The Therapist Opens Up

My name is Dr. Maria Sanchez, I've been a sex therapist for about ten years now. My practice is very unique and specialized, it consists mostly of women and several couples with sexual kinks that seemingly impact their daily lives. For instance, I've worked with multiple women who have spent thousands of dollars on cosmetic surgery to enhance their bodies because they can only experience an orgasm while being groped by their partners or utter strangers. I worked with the Millers, who were on the verge of divorce after they stopped participating in wife-sharing, they had some problems because Vivian needed to feel like she had been given away by her husband to experience an orgasm. Another woman, named Sonia who I've been working with for the last year now has an oral fixation so severe, that she's lost several jobs as a result and has been arrested twice.

I've been married for twelve years to a wonderful man with a very active, strong sexual drive. He's 36, exercises daily, loves to travel, supports my career in every way, has a beautiful penis, and enjoys some of the stories I tell him of some of my clients. I know it's wrong to share details of my client's life, but I have to do something to try to give him some sort of release. You would think listening to all the dirty, naughty, and sexy stories my clients tell me to help them with their lives, I would have a varied, active, filthy sex life but my sex life is virtually nonexistent. We do have sex but it's infrequent, mechanical, and all my fault.

Even though I hear things most people would, including my husband find very exciting, erotic, and things they would like to do with someone, they do nothing for me. I'm not as verbal as much as my husband would like even though I've heard every possible word related to sex and genitals. I haven't taken him inside my mouth in more than a year and I can't even remember the last time he came on my face or ass. My poor husband truly is a wonderful man to stay with me this long because I wasn't always like this, so cold and rigid. During the first few years of our marriage, the sex was frequent and filthy. Even though I was more experienced, I enjoyed the things he made me do and looked forward to the next thing he might make me do to myself or him. To this day, I enjoy some of the directions he gives to me during intercourse now. I'm not sure what happened to me in the past two years, but I need to do something special for my husband to show him how much he means to me.

I was in my office writing my notes of a client's session that just ended when I saw one of my clients appear on my doorbell camera, it was Sonia and she looked very upset. She didn't have an appointment until Friday, so I figured something must have happened. Sonia is the client with an oral fixation that has caused her some issues in the past. Sonia can experience intense, multiple orgasms from using her mouth on her sexual partners and she has been able to experience an orgasm just from having a person's genitals near her mouth, although not as intense as when she's actively performing fellatio or cunnilingus.

Sonia and I have been working together for about a year now to find ways to curb her impulses to perform fellatio or cunnilingus in inappropriate settings or with people who are taking advantage of her lack of impulse control. During our sessions, I learned Sonia had lost her most recent job because she was found on her knees with multiple men performing fellatio in the office of the CEO, she recently lost a friendship with a past sorority sister she had reconnected with because after performing cunnilingus on her sorority sister in the bathroom of the restaurant they met at, the sorority sister caught her performing fellatio on her husband in the same restaurant a few days later. Sonia became my client as part of her plea agreement after being arrested for indecent exposure, she was arrested in an adult theater partially clothed with a married couple. During that particular session, Sonia explained to me the couple promised she could use her mouth on them both if Sonia would take off some of her clothes and let them touch her. Sonia cried a lot during that session.

"They kept promising and promising" she whined. "I let them do anything they wanted and I did everything they told me, but they just kept teasing me and kept asking me to do things over and over." She continued.

"How were they teasing you?" I asked while taking some notes.

"First, the wife would run her fingers around my mouth," Sonia said, "I've told you before how much I like that, but then when I tried to suck her fingers into my mouth, she would keep them just out of reach, letting my tongue barely touch her fingertips." Sonia's voice broke.

"What was the husband doing during this time?" I asked while pushing the box of tissues closer to her and taking notes. "What promises was he expressing to you?"

"He had his cock in his hand, telling me he was going to let me suck on it because his wife was enjoying me, telling me I was being a good girl" Sonia continued. "His wife could see how eager I was to get her husband's cock inside my mouth, but she'd say not yet Tom, let me play her a little more. I kept telling them I belonged to them, to just let me suck or lick one of them."

"Oh my God! He was so hard Dr. Sanchez, jacking it off hard watching his wife and me play. Finally, when I had just started licking his cock, felt a good cum building up inside me, that's when the cops came in and turned on all the lights. They asked me why I was sitting in a public theater in panties with my tits out, then arrested me for being naked in public."

"Why do you think you believed those promises the couple told you? Strangers, right?" I asked.

"Because I'd hadn't had an orgasm or anything in three weeks and I felt so needy and desperate for release. I had visited that theater before and met other people, Dr. Sanchez, I figured I would find someone for a quick suck so I could cum and be back home quickly, but his wife really wanted to keep touching me and he was getting off on it, you should have seen how hard he was. Right, I had never met them before that day."

She reached for a tissue to dab the tears from both her eyes. I remember taking that opportunity to look at her. She was young, maybe 25 or 26, a brunette with an athletic body. I could tell getting attention from men was not a problem for her at all. We both were brunette, had wide mouths with full lips, and had similar body types, small, tight waist, and shapely legs that looked longer than they actually were, except I knew her breasts were larger than mine since I was just an A-cup, she had to be a small C cup. I think she would say her ass was her best feature because I felt like it was my best feature. I'm certain she was no taller 5'5 and she might have a few more pounds than my 126 lbs because her ass was a bit fuller than mine.

"Yes, I had masturbated every night for a week and I had randomly run into an ex-girlfriend one of those weekends while out, but we just made out a little, I didn't cum at all for those three weeks," Sonia said while reaching for another tissue.

In those subsequent months of working with Sonia, she was able to fulfill her plea agreement and she experienced a single orgasm without using her mouth or tongue. It was limited success, but a success nonetheless. I knew if we continued to work together, we could get her highly sexualized desire for oral, anonymous encounters under some control. Over the last three months, we had agreed Sonia would not visit any adult theaters or sex clubs. She would only have vaginal sex and only after meeting the person four times. If she didn't want to have vaginal sex, then she was allowed to finger or give a handjob to her partner only. She would also allow her partners to touch her body as much as she or they wanted to, but could not touch her face or mouth with their hands or genitals. Sonia was making excellent progress, but here she was at my office for an unscheduled appointment looking very upset.

"Come in Sonia, what's wrong?" I asked as I reached out to her to hold her. I didn't feel like her doctor in that moment seeing just how upset she was, I felt more like a friend trying to comfort another friend.

"I can't do this anymore Dr. Sanchez, I can't! I can't! Please, I need to use my mouth, I need to fuck the way I like fucking. I just have to." She cried.

"What happened, why are you so upset," I said while guiding her to the rear of my office where the small kitchen was located. I wanted to get her some water and out of sight in case my scheduled appointment showed up.

"I'm sorry Dr. Sanchez, I can't do this anymore, I'm not going to continue therapy anymore with you, I'm sorry I let you down," Sonia said while looking down at the ground holding her water. I could see her shoulders heaving, she was weeping.

"Sonia, you didn't let me down. Please don't think that, don't be so hard on yourself. I know you've been working hard, I know you've been trying. I'm proud of you, I'm proud you worked this long." I have another appointment right now, but call me at home tonight so we can talk, and call me Maria, ok?"

When I walked into our bedroom after hanging up the phone with Sonia, my husband was sitting on our bed holding some papers looking worried.

"Hi honey, what's wrong?" I asked, but I had a gut feeling about what was he was about to say to me.

"Maria, you know I love you, but we aren't working anymore. It's difficult not having sex, not making love to you the way we used to before. We used to..." he trailed off.

"Say it, say it the way you want to," I told him while sitting down next to him.

"We don't fuck! I want to fuck you! I want us to fuck. We don't do anything oral at all, we only do it with me on top of you," he said as he stood up, now standing up in front of me.

"You know how much I loved the way you would worship my cock, all the times you would suck me in the middle of the day for no reason, or how dirty you used to talk when we would fuck or just play around. You don't even let me lick your ass anymore or touch it like I used to. I love your body, I love touching you. I just want us to go back to doing things to each other that we both enjoy." He said.

"Honey, I know we...I don't do those things anymore to you. I'm sorry, I do miss doing some of those things to you. I know you liked the way we used to have sex before and I know you want me to be slutty again. I've tried and tried, but..." I said while standing up to meet his eyes.

"Exactly honey, I want you to be slutty again, I want us to fuck each other," he interrupted.

"I know, I know, that's why I've come up with something you'll like in the meantime until I feel slu... like my old self again. You remember Sonia, the patient I told you about a few times?" I smiled at him. 'Well, she's no longer my patient anymore as of today and we both have come to an agreement..."

Finally, the night had arrived. It had been at least a week since I told my husband about the agreement we had discussed. I was not only excited for my husband, but I was just as excited for Sonia. I decided to wear that little black dress my husband bought for me a few years ago for no reason since it was going to be a sexy, exciting night, I wanted to look sexy and exciting. Thank God I had kept up with my workouts, the dress fit better than it did when I put it on the first time, it was hugging my ass nicely, making my ass look fuller. Once I put on the heels I had planned to wear, I knew my dress would look shorter than it actually was and would cause my ass to stick out more. I finished dressing and went to take a look at myself in the mirror. I was still fuckable at 41, the dress was perfect for tonight, tight enough to show off all my hard work in the gym and easy access for my husband. All that was left was a little lipstick to make my full lips look fuller and that shot of tequila.

As I made my way downstairs to join my husband, I could hear the music I told him to play while I was getting dressed. He was standing near the back door looking out the window at our pool and deck, wearing loose-fitting pants and a white shirt unbuttoned past his chest. I could see there was three empty glasses next to a bottle of wine on the kitchen counter. I stepped behind him and wrapped my arms around his waist.

"She texted me, she'll be here in a few minutes. You look really good and you smell good too," I said, slipping one hand inside his shirt to caress his bare chest and caressing his flat stomach on the outside of his shirt with my other hand.

"Fuck! I haven't seen that dress on you in a long time. You look even more fucking amazing in it now," he said after turning around to look at me. He slipped his arm around my waist and pulled me into him for a few seconds before gripping my ass cheeks over my dress.

"Are you sure about this Maria? You sure you're ok with the agreement?" He said before sipping his wine still squeezing my ass.

"Yes, honey. I'll do anything for you, I love you. I want you to be happy and satisfied. She and I have discussed it since she doesn't want therapy anymore and this is a safe, secure way for her to get what she needs, she has agreed." I said.

"Agreed to it all?" He asked while smiling. He looked like a little boy on Christmas morning.

"As long as you do your part, everything and anything," I told him, taking his wine and finishing it for him. I heard our doorbell ring as I walked to the kitchen to refill his glass.

"Answer it, it's Sonia," I told him. I watched him walk over to the door, smiling with the kind of confidence a good-looking man smiles when he knows he has the attention of more than one woman.

I heard them greeting each other at first, then I heard them both laughing while chatting. I couldn't hear all of their conversation but I did hear Sonia say she was very excited about meeting him because I had been texting and talking about him so much with her over the last few days. I heard him tell her she was even more beautiful than I had told him and I hadn't lied about how perfect her body was.

I could see them both approaching the kitchen where I was waiting. I had filled the three glasses with wine so we could all toast to our new friendship.

Sonia looked like a dream in her black dress. It was shorter than mine, it showed most of her legs and thighs and her heels made her legs look long. The dress was so open in front, I could see the little tattoo between her cleavage and most of her flat stomach down to her belly button. The material was so thin, I could see some of her nipples poking against the two thin straps tied at the top of her shoulders that was keeping the dress on her body. I smiled to myself about how similar our bodies were and how we both chose dresses to show it off.

"You look lovely, like a dream," I whispered to her as we hugged hello.

"So do you, Doctor...I mean Maria," Sonia whispered back in my ear. I could feel her breath on my neck and her lips brushed against my ear. "And he is gorgeous just like you told me."

"Here honey, let's toast to Sonia," I said while offering them both their wine glasses.

"Here's to two beautiful women and a great night," my husband said while putting his arms around Sonia and pulling her into him. We all touched glasses and took large sips of our wine.

"Honey, go show Sonia the patio and pool, I'll change the music."

As I went over to the stereo, I saw Sonia reach out to hold my husband's hand as he was leading her to the patio, and heard my husband complimenting her dress and her body again. I was excited for my husband, I knew he was going to be satisfied with Sonia. Taking my time, I poured another glass of wine and slowly sipped it because I wanted my husband to get to know her better without me, to get more comfortable with some of the things he might want her to do.

I walked over to the sliding door that was partially open, slowly sipping on my wine to see how my husband and Sonia were getting on. I saw them standing by the edge of the pool talking very close, occasionally smiling at each other. I could see Sonia flirting, Sonia would caress my husband's arm every so often, tilt her head to one side while looking at his lips, and a couple of times she looked at him from head to toe when he turned to point out things in the city view. When he turned to face her, I saw their eyes meet. They stood there in silence for several seconds before I saw her tongue lick across her lips making them look wet. I heard Sonia say "My lips belong to you tonight, I want you to taste them," before stepping into my husband's body.

I watched her mouth open slightly and her tongue slither out from between her lips and I do mean slither. I'd never seen a tongue as long as Sonia's, it flicked up and down my husband's lips a couple of times before their lips actually met. I smiled as I watched them kiss and caress each other, I even smiled when I watched Sonia's hand move down to grasp and play with my husband's bugle over his pants, and her lips part from his, allowing him to begin sucking on her long tongue. I watched my husband's hand roam over Sonia's slim body along her back, linger around her ass for several seconds, then continue around the front of her body. When I squinted to see his hand inside one of her thighs, slowly caressing it, I was reminded of how he used to grope me that first year of our marriage, when it was nothing but fucking and sucking every chance we got close to each other.

The longer I stood there watching my husband enjoying this beautiful creature's tongue and body, my feelings alternated between guilt and arousal. I felt a tinge of guilt for letting my pursuit of my practice turn our sex from healthy, active, and filthy to cold and robotic. I was aroused watching Sonia stroke my husband's growing cock over his pants, occasionally with quick and hard strokes followed by slow, loving strokes over the entire length followed by sliding her hand between his legs to massage his balls. His hand roamed just as freely over Sonia's body, touching her ass cheeks, giving one cheek a long squeeze before his hand found her other ass cheek to do the same with it. When Sonia spread her legs slightly, part of her dress rode up her leg, it exposed my husband's hand caressing outside her thigh and part of her black thong. My breath actually caught when I saw how lovely her ass and legs were, she was perfect for my husband and I was happy and aroused for him.

I walked up behind Sonia, caressed her shoulders, and pressed my body into her enough so my husband could feel my pelvis against his hand which had a gripe of Sonia's ass. I continued to caress her shoulders, lightly running my fingers along her shoulder for several seconds before pulling one side of her hair behind her ear to watch her kiss my husband. I could see her lips leave my husband's lips and move down along his neck to kiss and suck along it.

"Lick is his neck, he likes that", I said as I slide my hands down her back, letting them rest on her hips as I pressed my body even more into her. I could feel my husband's hand moving around her ass, squeezing and gripping it. I could see Sonia licking small circles along his neck before moving up along his neck, then flicking her tongue at his ear lobe multiple times. I heard a small moan escape from his mouth as soon as her tongue touched his ear lobe.

"Give me your glass so you can feel how nice she feels, how soft she is," I said, making sure to keep myself pressed against Sonia as I spoke. As I removed my hands from Sonia's hips to take his glass and grab her glass also, I felt Sonia stick out her ass and grind herself against me.

"I'm going inside to get more wine for us," I announced not moving. I wanted to feel Sonia's ass and my husband's hands a bit longer against me so I stood there holding their glasses, pressed tightly to Sonia. After a few seconds, I took a small step to disengage myself from Sonia's soft body, when I felt my husband's strong arm reaching around my waist and move down to my ass, holding me tightly, holding me in place. I stood there listening to their soft moans and the sounds of their passionate kissing, before I felt his hand leaving my ass and watched it slip up behind Sonia's head into her hair while still feeling his other hand playing with her ass. I felt a gush of moisture fill my panties.