Category: Phone sex therapist

Fantasy Phone Sex – Heated Fuck

Fantasy phone sexHe was so fucking hot. The moment he walked into my office, I knew it wouldn’t be a normal session. When he closed my door and sent me a smoldering look that undressed me from where he stood, I followed orders. I stripped right down and walked over to my favorite chair, where he met me. I pushed him down into it and I climbed onto his lap, devouring his mouth. My hands buried themselves in his hair as I ground over his hips, feeling his hard cock pressing upward, searching for my cunt. I settled my wet pussy down on the head of his shaft, and he drilled it up into me, making me gasp and moan with the suddenly full feeling. He held my hips still as he drilled up into me over and over, making me cum twice before he shift gears. He lifted me up wrapped around him, and he carried me to the couch, where he promptly dropped me, bent me over, and started to pound me from behind, good and hard.

Sex Therapy Porn – Cursed Cock

Sex therapy pornHe thought he’d been cursed. He sat in my chair, completely distraught, telling me how he hadn’t been able to fuck his wife in months, since the day he’d had a tryst with a “priestess” who got angry when he said it was a 1-night stand. She had cursed him with impotence, and swore Papa Legba would make sure he’d never be able to fuck another woman til he did right by her.

I had him close his eyes and sit back in the chair. Once behind him, I started to gently massage his scalp as I lowered my mouth next to his left ear, blowing a very gentle breeze past his ear every few seconds. I felt him finally start to relax into my chair, and moved my hands down to his neck and shoulders. When he was fully relaxed, I had him open his eyes and turned on some upbeat jazz. I started a sexy little dance in front of him, slowly working my way to him. I propped one leg up on the chair next to his thigh, showing him that I had no panties on. One glimpse of my tight, shaved pussy had his pants stirring. I proceeded to take off my top, slowly, wiggling as much as possible in the most seductive ways I could. I leaned in close enough for his face to be almost between my breasts as I laid that shirt around his neck. By the time I finished my strip tease, his cock was nice and hard. Just to prove to him that he wasn’t cursed, I pulled him out of his pants, and I started sucking him like a hoover vacuum cleaner. I ran my tongue from base to tip and back again, swallowing him whole in the process. Then, I climbed on him and started riding him. He had a nice, big orgasm, and walked out of my office ready to fuck his own wife.

Late night Phone sex therapy on Christmas eve.

It’s a magical time of year. Time when families get together. I’m sure right now you have a house full of nieces and nephews you haven’t seen in years! My oh my how they have grown. I know you are struggling. Fighting to hold back your ragging boner. It’s not your fault. Dr. Felecia knows what you are going through.

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Your wife has been shut off and angry since Halloween and now you have your barely legal niece prancing around in a slutty Santa outfit. How is your cock not supposed to want her tight pink pussy? Sneak into the room she is staying in. Go find a pair of her dirty panties. Sneak off and call me. I can walk you through this hard time.

Phone Sex Therapy Like None Other

Phone sex therapyCome on in. Make yourself comfortable. My couch is available, if that’s where you’d like to relax. Just settle on in there, and let me work my magic. Tell me all the things that have been bothering you, while I give you a nice massage, working at each of those tense muscles in turn. Close your eyes and let the smell of my skin and my private space captivate you and soothe you. Feel your concerns and cares slowly start to melt away as my hands work at your clothes for more skin-to-skin contact. Listen to my soothing voice, and feel my breath caressing your skin as I go. My fingers work themselves down your fly, slowly finding their way to cradle your manhood. You feel me working gently and firmly, massaging and drawing all the blood to that central area. Your sack starts to fill, drawing with it all of your tension and stress, as all of that leaves every other part of your body. Lose yourself in my ministrations, and let me work your cock and balls, even your taint and ass, until you orgasm away all the stressors you’ve been dealing with. Leave all of that with me, as you walk away to carry on with life as you know it, and let me clean up the mess that was your worries with my tongue.

Hot Sexy Woman Gets it at the Store

I know I’m a hot little piece. Men make no secret of letting me know it, no matter where I am or with whom. I went shopping the other day, I needed a new suit for a presentation I’ve been invited to give. While I was looking through outfits, I noticed a man sitting near the dressing rooms, presumably to wait for a significant other to finish changing. However, this man was staring at me, hard. It creeped me a bit, but once I had the outfits I wanted to try on, there was no avoiding going near him.Hot sexy woman

I pushed through the changing room door as quickly as I could, but I wasn’t quick enough. He edged his way in through the closing door and shoved it shut behind himself. I started to scream, but his hand snaked out and squelched it. He spun me around, pinning me to the mirror at the back of the room. He told me how beautiful I was, how he’d been watching me since I walked through the doors, and that he really couldn’t resist. He tore my clothes open, repeatedly telling me to look at myself in the mirror, how perfect I was, and how beautiful every inch of me was. His hands slid up and down my body, sending shudders of revulsion through me, but I guess he took them as a positive. When I tried to push away, he only pinned me more firmly in place with the weight of his own body. None of the maneuvers I had learned in self-defense were working. He slid fingers into me, and I groaned because he went in dry. He thought he was doing well, though, because he started pounding them into me over and over, forcing my cunt to lubricate itself against the intrusion. Finally, I felt his cock slide to the entrance of my cunt, and then I felt him filling me. He was large, and it hurt, the way he stretched me. I gasped and groaned, and he plunged on ahead like he was fucking a long-lost love. By the time I was finally able to leave that room, I walked my way straight to the register, handed her the tags for the suit I was wearing, paid for all the suits I had tried on, and handed them to a homeless lady on my way away from that store. I shredded the one I was wearing when I got home.

Mature Phone Sex Women are the Best Cuckold Phone Sex Therapists

mature phone sexMature phone sex women understand size matters. Most likely, a sexy mature woman is a cock size queen too. I know I am. I am well past the act like it is no big deal phase of my life. As young girls, we are often brain washed into believing that we just need to be silent in the bedroom. We are spoon fed crap like a man’s sexual needs are more important than our own. I called bullshit on that early in my life. During my first marriage actually. My husband had a small pecker. At least it was painfully average. I was naive until I had an affair with his best friend who turned out to be three times bigger than my husband. Much thicker too. I have since dumped that husband. In fact, I have dumped husband number two also. He had a decent cock, it just NEVER worked.

cuckold phone sexI am single now. I am on Tinder and Cougar Life. I demand to see a man’s cock before arranging any kind of hook up. I was feeling mean the other day. It happens. This one guy on Tinder started stalking me through social media. He wasn’t happy I rejected his proposal to let him give me his huge 5 inch cock. That is a far cry from “huge.” I arranged for a hook up with a college boy twice that size the same time average dick loser was to show up to my place for a threesome. Not exactly the threesome he envisioned. I cock teased them both, but I only blew one  guy. I only fucked  one guy. Only one guy saw the cuckold phone sex therapist side of me. I talked about how one of these cocks was not like the other. I giggled at his thin average dick. I even sat on his face with my pussy full of cum. Perhaps now he knows what is really a huge cock. Do you understand?

My Shrink Got Hard

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While I do phone sex therapy, I also see a shrink of my own. I just started with a new one, and I am so glad that I did! He was hot, and his eyes bore right through me from the moment that we saw each other. While laying on his couch, with my pencil skirt and low cut blouse, I began telling him about my line of work. Guess I turned him on because when I looked over at him, he was sitting there with a tent pole in his pants. I thought, what the hell, and just reached up under my skirt and started masturbating as I talked about some of the sexy calls that I had received. Pretty soon he was stroking his cock as he watched me and I asked him if he would like to fuck. Without a word, he got up, pushed up my skirt and moved my panties to the side. He gave it to me hard and fast and I had such a good time, I booked another appointment for tomorrow.

Phone Sex Therapy at the Dealership

Phone sex therapyI had to take my car to the dealership for some routine maintenance. From my seat in the waiting area, I could see straight through into the manager’s office, as his office seemed to be mostly windows. He was a great bear of a man, burly and grizzled and sexy as fuck. I could clearly see the tension in his demeanor, and I knew that man was stressed beyond all. After a glance around to make sure there was no one paying attention, I slipped quietly into his office. He glanced up at me and started to question my presence, but I held a finger to my lips as I closed the blinds to his office. I slid behind him and started a nice, solid massage, hitting all the vital places, before slowly adding some kisses and licks into it. He not only started to relax, but his tension all started to shift to his nether regions. Being the gentleman that he was, he tried to warn me off of him, but being the pro that I am, I knew what I was about. When I knew that he was wound up tight, I spun his chair about, climbed down between his legs, and freed his cock from its prison. You could see the desire to fight, and his chest inhaling for the berating he was about to unleash on me. Then, my mouth found his shaft, and all will to fight left him in a groan. His hands found my hair, my mouth worked its way further and further down his dick, and his stress all moved directly to where his blood was flowing. I felt him urging himself to his finish, but I wasn’t done, yet. I stood up, undid my blouse, hiked up my skirt, and I buried his cock in my pussy at the same time that I buried his face in my chest. His grizzly beard scratched at my smooth skin, and his cock filled me up and stretched me out. His arms wrapped around me and pulled me in tight as he started to thrust up into me hard. I bounced up and down on him hard and fast, helping him along, until he finally came deep inside of me, setting of my own orgasm. He kissed me full on the mouth as thanks, but I wasn’t done yet. 😉

Phone Sex Therapy with Farah

phone sex therapyPhone sex therapy? I love talking to men with various problems and fetishes. I had a pretty wild session with a guy today with a strong foot fetish. I have my own theory on men who like to suck on toes. With this guy I was exactly right too. I think toe suckers are not only submissive but that they have bisexual fantasies too. Toes are phallic symbols. When Tony was sucking my big toe, it became painfully clear he wanted to be sucking a fat cock. That man was devouring my toe with such intensity I thought he might suck my toe clear off. He said his wife won’t let him suck her toes. I put on my phone sex therapist hat to explain to him that she likely knows he wants to suck on something much bigger. He acted perplexed at first, but as soon as I provided some sexual imagery of dangling cocks over his mouth he went ape shit. He started sucking harder and moaning loudly. I could hear him rubbing his little clit stick too. When I explained that he needs to be a cuckold to his wife so he can suck some real cock, he asked a ton of questions. The way I see it, being a cuckold is a closeted man’s best shot at getting some real dick without coming across as a total fag to his wife. It’s a win win situation. The wife gets some big dick that can satisfy her properly and you get to finally suck that cock you have been fantasizing about for awhile. Your wife can think you are just a subby hubby trying to ensure her sexual pleasure, but you and I will know that you are nothing more than a cock sucking faggot hiding behind a cuckold façade. Think about it. As a cuckold you get all the cock your wife does!

Sex Therapy Porn in the Parking Lot

Sex therapy pornAs I was leaving work, I noticed there was still a car parked in the lot to my building. I’m always the last to leave, so it left me curious, and concerned. I approached the car slowly, at an angle and from the side. As I got closer, I could see a man inside, looking down into his lap, and when I saw it was his dick in his hand that he was looking at, I had to giggle. I recognized him; he was a client of mine. Apparently the 2 orgasms he had had in my office weren’t enough. So, I tapped gently on the window once before opening his driver’s door to his startled expression. He immediately started apologizing, but I silenced him by pulling the lever on the side of his seat that allowed the seat to fall straight back under his weight. Then, I climbed in straddling him and pulled the door closed. I reached down and started stroking his cock for him as I assured him softly that it was ok, I was going to help him. I leaned in and kissed him deeply, the way I knew he liked. Then, I slid his dick inside of the side of my panties and into my wet and waiting cunt. His arms wrapped around me then, and I knew I was on it. He started thrusting hard up into me, over and over again. It felt so amazing that I just held on for dear life. He got me off several times, and he got off 3 more times himself, before he was sated enough to go home and spend the rest of the night with his wife.