Date: Thu, 18 Dec 2014 17:55:35 +0000 (UTC)
From: Aislinge Murphy <aislinge.murphy@yahoo.com>
Subject: Generations Chapter 8

This is a work of fiction. All disclaimers apply. If you are offended by
sex between and adult and minor, then you should move on.

Once again, I thank Mia for an excellent job in proofreading and editing,
as well as her creative suggestions for each of my fictional stories.  Her
rating of how many cums she has, is indispensable!

GENERATIONS

Chapter 8

Greg and I grabbed our wine, separated the boys and told them to follow us
upstairs to the bedroom.

It was a beautiful sight. Carol was sitting on Ginny's face rubbing her
tiny bald pussy on the older woman's face. She was pinching her budding
nipples then dropping her hands to Ginny's head grabbed her hair and
slammed Ginny's face harder into her pussy. Nancy was between Ginny's legs
eating her pregnant swollen cunt and had half her hand in her own pussy.

"Go help your mother," I directed our son. Taking a hold of Greg Jr.'s hand
he ran across the room and and pushed Jr.'s face into his mothers ass and
worked his face around his mothers hand to nurse on her clit. Greg stood up
on the bed and served his cock to my daughter who was slowly going into sub
space with her approaching orgasm. She raised her little butt up from
Ginny's face and slammed it down so hard that I was sure she had hurt
Ginny. Instead Ginny picked the child up by her hips and slammed her down
on her mouth as hard as the child had done. Then again, and again she
repeated slamming the spewing child cunt on her face. Finally Carol had no
more to give and rolled off Ginny, never losing Greg's cock from her well
practiced mouth.

I moved up the bed to Ginny's mouth, my cock hard in my hand. Her lips were
bruised and swollen, her mouth open. I pulled her head to my cock and began
feeding her.

Nancy had moved on the floor taking her mouth off Ginny's cunt and pulled
Jr. between her legs telling him to fuck her. She pulled her full heavy
legs up and opened her cunt for the boy. There was no way she could feel
the cock in her cunt, but she would cum just from his grunts and throws in
trying to be a man. She encouraged him by telling him how big his cock felt
in her. How she wanted him to fuck her hard and put a baby in her.

Tommy moved to Ginny's well sucked cunt and began fucking Ginny. He was shy
at first because of her big pregnant belly. He placed his hands on the
sides of her belly and began a slow fucking rhythm that was driving Ginny
crazy with lust. I knew if I pushed my cock down her throat her cunt would
tighten on my sons cock, so I gagged her with my cock as many times as I
could.

Greg had pulled Carol's mouth off his cock and was turning her on all fours
to fuck her cunt which had droplets of blood on her labia from the pounding
on Ginny's mouth.

"In my ass... please, my pussy is for daddy first, please," she begged Greg
as his cock pressed against her cunt lips. Moving his cock away from her
cunt he bent his head and began lubing my daughters ass with his
tongue. Finally he knelt up and gently placed the head of his cock on her
rosebud. Carol was not going to have anything of this slow motion fuck and
slammed her ass hard back on Greg's cock taking his whole length in one
motion. Greg looked at me in surprise then smiled as he tore into Carols
ass like a possessed animal. Little did he know that for the last few years
her ass had been well opened and pleasured by her mother and father.

Finally, we all lay exhausted on the big master bed. Greg was kissing his
wife, I was holding and kissing Carol, as Nancy held and breast fed Tommy
and Jr..

Ginny eventually had a baby girl. Nancy would spend time at their house
breastfeeding not only the child but the whole family.  I was finding it
hard to spend any quality time with my family. Tommy or Carol would stop by
the hospital during my long shifts to suck daddy's cock, but I wanted more.
It was time to start my own practice.

Months had passed, with the help of Greg and Ginny and their network of
friends I became known as a "gender friendly" doctor. One of my favorite
family's was the Nelsons.

Mr. Nelson was an executive for Exxon, and his wife was a country club
trophy wife. Skinny and had had so much plastic surgery it was hard to tell
if she was really 45, her actually age, or the 16 year old she had used her
husbands money to appear to be. They had a son who was approaching his 8th
birthday that was really intriguing. He was petite like his mother and
barely weighed 80 lbs. His mother and father met me in my office and told
me what they wanted as far a medical attention for their son.  , The first
thing that surprised me was that they didn't want to have a son but a
daughter. That they had been encouraging him to dress as a little girl and
play with dolls since he was able to walk. That his mother had been
grooming him in sucking his daddy's cock so she didn't have to, almost
since birth. Finally they were ready to start him on female hormones,
asking my opinion if it was safe, as well as feasible. I told them to set
up an appointment with my office for me to examine their son, and I would
help them with their decision.

I met little Sal for the first time the following week. His mother dropped
him off at the office and told my nurse she had a busy day ahead of her,
and to give her a call when he was through. My outraged nurse brought Sal
into my office called me outside of it and told me about the little boy's
"bitch" mother. I calmed her down and told her I would handle it with his
parents when she or they came to pick him up.

I closed the door and sat behind my desk watching Sal swing his feet
sitting in the chair in front of me. His first response to my question
regarding his well being made my cock jump. He had a sweet melodic voice,
so childish and very feminine. Maybe years of swallowing daddy's cum had
helped. I asked him if he knew he was here for a physical examination, he
responded that he did.

I took his dainty hand in mine and led him into the examination room, and
noticed that his finger nails were painted with a light pink gloss. I
instructed him to undress and fold his clothes over the back of the
chair. He removed his shirt and I noticed that his breasts and nipples had
definitely had suction cups on them. Dropping his pants, he shyly covered
the pink thong with ribbons on the sides from my view. I quickly made him
feel comfortable by telling him that his panties were beautiful and he
shouldn't hide them, and to take them off. Once done he sat on the floor
and took off his shoes and socks, I noticed his toenails were painted the
same color as his nails.

He bounced off the floor and stood in front of me looking for his next
task. Telling him to climb up on the examining table I called my head nurse
in the room. When she entered, the little boy pushed his hand between his
legs covering his little pink cocklett, and surprisingly the other arm went
up to cover his chest. So girly, as well as sexy.

Margaret, my head nurse, walked over to the table and looked up at me
smiling when she saw the painted nails on the boy's hands and feet.

Margaret was in her late 50's and was the school nurse when I was in High
School.  She caught Jamie and I one day, brought us to her office and had
us perform in front of her. It became a regular routine almost every
day. She never allowed us to touch her, but would always encourage us,
especially Jamie when we were putting on our "live" shows.

Margaret told the young boy to relax and lay down, as well as not to be shy
as she had 3 boys of her own. That was a lie, Margaret had never been
married and as far as I knew loved eating pussy and other girls and women
as lovers. Carol and Nancy could attest to her prowess as a lesbian lover
as well as groomer for young girls and mature beginners.

While I was fiddling at the counter reading the information from his
family, Margaret was softly asking Sal questions.

She ran her fingers over his swollen chest and asked him what happened. He
told her that his mother put glass cups on his chest 2 or 3 times a day and
would suck his flesh into the cups when she pumped, then make him keep them
on for about an hour after. Margaret asked him if his mother used cream
before and after using the cups, and did she do the same with his
nipples. He replied that she never used cream before or after and yes she
had smaller glass tubes for his nipples. Margaret reaching over to the
counter, uncapped a jar of cream, taking a dollop and warming it in her
hands before applying it to the young boys chest and nipples. She took time
with each breast to stroke his nipples, searching for a desired
response. She received it in moments. Little Sal's cock was sticking
straight up and pulsing. The young boy's eyes closed as he had a dry orgasm
at the hands of my nurse, strictly from massaging his boy breasts.

Drying her hands on a towel she placed her index finger on the tip of Sal's
cock and probed the pee hole without causing discomfort to the young boy.

"Still dry, Dr.," she said, "It appears that it might be awhile before he
has any cum."

I noted this in his file and had Margaret pull out the stirrups up on the
examining table, then place the young boys heels on them.

I grabbed my stool and glided over to the young boy as Margaret was
measuring his little penis and sac.  Remarking to me that both were
undersized and not well developed for his age. They were not, but they were
beautiful. Margaret noticed my cock stir under my cloak, smiled and patted
my shoulder, asking me if their was anything else I needed before she
left. I told her I had all in hand. She said that she was sure I did as she
closed the door.

Little Sal's cock was maybe an inch or a little more. His sac put me in
mind of a pink whole walnut, small and very tight against his body. I
pulled his hips towards me opening his ass cheeks and examining his
rosebud. He was not a virgin.

I took the jar of cream that Margaret had left open, took a dollop and
probed the young boys anus. All seemed to be intact and pleasurable if I
could go from Sal's moans, and watching his little cock twitch.

I asked him if he had sex with his father and he told me that he sucks him
every morning before he goes to work and every evening when he returns, and
the only time other than that is when his mother doesn't want to. I took my
finger from his little anus and asked him if his father had ever put his
cock inside his butt. He told me, quickly, no that his mother won't let his
father so that. I was at a loss and asked if he was sticking things in his
butt. He told me no, that again, his mother would not allow it.

I told him that it looks like something or someone has been in his butt,
and it's not a good idea to lie to his doctor. Then the story unfolded, it
was his mother. She had started him off very young with a very small dildo
and progressed since then, except now she would strap it on and fuck him
like she does his dad, but with a much smaller one for her son. That she
lays out his under clothes each day for school and play. That around the
house he only wears lingerie and is learning to walk in heels. He went on
to tell me that he is allowed to masturbate only when he is watching his
parents have sex. That when his daddy cums he is allowed to lick all his
cream up, and if his daddy cums in mommy, which isn't very often then his
daddy licks mommy and gives him cummy kisses.

I let him continue telling me everything, then asked him if he ever had sex
with his mommy. He told me again no, it wasn't allowed. Mommy said she is
not a lesbian, he went on to tell me. That he was a girl and would learn to
make men happy, like she did as a girl.  I finished up his rectal exam by
telling him that I would instruct his mother to use cream before having
him, for it was evident she didn't. After I removed the speculum from his
little tight ass, I once again covered his rosebud with cream. Taking each
delicate leg down from the stirrups I stood next to the boys head and
examined his chest.

His little nipples were still hard and erotically swollen. He turned
towards my crotch, his face inches away, and reached with his hand to
stroke me through my trousers. I asked him if he knew what he was doing,
and he reponded by nodding and telling me that his mother has always told
him that he was a girl that was born to let men put their cocks in his
mouth if he liked them. And he liked me.

I finished my examine, finding it hard at times to concentrate with his
little painted fingers stroking my cock. When I was finished, I called
Margaret in the room. She saw what young Sal was doing, walked behind me,
unzipped my pants and took my cock out and directed to the young open mouth
laying, still nude, on my examining table.

Moving to my side, she instructed the boy to open wider, to use his tongue,
and not to spill a drop of Dr.'s cum. "Yes, ma'am," was his sole reply
before engulfing my cock.

Margaret met Sal's mother when she returned, from her busy day, to pick up
her son who was sleeping on the couch in my office. Asking if she could use
my office to talk with the mother, she shook Sal awake and told him to wait
in the reception room while she spoke with his mother.

A half an hour later, Sal's mother exited my office with Margaret behind
her. She had 2 jars of therapeutic cream in her hands, with a hickey on her
neck.

Margaret came up to me and handed me a pair of pink panties, much like the
pair Sal had on, but in big girl size. I asked my head nurse if she made it
clear that she was to use the cream on her son's delicate soft
skin. Margaret assured me Sal's mother understood, with a smile on her
face.

"She has a red ass to help her remember," she said, as she took the panties
out of my hand and held them to her nose, walking into the examining room.


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