Lisa's Milk Problem Ch. 04 Version 02 - Sex Stories

Lisa's Milk Problem Ch. 04 Version 02

... gnawed at her.

“Would it be appropriate?” She pondered. Her relationship with Jason had evolved, blossomed into something profound, yet the intimacy she craved now extended beyond him. The thought of being with all four men, not just as her therapists but as lovers, ignited a fire within her. Was she polyamorous? The question echoed in her mind. She didn’t just want their touch; she yearned for them to claim her, to fill her in a way that transcended the therapy sessions. She wanted them to cum inside her, a craving that made her question her own identity. Was she transforming into a cumslut? The term, though jarring, seemed to resonate with a hidden part of her.

Her newfound sexuality was a tapestry of complex desires. There was something about being the focal point of multiple men, the center of their attention, that thrilled her. A gangbang.

And then there was the interracial aspect, something about these sessions had sparked a deep attraction within her. This was her first time with such deep intimate physical contact with black men. She admired the contrast — her pale, soft skin against their darker, more muscular forms. The sight of their large manhoods, barely contained by their underwear, their full lips, and the strength in their jaws that had so effectively, so skillfully worked on her nipples. All this had filled her with a longing. The attraction was perhaps mutual, she thought. She could sense their desire, a palpable force in the room. The men, too, ...

... seemed drawn to her, their gazes lingering, bodies tensing in an unspoken admission of their longing. The idea of being with her, not just as a client but as a woman to suckle and fuck everyday, either alone or as a group, was an alluring prospect.

As she was contemplating the complexity of her feelings, a newfound courage began to stir within her. This was about more than just therapy; it was about exploring the depths of her desires, about embracing an aspect of her sexuality She wanted to feel each of them, to experience the fullness of their big black cocks, and to surrender to the raw power of their collective passion.

Yet, she remained silent, her voice captive to her inhibitions.

She wanted to have sex tonight, perhaps at least with Jason, but the path to articulating it was clouded with uncertainty. Could she step beyond the boundaries of therapist and client, and embrace the raw, unfiltered connection that beckoned her? The question remained unanswered as the room basked in the afterglow of their shared experience, a chapter yet to be written in the saga of their unconventional journey.

On second thought, her body, still quivering and hypersensitive from the overwhelming sensory journey it had just undergone, gently whispered its limitations, “Not now”. Her clit and pussy were still throbbing and had worn out from the constant ache and craving, and needed some rest before they were ready. Otherwise, sex would be a perfect ending to this encounter. Perhaps, ...