Date: Sun, 14 Oct 2007 15:15:29 -0700 From: Jan ' Subject: Cathy and the Psychologist, (lesbian / incest, g/g, FF/g, F/gFF) Warning: This story is a work of fiction and contains descriptions of explicit sexual acts of incest between women and a girl. If this type of content offends you or you are under the age of 18 do not read it. Author's Note: This story is the property of the author. It can be downloaded for personal reading pleasure or sending to a friend, but if you wish to re-post them at your own site, please contact the author for permission. Copyright 2007 Jan, All Rights Reserved. Please mail to janmay699@icqmail.com if you have suggestions for future stories. 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. I hope you enjoyed the story and have a story you would like told please send your mail to janmay699@icqmail.com