10 Şubat 2021

The Therapist Ch. 01

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Curtis Reed, a 32 years old consultant, had been divorced for 2 years. The separation had been difficult; despite the couple’s constant arguing that had pushed them apart, Curtis had kept strong feelings for his ex wife. A few months after the divorce, he began dating again, and had a few short-lived relationships. But really moving on from his ex-wife Karen seemed impossible to him.

To help rebuild his life, Curtis had begun to see doctor Parker, a psychologist, about 6 months earlier. Dr Parker was a 38 years old brunette; her tight skirts and slim fitted shirts, tied hair and large glasses gave her a somewhat conservative and severe look, that contrasted with her natural warmth. Curtis found her very attractive, but knew better than to try anything with his therapist. She had made him talk through his feelings and understand better the reasons why he couldn’t seem to let go of his old life, providing him enough clarity to continue moving forward.

As he continued to see her twice a week, Curtis had always kept her updated on his relationships, but even when he explained how things had gone wrong with them, Dr Parker felt there was something missing. She could tell he was leaving out an important part of why things didn’t go well with his partners. She figured it had to be something that he had enjoyed in his marriage, but couldn’t seem to find with other women, something significant that he always seemed to avoid during their sessions…

Relying on the solid trust they had built over the past 6 months, Dr Parker eventually decided to venture her educated guess at the beginning of one of their therapy sessions:

“Curtis, there is an important aspect of your relationships that you’ve never brought up. You’ve been very open with me about a lot of things, yet somehow you’ve always seemed to avoid this particular subject.”

“What do you mean, doctor?”

“From the things you’ve told me, it’s a little difficult to really understand why things often seem to end abruptly in your recent relationships, compared to your marriage. You seem to have found most of the qualities you were looking for in the women you dated, there was no major incident, and yet it never quite worked out with any of them. This leads me to think that the subject you’ve been avoiding must have played a significant role.” She paused, giving her patient a moment to process. “So today, let’s talk about your sex life.”

“Oh… that. I don’t know, doctor.”

It was obvious this wasn’t a topic Curtis was comfortable talking about.

“I know it’s never easy talking about your intimate life. But if we want to get to the bottom of your issues, we have to talk about it at some point. And by now, you know well enough that there is no judgment here, I only want to help you. Whatever may come up during the session, I won’t be shocked or upset. This is a safe place.”

“Alright,” Curtis replied, nodding.

“Were you satisfied with your intimate life with Karen?”

“Yeah. I had… managed to find my balance.”

“And what about the other women you’ve dated after your separation?”

“It was… alright, I guess. Most of them were very attractive, and we had sex very often.”

Dr Parker nodded, and said:

“But it sounds like something was missing.”

“Yeah, you could say that, I suppose,” Curtis replied, avoiding eye contact.

“Were there some things they wanted to do that made you uncomfortable?”

“Not really, no.”

“Maybe the other way around then? Were there some things you would have liked to do with them, but that they didn’t want to do?”

“Kind of, I guess.”

Curtis knew where Dr Parker was trying to get, but he was purposefully avoiding offering the answer she was looking for. The doctor knew she had to push through his reluctance, and asked:

“Was there something in your intimate life that you enjoyed with Karen, but couldn’t find with your other partners?”

“Sort of…”

“Tell me about it,” she said, in a voice that sounded equally benevolent and assertive.

Curtis blushed slightly.

“Okay. It wasn’t exactly… something that I did with Karen. More like, um, something on the side.”

He let out a soft chuckle, trying to deflect his embarrassment. Keeping a neutral expression, Dr Parker asked:

“Did you sleep with other women while you were with her?”

“No, it didn’t go that far.” He paused. He didn’t want to, but he knew he had to tell her. “It’s, um… There’s one thing that I like to do, that my wife wasn’t into, and I’d found someone else who was willing. But after my divorce, I stopped seeing that person. And I don’t want to be that sort of guy anymore, but the women I’ve been with since don’t share this… fantasy. This has left me quite frustrated.”

“I can understand that. Is that why you couldn’t stay with them?”

“It’s not the only reason, but it did play a part, yeah.”

Dr Parker nodded. She took a moment to think, then asked:

“Tell me, then. What is that fantasy?”

Curtis’ face turned scarlet. Only casino siteleri a few minutes into the session, his therapist had cornered him.

“It’s, you know… kinda silly and embarrassing. I’m not sure I should say.”

“I already told you, Curtis, there’s no judgment. Besides, what fantasy isn’t embarrassing? Whatever it is, it’s okay.”

Curtis could always tell her to change the subject, but he understood that they wouldn’t be able to go any further if he did, and he wanted to continue those sessions. Both because he felt they helped him, but also, deep down, because he just wanted to continue seeing Dr Parker… He took a deep breath.

“I, um… I like to be watched when I… touch myself.”

So far, Dr Parker had kept a perfectly neutral expression. But this revelation ostensibly hit her, as if it somehow resonated with her. She quickly regained her composure, and luckily, her patient had been looking at the floor when he spoke, and didn’t see her reaction.

“Okay,” the doctor said with slow nod and a benevolent smile. “You said there was a woman that you used to fulfill this fantasy with, back when you were married? Tell me about it.”

“Yeah, it was…”

~ Three years earlier… ~

My wife Karen’s sister, Alice, was staying with us for a few days. She didn’t live far from us, and her house was undergoing a fumigation process, so we welcomed her. It was the weekend and Karen had gone out shopping. Alice was also out, and I had the house to myself for what I thought would be a few hours.

A little confession. When I’m alone in the house, I like to strip naked. I don’t consider myself a naturist, it’s just that… the feeling that anyone could walk in and see me, it makes me… horny. I’ve never really told my wife about it, I guess I’m entitled to my little kinks.

I threw away my clothes in the bedroom and went to the living room. I could already feel my arousal grow. I walked past the large mirror that we have in the living room, and looked at my reflection. I was already hard. I grabbed my penis and balls as I stood in front of the mirror.

That wasn’t the first time I was doing this. I’d always had this fantasy of having someone watch me at my most vulnerable moment. Looking at my reflection as I touched myself somewhat satisfied this desire; it made me feel so naughty. I began to squeeze my balls and stroke my erection. I spat on it to make it more slippery, and soon I was sliding my hand up and down, making loud wet sounds that echoed in the room.

I closed my eyes, and slipped into the fantasy of having several women standing around me, watching me masturbate. I called upon the image of the first few that came to my mind. Karen, of course. But I knew watching me wasn’t really her thing. Then Frances and Laura, the two hottest women at my agency. Then, Alice sprang into my mind. Imagining my wife’s sister, standing in front of me, watching me stroke myself, it made me so horny that I began to moan. Focusing on that image of her, I said out loud:

“Oh, Alice… You like to watch me masturbate… You like to see me stroke that big cock and play with my balls…”

“Actually, I think I do…”

I suddenly froze. That voice was not part of my imagination, it came from behind me. And I recognized it. I wasn’t alone in the house anymore. There I was, standing naked in the middle of my living room, my cock and balls in my hands in front of a giant mirror, far away from anything I could possibly use to cover myself.

I opened my eyes. Looking into the mirror, I saw Alice’s reflection. She was standing at the entrance to the living room, behind me. From there, she could see both my back, and my front in the reflection. She had a wicked smile on her face. I had been caught red handed. She had even heard me call out her name. There was no point in trying to deny anything.

“H-how long have you been…” I stuttered.

“Long enough,” she replied as she entered the room and walked towards me, still wearing that disarming smile. “But, don’t stop on my account,” she added, teasingly biting the tip of her thumb.

I didn’t understand what was happening. Why was she still here, why was she smiling like that? Why didn’t she apologize for walking in on me? But… I’d just been calling out her name while I was touching myself… calling out my sister in law’s name. Maybe I should be the one apologizing…

“I’m… I’m so sorry…” I muttered.

“Turn around and face me.”

Awkwardly hiding my manhood, I turned towards my sister in law. She was standing less than six feet away from me. Looking at me at my most vulnerable, she bit her lower lip, then said:

“I want you to continue what you were doing.”

“What?”

“A moment ago, you seemed to enjoy the idea of me watching you,” she said, chuckling.

I was still frozen in place, unsure what to do. Alice said:

“Okay, just remove your hands. Let me look at you.”

Defeated, I let my arms fall to my sides. My pulsing erection, glistening in my precum and saliva, sprang slot oyna up before my sister in law. She watched it throb for a few seconds, with an equally mischievous and delighted smile.

“Hmm… not bad,” she said, chuckling.

I’d always found Alice to be a very attractive woman. Tall, thin, blonde and beautiful, she looked a lot like my wife, maybe even hotter. Or perhaps that was just the good old sister in law fantasy speaking. We had a good relationship and enjoyed spending time with each other, but it was mostly in Karen’s presence. There’d actually been only a very few occasions where it was just the two of us. But from what I knew of her, I would have never imagined this would be her reaction if she caught me masturbating. I figured she would have simply walked away, at most catching a glimpse… Not facing me like she was, and taking advantage of my embarrassment.

“So let me get this straight,” she said. “You were just masturbating.”

I coyly nodded.

“And you were imagining me watching you.”

There was no point trying to deny it. Again, I nodded.

“So, that’s you fantasy. To imagine your sister in law watching you masturbate,” she said, teasingly biting her index. “That’s what makes you so hard.”

I had never felt so vulnerable as I was right now. Naked and erect, standing in front my fully dressed sister in law while she stared me down with her sly smile, knowing about my fantasy. Despite my utter shame, there was another feeling that was quickly taking over me. I had never felt so turned on in my life. This situation was pressing all the right buttons. Hell, it was pretty much what I’d been fantasizing about moments before! As I looked into her eyes, I realized I wanted her to stare. I wanted her to see my pulsing hard cock. I wanted to do what she told me.

And it seemed she was on the same page.

“Grab your cock with your right hand.”

I eagerly obeyed, and waited for her next instructions.

“Now, spit on it. I noticed you liked to do that.”

I hesitated for a moment, then gathered some saliva in my mouth, and dropped it on my erection.

“Now stroke, slowly.”

Was I really going to do that? To masturbate in front of my sister in law?

I couldn’t help myself. I began sliding my hand up and down my shaft, making loud wet noises.

“Play with your balls with your other hand.”

I cupped them with my free hand, and began to gently squeezed them, as I continued to look into my sister in law’s eyes.

“Tell me, Curtis, when was the last time you came?”

“Um… Three days ago.”

“Your balls must be pretty full,” she said. Her impish smile was only growing wider, it was obvious she enjoyed the control she had taken over me. “You were eager to empty them a moment ago, right?”

“Yes…”

“Do you still want to do that, now that I’m here?”

“Y-yes…”

“Come closer.”

I obeyed. I was completely submitting to her, and I had never felt so aroused. There I was, in my own house, stroking my cock and squeezing my balls 3 feet away from my fully clothed sister in law, who was standing with her arms crossed and a wicked smile.

“Spit on your cock again. Now, remove your hand from your balls and stroke faster. I want to see your balls bounce back and forth.”

I did as she instructed. The wet sounds of my hand sliding up and down filled the room. I felt my climax was starting to build up, when Alice said:

“Don’t come yet. When you’re almost there, I want you to stop.”

No more than a couple of seconds later, I had to remove my hand. Alice watched my glistening erection throb, as a large drop of precum oozed from the tip and landed on the floor. I had never taken part in such a crude display before. Not with my wife, not with anyone. I was on the edge of my orgasm, my cock throbbing with anticipation, waiting for my sister in law to allow me come.

“Again. Stroke it fast and stop before you come.”

I edged myself once more, and removed my hand. While I managed to stop before reaching my orgasm, a small drop of sperm oozed out of my penis and landed on the floor.

“Did I tell you to ejaculate?” Alice asked.

“N-no…”

“Grab your cock and balls, and stay still.”

I obeyed.

“Now, if you want to come, you have to ask for my permission.”

“Alice… Can I come now?”

“You’ll have to do better than that.”

I would have said just about anything to be granted my climax.

“Alice, please, may you allow me to have an orgasm?”

She nodded and said:

“Alright. But here’s what you’re going to do. As soon as you begin ejaculating, you will remove your hands entirely. I want to watch your cock throb when you come.”

“Yes…”

“Now, stroke yourself. Slowly. Keep this pace until the end.”

Looking into my sister in law’s eyes, I resumed stroking my erection and massaging my balls, as slowly as I could. I felt my climax start to build up again. Suddenly, I knew I had crossed the point of no return, and began to grunt. Looking canlı casino siteleri at Alice, I removed my hands.

Here eyes were glued to my erection as I began ejaculating. Having reached my climax, I felt my muscles contracting uncontrollably, and my cock began throbbing as it shot one rope of semen after the other. Breaking eye contact with my sister in law, I looked down to see my thick gushes land on the floor, forming long white lines. It took every bit of willpower I had to not stroke my cock. It would have felt so good to touch it… but somehow, following Alice’s instructions felt even better. Obediently, I just let my cock pulsate, shooting out more and more of my sperm as I groaned with abandon, offering Alice a perfect view of this most intimate display.

“Now, you can stroke it again. And make sure to squeeze every last drop.”

I rushed to seize my shaft and resumed pumping it at a blurring speed. It almost felt like a second, more powerful orgasm was taking over as I finished draining myself in front of my sister in law. It was the most intense pleasure I had ever experienced.

When my orgasm subsided, I continued squeezing my slowly deflating penis, drawing out the last drops of semen. Slowly coming to my senses, I realized I had just experienced my biggest fantasy, and it had been as amazing as I had imagined.

~ Back in Dr Parker’s office… ~

“And… that’s how it started,” Curtis said. “We both knew it wouldn’t stop there. She had obviously enjoyed it a lot too.”

Dr Parker did her best to hide how much Curtis’ story was resonating with her own fantasies, and thankfully, her patient was too caught up in his own retelling to notice how his therapist’s breathing had been growing deeper.

“How did things go from there?”

“Well, she made me promise that…” Curtis chuckled, embarrassed. “She made me promise to always ask for her permission to masturbate. And whenever possible, I would have to do it in her presence.” He paused. “We developed that strange dual relationship over time. Whenever we were with Karen or other people, we would just be regular friendly in-laws. But when it was just the two of us… well, actually, we’d even written some sort of… contract.” He chuckled nervously again.

“Do you still have this contract?”

“Um… Yeah.”

“Can I see it?”

Curtis gulped, then took a deep breath.

“Alright…”

He reached for his phone, and browsed through some files, then hesitantly handed Dr Parker the device, with the document open. She read out loud.

“This is a sexual contract binding Curtis Reed to Alice Miller.

I, Curtis Reed, consent to the following rules:

I must always ask for her permission when I wish to masturbate,

Outside of marital intercourse, I am not allowed to have an orgasm without her explicit permission,

Unless specifically authorized, I will only masturbate in her presence and follow any instructions she may give me,

I will let her take pictures of videos of me at her discretion.

When alone with her, I will immediately strip naked whenever she snaps her fingers.

Signed, Curtis Reed and Alice Miller.”

Dr Parker read it silently one more time, then gave the phone back to her patient.

“I see. How long did this go on?”

“Until Karen and me got separated So, about a year. After that, I never saw Alice again.”

“You had become attached to this pattern with her, and it’s difficult for you to live without this now.”

“Yeah…”

“I understand.” Dr Parker leaned forward, resting her elbow on her desk and joining her hands. “Let’s talk a little about what specifically makes you sexually aroused in this kind of situation. Stop me if I’m wrong. You like the vulnerability. The asymmetrical relationship. The submission. The forbidden intimacy.”

Curtis nodded at each statement. Dr Parker continued.

“You enjoy giving another woman power over your most intimate bodily functions, over your pleasure.”

“Yes…”

“Did you always respect the contract that you had with her?”

“Yes.”

“So you really never masturbated without telling her?”

“No.”

“Why?”

“Because it… it feels so much better when I do it with her permission. I… like being told when I can masturbate, and how.”

“Did Alice make you edge? Did she sometimes make you stop without granting you an orgasm?”

“Um… Yes. At times she could do that several times in a row.”

“I see,” Dr Parker said, nodding.

Curtis hadn’t realized how the conversation had progressively taken a sharp turn. This was no longer about his feelings and emotions; she was asking about practical details. And, having moved on from his initial reluctance, he was now willing to answer any question she would ask.

“What was the most intense orgasm you ever experienced?”

“It was with Alice… probably that first time I just told you about.”

“So masturbating in front of her gave you more pleasure than, say, having sex with your wife?”

“Y-yes…”

“Now that you don’t see Alice anymore, do you still masturbate?”

“Well, yes…”

“How often?”

“Um, about… every day, or every couple of days.”

“When was your last orgasm, Curtis?”

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