Dental Care

The following story is a work of fiction. Its contents are of a graphically sexual
nature and may involve non-consensual sexual acts between underage partners. Any
resemblance to persons either alive or dead is purely coincidental. This story is
intended for ADULTS only. If you are under the legal age of consent in your local
jurisdiction, or if you are easily offended, kindly STOP READING NOW.


Dental Care – by – The StoryMaster

“You’re certain she’s out, Doctor? She can’t feel
anything? There’s no way she could wake up
unexpectedly?” Jack Merrick asked.

“Mr. Merrick, you may rest assured your daughter is
completely unconscious. Sodium Pentothal is an extremely
effective anesthetic. All I have to do is monitor the
dosage so we don’t put her too far under. I would think
you’d be comfortable with the drill by now.” The man in
the white lab coat raised his eyebrows and smiled.

Jack Merrick gazed down at his pretty fourteen year old
daughter. She looked so peaceful lying there in the
dentist chair. One would have thought the attractive young blond was simply having
a little nap if it weren’t for the IV drip line taped to the inside of her right elbow.
Tracy Merrick breathed slowly and evenly, her chest rising and falling regularly.

The first time Jack brought his daughter to see “The Good Doctor”, as his best
friend Ray called him, he was very apprehensive. Ray tried to tell him that there
was nothing to worry about; that Dr. Greeley was completely trustworthy, but still,
Jack had his doubts.

“I’ve taken Tina to him three times now, and everything is just great,” Ray assured
him. Tina was Ray’s fifteen year old step-daughter and a good friend of Tracy’s.

None the less, Jack had a great deal of difficulty going ahead with his plans for his
pretty daughter. Granted, he’d been lusting after Tracy for years, but what he
planned was tantamount to rape. Many times over the years, Jack had
“accidentally” walked in on Tracy while she was bathing or changing clothes. Always
there was the embarrassed apology, following the prolonged leer. When Tracy was
still a little girl, she’d never suspected that her father’s “visits” were anything
other than an accident. However, now that she was a budding young woman, Jack
believed quite strongly that she suspected his excuses as being less than sincere.
Couple that with the fact that as Jack found himself becoming more and more
enamored with Tracy, the frequency of the “accidents” had increased. Events had
escalated to the point where his daughter was outwardly suspicious of him, resulting
in an attempt to distance herself from her father. Jack was a torn man. On one
hand he understood full well why his daughter distrusted him, and toyed with the
idea of abandoning the whole affair, but on the other, Jack felt hopelessly locked
on a course to possible ruin. He had to have Tracy. Nothing could change that.

So it was during the course of a semi-drunken conversation with his best friend,
Ray, that Jack divulged his true feelings for his daughter. Much to Jack’s surprise,
Ray confessed that he had similar feelings for his step-daughter. Furthermore, he
had found a way to act upon those feelings. That’s when Jack first heard about
“The Good Doctor”.

Doctor Martin Greeley, his name was. Up front, he practiced family dentistry, but
behind the scenes “The Good Doctor” dabbled in other sorts of “Family Services”.
Jack’s first visit to Dr. Greeley had been a very uncomfortable experience. He had
stood outside the office door for several minutes before summoning the fortitude
to enter, and then had almost baulked more than once before he at last found the
courage to confide in “The Good Doctor” about his desires. Much to Jack’s
surprise and delight, Dr. Greeley had handled the entire meeting courteously and
professionally. When Jack walked out of his office that fateful morning, he had on
his person “The Good Doctor’s” business card with an appointment date and time
for his daughter, Tracy.

This was Jack’s fourth visit in as many weeks. His young daughter, Tracy began to
complain about the number of dentist appointments she’d had recently, but both
Jack and Dr. Greeley told her that she had a rather serious gum problem that would
require several follow up visits.

And now, as Tracy dozed under the influence of the anesthetic, Jack smiled,
reached out with his hand and gently stroked the soft skin of her cheek. As Jack
rubbed his thumb across Tracy’s lips, “The Good Doctor” cleared his throat and
said, “Mr. Merrick, you have the usual forty-five minutes, before I will need to wake
her up.”

Jack, with some difficulty, tore his eyes from Tracy’s pretty face. Turning toward
Dr. Greeley, he said with a smile, “Thank you, Doctor. That should suffice nicely.”
He then reached down and began to unbutton his daughter’s white cotton blouse.

After briefly checking the IV bottle hanging from the stainless steel hook behind
the examination chair, Dr. Greeley turned and began to putter with some
instruments on the counter against the wall. It was his policy that he remain in the
room with his clients to monitor the anesthetic, but also he did enjoy watching the
proceedings. He tried, however, to be as discrete as possible given the
circumstances. Martin Greeley was a true professional.

Jack had been extremely self-conscious his first visit. After all, having sex with
one’s own daughter took a bit of getting used to to begin with, but doing it with
another man present in the room…

Now, however, the whole affair felt perfectly natural. Jack noticed his hands were
shaking with excitement as he tugged the tails of Tracy’s blouse out of her denim
shorts. He then folded the lapels back to either side, exposing his daughter’s small
collar bones, the milky white skin of her chest and her flat tummy. His heart was
pounding furiously as he fumbled with the small catch between the soft cups of his
daughter’s brassiere. “Why do they make these damn things so hard to undo?” Jack
cursed under his breath.

“I beg your pardon, Mr. Merrick,” Dr. Greeley said tuning around.

“N.. Nothing, Doctor,” Jack stammered, a sheepish grin on his face. “It’s these
damn bra catches. They make ’em so hard to unfasten.”

“I understand,” “The Good Doctor” said with a knowing smile. He turned back to his
instruments, leaving Jack to his work.

Finally the stubborn catch came loose. Jack held his breath as he pulled the two
soft cups to either side, exposing his pretty daughter’s small, perfect breasts.
Jack didn’t hesitate. He leaned down and placed his lips over the tip of one of
those firm little mounds, reveling at the feel of the satiny smooth skin of Tracy’s
small areola. Jack then looked up at his slumbering daughter’s face, watching for
any signs of awareness as he started nibbling her tiny nipple, coaxing it into
erection. At fourteen years of age, Tracy’s breasts were the size one might
expect. Thus when Jack detected no reaction from his daughter to his soft
nibbling, he opened wide and took her entire spongy soft little tittie into his mouth.
Tracy Merrick was a perfect mouthful. Jack felt the young girl’s ribs beneath his
lips as he covered her completely with his mouth. Jack then pressed his tongue
down against the top of his daughter’s breast. Compressing the soft flesh, Jack
could feel the firmer tissues of Tracy’s developing mammary beneath her warm
skin. Jack swirled his tongue in a few slow circles then raised his head. Sucking
gently, Jack allowed his lips to follow the diminishing contour of his sweet
daughter’s breast, ending with a soft kiss as his lips parted company with her
nipple.

Before moving on to Tracy’s other breast, Jack reached down and placed his right
hand on his sleeping daughter’s inner thigh. His first time, Jack had, had a great
deal of difficulty at this point. He seemed to teeter at this seeming point of no
return. This being his fourth visit, however, Jack was entirely comfortable as he
slipped his hand up between Tracy’s thighs and began to rub her pussy through her
clothing. Even through her denim shorts, Jack could feel her curly bush rasp under
the soft denim. As he lowered his mouth over Tracy’s other breast, Jack reveled in
the fullness of his young daughter’s pussy beneath his touch.

For several wonderful minutes Jack Merrick nibbled at his young daughter’s
perfect breasts while he rubbed her pussy. Not for the last time, Jack thanked his
friend Ray for having turned him on to Dr. Greeley. What a wonderful erotic world
his friend had opened for him. Recently, Jack toyed with the idea of revealing
himself to his daughter. He’d shared these thoughts with Ray who’d been utterly
shocked. Ray was adamant that such a course of action was nothing less than
suicidal.

“What the hell do you want to tell her for?” Ray asked. “It’s only gonna ruin what
we’ve both got. Hell, Jack you’ve got another four or five years while Tracy still
lives at home. Don’t blow it, man,” he warned.

So, silence it would be, Jack had decided. He gazed lovingly down at his beautiful,
young daughter lying there in the exam chair, her breasts wet with his saliva, her
small nipples tight and erect from his stimulation. Jack began to unbutton her
shorts. It was then that he noticed a slight flush to the pale skin of Tracy’s neck
and shoulders.