Edna Examine - Lust_s What The Doctor Ordered

Lying on the soft leather couch, the lovely young redhead licked her dry lips and stared blankly toward the ceiling. Sitting at the head of the couch, A. B. Prinz, MD, Ph.D., smiled down at her as he repeated the question to the woman in the deep hypnotic trance.

"Describe what happened between you and your father on that night, Denise."

Denise Powers struggled inwardly with the vision and she spoke hesitantly of the secret she had kept locked inside her mind for nearly ten years. "He… he'd been drinking. Momma had gone to her sister's … gone all week."

"Yes, go on, Denise," Prinz told her as she paused.

"I came downstairs and found him sitting in the big chair in the living room…" she said softly in a little girl voice. Her face was pale and the expression was something less than that of a person relating a traumatic experience that had occurred during her fifteenth year of life.

"He called me over and made me sit in his lap…" she said and swallowed dryly as her hands fluttered at her sides.

"Then what happened?" Prinz asked her as he looked at her full breasts and lower, to the gentle mound of her pubis that was revealed by the soft material of her short skirt.

"He told me how much he loved me… and… and he put his hands on me …" she said thickly.

"Show me where he put his hands on you, Denise."

Slowly, the attractive young woman lifted both her hands to cup her ripe breasts and she began to massage them as she went on. "He… he told me that he had always wanted to do this to me… that he loved me, and then he begged me not to tell my mother."

"How did you feel when he played with your tits, Denise?"

The woman rolled her head from side to side as he posed the question, as though fighting some internal conflict yet to be revealed. Then, she spoke in that tiny voice again, "I… I liked it… he unbuttoned my shirt and touched the nipples of my titties… and I liked it."

"Show me, Denise-show me exactly how he touched your titties," Prinz told her and licked his lips as she began unbuttoning the sheer blouse she wore. His pulse pounded heavily in his temples as the woman revealed her soft, naked tits and began massaging them lewdly as he looked on.

"What did he do next, Denise?"

"Ohhhh," she moaned lowly, then said, "He put his hand on my leg and began rubbing it… he kept rubbing it and I could feel him moving higher and higher. He lifted my skirt and touched me between my legs."

"Where did he touch you, Denise? Show me." Prinz told her.

Slowly, the woman inched her hand down her body to lift her skirt. As she did, Prinz stood up and walked to stand beside the couch as she moved her hand between her legs and began rubbing her pussy through the thin material of her panties. "There…" she moaned as her fingers moved in and out of the cleft of her pussy and Prinz watched in fascination.

"Did he do anything else?"

"Oh, yes!" she exclaimed as she continued stroking herself obscenely.

"He… he unbuttoned his pants and asked me to hold his… to hold him."

"Hold him where, Denise?" Prinz asked softly and drew down the zipper of his trousers to reach inside. He pulled out his pulsing prick and swallowed thickly as the woman replied.

"His… his penis…" she sucked her breath, "His prick!"

"How did it feel, Denise?"

"Oh, it was so big! It was warm and soft and hard at the same time!" she said breathlessly.

Prinz reached down and lifted her hand from her tit and wrapped it about his throbbing prick. "Is this the way it felt, Denise?" he asked her as she began manipulating the soft flesh of his prick.

"Oh, yes… it was just the same!"

Sitting beside her on the couch, Prinz held her hand tightly on his pulsing prick and lifted her skirt to fold it about her waist, then he took hold of her panties and dragged them down to her knees. "Then what did he do, Denise?"

The woman shivered slightly as Prinz ran his hand over her dark-red pubic bush, and, as his fingers played over the damp lips of her pouting pussy, she shuddered and told him, "He played with me while I played with him… and he sucked my titties!"

Leaning forward, as he fingerfucked the woman softly, Prinz licked her turgid nipple, then took it fully into his mouth as she moaned lowly and stroked his prick of her own accord. He kissed her tits laviciously and noticed that she had raised her legs to remove her panties as he eased his finger into her tight cunt fully.

"Did you like what he was doing to you, Denise?" he asked as he looked up at her face.

"Oh, yes! His mouth was so soft and warm and his finger in my… in my cunt was so good!" she said and writhed sensually as he fingerfucked her.

"What else happened that you haven't told me about, dear?"

The woman rolled her head from side to side in the trance and her eyes blinked several times as she spread her legs to his hand. "He… he asked me to put it in my mouth… just the head of it, he said… he just wanted me to kiss it a little bit for him."

"And did you do that?" Prinz asked her as she squeezed his prick tightly in her soft hand.

"Uh huh…" she replied in that little girl voice, "I let him put it in my mouth and I kissed it for him.

"Did you like to do that for your father?"

"Oh, yes… he really loved me for it-and he told me that Momma wouldn't do that for him-ever."

Prinz reached down and touched the lever that controlled the head height of the couch. As it lowered, he moved up toward her head, then told her,

"Here, Denise… show me how you put your father's prick in your mouth.

Show me how you sucked him."

"He… he kissed mine too…" she said as she turned her head towards his pulsing shaft.

"Oh, yes!" Prinz replied and leaned toward her as she ovaled her lips obscenely and took the head of his pulsing prick into her warm, wet mouth. "Yes, my dear… that's it… suck your daddy's prick for him-show me how much you love your daddy… use your tongue… oh, yes… that is nice!" he told her, then lay beside her with his head over her exposed pussy. He lowered his head and inhaled deeply of her feminine odor, then spread her legs a bit more as he licked out with his tongue to touch the hair-fringed lips of her pussy wetly.

The woman moaned as her psychoanalyst sucked her cunt and thrust forward with his hips. She wrapped her hand about the base of his thick prick and tongued the head wetly as he began a slow fucking motion with his hips.

Between her legs, Prinz lapped her cuntal area with the flat of his tongue, and as he did, he heard her moan low as she raised her body to his mouth. Frantically, he sucked her clit into his mouth and nibbled it as she began to grind her hips against the soft leather of the couch. He felt his prick moving in and out of her wet, warm mouth, and he had a sudden desire to watch her as she sucked his prick.

Sitting up beside her, Prinz faced the woman as she continued licking his throbbing shaft. He swallowed thickly as her mouth was stretched wide and his prick was sucked into her throat. "Yes, Denise… suck it deep… take it all the way in… all the way!" he told her.

The woman lowered her head slowly and took the entire length of the doctor's pulsing cock into her throat. Deep in her trancelike state, she envisioned her father sitting there urging her on, and she tried her best to please him. Slowly, she raised her head and withdrew her mouth from the throbbing flesh, then plunged downward again as the sound of his deep sighs came to her.