy's 'Thing'."
"So, J.T., I take it You were more embarrassed than ashamed about the incident?" I asked. But before He could answer, Moira interrupted.
"He shouldn't be. Embarrassed Or Ashamed. Either One! It's only Natural. Ya know? Every Daughter teases Her Father in one sexual way or another. And Those Women that deny it are Liars! I did almost the same thing to My Daddy, and I was a couple of years younger than your Shelly is, J.T.." Moira sat there grinning like the Cheshire Cat, pinning J.T. with a seductive stare over the top of her horn-rim glasses.
"Thank You, Moira. But..."
"I know,I know. You're the Doctor. Please continue, J.T." She said with a wave of her hand. I had to hide my smile behind the notes I was holding. It's never a good idea to encourage Her.
"Well... The next evening, as I was getting out of the shower, I got another blind-side. When I opened the shower curtain, Shelly, was sitting on the toilet,wearing one of my old t-shirts, holding the bath towel in her lap.
Now, I will admit that whenever I shower, like most guys, I either end up sporting a Semi or a full fledged Hard-on, and..."
"Well,Which was It? I bet it was a Hard-On! You Look like a Shower Stroker to Me. Y'all know the type. Yankin' on your piece of Meat, till that Cock of yours is all nice and fat and hard. Just so you can step out and admire yourself in the mirror! Daddy was like that." Moira giggled.
"I Was NOT Hard!" a red faced J.T. exclaimed. "Not at first, anyway. It happened without warning And It Wasn't My Fault!"
"Let Me guess,'Suddenly, Shelly jumped off the toilet,threw her arms around Me, professed her undying love for,Me, her own Daddy, and Begged me to Fuck Her, Right Then and There!' "
"Moira!"
"Sorry,Doc. Couldn't help myself. It's just that this reminds me of a story I once read on a porno sight and..."
"Moira. You, yourself, just admitted to seducing Your Father when even Younger than Shelly. Would You like me to have, J.T. stop, so You can tell Your story and we can compare notes?" There came a smattering of nervous laughter from some of the other patients in the room. And at least three, who encouraged the idea.
"Hardly! This isn't a competition. You May Continue, J.T.!"
I hate it when she uses her, Holier than Thou "Dutchess" tone of voice, but that was not the time to argue about it. She knew she had two strikes, and I knew she wouldn't push for a third. Moira gets way too turned on to miss any of the juicy details. That's just one of the things I love about her.
"You see," and J.T. cut Moira a dirty look, "like I said, I Was sporting a Semi, and since the damage was already done, I just pointed to the towel in Shelly's lap, trying to be nonchalant about it while standing there waiting. But,Shelly didn't move a muscle. She just sat there, with her mouth slightly open and a puzzled expression on her cute little face. Her eyes never left the sight of my quickly stiffening cock. So I bent over and took the towel from her myself, to cover my nakedness. But, for some reason I didn't. Instead, I threw the towel around my neck, put my fists on my hips and let nature take it's course.
"Yumm-mmeee. Good Daddy!" Moira purred. "Sorry, sorry. Won't say another word. Then what happened?"
"Nothing, really. I just stood there with my dick pointing at the bathroom ceiling. Then, Shelly whispered
'Daddy. I,I feel f-funny.'
"What's wrong,Sweetie? Don't you like it? Isn't this what you wanted?" I whispered back, my own voice trembling.
Shelly nodded her head 'Yes' and slowly lifted the hem of her t-shirt while spreading her legs, exposing her bare vaginal mound to me. "Do You Like Mine?" she asked in a very timid voice.
"Oh,My God, Sweetie,Yes! Of course I do, It's beautiful! Everything about you is beautiful!"
"Am I more beautiful than Barbie?"
"Barbie is an Ugly old Hag, compared to You,Sweetie!"
"Oh,Daddy! Barbie's gonna be So Jealous when I tell Her that I got to see Your Thing first! Daddy? You Are Gonna Show IT to Barbie. Right?" I just stood there smiling down at her like some dumbass fool. "And Daddy? Please don't tell Mommy about this,yet. O.K.? You Promise?"
"I won't Sweetie. I promise."
"Nothing,My Sweet Ass." Moira said to me in a stage whisper. 'O.K., O.K.,Sorry!"
J.T. continued like there hadn't been another interruption.
My wife, Mary, may be fucking kinky, in fact there are times when she gets downright Scary Kinky, Kinkier than even Me, but this was a topic we had never broached before. Shit, How Do You even begin to bring up a topic like that anyway?
Hell, until the day before, I thought we still had years to go before even considering having 'The Talk' with Shelly! Shows what I know.
Anyway...
Shelly got off the toilet and stood there staring at my hard-on a moment longer, then she nodded to herself, crossed the bathroom floor, cracked the door just enough to peek out,and after seeing that the coast was clear,she bolted down the hall back to her bedroom.
For the life of me, I couldn't figure out Why was she doing this. And wherever was she getting these ideas from? Then something she had said hit me, 'Please don't tell Mommy about this, yet. O.K.?'
Yet?!
Things escalated quickly after that.
In fact,the next night, Shelly brought Barbie to dinner with her. They were both dressed up in matching outfits and Mary made a big deal of pointing out how pretty they looked. I just smiled and said that I thought Shelly was the much prettier of the pair. I won't complain about the outcome, because I was lavished with kisses from both my wife and daughter.
But I was thrown for a loop,when Mary suddenly said "J.T., I'm surprised at You! Aren't you going to pay Barbie a compliment,too?"
"Um,Um...Barbie? You look quite fetching in that dress." I said and raised my coffee cup in a salute.
Mary burst out laughing and muttered something about me being a "typical male", while Shelly ran over,with Barbie in hand. After Barbie gave me a 'kiss' on the cheek, Shelly hugged me tight and whispered 'Wait till You see Us Naked!' in my ear. Then she asked her mother if she may be excused for the evening.
For some reason, Mary refused my advances that night. She didn't act mad, and it wasn't 'That Time', she just didn't want to fuck. Which was very much out of character.
Two days later, after continued refusal, I woke up with another raging hard-on. I got out of bed and stood there yawning. At first I didn't realise that Shelly was sitting on the floor until she held Barbie up, and I felt a pair of miniature plastic hands tickling the head of my cock!
I don't know how high I jumped, but I was surprised I didn't get bashed in the head by the ceiling fan,or have a heart attack for that matter.
I was standing there, still shaking, when I heard Shelly say,
"See,Barbie? And You didn't believe me when I said it was bigger than You! But You believe Me now,right? Isn't Daddy's Thing Wonderful? What? You're right,Barbie. Mommy Is Lucky! What? Oh, I agree, I don't think it's fair either. Mommy Should Share IT with Us,too!"
Shelly had left the bedroom right after making her comments, and I was sitting on the bed, lost in confusion, with the sheet pulled over my lap when Mary came in.
"J.T.? What are You doing? Hurry Up! You're gonna be late for work!" That was it. I didn't even get a good morning kiss. Just a quick scolding.
I was halfway dressed when I heard them leave. I still think Mary let me over sl eep on purpose.
Two more days went by and two more nights without any sex. Now I was getting concerned. Mary and I had never gone this long without at least a Little Something between us. Hell, we were fucking when Her water broke,for crying out loud. And on the third night after Shelly was born, I was giving Mary a sponge bath when She Insisted on giving Me a Blow-Job and had me milk her dry!
It just didn't make any sense!
Finally, after a terribly long week, Friday evening rolled around. We had just finished the main course of dinner and were sitting around the table having quiet conversation, when Mary excused herself and went into the kitchen to fix dessert. As soon as Mary left the room, Shelly removed Barbie from her purse, where she had been staring at me throughout dinner, and posed Her on the table. Barbie was on her back,legs splayed open, Her plastic crotch pointing in my direction. Shelly had pulled Barbie's dress up to show she was going 'Commando'.
"Mommy? Do You need any help?" Shelly yelled into the kitchen.
"Not right now,Honey. I'm gonna be a few minutes!"
And as soon as Mary said that, Shelly came around the table, sat in the chair next to Barbie, put her heels on the seat cushion,spread her legs as wide as she could and pulled her dress up to her waist.
"See,Daddy? I'm not wearing panties either!" she whispered "And I can do something Barbie can't. Know what it is?" Shelly was looking at her mother's reflection in the cupboard's glass, making sure she wouldn't get caught. "I can do this!" Shelly reached under her thighs, and using her fingertips, spread her tiny,bright pink pussy apart until there was a gaping hole just about as big around as a pencil.
"Barbie and Mommy may have big boobs,but I have This! And You think it's Beautiful!" Shelly was beginning to pant a little. Hell,I was too.
"Is it prettier than, Mommy's?" She had put her legs down, rearranged her dress and was sitting there like a proper little lady,smiling at me,waiting for my answer.
"Sweetie, You have The Most Beautiful Vagina in the World!" I barely managed to keep my voice at a low whisper.
"Oh,Daddy, It's called a Pussy! Call it that, You big Silly. Whisper it in my ear. Tell Me I have a Pretty Pussy! Mommy thinks it's pretty,but That's a secret. Don't tell her I said anything. So, What do I have?"
"You have The Most Perfect, Prettiest Pussy in the All World!"
"Prettier than Mommy's?"
"Yes,Sweetie! Much Prettier than Mommy's!"
"Daddy! That tickles!" Shelly giggled in an overly loud voice.
"What tickles, Honey?" Mary asked as she set the cake on the table.
"Oh,Daddy's breath, when He whispered in my ear."
"Whispered in your ear? Now, what would Your Daddy Possibly be whispering to such a Pretty Little Girl about?"
Shelly looked at me and grinned, then looked at her mother and started giggling. They were sharing one of 'Those Looks' girls have with each other when Mary suddenly bent over, giving me a full Tit Flash down her shirt. She had taken her god-damn bra off when she was in the kitchen!
I could feel my cock starting to swell and get caught in the folds of my boxer shorts.
"Honey? Do You really think Barbie should be exposing herself to Your Daddy like that? I mean, what do you think would happen if You and I did that? Hmm?" Mary was enjoying herself, teasing me to no end.
"Gee, Mommy. I don't know. What do You think,Barbie?"
"J.T., You don't look so good. Why are you sweating, Dear? Are You in pain? Hmm? I know! Why don't you go get out of those work clothes and put on 'Something a little more Comfortable'. Here's an idea! Why don't We All, go and put on 'Something a little more Comfortable'?" Mary's voice had dropped to a very low husky whisper."Here,Dear. Stand up and Let Mommy help you. Those pants of yours must be ki lling you by now. It's o.k."
I stood there on shaking legs and let my wife undo my pants. The relief I felt when she pulled them down to my ankles was such a sweet,sweet blessing.
"Mommy! Look at That!" Shelly exclaimed and ran forward to rub the outline of my bulge through my shorts, but Mary was faster and whipped them down first. Instead of cloth, what Shelly got was a hand full of my hot,hard cock.
Mary was resting her chin on my shoulder. She had wrapped her arms around me and was massaging my ball sack with her right hand while squeezing the base of my cock with her left. Her grip was so tight that my cock had already turned purple.
"Go on,Honey. Do like I showed You. See? It's just like Mommy's dildo only bigger. That's right, jerk it off like I showed you."
"Can I kiss it Mommy? I want to Kiss it. Barbie thinks I should." Shelly panted,as she slowly ran her fingers around the head of my cock and stood there licking her lips.
The entire situation was almost too much.
Just the thought that Our Daughter, at such a young age, was just as kinky and sexually driven as We were?! I almost blew my load, but Mary knew the signs and was always able to take control.
"Honey, look at what has happened to Your Daddy! Oh,My. I think maybe You Should Kiss the tip of his cock while I jerk him off. What do You think,Dear?"
After that, all I really remember is the feel of Mary's breath,hot against my neck as she kissed me. The firmness of her breasts as they pressed against my back, and the sudden exquisite sensation of Our Daughters tender lips when she enveloped the tip of my cock, with her mouth.
"NOT YET, Dear. Before I Let You Cum, I want to know how all this started. What made Our Pure,Precious,Innocent Little Girl Come to Her Very Own Mother and Beg to be Used as a Fuck Toy! By Both Mommy and Daddy! Is it because She has been secretly watching Us Fuck since she was a tod dler? Is it My Fault,for being such a Fucking Pervert, and giving birth to another one who may grow up to be an even Nastier Pervert than Me?! Is It Your fault? Your Fault for Insisting I get Pregnant, even though I'm Your Own sister, as we live in Sin as Man and Wife ? I Thank God every Day She's Not Deformed. In Fact,Look at Her! She's Perfect! Or is it Her Fault? Her Fault For Being Just Like Us?"
"It's Barbie's Fault!" I moaned.
"See,Mommy? I, TOLD You it was Barbie's idea! Can Daddy cum in my mouth now? Please?! I wanna see what it tastes like! If You Don't Let Daddy Cum In My Mouth, I Won't Fist Fuck You!"
J.T. fell silent. His gaze lost to a point somewhere beneath the floorboards, a small smile on his lips.
"Um...O.K.. Group, we're running a bit over so, I think that will just about do it for this weeks session. Remember, We don't judge, We Never Press, We only Help and Support one another. Until Next week,then." I dismissed the Group, patted J.T. on the shoulder and stood there watching as He walked through the door with Rex and Sheila.
Moira was the last one in the room. She's always the last one, how else can I give her a lift home if she isn't?
"Doc?"
"Yes, Moira?"
"He Totally Came in Shelly's mouth,didn't He! C'mon! He Did, Didn't He?!"
"Totally!" And I couldn't help but laugh at the expression on her face.
"Well,He ain't gonna be the only one!" She exclaimed. "Now, take Me home,Doc. I Need Me some French Fries and a Good Fuckin'!"
See why I Love Her?
Clover
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