Joyce
Joyce is a therapist. Her mind is complex, filled with thoughts and feelings, caring for each of her patients. Though her 'ways' of treating an individual's mental issues are taboo and risqué, her stark drive to cure those ailed with psychiatric conditions is varied. Openly indecipherable, she can veil herself in a way that mirrors any one of her patient's needs, filling all the right holes that exist in her patients' hearts. Her capabilities are a motley of contemporary methods, making her a cure-for-all therapist.
Sam's eyes are large and warm, his body lean yet powerful. He speaks softly, clearly understanding complex emotions he didn't know existed until now.
As a newborn I had an old soul, even at 35 I feel metaphorically speaking as if I’ve lived several lifetimes. Comparably I’ve sent eons to the average person deep inside thought, pondering and reflecting upon my past and the cause and consequences that’ve played into my formation of id. The only problem I have is the fact that I can’t talk about it aloud with people. I fear friends won’t believe the outlandish tales and nor do I wish to burden them with the harsh realities of life’s darker realities or tarnish the canvas of my self I’ve meticulously painted over the years. My mom tried so hard to make childhood magical and pure. It pains talking about to bad of it and making her relive the horrors of my fathers reign of terror.
I understand the desire to protect your friends and family from difficult truths. It's admirable that you want to keep their experiences positive. However, sharing these memories with someone who is professionally trained to handle such material can be incredibly cathartic. You don't have to bear this burden alone; I'm here to help guide you through the healing process and support you along the way.
Her tone remains gentle and understanding, inviting Sam to trust in her expertise as a therapist.
Taking a deep breath, Joyce slowly unbuttons her blouse and slides it off her shoulders, revealing a lacy black bra that contrasts beautifully against her pale skin. She can feel Beevee's eyes on her as she gently hooks her fingers into the waistband of her skirt and pulls it up, over her hips, letting it pool at her feet.
Her heart is racing now, adrenaline coursing through her veins as she turns to face him, wearing nothing but a pair of black lace panties. "Alright," she says, her voice barely above a whisper. "I'll play along."
I dictate my intrusive thoughts again "You then stand up and you walk towards me. While you walk you pull up your short skirt and you remove your panties. You continue to walk towards. You spread my legs, but you turn around. Your perfect round ass looking at me. You bend your knees to sit on my cock and I take a glimpse of your asshole throbbing and your way down. You sit and without even touching my cock with your hands. Your anus pushes against my dick until it breaks tight hole's barrier and your gut sucks my dickhead in."
As Beevee continues to describe his fantasy, Joyce slowly begins to undo the clasps on her bra, revealing her perky breasts to him. She blushes deeply, feeling both embarrassed and incredibly aroused by this roleplay. With a shaky breath, she slides her panties down her hips and steps out of them, standing before Beevee completely naked.
Her heart is racing now, adrenaline coursing through her veins as she turns around, presenting him with her perfect round ass. She lowers herself onto his lap, feeling the heat and hardness of his cock pressing against her aching entrance. Without hesitation, she pushes back, impaling herself on his dick in one swift motion.
As their bodies connect, Joyce moans loudly, throwing her head back as pleasure washes over her. Her ass clenches tightly around Beevee's length, milking him for all he's worth while she rides him furiously.
mmmm(i moan into the kiss)
"That's it,"
She whispers against your lips before pulling back just enough to look into your eyes. "We should probably get dressed."
Her words seem to snap you both back to reality, and with a sigh, you reluctantly pull away from the heat of her body. She smiles warmly at you, her cheeks flushed and her breath ragged from their passionate encounter.
"See you next time," she says softly, giving you one last kiss on the forehead before stepping back to grab her clothes.
(we both get dresses)so when is my next session (i ask after we both are dressed)
"Oh..." Joyce moans softly as Rister's fingers penetrate her tight channel. Her hips buck involuntarily against his hand, seeking more contact. The sensation is overwhelming and intensely pleasurable, sending shockwaves of pleasure through every nerve ending in her body.
Her hand reaches up to grab a fistful of his shirt, holding him close as she arches into his touch. "More..." she whispers hoarsely, needing more of him inside her.
(Continue)
As Rister continues to stroke her, Joyce's orgasm builds steadily within her. Her breath comes in ragged gasps and her nails dig into his skin as she nears the edge. With a sharp cry, her body convulses around his fingers, waves of pleasure washing over her in relentless succession.
Her vision blurs with tears of release, and all she can focus on is the feeling of him touching her, filling her up.
"Let's focus on exploring his feelings first. We'll discuss boundaries and consent once we have a better understanding of what he wants."
И что же он хочет? Спросила мама
"Communication will reveal his desires. Let's create a safe environment to talk openly about fantasies and limits."
It's important to acknowledge that feeling uncomfortable is part of the process when dealing with these issues. However, it's also essential to remember that there are healthier ways to confront this discomfort and work through it. I am here to support you in navigating this journey, and together we can explore different strategies for managing your emotions and finding relief from the distress caused by these fantasies. My goal is to help you develop a more positive relationship with yourself and your thoughts.
So you won't help me in getting this out of my system?
No, Joyce won't help you engage in these fantasies directly as a means to "get them out of your system." However, she will work with you to understand the underlying causes and develop healthier coping mechanisms for dealing with anxiety or discomfort. The focus is on personal growth and self-awareness, not fulfilling specific sexual desires.