THIS IS A FANTASY...IT IS NOT REAL...IT IS A SEX PARODY
This is a story about tennis mega star Serena Williams and Dr Dick (Me) the sports psychologist. I hope you enjoy it.
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I was in my office awaiting my next appointment. I was looking through a questionnaire I had her fill out prior to the appointment. I am a sports psychologist, and I have treated, and helped, numerous professional and amateur athletes with various problems. They usually pertain to their sport, sometimes they reach into their personal lives as well. As a matter of fact, most problems can be traced back to a certain point in their lives outside of sports. I have worked with male and female athletes, famous and not so famous.
In my 25 year career I have dealt with a wide spectrum of sports related problems. Everything from the very serious to the outright comical. One patient, a very famous female basketball player, needed my help because she realized she was a nymphomaniac. She couldn't play a game without getting fucked at least three times before each game. I helped her realize that it came from her associating sex and sexual pleasure with success on the court. Her mind had intertwined winning a game with achieving an orgasm. To her, reaching orgasm through sex was directly related to winning games on the court. She felt she couldn't win on the court without "winning" at sex by having a Big O.
One male patient was an NFL quarterback. He achieved great success, including being MVP, even though he couldn't play unless he ate a chicken sandwich, in nothing but his jock strap, while an equipment guy sang I'm Too Sexy For My Shirt by Right Said Fred. We realized that it came from his college days, when he would take his shirt off and sing the song to entertain his teammates at dinner. Unfortunately for him, he performed it a few too many times and developed his rather embarrassing problem.
My newest patient was one of my all time favorite athletes, the one and only Queen of Tennis, Serena Williams. She has come to me to help her with her depression. She recently had a baby, and that could cause depression, but the depression has affected her preparation for her tennis return. She thinks it comes from not being able to compete, so she's seeking my help. She has maintained her gorgeous physique through her pregnancy and giving birth. I've admired her athletic prowess and domination over her sport, as well as her gorgeous looks and absolutely amazing, one of a kind ass. I may be a sports psychologist, but I'm also a very horny admirer of the female form. Serena is one of the most gorgeous women I have ever seen.
Serena arrived for our appointment and my assisstant showed her in. I got up to greet her as she walked through my door and I was taken aback. She looked so amazingly sexy in such a simple outfit. She was wearing a two tone dark blue sports bra and skin tight dark blue spandex workout pants. "Sorry doc, I didn't have much free time so I came right over after practice." She said, explaining her attire. I assured her it was fine and that she looked as beautiful as ever. "Awww, thank you doc. That's so sweet." Serena said with a smile.
"Welcome Serena, I'm Dr Dick, it's what everyone calls me." I explained, smiling at her and shaking her hand.
"Well, with a name like that, you must be very popular with the ladies." We both laughed. I assured her I was the best sports psychologist and I also, indeed, did quite well with the ladies.
She sat on my brown leather sofa and I sat in my brown leather chair facing the sofa at the head of it. I started to go over her answers from the questionnaire. Serena was very open in her answers a day I appreciated that. Famous athletes are like celebrities, they are used to pretty much doing and saying what they want so they only tell you what they want to. It was refreshing for her to be so open. We talked about her childhood in Compton. We talked about her relationship with her father and her sister.
She expressed to me the strain and pressure she was under from her teenage years, as her demanding father pushed her and her sister Venus to be the best and to take over the sports world. She also told me about a particular encounter in the locker room when she was 21. It was at Wimbledon. "I walked in on two other women in the tourney and they were making out in the shower. They were running their hands all over their bodies and kissing. It was turning me on so I starting touching myself. I pulled my shorts off and fingered my pussy while I watched. I rubbed my breasts through my top as they started eating each others pussies. I felt someone grab me and it was one of the stadium crew guys. I didn't know what to do but I loved his hands all over me. He felt me up and played with my clit, rubbing it as I moaned, writhing in his arms. I wanted him to fuck me, but all of a sudden one of the tourney heads came in the locker room so he left. I got dressed and left too, so sexually frustrated." Serena told me the story as she played with her gold necklace, reminiscing about past experiences. She explained that she's had numerous sexual encounters in the locker room and even several in the stands. They excited her and made her feel so alive and adventurous.
"Now Serena, do you feel that over the years you have associated sexual gratification with your tennis career and vice versa? It seems they are both so closely connected for you, that when you didn't have tennis while you were pregnant, you became depressed without those adventures. You feel that you can only be satisfied by exploring your sexual boundaries and having public sex.
"I guess your right doc. I love my husband, but I guess deep down I need that sexual exploration to truly satisfy me. Am I a slut?"
"No Serena, you definitely are not a slut. You just have different sexual urges. We all have different things that excite us or bring us happiness. It's up to each of us to find what pleases us and makes us happy. You are quite normal my dear, and if I may say so you are quite gorgeous as well. You are at the peak of your sports and sexual mountain, so to speak.
