Family Therapy Pt. 02

Family Therapy

Part-2

Sonya and Jay continue their therapy with controlling Lacy

Erotic fiction

by

Casey Bea

[Author's note: My apologies for the editing error in part-1 regarding Sonya's mother. She is alive and well and visiting her sister.]

***

"So, did you dream about me last night?" Sonya asked when she came into the kitchen. She had masturbated in a pair of her panties and given them to him to put under his pillow.

"No," Jay answered. "More's the pity. I guess that only works in fantasies. I did take them into the bathroom when I got up and jerked off with them held up to my face and breathing in through my mouth and nose."

Sonya giggled, and said, "I wish Lacy would let me watch you! I frigged my pussy in bed this morning thinking of you with a big boner poking up your sheet dreaming of me."

She went to the cupboard and reached up to get a cereal bowl. The nightshirt she was wearing rode up to expose her naked ass. After the first session with Lacy, she had abandoned all pretense of modesty in front of her father, and he didn't even try to rein her in.

The fact was that he enjoyed looking at her body and was happy that he no longer had to hide it. That didn't mean that he was going to walk around the house half naked himself, however, although Sonya tried to talk him into it and even bought him a pair of Speedo-type undies. As a compromise, he would wear a t-shirt and his loose boxers, which, when he was aroused, tented provocatively.

***

When they left for their appointment the following Wednesday, Jay was dressed as before in "office casual" attire of a white Oxford shirt and khaki slacks. Sonya, on the other hand, was not wearing the skimpy, "cock-teasing" outfit from last time, but an outfit that she might wear to school, including a bra and underpants.

When Jay commented on her shift in apparel, she told him. "Lacy texted me and told me to dress this way. She wouldn't say why. It's weird if we're going to be naked, like she said last time."

"I'm sure she has her reasons," he replied. He found that he was very comfortable with this woman, and trusted her implicitly.

Lacy met them at the door, and escorted them to her office. She wore an ivory colored suit over a red satin blouse, again accented with her string of pearls.

"So, how was your week?" Lacy asked them.

"Long!" Sonya answered with a laugh.

"Did you masturbate?" she asked.

"Oh, hell yes!" she answered.

"In private?"

"Yes," she said, her tone indicating her dislike of that rule.

"And you?" she asked Jay as they entered her office.

"Yeah, I had a few pretty good orgasms after watching Sonya parade around in nearly nothing," he replied. "I'm happy that I don't have to pretend I'm not looking at her adorable body anymore."

"And I'm happy to have you looking," Sonya said. She turned to Lacy, and said, "I thought you said we were all going to be naked today, but then you had me put on more clothes than the last time we were here. What's up with that?"

Lacy looked at Jay, and said good-naturedly, "Patience is not her long suit, is it?"

He laughed, and said, "Not hardly!"

Answering Sonya, Lacy said, "It came out in last week's session that your father liked the idea of undressing you. I thought I would give him the opportunity. And you to undress him, if that's not too objectionable."

She bounced excitedly on the couch and said, "Oh, my God! Yes! Yes! Can I go first?"

"Fine," Lacy said. "But we're just going down to underwear right now. We'll see how the session goes to see if we go further."

"You said we'd be naked!" Sonya challenged. For all that had gone on in the last session and all week, Sonya had yet to ever actually see her father's cock. It was always just a bulge in his pants or shorts.

"I said you wouldn't be wearing any clothes," Lacy corrected her. "You interpreted that to mean naked." She paused a moment and went on, "Semantics aside, it's what I'm saying now. You have to trust that I know what I'm doing."

"Fine!" Sonya said resignedly as she stood up. Jay stood, too, and they faced one another.

"Have you ever fantasized about undressing your father?" Lacy asked.

"Not really," she answered. "Well, except for pulling his sheet off him and maybe taking off his shorts. Other than that, he's already naked in my fantasies."

"I suggest you start with the shoes," Lacy said. "But I'm curious to see where you go from there."

Jay pried off his shoes and kicked them aside as Sonya began unbuttoning his shirt at the top. She went slowly from one button to the next, very intentionally laying the backs of her hands against his chest as she went down. She wondered if Lacy was going to invoke some no-touching rule, but she remained silent, just watching.

The last button was tucked in behind his belt, so she tugged up and unfastened it too. Then she slowly pulled his front shirttail from his pants. When she reached around him to untuck the back, she laid the side of her face against his cotton t-shirt as if it were a long reach. She inhaled deeply, smelling the muskiness of his body as she slowly lifted the shirttails free.

Then, with her hands back in front, she parted the two halves, sliding her hands across his chest and up to his shoulders. He put his arms behind his back so she could slide the shirt off, and as she lowered it down his arm with hers wrapped around him again, she pressed the other side of her face to his chest. When the shirt was finally off, she laid it neatly over the back of one of the chairs.

Lacy grinned, and said, "You have more patience than I gave you credit for, Sonya. That was very sensual. Very erotic for just taking off a shirt. Are you wet?"

"Oh, yes!" Sonya laughed.

"Please continue." She didn't need to ask Jay if he was aroused; it was obvious from the bulge in his pants.

Sonya unbuckled her father's belt then undid the button behind it. She went into a squat as she slowly pulled down his zipper while running the back of her hand along his entrapped erection. Then she ran both hands up the front of his pants to take hold of the waist, sliding one palm over his boner as she went. Her pussy leaked in her pants.

She slowly lowered his pants with one thumb extended so it rubbed the entire length of his trapped erection now separated from her touch only by the material of his boxers. She felt the ridge of his knob as her thumb brushed over it, and then she felt the wet spot at its tip. Her pussy leaked even more.

She slid the pants down his legs with her face only a foot away from his engorged dick straining against his shorts. When he stepped out of his pants one leg at a time, she leaned in, and her forehead rubbed against his erection. With even that momentary contact, and separated by a layer of cloth, she felt its heat.

She stood up and laid his pants on the seat of the chair. Her crotch was soaked.

Neither Jay nor Sonya had noticed, but somewhere in all that, Lacy had removed her Jacket. She stepped out from behind her desk, walked to the office door, and closed it. But it wasn't for privacy--there was no one else in the house--it was because there was a full-length mirror on the back of it.

"Your father's turn, now," she said to Sonya. "But please step over here in front of the mirror. I'd like your father to undress you from behind, if that's all right with the two of you."

They stepped in front of the mirror, and Lacy moved behind them where she could see Sonya's reflection.

In just his t-shirt, his tented boxers, and socks, Jay moved in close behind his daughter and reached his arms around her. But rather than unbuttoning her blouse, he opted to take off her pants first. Looking at her in the mirror, he unbuckled her narrow belt and then popped the snap behind it. He slowly pulled down her zipper--letting his fingers brush over her mound--and then slid his hands back up and around to her hips.

He slid his thumbs inside the waist and slowly worked the slacks down over her ass. He crouched to slide them down her legs, and as she lifted one then the other, she put her hand on his head for balance. Her movements caused her panty-clad ass to accidentally brush against her father's cheek. It happened with both legs.

He draped her pants over the arm of the couch and stepped back behind her. For a long moment he just looked at her reflection. The tails of her white school-girl shirt hung just long enough to hide her panties, giving the suggestion that she might be naked beneath the shirt. It was a very sexy look, and his dick responded with a twitch that caused it to brush her ass. The contact, even through layers of fabric, caused it to ooze a long discharge of pre-cum.

He brought his hands up near her neck, gently brushing her skin as he found and undid the top button while watching himself in the mirror. When his fingers moved down to the next button, he opened his hands so his palms brushed across her tits. It was the first contact he had ever had with them.

Her nipples were erect, and he easily felt their nubs through her bra and blouse. He spent an inordinate amount of time fumbling with that button, and as he struggled with it, he moved a fraction of an inch closer to her, and his trapped erection touched her ass again, and this time he left it there. If Lacy noticed from where she leaned against her desk, she didn't say anything.

She did notice, and she just smiled.

A low moan escaped Sonya's throat, and her father felt a shiver run through her body. Her pussy and his dick leaked at the same time.

He continued unbuttoning, gliding his fingers over her belly as he went down. The last button was just at the top of her vulva, and he struggled with that one, too. His erection moved back and forth across her ass as he did.

Finished, he moved his hands and just looked at her reflection again. The blouse draped open on its own, revealing the front clasp between the cups of her bra, a narrow strip of her bare belly, her teardrop bellybutton, and a teasing glimpse of her panties. He could tell from the sheen that the crotch was soaked.

He slid his hands up her arms to her shoulders, gave them a gentle massaging squeeze, and then slid the blouse off them and down her arms. She moved her arms behind her back to allow the blouse to slide off, and just happened to brush her father's trapped boner with the back of one hand.

He laid the shirt atop her slacks, and turned back to look at her. The triangle of her panties hugged the roundness of her tight little ass, and her otherwise bare back was interrupted only by the narrow cross-strap of her bra, which didn't distract from the erotic look at all.

He shifted his gaze to the mirror, and had to swallow hard as dick oozed again at how amazingly sexy she was standing there in just her underwear.

"So, um, what's next?" Jay asked as he tore his eyes away from his daughter's lovely body to face Lacy once more.

At the same time, and with the same thought, Sonya shifted her gaze in the mirror so she could see Lacy, too.

They were both surprised to see that their therapist was leaning against her desk in only a light bra through which her large, dark nipples were visible, a pair of silken panties with a wet crotch, and stay-up stockings. On her feet, she still wore her high-heeled shoes, which made the look even sexier.

"I think it's story time again," Lacy said as if being mostly naked with her clients was the most natural thing in the world. "Please, have a seat on the couch."

"So, last week, we went into some of your past fantasies about one another," Lacy went on after they had sat down and taken each other's hands. "I'd like to talk about current fantasies. Would you care to start, Sonya?"

"I have a fantasy for right now!" she laughed. "Daddy sits me on your desk, he sticks his face between my legs, and he sucks on my wet panties until I cum right through them, which will take about thirty seconds!"

"And you, Jay?" Lacy said in her detached tone.

He chuckled, and said, "I was thinking about just kissing her," he said. "On her speaking lips."

"Have the two of you ever kissed passionately?" Lacy asked.

"No," he answered. "Just father/daughter pecks." Then he added, "Well, maybe a second or two longer than a peck." He laughed, and said, "Just long enough to give me a hard-on."

"And make me wet!" Sonya agreed.

"Well, let's start there," Lacy said. "Let's have the two of you stand up." When they did, she went on, "Take her in your arms and lift her off her feet. When he does, wrap your legs around his back, and then you can start kissing."

In a moment, he had her scooped up and hugged tightly to his chest while she wrapped her legs around him, crossing her ankles, and pulling her crotch against his belly.

She wrapped her arms around his neck and pressed her lips to his. Their mouths opened, they sucked one another's lips, and their tongues danced and swirled.

He left one arm around her waist, holding her tight, and moved the other so he could run his fingers into her hair on the back of her head and pull her mouth even tighter against his.

He was tempted to lower both of his hands, pull her panties down over her ass, and grab hold of her firm, round cheeks. He imagined his fingers moving along her ass-crack on their way to her pussy.

But Lacy had only told them that they could kiss. Her control somehow added extra arousal to what was going on. She was drawing their passion out longer and hotter than he ever could have if he had just let go of his inhibitions and restraint at home.

As Sonya sucked on her father's tongue, she rocked her hips, grinding her pussy against his belly, and desperately wished that he would shove one of his hands inside her panties and use his fingers on her pussy. She would cum in seconds!

But Lacy had only told them that they could kiss. As frustrating as it was to not just let loose and go all the way with her father, Lacy's baby-steps approach seemed to make everything even more arousing, as hard as that would have been for her to imagine before meeting Lacy.

"You can put her down now," Lacy said. As she anticipated, Sonya made no move to unhook her ankles and let go. She picked up a ruler from her desk, and smacked one of Sonya's panty-clad cheeks.

"Yeow!" Sonya yelled into her father's mouth as she jumped in surprise and unlocked her legs. A moment later she was on her feet and rubbing her ass. She had never been spanked before, not even when she was younger, so she was surprised that while there was a line of burn across one ass-cheek, that burn seemed to make her pussy tingle in a weird new way.

"Disobedience has its consequences," Lacy said sternly as she set the ruler on the desk. "Now, sit down."

She sat on the couch, and the tender swath sent another jolt to her pussy. Weird! But kind of good, too!

Jay began to sit, but Lacy said, "No, please remain standing." Turning to Sonya, she said, "I know you've fantasized about it, but have you ever actually watched a man masturbate?"

"No!" she answered excitedly. She looked at her father's cock tenting his shorts, and added, "Oh, my God, really? Oh, yes! Please!"

To Jay, she said, "You wouldn't mind terribly, would you?"

He had never masturbated in front of anyone in his life. He didn't consider himself an exhibitionist. But somehow, here and now, the thought aroused the shit out of him.

He answered by sticking his thumbs in the waistband of his shorts to push them off, but Lacy said, "No. No, I want you to leave them on."

"They... um, they don't have a fly," he said.

"Pull one leg up," she said.

He managed to work the shorts around so they were wedged into his crotch and his ass-crack, exposing one ass-cheek in back and leaving his cock and his balls completely free in front. It was an odd and slightly uncomfortable arrangement, but it was lewd as hell--like he was exposing himself in some dark doorway--and he found it to be arousing as hell at the same time.

"Oh fuck!" Sonya moaned, actually seeing her father's cock for the first time ever. It was even better than in her fantasies! The only other one she had to compare it to was the boy to whom she had given her virginity. Her father's was a little fatter, a good bit longer, and its head was much more clearly defined with a thick ridge and a big pee-hole that morphed into a wide cleft under his knob. Clear pre-cum oozed from the pee-hole and ran down the cleft.

Sonya reached down to pull the crotch of her panties aside like her father's shorts, but Lacy grabbed her wrist, and said, "No, no, no! Hands behind your back. You're just going to watch."

"What? Come on! Seriously?"

"You'll get your chance, and your father will watch you masturbate for him," Lacy said. "For now, just sit there and enjoy the show."

She put her hands behind her back, crossing her forearms, and said to Lacy, "You are such a fucking tease!" But she knew that she was going to enjoy his show, and when it was her turn, what a show she was going to put on for him!

"You'll thank me in the long run," Lacy replied. She turned to Jay, whose raging boner was being deflected slightly down and to the side by his bunched shorts, and said, "Would you like some lube?"

He slid his palm along the underside of his dick and up over his knob, wetting it with his pre-cum. He chuckled, and answered, "I think I've got enough leaking out."

He worked his whole hand over his cock-head, getting his fingers as wet and slippery as his palm. He had been drooling, hands free, since he took his pants off, but the touch of his hand on his knob caused a throb down the length of his cock and an ooze like squeezing lube from a tube.

He started slow, with a loose-grip slide of his fist the whole length of his erection and then back up over his knob. He wouldn't even hazard a guess at how many times he had jerked off in his life, but he had never done it in front of anyone. And here were two sets of eyes watching him, one set belonging to his adorable, sexy daughter sitting in front of him in nothing but her skimpy underwear.

Gradually tightening his grip and picking up speed, his eyes danced back and forth between his daughter's little-girl tits teasingly hidden within her light bra. Her tiny nipples were obviously stiff as their little nubs poked tents in the flimsy fabric. The fact that she had her arms behind her back pulled the material taut, accentuating their perky shapes.

He let his gaze drop down over her flat tummy to her crotch. Sitting very unladylike with her legs spread wide, her soaked panties conformed to the contour of her vulva and even pulled slightly into her pussy-lips.

Even drenched as they were with her pussy-juice the fabric wasn't see-through, and he wondered if she was shaven down there. Or maybe she had a playful landing strip of hair. Better yet would be if she had a natural tuft of curls covering her mound that would collect and trap her pussy-juice to be sucked out.

His fist was flying now, and as he imagined his mouth covering her entire hairy mound while his tongue snaked between her pussy-lips, and he let out a low groan.

At the same moment that he realized that he didn't have tissues or anything to squirt into, Lacy said, "On the floor. Just let it go."

He gave his cock three or four more fast strokes and then held it tightly as his seed percolated up through his urethra.

"Fuck!" he growled as the first white-hot rope of thick cum shot from his pee-hole and arched through the air, landing between Sonya's feet.

"Fuck!" Sonya exclaimed, having never seen a guy ejaculate nor imagined anything like that.

Her father kept jerking, and several more squirts shot from his glistening cock-head, adding to the mess on the floor.

Sonya slid her ass forward on the couch, forcing the material of her panties tighter into her pussy-lips and cried out, "Oh, fuck yes!" as her cunt spasmed and released an intense hands-free orgasm.

"Oh, my God, baby! Oh, my God!" Jay moaned as he turned on wobbly legs and then dropped down onto the couch, taking huge gulps of air. His dick softened, but it hardly went limp.

Lacy produced a towel from somewhere and bent down to wipe up Jay's jism. It put her head between Sonya's spread legs, and she took the opportunity to inhale deeply. The aroma of fresh sex sent a tingle to her already-drenched pussy. She hadn't orgasmed the way Sonya had, but she was close.

"Oh, fuck, Daddy!" Sonya said. "That was incredible! I never imagined your dick would squirt like that!"

His heart rate settling back to normal, he replied, "You have that effect on me, baby. That's the first time I've jerked off looking at your gorgeous body, but hardly the first time thinking about it."

"My turn, now?" Sonya asked Lacy.

"Yes. You've certainly earned it," she replied. "Would you like to sit up on my desk so your father has a good view?"

"Oh, my God, Yes!" She sat her panty-clad ass on the desk and spread her legs.

At either end of her desk were straight-back chairs for guests. Lacy pulled one of them around to the front and told Sonya, "Put your foot up on that; you'll be more comfortable." She indicated that Jay should slide the other one around for her other foot.

Now, her legs were spread and lifted, and she did look comfortable; not about to slide off the desk. Jay got the idea that this was not the first time Lacy had set something like this up. What an interesting practice she must have.

After Jay had moved the chair and sat back to watch his daughter put on her show for him, Lacy told him, "Put yourself away. Same goes for you; hands behind your back."

To get his shorts back to normal, he had to stand up, pull them down, and then pull them back up. With all of the moving and rearranging, plus his orgasm, his dick was soft and easily took its proper place lying against his leg inside his shorts.

Sonya was actually fascinated by his softened dick. She wished that she could touch it, play with it. She was curious how long it would take her to make him stiff again.

After wiping the wetness with the towel, Lacy took Sonya's spot on the couch, and told her, "You may start whenever you'd like."

Sonya looked into her father's eyes, and they gave each other nervous smiles. Then as she drew her hands along the insides of her legs toward her pussy, she watched her Daddy's eyes redirect their focus down there.

Teasing herself as much as her father, she ran a single finger up and down her pussy, pressing the crotch of her panties between her lips. She smiled when she watched his relaxed penis go from lying on his leg under his shorts to an erection straining against the cloth.

She had never watched that happen before--her boyfriend was always stiff before he got his pants off--and she was surprised at how quickly it happened. I must really turn him on, she thought. That excited and encouraged her. But as Lacy was showing her, patience was a virtue... as well as being erotic as hell!

She took one edge of the crotch of her panties between her fingers and thumbs and drew it across her vulva, letting the elastic hold the bunched cloth in the crease between her leg and her mound on the other side. The air on her now-naked pussy evaporated her wetness and the cooling sensation sent a buzz into her cunt.

Jay stared intently at his daughter's pussy, the first time he had seen it without some sort of covering. Her mound was covered by light brown, wispy pubic hair. It appeared to be perfectly natural, not even trimmed at the sides to stay within her panties or a bikini bottom. That made her look all the more little-girlish, and it made his dick throb and drool onto his leg. Was it leftover cum from his recent ejaculation or build-up for the next one?

Her pussy was a semi-clamshell. The top half was closed with a teardrop divot where her clit would be hiding, but the bottom half, the entrance to her cunt, was slightly open and more like an awakening flower petal. The wavy edge of her labia peaked out, making her look womanly.

He shifted on the couch to get his erection a little more comfortable. It didn't help much. What he really wanted to do was to grab it and start jerking off again.

Sonya noticed his squirm and saw his boner drool, and it excited the hell out of her to see how much she was exciting him.

She used her fingers to pull her lips apart, letting him see inside her. Letting him see her inner softness and see how wet she was. She had never even done this for her boyfriend. She was making this stuff up as she went along.

Jay leaned forward on the couch, partly to relieve some of the strain of his shorts against his dick, but also to get a foot closer to his daughter's pussy. With her legs up and apart the way they were, he could now also see her taint and even the edge of her puckered little butt-hole.

He pulled in a long breath through his nose, and her hot female scent made his cock drool again.

As much as Sonya was enjoying showing herself to her father and seeing how excited it got him, she was at the limit of how much she could tease herself.

Looking down at her crotch, she let her pussy-lips close and then bent the middle finger of one hand and pushed it slowly up into her cunt-hole. She moved her other hand and pressed her index finger against her clit. A little shiver ran through her body, and when she looked up to see her Daddy's eyes locked onto her pussy she began working both hands at the same time.

Her middle finger drove in and out of her cunt and her index finger pressed little circles on her clit. Very quickly she picked up the pace of her jabbing and the force of her pressing until she was frigging her pussy as hard and fast as she ever had and probably faster.

She watched her father shifting his hips on the couch, humping nothing while his eyes were glued to her hands and her pussy. "Oh, my fucking God!" he groaned. She shifted her gaze to see a small stream of pre-cum running from his pee-hole. Was it another orgasm? It didn't squirt like the last one.

Whatever it was it was enough to pull her trigger, and she cried out, "Watch me cum, Daddy! Watch my hot pussy cum for you!"

Her pussy erupted, and she continued slamming her finger up her cunt. As her palm slapped her sopping wet pussy it made splashing sounds that gave witness to how much she was cumming, and it made Jay groan, "Oh, my fucking God!" again as his cock let go an actual--albeit small--hands-free orgasm, oozing a stream of cum onto his leg.

When Sonya finally came down from her orgasm high, her ass was soaked, and she had blown so much pussy-juice onto the desk that it was literally dripping off the edge and making a little puddle on the floor.

Sonya put her wet hands on her knees and slumped forward to let her body relax and to catch her breath. Jay leaned back on the couch to let his heart rate come back down, and he watched his cum run down the inside of his leg and drip off onto the floor.

He turned to Lacy, and said, "We've made quite a mess of your office, haven't we? Sorry about that."

She stood up to reveal that puddle of her own pussy-juice that she had left on the couch. With their eyes focused on one another, father and daughter hadn't noticed that Lacy had slipped her hand inside her panties and frigged her pussy while watching them.

"It means we've had a successful session," she replied to Jay. "No worries; everything here is washable and stain-resistant." She added with a chuckle, "It's why I don't have carpet in here."

She went behind her desk, took a couple more towels from the cabinet, and tossed them to her clients, who were both now standing.

She sat in her chair, woke up her computer, and said, "Same time next week?"

"Yes!" Sonya agreed immediately. In the beginning, she had been a little put off by Lacy's authoritarianism, her apparent need to control. When her mother left for a month to visit her sister, Sonya figured she was finally going to get the chance to jump her father's bones. She had only agreed to this stupid therapy thing to appease him. If he had been mad at her, she'd never get to have sex with him.

But Lacy turned out way different than she'd expected! First of all, she was pretty. She had expected some withered old hag. And she was fun! Last week she had shown them that their fantasies had made her cum, too, and then this week she took her clothes off with them and then masturbated along with her.

But most surprisingly, she was discovering that she liked being controlled. She liked how Lacy was drawing out the tease of this experience with her father. Hell, she hadn't even let them see each other completely naked yet, much less touch each other! She was confident that touching--and more--was coming, but to her surprise, she was enjoying the long build-up to it.

"So, this week," Lacy said as she typed, "it is look but don't touch. You may masturbate in front of one another, as you did here, but you must remain separated by at least three feet."

"Can we be naked?" Sonya asked.

"Yes."

"Can we kiss?" Jay asked.

"Unless you can kiss from three feet away, not while you're masturbating," she answered. "There would be too much chance of accidental contact. But you may kiss before and after."

She went on, "And you are only allowed to mutually masturbate three times during the week. You can do it in private as often as you'd like, however."

"What?" Sonya protested. "How about every other day? Come on, that's fair."

"Three," Lacy said definitively without looking up from her screen. "End of discussion. Put your clothes on."

Sonya got dressed, and although she hadn't gotten her way, Lacy's sternness with her weirdly made up for it. She wondered if she continued to argue if Lacy would take her ruler to her ass again. That single smack had sent a tingle to her pussy that she never would have imagined. She wondered what it would be like for her father to hold her across his lap and spank her bare ass with his open hand. Her pussy leaked as she pulled her pants up.

After walking Sonya and Jay to the door, Lacy peeled off her wet panties, took off her bra, and donned her robe. A few minutes later, she was looking at her Literotica author's page. The first part of her story about Jay and Sonya had been published during the week, and it was in the "hot" zone with 4.7 stars. Her "taboo/incest" stories were among her most popular. It also had several positive comments, including requests for more.

She was happy to accommodate her readers. Sonya, Sasha in the story, was especially fun to write. She almost didn't need to embellish the young girl's impish, enthusiastic kinkiness at all. And Jay, who became Jake for the story, was such a perfect counterpoint to her. A little more conservative, but every bit as horny. This was going to be a nice series.

***

The following week, Lacy showed the two to her office, and bade them sit down on the couch. Both were a little surprised that she didn't have them take their clothes off, at least starting where they left off last week. Sonya, especially, didn't want to be going backwards.

"So, how did your homework assignment go?" Lacy asked from behind her desk in full professional mode. "Did you masturbate in front of one another?"

"Oh yes!" Sonya answered. "It was awesome!"

"And did you also do it in private?" Lacy asked.

"No... surprisingly," Sonya said. "I wanted to have a good build-up for when Daddy was watching me."

"And you?" Lacy asked Jay.

"Same," he replied. He chuckled and added, "But it's funny because we didn't discuss the build-up thing. We each restrained ourselves on our own."

"Great minds think alike," Lacy laughed. "I'm happy to see that." She went on, "So, tell me about your mutual masturbation sessions. Just the three times, right?"

"Yes!" Sonya replied with a theatrical tone of frustration. Then, tugging at a blouse button, she asked, "Can we, you know, get comfortable like last time to tell you our stories?"

"You may take off your outer garments and stay in your underwear--like where we left off last time," Lacy replied, "then you can get fully naked afterward."

Sonya didn't bother to unbutton her blouse but pulled it off over her head.

Jay took a little more time, but both were soon in their underwear. Jay looked over at Lacy and saw that she was topless and in her bra behind her desk. He couldn't tell if she had gotten her slacks off, as well. She had.

"Okay, so tell me about your masturbation sessions," Lacy said. "Sonya, you go first."

"Yeah, so anyway, the first one was kind of inspired by the fantasy that both of us had," she began, reaching over to hold her father's hand. "I went into his bedroom, and as soon as he heard me, he flipped back his sheet. His dick was lying between his legs, but as I walked closer, it started to fatten and stiffen.

"I pulled my t-shirt off so he could see my naked body, and I watched his dick grow and stick up without him even touching it!" She giggled and added, "I love how it does that!"

"How did that make you feel, Sonya?" Lucy asked. "Seeing him get an erection looking at your naked body."

Sonya laughed, and said, "Fucking sexy!"

"And you?" she asked Jay.

"Fucking horny!" he said with a laugh.

"Go on," Lacy said to Sonya.

"So, yeah, so I crawl up onto the end of the bed--three feet away, like you said--and I get on my knees and sit back on my heels with my legs spread so Daddy can see my pussy. Then, I reach down and pull my lips apart so he can see how wet my hole was. But I don't touch inside. Then I ask him, 'Do you like what you see, Daddy?'"

"You like teasing your father?" Lacy asked.

"Oh, shit, yeah," she giggled. "But I wanted this to last, I mean, only three times all week? Shit! I've fingered my pussy three times in the same day!

"So, then I see Daddy's boner kind of jumping up and down, and his juice starts leaking and getting his knob all wet. Well, that made me so hot I had to shove my finger up my cunt. He grabbed his cock, and told me, 'Squeeze your tits, baby! Pull on your nipples!'

"So, I'm jabbing my finger up my cunt and stretching my nipples and Daddy's jerking off and squeezing his balls, and I'm like, 'Oh, fuck, fuck, fuck!' and my pussy gushes all over me and down my ass. Then, Daddy..."

Lacy raised her hand to stop Sonya, turned to Jay, and asked, "And how did that make you feel, Jay?"

He laughed at her clinical question, but he'd have bet money that her pussy was wet listening to Sonya tell the story. "It made me randy as a fucking stoat!" he answered. "I wanted to push her over backwards and shove my cock up her tight little cunt while it was still pumping out her hot cum!... but I refrained.

"But watching her frig her pussy and pull on her tits, then actually hearing her juices squirting out, then smelling her hot sex pulled my trigger and I crushed my balls and shot a string of jism about two feet!"

"When I saw he was going to cum," Sonya resumed the narrative, "I stuck my foot out, and his splooge landed between my toes. That was so kinky!"

"It would also have violated the three-foot rule, would it not?" Lacy said.

"Our genitals were still three feet apart," Sonya countered.

Lacy chuckled and shook her head at the young girl's rationalization. She told them, "Okay, you may get naked now."

Both stood up, and Sonya had her bra and panties off in a flash. Jay was only half a minute behind her. His erection was stiff as a pipe and sticking straight out. Its tip was wet.

To Jay's surprise, Lacy didn't join them in the same degree of undress as she had before.

Sonya noticed it, too, and although she was a little glad that this pretty woman was not going to show her father her much better-developed tits, she asked, "You're not going to get naked, too?"

Lacy didn't want Sonya to see her as competition for her father's attention. She didn't want her to feel jealous that her father had another set of bare breasts to look at besides just hers. "Maybe later," she answered. "Now, if you'll each sit down again, I believe you have two more masturbation sessions to tell me about. Jay, why don't you go?"

"Can we touch ourselves?" Sonya asked, always testing the boundaries.

"No," Lacy answered.

Sonya made a pouty face and put her arms behind her back. She was secretly okay with Lacy's domination. She knew she would eventually have a much bigger orgasm because of it.

Jay, too, put his arms behind his back and began, "So, the second one--after two looong days of abstinence--was in the kitchen. We're both naked, and I'm watching her cute little ass jiggling while she's whisking eggs for breakfast.

"I've got my boner in my fist, just pulling on it slowly, but apparently I made some sound, and she turned around. 'You want to do it right here?' she asked me. 'Like your fantasy?'

"I answered, 'We can't take it as far as the fantasy, but yeah! Right here!' I started pulling harder and faster on my dick while she teased me by only squeezing her tits and pulling her nipples, not even touching her pussy. But I could see how wet it was, and that really got me going.

"Then, I see her look at the bowl of scrambled eggs, and she says, 'Let's do it in there! Let's both cum in the eggs, and then we can eat them!'

"Very imaginative," Lacy said to Sonya. "And kinky as hell."

"Yes," Jay agreed. "About the kinkiest thing I'd ever heard! So, I got up from the table and stood there jerking off while Sonya held the bowl in front of my dick. I blew a load that drained my balls and watched the strings of jism float on top of the eggs.

"Once I caught my breath, I held the bowl while she squatted over it and frigged her pussy with both hands. One had a finger going in and out of her cunt and the other was grinding her clit. About thirty seconds later, she pulled her finger out but kept grinding her clit and squirted her hot pussy-juice into the bowl.

Lacy asked Sonya, "And did you eat the eggs?"

"Oh, fuck, yes!" Sonya giggled. "The best eggs ever! Didn't even need any salt or pepper!"

"So, just briefly," Lacy said to Jay, "where was the third time?"

"It was last night," he said. "In the bathroom. I leaned against the counter and jerked off while she reenacted when she would stand in the shower pretending I was in there with her. She even had a hairbrush handle that she used as a dildo while she fucked herself and called out my name."

In her own preemptive defence, Sonya said, "You never said no toys!"

"No, I did not," Lacy agreed. "Again, very imaginative."

Lacy stood and came around to the front of the desk, bringing one of the chairs with her. She motioned for Jay to get the other one, and told Sonya, "If you would be so kind as to get on the desk like last week."

Moments later, she was on the desk with her legs open and elevated with her drenched pussy on display for her Daddy.

"Has your boyfriend ever performed oral sex on you?" Lacy asked her as she took a seat on the couch.

Sonya looked at her father, and anticipating what that meant, she said, "Oh, my God! Really?"

"Answer the question, please," Lacy said calmly. She loved how excited the girl could get so quickly, which, of course, made controlling her, holding her back all the more fun.

"No," she answered. "He spits on his fingers and rubs me to get me wet down there."

Lacy leaned forward between Sonya's legs, and six inches from her pussy she said, "It doesn't look like you need too much extra wetness down there."

Sonya could actually feel Lacy's breath on her pussy-lips, and a little shiver ran through her body as she imagined the beautiful woman leaning in farther and kissing her pussy. She wouldn't have stopped her, but she really wanted her father to be doing it.

Lacy sat back, and said, "In your questionnaire, you mentioned having tried same-sex with one of your girlfriends. Did that include cunnilingus?"

A bit embarrassed, Sonya answered, "I, um, I might have exaggerated about that a little. All we did was kiss and feel each other's boobs and pussies... through our clothes."

"Ah," Lacy said, "And the multiple partners you mentioned?"

"I, um, I guess I kind of lied about that," she said. "I guess I wanted to maybe shock you about how experienced I was."

"Sweetheart, the truth of your inexperience is even better," Lacy replied. She turned to Jay, and asked, "Would you agree?"

"Oh, God, yes!" he answered, wondering how the hell long she was going to draw this out before letting him get in there and eat his daughter's pussy. Truth be told, though, he did kind of enjoy the teasing build-up.

But the answer was a little longer.

"In your questionnaire," Lacy went on speaking to Jay, "you said that you don't engage in oral sex with your wife. Had you ever?"

Sonya looked at him with surprise. They had been married for almost 25 years. He never ate her pussy? Did that mean she never sucked his dick either?

"I ate her once when we were first married," Jay answered. "She didn't like it. She said it was unnatural. She wouldn't even let me kiss her afterward until I'd washed my face and brushed my teeth."

"So, I assume that she never fellated you," Lacy said.

"Oh, God, no," he said with a chuckle. "She was reluctant to hold onto my erection to guide it between her legs."

"And you?" she asked, turning back to Sonya. "Regarding fellating your boyfriend."

"I didn't want to at first," she answered. "I thought it would taste gross. I mean, he pees with that thing, right? But he talked me into it just to get it wet. It wasn't as bad as I thought, but he took it out almost right away. He really did want to just get it wet. He really just wanted to get it in my pussy."

"Okay," Lacy said. "I think I have a pretty clear picture now." She actually did want a clearer understanding of their oral experiences, but she also wanted to distract them with more clinical talk to bring them down from their arousal high-points. She was edging them. And she could see that it was working. Sonya sat more relaxed on the desk, and Jay's dick, although not soft, stood less straight out than it had been.

Finally, she decided it was time to release them. Sitting back comfortably on the couch, Lacy said matter-of-factly to Jay, "You may feel free to eat your daughter's pussy."

"Oh, my God! Really?" Sonya exclaimed, her arousal instantly skyrocketing. "Really? Oh, my God, yes!"

She reached down to spread her pussy-lips, but Lacy said, "Uh-uh! Put your hands behind you on the desk. Your father is going to have to learn to do this on his own."

Sonya laughed, and said, "Somehow, I'll bet he can figure it out!"

She slid her butt a couple inches closer to the edge, then leaned back on her outstretched arms, rotating her hips. At the same time, she raised her legs up by going up on her tiptoes on the chairs. The effect was that her entire naked pussy and all the way to her little pucker was exposed to her father's view.

With his erection once more sticking straight out, he went to his knees between the two chairs and his daughter's spread legs. He placed his hands lightly on the insides of her legs, and leaned in toward her pussy. Three inches from it, he pulled in a long breath through his nose. The scent of her sex nearly caused his head to swim and definitely caused his dick to twitch and to drool.

He blew out his breath directly onto her drenched pussy-lips, and the cooling effect caused her to suck in a breath of her own. "Oh, fuck, Daddy!" she moaned. "Stop teasing me! Eat my pussy, Daddy, please!"

He leaned in and placed the gentlest of kisses on her fuzzy clamshell. Then, he slowly opened his mouth, engulfing more and more of her hair-covered mound until his mouth was wide open. He swirled his tongue through her nest and found that he was right; her wispy hair was soaked with her pussy juice.

Still focused on the upper half of her pussy, he pushed his tongue between her lips and found the stiff little nub that was her clit. He played with it with the tip of his tongue and then pulled his lips tightly together and sucked on it.

Sonya moaned, "Oh, God!" and rotated her hips even farther. She knew what her clit was and she often rubbed it with her finger when she masturbated, but she had never even imagined what a tongue could feel like on it.

She was pretty sure that if he kept working on it the way he was that he was going to make her cum. As much as she would have welcomed the orgasm, she really wanted to feel her Daddy's tongue wiggling into her cunt-hole, and she wanted to fill his mouth with her cum.

Like two minds with a single thought, he began moving his head down her pussy a heartbeat before she asked him to.

He covered the lower half of her pussy with his mouth and ran his tongue up and down over her soft labia petals, going deeper between them with each pass. Eventually, (finally! in Sonya's mind) the tip of his tongue found the soft cavity that was the entrance to her cunt.

He pressed his mouth hard over her pussy and extended his tongue as far as he could get it, then he began to wiggle its tip. His tongue couldn't compare to Gene Simmons, but it was long enough that it could stimulate the millions of nerve-endings in the entrance to her cunt in a way they had never experienced.

"Oh, my God!" she moaned at the amazing feeling while looking down at her father's face squashed between her legs. She felt her orgasm beginning to boil.

Then, he began bobbing his head, smacking her pussy-lips with his mouth as he kept his tongue as erect as he could to tongue-fuck her cunt.

"Fuck!" Jay heard her scream as her cunt erupted and sent what seemed like a gallon of hot pussy-juice into his sucking mouth, over his face, and running down his neck. He swallowed and kept smacking his face into her gushing cunt.

Ignoring Lacy's previous instruction, Sonya pulled one hand around and began grinding her finger into her clit, getting her cunt to spasm again and again as her Daddy sucked on her pussy and fucked her with his tongue.

Finally, though, although it was the most intense orgasm she had ever had, she grabbed her father's head in both hands and pulled him up. She clamped her mouth over his, and kissed him hungrily and passionately, tasting her own pussy-juice in a way she never had before. It was way better than licking it off her fingers.

When they finally broke their kiss to come up for air, Sonya looked at Lacy and saw that the crotch of her panties was pulled to one side and she was just withdrawing her finger from her cunt. The couch was soaked under her ass. Seeing her naked, wet, and shaven pussy gave Sonya a tingle she would not have expected. An image flashed through her mind of her doing to their therapist's pussy what her father had just done to hers. Would her pussy-juice taste the same as her own?

"I suspect that was satisfactory for you, Sonya?" Lacy said without covering her pussy.

"Oh, fuck, yeah!" she laughed. "But it's my turn now, right? I get to suck Daddy's fat cock, right?"

"You may," she replied. "How would you like to do that? Him sitting on the desk? Sitting on the couch? Standing?"

"Standing!" Sonya answered. "That's how most of my fantasies have us. Him standing and me on my knees, servicing him."

Lacy tossed a pillow onto the floor as Sonya slid her slippery, drenched ass off the desk. She pushed her father back away from the chairs and to where she knew Lacy would have a good view, kissed him again, and then lowered herself to her knees.

For a long several moments--for him and for her--she just looked at his erection, twitching with his pounding heartbeat, its fat knob soaked with his re-cum. As he had done with her, she leaned close and drew in a long breath, pulling in his manly muskiness and the salty smell of his pre-cum.

She opened her mouth in a circle and leaned forward. His knob entered her mouth, but her lips didn't actually touch it until they reached the width of his ridge. She kept going another fraction of an inch until they were behind his ridge, and then she closed her lips. Lightly at first, and then tighter as she pulled a suction and began swirling her tongue over the smooth, slippery surface of his knob.

Her suction pulled a long ooze of pre-cum from his pee-hole, she felt it on her tongue, and she swallowed. He tasted even better than he smelled!

Then with her lips tight, her mouth sucking, and her tongue rubbing, she began bobbing, pulling over his ridge but not quite off his knob and then going back again.

"Oh, fuck, baby!" he moaned as his legs trembled. His instinct was to grab her head and shove his cock into her mouth as deep as she could take it, but what she was doing was fabulous, too, so he put his arms behind his back and let her set whatever pace she wanted.

As she bobbed on his cock-head and swallowed his juices, she reached down to rub her tingling pussy. Her finger had barely touched her lips when her arm was gently pulled away. Lacy was on her knees right behind her, and whispered into her ear, "Let's focus on your Daddy's cock."

With Lacy's mouth right at her ear, Sonya could feel the mature woman's stiff nipples brushing against her back. Had she stripped out of her underwear, too? She wanted to turn and look, but she was more interested in her Daddy's fat cock in her mouth.

While one of Lacy's hands held her wrist, Sonya felt her other one on the back of her head. With a gentle, slow push forward, Lacy whispered, "Take him in your mouth, sweetheart. Slide your lips down your Daddy's hard cock." As more and more of it entered her mouth, Lacy went on in a soft whisper, "Feel all the little bumps and bulges. Feel its heat. Taste him."

When her father's cock-head poked the soft palate at the back of her mouth, Sonya lurched a tiny bit and instinctively pulled back. Lacy only let her move a half inch or so, and whispered, "That's okay, sweetie. Now we know how much of Daddy's big hard cock you can swallow. It's a lot! I'm impressed! I'll bet Daddy is, too."

"Oh, God, yes, baby!" he moaned. "Your mouth feels so good on my cock! I've dreamt about this so much!"

Her father's encouraging words sent a buzz to her pussy, and she desperately wanted to pull her wrist from Lacy's hand and jab her finger up her cunt. But she managed to resist.

"Now, get it all nice and wet, sweetheart," Lacy whispered. "Lap all over it."

As she went up and over and around it with her tongue, his cock-head poked around in every corner of her mouth.

"Now, pull back but leave lots of spit on it," Lacy said into her ear. "We want it to be nice and slippery." She moved her hand from the back of the girl's head to a gentle cupping of her throat, and drew her head back until her father's cock was completely out of her mouth and twitching a few inches in front of her face.

Sonya was mesmerized by the sight of her father's rigid cock, glistening with her saliva. Then, she felt Lacy moving her arm. She moved it in front of her, and as she raised it, she whispered, "Take it in your hand. Wrap your fingers around it. Just gently. Feel how hard it is. Feel how hot it is. You did that. You made him that hard and that hot."

A little shiver ran through Sonya's body holding onto her father's hard cock, knowing it was her who made him so aroused. Her pussy leaked thinking about that.

"Now, slide your hand back and forth," Lucy whispered. Sonya's hand went up and back a couple of times between his root and his ridge. "Over his head, too," Lacy said. "Swirl it around and mix his pre-cum with your spit. It makes it even slipperier."

She did, and as her hand picked up speed, Lacy whispered, "You're jerking him off. How many times do you think he might have done that himself thinking about you?"

Sonya moaned, "Oh, god!" and picked up her speed.

Then suddenly, Lacy grabbed her wrist and stopped her fist. She said into her ear, "But what he was dreaming about was your mouth on his cock while he did it." She pushed Sonya's head forward again, and said, "Show him what that's like, sweetheart. Show him how much better reality is than his fantasies."

She eagerly sucked on his knob and swirled it with her tongue as she resumed jerking him off. Then Lucy pushed her head farther forward, and told her, "Both together. Suck Daddy's hard cock and jerk him off at the same time. Give him the blowjob that he's been dreaming of."

Sonya's pussy leaked even more with the added fuel of Lacy's nasty words, and she began bobbing her head and following her lips up and down her father's cock as fast as she could make herself go.

"Oh, my fucking God!" Jay growled, looking down at his daughter's mouth and fist flying up and down his cock. "Oh, baby, you are going to make me cum! You are going to make Daddy cum right in your pretty little mouth!"

"Do you want that, sweetie?" Lacy hissed in her ear. "Do you want to taste Daddy's hot cum?"

With her mouth filled with her father's cock, she answered with a definitive, "Mmm!" and increased the speed of her bobbing and jerking.

"Oh fuck, baby! Oh, fu-u-u-ck!" Jay grunted as his orgasm shot up the length of his cock into his daughter's mouth.

Only by luck, not by planning, her father's cock-head was right between her lips when she felt it swell up, and then she felt his cum squirt against the roof of her mouth. Then she clamped her lips tightly behind his ridge and continued jerking him off, knowing from their mutual masturbations that there was plenty of cum left after the first long squirt.

As she continued jerking, she swallowed, and got her first taste of her Daddy's fresh, hot cum right from his cock rather than from her fingers after scooping up what he had masturbated. It was way better!

She kept jerking and sucking and swallowing until Jay finally had to ease her back with his hand on the top of her head because his knob was getting too sensitive. Holding his cock in her hand, she smiled up at him, gave his boner one long, hard pull, and licked the last drool of cum that oozed from his pee-hole.

He staggered back and dropped onto the couch but pulled Sonya onto his lap, wrapped his arms around her, and kissed her passionately. He could taste his own cum and the thought that he had actually blown his load in her mouth made his cock twitch under her ass. It was far better than his fantasies!

"So, same time next week?" Lacy said from her place behind her desk.

Sonya broke her kiss with Daddy, turned to look at her, and saw that she was, indeed, naked. Well, at least topless; she couldn't see below the deck. Her tits were amazing! Full, and round, and barely any droop. And her nipples! Her areolas were dark, dark brown, had to be two inches across, and her stiff nubs were the size of the tip of Sonya's little finger. No wonder she could feel them against her back!

"Can we finally fuck this week at home?" Sonya asked her.

Jay found it interesting that his wild-child daughter was asking permission. He was only a little surprised that she hadn't reached underneath and guided his cock into her cunt when he pulled her onto his lap. She obviously liked the teasing control that Lacy was meting out. He liked it, too, actually.

"No," Lacy answered matter-of-factly. As she typed, she added, "This week you may engage in oral. Again, three times only."

"Can we 69?" Sonya asked.

"Yes."

"Can we sleep together in the same bed?" she asked, probing the boundaries as usual.

"No," Lacy answered. Then she looked across at Sonya and added facetiously, "You might wake up from a dream about copulating with your father and accidentally find his cock in your cunt."

It was exactly what Sonya was thinking, and she made a pouty-face, and said, "Poo!"

Jay playfully slapped one of her bare ass-cheeks, and said, "Mind your language, young lady!"

The same tingle that Lacy's ruler had caused lit up her pussy, and a shiver ran through her body.

"So, if I, um, were naughty during the week," Sonya asked Lacy, "do you think Daddy should spank me?"

"Oh, absolutely," Lacy answered. Looking at Jay, she added, "Discipline around the home is very important. Spare the rod and spoil the child, as they say."

Five minutes later, Jay and Sonya were dressed, and Lacy wore her robe as she walked them to the door. It draped over her shoulders, but she hadn't bothered to tie it.

"You, um, you're really pretty, Lacy," Sonya said. "You have a, um, really nice body. I'm glad you decided to get naked with us."

"Thank you," Lacy said. "That's sweet of you. Tell me, did it make you at all jealous for your father to have another naked woman in the room to look at?"

She thought for a moment, and then answered, "Not really." Then, she added with a chuckle, "I mean, I could tell he was focused on me. In fact, it made my pussy tingle when you were whispering in my ear and rubbing your naked tits against my back."

"Good. Good," Lacy said. "Perhaps we'll explore those feelings in another session."

Back in her office, Lacy slipped off her robe and sat down. Moments later, she was logged into Literotica and working on the third installment of her story while everything was fresh in her mind. Although part-1 had slipped slightly to 4.59 stars, part-2 had a strong showing at 4.72, with more enthusiastic comments. Readers especially liked "Sasha's" playfulness and her boldness. Lacy smiled to think that she really wasn't fictionalizing the girl very much.

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