Counseling Show Stand In Pt 03

This story contains infidelity, if that's a trigger for you, you might not want to continue. Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction; all characters, companies, locales, and situations are wholly imaginary.

Recap: Mary and Stan were two frequently arguing coworkers who, through an unfortunate set of circumstances involving money troubles and Mary's husband's badly broken leg, found themselves on the TV show "Intimate Explorations."

They had just finished filming four rounds of the cable show that combined counseling and nudity to resolve conflicts. During the fourth round, they were edged repeatedly on the pretense that it would improve their communication skills. Now they were on break waiting to participate in the internet-only subscription follow-up show, "Intimate Explorations: In-Depth."

Stan spoke quietly, "This is surreal. Did you think that the two of us would ever be sitting naked on a couch in front of a live audience?"

"Not just naked, but horny!" Mary laughed. "Even weirder, this is the most relaxed I've been since the show started."

Mary asked, "Do you still want to go on?"

"If we can get another $10,000, why not? They said we could stop whenever we wanted. Besides blue balls, I'm enjoying this way more than I expected."

"Me too. I thought I'd be mortified, but I'm loving these feelings! Who knew? Maybe I am an exhibitionist, like the counselor suggested."

The two watched as the set was rearranged. Most of the stage was removed, leaving a small stage in the middle. The audience seating wrapped around the remaining stage. Stagehands rolled out a sturdy terry cloth-covered massage table, which appeared wider than usual. They realized that they would be the center of attention and that every part of them would be visible to the audience.

"Whoa," Stan exclaimed. "It looks more like a zoo exhibit than a stage. My nerves are picking up again. How about you?"

"Me too; I think we better have a couple more gummies. Even with my nerves, I'm still wet. Good grief."

Barb, the MC, approached the two guests and said, "We're just about to start. Do you have any last-minute questions? Are you ready to go?"

"Just to be sure, every step requires our consent? No more surprises like shaving our pubic hair?" Mary asked.

"Absolutely," Barb replied. "No more personal grooming or make-up. This goes on the internet on an age-screened private subscription show, so anything goes. That also means that what goes online won't have blurring or fancy camera work to hide Stan's hard-on or your wet pussy. But to answer your question, you can stop anytime with no penalty. Remember, you must complete six activities to earn the $10,000 appearance fee. So, are you ready?"

Mary looked at Stan, "I guess we are, let's see how much we can make before we quit."

"Excellent!" Barb said as she led them to the center of the stage.

"Welcome to Intimate Explorations: In-Depth! Let's welcome our business colleagues in conflict, Mary and Stan!" After the applause settled down, "In our first show, our counselors led Mary and Stan to explore their conflict and its origins. The show finished with a communication exercise which, as you can see, Mary and Stan greatly enjoyed." Barb explained as she gestured towards Stan's hard cock, and Mary's swollen and glistening pussy. "In 'In Depth,' we continue the communication exercises by focusing on communicating each other's wants and needs as well as non-verbal communication.

"We begin by offering cash rewards for completing exercises to which both Mary and Stan must consent. As the show continues, Mary or Stan can make their own requests to each other, for which they may also receive rewards. If they make a request that would have been mine, they will receive twice the value I would have offered."

"Let's begin. Stan, for $100, would you massage Mary's neck and upper back?"

"Yes."

"Mary, are you Ok with Stan massaging your neck and upper back?"

"Yes."

"Mary, please lay face down on the table."

After Mary settled her nude body onto the table, Barb offered, "It can be uncomfortable for well-endowed ladies like yourself to lay on your stomach, so our massage table has a breast recess. Let me lower it for you." Barb explained as she lowered a portion of the terry-cloth-covered table under Mary's D-cups.

Mary was able to lay flat, but Barb made sure the lowered section would still touch Mary's stiff, dark pink nipples. As Barb stepped away from the table, she gave Stan a warm bottle of massage oil.

The oil contained a cocktail of skin-sensitizing and arousal-inducing herbs and drugs. All afternoon, everything Stan and Mary ate, drank, or contacted had been similarly dosed without their knowledge. The effects of the microdosing were planned to peak during this show.

"Remember, this is all about communication; let each other know what you want and how you are doing!"

As he began working the oil gently into Mary's neck, Stan asked, "How's the pressure?"

"It's ok for the neck, but please use more pressure when you reach my shoulders. That's where I carry a lot of tension."

After a bit, Mary asked, "You're pretty good at this. Have you had lessons?"

"No, but I've been getting weekly massages for years, and I know what I like," Stan replied.

"Really, where do you go?"

"I've been seeing Vera at Hands of Grace."

"I was seeing Tom at Hands of Grace before our money troubles began. Something we have in common I didn't know before."

"That's a comfortable conversation," Barb interjected. "But you're supposed to be communicating your feelings. Stan, how does Mary feel?"

"Her back is quite muscular; I'm enjoying the massage; she feels warm and alive under my fingers."

"Stan's touch is wonderful," Mary sighed. "I thought I had finally relaxed, but he's working out even more tension. He has great fingers! As he works the muscle, I can feel every fiber it's connected to; it's great!"

"Ok, you've finished the first activity," Barb announced as Stan massaged his way to the bottom of Mary's shoulder blades. Stan, for $200, would you massage Mary's mid-back down to the top of her butt?"

"I'd love to."

"Mary, do you consent to Stan massaging to the top of your ass?"

"Yes."

Each time Stan applied pressure, Mary's nipples rubbed on the terrycloth, sending a current of excitement to Mary's loins. As Stan rubbed lower along her ribs, he rubbed the sides of her breasts; Mary enjoyed it too much to object to the inappropriate touch.

"Your touch is heavenly," Mary sighed.

"So is your body." As he approached the top of Mary's ass, Stan felt his blood surge into his cock. "I have to say, your ass is as nice as your tits; it makes it hard to concentrate!"

"You two are doing great. Let's switch positions, Mary; for $100, would you massage Stan's neck and upper back?"

"Yes."

"Stan, do you agree?"

"Yes."

As they awkwardly switched positions, Mary's hip bumped Stan's cock. This was their first contact since the show began, and they both jumped. Stan loved the feel of Mary's skin, and Mary thought, "Wow, what a heavy cock!"

"You'll notice the table has separate supports for each leg; that's because just like we wanted to accommodate Mary's boobs, we want to accommodate Stan's cock. It can hang down safely between his legs without being crushed under his body." Barb explained as her guests eased into position.

As Mary rubbed the oil into Stan's back, she commented, "Wow, those muscles feel great under my hands. They feel better than they looked, and they looked good."

His oiled body hair stimulated her fingers and palms. Mary's pussy lips swelled as she worked her way down Stan's back.

"You're doing great," Stan encouraged. "Feel free to use as much pressure as you'd like. I'm really enjoying your touch on my skin."

Barb asked, "Is it safe to assume that for $200, you both consent to Mary massaging down to the top of Stan's butt?"

"Yes!" they both sighed.

As Mary worked lower, Barb asked, "Mary, what do you think of Stan's butt?

"It looks hard and tight; it's a very nice tush. I'd love to squeeze it!"

"Ok with me," Stan offered.

Mary squeezed and cooed, "Oooh, that is a nice butt!"

"Congratulations! You just earned your first bonus award by asking Stan directly." Barb announced as the audience applauded. "That's another $200!"

"Mary, for $300, would you like to massage the backs of Stan's legs?"

"Absolutely!"

"Stan, is that ok with you?"

"Go for it!"

Mary began gently rubbing his feet. As she moved up to his calves, she became distracted by Stan's hard cock and large balls dangling below the table. Instead of a massage, she just rubbed his leg and stared. Secretions from her pussy began to dribble down her leg.

"You can use a lot more pressure on my legs."

Stan's request caused Mary to blush and begin working his legs in earnest.

"Mary, what are you thinking?" Barb asked.

"I got lost in the view of Stan's cock and balls; My mind was wandering into naughty thoughts. His legs are incredible; his muscles are so strong I need to use lots of pressure. It's very sexy."

"Mary's hands feel great! I can't say that working my calves turns me on, but I'm glad Mary likes it. "Whoops, I spoke too soon" Stan's turgid cock twitched as Mary began massaging his thighs.

Working the inside of his thighs, Mary lightly brushed his balls, and his cock suddenly stiffened even more.

"Oh my gosh, I'm sorry!" Mary gasped in both alarm and arousal. "Did I hurt you?"

"No, but you certainly excited me!"

"I can tell," Mary giggled.

"Ok, how about we give Stan a turn?" Barb interrupted. "Stan, for $300, would you massage the back of Mary's legs? Mary, do you consent?

"Yes," they both replied.

Stan began by deeply rubbing his thumbs along the bottoms of both of Mary's feet.

"Whoa," Mary exclaimed. "I felt that all the way into my pussy! I never had that happen before. That was intense."

"Stan, what are you thinking?" Barb asked.

"I'm just enjoying the feel of Mary's body in my hands. Her muscles are so responsive. Of course, I'm also enjoying the view; she's obviously dripping, and her slick, pink pussy lips are enticing. It's instant positive feedback."

As Stan worked her thighs, Mary's channel heated, and her wetness flowed down her slit to her protruding clit, where she felt each drop as it dripped off. When Stan moved his hands onto her inner thighs, her inner muscles began to clench.

"Oh, Stan, that feels so good!" she moaned.

Mary interrupted, "Excellent! You've completed your sixth activity and earned your $10,000 appearance fee!"

The audience's applause washed over them and carried them further into their lust. The sensual touches and their arousal filled their awareness, driving everything from their minds but their bodies' needs.

Not giving them time to think, Barb immediately asked, "Mary, for $400, would you massage the front of Stan's legs? Stan, is that OK with you?"

They both answered yes and switched positions.

As Mary massaged his legs, her full, round breasts swayed with each stroke; her stiff, dark-pink nipples hypnotically held Stan's eyes.

As she worked higher, Mary watched every twitch and bob of his purple cock. Barb stayed quiet, letting their arousal grow until Mary bumped Stan's balls as she massaged his inner thighs. A surge of precum erupted from his dick.

"Doesn't that look delicious? Don't you want to give it a lick?" Barb asked.

"Oh, I couldn't!" Mary blushed.

"Go right ahead!" Stan offered with a groan of frustration.

Without thinking, Mary grasped his dick to hold it steady and gave a slow lick up the bottom of its bulbous head to gather a big drop of precum. Licking her lips, she sighed, "Mmm."

The audience applauded wildly, filling Mary with pride for pleasing them. Her nipples throbbed from the applause; then, she blushed deeply at her very public reaction to the taste.

"Congratulations, Mary, you just received an audience award of $300, good work! Ok, Stan, it's your turn to do some work. Would you like to massage the front of Mary's legs for $400? Mary, does that sound good to you?

Stan moaned in frustration, "Yes, I guess it's only fair," as he rose from the table.

Instead of responding verbally, Mary leapt onto the table and laid back eagerly.

Stan began by deeply pressing his thumbs into Mary's soles and slowly rubbing toward her toes.

"Whoa, you did it again! It's like your thumbs are inside me! What else can you do?"

"You feel so good in my hands, I'll do whatever you'd like," Stan replied.

As Stan worked higher, Barb pointed out, "The table legs swivel outward for better access to the inside of her thighs," while releasing the lever that permitted the motion. Stan stepped between, spreading her legs. As he worked upward, her legs spread wider and wider. Soon, her dark pink, fleshy lips parted, connected by a thin line of sticky grool, and revealed her opening.

Mary's hand began sensually rubbing just above her slit while the other massaged a breast. She began to moan quietly. Her dripping pussy created a prominent wet spot on the terry cloth below her. When Stan's knuckles brushed her inflamed lower lips, Mary shuddered, and Stan watched as her pussy spasmed.

"God, Mary, your scent is intoxicating. Can I have a lick?" Stan asked pleadingly.

Mary, lost in her lust, moaned eagerly, "Yes, please!"

Stan leaned forward and began a slow lick from the very bottom of her wet hole. Both of Mary's hands flew to her breasts as she tweaked her nipples. When Stan's tongue reached the top of Mary's nether lips, his top lip curled around her clit while his tongue finished its journey, rubbing the clit against his lip.

"Oh my god! Do that again, deeper and harder!" Mary yelled.

Stan repeated his performance, and Mary suddenly shuddered into her first orgasm of the night. She briefly arched her back, her exposed opening pulsed before his eyes, and she made a loud "Ahh." Instead of satiating her need, the small orgasm only teased her; her grasping pussy wanted to be filled.

When she fell back onto the table with a deep sigh, the audience roared with approval.

"It certainly looks like Mary enjoyed that!" Barb observed. "Would you like more?" she asked the audience.

"Mary, Stan's been working hard. For $400, would you massage Stan's chest?

Overwhelmed by the audience's enthusiasm and her desire for more, Mary replied, "God, yes!"

The two naked guests switched places on the table.

"The table is wide enough for you to kneel above him. You could lean to massage on his pecs; you know he likes the pressure." Barb prompted as she swiveled a step stool out from under the table.

With her mind still foggy from her orgasm and the drugs accumulating in her system, Mary thought nothing of it until his body hair tickled her inner thighs. When settled into position on Stan's hard belly, her wet pussy dragged along his skin rubbing her sensitive bud and making it throb. Stan's hard dick twitched as it settled between her butt cheeks. Mary jumped at the contact before settling back to nestle his cock between her cheeks.

"That feels great!" Stan grinned.

Mary giggled, wiggled, and laughed, "It feels good to me, too!" Her senses were flooded with sensations from her pussy, her butt, and her sensitized skin. When she leaned forward and rose to press hard on Stan's pecs, Stan's cock slipped under her butt and up along her slick pussy lips.

Her hungry pussy made her demand, "I got to feel that thing inside me! Please!" Not giving Stan a chance to respond, she rose further and began to slowly lower her opening onto his eager cock.

"Mary, you feel so wonderful, so slick, so tight!" Stan moaned, encouraging her to continue.

Mary slowly lowered onto his shaft, trying to make the feeling last. As her clit came to rest on his belly and she felt his balls on her ass, Mary stopped moving and soaked in the feeling. "Your cock feels wonderful in there, I feel so full! Oh god, I've missed a cock," Mary sighed.

The audience roar seemed to vibrate Stan's cock within her. Mary began to rock back and forth, slowly driving herself to another orgasm. Mary grabbed Stan's hands and brought them to her breasts. "Squeeze them! Rub my nipples!" she ordered.

Stan enthusiastically grabbed her tits, mauling them as he stroked and pinched her sensitive nipples. Mary's vagina contracted on his cock. Words had left them; the studio was filled with the sounds of bodies slapping together, fluids squishing, and their grunts and moans of ecstasy.

Mary pumped faster. Stan began thrusting his hips, matching her pump for pump. After an afternoon of continuous arousal and edging, neither wanted to prolong their release.

Mary leaned forward so each thrust would rub her sensitive bud. When Stan pinched her nipples at the moment a thrust collided with her clit it pushed her over the edge, and she screamed, "I'm coming!" Her channel milked his prick. Her tight tube pulsing on his member triggered Stan. He pumped his seed deep into Mary. Each spurt of cum triggered another spasm of Mary's inner muscles, leading to a cascade of spasms and spurts that seemed to go on forever.

Finally, their convulsions slowed, and Mary lay forward onto Stan as they both breathed deeply and contentedly. As Stan's cock began to soften, Mary contentedly sighed, "That was intense!"

"You said it!" Stan agreed.

"Very well done! That's what I call non-verbal communication!" Barb announced. Mary and Stan surprisedly looked over at Barb, having forgotten her, the audience, and everything in the throes of their passion. They were further surprised that the gorgeous Latina had unwrapped and dropped her dress and was now, seemingly unconsciously, kneading her plump breast with one hand while the other slowly stroked her bare and glistening folds.

"What can I say? You two turned me on!" Barb explained, seeing their eyes widen at her display. "You were so hot; I've lost track of activities and audience rewards; we'll have to trust the techs to let us know at the end of the show, but I know you're doing great!"

Mary's eyes shot up as she felt Stan's softened, but still turgid, cock twitch inside her. "Are you getting hard again?" she asked with wonder.

"Hey, I felt you twitch too. You feel so good, and Barb looks so sexy rubbing herself."

"Don't stop on my account." Barb encouraged. "Oh yeah, we're supposed to be focused on communication. Ok, Stan, I think Mary liked this position. Do you have a favorite position?"

"My favorite is doggy style; women seem to like what my cock does to them, and I like the control."

"I like it too!" Mary chimed in.

"Well, that's settled then," Barb said, not allowing them to think about it. "Switch positions. We can remove the leg pieces entirely, and Mary can lean over the table. Yes, like that. Should we lower the table a bit?"

"Perfect!" Stan said as he eased his rock-hard cock into Mary's tempting target. He moved gently, concerned that Mary might be tender.

"No need to be so gentle. I'm super sensitive, but I'm more than ready for an encore!" Mary directed.

Needing no further encouragement, Stan grasped her hips and slowly guided his cock into Mary, savoring the feeling of her slick, tight core. His strokes started slowly and worked into a steady rhythm. Having cum once, they focused on making this time last, relishing the intense feelings.

Mary delighted in feeling the prominent ridge of his helmet as it moved through her channel, rubbing her G-spot on each thrust. At the peak of each thrust, her pussy gripped Stan's cock, trying to prolong the contact. Stan loved the feeling of Mary's nether lips grasping his cock as it withdrew, then welcoming it back into her depths.

The studio filled with the squishing sounds of Mary's wet pussy, the clapping sounds as Stan's balls slapped into Mary's clit, and the scents of sex. Each thrust elicited an erotic moan from Mary.