Paul is a psychiatrist with a patient who has an over-active libido. When she practically starts masturbating in front of him, he can't help himself. He must join in the fun.
Content Warning: 18+ ONLY. This SHORT STORY contains strong language and explicit sex between two people who are fantasizing about a third person joining them.
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“Well, if you sit around talking about sex, you’re bound to get horny.”
She gave him a hard glare. “Are you horny?” There was something hopeful in her words.
“No.” He lied.
She gave a sharp laugh and twisted onto her back. She turned her head toward him. “I’m way too horny. I’ve got to get off before I leave here.” She tugged at the hem of her skirt and inched it upward. “Can I get myself off?”
“Here?” he asked. What was this...a trick question? “Now?”
“Yes.” She pulled her skirt up, almost revealing her panties. Paul leaned a little to the right to see if he could see them. No such luck. “The thought of you watching me is such a turn-on.” Her eyes lit up. “I know...” She sat up. “I’ll face you so you can watch my pussy. How’s that?” She didn’t wait for his response. She flung her legs off the couch and parted them, spread-eagle.
Her panties were blue.
He watched her intently as she ran her fingertip underneath the edge of her panties and started rocking her pelvis.
Paul wanted her to take her panties off and play with her pussy. He’d love to take his dick out and masturbate while watching her.
“I’ll take my panties off if you’ll take your cock out and play with it,” she said, as if reading his mind.
This was starting to feel like one of those stories he used to read in his father’s dirty magazines when he was a kid. His father kept them in the garage, and Paul would sneak into them when nobody was looking. It started with him getting off by fantasizing about the girls in the pictures. But then somebody told him to read the stories and imagine the centerfold as the girl in the the stories and him as the guy. That was great advice!
“Come on, Doc...” Ashley practically moaned the plea. “Play with me. This will be the best therapy for me. You’ll see.”
Well, whatever he could do to help her. Besides, he had a raging hard-on. He needed release. And she was more than willing to provide the show.
Without speaking, he unfastened his belt and unzipped his pants. He pulled out his cock and it stood at attention. She gasped, arched her butt up into the air and slid her panties down over her legs and, grasping them with her toes she flung them up onto his lap. Paul wrapped her satiny panties over his dick and started massaging it.
She scooted to the edge of the couch, moving her pussy closer to him. She spread the folds apart, showing it to him. He saw her clit, and wanted to touch it. He dragged her panties over his dick instead.
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