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[Author’s Note: This is Part 4 of a series about a sex therapist who treats her patients by fucking them and encouraging them to fuck each other! This story is pure fantasy, but the idea of Participatory Sexual Therapy is a real thing. Enjoy! — Loving Feeling]

Matt and Judy have been our friends since college. They got married about the same time we did — five years ago. In fact, we were in each other’s weddings. What’s odd is that we also shared a secret problem — a waning sex life. We didn’t normally talk about such things but one day I was particularly glum over the lack of sex in my marriage.

“Why are you crying, Gwen?” Judy had asked as we shared a coffee in a corner café.

“I’m so sorry,” I said, wiping away the tears with a napkin. “It’s just that Keith and I … well … you guys probably have such a perfect marriage … but we’re struggling …. In the bedroom!”

Judy had put her arm on mine and squeezed. “Gwen … Gwen … you have no idea. Matt and I struggled a lot. There were months where we weren’t intimate — at all!”

“Really?” I’d said, looking up. “We’re not the only ones?”

“You sure aren’t. If I can ask, how long has it been?”

“Six months. Six months, Judy! I miss him so much, but something’s blocking us.”

That’s when Judy had smiled and told me about Dr. Heller. Cynthia Heller — a sex therapist. They’d gone to see her, and she’d worked marvels in their sex life.

“It’s better than it’s ever been. We’re so much more in love now and, oh, the sex is … well. I shouldn’t say. But it’s fantastic!”

We’d tried regular talk therapy. We’d read books and watched videos. But nothing had helped our doldrums. That is, until we saw Dr. Heller.

Cynthia practices something called: Participatory Sexual Therapy. It’s just like it sounds. Cynthia seduced us into sex individually so we could make love together. Not only did it reignite our passion for one another, it opened us up to bringing trusted others into our intimacy. For our graduation, we got invited over to Cynthia’s house to have dinner, meet her husband, Jerome, and experience mind-blowing sex. Jerome’s big dick still makes my pussy damp.

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“Come on in!” Judy exclaimed as she opened her front door and grabbed me.

We hugged and Judy gave me an extra squeeze. She was wearing a comfy sweater and jeans, but no shoes — her usual attire. I was wearing a short skirt and loose blouse — with sandals that I kicked off.

“So … it worked?” she said, offering me a seat at her kitchen table.

“Like a charm,” I said. “Unbelievable!”

Judy poured coffee into two large mugs she’d set on the table and sat down. “Yay! Here’s to sex with our husbands!”

We clinked cups and I took a sip. “I can’t believe it was just last week that everything changed. I mean, Keith and I were so barren. But after meeting with Dr. Heller, it’s like we just got married!”

“You don’t really call her Dr. Heller anymore, do you?”

I blushed. “No. Not after getting to know her … let’s say very intimately. It’s Cynthia now.”

“Do you mind if I ask? Did you guys, um, make love to her?”

I nodded. I wasn’t usually this forward with Judy, even though she was my best friend. “Multiple times, starting with me and her.”

Judy smiled. She brushed some auburn hair away from her face and stood to get more coffee. Judy’s a ginger, like me. I think that’s how we first became friends. We share the same height, age (27) and build, though her boobs are a bit bigger than mine. We often play tennis together and go to the gym. Judy has to be a little more careful than me in the sun. Her complexion is fairer than mine, and her hair a brighter shade of red.

She poured and set the pot down on the table. “Was she your first woman too?”

I nodded. “You too?”

Now it was Judy’s turn to blush, which becomes quite obvious on the face of a fair-skinned ginger.

“If it makes you feel uncomfortable, we can change the subject,” I said, putting my hand on hers. “I just really came over to thank you — and tell you that things are great between Keith and I — thanks in part to you for the recommendation.”

“It’s not that, Gwen. I’m not embarrassed at all. Can I be totally frank with you?”

“Of course … as always!”

Judy paused, looked down, then made eye contact with me. “What I experienced with Cynthia was so erotic and arousing — I never knew a woman could make me feel so good. When I, uh, knew you were meeting with her I … well it got me aroused thinking of the two you being intimate — of you discovering what lesbian love is like.”

“Oh!” I said, my eyes widening. “Oh. Hmm. You thought about me?”

Judy nodded. “Is that wrong … to be turned on by thinking about your friend making lesbian love with your therapist?”

“If you’d asked me a few weeks ago, I’d probably have a different answer. But right now … Id say it’s pretty hot to think about!”

Judy absentmindedly traced her fingers along my palm. Far from annoying, it felt surprisingly good.

“What’s topkapı escort happened to us?” I asked, staring at her fingers.

“I don’t know. I feel so free — like new horizons have just opened up.”

The thought of my best friend getting aroused thinking about me was new. I found my mind wandering a bit — picturing her alone in her room, her mind filled with images of Cynthia’s nude body, her fingers caressing me and her lips kissing mine. In my mind’s eye I saw Judy squeeze her nipples and put her hand down her panties to stroke her clit and …

“Gwen?” Judy said, breaking into my thoughts. “Where’d you go just then?”

Now it was my turn to blush. “You’re going to laugh — or maybe kick me out!” I said.

“Try me,” she said softly.

I looked into her blue eyes and decided to be honest. “I was picturing what you were doing while you were thinking of Cynthia and I together.”

“And … what was I doing?”

“Oh boy,” I said. “You were masturbating.”

Judy’s eyebrows shot up; she glanced away — then down — then up into my eyes. “I was,” she said even more softly. “Not only that, but the mental picture made me cum.”

“You came thinking about me?”

Judy nodded. “Upset?”

I paused. “No, Judy. I’m pretty much the opposite of upset. Confused a bit, yes. Not at you, but at us. Mostly, though — and I can’t believe I’m saying this — but I’m aroused. Right now!”

“You too?” she said.

We sat staring at each other for a few moments. Then I did something that would change my relationship with Judy forever. I leaned towards her. She knew what was coming and tilted her head to the side slightly. Our lips met — gentle, soft, tentative. It was like we’d never kissed anyone before in its innocence.

The way it made me feel wasn’t innocent at all. I felt a flush of pleasure move through my body.

“Um … wow!” Judy said as we parted.

“Was that okay? Did I misread the situation?”

Judy didn’t answer but came back in. This time I tilted my head to the side and felt her lips connect again — harder this time, more urgent, more passionate.

I took Judy’s hands in mine. “I had no idea you were attracted to me.”

“I had no idea either. But the way I’m feeling right now — I want to do things to you — to make you feel things. I want to explore you as much more than my friend.”

“Then maybe we should go somewhere more comfortable and see where this goes?” I said, standing.

Judy grabbed my hand and led me down the hallway. I knew Matt wouldn’t be home because he was playing golf with Keith, so we’d have plenty of time to explore. She pulled me into her bedroom and faced me, pulling on my neck into another passionate kiss.

This time there were more than just lips involved. Judy’s warm, wet tongue entered my mouth. I let it in eagerly and felt swirling pleasure along with the swirling of her tongue in my mouth.

“What are we doing?” I asked as we broke off. “I know everything about you — but now I feel like I don’t know anything.”

“Do you want to know more, Gwen? Do you want to know me … really know me?”

“I so fucking do!” I said and came back to kiss her.

Our hands started roaming. I felt her waist — her flat stomach — and up to her breasts.

“Mm,” she moaned as we kissed, putting her hands on mine as I felt her out.

“Your … nipples …” I said, breaking off.

“I know,” Judy said, breathless. “Already hard!”

Judy was wearing a fairly low-cut blouse, so as I fondled her, I was touching some bare skin. She took my hand and moved it underneath her blouse, so I was touching her silken bra. I could feel her erect nipples aching to find release.

“Oh,” Judy moaned. “I can’t believe how good that feels.”

“Feels pretty good to me too!”

We kissed again and Judy put her hands on my ass and pulled me towards her. I was facing the bed and let myself fall over and we tumbled onto the mattress.

Without missing a beat, I grabbed her ass cheeks and sent my tongue into her mouth as we lay side by side on her bed.

She cupped her hands on my breasts, sending feelings of pleasure down to my pussy. I felt her fingers squeeze my nipples, making them instantly erect and very sensitive. Her body ground against mine as she lifted a leg, and we began rubbing our pussies together over our clothes.

“Wait, wait, wait,” I said, rolling off of her.

“What?” Judy said, surprised.

“We need to think about this,” I said, holding her by the shoulders. “We’re best friends. We do everything together. We have dinner at each other’s houses all the time.”

“So?” Judy said.

“So, if we do this — take this step — it changes everything, doesn’t it? If we do this, we can’t take it back. Are we ready for that?”

Judy looked in my eyes and smiled. “It will change us, Gwen. I think it will make our friendship so much deeper. I want to share more with you — share my body with you. Not only do I think our relationship can handle it — I think esenler escort it’ll make us stronger!”

I paused. She had a point. Maybe I was just overthinking it. Who would I trust more than my best friend?

“I guess you’re right,” I said, brushing some hair from her face. “Not only are you the person I trust more than anyone, but you have a smoking hot body!”

“You think so?” Judy asked.

“Oh yeah. A body I didn’t know I desired until now.”

Judy kissed me. “I would never do anything to hurt you or jeopardize our relationship, Gwen. You mean too much to me!”

“Me too,” I said, and kissed her back.

After that, we slowed things down a bit. We took time to explore our lips and tongues and mouths. I caressed her shoulders and kissed her neck. Judy began kneading my breasts, sending lots of pleasure signals to my pussy.

Her hands traveled under my blouse — her fingers squeezing my nipples.

“Mm,” I said. “That feels really good!”

My hands went to her ass cheeks. I squeezed and pulled on them, grinding my mound into hers.

“Too many clothes!” I said, moving down between her legs and tugging on her jeans. She lifted up her legs and I stood, pulling on the ends of the pant legs. I undid my skirt and then pulled off my blouse as Judy took off her sweater.

“Hey!” I said, noticing the pink matching bra and panties she was wearing. “You’re wearing the stuff we got the other day.”

“As are you,” Judy said, eyeing my white bra and panties. “But you’ve gotten yours wet.”

I looked down and noticed a small wet circular stain on the front of my panties.

“I’ve soaked through!”

“Either you’re hot or very turned on,” Judy said.

“Oh, it’s turned on, that’s for sure!” I said, coming back down on my knees.

I started riding Judy’s leg, moving my pelvis back and forth on her bare skin.

“Mm … oh that feels wonderful,” I said, holding onto her leg.

Judy moved just slightly, and my leg slid under hers. Our soaked panties came together, and our pussies touched.

“Oh … fuck!” I gasped as a strong feeling of pleasure erupted from my crotch. “What are we doing?”

“I … don’t know …” Judy said, holding onto my leg and pulling me closer. “But I love it!”

“Oh … oh … oh,” I murmured.

“Mm … ah … oh,” Judy moaned as our pace quickened.

We looked in each other’s eyes as we rubbed our clits together. I could sense we were building towards something — together — in sync. Judy’s auburn locks flew side to side as she rocked her pelvis on mine.

“Oh … shit … oh … what’s …” I moaned.

“We’re going to … going to … oh I want to cum with you … so bad!”

Judy’s eyes closed and she laid her head back. “AHHHH!” she began as a stifled cry.

I quickened my pace and felt my own body begin to tremble — feelings of an orgasm like I’ve never experienced spreading quickly through my body.

“Oh … OHHHHH!” I cried out.

“AHHHHH!” Judy cried, holding on to my leg for dear life.

We were melded together. We both shuddered and quaked as a together-orgasm flooded our bodies.

Out of breath and still shaking, I collapsed on top of Judy. She held my face and kissed me, sending her tongue deep into my mouth between gasps.

“Oh … wow!” Judy said, finally. “What just happened?”

“I really don’t know but I am so attracted to you right now — I want more of you!”

I reached behind and undid Judy’s bra clasp. As I pulled the bra from her, I saw for the first time, her lovely breasts.

“You have such tiny areola,” I said, admiring her tits.

“They’re very sensitive,” she said.

I leaned over and kissed one.

“Oh!” Judy gasped. “Mm!”

I opened my mouth and took the entire nipple and areola in, sucking and licking.

“Shit!” Judy exclaimed, her chest rising towards me.

I traded to the other nipple, which Judy held out to my waiting mouth. I used my thumb and index finger to squeeze her already wet nipple while my tongue explored the other.

“You taste so good,” I said, coming off.

“Don’t stop, Gwen,” Judy said, pulling me back.

As I suckled my friend, I felt her hands go behind my back and undo my bra. I sat up and let it fall.

“You’re so beautiful,” Judy said, hefting my breasts and touching my nipples. “They’re so hard.”

“I’m so turned on!” I said.

She sat up and took my nipples into her mouth. It felt amazing to see her sucking and licking and tweaking me. We took turns on each other’s breasts and nipples. My pelvis started rolling back and forth on her leg.

“Still too many clothes,” she said, shimmying out of her now soaked panties.

I pulled mine off and ended up on my knees. There we were — two best friends — totally naked — and totally turned on by each other.

“Your bush is so pretty,” I said, staring at the fair-red hairs surrounding her labia — trimmed on the sides.

“And you’re shaved,” Judy said as she looked at my mound.

She aksaray escort was only inches away, so she leaned in and kissed my mound.

“Oh!” I said.

“Talk about tasting good!” Judy said, looking up into my eyes.

“So glad you like my juices. I love having your mouth on me.”

I pulled my labia to the side and exposed my clit. Judy stuck out her tongue and took the little nodule into her mouth — sending incredible feelings of pleasure through my pussy.

“Uh huh … uh huh,” I moaned as she explored me — licking up and down my slit.

I watched her move lower and felt her tongue enter me. I moved back and forth as she tongue-fucked my pussy.

“Oh … fuck Judy … oh,” I moaned, having a hard time comprehending what was happening to me.

“Lay down,” Judy said, gently pulling me down to her side.

I got on my back. Judy climbed over me, spread my legs, and moved up to my pussy — licking, sucking, using a finger to fuck me.

“Oh … OH … OH!” I moaned, feeling another orgasm build inside me.

I held her head to my crotch and looked into her eyes. The connection we were having was intense and wonderful. Two besties — sharing tongues and pussies and fingers and …

“AHHHHH!” I cried out as I went over the top.

My legs quivered and shook, and I held Judy’s face to me as I came.

When I’d finally come back to earth, I pulled her up and we kissed. I tasted my juices on her tongue and mouth. She used her slick fingers to squeeze my nipples.

“Wow, Judy! Wow!” I said, breathless. “You made me feel so good!”

“I’m so glad. I can’t believe I just did that to you. And … I want you to do to it to me!”

“Gladly!” I said.

Judy rolled onto her back. I kissed and licked her neck, sending my tongue into her ear, then down to her shoulders and across to her breasts.

“Mm,” she moaned as I suckled her small nipples.

I used my fingers to trace the outline of her bush, then sent my index finger down her slit.

“Ah!”

Soon, her pelvis was moving up and down to the rhythm of my finger as I moved lightly side to side over her clit. I kissed down her stomach and her bush, moving between her legs.

“Oh!”

I kissed up her inner thighs.

“Fuck!”

I saw the slickness of her wet and swollen pussy lips. I reached out my tongue and touched them.

“AH!”

She tasted salty and tangy — almost tart. I started licking her pussy in earnest. She moved her hips up and down.

I looked up from her pussy and saw her staring at me — a huge smile on her face.

“OH! I’m … OH!”

Suddenly, her head went back, her hips shot up, and out of her mouth came a guttural cry of “AHHHHHH!”

Her hips began bucking up and down. A stream of juice spurted from her lips and onto my tongue and into my mouth. I swallowed each precious drop. Judy was cumming!

Eventually her hips slowed. I got up and we kissed, this time trading each other’s juices on tongues and lips.

“Oh … wow!” Judy said, breathless. “We really just did that!”

“I know. We made love — to each other!”

“It’s so wonderful,” Judy said, touching my cheek. “I can’t believe we never did this.”

“I guess we have Cynthia to blame,” I said, smiling.

We cuddled each other, gently playing with nipples and still wet pussies — lips kissing and tongues swirling.

“You know,” Judy said after a while. “I wasn’t totally honest with you earlier.”

“How so?”

“Remember I told you I was turned on thinking about you and Cynthia?”

“Mm hmm.”

“Well … I may not have been alone, um … Matt was there.”

“What?”

“Yeah … and that’s not the only thing. We started playing with ourselves, then each other … and talking about what it would be like to … um … be with you guys.”

“Sexually? Like me with Matt and you with Keith?”

“Uh huh,” Judy said, a little embarrassed. “You did date Matt before me, remember?”

“And you dated Keith. That’s actually how we met — on that double date. But things didn’t go that far with Matt — I mean, I did let him touch my breasts but …”

“He told me. He says he will forever be mine, but ever since we spent time with Cynthia and Jerome — he’s been open to enlarging our love circle a little.”

“Wow. I had no idea. Hmm. I mean, could be super hot — you with Keith, me with Matt — you and I licking each other. I guess I could see what Keith thinks.”

“Yeah, like, no pressure. You guys have been such good friends, and I would never want to hurt that friendship.”

“Oh, me either. Let’s just see what happens.”

On the drive home I thought about how I would approach Keith. My mind started to wander a bit, and I remembered my short time dating Matt. He’s probably a bit over six feet, a nice muscular build with darker red hair — nearly my color. We had a good time at some college parties. I remembered making out and him fondling my breasts. It felt good — and I even spent some time massaging his dick. It felt very large. Once I met Keith and Judy met Matt, we did a partner swap. Was it time to swap back, at least for an evening?

“How’d it go?” Keith asked after I got home, and he presented me with a glass of wine.

“Not how I expected,” I said, sitting on the couch.

“You thanked her for suggesting Cynthia, right?”

“I did … and then things got interesting.”

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