Dr. Gutierrez

"W... Well," Sam searched for the courage to speak truth to power, consequences be damned.

"Well there have been a lot of things over the past few hours, Dr. Gutierrez," he said. "But right the biggest factors have to be your fantasies about my dick, and those beautiful golden tits of yours, which can't seem to wait to break out of that blouse!" His tone was at least a little accusatory — he knew she left her blouse unbuttoned — but it was the truth and he couldn't come up with anything better in the moment.

Dr. Gutierrez let out mild, surprised laugh. "Well, ok!" She exclaimed. "I'm finally starting to get a little bit of passion out of you!"

"And I'm flattered," she said, while starting to undo yet another button on her top. "...To make a man with your 'talents' horny, that's what I got these for." She kneaded her breasts together, then let them bounce back into place.

"Please. Tell me more. What do my breasts, and my dirty talk make you feel? What do they make you think about?"

"Well...," Sam said, looking his therapist up and down in her new, 'dressed down' state. "I think about feeling them, grabbing them, sucking on them, sticking my cock between them until I cum all over your face.

"Good, good. Do you want to fuck me?" She asked.

"Of course!" He replied. "You're so hot."

"If we were to have sex right now... Tell me, how would you like that to go?"

"I want you to straddle me, pressing your pussy down on my cock, with only my shorts and your panties between us. You'd grind against me as you undressed, removing your blouse and your skirt. Then you'd slide down, undo my shorts, and give me a blowjob to lube me up."

"So it would be a sloppy blowjob?"

"Fuck yes. You're going to start salivating at the sight of my cock, I'd imagine. Then as you suck me off, you'll have to keep opening wider and wider to let more of my cock down your throat. My cock will be nice and lubed up."

"What about my tits? I thought we were talking about my breasts?" By this point, Dr. Gutierrez had uncrossed her legs, revealing a wet spot in her panties.

"Once my cock is well lubed up, you'll put your breasts around my cock and squeeze them together. As I fuck your big titties, you'll do your best suck on the head of my cock with each stroke."

"And then you're going to fuck me, correct?" She asked, breathlessly.

"Once I'm done fucking your tits, I'll spin you around and take you from behind. I'll bring my cockhead up to pussy lips, and slowly push inside you. Then I'll thrust in and out, over and over and over again."

"You have a pretty big cock," she said. "How much of it is going to fit?"

"Oh you'll take it all. Given your interest in big dicks, I doubt you'd be one to shy away from it. In fact, I'm guessing you're going to be begging for me to slam my cock all the way inside you on the first stroke, but I'm going to work my way in slow. Make sure you get to feel every inch when I fuck you."

"Oh god," Dr. Gutierrez said, forgetting for a moment that this was an exercise, before regaining a measure of composure.

"Exactly," Sam said. "You'll be screaming that over and over again as I pound your pussy. You'll be bucking back to meet my thrusts, our bodies will slamming into each over and over again until you cum, maybe more than once?"

"What about you?" She asked, with a quizzical look.

"When I'm ready to cum, I'll let you know, then pull out of your pussy. You'll spin around and start jerking me off so that my jizz blasts all over you. I'll be aiming for your face and breasts, but I cum a lot so it's going to go everywhere."

"Well," Dr. Gutierrez said. "I've heard about enough."

"W...What?" Sam said. He knew it. He overdid it. She was going to report him. Call him a crazy sex addict and get him thrown in one of those cells.

She did not do that.

Dr. Gutierrez did not say anything. She simply stood up, put her clipboard on her seat, and straddled Sam on his bed.