Dr. Grey Ch. 03

“Karen, I am right in saying you do not allow Simon to climax in your mouth?”

Karen broke off for a second.

“No, the thought disgusts me.”

“Then it would be good aversion therapy with regards to your obsession with me. A really negative memory to help offset the positive ones. Blow me all the way to completion and, no matter how bad it is, swallow down every drop of my cum.”

Karen resumed as Grey sat back. That was a good enough excuse to get more from Simon’s wife than Simon ever had. He looked at the walls of the bedroom and waited for them to celebrate a unique event, namely Karen sucking the sperm out of a man and into her stomach.

Grey moaned as he came, sending the sperm into Karen’s mouth in a great gush. The cologne that had washed into her mouth as she blew him, however, made it taste good to Karen and she could only reflect again on how better it had felt to blow Grey than Simon. Like it or not, and she was not sure, it remained the plain truth.

“Karen, does Simon eat your pussy well?” Grey said

“Yes, he’s by far the best at it that I have ever encountered.”

“Excellent, then I cannot hope to compete. Let me go down on you now and focus on Simon. That should help to redirect your sexual attention away from me.”

Grey knew, in fact, that he could eat pussy better than most men. Even if he could not, the gel in Karen’s vagina would make this a fantastic experience for her. Grey had always enjoyed eating pussy for, to him at least, it represented one of the most intimate acts. Intercourse was all very well but it did not surround one’s face with pussy in every direction.

He lay Karen on her side of the bed and spread her legs wide. He began by admiring the target of his earlier tricks, the camera and the towel were mere side-games now and this was another prize to claim. As soon as his soft tongue licked her vaginal lips Karen felt a surge of electrical desire rush through her system. His tongue flicked against her clitoris for a while, making orgasms build as Simon never could, before unleashing them one after another over several minutes. Karen buried her face in a pillow to muffle her screams of pleasure from the family.



Grey finally allowed her to go after he had sensed she was nearly collapsing under the pleasure. He said nothing as he decided to claim his mistress once and for all. He entered her, doggie-style to allow her to muffle her face easily, and gloried as her tight pussy yield to his shaft. He owned her and he took his time collecting, slowly building as the gel made her orgasm anew. Eventually he came and his sperm washed away any of Simon’s residue in her pussy. Simon’s wife was under new management.

Karen lay next to Grey as they recovered. She admitted that she could only compare Simon in a negative way to him as a lover, to which Grey suggested that more direct aversion therapy might work. He arranged to see her in the office tomorrow and that Simon must attend an hour later. She agreed as they dressed and Grey gave her a shot to calm her for the night. It was, in fact, a drug that fought the withdrawal and should allow her to find peace until he saw her next.

As they were leaving the bedroom, Grey warned her not to have sex with Simon until the situation was resolved. Grey enjoyed his secret as he said goodbye to the family, safe in the knowledge that Karen would deliver them all to him by the end.