Stop Smoking! (IC, bi, incest)

scones201

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We were shocked when our daughter pulled out a pack of cigarettes one day, and lit up in front of us. We thought it was just rebellion, but days turned to weeks, and no amount of talk would convince her to stop. My secretary overheard this, and gave me a card for her counselor, "Dr. Dana."

She told me that she, her son, and her parents all used to be addicted to nicotine. One day they all made the decision, and he not only got them through it, but made them all closer than ever. I pocketed the card, and returned home, determined to make this work.
 
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Sasha was at home for a change, sitting in her bedroom reading some girly magazine when she reached over and took her packet of cigarettes in hand and pulled one out, placing it between her lips before lighting it. She inhaled before bringing her fingers round the cigarette, pulling it away from her lips as she exhaled, smoke lifting up to the ceiling as she held her cigarette in her fingers continuing to read the magazine article.
 
Dana Caitsby, MD

Dr. Dana Caitsby was a proper psychiatrist, but not just that: she was a person who had discovered her true nature a while ago and decided to pursue it. She was a transsexual, male to female, of course. But she had decided to keep her cock. It was a useful reminder of her past struggles, as well as that one didn't need female anatomy to be a lady. Not that she was a lady all of the time. She liked taking on either male or female roles at her lesiure, and her situation made it easier. She also found it an alternative to needing a strap-on dildo. And it helped cure young adults of smoking habits....it was amazing how many young adults of both sexes became hooked on her cock.

She heard her receptionist announce another patient, and prepared to counsel them too....it was a great thing that sessions were entirely private....even if she had to buy her receptionist's silence by fucking her now and then...
 
I called from the office and an appointment was available with Dr. Dana for that afternoon. I thought it somewhat odd when I was told that I had to be there not only for this session, but all of them, but accepted it as the "price of doing business."

When I arrived at home, Sasha was in her room, and the house smelled of smoke. I took the cigarette out of my daughter's hand and stubbed it in the bowl she was using as an ash tray.

"Young lady, we are going to see a therapist about this problem right now."

I grabbed her arm firmly, and half-dragged her to the car.
 
Sasha watched as her father burst into her room, taking her cigarette and putting it out before she felt his grip on her wrist as she was pulled down the stairs with force, sturggling all the way as she tried to break free from her father's grip.

"Dad!, get real. Therapy isn't going to stop me smoking."

She tried to free herself but was unfortunately overpowered by her father. Her father tossed her in the car and rounded to the driver side.
 
I buckled Sasha in and glared at her, speeding out of our driveway into the street.

"I've been assured this will work, and I will be there every minute, to ensure we get results."

Shortly we arrived at a strip center like any other. I looked at the card for the number and undid Sasha's seat belt, accidentally brushing her chest with the back of my hand.

"Come along, unless you want me to drag you in here too."
 
Sasha felt her fathers hand brush over her chest and she would normally find a humorous to watch him try and work his way out the awkwardness but she wasn't in the mood. She glanced out thw window and then back at her dad and sighed realizing she might as well go on her own feet rather than being carried or dragged.

She pulled the door release and stepped out onto her boot heels, looking at the building more clearly before over to her dad

"This is suppose to stop me smoking?. Come on dad, I want to smoke, I enjoy smoking."
 
I said nothing. We had been through this a thousand times. I sat in silence until we were called into the office.

"Dr. Dana? I'm James, and this is my daughter Sasha."

Sasha sat and glared without saying anything, pulling another cigarette from somewhere within her blouse.

"My secretary, Melinda Smith said you were very helpful in getting her and her entire family to quit smoking. Is that true?"
 
Dana

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I said nothing. We had been through this a thousand times. I sat in silence until we were called into the office.

"Dr. Dana? I'm James, and this is my daughter Sasha."

Sasha sat and glared without saying anything, pulling another cigarette from somewhere within her blouse.

"My secretary, Melinda Smith said you were very helpful in getting her and her entire family to quit smoking. Is that true?"

"Yes, it is. I recall Mrs. Smith. I'm Dr. Dana Caitsby, and as you can see, I'm a therapist. Think of me as Dr. Phil, but prettier, I hope. Not to mention more unorthodox, as you'll see. Here, let's close the door and have some privacy. My methods require plenty of discretion, as you'll see. I understand, then, that your daughter has a smoking habit," Dr. Dana Caitsby greeted them with a smile....very friendly smile...

..."Please, sit down, James and Sasha."
 
I briefly admired Dr. Dana's soft features, then sat down, the two of us looking across at Sasha, cigarette in hand.
 
Sasha sat down as far away from them both as possible, holding a cigarette as she looked for a lighter in her pockets. She looked up to see them both staring at her and it was just weird.

"What?!."
 
Dana

"Sasha, you can't smoke in this office. The whole point of this session is to get you to stop smoking. If you're going to take this whole thing seriously, you need to start by respecting the rules of this office. This is a no-smoking area. For very good reasons. One of which is that it took me years to quit smoking myself, and I don't feel like having my old addiction flaunted in my face.

"Now, James, my methods are very unconventional, and they may seem extreme, but if you want your daughter to quit smoking, I can help you break her of that habit. This will only work if you trust me completely. Some of this is not exactly kosher with the licensing boards, so I always run the risk of losing my license with my techniques, but they are far more effective than the standard ones. If you want results first, I'm your gal.

"Sasha, that cigarette really detracts from your beauty. You're a sexy gal and you want the guys to still want you in the years to come, right? Cigarettes singe your nose, they stain your teeth and fingers, and they can make you age prematurely. They give you bad breath. Not to mention the harm that they can do to your lungs and heart.

"James, you have a lovely daughter, wouldn't you agree? She's very hot. I think that she needs a bit of motivation, however, to want to stop smoking. I think that she can use some validation of how pretty she is to you. How much you'd like her to stay youthful and sexy. I had to use cosmetic surgery and other methods to keep looking young....partly because of my old smoking habit. Maybe you should give her an idea of what she'd miss by losing her beauty....the reduced chance of attracting a lover," Dana winked at James, hoping that her approach didn't scare him off....this was a chancy area here....but she had an instinct about the father/daughter relationship here...one that she would pursue....one that she hoped would make her work easier this time....incest as a therapy was a chance that she had to take...
 
I sat and listened to what seemed the beginning of a lecture from Dr. Dana, then...something changed. She asked me to trust her completely, and I agreed.

I always run the risk of losing my license with my techniques, but they are far more effective than the standard ones

"We are here to do WHATEVER it takes to rid Sasha of this issue."

Unconventional was not necessarily bad. Dr. Dana continued speaking.

Maybe you should give her an idea of what she'd miss by losing her beauty....the reduced chance of attracting a lover

I was reminded of Melinda, and how...comfortable...she had become with her family since she quit smoking. One time her car was in the shop, we "worked late," leading to a vigorous round of lovemaking. When we finished, her son was standing at the glass windows, and he had clearly been watching. She picked up her dress, took his hand, and walked from the building without bothering to put it on.

"Honey, you are a beautiful young woman. Maybe the Doctor is right, HOT is a better term. I know you don't want to settle down for awhile...don't you want to make the boys...men want you?"

I looked squarely at Sasha's chest...and admitted to myself I felt a slight thrill when I brushed against it. This couldn't be right though, could it?

I turned back to our counselor.

"How do you reccomend I demonstrate this to Sasha?"
 
Dana

"This might shock you a bit, but I think that you need to give her something else to suck....I want you to trust me here....and drop your pants...then let her lick and suck your cock. Now, Sasha, if you want this....you've got to throw away that cigarette in your hand and ask your Dad to let you suck on his cock instead. This might be a bit strange, but, believe me, a lot of people with smoking habits have oral fixations and fetishes that need substitutes for cigarettes, not just a replacement for the nicotine in their systems. Their mouths feel....well, empty, without something to suck on...is that how you feel without a cigarette, Sasha? Be honest here. Nothing I can do will help you, darling, unless you are candid with us," Dana explained with her distinctly upper-class English accent.
 
Rules, rules were a bore to her but the part about her gorgeous looks caught her attention and now she was worried that smoking was taken her natural beauty away from her. She lowered the cigarette, continuing to listen and it was intense stuff which was only adding the nerves and making her want a cigarette.

Sasha knew her dad was doing the right thing by bringing her here but it wasn't an easy thing to do, quitting smoking. The counselor was right, she did want to suck on something if she didn't have any cigarettes.

She flicked the hairs out her eyes and turned to her dad, listening to the advice and was surprised by the suggestion. Suck her fathers cock, was this for place for real. Sasha looked at her dad, waiting to see his reaction to the idea.
 
My eyes darted back and forth between my daughter and the counselor.

I want you to trust me here....and drop your pants

The suggestion was outrageous, but somehow attractive. I undid my belt, but did not move from the chair, shifting but not standing. Sasha put the cigarette down, but also didn't say anything.

"Honey, if you want this to work, you will have to tell us that you want to try. I'm not sure about this suggestion, but I know I won't force anything on you."
 
Dana

"Certainly, I won't force anything on either of you....but this is an approach that I have found highly effective in the past....you'd be surprised with whom...or would you?" Dana added with a sexy smile...winking at James....she personally found him quite attractive....as she did Sasha...though she wasn't ready to reveal her own true status...yet...

"And she is truly a babe, isn't she?" Dana found it useful to flatter Sasha again....not that she didn't mean it...those lips were designed to suck a cock....sinfully pouty...images of Sasha's mouth and tongue on her own dick really made Dana start to feel that stirring in her groin...she adjusted...not wishing to reveal her "package" just yet...
 
Dr. Dana spurred on the conversation.

this is an approach that I have found highly effective in the past....you'd be surprised with whom

Wow! From the sounds of this, Melinda really did play with her own son. Probably her parents too. She had been urging me to find a few days to go with the four of them on a "special family outing," and now I would have to do it!

And she is truly a babe, isn't she?


"Yes, Dr. Dana, my little girl has grown into an incredible hottie."

I could feel some movement in my pants and the rules and nerves came out again.

"Sasha, baby, if this werent so...different, if ... well, if I weren't your Dad, I would be all over you right now."
 
Dana

"If it will help make you more comfortable, I can start you off....myself...," Dana offered....licking her lips to make her meaning clear....she could see that the man was at war with himself....taboos versus desires....and the need to rid his precious daughter of her lethal habit.....maybe a little push would help....she just hoped that he wouldn't get mad once he found out that she was technically a "he"....
 
I stood up and moved toward Dr. Dana, taking her hand in mine.

"Please stand up and come close to me. I need Sasha's permission before I allow her to see me...all of me...and more, but, I trust you. Perhaps you are right, and the sight of our embrace will help her realize the joys she...might be missing on if she doesnt take this first step."
 
Dana

scones201 said:
I stood up and moved toward Dr. Dana, taking her hand in mine.

"Please stand up and come close to me. I need Sasha's permission before I allow her to see me...all of me...and more, but, I trust you. Perhaps you are right, and the sight of our embrace will help her realize the joys she...might be missing on if she doesnt take this first step."

"Makes sense. Do you mind if I kiss you and slip my hand down your pants?" Dana asked, quite aroused by both the father and the daughter now.

"Then, if you like, I can obscure the sight of your cock until she is ready for it....with my mouth," the counselor added.
 
Makes sense. Do you mind if I kiss you and slip my hand down your pants?

The counselor was coming on to me! I imagined how much fun it might be to have her join in on Melinda's "special weekend." I was shaken out of my reverie by a second statement that I didn't quite hear. However, I was magnetically drawn to this woman, opening my arms in anticipation of the embrace, forgetting for a minute that my daughter was in front of us.

"Yes, please."

Although it was actually only a couple of seconds, it seemed like forever.

"I'm waiting!"
 
Dana

"Very glad to hear...and, yes, this is part of my unconventional therapy....a very enjoyable part," Dana told James, as she went over to him, kissed him hard on the mouth, with plenty of tongue....slipped her hands down to his groin in his pants....played with it a bit....and unzipped his pants....pulled out his cock....and started licking it around the head....

....It wasn't long before she was sucking it completely....going from head to base...and even deep-throating him...right in front of Sasha....

"Sasha, sweetie, this is a much better thing to suck than a cigarette, I promise you....you'll enjoy it far more....," Dana spoke to the girl...thinking of licking her pussy and having the girl suck her cock....
 
Shock wasn't even the word to use as she watched her therapist kiss her dad and then start on the head of her fathers cock. She couldn't help but watch each movement, listen to the soft motion of moist lips over her dads cock and all she could think about now was how much she wanted one.

She couldn't believe how excited she was getting in front of her dad but it was hardly surprising. Her whole body was excited at the view she had and soon she just heard the words from her counselor and replied.

"I believe you on that. I...it looks so good...." God did she just say watching her therapist giving her dad a blowjob was good?. What was wrong with her?. She wanted it, more than anything right now. Watching wasn't enough.
 
Dana

"If you want this, Sasha, I'll happily share it with you. You want to suck on your father's cock? Go ahead and join me. It's truly delicious...you'll love it," Dana told the girl, determined to seduce the pair into a threesome now....which would help them, after all...Sasha's mouth would be far too busy sucking cock to have time or room for cigarettes in the future...and what cigarette could compare to a cock....a cigarette was just a phallic symbol with smoke coming out of it....not equal to the real thing, a real, flesh-and-blood phallus...

...Dana resumed sucking his cock....licking her lips now and then....and then looked back at Sasha, to gesture an invitation for her to participate...
 
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