Therapist: Memory Maer

Therapist: Memory Maker - Part 4

Gabrielle, my secretary, was very deep in her hypnotic trance as I talked to her, creating a memory that would define her life. She had been heterosexual up to this point, but had a lot of bad luck with guys. I thought the best way to move her forward was to change that, was to make her want women from now on. This would be a good punishment, since she'd been listening in on my sessions with my marriage counseling patients, and would be a wonderful gift to my sister, her therapist.

I giggled as I thought about her hitting on my sister.

The memory we were creating was the first time Gabrielle had sex with a woman. Of course, it never really happened, but as I created it, Gabrielle created images and conversations that reinforced my words and created an entire reality around them. The memory would be extremely real for her.

At this point, she'd broken up with her boyfriend and her best friend, a college senior three years older and more experienced than her, was consoling her with pizza, ice cream, and lesbian porn. And her beautiful friend was going to be her first lesbian lover.

"You fought your desire for your friend as much as you could, but it was a losing battle," I said. "You tried to rationalize it. You tried to just explain it away. But it only made you feel more and more attracted to her. She wasn't letting you get away. She was a force to be reckoned with."

"I didn't want her to know how I felt about her..." she whispered, looking embarrassed.

"But she seduced you anyway."

>> "Oh, just cut the shit already. I mean... really," she

>> said. She set her spoon into the ice cream container and

>> set the container on the coffee table. Then she came

>> back, put one arm back around me and the other touched my

>> bare thigh. The hand behind me, played with my hair. I

>> was shaking I was so excited.

>>

>> "Look at you," she snickered. "I think you look a little

>> nervous. You're so beautiful, too. You're very beautiful."

>>

>> "You think so?" I asked. I loved hearing her say that I

>> was beautiful.

>>

>> "Oh, definitely," she said. Look how beautiful your neck

>> line is." Her left hand rose from my thigh and she gently

>> stroked my neck with her fingertips. I was turning into a

>> complete mess, my body burning with desire for her.

"You wanted her... sexually... you wanted her body... you wanted her touch... you wanted her lips," I said. "Didn't you? Everything about her was turning you on so much. You couldn't admit it, but she was going to make you. First, she made you realize how badly you wanted to kiss her."

"Yes... I wanted to kiss her..." she whispered. "But... but she was a woman..."

>> "Come on... what are you afraid of?" she said. She could

>> obviously feel me shaking. The hand on my neck was moving

>> over my upper chest as well. My pussy was throbbing and I

>> knew my panties were getting soaked.

>>

>> "I'm not scared," I said, trying to be brave. I was

>> feeling so uncomfortable, though. "I'm sorry... maybe we

>> should watch another movie... something less... sexual."

>> I started to get up, to move to the DVD player to stop the

>> movie.

>>

>> "Oh no," she said, holding me in place with both hands.

>> "You're going to stay right here. You're just going to

>> have to let me... oh, you're shaking. Are you a little

>> nervous?" She bent forward and smelled my neck and

>> shoulder, obviously liking the perfume I chose that day.

>> I shivered, feeling uncomfortable with her extreme

>> closeness, but also because it excited me so much.

>>

>> "Oh, you smell really good," she whispered. "I know you

>> want me to kiss you, I can tell."

>>

>> "I um," I said nervously. "You're not a mind reader."

>>

>> She giggled. "No. But I can read your body language and

>> it's telling me you really want me."

>>

>> "Is that what you thi..." I started to say before she

>> suddenly leaned forward and pressed her lips against mine

>> in a kiss. Then one turned into several before she

>> finally leaned back slightly.

"The first kiss was so powerful," I said. "You couldn't deny how good it made you feel. And she kissed you more."

"Her kisses felt so... good..." she whispered.

>> "How'd that feel?" she said, looking right into my eyes.

>> "Are you still going to deny it?" She leaned forward

>> again and licked my lips, licking along the upper lip

>> first, then the lower lip. God, it drove me crazy!

>>

>> "I just... I just don't think this is a good idea," I

>> said, trying to find any excuse to stop this. My head was

>> telling me how wrong it was, but my body was telling me

>> the opposite. And my body was screaming louder!

>>

>> "What are you afraid of?" she asked, stroking my check and

>> jaw. "You know I love you. You know I won't hurt you.

>> So just stop it. Cut the crap."

>>

>> She bent down and kissed and licked my neck before kissing

>> back up my jaw to my lips. This time our kiss was far

>> more passionate and long-lasting. My head was spinning

>> when she finally moved back again.

>>

>> "God, you're so fucking beautiful," she whispered. "And

>> your lips are so soft." She ran her fingers over my lips

>> and I felt a jolt of tingling electricity pass through my

>> body and ignite my clit.

"Then she made you realize how badly you wanted to see her body, to see her naked," I said. "You wanted to see every curve. Not only see her body... but touch it... feel her soft skin with your bare hands. For the first time, you wanted to, and indeed did, touch another woman's body sexually. And it only inflamed your desire for her. You were beginning to feel a change in yourself. You realized that stupid boys didn't matter any more. Only this woman mattered."

"She was so beautiful," she said. "And I'd never been with a woman like this before... I... I touched her... I touched her pussy... I touched another woman's pussy for the first time."

"It changed you, didn't it?" I asked. "You've never looked at a man that way before. But to see her body exposed to you..."

"She made me... touch... her," she whispered.

>> "What a pretty outfit you have on," she said, smiling at

>> me as her fingers toyed with my shirt.

>>

>> "Thank you," I whispered. I was finding it harder and

>> harder to speak.

>>

>> "Tell me," she said, looking at me very seriously but with

>> a little smirk. "Have you ever touched a pussy before?"

>>

>> I was shocked that she even asked me a question like that.

>> Of course I hadn't. I liked guys! "Well... no..."

>>

>> "Would you like to?" she asked, very seriously.

>>

>> "I dunno..." I said. I know I sounded meek and shy. But

>> I didn't know how to respond. She couldn't be serious,

>> right? Straight women don't do things like that.

>> Straight women don't want to do things like that.

>>

>> "Don't be shy. Don't be shy," she said, trying to calm

>> me. "Come 'ere. Why don't you unbutton my shorts."

>>

>> I didn't know what to do or say. I could barely move.

>> She took my hand and brought it towards the button on the

>> front of her shorts. Slowly, she helped me unbutton and

>> unzip them. Opening the front, I saw her frilly white

>> lace panties for the first time.

>>

>> "Here... give me your hand," she said, taking my hand

>> again. She pulled it towards her, put it against her

>> stomach and then slid it down and into her panties. "This

>> is so you can now say you've felt another woman's pussy."

>>

>> Her pussy was so warm and inviting. And so wet. I

>> couldn't believe I was actually doing this. I mean, I'd

>> masturbated a lot, so I knew what my pussy felt like... but

>> this was another woman.

>>

>> "Yes," she said, gasping a little. "Just put a little bit

>> of your finger inside." I did as she asked, and slid my

>> finger in between her labia, touching inside her for the

>> first time. It felt... so good. Her hand was on my arm,

>> holding me in place, encouraging me to play with her pussy

<< even more.

>>

>> "You like that?" she asked. "Mmmm... feel how hot and wet

>> it is."

>>

>> "Yeah," I said, almost too shocked to do anything but

>> follow whatever she wanted.

"And she wanted you to do more than touch her," I said, watching Gabrielle masturbate in her trance, watching her own finger dance inside her panties and nylons. "She really wanted you to taste her, didn't she? She wanted you to want her pussy... fully and completely."

"It was... so embarrassing, but I... I did it," Gabrielle said softly.

>> "Why don't you taste it once?" she asked.

>>

>> "Taste it?" I said, surprised. Was she asking me to lick

>> her like they were doing in the movie or something?

>>

>> "Just do it," she said, pulling my hand free of her

>> panties. "Just stick your finger in your mouth."

>>

>> My finger tips were all wet, but one finger had even more

>> of her juices on it. I swallowed nervously for a moment

>> and then brought it up to my mouth as she watched me.

>> She knew I'd do it. I slid the finger into my mouth and

>> touched it to my tongue, tasting another woman for the

>> first time. It was a different taste... not bad...

>> just... different.

>>

>> "You like that taste?" she asked, smiling at me.

>>

>> "Yes," I whispered, licking her juices off the tip of my

>> other fingers, too.

"Oh, she was just getting started, too. She wanted you to see the rest of her body and you couldn't wait. You wanted to see her naked now."

Gabrielle moaned a little. "I wanted to see her naked..." she whispered.

"Her breasts were magnificent, so womanly," I said. "You were so happy to see and touch them."

>> She smiled at me, knowing how much this was affecting me.

>> "Do you want to see my boobs?"

>>

>> "Yes," I nodded slowly. Seeing her body was what I wanted

>> most right now and I was scared that she wouldn't, that

>> she was just teasing me, that she was going to make fun of

>> me at any minute.

>>

>> "Here, why don't you take my shirt and bra off," she said,

>> lifting her hands in the air to help me. I grabbed the

>> hem of her shirt and lifted it up and over her head, then

>> tossed it aside. She turned slightly to give me access to

>> her back and I reached back and unfastened her bra.

>>

>> "Ok," I said as I looked at her. She was holding her bra

>> to her breasts to keep them concealed from my sight. Then

>> she looked directly at me as she removed her bra and

>> tossed it aside as well. "Oh... wow," I gasped, seeing

>> her naked breasts for the first time. They were...

>> incredible! I could only stare at them. They were so

>> large and full and her nipples were swollen and pointed.

>>

>> "Here," she said, grabbing both of my hands. "Feel 'em."

>> She brought my hands to her breasts and pressed them in,

>> her hands over mine. She manipulated my hands to squeeze

>> her breasts again and again. "You like that?" she asked.

>> I was barely breathing and exhaled, realizing that I'd

>> been holding my breath.

>>

>> I nodded, almost unable to speak. "Yeah." Her breasts

>> were so full, and filled my hands. They were so soft and

>> heavy and her nipples were hard and dug into my palms.

>> She moved my hands around, slipping her nipple between my

>> fingers and lightly pinching them.

"You enjoyed touching her for the first time. It really excited you," I said. "She made you show your body, too. You were shy, but, deep down, you really wanted to do it, didn't you? And she didn't give you an option to escape. She took your shirt and bra off and, even though you were still shy, she was able to give you pleasure playing with your breasts."

"I was so embarrassed," she said, "but she wouldn't take no for an answer. The way she touched me... made me shiver."

>> "Why don't you take your shirt off now?" she asked me.

>>

>> "I... I can't," I said. I was too scared. My body didn't

>> match up to hers in any way. She'd laugh at me.

>>

>> "Aww... you can do it," she said. "I know you can."

>>

>> I shook my head, but she was so insistent. She grabbed

>> the bottom of my shirt and started to pull it up. "Ok,"

>> I said, finally lifting my arms and letting her take it

>> off.

>>

>> "Want me to help you with the bra?" she said, smiling at

>> me. I wasn't wearing a very sexy bra, like she had been.

>> And my breasts were absolutely nothing like hers. I was

>> barely even a B-cup. But she turned me and reached behind

>> me to unfasten my bra... and I couldn't stop her.

>>

>> "Ok," I whispered as I felt it unclasp and felt her pull

>> it off my arms and toss it aside. I covered my breasts

>> with my hands, hiding them from her.

>>

>> "See?" she said. "That wasn't so bad." She looked at me

>> a second then down at my hands. She shook her head.

>> "Let me see 'em. Come on."

>>

>> "I'm embarrassed," I said, blushing, holding my breasts

>> more firmly.

>>

>> "Don't be," she said, grabbing my wrists. She pulled on

>> my arms, helping me pull them away and I put them at my

>> sides. "See, you have beautiful breasts. Look at those

>> nipples."

>>

>> "You like them?" I asked. I was surprised. Her breasts

>> were so incredible and mine didn't compare at all.

>>

>> "I do," she smiled.

"She loved your body," I said. "You could tell from her face and body that she wanted to touch you more, she wanted to taste you. God, you wanted that so badly... but... you were still so shy. You almost laugh thinking about it today."

"I was so nervous I was shaking," she said.

>> "You mind if I lick one?" she asked. I looked back at

>> her, wondering if I heard her correctly. Did she just ask

>> for that? "Here... you'll like it." She grabbed one

>> breast and when she bent down, she lifted the nipple to

>> her mouth. She licked it slowly and softly, causing me to

>> gasp. And when her lips locked around it and she sucked

>> on it, I thought I was going to have an orgasm right then

>> and there.

>>

>> She pulled away far too soon.

>>

>> "That wasn't so bad was it?" she asked, smiling at me.

>> My eyes were half closed and I was breathing rapidly. She

>> knew that I enjoyed it. And she loved teasing me.

>>

>> "No," I whispered. I wasn't even sure if I said it out

>> loud or not.

>>

>> "This one looks jealous," she said, and moved to my other

>> breast, licking and sucking on it like the first. God

>> this was torture! I wanted to scream it felt so good!

>>

>> She kissed up to my neck and then back down to my breasts,

>> keeping her hot breath on my skin the entire time. Her

>> wet tongue was driving me insane.

>>

>> "Oh my God... that feels so good," I said suddenly.

>>

>> She giggled. "You like your nipples played with, don't

>> you?"

>>

>> "Yes," I said, embarrassed.

"And then it became a shared, sexual experience," I said. "Both of you, touching the other to give the other pleasure. It was your biggest step yet to true lesbianism... your biggest step towards your ultimate sexual satisfaction. You'd had sex with a few guys before, and it never was very good at all. All the fumbling, all the guys' desiring nothing more than fulfilling their needs without a second thought to your own. But this... this was different. You were both wanting to give pleasure to the other... unselfish, delicious pleasure."

>> "Why don't you touch mine, too," she suggested.

>>

>> "I don't know how," I said. I didn't. I'd never done

>> such a thing before. Ever.

>>

>> "Just try."

>>

>> I grabbed her breasts and squeezed them, fondling them

>> like she was doing to mine. It was easy enough just to

>> follow her example as she pinched my nipples and pulled

>> them. I did the same thing back and she let out a moan of

>> pleasure.

>>

>> "Should I lick them, too?" I asked, wondering it she'd let

>> me or not. In a way, I was wondering if I was ready for

>> that.

>>

>> "Yeah, let me see what you've got," she said, pulling her

>> shoulders back and thrusting out her breasts. It was a

>> challenge. I held her breast in my hand and leaned

>> forward. Extending my tongue, I touched another woman's

>> breast for the first time. Slowly, I licked her nipple,

>> up and down a few times, then circled her areola.

>>

>> "Oh yeah... suck on them," she giggled. "I want to see

>> you worship my titties."

>>

>> "Oh my God they're so perfect," I said. Her breasts and

>> nipples were covered with my spit as I licked and sucked

>> all over them.

>>

>> "I'm glad you like them," she said. "See, nothing to be

>> shy about."

>>

>> "Did that feel good?" I asked, looked up at her. I hoped

>> I didn't embarrass my self too much.

>>

>> "That felt incredible," she smiled, pulling me up into a

>> kiss.

"She lay beside you, touching your body as she kissed you," I said. "She wanted more than just your breasts, she wanted a lot more. And, before you knew it, she had you completely naked. She touched you. She touched you like no one had ever touched you before. And she gave you the first orgasm you ever received from a woman. From that moment on, you were hooked on women."

>> She lay beside me, kissing me as her hand slid up and down

>> my thigh, lightly scratching it. Then it moved over my

>> shorts and started teasing my clit. God, it was driving me

>> crazy!

>>

>> "Ooh, you're getting excited," she giggled. While looking

>> me in the eyes, she started unfastening my shorts, pushing

>> them down. Then she sat up onto her knees and crawled

>> between my legs, pulling my shorts and panties off.

>> "Don't be shy," she said when she felt me starting to hide

>> my body again. "I won't hurt you."

>>

>> Then she lay back beside me and kissed me, her hand now

>> stroking my bare pussy. Her fingertips stroking my labia,

>> teasingly. "Give me a taste."

>>

>> "What?" I asked. She took my hand in hers and led it down

>> to my pussy. Her hand over mine, she pushed it into my

>> pussy, forcing me to touch myself... forcing me to

>> masturbate. She used her fingers to force one of mine

>> inside me, making me finger myself. Then she pulled my

>> hand away and brought it up to her face.

>>

>> She smelled my fingertips for a moment, smiling dreamily,

>> then slid them into her mouth one at a time. "Mmmmmm,"

>> she moaned softly. "Does that excite you to give me a

>> taste of your pussy?"

>>

>> I was staring at her, so caught up in how erotic it was

>> watching her lick and suck on my fingers. "Yes," I

>> panted, barely able to breathe. That was the most

>> erotic thing I'd ever done in my life.

>>

>> She started kissing me again while her hand moved on my

>> pussy, circling my throbbing clit and sliding two fingers

>> inside me. "Tell me what you like," she whispered.

>>

>> "I like it fast like that," I said as her fingers rapidly

>> slid in an out of my wetness, her palm lightly slapping my

>> clit. "Oh it feels so good."

>>

>> "You like that?" she asked.

>>

>> "Yes," I said, feeling my body quickly moving towards my

>> first lesbian orgasm. "I like... it... so much."

>> Suddenly, without warning, my body erupted. I felt my

>> body trembling, my muscles contracting inside me as I

>> felt searing white hot heat erupting from my pussy. It

>> was... it was... incredible!