"She just doesn't seem interested in sex anymore. Like for the last year or so." I explained to a colleague at the university about my wife, Lydia.
Lydia and I have been married for just over three years. Having waited until we finished our Masters degrees and established our careers, we are both on our first marriage in our mid 30's.
Lydia is an average looking curvy 5' 4" with a tight waist. Her juicy ass and d cups still get plenty of my attention, but it's not reciprocated. I'm average looking at best, about 5'11" and weigh around 200 pounds. Neither of us is winning any pageants but we're attracted to each other.
"And sex was plentiful in the beginning?" Joe asked me. He is a psychologist professor specializing in human sexual behavior.
"I wouldn't say plentiful, but certainly much more regular than now." I answered. "She would even initiate sometimes in the beginning."
When I met Lydia, who is a speech pathologist, she was on campus to lecture to a class. We immediately felt a mutual attraction and went for dinner that same day. After about six dates I proposed, figuring we weren't getting any younger, and we married two months later.
We'd had sex a three or four times before the ring exchange, went crazy on our honeymoon (although this is when I found out about her issues having orgasms), and did it approximately once or twice a week the first year. But sex was almost always planned, rarely spontaneous, and never for long sessions.
"I normally don't do this for colleagues but I could give you two a couple free therapy sessions. Maybe I can get to the root of the problem and help you both fix it." Joe kindly offered.
"That would be great! I'll ask Lydia if she's up for it. She is aware of my frustration but doesn't give me much feedback on her feelings. Maybe she'll open up for you." I told Joe.
That evening I gently approached the subject of our sex life to Lydia and asked her if she'd agree to a few sessions with Joe. She agreed although she didn't seemed as excited as me about getting to the crux of our issues.
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The following Saturday, Lydia and I walked into Joe's office at 10am sharp for our first meeting. Joe asked some basic medical questions first, then went on to our brief sexual histories, and finally came to our current situation. I could see my wife becoming more comfortable as she realized this was a safe space where she could speak the truth with a mediator present.
"If I'm going to be honest, and please understand that I love you deeply," my wife said turning to me, "I can't really have orgasms with you Greg. It's your penis size. It just doesn't hit the spot inside me. I feel terrible to admit it but it's true."
Feeling very embarrassed and emasculated, I held back any emotional actions so we could continue this truthful dialogue. Why hadn't she mentioned this before? I'm at least 5" long (okay maybe 4") and I'm sure average thickness.
"I don't understand why you haven't mentioned this before. Have you faked the orgasms up til now? What about when I go down on you?" I asked with a calm concerning demeanor.
"Although I appreciate your willingness to perform orally on me, and it does feel nice, it's not something that brings me to orgasm. So yes, I've faked it." My wife confessed. "I wanted to tell you on our honeymoon but I didn't want to hurt your feelings."
"I know it doesn't seem like it right now, but this is very constructive." Joe interceded. "Lydia, would I be correct in saying you don't want to leave Greg?"
"Absolutely. I love him with all my heart." She told Joe as she reached out for my hand. "I just don't know what to do besides using my toys after Greg goes to sleep."
"You have toys?" I was shocked. "Why didn't you tell me? We could have used them together."
"I didn't want you to feel substandard because they're so much bigger than you." Lydia responded somewhat ashamed to say that in front of Joe.
"Is there a chance I can have a few minutes alone with each of you?" Joe asked. "Greg first please."
"Sure." We both answered as Lydia stood up and left the room.
"Greg, I have an idea that may work. I'm very experienced in hypnosis." Joe started. "I believe I can actually hypnotize Lydia so that she has orgasmic feelings during sex with you, despite your shortcomings. Pleasure has as much to do with mental connections as it does with physical touch." He explained. "And since she's clearly in love with you and wants to work this out I believe the chances of success are high."
"That would be great Joe!" The thought of my wife actually cumming for real from me fucking her was encouraging. "Would she know that you did it?" I asked.
"Not exactly." Joe went on. "Hypnosis tends to work better when the patient doesn't know it's happening. They tend to fight it otherwise. The paperwork you both signed when you came in already gave me permission to perform any therapeutic functions that I deem necessary."
"I'm on board for sure!" I heartily agreed.
Joe called Lydia in and spoke with her as I waited outside in the car. I was curious what he was telling her but I assumed I would find out on the drive home. Maybe she would already be under a spell and we could have mind blowing sex today!
On the way home I asked Lydia what Joe talked with her about in their time together. She told me that he went over some basic ideas to spark romance and that he wanted to meet with us separately during the next two sessions. I was glad to hear that as I assumed he would be hypnotizing my bride to respond to my small member, although I figured there'd be no mind blowing sex for now.
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The next week Joe met with me while Lydia went over to the coffee shop on campus. After my meeting, which seemed brief but was actually an hour long, I went to my office to finish up some work while Lydia had her session.
"Are you ready sweetie?" Lydia asked as she entered my office after her appointment. "What a great session. Went by so fast though." She added.
Lydia looked somewhat wide eyed and flushed. Her hair was now down although it was wrapped in a bun before the meeting. I assumed Joe must have put her under and begun the process of mind manipulation.
"Yes I'm all set. Glad you enjoyed it." I said as I stood up and locked my desk.
"And to be honest, I'm feeling kind of refreshed and playful." She told me while slapping my backside lightly. "How about some afternoon delight?"
"Let's go!" I happily agreed and pulled her by the hand so as not to waste any time getting home.
The entire ride home my wife was petting my hard dick through my khakis and even flashed me her boobs a couple times. When we got home we made love and Lydia orgasmed twice before I came, and believe me when I tell you, I don't last that long.
When I finished inside my wife I had the urge to go down on her, something I had never considered before. So as she lay there I slid down and began licking, kissing, and sucking her pussy with my own cum dripping from it. I couldn't believe I was enjoying it so much and I was equally shocked that she wasn't grossed out by it. Things are definitely changing in our bedroom.
