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Step Mother Sex Therapist Pt 02

Step Mother Sex Therapist Pt 02

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Joanna arrived for our next session a little late. She was wearing a clingy white dress that gave her stunning tanned body a flattering silhouette. She sat on the sofa and crossed her shapely legs, letting one shoe dangle from her toes. Joanna projected a seductive aura, even to me, her therapist. I knew she was gauging her effect as we casually exchanged glances. I did my best to remain detached and professional but I couldn't deny Joanna's presence affected me like no other female client.

"So, picking up where we left off last time, I'm wondering, if you spoke with Earl?"

Joanna smiled. "Yes! We've been talking a lot, mostly in bed at night," she smoothed an imaginary wrinkle from her dress and scratched her inner thigh. "Jake and my relationship is Earl's new favorite topic. I can tell you, our sex life has never been better."

"Wonderful!" I said, "Sounds like opening yourself to Jake may be healthy for your whole family. Would you like to share what you and Earl talk about?"

"Well, before anything happens that we can't take back, I want to be sure this is something Earl wants on a deeper level than a fantasy."

"Of course," I agreed, "This is not something to take lightly. Men and women get turned on by all kinds of things during sex that would not be good for their relationship in reality. So how can you tell if Earl is ready for you and Jake to take the next step?"

"We've been having great sex all week. When I share the details of my nudist experiment with Jake, Earl gets very hard. He wants to know every detail -- how wet I was -- how I showed myself off -- what I felt when I was teasing Jake -- where Jake came on my body. Of course it turns me on to recall the details and I love getting my husband excited, but the key is how he feels after sex. After we make love, I ask Earl, how he really feels about Jake penetrating me, fucking me when he's gone, using me in our marriage bed."

It was obvious Joanna had been thinking about the possibilities, and Earl would have to accept the fact that his son would soon have unlimited access to Joanna.

"And what does Earl say about that?"

"He wants me to give myself to Jake for his birthday, next week. Full penetration."

"Oh my! What a gift!"

"Yes! We told Jake, so he knows we have Earl's blessing and I'm only crossing this bridge with his dad's full permission. Earl also suggested we build up to it for several days in advance. He asked Jake to share his fantasies and I agreed to act them out. Earl will be gone on business all this week, and each day I'll do something that Jake has fantasized about. Then on his birthday, he gets to have intercourse with me. Each night, I'll report to Earl on a Zoom call so he'll be included in our activities. Perhaps we can even film some things for him to see."

"This is a big step for all three of you," I said. "I know it's exciting, but do you have concerns?"

Joanna thought for a moment. "Yes, I do. What if I get too attached to Jake? Or if he gets possessive? The sex will be intense. You know it will. I get to have a live-in lover half my age. He gets a mature woman who will give him anything he wants. But what if Earl feels left out? When Earl's home, what if Jake gets jealous and doesn't want to share me? What if I...".

She broke off suddenly.

"Yes Joanna -- what if you... what?"

"Well I'm not going to get tired of them sharing my body. But what if I can't share myself equally? Earl's not getting any younger. What if my feelings get too strong?"

"Oh my," I sighed, "You're right. It is intense sharing yourself with two men. But it can work, if you all want it and you all love each other. It may help if Jake and Earl are willing to join in our therapy sessions when the need arises or you can all see me separately."

Joanna smiled. "That's a great idea! I'll mention it to them when the time is right."

"It's entirely up to you. Or I can recommend someone else. By the way, I've been meaning to ask, has this changed the way Jake acts towards Earl?"

"Yes! That's the big change, besides his attitude towards me. If this was behind Earl's back, Jake would be competing with Earl. It would be a disaster. But knowing that Earl approves of his relationship with me has changed Jake's attitude. He has really warmed up to his dad. I see him becoming more respectful and affectionate each day."

"It must feel good to know you've helped improve the family dynamic. Jake's happy, Earl's happy and I can see you're happy! Has Jake shared any of the things he wants you to do leading up to his birthday?"

"Yes he has. He printed some images out that turn him on."

Joanna opened her bag and pulled out a folder. She handed me some pictures.

The first was an erotic cartoon image of a very voluptuous woman in a sheer body stocking. Her huge breasts stretched the nylon and her hard nipples poked through. Her pale, shaved mound was visibly swollen and the crotch of the bodystocking looked darker than the rest of the stocking, like it was damp. A naked young man knelt between her thighs, with his face to her vulva. The woman was touching her clit and stroking the youth's hard cock with her stockinged feet.

"Mmmm," I said, "Are you going to do this for Jake?"

"You bet," Joanna breathed, "I can hardly wait. Want to see my outfit?"

"Yes of course," I answered. "Do you have it with you?"

"I bought a few of these," Joanna smiled, unwrapping a gauzy body stocking. She quickly removed her blouse, bra and skirt and folded them on a chair. I noticed she wasn't wearing panties. Then she slid into the body stocking, pulling the tight garment up over her thighs and her ass. She put her arms in the sleeves and smoothed the figure-hugging nylon over her breasts. Her nipples pushed through enticingly just like in the picture.

"Devastating!" I said. I paused, then said, "Should we act out what you want to do with Jake?"

I made a mental note that I was initiating sex with a client. This was unusual and somewhat irregular.

"Mmmm," she smiled, "I hadn't planned on that, but wearing this stocking has got me in the mood. Will you be Jake? I want him naked."

I undressed and knelt on the rug. Being naked with Joanna standing over me in her fetishy outfit was exciting. My nipples were hard and my clitoris was tingling.

"Your body is beautiful, Jake," Joanna said. "Do you like my outfit? Your cock is so big and hard so I'll take that as a yes." She stroked herself through the crotch of her stocking like the woman in the image. "Mmmm. My panty hose are damp Jake. "

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"You look amazing Mom," I said, playing Jake. "A thousand times better than the woman in the picture. May I smell you?"

"Please do, darling. I'm ready for you son."

I knelt between Joanna's legs and breathed her heavy scent. I was highly aroused. My pussy lips opened and my clit stood out.

I felt her fingers in my hair, gently guiding my face to her vulva. "Kiss it gently Jake" she whispered, "I don't want to cum for you too soon."

I pressed my lips to her pussy through the damp, nylon. I wanted to suck and lick her to orgasm but I restrained myself and kissed her clitoris lightly, teasing her.

"Oh Jake," Joanna moaned. "I can't wait to feel you inside me. Does my smell excite you darling?"

"I love your scent Mom, I want to breathe it all the time. Please make me cum with your pretty feet."

Joanna caressed my swollen clit with her foot. I shut my eyes and focused on my role. My clit was Jake's throbbing cock and my stepmother, naked under a transparent sheath, was caressing me with her toes. Keeping my eyes closed, I began thrusting against her, picturing Jake shooting jets of pearly cum on Joanna's feet. The sensation of her stockinged toes rubbing my clit were overpowering.

"Fuck," I gasped, "I'm cumming now! I'm cumming so hard!"

"Yes son," Joanna moaned, "Let it all out on Mommy's feet!"

I moaned as I came and came on Joanna's stockinged toes.

"Oh Joanna that was so good," I smiled, "Jake is a lucky young man. Now what about you?"

"Oh yes," Joanna said, "I'm on the edge. Lick my cunt you little whore!"

I kissed and licked her through the damp, fragrant nylon. Joanna slid her toes into my wet slit and fucked my puss with her pretty feet until we both climaxed together.

"Fuck my pussy Joanna! I'm cumming on your toes!" I cried as my juices soaked her foot.

Joanna collapsed on the sofa. After a moment, she sniffed her soaked stocking toes.

"You smell good," she smiled wickedly. "I think I'll wear this stocking home under my clothes and surprise Jake. When he cums on my feet I'll overnight it to Earl so he can enjoy it too."

"Yum!" i said, "Would you like to discuss what other fantasies Jake has?"

Joanna smiled. "Yes! There are two that I hope you might help us with."

She showed me some pictures.

Oh my!" i said, "I'd love to help with that, but to keep things professional, Jake should register as my client. I can do a preliminary interview with him, before we do those scenes. How is Monday at noon?"

On the day of Jake's appointment, I dressed to suit what I thought were his tastes. I wore a short skirt with a garter belt, black stockings, heels and a fitted white shirt with three buttons open to show some cleavage and my lacy bra.

Jake was punctual and I ushered him into my office. I'd forgotten he was so tall! I felt tiny next to his lean, muscular frame. He sat down comfortably on the vegan-leather sofa and calmly met my gaze. I was wearing glasses to accentuate my professional role and as a contrast to my slightly revealing outfit.

"It's nice to meet you Jake," I began, "You know I've been seeing Joanna as a therapist and she has spoken very highly of you. We thought it might be helpful for you to have someone to talk to as you transition into young adulthood. Nothing you share with me will ever leave this room. Does that sound like it might be helpful?"

Jake nodded. "Sure," he said. "I mean nothing is wrong right now. It's all good, you know?"

"That's good to know," I said, "life at home is smooth. You and your stepmom and your father are getting along well?"

"Yes," Jake blinked and crossed his legs as I mentioned Joanna. I made a mental note of his reaction. It was natural enough. He was carrying some big secrets about Joanna. I decided to be direct.

"What about sex?" I asked. "Are you sexually active?"

He blushed adorably and a sudden image crossed my mind of Jake using me as a sex surrogate. I made a mental note of this fantasy. I had become so involved in Joanna's seduction! Jake was already a presence in my unconscious because of the fantasies she had shared with me. I had even been brought to orgasm several times as Joanna and I explored those fantasies.

Now here was Jake, all six foot two of him, with his thick, dark wavy hair, sitting in my office and I was as nervous as a horny schoolgirl. To make matters worse I began to think I had chosen an inappropriate outfit, and now one of the metal suspender clips was twisted and digging painfully into my thigh.

"I'm sorry Jake," I said, "This stupid clip is hurting me. I have to adjust it."

I reached under my skirt and undid the twisted suspender, exposing my stocking tops, thighs and panties to him like a complete slut. He sat back a little on the sofa, obviously enjoying the view. I sighed with relief, fastened the clip back on my stocking and pulled down my skirt.

I'm sure I was blushing and Jake was also flushed. I could see a bulge in his jeans that I hadn't noticed before. Great! I had given Jake a boner with my slutty suspender adjustment. I had to get the session back on track -- or, I thought sarcastically, should I just strip and ask him to fuck me on the rug?

"I'm so sorry about my wardrobe malfunction Jake! Now I was asking if you're sexually active at this time?"

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He looked up and shook his head. "I don't have a girlfriend right now, if that's what you mean."

"Ok, there's no need to rush into relationships at your age, Jake. What about fantasies, masturbation, those types of things? You're a healthy young man. I'm sure you must need relief at times?"

Jake blushed again.

"Yeah, I guess I look at porn and stuff. You know, the usual things. Nothing weird."

"Thanks for being honest Jake. That's totally normal. My son looks at porn. So do I! What about fantasies? When you masturbate what kind of fantasies help you to reach climax? For example, girl on girl, big breasts, more than one partner, oral sex, older women, younger women, all of the above?"

Jake smiled. "You ask some crazy questions but yeah -- all of the above. And I definitely like older women more than girls my age."

"Ok, " I said, "That's not unusual. Can we say MILFS?"

"Exactly," Jake laughed.

"Any particular body type that you prefer? Slim and athletic? Petite? Big breasts? Small breasts? Legs? Feet? What attracts you in a woman?"

"Well," Jake said, "I do like petite women, with nice curves... like you. And I like how you dress, by the way, the stockings and glasses, kind of a sexy businesswoman look. But my ideal type is my stepmom Joanna. Big breasts, a great ass and luscious legs. That's my type, I ain't gonna lie."

He looked at me again. "But with a little of the petite curvy type thrown in."

Jake was looking at me with his dreamy hazel eyes as he said this. He was complimenting me! So he likes my body! He loves Joanna's body! The two of us together might be his ideal combination! That was the fantasy Joanna wanted me to act out -- she and I in making love while Jake watched. Then we'd finish with both of us giving him oral. Those were the images she had showed me, images Jake had chosen of two sexy cartoon women in stockings and heels licking each other and then putting their wet mouths on a young guy's hard cock. I was now anticipating performing these scenes for Jake. I couldn't concentrate.

I asked a few more questions and finally ended the session and showed Jake out. As I heard the outer door close, I sat at my desk and pulled up my skirt. I closed my eyes and saw Jake, his masculine presence and how petite and feminine he made me feel. I rolled down my panties and teased my swollen clit. I pictured Jake moving confidently across the room, picking me up in his arms as I weakly protested, pulling my panties off and fucking me in my glasses and stockings. I imagined sucking Joanna's clit while Jake stood over us and masturbated. I climaxed to a blur of images: Joanna and I naked, bending over the sofa while Jake fucked us turn about; Jake's cock between my breasts, in my slit, ejaculating on my ass; Joanna dripping in Jake's cum as I licked her nipples. I orgasmed to these fantasies. Then I drove home, still aroused, and took a long shower with my son. I soaped his cock until he was big and hard then I masturbated him to orgasm. I couldn't help closing my eyes for a moment and picturing Jake as Jazz. Then we dried ourselves quickly and fucked on Jazz's unmade bed. He must have masturbated earlier as I felt his fresh cum on the sheets. I rubbed it over my body and Jazz got very horny and fucked me until my whole body smelled of sex.

The next day I found a long email from Joanna on my computer. I knew I'd want to masturbate as I read it. I eased my panties down my thighs. In preparation, I fingered myself a little and smelled my pussy scent. Then I started reading:

Last night I called Jake and invited him up to my bedroom. He arrived a few minutes later and I ushered him in. I was still wearing what I had on when I left your office. I undressed slowly down to the body stocking and some pink fuck-me heels.

I asked Jake to undress and he was soon naked with his cock half erect. I asked him to sniff my pussy and he stroked himself until his cock was nice and hard. It didn't take long for him to get stiff as a post. Then I let him smell your juices on my stocking toes while I told him some of what we did in your office. He said to complement you on your sweet scent. I said he could smell more of you in a few days.

Now that I had met Jake up close, I could picture everything Joanna described vividly. I closed my eyes to conjure up the images more clearly. Then I closed my laptop and called Jazz into my office. I wanted to be taken roughly, something we don't normally do. I quickly devised a plan to get Jazz in a dominant mood.

"Take my panties off please Jazz," I said,

He knelt down and pulled the damp garment down my thighs and off my feet.

"Sniff them, darling," I encouraged him.

Jazz put the crotch to his nose and breathed deeply, "Mmm," he said, "I love your smell!"

"One of my female clients made me cum in those panties today. She has an incredible body -- big breasts, nipples out to here and a gorgeous ass and thighs. She used to be a stripper. Maybe you can meet her sometime. Would you like to fuck a woman like that?"

Jazz smiled like a horny puppy. "Oh yes," he said.

I slapped him across his grinning face hard, twice. He looked at me in shock.

"Wrong answer!" I growled, "I'm your one and only sex goddess." I slapped him again, harder.

"What the fuck?" Jazz exclaimed angrily, "I thought you said..."

"Fuck what I said! You don't get all ga ga for another woman you hear?" I slapped him again on his burning cheek.

Then I lowered my voice and said sweetly, "I know I made you mad and I'm sorry darling. Please pick me up with my little thighs spread over your strong forearms and fuck Mommy against the wall."

Jazz was in a rage. He lifted me easily in his arms and slammed me against the wall. Then he ripped down the zipper on his pants and pulled out his angry looking cock.

"Take your anger out in my pussy Jazz," I said. "I want you to dominate me!"

"Shut up," Jazz hissed, lowering me over his raging cock and slammed it deep inside me. Lucky I was very wet. He pounded me like he was tenderizing a steak. I could feel his hard pelvic bone bruise my tender lips. Then he roared in anger and ejaculated inside me in torrents. I didn't cum, but I felt incredibly owned and submissive.

"You're such a man Jazz," I whispered. "You gave me what I needed. I'm so sorry I slapped you, but that was so hot! You're my dominant Alpha! Please use me like that again soon."

He kissed me hard on the mouth and walked off, with a swagger. He was probably still not quite sure what had happened, but he knew he was the MAN. I sat at my desk, and reopened Joanna's email:

...I caressed my big breasts until my nipples were poking through the stocking. Jake held me against him, his hands on my big ass pulling my cheeks apart and grinding his hard cock against my slit. His cock was sticking straight up, so manly and hard! He pushed it hard against my pussy like he was trying to fuck me through the nylon barrier. I wanted him to tear open the stocking crotch and penetrate me, but I wanted to obey Earl. I had to save my pussy for Jake's birthday. Earl and I had planned it in detail. I'm going to give it to him tied in a big pink bow. Isn't that cute? Picture him opening his present!

Jake was holding my face up to his, sliding his tongue deep in my mouth as we kissed. I was panting and groaning. I pulled his face down to suck my nipples through the stocking. He was all over my tits with his sweet mouth. The nylon barrier separating him from my horny naked breasts just made it even hotter. Meanwhile his big banana was ploughing the groove between my lips and making runs in the nylon.

He put his hand on my pussy and gripped it like he was taking his possession. He shoved his middle finger, covered in the stocking up inside me, and finger-fucked me while I moaned. I came really hard with his finger in me. Then I let him slide down to his knees and suck my juice through the stocking while I caressed his cock with my stockinged toes. This was what he'd been waiting for! He lay back and I sat on a bench to give him a foot job with both feet. My bodystocking was all ripped and torn by this point and my toes were poking through. It made me feel sluttier as he thrust his cock between my ripped stockinged feet. I love having my clothes torn off by a hot guy, don't you?

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