By Gowan Bush

Chapter 1

Liam can’t help but admire the body of his girlfriend, Cathy. Her long blonde curly locks flow down her naked back as she buries her face in the pillows of her bed while moaning into them. Liam kneels behind her, grabbing her hips as he pushes his cock in, and out, of her. He loves the contrast of his black cock against her round white ass, though he wishes it isn’t muted by the translucency of the condom he wore. Cathy hammers her fist into the bed repeatedly as her body crescendo’s toward orgasm. Smiling, Liam slaps her ass.

She responds by turning her head for a moment with a harsh, “No,” before the waves of pleasure from his cock overtook her again and she turns her face back to the pillow.

A loud moan escapes her mouth before she could muffle it. Liam didn’t understand why she’s so self-conscious about being heard. So what if the neighbors knew how much pleasure she’s experiencing? Abruptly, she arches her back and her head rose again. This is it, Liam thought. Her mouth opens, but all she could get out is an incomprehensible moan as shudders overtake her body. Her face slams back into the pillow and she screams, and her cunt tightens on his cock and milks it. Liam loves that feeling. He pauses to let her pussy do its thing, then tries to resume fucking her. She scoots quickly up the bed as usual, pulling off his cock.

“Too sensitive,” she moans, noticing Liam is stroking his member. “Didn’t you cum yet, babe?”

I’m stroking myself off, whatta you think, is what he wanted to say, however, he simply shook his head. She smiles.

“Come lie down, I’ll take care of you.”

Liam lies while Cathy rushes into the bathroom, her perky little tits bounce as she moves. Returning with a warm washcloth, she slips the condom off him and wipes his cock clean with the cloth. Then she grabs some tissues before lowering her mouth on him. Liam has already softened, yet her sucking brought him back to life as he did love watching her head bob on his cock. As the pleasure builds, he places a hand on her head to control the rhythm, and she lets him set the pace until he gets too forceful.

Slipping her mouth off him for a moment, she said, “Easy, big guy, you know I got this.”

She went down on him with renewed vigor and soon he feels his orgasm nearing. He grabs her head again, forcefully, and she let him this time, knowing what it means. Then he is erupting into her mouth. She sucks, and sucks, staying with him with every thrust, milking every bit of cum she could until she feels him relax. Sliding her lips slowly off him, she brought the tissues to her mouth and spits his cum. Her brown eyes smile with satisfaction.

“That’s a big load, baby. You must’ve really enjoyed that,” she said, wiping her chin.

Liam nods, he did enjoy it, yet it was also lacking something. He wants things to be wilder, he wants her to swallow his load. Nor did he want to use a condom while fucking her tight cunt, however, she refuses to go on the pill. Liam has been raised to respect a woman’s boundaries, yet that didn’t mean he doesn’t want to push them sometimes. Sadly, for Liam, Cathy seems to have reached her boundary quickly, still, a part of him just wants to use her like a slut, and do whatever he wants with her body. He knew there’s girls like this out there, however, he has yet to find one. Looking at the clock, Cathy announces that she needs to shower and get to class. They attend a nearby college and would come to Cathy’s place to fuck during free periods.

“I’m meeting the girls for lunch in an hour,” she said. Then, curling a lock in her finger, she asks, “Care to join me in the shower?”

“You go, babe,” he said. “I need to lie here for a bit.”

She moves up and kisses him. “Aw, you rest. That was quite the workout. Take a nap if you need, just be sure to be out before one. Mom has a therapy session then.”

“A what?”

“She’s been seeing a therapist to help her getting over dad fucking her secretary and leaving.”

“I didn’t know therapists made house calls.”

Cathy walks into the bathroom and turns on the shower as she talks. “Dr. Ramesh does, but he charges you for his travel time. Only clients with money to burn, like mom, can really afford him, but he comes highly recommended by several of her friends.” She looks at herself in the mirror. “Fuck, my roots are showing again. I’ll have to get my hair done again this weekend.”

Liam didn’t really hear her, his thoughts have shifted to her mother, Diane Kerr. This is a lady whom every guy she met drooled over like an idiot. A Latino goddess, the woman has tits that any outfit she wore seemed to struggle to contain. Liam wished her daughter has inherited those tits, however, Cathy’s came from her father’s side of the family where the women were fair and slim. He’s happy Cathy has gotten the round Latino ass, still it didn’t compare to her mom’s. Mrs. Kerr keeps her deep brown hair long, hanging in the small of her back where it ends right where her luscious bubble butt begins. However, it isn’t just her body, the woman has strong cheekbones, full lips, sparkles of green in her brown eyes, and if she decides to give you a seductive look, you’re hers.

On top of all that, she’s intelligent and outgoing. She owns a string of businesses and it wasn’t from sleeping her way to the top. The curvaceous woman has a keen business sense and no-nonsense attitude that bewilders anyone judging her by her looks, which was just about everyone. Liam couldn’t understand why her idiot husband cheated on her, if he had a woman like Mrs. Kerr he’d never let her go. Despite having cum, Liam feels his cock stir at the thought of the woman, however, he let himself drift to sleep.

He woke to a scream, and his first thought is that Mrs. Kerr has entered the bedroom to find him naked on the bed. Despite his lusting after her, she gave no indication she likes or approves of him, she seems to just tolerate him out of respect for her daughter. Liam grabs the sheets to cover himself, however, seeing no one at the door, gets up instead. He quickly slips on his pants and rushes out of the bedroom. The scream came again, and now he realizes it’s more a moan. He slows his paces as he gets to the top of the stairs and quietly moves until he could see what’s going on. To his shock, he sees Mrs. Kerr naked leaning over the end of her couch while an Indian man fucks her. Her big tits sway beneath her, although her long hair blocks them as she squirms with pleasure. Mrs. Kerr’s naked ass is better than he’d expected, big, round, and luscious. Her tummy isn’t flat, yet that didn’t detract from her beauty, her curves only enhanced it. Is this the doctor, he wonders? If so, therapy isn’t what
it used to be.

If he had thought the woman looked good in clothes, this is nothing compared to her in the throes of ecstasy. Dragging himself away from the scene momentarily, he rushes back to the bedroom and grabs his phone. Quickly returning, he videos the scene before him.

“I believe you love my cock the more I fuck you,” said the man. “What do you think?”

“Oh god, I believe you’re right, doctor,” she said, her Spanish accent sounding sexy.

“I believe you want to cum on my cock again, don’t you?” She nods, unable to speak for a moment. “What are the rules?”

“I’m not to cum without your permission. Your permission is my reward,” she says.

What the hell, Liam wondered?

The Doctor asks, “Do you want your reward?”

“Yes, please,” she moans. “I need it so bad.”

“I believe when you cum, the pleasure will be intense, and will remind you why it is so important to obey and please me. What do you think?”

“I believe you’re right, doctor.”

The smile the man gave looks evil. “Then cum,” he said. Mrs. Kerr bucks and screams, she didn’t care if the neighbors heard. It looked as if she’d throw the doctor right off, yet he holds on. “Cum,” he said again. Her eyes went wide as a second orgasm hit her, her head flies back, dark locks flowing as she screams again. “More?”

She turns in confusion, and asks, “M-More?”

“Cum,” he said.

This time the doctor couldn’t hold on, and he staggers back a few steps as she bucks him off. She collapses in a beautiful mess on the floor, her body still shuddering and jerking as she grabs her big tits and squeezes them. Mrs. Kerr bites her bottom lip, and stares up at him with lust crazed eyes.

“Holy shit,” Liam whispers.

Just as she comes down from her orgasmic high, the doctor said, “Cock, now.”

Mrs. Kerr scurries onto her knees and sucks his cock into her mouth, she attacks it, like sucking it means everything to her. The doctor looks at her with smug satisfaction.

He asks, “Do you care anymore that your husband cheated on you?” She shook her head around his cock. “Do you care anymore that your secretary betrayed you?” She shook her head again. “Are you happy now?” She nods eagerly. “I believe the therapy is going well. What you do think?”

She pulls her head off his cock for a moment to answer.

“Yes, doctor.”

Soon he grunts.

“Swallow it,” he said. She dutifully obeys, slowing her rhythm until she releases him and looks up for approval. He pats her head. “Good girl.” She smiles proudly. “Now stand in front of the couch.”

She rises and stood before him.

“Skullduggery,” he said. Mrs. Kerr collapses onto the couch behind her. “Good,” said the doctor. “Now, you’ll not remember fucking me this session. You’ll only remember the session went wonderfully and your feelings about your husband and your secretary have faded,” he said as he dressed. “You’ll still desire to see me weekly. You’ll remember how good the session made you feel and will want it again. Do you understand?”

“Yes, doctor,” she said, her voice taking on a hollow tone.

“Now remember, whenever you hear me and only me say ‘I believe’ you’ll believe or obey whatever I say immediately after,” he said. “Obeying me will make you feel good. Whenever I send you a message in an email or text, that contains ‘I believe’ you’ll believe or obey whatever comes next in the message. Do you understand?”

“Yes, doctor.”

“Good. Get dressed. When I leave, you’ll shower and continue your day.” Eventually, he sat in an armchair while she gets back on the couch. “When I snap my fingers you’ll awake, feeling happy and refreshed.”

He snaps his fingers. Her eyes shine.

“Wow. I feel amazing,” she said. “Thank you so much, doctor.”

“My pleasure, Diane. Please let me know whether you’d like another session sometime.”

“Yes,” she almost shouts. “Can we make this a weekly thing? I feel like I’ve gotten so much out of it after just two sessions.”

“Of course,” he said. Liam saw the gloat in his smile, while Mrs. Kerr is oblivious of it. “I’ll have my secretary schedule you in.”

“Oh, thank you,” she said.

As the doctor gets up to leave, Liam sneaked back to Cathy’s bedroom. He knew he’d be jacking-off to the video later that night. What happened, though, blows his mind. What that doctor had done was unethical, however, he knew if he had the chance to fuck that woman, he’d take it too. He wishes he could use the same keywords he heard the doctor say to make Mrs. Kerr fuck him, however, the doctor isn’t stupid. The bad doctor has explicitly set it up so she’ll only obey him. He stays quietly in the room until he hears the shower start in Mrs. Kerr’s en suite. Then he sneaks out of the house. As he walks, he wonders if he should report the doctor to the police. That would be the right thing to do, and he has evidence on his phone, yet he wants to come back next week and watch the whole session. He’s halfway to Uni when an idea hit him. It seems a long shot, however, he decides he has nothing to lose, so he turns around and went back.

He rang the doorbell and is soon greeted by his girlfriend’s mom in a bathrobe, and she doesn’t look pleased to see him. At five foot nine, she only slightly looks up at him, unlike her more petite daughter who’s four inches shorter.

“Hello, Liam,” she said. “Cathy’s not home.”

“Oh? OK, thanks. Oh hey, who’s that guy that just left?”

She scowls. “I don’t think that’s any of your business, Liam.”

“Sorry, it’s just that he said he’d forgotten to give you couple messages. He tried ringing the doorbell, but I guess you were in the shower, so he asks me to deliver his messages.”

“What are the messages?”

“He said, ‘I believe Mrs. Kerr should pour herself a glass of wine and enjoy it to celebrate a great session.”

“He’s right,” she said. She turns and heads for the kitchen, seemingly forgetting he’s there. He follows her in. She pours a glass of wine and drinks. “That is good,” she said. She held up the glass. “Here’s to a great session.”

Liam just nods since she hadn’t offered him any wine, she all but ignores him as she finishes the glass.

She asks, “What’s the other message?”

“He said, ‘I believe Mrs. Kerr should then make herself a cup of tea, savor the taste, and get back to work.’”

Mrs. Kerr nods and turns on the coffee maker. She makes herself a cup and sips it with a smile. Then she looks at him curiously.

“Why are you still here?”

“Sorry ma’am,” Liam said. “I’ll leave.” Liam is bursting with excitement as he leaves. “This’ll work,” he said to himself.

He deliberately didn’t say something like “I believe Mrs. Kerr should fuck Liam,” because she wouldn’t think the message came from the doctor. She has another appointment next week. If I do this right, I can get her to fuck me, he thinks.


Continued on the next page (link below).

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