Therapist in the Sky (Closed)

[BeachBum25]

Patrick did not respond to Kelly's question verbally. He spun her around and pushed her up against the door; pressing his body to his as his hands grabbed her tits. He dug his fingers into Kelly's hips as he kissed her hard and deep. He wanted her right now like he had never wanted any woman before.

Moving his hands to Kelly's shoulders, he slid the spaghetti straps off her shoulders and guided her arms out of them. Without breaking the kiss, he pushed the white dress down off her wonderful body until it fell to the floor.

Stepping back to get a good view of her, Patrick looked over Kelly as she stood before him wearing only the white leather boots, the gold chain with the gold cross and her Rolex. She certainly was a sight for sore eyes, and Patrick took his time taking her in with his eyes.

Removing his jacket, Patrick placed it on a chair. He loosened his tie and unbuttoned the top couple of buttons of his shirt. He offered Kelly a hand to help her step out of her dress. "I don't want a drink, but if you would like one, I would be happy to get it for you."

He led Kelly to the large windows that looked out over the city. He stood behind her as they looked out at the city; his hands on her hips. Whispering into her ear, "what a great view to fuck by, don't you think?" He pressed his body to hers... pushing her tits against the glass. "Maybe we will save this for later."

He backed away and finished unbuttoning his shirt. Removing it, he dropped it to the floor as he kicked off his shoes. He spun Kelly around, her back now against the window glass, and he removed his pants and boxerbriefs. "Get on the bed on your hands and knees. I want to bury this hard cock deep inside your tight cunt."

 

[wickedpen]

The tension in Patrick was making every nerve in Kelly's hard toned body stand up and take note. They had been good in their first session but this was tapping into something in each other them. Something rarely touched upon, something raw and let loose, like a live wire in a thunderstorm sparking and dangerous.

His kiss entered her like a bolt into a barrel as his hands squeezed and pulled her, push and pressed. Then he paused to strip her. She nervous and excited as the dark room reverberated their drama. Standing confident in her boots she knew she looked good, and bad. Trashy and elegantly playful as he stepped back to see his prize, what he was buying, to play out the scenario.

She brought her delicate fingers to the weightless gold cross just above her cleavage as she bit her lip and looked up from under her thick blonde curl that fell over her face. She watched as Patrick moved casually, draping his coat over the chair. He moved confidently, not like a boy finally getting into a girls panties but as a man who appreciated the moment and wanted to enjoy it.

Standing naked, nearly, at the window in her boots with him behind her, she wanted to scream but kept her cool.

"what a great view to fuck by, don't you think?" he breathed against her neck as she felt his heart pound against her back and his cock throb against her ass as the cool glass held her over the city.

He broke the spell, "Maybe we will save this for later." and moved back releasing her from the euphoric pressure in front of him. She closed her eyes and tried to keep the sensation of him against her but it faded.

He spun her around and stripped the rest of his clothing revealing his body surging with lust and desire in the moonlight over the city.

"Get on the bed on your hands and knees. I want to bury this hard cock deep inside your tight cunt." he commanded, playing his role as the purchaser of pleasure. She looked at him cool and collected. She looked him up and down pausing at his hardened member. She stepped past him without a sound or look. She leaned forward letting her arms take her weight as she brought one knee up onto the bed, then the other, before spreading her legs and arching her back. She looked forward into the darkened pillows and meaningless but tasteful art over the bed oblivious to all but his presence. She waited holding herself for him. Conscious of her breasts hanging under her, in need of his hands to take them. She tried to calm her breathing and slow her racing heart in anticipation of what was to come. Like a good girl she did not look back, patiently listening for the first foot fall of his approach, aching to feel his first touch. Would he be gentle and loving or would he free the beast she had been poking all night with her teasing glances and open willingness?

 

[BeachBum25]

Watching her move slowly and seductively to the bed, Patrick's only movement was to turn and watch her. His eyes on her ass as she followed his directions, he loved the sight of his hot therapist in only her thigh high leather boots moving toward the bed.

Licking his lips, he saw Kelly move onto the bed one leg at a time. There was no doubt in his mind that she wanted him as badly as he wanted her. In fact, he thought he sensed some disappointment on her face when he mentioned that he would save the city view for later.

In no hurry, knowing he had her all night, and wanting to heighten the anticipation in both of them, he moved slowly toward the bed.... stepping quietly toward his high-priced hooker.

After what seemed like an eternity, but was not more than a minute, Patrick moved between Kelly's legs. He placed both hands on her wonderful ass and began to caress it firmly.. digging his fingers hard into the flesh of each perfect cheek.

Without warning, he smacked her ass leaving his handprint on her right cheek. As she reacted to the smack, he slid his big, hard cock between her legs and let it move along the silky lips of her hot pussy.

Grasping her hips firmly, Patrick moved his hips.. sliding his cock over her wet pussy... increasing his want to be buried deep inside her. Reaching around her, he grabbed her wonderful tits as he pressed the swollen head of his cock to her pussy. With a hard thrust of his hips, Patrick filled Kelly with his hard cock; burying his shaft deep inside her. "Fuck yes. You are so fucking tight Kelly."

 

[wickedpen]

The slap was unexpected but broke the tension filled silence that cushioned them Before the pain could subside it was wiped away with his thick cock between her legs. She knew he could not wait much longer. She knew he wanted to be where time and suffering did not exist.
She bent her elbows in anticipation of his weight as he aligned himself to her. No wild humping like a young buck trying to sire his first fawn. This was slow, methodical.

Kelly grunted as much as she exhaled, his unexpected move catching her offguard effortlessly completed her. Her red polished nails ripped into the soft white comforter as her muscles tightened against him. She pushed her shoulders up and hips back as she spread her legs wider to accommodate her client.

His hands held her hip bones as he used her flesh on himself. He held her in position to best accept his throbbing shaft. His breathing was heavy and making her juices flood their flesh like thick golden motor oil laser thin coating his piston in her cylinder.

It was better than their office visit, having spent time working towards what they knew was inevitable. It was more intense both having replayed the session, she on video and he in his head.

It was a few minutes of torturous pleasure before she managed to speak.

"But i did not get to taste you yet.." she sighed, clearly heard over his hips pounding into the back of her thighs. "I should earn my money, no?" she sighed with her head hung down in utter ecstasy.

 

[BeachBum25]

Long, hard thrusts of his hips pushed Patrick's cock deeper and deeper into his high-priced hooker's pussy. Their bodies crashed together with each thrust; Patrick's hips slamming into Kelly's hot ass.. his heavy balls slapping her.

There was something about playing this role that had Patrick more aroused.. more in tune with his partner. He wasn't sure what it was. Certainly, having someone as beautiful and sexy as Kelly as his partner added to the excitement and the pleasure, but the role playing took it to another level. He certainly hoped that his benefactor would continue to support his "therapy" because he wanted more and more of Doctor Brown.

"Trust me whore, you will get a taste. You are going to get a taste of our juices mixed together on my cock. I am going to fill your whore cunt with cum and then, you can taste us together while you make sure that my cock is ready for more."

Patrick continued to caress her wonderful tits as he fucked her deeper and harder. His fingers pulled on her erect nipples as their bodies moved together. They moved perfectly together and the fact that their bodies moved in such perfect unison pushed Patrick closer and closer to another wild orgasm with his therapist.

"Make me cum whore. Keep moving you hot body and milk all of the cum from me. Take it all. That is what you are getting paid for you expensive whore." He thrust into her harder still and exploded. "Fuck yes.... Kelly... take it all."

 

[wickedpen]

His words slapped and bit into her mind as his cock worked in perfect unison with her cravings. She would never let someone talk to her like this, treat her like this, before him. She would have stopped with the slightest disrespect or condescension but this was different, this was too good.

Grunting and groaning as she worked her body harder than any gym work out with her personal trainer, she wanted more. She pushed herself to match his incredible passion. Braced on the bed it was almost dangerous how hard he was pulling her back into his out thrust cock. She was seeing red burning through her body as oxygen starved cells pulled together sending waves of pleasure like she had never felt. Completely out of control now his words were meaningless. She was helplessly addicted.

It was only the steady deep driving of their bodies that allowed her a little clarity as he tightened, hardened and neared release. She worked her hips side to side, around and around as his hands held on as he began to loose touch, his orgasm drawing his very soul into her.

His disrespect flowed so naturally, like he was born to play this role, as was she.

"Make me cum whore. Keep moving you hot body and milk all of the cum from me. Take it all. That is what you are getting paid for you expensive whore." he hissed such truth. She was an expensive whore and she would make him cum. Her body tightened subconsciously constricting around his throbbing shaft of hardened flesh. She threw her head back, her long blonde hair landing. matted with sweat to her sculpted back as she pushed herself back into hi, impaling herself.

"OH God Yes Patrick!" she cried as her arms and legs shook and orgasm tied her in knots. From the clenched silence she heard him sigh, "Fuck yes.... Kelly... take it all." as he jerked wildly and pulsated deep through her sending endorphins through her skull and his seed endlessly into her body. He stood twitching with his hips offering himself, but almost unconscious as she gyrated and rocked up and down, practically sucking him with her body until he stepped back and out of her. And she collapsed on the bed numb with euphoria and intoxicated with bliss.

 

[BeachBum25]

Wow.

So fucking incredible.

Never before had Patrick had sex that was this good. Never before had he been with a woman that was so amazing. He stood at the foot of the bed and watched as Kelly collapsed on the bed. She looked so good laying there.

Moving onto the bed, Patrick caressed her fine ass as he kissed her back. No, this was not how one would treat a hooker, but, despite the role they were playing, Patrick wanted to enjoy all of his therapist's wonderful body.

As he dragged his tongue up her spine, Patrick's fingers kneaded the flesh of her round ass. Once his lips reached the back of her neck, Patrick rolled Kelly over on her back and moved over her and straddled her hips. Taking her firm breasts in his hands, he began to caress them as he looked into her mesmerizing eyes.

"Not only do you play the role of a whore really well, you are an amazing lover. You have a body that is incredible, and even better, you know how to use it to give and receive pleasure." He pinched her nipples hard and gave her a wicked grin.

After pinching her nipples, he moved up and straddled her chest and offered Kelly his cock which was covered in a mixture of their cum. "You wanted a taste... now you get a taste. Suck my cock... clean our cum off it and let's get ready for more. I have you all night long whore, and I am not going to waste any of the time that we have together."

 

[wickedpen]

I am not sure how long Patrick kissed my back and neck before he rolled me out of my haze of pleasure. Pinching my nipples brought me back to the moment in the room. Most men would have been passed out with what we had just done but Patrick was on top of me. Talking dirty. Calling me a whore and I loved it. My legs opened behind him as he sat on me and played with his sloppy wet cock against my breasts.

She moved up to give me his cock which was not fully flaccid yet. I leaned up and inhaled it as he moved up over me, his knees on the pillows next to my head. I closed my eyes and thought about the sexy flavors in my mouth as his cock pulsated with life. I ran my tongue around every inch and pushed it against my cheeks and the roof of my mouth. I brought my hands to his hard ass as he began to thrust into my mouth now sucking on him as he hardened again. He rocked forward and pushed his full cock into my mouth, forcing my head into the pillow as he hardened. It was obscenely hot to feel him growing into the back of my mouth.

I had to shake my head to get him to let me breath. We withdrew his clean hard cock and looked down at me.

"I think your clean now sir. Am I as good a whore as you imagined last night?" I purred looking up into his eyes for the truth.

 

[BeachBum25]

Patrick was impressed with how well Kelly played the role of a whore. She took his cock in her mouth so well, and cleaned it as she had been instructed to. The way she handled his cock indicated that, not only was she performing the service of a high-priced call girl, she was also enjoying what they were doing together.

After withdrawing his cock from her mouth to allow her to breathe, Patrick knelt over Kelly's chest and laid his hard shaft between her wonderful tits. He smiled down at her as he moved his hands to her breasts and began to caress them while wrapping them around his shaft.

"You are an incredible little whore. You handle this cock better than anyone before you ever did. Something tells me that you enjoy playing this role. You seem to be enjoying our time together an awful lot. You are a much better whore than I imagined you would be."

Rolling her nipples between his fingers as he looked down at her, Patrick began to move his hips ever-so-slightly; sliding his once again hard shaft between her tits. "You are mine all night whore, but I do owe you a hard fuck as we look out over the city. Do you want that now, or do you want to save that for later?" He didn't wait for her answer. He leaned down and did something that whores were not supposed to do. Patrick kissed Kelly on the lips, hard and deep.

 

[wickedpen]

There was nothing that turned Kelly on more than getting a guy horny, She knew Patrick's buttons and he was growing on her in ways she had not expected. His dominant John portrayal was as hot as his body was and now with his cock, still wet from her mouth sliding effortlessly between her tits as he played with her tits like a child with a favorite toy.

Laying under him she watched and listened pleased this evening had only begun. She had played this role before but her patients, or clients, would usually pass out from drinking too much or get into some strange psychosis related to whatever their deeper saga was, Not Patrick who seemed as balanced and able to keep reality in view as they explored it's boundaries.

He asked her about going back to the window but before she could think his lips were on hers and his tongue was swallowed by her hungry mouth. He slid down and laid on top of her as they made out like teenagers, horny and hungry. They felt each other's bodies giving pleasure and enjoying the sensations of their hands on the other's flesh. Groaning and moaning as their minds and bodies writhed on the bed resisting quickly combining into a single organism.

"I will do or be anything you want." she sighed in his ear before biting his neck as his fingernails scratched her supple back. "We got the initial need out of the way," she continued as though narrating as her lips closed on his chin and ear and her tongue slithered here and there. "What else do you want? Have you imagined, dreamed off doing to me, with me.." her voice trailed off as she rolled him to his back and laid on top of him kissing his chest and licking his nipples as his cock raged, throbbing under her toned abs. She took his nipple in her gleaming white teeth and playfully nibbled.

"Perhaps we should wait for the sunrise before you mount me against the window?" she purred licking and kissing his muscular chest. She kissed down his abs and was soon licking his shaft. She looked up as he smiled down at her, his head comfortably in the thick white pillow. "How shall I earn my money Mr Boyles?" she purred looking up at him.

 

[BeachBum25]

There was something about Kelly that was driving Patrick crazy. She knew how to push his buttons and she was doing it so very well. She pushed his buttons with her fingers. She pushed his buttons with her lips. She pushed his buttons with her tongue. She even used her voice to press his buttons. Her whole body.. her whole being was driving him wild.

He chuckled to himself when she said that she would do or be anything that he wanted. His mind momentarily drifted to coming home to her everyday and how incredible it would be to see this magnificent body every night.

"Be careful with what you say Kelly. There may be things that you say now that you would never be able to deliver on." Patrick's thoughts rushed out of his head as quickly as they had entered. He was not naive enough to believe that he was so wonderful that Kelly only provided these services to him. She was playing one with him tonight, but isn't that what she did in her office the first time.

"I'll tell you how you can earn your fucking money you expensive fucking whore. I want you to climb up on me and sit on my cock. I want you to wrap your hot ass around my cock and fuck me like the whore that you are. Take my big cock in that fine ass and fuck me good. Make me fill your whore ass with cum."

 

[wickedpen]

The smile that crept over Kelly's face as Patrick told her what he wanted brought a surge under Kelly's tongue currently traveling up the length of his cock that she knew he was hooked.

She slowly finished her lick of his lolly and slowly let his eyes watch her body rise until she was straddling his thighs. She looked at his cock harder than it had been all night and then up at him and asked "maybe I should be paying you."

Before he could answer she leaned forward and her hands landed on his abs, as she crawled up his chest and with her face inches from him she braced herself with her right arm. Her hand on his shoulder as she reached under herself and pushed his cock up to meet her lips. She rocked back but just enough to entertain his head as her left hand took it's place on his other shoulder. Her hips rocked and rolled as his head became wetter and wetter and she threw her head back and cried out fighting the urge to take him. Her eyes opened wildly and looked at him . His smile obscene as she stopped. She rose up lifting her hands from his chest and just as she was nearly verticle her legs gave in and he moved into her.

"Oh yes!" she cried in a deep guttural groan as half of his rock hard shaft glided into her hto wet flesh. Her hands clutched at her breasts savagely as her hair fell over her face and she began to bounce. He seemed bigger and she tighter as she forced her body down his pillar of bone.

"yes" she squeaked as her face twisted and eyes closed. Her hands gripping her breasts in what looked like a painful squeeze. Bouncing down onto him.Still not fully engaged, her eyes opened as she fell forward, catching herself on his chest with her hands as she pushed herself back into his rising thrust and ground the last of him into her.

"Yes!" she gasped, crying with pleasure as her hips now gyrated powerfully around and around as he touched her in ways she never imagined. She was no longer the whore earning her payment but a woman seeking ultimate pleasure. She was using him as much as he was her.

Her first orgasm came on as his hands took her ass and used her on his cock. She grabbed his hands and stopped him, pushing them off her as she moved back up.

"I am to milk your cum with my fine whore ass." she sighed as she returned to her circular motions. She stared at him as she could feel nothing but his heartbeat pounding through her.

"Maybe I will just ride you a while?" she smiled as they looked at each other, naked and open, as intimate strangers playing a game they both loved.

 

[BeachBum25]

He looked down at her as she dragged her talented tongue over his hard cock. She certainly knew how to use that tongue, and she could not deny that she was enjoying his big shaft. Patrick smiled at Kelly. "Yes, maybe you should be paying me. Whores are not supposed to enjoy sex the way that you seem to be."

Without a comment, she adeptly climbed on him and moved her body over his. She placed her hand on him and he bore the weight of her wonderful body. Then she mounted him like a pro. She moved her wonderful body with such grace and skill and was able to take his shaft deep inside her.

She moved on him so well. She obviously enjoyed being impaled on his hard shaft. She came rather quickly but did not stop fucking his hard cock. She continued to move over top of him and acknowledged that she was going to take his cum in her firm ass.

"You can ride me all fucking night Kelly. Take my cock again and again. Fuck me hard. Fuck me deep. Fuck me anyway you want to fuck me. I know you love this just as much as I am. Your payment for tonight should be in the number of times that I make you cum." He smiled up at her. "And you would probably owe me some change."

He thrust his hips up to her to meet her movements on him. Grasping her hips, he pushed his cock up into her harder and harder. Their eyes were locked on each other as they both reveled in the pleasure they were giving to one another. Then Patrick stopped. He removed his hands from her hips. "How long do you want to ride my big cock, whore?" Winking at her.

 

[wickedpen]

Nearly overwhelmed Kelly was not sure how to balance herself as Patrick rose up under her. Her mouth open as wide as her eyes as he spoke.

"I can't be a whore." she gasped as she felt herself tightening as though she were being twisted. "I like this too fucking much!" she cried as she fell on Patrick. His hands dropped from her hips to her ass and forced her down into his hip[s rolling up into her.

"Jesus." Kelly cried as her body shook with every fiber being wrenched tighter and tighter. She managed to raise her face to look at Patrick.

"Fucking give me your cum!" she yelled in desperation as her body was experiencing something beyond anything she ever felt before. Her hips somehow drove down into his as their bodies thudded until hey did not locked together in a convulsion of unison.

 

[BeachBum25]

It was just a matter of time. He could play the tough guy, but there was no way he was going to be able to hold out much longer with such an incredible body moving over him in such amazing ways. She was so fucking good.

She demanded his cum, and despite wanting to wait, he couldn't hold back. He exploded wildly; shooting giant ropes of thick cum deep inside Kelly. "Take it all. You want it, take it Kelly."

He continued to pump into her.. not wanting it to end. They were so good together and they both knew it, despite the fact that each of them wanted to be the one that controlled the other.

He moved his hands to her wonderful breasts, and caressed them as they both fought to catch their breath. As she laid down on him, Patrick kissed Kelly passionately; his cock still filling her.

Releasing her breasts, he wrapped his arms around her and held her close. His hands caressed her back as they reveled in the afterglow of an incredible mutual orgasm. Right now, she wasn't his whore. She was more than that. It might be that he loved how good a fuck she was, and she would probably snap him out of it shortly, and remind him that she was being paid for this... paid very well.

 

[wickedpen]

"Oh yeah" Kelly sighed as she laid on top of Patrick catching her breath and enjoying his touch. It was some of the best sex of her life but what had started as a favor over dinner with another patient was becoming something more, something greater than two people having sex.

Kelly could not help herself as she felt him throb inside her she reacted rocking her hips against him.

"Don't stop." she sighed as her hips moved back and forth feeling him inside her. She found the strength to push herself back up. Sitting on his still slightly less rigid yet still very much hard cock she began a slow gyration.

"Top dollar goes until you say stop." she said hoping her gamble did not bring him to fold. She moaned and groaned massaging her tits as he watched. Her eyes closed as her hips worked like a well oiled machine.

As he lay smiling up at him with his eyes closed, occasionally taking a look at her in the dim hotel room, the city lights illuminated the night behind her rhythm. Her hands ran up her throat where he had kissed her perfume away and into her free golden blonde hair until is was standing tall intertwined with her fingers over her head.

"You are a magnificent man." she purred her hands falling to his rippled abs. She braced herself against his, leveraging the angle to rock his cock against her favorite spots. She could not help herself, she wanted more.

 

[BeachBum25]

He followed her directions and he did not stop. Patrick kept thrusting up into Kelly as he watched her revel in the pleasure his cock was delivering. He loved the way that she moved her body and she played with her magnificent tits.

They moved perfectly together. As he pushed his hips up to Kelly, she rocked her hips in a way that drove him crazy. There was something about the way she moved her body that told him that she was enjoying their time together more than a regular whore would.

"You certainly know how to move that hot body of yours, Kelly. Not only do you have an amazing body, but you sure as hell know how to use it."

Patrick watched as she extended her hands over her head, and pressed her tits out in front of her. As she lowered her hands to his abs. Patrick reached up and grabbed her tits and caressed them firmly. He pulled on her nipples; lightly at first, but then he pulled them harder.

As she pressed down on him to maneuver herself around on her cock, Patrick moved one hand from her breasts and gripped Kelly's throat, lightly. "You are fucking amazing. Keep fucking me Kelly. Keep using my cock for your pleasure. It is okay. I know you are a whore, but you are allowed to enjoy tonight also."

 

[wickedpen]

"I am enjoying it" she grunted as she slowed her body working him inside of her. She relished his hands on her body, on her throat. She wanted more but knew she was doing a job and wanted to make sure that was done.

Sitting up still for a moment. They took a breath. She rna her hands over her body and face, back into her hair with the perspiration. She breathed feeling him throbbing inside her.

"What do you want?" she breathed as she leaned forward and put her hands on his chest. "Tonight is a giant thank you from the city and I am licensed to do or be anything that brings you pleasure." she said with an honesty and openness that could not be denied.

"I can call the server from dinner to join us. We can go to the private pool on the roof? Anything lover, or we can stay here and I can drain you all night, to my heart content..." her smile was easy and wicked and he knew she was not kidding about any of it.

 

[BeachBum25]

He listened to Kelly as she rattled off all of the "services" that she was willing to provide to him. His eyes wandered over her body as she played the role of the good little whore. He liked what he heard. He liked what he saw.

"I don't want you to call anyone. I want you for the night. You are the one that is getting paid to be here, so, I am limiting our time together just to you." He moved his eyes to make contact with hers. "You will pleasure me all fucking night, whore."

Patrick rolled Kelly off of him and onto her back. He moved between her legs and gripped her throat tightly. Looking down into her eyes, he smiled wickedly at her. "The only difference between you and a regular high priced whore is that I am going to give you some say in what we do. You are going to get to enjoy our time together, which is a luxury whores are not usually afforded."

Piercing her pussy with his cock, Patrick drove his shaft deep and hard into her. Burying his cock in her hot pussy, he looked into her eyes to see the pleasure that she was enjoying. There was no doubt that he was enjoying her and everything she was willing to do, but he wanted to make sure that she remembered tonight unlike her time with her other johns.

 

[wickedpen]

Kelly wrapped herself around Patrick as he spoke of singular focus and whore enjoyment. She wanted more, physically she was pounding into his thrusts. She wanted to be ripped apart and then reassembled just as she wanted to squeeze him into a tiny box only to release him. Her legs tightened their strangled grip on him, spending endless hours on her Peloton cycling through mountains and valleys until her legs burned. Her legs were far from burning although racing up a steep mountain.

"Fuck yes!" she hissed grabbing Patrick by the thick muscular throat. "Give me all you've got!" she demanded her torso driving them harder and harder as sweat and steamy breath coated their bodies, now sliding over each other. Rolling across the sheets to leverage every ounce of pleasure. Squeezing the juice from the rind of a fruit they had grown and ripened into such deliciousness, now having consumed the sweet fleshy meat and delectable juice were down to the final bitter end. Not wanting to end they resisted and fought against each other, with each other.

"OH GOD YES!" Kelly cried echoing through the room and probably the hotel as her arms and legs and every fiber contracted into a mega July 4th of wet fireworks and blissful agony under the hard driving body of this man. His body embedded again and again as deep as she could imagine.

"Give it to me" she hissed in a quiet demand locked in orgasm.

 

[BeachBum25]

Patrick altered his pace. He fucked the doctor's hot pussy slow and steady before moving his hips faster and pounding her hot pussy hard and deep. When he slowed down, he could feel the doctor moving her hips faster... wanting more of his hard cock.

When he started thrusting harder and deeper, she moved perfectly with him. The rhythm of their movements only served to enhance the excitement he was feeling. Yes, she was getting paid for this, but he didn't care, because she was so fucking good.

He followed her directions and gave it to her. He gave her his big cock again and again. Even if she hadn't made the demand, she was going to get it. Patrick loved how she moved her body. She was the best fuck he had in a long time, and he wanted more and more of it... more and more of his hot little whore.

This didn't feel anything like a business transaction. This was two people who were really into pleasuring one another. Patrick wanted to please Kelly like nothing she had ever experienced. It had a lot to do with his competitive nature.

He wasn't naive enough to think he was the only one she had used this "therapy" on, but he wanted to make sure that it was a memorable "therapy session"and one that would make her want to see him again.

 

[wickedpen]

With one knee on the desk that overlooked the window's view Kelly looked out into the sun rising barely a sizzle yet. Patrick's cock, endless, almost on autopilot, his perfect body continued behind me.

I pushed myself up and rocked back into him as he nearly stumbled.

"Time is almost up Mr O'Brien." she said as casually as she could. "These are the rules from your benefactor, I will have to go in ten minutes."

She sensed Patrick's confusion. Both sweaty and raw from a night of sex but also not finished. She turned with an acrobatic lift of her leg across his chest and turned until she was facing him. On her back on the desk she reached up and pulled his neck down.

"If I don't leave in ten minutes he will kill us both." I breathed into his ear. I should have begged myself away long before this but I couldn't. I wanted more. Our benefactor also goes by another name. the match maker. I thought he was an urban legend but some swingers claim to have heard tell that he is real. That he finds people he somehow deems attraction-able and then forces them together. He finds some way to, usually threat of force, which is real enough.

Patrick lifts his head and looks at her confused. Her tension and fear are real.

"Came it look like you cum one more time and then fall onto the bed. I will go." I whisper. "Please I want to live."

 

[BeachBum25]

Patrick continued to move his hips as he listened to what Kelly said to him. His mind was trying to process all of this, while his body wanted to keep enjoying the incredible woman laying sprawled on the desk in front of him. What was she talking about? Kill them both? Was she making this up as a way of getting away from him? Maybe she didn't enjoy him as much as he had enjoyed her.

Match maker? Someone wanted to bring them together, but put time limits on their time together? He couldn't figure out what the hell was going on. His body continued to thrust to the therapist as he tried to process what she was saying.

Finally, he decided to do what she asked. If this was just a story to get her away from him, so be it. He thrust into her harder... making a face as if he was cumming and then walked backward and fell on the bed. He watched Kelly as she slowly rose from the desk and began to gather her clothes and get dressed.

He didn't say anything to her as she dressed. Patrick simply watched her.. his mind racing.. his eyes still on her beautiful face and her incredible body. Once she was finished dressing, she walked over to him and kissed him softly on the lips and hurried out of the room as if she was on a deadline.

Laying on the bed, Patrick looked up at the ceiling. He didn't know what to think. He wasn't sure if the story Kelly told him was true or not. If it was true, it was crazy beyond anything he could ever imagine. If it was just something she made up to get out of here, he was disappointed.

Eventually, he got up and went in and showered. After toweling off, he dressed and left the room. Once back to his place he changed and got ready for work. Going to work today was probably a good thing... it would take his mind off the wild ending to his night with Kelly.

 

[wickedpen]

Stuck into the slot where you get your mail is a flyer for what looks to be a rave in an old waterfront . At the bottom of the orange sheet with black print was blue ball point pen writing, "Meet me midnight, Kelly"

There was an address as part of the throw back flyer design. It was one of the few old Warehouses left down here. It was never safe and now, still isn't safe. But there I was, black pencil skirt to my mid thigh, leaving little the florescent lights and adrenalin glazed dancers. I was out of my element but I had a part to play. My white blouse burned in the black lights. I got a drink and moved up the black and neon steel spiral ascending to the second level. The lights and darkness were above that. I found a seat where I could view the door without drawing too much attention.

I glanced at my watch and saw it was just past twelve. I started to feel the squeeze as the matchmaker had given me one more chance. His words burned at me. "I want that key." he hissed through the phone as I stood mortified in my apartment.

I pondered every angle of my task. Do I include him? Steal the key? Make an impression? Who am I James Bond? I mean he really likes me, well he really likes fucking me. He might do it. But if he doesn't my sister is going to be discovered... He's a cop or something, he will want to do it by the book. But it's now or never.

"Flowing through the sewers." that bastard had laughed as he twisted the blade.

Then there he was, tall confident, strong. "Patrick" I said feeling him in every cell. Drawn like a vampire to a vein. I released my hair down my back and drained the cocktail. I moved and approached him from behind in the crowd by the bar.

"Bathroom" was all I said as I ran my hand across his firm crotch and continued through the crowd, feeling every arm and leg and shoulder I brushed into, in the hypersensitive way, like when you are doing something intensely, with total focus. Nearly spilled a few drinks as I opening pressed myself through the crowd.

"This was nothing compared to what I want." I thought as men openly groped me. Woman too. I made it to the back under the neon "restrooms" sign. I opened the first door and looked back for Patrick.

 

[BeachBum25]

When he finished his shift, Patrick made his way home looking forward to a good night's sleep. It had been a draining shift, with non-stop runs, and all he wanted now was to get a shower and crawl into his bed.

As he walked to his door, he noticed something in the mail slot. He removed it slowly and carefully, since it was unusual for anything to be placed in the nail slot that way. Reading it, was like reading a memo from a superior. It "told" him to be someplace and when to be there.

With his plans changing, Patrick got a shower and thought about Kelly. Was this meeting because she wanted to see him or was it because the matchmaker wanted it to take place? Either way, he was happy that he was going to see her. He really hoped, however, that it was Kelly's desire to see him that was the reason for her arranging this rendezvous.

Patrick dressed and headed to their meeting place. This wasn't exactly his kind of scene, and he was surprised that Kelly had picked this location to meet with him. He entered the building to the loud, pounding music and the almost blinding, flashing lights.

He was no sooner through the door than Kelly was upon him. Her hand moved over his crotch and caressed his cock through his pants. She said a singular word and moved through the crowd. It took him a second to process what she said, and then Patrick began to follow Kelly.

Following several paces behind her, Patrick noticed Kelly moving with a purpose. She paid no attention to the men and women who shot her dirty looks as she bumped past them. She also paid no attention to the men and women whose hands groped Kelly's wonderful body.

When she reached the restroom area, Patrick saw Kelly open the first door and then look back at him before going inside. He did not even look to see whether he was going into a male or female restroom. For all he knew, they could have been unisex. Patrick simply opened the door that he had seen Kelly enter, and walked inside. He saw her standing there and his eyes moved over her. She was so incredibly hot. "This is an odd place for us to meet."