She was my 10:00 appointment, but when she got to my office, all she did was stand in the doorway as if uncertain to come in. I motioned for her to come on in, and she reluctantly came in and took a seat. Since she had called our office and requested to speak to someone, I waited for her to feel comfortable enough to start talking.
As she sipped on a glass of water, I gave her the once over. I knew already that her name was Ruth Ann Simpson. She looked to be in her late teens. She was a cute girl but it looked like after a lifetime of being put down and made fun of, she turned within herself and that beauty was never allowed to blossom.
She finally spoke.....
"Ms. Thompson my name is Ruth Ann Simpson. I am in High School but I probably look younger then I really am. I have been told this before. Anyway I am here today because I don't know who else to turn to and if you can't help me then I guess all hope is lost."
With that said she began to cry. I offered her some tissues and a fresh glass of water. When she calmed down, she continued........
"I am at a lost about what to do. I honestly feel that if you can't help me that I will become pregnant within the next several months against my will."
She now had my full attention! Was she being molested by a trusted family member? Was she being raped repeatedly? I wanted to know.
"Let me back up before I give you the wrong impression. My Father left before I was born. I live with my Mother and Grandmother. We led a simple but happy life, until.....until......"
Fresh tears began to groove lines down her sorrowful face. Could it be that the Mother's or Grandmother's boyfriend has been abusing her? This was beginning to shape up very ugly. While I waited for her to stop the tears, I checked and made sure that my friend on the Police Dept was still on my speed dial. She went on.........
"Well, my Mom got a boyfriend and he makes her very happy. He was super nice to everyone in the family including myself. But there was just something about him that I couldn't put my finger on. I didn't trust him! For one thing, my Mom seemed just a little too happy. Whenever James, thats his name, was around she was just smiling silly like some young kid or something. My Granny told me it was because he had a superior cock, whatever that is, and is putting it to Mama all the time?! I didn't know what the meant. I just thought she meant he had a big dick, you know? Excuse my language. Anyway, Granny has a dirty mind even though she is only 54 years old and doesn't look it. I bet she is getting her share of cock too. Sorry, I got off track there. Well like I said my Mother is so happy now and never spends any time with the rest of the family anymore."
Now I am lost! If the boyfriend isn't having sex with her, why is she telling me all this? I decided the best course of action was to just shut up and let her go on.
"One day I came home late after attending a ball game at school and the house was almost pitch black it was so dark. I feared the worse and rushed into the house only to have my Granny put her hand over my mouth and tell me to shut up. Then she made me follow her toward my Mom's bedroom. I heard the moans before reaching the door. The door was cracked open and we both looked inside.
I couldn't believe what I was seeing! My mom was on the floor naked begging James to please let her suck his..his...thing! She had this dazed look in her eyes like she had her eyes open but she couldn't see anything but him.
I started to get mad and scream at them when my granny hit me in my arms telling me to be quite and look at the size of that sucker, those were her words...look at the size of that sucker!!
Against my better judgment, I looked in the door again and saw it. From what I saw of it before it slipped down my Mother's throat seemed okay as far as cocks go, but I have seen bigger on the internet. Granny was staring at it like she hadn't seen a cock in years, and come to think of it maybe she hadn't.
I couldn't take my eyes off my Mom as she was sucking and licking like some slut or something. She would deep throat him and then lick and kiss his balls.
The she would lick the entire length of his shaft as she did things to herself that he told her to do. When I looked back and saw my Grandmother playing with her own tits...I had had enough!!
I walked out the front door and rang the doorbell yelling to my Mom that I can't find my key. All the lights snapped on and she yelled at me to wait just a moment. The scary part was when she finally opened the door for me everyone inside were acting as if nothing out of the ordinary had happened. Even my Grandmother acted like she didn't know what I was talking about when I pulled her aside and talked about what we both had seen. I didn't know what the hell was going on??"
She seemed to be on a roll, so I cancelled my remaining appointments for the rest of the day and let her continue.
" Several weeks later, my Mother informed me that she was pregnant! There was no doubt on who was the father. That by itself was a great shock to me but things got worse. About a month later....my Grandmother told the family that she also was pregnant. I don't think she even had a boyfriend. Now here it was both my Mother and Grandmother were going to have babies!! Do you want to know the weird part? I think that James is the Father of both! I don't know how the hell that is possible, but I just know it is. Like I also know that if you don't help me .... I will be carrying his baby next!"
She was too upset to go on, so I told her to just take a break and relax while I talk to a friend of mine. I stepped into another room and made my call. Almost half an hour later I came back, but not with the news I knew she wanted to hear. From her statement I concluded that neither the Mother or the Grandmother had been raped or molested and without their testimony no charges could be filed. I told her that I could pay the family a visit, but she insisted that by doing that I would only be making things worse! I gave her my business card and promised that I would stay in touch with her. She left with a disappointed look on her face.
When I got home that evening, my roommate Shelia knew right off that something was bothering me. When I didn't want to talk about it, she didn't push the issue. She knew me well. I skipped dinner and went right to the bedroom to rest. I was feeling so helpless because it didn't appear there was anything I could do to help that young girl. I began to cry!
Who was I to think that I could help anyone? I was fresh out of college and this was my first position. I didn't even know my sexually orientation. I had started sleeping with girls in college and enjoyed it a great deal. At the same time, sometimes I longed for the feeling of a large dick deep inside me. The feeling of him squirting that hot thick cum in me was indescribable! I was as messed up as Ruth Ann. I cried more!!
Shelia heard my sobs and came into the bedroom. Seeing me crying she laid down beside me and held me close without asking a single question. She is like that.
I couldn't stop crying so she undressed me and had me lie down under the blanket. Through tear filled eyes I saw that she also had gotten undress and slid into bed beside me. She knew that I was not the mood for sex but she was doing it to let me know she was there for me. She never tried anything sexual and just continued to hold me as I drifted off to sleep.
I woke up when I felt my nipple rub against hers. The sensation sent shock waves all the way down to my pussy!
I opened my eyes and saw that Shelia was sleep...but she wasn't going to be for long. I continued to rub my nipples over her ample breasts and she moaned every so slightly in her sleep. Sleep or not her nipples harden into balls of female flesh. Leaning over I licked my tongue all across first one nipple and then the other. My hand travelled down her body. The pussy hairs on her mound were moist with her wetness as I gently parted her pussy lips and massaged her clit. It became engorged and started to stick out from up under its protective hood. Have you ever observed a woman's clit harden as it extends beyond its hood? It's like watching the cock of an uncut man as it becomes erect. The cock head slowly sheds beyond the foreskin as it burst into full erection. Such is the case of a female when she becomes fully aroused.
I dipped my finger into the folds of her wetness to coat it with her juices and then I rub it over her harden clitoris. Her head began to sway back and forward as if she is experiencing the heat between her legs in her dreams. She doesn't wake up just yet, but nevertheless her body is in full response mode as she slowly grinds to my finger. Not wanting to wake her up until just the right moment, I continued to masturbate her using the same low amount of pressure. Just a soft but relentless massage of her pussy. It isn't long before I detect a soft moan under her breath. She is in rapid eye movement stage and it won't be much longer before she does wake up fully. I slip a finger inside her. Her cunt grips my finger holding it inside her. Shifting my hand around I slide another finger into her tight ass all the while continuing to flick her clit with my thumb. She is moaning more loudly now.
I chew on her nipples and her arms goes around me. The time is now right. I do the two following things at the same time. I press my mouth to her and my tongue finds its way into her mouth....and....I increase the pressure and tempo of her masturbation sending her over the edge of desire. Her unexpected orgasm hits her like a brick wall. Her eyes fly open but its too late as she is already caught up in the powerful grip of her climax. She screams out her orgasm into my open mouth as it clamps on hers. She bucks and bounces off the bed as her she throws her pussy to me and her pussy floods my hand. Her ass tightens and releases my finger as her pussy throbs in union. She holds me tight to her body as tears of joy streamed down her face.
Her body was trembling in my arms, and I gave no thought about her giving me any release. When she finally totally calmed down, I explained to her about Ruth Simpson. She listened until I was completely finished telling the story before she offered some advice I hadn't thought of. If Ruth Ann would agree to it I would take her to a professional friend of Shelia's and have her hypnotized. Then just maybe she can divulged anything her subconscious is aware of but she may not be. We could also find out something, if anything she may be holding back from us that we could use to help her. I contacted Ruth and she readily agreed.
We set the appointment up and because I was not allowed to be in attendance we recorded it. Here is the main parts of her transcript.......
"Ruth Ann you are not under my control and when I ask you any questions you will answer me truthfully. Do you understand?
