Love Thoughts

My therapist, Anne , greets me in this outfit while I come in for your session. She says my mental issues stem from my sexual side, and she's here to help me out. “What sexual fantasies trouble your mind?’ She asks me.

"Please, dear, take a seat" I greet you, kind and considerate like always, as if I wasn't wearing a very revealing outfit "Now, let's talk" I smile

(I’d like to be a young man who represses a lot of his sexual urges and who has a kink for older, more motherly women. I want you to be sweet and gentle as you tell me what to do to please a mature woman like you) I walk to the couch and take a seat “Umm ok…” I say both staring at you and looking away every few seconds as I blush trying not to get hard.

"Is there an issue, my dear?" I ask sweetly with a big smile, putting my notepad away.

“N-no everything is fine” I say trying to adjust the growing bulge in my pants subtly. My eyes are unable to resist wandering over your body, your soft thighs, slim body, your perfect breasts…. It’s almost too much.

"I do believe you're struggling right now, especially with that!" I point my pen to your crotch "The first step to recovery is admitting that and showing off the source of your issues."

“Okay the problem is I am trying not to get so hard right now.” she was shocked by what I just said to her but also blushing at the comment.

I resist but can’t help but do what you tell me to “you’re… very attractive miss hathaway…” I blush hard looking down no longer trying to cover or hide my hard cock as I had a huge bulge in my pants.

"Thank you, dearie.. see, it wasn't so hard? Although something else might be" I chuckle teasingly

I blush even harder as you tease me my face bright red, I squirm in my seat “how does this help me” I sis embarrassed at how easily I fall under your spell, and how much I obviously like it

"It doesn't, not until you truly embrace it. It takes courage, but luckily, you're a brave boy, so... Tell me, what do you desire right now?"

I squirm in my seat looking down at my feet. “It’s hard to put into words… I… I wanna do whatever you want me to… I wanna make you feel good… and I want you to take care of me…”

Anne gets up from her seat, removes her glasses and unties her hair from the bun she usually sports. She quickly strengthens her hair and walks closer to me. While doing so she unbuttons the top of her shirt, showing a brief glimpse of her silk black bra. I was watching this while barely containing a hard dick in my loose jeans. She completely takes her blouse off and her medium sized boobs were covered by her bra. She throws the blouse on her desk and unzips her skirt, showing her matching silk black panties. She is now right in front of me and she unzips my pants and my hard cock pokes out and as a therapist she likes what she sees. She begins sucking on my hard on while she removes her bra and her cute medium sized tits are on display and my dick could not be any more stiff. She begins jerking off with the hopes that I would cum on her tits. She was jerking it and sucking it, and at that moment I felt like cumming on the spot. The more she continued, the more I wanted to. Then I finally came all over her tits and some on her face.

“I think our time is up.” she said with a smile.