Sexy Therapist Novels & Stories

“You want me to...” He nodded. “Suck your nipple. Suck it as if I were there.” I lifted one breast, bending down slightly, and allowing my tongue to circle my nipple. Within seconds, it was hard against my tongue. I sucked, flicking my tongue across both my nipples and around my areolas. An electric sensation coursed through my body as I slipped my hand between my thighs, stroking my already-sensitive clit. “Tell me what you’re doing,” he asked between ragged breaths as he stroked his dick, now visible, its head shiny and coated with a generous amount of precum. “Tell me.”

“It’s supposed to be lowkey.” Tyler grabbed a pack of gummy bears and tossed them in the cart. “Honestly? Smart move. But your therapist though? Come on, Raine. That’s some N*****x original type of drama.” “Yeah, yeah,” I muttered. “I know it’s dumb.” He grinned. “You should’ve told me. Tyson would've made it go viral. The guy's been so single lately, people think we share the same sexuality.” How quickly he recovered from the news shocked me, but then again this was Tyler.

And sex, well Sebestian can have sex with many girls and then his ex-mate understands his pain, Sebestian will make sure he will hire hot girls so that I can fuck them whenever he feels like. Talking about sex, it's time for him to fuck someone and release his stress. He called Staeven and asked a number of some random hot girls; and he gave me one. He didn't ask anything about Amelia maybe he didn't know she is the one whom his parents hire. Sebestian called the girl and asked her to come home, she agreed and told him that she will reach within half an hour or so. The girl came, she was extremely hot and sexy. And Sebestian fucked her brain out, she kept on begging for more and Sebestian ke

"But sex with him is so fucking boring. He just sticks it in me, cums within a minute, then rolls over and starts snoring. I can't carry on like this." "I have a suggestion, love, which has to be better than a messy affair," her mother said. "My friend Mandy mentioned a sex therapist called Scott Baker. Now, she's not a client. But she had a one night stand with him recently, and says he is absolutely fantastic. The best sex teacher ever, she says. Saved her marriage, she reckons. "This Mr. Baker is fully qualified, has his own premises, and a website. Shall we have a look at his website now, my love, and you can see what you think?"

His deep husky voice was doing wicked things to Sreya's nether regions. "Asking me about me before having me researched would have been a good idea if you really appreciate authenticity". Fucking hypocrite. Fucking sexy hypocrite. Like literally, you know when they say "I put the hot in psychotic", that was Xaver. He put the hot in everything and the sex in sexy. "Patience isn't my forte". "I'm not surprised". "I'm asking now, Sreya" The way he said her name. Yeah, that shit made her wet. Like slick as fuck. It was literally raining. In her vagina. Shifting slightly, Sreya tried to adjust, sitting in soaked pants was the least comfortable thing.

Warning: Explicit sexual content, group sex, extremely rough sex, BDSM elements, consensual intense experience. 18+ only. All characters are adults. "OH GOD! OH FUCK! DAMIEN!" Serah's scream echoed through the penthouse suite, raw and primal, as Damien's massive cock hit a spot inside her that shouldn't exist.....a depth that defied anatomy, a place that made her see actual stars bursting behind her clenched eyelids.

As I moved towards the master bedroom, I could hear the sounds of pleasure and ecstasy slipping through the gap of the door. Looking thrоugh the little gap by the dооr, I saw my fiancée on all fours with her ass in the air, getting fucked dоggiе style bу Ellen, who had on a strap-on dildo. Selena's hands were tied and hooked up to the poles by the head of the bed. Mу fiancee has a small fetish about being tired and rendered immobile or rеѕtrаinеd. Once ѕhе iѕ, she's willing to go along with anything you want. She really gets turned on by it.

“Cosplay too. Put me in a collar, make me your puppy. Or—fuck—pretend you’re breaking in, pin me down, rape me, use me until I can’t walk.” My brain short-circuited. “Tyler Reyes, stop talking.” But he didn’t. “I want it all. Every filthy thing. Every fantasy I never said out loud. You—” He pressed his forehead to mine, pupils blown. “You’re the only one I trust to break me like that.” My heart slammed so hard I thought it’d crack my ribs. This wasn’t him. Not sober him. But hearing those words… hearing that desire pour out of his mouth…

"I'm sorry to say this but Sir Sebastian is allegedly impotent." The brunette gasped. "Oh my! How did you know?" "Do you remember Sasha from the Sales Department? She tried seducing him last month, even went as far as to show him her naked body and you know how sexy she is, but Mr. De Toro... didn't have any reaction." "He could be gay and she's just not his type." "Nah, don't you know his reputation? He probably slept with half of his female and male employees here." "Why am I not one of them?!" The brunette exclaimed before she pulled the other woman inside. "That is a shame then..."

He wasn’t just sculpting her body; he was commanding her surrender, shaping her desire stroke by stroke. The sharp scent of paint and the warmth of his touch filled the room, a chaotic blend of artistry and lust. She gripped his hand, her voice trembling with a mix of surprise and arousal. "Wait," she moaned, "You aren't naked,". To that, he smiled, "Relax. I want to make you cum first." Her breath caught, her pulse drumming in her ears, as his paint-slicked fingers trailed down, slipping between her thighs with a confidence that left her trembling. “Yes,” she gasped, her voice barely above a whisper, her lips brushing the curve of his neck.