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“After our session last week I think you may be ready to move forward in your therapy.”
“Dr. D, I know I was able to achieve climax, but I was still nervous about your touch and I actually do feel safe with you. How can I feel safe with anyone else?”
“Emily, you were able to relax in a way I have not seen before. But we had to start this therapy while you were still scared and reserved. Maybe we don’t go that far the first time, but I do think you need to begin the next phase of your therapy.”
“Doc, but you were patient with me and so gentle. Your touch was kind and the right amount of force that I needed. What if someone else isn’t? What if they are too aggressive or forceful? Can I stop it if I need to?”
“You are safe in this room. Trust me. I will be here the whole time. Let’s take advance of this appointment time.”
“Wait! Now?! But how is there someone available with this short notice?”
“Emily, relax. I always have someone ready for these appointments.” Dr. D pressed a button on his phone and said, “Mel, we’re ready.”
“Mel?”
“Yes, you know my secretary, Melanie. She is great at fulfilling all of her job responsibilities and this is one of them.”
Emily knew who Melanie was. She sat at the front desk and greeted Emily with a lovely smile every time she showed up for her appointments. She’d be lying if she said that she had never noticed Melanie’s beauty. She would was plump and easily could have been a model. Her skin was smooth and dark. She may be Indian and Emily had always noticed Indian women. She had shared her attraction to the beauty of woman with Dr. D. He knew this was something that she needed to explore but it terrified her. Melanie would be her first encounter and somehow it made her feel better, but at the same time much more nervous. Melanie had an accent and always sounded seductive. Maybe this is why Dr. D hired her for this position. He knew she could turn anyone on.
There was a knock on the door and then the knob turned. So did Emily’s stomach. With one motion the door opened wide, Melanie stepped in and the door was closed. Her eyes met Emily’s and she smiled. Her teeth were straight and white. He lips were full and dark. Her eyes always sparkled and she had a welcoming aura.
“Mel, we don’t want to waste any time so we need to get started. Will you please set up the chair.”
Emily watched as Melanie gracefully moved across the room. She reclined an inviting chair that had wrist straps connected to the sides. Mel placed a small pillow on the chair. She turned and walked straight towards Emily, stopping directly in from of her.
“Alright, Emily, Mel is going to help you out of your clothes so we can begin.”
Melanie took Emily’s hand and pulled her to a standing position. She grabbed the bottom of Emily’s shirt and began to lift it.
“Emily,” she said in her sultry voice, “you’re going to have to work with me here. Lift your arms, please.”
Emily raised her hands above her head and Melanie wasted no time. In a quick motion the shirt was up and off and on the couch next to them.
As Melanie moved Emily couldn’t help but watch her. She watched her body with each motion. Melanie had large, natural breasts. Emily noticed them when she can to her very first appointment. She wore revealing but very classy tops. When she moved they bounced just enough to catch anyone’s eye. They were voluptuous. Emily felt that Melanie was fully aware she was being watched and she was leaning into it knowing it would only help the treatment process and make this therapy session be more successful.
Emily stood before Mel and Dr. D. She still had her pants on but now, only her bra on top. Emily was happy with her body so she wasn’t embarrassed. What was new for her was that it was a woman who was looking at her.
Melanie stepped closed and Emily felt her fingers at her waistline which sent chills down her spine. With a quick motion, the pants were unbutton, unzipped and at Emily’s ankles. Mel bent over to pick them up, her breasts bouncing and swinging with her graceful movements. Emily tried not to make it obvious that she was looking, but she noticed Mel’s bra was black lace and seemed a tad too small. Emily could see just a small sliver of the dark pink of Mel’s areola. Whoa! Emily had never looked at another woman’s breast this closely in the flesh. Emily had looked at pictures and even videos. But Melanie stood before her in the flesh.
Melanie tossed the jeans on the couch. “Emily,” she said sweetly, “would you please change into these?” She lifted her hand and Emily saw panties dangling from Mel’s finger. “They have a clasp on the side making removal easier when you’re in a seated position.”
“Why can’t I just sit with none on?” Emily asked in confusion.
“Well, there are techniques that we do here that require your mons and vulva to have fabric on them. It can affect the sensations and help the process.”
Emily couldn’t understand Melanie’s casual use of these words.
“Ok, do I do it here? Now?”
“Yes, please.”
Emily slid her panties off and as they fell to her ankles, Mel bent to grab them. Her black hair gently brushed against Emily’s stomach and mons sending goosebumps across her skin.
Mel dropped them on top of the jeans as Emily wrapped the black panties around her ass and vulva. She clasped the side as Mel took her hand and guided her to the chair.
Emily sat in the chair and Melanie strapped her wrists to the sides. Emily’s heart began to race.
“Why do my wrists need to be strapped?” Melanie threw a glance over her shoulder to Dr. D.
“Well,” he said, “you need to be totally vulnerable. If you can push Mel away then it will hinder your therapy progress.”
Emily took a deep breath. She was comfortable in the soft, reclined chair. The pillow Mel had placed sat at Emily’s lower back offering extra comfort. The chair had a high back so Emily could relax her head and still have eyes on Mel’s every move.
“Ok,” Dr. D’s voice came from behind Mel, “you are a strong woman and have great pleasure in your body. You need to allow your body to embrace the touches of Mel’s fingers and mouth.”
“Mouth?” Emily thought!
“Mel is going to introduce you to the reality of the thoughts and fantasies that have been plaguing your mind. This will bring you to a place where you will be able to rationally work through your desires and get you closer to understanding yourself. Trust me, Emily, as your doctor. I trust Mel and therefore you do too.”
Mel, unbuttoned her top and tossed it to the floor. Emily was taken back! She didn’t think this would involve Mel exposing herself.
Her breasts were large and hung above her full stomach. She had incredible curves! “It’s ok, Emily. You can look. This is part of the session. If I stayed dressed then you are only experiencing a woman touching you. You also need to experience my body.”
“Emily,” Dr. D’s voice was soft, “don’t worry. You won’t be doing anything TO Mel. That will be a later session. But it is important for you to see Mel in a new way so you can embrace her advances.”
Emily’s thoughts whirled around as the Doc’s words sunk in. “That will be a later session?”
Mel moved towards Emily and rested her hands on the chair by Emily’s shoulders. Mel’s breast hung and Emily worked painfully hard to keep her eyes on Mel’s face. Mel’s eyes danced. “Look at them, Emily. Look.”
Emily’s dropped her gaze and locked onto Mel’s full chest. She saw the laced pressed out by the pressure of Mel’s large nipples. They were much larger than Emily’s. They were not far from the edge of the lace where Mel’s areola was making its appearance. Emily couldn’t help but think about using her own teeth the pull the lace down revealing all the off limits parts of Mel’s breast. She could reach it if she brought her head forward. But the doctor said it was for a later session. Emily came back into her thoughts feeling surprised by her desire.
“Do you like them, Emily? Most women do.”
“Um,” Emily swallowed hard, “I. . . I do.” Emily whispered.
“I often play with them too. I’m thankful for their size because I can actually kiss them myself.”
Emily felt wetness on her borrowed black panties.
Was this part of the therapy? Melanie’s words were raw and sexy. Emily struggled to rationalize Melanie’s comments as just “part of the session.” Would Dr. D step in and stop her if she was crossing lines? Emily felt like it was more than it should be. These thoughts made her heart race even more. Maybe Mel has actually interested in Emily. Maybe it was more than just therapy.
Mel brought her mouth to Emily’s chest. She kissed high on Emily’s chest only allowing her hair to swing across Emily’s breasts. She slipped her tongue out, lifted her gaze and locked eyes with Emily’s. She smiled and lowed her tongue until it touched Emily’s breast. Emily’s breath caught. This was a first for her. Doc knew this was something she had fantasied about and he was fulfilling it for her. Her tongue moved across the top of each breast. Emily felt the pressure of Mel’s tongue and mouth on her and imagined Mel taking her nipple into her mouth. Would she?
Mel brought her hand down the side of the chair and before Emily could take a breath, Mel’s hand was cupping Emily’s left breast. The wetness was increasing in the borrowed panties. Mel squeezed hard. Emily’s nipples were getting harder.
“I like your firm breasts. Your nipples are small. That’s wonderful.” Mel’s voice seemed even more sultry now as if she was a phone sex worker trying to make the experience hot with only the use of her voice. “I’m going to love on them now.”
Emily sucked in her stomach making her breasts pressed towards Mel. Mel let out a little chuckle. “Nice,” she whispered.
“Dr. D, I know I was able to achieve climax, but I was still nervous about your touch and I actually do feel safe with you. How can I feel safe with anyone else?”
“Emily, you were able to relax in a way I have not seen before. But we had to start this therapy while you were still scared and reserved. Maybe we don’t go that far the first time, but I do think you need to begin the next phase of your therapy.”
“Doc, but you were patient with me and so gentle. Your touch was kind and the right amount of force that I needed. What if someone else isn’t? What if they are too aggressive or forceful? Can I stop it if I need to?”
“You are safe in this room. Trust me. I will be here the whole time. Let’s take advance of this appointment time.”
“Wait! Now?! But how is there someone available with this short notice?”
“Emily, relax. I always have someone ready for these appointments.” Dr. D pressed a button on his phone and said, “Mel, we’re ready.”
“Mel?”
“Yes, you know my secretary, Melanie. She is great at fulfilling all of her job responsibilities and this is one of them.”
Emily knew who Melanie was. She sat at the front desk and greeted Emily with a lovely smile every time she showed up for her appointments. She’d be lying if she said that she had never noticed Melanie’s beauty. She would was plump and easily could have been a model. Her skin was smooth and dark. She may be Indian and Emily had always noticed Indian women. She had shared her attraction to the beauty of woman with Dr. D. He knew this was something that she needed to explore but it terrified her. Melanie would be her first encounter and somehow it made her feel better, but at the same time much more nervous. Melanie had an accent and always sounded seductive. Maybe this is why Dr. D hired her for this position. He knew she could turn anyone on.
There was a knock on the door and then the knob turned. So did Emily’s stomach. With one motion the door opened wide, Melanie stepped in and the door was closed. Her eyes met Emily’s and she smiled. Her teeth were straight and white. He lips were full and dark. Her eyes always sparkled and she had a welcoming aura.
“Mel, we don’t want to waste any time so we need to get started. Will you please set up the chair.”
Emily watched as Melanie gracefully moved across the room. She reclined an inviting chair that had wrist straps connected to the sides. Mel placed a small pillow on the chair. She turned and walked straight towards Emily, stopping directly in from of her.
“Alright, Emily, Mel is going to help you out of your clothes so we can begin.”
Melanie took Emily’s hand and pulled her to a standing position. She grabbed the bottom of Emily’s shirt and began to lift it.
“Emily,” she said in her sultry voice, “you’re going to have to work with me here. Lift your arms, please.”
Emily raised her hands above her head and Melanie wasted no time. In a quick motion the shirt was up and off and on the couch next to them.
As Melanie moved Emily couldn’t help but watch her. She watched her body with each motion. Melanie had large, natural breasts. Emily noticed them when she can to her very first appointment. She wore revealing but very classy tops. When she moved they bounced just enough to catch anyone’s eye. They were voluptuous. Emily felt that Melanie was fully aware she was being watched and she was leaning into it knowing it would only help the treatment process and make this therapy session be more successful.
Emily stood before Mel and Dr. D. She still had her pants on but now, only her bra on top. Emily was happy with her body so she wasn’t embarrassed. What was new for her was that it was a woman who was looking at her.
Melanie stepped closed and Emily felt her fingers at her waistline which sent chills down her spine. With a quick motion, the pants were unbutton, unzipped and at Emily’s ankles. Mel bent over to pick them up, her breasts bouncing and swinging with her graceful movements. Emily tried not to make it obvious that she was looking, but she noticed Mel’s bra was black lace and seemed a tad too small. Emily could see just a small sliver of the dark pink of Mel’s areola. Whoa! Emily had never looked at another woman’s breast this closely in the flesh. Emily had looked at pictures and even videos. But Melanie stood before her in the flesh.
Melanie tossed the jeans on the couch. “Emily,” she said sweetly, “would you please change into these?” She lifted her hand and Emily saw panties dangling from Mel’s finger. “They have a clasp on the side making removal easier when you’re in a seated position.”
“Why can’t I just sit with none on?” Emily asked in confusion.
“Well, there are techniques that we do here that require your mons and vulva to have fabric on them. It can affect the sensations and help the process.”
Emily couldn’t understand Melanie’s casual use of these words.
“Ok, do I do it here? Now?”
“Yes, please.”
Emily slid her panties off and as they fell to her ankles, Mel bent to grab them. Her black hair gently brushed against Emily’s stomach and mons sending goosebumps across her skin.
Mel dropped them on top of the jeans as Emily wrapped the black panties around her ass and vulva. She clasped the side as Mel took her hand and guided her to the chair.
Emily sat in the chair and Melanie strapped her wrists to the sides. Emily’s heart began to race.
“Why do my wrists need to be strapped?” Melanie threw a glance over her shoulder to Dr. D.
“Well,” he said, “you need to be totally vulnerable. If you can push Mel away then it will hinder your therapy progress.”
Emily took a deep breath. She was comfortable in the soft, reclined chair. The pillow Mel had placed sat at Emily’s lower back offering extra comfort. The chair had a high back so Emily could relax her head and still have eyes on Mel’s every move.
“Ok,” Dr. D’s voice came from behind Mel, “you are a strong woman and have great pleasure in your body. You need to allow your body to embrace the touches of Mel’s fingers and mouth.”
“Mouth?” Emily thought!
“Mel is going to introduce you to the reality of the thoughts and fantasies that have been plaguing your mind. This will bring you to a place where you will be able to rationally work through your desires and get you closer to understanding yourself. Trust me, Emily, as your doctor. I trust Mel and therefore you do too.”
Mel, unbuttoned her top and tossed it to the floor. Emily was taken back! She didn’t think this would involve Mel exposing herself.
Her breasts were large and hung above her full stomach. She had incredible curves! “It’s ok, Emily. You can look. This is part of the session. If I stayed dressed then you are only experiencing a woman touching you. You also need to experience my body.”
“Emily,” Dr. D’s voice was soft, “don’t worry. You won’t be doing anything TO Mel. That will be a later session. But it is important for you to see Mel in a new way so you can embrace her advances.”
Emily’s thoughts whirled around as the Doc’s words sunk in. “That will be a later session?”
Mel moved towards Emily and rested her hands on the chair by Emily’s shoulders. Mel’s breast hung and Emily worked painfully hard to keep her eyes on Mel’s face. Mel’s eyes danced. “Look at them, Emily. Look.”
Emily’s dropped her gaze and locked onto Mel’s full chest. She saw the laced pressed out by the pressure of Mel’s large nipples. They were much larger than Emily’s. They were not far from the edge of the lace where Mel’s areola was making its appearance. Emily couldn’t help but think about using her own teeth the pull the lace down revealing all the off limits parts of Mel’s breast. She could reach it if she brought her head forward. But the doctor said it was for a later session. Emily came back into her thoughts feeling surprised by her desire.
“Do you like them, Emily? Most women do.”
“Um,” Emily swallowed hard, “I. . . I do.” Emily whispered.
“I often play with them too. I’m thankful for their size because I can actually kiss them myself.”
Emily felt wetness on her borrowed black panties.
Was this part of the therapy? Melanie’s words were raw and sexy. Emily struggled to rationalize Melanie’s comments as just “part of the session.” Would Dr. D step in and stop her if she was crossing lines? Emily felt like it was more than it should be. These thoughts made her heart race even more. Maybe Mel has actually interested in Emily. Maybe it was more than just therapy.
Mel brought her mouth to Emily’s chest. She kissed high on Emily’s chest only allowing her hair to swing across Emily’s breasts. She slipped her tongue out, lifted her gaze and locked eyes with Emily’s. She smiled and lowed her tongue until it touched Emily’s breast. Emily’s breath caught. This was a first for her. Doc knew this was something she had fantasied about and he was fulfilling it for her. Her tongue moved across the top of each breast. Emily felt the pressure of Mel’s tongue and mouth on her and imagined Mel taking her nipple into her mouth. Would she?
Mel brought her hand down the side of the chair and before Emily could take a breath, Mel’s hand was cupping Emily’s left breast. The wetness was increasing in the borrowed panties. Mel squeezed hard. Emily’s nipples were getting harder.
“I like your firm breasts. Your nipples are small. That’s wonderful.” Mel’s voice seemed even more sultry now as if she was a phone sex worker trying to make the experience hot with only the use of her voice. “I’m going to love on them now.”
Emily sucked in her stomach making her breasts pressed towards Mel. Mel let out a little chuckle. “Nice,” she whispered.
