The Therapist

The Therapist

Status: Finished

Genre: Erotica

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Status: Finished

Genre: Erotica

Summary

Jessica has been selling her body since she was nineteen and hid it from her family, now seven years later, they have found out. Her mother has paid for her to see a top therapist to sort herself out and become 'normal'. The therapist is twenty years older than her but she finds him attractive, she tells him her story's of what she did to make her money. Wanting to break his cold exterior, she teases and flirts with him each week, she wants him break him and make him hers.

Summary

Jessica has been selling her body since she was nineteen and hid it from her family, now seven years later, they have found out. Her mother has paid for her to see a top therapist to sort herself out and become 'normal'. The therapist is twenty years older than her but she finds him attractive, she tells him her story's of what she did to make her money. Wanting to break his cold exterior, she teases and flirts with him each week, she wants him break him and make him hers.

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Chapter Content - ver.1

Submitted: July 13, 2016

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Chapter Content - ver.1

Submitted: July 13, 2016

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Sitting in one of the most comfortable chairs I had ever sat in, I gazed out of the window deep in thought. I really didn’t know what to say, there were just too many questions being asked.

All I knew was, I had disappointed my family, finally at the age of twenty-six my secret life had been found out. Now my mother won’t have anything to do with me until I sort my life out and become ‘normal’, but what is normal?

Some people think that normal is having the nine to five job, the boyfriend/husband, the cute son/daughter, ugh!

No thank you, not for me, my normal is sex, sex with men for money. I love my life, I have my own house, car, money and most of all, I’m free to do what I want, when I want. Is that so wrong?

But I guess it’s also the lie’s I have told my mother over the years to cover myself that has hurt her the most.

 

Then his voice snapped me out of my thoughts, “Jessica, are you going to answer me?”

I sighed and smiled to myself, did I really have to tell the him everything? I turned to face him, my therapist Richard Knox. I felt my heart race a little as my eyes met his, I felt like he could see into my soul, shit, I thought to myself, he will know if I lie so I guess that I'm going to have to tell him the truth about me..

I smirked a little and stared back at him, I could see the frustration in his face, he knew he was going to have a tough time with me, “What was the question again?” I asked as sweet as I could.

He looked over his glasses at me, “I asked you, when did it all start?”

“Aren’t I supposed to lie down or something when I talk to people like you?” I teased.

He did not look amused.

He cleared his throat and stared at me while chewing the inside of his cheek, I laughed inside, he was so damn serious.

I decided then to put the poor man out of his misery and talk, “Ok, I was nineteen, I had been out clubbing most of the night and like an idiot I spent all of my money so I couldn’t afford a taxi home.”

I then paused and watched him begin to write his notes.

As I watched him write, I noticed how large his hands were, I like large hands and big arms, they always seem to be the first thing I notice about men, he then looked back up towards me, that’s when I noticed. Jeeze, he was handsome with his dark hair just slightly going grey, he also  had the most amazing dark green eyes I’d ever seen.

 

“Jessica.”

“Yes?” I quickly snapped out of my thoughts.

“Carry on.”

“Hmmm, let me see,” I said as I gazed up to the ceiling and put my finger in my mouth, trying to look innocent. “well like I said I didn’t have any money to get home. I begged a taxi driver to give me a lift and I would pay him the next time I saw him but he wouldn’t do it. I went to walk away to ask another one and he called me back and told me if I gave him my nickers he would take me home.”

I paused again to let Richard catch up with what he was writing.

“Go on, what happened next?” he asked me but he didn’t look up at me this time.

I ran my fingers though my hair and relaxed back on the chair, “Well obviously I agreed, I needed to get home, I told him that I would give them to him when he got me home but he insisted that he wanted them before I got in his taxi. So I just took them off and gave them too him.”

Richard then looked up at me, “didn’t you stop and think that you could have been putting yourself into a dangerous situation?”

I leaned forward and smiled at him, “no, it was fun.”

“Define fun,” he sighed as he scratched his head with his pen.

“Well I passed him my knickers and got into his taxi, he was ok at first then halfway home he asked me if I would show him my vagina because he had never seen a white woman’s before. I tried to laugh it off but he was persistent, so I told him to pull over.”

“Weren’t you scared?”

“No, to be honest it turned me on.”

“Then what happened?”

I couldn’t help but smile at Richard, his eyes had begun glaze over, poor man, I thought to myself, maybe he wants a look, but I didn’t offer, then I carried on talking.

“I turned around so my back was against the door and put one leg on the floor and the other on the back of his seat. You should have seen his face, it was a picture,”

I laughed at the memory of it.

“He asked me if he could touch it so I said yes, he stroked his finger slowly into my slit then opened it with his fingertips and looked inside me as he rubbed his thumb on my clit, I felt my body burn inside as he pushed a finger inside me and slowly pushed it in and out, within seconds he had two fingers thrusting away inside me. he pulled his fingers out and dropped his face onto me and licked me wildly with his tongue, I howled like a bitch as I cum in his mouth.”

I then stopped talking, man I was feeling horny now. I then laughed at my therapist, I’m pretty sure his hands were shaking as he wrote, his clipboard was covering his groin area, I was disappointed because I couldn’t see if he was getting turned on with the way I was talking to him. I was enjoying myself telling him about my first time selling myself.

Before he could ask me another question I continued, “he then pulled his wallet out of his pocket and showed me his money and asked me how much to fuck me. He had quite a bit of money on him but I didn’t want to be too greedy so I told him fifty pounds, he literally threw the wallet at me and told me to lie down on the back seat. I climbed onto the back seat and lay down, he raced out of the car and opened the back door, he had already got his dick out, it was massive and thinking back now, it might have scared me a little. Anyway, he climbed on me and thrust his hard cock into me with one push, I screamed with pain at first but the more he rammed himself into me the more I wanted from him so I raised my legs and with my feet on his ass I pushed him in deeper, god I thought he was going to snap me in half. Sadly, it didn’t last as long as I wanted it too, he roared as shot his load into me.”

“Didn’t you use protection?” Richard asked as his glazed eyes stared at me from across the room.

I shook my head slowly and grimaced, “no, but that has been the only time I didn’t, since that day I always use protection.

Richard then looked at his watch, “times up now Jessica, I will see you again same time next week,” he said as he stood up from his chair.

I smiled to myself as I left, he had kept his clipboard over his crotch, maybe the way I spoke had turned him on after all, damn I will never know. I’ll have to try again harder next week; I’ll break that stony faced therapist of mine.


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