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E X C E R P T

CONFESSIONS OF A SEX THERAPIST
by Nyah Storm

Title Specifications:
ISBN-10: 0-9792500-2-1
ISBN-13: 978-0-9792500-2-6
Publication Date: March 15, 2007
Trade Paperback
Trim: 5.5 x 8.5
Qty/Case: TBD
Retail $12.95

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CHAPTER 1

 Infatuated with raw and kinky sex, Zola was Nikki’s oldest client, and heavily into voyeurism. Since 2000, Zola’s sessions consisted of her infatuation with sex and the game of making her lovers prove their sexual attraction and love for her. Control was the name of the game, and she was scheduled for therapy, once again, with Nikki.

Walking with an air of regality, Zola entered Nikki’s massive-sized office, moving with confidence and self-assurance. Her form fitting black pantsuit, perfectly hugged her hourglass figure. With a honey brown complexion warmly glowing, as if she took a bath inside of the sun, her hair tumbled carelessly down her back, as a few lazy tendrils softened her face. Butterfly lashes enhanced her gray eyes, reminiscent of glacial ice. Taken by her air of confidence, Nikki’s stare followed Zola as she took a seat on the cozy black leather chair facing her therapist.

Zola began the session by describing her newest sexual encounter, which was her sexual fetish for voyeurism. What’s interesting about her case is that she liked her lovers to have sex with each other; she enjoyed watching their facial expressions, relishing in their sounds of sinful screams. When Zola was engaged in some sort of sexual activity, she enjoyed the sex better knowing that there was someone watching her every move and listening to her every moan. Her driving force was being mercilessly fucked by her lover with an onlooker. She said it was more enjoyable with an audience; she could get her partner to do almost anything she wanted.

“I was giving my man head, while my best friend, Lexi, watched.”

Nikki’s eyebrows rose inquiringly. “Do you think it was a good idea, having your best friend watch?”

“Sure, I trust Lexi. Besides, she enjoyed it more than anyone,” Zola chuckled. “Would you like a play by play, Dr. Thompson, or would you prefer the short version?”

The smile in Nikki’s eyes contained a sensuous flame that Zola could see a mile a way.

Crossing her legs and resting her forearm on her knee, the beginning of a smile tipped the corners of Zola’s mouth. “Play by play is what I figured.”

With a slow, secret smile, Nikki prepared herself for The Life of Zola.

Clearing her throat, Zola looked around the room, taking note of the many artifacts and sculptures she’d seen several times over, before she spoke. “Well,” she sighed. “Like I said, I gave my man head while Lexi watched. It was Lexi’s first time doing anything like that, and with me. As I devoured my man’s dick, I could feel Lexi’s eyes burning a hole through me, adding to an already burning flame. Dr. Thompson, did you know you could have an orgasm just by sucking a dick?”

Nikki cracked a smile and remained quiet, her pen jotting notes across the Steno pad.

“I didn’t either until I experienced it. Anyway, I pushed up on my knees so I could give him leverage. I wanted him to drill his entire ten-inch pole down my throat. I wasn’t worried about vomiting because I knew what I was doing. I concentrated on making sure he felt the soft wetness of my full lips and not the scraping of my teeth. 

“Then, out of no where, Lexi got up and ran her fingers through my hair, pushing and pulling my head up and down forcing my throat to expand, controlling just how deep his dick would penetrate past my jaws and down into the base of my throat. She had total control over me, as though it really wasn’t her first time. Suddenly, she leaned in close to him, about an inch away from his parting lips as he repeatedly moaned my name. Damn that shit turned me on, I could feel my muscles contracting, needing something to grip around. Tracing the lining of his lips with her warm wet tongue, she squeezed my hair tighter, inflicting the most enjoyable pain.

“Sounds of Lexi tasting my man’s tongue made my pussy leak with excitement. Moans of ecstasy wafted throughout the room. Lexi’s nipples enjoyed the simple enticement of a warm safe haven away from their raw soreness, and his mouth was the perfect getaway tending to her throbbing pink nipples.” Zola paused, taking a deep breath, before describing the ever-changing whispers of pants and long sighs of anticipated penetration. “The more my boyfriend played with Lexi’s nipples the more Lexi’s fingers entangled in my hair. I just knew I was going to get a headache, but I didn’t.

“Before long, I was straddling his face, while my baby sucked my pussy and Lexi rode his dick. Watching her and hearing deep-throated moans escaping past her lips, as she called out his name, added to my multiple orgasms, making me reach out for her.” Zola shyly turned her head. “I kissed her and it was the most passionate kiss I’d ever had. Our tongues danced, she fondled me, and I fondled her. It was the best.”

 For the entire session, Nikki concentrated on Zola’s graphic details as she described the feelings she encountered while watching her boyfriend slide in and out of her best friend.

“It was intoxicating to feel the pleasure he was giving both of them. Oh, and the sweet smell of pussy in the air…I wanted to taste her, but I’m not ready for that yet,” summed up Zola’s attraction to watching sexual encounters between loved ones.

Nikki slowly and teasingly became moist as Zola described the different moans her boyfriend made while inside another woman. Flashes of erotic scenes filled Nikki’s consciousness, enticing a tickling sensation on the tip of her clit.

Smiling in contentment, Zola wouldn’t stop toying with Nikki, making seductive gestures like licking her glossy, mocha-colored lips and jutting out her perky breasts, as her chest heaved from self-gratification from hearing her own story. Seeing the lustful expressions creeping across Nikki’s face, gave Zola a touch of pleasurable joy. Sensing body heat exuding from Nikki sent several sensual tantalizing messages to Nikki’s body as Zola stared deep into her eyes.

 

 After the session with Zola, Nikki closed her office for an early lunch. She needed a break and, besides, she was too horny to focus on anyone else’s problems. Locking her office door to the outside world, gave her the quiet relaxation her mind and body desperately craved. Reclining in her chair, she scanned the notes from Zola’s latest session. Nikki was instantly aroused as her brain gave visual life to the words on the paper. Suddenly, she remembered the silver bullet she kept in the bottom left hand drawer for sensual emergencies like this one.

Opening her thighs, she raised her skirt and pulled her panties to the side, nestling the cold, silver vibrator snuggly between the lips of her fat pussy. As she reviewed Zola’s case file, with her bullet set on high, Nikki squeezed her thighs together and slightly tilted her hips up, positioning the stimulator on her clit. Chills shot through her, as she slowly worked her hips in a circular motion, fucking the now heated steel, her legs trembled and eyes rolled upward as her release was intensified and fulfilling. Smiling and mentally thanking Zola, this was the perfect way to relax before lunch, she thought as her eyes scanned the last line in Zola’s case notes.

       

 

 

 

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