Chapter 1

Martha had taken Debbie, her young teenage daughter, to a psychiatrist for help. Her daughter's academic performance had deteriorated during the last six months. After spending 2 hours alone with Debbie in his consultation room, Dr Hancock had asked Martha to come alone the following day so that he could tell her what he had found out.

Now Martha sat in front of Dr Hancock, anxious to hear what he had to say.

"Yesterday Debbie was reluctant to talk about herself. So I hypnotized her so that she could talk freely without inhibitions," said Dr. Hancock.

"Did she tell you everything Dr?"

"Yes. When I brought her out of the hypnosis she couldn't of course remember anything about what she had told me. So what I'm going to tell you is very confidential between you and me."

"Yes, Dr I understand. Is it anything serious?"

"Well, not serious but she needs help."

"What do you mean doctor?"

"I wish to be very frank. I hope you won't take offence," said the doctor.

"No doctor, I won't, I promise."

"You see, Debbie is physically very well developed for her age..."

"She just turned 16, doctor."

"Yes, to tell you the truth, she is very beautiful, curvaceous, voluptuous and sexy for her age."

Martha was shocked by the doctor's words. "What has that got to do with her poor academic work?"

"Everything Martha. Just as her body is well developed, so is her sexuality. Her sexual hormones are well developed too. She experiences strong sexual urges."

Martha, a bit annoyed asked, "Still, how can that affect her studies?"

"The doctor said, "Her thoughts are controlling her."

"What thoughts, doctor?"

"You see, the girls at school, that is her friends have been telling her about their sexual activities, describing everything in detail about what they do with men and about the wild pleasures they get."

"My God, they are only fifteen-year olds!"

"Yes, but nowadays even younger girls are very active sexually."

"So doctor, how does that affect Debbie's studies?"

"You see, Debbie is constantly thinking about sex and gets herself aroused so much that she can't concentrate on her studies."

" So that's why her academic performance has deteriorated?"

"Yes," answered Dr. Hancock.

"Luckily I've put her on the pill. So, what else can I do doctor?"

"Well, when there is a problem we must find a solution."

"What do you suggest doctor?"

"It's simple really. You see, when Debbie is thirsty she drinks water, and when she is hungry she eats food. She satisfies her needs that way."

"So?"

"So, when she is sexually aroused she needs some satisfaction."

"My God, are you suggesting that she masturbate?"

"OH NO! In fact Debbie has already masturbated once and has ruptured her hymen already. The experience has been repulsive for her and she says she won't masturbate anymore."

"Then, are you suggesting she get a boyfriend?"

"Not also. Her friends have told her that boys are inexperienced and inept at sex. So she dislikes boys."

"Doctor, are you suggesting that she get a grown man for a boyfriend?"

"No and Yes. You see she likes men for the pleasures she thinks they can give, but she is also afraid of them, for fear they might hurt and abuse her. She doesn't trust the men."

"What to do doctor? She doesn't like masturbation, she doesn't like boys and she doesn't like men. What to do then?"

"Well, there's one man who could help her. One she can trust," said the doctor.

Martha got agitated and angry, thinking he was referring to himself. "You mean yourself doctor? Are you suggesting that she trusts you and so you can have sex with Debbie?"

"NO... no... no... you misunderstand me. I can't have relationship with my patients. It's against my professional ethics."

Martha realized she had made a mistake. "I'm sorry doctor. Then who is the man you are referring to?"

"Do you promise not to get angry if I mention the person?"

"Yes, I promise."

"The only man Debbie can trust and love is her own father."

"Doctor, what are you saying?"

"Don't be agitated Martha. I'm sure you want to help Debbie, especially to get her to do well in her studies again."

"Of course..."

"So I suggest that you get your husband and Debbie to be friendly."

"Did Debbie tell you that she desires her father?"

"No, of course not. This is entirely my suggestion. Since she has said that he is the only man she trusts, I think he can help her."

"Oh God!"

"Yes, that's the only way to help Debbie. But don't tell either of them what I have told you. Discreetly try to get them together."

"Is there any other way, doctor?"

"I'm afraid not."

"But it's sinful doctor."

"No, Martha. Don't look at it that antiquated way. What is most important now is to help Debbie to release her sexual tensions and concentrate on her studies for the sake of her future. Otherwise she might have a nervous breakdown that might cause irreparable damage," said the doctor.

"Well, it looks like I have to do what you advise. But how do I go about it, doctor? How do I get the two together?"

"What sort of man is your husband? Does he have good sex drive?"

"Yes, doctor, very much so. He loves sex and has strong sexual urges."

"That explains Debbie's strong sexual hormones. She has probably inherited her intense sexuality from her father," explained the doctor.

"Oh God!"

The doctor proceeded, "To answer your question as to how to go about getting the two together, I advise that you do it tactfully. For a start you can get Debbie, when at home, to wear exciting clothes, those that show off her sexy figure."

"What if she refuses to wear such clothes?"

"She would, Martha. Under hypnosis she has told me that she would like to wear short skirts, skimpy underwear, dresses with low neckline, flimsy nightdresses, etc."

"What about my husband?"

"It will be good if you can get him to wear boxer shorts only when at home, but will he wear them?" asked the doctor.

"Oh yes, doctor. In fact he has been wanting to wear boxer shorts at home for some time now but I have not allowed it because of our teenage daughter."

"That's very good then. Buy for him thin boxer shorts to wear at home. This will excite Debbie, and her own revealing dresses will excite your husband. The rest will work out slowly."

"What if it doesn't work, doctor?"

"I think it will work. Find excuses to leave them alone."

Martha thanked the doctor, paid the fees for the consultation and headed for home. At home, both her husband and Debbie were eager to know what the doctor had said.

Martha lied, "The doctor said that Debbie needs help with her homework. So Dan every evening after dinner you go up to her room and help her with her homework."

Martha continued, "He has also said that my restrictions on her dresses has subconsciously affected her school work. So he has suggested I get her modern dresses that girls of her age like to wear. Then she'll feel relaxed and her studies will improve."

Dan asked, " What about me, Martha? I've been wanting to wear boxer shorts for a long time."

"Alright Dan. You can wear them from now onwards."

Her husband, Dan and her daughter Debbie looked happy. Martha felt happy for having evaded telling what the doctor had actually said.

Then Martha suggested, "Since we are now relieved that there's nothing wrong with Debbie, let's eat out and go shopping for clothes for both of you."

Martha took them shopping and bought the clothes for her husband and Debbie. The daring nature of the clothes surprised them both.

Later, in their bedroom, Dan asked his wife, "Martha, you've bought boxer shorts for me. Does that mean you now allow me to wear them at home?"

"Yes Dan. I've come to realize that it is unfair to prevent you from doing what you like. Life is short, so it's only fair I let you enjoy doing what you like to do."

Dan did not want to ask whether it was all right to wear in front of Debbie for fear that she might say no.

Later in Debbie's bedroom, Debbie asked her mother, "Mom, thank you for the lovely dresses. Can I wear them freely?"

"Yes darling, but only at home. At least at home I'll let you do what you like. Life is short, so it's only fair I let you enjoy doing what you like to do."

Martha was hoping that Dan and Debbie could work on what she had said, especially on the words: "Life is short, so it's only fair that I let you enjoy doing what you like to do."

That evening before dinner, Dan came in wearing a new pair of boxer shorts and nothing else. At 40, he had a he-man figure, good broad shoulders muscular thighs and arms, and a handsome face. He was wearing a brief under his boxer shorts but it was well filled. There was so much of bare body on display. Martha pretended as if everything was as usual.

Then Debbie came in. She had a well- developed sexy body for a 16 year old... Her sex appeal was greatly enhanced by what she was wearing. She wore skin-tight white pants that wore below the hips and heightened her full shapely thighs and lovely buttocks. Her blouse was thin but she wore bra that was filled to bursting by her big breasts. And she had the sexiest face and lips.

Debbie could tell that throughout dinner her father's eyes often drifted surreptitiously to her chest. She herself admired her father's manly physique and couldn't help hers eyes being drawn to his boxer shorts that seemed to have a good bulge inspite of the brief that Dan was wearing under the shorts.

After dinner Martha said, "Dan, why don't you go with Debbie to her room and help her with her homework. May be with your help every night she can do better at school. Would you like that, Debbie?"

"Yes, Mom," answered Debbie.

Martha continued, "Alright then, Debbie, take your father to your room to help you with your homework. I'll come and look in after the tv drama ends at 10 pm."

Martha sat down to watch tv and Dan followed Debbie up the staircase getting mildly aroused at the sight of Debbie's delicious buttocks and thighs.

Once inside Debbie's room, they sat side by side at the study table, and Dan concentrated on helping Debbie to complete her homework. Debbie finished her work at 9.50 pm.

Dan said, "Debbie, we have 10 minutes before Mom comes in. Let's have some time together."

Dan moved his chair well away from the table. While still sitting he said, "Come Debbie, come and sit on daddy's lap."

"Daddy, I'm too old to sit on your lap," smiled Debbie.

"You're not. You're still daddy's baby. Come darling." So saying, Dan took his daughter by the hand and guided her to his lap.

Debbie sat on her father's lap with her back to him. Her father placed his hands on her bare smooth hips and pulled her closer to him so that her thighs parted with her legs falling on either side of her father's thighs. Her father adjusted her buttocks so that she sat right on his loins. Debbie could feel her father's bulge pressing into her buttocks.

"Daddy, I don't think I should sit like this."

Debbie struggled to get up but her father held her in place, his hands now caressing her bare hips and her bare body below her navel left uncovered by the blouse and the low pants. Holding her by the waist with one hand her father used his other hand to caress her body, running the hand over her hips and thighs.

"You have a lovely body Debbie. I love you darling."

Now he used both hands to caress her inner thighs saying, "Lovely thighs darling, lovely thighs." Constantly he caressed her there through her pants.

Debbie realized that she was getting excited sexually. No, this is wrong, she thought. Struggling with force, she managed to get up and moved away from her father to stand in front of her dressing table with her back to her father. She was blushing with excitement.

He father came up and hugged her from behind, pressing his loins into her buttocks, his left hand holding her by the waist and his right hand caressing her hips and thighs. Debbie was getting more aroused.

"Daddy, please don't," struggled Debbie, trying to free herself.

"Darling, look at yourself in the mirror, She how beautiful and sexy you are. Let daddy hold you for a while."

But her daddy was doing more than holding her. He was fondling her, running his hand over her buttocks and thighs, especially her inner thighs. Debbie could see all this in the mirror of the dressing table. And this was arousing her more.

"No daddy, please don't..."

Her father urged her, "Look at you breasts darling. They must be big to push out so boldly against your bra."

As Debbie looked at her breasts in the mirror, her father cupped both her breasts with his hands and gently kept squeezing and fondling them through the blouse and bra.

"Full and firm darling, full and firm," praised her father.

Even as she was struggling with her father to free herself, she was getting very aroused.

Now her father dropped his right hand to her loins. While his left hand kept fondling her left breast, his right hand kept cupping and caressing her loins through the pants. "Do you feel nice darling?"

Oh God! She was feeling more than nice. She loved the sexual arousal. As her father's hand kept caressing her loins she was getting hotter and wetter, her juices were beginning to flow.

"No dad, it's not nice," she lied. Even as she said this, her thighs were opening out wider to allow her father's hand to touch her more intimately. Her father knew she was enjoying this. He turned her head with his left hand and kissed her full on the mouth while his right hand rubbed her cunt through the pants.

On and on her father caressed her loins. Unable to control herself, Debbie approached her climax. Pushing her loins into her father's hand, she hit her orgasm.

"Oh daddy... " moaned Debbie. Just then they heard Martha coming up the staircase. The tv drama must have ended and it must be 10 pm now. Reluctantly, Dan let Debbie go and they both quickly sat at the study table pretending to study.

Martha came in asking, "Debbie, has dad helped you to finish your homework?"

For a moment Debbie thought of telling her mother what her father had done. But that would create a lot of problem. So she said instead, "Yes mom, I have finished my homework with daddy's help."

Her mother said, "Good. Your father will help you every night from 9 to 10 while I watch tv dramas."

After saying goodnight, Dan and Martha went to their rooms.

Debbie found her panties soiled with her juices. But she felt some sort of satisfaction, as if a long-standing tension had been released. She cleaned herself up, and now that she found herself calmer she decided to study some more at least till midnight so that she could do well in her imminent school exams.

Dan couldn't sleep. He was thinking of Debbie and how exciting it was to hug and fondle her. He wanted to go to her again.

So he told his wife, "Martha, there's something about Debbie's homework that I've forgotten to help her. Let me go and finish helping her. You go ahead and sleep."

Dan, in his dressing gown but naked underneath, went to his daughter's room and knocked on the door.

"Debbie, can daddy come in for a while?"

Debbie, in her pajamas, opened the door but said, "No daddy, I'm busy studying."

"Let me come in and help you study darling." Then he whispered, " Let daddy hug and kiss you some more." He tried to force his way in.

Debbie told him sternly, "NO daddy! If you force your way in, I won't let you come in and help me with my homework tomorrow."

That delighted her father. "Can I help you with your homework tomorrow also?"

"Yes dad, every night as mother said."

"Thank you darling. I look forward to tomorrow night then." Then he went back to his room

Debbie told herself silently, " But tomorrow I'll wear thick clothes to cover up my body, and we will do homework for the full one hour so that you won't have time to hug me."

But she changed her mind after coming home from school the next day because she realized that the orgasm she had had the previous night had released her tension and made her calm and allowed her to concentrate on her lessons at school. Her teachers had praised her for her good work. All this she owed to her father surely, she reasoned. So perhaps it is right that she give him more than 10 minutes to be with her. So she finished half of her homework before dinner and the thought of being with her father tonight started to arouse her.

With her sexual arousal getting more intense, she gave up the idea of thick clothes and decided to wear sexily. She did not wear a bra. She put on a clinging white thin T-shirt that ended above her navel. Her big breasts pushed against the clinging shirt, her nipples and aureoles outlined nicely.

Next she wore a low waist white hot pants without panties underneath. The hot pants being low waist, she was bare from above her navel to well below her hip level. Being short, the hot pants left almost all of her gorgeous thighs bare. She looked so curvaceous and sexy. The hot pants were made of stretchable fabric without seams in front or back and fitted intimately to her loins and buttocks.

Would her mother object to her wearing like that, she wondered. But then her mother herself had bought the clothes for her to wear at home. So it should be all right.

When she came down before dinner, her mother didn't say anything. Her father did throw glances of happiness at her. Then he went to his room.

From the way Debbie was dressed, Dan knew it would be fun to cuddle her tonight. He could tell that she wasn't wearing a bra or panties. So he too decided not to wear any brief but wore only a thin white short boxer shorts. His manhood kept pushing out against the cloth. He was hoping his wife won't object to what he was wearing.

Indeed, Martha did not say anything about the way Debbie and her husband were dressed. In fact she was happy things were working out the way the doctor had suggested. They had dinner and washed up the dishes just before 9 pm.

Then Martha said, "Debbie, take your dad to your bedroom to help you with your homework. I'll see tv and come at 10 pm."

Smiling, Debbie told her father, "Come dad, come to my bedroom and teach me." She was sexually aroused.

Dan followed his daughter, admiring her gorgeous behind and thighs as they climbed up the stairs. In the room they both attacked Debbie's homework earnestly and completed it by 9.30 pm. because she had already completed some of her homework earlier.

Debbie's father said, "Thank you Debbie for giving dad half an hour tonight to be nice to you."

"No dad, let's not do what we did last night." She knew she didn't really mean that.

"Come on Debbie, be nice to daddy since I helped you with your homework."

Debbie just sat still, smiling gently and indirectly agreeing.

Her father, sitting on his chair away from the study table, took his daughter by the hand and stood her in the front of him between his opened legs. He placed his hands on her bare hips and caressed her there, slowly pushing her hot pants downwards as he said, "You are very sexy darling."

Saying, "Don't daddy," she pulled her hot pants back into place. But she felt aroused.

Looking at her T-shirt covered breasts her father said, "Debbie, thank you for not wearing any bra. I love your breasts this way. Lovely view! Lovely nipples!"

Debbie just smiled, happy over what her father was saying.

Still caressing her bare hips, her father asked, "How was school work today?"

"My homework was all correct and teachers praised my work. Thank you for helping me with my homework dad."

"That's not enough, Debbie darling. Kiss daddy to say thank you."

Debbie bent down and kissed her daddy on the cheek.

"Oh no, not like that darling. Let daddy show you." Her father stood up, gathered her in his arms and kissed her full on the mouth, holding the kiss, licking her lips and tonguing her mouth.

"Darling, please kiss back daddy," her father moaned into her mouth.

"Daddy, please... don't. " But, she was hoping he wouldn't stop.

Slowly she kissed back, sucking her father's tongue and pushing her tongue into her father's mouth for him to suck her tongue.

Yet, in between their hot kisses Debbie kept saying, "No daddy, please don't kiss me like that... please don't." Yet her own mouth was hot on her father's. Her body was hot for fun. She could feel her father's hard aroused manhood pressing against her body.

After a while her father sat back on the chair and said, "Come Debbie, sit on daddy's lap."

"No dad... "

Her father said, " Please darling..." So saying her father drew her by the hips and sat her on his thighs, facing him and straddling him. Her thighs opened out widely as she sat on her father, his bulging loins close to her loins, and her bulging breasts close to her father's face.

Saying, "Sit closer darling," her father gently lifted her and sat her on his loins. Debbie could feel her father's manhood stiffly poking against her cunt through their thin clothes. In fact her father adjusted her and himself until the head of his manhood got embedded in the entrance of her cunt by pushing the stretchable cloth of her pants into her cunt's entrance.

Debbie wanted to give her father the impression that she wanted to dislodge her father's manhood. So, wiggling her hips, she kept saying, "Daddy... oh daddy... please don't... we shouldn't sit like this!" Did she really mean that, she wondered.

But her father held her in place saying, "Relax darling... relax and you'll feel nice."

Debbie pretended to struggle but, thoroughly aroused, she made sure that the head of her father's manhood remained embedded in the entrance of her cunt because it felt so good!

"Daddy... we shouldn't sit like this," she pretended.

Her father now held her close and kissed her full on the mouth. Debbie was saying, "No... no... no..." but her mouth was responding to her father, kissing him back, sucking on her father's tongue and plunging her own tongue into her father's hot mouth.

Her father started caressing her breasts through the T-shirt, rolling her nipples between his fingers and cupping and fondling her big breasts.

Meanwhile her father's manhood was pushing its head rhythmically in the entrance of her cunt. Her cunt boiled with desire for fun. Oh God! It felt so pleasurable!

Still Debbie kept saying, "No daddy, please don't do this... please don't..." Yet with her father fondling her breasts, she was kissing her father lustily and rocking her hips so that the head of her father's manhood rubbed harder in her cunt and thrilled her.

Her father moaned, "Oh Debbie, you are good, you are hot... I love you darling."

Suddenly, Debbie realized she was reaching an orgasm. "No daddy, NOOOOOOOOOOOO..." she screamed as her cunt exploded into an orgasm, discharging her hot juices.

Her father moaned into her mouth, "Enjoy yourself darling, you deserve it for studying hard and being a bright student."

"Daddy, we mustn't do this... please daddy," said Debbie, but there was no let up in their kissing, or in her breasts being fondled by her father, or in the enjoyment of her cunt of the head of her father's manhood because Debbie was getting aroused again.

Now her father started kissing her breasts through the T-shirt, sucking one nipple and then the other. Wildly he sucked her breasts, taking as much of the breasts as possible into his hot mouth. Debbie was thrilled with the new dimension to her excitement but she kept saying, "No daddy, please don't..." But her hands were behind her father's head guiding his mouth from one breast to the other. Soon that part of the T-shirt that covered the entire frontal mounds of her breasts were soaked and wetted with her father's saliva.