My obsession for things beautiful, in particular women was driving me the desire to "try out" someone different on a regular basis. This of course cannot be entirely healthy. There was a need for me to have things "checked out for good."
It was at this point, I needed some advice from someone like a therapist. I was now in my late twenties. I needed to settle in a committed relationship. My last was with my very beautiful Vietnamese ex girlfriend Julie. That ended 2 years ago now. And even now I miss her dearly. She was into some of my fetishes. Namely public exhibitionism and voyeurism.
But I need to warn you that this story is very graphic. If the details offend, please don't continue or if you are like me, please continue anyway.
I scoured the internet for a therapist that I wanted to meet. I wanted a female therapist naturally rather than a male therapist. I couldn't see myself chatting to a male about my personal desires.
I chose a centre near the city randomly. When I called I asked about the experience and credentials of the therapist. The lady therapist had some ten or so years experience and the qualifications of a medical doctor specialising in sex education. I made my appointment for the following week after work.
The following week arrived quickly. I feel nervous but excited at the same time. Nervous because I wanted to tell the therapist everything including my real desires and my fantasies. Excited because it may help put clarity on why I have such desires.
Yes I sort of know a reason. I had a close intimate relationship with my mum in my teen years. Admittedly she was a very attractive woman. And she fulfilled some of my desires including providing me sexual relief so she could get off. Apparently she was the hot girl at high school and she fulfilled many of the boys pent up sexual urges. I was constantly reminded of how hot she was and how lucky I was to have such a beautiful mother. There clearly was good reason from that to my present predicament.
I arrived at the centre and was greeted by young lady who again asked me to fill in some personal details. After a few minutes, she came over to retrieve the form and said that Dr. Pieris wouldn't be long. When the doctor came out, I was pleasantly surprised by her attractiveness. She wasn't stunning but she oozed a kind of sexiness about her. She looked European. Perhaps French. She would be in her forties and a little younger than my mother. Again my mind ran like clock work at its worst. What was she like? I asked myself. She looked experienced. I like that.
She greeted me, then followed I her, to her room. I sat across her large desk, seated on comfortable leather seats. Then she asked the issues I wished to discuss today. I needed to be upfront with her. I told her I had a problem with certain fetishes all related to woman. She asked me directly what they were. I breathe in nervously and deeply. It was harder than I thought.
After a pause, I told her my attraction to beautiful women and it leads me to fantasize about then sexually. She then asked me exactly what I thought about when I come across someone attractive. I nervously told the plain true, that I fantasize about them masturbating me. Then I mumbled that I love to go down on a woman and taste her before the final act. I looked at her directly in the eye as I said that. My erection already very hard. I see her blushing and squirm a little in her seat. I was getting her excited. And it was arousing me. After a pause she asked why is it, that you need to perform that act before a woman finishes you. Quite frankly the conversation was turning me on. I decided to openly be frank with her to see how far I can go with her. I wanted to arouse her. It appeared to be working. Her professional exterior crumbling at the thoughts and images of my words.
"Well, I like to spread a woman's legs apart and then her hairy pussy. Hairy pussies turn me I confess. Then I like to examine woman's vulva because the image turns me on. To see it in its natural state. The wet creaminess of it. Then I like to touch the folds and feel the moist surface, before tasting her. Feel her pussy lips between my teeth, as I chew on them. I like to taste her intimate parts because it brings me to a higher aroused state." I casually teased.
"I particularly like the smell and scent of her most private parts." I continued.
I was now blushing myself from my own full on confession. But she was crossing her legs from one side to the other side. Obviously getting hot on this most intimate conversation. Her face looking rather turned on and blushing pink.
"Then I like to watch a woman masturbate herself. Observe her technique. Hear her excitement and listen to how she approaches an orgasm. It's rather hot to watch." I continued the seductive tease.
"But if she prefers not to, that's OK, she can masturbate me in her own way instead, to orgasm." I said matter factly.
After a pause, she comments. "Hmmm, interesting. What do you want to achieve here? How do you want me to help?"
"I want to refocus on having a genuine relationship with someone without this constant lust for more variety if you like to call it. This fulfilment of my fetishes which I have a tendency to believe will relieve my urges." I replied. "What do you think? Can you help?"
"Well there's nothing wrong with your desires or fetishes. You just have to not let it rule your life. Without stating the obvious, remember the one you are with and look at other passions and interest that you can share together." She suggested. "But I need to know more. How the desires manifest itself. What is it, that causes it?"
"I am willing make some changes. Where can I start?" I asked innocently.
"Would you feel more comfortable here?" She pointed to the couch.
She gets up and moves to the couch, ushering me to follow her. Suddenly I was getting excited, aroused by her attractiveness. I sit down next to her. She moved closer.
"Are attractive to me?" She asked.
I swallowed hard. Indeed I was. I found her sexy and seductive for a woman of her age. I can only imagine what she was like. I can imagine she would wild and experienced. Was she married. I did not notice any thing on her fingers. Maybe she avoided jewellery when she is consulting.
"Oh yes, yes I am. When I am alone with an attractive woman, my thoughts wonder. I want to experience her. I feel the urges to fulfil my fetishes with her." I replied nervously.
"Are you feeling it now? Are wanting me?" She asked the obvious.
She moves closer and touches my thigh with her hand. It sends bolts of electricity through my being.
"Tell me what you are thinking now. Do you want to go down on me. Eat me?" She teased.
I turn to putty now. In a flash my mind imagined her spread eagled on this couch, lying back against the couch, and spreading her pussy wide open with her fingers, exposing herself to me. Then me approaching her then crouching down to look at her, then touch her intimately before going down on her to taste her. I was getting rock hard now.
"Oh yes," I mumbled, nervously.
"Maybe not just now, but you were thinking about it weren't you? Tell me what turns you on when you are alone with a female." She calmly asked. "What are wanting now?"
"Oh god I want to be close to you. Touch you. I want to smell you. Kiss you. Lick you all over. I want see what you are like underneath."
"Then I want you to masturbate me. I want to experience how you do it. Feel your hand on me. Feel how you touch a man." I continued unashamedly now.
She moved even closer. For the first time I can smell her presence. She wasn't really wearing any perfume but her natural scent I can recognize as a woman in heat. It was beginning to drive me crazy. Oh god I would love to eat her pussy. To see what she was like down there. To taste her. Then, I am interrupted by the of feel her hand rubbing slowly my front.
"Does it feel nice. Tell me how you like it. How do you like a woman to masturbate you?"
Oh my god. Another fantasy is becoming true.
"I want you to do as you like. Whatever turns you on. But I do like to be stroked fast by a beautiful woman like you." I tried to charm her.
"But can I touch you first?" I asked.
"I will take my top off for you." She teasingly says.
She opens her top and I can see her bra. Surprisingly she worn a sexy pair of bra. Thank goodness she was all natural. She takes her bra off and I am mesmerized by her beautiful skin. I wanted to touch and suck her nipples. She allows me to touch her perky breast but that was it. I can hear her very soft moans as I kneed the warm flesh. It arouses me now.
Her right hand continues the lightly massaging of my front. I close my eyes, imagining her going all out crazy on me. I continued massaging her breast.
"Do want to kiss me?" She asked.
We do just that. I am so horny now. She was a passionate kisser. Her faint moans a real turn on.
"Tell me what you are feeling now? What do you like me to do? How do you like me touch you?" She went on.
"I feel so aroused being close to you. I feel electricity in my head. Its a strong desire for you to fulfil my urges. I like you to give me a handjob the way you like to do it. I want to experience how you masturbate a man." I teasingly confessed to her.
"Is there any technique you like to see?" She teased back.
"Oh god, you are so hot. I want you to go all out crazy on me." I now plead.
She starts to massage more aggressively now. Then she ask me to take my shorts off. I sit back after that, my erection sticking up under my underwear like a flagpole. I feel fluid running up the shaft spilling out of the swollen head.
"Oh god, please show me how you do it." I plead again.
