A Therapeutic Relationship, Chapter Five - Sex Stories

A Therapeutic Relationship, Chapter Five

... of her body. Even then, he could see how slick and swollen they were.

She sat up again just long enough to retrieve her phone, lying back down as she gave him a closeup view of the action. Her free hand slid between her thighs, her fingers running up and down the outer folds of her cunt. A heavy moan slipped through her lips as she focused on her clit, teasing it with a direct touch from her fingertip.

“God, I want to eat you out so badly.”

“I want you to.”She stretched her pussy open with two fingers, plunging them deep inside over and over again.“I want to cum all over your face.”

“I’m not gonna last much longer.”

“Do it, baby. I want you to cum just for me this time.”

His hips rose off the bed, higher and higher with each stroke of his wrist. His vision blurred until he could no longer make out the woman fingering herself on his phone screen. All he could hear was the volume of her moans, and that was more than enough. His hips clenched in place as jets of cum shot up from the tip of his cock.

“Oh, my God.”Kim’s voice came out in a low, breathy squeal.“That’s so fucking hot.”

His vision came back just in time to see her hips buck beyond her control, her fingers buried in her pussy all the way down to the knuckles as they rode out her orgasm. It wasn’t until she started to catch her breath when he felt the pools of semen forming in the crevice of his hand.

“Did you cum too?”

“Did I cum?”She laughed at the question, rightfully so.“Pete, I’ve ...

... been fucked by cocks bigger than yours that couldn’t make me cum that hard.”

“Well.” He took a moment to draw in a breath. “I guess I’ll take that as a compliment then.”

“Turn your camera back around. I want to see you.”

He flipped it back over to face him. She greeted him with a smile, sweet and content.

“Hey, handsome.”

“Hey, gorgeous.” She giggled in a way he had never heard her giggle before, like he had just tackled her onto the bed and tickled her until she was laughing so hard that she couldn’t breathe. He knew from that moment that he wanted to hear that giggle again.

“What time does your girlfriend get home?”

He checked the time on his phone.

“Pretty soon, actually.”

“And she’s okay with what you and I just did?”

He nodded.

“She encouraged it, actually.”

“Oh, really?”The tone of her voice spelled out some kind of trouble. He wasn’t sure if he should be intrigued or concerned about what was running through her mind.

“Yeah, why?”

“I was just thinking.”

“About what?”

“About what the three of us did last night.”

“What about it?”

She shrugged.

“Do you think she’d be open to doing something like that, you know, in person?”

“You mean the three of us?”

“Uh-huh.”

His heart jumped up in his throat and skipped a beat before coming back down again. A thousand and one questions raced through his mind; questions that included whether he had the stamina to keep up with two women, how such a thing would be arranged, and ...