Date: Sun, 14 Oct 2007 15:15:29 -0700
From: Jan ' <janmay699@icqmail.com>
Subject: Cathy and the Psychologist, (lesbian / incest, g/g, FF/g, F/gFF)
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Cathy and the Psychologist
By
Jan
The business card read:
Dr. Elizabeth Wallis PhD
352 East Green Street
Pasadena, CA
She took one more look at the card then looked
at the building again. The offices on this block
looked out of place for southern California. The
buildings looked like they should be in the Latin
Quarter of New Orleans. It was a block long building
made of red brick with arched windows in white
French windows and doors with white shutters. The
second story balcony was decorated with black
wrought iron railings. She thought all the buildings
needed were trees covered in Spanish moss. The
large California Oaks were just not right but they did
shade the street like a green rectangle tunnel.
She pulled around the corner and entered the
parking lot. When she parked her car she looked for
the address number. By each glass door was a scroll
plank that was probably cast in fiberglass or plaster
in white with black numbers. She walked along the
brick sidewalk until she found the appropriate
number.
She entered and followed the hall to the front
of the office where she found a very attractively
appointed reception desk. There was an attractive
young woman sitting there typing on a computer.
When the receptionist saw her she stopped typing
and politely asked, "May I help you?"
Cathy gave her a warm smile and said, "I have an
appointment to see Dr. Wallis at 2 pm."
The woman turned her chair and looked at the
appointment book on her desk as she ran her
manicured fingernail down the list to 2 pm and looked
up as she asked, "Ms Sexton?"
Cathy smiled, "Yes."
The dark haired woman said, "You are a few
minutes early. You may have a seat while you wait.
Can I get you anything like coffee or tea?"
Cathy beamed, "I would love a cup of coffee if
you would like to join me."
The woman smiled as she stood up and smoothed
down her skirt with the palms of her hands as she
moved to a small wet bar and put two china coffee
cups on matching saucers and picked up a sterling
silver coffee urn and poured two cups of coffee. She
slightly turned as she asked, "Cream and sugar?"
Cathy was admiring the figure of the young
woman with the eye of skilled lesbian. She could tell
that this woman could not weigh more than 112
pounds. She figured that she was probably a mix of
Caucasian and Mexican. Her hair was long and heavy,
straight, shiny and black. Her dark brown eyes
looked very seductive. Her full lips had a dark
purplish red lipstick on them. She had to excuse
herself because the woman had to ask twice if she
wanted cream or sugar. "I would appreciate cream
and sugar substitute."
The woman held up a little brown cup of
artificial flavored creamer for her approval. Cathy
smiled and thanked her. As she sat down and crossed
her ankles, the woman brought her a cup and saucer
along with a silver spoon along with the cream and
packet of sugar substitute. She watched Cathy as
she poured the cream in and emptied half of the
sweetener before stirring it and taking a sip to see if
it was sweet enough.
When she settled back holding the cup the
woman doctored her own cup and returned to her
chair. They engaged in a little small talk. Cathy
found out that her name was Maria. She was just
getting interested in the woman and had finished
most of her coffee when she heard a door open and
close. The intercom announced, "Maria...is my next
appointment ready?"
Maria pressed a button, "Yes Doctor. Ms.
Sexton is ready." As she released the button she
smiled at Cathy and said, "You may go upstairs now
miss."
Cathy said, 'Call me Cathy, Honey."
She stood up and reached for her saucer to
return it to the bar. Maria told her don't worry
about that I will take care of it. Cathy thanked her
and headed up the stairs. She had a feeling that
dark eyes were following her up the stairs. She
wondered if the young woman was enjoying the view.
When she knocked on the light oak door she
heard a soft voice invite her in. When she entered
the spacious office she was impressed. It was
definitely a woman's office. It was cool and the
spacious French window looked out at the green trees
in front of the office. There was soft music playing
but nothing so intrusive as to compete with the
spoken voice. The walls were painted a soft coral.
The industrial carpet was a shade of emerald green.
Each painting on the walls was highlighted by a
recessed spotlight in the ceiling. They were all pastel
French impressionist. If they were copies they were
at least good ones.
The mature woman behind the desk got up and
came around to shake her hand. She assured her, "I
don't want you to feel uncomfortable talking to me.
The first few times we will just talk about ourselves
until you feel ready to talk to me."
She sat down in one of the two comfortable
Coffee colored leather chairs positioned in front of
her desk with a small tea table between them. She
asked the same question as Maria about coffee or
tea.
Cathy was a little nervous and accepted coffee.
There was a bowl of artificial creamers and
sweeteners. She doctored her own coffee as the
doctor put lemon in her tea. As she held up her tea
cup she said, "Too many years in England. I don't
stand on formality. You can call me Elizabeth or Liz
if you like."
Cathy assured her that she could call her Cathy
as she studied the woman over the rim of her cup.
Liz had to be in her fifties. Her hair was short and
curly. Her blond hair was turning gray. Her blue eyes
were clear and youthful. She had a wide, becoming
smile. She was probably 145 pounds, just a little
overweight.
Liz said, "I want to thank you for taking part in
my study. I want to assure you that what ever is said
here will never be divulged in anyway other than
clinical terms. I would never divulge real names in a
book. I am not going to judge you or attempt to
change your way of life. I am simply trying to gain an
understanding of your life."
True to her word they just talked about small
things like where she came from. Cathy soon told her
that her family was from the Great lakes area and
had moved to southern California during Word War
II because the men were fighting in the South
Pacific and there were great employment
opportunities in the defense plants. They stayed
after the war because they liked the weather and
there were plenty of jobs to be had.
Cathy also learned that Liz was not English but
had studied there for a long time. She was compiling
case studies for a book she was writing about human
sexuality. Cathy had been brought to her attention
by a mutual friend that knew that Cathy grew up in a
lesbian household.
They met for a couple of times before Cathy
got down to telling her story. She had to explain
about her family first. While they were having tea
one afternoon Cathy opened up and told her story.
Cathy told her about how she grew up in a home of
two women, her mother, Wilma, and her aunt Lucy.
Lucy was the older sister.
Lucy was a rather large woman that was always
the dominate member of the family. She seduced
her mother, Wilma, when she was just a girl. Wilma
accepted the role of sex slave without objection.
They had always shared a bedroom. Lucy was four
years older than Wilma so the younger girl accepted
the domination of her older sister without question.
Lucy had learned how good it felt to masturbate
herself at a young age. When her younger sister
came along she enlisted her help even before Wilma
started school. When Lucy reached puberty and her
breasts began to swell she would have Wilma come to
bed with her and suck on her nipples while Wilma
played with her clit until Lucy would climax. Lucy
would also masturbate Wilma for long periods of
time. Wilma learned to climax even before she
reached puberty.
It was just natural progression of events that
when Lucy developed a strong sexual desire that she
could not satisfy by having her baby sister play with
her pussy, she pushed Wilma's head down between
her legs and demanded that she lick and suck on her
pussy.
When their parents were not home Lucy was in
charge. She would really take charge during those
occasions. She would parade around in nothing but a
dressing gown while making her younger sister stay
naked all weekend. She would delight in sitting on
Wilma's face and making her suck her pussy, lick her
asshole and she would even pee in her mouth. She
would spank her if she resisted any command she
gave her.
Lucy grew up to be an imposing woman. She was
five-foot ten. She had sandy brown hair and weighed
at least one-hundred and eighty pounds. She never
shaved her underarms or her pussy. The pubic hair
was much darker. Her measurements were 42-F, 36
and 44. She was not the kind of girl that attracted
the sexual desires of males. Wilma on the other hand
was the kind of girl that attracted males like moths
to a flame.
Wilma was five-foot three, one-hundred and
five pounds. Her hair was a shade lighter that her
older sister's. Lucy insisted that she shaved all of
her pubic hair off. If Wilma didn't do it she did it
for her. Her measurements were 35-C, 22 and 36.
All the way through high school Lucy saw to it that no
teenage male got his hands on her.
When Wilma graduated she got a job for the
first time in her life she was not constantly under
Lucy's supervision. Lucy feared what her sister would
do if she accepted a date with men at work. Wilma
was a reliable worker. She worked at the same office
for ten years before the event that changed their
lives.
Their parents died within six months of each
other. Their father died as a result of smoking three
packs of cigarettes a day from the age of 12. Their
mother developed breast cancer. By the time it was
diagnosed it had already spread to her lungs and
brain. That was a very traumatic event in both of
their lives.
The house was paid for so the two of them
moved into their parent's bedroom. Behind closed
doors they could live as Lucy pictured their
relationship. Both of them worked but Wilma was the
housewife in the relationship. Wilma did all of the
housework and cooking.
The neighbors knew how much Lucy dominated
Wilma but never suspected that they were in a
lesbian relationship. The years passed rather
uneventfully until one New Years Eve when Wilma was
35. She had been invited to an office party after
work. She tried to refuse because she knew Lucy
would not approve but she didn't know how to refuse
when the other women in the office insisted that she
stay.
Like a lot of office parties they consumed far
too much alcohol. Wilma was too drunk to even walk
to the bus stop. A couple of men offered to drive
her and another girl from the office home. They
took them to an apartment instead. The other woman
was all hot to have sex. She was quick to strip her
clothes off and suck their cocks. Wilma was too shy
to remove her clothes and she had never had sex with
a male before. She was too drunk to resist as the
three of them stripped her clothes off. The two men
took turns fucking her while the woman sat on her
face. She had no idea how many times they fucked
her. It was morning before she was sober enough to
insist that they take her home.
Lucy was furious that Wilma had stayed out all
night without even calling. She could smell the booze
on her and her clothes were disheveled enough that
she knew that she had been having sex with the men
that brought her home. Lucy insisted that she quit
the job right away. Within a couple of months Wilma
was upchucking because of morning sickness.
Lucy knew right away that Wilma was pregnant.
She was furious with her younger sister. She made
Wilma become a stay at home housewife after that.
She took good care of her. Wilma had an uneventful
pregnancy. She delivered a seven-pound twelve-ounce
girl. The two women doted over the addition to the
family. They name her Cathy. She had platinum hair
and sky blue eyes.
Cathy told Liz, that she shared their bed most
of the time. Wilma breast fed her and when she
would fall asleep Lucy would finish emptying her
mother's tits.
They made no effort to hide their relationship
from her. She grew up seeing her mother doing the
housework and seeing her Aunt playing with her
mother's breasts, pussy and asshole. When the three
of them were in bed she watched her mother
perform oral sex on her Aunt upon demand without
complaint. It was natural that she wanted to take
part in the loving too.
When she asked her Aunt Lucy if she could suck
on her tits and pussy it was met with a big smile.
Aunt Lucy said, "Come here, child," as she
spread her legs wide and pulled Cathy between them.
She grabbed a handful of Wilma's hair and she pulled
her to one of her big sagging tits and put the nipple in
her mouth. Wilma sucked on the tit while she kept an
eye on her baby as the girl placed her small hands on
her Aunt's big thighs and moved her face between
the legs. Cathy smelled her Aunt's pussy. The
scraggly brown hairs were damp and were pungent
smelling. Cathy had smelled her Aunt's pussy before
but never so close. It was a heady aroma. She licked
the hairs that covered the opening until her tongue
worked its way between the meaty labia and she
found her Aunt's clitoris.
Lucy placed a hand on the back of Cathy's head
and smashed her small face into her big soggy pussy.
Cathy found out that her Aunt was a squirter. She
swallowed the liquid until her throat was raw but she
did not stop until her Aunt was finished climaxing and
pushed her head away. Cathy rested there with her
chin on her Aunt's pussy. She was proud of herself
because she felt so grown up having pleased her Aunt.
It was Lucy that rolled Wilma on to her back
and spread her legs so that she could drag Cathy by
the hair over their legs until she was between her
mother's legs.
Cathy knew what was expected. She had seen
her mother shaving her pussy all of her life and knew
that it was as smooth as her ass. She went to work
sucking her mother's pussy with renewed gusto. Aunt
Lucy pulled her young body around so that she could
play with her niece's bald pussy and her asshole at
the same time.
Lucy switched back and forth from Cathy's
pussy and Wilma's tits as the child sucked her
mother's pussy until her mother went into a quivering
orgasm. When Wilma recovered the two women
placed the child between them and the two women
took turns masturbating her and sucking her pussy.
Cathy told Liz that as she matured she became
a very skilled lesbian lover. Lucy insisted on enrolling
Cathy in a Catholic all girls' school. She was cautioned
not to let anyone at school know about what they did
at home. She admitted that her sexual curiosity was
very strong. She could not resist finding out if her
classmates were as horny as she was. There was a
very sweet looking Mexican girl in her class that she
became very attached to. Her name was Easter.
They became inseparable.
Cathy made arrangements to visit Easter after
school. She had a nice home. She had her own
bedroom and lots of dolls and a large play house that
she could open so that she could conduct little make
believe stories with the dolls. While they were
playing Cathy kissed Ester. When she returned the
kiss Cathy proceeded to feel her up. She proceeded
to masturbate Easter until she was breathless.
She told Liz that in a short time she had taught
Ester all about oral sex. They never got enough time
alone to satisfy their lust. She got Lucy to allow her
to bring Ester home with her after school.
It was not uncommon for her to bring home
Easter from school to spend the night. The first
time she brought her home her mother welcomed
Ester with a hug and a kiss on the cheek. She told
the girls that dinner would be ready by six. They
retreated to the bedroom that should have been
Cathy's bedroom but was rarely used.
When she started feeling Ester up and kissing
her as she started pulling her panties off Ester tried
to stop her because she feared that her mother
would walk in on them. Cathy told her not to worry
about that. She told her that her mother would not
bother them. The two of them sucked pussy until
Cathy heard Lucy come home from work. They got
dressed and joined the women before dinner.
Lucy and Wilma could smell the unmistakable
odor of pussy on the girls' faces. They gave each
other knowing looks but did not mention anything to
the girls for fear of embarrassing them. Their
relationship developed to the point that they grew
careless about where they made love to each other.
School was not a wise place to indulge in their
sexual games but neither one could resist. They
would try and find places where they could be alone
long enough to kneel between each other's legs long
enough to satisfy each other.
There was one nun that was astute enough to
recognize their behavior and keep an eye on them. It
did not take long before she caught them in a
cloakroom. She caught Cathy kneeling between
Ester's legs with her head under her uniform skirt.
Sister Agnes scared he shit out of them when
she confronted them. They both made rash promises
to never do it again, knowing full well that they could
not keep their word. The good Sister did not scold
them. She just told them to stay after school.
She called Ester's mother and told her that she
was keeping her after school for some instruction.
She didn't tell her what she had seen. She also called
Wilma and told her the same thing. When the school
day came to an end the two girls reported to Sister
Agnes office they feared all kinds of imagined
punishments. When they knocked on the door and
were beckoned to enter they feared the worst.
Sister Agnes told them to enter and have a
seat. They slowly approached the desk and sat in the
old wooden chairs. They could not help squirming
around. The Sister rested her elbows on her desk
and laced her fingers together as she talked. "Do the
two of you know how much trouble you could be in?"
Cathy said she looked at Ester and saw the fear
in her eyes. Neither of them spoke. Sister Agnes
was about five-foot four-inches tall and she was
dressed in a traditional black and white habit. The
white cowl under the black hood pinned to her cowl
hid her hair completely. It was hard to tell how old
she was because her face did not have any wrinkles
on it.
She came around from behind the desk and sat
on it with her feet still on the ground. She asked
them if they were special friends and could they keep
secrets?
Cathy and Ester looked at each other not fully
understanding what the nun was asking. Sister Agnes
reached into a deep pocket hidden in the folds of her
habit for a pack a cigarettes and a cheap lighter.
She pulled one of the filtered cigarettes out and put
it in her mouth as she pressed the lever to light the
butane lighter. She took a deep drag on her
cigarette and blew the smoke towards the ceiling
before she told them that in her order of nuns there
were women that developed special friendships. She
told them that nuns that were special friends means
they satisfied each other's sexual needs they way
Cathy had been satisfying Ester.
The girls looked at each other because they
could not believe what they were being told. Sister
Agnes recognized the bemused expression on their
faces. She said, "Nuns are women with all of the
wants and needs of any women. We are the brides of
Christ but we still have sexual desires just like all
women. If we are denied the company of men at least
we can seek the company of women. If the two of
you promise to never tell anyone about what we do I
will never tell your parents about what I saw you
doing and we can do the same things too"
Cathy was the first to assure Sister Agnes that
she would never tell anyone. As her reward Sister
Agnes lifted her habit as she pushed Cathy to her
knees. Cathy had always wondered what a nun would
look like under the habit. She had seen the practical
oxford shoes with the rubber heels and the black
hose but never knew if the were like crew socks, calf
length, full hose or even pantyhose.
As Sister Agnes dropped the habit over her
head Cathy was plunged into a dark world. She could
see by the light coming in from under the habit. She
saw that Sister Agnes' hose were calf length. As she
looked up the shapely legs she had always wondered
what kind of panties a nun would wear. When Cathy's
face was only inches away from the nun's panties she
saw that she had on cheap white panties. The
material was so thin that she could see the dark
shadow of the woman's pubic hair. She could smell
the same strong odor she associated with her Aunt
and the smell of detergent used to wash the
undergarments. Sister Agnes placed her hand on the
back of her head and pressed her face against her
wet panties.
Cathy struggled with getting her hands under
the sash cord of the habit to get her fingers under
the waistband of the panties. She struggled too pull
the panties down until she saw the nun's pussy.
There was not a lot of pubic hair but it covered
all of her pubic area. That was the first clue to
Sister Agnes' age because her dark pubic hair was
starting to turn gray. Cathy stuck out her tongue and
tasted the nun's pussy. She found the interior moist
and slippery. The more she licked the pussy the more
she was forced to swallow the juices.
Ester watched the face of Sister Agnes as her
face contorted as her climax approached. Agnes had
snuffed out her cigarette by that time. She
motioned for Ester to come to her. Ester had to
spread her legs to stand straddle Cathy's legs. In
doing so her crotch was pressed against the thick
material covering Cathy's head. Sister Agnes took
Ester into her arms and kissed her while Ester
started feeling the nun's breasts. She could tell that
the woman did not have a bra on under her habit.
She could barely feel the straps of her slip. The full
beasts had large rubbery nipples. She wanted to see
them but that would have required pulling the habit
over her head and she would have had to remove the
hood. That would have taken too long. Agnes felt it
was only fair that she allow Ester to take Cathy's
place.
She made Ester step back and she pulled her
habit up and told Cathy to make room for Easter.
Cathy didn't want to stop but she reluctantly stood up
and allowed Ester to take her place. Agnes tucked
the hem of her habit into her sash cord that way
Cathy could watch her friend licking the pussy of the
nun. Agnes started kissing the face of Cathy because
it was covered with her juices. When she had
climaxed she told the girls to not discuss what they
had just done.
Of course as soon as Cathy got home she had to
tell Lucy and her mom all about what had happened.
Lucy had to meet this nun. She sounded like the kind
of nun she could love.
Lucy called the school the next day and left a
message for Sister Agnes to call her after five that
evening.
Sister Agnes feared that Cathy had told her
family about what she had done and it would lead to a
lawsuit. She was very apprehensive about returning
the call. When she dialed the number she was
sweating under the habit. To her relief Lucy was
very cordial as she invited her to have dinner with
them at her convenience. Sister Agnes was so
relieved that she agreed to come to dinner the next
evening. Lucy told her what time would be convenient.
Sister Agnes got Cathy alone to inquire why her
Aunt wanted to have her over for dinner. All Cathy
could tell her was that her mother and Aunt wanted
to meet her.
At the appointed hour she knocked on the door
of the home of her student. When Lucy opened the
door to welcome their guest both women were mildly
surprised. Agnes had not expected to be greeted by
such an overwhelming woman and Lucy had expected
to see a woman dressed in a habit.
Sister Agnes had on civilian clothes. Even Cathy
was surprised. She had not expected to see the nun
in civilian clothes. Sister Agnes had rather short
curly hair that was a salt and pepper gray. Now
Cathy had to revise her estimate of the nun's age.
She had on a one piece dress that was not too
revealing she even had a cashmere sweater on. She
had on dark pumps with two inch heels. Like her
habit she had deep pockets in the folds of her skirt
that she kept her cigarettes and car keys in.
Wilma was the kind of woman Agnes had
expected to meet. She smelled of fresh cooking.
She looked very much like Cathy.
Dinner was ready and the dining table was set
for four. The conversation at the table was very
innocuous. Sister Agnes was uncomfortable
expecting that they were about to announce they
were planning to file a lawsuit against her and the
church. While Wilma cleared the table with Cathy's
help Lucy led Sister Agnes back to the family room
where she offered her a cigarette and a glass of
wine. She accepted the smoke and let Lucy light it
for her. Lucy led her to the sofa and sat down next
to her. They sipped the wine and smoked their
cigarettes while Lucy led the conversation.
Eventually Lucy snuffed out her cigarette and
turned her body towards Agnes and put her arm
around her shoulders and when Agnes looked at her
she kissed her on the mouth. At first Sister Agnes
was shocked then she relaxed and accepted Lucy's
advances. She almost wet her panties when Lucy
stuffed her big hand inside the bodice of her dress.
Sister Agnes had on a full slip and a support
bra. Lucy was in the process of pulling one of her big
breasts out of the dress when Wilma and Cathy came
into the room. While Lucy toyed with Agnes' breast
Cathy knelt in front of her teacher and checked out
what she had on under the skirt of her dress.
Cathy found that the nun had on full nylons with
a garter belt and rather delicate panties. She had to
unhook the garter straps from the nylons to pull the
panties down. Item by item Cathy removed the nun's
clothes until she was naked from the waist down as
long as the slip and dress were held up. She had just
settled down to giving Sister Agnes as good a sucking
as she had the other day when Lucy stood up and
pulled Sister Agnes to her feet so that she could pull
the dress and slip over her head She stood behind
her long enough to remove her bra too. Then she led
Agnes to the coffee table where she placed the nun
on her back.
Cathy got up and helped her mother get out of
her clothes. Then Cathy could not resist moving
around the coffee table and pulling down her panties
and backing up over Sister Agnes' head and lowering
her butt down until her little pussy was resting on the
nun's face, while Wilma took her directions from Lucy
without question.
She straddled the figure on the coffee table
with her butt pressed against her daughter's ass.
She bent over and proceeded to cover the hairy cunt
of the nun with her mouth. Wilma skillfully used her
tongue to make Sister Agnes writhe as she
approached a climax. Lucy watched the action and
offered encouragement to her sister and niece while
she rubbed her own pussy.
Agnes writhed in ecstasy as she began to
climax. That was Lucy's cue to satisfy her own lust
by straddling Agnes' legs and grabbing her sister's
hair and pulling her head up so that she could thrust
her cunt against her face, just as she had done for
years. Wilma drilled her tongue into her older
sister's wet pussy until her sister squirted her juices
into Wilma's mouth.
Cathy also climaxed in Sister Agnes' mouth.
When she was done she turned around so that Agnes
was looking up at the pussy and ass of Wilma as Cathy
licked her mother's shaved pussy and licked her
asshole until her mother climaxed. Sister Agnes was
an exhausted woman by the time she got dressed and
drove back to the school.
Lucy also encouraged Cathy to include her
girlfriend in the games. The two girls also were
invited to spend some evening at the residences of
the nuns where the girls found out that a lot of the
nuns and lay teachers had a taste for young girls too.
Cathy told Liz all about how she satisfied older
women and initiated other young girls into the lesbian
world. When the recorder ran out of tape Liz
brought the interview to an end. Liz confirmed the
next appointment before ending the session. She
could not resist asking Cathy one last favor. "Honey
would you allow me to have a taste of your pussy."
Cathy was casual about lifting her plaid school
uniform skirt and showing the woman that she didn't
have any panties on.
Liz knelt in front of the girl's chair and held her
slender legs while she placed her mouth over the bald
pussy. Cathy stroked the woman's hair while she
rubbed her pussy against the woman's mouth like the
little tart she was.
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