Sex Files from a Therapist Chapter 5
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Carol and her son, Zach, had agreed after their first and lengthy sexual encounter, to back away for some time. Carol thought it was important for both of them to think through what they had done with each other and make sure they did not push the situation beyond what one or both were comfortable with doing. To Zach's credit, he was all for moving forward, but agreed and respected his mother's request and did not push the issue or press her to continue. He did not bring up the subject again or refer to it in any way. They continued to have dinner together, watch movies occasionally and generally let their relationship return to normal without interruption. Carol was pleased with him about that, but on the other hand, not discussing it seemed like there was this elephant in the living room all the time. She wanted some distance to think it through on her own, but she also felt like the longer this took, the more likely there would be problems between them later. As much as she wanted to jump into bed with her son and relive their first encounter she knew it would be a mistake.
Meanwhile, she was finding herself more preoccupied with her encounters at the office. She had now counseled with three different clients that had some form of a family sexual encounter. Two of them led to her own participation with them in her office and one had led to her and her son fucking later that same evening. It apparently had a strong draw that she did not understand. In between these visits, she was treating what she considered the more run of the mill sexual issues such as men with porn addictions, husbands and wives disagreeing on what was acceptable in the bedroom, fetish issues and other things. She was beginning to see trends that she did not recall from her studies and had not picked up on in practice previously. Men did not have as a rule, a general porn addiction. Their indulgence in porn was very often topic specific. Some had what she would call a particular fetish, but would not be regarded as a fetish at all in professional circles or even by the general public. Most of those types of things were common in most mainstream porn movies: female on female, group sex, the classic male cum shot. Others were more specific. Men wanted to see cum shots on feet or tits or faces. Some just liked watching other men jack off or watch people try to get fucked in public without getting arrested. Not one man who came to her office just watched porn in general. They had a specific interest. Only when it interfered with their normal sex life did she really encourage them to find ways to give it up for the sake of their marriages and healthy relationships.
This attitude she was developing was also challenging her and the way she looked at her profession. It was something of a split personality. If all sexually outlying behavior was normalized, then the psychological profession went out of business. But to discuss those outlying behaviors as if they were wrong seemed to fly in the face of reality and put unnecessary pressure and guilt on a person because they enjoyed something different than others.
One of her male clients pointed out some of those things to her and she had to admit at the time that he made some potentially valid points. His particular interest was in videos of women getting tit fucked and the men cumming on their tits at the end. He pointed out that the woman was never used via physical penetration, there was never and acts of v******e, she was never challenged to do anything other than let the man rub his cock between her tits until he came. It was a form of masturbation in her client's eyes that just allowed for another person to participate. Carol had acknowledged this much and assured him that this in itself was not a problem as long as it didn't interfere with his sex life with his wife.
"Actually," he said, "we fuck two or three times a week, but she thinks getting tit fucked is weird, there is no pleasure for her, and she doesn't like having cum all over her chest. So, I get plenty of sex and enjoy it, but I would dearly love for her to let me do that now and then, but she refuses. I think she is the one with the problem and the one thing I would desperately love to do, I will never get the chance to do. So I watch it on video when I can."
Carol's response was, "So, if you could tit fuck someone now and then, presumably your wife, you would never watch this type of stuff?"
"Why watch it if you can live it?" was the client's response.
"Will you be perfectly honest with me if I gave you an option to consider?" asked Carol.
"Well, sure. No point coming here and spending all this money and not being honest with you."
"Okay, then. I want you to get tit fucked and then come back next week and tell me honestly if you have had the urge to watch videos of this behavior."
"That sounds all well and good, doctor, but what do you expect me to do? Walk up to women and ask them if I can tit fuck them until one of them says, sure honey sounds like a great idea?"
Carol laughed at him, "No, simpler than that. Tit fuck me right now. Tell me what position you want me in, I take off my top, you tit fuck me until you cum. You shoot it on my tits and then you leave. Next week you come back and tell me if you have watched any porn. But you have to be honest. If you are not honest, you will probably be coming here for a lot longer spending a lot of money for no progress."
Her client just stared at her in disbelief. "Seriously? You would let me do that to you in the name of treatment?"
"I admit it is not exactly standard practice. But it seems you have this need or believe you do and your wife doesn't understand it. So let's see how it works for you. As you pointed out, I will not be expected to do anything that is harmful to me, so I lose nothing, put nothing at risk, but I may help you in some special way."
"Then, fuck yeah, let's do it!" The man stood up and nearly fell over trying to rush to get his clothes off. Carol removed her blouse and bra very deliberately to reveal her beautiful round, C-cup tits. He asked her to lie down on the couch and he straddled her, tucking his cock between her tits and started to slide his shaft between them. She squeezed her tits tightly around his cock and watched as his cock head would peek out from the tops of her tits with each stroke. She felt his smooth balls glide over her abdomen and he stroked, using her tits as the hand he normally resorted to after watching his favorite videos. Carol made no noises or acted like she was into it, faking an arousal that was not there like in the movies. She wanted to give him a sense of the reality of it. She was simply on her back jerking him off with her tits. There was no arousal for her and no real interest on her part. But her client was really enjoying himself and in a few short minutes, grabbed his cock from between her tits and began cumming on one and then the other until he was spent. He grabbed some tissues and wiped himself off and left the couch. Without cleaning up, Carol sat up still covered in his cum on her tits.
"How was it living out the fantasy?" she asked.
The client was fastening his pants and clearly was thinking about it. "You know, I understand my wife's side of it now. In the videos I watch, the women all look they are getting off on the act, but I can see now that in real life, the woman gets nothing from it in the act by itself. As part of overall sex, I can see it being fun now and then, but it was not nearly as satisfying as I thought it would be. You have a beautiful pair of tits, so it isn't you. You were willing enough and you did a great job of getting me off. It just wasn't what I expected it would be."
"Come back in a week and give me an honest assessment and the urges you have between now and then."
The client left and Carol cleaned the cum off her tits before the next client came in. This was another man who had a fetish of cumming on feet. Carol rolled her eyes in her mind. The man described how he loved stocking covered feet sliding up and down a cock in videos and dreamed of having a woman get him off that way. The discussion went much the same as with the client before him. Again, Carol probed him about his sex life otherwise and he claimed it was healthy, but he had never approached his wife about doing that for him because he was afraid it would reveal that he had been watching such things. Carol removed her shoes to reveal stocking covered feet and told the man he was going to do two things. He was going to let her get him off with her feet and if he liked it, he had to go home to his wife and ask her to do that for him. He did not have to reveal that he was watching porn, but that one of his buddies at work had mentioned it and he thought it sounded like a hot idea for something different. Carol pulled her chair close and opposite of her client's as he freed his stiff cock. She stroked his dick with her feet until a short time later, he splattered his shirt and pants with a thick gob of cum. Some of it soaked her toes, which she found not to be so wonderful of a feeling, but then she had to admit it was somewhat arousing and might be more so if she were with someone she wanted to be with - like her son. She filed that one away for future consideration. In this, the man found it highly arousing and left planning to ask his wife yet that night.
The next week, both men came back at their scheduled appointments. The tit fucker said he no longer had the urge to watch the videos and did not even bring it up with his wife. He said the funny thing was, since he was no longer asking her to do it, she brought it up and agreed to do it for him in the shower where he wouldn't get cum all over the sheets by her face. He said they both found it to be very hot and agreed to do it once in a while. He said their sex was better than ever this week.
The guy with the foot fetish returned and said that his wife was all over the idea and was eager to try it. She told him she had seen videos of such things and was interested in jerking him off that way and would even consider jerking other men that way if it turned him on for a really good fuck with her afterward. He was practically giddy since they were going to an adult theater that night to see if any men were willing to settle for that. He had discovered that his wife had a kinky side as well. Now Carol had lost two clients because she had actually helped them solve their issues. She shook her head that the simplest solution was communication and honesty. Then it hit her. She had the office assistant clear her calendar for the rest of the afternoon and headed home early.
She arrived at home just five minutes after her son, Zach had gotten home himself.
"Hi mom, what brings you home so soon today?"
"You."
"Me? What about me brings you home so soon today? Something wrong?"
"Yes. I have spent the last two weeks wanting you and not being honest about it. I have been denying myself of the truth that I want you so much. And I have shut you out of the conversation and stopped the communication that we need to have. Do you still want me?"
"Of course, mom." He swept her off her feet and carried her to her bedroom and they mostly tore each other's clothes off. As with their first time together weeks earlier, neither wasted any time with foreplay. Zach climbed between his mother's thighs and she quickly pulled his long, hard cock to her pussy and took his full length in one stroke, nearly knocking her out with the shock waves blasting through her body. By his fourth stroke, Carol was cumming so hard he had to stop his motion until her climax abated.
When she had relaxed she rolled him over on his back and she began riding him hard, trying to drive him to orgasm as quickly as he had driven her. She was successful. In just a few strokes of her own on his shaft, he began to buck underneath her and she could feel his cock swell inside her and throb as he shot gob after gob of cum deep into her.
She wasn't done with him yet. She lay on top of him and they kissed passionately for several minutes as she continued to hump on his cock. He never had the chance to soften inside her and she quickly brought him back to fucking hardness again. He propped himself against the headboard and she sat on his cock with her back to him, then leaned back against his chest. She used her legs to slide up and down his cock as he cupped her perfectly round tits in both hands and they enjoyed a slower, more relaxed fuck. He could feel her beautiful round ass slide up and down his lower abdomen and her sleek back do the same against his muscular chest. But more than anything, he enjoyed the warm, tight grip of his mother's pussy holding his cock, stimulating it with every move. She reached down and found his balls with one hand and gently tugged on them and squeezed them in her hand. He found her clit with a finger and rubbed it as his cock continued its in and out dance with her pussy. Carol came again, this time it lasted longer, was a little less intense, and yet more satisfying in some ways than the first. This orgasm was followed immediately by another and then a third smaller one to cap the series. She lifted off, turned and lowered her face to his lap and chose to suck him the rest of the way until she felt the familiar signs that her mouth was about to be flooded with his salty white cum. This time she did not swallow at the start. She waited until he was done shooting. Then she savored the taste for a couple of minutes before finally swallowing it all and then paused to lick his wet shaft from top to bottom.
They laid in each other's arms for quite awhile before Zach asked, "what brought that on mom? It was amazing, but I was beginning to think we were done before we had really gotten started."
"Let's say I had an epiphany at work today. I think you need to plan on us doing a whole lot more of this in the future. Just plan on it and don't let your grades fall because you are thinking with the wrong head."
Zach smiled and relaxed with his mother at his side, filled in both ends with his cum.
Carol returned to the office the next day with another new client scheduled for a first consultation. It turned out to be another mother-son pair in for a discussion. All things have a pattern in Carol's mind, so she was eager to find out what pattern these two fit in. The young man was 20 and had been in a habit of spying on his mother for some time. She had caught him in the act on more than one occasion and had gotten upset with him, but nothing changed. He readily admitted to it and said that he thought his mother was a beautiful woman and he lusted after her. He even admitted to going to his room after sneaking peeks of her in the shower or drying off afterward and jerking off. But then he outed his mother.
"But what she isn't telling you is that I have seen her spying on me as well. She makes excuses to come in the bathroom when I am showering or drying off. She even took my towel from me one time, saying she washing towels and wanted to add that one to the load. Then she stood there looking at my cock. She has also been spying on me when I have been jerking off. I see her in the doorway peering through the crack since the door doesn't shut right and she watches me jerk off. She has also come into my bedroom at night and feels me up and makes my cock stiff when she thinks I am asleep."
The mother's face was bright red. She began to cry a little as she confessed it was all true. She didn't think he knew she wanted him. And she knew she shouldn't want him, but it was almost more than either of them could bear.
"Where is your husband in all of this? There has to be some strain at home given the tension between you too." Carol asked.
"Actually," the mother said, breaking down in tears even more now, "he has said more than once that he would really love to make a threesome out of he and I and our son. He has been pushing me to get something started, but I have no idea of how to go about it. I would like to and I know my son would love to have something with me, but how do you tell your son that his dad wants his presence in the bedroom for sex with his mother?"
The son, and Carol, were totally caught off guard.
"Dad actually wants to see me having sex with you? And you really want the same thing? Is this true, mom?"
All the mother could do was nod through the tears. She finally cleared up enough to confess that she and his dad had actually done numerous threesomes over the years. It turned him on and she loved two men at the same time. But it was hard to find someone they could trust these days, so they seriously talked about bringing their son into it.
"Now that you are plenty old enough, your dad has been pushing really hard. I just haven't found the way yet - until now - and now I have probably fucked it up."
"So why did you come to see me since you and your hubby are in this plot together? And why did you bring him?" Carol asked pointing at the young man.
"I was hoping that through the discussion about the other stuff, it would allow for a discussion on the way home of what I really wanted to do and this might break the ice. I didn't know that he had figured me out."
Her son put his arms around his mother and hugged her tightly. They stood up to make it full hug when she felt his hardness pressing against her. Her hand reached between his legs and squeezed his cock. Carol noticed that even through the tears, this mother was dialed in on her son's cock.
"Well, maybe if you are already going to feel each other up here in my office, you should go ahead and get your first private fuck out of the way here and now. Wouldn't be the first time someone shot their load in my office."
Carol was actually being unusually sarcastic with her comment, but the client pair took her at her word and she pulled her son's cock from his pants and lifted her dress over her waist and bent over the chair. Carol watched it like a train wreck as the young man took his mother from behind and fucked her hard for three or four minutes before grunting and cumming in his mother's pussy.
The mom was more than a little disappointed. "Looks like your father is going to have to give you some lessons on a proper fucking, son. But don't worry, you'll get the hang of it."
The two left and Carol was pretty sure she would not see them again. She sat at her desk and looked at her calendar and at the names and addresses of those she had seen over the past couple of weeks. It suddenly occurred to her that all of the family sex cases had addresses that were within just a few blocks of her own home address. That seemed a little too coincidental given that she commuted more than five miles to her office everyday. And two of them had used the word, "delighted" as they left. It was flimsy at best, but she was beginning to think there was more to this than random people choosing her to help them with their family sex issues. She hoped to find other clues, but she had no idea where to look or what to look for.
When she got home that evening, she heard the shower running and peered in through the open door to see her son showering in the foggy shower stall. The water shut off and he stepped out to grab his towel. She zeroed in on his semi hard cock dangling in front of him and made her presence known. She walked up to him, lowered herself to her knees and gave him an impromptu blow job. His freshly showered cock, the steamy room and a warm gush of cum down her throat had her ready for more. She undressed and Zach took her to his room and laid her on the bed. He dove into her pussy face first began massaging her inner walls with his tongue. He loved the feel of her insides on his tongue and the hard nub of her clit. He also loved the feel of her hands curling his hair as she tugged on it when she came. And she came hard. Her toes curled, her back arched and pussy pushed hard against his face and she hissed her pleasure on his lips.
"That is not like you, mom. You don't normally just waltz in and give your son a blow job. What gives today?"
"Your stiff cock stepping out of the shower. How about we take your next boner somewhere out in the world and see if we can get caught fucking."
"Have you lost your mind?"
"No, it's still between my ears. But it has expanded to include fucking you in public if you have the balls for it." Carol challenged him with a laugh.
They chose to go to a clothing store and give their shot at public fucking in a booth for trying on clothes. She stepped in with a dress and he stepped in with a pair of slacks. When they were sure no one saw them take the same stall, they undressed and Carol bent over on the seat, propping herself on her knees for her son to take her from behind. Zach stuffed his hard cock into his mother and began drilling her earnestly. He didn't think they should take too long so he didn't worry so much about making her cum as much as to make himself cum quickly. But Carol was noisy and had a hard time containing herself. He tried putting a hand over her mouth, but it was still clear to anyone else in the changing room that there was more going on than a too-tight dress.
A clerk heard to sounds and since this was not her first encounter with a couple banging in the changing rooms, she quietly walked into the otherwise empty dressing room area and slipped her key in the door only to find that it was not locked. Zach and his mom were too deep into their fucking to notice the audience. The clerk was aroused by the large cock pounding the woman on the bench and began fingering herself as she watched them fuck. Carol came and her fluids were very evident as they soaked her son's cock. Shortly after, Zach moaned and filled his mother's hole with a thick cum that clung to his cock and balls.
When he pulled out, he turned and saw the clerk, and blushed. "Hi Lindsay. Uh, I can explain."
Carol was humiliated at being caught on her first public fuck until she saw her client standing there as red-faced as she was. And how did Zach know this woman? Here was another puzzle piece and the picture was becoming slightly more clear. Carol wiped the cum flowing from her pussy and Lindsay came to her and helped - not with tissues, but with her tongue - and volunteered to clean Zach's cock as well.
"I think we have quite a bit to discuss when we get home tonight, Zach." Carol was both aroused and slightly upset. She would wait until she had a clear picture to decide what to think.
Meanwhile, she was finding herself more preoccupied with her encounters at the office. She had now counseled with three different clients that had some form of a family sexual encounter. Two of them led to her own participation with them in her office and one had led to her and her son fucking later that same evening. It apparently had a strong draw that she did not understand. In between these visits, she was treating what she considered the more run of the mill sexual issues such as men with porn addictions, husbands and wives disagreeing on what was acceptable in the bedroom, fetish issues and other things. She was beginning to see trends that she did not recall from her studies and had not picked up on in practice previously. Men did not have as a rule, a general porn addiction. Their indulgence in porn was very often topic specific. Some had what she would call a particular fetish, but would not be regarded as a fetish at all in professional circles or even by the general public. Most of those types of things were common in most mainstream porn movies: female on female, group sex, the classic male cum shot. Others were more specific. Men wanted to see cum shots on feet or tits or faces. Some just liked watching other men jack off or watch people try to get fucked in public without getting arrested. Not one man who came to her office just watched porn in general. They had a specific interest. Only when it interfered with their normal sex life did she really encourage them to find ways to give it up for the sake of their marriages and healthy relationships.
This attitude she was developing was also challenging her and the way she looked at her profession. It was something of a split personality. If all sexually outlying behavior was normalized, then the psychological profession went out of business. But to discuss those outlying behaviors as if they were wrong seemed to fly in the face of reality and put unnecessary pressure and guilt on a person because they enjoyed something different than others.
One of her male clients pointed out some of those things to her and she had to admit at the time that he made some potentially valid points. His particular interest was in videos of women getting tit fucked and the men cumming on their tits at the end. He pointed out that the woman was never used via physical penetration, there was never and acts of v******e, she was never challenged to do anything other than let the man rub his cock between her tits until he came. It was a form of masturbation in her client's eyes that just allowed for another person to participate. Carol had acknowledged this much and assured him that this in itself was not a problem as long as it didn't interfere with his sex life with his wife.
"Actually," he said, "we fuck two or three times a week, but she thinks getting tit fucked is weird, there is no pleasure for her, and she doesn't like having cum all over her chest. So, I get plenty of sex and enjoy it, but I would dearly love for her to let me do that now and then, but she refuses. I think she is the one with the problem and the one thing I would desperately love to do, I will never get the chance to do. So I watch it on video when I can."
Carol's response was, "So, if you could tit fuck someone now and then, presumably your wife, you would never watch this type of stuff?"
"Why watch it if you can live it?" was the client's response.
"Will you be perfectly honest with me if I gave you an option to consider?" asked Carol.
"Well, sure. No point coming here and spending all this money and not being honest with you."
"Okay, then. I want you to get tit fucked and then come back next week and tell me honestly if you have had the urge to watch videos of this behavior."
"That sounds all well and good, doctor, but what do you expect me to do? Walk up to women and ask them if I can tit fuck them until one of them says, sure honey sounds like a great idea?"
Carol laughed at him, "No, simpler than that. Tit fuck me right now. Tell me what position you want me in, I take off my top, you tit fuck me until you cum. You shoot it on my tits and then you leave. Next week you come back and tell me if you have watched any porn. But you have to be honest. If you are not honest, you will probably be coming here for a lot longer spending a lot of money for no progress."
Her client just stared at her in disbelief. "Seriously? You would let me do that to you in the name of treatment?"
"I admit it is not exactly standard practice. But it seems you have this need or believe you do and your wife doesn't understand it. So let's see how it works for you. As you pointed out, I will not be expected to do anything that is harmful to me, so I lose nothing, put nothing at risk, but I may help you in some special way."
"Then, fuck yeah, let's do it!" The man stood up and nearly fell over trying to rush to get his clothes off. Carol removed her blouse and bra very deliberately to reveal her beautiful round, C-cup tits. He asked her to lie down on the couch and he straddled her, tucking his cock between her tits and started to slide his shaft between them. She squeezed her tits tightly around his cock and watched as his cock head would peek out from the tops of her tits with each stroke. She felt his smooth balls glide over her abdomen and he stroked, using her tits as the hand he normally resorted to after watching his favorite videos. Carol made no noises or acted like she was into it, faking an arousal that was not there like in the movies. She wanted to give him a sense of the reality of it. She was simply on her back jerking him off with her tits. There was no arousal for her and no real interest on her part. But her client was really enjoying himself and in a few short minutes, grabbed his cock from between her tits and began cumming on one and then the other until he was spent. He grabbed some tissues and wiped himself off and left the couch. Without cleaning up, Carol sat up still covered in his cum on her tits.
"How was it living out the fantasy?" she asked.
The client was fastening his pants and clearly was thinking about it. "You know, I understand my wife's side of it now. In the videos I watch, the women all look they are getting off on the act, but I can see now that in real life, the woman gets nothing from it in the act by itself. As part of overall sex, I can see it being fun now and then, but it was not nearly as satisfying as I thought it would be. You have a beautiful pair of tits, so it isn't you. You were willing enough and you did a great job of getting me off. It just wasn't what I expected it would be."
"Come back in a week and give me an honest assessment and the urges you have between now and then."
The client left and Carol cleaned the cum off her tits before the next client came in. This was another man who had a fetish of cumming on feet. Carol rolled her eyes in her mind. The man described how he loved stocking covered feet sliding up and down a cock in videos and dreamed of having a woman get him off that way. The discussion went much the same as with the client before him. Again, Carol probed him about his sex life otherwise and he claimed it was healthy, but he had never approached his wife about doing that for him because he was afraid it would reveal that he had been watching such things. Carol removed her shoes to reveal stocking covered feet and told the man he was going to do two things. He was going to let her get him off with her feet and if he liked it, he had to go home to his wife and ask her to do that for him. He did not have to reveal that he was watching porn, but that one of his buddies at work had mentioned it and he thought it sounded like a hot idea for something different. Carol pulled her chair close and opposite of her client's as he freed his stiff cock. She stroked his dick with her feet until a short time later, he splattered his shirt and pants with a thick gob of cum. Some of it soaked her toes, which she found not to be so wonderful of a feeling, but then she had to admit it was somewhat arousing and might be more so if she were with someone she wanted to be with - like her son. She filed that one away for future consideration. In this, the man found it highly arousing and left planning to ask his wife yet that night.
The next week, both men came back at their scheduled appointments. The tit fucker said he no longer had the urge to watch the videos and did not even bring it up with his wife. He said the funny thing was, since he was no longer asking her to do it, she brought it up and agreed to do it for him in the shower where he wouldn't get cum all over the sheets by her face. He said they both found it to be very hot and agreed to do it once in a while. He said their sex was better than ever this week.
The guy with the foot fetish returned and said that his wife was all over the idea and was eager to try it. She told him she had seen videos of such things and was interested in jerking him off that way and would even consider jerking other men that way if it turned him on for a really good fuck with her afterward. He was practically giddy since they were going to an adult theater that night to see if any men were willing to settle for that. He had discovered that his wife had a kinky side as well. Now Carol had lost two clients because she had actually helped them solve their issues. She shook her head that the simplest solution was communication and honesty. Then it hit her. She had the office assistant clear her calendar for the rest of the afternoon and headed home early.
She arrived at home just five minutes after her son, Zach had gotten home himself.
"Hi mom, what brings you home so soon today?"
"You."
"Me? What about me brings you home so soon today? Something wrong?"
"Yes. I have spent the last two weeks wanting you and not being honest about it. I have been denying myself of the truth that I want you so much. And I have shut you out of the conversation and stopped the communication that we need to have. Do you still want me?"
"Of course, mom." He swept her off her feet and carried her to her bedroom and they mostly tore each other's clothes off. As with their first time together weeks earlier, neither wasted any time with foreplay. Zach climbed between his mother's thighs and she quickly pulled his long, hard cock to her pussy and took his full length in one stroke, nearly knocking her out with the shock waves blasting through her body. By his fourth stroke, Carol was cumming so hard he had to stop his motion until her climax abated.
When she had relaxed she rolled him over on his back and she began riding him hard, trying to drive him to orgasm as quickly as he had driven her. She was successful. In just a few strokes of her own on his shaft, he began to buck underneath her and she could feel his cock swell inside her and throb as he shot gob after gob of cum deep into her.
She wasn't done with him yet. She lay on top of him and they kissed passionately for several minutes as she continued to hump on his cock. He never had the chance to soften inside her and she quickly brought him back to fucking hardness again. He propped himself against the headboard and she sat on his cock with her back to him, then leaned back against his chest. She used her legs to slide up and down his cock as he cupped her perfectly round tits in both hands and they enjoyed a slower, more relaxed fuck. He could feel her beautiful round ass slide up and down his lower abdomen and her sleek back do the same against his muscular chest. But more than anything, he enjoyed the warm, tight grip of his mother's pussy holding his cock, stimulating it with every move. She reached down and found his balls with one hand and gently tugged on them and squeezed them in her hand. He found her clit with a finger and rubbed it as his cock continued its in and out dance with her pussy. Carol came again, this time it lasted longer, was a little less intense, and yet more satisfying in some ways than the first. This orgasm was followed immediately by another and then a third smaller one to cap the series. She lifted off, turned and lowered her face to his lap and chose to suck him the rest of the way until she felt the familiar signs that her mouth was about to be flooded with his salty white cum. This time she did not swallow at the start. She waited until he was done shooting. Then she savored the taste for a couple of minutes before finally swallowing it all and then paused to lick his wet shaft from top to bottom.
They laid in each other's arms for quite awhile before Zach asked, "what brought that on mom? It was amazing, but I was beginning to think we were done before we had really gotten started."
"Let's say I had an epiphany at work today. I think you need to plan on us doing a whole lot more of this in the future. Just plan on it and don't let your grades fall because you are thinking with the wrong head."
Zach smiled and relaxed with his mother at his side, filled in both ends with his cum.
Carol returned to the office the next day with another new client scheduled for a first consultation. It turned out to be another mother-son pair in for a discussion. All things have a pattern in Carol's mind, so she was eager to find out what pattern these two fit in. The young man was 20 and had been in a habit of spying on his mother for some time. She had caught him in the act on more than one occasion and had gotten upset with him, but nothing changed. He readily admitted to it and said that he thought his mother was a beautiful woman and he lusted after her. He even admitted to going to his room after sneaking peeks of her in the shower or drying off afterward and jerking off. But then he outed his mother.
"But what she isn't telling you is that I have seen her spying on me as well. She makes excuses to come in the bathroom when I am showering or drying off. She even took my towel from me one time, saying she washing towels and wanted to add that one to the load. Then she stood there looking at my cock. She has also been spying on me when I have been jerking off. I see her in the doorway peering through the crack since the door doesn't shut right and she watches me jerk off. She has also come into my bedroom at night and feels me up and makes my cock stiff when she thinks I am asleep."
The mother's face was bright red. She began to cry a little as she confessed it was all true. She didn't think he knew she wanted him. And she knew she shouldn't want him, but it was almost more than either of them could bear.
"Where is your husband in all of this? There has to be some strain at home given the tension between you too." Carol asked.
"Actually," the mother said, breaking down in tears even more now, "he has said more than once that he would really love to make a threesome out of he and I and our son. He has been pushing me to get something started, but I have no idea of how to go about it. I would like to and I know my son would love to have something with me, but how do you tell your son that his dad wants his presence in the bedroom for sex with his mother?"
The son, and Carol, were totally caught off guard.
"Dad actually wants to see me having sex with you? And you really want the same thing? Is this true, mom?"
All the mother could do was nod through the tears. She finally cleared up enough to confess that she and his dad had actually done numerous threesomes over the years. It turned him on and she loved two men at the same time. But it was hard to find someone they could trust these days, so they seriously talked about bringing their son into it.
"Now that you are plenty old enough, your dad has been pushing really hard. I just haven't found the way yet - until now - and now I have probably fucked it up."
"So why did you come to see me since you and your hubby are in this plot together? And why did you bring him?" Carol asked pointing at the young man.
"I was hoping that through the discussion about the other stuff, it would allow for a discussion on the way home of what I really wanted to do and this might break the ice. I didn't know that he had figured me out."
Her son put his arms around his mother and hugged her tightly. They stood up to make it full hug when she felt his hardness pressing against her. Her hand reached between his legs and squeezed his cock. Carol noticed that even through the tears, this mother was dialed in on her son's cock.
"Well, maybe if you are already going to feel each other up here in my office, you should go ahead and get your first private fuck out of the way here and now. Wouldn't be the first time someone shot their load in my office."
Carol was actually being unusually sarcastic with her comment, but the client pair took her at her word and she pulled her son's cock from his pants and lifted her dress over her waist and bent over the chair. Carol watched it like a train wreck as the young man took his mother from behind and fucked her hard for three or four minutes before grunting and cumming in his mother's pussy.
The mom was more than a little disappointed. "Looks like your father is going to have to give you some lessons on a proper fucking, son. But don't worry, you'll get the hang of it."
The two left and Carol was pretty sure she would not see them again. She sat at her desk and looked at her calendar and at the names and addresses of those she had seen over the past couple of weeks. It suddenly occurred to her that all of the family sex cases had addresses that were within just a few blocks of her own home address. That seemed a little too coincidental given that she commuted more than five miles to her office everyday. And two of them had used the word, "delighted" as they left. It was flimsy at best, but she was beginning to think there was more to this than random people choosing her to help them with their family sex issues. She hoped to find other clues, but she had no idea where to look or what to look for.
When she got home that evening, she heard the shower running and peered in through the open door to see her son showering in the foggy shower stall. The water shut off and he stepped out to grab his towel. She zeroed in on his semi hard cock dangling in front of him and made her presence known. She walked up to him, lowered herself to her knees and gave him an impromptu blow job. His freshly showered cock, the steamy room and a warm gush of cum down her throat had her ready for more. She undressed and Zach took her to his room and laid her on the bed. He dove into her pussy face first began massaging her inner walls with his tongue. He loved the feel of her insides on his tongue and the hard nub of her clit. He also loved the feel of her hands curling his hair as she tugged on it when she came. And she came hard. Her toes curled, her back arched and pussy pushed hard against his face and she hissed her pleasure on his lips.
"That is not like you, mom. You don't normally just waltz in and give your son a blow job. What gives today?"
"Your stiff cock stepping out of the shower. How about we take your next boner somewhere out in the world and see if we can get caught fucking."
"Have you lost your mind?"
"No, it's still between my ears. But it has expanded to include fucking you in public if you have the balls for it." Carol challenged him with a laugh.
They chose to go to a clothing store and give their shot at public fucking in a booth for trying on clothes. She stepped in with a dress and he stepped in with a pair of slacks. When they were sure no one saw them take the same stall, they undressed and Carol bent over on the seat, propping herself on her knees for her son to take her from behind. Zach stuffed his hard cock into his mother and began drilling her earnestly. He didn't think they should take too long so he didn't worry so much about making her cum as much as to make himself cum quickly. But Carol was noisy and had a hard time containing herself. He tried putting a hand over her mouth, but it was still clear to anyone else in the changing room that there was more going on than a too-tight dress.
A clerk heard to sounds and since this was not her first encounter with a couple banging in the changing rooms, she quietly walked into the otherwise empty dressing room area and slipped her key in the door only to find that it was not locked. Zach and his mom were too deep into their fucking to notice the audience. The clerk was aroused by the large cock pounding the woman on the bench and began fingering herself as she watched them fuck. Carol came and her fluids were very evident as they soaked her son's cock. Shortly after, Zach moaned and filled his mother's hole with a thick cum that clung to his cock and balls.
When he pulled out, he turned and saw the clerk, and blushed. "Hi Lindsay. Uh, I can explain."
Carol was humiliated at being caught on her first public fuck until she saw her client standing there as red-faced as she was. And how did Zach know this woman? Here was another puzzle piece and the picture was becoming slightly more clear. Carol wiped the cum flowing from her pussy and Lindsay came to her and helped - not with tissues, but with her tongue - and volunteered to clean Zach's cock as well.
"I think we have quite a bit to discuss when we get home tonight, Zach." Carol was both aroused and slightly upset. She would wait until she had a clear picture to decide what to think.
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