Jenna Presents a Different Story

Instinctively, I began thrusting my pussy to meet Doctor Love's thrusts. 'Don't stop. Don't stop. I'm almost there!' I cried my hungry fingers raking across the sensitive bud.

I was moaning uncontrollably while biting my bottom lip. Suddenly a long penetrating scream erupted from deep within me as an orgasm tore its way through my trembling body.

'Uh, uh, uh,' I gasped for breath as my body erupted, liquid pouring from me and flowing around Doctor Love's cock.

My mouth refused to close and my eyes were firmly shut as I rode out the intensity of the orgasm. My screaming eventually subsided and my legs slumped to the couch, laying there spent and trying to get my breath back.

My hearted pounded as Doctor Love lowered his face to my neck, his lips sucking at the scented skin as his fingers combed through my curly back hair. Our bodies melted together as he held me in his arms and his enticing nibbles sent shivers down my spine.

I extended my neck, allowing feather-light kisses along its length. 'Woof, woof,' I whisper in Doctor Love's ear.

The wicked grin on his face was acceptance enough. Doctor Love helped me remove my dress and I slipped off my bra. Shrieking playfully like a girl half my age, I jumped on the couch and onto my knees with my legs parted in invitation. He joined me and I felt his soft and tender touch on my hips guiding my backside up.

Doctor Love wrapped his arms around me. 'Mmmm,' I purred, enjoying the curve and warmth of his embracing body over mine.

A long sensual moan escaped as his cock slowly slid deep into my moist intimate flesh and he started slowly thrusting into my pussy from behind.

Doctor Love's fingertips glided over my hips and his warm exploring hands cupped my breasts. 'Oh God, that's beautiful,' I sighed.

He soon had me softly moaning as his fingers kneaded the soft yielding flesh and teasing thumbs caressing their pink throbbing peaks. A hand finally relinquished a breast to glided through my pubic curls and into the wetness around his stroking cock.

'Play with them. Make me cum,' I gasped, a fingertip slowly teasing my clit while his other fingers rolled a nipple.

Tenderness was forgotten in the pursuit of satisfying our lust. Doctor Love's fingers soon had me panting and moaning louder as they searched for where pleasure and pain met. I felt myself losing control of my body as the climax built.

Suddenly my body seized and I began gasping for air. 'Are you coming for me?' He teased.

'Aaah, yes, yes, yes!' I screamed, signalling when he pushed me over the edge.

Doctor Love's hips became more frantic, his cock thrusting into my pussy. 'Oh, yeah. Give it to me good!' I groaned, steadying myself on the armrest to take whatever he could.

Even our combined moans of pleasure couldn't mask the wet sounds of sex and thighs slapping against my backside filling the room. I sensed Doctor Love was about to cum, thrusting more urgently before pausing and filling me with his second load of creamy warm cum.

We collapsed lying next to each other, exhausted and breathing heavily with a satisfied grin across our faces. I embraced Doctor Love in my arms, my head on his chest listening to his racing heart and feeling the slick coating of lust's sweat on his back. A sigh escaped my lips, savouring the moment with his fingers combing through my hair.

I lift my eyes to Doctor Love's face and saw a contented smile form on his lips. 'That was wonderful,' he whispered.

I returned his smile before softly closing my eyes, lost in the afterglow of our lovemaking. My body felt weak, but wonderful. It's what I'd dreamt of since making the appointment, his warm embrace, the sweetness of his cologne and my breasts nestled in his chest of fine greying hair. All the pressures of work had evaporated and my concerns were now a distant memory as Doctor Love held me in his arms.

After several blissful minutes, Doctor Love brought me back from heaven. 'Please use the ensuite. Take your time and I'll meet you back in the suite.'

I collected my clothing and went to get dressed. The ensuite is off the adjoining bedroom and just gorgeous. There's everything a woman needs for freshening up, dressing and attending to their makeup. The white dressing table with a large mirror and chair is ideal for using the assortment of cosmetics provided. Guests could bath in an antique roll-top bath or use the double shower with luxurious cotton towels supplied.

I returned to the suite and found Doctor Love fully dressed and sitting on the couch writing up his case notes. I noticed a log had been added to the few almost lifeless embers that remained of the fire as I sat opposite.

Doctor Love delighted me with a smile and offered a chocolate. 'Tell me how you felt about the sexual therapy?' He asked with a hint of pleasure in his voice.

I returned his smile and felt a little thrill at how naughty the therapy was. 'It was wonderful, I grinned. It helps me cope. You know how I look forward to our session when I return from an assignment,' sucking on the chocolate.

Illicit sex with my doctor was as exciting as it was shocking. It was wrong for so many reasons. It just wasn't the inappropriateness of being my therapist or even a much older man. What was happening at the Practice was wrong, illegal and immoral but it only seemed to turn me on even more. I knew I shouldn't have made another appointment. Could you image the headlines? My credibility would be ruined. It would be the end of my career. I trusted Doctor Love and knew the Practice's services would be discreet.

There was no need for an answer, his charming smile said it all. 'An interesting choice of story. Were there others?' His professional manner making me smile with amusement.

'Yes, but I found it exciting and there was just something intriguing about her unfortunate situation. I'm sure you'd make a better landlord, Doctor Love,' giving him a teasing look from beneath my eyelashes.

'Definitely. I'd help her with a repayment plan and suggest direct debit payments,' my eyes narrowing thoughtfully at his coy smile but the glint in his eye gave his little tease away.

Obviously, we didn't have your normal doctor and patient relationship but it wasn't just the therapy that I enjoyed. Doctor Love is good-looking and a caring gentleman. But I also felt so comfortable being with him, sharing my fantasies and what turns me on. There weren't any awkward moments and I never felt embarrassed, no matter how intimate our discussions became. I actually find it liberating and exciting. I'm sure he does as well.

We both shared an amusing laugh before continuing. 'What did you mean when you said he got what he wanted and people like that always do?' Doctor Love probed.

'I've seen enough tyrants and opportunists wanting to take advantage at other's expense,' I said a little passionately, even surprising myself.

'Like the corrupt authorities in your news report?' He prompted.

'Exactly! The landlord wasn't much better! Everybody's getting screwed!' My raised tone of voice clearly displaying frustration.

Doctor Love paused thoughtfully, allowing me to take a deep breath. 'Weren't the landlord and young girl actors following a script?'

I immediately started to answer but paused, listening to my thumping heart and considering my reply. 'Yes, of course, I softly smiled. I seemed to get a little worked up.'

'Are you okay now?' He inquired, a little concerned.

I smiled reassuringly. 'I'm fine, thank you. You seemed to have struck a raw nerve.'

'I've noticed some similarities in the stories and the assignments you have covered. Today's was the same again,' Doctor Love commented.

'Really?' I softly laughed, a combination of surprise and curiosity then filling my face.

'The girl was certainly reluctant to have sex but had no choice. She was as desperate for help as the people who suffered drought and the floods. Both were being taken advantage of by those in power,' he explained, amazing me with a perspicacity I'd never known in anyone before.

My mind was still dealing with his perception and insight. 'I could have picked others to tell you. Why that one?'

'You said it was exciting and intriguing. I found it interesting that you said you couldn't pay and later said I'd make a better landlord,' he continued to amaze me.

'Are you saying I subconsciously assumed the part of the girl but wanted her to be treated justly and have enjoyable sex?' Surprising myself at my analysis.

His smile was answer enough. 'Does your organisation offer counselling to the news crew?'

'Yes, but I never thought to . . .,' I paused, my mind still coming to grips with what I'd discovered.

We continued to discuss the impact of the dramatic stories I often covered and the emotional attachment to the videos. Doctor Love assured me there wasn't anything to worry about and that some post-production counselling would help. I found his observations and analysis amazing and our discussions fascinating. I felt relief at being in the care of such an exceptional therapist and a wonderful lover.

I crossed my legs, causing my dress to part and ride up my thigh. 'I'd like the sexual therapy to continue,' I commented, a little smile forming on my lips.

The answer reflected in his eyes sent a shiver down my spine. 'Would you like another glass?' He asked as the log in the fireplace burst into flames.