A Therapeutic Relationship, Chapter Three - Sex Stories

A Therapeutic Relationship, Chapter Three

... better give her what she wants.”

His cock grew in her hand as she pumped it up and down the length of his shaft, faster and faster until it was throbbing.

“Oh, my God.” His thumb fumbled over his phone screen in search of the camera.

“Has she ever seen your cock before?”

He shook his head.

“No, she hasn’t.”

“She’s in for a treat then.”

The two of them shared a duet of moans as he recorded her jerking him off, their voices rising higher and higher, stopping just short of a crescendo before he sent the video through to Kim.

Kim: Holy shit.

Kim: Pete, have you been hiding that from me this whole time?

Peter: Yeah. You like it?

Kim: Fuck, yeah.

Kim: I can’t stop touching myself.

“Ask her how wet she is.”

Peter: How wet are you right now?

Kim: I’m soaked.

Kim: I’m teasing my clit with the tip of my finger. It’s driving me fucking wild.

“God, I would love to see that.”

Peter: Can you send a picture? My girlfriend and I are dying to see.

Kim: Yeah, hold on.

A few moments later an image was sent through to his phone showcasing a closeup of Kim’s pussy, her panties nowhere in sight, her fingers spreading it open, the slick, pink flesh inside contrasting the dark pigment of her outer lips.

“It kind of looks like mine,” she whispered in his ear. He nodded in agreement.

“It does, doesn’t it?”

She slipped her hand between her thighs and spread her legs open, biting her bottom lip as her hips moved with the rhythm set by ...

... her fingers.

Kim: Well?

Kim: What do you guys think?

Peter: My girlfriend’s enjoying herself right now.

Kim: Yeah?

Kim: Is she playing with herself?

Peter: She is.

Kim: And what about you?

Peter: My cock is throbbing right now.

Peter: I’m stroking myself slowly so I don’t cum too soon.

Kim: I bet you have great self-control.

Peter: I do.

Kim: Can you last a long time?

Peter: Yes, I can.

Kim: I wish you were here right now. I want to feel you inside me.

Peter: Me too.

Kim: You could fuck me while your girlfriend watches and gets off on it.

Kim: And then we could take turns.

“God, I would fucking love that.” She slipped a finger inside her, then another, plunging them deep in her cunt over and over again, faster and faster, her hips rolling on the bed, her lips parting to let her voice escape.

Peter: I think she approves.

Kim: Good.

Kim: Do you?

Peter: Yeah, I do.

Peter: I’m not gonna last much longer.

Kim: Send me another video. I want to see you cum for me.

Peter: Only if you send me one first.

A long, silent pause followed, giving him time to wonder if he had taken it a step too far. Just as he was about to send a follow-up text, a video appeared on his phone. He tilted the screen so she could see, feeling her weight leaning against his shoulder. Kim’s pussy came into view when he tapped the play button, her fingers rubbing her clit in circles as she moaned in the background.

“Pete, I’m so wet ...