Story Script:

NARRATOR: The room is warm, intimate. Dr. Carter sits facing her long-time patient, his eyes dark with arousal as she confesses her deepest secret.

ACTOR1: It was summer… I was barely thirteen. My dad never looked at me like that—not until the day I wore his favorite white T-shirt, no bra.

ACTOR2: Fuck… I can’t believe you’re telling me this.

ACTOR1: He tried to ignore me. But I sat on his lap, grinding against his cock until he was rock hard.

ACTOR2: Jesus… Your own father?

ACTOR1: I whispered in his ear, told him I knew he wanted me. When he tried to push me off, I grabbed his hand and shoved it under my skirt. No panties.

NARRATOR: The air between them crackles with tension, the therapist shifting in her seat, her breath quickening.

ACTOR1: His fingers trembled at first. But when I spread my pussy for him, he couldn’t stop.

ACTOR2: Did he fuck you?

ACTOR1: Not that day. But later… I rode his cock on the couch, moaning like the slutty daughter I was.

NARRATOR: The therapist’s thighs press together, her voice husky as she leans closer.

ACTOR2: Tell me how he came inside you.

ACTOR1: He filled me up—thick, sticky ropes of cum dripping from my tight little cunt.

NARRATOR: A sharp gasp escapes the therapist as she imagines it, her hand sliding between her legs. The session is far from over.