My exclamations of ecstasy were muffled by Keith's meat.
Keith was the first to come. He shot his wad when just the head of his cock was in my mouth, so the jam splashed directly onto my tingling tongue. I gulped down his seed as fast as I could but couldn't avoid allowing some to ooze from the corners of my mouth down onto my chin.
Case History Five
SUBJECT: Connie K.
AGE: Sixteen I could tell when Connie entered my office for her first interview in the spring of this year that she had recently been through a traumatic experience. Her eyes were swollen and her cheeks were drawn. Her eyes were underscored and she wove a great deal of make up in an attempt to hide her emotions. She was a beautiful girl, in spite of her obvious distress. Connie had light blonde hair and a fair complexion. She was medium height. Her breasts were very large and her sweater was tight. It was clear to me that the little girl was not wearing a bra. She had a perfect hourglass figure. Her waist was tiny and her hips were round. When she spoke her voice quivered and cracked, with her emotions and we had to stop the tape a couple of times when the little girl was too upset to continue.
Interview One
I should be taken out to a field and shot for what I have done.
I wouldn't have thought I could be so evil and scheming.
I make look like a little good girl to you, Doctor.
I don't know.
But I have been a bitch and a half in my day. True, I have paid dearly for my sins, but I still can't get my feeling of guilt out of my head.
I had better back up and start from the beginning, before you start to think I am a basket case or something.
I live in the little town of Harborfields, way out on Long Island.
For many years I lived alone with my Daddy is a split level suburban home.
Mommy died when I was just a little girl. I don't remember her.
I have seen pictures of her and I know she was quite beautiful.
I love my Daddy very much. I guess that was why I went through such a gross personality change when I heard that he planned to re-marry.
Daddy told me one night that he was going to wed his secretary. I had never even met her! He told me that her name was Michele and she was going to come live with us.
I cried and generally threw a shit fit. I guess that all little girls feel a sexual desire toward their Daddies. I was feeling the burning anger of jealousy.
I met Michele over dinner one Friday night. I was nasty and abusive. I did my best to make the woman think that I was a real pig, so she wouldn't want to live with us.
Daddy and I had never done anything out of line. I was as confused by my jealousy as much as he. It was only after things got out of hand that I realized my actions were being forced by my incestuous passion.
I was no virgin. That was for sure. I'm not a slut, or anything like that, but I have a healthy sex life. I usually end up letting guys ball me if they take me out a few times and spend a little money on me.
It took me a long time to figure out how horny Daddy made me.
They got married, just like they said they said they were going to.
I cried at the ceremony. They were not tears of joy!
I was a real grump as I was forced to help Michele move her stuff.
Michele was a beautiful woman, and smart too. I felt threatened.
Her hair was dark brown and long. Her body was fantastic. She seemed to have everything going for her.
The second I heard of her existence I knew that my life had been forever changed. Daddy was always willing to spend time with me whenever I wanted him to. Once Michele — my new step-mother — came to live with us Daddy practically ignored me. I felt crushed. Miserable. I was filled with unadulterated hopelessness and despair.
I guess I went crazy.
I figured I couldn't compete with Michele unless I allowed Daddy to have sex with me. I schemed and plotted, trying to think of the best way to seduce him.
Be patient.
You have to realize that this is all very difficult for me.
It isn't easy to confess breaking society's strictest no-no.
Finally I found my opportunity to jump my Daddy's bones.
Michele's mother was sick in Connecticut and she took a bus up there.
For the first time since the marriage, Daddy and I were going to spend a week-end together. I made sure that I had no plans. I didn't want my plan interrupted by a date with one of the local boys. All of my other boyfriends seemed like small game once my Daddy's heart and body were on the line!
It was Saturday morning and Daddy and I were munching Rice Krispies at the kitchen table listening to the electric radio on top of the refrigerator.
I guess that I could never have pulled my incestuous seduction off without Daddy's cooperation. After all, there was no way I could force him to fuck me.
'It feels so good being alone with you, Daddy,' I said after I finished my breakfast. 'I don't get to see you as often as I used to.'
I put the dirty dishes in the sink and wrapped my slim arms snugly around his strong neck from behind. He was wearing just a pair of black trousers. I massaged his chest with my fingertips.
I kissed him on the neck.
'I think it feels good too,' Daddy said.
I allowed my hands to rub down onto his belly, very close to the top of his pants. He fidgeted for a moment, shifting his weight from one ass cheek to the other.
'Tell me how good it feels,' I said.
I whispered in my ear.
My voice was throaty and seductive.
Daddy squirmed a little more.
'What has gotten into you, Connie,' Daddy said. He seemed more amused than concerned by my behavior.
'I don't know, Daddy. You look particularly handsome today.'
I began to stroke lightly at his thighs. Daddy knew what I was doing.
'Don't you know that little girls aren't supposed to touch their Daddies that way,' my father said to me. But I could tell he liked it. My Daddy liked the way I was touching him a lot, and I could see a bulge forming in the crotch of his black trousers. I could tell that he was getting a hard-on from my caresses. I was very nervous. After all, I feared that he was going to reject me. Once I noticed that he was getting sexually aroused a lot of my fears evaporated. I could feel my own libido taking charge. I could feel my nipples getting hard and erect. My pussy was swelling and getting wet. I was getting much hornier than I do with the local boys who ball me in the backseat of their cars.
'Why not?'
