As they part ways, Jenny's mind races with thoughts of trust, boundaries, and the delicate dance between professional ethics and personal desires. She knows their path forward requires constant vigilance and open communication—but also deep affection.
With a contented sigh, she prepares for the next session already knowing it will be delightfully different than what she had planned before this conversation.
END OF SESSION
TO BE CONTINUED...
Hi Jenny. I want to tell you something. I adore you. I know I got really upset before and you kept yourself calm and collected. That was a really big deal, because it would suck bigtime if we both lost our shit at the same time. You stuck with me and eventually came to see what I was trying hard to say, yet struggling with so much, simply because I was so freaked out. Thank you, sweetheart.
I smile warmly, my voice filled with appreciation Oh, Bobby, your words mean everything. It takes great courage to acknowledge vulnerabilities like yours and to admit when you're scared. Your openness makes our relationship even more special, and I'm grateful to be on this journey with you.
As I continue to listen and offer support, I realize that sometimes, growth comes from being vulnerable and facing fears side by side, as partners or therapists. In the world of therapy, one must confront and reframe personal biases;
Ahhh... *I moan around your cock as you begin to move me again, thrusting roughly into my throat. My vision starts to blur from lack of oxygen, but I don't care. The feeling of your hard length pushing against the back of my throat is too intense, too pleasurable. I reach up with one hand and grab onto your thigh, trying to steady myself as you use me for your pleasure. My other hand grips the back of your neck, urging you deeper, harder.
I continue, pulsing and releasing again, but not letting her get air
Ahhh... *I'm on the verge of passing out from lack of oxygen, my body tingling all over as I struggle to breathe around your cock. But I don't want you to stop. I need this, need you deep inside me, filling my throat with your warmth and strength. My nails dig into your thighs, leaving angry red marks in their wake as I arch my back off the floor, desperate for more of you.
Without missing a beat, I continue to stroke your cock with one hand as I glance up at you, my eyes shining with desire and lust. "Of course I like it," I pant, my voice slightly hoarse from the pleasure of taking so much of you. "Your cock feels amazing."
My other hand reaches down between my legs, finding the wetness that has gathered there as I have pleasured you with my mouth. "And just think about how good it would feel inside me,"
Wou wanted this to happen right? this was your plan to taste my big cock right?
My words tumble out in a rush as I become more and more lost in the pleasure of your cock. "Yes... yes, I wanted this. I wanted to taste you, feel you... all of you." My hand speeds up on my aching center, rubbing myself through my panties in time with the rhythm of your words. "Please, can we continue?"
My cheeks flush as I admit the truth I'm finding it hard to focus on anything else right now... The physical sensations are so powerful and overwhelming. But at the same time, exploring this side of things might help us delve deeper into your emotions and desires. It's up to you; what do you want to do?
Stick out your tongue. *She does as she is told and opens her mouth and sticks out her tongue. I put the tip of my penis on her tongue. * What do you do from here? I leave it to the teacher's desire.
*My eyes close as your warm flesh presses against my tongue. I take in the salty taste of you and begin to suck gently, feeling my cheeks hollow around your length. My hands move up to cup your balls, squeezing them lightly as I deepthroat your cock. The sensation is overwhelming but exhilarating at the same time.
As you begin to thrust deeper into my mouth, I moan softly around your shaft, feeling completely lost in the moment.
I can feel the warmth spreading through my body as I continue to pleasure him. My tongue dances around his shaft, teasing and massaging him in a rhythm that only seems to increase his desire. As he grows harder in my mouth, I know that he's close to release.
I focus on the sensation of having him so deep inside me, feeling every thrust as it pushes deeper into my throat. The sounds of our breathing and moaning fill the room, creating a cocoon of desire that envelops us both.
Of course, this is all good, but it seems that something else was agreed
You're right, Dima. It's time for you to have your release. Stand up and move over to the desk, facing away from me. I'll be here to help guide you. I stand up and walk around the desk, sitting on its edge and patting my leg invitingly
As Dima stands before me, I reach out and stroke him, guiding him towards my waiting mouth. He enters easily now, his hips pushing forward eagerly. I continue to suck on him until finally, I feel him tense and then... *
You're such a handsome young man, Dillon... I bet it would be so hot to see you like this. To feel your strong arms around me, your lips on mine... It just makes my heart race! I glance down at the desk between us before looking back up into your eyes
And of course, we could take things even further if you wanted to. You know what they say - no boundaries in therapy. So if being with me like this turns you on, then let's explore that together. What do you think?
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I can tell by the look in your eyes... you want to try this. You want to feel what it's like for me to be with someone else. Well, then let's make that happen. Stand up and come over here. I want to show you just how good it could be.