In Tiffany's previous story about the Practice, her parents convinced her to have counselling after discovering her new obsession with much older men. Doctor Love identified flirting and teasing men was her way of dealing with the memories of a painful first sexual experience. Tiffany's treatment continues but she uncovers a different course of therapy and surprises the charming and much older Doctor Love with a proposal he couldn't refuse.
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I have Mummy and Daddy to thank for being a Guest of the Practice. The treatment by Doctor Love has been wonderful and helped me cope. But I still blame René for needing counselling. The smirk on his face when bragging I was his 'seventh foreign slut' still haunts me.
René was a French exchange student I met at university. I fell for his gorgeous looks and foreign charm. I mean, he was hot but I regret ever having sex. There was no intimacy and he wasn't interested in me. René even laughed hearing it was my first time. I was just his bit of fun.
'Like a Coke?' Maddisyn kindly offered as I curled up on one of the two couches in front of the white marble fireplace.
'Sure, love one thanks,' returning her infectious smile.
Maddisyn manages the Practice and gave my parents a tour for a review. They were impressed. It sounded more like an exclusive club for woman than a medical clinic. As soon as I stepped inside, I knew it was costing Daddy a fortune. Park Crescent is well known for its historic terrace homes. The Practice is one of the many beautifully restored buildings converted into professional suites. Each room has lovely period features and exquisitely furnished with period furniture and furnishings. Today's my fifth session with Doctor Love.
Maddisyn soon returned and handed me a bottle, slipping off her heels and also curling up on the couch opposite with a Coke. 'How's Uni going?' She smiled.
'Good but getting crazy with exams in a couple of weeks,' I replied feeling more at home than in the Sitting Room of the Practice.
It's a gorgeous room for relaxing before an appointment. Hardly a waiting room, nothing about the Practice reminds you of a medical clinic. Maddisyn and I usually sat on the luxurious couches nestled in front of the fireplace, enjoying a drink and a chat before I saw Doctor Love.
'What did you have this morning?' She continued.
'Accounting reports and analysis,' I grimaced.
'Finance wasn't my best subject at Uni but our accounting system isn't that bad. You'll be okay,' she reassured me with a confident smile.
I enjoyed seeing Maddisyn and attending the Practice despite the need for treatment. It wasn't the incident with René that prompted my parents to register me. I was too ashamed to mention what happened. It was my recent obsession with flirting and teasing men. Many old enough to be my father.
I've never known Daddy to get so upset when he found out about me flirting from a friend. I felt more embarrassed for Daddy than myself. It wasn't a big deal and I assured them nothing happened. It was just a little game I enjoyed playing.
'It'll be good starting my marketing major next semester,' I mentioned.
'I think you'll have a flair for it,' she commented. 'I only did one unit of marketing but it's been useful here.'
I soon realised how lovely Maddisyn was on my first visit to the Practice. I was anxious enough about discussing such a trivial matter, but then gripped with fear realising we wrongly assumed Doctor Love was a woman. Maddisyn has such a kind and gentle soul and reassured me that he was a charming older man and I shouldn't worry. I'd never felt so close to a person I hardly knew. About five years older than me and in her mid-20's, Maddisyn's been more like a big sister than the Practice manager.
I appreciated her comment and company. 'I'll be joining the family business when I've finished the degree,' I mentioned.
Mummy and Daddy are jewellers. Daddy calls me his 'little jewel'. That's how I got my name, Tiffany. Not Tiffany the exclusive jewellers, but still a very successful business all the same.
'I've hung your clothing bag up in the Guest Lounge,' Maddisyn mentioned.
'Thanks,' I smiled. 'I'll get changed in a few minutes.'
'Want help with your hair and makeup?' She kindly offered.
I accepted with another smile. I was wearing my normal Uni gear but liked to dress up to see Doctor Love and Maddisyn usually helped me get ready. I enjoyed catching up and having a bit of fun. The Practice is that sort of place.
'I must get back to work,' Maddisyn mentioned, slipping her heels on and going to her desk at the other end of the room with her dress swinging to the rhythm of her steps.
I look forward to seeing Doctor Love as much as Maddisyn. As soon as I saw his charming smile and how his eyes lit up when we met, I knew Maddisyn was right. I've never been so relaxed or enjoyed a doctor's appointment so much. May be a little too much. Why did he have to be so gorgeous? I often remind myself he is my doctor.
I couldn't help myself even during our first session, giving Doctor Love a demonstration of my best flirting. Blessed with a great body and angelic looks, I knew all the flirting tricks to tease and arouse men. It didn't faze him. It got me excited and I couldn't resist masturbating during a break in counselling, imagining what it would be like having sex with my new doctor.
His counselling was amazing. Doctor Love's in his late 50's but there's a definite connection between us. We explored the incident with René and he helped me make sense out of my parent's concerns. I discovered it made me wary of young guys and subconsciously attracted to more caring father figures. The flirting and teasing were my reaction to the incident, a game of taking back control over men and not pursuing sex.
Finishing my drink, I caught Maddisyn's attention. 'I'm going to the Guest Lounge to change.'
'I'll join you in a minute,' she mentioned, returning my smile.
The Lounge is off the Sitting Room and I felt a little thrill of excitement as I went to prepare for Doctor Love. It's a lovely room for Guests to get ready for their session and I enjoy using the luxurious facilities to look nice. There's a spa set in a wrap-around window with a private court yard garden view. Another room is used for massages. A dressing table with a large mirror has a selection of perfumes and cosmetics. I stripped down to a pretty pair of white lace panties and bra I'd carefully chosen.
Maddisyn knocked at the door before entering. 'Ready?' She smiled.
'Make me beautiful for Doctor Love,' I joked.
'I don't have that much time,' she teased back, causing us both to giggle.
Maddisyn makes attending the Practice so much fun. I sat in front of the mirror and she sat on a stool with wheels opposite me and to the side so I could see my reflection. Maddisyn used some of the lovely cosmetics and started doing my makeup.
'It's funny you know, getting made up to see your doctor,' I commented as she applied some moisturiser.
'Many of the Guests do. They like looking their best,' she replied while adding foundation.
I smiled remembering the first time I met Doctor Love. He's such a gentleman and looked distinguished in an expensive three-piece suit and tie. What excites me the most is how comfortable I feel with him during our sessions. I've often fantasised what he would have been like for my first time, lying in bed with my hands roaming over my breasts and between my legs to satisfy an intimate need. I was getting wet just thinking about it.
'It's probably because he's so charming,' I sighed as she set the foundation and added blush on the centre of my cheeks.
'I've heard a few Guests mentioned that,' she laughed, almost to herself.
Brushing the blush upwards a little, 'Like the colour?' Maddisyn asked.
'Perfect,' I softly answered, keeping as still as possible.
Turning her attention to my eyes, Maddisyn applied some eye shadow and then liner with a pencil and finally mascara on my eyelashes.
'What about something bold for the lipstick?' She asked showing me a bright red.
I smiled and raised my eyebrows causing Maddisyn to softly laugh. She outlined my lips with a lip pencil and applied the lipstick then finally handed me a tissue to blot my lips.
Maddisyn took the tissue and raised her eyes to mine looking pleased. 'How's that look?' She asked.
'Wonderful. Thank you. It's like having a big sister to do makeup with,' excitedly checking out my reflection in the mirror.
My comment brought a broad smile to Maddisyn's pretty face. It must be lovely working with Doctor Love and I've wondered if there was something between them. I wouldn't be surprised. I certainly found him attractive, despite being older than my father. Just the naughty thought of them being lovers was adding to my arousal.
Maddisyn got off the stool and went behind me to brush my hair. 'Do you like Doctor Love?' I asked holding her reflected gaze in the mirror.
'I like working with him. He's lovely and so caring and professional,' she smiled at the mirror.
'You know what I mean. I know I'd be tempted,' I grinned.
'Tiffany, please. I don't have a thing for Doctor Love,' she laughed rather than being shocked at my frankness.
'You know, I'm getting horny just thinking about our session,' I admitted with a sigh of arousal. 'He's just so gorgeous.'
'It doesn't take much to get excited,' she grinned. 'Get in line with the other Guests,' she added, causing us both to giggle at the innuendo.
'I usually play with myself at night after a session,' I confessed. 'Just like that time you surprised me.'
'He has a way with the ladies,' Maddisyn extending her last word and rolling her eyes had us both laughing. 'But I shouldn't talk about other Guests.'
The intimate discussions and having fun with Maddisyn had me in a particularly playful mood. I slipped my hand between my legs and discovered how wet I was through the fabric of my panties.
'It'll be an early night tonight I bet,' I joked, causing us to continue to laugh and giggle.
Maddisyn gave me her crazy eyebrow expression in the mirror. 'What about now?' She grinned before moving around beside me and easing herself up to sit on the dresser.
I've always been a little rebellious, enjoying naughty things I shouldn't. I smiled at the thought of how turned on I was when Maddisyn caught me masturbating during my first session with Doctor Love and how excited she made me playing with my breasts.
I unclasped my bra and removed it, allowing my breasts to spill free before flinging it onto the dressing table next to Maddisyn. 'Are you just watching or joining me?' I teased, slipping a hand into my panties.
A lump forming in my throat and my heart began racing as Maddisyn lifted a high heel to the leg of the chair and pulled her shirt up to her lap. 'You have beautiful breasts,' Maddisyn breathed, holding my gaze as her hand worked inside the black patch of fabric covering her pussy.
I gently bit my lower lip coyly and opened my legs, suspending a knee over the other arm of the chair to let Maddisyn see my fingers playing. 'I loved it when you watched last time,' I smiled as I gave my clit a little slap with my hand and started caressing the raised bud with a single fingertip.
Maddisyn grinned and rolled her eyes in response and then softly moaned as she played with her pussy while holding my gaze. Her fingers were soon hungry, strumming herself furiously under the flimsy fabric that barely hid her pussy.
I glanced down to clearly see my finger under the sodden fabric gliding over the pooled moisture and inserting it deep inside until my thumb grazed my clitoris. I teased with the pad of my thumb while gently stroking into the sensitive flesh, steadily increased the pressure with my thumb and feeling my pussy flooding round my finger.
I raised the other hand to cup a breast, fingers pushing into the soft yielding flesh. 'God, I need to cum,' I softly moaned, feeling my nipples hardening and pulsing against my fingertips.
'Cum for me Tiff,' Maddisyn encouraged. 'I'm close,' she added almost breathless.
I felt my own body begging for release. 'I wish it was Doctor Love's cock,' I managed to moaned before my body violently quivered and I was gasping, desperate for air as my body convulsed and an orgasm violently ripped through me.
'Uh, uh, uh, ooh yeah!' Maddisyn cried out as she climaxed, stealing breath as her stomach trembled uncontrollably and her strong smooth thighs pressed firmly together.
We both slumped back in post-orgasmic delight and drawing deep breaths. 'So, you like my tits?' I grinned. 'Please play with them like last time. I want to cum again.'
Maddisyn was soon standing behind me gazing at my reflection. My breath laboured with the warmth of her hands as they cupped the softness of my breasts. I felt my nipples sprouting between her fingers as she gently kneaded and fondled. Whimpers of delight escaped my slightly parted lips as Maddisyn gently squeezed my erect nipples between her fingers.
The warm and moist sensation between my legs was building as her soft hands caressed and teased. 'You're so good at this,' I muttered, my fingertips teasing my clit.
'You should have one of my massages. Guests say they're wicked,' she almost panted, sharing my arousal.
Lifting my heavy eyes to the mirror, my face was consumed with pleasure as Maddisyn caressed my breasts while gazing at our reflections. My whole body tingled and I sighed with the sensation of Maddisyn's teasing hands and my finger gliding over the pooled wetness.
Lifting my other leg over the arm of the chair provided better access for my other hand to slip into my panties. 'Feels good, doesn't it?' Maddisyn whispered in my ear.
'Yeah,' I simply sighed while biting my bottom lip, two fingers gently thrusting inside me while a single finger tips played with my aroused and sensitive bud.
'Uh, uh, uh, Oh Doctor Love,' I gasped as Maddisyn rolled my nipples between her fingers and thumbs.
It was the perfect balance of pleasure and pain my own hands hadn't even mastered. I was consumed in the moment and began feverishly stroking while gazing back at Maddisyn through a lust filled haze.
'Cum for me little sister. Cum around his cock,' Maddisyn moaned at my reflection.
I could feel the climax building. The sensation of our caressing hands and fingers was pushing me to the edge. I began to writhe in the chair and gasped for breath as the feeling surged through my body. Maddisyn held my quivering body against the chair, cupping my breasts and pinching my nipples.
'Ooh, yes, yes, yes,' panting heavily with my heart pounding in my chest and squeezing my thighs together as I rode out the last waves of the orgasm.
'Nice orgasm sis,' Maddisyn teased, causing us to shriek and laugh like children.
'That was wonderful,' I smiled as Maddisyn handed me my bra and helped clip it for me.
Slumped in the chair, the reality of what had happened stirred me from the state of bliss. Maddisyn helping me masturbate to orgasm was as unexpected as pleasurable. But her comments, Guests getting in line and loving her wicked massages, also puzzled me.
The Practice was more and more intriguing. Then there was the bedroom off Doctor Love's suite I'd passed through a few times to use the ensuite. Was there more to the Practice than the opulent facilities and wonderful service? The answer so bazar to be true yet excited me to the core.
I turned around in the chair and held Maddisyn's gaze. 'Are some Guests having sex with Doctor Love?' I asked, an eyebrow curiously raised.
Maddisyn paused and I saw the answer in her eyes. 'Is this where you tell me again you can't discuss other Guests?' I added.
'Yes,' she simply replied, obviously answering both questions.
Silence filled the room that had been full of laughter, moans and sighs of pleasure. What I'd uncovered really wasn't a shock. It even sent a naughty thrill surging through me. There has always been some mystic about the Practice and the charming Doctor Love but it still left me wondering how to respond.
It felt like an eternity as Maddisyn stared at my blank expression. 'It's not what you may be thinking,' she finally mentioned. 'It's sexual therapy.'
'Lucky Guests,' I reassured, rolling my eyes and giving her a cheeky smile.
I sensed Maddisyn's relief and my mind drifted to how things would have been different with Doctor Love. René lacked the maturity and understanding to provide the intimacy and tenderness that I expected. It was all about getting sex. He wasn't interested in pleasing me.
Doctor Love is different. He's kind, caring and charming. I knew it would have been wonderful despite the age difference. He is a sex therapist after all. The thought of his sexual therapy was amusing my mind.
'How's that look?' Maddisyn smiled after finishing my hair and touching up my makeup.
'Lovely. You can make me beautify,' I joked, causing us both to laugh.
'You're beautify even without makeup,' she smiled and then started to clean up.
I started to get dressed and noticed Maddisyn leaving. 'Oh Maddisyn, thanks,' I called out.
'My pleasure. Enjoy your session,' rolling her eyes and both of us giggling as she left.
I liked to wear something tight and revelling when I was flirting. Every woman knows how some cleavage, hips and long legs in high-heels can excite a man. I know why I did it now and cringe just thinking what could have gone wrong. I looked in the mirror and was much happier with the reflection. I'd chosen a conservative button-down white blouse and black skirt that was just above the knees. I smiled at how the matching jacket hugged my breasts and how amazing my legs still looked in heels. 'I still look hot,' I thought.
I left by the side door that opened to the passageway from the entry hall to the back of the building. I loved the classy sound my high-heels made striking the polished wooden flooring as I walked towards Doctor Love's suite. I wondered how many Guests had done the same on their way for sexual therapy, beautifully dressed and made up. I felt my nipples tighten and my pussy throbbed at the images of Guests enjoying Doctor Love's therapy.
The suite isn't anything like a doctor's consulting room. There's a similar open fireplace as the Guest Lounge and high ornate ceilings with decorative cornices that were throughout the building. I always felt relaxed sitting on the plush couch with its soft cushions. An elegant chandelier, lovely table lamps and period furniture provides a comfortable and informal atmosphere. The reason for the adjoining bedroom was obvious now and its ensuite is just so convenient, everything my charming doctor needed for sexual therapy.
I always enjoyed my sessions with Doctor Love. But I felt more aroused than the usual feeling of looking forward to seeing him. Knowing what he was getting up to with some Guests made it even more exciting. My heart was racing as I sucked in a deep calming breath before walking in and shutting the door behind me.
Doctor Love was at his desk and noticed me enter. 'Hello Tiffany, please come and make yourself comfortable. You look lovely,' he complimented.
'No wonder Doctor Love is popular with the ladies,' I almost laughed to myself. What Guest wouldn't melt at the sight of his warm dreamy eyes and gorgeous smile? Doesn't a woman enjoy a little flattery when dressing and wearing makeup to please him? He's definitely good-looking for an older man and tall with an attractive athletic build. I could imagine him being quite a hunk as a young guy. The appeal of sexual therapy to Guests from such a handsome charmer was obvious.
'Thank you. Mummy and Daddy are much happier how I'm dressing and not flirting anymore,' I mentioned returning his smile.
We sat opposite each other on the matching couches in front of the fireplace. I leaned back and modestly crossed my legs and began to relax, smiling to myself at not using the opportunity to display more of my silky-smooth legs to attract his gaze.
'How do you feel about it?' He seamlessly commenced his counselling.
I enjoyed Doctor Love's warm engaging eyes and soft sensual tone of voice as we discussed how much happier I was. I've found his counselling so liberating. I've never confided with anyone on such intimate matters. I felt so relaxed sharing my private thoughts and desires and our discussions normally easily flowed. But I could feel my arousal building as his sexual therapy entertained my mind.
I was consumed with a mixture of desire and frustration as I sat opposite Doctor Love. He was my doctor and it was insane. Why did it feel so right? My brain wasn't listening to reason as my eyes floated over Doctor Love's body. Weren't other Guests enjoying sexual therapy? Images of those nights in my bed dreaming of Doctor Love being my first and playing with myself was constantly on my mind. I was increasing having difficulty concentrating, distracted by my arousal and enjoying the images of his sexual therapy.
'How are you now with the incident with René?' His question jolting me back from my dreamy thoughts.
As the images came to mind, I averted my eyes. 'It still upsets me. It was awful, taking advantage of girls like that! I'm not a slut. He just wanted to brag to his mates back home how many he slept with,' I finally scoffed.
'It's understandable being hurt and upset,' Doctor Love's words both caring and consoling.
'What upsets me the most is that it was my first time with such a . . . jerk! I won't make that mistake again next time,' I assured him, suddenly deciding on what I wanted to do.
'I'm sure you'll find someone special,' he unknowingly smiled.
'Actually, I'd like to talk to you about that. Do you mind if I use the ensuite first?' I asked commencing what had been on my mind.
'Certainly,' Doctor Love answered and stood up as I left the couch to head towards the bedroom.
As I walked past the bed on the way to ensuite, my pussy moistened with the images of what Guests were enjoying. The ensuite is a stunning room. There's a roll-top bath, shower and a dressing table with a large mirror. Obviously designed with a Guest's needs in mind, an assortment of cosmetics is provided. Pretty lace curtains are at the frosted window and the fragrance of fresh flowers or potpourri usually filled the room. I slipped out of my clothing and went back into the bedroom naked.
'Doctor Love, could you come here please?' I called out into the suite before jumping on the bed and coming to rest on my side, gazing at the entrance.
'Tiffany! What are you doing?' An expression of surprise on his face as he entered soon turning to aroused curiosity as he looked at me laying enticingly sprawled on the bed.
I felt a thrill of excitement under his roaming gaze, my nipples hardening and his assessing eyes sending a tingle down my spine. My pussy throbbed with the possibility of being filled. 'I'd like some of your sexual therapy,' I replied, interrupting his excited gaze.
'But Tiffany. . .,' he started to say, concerned but his eyes couldn't hide his interest in what was offered.
'I'm not a child Doctor Love. I know what I want. I want what other Guests are getting,' I almost demanded, knowing his resolve was weakening.
'But Tiffany. . .,' he softly repeated without conviction.
'I want you to make love to me as if it was my first time. The sexual therapy will help. It will heal the memories of René,' I proposed.
His eyes narrowed, but still admiring my toned and youthful curves. 'But I wasn't considering sexual therapy,' he said.
'Please don't make me beg Doctor Love. I'm not a slut,' my eyes holding his warm compassionate gaze.
Doctor Love started to remove his jacket. 'I would never do that to you. You've been through enough already,' finally accepting my proposal and a smile slowly filling his face.
I watched Doctor Love methodically and meticulously get undressed. My excited gaze watched his every move. I wasn't really surprised how he neatly folded or suspending his clothing, even placing a sock in each shoe.
Finally, I gasped at the sight of his cock. My heart was thumbing in my chest as I checked out the length and thickness of his erection. I moistened my lips with nervous excitement and swallowed a knot of lust with the thought of Doctor Love's experienced cock in my tight, almost virgin young pussy.
Doctor Love got onto the bed and rolled into me. My body melted as he held me in his arms. He swept hair from my neck and placed a tender kiss below my ear. All the tension and nervousness I felt disappeared with the first touch of Doctor Love's lips.
'Relax and enjoy,' he whispered, sending a shiver through my body at his thoughtfulness.
A tingle ran down my spine as he sucked with loving care on my neck, a small whimper of pleasure encouraging him to continue. My heartbeat became more noticeable and my nipples throbbed at the image of the destination of his trailing kisses.
'Ooh Doctor Love,' I sighed as his lips floated down my neck and into my cleavage.
My breath fell silent with the touch of his hand as he cupped a breast, lifting it to his lips. My eyes fluttered closed as I felt the warm caress of Doctor Love's breath floating over my breast as his lips tenderly kissed and sucked at the smooth skin. I sighed as his lips teasingly moved towards a nipple, his tongue swirling over the sensitive skin around the aching bud and driving me wild for something more. René would have taken what he wanted by now.
Letting out a whimper as his tongue flicked the nipple, I arched my back and thrusted my breasts into his face. 'Please suck on my tits,' I moaned.
'Hu, hu, hu,' I continually gasped for air as Doctor Love pleasured both breasts with his passionate kisses, licking and sucking lips.
Doctor Love's hand caressed my body as his mouth teased, sweeping down my side and over my hips. My breathing quickened and my pulse begun to race as Doctor Love's hand glided between my thighs and into the damp patch between my legs.
'Oh God, I'm so wet,' I moaned, moisture leaking from me as his fingers caressed my pussy.
His intimate touch was tender and smooth as he traced the folds of my intimate opening. It was such a contrast to René who poked and grabbed for his own self-gratification. My sighs turned to a whipper as the pad of his thumb glided over the moisture pooled in the furrow of my sensitive flesh. I rocked my hips against his thumb willing myself down onto his caressing fingers, my throbbing pussy desperate to be filled.
I lifted my eyes to Doctor Loves and stared into his with desirous, pleading eyes. 'Make love to me,' I gasped.
'I want it to be special for you,' he whispered in my ear, causing a rush of adrenaline.
'Oh, Doctor Love,' I giggled at the sight of him on hands and knees, crawling up between my legs.
He smiled back as he raised my legs to provided better access. He caressed his cock against my moist opening and sensitive bud, teasing my opening delightfully before parting my lips with the head. There wasn't the urgency and clumsiness of René, just mutual pleasure.
'Ooh yeah,' I softly moaned at the incredible sensation of his hard erection effortlessly pushing into my moist sensitive flesh.
Doctor Love lowered his chest to mine and I enjoyed the gentle touch and softness of his skin as our bodies moulded into one. He began stroking, gentle and slow. His thrust became deeper until his penetrations were as deep as I could take.
'Oh God, that's good,' I gasped, loving the feeling of fullness and friction.
His lovemaking was wonderful, nothing like René. Doctor Love's tenderness and the pleasure on his face took some of the pain of my memories away. I closed my eyes and just listened to the wet sounds of our lovemaking and mutual sighs filling the room.
'I love what you're doing to me,' I softly moaned, my hands cupping the cheeks of his backside and riding with the motion of thrusting hips.
It was just how I had imagined my first time would be like. There wasn't the crude fingering, rough groping or urgency to thrust into me as I'd experienced at the manhandling of René. Doctor Love wasn't just my sex therapist, he was the only person I completely trusted to satisfy my need.
I lifted my gaze to his warm sensual eyes. 'Show me other positions. Show me how to make love,' I invited, excited at the images entertaining my mind.
Doctor Love's lovely smile was answer enough. 'Come to the side of the bed,' he softly instructed.
I slid off and Doctor Love positioned me facing the bed, his warm soft hands sending a tingle through me as he bent me over and spread my legs. I lowered my face and rested a cheek on the bedspread, watching Doctor Love behind me in the mirror above the fireplace as my hard nipples sank into the luxurious surface. There was something primitively naughty and erotic about the position that sent a hit of adrenaline surging through me.
Feeling the head of Doctor Love's cock rubbing along my moist opening, I shrieked and giggled. 'Ooh . . . give me more of that gorgeous cock,' I urged, teasingly.
Doctor Love parted my pussy lips with the pads of his thumbs and I gasped as his cock slid effortlessly in to its full depth.
Doctor Love gently gripped my hips and set me in motion, pulling me back onto his cock and rocking with the rhythm of his thrusts. I moaned with the wonderful sensation of his cock rubbing against my sensitive internal flesh and nipples raking across the bedspread with every stroke. There wasn't the abrasive pain René delivered.
'Ooh yeah. That's so good,' I moaned, enjoying the sensation of real lovemaking.
'No don't stop,' I sighed as he paused deep inside me.
'Ooh, I can't believe you did that,' I gasped feeling his cock throb within me, only to giggle at feeling the sensation several more times and causing Doctor Love to laugh each time.
Doctor Love wrapped his arms around me and I felt the curve and weight of his body over mine, enjoying the firmness and warmth of his embrace. Doctor Love's fingertips glided over the bedspread and discovered the curves of my breasts. I couldn't help but pant and moan with his soft and tender sensual touch.
His hands kneaded caringly into the soft yielding flesh of my breasts before pausing to delight my nipples with his teasing thumbs. 'Oh God, that's beautiful,' I sighed thinking it couldn't get any better, and then it did.
One hand relinquished a breast and slowly glided over my toned stomach and through my pubic curls and into the wetness around his stroking cock. I moaned a breath through parted lips as a fingertip teased my clit ever so slowly, then rubbed between his fingers while rolling a nipple with his other hand.
'Play with them. Make me cum,' I gasped, almost begging.
I clenched a handful of the bedspread with both hands as Doctor Love's cock and fingers worked me to the edge. I could feel that wonderful sensation of building to a climax, a shaking body and gasping for breath as the feeling surged through me. Suddenly I flung my head back with eyes closed and mouth wide open gasping for air as my whole body convulsed. It was my first orgasm delivered by a real man. I felt nothing like it with René.
'Yes, yes, yes,' I celebrated uncontrollably, savouring an intensity I hadn't even experienced by my own hands.
Doctor Love released me from his torturous pleasure. I climbed onto the bed and lay on my back breathing heavily. 'What's next?' I lustfully smiled.
A rush of primitive satisfaction filled me as Doctor Love placed his hands behind my knees and pulled me laughing towards his waiting erection. The soft and luxurious bedspread felt tantalising erotic against my sliding backside.
In one smooth motion, he entered me fully. 'Oh, yeah. I love that in me,' I softly moaned.
It felt wonderful as he slowly stroked in and out, almost withdrawing before filling me again and again. Noticing my breasts swaying in time with his gentle thrusting entertaining Doctor Love's gaze, I lifted my hands to my nipples and began teasing each with a single fingertip.
'You have beautiful breasts,' Doctor Love breathed, holding my gaze.
'Just beautify breasts?' I joked with a teasing smile.
A smile filled his gorgeous face. 'Every bit of you is beautiful,' he answered, pausing and I felt his cock throbbing.
I rolled my eyes in response. 'I love what you're doing to my bits,' I giggled.
Doctor Love gave me an incredibly sexy smile before pausing deep within me and lowering his face to me breasts to tenderly kiss and suck at the smooth skin. I sighed as his mouth approached a nipple. Sighs turned to moans as he drew it into his lips. My body began to shudder as his mouth sucked much more deeply as if he knew what I desired.
Drawing the hardened pink nub up and then letting it slip from his mouth with a 'pop' caused me to shriek and laugh. 'You're a naughty doctor,' I beamed.
'Another position?' I grinned after he gave the other nipple the same delightful treatment.
'How about you do some of the work,' he teased with a gorgeous smile, withdrawing his cock and climbing on the bed next to me.
Doctor Love's instructions weren't really not necessary, having seen enough porn but I listened and did as he said as he lay on his back. I spread my legs across his lap and lowered my pussy as he guided his cock into my moist entrance.
'I love this cock riding position,' I moaned, my hips thrusting into Doctor Love's groin.
'Rest your arms on the bed next to me and lower your chest,' Doctor Love instructed with a lustful gleam in his eye.
I leant forward and lowered my breasts to Doctor Love's face, still impaled on his cock. He licked and sucked at my breasts as they dangled in front of his mouth. He held my hips and commenced thrusting his cock into my pussy. Doctor Love was amazing.
'What about some oral? I've never done it,' I confessed but with an eager tone.
I let Doctor Love continue with his instructions and I climbed on his chest, straddling his face and spreading my pussy lips open with my fingers. 'See what you make me do,' I teased and then shrieked as he suddenly reached around my hips clasping my backside tightly, pulling my pussy on to his mouth.
Doctor Love licked and probed with his tongue, teasing at my intimate pink flesh and occasionally licking at my fingers. I moaned as I watched him feasting on my juices. My hips began bucking wildly, wiggling my backside against his chest and grinding my pussy into Doctor Love's face as his mouth sucked and gently nipped.
I bit my bottom lip and lowered a hand to my clit. 'I want to cum again,' I moaned.
As I quickly strummed the sensitive flesh with my fingertips, Doctor Love reached up and cupped both of my swinging breasts. His fingers caressed my throbbing pink buds before squeezing them firmly. I moaned with the inflicted pleasure and trembled as I felt an orgasm rising within me.
Fondling my nipples and playing with myself was pushing me over the edge. 'Aah, yes, yes, yes, yessss,' I screamed, clamping his head with my quivering thighs as I climaxed.
Taking in short gasps of air as I rode out the intensity of the climax, I finally released my grip on Doctor Love and I fell sideways off his face and on my back next to him.
I drew in several deep recovering breaths. 'Wow,' was all I could offer staring at the ceiling.
'Double wow,' Doctor Love added, making me laugh.
I turned my head and held Doctor Love's gaze as my lips curled into a sexy smile. 'Can I pull you off?' I asked excitedly.
Doctor Love's smile was answer enough. He removed a tube from the bedside table and straddled my waist, squeezing some of the silky-smooth gel onto my hands. Then he lent forward and cupped a breast with each hand, teasing my nipples with his thumb pads.
Our eyes met as my slender fingers curled around his throbbing erection. 'I want you to cum on my tits,' I invited, grinning.
My clenched fingers glided smoothly over the contours of Doctor Love's cock, feeling every sculpture vein and ridge and his meaty head, bringing a contented look to his face. 'You like that, don't you?' I teased.
'Grab my balls and stroke harder,' he instructed with an aroused smile.
Doctor Love raised himself a little so I could burrow under him to cup his ballbag. He moaned in pleasure as I squeezed his balls and I was amazed how incredibly hard his erection was, throbbing against my palm as I furiously stroked.
Suddenly I felt his balls quivering and his cock pulsating. 'That's done it,' he gasped as he shot his cum onto my breasts.
Lifting my head, I met his aroused gaze. 'Well, that was fun,' I smiled, my breasts covered in his creamy and sticky warm cum.
'And sexual therapy,' he reminded me as I milked his cock, depositing little pretty cum droplets over my breasts.
'Yes, I know. I knew it would help and it has. I wanted something special to remember and not René,' I replied as Doctor Love lay next to me.
'I'm pleased it was special,' he delighted me with one of his gorgeous smiles.
'You were my first. Somebody as weird as René doesn't count,' I said, holding his gaze. 'You know what Doctor Love? I'm over flirting and René.'
'Then I think there isn't any need for further treatment,' he replied, looking pleased.
'Mummy and Daddy will be very happy about that,' I answered.
'How do you feel about the treatment ending?' Making me smile as he continued counselling, naked and by my side.
'It's been wonderful. I'm glad I met you and Maddisyn and couldn't be happier. Oh . . . and I didn't miss out on the sexual therapy,' I finally smiled.
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