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Chapter 3 – Special Counseling
Promptly at 8:00 on Thursday evening the doorbell rang as Rosaria was wrapping a sarong around her hips after taking a shower.
‘Sheamus, will you get that?’ she called out, sticking her head out the door from their bedroom, her beautiful breasts swaying in front of her. ‘I’m still getting dressed.’
‘No problem,’ Monsignor Sheamus O’Shaunessey replied.
Putting on her brightly-flowered halter top as she looked in the mirror, Rosaria de Gama O’Shaunessey smiled at herself, liking what she saw. Her olive skin always looked wonderful with brightly colored clothing and her halter top was pure Hawaii in that regard. She loved the feel of the silk sliding across her skin and felt her nipples immediately responding, growing hard and actually throbbing on the ends of her breasts as the silk material continued to excite them. Slipping her feet into a pair of simple sandals, she went to join her husband and their guests.
‘Good evening, Shelley, Tom,’ Rosaria said as she entered the room, giving them both a firm full-body hug and a kiss on both cheeks. ‘And how are the two of you doing tonight?’ she asked.
‘Fine, thanks,’ Tom Gilmore replied, slightly blushing. ‘Better.’
‘And you, Shelley?’ she asked, taking them by the arm and leading them into their session room, a comfortable room with several leather sofas and reclining chairs, as well as a pair of side-by-side massage tables and a pair of chair massage ‘tables’. Not just ordinary chair massage tables, these had been modified so that the seat could face the table in the ordinary fashion, or also turn 180° so that your back would be to the chair. An extra padded backrest had been added for this purpose. In addition, beneath the seat two arms could swing out, each about 3 feet long, with padded and adjustable foot rests. The seat itself was more U shaped.
‘Oh, better, I agree,’ the mid-40ish woman agreed, a bit of a smile touching her face as her grey eyes twinkled. ‘We’re definitely making progress.’
‘Well, that’s just wonderful,’ Monsignor Sheamus O’Shaunessey said as he sat on one of the leather sofas. ‘Why don’t you start by first telling us how things have gone this past week,’ he suggested as they sat on the sofa opposite and Rosaria sat next to him.
‘Well,’ began Tom, also in his mid-40s, only 5’7′ tall with the beginnings of a belly beginning to show. ‘We’ve actually managed to practice at least once a day for the entire week,’ he said, a big smile creasing his face, a lock of his thinning hair hanging down onto his forehead.
‘Both of you?’ Rosaria asked.
‘Yes,’ Shelley answered, a blush suffusing her face.
‘And how did you approach these practice sessions, as a chore to be done or with joy, anticipation?’ Monsignor Sheamus O’Shaunessey asked.
‘Well, at first with a bit of the chore attitude on my part,’ Tom admitted. ‘But that changed and I began to really look forward to it. Sometimes we practiced more than once a day,’ he added.
‘And what about you, Shelley?’ he asked. ‘How did you feel towards these practice sessions?’
‘I wasn’t as eager, especially not at first,’ she replied, ‘but it got better and I began to look forward to it, too.’
‘What made it harder in the beginning?’ Monsignor Sheamus O’Shaunessey asked. ‘Tom?’
‘Well, I found it embarrassing, knowing that it wasn’t spontaneous, that it was timed, planned, practice,’ he said. ‘It wasn’t like we suddenly had the urge, it lost almost all of its spontaneity. Then I was nervous and embarrassed that I wouldn’t do it right, wasn’t doing it right, wasn’t making Shelley feel good, the way she should.’
‘And you, Shelley,’ Monsignor Sheamus O’Shaunessey asked, ‘what were your feelings?’
‘Pretty much the same, though I think it was even harder for me,’ she said, having difficulty looking either he or Rosaria in the eye as she spoke.
‘Why, Shelley?’ Rosaria asked gently, leaning forward to place a gently hand on her knee.
‘Well, it’s like Tom said, knowing that he was trying to please me because he was scheduled to, that made me uncomfortable. It’s hard to relax that way. Maybe he was only doing it because it was what you told him to do, not because he liked it,’ she said. ‘And then I’m always worried that I’m not doing it good, that he doesn’t like it,’ she added.
‘But it got better?’ Rosaria asked.
‘Yes, definitely,’ Tom answered.
‘Yes, I think so, too,’ Shelley said in agreement, nodding her head.
‘Why is that, Tom?’ Monsignor Sheamus O’Shaunessey asked.
‘Well, I just became addicted to the smell, the flavor of Shelley’s pussy,’ he said, blushing furiously now. ‘I just couldn’t think of anything else, just her pussy, eating her all the time. And when she started cumming each time, each time quicker, well, I felt more confident that I was doing better and that helped me enjoy it more,’ he said.
‘That’s wonderful!’ Rosaria exclaimed. ‘You lucky guy, you. And you, too, Shelley,’ she added with a laugh. ‘There’s nothing like having a man who can’t get enough of eating your pussy, is there?’
‘It’s pretty amazing,’ Shelley agreed, her cheeks flaming red. ‘I found myself wet all day just thinking about Tom’s tongue in my pussy. It got to the point where I’d start cumming as soon as he stuck his tongue in my pussy and I wouldn’t stop until he did,’ she said, laughing out loud.
‘Sucking him was different, though,’ she said, shaking her head, ‘and it still is, in a way. I mean, at first, you know, it was just disgusting to me,’ she said. ‘But I forced myself to do it, like you suggested, because he was making such an effort himself for me. The first few days I almost threw up when he came in my mouth and had trouble swallowing all of it, but then I found myself just sucking him, trying my hardest to make him cum. And when he came I just drank it up, realizing that I had grown accustomed enough to the taste and texture and that I was liking it. Though I still have trouble getting him to cum sometimes.’
‘But she finally managed to take all of me into her mouth, swallowed me,’ Tom boasted proudly.
‘Well, this is just wonderful news,’ Rosaria said, clapping her hands together. ‘I am so happy for the two of you. I’m just as impressed by how much more comfortable you seem to be just talking about it.’
‘We started adding more talk to things,’ Tom said, glancing sideways at Shelley.
‘We’ll work tonight on getting more of Tom into your mouth with you, Shelley,’ Monsignor Sheamus O’Shaunessey said. ‘And we’ll step up Tom’s progress a bit to the next level. How does that sound?’
‘Whatever you say,’ Tom replied. ‘You’ve been completely right so far,’ he added, his eyes constantly fixing on Rosaria.
‘Why don’t we start with you, then,’ Monsignor Sheamus O’Shaunessey suggested, ‘then we’ll finish up with Shelley. That okay with both of you?’
‘Sure,’ Tom agreed. ‘Unless you want to start,’ he said, turning towards his wife.
‘No, it doesn’t matter, does it?’ Shelley said with a laugh. ‘It’s a win-win from where I’m sitting.’
‘And that is exactly the right attitude,’ Rosaria said with a laugh. ‘As long as it’s a win-win, it’s all good.’
‘How shall we start?’ Tom asked Rosaria as he stood up, a smile on his face.
‘Well, why don’t we start with you showing us your progress so far,’ Rosaria suggested, then added when she saw his eyes brightening, ‘that way we can also see how Shelley is reacting. Then we’ll make suggestions and take it from there, okay?’
‘No problem,’ Tom said, doing his best to hide his disappointment. ‘The chair massage tables?’
‘I think that would be perfect,’ Rosaria replied, then stepped forward and hugged him tightly. ‘Don’t worry about a thing,’ she told him as she stepped back. ‘You’ll do fine.’
‘Why don’t you two undress while Sheamus is setting up the camera,’ she said.
‘I’ll be
ready in just a minute,’ Monsignor Sheamus O’Shaunessey said as he set up his Canon XL H1S camcorder.
By the time Monsignor Sheamus O’Shaunessey had the camcorder set up, Tom and Shelley had finished undressing and Shelley was sitting on the edge of the chair massage seat with her back to the seat and her knees together, while Tom stood next to her, his cock already on the rise towards its full 5½inches.
‘Okay, I’m ready,’ Monsignor Sheamus O’Shaunessey said, the camera on his shoulder.
‘I’m certain that when you practice at home that you don’t just start in, am I right?’ Rosaria asked with a smile on her face.
‘No, we kiss a lot, petting, pretty much working up towards it, like you suggested,’ Tom replied. ‘That helped take some of the unpleasant feeling out of being scheduled, if you know what I mean.’
‘That’s one of the main reasons we suggest it,’ Rosaria replied. ‘I ask because I want you to do it that way here, too, so we can truly gauge your progress and plan further.’
‘I certainly don’t mind,’ Tom said with a laugh.
‘You seem a bit uncomfortable, Shelley,’ Rosaria said, putting a hand on her shoulder. ‘is everything alright?’
‘Well, it’s just sort of cold, clinical, if you know what I mean,’ she said. ‘I know we’re not strangers or anything, it’s just that, well, we’re naked, you’re not, Monsignor O’Shaunessey has a video camera, I feel like I’m on stage, on a porno set or something.’
‘Well, I can certainly understand your point,’ Rosaria said with a laugh. ‘I’d feel the same way if I were you. And of course Monsignor O’Shaunessey and I will take our clothes off. Shouldn’t everyone on a porno set be naked?’ she asked with a laugh as she released her sarong and let it slide to the floor, revealing that she was naked beneath. Her halter top quickly followed.
‘Here, let me help,’ Rosaria said, kneeling in front of her husband and releasing his trousers, letting them slide to the floor where he stepped out of them, his cock swinging and hitting her in the face.
‘Hey, no violence!’ Rosaria said with a laugh, grabbing his cock with one hand and shaking a finger at it with the other. ‘Play nice!’
Everyone burst out laughing and a great deal of the tension in the room disappeared. Holding the camera while her husband removed his shirt, Rosaria then stood behind Shelley as she sat on the chair massage seat, her back to the apparatus.
‘Okay, let’s get started,’ Monsignor O’Shaunessey said, bringing the camera up to his eye.
‘Why don’t you get the foot rests, Tom,’ Rosaria suggested as she moved to stand behind Shelley.
‘I’m sure Tom will have you feeling better in no time,’ she said, putting her hands on Shelley’s shoulders and encouraging her to lean back, even as Tom was placing first one, then the other foot in the foot rests, leaving her with her feet at least 3 feet apart.
‘Just enjoy yourself, let go,’ she whispered into Shelley’s ear, letting her hands slide down the front of Shelley’s chest to cup and then caress her breasts, her fingers finding her rapidly hardening nipples and pinching them as Tom knelt between her spread legs, Monsignor Sheamus O’Shaunessey right there with his video camera.
‘Oh, God,’ Shelley moaned as she felt Tom’s tongue slither into her spread pussy.
‘You taste so good,’ Tom said, smiling up at her before plunging his tongue once more into her sopping pussy before trailing it up her belly, slowly probing at her navel before continuing up to her breasts, softly sucking on each one, gently chewing on her nipples until she gasped before finally kissing her gently, letting his tongue run across her lips before they truly kissed, their tongues dancing together.
‘Yes, go ahead,’ Shelley urged him when they broke their kiss, a wild look in her eyes as she gently pushed down on his shoulders.
‘Mmm, yes,’ Tom agreed, slowly working his way back down her body, stopping to suckle her breasts before again dropping to his knees between her wide-spread thighs, her pussy split wide open, her juices coating her ass cheeks as they ran down to the seat.
‘So beautiful, ‘Tom said, using his fingers to spread Shelley’s pussy lips wide apart, showing her hole pooling with juices, her clit small but insistent, before gluing his mouth to her and sucking, drinking her up.
Almost immediately Shelley began to cum, arching her hips up into her husband’s face as he continued to feast on her pussy. Only when Rosaria noticed her orgasm subsiding somewhat did she speak up.
‘That was fantastic, both of you,’ she said. ‘We can see you’ve really learned how to respond to one another with Tom eating your pussy, and you both seem to really enjoy it, too.’
‘I love it,’ Tom said, looking up from his wife’s pussy, her juices smeared across his face.
‘Me, too,’ Shelley said, smiling down at her husband.
‘It can be better,’ Rosaria said, ‘believe it or not. Are you interested?’
‘Better than this?’ Shelley said, laughing. ‘I don’t know if I can handle that much pleasure.’
‘Really?’ Tom asked. ‘I want to give her as much pleasure as possible.’
‘Shelley?’ Rosaria inquired as she stepped around in front of the massage chair to stand facing Tom.
‘Oh, by all means,’ she said. ‘How can I possibly say no? But what’s it about?’
‘Well, our, your pussy is not the only sensitive thing in the area, so to speak. There are other spots just as sensitive, if not more so. So now we’re going to include those areas as you eat her pussy,’ Rosaria explained.
‘What areas?’ Tom asked, a dumbfounded look on his face.
‘Well, believe it or not, the anus has just as main nerve endings as the pussy and is very sensitive, as is the area of skin between the pussy and the anus called the taint, because it t’aint’s pussy and it t’ain’t ass,’ she explained with a laugh, at which they all burst out laughing.
‘I’ve never imagined anything like that,’ Tom said honestly.
‘Me, either,’ Shelley said, an uncertain look on her face. ‘I’m not so sure I’d like that.’
‘Oh, you’ll love it, believe me,’ Rosaria said with a laugh.
‘And so will you, Tom,’ Monsignor Sheamus O’Shaunessey added from behind his camera.
‘Shall we try?’ Rosaria asked, looking from one to the other.
‘Well…’ Shelley started to say.
‘Oh, of course,’ Tom said with a laugh. ‘That’s what we’re here for, to learn. If we don’t like something, we don’t have to continue with it, but we should find out about what we can so we’ll have something to make a decision about.’
‘How, what should I do?’ he asked, looking up at Rosaria.
‘Well, first of all, let’s change the configuration of the chair a bit to make it easier,’ she said, lifting first one, then the other of the foot rest support arms about 20 degrees up into the air where they locked into place, having the effect of spreading Shelley’s thighs and pussy even further, but also causing her to scoot a bit forward on the seat so that her entire pussy and rosebud were prominently exposed.
‘Now,’ she said, moving to kneel beside Tom right in front of Shelley’s spread pussy, ‘you want to remember to share your time, spread your tongue around, really,’ she said laughing. ‘Tease her pussy, tease her taint, tease her rosebud. Just like it was her pussy, just more to it,’ Rosaria said with a smile.
‘Okay, I think I understand,’ Tom said, a bit of confusion on his face.
‘Here, we’ll do it like before,’ Rosaria said. ‘I’ll show you, then you can try it, okay?’
Before Tom had even managed to stammer his agreement Rosaria had turned to Shelley and leaned forward, slowly dragging her tongue from her rosebud all the way up to her clit, which she gently sucked on. Then as Tom watched with his mouth hanging open Rosaria proceeded to give Shelley a world-class rim job, tonguing her rosebud, probing it with her stiffened tongue, licking and teasing her taint, driving her tongue deep
into her pussy to drink up the juices that poured forth.
Shelley was writhing on the chair massage seat as Rosaria showed Tom what to do. She was out of her mind at the sensations Rosaria’s tongue was producing. Nobody had ever done anything remotely like this to her. She thought she would pass out when she felt her stiffened tongue press into her ass, even as she realized that she was consciously relaxing to help her. When finally once again she felt Rosaria sucking on her clit her entire body let go as she came, her orgasm wracking her body as Rosaria continued to drink her up.
‘That’s what I mean,’ Rosaria panted as she lifted her pussy-smeared face from Shelley’s pussy when she had finished cumming. ‘Do you think you can do that?’ she asked.
‘Yes,’ Tom said firmly, nodding his head. ‘Absolutely.’
‘Well, it looks as though Shelley could use a few minutes break,’ Rosaria said, smiling. ‘Why don’t you try it on me first while she’s recovering, then you can try it on her, okay?’
‘Well, sure,’ Tom said enthusiastically, his face beaming, then quickly bending to help Rosaria adjust the foot rest arms on the second chair massage chair.
‘Shelley, it’s probably a good idea for you to watch closely, too,’ Rosaria said as she sat down and placed her feet in the foot rests, spreading her bald pussy wide open, glistening with her juices, her star-shaped rosebud winking at everyone. ‘It will help you to guide Tom later, among other things,’ she said, leaning back.
‘Okay, Tom, just like you’ll do it to Shelley,’ Rosaria said as her husband got into position with his video camera.
With Shelley kneeling next to her husband on the floor between Rosaria’s wide-spread thighs, confusion as well as lust on her face, Tom leaned forward and licked Rosaria from her rosebud to her clit before jamming his tongue as deep into her pussy as possible and sucking on her thick flowing juices. After a bit he would trail his way down to her rosebud, tentatively probing and teasing before returning to her honeypot and drinking.
‘What do you think, Shelley?’ Rosaria asked, ‘How is he doing?’
‘Well, he doesn’t seem all that interested in your ass,’ she commented, ‘he seems more interested in your pussy.’
‘That’s exactly how it seems to me, too,’ Rosaria said with a laugh, ‘and that’s nice, but that’s not what we’re trying to accomplish. Do you not enjoy it, Tom?’ she asked.
‘No, I like it just fine,’ Tom replied a bit defensively, Rosaria’s pussy juice smeared across his face.
‘Do you think you could enjoy it if you were only to eat my ass and not my pussy?’ she asked.
‘Well, I don’t know,’ Tom replied slowly.
‘And that’s exactly how it seems to me, too,’ Rosaria said. ‘Shelley, how did it seem to you when I was demonstrating for Tom? Did I seem to play favorites to you?’
‘No, not at all,’ Shelley replied, shaking her head.
‘Tom, I want you to watch carefully again while Shelley shows you how to do it,’ Rosaria said, noticing the sudden shocked look on Shelley’s face. ‘She knows exactly what it’s supposed to feel like and she’s seen what you’re not doing correctly, so she’ll be able to show you perfectly, okay?’
‘Well, sure,’ Tom said, hardly daring to believe what he was hearing and about to see.
‘Show him how it’s done, Shelley,’ Rosaria said, a smile on her face. ‘There are just some things that we as women know instinctively better than a man, and one of them is pleasuring each other.’
‘B-b-but I’ve never…’ Shelley began to stammer.
‘You’ll do fine,’ Rosaria said. ‘Your instincts will guide you.’
Shelley turned her gaze to her husband, her eyes wide and a bit wild. She could see the lust and excitement in his face, as well as the rock-hard evidence standing out in front of him. Her gaze returned to Rosaria, who smile softly at her, at the same time reaching down with one hand to spread her pussy lips even further apart. Shelley’s eyes were irresistibly drawn to Rosaria’s pussy, open, glistening, juices pooling and running down to coat the star-shaped rosebud beneath.
Inexplicably she felt herself drawn forward, slowly, slowly, until finally her nose, lips and tongue all made contact with Rosaria’s pussy at the same time. Slowly and gently she explored the softness of Rosaria’s pussy, realizing that the taste was different but not all that dissimilar to the taste of herself on Tom’s cock when she sucked him after he had been inside of her.
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