Intense Therapy (closed)

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Closed for intriguess

The pretty receptionist smiled at me pleasantly as she guided me into the office. "The doctor is finishing up something, but she'll be with you shortly. Please have a seat," she suggested, pointing to a soft, elegant couch. A high-backed leather chair sat directly opposite; no doubt that's where the doctor would sit.

When the receptionist left, I took a moment to look around the exam room. It resembled a small living room: couch, chairs, end tables, lamps, a couple of bookcases, art on the walls, etc. I'd never been in a psychiatrist's office before, so this was all new to me.

One of the bookshelves had a collection of photos on it, so I stepped over to examine them. Some group shots featured adults and kids that were probably family. Two of the photos were of the doctor and another woman of similar age; judging by the intimate pose and the gold rings, I guessed this must be her wife.

It comforted me that this psychiatrist was a lesbian like me. Dr. Collins had recommended her because of her professional pedigree: high marks in a prominent medical school, a specialty in women's issues, author of some well-regarded scholarly articles, well-respected as one of the best under-40s in her field, and so on. But that she was another woman and a lesbian made me think she might better understand my unusual situation.

I glanced down at myself as I sat down on the couch. I still found the changes in my body a little surreal. The short skinny teen I'd been last year was still short, but I had curves for days. And then there was the truly massive change lower down, the one that brought me here.

Dr. Collins and I had practiced how I would broach this subject with my psychiatrist. I'd insisted I be the one to tell her, so Dr. Collins had obtained the appointment without sharing full details. "I told her that I needed a psychiatric consult on an atypical case involving a teen patient," Dr. Collins had explained. "I told her your name was Bianca and that you had need of counseling regarding your sexuality, but that I didn't want to bias her process by feeding her too much information up front. Instead, I'd let her get a first impression of you on her own and then answer her questions about your medical history."

That meant it'd be up to me to explain things to the psychiatrist. I hoped I could do it.

There was a knock at the door. Must be the doctor. I straightened my skirt and prepared to meet her.

 

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Dr. Anderson

Dr. Anderson specialized in sexual dysfunctions, and found that being open about her commitment to her wife surprised some clients. Even more of a surprise was how lovely my wife was, a willowy blonde, who after our marriage had to leave her teaching job and she now worked in the non for profit sector. I easily made enough for us to live comfortably and we had a good life. I felt at home with her, my full figure and dark hair a contrast to my wife's pale good looks. We got a few stares in public, but it was usually a look of envy and longing from both genders. Not that we noticed, but we joked about our last vacation where we got caught sunbathing in the nude.

I had someone new coming in this afternoon, a rather young woman, 19 referred by a Dr. Collins. I casually flipped through what little information was there, closing the file and putting it back in my locked briefcase. I was wearing my usual, a simple silk shirt, today it was emerald green, and a black skirt just below the knee, appropriate for my age, gender, and profession.

Then again it was how I would dress anyway, I was happy with my femininity and happily married so felt no need to put my sexual assets on display. I knocked on the door, didn't want to startle anyone and I smiled at Bianca.

I offered her my hand and greeted her, and said she could sit anywhere she felt comfortable.

 

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Dr. Anderson introduced herself and her practice. She sat in the leather chair opposite the couch I was on. I listened attentively, but found myself slightly distracted by her appearance. I'd known she was pretty from her photo, but the reality was quite moving. She had dark hair and a natural tan that seemed a tad exotic. Maybe some heritage in the Mediterranean?

As she transitioned towards having me speak, I began to toy with a few strands of my hair nervously. I'd let it grow out over the last year, so it tumbled down my shoulders and beyond in thick waves. Keeping it this long meant a lot of brushing, but I got so many compliments on its auburn color that I couldn't bear the thought of cutting it.

Dr. Anderson finally indicated it was my turn to speak. I took a deep breath. "I've thought a lot about this and what to say. It's kinda scary to be talking about such private stuff with someone I just met, but Dr. Collins says you're a really good doctor and I can trust you to help me. And I know that I can't keep going on like I have or I'm just going to explode, so I have to talk about this. So I'm just going to tell you everything now, okay?"

Dr. Anderson looked at me with what I assumed was an encouraging look, so I took another deep breath and just started talking. "I was always kinda small. When the other girls first started to hit puberty, they all shot up. Some were even taller than the boys for a while. But not me. After I got my period, I went up maybe an inch, then nothing. Been just a bit above 5 feet ever since.

"Same thing with the rest of me. I was a skinny little girl with no boobs and then I was a skinny teen with barely enough boobs to get a real bra. Spent most of those years with the tiniest tits in school. " I paused to look down at my chest. My blue sundress arced out from my torso like I was smuggling half the supermarket produce section inside it. "Obviously things have changed."

"Started last year. Got this subtle tenderness in my boobs and next thing I know, my bras are too tight. Turns out my boobs are bigger. And then it just kept happening. Went through so many sizes. Was just ridiculous."

"My mom and I thought it was just some kind of late puberty, but a little after I outgrew a B cup, I noticed something else. You know the little nub on a vagina, the clitoris?" I felt silly as soon as I said it. Of course she knew; she was a doctor, after all.

" Well, mine started to get bigger. At first I thought that was normal puberty stuff, too, but when I mentioned it, none of my friends had ever heard anything like that. And it was still growing. And when my mom found out, she took me to a doctor,who sent me to another doctor, and so on. I got bounced around a bit, but that's how I found Dr. Collins. She's the one that diagnosed me. "

I took another deep breath. "Dr. Collins says I'm what is called a 'hermaphrodite'." I spoke slowly over the term to make sure I got the pronunciation right. "Means I've got both male and female sexual organs. Apparently it's some super rare condition. Like one in millions or something. But I'm totally healthy, aside from being a little bit of freak."

I'd been mostly staring at my hands clasped in my lap while I spoke. I paused to look up at Dr. Anderson to see her reaction. Dr. Collins said my condition was so rare that it'd be impossible to find anyone who had experience with it, but she was pretty confident that someone as respected as Dr. Anderson would still be able to help? Was Dr. Collins right? Or was my psychiatrist as completely freaked out as I had been the first time I'd heard that word?

 

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Dr. Anderson

I listened, trying to keep my heart from racing. It was a super rare condition and after she spoke I said, "Well we are all a little bit of a freak in some way or another, but since you are healthy, I'm not quite sure why you are here?" I waved my hand around at my office like it was some magical portal.

I'd been with men before, but found them emotionally unsatisfying, it was all about sex with them. My wife was a good match, but as a submissive female she never wanted to fuck me with any kind of cock substitute. She'd go down on me, and finger, and let me fuck her a million ways, but I missed a flesh and blood cock.

The idea that this lovely girl could fuck me, well it had my fantasies running a little wild. This was more than a case of gender confusion, and I asked the one question I wanted to know, "Do you consider yourself a heterosexual female or a homosexual female?" I knew from her manner of dress that she considered herself female, and I was glad the desk was between us, as a primal part of my brain wanted to see her in all her sexual glory.

 

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Dr. Anderson's eyebrows rose slightly at my confession, but that was the extent of it. No sign of judgment or disapproval. I relaxed slightly. Perhaps Dr. Collins was right.

Do you consider yourself a heterosexual female or a homosexual female?" Dr. Anderson inquired after a short pause.

A smile tugged at my lips. This doctor was really easing my concerns. I'd feared that my herm status might lead some to consider me some sort of half-man when I personally rejected any nomenclature which denied my femininity. It pleased me greatly that Dr. Anderson instinctively recognized that I was still a girl despite my changes.

"Oh, I've never been into guys. Only girls. Always. My body might be different, but that is hasn't changed."

"But then, I haven't been with anyone in a long time now. Not like that, I mean. Only some family and a few doctors know the truth. Nobody else."

I sighed. "That's kinda why I'm here. I kinda knew how to be a lesbian, but being a lesbian with a dick? I just don't know. How do you explain something like that to someone? And when do you tell a girl something like that? I mean, I don't want everyone to know, but it's probably not a secret a girl wants to find out at the last minute.

I paused. "Is it okay if I use slang like that? You know, dick, cock, etc.? Dr. Collins always says 'phallus' when she talks about it, but that that sounds too la-de-da fancy for talking about it when I say it."

 

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Dr. Anderson

I smiled and answered her questions.

"Well as you are probably aware, there are plenty of sexual activities you can engage in without taking off your panties." I did not want to point in her in the direction of fetishists, who would only want her for her dick, even as I realized I was one of them.

"I also realize that you want to be a whole and complete person, and to be loved and appreciated for all that you are and all you have to offer." I smiled again, a soft reassuring smile, that was genuine causing my eyes to crinkle. "Part of that is being comfortable with who you are, and many virgins, of any gender or orientation often find that difficult."

I looked down at my desk, "I'd like to give you some 'homework'," I paused looking at this beautiful young girl looking into her eyes, and not her bountiful breasts or stare at her crotch.

"Dick is fine, cock works too, whatever word You prefer." I emphasized you, making her understand that this was about her wants, her needs, her desires, her comfort level.

"I'd like to schedule you for late next Wednesday, 4pm is usually my last appointment, but I'm fairly booked up, so I'll put you down for 5:30." I opened my calendar and jotted a note, and a reminder to get it put into my office calendar.

"Between now and then, I'd like you to get comfortable with your body, sexually. Find out what kind of touch gets your dick hard, and what gets your pussy flowing, be aware of any differences between the two." I unconsciously licked my lower lip before continuing, "Most young men have a let down period between ejaculations, and have an erection first thing in the morning."

I was trying not to think of her with an erection, but it was impossible. "So I suggest you take the time to explore your cock, learn how it grows and changes."

"As for revealing your status as it were I'd say if you are in an relationship intimate enough for sex, then you are in a relationship intimate enough to reveal your cock." I stood up and moved around the desk, "If you are wanting to have non intimate sexual relationships, well as your therapist, I can't recommend that, but woman to woman, there are plenty of lesbians just looking for a tongue and a finger."

 

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Dr. Anderson's suggestions made me giggle. "I don't need to do 'homework' to understand that, Doc," I replied. "It's not like I got this thing yesterday. I've been living with this for the better part of a year. I know how it works pretty well."

"I suppose I was hesitant about it initially. I was afraid touching it or even thinking about it would make things worse. But Dr. Collins said that trying to ignore it or pretend that it wasn't a part of me was a bad idea. I had to accept what I was and deal with it accordingly. So that's what I have been doing. Regularly. So I know how it works.

I didn't add that it had been more difficult recently. The damn thing was becoming a bit more than my little hands could manage easily. That was why I was so eager to get back into dating; I could use a helping hand.

" And it's not like my pussy operates on a separate system. If I get aroused, I don't react with just one or the other." I thought for a moment. "Now direct stimulation tends to be more focused. Like if I finger myself, my cock won't necessarily react as strongly. And the orgasms are definitely separate. Different, too. Cock tends to be faster and more intense, but my pussy will tingle and twitch for ages. Sometimes I'll be in the mood for just one or the other, sometimes both." I shrugged. "It depends."

"So is that the kind of info you are looking for? I kinda got used to Dr. Collins asking weird questions while she examined me, so I don't mind."

 

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Dr Anderson

I was a little surprised by her revelation, and tried not to picture her masturbating her cock or her pussy.

"Ah, so I suppose that means that any sexual intimacy will give you a hard on," I was trying to pin down exactly why she was here, she seemed comfortable with her body, and so I asked one more questions.

"When you think about being with a woman, what do you imagine doing? Are you giving oral sex, receiving? both?" I softly clarify, "Do you even think about using your cock?" I wanted to see Bianca and I moved back to sit behind my desk.

"Perhaps it would be better if I could get a better idea of what you are dealing with," I paused, "I'm having a little difficulty wrapping my mind around a beautiful girl like you with an erection. Can you tuck it away, or is it too thick or long for that?" I had cross dressers and trans gendered clients, and concealing erections was something I was familiar with, but hiding the problem didn't really solve it, until the client didn't see hiding their erection as a problem.

 

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"What do I imagine doing?" Bianca echoed. "Everything!"

She giggled at herself. "Well, admittedly, I was afraid to even touch it at first. But once I got over that, I found that could feel really good.

" Only now I kinda wonder what it'd feel like to have someone else touch it. I mean, I have seen videos of what guys and girls do. They seem to like it when a girl sucks on it or puts it inside her." Bianca shrugged. "Maybe I would too. I'd at least like to find out. "

"Can you tuck it away, or is it too thick or long for that?" Dr. Anderson inquired.

Bianca blushed slightly before she responded. "Actually, that was a problem when it got big enough to actually bulge. I could sort of get away with it under a skirt, but then I have to either strap it against my thigh or be really careful not to move quickly so that it's not swinging around like one of them bell ringing things. "

" But I found a little secret about how to deal with it from some folks I'd never expected: drag queens. I know, weird, but then it does make a certain sense. Their guys with dicks trying to look like girls, and I'm a girl with a dick trying to do the same thing.

"They had all sorts of nice tips on 'tucking', which is what they call it. Actually it's probably easier for me since I don't have a ugly pair of balls to hide away, too. Apparently those are pretty sensitive, but the cock part compresses pretty well. I can totally walk around in just panties or a swimsuit with no one knowing. "

" Of course, " Bianca conceded, "that only works when it's soft. When it starts to get hard, hiding something that big becomes pretty difficult. For awhile I had to tell folks I had an intestinal bug because I kept having to run to the bathroom.

"But now I mostly focus on keeping it under control with my mind. Takes practice, but I can think about sex without getting an erection. It's not perfect, so I can't do that forever before I lose control, but it's usually enough to get by."

 

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"Okay, I think I understand." I was flustered and noticed the picture of my lovely wife, and I bit my lower lip. "You want to know when to tell a potential lover, how to tell them, and what you should say?" Bianca was an attractive girl and I bet men hit on her all the time.

"If I were you, I suppose I'd look for someone who is not a strict lesbian. Someone who experimented with dick in pussy sex, or who confesses they like a strap on. I'd guess I'd do my best to uncover my potential partners' interest to see if they could be interested in all you have to offer."

Dr, Anderson tried not to think of just how thick and long an erection had to be such that it could not be hidden, and she was trying not to cross professional lines. She reminded herself that it wasn't like Bianca was flirting with her or asking Dr. Anderson to touch her cock.

She blurted out one unprofessional question and hoped Bianca didn't know it was unprofessional. "Have you tasted your cum?"

 

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"Tasted it?" Bianca screwed up her face. This psychiatrist really was asking all sorts of strange questions.

"No, I haven't it. That'd be weird, wouldn't it?" She thought about it a moment. "Well, not like crazy, I suppose. I did know a girl who'd lick her fingers after playing with her pussy."

"Still, wouldn't it be weird if I tasted it and liked it? I mean, I produce a lot of it. It'd be pretty weird if I started collecting it and drinking it."

An even more twisted thought occurred to her. "Or what if I liked it enough that I started wanting to suck myself off? I probably could, damn thing is so big now. Maybe if stretched first to get limber. But that seems like taking masturbation too far. I don't know."

She turned her eyes back to the doctor. The psychiatrist no longer seemed coolly reserved. She was leaning forward with rapt attention. Bianca found it rather flattering that this obviously intelligent beauty seemed so interested in her.

"Should I be concerned about that? My taste, I mean? Is that something that guys have to think about? My hetero friends never really talked about how their boyfriends tasted, so I don't really know. Have you ever tasted cum, Dr
Anderson?"

 

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Dr. Anderson

"Well a lot of woman are turned off of fellatio due to taste, and most guys don't realize it's a simple thing to take care of. Beer and pizza don't exactly make for the best tasting cum, staying hydrated so it's not too thick, regular ejaculations so it's not 'old', staying away from garlic, and fruits like pineapple can improve the taste of a man's ejaculate."

Her question catches me off guard, and my tongue darts nervously over my lower lip. "It was a long time ago," I answer nervously, "Before I met my wife obviously." I glance at her picture, but somehow instead of being reassured I'm reminded of our sexual life. I'm dominant sexually and I've fucked her with all sorts of toys, in all her wholes. But she is very feminine and has told me she doesn't feel comfortable fucking me with any sort of dick.

She has very slender hands, and once in a while I can convince her to fist me, I love the feeling of her stretching me open, and then burying her hand in me, using her gorgeous wrist to fuck me silly. I try to recall the last time she'd done so, it must have been Valentine's Day, I'd fucked her mercilessly the day before, and she'd fisted me the next night.

My body was getting turned on from the thoughts, I had a personal dildo of course, but Anna had caught me using it once and had confessed she felt like she wasn't enough for me. I'd shown her that she was more than woman enough, and had proposed not too long after that. I loved Anna, but right now I was feeling the long unmet desire for cock to be surging to the surface.

 

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"Hmm," Bianca mused. "Well, if you think it important, I can produce some for you to taste. You can then tell me if it will taste okay to a girl who has been with guys."

Dr. Anderson looked a bit hesitant about the suggestion, so Bianca quickly offered some reassurance. "Oh, it's no big deal. Dr. Collins used to have me go into a room and produce a sample whenever I went in for checkups. I'm kinda used to it."

."Let's see. Do you have any naked pictures? No. Well, I can just think of something sexy. Probably don't have lube, either. I can make do."

Bianca rose from the couch. "I guess all I really need is a collection container so I don't spew it everywhere. Then just tell me which room you want me to use."

 

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Dr. Anderson

She was stunned as she took out a specimen container, and gave Bianca a sample of lubricant, as Dr. Anderson got plenty of them working with sexual dysfunctions, and told Bianca to use exam room 4, since it was empty.

What Dr. Anderson didn't say was that exam room 4 was an observation lab, and that there was a live video feed. Her hands trembled as she quickly turned the camera on, turned the recording option OFF, and sent the feed to be displayed on her computer. She opened the vid feed and watched Bianca enter the room.

Her heart was pounding, she was going to taste Bianca. She raised her hand to cover the screen. "What am I thinking? I should not be doing this," her hand moved and she was suddenly entranced. "Well, I don't have to taste it, I could have it's contents analyzed." Dr. Anderson was rationalizing, talking to herself. "It would taste better fresh," she licked her lips, "Oh, why am I thinking about sucking on Bianca's cock?"

Staring at the screen she could see exactly why she was thinking of sucking on her patients dick. "I would stop there, of course, Bianca would know what a blow job feels like, and be reassured that she is desirable," she took slow deep breaths, "Of course I would stop there, a blow job isn't cheating." She looked at the picture of her wife. "I wouldn't want to fuck her," pause, "I don't," longer pause. "Okay I want to feel a cock inside my pussy again, but not a patient," she bit her lip, "Okay I do want to fuck her, is that so wrong?"

Dr. Anderson fell silent watching the live video feed from Exam room 4.

 

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Bianca took the plastic cup and smiled to be polite. The thing was way too small, but it was unlikely Dr. Anderson had anything larger. This was a psychiatric office, not a lab.

Her problems were compounded when she was led into another exam room. Bianca had hoped that would mean something like what Dr. Collins had: linoleum floors, bare walls, plastic furniture, a sink, etc. But again, it was a psychiatric office, so it was yet another sitting room with comfortable furniture.

"Great," Bianca grumbled when she was aloneness. "I blow my load here and they'll have to deep clean the carpets."

After searching the room, she found a potential workaround. The room featured a small wastebasket barely as tall as her shin with a plastic liner bag. Judging from number of facial tissues, the patients had done a lot of crying today. "Better than nothing," Bianca shrugged. She emptied the used Kleenex into the bin and took the plastic bag with hers to the couch.

Bianca reached up her skirt and tugged her panties down her slender thighs till they dropped down to her ankles. She then reached back again and grunted as she tugged her girlcock free from its hiding place. While it wasn't exactly uncomfortable having tucked away, it felt much better letting it swing free.

Bianca sat down down on the edge of the couch, hiking her skirt past her waist for clear access. The lube samples were applied to her hands next before she took her dangling shaft in hand.

As always, it gave her a little thrill to see it in hand. It had gotten so thick in recent weeks that she could barely hold the flaccid flesh with one hand. A part of her still couldn't believe it was actually attached to her body.

The auburn-haired teen closed her mind and thought of what'd be like for someone else's hand to be fondling her. Oh, that must feel sooooo good. Bianca caressed her cock as blood began to fill the soft flesh, plumping it considerably.

It took the better part of a minute before it began to rise of its own accord. "Mmmmmm," Bianca purred, opening one eye to watch her cock stiffen and grow. "So fucking big."

Her stroking began a faster rhythm as her erection reached full power. She needed both hands now and even that could not fully encircle its girth. Veins bulged along its immense length, giving it a fearsome visage. Bianca could scarcely imagine another girl wanting something so massive inside her, but the very idea of actually doing that to another girl made her ache with desire.

"Ooooooohhhhh fuuuuuuuck," Bianca groaned as her climax neared. Thick pearls of precum were now oozing out with every upward stroke of her hands, adding her own natural lubrication to the now glistening shaft. She reached out with her left hand and grabbed the plastic bag liner; she'd need to put it over her cockhead just before she exploded if she didn't want to make a mess. "Almost there," she moaned. "Almost . . . almost . . ."

 

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Exam room 4 like every other exam room was sound proofed, Dr. Anderson listened intently as Bianca play with her cock. Dr. Emma Anderson could see why Bianca was concerned, the thing was massive, it would be impossible to swallow the whole thing, and anal sex was out of the question. Still Emma wanted it, to feel it stretch her pussy, to throb inside her.

Emma hadn't considered the amount of ejaculate until it happened, and she bit hard on her lower lip. Good thing Bianca had be prepared to be tidy, or Emma would have a hard time explaining how cum ended up on the ceiling. She could only imagine at this point how that kind of pressure would feel inside her. It had been a very long time since she'd had a man cum inside her, as before she was married she'd indulged in couples, where the man often ejaculated on both women, and only sometimes filled the other woman's snatch. She liked couples, all the joys of sex, without any of the emotional baggage. That was of course before she met Anna, she looked guiltily at the photo, and slowly turned it face down.

She couldn't have Anna's eyes staring at her when she was thinking about tasting Bianca.

She turned the video feed off when Biaca left Exam room four, and patiently waited for her to return with the sample, and it was a sample, only a small amount of what Bianca had unloaded.

 

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Bianca's solo efforts took some time, but finally paid off. The trembling need for release approached the point of no return. Her breathing became rapid and forceful and she groaned aloud with each exhale.

Fortunately she remembered to grab the plastic bin liner before she lost control. She draped it's over her cock just in time. With a final loud moan, she cut loose. Thick gouts began spewing out the tip as her lust took liquid form, splattering the interior of the bag.

Afterwards, she mentally applauded her idea. Had she used the specimen cup Dr. Anderson gave her, she'd have overfilled it about twice. The half full bag of cum had saved her from leaving cum stains all over the nice little room.

Bianca mostly filled the specimen cup from the bag and then tied a knot to seal away what remained. Hopefully the janitor wouldn't look too close when emptying the trash; if so, maybe he'd think someone had spilled yogurt or something.

Bianca tidied up herself, but decided not to completely tuck away her girlcock. It was still a bit plump after her masturbation session and she didn't feel like making the full effort again. Besides, Dr. Anderson already knew the truth, so she didn't need to make as much of an effort. She settled for just fitting it inside the her panties, the thick shaft curving along the waistband towards her left hip.

Specimen cup in hand, she returned to the previous room. "Hope I didn't take too long," Bianca said to Dr. Anderson. She set the cup down on the coffee table in front of the psychiatrist. "Here you go."

 

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Dr. Anderson

"I wans't watching the clock, dear," she responded unsure of why she didn't say Bianca. She took the specimen cup and unscrewed the lid. She brought it to her nose, and inhaled, as scent was an indicator of taste.

"When was the last time you masturbated your cock?" again she wondered about her word choice, dick, penis, phallus, almost anything else would have been more appropriate. Dr. Anderson dipped a finger into the cup and tried to remain calm as she felt the warmth of it. She withdrew her finger and brought it to her mouth, opening her lips, placing the wet part of her finger inside, and erotically, licked/sucked her finger clean, before pulling out of her mouth.

The taste only made her wish for a fresh sample, straight from the source. She got up from her desk, moving around to where Bianca was, redipped her finger, and offered it to her patient. "Would you like to taste it?"

If Bianca said yes, well Dr. Anderson would be doomed, as she doubted she had the will power to resist going much much further with this luscious young woman.

If she said no, well Dr. Anderson would take that as a sign that she should really stop thinking about getting fucked by Bianca, wondering if Bianca's pussy had a similar taste, contemplating what it would take to get Bianca's nipples hard so she could suck on many different parts of Bianca.

She'd also not waste the taste as lick the sample off her finger, and while some part of her was hoping Bianca would say no, the greater part was hoping she'd say yes.

 

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" When was the last time you masturbate? "

"Yesterday morning," Bianca replied honestly. "I often do in the morning. Not always; sometimes I do whenever in the day or night. When I feel like it, you know? But I was busy yesterday and just didn't have time."

Then Dr. Anderson licked her own finger. And not just licked it. Rather, she sucked it into her mouth with an almost eager look in her eyes.

A curious warmth stole through Bianca's body. She was reminded again that Dr. Anderson was not just a physician, but also a woman. A very attractive woman. Seeing those red lips drawn tight around her finger had been unexpectedly arousing for Bianca. She could feel her nipples hardening within her bra.

Would you like to taste it?"

Bianca felt her cheeks turning pink. Her interest in her own taste was far from her mind. She found herself more interested in how Dr. Anderson's red lips tasted. But she could not say that to her own therapist. Surely not.

" Actually . . . , " Bianca ventured cautiously, "could you, uh, do that again? That thing you did with your finger? And your mouth? I . . . I, uh, I kinda liked it."

 

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Dr. Anderson

I ran the cum covered finger over my lips like I was applying a gloss, then took a fresh dip, placed in in my mouth and sucked it off, making a, this is the best tasting chocolate in the world type of face, before slowly withdrawing my finger and then licked the cum off my lips.

"Something like that?" I realized I hadn't mentioned the taste at all, just let it be implied by my personal enjoyment of it. "Guys usually don't think about their taste, until their wife/girlfriend/lover suggests they go down on the pussy after sex. It's called a cream pie, and after that guys take a lot more interest in how they taste."

Okay, I was trying not to think about a Bianca cream pie, because if I did have sex with her, and I told myself that was a big if, and if she didn't use a condom, another big if, then I would have to clean up somehow, because I couldn't imagine my never wanted a dick in my whole life wife wouldn't notice if I came home tasting like this.

"Your pussy probably tastes sweeter." I was shocked as my tongue ran along my lower lip, as I had just practically volunteered to compare the flavor of her sweet quim and dick.

 

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"You think so?" Bianca replied, finding herself genuinely curious. "No one has ever told me that before. Of course, it's been nearly a year since I last had someone go down on me."

Bianca thought for a moment. "I've only done it myself with a few, so I don't know if that's enough for comparison. I don't remember any of them being sweet. Well, not sugary. But one did have a sort of vaguely citrus tang as I recall, so maybe?"

Tge young herm glanced towards her skirt. "Do you think that's something you ought to test, Dr. Anderson? I suppose you could. I didn't cum with my pussy, but I get pretty warm and wet when I'm stroking my cock, so you get a sample pretty easily, I suppose." She looked up at her therapist, waiting for instructions.

 

[intriguess]

Dr. Anderson

A sample, I wondered how wet she got that she could give a sample. I took a deep breath, reminded myself I was a happily married woman and replied. "Vaginal fluids break down rather quickly, to provide lubrication." I took another deep breath, "I think this might be a good place to end this session." I placed the specimen jar on my desk, and sealed it. "I'd like to do a little research, so I can know what is the norm for someone as special as you."

Plus I wanted to masturbate, and devour my wife, but I couldn't say that out loud.

"That is if you feel comfortable enough with me to continue..."

 

[saedo]

Bianca shrugged. "You seem fine to me. Certainly sitting on a couch is better than sitting around in a paper robe on some exam table so I can get poked and prodded again. Talking to you is almost fun compared to that."

Bianca stood up and straightened out her clothes. Unfortunately, that meant putting on her panties again. In her current semi-flaccid condition, her girlcock resisted being tucked completely out of sight. The crotch of her panties bulged ominously in a decidedly non-feminine manner.

"Best I can do," she grumbled. "Ah well, the skirt should hide it."

Bianca turned towards her therapist and made her goodbyes. She then went to reception to get her next appointment the following week.