"Hello, Cindy Lou, I'm Doctor Harvey. Your mother wanted me to talk to you to find out why you've been acting out lately," the nice-looking man in the gray beard said to me.

I didn't really understand what he meant by acting out, so I just looked down at my hands, neatly folded on my lap. We were in his office, a nice big place with wooden walls and lots of books. I was on a long couch across from him. I looked up and saw he was pulling on his beard like smart people are supposed to do.

"Cindy, did you understand what I said?"

I shook my head. "No, Sir," I whispered. He smiled at me, so I started to feel a little less nervous. His blue eyes sparkled in a real friendly way.

"Let me see," he said, looking at some papers in his hand, "you're seven years old and in the second grade, getting straight As, so you are definitely a smart one." He winked when he said that.

I giggled. "I like school a lot."

"Good. Well your mommy says you've been saying some bad words lately. Can we talk about that?"

"What kind of bad words?" I was a little confused. I straightened my pretty yellow dress, my skinny legs dangling as I sat up straight.

He squinted at me before looking at his papers again. "According to mom, you have been saying words like 'fuck,' 'shit,' 'cock,' 'pussy,' and 'cum.' Honey, where have you learned those words?"

"Are those bad words? I hear them all the time." I really did, and I never thought they were that bad since people used them every day around me.

"Tell me where you hear them. Walk me through a typical day in your life and tell me who says words like that to you."

"You mean like tell you what I have for breakfast and all?"

"Yes, from the moment you wake up to the time you go to sleep at night. Tell me everything you experience."

I thought about it for a minute as I swung my feet back and forth a little bit. He had a pen in one hand and a clipboard in the other, and as I started to speak, he wrote things down.

"Well, Sir, I get up for school about six in the morning. My mom says it's too early, but I have to make a little extra time for Brian."

"Brian?" he asked.

"Yeah, my brother. He's sixteen and real bossy. He's always making me come in his room before school. He says things like, 'Suck my cock, bitch!'" I deepened my voice and tried to sound like my brother so he understood what I meant.

The nice man looked startled. He dropped his pen, leaned down to pick it up, and spoke as he did. "Cindy Lou, what do you say to him when he says such things?"

"Not much, Sir. I get on my knees and suck his cock until her shoots his white stuff in my mouth. That sometimes takes a little while, and Brian will push his big dick in and out of my mouth while holding my head real tight."

Now he looked shocked. "Are you serious?" he asked, scribbling something down. His eyes suddenly were real big, and he loosened his tie like he might have gotten warm.

"Once I swallow all his cum, which is usually like a juicy drink amount of it, I go downstairs for breakfast and then I leave for my school bus.

Dr. Harvey's hands were shaking as he wrote. I didn't know why this upset him because I really liked sucking Brian's big cock. It's not like he made me do it. Well, he did the first few times, but I started liking it after the first week. That was like three years ago.

"And then there's Mr. Henderson, the bus driver. He likes to -------- "

"Wait!" the nice man stopped me. I think he needed to catch up with all I was saying. "Does he also make you suck him like Brian?"

"Not usually. Mr. Henderson prefers to fuck. But I forgot one thing that happens before that."

He set his pen down and opened his shirt collar. "Go on, Cindy Lou. What happens on the bus?" He was shaking a lot now. I don't know how old Dr. Harvey was, but he reminded me of my really old grandfather, all wrinkly and gray.

"Well, I go right to the back of the bus and the boys will surround me. For a quarter, I let them look at my cunny. For fifty cents, they can touch it. But that's all I let them do to me because they're a bunch of jerks anyway. I usually make a few dollars this way so I can buy lots of candy."

"And the bus driver?" he asked, crisscrossing his legs.

"Oh yeah, a few times a week Mr. Henderson tells me to stay on the bus after he drops the kids off at school. He'll drive me to a lot a couple blocks away and park. I climb up on his lap and pretend to drive the bus, my hands on the wheel."

"Is that all that happens? You said he likes to, well, you know -------- "

"He likes to fuck! While I'm bouncing up and down on his lap, he has his big hard cock out of his pants and my panties around my ankle. He fucks me for maybe five minutes and cums inside my cunny."

"Does he also give you some change for that?" he asked, his hand landing on his lap. He let out a sigh.

"No, Sir. I charge him ten bucks for a fuck. I figure that's worth a lot more than a peek."

Dr. Harvey stood up and walked to a small cabinet near his desk. He pulled out a fancy crystal bottle with some brown liquid in it. It looked like Coca-Cola after all the ice melts, kinda light brown. He poured himself a glass and swallowed it real fast, making a funny face like it burned his throat. He offered me a Sprite which I liked a lot.

"What happens after Mr. Henderson fucks you, Honey?" he asked. He seemed a little less nervous now.

"He takes me back to school, but because I'm late, I get in trouble with my teacher, Mr. Small."

"Does Mr. Small punish you?"

"Sorta. He makes me stay after class and then he takes me to see the principal, Mr. Felding. They both take all their clothes off, and make me undress too."

"Oh shit!" he said out loud. I giggled hearing that, especially because he seemed to think it was bad for me to say words like that! "What happens next?" he asked with a gulp.

"They take turns fucking me. They call me their Little Three Holer because I don't mind a cock in my mouth, pussy or asshole. Unlike the bus driver, my teacher and principal can sex me for a long time before they cum. I really like that."

Dr. Harvey went back to the cabinet for that bottle. This time he set it on the coffee table between us and poured another drink for himself.

"Go on," he said.

"Well, they fuck me for about an hour, sometimes longer, and they give me money too, usually twenty dollars each. My teacher drives me home with a note telling my mommy I stayed late working on extra credit stuff. I guess my mommy doesn't mind that I'm late because I get good grades."

"Do your parents know any of this? Do they have any idea what's happening to you?"

I shook my head. "My mommy is clueless!" I laughed. "She's blonde like me, and kinda dopey. My dad knows all about it though." I nodded with confidence. After all, if daddy knew, how bad could it be?

"Exactly what does daddy know, Cindy Lou?"

"He calls me into his den after he gets home from work, and while my mommy is making dinner he tells me to 'dump the loot on my desk.'" I made my voice even deeper this time, imitating my father's low, deep voice.

"You mean he wants to see the money you've made from sex?"

"Yup. I dump it out and he counts it. He takes half and gives me the rest. I guess that's fair, huh?"

Dr. Harvey nodded his head as if he agreed. That made me feel better right then and there.

"Then you sit down to dinner with your family?" he asked, once again uncrossing his legs and repositioning himself.

"Not usually. Daddy will lift my dress over my waist and fuck me from behind on his desk. I bend over, tilt my ass up, and he buries his big cock deep inside my pussy or asshole. He says he likes it sloppy wet that way, when I come home with a lot of cum inside me."

"I'm going to lose my mind," Dr. Harvey mumbled across from me, his eyes closed like he was saying a prayer.

"What's wrong, Dr. Harvey? I mean, when daddy does it to me, I have one of those things too, an organism."

"You mean an or-gaz-um?" he asked, saying the word slow so I understood. He also looked stunned.

"YES! That's the word. I cum like my daddy does inside me. It feels so nice when I do, and I shake hard and my kitty feels like a river flows through it."

"It sounds like you really enjoy sex, not unheard of, but still a little unusual for a seven-year-old girl."

"I love it. The more cock I can get the better," I smiled, lifting the hem of my dress a little bit as I sat. I started thinking how nice it might be to enjoy this nice old man. All the talk about sex had me feeling warm too.

He studied his hands for a few moments, like he was thinking hard about something. "Cindy Lou, please lock the door to my office," he said in a low whisper.

"Yes, Sir." I went over and turned the bolt to the right and shook the door to make sure it really locked.

When I turned around, Dr. Harvey was standing in front of the sofa when I had sat. His cock was out of his pants and it was half hard. I licked my lips looking at it. It was pretty big compared to the ones I've had, and nice and thick. His pants fell and I saw a big bundle of white hair around the base and his balls.

With a big smile on my face, I sank to my knees, and took his penis in my mouth. I gently licked the head while I played with his big, heavy nuts. I just knew they must be holding a ton of cum, and I also knew just how to get it out.

"Hmmmmmph. Hmmmmmph." I softly moaned as I sucked his old cock. It rapidly grew hard in my mouth, and the salty taste of his almost-cum leaked out. I slid the tip of my tongue inside his pee pee hole, and it made him jerk his hips.

"Oh fuck! Cindy Lou, you sure know how to suck cock," he moaned, grabbing my blonde curls in both hands.

I smiled up as I sucked his shaft until it was rock hard. My head was bobbing as I got more of his pecker in my mouth, guessing it to be at least eight inches long. Sometimes, just so I could get some air, I'd pull away and lick his sweaty balls into my mouth. He was going crazy!

"I don't want to cum just yet, Honey," he grunted, pulling away. "Let's get you naked and on this couch."

I stood up and removed my sundress and damp panties. I kicked my sandals to the side and turned so he could see my entire body. He mumbled something about my sexy, bald pussy, and that made me get wetter down there.

He stripped down naked, and his body was kinda funny looking. He was all wrinkled and sagging, well everywhere but his cock. That thing was still very hard and bobbing up and down. He told me to bend over the edge of the seat cushions while he knelt behind me.

Dr. Harvey licked the back of my neck, breathing hard and loud in my ears. I could smell his breath and it smelled like my Uncle Joe, especially when he had been drinking. Next thing I felt was his prick entering my baby pussy from behind.

"Ummmmmph! That feels so nice, Dr. Harvey!" I moaned as he slid into me.

"I haven't fucked a pussy in ten years, Cindy Lou, and never one as young and tight as yours," he groaned as he began to work in and out of me slowly.

He grasped my hips in both hands and started to saw in and out, picking up speed. For an old guy, he was doing quite well. His cock was big and swollen inside me, so much bigger than any man's I've had before. He grunted as he fucked, saying things I didn't understand, like he was slobbering behind me.

In and out, deeper and faster each stroke. The more he fucked me, the better it felt. I reached down and rubbed my clitty. It was all swollen and tender, and between that and his cock, I was going to explode. Dr. Harvey fucked me faster and faster, and from the way he was grunting, I knew he wasn't far behind either.

"Here I come, Cindy Lou. Get ready for my old man cream!" he stammered, his cock sloshing in and out of me even faster.

"Me too, Dr. Harvey!" I nearly screamed as I started to cum with him.

"AAAAgggghhhhhhh!" he cried out loud with a few last strokes.

I felt his cum dump inside my cunny. I guess ten years of cum is a lot of it! His liquid flooded my pussy and spilled back out and onto the hardwood floor in front of the sofa. I shuddered and shook as I came, my fingers strumming my clitty like a guitar pick.

"Ohhhhh, Dr. Harvey, that was real nice," I purred. I turned my head back and he leaned forward to kiss me. I didn't mind a kiss on the lips, but I thought it was kinda gross when he slipped his tongue in my mouth. I still let him.

"We had better get cleaned up, Cindy Lou. Your mother is waiting in the lobby for you."

I grabbed my panties and slipped them back on, holding all his cum inside my pussy as best I could. I knew my daddy would like to work with some 'sloppy seconds' as he called it. In a matter of just a few minutes, we were both dressed and everything was back to normal in the room. He called my mommy in to talk. I sat on the sofa like I was before when I first arrived, up straight and smiling.

"Hiya, Mommy!" I grinned when she came in.

She knelt and gave me a kiss before sitting next to me.

"Well, Dr. Harvey, is it anything serious?" my mom asked him.

"Mrs. Whitaker, I think Cindy Lou is a bright young lady with no serious problems. But I am concerned about her potty mouth. I'm afraid that unlocking the reason behind that will take some time."

"Oh my, Doctor! Can you work with her?" my mother asked, her blonde hair waving back and forth as she shook her head.

"Yes. I think I can do that. It may take some time and I will probably need to see Cindy Lou a few times a week."

"I don't know if our insurance will cover so many visits -------- " my mommy said, her voice trailing off. I could tell she was worried.

"I will do it pro bono, free of charge. Cindy is such an interesting case, that I believe she is worth my investment. Please ensure your husband is okay with this arrangement."

Dr. Harvey gave me a sly wink when he said that. I think I understood what he meant. He was going to fuck me a few times a week, and instead of paying me money to split with daddy, he was going to treat me for free. That was kinda cool.

"Dr. Harvey, are you sure about this? I don't think we can accept free services!" my dumb mom said.

"It's okay, Mommy. I think that's very nice of Dr. Harvey to offer. Besides, I realize that I need some deep therapy to make me better," I said taking her hand.

"Deep indeed, Cindy Lou. We're going to explore the very depths of your situation," he smiled.

After my mom thanked him for like ten minutes, we turned to leave. I gave Dr. Harvey a wink as we were walking out the door. I knew that in a matter of an hour or less, daddy was going to be buried deep inside my sloppy wet pussy hole, his cock surrounded by Dr. Harvey's cum while I told him all about my first therapy session.