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Sex Making it Better

I was told I need help.

That I fucked to much, friends and strangers alike.

My family and non-fucked friends think that maybe wanting a cock in me all the time is a problem. So to make them happy I agreed to see a therapist.

They even picked a respected and well ranked doctor, with rave reviews! They were excited for my bettering mental health and sexual normality.

I wasn’t sure what to expect myself and when I got to the office and saw Loren Silk on the plaque I thought I was about to meet a porn star. Someone with a name like that surely couldn’t be a doctor! She must be ugly.Which is a mean thing to say but…

So imagine my surprise when I get called into the comfy room and the doctor isn’t an ugly or old woman. It was a fit man my age! He was a stud and I wanted to know what his cock tasted like before I even got to sit on that comfy couch.

“Hello, what brings you here today?” he asks.

“Well my family thinks I have a problem?” I purred, leaning forward towards him. Letting him see down my shirt, stare down my massive cleavage. My skirt so short that I knew he’d be able to peek at my panties under the cloth.

His eyes followed down that long line of tits. Especially as my fingers traced up and down tracing over my giant tits.

“Oh?” he asked, his eyes moving up and down his voice sounding a little breathless.

“They think I have a problem… But, I…” I trailed off, choosing my words carefully. “Think I’m just a very open and receptive girl who enjoys my love freely.” I leaned forward, putting my hand on his knee. Noticing a throb in his growing tent. “I’d be more than happy to talk about it with you, every week.” I smiled at him, my hand tracing up his thigh. Watching that growing bulge twitch in his pants.

“Of course as your patient we can… Explore all these…” my hand reached his upper thigh. “Things together.”

“That sounds very promising Miss… Brandy.” he smiled. His hand moving over mine, guiding it to his cock. Letting me feel his very nice hard cock under my hand.

“Mmmm… Mr. Silk I think you’re happy to see me.” I ran my fingers up and down his cock in his pants, pulling the zipper letting his cock free from his pants. My fingers wrapping around the thick staff already dripping with precum. “I can’t wait to what progress we can make with this.”

I think therapy maybe is a good idea. I’ll have to thank my family later, tell them they are putting me on the right path after all.

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