THE THERAPIST 2

Book:TABOO Published:2024-8-26

THE THERAPIST 2
“Fuck. I can’t wait to watch you bury this big guy inside me. Fuck me till I’m not able to walk for two days. I want to stay at home while I reminisce about how good your cock is.” She whispered.
“Now be a good girl and put it in your mouth.” I commanded.
She obeyed.
Paula licked the tip of my member, with her eyes fixed on mine that was watching her. Her left hand was on my hip while the other teased my cock, stroking a little while licking my precum tip. She slowly put me inside her mouth and she sucked my tip. She pulled my member out with a little ‘pop’ and stroked again.
She was fucking teasing me and I was impatient. I stared at her, telling her to quit playing with my eyes. Paula smirked and pushed my cock inside her mouth again, this time hitting the back of her throat with half of my shaft unable to fit into her mouth. Paula got to work as she stroked my length while bobbing her head up and down.
I was groaning as I held her hair with both hands. I gathered her hair together and held it in one hand and stared at Paula who was looking up at me with lust. She continued to bob her head up and down, eyes already watering as she tried to deep-throat my length.
“Fuck, just like that, Paula.” I groaned and rolled my hips so that I was slowly beginning to thrust into her mouth.
I fisted her hair rather too aggressively as I thrust in and out of Paula’s mouth slowly. It’s obvious my length is too big to fit into her mouth. With her hands on my hips, I drilled my way into her mouth, thrusting in and out of her mouth fast and hard. Her eyes were watery as she stared at me with big open eyes. She couldn’t breathe and I knew, but I wasn’t letting her take my cock out of her mouth yet. I hit all the way in, hitting the back of her throat. Paula gagged, with her spit dripping down my cock. She tapped my hips to give her a time-out. So I pulled out of her mouth while smiling down at my therapist on her knees.
“Fuck, you were amazing,” I said to her.
Paula smiled and wiped the saliva off her face and mouth. I held my cock in my hand and stroked my hand up and down on it. I was fully erect and it was painfully hard. I needed to be inside her, I needed to fill her up right fucking now. I used Paula’s spit on my dick as a lubricant as I continued to stroke my length while I watched Paula still kneeling down.
“Blouse, off, now,” I ordered.
Paula started to unbutton her dress shirt with slightly shaky hands. She unbuttoned to the last and shrugged her shirt down her shoulders. She was wearing a black bra that was pretty small for her breasts. The bra held her breasts together as it pushed them upwards a little, making her breasts look fuller.
“Skirt. Off.” I said and dragged my pants down to my ankles as I stepped out of my pants and pushed them to the side.
Paula dragged her skirt down her body slowly. Fuck, she was fucking beautiful without a doubt. And it was still a mystery to me that my young sexy therapist was married. I tried not to stare at the wedding ring on her finger as she kicked her skirt to the side. Paula stared at and tucked her hair behind her ear.
“God, you’re fucking pretty,” I said and approached her.
I was still wearing my shirt, with only my pants off. I wrapped my arms around Paula’s waist and kissed her. I wasn’t slow with her or gave her a minute to meet up with my pace. I was an impatient man and she already knew that. I cupped the flesh of her butt cheeks in both my hands as I squeezed them. Paula moaned in my mouth with her lips trying to keep up with my own pace as we kissed. I licked her bottom lip and slipped my tongue inside her mouth to taste her. Paula slipped her hands inside my shirt to feel my body. Her hands roam my strong torso, feeling each muscle. I turned us around and slowly started to walk backward with our lips still locked and my hands still kneading her butt cheeks. They were big and soft.
I let go of her butt and reached for her bra and then I unhooked it. I stopped kissing her to help her take off her bra. I bit my lip at her perky full tits and her red nipples. I dropped her bra on the floor and resumed kissing her again, with my hands on her breasts as I massaged them. God, they were fucking soft. So soft, I could squeeze and massage her breasts all day. Paula moaned into my mouth, whimpered, and squirmed as I touched her. I went for her nipples, twisting them in between my fingers and Paula nearly lost it.
I pushed her down on the couch I was sitting on. I reached for the hem of my shirt and pulled it above my head, leaving me bare in front of her. I picked the small throw pillow and put it behind her back so she was leaning against the pillow. I went on my knees in front of her parted legs and leaned down to kiss her wet entrance. I licked her up and sucked her clit for a minute before replacing my tongue with my dick. My cock pushed inside her, stretching her slightly tight walls. Paula moaned silently with her eyes downwards where our bodies meet. It was fucking obvious my length was bigger than her husband’s.
Slowly, I pulled out and pushed right in again, this time hard, making her jerk up a little. I grabbed her thighs and spread them apart, pushing them forward so her thighs were pressed against her stomach. I hooked my arm underneath her knees so my hands were pressed against the couch. I started to thrust, not slow but fast. Paula moaned, hands on my shoulders to keep her steady. I groaned, all sweaty as I looked down at our bodies and where they met. My thrusts were fast and rough as I pounded into her, slamming her into the couch at every thrust I made.
“Fuck, Paula, you feel so fucking good.” I groaned. No longer kneeling down, but hovering above her with my weight on my toes, I grabbed her hips with my hands and rammed right into her.
Paula was crying and moaning at the same time.
“Does this feel good, huh, Paula?” I asked her while pushing in and out of her.
“Yes,” Paula screamed.
“Feel better than how your husband fuck you?” I asked her, bending a little so I was thrusting into her side.
“Fuck. Oh, my God, yes. Please, don’t stop. Just fuck me harder. Harder, Mr. Osborne.” She pleaded.
I groaned like an animal, pounding into her like one too. We were both sweating and her office smelled like sex. The tatata was fucking loud as our skin smacked against each other at every deep stroke. God, she was so wet and full with my cock buried inside her. I moaned, Paula groaned as I fucked her.
My thrusts were aggressive and rough. I pound into her like an animal, gently and slowly shifting the couch as I fucked her against it. I pulled out and Paula collapsed to the side, breathing and sweating profusely.
“Tired yet?” I asked and grabbed her. “Because I’m just getting started with you.
I flipped her so she was on her stomach. I bent her knees so they were tucked underneath her and pushed her face into the couch. I thrust into her again and grabbed her hair in one hand as I began to fill her up with my cock.
“Ooh, my God.” Paula moaned, holding onto the couch as I slammed right in and out.
“I’m gonna fuck you so good you won’t be able to think about anything but my cock.” I said and pound into her.
“And then I’m gonna fucking cum inside you while you secretly leak my cock even when you’re sleeping next to your husband. You wouldn’t want any cock but mine Paula.” I groaned as I smacked her ass.
She squealed and moaned. I held her hips, hand pushing her hips back to meet my thrust. Her big ass bounced to my thrust as I drilled into her big swollen pussy.
“I’m fucking cumming, Mr. Osborne.”
“You cum when I tell you to, Paula. Don’t you fucking cum yet.” I warned her and smacked her butt.
I pulled her head back with her hair and kissed her ear. I kissed her neck and bit her gently, marking her as I sucked. Paula cried out a moan with my length ramming into her like a beast.
“Please.” She cried, hand already reaching for her clit in between her legs.
“You cum when I tell you to, Paula. We’re both gonna cum at the same time.” I groaned into her ear as I licked her neck.
With my one hand pulling her hair, I cupped her breast with one hand. I squeezed the soft flesh and continued to penetrate her. Paula’s knees already felt weak and they were shaky.
I let go of her breast and her hair and pushed her face into the couch. My hand pressed her back against the couch while the other held her hip. I rolled my hips, drilling In and out of her aggressively. The tatata was clearly loud now, with my hips slapping against her ass.
“Please, let me cum, Mr. Osborne.” Paula pleaded, with her pleas muffled by the couch.
“Touch yourself.” I growled.
I was close too. I could feel my orgasm in the pit of my stomach. Paula brought her hand in between her legs and began to stroke her clit. She was screaming while moaning loudly. I smacked her hips.
“Stroke faster, Paula,” I growled and looked down at my dick appearing and disappearing In and out of her big swollen pussy.
“Fuck.” It was a beautiful sight to behold.
“I’m cumming.” Paula announced.
“Cum now.” I groaned and slammed into her hard as I finished inside her, shooting my semen right into her as I held onto her tightly.
Paula was also cumming, moaning, with her hand still in between her legs as her legs shook.
“Fuck.” She cried out, with her legs and body still vibrating.
She already climaxed.
With both of us breathing loudly, I pulled out of her and she collapsed on the couch with her chest rising and falling. I crashed next to her, exhausted and tired. I turned to look at her and Paula was already staring at me, smiling.
“Now I know why you have a smaller number of women. God, you’re an animal.” Paula said.
I chuckled.
“You tired yet?”
“Nah. I’m just getting started with you.” Paula said with a small smile.
“I’ve never been fucked like that before. Everything with my husband is just vanilla. I’ve always wanted to be fucked this way. To end up exhausted with shaky legs. You sure know how to fuck your women, don’t you?” Paula winked at me.
I smirked and looked away from her.
“I guess my session just ended, yeah?”
“Yeah. I’m expecting a married couple in less than ten minutes.”
I stood up at once.
“Then I better start going.” I smiled at Paula and got dressed.
“Thanks. I can’t wait to have you inside me again. I want you to ruin me more, Mr. Osborne.” Paula said.
I put on my shirt with a smirk on my lips as I stared at her. I leaned down to kiss her on the lips.
“You’re a beautiful woman and I can’t wait wait to fuck you again either,” I said into her mouth and stood up.
“I’ll see you around, Paula.” I winked at her and walked out of her office.
I guess now I’ve found a temporary solution to what people called my addiction. My therapist understood me and she just willingly agreed to fuck me again after our sex session.
And now I just have to wait for our next sex session. I couldn’t wait.