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Genre: SMUT AF, maybe angst?, Romance Pairing: Taehyung x Reader Length: A lot Chapters: 3/? ( not counting the prologue) Summary: " If you win, then I'll stop flirting with you. But if I win, then I get to do whatever I want with you." A/N: Alright guys, time to get down to the serious stuff. I am determined to get over myself and finally write my first steamy/intimate scene and not cringe at myself for being such a freak. *squeals* Ah so nervous...so many sudden dirty thoughts... Prologue: http://www.vingle.net/posts/1674349?shsrc=ka Chapter 1: http://www.vingle.net/posts/1682500?shsrc=ka Chapter 2: http://www.vingle.net/posts/1711499?shsrc=ka PREVIOUSLY... " W-what do you think you're doing? Shouldn't you be fixing your problem?" " I had a little trouble with that. Mind helping me out, baby?" He smirked. " Fine." He choked. Omg he choked. " What the fu- are you serious?" He even stepped back a little in shock. " Wait, you're going to lose the bet, though." "Are you turning down my offer?" Y/N replied sweetly, twirling her hair innocently. " Hell no! I'm just- Are you okay with this? I thought you would hold up a little longer..." " You don't win unless I beg you and honey that's not happening tonight. You're going to be begging me tonight, baby. " Y/N said, biting her lip seductively. Taehyung whimpered at her words, biting his lip to keep from moaning as he watched her slowly walk closer to him. " Do you accept?" She teased. " Yes, Hell yes." Taehyung replied without hesitation. " Then get on your fucking back." Y/N said with sudden ferocity, harshly shoving Taehyung back onto the bed. He looked up at her with slight shock that was glazed over with lust as she began to crawl over him. " I wanna hear you say my name, baby." Fuck the 'DAYS' this is chapter 3 ( But for the record, it's still day one -_-) Y/N crawled slowly over Taehyung's body, gazing at him with a sultry look that had him swallowing hard and squirming with anticipation. She teasingly ran her fingertips along his thighs, gradually getting closer to his aching member. Taehyung panted, trying to keep from protesting in fear that she would stop and leave him again. " You seem to have a little problem going on, mind telling me where?" " You know where, just hurry up already!" Taehyung blurted, not able to take it much longer. " Well, someone's quite eager, today. I don't mean to correct you, but I didn't quite catch where you're having trouble, so I'll ask again." Y/N made sure to make eye contact with him before suddenly wrapping her fingers around his shaft. " Ah, Fuck!" He cried out at the sudden contact, arching his back from the bed in shock and pleasure. " I said, where do you want me?" Y/N growled, nipping hard at his jaw. " Ah...Fuck, Y/N." He hissed, fisting the sheets. " Please." " Please what?" Y/N snapped, tightening her grip on his cock. " Touch me." He breathed, throwing his head back onto the bed. " Like this?" Y/N slowly began moving her hand along his length, heavy moans falling from Taehyung's lips as she stroked him. " How do you want me to help you?" " Ah, suck me off. Ah." He panted. Y/N jerked her hand harder along his length, causing him to let out a surprised cry. " Ask nicely, baby." She warned. " P-Please, Y/N. Ah, Fuck." Satisfied, Y/N didn't hesitate to bring her lips onto his tip, teasingly kissing the top and smearing the precum over her lips. " Does that feel good, Baby?" She smirked against him, darting her tongue out to give a small kitty lick over the top. " Ah! Fuck yes!" Taehyung groaned, gripping onto the sheets tightly. She skillfully swirled her tongue over the head, causing Taehyung to throw his head back in pleasure. She looked up at him, making sure to make eye contact before sinking down onto him. " Fuck!" Taehyung cried out. Y/N began to lightly suck his sensitive skin, running her tongue along the sides of his dick. His hands soon wound their way into her hair, harshly pulling at the strands, causing Y/N to moan around his length at the feeling both of pain and pleasure. The vibrations from her moans sent an electrifying feeling through Taehyung's body and he let out a deep groan at the sensation. " Ah, fuck, Y/N. Don't stop." She slowly took him in about halfway before bobbing up and down, her teeth occasionally brushing against the sides of his cock and causing him to cry out each time in pleasure. Taking the rest of him in, she felt the tip hit the back of her throat and swallowed around his cock. " Ah fuck! Do that again, Y/N!" She swallowed again, moaning at the sounds Taehyung had began to make. When she felt he was just about close to coming, she pulled him out of her mouth with an audible Pop before crashing her lips against his in a fierce kiss so he could taste himself on her lips but he didn't really care, it was too hot to matter at the moment. Breaking the kiss, Y/N began to kiss her way down his body before planting one final kiss on his dick. " Come for me, Tae." Upon hearing his favorite nickname, Taehyung released himself with one final scream, covering Y/N in strings of his cum which she eagerly lapped up, wiping what she couldn't reach with her tongue, with a damp towel. Both of them were still panting hard from what just happened a few minutes ago, both of them sitting on the bed, Taehyung against the headboard and Y/N at the foot of the bed, just letting everything settle in. Neither of them dared to speak, the awkward silence getting more uncomfortable with every passing second. Y/N had been shifting uncomfortably for the past few minutes and Taehyung was about to ask her if she was okay until he noticed why she looked uncomfortable. " Um...Y/N? Do you need a little help over there?" Taehyung stifled a laugh, gesturing to the way she clenched her thighs together in attempt to ease her arousal. " N-No! That won't be necessary..." Her voice quivered as she clenched her thighs together tighter to try to hide the obvious puddle pooling between her legs. " It's no problem, babe. You helped me, so it's only fair if I return the favor, right?" He smirked, slowly crawling towards her. Her eyes widened in alarm and she instinctively began to back away. " No, no. It's fine, you don't need to-" Backing up too far, Y/N tangled herself in her sheets and went tumbling onto the ground, Taehyung taking the opportunity to slide off the bed and place himself over her body, trapping her between the floor. " Nonsense," He smirked, his fingers teasingly toying with the hem of her panties. Y/N swallowed thickly, her breathing quickening and she avoided any eye contact. " I insist." A/N: Oh my gawd, I just threw away every last piece of whatever innocence I had left for this chapter. I've written some intimate writing before, but I've never gone all the way like I just did. I never knew how awkward it felt to write the words 'cock' or 'dick' more than once. I feel so dirty right now and I don't know how to feel about it. Well, I'll get over it soon and work on writing more smuts and becoming more impure mwahahaha Ask to be tagged or untagged and sorry if I missed anybody or spelled anything wrong, just let me know and I'll fix it : @NyKeaKing @ShinoYuki @katyng52 @AlexisCortez @twistedPuppy @lovelikematoi @firstladyofaomg @resavalencia @sarahdarwish @RKA916 @Juliag13 @KeraDelatorre  @JessicaEvaristo @Anna5221 @EmilyCayetano @Animezkpopgirl @loljan17 @KarenGuerra93 @twistedlove @mrsjeon  @AshleiRyals  @MelissaGarza @Nini75 @IsisMayaVelasco @elainarenea @ParkKyungSoon @catchyacrayon @taetaebaozi @TaraJenner @chisom756 @SindyHernandez @tiffany1922 @vipgirl5
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I'm also on the tag list but didn't get a notification of being tag on the card and I saw that the chapter was up because I'm following the collection
@SindyHernandez @KeraDelatorre hm...that's weird, I don't think I did anything but hopefully it's just a glitch or something. 😕
don't worry about since I'm following the collection I'll get the notification about the chapter update 😀😀
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Why can't he get an erection?

he finds me unnatractive? Okay, so I could see and feel that he was hard while we were kissing, but once we got our clothes off he was no longer hard. I went down on him and he got hard again and stayed that way throughout sex. We had sex again about half an hour later and he was not hard then either. After I sucked on him a bit he was hard again. We are in our 30's.

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    And he was able to have intercourse, so he _can_ maintain an erection.

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  • Sounds like things are not as steamy as you'd like, but from the sound of it, this guy seems normal. The key, or so I understand, is to avoid ejaculation. this is an ancient sex practice that works, and actually allows men to have multiple orgasms. I can attest that it works, however, the orgasms come very close together and become increasingly difficult to hold back, without a really trained PC muscle. you have to let the arousal level drop a bit.anyway its a bit complicated to explain here, but it is indeed possible and highly recommendable, as the more ejaculations a man has- in his thirties, the more difficult it is to maintain an erection of any quality. In other words the average guy should not attempt more than three ejaculations per week. Also ginseng and maca are recommendable aphrodesiacs that can help with uber ejaculation issues. But yeah, that last guys made a little bit of sense in his comments, as rude as it sounded.

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  • usually it takes me at least 30 minutes to get hard again after the first round,this is,I think normal for most men,unless he takes viagra.I wouldn't worry about it,he must not think your too unactractive,or he wouldn't have had sex with you at all.Like I said it just takes time,sometimes between sessions,maybe 30 min.,to an hour atleast. Remember your not 18 anymore.

    By the way,I'm in my 40's,and its been this way for me all my life.

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  • ok hmm

    alright, maybe its cause your ugly, I don't know. no one will know, you know why?

    cause 1. you talk about "him" like we knew him. what the hell is he? ur bf? husband? random dude? 2. maybe you are ugly. 3. you finished with your little question by saying "After I sucked on him a bit he was hard again" . ok at the end the dude got his little dick up, what's the problem?

    and there ain't no doctors here either

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    • I'm not ugly...and the guy has said multiple times he thinks I am beautiful....and obviously he wants to sleep with me and is still interested in doing it again...LOL Yes, he is my long distance boyfriend. There is no problem...I was fine with the way things went and basically great sex, just curious about why he would have trouble getting it up.

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Velvet Roses Ch. 02

"How funny."

"Not at six a.m., it isn't."

She laughed.

"So you think I could come over some time and check out that sculpture?" He asked.

"I think that could be arranged."

"Is right now too soon?"

She gave herself a moment to think before answering. "No, I guess not."

"You sure? Because if you're too busy, I can always drop by another time."

"I'm not that busy. Just come by, and we'll hang out for a bit."

"Cool. Let me just grab a pen so I can write down the address."

She heard some movement on his end of the connection, then once he came back onto the line, she provided him with directions on how to get to her studio. After saying their goodbyes, she hung up the phone, feeling a little buzz of excitement as she eagerly awaited his arrival.

"So, what do you think?" Eager to hear his opinion of her creation, Jeneda glanced at Dane, trying to read his expression.

He stared silently at the monumental face sculpture for a bit longer before saying, "It's interesting. A bit eerie, yet peaceful. I like it. He cocked his head to the left, then asked, "What's your reasoning behind tilting it like that?"

"To make people think. Plus, I've always been drawn to things that are off balance."

He averted his attention from the sculpture for a moment to offer her an inquisitive look.

A faint smile curved his lips. "Interesting." Then he looked back the art piece.

"So how long does it take you to finish a project of this magnitude?"

"Depends on the amount of detail involved. But this one in particular took me three weeks."

"That's a considerable amount of time. You must have excellent patience." He clasped his hands behind his back, then walked closer so he could check out the detail up close. "Is this a commissioned piece?"

"Who's the client?"

"San Francisco Symphony."

He glanced over his shoulder at her, then said, "Impressive."

She humbly smiled. "I sure hope they like it."

"Of course they will, It's amazing."

"You really think so?"

"Yes, I do. I mean look at it." Holding his hands out in front of him, he gestured towards the art piece.

It wasn't that she was in doubt of her talent, because she knew she was skilled, but whenever Jeneda finished a new sculpture, she always felt slightly anxious. After pouring all of her energy and devotion into creating such a large piece of public art, it was naturally her hope that it would be received with positive feedback. The sound of Dane's voice broke Jeneda out of her thoughts.

"Have you picked out a name for it yet?"

"Actually, I haven't. But now that you bring it up, I guess I should get busy on that." With a thoughtful look on her face, she stared at it. Then after a few moments had passed, a title for the sculpture suddenly popped into her head. "Off-kilter."

"Hmm," he said thoughtfully, a slight smile playing at his lips. "I used that word to describe the two of us, didn't I?"

"Yep. I think it perfectly fits the sculpture."

"It does."

Suddenly realizing that she hadn't offered him any refreshment, she averted her attention from the statue, then said, "I'm sorry, I didn't even offer you anything to drink. Are you thirsty?"

"Yeah, I could go for something."

She walked over to the mini fridge which was located in the corner of the room, then squatted down and opened the door. "I've got soda and water."

"I'll take a bottle of water."

She retrieved two from the fridge, and after handing him one, she twisted the cap off her own bottle and took a sip. Jeneda watched as he sauntered casually around the room, taking in his surroundings with an almost wondrous look on his face.

"It's very white in here," he said.

Realizing that he was referring to the hueless walls of her art studio, she offered a response. "That's how I like it. I prefer sculpting in an open, airy space."

Dane nodded in response, then said, "It's nice, I like it."

His attention was then captured by a sculpture that was sitting on a small table located a few feet from where he was standing. Upon reaching it, he studied it closely.

Standing twelve inches high, the sculpture was a bust of a man, and was created entirely from jigsaw puzzle pieces. Yet instead of the interlocking pieces being made from cardboard, they were formed from clay. While some of the pieces locked perfectly together, most were uneven and crooked, giving the piece of art a somewhat strange look.

Dane stared at it in silence, gazing with such intensity that it almost appeared as if he were in a trance. Then finally, he spoke.

"This is quite unusual. Did you have somebody pose for this, or did it come strictly from your imagination?"

"My brother posed for it."

"Interesting. The pieces not fitting together...is that meant to illustrate his imperfections?"

"I guess that's one way of putting it. What I was really hoping to depict was his altered mental state."

"Altered in what way?" Curiosity was evident in his voice.

"He's brain damaged."

"Oh." At a loss for words, Dane stood awkwardly next to her. "I'm sorry to hear that."

"Yeah, well..."

Now it was her turn to be rendered speechless, as thinking or taking about her brother's tragic situation inevitably made her emotional. She could tell that he wanted to inquire more about it, but perhaps noticing the sad look in her eyes, along with the way she'd suddenly clammed up, resulted in him staying quiet.

Eager to change the subject, Jeneda said, "I read Gonzo City last night."

"Oh yeah? How'd you like it?"

"I thought it was really good. Cool storyline, fantastic illustrations, expertly drawn sex scenes...overall it was a very enjoyable experience."

A smirk crossed his lips. "So you liked the sex scenes, huh?"

"I liked *all* of the scenes. Not just the sexual ones."

"But you made a point of mentioning the erotic ones."

"I was just trying to be funny. It's not like I fixated on them, or anything."

"Uh-huh, sure you didn't. I bet those pages are dog eared for later enjoyment."

She playfully hit him on the shoulder with her water bottle. "You're such a perv."

"You're right, I am," he said with a little smile.

They shared a long, deep gaze, allowing their eyes to convey what their lips didn't. So mesmerized by his slim, sharp features and dark, hooded eyes, she became lost in a daze.

Then suddenly, without her even realizing it, he closed the space between them. Placing a palm to her cheek, he tenderly caressed it.

"I'm ridiculously attracted to you. You know that, right?"

"Are you?"

"You know I am."

And she did. She could feel the heat radiating from his body, mingling with her own. Then there was the sensation of his fingers against her lips, languidly tracing the curve of them.

Her belly fluttered in response, and as he leaned down closer towards her, Jeneda felt a warm glow surge through her body. Unconsciously she tilted her chin upward, anticipating his kiss.

Dane's lips met hers gently, breath ghosting against her lips. His hot tongue slid into her mouth, and as her own wet appendage bumped against his, she swore she felt a sensation that was akin to an electric current.

Gripping her by the waist, he pulled her flush against his body. She wrapped her arms around his neck, then languidly threaded her fingers into his wavy locks. His hair felt just as luscious and soft as she'd imagined, and as their kiss deepened, his hold on her waist tightened even further.

He broke the oral embrace to grace her neck with passionate kisses, and as he lightly nipped at her flesh, she uttered a heady moan. The feel of his mouth against her skin was intoxicating, and as his denim covered erection pressed against her own nether regions, a slight moan escaped her lips.

"Dane." Her breath came out as barely a whisper, fingers continuing to rake through his thick, dark hair.

By the time he pulled his lips away from her neck they were both breathing heavily. Cupping her face in his palms, he stared into her eyes, allowing them to shift from her nose to lips, then cheekbones before once again gazing into her orbs.

The way he intently studied her made her wonder what he was thinking, and as the silence stretched on, the sexual tension between them heightened.

"Hang out with me tonight," he said.

"And do what?"

"I was thinking we could take a stroll on Baker Beach. Unless there's something else you'd rather do."

"No, I like your idea. Let's do that."

"Cool. I'll swing by and pick you up around seven."

"Sounds good."

Clasping hands, they walked to the door, and upon reaching it, he pulled her in for another kiss. His lips felt warm and soft against hers, gentle yet firm. The kiss ended far too soon for her liking, but the anticipation of what was to come later that evening caused her body to tingle with excitement.

He tucked a lock of hair behind her ear, then said, "I'll give you a call before I leave and get the directions to your place."

"Okay. Talk to you then."

He turned and walked out the door, and after closing it behind him she made her way toward the statue, a slight smile creasing her lips.

Baker Beach was a half mile stretch of sand located below the rugged cliffs of the Presidio, which was positioned just southwest of Sea Cliff, an affluent neighborhood.

To the northeast of the sandy area was a captivating view of the Golden Gate Bridge, and although Jeneda had visited the stunning beach before, she never failed to appreciate the breathtaking views that it offered.

Contentedly full from a dinner of fish and chips, Jeneda and Dane strolled along the smooth sand. Bundled up in warm coats, they walked hand in hand, gazing at the gorgeous view in front of them.

As was customary for San Francisco during most of the year, the weather was quite nippy and windy. And although a mist hung heavy in the air, the couple's enjoyment of the present moment wasn't diminished at all. Preferring to enjoy the stroll in silence, they spoke no words, allowing the stillness surrounding them to only be broken by the crash of waves.

Staring in admiration at the Golden Gate Bridge, Jeneda found herself moved by just how beautiful it was. The lights along the iconic structure were lit up and seemed to twinkle from a distance, and to gaze at such a spectacular span made her realize how fortunate she was to reside in a city with such an amazing history.

The sheer size of the suspension bridge was nothing short of impressive, and although a layer of fog partially obscured her view, she didn't mind. In fact, it only added to the magical aura.

Having walked the length of the beach, they came to a stop, and as he looped an arm around her waist, she cuddled up against him. Having been single for so long, it felt good be held by a man again, and although their bodies were separated by layers of garments, she felt a familiar heat begin to stir in her belly.

The level of her horniness surprised even herself, yet realizing that It'd been seven long months since her last sexual encounter, she realized that it really wasn't all that surprising.

Adjusting to a sexless existence after four years of a committed relationship was no easy feat, especially for someone like her, who possessed a high libido.

She guessed that Dane had picked up on the energy she was transmitting, because she felt him shift his body, positioning himself so that they stood hip to hip. She looked up at him, and no sooner had their eyes locked, did he claim her lips with a slow, sensual kiss.

Savoring the sensation of his warm, wet mouth, she emitted a little moan, matching the provocative movements of his tongue. It didn't take long before they were lost in each other, and as the kiss became deeper, she arched her back, pressing herself more firmly against his body. After a lengthy kiss, their lips finally parted and he spoke a few words.

"You taste like pineapple."

"Do I?"

He nodded, then slipped his fingers through her hair. "What do I taste like?"

"Apples, and something else I couldn't quite identify."

He chuckled. "I guess we're both a bit fruity, then."

Her lips pulled into a crooked smile. "Yeah, I guess we are."

Glancing in the direction of the Golden Gate Bridge, Dane offered it a languid stare. Jeneda gazed at it as well, and couldn't help noticing how the lights from the bridge reflected on the surface of the water, causing it to shimmer.

"Beautiful, Isn't it?" She asked.

"Sure is. First time I've ever come out here with anyone else."

"Same here."

He looked at her, then said, "Looks like It's a first for the both of us." Then he added, "Only one of many, I hope."

She smiled. Well we had our first kiss today, and that went well, so I think we're off to a pretty good start."

"I'd have to agree with you on that." He gave a brief pause, then said, "I wonder what our next first will be?"

"I don't know. Guess we'll just have to wait and see."

"Anticipation....It's a wonderful feeling, Isn't it?"

"It certainly is."

A biting gust of wind sent a shiver through Jeneda's body, and taking note of her discomfort, Dane enveloped her in his arms, holding her tightly against him. "Cold?"

She nodded, then sniffed. "A bit."

He zipped her coat further up so that the collar fully protected her neck. "How about we get you some hot chocolate?"

"Yeah, that sounds good."

He slipped his hand into hers, then they set off in the direction of the parking lot.

Located in the center of North Beach, Café Trieste was an Italian coffeehouse with a charming, cozy atmosphere. Set up in the 1950's by an Italian immigrant family, the tiny establishment was the oldest coffeehouse in San Francisco.

Black and white photographs of famous patrons, ranging from famous Beat poets, writers and opera singers adorned the walls, and an old jukebox which played Italian folk music was tucked into one of the corners. Even at half past ten on a Thursday evening, the atmosphere was nice and lively, and unlike corporate run coffee shops, Café Trieste had a welcoming, old school feel.

Seated at a table which had a colorful mosaic pattern, Jeneda and Dane were cradling large mugs of hot chocolate, every so often stealing flirtatiously glances over the rims of their cups.

Although enjoyable and incredibly romantic, their stroll along Baker Beach had been accompanied by blustery winds, and as a result, had left Jeneda seeking some way to warm her body back up. The rich, creamy beverage she was currently enjoying really hit the spot, and after taking another sip of the chocolaty liquid, she set her mug down.

"So, I was wondering about your last name," she said.

"Trenton. What kind of a name is that?"

"A made up one. My real last name is Leventhal."

"Why'd you change it?"

"Well for one reason, I figured that having a pen name would help me to maintain some sort of privacy. Plus, I just thought that Trenton had a catchier sound to it."

"I like Leventhal. I think it sounds nice."

"So do I. But it doesn't exactly conjure up an image of a hip graphic novelist, does it?"

"There's a requirement for graphic novelists to be hip? I thought the whole point of that fandom was to embrace your geekdom."

He lightly smiled. "It is. But still, a memorable name is good to have in this business."

"I guess you're right about that."

"What's your last name?"

"And what kind of a name is that?"

A look of amusement crossed her face as she realized that he was parroting her earlier question. "I'm not sure. I never really thought to look it up."

"I like it. It sounds very musical. Plus it reminds me of the Lark bird."

"I like those birds. They have very pretty chirps."

"They certainly do."

They simultaneously rose their mugs to their lips, all the while maintaining steady eye contact. After setting her mug back down, Jeneda spoke.

"So judging by your name, I'm guessing you're Jewish."

"I am," he affirmatively said. "But Judaism isn't an ethnicity, It's a religion."

"I'm aware of that. But still, there are people who take it on as an identity."

"Well, yeah. But I just don't see the point of focusing on labels."

She lightly shrugged. "No big deal. I was just curious."

Although he'd made a perfectly valid point, she couldn't help feeling a bit annoyed at his somewhat pretentious nature, and as a result, was promptly reminded of her first encounter with him at the University.

Even then, he'd come off as a bit of a smart ass, and now that this side of him had once against made an appearance, she realized that it was just one of his personality quirks. Yet still, she couldn't help feeling a little annoyed.

Turning her attention back to the present moment, she saw that he was gazing thoughtfully at her, and she began to wonder just what was on his mind. She took one sip of her hot cocoa, then two, before posing a question.

"What's your ethnicity?"

His lips tilted into a crooked smile as he said, "Take a guess."

"Well clearly I already know that you're Jewish, but I'm guessing you're also part Asian."

"My dad is Japanese."

"Oh, interesting."

"Is it?"

"I think so."

He lightly chuckled. "Tell me about your parents. What are they like?"

"My mom is a real estate agent and lives in Key West with her second husband. And my dad is a truck driver. Besides seeing them on Christmas, I don't have much contact with them at all."

"Sorry to hear that."

She gave a little shrug. "It is what it is, I don't let it get me down."

Silence passed between them during which they both sipped their hot beverages. Then Dane spoke again.

"The first time we met, what was your opinion of me?"

Surprised by his question, she stared at him. How coincidental that he would ask such a thing, especially since she'd just been recalling the first time they'd come into contact with one another.

"Well, to be truthful, I thought you were pretentious."

A stunned look crossed his face. "Really...and how did you come to that conclusion?"

"You corrected my use of the term, "comic book." And then you made some smart comment about differentiating between comics and graphic novels."

"Oh, that. I was just having a little fun with you, seeing how you would respond. I wasn't trying to be a jerk, or anything."

"It's no big deal. It was just kinda annoying at the time."

"Yet here we are, so I'm guessing I must be incredibly irresistible."

Although she knew he was saying it in a joking kind of way, it caused her to take on a thoughtful expression. "Well you have got this certain quality about you."

"What kind of a quality?"

"You're kind of mysterious. And you have this allure..." Her voice drifted off as she thought of a word she could use to further explain what she meant.

"An allure..I like the sound of that." He paused to take a bite of his biscotti, then said, "As far as being mysterious, I'm not quite sure just how true that is, because I live a pretty basic life."

"I find that hard to believe," she flirtatiously said.

"It's true. Aside from working on my graphic novels, and interacting with fans at comic cons, I really don't do anything extraordinarily exciting. I'm a borderline hermit."

This brought a smile to her lips. "When I think of a hermit, you wouldn't be the first person that came to mind."

"Who would?"

She shrugged. "I dunno. Just not someone who looks like you."

"I'll take that as a compliment."

They settled into a comfortable silence, and after finishing the remainder of their hot chocolate, they left the coffeehouse and headed back to his car. When they got to Jeneda's apartment, Dane walked her to the front entrance, and after unlocking the door, Jeneda turned to face him.

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Doctor Von Scouries: Case #1 Katherine

by scouries

Copyright© 2010 by scouries

Erotica Sex Story: A sexually confused but beautiful young lawyer seek help from Dr. Von Scouries. Why can't she refuse the advances of big cocked men? Can Andy cure this young woman? And how will his secretary Gaby involve herself in the cure? Sex on the analysts couch? Panties left for waiters as tips? Incest!

Caution: This Erotica Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/Fa Consensual Rape Heterosexual True Story Incest Brother Sister Size Doctor/Nurse .

One of my second cousins, Andy Von Scouries, a psychiatrist, is the hero of the following tale (they still use the Von in their branch of the family). When Andy and his sister were down visiting in Florida last winter they told me about some of his most interesting cases. He was hoping I'd write some of them up for him so he also left me a copy of his case notes and some of the video of the various sessions to ensure accuracy. Next time I'm up visiting him he's promised to let me sit in on one of his cases. Which should be interesting! ENJOY!

Session #1

"You're going to like this one Andy," my secretary Gabrielle said with a saucy laugh as she dropped a slim folder onto the desk in front of me and then came around the desk and stood next to me.

"Am I Miss G?" I asked as I flipped open the file with my left hand while moving my right hand onto the plaid miniskirt that hardly covered her still teenaged bum.

"Uh huh," she giggled.

"How come?" I asked idly as I read the notes on the page. The fingers of my right hand slipped under the hem of her skirt and onto her silken skin.

"She's young ... beautiful ... smart ... sexy ... successful ... a redhead, " Gaby answered as she ticked off the reasons on her fingers. I slipped my hand inside her panties and then under until a finger found her moist slit.

"Why's she here then?" I asked as I slid my finger deep inside her.

"Andeeee!" she groaned softly, then added, "her G.P., your pal Doctor Farley, recommended you again."

"Good old Mandy," I said as my mind momentarily flicked to an image of my old med school classmate who was now in general practice in the city and who was quite happy to refer her crazy patients to me.

"That's the third one she's sent us this year, I don't think she knows there are any other psychiatrists in town," Gabrielle added. She was starting to urgently buck her pelvis against my hand.

"I used to help her with her studies when we were back in med school. I'll have to give her a very big Christmas present," I said as thoughts of my student days intruded.

"Hah! Studying! The only thing you two were studying was each others anatomy," my nineteen year old secretary scoffed. "And may I remind you boss, Doctor Farley is now a married woman. You're not allowed to give her any more of your beeeeg gifts doctor," Gabrielle instructed as she ran her palm slowly down and across my crotch.

"Sit on the desk," I ordered as I pulled my finger out of her and moved my chair so that I could position her between my legs.

"Like this?" she asked as she hopped up so her perfectly formed rear end was perched on the edge of my desk and her legs were splayed wide open.

"That'll do fine Miss G.," I agreed as I placed my hands under her skirt and grasped the top of the polka dotted silk boy shorts she was wearing as panties that day. I quickly slipped them down her legs and then brought them to my face.

"You and your panty fetish," she chastened as her fingers found my zipper, "I think you're the one who needs the doctor."

"Do you?" I asked as I stood, my rampant, blood filled cock straining upward through my now open zipper. Gaby's panties were around my head. The trimmed triangle of her blond, almost white, pubic pelt pointed to the spot my cockhead urgently probed for.

Then I pushed the bulblike end of my throbbing penis between her vaginal lips.

"Ohhhhhhhh Andy," she groaned as my thrusting lance punched deep inside her. And as I fucked my nineteen year old secretary I didn't give one thought to the red haired patient who was sitting patiently in my waiting room. Nor could my new patient hear the lusty screams that were soon echoing around my office — an office that had been carefully soundproofed by my grandfather some fifty years earlier.

Her back was lying on the cool, smooth polished wood of my desktop, and her legs were resting on my shoulders while her bum was arching upward off the desk, writhing in the throes of her teenage orgasm, when the first thick, warm stream of my cum splattered angrily into the deepest recess of her womb.

"Little blond slut," I accused as my sperm continued to spit inside her.

"Sicko pervert," she spat back with a laugh as she tightened her legs around my head.

"Hussy! You always get so wet and excited when I get a new patient don't you?"

Ten minutes later my secretary led Katherine Erin O'Malley through my office door and introduced me to my new patient. Gaby hadn't lied! The red haired beauty that stood in front of me was simply stunning. Tall and lithe, the thousand dollar, perfectly tailored business suit she was wearing couldn't hide her womanly curves.

"Katherine with a K," my new patient advised in her first words to me while offering me her hand.

"An Irish beauty worthy of the Hills of Tara and the Kings who roamed there, '" I intoned as I took her hand and raised it to my lips.

"Hardly," she said with raised eyebrows as she reclaimed her hand. Her white, almost translucent skin had no defense against the blush that had spread into her cheeks.

"And from what I understand the up and coming young legal superstar of our fair cities number one law firm," I added as I directed her to a seat in front of my desk and nodded to Gaby, letting her know she was dismissed. The little hussy actually had the temerity to stick out her tongue at me as she backed out the door. Fortunately my new patient missed our little interplay. I then took my place behind my desk. A pen and pad were the only items that marred its smooth surface but I couldn't help but notice the smell of my secretary's sex that still lingered in the air.

"I'm just a hundred hour a week gopher for the partners," Katherine O'Malley answered but I could see she was pleased at my description and the fact that I'd clearly done some research on her in preparation of our meeting. I watched as her eyes traveled around the office slowly, clearly registering every detail. I even noticed when her nose rose just a titch as she inhaled the unexpected odor.

"It's beautiful ... the house I mean ... everything," she said as she indicated her surroundings. "How'd you ever find it let alone afford it?"

"Good genes," I answered solemnly.

"Good genes? I don't--"

"I inherited it," I said as I interrupted her. "Granddad," I added as I saw the question in her eye.

"You own the whole thing, I thought there were other offices or something," she started, the wonder clear in her voice.

"My great grandfather had it built for him in 1911," I supplied. "He was a doctor, so was my grandfather."

"A family of psychiatrists?"

"No," I said with a chuckle, "they were both gynecologists. They worked here downstairs and lived on the top floors."

"Gaaawd, you live here too?"

"All my life," I nodded. I was used to the endless questions about my house. Now designated a protected 'Historical House' by the State's Heritage Commission, it was one of the last great city mansions still standing in the small residential quarter that sat between the University district and the downtown skyscrapers.

For five minutes she peppered me with questions about the house — I let her, I knew she was nervous and wasn't quite ready to spill her guts.

"Well, maybe we should start," I finally said, then lifted my pen from the desk and sat with an expectant look on my face. My patient, nonplussed for just a moment, put her hands in her lap and lowered her eyes. But then almost immediately raised them again and looked up into mine.

"I've been feeling strange ... no, different..., " she started tentatively, clearly unsure of herself. I recognized immediately that this reticence wasn't in Katherine's nature.

"I'm physically well," she added quickly as I started to write on my pad. "Doctor Farley gave me a clean bill of health. I've always been athletic," she added.

"You're a swimmer I'll bet," I said with a touch of admiration in my voice.

"How'd you know? Did Doctor Farley tell you?"

"Just a guess," I answered as I wrote another few words on my pad. I could see her curiosity as she tried to read my scrawl upside down.

"Oh. Anyway, as I was saying, it isn't anything--"

"Could I interrupt you for just one second Miss O'Malley?" I asked, a more formal doctoral tone suddenly in my voice.

"Yes ... of course Doctor, I'm sorry I was just --"

"I wonder if before we got too much into your story you could do me a favor?"

"Of course doctor," my pretty redhead eagerly agreed as she leaned forward in her chair. I could see she was in no particular rush to tell me why she was visiting a psychiatrist.

"Could you take off your clothes for me Miss O'Malley?" I asked softly. Before the true impact of my words hit her I saw her fingers involuntarily dart to the top button of her jacket.

She'd actually undone the button before she realized what I'd asked. "What? Why?" Not answering I decided to wait her out. "Doctor Farley's given me a complete physical examination ... just two weeks ago. That's what I was just saying."

"So you'd prefer not to disrobe?" I asked as I quickly wrote a few more lines on my pad.

"I'd just like to understand why," the young lawyer said as she fidgeted in her seat. "What did you write?" she asked, unable to hide her curiosity.

"It's not that important for now," I said but in a tone that that conveyed just the opposite. "Feel free to leave your clothes on Katherine," I offered in a friendly tone as I wrote a few more cryptic words on my page and then underlined them twice.

"I didn't think ... I mean ... I thought you'd just have me lie on a couch or something. Like in the movies," she stammered as she indicated the analyst's couch I had off to the right of my desk. "That you'd ask me about my dreams and stuff," the clearly flustered lawyer added.

"Every psychiatrist operates differently," I explained softly, then jotted another quick note on my pad and then flipped over the page.

"If you want me to I will," Katherine offered as she moved forward on her chair. "You're the doctor."

"I don't want you uncomfortable on your first visit Miss O'Malley," I answered as I shifted back to formality. "We'll do something else instead."

"I don't mind, I really don't, really Doctor Von Scouries ... it's just..." I watched her as her voice trailed off in confusion but again I noticed how quickly this extremely bright lawyer recovered. "Was this some kind of psychiatric test? Is that it?" she asked, her sharp mind having decided on the reason for my request.

"We're not in school Miss O'Malley," I chided gently. "We're not giving out gold stars for getting the answers right." I knew as I talked with a one hundred percent certainty that this ambitious girl in front of me had striven all her life to get every gold star she could.

"I'll do it. I want to," Katherine almost shouted as she sprang from her seat.

"NO!" I instructed as she slipped the jacket down her arms. Her breasts were high and pointed under the white silk blouse she'd exposed. I stood up and walked over to her as she stood undecided, the jacket hanging forlornly from her hand.

"Come over here Katherine," I invited as I led her towards the full length mirror that hung on the side wall. "Smile," I instructed once I had her directly facing her image.

"Your biggest, friendliest, happiest smile," I instructed.

"What do you mean," she asked, her face torn in confusion. I simply waited until she broke into a grimacing smile and asked, "Like this?"

"No Miss O'Malley," I said, then turned and walked back to my desk. I sat and started to write.

"It's not that easy," I heard and looked up to see an angry patient facing me.

"Could you tell me a joke then Katherine," I asked.

"A joke? What kind of joke?" my now clearly befuddled patient asked.

"Maybe a lawyer joke," I offered tentatively, then added, "I'm sure you must know one of those."

"That's not funny ... if you want me to strip just tell me. You want me to don't you?" my patient demanded as she dropped her jacket on my desk and started to undo the buttons on her blouse. It soon was dropped on top of her jacket. As Miss O'Malley unerringly undid the buttons and zipper on her skirt her angry eyes never left mine.

"I don't suppose you have a hanger," she asked when she'd rid herself of the skirt. I shook my head no.

"It's a beautifully made garment," I said as I ran my fingers over her jacket. "Paris? Haut couture?" I asked admiringly.

"No, its prêt-a-porter. From Bloomingdales. It's a Donna Karen. My underwear too?" she then asked.

"Whatever you're comfortable with Miss O'Malley."

Her bra, part of a matching lace set in lilac, quickly joined the pile on my desk. She had a pair of those high, proud, firm conical breasts that invariably come capped with pink, puffy nipples. And they were just the right size — big enough to fill your hand and big enough so that they jiggled delightfully when she bent to lower her lace trimmed panties. But with no trace of sag!

Her sex, once she'd bared it for me, was covered by a perfect triangle of wispy and curly red hairs that hardly concealed the flowery petals of the lips that advertised her femaleness.

"You don't shave?" I asked after I'd slowly inspected her.

"No," she answered as one of her palms, unbidden by her, slipped down to cover her groin.

"Please sit Katherine," I offered. I then started to write on my pad.

"Should I stay naked?" she asked tentatively as she hovered over the seat.

"Please. If that's alright with you." I could see it wasn't alright with her but she sat anyway, finally crossing her legs after trying a couple of positions. I waited for her to begin.

"I'm not that sick," she finally started. I let her stumble on for a few sentences before I interrupted.

"Before we get too far into your story Miss O'Malley I think maybe it'd be best for me to describe my methods and how I plan to cure you."

"You don't even know what's wrong with me yet," she responded, a touch of lawyerly anger and impatience now having crept into her voice.

"Do you want to be cured Katherine?"

"Well yes ... of course, why do you think I'm here, especially at these prices, it's just that--"

"Do you know Katherine that many of my colleagues never cure their patients? Don't even try."

"They don't?" There's both surprise and interest in her voice now. "Why not?" It was almost a demand.

"Oh they say they're trying but the truth is they hate it when a patient leaves them. They fall in love with their patients."

"They do? All of them? Sexually? But--"

"No not sexually. Although of course some do."

"That would be unethical behavior, actionable in court," my lawyer patient announced.

"Yes it would," I agreed. "But that's not the real reason they never cure anyone. It's because they regard a patient's mental well being as a lifelong job for themselves."

"And you people aren't cheap," my patient, who just happened to be a member of a true bloodsucking, fee charging profession, claimed indignantly. I thought it best not to bring up lawyers fees in response; instead I simply waited for her to continue.

"And you're different?" she finally ventured.

"Seventeen weeks Miss O'Malley."

"Seventeen weeks what?" the clearly confused girl asked.

"I cure all my patients in seventeen weeks."

"All of them?"

"So far," I answered as I tapped the wood surface of my desk for luck.

"But what if they're really, really, really sick?"

"I cure them all Katherine," I insisted.

"Do you make all your patients disrobe for you doctor?" There was a touch of irritation back in Katherine's voice as she spoke.

"Even the men?" she probed.

"I only accept female patients Miss O'Malley."

"Whaaaat? Why?"

"I'm a specialist," I answered. I could see the thoughts and questions swirling behind her eyes. "Men and women have completely different psychiatric problems."

"You're a criminal lawyer Katherine, I'm sure you wouldn't try to advise me on real estate law would you?"

"Of course not."

"Well then why would I try to cure a man? Actually, I specialize even further Miss O'Malley."

"You do?"

"Yes ma'am," I said with a smile, "I only treat healthy, beautiful, young women. Between eighteen and thirty only. Period."

"That's crazy! They're probably the people who need the least help."

"Exactly," I said as I beamed at her in approval, then bent and wrote a few more words on my pad. Then looking back over at her I added, "I think we're making some wonderful progress Katherine."

"You don't even know what's wrong with me," she complained but I could see she was reassured by my words.

"We'll have you right as rain soon. By the way, that's one of the main reasons I had you disrobe. Just to make sure you are as advertised without clothes."

"You mean you couldn't tell if I was pretty enough when I was dressed? If I met your standards?"

I chuckled, then answered, "I have a colleague who treated a beautiful young woman for three years before he found out she was a man."

"Three years?"

"So you see Katherine, in one fell swoop I made sure I didn't waste three years of your valuable time and thousands and thousands of dollars of your money. And all it took was two minutes of your time."

"That's crazy," my patient accused.

"I'm not the one seeing a psychiatrist Katherine," I answered with a wide smile.

"You think I'm crazy?"

"Don't worry Katherine, I'll cure you," I promised.

"In seventeen weeks right?" she asked wryly.

"And week ones time is now almost up," I answered as I made a point of checking my watch.

"Already? We didn't make much progress."

"Patience my dear."

"I should get dressed?" I nodded, then sat back in my chair and watched my patient as she dressed. There was no shyness in her actions as she pulled her panties up her legs, no turning away from me as she lifted the bra from the desk and covered the nipples that were arching erect up from the puffiness of her pink aureoles. In fact there was a strutting pride in her as she displayed herself to me. I could smell her excitement.

Finally, dressed, she said, "So that's it?"

"For this week," I agreed and watched as she turned towards the door. "But before you leave, I wonder if I could ask you one more small favor Miss O'Malley?"

"Of course Doctor," she agreed, happy I think that her first session was over but also that I'd given her a definite time frame for her cure. Somehow, even though she'd sat naked in front of me for nearly fifty minutes, I knew she'd found it easier than she'd expected.

"You may find it a strange request," I warned.

There was a smile on her face when she answered, "Why aren't I surprised Doctor?" In just one session I'd relaxed her!

"It is part of your cure," I promised, but then added, "mostly anyway."

"Mostly? Well, what is it Doctor?"

"I was wondering if you'd leave me your panties."

"What! The ones I'm wearing? Why?" she asked. Immediately I could see her mind go into high gear. I simply waited. That was the beauty of having intelligent patients — they always wanted to figure out everything themselves and in doing so opened themselves up to the probing doctor's eyes. "I have an important meeting in thirty minutes ... with some of the senior partners," she said stalling. I said nothing. "Alright, alright, I'll do it. I know these are more of these psychiatric tests aren't they? To see how I react. I'm right aren't I?" she asked as she quickly lifted the skirt of her suit and then slipped the lace trimmed panties from her loins and handed them to me.

"When was the last time you didn't wear any panties at work Katherine?" I probed.

"What? Never I --"

"I'd like you to go to your meeting this afternoon as you are now Katherine. Pantyless. Then next week you can tell me how it felt."

"It's always about sex with you psychiatrists isn't it? I was afraid it would come to this. That's not really my problem you know," she instructed.

"Could you please try it for me? Just once," I asked knowing that sex was the central issue here.

She finally nodded her head yes and turned towards the door.

"Katherine?" I said just as she was about to disappear through the door.

"It's also for me."

"What is?" Confusion spread across her face.

"Can I tell you a secret?" I asked as she stepped back towards me.

"Yes ... of course," she answered eagerly.

"I have a panty fetish."

"A what?" But then she broke into a smile. "You're just trying to test my responses again aren't you? I think I'm starting to understand you doctor," she said, then swept out of the office with a happy smile on her face. I'd definitely earned my five hundred bucks that hour!

"You're disgusting," I heard accused from my doorway two minutes later. I was back sitting at my desk writing up my notes on Katherine's first session. My patient's panties were around my neck.

"I'm the Doctor Miss G, you're simply the pretty receptionist."

"Hah! You had a hard-on almost the whole time that little slut was in here."

"Miss O'Malley is a respected member of the bar my dear."

"She couldn't wait get her clothes off though could she? To show you her red tush," Gabrielle accused as she slowly lifted the hem of her short skirt. "I know where she'd like someone to shove their big member of the bar." My secretary was pantyless!

"Did you get it all on camera?" I asked as I stood.

"Of course I did."

"And what other appointments do I have this afternoon?" I asked as I undid my belt.

"None doctor," Gabrielle answered as her skirt slipped down her legs and pooled on the floor.

"Bend over the desk," I ordered.

"Are you going to be a big, bad doggie today Doctor?" she asked as she bent over so that her arms were splayed out to the side and her full, firm teenage breasts were squashed against the polished mahogany surface of my desk. "OUCH!" she complained after I'd brought my palm down in a hard slap on the round left cheek of her bum. But even as she complained she spread her feet wider, opening herself for the coming assault.

"Pig," she accused as I penetrated her.

"Pretty little bitch!" I answered as my cock split her.

My name is Andrew William Von Scouries III, Andy for short. I happen to be a highly sexed, twenty-nine year old psychiatrist who, along with my baby sister, was raised by my grandfather after my parents had died when I was eleven. My grandfather, a gynecologist, and a womanizer of the first order, recognized the strength of my sexual drive very early on. And encouraged it!

It was he who made sure I had a complete understanding of the female body. In fact he allowed me to observe some of his medical examinations through a one way mirror when I was still in high school. And it was he who directed me towards psychiatry when I'd first expressed an interest in following him into gynecology.

"But I want to be a gynecologist grandpa," I'd complained.

"If you can get into their minds you'll be able to get into their pants Andy," my sixty-seven year old grandfather had advised his eighteen year old grandson. And he'd been right!

My grandfather had also happened to own one of the largest and most comprehensive collections of women's undergarments in the world. Which I'd inherited when he'd died. I had come by my panty fetish honestly!

He'd also collected all manner of sexual toys and contraptions...

Session #2

"Should I take off my clothes today doctor?"

"No, that won't be necessary this week Miss O'Malley," I answered as I looked up at my patient. For just a second a look of disappointment flashed through her eyes.

"Will I be on the special couch today?" It was clear she wanted to.

"I save that for more advanced sessions Katherine," I said softly. I watched as her eyes came to rest on the panties I'd folded carefully and left on the corner of my desk. She immediately recognized them as the ones she'd left the week before.

"Do you really have a panty fetish?" she asked as she sat. I knew without seeing them that the underwear she had on today was her very best ... and sexiest.

"I saw you in court this week," I said as I ignored her question.

"No you didn't," she said with a certainty and speed that threw me momentarily. When she saw my questioning glance she hurried on. "I know every single person who's in any courtroom I'm working," she said with utter confidence.

"You do? Even the spectators? But how? Why?"

"I'm on stage Doctor. I'm performing."

"But surely only for the Judge ... the Jury," I interjected.

"That's what some of my colleagues say Doctor but it's not true. You have to sell yourself to every member of the audience."

"I see, but you know Katherine I was there," I still maintained after she'd finished her explanation.

For seconds she sat silently, eyes closed. I could almost see the film that she was replaying in her mind. Suddenly her eyes snapped open. "The old man ... bearded ... on Tuesday afternoon ... the Wilson Company case, I wondered what he was doing there. He didn't fit. It was you," she accused.

"You have a remarkable memory Miss O'Malley, a remarkable eye for details," I complimented; stunned she'd been able to go back in her mind and find me. I'd sat in the back of one of her courtrooms for two hours simply watching her perform, trying to get an idea of who she was. She'd been masterful.

"Hah, I didn't even recognize you." I could see she was silently chiding herself for missing me.

"You put on an extraordinary performance that day Miss O'Malley," I complimented. "You could be an actress, an Oscar winner," I added.

"I acted in high school, in College," my new patient conceded, a hint of pride in her voice.

"You dominated the courtroom. Your opponent, the jury, even the judge." And as I'd watched her that day I'd come to recognize the duality that had finally driven her to me.

"You have to be strong Doctor," Katherine answered but as she talked in her confident way she spread her legs, clearly an unconscious movement, but also one that signaled her weakness.

"So tell me about the meeting Miss O'Malley," I invited.

"The meeting?" I didn't respond as I printed MEETING in capital letters on my pad. I knew she knew which meeting. "You mean after I left here last week?" she finally tried. I nodded yes.

"About my being pantyless?" She asked. I nodded again. "It was just a normal meeting," she said nonchalantly. I smiled disbelievingly as I scrawled a few words on my pad.

"Okay, maybe it wasn't completely normal," she conceded, an uneasy grin on her lips.

"Did you have an orgasm during the meeting Katherine?" I interjected.

"Of course not," my suddenly blushing patient protested.

"You didn't have an urge to lift your dress and show yourself to the partners?"

"Are you crazy? That's perverted. We're lawyers. Professionals. We were discussing the strategy for an upcoming multi million dollar corporate trial."

"When was the last time you had an orgasm Katherine," I asked as I held my pen poised above the pad.

"An orgasm?" she finally asked. I waited. "With a man?" the now beet red face of my patient asked.

"I'm not interested in who was the agent of it my dear, just when it occurred."

"Sex isn't my problem doctor. That's not why I'm here. I was afraid you'd only be interested in that ... in my dreams ... you psychiatrists," she accused. Again I simply waited her out.

"Last week ... maybe ten days ago ... I masturbated," the lovely redhead finally admitted.

"Are you a heterosexual Miss O'Malley?"

"Yes, of course I am!" she answered quickly, almost shouting.

"And when was the last time you had penile/vaginal intercourse Katherine?" My pen was writing furiously now. My patient's eyes darted back and forth from my face to the pad on the desk.

"Three weeks ago ... no, maybe a month," she finally admitted.

"You don't remember? Did you have an orgasm?"

She was silent for second after second. I waited, pen poised. "Yes. More than one, that's not my problem," she finally blurted out.

"You orgasm easily?" I probed.

"Yes," she whispered back.

"Every time?"

"Why haven't you had sex for a month then?"

"I'm busy. At work. We often have to work late night after night. It's not that easy to meet men with the hours I'm working." The complaint was clear.

"What about the partners? Your colleagues at work?"

"I'd never ... they can't know-"

"Can't know what?" I asked.

"That I'm weak, that I need ... that a strong man can--," my patient said softly before letting her voice trail off.

"That a strong man can what?" I demanded.

"Make me do things--" a blushing Katherine whispered.

I didn't ask her what things that day. I knew we'd get into some of those things in the coming weeks. Instead I checked my watch, nodding to her to indicate our time was nearly up.

"I want you to sleep with a man this weekend Katherine," I said as I stood up.

"What? Who? I can't."

"You're a beautiful, sexy, desirable woman. How tough can it be?"

"A student, yes, I think a young student. From the University," I instructed.

"A student?"

"Pick up a student ... a big cocked student ... have him take you home, have him fuck you, fuck you hard. Then we can talk about the things he made you do next week."

"That's sick."

"Is it?" I asked as I stared deep into her beautiful green eyes. "It's part of your cure. Will you do it?" I asked as she started to turn towards the door.

For second after second she simply looked at me without answering. I waited. "I'll try," she said softly as she turned to go.

"One second please Katherine."

"Yes Doctor?" she said without turning, the doorknob in her hand.

"Did you wear special underwear for me today Katherine?"

"What?" she asked as she turned back to look at me. I knew she had so I just waited. "No, just my normal," she finally offered.

"Show me."

"My panties?" She asked. I nodded yes in answer. For seconds she watched me before lowering her fingers to the hem of her skirt and slowly raising it.

"They're beautiful," I said reverentially when she'd completely revealed them.

"Do you want them too?"

"I'll trade you," I offered as I reached for the panties she'd left me the week before.

"You don't want to keep those?" she asked as I placed last weeks panties in her hand. "They're damp ... wet," my patient said as she fingered the soft lace.

"Are they?" I asked as I brought the panties she'd just taken off up to my nose.

"Yes, and they smell, smell of--"

"Put them on Katherine."

"Yes Doctor," the young red haired beauty answered, then pulled the semen stained panties up her legs.

"Wear them back to work Katherine."

"They're sticky," she said but I noted there was excitement in her eyes, not a complaint.

"You can be both a strong woman and a submissive one Miss O'Malley," I said as I escorted her to the door.

"It's hard Doctor," she whispered back as she slipped away.

"She's so sick," my secretary said two minutes later as she stood in front of my desk, her hand resting on her hip. I was writing up my case notes.

"She's a wonderful girl. In fact I almost asked her to get on her knees and suck me," I answered as I looked up.

"You did not."

"But then I decided to let you do it," I said unzipping as I stood up.

"Do you think I'll put that ugly thing in my mouth," Gaby asked, then licked her lips.

"Get on your knees," I ordered as I put my hand on the top of her head.

"You're always so big after you've seen her," Gaby accused as she reached out and captured my cock.

Session #3

"I think we'll use the couch today Katherine," I said as my patient entered the room.

"We will?" I could see the interest, even excitement on her face.

"If that's all right with you?"

"Yes ... yes, I'd like to Doctor. I've always wanted to ... I mean ... Should I disrobe?" I saw her eyes dart to the folded panties on the desk.

"Only if you're worried about your suit. Yes, maybe it'd be better if you took it off."

"My underwear too?" she asked after she'd stripped down to her bra and panties.

"No, why not leave them on for now Katherine," I answered as I led her to the couch in an alcove to the right of my desk. Then added appreciatively, "they're beautiful, very sexy."

"You like them?" she asked as she first sat, then lay back on my couch. "They're French ... from Jean Paul Gaultier."

Her undergarments, a French hiphugger cut and made of silk, had a dainty flutter ruffle. "Expensive?" I asked, already knowing they were.

"So-so," she answered as her hands went to the waistband of her panties.

"You're wearing perfume today. And lipstick. Your hair, you prettied yourself for me, thank you," I encouraged.

She blushed as she denied she'd done anything different today but we both knew she was lying.

"You look lovely. Have the people at work noticed?"

"I've done nothing different," she continued to deny. I decided to change the subject.

"Did you have sex this week Katherine?"

"Uh huh," she answered shyly.

"A man?" She nodded as her fingers continued to fiddle at the ruffled waistband of her silk underwear. "Did he make you come?" She nodded again. "How'd you meet him?"

"Like you suggested doctor, he was a student ... I met him in a bar, the one--"

"Did he have a big penis?" I asked, interrupting her.

"A what?" she whispered, but then she nodded yes. "Somehow he knew, he knew right away doctor ... just by looking at me. They always do."

"He knew what Katherine?"

"That he could fuck me. That I was weak ... a slut ... that he could do anything he wanted with me." As she talked she slipped her hand inside her panties.

"Did you enjoy it? Did you enjoy his big cock?" I demanded. I watched as her fingers moved under the thin cloth.

"Yes," she whispered.

"Did you come?"

"Yes Doctor ... more than once ... he made me do things ... dirty things." Her moving hand and fingers had forced her panties down her thighs and she was completely exposed to me as she finger fucked herself.

"Did you like doing them?"

"Yes," she groaned as her hips started to writhe.

"Did you put his penis in your mouth Katherine?"

"It was big Doctor, so big. But he didn't care. He held my head as he forced it between my lips." Then she stopped talking as her orgasm started to tremor through her body. It was a good two minutes before she pulled the dripping finger from between her legs. The smell of her sex was thick in the air.

"I'm a slut aren't I Doctor?" she finally asked.

"You're a beautiful, intelligent, highly sexed but completely normal woman Katherine."

"I am?"

"Now get dressed, our time is almost up," I said. I didn't try to hide the desire I felt for her from my voice. I watched as her eyes drifted down to the large bulge in my pants.

"Should I leave you my panties?"

"Please," I answered as I took the panties from her fingers. I ran them up her moist slit and then pushed them under my belt and down onto my cock.

"I can't come next week Doctor," the young lawyer said as she stood up. Her eyes were still zeroed in on my groin.

"You can't?" I asked.

"I won't be able to get away. A big case ... a very big case."

"What about at night," I offered.

"We'll be working late every night. It's important."

"You have to eat. Next Wednesday, I'll pick you up at seven. We'll have dinner and we'll talk."

"I can't."

"We have to cure you Katherine. I'll see you Wednesday," I promised.

"Put on Katherine's panties," I ordered as soon as Gaby entered the room.

"Yuck, they're dirty, they smell," my secretary said dismissively as she held them out at arms length.

"Hurry," I ordered as I lowered my zipper.

"She's not as sexy as I am," she answered as she pulled the soiled panties up her legs.

Session #4

It was just after seven p.m. on the following Wednesday evening when I walked into the lobby of the twenty-fourth floor offices of our cities largest law firm.

"She can't be disturbed, they're in conference," a snotty receptionist informed me when I asked for Miss O'Malley. I was tempted to bend the snobby upper-class bitch over her desk and teach her a little politeness.

"I have a date with her young lady," I announced as I continued past her desk.

"You can't go in there," was squealed in response but I was already fifteen feet down the hall.

There were eleven people arranged around a conference table when I finally found the room they were using — ten perfectly coiffed men in expensive pin striped suits and all sporting colorful two hundred dollar silk ties - and Katherine. They all looked up in surprise when I burst into the room.

"Ready honey?" I asked before any of them could challenge me.

"We're pretty busy Andrew," she answered as ten sets of eyes flashed from me to her. It was the first time she'd used my given name.

"You have to eat sweetie," I said as I let my eyes roam around the room. "Doesn't she gentlemen?" I asked as I reached out my hand.

"Well--" the oldest and the man who I assumed was the senior man there started. The rest of them were sitting with stunned looks on their faces.

"I'll have her back in an hour and a half," I promised and had my patient out through the door before another word of protest could be voiced.

"Oh my gawd, you're crazy," Katherine said as I led her towards the bank of elevators. I knew she was happy.

"It's you who's seeing the psychiatrist," I said as we entered the elevator.

"They'll think you're my boyfriend."

"So? Is there something wrong with me? They must know you're a woman who attracts men."

"They think I'm the Ice Queen," she admitted ruefully.

"That's because you wanted them to," I accused as the elevator doors shut behind me. "But now that you're using make-up and doing your hair differently--"

"I am not," she denied.

"Liar. Now give me your panties."

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the eiffel towerのようなどんな単語でも探してください。
for a person to put out their fat.
gayleys top is too short, she thinks she's cool becasue she can put out.
dean goulderによって 2005年12月23日(金)
When a female dispenses her sexual favors she is said to "put out".
Joe is going to dump his girl friend because she won't "put out" for him.

If a gal doesn't "put out" by the third date, I dump her.

To punish her husband for cheating on her, Gina started "putting out" to all his friends.
RobbieJorによって 2005年02月09日(水)
1) Verb To place or relocate an object or focus of attention to another premise or domain of situation.
2) verb, colloquialism; sex To voluntarily defer to another's sexual desires to please one's own (e.g., allowing another freedom for anal/oral sex, etc)
1) "I'm going to put the cat out."
2) "We came here 'cuz we heard some blonde chick was puttin' out, yo!"
Alhadisによって 2004年03月22日(月)
to engage in sexual acts but is not necessarily intercourse
It took her three dates but she finally put out. She gave me a blowjob and I got to feel her up.
timによって 2005年02月12日(土)
when a chick gives you a bj or has sex with you to fulfill your sexual needs as a man!!! or visa versa.
boyfriend: "come on baby put out for me pleeease?"
girlfriend: "mmmmm ok! :D"

guy 1: "yeah dude she put out allll night! we were at it until school the next morning!"
guy 2: O.O "oh snap!"

VPHによって 2006年08月20日(日)
to be a whore and fuck anyone willing
tony puts out ;)
Amber, duh.によって 2004年02月28日(土)
To give yourself up freely to get some ass.
I put out last night.
CBによって 2003年02月03日(月)
to go all out to "get" someone
injunによって 2003年08月14日(木)


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No Sweet Fairy

When deciding which wand to get for my first one, I picked the Mini based on the pretty colors and smaller size. I ended up with a clit numbing, buzzy wand that brought me to the first terrible orgasm of my life. Yes, you can have a terrible orgasm. The Mini taught me that. It even broke the skin on my clit and I didn't even notice it because it had numbed me so much. The buzzy vibrations of this were just too much for me to deal with.
Pretty colors
Small size
Strong vibration
Very buzzy vibration
Rating by reviewer:
extremely useful review

The Fairy Mini is a wand vibrator in a somewhat smaller size than a traditional wand vibrator. Wand vibrators are used for external stimulation and should not be inserted internally either vaginally or anally. If you want to insert this, you can buy attachments for it. The attachment can then be inserted. The wand itself should not be.

The Fairy Mini is alternative to the Hitachi and original Fairy. In contrast to these bulkier massager style vibrators, the Mini is a more petite sized wand. While still not the smallest toy in the chest, it does shrink in comparison to other wands.

The Fairy Mini can be used for partner or solo play, though I tend to find wands are better for solo use. Even in the smaller size, the bulk and attachment to a wall doesn't seem to lend itself to use during sex or foreplay. The noise it emits also seems to distract from the moment. That being said, the Fairy Mini is much more usable than the Hitachi or original Fairy for use in these situations.

Material / Texture

The Fairy Mini is made of plastic which puts it at an 8 on the safety scale. There are a few different finishes on the Mini. The white sections of the handle are a glossy finish while the pink section of the handle is matte and feels like it has a velvet coating to it. The head of the Mini is matte plastic. It's a soft yet hard plastic, which I know makes no sense. It doesn't really have a velvet coating to it exactly but it isn't a glossy hard coat either. It feels sort of like a rubber. It's hard and unforgiving but not in that shiny plastic type of way.

The fact that this feels softer to the skin than a glossy coated plastic didn't seem to make difference when in use. This felt very hard when I used it. I don't mind hard surfaces. The Salsa is one of my favorite clitoral toys and it's made of a glossy plastic. Perhaps because this is wider and there was so much of it this just felt harder somehow.

There is some texture on the sides of the head. The head has grooves in the sides that indent in. You can use the side of the head for textured stimulation if you prefer to have a textured surface over a smooth one. I did not personally try it this way, so I cannot comment on the feel of this on the skin.

There is no plastic smell to the material. There is a plastic taste to it. It's mild but I would not recommend putting this in your mouth.

Since there is both a smooth and textured surface, anyone should be able to use this so long as you can use a harder material. I don't think it matters if you are a beginner or an advanced user so much as it does what your personal preference happens to be.

Design / Shape / Size

The Fairy Mini is simply a miniature version of the original Fairy. The original Fairy, like pretty much every wand massager, is modeled from the Hitachi. The Fairy models are done up in pretty pink colors to make them more visually appealing and feminine. The basic design is a head at the top that is used for stimulation and the "wand" handle that is used for holding.

For the Fairy Mini, the total length is 9.75 inches at my measurement. As usual, my measurements are different from the product page which lists 10 inches total length. We both agree that the diameter of the head is 1.75 inches. The length of the head is 1.5 inches.

Here you can see it in my hand for size reference:

The Fairy Mini was my first wand massager. The reason I decided to get the Mini was because of the size and color. I don't like bulky things and the larger wands were off putting to me. This is still a little large to me for a clitoral stimulator. To hold an almost 10" toy out to reach my clit feels very awkward to me. It just seems like too much length. I ended up holding this close to the head to make it seem smaller. I tried to trick myself, basically. It didn't really work, but at least my hand wasn't 10" away from my vagina. I still think this is a much nicer size than the bigger wands.

The head itself is also smaller than the larger wands. Since I don't like broad stimulation as much as pinpoint, I thought this would be a better option for me. I still found it to be a little broad for me, but it was useable. I don't like it nearly as much as a pointed or small, rounded tip.

I think the size is a nice introduction to wand toys. It's not so big to be intimidating and the stimulation isn't so broad that it's a far cry from the bullets most people will be used to.

This comes with a pouch which wraps everything up nicely for fairly easy travel.

The discretion of wands is questionable. They aren't phallic in shape so they are discreet in that sense. However, anyone that knows anything about sex toys knows of the wand vibrators. So I'm pretty sure that, in the end, it's not really all that discreet.

Functions / Performance / Controls

The Fairy Mini operates on a turn dial. This allows the user to customize how strong they would like the vibrations to be. Instead of a simple on/off/high/low, you can pick any range of settings within the turn dial.

The turn dial is easy to operate. Because of its location, I never had any issues accidentally turning it when I was using this.

Since it's a turn dial, there isn't a set number of setting. There's the lowest and the highest and then pretty much everything in between is an option.

The lowest setting starts at about a low two vrooms. The highest setting is what I refer to as an off the charts 10. The reason I say it this way is because generally I exclude wand vibrators from my ratings when I rate other toys. In other words, I would rate Mimi at five vrooms and clearly this is a lot stronger than Mimi. So if I use Mimi as a five, this would technically probably fall at around a seven. On the Eden scale, I'm putting a five because that's my option.

The vibrations feel extraordinarily buzzy to me, even at the lower speeds. At the lower ones, it is less annoying than at the high ones but still very noticeable. Now, I can handle a certain amount of buzz to vibrators. This was well past what I could handle. Not only does it make my hand go numb when I hold it, but when I use it, it will numb my clit very quickly. It begins to make my skin feel itchy and irritated. In general, the vibrations just don't feel good to me. Yes, they are strong. I like strong. But I don't like these vibrations even a little.

Noise wise, this sounds like a small construction site. I found the noise to be very distracting during use. You can hear this through two closed doors. Possibly three. Possibly through the whole house and the one next to you. This is not for those that need a discreet toy in the sound department. Wands in general (along with rabbits) tend to be the nosiest of toys and the Mini is no exception.

This toy is not waterproof. It plugs into a wall. It does not require batteries or charging. Because it needs to be plugged into the wall to be used, you should not get this anywhere near the water when you use it. This is very important. You are risking electrocution if you play with this near water.

Care and Maintenance

Since this should not be near water, the care is a slight pain. You should use toy wipes for this or toy spray. For toy spray, just spray the head of the Mini and wipe it off with a dry cloth. You could also dampen a rag and add some soap and wipe it off with that. Make sure not to over wet the rag.

Plastic can be used with all lubricants - oil, silicone, and water. There are no concerns with any lube and this toy.

The Fairy Mini comes with its own storage pouch. I would recommend using this as it likely won't fit in standard pouches. The pouch is pink and made of a soft, fuzzy fabric. It's a little small for the Mini and you have to really wrap the cord well to get it to all fit inside, but it can be done and works to keep everything contained.

The Fairy Mini comes in a really cute pink package with a picture of the Mini on it and the words "Fairy Mini." It even has a little fairy on it. It has some Japanese writing on it. I took two years of Japanese in college, but I mostly sucked at it so I cannot tell you what it says. Probably "Fairy Mini."

The packaging is rather bulky. You could use it for storage if you really wanted, but it's not ideal. Since it comes with a pouch, there's really no reason to use this for that purpose. It would make an okay gift, I suppose.

Personal comments

I personally despise my Mini. That's not even an exaggeration. I really do not like this thing. However, I understand that a lot of people do. I may not understand it, but everyone has different tastes. I suppose the people this would work for are people who like moderate to very high powered vibrations and don't mind a very intense amount of buzz. If you like rumbly vibrations, stay far away. I won't say that no one should buy this because I know some people have had success with it. I just would say proceed with caution. I would also say that the Hitachi is pretty much 1000 times better. It's rumbly in vibrations and feels stronger to me on the high setting. The only downside is that it doesn't have the variation of speeds that the Mini does. You can always get one of those little attachments that makes it do that, however.

Let me tell you my Mini story. I like very strong vibrations, so I used this somewhere between the mid-highest to highest setting. After one or two minutes, this would numb my clit almost entirely. Since the vibrations were so buzzy, I hadn't had an orgasm in that time period and continued to use the Mini. After some time, I did finally manage to have an orgasm with this. I would classify it as the worst orgasm I've ever had. I didn't know there was such a thing as a bad orgasm until the Mini. My clit was numb and itchy from the Mini and everything just generally didn't feel good during the orgasm or after it.

I lifted the Mini up and noticed blood on the head of the wand. I had managed to draw blood from the strength of the Mini and didn't even notice that I had literally split the skin on my clit because it was so numb from the buzzy vibrations. Now that's pretty numb! I will say that it's also pretty strong, which is always a plus in my book. The fact that I could draw blood directly on my clit and not even notice is really disturbing to me though. After the numbing and itching went down, let me tell you - that was not a fun sensation!

The Mini is probably one of my least favorite ever toys. It was my first wand and after the clit bleeding episode I almost never bought another wand again. I decided I would give it one more go with the Hitachi and I'm glad I did. There's so many things I disliked about this. I do like the way it looks a lot more than my Hitachi. I like the size of it a lot more than my Hitachi. However, performance wise, the Hitachi blows this out of the water.

I'll give this two stars on account of the fact that I did manage to have an orgasm with it, no matter how awful of an orgasm it was. I generally save my one stars for toys that are both terrible and didn't bring me to climax. So, even though I really don't want to, I'll go ahead and give the Mini two.
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We stay like that for several seconds with azor . Gently grinding a little against each other. Then he turns me around facing him. He holds me tight around the waist pulling me close. With my heels, we’re the same height. His lips so close to mine. I can feel his heavy breathing baieti against my face. I can smell the beer on his breath.

Slowly his lips begin to touch mine. Gently, sensuously kissing. His lips guiding mine to copy his bancheri movements. His lips are soft and warm. He holds me tight against him. I can feel his bulge right against my mound bancuri . His kiss is electrifying. All I can think about is how his lips feel against mine. He slides his hands down to my ass and squeezes it firmly.

Shyly, I slide my hand down to the front of his jeans. He slips his tongue into my mouth just a little. I softly feel his bulge baruri , I can feel the outline of his penis through his jeans! It’s so firm, he must have an erection! It was the first time I’d ever felt a man’s penis!