A Therapeutic Relationship, Chapter Six - Sex Stories

A Therapeutic Relationship, Chapter Six

... eyesore, with overgrown clumps of grass, pieces of asphalt that had been chipped off by years of harsh weather, rusted window frames, and railings of walkways that further challenged the structural integrity of the building.

“Well,” he said. “You were right; this was worth it.”

“I know it is.” With those words spoken, she threw her seatbelt off, reached over, grabbed the back of his head, and pulled herself to him, moaning through her nose as she pressed her lips against his so hard that he could feel her teeth on the other side of her mouth.

Her hand found its way to the crotch of his jeans, her fingers fishing for the zipper. She giggled against his lips before she broke the kiss.

“Well, this is awkward. It’s been a long time since I’ve done this in a car.”

“Here.” He put the car in park, unbuckled his seatbelt, and unzipped his fly for her, granting her hand access to slip through the opening and reach for his cock.

“Are you gonna get hard for me this time?”

“Yeah,” he nodded, his breath heavy with anticipation. “It’s just me and you now. No distractions.”

“Good boy.” She shifted in her seat and started pumping her fist up and down the length of his shaft. He could feel her gaze focused on the tip, her moans matching the rhythm of his.

Just as it was beginning to throb, she bent forward and swallowed the head whole, stroking his foreskin with her lips. His moans grew louder and longer, his fingers running through her hair as her head bobbed up ...

... and down in his lap.

He tilted his head back and looked out the windshield through squinted eyes. There was a parking garage in front of him, every bit as deserted and forgotten as the office building. Until he saw a woman peering over the railing from one of the higher levels. She turned her head over her shoulder and pointed down at their car. A man walked into view and leaned over the railing to see for himself. Then he wrapped his arms around her waist and started kissing the side of her neck. She tilted her head back and leaned back against him, his hands moving up to her breasts, groping them through her blouse before he took her hand and led her out of sight.

Chloe popped the head of his cock out of her mouth, swollen and slick with her saliva. She panted for air as she stroked him, taking notice of his curiosity.

“What are you looking at?”

“Looks like we’re not the only ones having fun over here.”

“Oh, yeah?”

“Yeah. There’s a couple making out up there.”

Her gaze followed the direction of his finger to no avail.

“You can’t see them now, but they were just there.”

“That’s actually really hot.”

He turned his attention back to her.

“Not nearly as hot as you in that shirt.”

Her gaze met his, the grin on her face ready to pounce on him at any moment.

“Oh, you like me in this, do you?”

He nodded, his eagerness on full display.

“You look so sexy in it. I love the way it barely fits you.”

She jerked him off faster, the pulse of ...