0 comments/ 20217 views/ 12 favorites Sex Therapist Ch. 01 By: thomastheskankengine "Tall blonde in the back has had his eyes on you ever since you came in, Lucy," my sister Tracey said to me last week at our usual window seat table in the coffee shop we frequent. That girl has always been getting me into trouble. Sometimes I wish she'd just keep her mouth shut. "Yeah," I replied. "I can feel him staring at me. I don't like it." "No? Look at those big brown eyes of his. You can tell a lot by someone's eyes. He looks to me like a very passionate man. I can see the fire in them. Nice smile too." "Trace. I don't care," I said, taking another sip of my coffee. "I wonder if he dyes it. His hair. Blonde hair and brown eyes isn't very common." "Look at the eyebrows. They'll give him away." "You're right," she huffed. But that's kind of striking. The frame his dark brows create really make his eyes stand out. He's exactly your type, sis." "I said I'm not interested." "Yeah yeah. How's Tim, by the way?" "Tim?" "Your boyfriend? Ha, you say you're not interested, but blondey's already got you in a trance." "I know who my boyfriend is. I'm just surprised you'd ask me about him right after trying to push some strange guy onto me." "Well I'm asking. How are things with him?" "He says we don't have sex enough." "Lucy. You know you're a prude, right?" She was right, but I still reached across the table and slapped her on the arm. "I am not." "I'd say you had a stick up your ass, but that's far too much fun for you to be having." "Oh shut up." Her attention got taken away from me. I turned to see the tall blonde guy was approaching us. I thought he was eying her. I always thought she was prettier than me. I mean, I guess I'm pretty, but she's far more alluring. The man got right up to the table and extended his hand to me. He was uncomfortably close. His crotch was right in my face, and when he took my hand, he held it even closer. "My name's Bryce. I thought you ladies could use some company." I had to look up and see his face before I could answer, so Tracey answered for me. "That's Lucy who's hand you've got possession of and I'm her sister Tracey. Is that really all you've got?" "Do I need more?" That wasn't a question. Just a statement of confidence. "Well, we're kinda busy. You thought wrong." "Actually, I'm here for your sister, so I'd like to hear what she has to say." My sister's jaw dropped. Not often that she responds like that, so I figured I'd play it out for what it's worth. Big mistake. "Bryce. It's nice to meet you. I was actually going to step out for some air. Gotta get away from that girl sometimes. Care to join me?" I know I was being overly flirtatious. I got up and walked arm in arm with Bryce to the door, looking back and casually winking at my sister. Once we're out, I turn and deliberately stroll past her window until we're out of sight. It was cold out, and I realized I left my jacket on the back of my chair, but before I could turn around, Bryce had placed his over my shoulders. "So what did she do to upset you, Lucy?" "I can't say. She's just quick to tell me what I'm doing wrong with my life." "Am I supposed to guess?" "What? No. Why?" "Well, you said you can't say, but you continued to talk. I take that to mean you want me to fill in the blanks. My guess is she called you a prude or something." "You..." "Don't worry. I'm not psychic. Your sister's just really loud." I was a little embarrassed. "Well, yeah. She is that." "So what makes you a prude?" "Bryce. Thank you for getting me away from her, but I don't think we should talk about this." "Are you sure? I may be able to help you." I was shocked by this seemingly suggestive solicitation for sex, but he continued, "I'm a professional, actually. A sex therapist. I'm sure I could help you come to an understanding with your boyfriend." "I appreciate the offer, but I've really gotta go." I started to walk away, but Bryce reminded me, "My coat?" "Oh. I'm sorry. Here." "You know, you can keep wearing it. All you have to do is let me walk you home." It was indeed chilly. And I didn't want to go back to see Tracey, so I agreed, and started walking with Bryce at my side. We walk for a minute before he asks, "So what's his name? Your boyfriend." "It's Tim." "And he thinks you don't have enough sex." "You really don't give up, do you?" "Sometimes, but I haven't even gotten started yet." "Yes. That's what he thinks." "And what do you think?" "I'll regret saying this, but I think the same as he does. We don't have enough sex." "So what's the problem?" "It's just not interesting. He doesn't know many tricks, doesn't change the routine...doesn't lick me. And he doesn't have the size to compensate for his lack of skill if I'm being completely honest. God. Why do I keep answering you." "That's a common problem. But let me ask you, Lucy, what have you done to spice things up? Or are you simply waiting on him?" "I...uhh. I don't know what else I can do. I get in whatever position he tells me and let him do me for as long as he lasts. I wish he lasted longer too." "Do you suck his cock?" I was appalled by the language this man used to someone little more than a stranger. "Do you wanna rephrase that, Mister?" "No. An easy think you can do to help is familiarize yourself with the less socially acceptable names for certain body parts and acts so you can use them without blushing or getting upset. So I'll ask you again, Lucy, do you suck his cock?" "I do...I mean sometimes I do. Special occasions and such. I'm fine doing it, but it seems like he'd rather" Bryce looked at me and mouthed a word to me, expecting me to talk along, and I did, "He'd rather fuck me than get his cock sucked." "Maybe you're bad at sucking cock." We get to the steps up to my house and I stop in front of them. "Maybe I am. My previous boyfriend loved it, but Tim just doesn't seem interested." "There's another problem. Forget everything you think you know. You can't apply what other guys like and make Tim like it. Your previous boyfriend, circumcised?" "Yes. Why?" "And is Tim uncut?" "Yes. How did you know?" "Circumcision desensitized the glans. The things you did to your previous boyfriend are probably too intense for Tim to enjoy." "I...wow. I didn't know that. Do you want to come in for some coffee?" "Lucy. We just left the coffee house." "Just get in here. Fix my love life. I don't care what it costs." Those were the worst words I could have used. Bryce entered the house behind me. I had him take his shoes off, hung up his coat and led him to the living room. He took a seat on the couch and I sat next to him, waiting for more profound revelations to come about. "Sooo?" "So what, Lucy?" "So tell me what else I'm doing wrong." "I have to know what you're doing before I know what you're doing wrong. Do you ever ride him?" "No. He likes to be in control. And I like being controlled. He's also scared to let me I guess. It's a dick. It's not like it's gonna break off." "Well, he is at the highest risk of injury with you on top." "Ugh. Everything you say makes me feel like it's my fault." "And everything I'd say to Tim would make him feel the same. Where is he, by the way?" "Work. And he said he'd check up on his parents today, so he won't be back until nine." "Hmm. I was hoping we could start our first session today." "We can schedule one whenever is convenient for you." "I could be here Saturday at three if that would work for the two of you." "Yeah. He gets Saturdays off, and I'll be here. So what else can you tell me without him being here?" "How big is his cock?" "I...that's personal." "Yes. That's why I want to know." "Six inches? Maybe more like five. I don't know. It doesn't really matter to me." "And what's the biggest you've ever had?" "Ten. My first boyfriend was ten inches." "Oh?" His eyebrows raised. I didn't know why at the time. "Yeah. It was sooo big. I don't know where I put it all. I'm kind of proud of myself, though." I stopped talking because he was staring at me. It was different than all the previous times he looked at me. They didn't have the intensity this one had. Nothing he did should have surprised me, but when he unzipped his pants, I scooted to the other side of the couch. "What the hell?!" It wasn't very professional of him, and I was shocked that he'd do such a thing, but he reached in and pulled out a true monster, already fully erect. He was aroused by our conversion. I don't know why I expected him not to be. I was too. The professionalism I wanted to be there was just a dream. This was real. "Relax. It's just a comparison. Your first boyfriend. Was he bigger than me?" My eyes were wide staring at it and I was so choked up I couldn't say anything. Bryce took me by the hand and said, "It's okay. You can look as closely as you like." I'm not sure how much resistance I put up, but the way he pulled me in seems effortless and I fell, having to catch myself by bracing my hand against his leg as I went down. It was right there. Inches from my face, and he still had me by the hand, which he slowly lowered onto his cock. All I could do is watch. He place my hand on his shaft and curled his fingers around mine. It didn't even fit into my hand. "Well, Lucy? Who's cock is bigger?" "Y...yours," I stuttered. "Ha, I thought so. Your boyfriend lied to you. My cock is only a modest nine inches." I was face to face with a real nine inch cock, rather than a fake ten incher, and all my pride went away. I couldn't imagine half that thing inside me. Not to mention the immense girth. I was still trying to pretend this was an honest comparison when he started making my hand stroke it up and down. It got even harder in my hands. I'd be lying if I said I didn't enjoy it. My hand even continued by itself after he removed his. I didn't realize until I felt him pushing the hair out of my face. I tried pulling my hand away but he took me by the wrist, held my palm up and let a line of clear saliva fall onto it. He didn't put it back, though. I did that myself. I got on my knees between his legs for a better angel and started using both hands, trying to wet down every spot on his beautiful dick. I loved the way his veins felt as I slid my hands over them. I wasn't thinking of anything other than my fascination with it. Then he said to me, "You can suck it if you like." I wanted to. I opened as wide as I could and took the head into my mouth, swirling my tongue around the tip and sucking gently while my hands kept stroking up and down. I lost myself giving him a pleasure Tim can't endure. But Bryce is uncut too. I only realized this as his cock swelled and I pulled my head away as he started to cum. The first shot stuck to my lips and trailed down my chin. A couple hit me in the face and one went over my head. When he was done, I just stared. What had I done? I cheated on Tim. How did I succumb to him so easily. I stayed there and watched Bryce wipe the tip with a tissue he got from the end table, zip up, then hand me a few. I hesitated before starting to clean off my face. He brought me to my feet after I was done and kissed me before saying, "See you Saturday, Lucy," and headed for the door. I took the longest shower of my life and got in bed, pretending to be asleep when Tim got home, and still pretending when he had to leave in the morning, though I was up the entire night. When he was gone, I went downstairs and realized it was an emergency ice cream breakfast kind of day. I had a small container of double chocolate fudge that I was eating over the kitchen counter when the doorbell rang. I couldn't answer it, but the ringing was just a courtesy as Tracy swung open the door moments later. "You forgot your coat," she said, tossing it onto the couch. "I had to get away from you, bitch." "Don't be so cold. And share some of that with me." "Get your own." "Come on, Lucy. I'm sorry I called you a prude. You did go home with a guy you just met, so I can't honestly call you that anymore." I dropped the spoon into the container and pushed it away from me on the counter. "No. You didn't. I was kidding! Lucy. What did you do?" "I blew him." "You what? How are you gonna tell Tim? Is it over between you two?" "No. And I don't know. Bryce wants to help me become closer with Tim. He has a lot of good advice about my sex life, and he's gonna give Tim and I a therapy session this Saturday." "Do you hear the shit that's coming out of your mouth? The guy who's dick you choked on is gonna help you fix your broken relationship? I worry about you, sis." "Well don't. Thanks for bring my coat back. Is that all?" "Sure. You're gonna regret this, though." I hate it when my sister's right. When Tim got home, I greeted him at the door. I hugged him, but he must have been in a good mood because he kissed me. After what he didn't know I had just done with my mouth, it just felt like another betrayal. But I had dinner ready for him and told him I scheduled a session with a sex therapist. "What's a sex therapist?" he asked. I didn't have a great answer for that. I don't know what qualifications you need to become one, but I assured him he was legit. "I'm not sure about this, Lucy." "I know, but we don't have sex enough. I realize that now." "Why don't we just have more sex?" "Because we can't fix this on our own. Both of us think we're doing everything, let we're leaving the other unsatisfied. Trust me. This will be good for us." If he ever puts his trust in me again, I'll be amazed after agreeing to something like this. We went to bed and when we woke up, it was Saturday morning. We slept in and I made brunch. We spent the day talking, him asking me what to expect, and I tried thinking of things Bryce would say. The doorbell rang at 3:10 and I rushed to let him inside. "Tim, this is Bryce. Bryce, this is my boyfriend, Tim." Bryce extended his hand and said, "Nice to meet you. I've heard a lot about you, Tim." "So you know about our...problem." "That's why I'm here. Lets just get started. I'm sure this is already awkward for you. Take a seat." We all sit in the living room and Tim asks, "How are you going to help us?" "Well first I need to figure out what the problem is. I've heard what Lucy has to say, so why don't you tell me what you think is wrong." "It's okay, Tim," I assured. "I don't...feel like she enjoys having sex with me. And I don't know how to please her." "That's it? This will be easier than I thought. The two of you just need to talk more and try new things." "New things like what?" "Well, Lucy told me you don't lick her pussy. Why not?" "I'm...not good at it." "Figures. And how do you expect to get better? You have to practice and take instruction. Just because you're the guy doesn't mean you should know everything. And Lucy, you need to communicate with him. You need to tell him what you like and don't like. The same goes conversely for both of you." "Is it really that easy?" "No. You have to work at it. Why don't you try it." "Excuse me?" "You need to lick her pussy. Go to the bedroom, and give it five minutes, then come back and tell me how it went." Tim wanted to object, but I took control and led him up the stairs. I undressed myself and laid back on the bed. He had licked me a couple times before, but never made me cum. It was good, and got me really wet, but never enough. This time was the same. He went straight for my lips and licked up and down. His tongue grazed my clit periodically, but it just kept building something he was never gonna release. The minutes went by fast, and I covered up in my bath robe. Tim probably didn't approve, but my mind was in tune with Bryce. He wanted this. We sat back on the couch and Bryce asked, "Well? How was it?" "I don't think she was into it." "You don't think? How do you not know? I told you, communication. Did you even talk to each other?" We both kept our heads down. And I answered, "No." "Do it again. Talk this time." Tim stood up, but I knew we weren't getting anywhere. We needed a coach, so I untied my robe and spread my legs. "Lucy, what are you doing?" "I want you, Tim. Show me what you can do." I felt like a changed woman already, even thought I was just repeating a line from a bad porno. But Bryce seemed to approve, and Tim was more willing than I thought. He got on his knees and started to lick. I put my hand on his head and moved his lips right over my clit. "Here, babe. Use your tongue right here." It was empowering. It felt better than anything he'd done to me in a long time. I couldn't help but moan. I think the five minutes passed, but no one seemed to mind. He kept licking, trying new motions with his tongue and I'd tell him which were my favorite. As I got closer and closer I moaned and pressed his head down on me until I screamed in orgasmic delight. The first time in years I felt that sensation, and it was amazing. Tim knew to be more gentle, but keep teasing me as I convulsed, prolonging the sensation and I enjoyed every bit of ecstasy I got until It was over and I was left breathing heavily. Bryce clapped for us. We both must have forgotten he was in the room. "That was wonderful. I think this session can come to a close." "Wait, Bryce? What else should we try? Maybe some kind of homework? Please. You know how to fix this." "You seem fine to me. I said try new things. How about a three way. The two of you might benefit from the extra help." "A what? No. We can't..." Tim finishes the thought I couldn't bring myself to say, "We're committed to each other." "I'm just saying, a little excitement could be good for you. What about your sister, Lucy?" "No. Tracey and I aren't close like that." "It was just a suggestion. Fins someone else you can get intimate with together and go crazy. I'll get out of your way now. Thanks for the show, though." He winked at me while walking toward the door. I looked at Tim. He was more confused than I was, so I called out to Bryce. "Wait. Why not you?" Bryce stops at the door. "What are you saying, Lucy?" asked Tim. "I'm saying he knows what he's doing. He can teach us how to better please each other." "Lucy, unless you're both sure about this, I have to decline." I didn't say anything else. I put Tim through enough, but Tim saw me and knew I wanted this, so he took it upon himself to say, "Yes." Bryce turned and came back to us. "Okay, then. I've got no objections. Tim? Why don't you start." Tim slipped my robe off before awkwardly undressing himself. He wasn't erect yet, so I went down and tried sucking his cock with what Bryce told me in mind. I was gentle, but it still wouldn't go up. I tried for a while until I noticed Bryce standing naked in front of me as well. In contrast, his cock was looking right at me. "Maybe I'll start, Tim. Take a moment to relax, and imagine Lucy's doing this to you. You can jump in once you get motivated." Tim sits down on the couch and tries playing with himself. He's not into this at all, but he's trying it for me. I should have ended it right there instead of trying to put on a show for him. But Bryce's cock had a hold on me again. I spit on my own hands this time and wet down his shaft before putting it in my mouth again. I loved how it felt. I loved giving pleasure, but I was cut short. Bryce stood me up and turned me around so my ass was facing him. He pushed me so I was leaning against the arm of the couch and teased the tip of his cock against my opening. I was so wet. His thickness scared me, but I needed him inside me, so I backed my pussy down onto his cock. Sex Therapist Ch. 01 "Maahh!" I gasped. It stretched hard against the inside of me in every direction. And he was barely in. He still wasn't moving. He wanted me to work his cock. Another lesson. I couldn't just sit there and take it, so I leaned back further down his shaft and moaned all the way down. 'All the way' is an exaggeration. I probably only managed six inches, but it felt like every part of me was full to the brim. It hurt, but I wanted more. I rocked my hips in short and slow motions up and down his dick, practically begging for him to start thrusting before he answered my desires. His hands took a firm grasp of my waist and he pushed into me, deeper than I could get by myself, then out further and back down. I felt like my insides were collapsing every time he pulled back and reformed each thrust in. My moans wouldn't stop. Fast and high pitched, they just came out every time his big dick slid over a certain part inside me. As he continued to fuck me, that spot became more and more noticeable. Swelling with every thrust. I didn't know what was happening. I felt like I was gonna explode when finally I couldn't take anymore. All at the same time, his dick was forced out of me like an eruption, my legs started shaking uncontrollably and I screamed in delight at the top of my lungs as a hot liquid sprayed out of my pussy. It got both of their attention and after catching my breath, I felt a little embarrassed. I thought I had peed on the floor like a yet to be housebroken bitch. But Bryce looked at Tim and said, "Congratulations. Your girl's a squirter." I had heard about squirting, but I didn't think much of it. But when I looked at Bryce, I saw his cock was more erect than it had been today and it twitched a couple times. He liked that new found talent of mine, and that gave me confidence. I was still leaning on the couch, barely able to hold myself up when Bryce put his dick against me again. "Hold...ah hah..ah." I stopped to catch my breath. "Hold on for a second. That was intense. My poor pussy needs to rest a bit." "That's exactly what I was thinking." I didn't realize the implications of that statement and his positioning until I felt the hart tip pressed firmly against my asshole. I could barely move, but still tried leaping onto the couch when I felt it. Unfortunately, Bryce had a firm grip on me. "What's the matter? You seem tense." "I don't. I can't. You're too big." "Why not? You just squirted all over my cock. That'll lubricate it nicely." "Bryce. I've never..." I tried to protest. "Never what?" "Done anal before." He didn't listen to my opposition. If anything, it encouraged him. "Well, the first thing you need to do is relax." He pulled his dick away, but replaced it with his finger. He teased it around the rim slowly and I was so sensitive, it sent a wave of sensation as he passed over every little ridge. It was enjoyable for a moment, then he pressed it inside. His finger felt bigger than his cock did in my cunt. I tried to get away again, but he held me tight. "I'm not even up to the knuckle yet. Wow. You were telling the truth. You may have the tightest ass I've ever felt. I moaned again. This one was filled with more pain than my previous ones. I know now what he meant when he said I needed to relax, but all I could do then was clench my muscles at the pain, which only made it worst for me. But even then, I liked it. I was being humiliated and degraded in front of my boyfriend, and all I wanted to do was take the next step. Like with my pussy, I pushed my hips back and screamed as his finger sank all the way into my asshole. I know that surprised him. "Good girl." was his response. "I didn't know you were so eager to do this." He fingered my ass for a bit, never pulling out past the knuckle until it was time. He took his finger out all the way and I felt my ass tighten back to normal. I had hoped maybe his finger would have loosened me up a bit, but it's like nothing every happened, and when the head of his dick returned, it felt like a bowling ball was trying to be pushed inside me. Tim couldn't do anything but watch in confusion and sorrow at my pleasure filled pain. I can't blame him. I don't even understand it. I hated the entire experience. It hurt like nothing else I'd felt before. It felt so wrong. This wasn't meant to be, and I wanted to puke, feeling grotesquely over stuffed. But at the same time, I absolutely loved how much I hated it. How much it hurt. I wanted him to go all the way on me, as hard and as fast as he could, just to prove I was capable. This gargantuan cock was stretching my ass beyond the limit and it was driving me insane. "Ahhhhahahahah! Bryce! FUCK MY ASS!" I screamed. I need him to reach the deepest parts of me as this might be my only opportunity to explore them. And even amongst all this absolute torture, I felt something. Another orgasm building. I was cumming from a cock in my ass and my screams just got louder and louder. My muscles convulsed, but unlike when I squirted, Bryce didn't let himself get forced out. He held firm in my ass and kept fucking me as my muscles squeezed down on him like a vice. This orgasm felt like it lasted hours, but I know it was at least a good five minutes of involuntary spasms while Bryce kept ravaging me, not letting it end a moment too soon. When I was finished, my body was little more than jelly, and his cock slid out with ease. I managed to slide over the arm of the couch and flip onto my back, breathing intensely, practically unresponsive. But I could see Bryce was standing in front of me, as my head was resting against Tim's leg. "Looks like she's down for the count. Get on your knees, Tim." "What?" he asked. He stopped touching himself and looked from me to Bryce. "Your knees. She's done for the moment, and someone needs to finish this. Be a good boyfriend and finish what she started. This wasn't what I wanted. Tim had never been very assertive, but he had to be pulled off the couch and set down. I couldn't move. I couldn't speak. I couldn't do anything. This is what Tim had to watch me do, and now I'm having to watch him as Bryce places his hand on the back of his head and slowly pulls him toward his still throbbing erection. He kept his lips pinched shut and tried to turn away, but it was pressed against the corner of his mouth. He cringed in disgust. "What's wrong, Timmy? A good boyfriend would already know what his girl's ass tastes like. She made a mess, so you can clean it up." This was all my fault. He was right. But I couldn't do anything but silently cry and open my mouth in hopes that he stuffed it in me instead. He did see. But all I got was a wink as Tim finally stopped resisting and opened his mouth to receive Bryce's cock. He started coughing and gagging almost immediately but Bryce didn't let up. It was different than anything he did with me. He had Tim by both sides of his head and was fucking his face. The noise it made as his cock repeatedly struck the back of his throat...I was shamefully aroused by it. I didn't like seeing Tim in pain, but I wanted it to be me. But I had to get up for that. I tried so hard, and managed to get into a sitting position, but it was too late. After a brutal face fucking, Bryce removed his cock and I watched cum shoot out of it and onto Tim. This man was defiling my boyfriend before my very eyes, and I was powerless. "Mmmmmhhhh" Bryce groaned, patting Tim on the head. "Maybe you are a good boyfriend after all. I was mortified. Tim sat there, coughing with tears in his eyes, as I was finally able to join him on the floor. "Babe. I'm so sorry. Hey. I'm sorry. I'm so sorry." "Oh. You're up, Lucy. I guess he could use a bit of cleaning now. Why don't you lick the cum off his face?" I scowled at him. That monster that I was powerless to stop. He was right, though. I couldn't let Tim sit there in degradation, so I licked like the good girl I was being taught to be. I got every bit off his face and swallowed it all, then stuck my tongue in Tim's mouth, trying to clean it out. I wanted to erase every trace of Bryce from him, but Bryce wasn't going anywhere. He had just cum, but he was standing over us with his still throbbing erection. "I'm sorry. You guys are just too fucking sexy. I can't resist." I winced, preparing my body for more abuse, but it was Tim who got grabbed. Bryce pulled his ass in the air so he was leaning over right in front of him. No. Anything but that. I needed to keep this from happening, but I was still so weak. I tried standing and falling toward Bryce, but he caught me and pushed me down onto the couch. "Silly girl. You're not ready yet. Timmy here gets a turn. A relationship is about shared experiences. Wouldn't it be great if you could say you both lost your anal virginity on the same day?" I just cried as he prodded his his pulsing head against him. "Hmm? What's this?" he said as he had Tim by the hips, his insatiable cock again throbbing as he pressed the tip into his asshole and forced his way in, just like he did to me. But Tim didn't take it as well as I did. Tears welled in his eyes as he cringed from the huge cock being forced upon him; that I forced upon him. "You're not as tight as your girl is, ha ha, was. I could definitely tell she was an anal virgin. Not even a finger had entered that amazing hole. But you, you've definitely had something in here before." He slapped Tim's ass, making him let out a half moan, half scream, and I realized he was taking it easy on me. I jumped at the sound it made and watched it almost instantly turn bright red. The bruise still hasn't gone away. "Don't get me wrong. You still make a pretty good ass-fuck." Only in barely past his massive tip, he pushes half of his nine inch dick inside before pulling back and pushing it a little further each time. "It's nice not having so much resistance. I'll reaaally be able to go all out with you." He gave another slap right in the same place and Tim's reaction was more scream than moan this time. I hated seeing Tim in pain, so I went over to Bryce and gently grabbed onto his cock. It was still barely half in, so I could easily get my hand on it. My little fingers could never go all the way around. I looked up from on my knees, and trying to be as seductive as I could, said, "Let me take care of you, babe. I want that thick, juicy member in my mouth." He didn't stop. He just pushed deeper into Tin's ass until my hand had nothing to hold onto anymore, and once it was all the way in, he gave him another smack. I flinched like a little girl. I didn't even hear Tim's scream that time. I was just so scared as he raised his hand to me. I looked away cowering, anticipating that he'd hit me, but he was gentle as he placed his hand on my cheek. I guess I had been crying again as he wiped his finger under my eye and stuck it in my mouth. The salty taste is how I knew. I wanted so badly just to bite him, but I was afraid of what he'd do to me, so I just sucked like the good girl he wanted me to be. "Oh, Lucy. You'll get your chance again. Timmy just needs to share in his girlfriend's pleasure. I think he's starting to enjoy it." Tim was still crying, but to illustrate what he meant, Bryce reached around and flicked his cock like a door stop. It was rock hard. I had never seen it like that. Even next to Bryce's, which practically dwarfs his in every category, Tim's cock was bigger and harder now than it had ever been for me. "Tim. I'm so sorry, Tim." I crawled around to him, but he wouldn't even look at me. I wanted to hold him. Make his pain stop and make everything alright, but I couldn't do anything. As I tried to place my hand on his neck to comfort him, he just pushed it away. Bryce saw him do that and slapped him again while thrusting himself hard, all the way down to the base and holding it there as he said, "Be nice to the lady." Then Bryce brought Tim back to his feet and moved them to the couch a couple feet away, not even removing his cock. He got down on the couch with his hips hanging over the edge leaving Tim laying his back on his chest with his feet on the ground. In this position, a couple of inches are restricted from going in at least, but the rate at which his skilled hips can thrust makes my holes numb just thinking about it. "Come here, Lucy." I did as I was told. Tim's cock was still like a rock. Even with how frightened and confused I was that night, the strange way Tim was enjoying this aroused the hell out of me. My cunt was soaking. "I don't normally do it like this, but I'll make an exception for the two of you. Get on your knees, between our legs, and I'll let you suck his cock. He deserves it. Without a word, I rushed over. Bryce knew how eager I was, and I hated feeling like I let him win, but I couldn't resist. I first examined his ass stretched around the thickest dick I've seen in my life, then I took my boyfriends pecker in my mouth and blew him with more passion than I've probably done with anything else in my life, shamelessly rubbing my pussy while I did. As soon as I did that, Bryce started fucking him again. I only let it out of my mouth so I could look at the tremendous pace at which he was thrusting. Almost in time with my racing heart, and Bryce's moans and screams became uncontrollable. I felt his cock pulse in my mouth as he neared orgasm. It happened so quick. Mere moments after Bryce and I simultaneously went to work on him, he was filling my mouth with the biggest load I had ever received. Spurt after spurt, it just kept coming. I couldn't hold it all in, gagging, it started to drool down his shaft. "Wow." I loved it. His orgasm. His cum. His moans. I gathered the cum that fell onto my tits with my finger and wiped up the corners of my mouth, taking in every drop. Then I cleaned off his balls, his thighs, and his shaft before going back to the tip where cum was still dripping out. I sucked hard, trying to get every drop. I know a guy's penis becomes really sensitive after orgasm, but this was my selfish need. Even knowing that fact, Tim started getting hard again in my mouth and I realized Bryce was still fucking him. Tim's moans were unbearable. He already came, but he couldn't get away from the stimulation. I had no shame at that point, but I still looked up at Bryce and he knew. "What? You think I'd stop fucking him just because he came? What about me?" The selfish prick. I couldn't complain, but Bryce had already came once, and I was willing to make him cum as many times as he wanted if it would stop this abuse. But lust had taken hold, and without my dignity, I went back to my boyfriends again hard cock. I was deaf to the world as I blissfully blew the man I love's cock. MY cock. But when I brought my hand back down to masturbate, I found my fingers merely sliding down my slit to gather some wetness before moving onto my ass. They teased the rim before poking one inside. To my surprise, it tightly gripped my finger. I had to look again at the girthy monster that filled me to the brim a short time prior to that. I couldn't believe I fit all that inside me. It was again just a short time after I started fingering my butt and resumed sucking his cock that it began to twitch with orgasm. Not as much came out this time, but it was still so powerful. I was in heaven. He and I were spiraling to infinite pleasure, and it was all because of Bryce. I sucked Tim until I got every last drop out and swallowed all of it, then began kissing his thighs and abdomen. His dick didn't get hard again and all I had to do now was wait for Bryce to finish. I wondered wondered where he was gonna do it. I wanted him to pull out and push my head down on him so I could experience another glorious load, but he was close, and he sped up his pace. It was the first time I really looked at Tim's face since before I resigned to pleasure. I was wrong. He wasn't enjoying this at all. He was still crying and shaking his head back and forth. I was overwhelmed with guilt after I had taken advantage of him just as much as Bryce. I took pleasure in his sorrow and helped bring him to two excruciating orgasms that I was seemingly the only one who enjoyed. At least it was ending soon. Bryce moaned too, an unmistakably pleasure-filled one, as he pushed as deep inside Tim as he could and released. As disgusted as I was with myself, as much as I just wanted to lean over and throw up, I watched his cock throb inside Tim's ass. I was mesmerized, counting the times it pulsed and imagining the powerful spray of cum that came with each one. 1, 2, 3, 4..5...6, 7...8. Eight times. One more than Tim's first orgasm even, and it wouldn't stay in. At the fourth spurt, it started to run down his shaft, and by the seventh, it was absolutely covered. I knew what he had planned. I knew I was on clean up duty. And I loved it. I needed it. He lifted Tim off and he quickly made his way for the bathroom with his head down. I could either comfort the man I loved, or suck the cock of a stranger who gets off on manipulating and torturing people. I chose wrong, crawling on my hands and knees towards his beautiful member. It was still half erect, and it twitched at me when I grabbed it at the base. "Go on," he encouraged me. "Be happy. Neither of you made that big of a mess. It's just cum. And I saw how much of a cum slut you are." No one had ever talked dirty to me, but he was right. I wanted it all. I went in and licked all the way from base to tip with a smile on my face before placing my lips over his gorgeous head. I worked with my tongue to get it spotless before moving my way down the shaft. I got too eager, though, and choked on it a little. There's no way I could have deep throated it. On my own at least since the next thing he did was force my head about three quarters of the way down. It felt like an eternity, breathless, being choked on his cock, and when he finally let me off, I coughed and gagged and cringed, squeezing the tears from my eyes as thick lines of saliva trailed from my mouth to his dick. I had only a second to gasp for air before he pushed me down on it even further this time. He wanted to be cleaned off, but he wanted it to be done his way. I was to get every inch down my narrow throat, and he was enjoying every second of it. By this time, his erection was back in full force, pressing hard against the inside of my throat. I felt like I was gonna pass out, but he pulled me off every time, right before I could. He knew what he was doing. He'd done this before. He was masterful, and I was in awe of him. It took ten tries to get me all the way to the bottom, making no progress for three goes before the final push where my nose was against his belly and his balls were against my chin. This time was the longest. He just held me there. Time slowed down. I felt the duration between each pulse of his throbbing cock get longer and longer. I knew I couldn't take it anymore. My hearing went first as I tapped against his leg, begging to be released, which he did, moments before I blacked out. "You did such a good job," is what I heard while only semi-conscious. I didn't think I was out for very long, but I was on the couch next to him when I woke up and he was fully clothed. He had his hand between my legs, running his fingers through the folds of my pussy. It took me a moment to remember what was going on and I covered my breasts while trying to get his hand away from me. When I dropped my arms, he stuck his fingers in my mouth and I sucked my pussy juice off of them as he pulled his hand back to him, where he kissed me on the forehead and took his fingers out. I wanted desperately to unzip him and jump on his cock, but I still wasn't thinking clearly. He got up and I walked him to the door. "We should do this again sometime." Tim came out of the bathroom at that point. He looked at us and Bryce kissed me on the lips right in front of him. Spun his tongue inside my mouth and pulled away before spitting in my face. "Learn to swallow better, Lucy." Sex Therapist Ch. 01 He walked out the door before I could say anything and I shut it behind him. Turning to see Tim's sorrowful face, he quickly looked away and headed for the bedroom. I ran after him, but the door was slammed in my face. "Tim, please. I didn't know. I'm so sorry." "Get the fuck away from me." "Just talk to me, Babe. I'm so ashamed. I don't know what came over me. I just, I couldn't help myself." I waited outside the door for ten minutes before Tim said, "You think you're ashamed? I loved that. I completely and utterly loved getting fucked in the ass. I couldn't even think I was so enveloped in the moment. He was giving me the attention you never have. And it took this level of humiliation for you to finally figure out how to attend to my cock." "You what? I thought...I thought you hated that. I thought you hated me. Please. Don't be mad. It may not have been what you expected, but he did what we needed, didn't he?" He opened the door. I was still naked and he was too. "I love you, Lucy" "I love you too, Babe. Hihi," I giggled. "What? You're laughing at me? I'm still pissed at you." "I know I know. I'm just still really horny, you know?" I look down and see his dick is standing straight up. "And I'm not the only one. Come on, bend over. I wanna eat your ass." "You what? Why? That's...dirty." "Yeah yeah," I said turning his shoulders and escorting him back to the bed. "I sucked a cock that came out of that ass, and I loved every minute of that. Come on, he was reaally rough with you. My tongue will feel soothing on your sore hole. C'mon lemme pleasure you." "What about you? Aren't you sore too?" "Me? Hihi I'm great. You may have loved Bryce's cock in your ass, but I'd never take anything that big on a regular basis. Buuuut, I'm in love with trying a better fit. What do you say, honey? He taught us how to enjoy ourselves, so you're gonna fuck my ass right after I eat yours, and we're not gonna leave this room till we cum five times a piece." "Lucy, I don't know if I have that in me." I pushed him down over the corner of the bed and thrust my tongue into his hole. It tasted like Bryce. "You'll be fine, babe. Just do your best." As soon as I started rimming him, he began slowly humping the end of the bed, so I reaches around and grabbed his cock. I could already feel his precum against my thumb as I rubbed the tip. "Ahhhh" he moaned. "Ma..maybe I underestimated myself. Lucy, that's amazing." "I know. You're my good boy. Are you gonna cum for me?" "Ahh. Mmmm Huuu. Yessss!" The moans that I loved so much were back, and they were all for me. I did this and Bryce was no where to be found. Just me and my boy. Tim sprayed a generous amount of cum onto my hand, especially considering all he'd been through, and as I was bringing it to my mouth, I decided to test something by putting my hand in front of Tim's face instead and to my surprise, he started licking it clean. God, that made me so wet. I had to flip him onto his back and shove my tongue in his mouth while keeping my fingers in his ass. His moans, his cum and my tongue mixing harmoniously in his mouth with me on top of him, fingering his hole. The fact that our roles would normally be flipped made it all the more amazing, but my ass was dying for his cock, which was already hard again. I rolled off of him, onto my back, and lifted my legs up. Doggy style was fun, but this is my man, and this was special. He was gonna look me in the eyes as he dominated my ass the way Bryce did to him. I knew he wasn't going to be gentle, but I got the shock of my life when he forced it in without even spitting on it. Bryce never came in me and Tim's cock was only a little slick on the tip. Combine that with how numb I was left from my previous pounding and this was pushed to the next level. I was starting to see him as my bitch, but what he did to me made me rethink this. I had no idea Tim had this kind of hip action. I guess with him being a bit shorter than Bryce, he didn't have to be so careful and he was going in and out faster than I'd been fucked in my life. I was screaming my head off, which only seemed to arouse him more. I guess a little bit of Bryce rubbed off on both of us. I couldn't hold it in. That spot Bryce was hitting inside my cunt? Well Tim was brutally striking it from my ass and I squirted right onto his face. But unlike Bryce, Tim didn't give me a break. I was numb and shaking and Tim just kept fucking me as hard as ever until, even past the numbness, I could feel his cock swell. Again, my man was gonna cum for me and it made me so happy. He released into my ass, but with the tip barely pressed in. Why didn't he go as deep as he could, I wondered, but I didn't wonder for long as Tim got on his knees and licked and sucked his load out of my ass before getting on top of me and transferring his love juice into my mouth through a passionate kiss. This is everything I never knew I ever wanted. This is my man. The man I wanted to spend the rest of my life exploring every method of pleasure possible, and receiving everything he had to give me. And he perfectly sealed the deal with me after his next words were, "So when's our next therapy session?" So there you have it. It's been five years now and Tim and I are happily married. Hihi, we were obsessed with anal for several months, but now it's a special treat. Neither of us have had a complaint about the other and it's all thanks to Bryce. So what about you? Who is Bryce to you?