She probed into my past til I probed into her present- Dr./Patient Encounter

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Wait, what? No. No, I don't feel taken advantage of in this situation.

What the hell are you talking about? Okay, yeah, I mean, I understand. It was a little, is a little unconventional in a way, but I don't know, what can I say? I'm an unconventional guy.

No, I'm telling you, like, I don't feel conflicted or guilty or exploited or any of that in this interaction. I feel really lucky and really proud to be sleeping with my mom's best friend, the woman who lived next door to me most of my life, who I thought of as a second mommy. And yeah, there's some taboo, you know, twists and turns in it, but I really didn't think that psychoanalysis was going to involve fixating on this so much.

Yeah, I'm certain of this. What, which part has got you so perturbed over there? Is it the fact that she caught on to the fact that we were watching porn and telling dirty stories in her basement every single afternoon and decided to join us for a little, you know, sex education?

And because she was a very educated, intelligent, refined woman and she wanted to cultivate like attitudes in us about sex and comfort with our bodies. It doesn't matter how old we were, we were 18 for your purposes, but what is it a crime for a woman to be naked? I mean, he was her son for God's sake and I was a close family friend.

It's fine just for her to be naked in front of us was a big deal. Okay, yeah, I did tell you about the one instance where, well, I just got so overcome with desire and sexual tension. She usually didn't get fully nude, you know, and that one particular day she came downstairs and plopped down on the couch in between us, but not before standing in front of us, fully blocking the TV while we were watching a step-mom porn scene.

And she faced us and slowly disrobed head to toe and we were beside ourselves with excitement by that point, you know, barely concealing our giddiness. And then, yeah, I did without a word and kind of unexpectedly, especially to her son, stand up and finish on her tits. I guess that was bold, but if anything, I was the one going out on a limb there.

I certainly wasn't taking advantage of the situation. You want to hear more about that? What else is there really to say? I mean, my friend's mom and I, we would tell dirty stories and masturbate together.

And him and I both really liked it. Him and I would fantasize about fucking her together. And then the one day she got fully naked and we sat there all self-pleasuring.

And then I stood up, kind of impulsively, squared up with her face to face, looked her dead in the eyes and let it go, squirt after squirt all over her. Beautiful, perfect shaped, slightly hanging, but so full and round. This came all over her tits.

I really drenched them too. It was quite the, quite a lot of volume to that look. It was one of those ones I felt like I could feel it from my toes surging up, but it wasn't badly received.

She, she rolled with it. She even told me when he wasn't around that she liked it and she liked that he was jealous about it. So yeah, I don't know why you're fixating on this stuff as a source of a problem.

And we held off for a long time before commencing our sexual affair, Kelly and I. And like I said, I'm very lucky and very proud and very happy to be fucking her. Why are you looking so flustered, Dr.

Sweeney? Is this, are you asking all these questions about Kelly because you are turned on by it? It just now occurred to me, but I think that might be what's going on here.

Oh, you sure are getting flustered now. Usually such an elegant, smooth talker. You look a little flustered, Dr.

Sweeney. What is it about it that does it for you? You like an older woman and a younger man? Yeah.

My mommy Kelly's probably about your age actually. You might be a little younger. Yeah, you kind of got a similar vibe too.

She's very educated, just like you as a psychologist. Your body language has changed so much. That's kind of what hers looked like that made me feel invited to finish all over her chest.

The first, I made the first move. I started with letting her catch me in her underwear drawer, cumming on her sheets, tarring naps, and then standing up and nutting all over her perfect breasts. But your posture now, Dr.

Sweeney, is kind of like hers was that made me feel so invited to do that. She had her legs open, almost like what they call man's plate or, you know, dude's bread, and her chest lifted, and her back arched upper and lower. That's why those tits were just calling to be glazed, you know.

I notice you're not adjusting or objection. You're showing no objection to what I'm saying. You know, Dr.

Sweeney, I never really thought about it. But, you are one sexy psychologist. And the fact that you're not rebuking what I'm saying here, and the fact that you really seem to like these stories, I'm almost wondering if you don't want me to throw you down on your desk and fuck you right here.

Yeah, I thought I was getting warmer. Okay, let's lock the door. Okay, I'll get it.

Get that skirt up. Oh, you're so wet, already. Fuck.

Oh, God. Oh, hey, Dr. Sweeney.

Nice to meet you on this level here. Fuck, doc. Oh, shit.

Oh, God, you're wet and tight, just as I suspected. Yeah, that's it. Oh, you still got your high heels on.

I can see them in the mirror. Point those fucking high heels up at the sky. I want somebody to walk by and just see a red high heel peeking out from the blinds, straight up in the air.

And I'll stop and listen and start to hear your desk fucking rattling in here. You moaning, my hips lapping into you. Fuck, Dr.

Sweeney. Fuck, yes. Yes, this is fucking all of a sudden and unexpectedly the best fucking therapy session we've had.

Yes, Dr. Sweeney. Yes.

Oh, fuck yes. God. Some people just fucking really got it going for them, doc.

Like you, you're smart. You're successful. You help people.

You got style and beauty and you got a pussy like a fucking silk bear trap or something. God damn, that's good. God damn, you like it when I'm mad.