Six Times a Day Pt. 33

The nurse continued authoritatively, "All right. Very good. Now tell me, on a one to ten scale, how would you rate that experience?"

"Let's see. About a two. Maybe a three."

"That's it?!" Akami said in exasperation. "Are you sure you understand the scale I've given you?"

"Yes, but I've had so very many extremely erotic experiences lately. I'm practically that horny all the time, just as a baseline. You can see why I've been seeking psychological help. If I'm shopping at a grocery store and see something long and hard like a loaf of French bread, it makes me think of my son's penis, and then I get all tingly and can barely control myself! It's a big problem, and it's just getting worse all the time. Frankly, just about everything makes me think of my son and his penis. I'm always sucking on things. Lollipops, bananas, ice cream bars. At least it increases my stamina so I can suck on the real thing for hours at a stretch. But it gets me so excited. Sometimes I have to go to a restroom and bring myself off, 'cos I can't hold out until I get back home."

"I see." Akami still had the clipboard with Susan's medical chart in her hand, and pretended to make extensive notes. "Okay then. Let's move on to the second test. This time, stimulate yourself anywhere while you think of another erotic memory."

Almost as soon as Akami said "stimulate yourself anywhere," Susan's hands flew to her pussy and she began frigging herself. Her other hand worked on her clit.

"What are you thinking of this time?"

"Just the other day, Alan needed help getting hard, so he had me kiss my daughter Katherine, to help him with visual stimulation. It was weird at first, but then I got into it, kissing my own daughter! Then we did it again two days later, and she put her fingers in my pussy as we kissed, just like I'm doing now. But then she wouldn't let me suck Alan's cock, 'cos she sucked it instead. Aren't I bad? I'm so bad! But it's so good. Mmmm... Yes!"

"Okay, you can stop now," Akami said. She had expected these tests to take longer, but Susan was getting off very quickly. The bombshell mother already was leaking cum after only a minute or so of touching her pussy.

Susan asked plaintively, "Akami, is there something wrong with me, letting my daughter kiss me like that? With Alan, it's a medical need, but with her..."

"Don't worry, it's perfectly normal," Akami said reassuringly. "Most women have lesbian experiences at one time or another, and those who don't probably would love it if they just let themselves go. New studies suggest that all women are naturally bisexual."

Akami was making this up too, but it was just what Susan wanted to hear. "Really? Oh, that makes me feel so much better! My psychologist said that too, so it must be true." Susan failed to think about or mention the additional problem of incest. "That's good to hear, because we've been kissing each other so much lately. In fact, I've been kissing everybody. You should have seen what I did last night at the fashion show we had in our living room last night."

Akami could only imagine what a fashion show at the Plummer house would be like. Her pussy twitched reflexively, but she maintained an outward professional calm. "Yes. Furthermore, your getting into other women will greatly help arouse Alan, and that's the whole point. His medical recovery and all that. Men get extremely aroused watching two women get it on with each other."

Susan's eyes lit up. "You're so right! I keep telling myself that. I must OBEY my son in every way, even if it means I have to muff dive every single day!"

Akami found herself increasingly aroused, both by visions of Susan muff diving and by the woman's extreme subservience to her son. She coughed to help clear her head. "Moving on, how would you rate that on a one to ten scale?"

"About a four. I can't imagine getting much above that without Alan being involved."

"Interesting," Akami said plainly as if she was bored, though she was anything but. "Now for this next test, we're going to rate outside stimulation. I'm going to test the sensitivity of your breasts. Are you ready for that?"

"I suppose," Susan said doubtfully. Again she wondered about how far this would go and what Akami's motivations were.

"Now lie back." Akami adjusted the examination chair and then put her hands on Susan's breasts. She explored her patient's big tits for a minute or two.

Akami commented casually, as if making light conversation to pass the time, "I'll bet Alan has a lot of fun with these."

"Oh boy! Does he ever! It's like his hands just live on my chest! Well, if not mine than Suzanne's, or somebody's."

"That's good." Then she asked, "Have you been conducting regular breast exams like I showed you how to do?"

Susan blushed again, as that brought back fond memories. "Um, not too many, per se. But lately, I uh, have been masturbating so much, that I think I'm very familiar with my breasts and would know right away if there was anything unusual about them. In fact, I fondle them daily. A lot. And if I don't, Alan or someone else does."

"Very good. That's healthy. Have you conducted an oral exam of your nipples, like this?" Akami knelt down and began sucking on those very nipples. She had had a few lesbian experiences in her lifetime, but she'd never gotten her mouth on such massive mounds. She even felt like her own head was small compared to Susan's twin peaks.

For a minute or so Susan was lost in pleasure, but she finally roused herself enough to answer the question after Akami made a noise indicating she was still waiting for an answer. "Oh! Uh, what? No! I didn't even know I could do that. Do you mean to suggest I should suck on my own nipples?"

Akami stopped sucking long enough to ask, "Of course. It's very healthy. You should make it a regular part of your masturbation sessions. By the way, right now you should stop stroking yourself down there. You'll corrupt the data."

"Oh. Sorry." Susan tried to keep her hands still while Akami sucked, poked, and twisted at her nipples. The tortured mother put her hands high in the air as if that could help hold back her feelings, but it was no use. She soon began shuddering in an intense orgasm.

Akami continued to do things to her breasts that no other woman had yet done there, mostly due to the aggressiveness of Akami's sucking and twisting.

Susan got so excited that she had to yell, "Stop! Please stop!"

Akami stopped, mostly. She left one finger tracing circles around the nipple she hadn't been sucking. "What is it?"

"Well, it's just that my tits are so sensitive. When I think about all the things that must be wrong with me, I think about that one too. Nurse, you're a medical professional. Do you think it's possible for a pair of tits to control a woman?"

"What do you mean?" Akami was slightly cruel, as she began to lightly pull on both of Susan's nipples.

"I mean, my tits are so sensitive that I think they control my brain, instead of the other way around. Sometimes I think I'm just a pair of tits, and the rest of me is just a necessary support network. I mean, now that I don't wear clothes most of the time, UGH! Oh God. Keep doing that! ... Uh, anyway, now that my tits are almost always bared, when I wear a blouse I feel it rub against my nipples and it makes so aroused that I can't even think! I just want Alan to throw me down on the ground and fuck me silly!"

She paused, realizing that it might be unseemly to be so horny for her son. "Um, I mean, it gets me very aroused. I'm not sure if I'll be able to wear clothing over my chest any more. But then, when I go around topless, I get even MORE aroused! And then when he touches my nipples, which he does every day... Oh! I can't even tell you!"

Akami chuckled. "I can see that. But don't worry about it. Consider yourself blessed. You'll give so many others so much pleasure, and you yourself are nearly drowning in constant erotic joy. Everybody loves you best naked. So what's to worry?"

Susan grumbled, "I suppose. But my brain isn't happy about the tit takeover.... AAARGH!" She cried out because Akami was sucking her nipples again.

Akami pulled back after she detected an orgasm come and go, then asked, "How was that on the scale?"

"Mmmm, maybe a five. But it was a good five."

Akami was a bit chagrined that her ministrations rated so low, but she went to the chart and pretended to mark it. She thought to herself, A mere five? When I got her off? Unbelievable. Now the fun really begins. I can't wait to see what an eight or nine does to this woman.

CHAPTER 3

Akami told Susan, "Okay, now I'm going to do the same, but I'll stimulate your vaginal region instead." Before Susan could register a response to that, Akami bent down and put her tongue straight on Susan's nether lips.

No woman had ever gone down on her before, but she was so aroused that she couldn't resist. "Oh my! Well I'll be!" She had no words to express her feelings as Akami launched a triple attack.

The nurse pulled at Susan's clit with one hand, stuck her tongue into her pussy, and probed up her anus with her other hand. It was a good thing Susan's feet were spread wide in stirrups, or her legs would have gone flying all over and possibly knocked into Akami.

They kept on like this for many minutes, until finally Susan began loudly moaning and even screaming. "Oh yes yes YES! That's so good!" Susan began orgasming again.

Akami pulled away after Susan climaxed. Her entire nose and chin area was soaked in the horny mother's juices.

"How was that?" the nurse asked. She tried to wipe her face off with her hands and then sucking her wet hands into her mouth, but she didn't get it all. She was pleased with Susan's taste.

"It was great! I love it! Please don't stop!"

"I mean on a one to ten scale."

"Oh. A six. Definitely a six!" Susan had put her own hands into her pussy and was still working on triggering more orgasms for herself.

Akami was beginning to get jealous at just how much sexual pleasure her patient must be getting at home, if this was still only a six. She stood by and waited for Susan to calm down, but if anything, the mother was only getting more excited. It seemed to Akami that now Susan had started, she could just keep orgasming the rest of the day based on thoughts of previous experiences alone.

Akami again made marks on her chart. "Okay, for the next test, I want to see how the act of merely stimulating someone else makes you feel. I want you to stimulate me in the same way I've been stimulating you."

"I dunno," Susan said, but she was only going through the motions of being reluctant. She was ready to do just about anything by now. "But I suppose it's only fair to return the favor..." she said as if convincing herself.

Akami unbuttoned her lab coat and presented her naked chest to Susan, who still sat in the examination chair.

Susan began running her hands over the nurse's tits. Akami's tits were unimpressive compared to the giant orbs of Suzanne, Amy, and Katherine that Susan was more used to groping, not to mention Brenda's gravity-defying monster tits that she'd thoroughly explored the night before, but they still were a good handful.

Susan eventually put her mouth on a nipple, but she seemed very awkward and uncertain on what to do next. She'd done a lot of hand groping of breasts, but oral contact was new for her.

"That's good," Akami said encouragingly. "If it helps at all, imagine that I'm Katherine."

Akami definitely said the magic words. Susan went at Akami with a new vigor. "Oh yes, Angel, I'm sucking you! I'm so sorry, but I just can't help myself. I'm just too naughty."

Akami barely knew Katherine, but pretended to be her anyway. "That's okay, Mommy. I like it when you touch me there. When you suck me... with your mouth."

"Yes! Mommy likes it too! She really does. Mmmm... YES!" Susan increased her enthusiasm even more.

Akami felt as if her tits were going to be vacuumed right off her body by such a hungry mouth.

Meanwhile, Susan still had her blouse on her sleeves, and finally shucked it off so she could be completely naked. It gave her a shiver to know that she was now buck naked inside a doctor's office.

Akami did her best to get the rest of her clothes off while she submitted to Susan's oral assault. But Akami was having a hard time getting naked, so she called a temporary halt to the proceedings. "Just a minute, there, Susan. Stop and tell me how that rates."

"Oh, I don't know. A five."

"A five? You don't like me, Mommy?"

"Okay, a six, if only because you're calling me 'Mommy.'"

The word "mommy" really excited Susan, and she was frustrated Alan still hadn't picked up on her not so subtle hints to use it. But she asked uncertainly, "Are my relations with my children improper? They must be."

"I'll answer that question after you lick my pussy," Akami replied, now that she was totally naked. "Mommy, can you get down on your knees and lick me in my special place?"

Susan got on her knees, but seemed a bit hesitant at performing this new act. As if stalling for time, she asked, "What's the magic word, Angel?"

Akami answered, "Please? Could you lick my cunt, please? Alan isn't licking it nearly enough these days."

Again Akami said the real magic words, though it didn't take a rocket scientist to figure that bringing Alan into the fantasy would help get Susan more aroused.

Susan again attacked Akami like a woman possessed. She boldly placed her tongue onto Akami and began exploring her nether regions with her hands and mouth. Susan didn't really need any encouragement, but Akami would periodically say things like, "Right there! That feels nearly as good as when Alan fucks me!"

Susan paused in her licking only long enough to shout, 'No, Tiger, don't fuck your sister! I'll sacrifice my body instead! You'll have to fuck ME!"

Soon both women were shuddering and shivering with intense orgasms. Akami had set up a bed, and fell back onto it.

Susan followed her on top, and the two of them spent more minutes kissing, sucking, fingering, and generally getting it on with each other.

But before Susan could really get satisfied, Akami again called a halt.

"What now?" Susan asked breathlessly, irritated at stopping. She was completely revved up now. "That was a seven. Let's go to the next test already."

"A seven? What does it take to even get an eight out of you?" Akami asked.

"You have no idea what an honor a seven is, given that Alan isn't here. So what's next?" Susan tried to wipe some of Akami's cum off of her face.

"Speaking of men, our next tests involve your reactions to a penis."

"Wait a minute!" Despite her extreme arousal, Susan was suddenly very wary. "Does this involve a real penis that isn't Alan's?"

Akami hated saying what she was about to say, but felt forced to do it. "As a matter of fact, it does, if that's okay with you. This is a very important test. We have someone willing to help-"

"Hold on!" Susan interrupted. "NO WAY. Period. I don't care what the medical justification is. NO way will I even let another man see me like this, much less touch me! NO. I'm leaving!"

Susan immediately bounced up from the floor and began frantically searching for her clothes.

Akami was taken aback. She thought the woman would agree to anything sexual by this point. "All right. Don't worry. It was just an idea. I think we have enough data in any case to make a determination of your sexuality, so just relax."

Susan slowed down in putting on her clothes, but she was still clearly spooked. The sexual mood had been completely broken by the mention of another man.

The man Akami had in mind was Dr. Fredrickson, and he was in a nearby room eagerly watching the proceedings and waiting for his chance to come in and join the fun. But luck was not with him that day.

Akami felt bad, and was truly apologetic. Dr. Fredrickson had forced her to make that suggestion and she was relieved Susan turned the idea down. She thought, I KNEW this wasn't what Susan would want! "I'm so sorry. I didn't realize-"

"No, you did not!" Susan cut in. She paced around the room. "You don't realize how special my Tiger is, how unique he is. You clearly don't understand anything at all! You've been fucked by him, so you should know. How can you even THINK about fucking another man, after that? What's wrong with you?!"

Akami indeed had enjoyed fucking Alan tremendously, but she hardly saw it as reason to give up on all other men, forever. Sex with Alan didn't have anywhere near the same emotional depth for her as it did for Susan. In her opinion, Alan was admittedly an excellent lover, but still a teenager who had lucked into an incredible situation.

But she said, to calm Susan, "Sorry. You're so right. I don't know what came over me. I was thinking that since it was required for the medical test... But that's no excuse."

"Damn right it's not!" Susan said hotly. But she sat back down.

Akami correctly guessed that the more she talked about Alan, the more Susan's anger would subside and her libido would heat up again. So she said, "I wish I could keep my pussy reserved just for Alan. That would be ideal. If any other man tried to get in my panties, I'd just say, 'Sorry, but this pussy belongs to a real man who knows just how to stuff it.'"

"Damn straight!" Susan huffed.

"But the problem is that I see him so rarely. Once a week or maybe once every two weeks. How can I bear to hold out when I'm so far down his list? I wish I was like you, living in the same house, sucking and stroking that cock every single day..."

Susan smiled briefly, but remembered to frown. If nothing else, she was still irked that Akami wasn't fully dedicating herself to sexually serving Alan. She very irrationally felt that all beautiful women should completely devote themselves to her son.

"So what I do is I use the other men as human dildos. I have to close my eyes and pretend they're Alan. But of course it's not the same. Alan's like a human jackhammer, driving, driving, deeper, deeper! There's just no stopping him!"

Akami was mostly lying about pretending, but she was glad that Dr. Fredrickson was listening now. He wouldn't know for sure if Akami was using him as a human dildo while thinking about Alan, or not. It was a bit of revenge for him putting her in this unethical situation of having him watch without Susan knowing.

She asked Susan, "Has he ever grabbed the back of your head with both hands and rammed that big log of his in your mouth over and over, using it like another cunt? Have you had to stretch your lips as far as they could go just to stuff all that hot cock in your mouth?" She couldn't keep her detached professional mood because she was just too aroused.

"Yeah!" Susan said with growing enthusiasm. "Oh yeah!"

Akami continued to make some sexy small talk while soothingly stroking Susan's ass. She focused on oral sex with Alan, a topic she knew Susan loved. "Let's talk cock! I'm curious about your technique. What parts do you spend the most time on?"

"Goodness gracious! Where to begin?" Susan launched into a detailed explanation of her favorite techniques. Soon, Susan was as relaxed as if she'd taken a tranquilizer pill. She completely forgot to chastise Akami for insufficient loyalty.

Satisfied that the situation was back under control, Akami looked at her notes and declared she was ready to make a verdict. "Susan, clearly you are a highly sensual woman with a powerful sex drive. But the fact that you're so adamant about not being with a man other than Alan shows that you are still in control, and not a nymphomaniac in need of treatment. Nymphomaniacs don't have the self-control to discriminate. What I really did by talking about bringing someone else in was actually part of the test and I'm glad to say you passed. My suggestion is that you have sex frequently, and enjoy yourself. You're not ill, you're just someone who needs a lot of sexual satisfaction. Masturbate too, to your heart's content."