Sometimes Love Is the Best Therapy

Rebecca's ached all over from the mauling she had received the night before and as she watched Tracy remove her coat she winced slightly as she moved in the seat and felt the soreness in her pussy and ass from the brutal fuckings they had received.

"Are you OK?" said Tracy, concerned at the flash of pain on Rebecca's face.

"I'm fine, more importantly, how are you? How are you feeling about our second session?"

After a while, Rebecca opened her pad as she still liked to take notes even though the sessions were recorded and also, she preprepared certain questions she wanted to ask.

"So where did you and Stuart meet?"

Tracy explained how they went to University together and although taking different subjects they seemed to move in the same social circles. Tracy had grown up inheriting her Father's love of Rugby and naturally, she followed the University Rugby team, where Stuart was a rising star. She was a bit of a novelty in the bar afterwards and the boys flocked around her, becoming even more of a legend when she sang along to the lewd songs she had learnt from her father when her mother wasn't listening. It was perfectly natural that the two drifted together and became friends first, drinking after Stuart had played in a match, watching international games together and then as lovers following on from a drunken evening out. They had their ups and downs and even spilt up on a couple of occasions but always ended up getting back together.

"Were you ever unfaithful to Stuart?"

"No," came the instant retort followed by a pause before Tracy said quietly, "well not really unfaithful as we were on a break and it was just a one-night stand which I hated."

"Who was it with?" Rebecca said noticing that Tracy's hand had started gripping her fingers in her 'tell' showing that she was hiding something.

"It was at a party," Tracy said blushing, her fingers almost turning white where she was gripping them so much, "she forced herself on me."

Rebecca kept her face impassive as she registered the word 'she' and just nodded and murmured in encouragement for Tracy to go on.

Tracy described how she went to the party that a lot of the young female students attended along with the more experienced and older lesbians from the local area. It was well known that it was a 'pick up' opportunity but Tracy claimed she went there out of pure curiosity and had no intention of taking part. While she was there a slightly older lesbian called Victoria, spiked her drink and virtually raped her.

"Her hands were everywhere, touching me where one woman should never touch another woman, I tried to fight her off as much as I could but I was helpless."

Rebecca wanted to scream and ask her if she hadn't enjoyed it just a little bit but instead asked, "Did you tell Stuart?"

At this point, Tracy stopped wringing her fingers and visibly relaxed.

"I told Stuart how awful it was and he believed me."

Rebecca made a mental note to return to this subject at a later time as everything wasn't quite ringing true.

The rest of the session went along without any real incident as Tracy described how she and Stuart married was happy in his job working for the investment department of a well-known Bank. Tracy started her career as a chemical scientist before taking a career break to bring up their one daughter and then returning to it once her daughter started school. They both seemed devoted parents as their daughter was growing up, and they were the life and soul of parties and social groups, even more so once their daughter went to university. Their weekends were full of normal hobbies, his rugby and sports, her's rugby and gardening and life was treating them well until that fateful day.

It started with what they thought were bad colds which they both seemed to recover from until a few days later Stuart started getting breathing difficulties. On that fateful Friday night, he was taken away in an ambulance and by a week on Saturday, he was gone.

"I didn't even get to say goodbye," Tracy said in a voice devoid of any emotion. "Since then, I just don't care anymore, I don't cry, I just don't care."

"I think we should leave it there and talk again next week," Rebecca said as she handed Tracy her coat, trying to resist the urge to wrap her arms around her and cuddle her tightly.

*****

"Please take a seat," said Rebecca mentally undressing Tracy and then having to turn away before her face revealed her thoughts. The two chatted for a few minutes and Rebecca steered the conversation round to hypnotherapy.

"As I said in our first session, the two main things I deal with are analysis and therapy." Tracy nodded as Rebecca went on, "hypnosis is very useful to uncover the root cause of things that trouble us and is a useful step towards dealing with them."

"You couldn't sort out stopping me biting my nails," Tracy said nervously as she lay on the couch and found herself staring at Rebeccas's neatly crossed ankles that cumulated in her feet being encased in what looked like an expensive pair of patent leather court shoes.

Rebecca watched as Tracy drifted into a trance and relax as she started to probe about her relationship with her daughter. Tracy described how the relationship between them was strained as her daughter wanted to move on with her life and bitterly accused her mother of wanting to wallow in the past. This, in turn, had led to some harsh words and neither seemed to know the way back. Rebecca made a note on her pad to suggest to Tracy that she ask for her daughter's assistance to clear out some of Stuart's old stuff and she was sure that once they worked on this together they could find a way to rebuild their relationship, but first, she had to find a way to help Tracy move on.

"Tell me about this lesbian Victoria," Rebecca said softly, "Describe the evening and explain how you felt."

Settling back in her chair Rebbca listened as Tracy started to describe the evening in her melodic accent.

"Well with me and Stuart on a break I decided I was going to spread my wings a little and I had been invited to a party at Victoria's. Everyone knew she was a lesbian, in fact, I knew there would only be women there. I decided if I was going to get my pussy licked by another woman then it was going to be done by an expert."

Rebecca sat upright in her chair and flicked through her notes to the last session, there clearly underlined was the comment 'Her hands were everywhere, touching me where one woman should never touch another woman, I tried to fight her off as much as I could but I was helpless.' Scrawled in the margin was a note, 'helpless or willing????' Rebecca closed her note pad and settled back to listen intently, knowing the conversation would be available for later review, and gently she encouraged Tracy to go on.

Tracy described how she had got carefully dressed and taken extra care with her makeup to look as alluring to Victoria as she could. It was very clear from the way Tracy spoke that she had her heart set on ending up with Victoria and not the other way round as she had originally portrayed herself as the innocent victim.

"So what happened when you got to the party?" Rebecca said as she made a note of the time and became lost in Tracy's words as she described the rest of that evening.

A few minutes later Rebecca came out of a daze, the evocative descriptions from Tracy had caused her to become lost in the mental pictures her words had conjured up and she had to struggle for a brief moment to bring herself back to reality.

"I didn't know what to do when I next saw Stuart who pleaded with me for us to get back together. I had to tell him in case anyone else mentioned it but I also had to tell him I hated it otherwise he might have worried. I kept meaning to tell him the truth but never quite got round to it and then after we were married decided I never need to tell him as it was all in the past."

Tracy finished and went quiet and Rebecca tried to make a reassuring noise but had to take a sip of water to wet her parched throat, her throat may have been dry but other parts certainly weren't. She had to squeeze her thighs together to stop herself opening her legs and touching herself and she was certain that surely Tracy would be able to detect her scent as she was that aroused. Rebecca remained breathless as she bought Tracy out of the trance and for a moment didn't trust herself to stand in case her legs gave way. Then Tracy's soft voice snapped her back into focus.

"Hope that was useful to you." Tracy said with her shy smile, "And what about our final session Rebecca?"

Rebecca was almost lost for words, her thoughts were still filled with the vivid scene Tracy had just described, one that she wanted to play again in private.

"Why don't we move from analysis to therapy," Rebecca said with a smile, "We could go for dinner and drinks, my expense of course and discuss the future. I will pick you up at eight on Friday if that works?"

Tracy nodded agreement and removing an old-fashioned diary from her bag, carefully wrote it in, her tongue sticking from the side of her mouth in such a cute way that Rebecca had to fight the urge to shower her face with a thousand kisses.

"This won't be our final session, of course, let's just call it a pleasant distraction, we can agree to the date of your final session over dinner."

After Tracy had left Rebecca packed her stuff quickly, muttering to herself that it was acceptable ethics to take a client out for a meal as it was therapy after all, even if her thoughts were very different to those laid down by the professional code of conduct.

*****

Rebecca settled into the comfy chair in her apartment and opened her laptop, navigating quickly to the audio file she wanted from earlier in the day. Glancing at her notes she moved the slider to the time stamp 15:13 and pressed play, the laptop connecting to the speakers in the room instantly.

Rebecca heard her own voice say, "So what happened when you got to the party?"

Rebecca allowed the robe she had changed into to fall open revealing her naked body and lifting her legs to the coffee table she started to tease her nipples with one hand while the other sought her aching clit as the sound of Tracy's soft voice filled the room.

"Well, when I got there she was standing on the other side of the room, surrounded by a couple of giggling girls. Older women were dancing with some of the students and the way their hands were wandering over each other's bodies it wasn't platonic. As I watched two women were locked in a passionate kiss with their hands down each other's jeans and I knew I had come to the right place. Standing within a few feet I could hear one of the women moaning as the other one forced her hand deeper inside her jeans and by the movements of her arm was fingering her. I could feel my pussy getting wetter as I watched the show and then an arm snaked around my waist and I found that Victoria had moved to stand next to me, admiring the soft porn show in front of us."

Tracy's voice paused as she swallowed before she went on, "so Victoria says, oh you must be that pretty little 2nd year dating the big beefy rugby player. I am surprised you came but glad you did you might learn a thing or two. Then she laughed, it was a nice enough laugh but at the same time it kind of cut me out as if to say I wouldn't really understand."

Rebecca rolled her nipple sending pleasure waves through herself as Tracy went on.

"I replied with, well me and Stuart are no more and if I am going to learn anything who better to teach me than you? I wasn't sure how she was going to react but one look at her eyes and I knew that tonight was going to be the night. Ignoring the other girls she moved very close to me and ran her nail down my arm, sending shivers through me as she whispered, 'I love a willing student but wonder how experienced you are.' Her eyes nearly popped out of her head as I stuttered back almost shamefaced that this would be my first time."

Rebecca bit her lip at the sweet recollection of the 'straights' she had seduced over the years and the sheer pleasure of hearing them orgasm for the first time on another woman's fingers or lips. She felt her temperature rise and she was panting slightly as Tracy continued.

"Well there is no time like the present for your first lesson, she said and pulled me gently to her adjacent bedroom, kissing me passionately on the lips. I had been used to Stuart's manly kisses which were nice but nothing could have prepared me for my first kiss with another woman. Her lips were so soft and though forceful in her pressure it wasn't the mauling that Stuart often gave when he tried to remove whatever he feared was stuck in my throat with his tongue. Victoria's tongue was like a timid bird fluttering in my mouth, darting in and out, running over my teeth and sending me wild."

Rebecca had maintained the manipulation of her clit with one hand but her other had left her nipple and she inserted a finger deep into her bubbling pussy as Tracy spoke.

"My clothes seemed to fall off, there was no discernable pause, she just kissed and as she did she slowly stripped me until I was naked beneath her. Somehow she had become naked as well and her hands roamed over my body touching me like I was an instrument that she was determined to coax not just a tune from, but a full-blown symphony. Her fingers touched every inch of my flesh for a fleeting moment and as fast as it registered where she was touching they moved on. Her delicate touch caressed my breasts and the scrape of her nail across each nipple was driving me mad, making me wetter and wetter. Finally, when she traced her nail, that instrument of torture yet ultimate pleasure giver, down my belly and teased my clit, I could feel myself arching off the bed to meet her fingers, begging her to slip them inside, which she duly obliged."

Rebecca was panting as she listened to the words and in her head she pictured sweet Tracy being seduced by the slightly older Victoria and at the same time, the faces and bodies became that of her and Joanne during the first time Rebecca seduced her. This picture then dissolved into her and Tracy locked in sapphic love.

"Her finger twisted and rolled inside me as her mouth showered kisses over every inch of my skin, her tongue traced over my body bringing goosebumps to each point it touched until I could feel her body resting between my thighs. Her breath soft on my skin as it almost seemed to caress as her mouth moved closer to my wetness and then the very tip of her tongue tickled my clit, I swear I thought at that very moment my body would explode."

Rebecca was twisting her clit as she listened to the voice sliding like silk from the speakers, her other hand was now pumping two fingers in and out in a steady rhythm, the sound of Rebecca's squelching pussy mingling with Tracy's words.

"Stuart was always eager to please me orally, but nothing has ever compared before or since to Victoria's mouth. Like angels playing a tune across my lips and when her finger wasn't inside me her tongue was while her fingers replaced her tongue in torturing my clit. Her lips returned to my clit in earnest as she drove two fingers in and out, curling them inside to touch me in a place I have never been touched before or since. As I arched up off the bed screaming in orgasm I remember digging my nails into her back and screaming in pure ecstasy, not caring what the guests just outside the door thought of what was happening."

In sympathetic synchronisation Rebecca arched up off the chair, moaning loudly herself in orgasm as her body shook and convulsed. Slumping back sated for a moment Tracy's voice continued.

"I was twitching like a fish as Victoria moved on top of me until her pussy was positioned above my face. I could feel the heat emanating from her body and the heady aroma of her arousal filled my nostrils. I had never been this close to any pussy and the only thing screaming in my brain was to lick, to give her pleasure as she had given me. By lowering herself and adjusting her pace and pressure Victoria was able to grind her pussy into my mouth while all I could do was lick eagerly at whatever part came into contact. Her knees pinned my arms and I was powerless to control the situation as she used my mouth to drive herself to an orgasm. When she came it was almost as a surprise as she made hardly any noise but the sudden increase of fluid into my mouth told me what was happening. Her juices to this point were like bittersweet nectar on my tongue but now they became stronger as they gushed into my mouth, the choice as to whether I was going to swallow or not wasn't in question."

Rebbecca found herself starting to build to another orgasm as she pictured the scene and her mental picture switched between grinding her own pussy down onto Tracy's mouth or having Tracy do the same to her. The room was heady with her scent as Tracy went on.

"Our bodies were slick with sweat as Victoria moved like a snake twisting herself from pinning my arms until she was between my thighs with one of her legs under my body and the other over the top, with my legs mirroring hers. This position had us pressed together like a pair of scissors, our pussies touching as Victoria gripped and started to grind herself onto me. The sensation of her wet pussy sliding and pressing over mine was incredible and then she slipped a hand between our writhing bodies and her fingers rolled across me sending shock waves as they touched a sensitive spot. At one point her fingers slipped inside me, then next across my clit until finally bending forward as she ground her hips she slid a finger deep into my ass."

Rebecca found she didn't have enough hands as she tried to manipulate her clit, finger her pussy and trying to penetrate her own ass, almost sobbing with frustration as switched between the three. Eventually, like a contortionist, she managed to finger her ass with one hand, while using the other hand to finger her pussy with her palm mashed against her clit.

"I was an anal virgin back then, so the shock was immense but after a very quick adjustment to the burning sensation, I found myself liking the feeling. I swear I could feel her juices squirt into me as I pushed back to her grinding so forcing her finger into my ass."

Rebecca convulsed as the second huge orgasm of the evening rushed through her and she had to remove one of her hands to steady herself before she fell to the floor. Slumping down into the chair Rebecca's chest heaved noisily as she tried to force air back into her lungs.

"She left me naked in her bedroom as she dressed and rejoined her party and I didn't know what to do. Part of me was in shock as I had never cum that much in my life, and never have since, another part of me just wanted to run away as I felt like I had just been used. In the end, I just found my clothes and left the party quietly, my head a mix of emotions between elation and shame. I didn't know what to do when I next saw Stuart the next day who pleaded with me for us to get back together. I had to tell him something in case anyone else mentioned it but felt I had to tell Stuart I hated it otherwise he might have worried. I kept meaning to tell him the truth but never quite got round to it and then after we were married decided I never need to tell him as it was a thing of the past."

Rebecca switched off the recording and stood on unsteady legs, holding onto the back of the chair for a moment to make sure she didn't collapse. Picking up her robe from where she had discarded it earlier she didn't bother putting it on but just held it in her hand as she moved to her bedroom to fall asleep happy for the first time in many years. Just as she drifted off to sleep Joanne's face appeared before her eyes and seemed to whisper to her, "I love you, I always will but this is your second chance and I want to take it."