by Lainey Fox
Jonathan decided to deal with himself first though, and with a little of Ellie’s body oil in his right palm he stroked himself. He leaned forward and when his release washed over him he involuntarily let out a groan.
He pulled up his jeans, washed his hands and ran a hand through his long shaggy blonde hair before he walked out to find Ellie and James sitting in the kitchen at the counter. They chatted amiably from opposite sides of the kitchen island, and when he entered, Ellie beckoned him closer, kissed him and placed her head on his chest.
The lack of awkwardness pleased him, and James sat smiling at them both.
“Well, that was something else,” James said, shaking his head as he chuckled.
Ellie sighed, and Jonathan took a deep breath.
“You two were hot,” Jonathan confessed. “Like seriously hot.”
It was his wife that turned to meet his gaze.
“Well, we were just discussing the possibility that if it really does turn you on to watch, you could, you know, handle yourself while we are together?”
She looked doubtful, but hope burned in her eyes.
“I hope that doesn’t offend you,” James quickly cut in.
With a shake of his head Jonathan dispelled that doubt, “I was thinking that would be quite a turn on actually…”
James left to go home soon after that conversation, and Jonathan took Ellie to bed.
“How are you feeling my angel?” He asked her as she stood brushing her teeth.
She spat out her toothpaste, and turned around, leaning against the countertop.
“I am a bit sore, that was more than my body is used to,” She looked up at him and her face fell. “I didn’t mean to insult…” She trailed off.
Jonathan moved to her, and stood close behind her, stroking her back.
“It’s okay El, I don’t feel insulted, truth is, that was hot, and I actually came back in here and had quite a remarkable orgasm myself. I am happy you were so satisfied.” He ran his fingers across her bottom, and she shivered.
Jonathan picked up a tube of ointment, and squeezed a measure onto his finger.
“This will soothe your skin, and help you heal.”
He pushed her legs apart and reached between her thighs to apply it to her sex. Ellie’s back arched at the cool gel on her most tender skin, and her head dropped with a sigh.
“That feels so good. Don’t stop Jon,” She gasped as he found her clitoris, gently circling it with a finger.
She reached behind her, pulling his cock from the constraints of his briefs and stroking its length in her palm. They masturbated each other like that until he came in her hand, drops of pearly fluid landing on the tiles at her feet. She stood gripping the counter white-knuckled, rocking her pelvis against his hand until he felt the muscles of her sex contract around his fingers as she cried out and a stream of liquid ran into his hand, viscous and smelling of her. She had never had ejaculating orgasms, and Jonathan was shocked.
“Oh God Jon, I can’t feel my feet that was so intense.”
Little shivers ran down her spine, and he moved aside, kissed her cheek tenderly and washed his hands after staring for a time at the fluid coating his hand. Jonathan decided then and there he would read and research a few things the next day. He helped Ellie to bed, and once again pulled the love of his life into his arms to sleep.
3
The office was very quiet when Jonathan booted up his Macbook Pro the following Monday morning and sat silently thanking the gods that he had a private office. He stood and closed the door; he had a bit of confidential research to do.
He opened a ‘private view’ browser and typed a search for reading about ‘husbands watching their wives get fucked’ into the Google search engine. His screen was instantly filled with the word ‘cuckolding’ and several sites to visit.
Jonathan, a fairly high-positioned attorney at a popular Baltimore firm, and thirty years old, was getting a sex education. He sat spellbound by the blogs, videos and erotic literature about this thing, referred to as a kink.
“God bless the fucking internet,” he murmured, watching a video of a wife verbally abusing and belittling her husband while another man stood buried to the hilt in her sex, thrusting.
He had a raging hard on at hearing her tell him how small his cock was in comparison to the man now fucking her, and how all he was good for was cleaning up after the other men she enjoyed. The husband sat stroking himself, and at times went closer to the couple, to kiss his wife and whisper sweet things to her. Jonathan looked at that, and knew he wanted those things, those words spoken; hearing Ellie say things like that would be so hot.
Dear Ellie, always so sweet and well mannered, God, to hear words like that come from her mouth would probably make me cum in an instant.
All day long all he could think about was the scene on the bed last night, Ellie on her back, moaning and sweating under James. Jonathan laughed, shook his head and picked up a stack of papers, he had some work to do.
Before long though it was six o’clock and he stood, packed up his computer, and with a spring in his step bolted from the office to get home. When he arrived he found Ellie in the kitchen making dinner. Her hands were buried in a salad of some sort when he walked through the front door and straight to her. He kissed the back of her neck and sat down on a bar stool at the island counter.
“How was your day honey?” He asked, watching her pour two glasses of wine.
She came to stand near him and smiled, her face glowing.
“My day was great, and yours Jon?”
This was his chance, the sooner he broached the subject the better.
“I had a very educational day, did some research and learned quite a few things I want to share.”
He sipped at his wine while she took out plates and cutlery, setting their places at the counter.
“Oh? Do tell me,” she said, straightening up to face him, her own glass in her hand.
He took a deep breath, feeling suddenly self-conscious about what he wanted to say.
“Um, I found out that what we did, or might do more of, hopefully, is called ‘cuckolding’ and there are so many videos of it online, and erotic literature…” He trailed off.
Ellie looked nervous for a moment, “Are you sure you are okay with this Jon? I mean, we have been monogamous up till, well, this.”
Jonathan could not contain himself, and sped off with all the information.
“Oh baby, I loved seeing you so satisfied. There is stuff like verbal humiliation I think I am turned on by, and seeing that massive cock in you, oh God, you have no idea how turned on that left me. And James, he is a doctor, think of all the fun. I googled ‘medical’ kinks too.”
Ellie giggled, and ran a hand through her long red hair.
“Okay, but we have to agree that if things get uncomfortable we tell each other? I don’t want anyone getting hurt.”
“Absolutely, now, when shall we see the good doctor again?” He was so fired up to do it again, he wanted everything right then and now, no waiting, “Should I text or call him?”
“Take it easy honey, I’m so sore from the other night I can barely pee. Let me recover?”
She served salad while she spoke, and when she stood next to Jonathan he put his arm around her.
“Sorry if I seem overeager, guess it’s the thrill of something new and exciting.”
Ellie kissed him full on the lips, “I understand, I just need to get used to the idea is all.”
***
James invited them to come and visit his medical rooms two days later. With their hearts beating in their throats, Ellie and Jonathan entered the hospital and stared at the board showing office numbers near the elevator. They took it up to the seventh floor and Jonathan knocked furtively on a door labeled ‘Dr. James Johnson’.
“Hello Jonathan, hey Ellie, come on in,” hje said in greeting as he opened the door, kissing Ellie on the cheek and shaking Jonathan’s hand.
“H
ey Dr. Johnson,” Ellie blushed.
They sat down after Jonathan let his gaze run over the room, a standard office, pictures of patients who were ‘all healed’ on the wall, fresh flowers under the window, and a gigantic desk in front of a door that must lead to his examining room. A sterile, hospital smell pervaded the air, and made him shiver.
“Hey doc, how are you?” Jon asked, sitting down in one of the visitor chairs and Ellie in the other.
James smiled and shrugged, “I am just fine thanks, been a busy morning, but I have no patients for the rest of the day.”
Jonathan smiled back, “Nice, quiet time then?”
They made polite small talk, and eventually Jonathan brought up the ideas he had. The three of them discussed these, and then James got a wicked look on his face.
“Medical kinks huh? Why don’t you come this way young lady?” He said, looking straight at Ellie, “Jonathan, join us in my examining room?”
Ellie looked suddenly terrified, and Jonathan gave her a mild shove in the small of her back to encourage her to move in the right direction. She went and stood in front of the examination table, and with her hands nervously folded in front of her, faced Jonathan and James.
“I’ll let you take over doc, where shall I watch from?”
James pulled a chair into a corner from where Jonathan had a perfect vantage point.
“Here, comfy for you?” The doctor asked.
Jonathan nodded, smiling at the small trolley nearby with KY jelly and paper towel on it that he pulled closer.
“Did you plan on this happening doc?” Jon asked, chuckling.
James shrugged his wide shoulders again, “One should always be positive, so I hoped.”
“Ellie, strip yourself naked, I’ll be right back,” James said, his tone so professional that even Jonathan felt his nerves tingle.
Ellie started stripping, her face a mask of fear.
“Jon, you know how scared I am of hospitals, doctors and the things they do…” she whimpered.
James had heard that, and came walking back with a tray of instruments.
“Let’s see if we can’t fix that shall we young lady?” He said with a friendly smile on his face.
Jonathan watched as Ellie nodded and swallowed hard when she saw the items on the tray. James moved to her side and ran his hands, flat-palmed, over her torso, caressing her shoulders, neck, and breasts, and running around her back. He kneaded her bottom and then stood back.
“Lie down on your back lovely lady,” he said softly, and walked to the foot end of the examination table.
The paper cover of the bed rumpled under her back, and she squeaked when James raised a pair of stirrups to her knees.
“Lift your legs, and then relax,” James ordered. “I think we need to thoroughly examine you.”
Ellie did as told, and lied there trembling. Jonathan saw her nipples harden, and goose flesh broke out on her legs when James ran his hands down her thighs. James moved to stand beside Ellie’s chest and picked up a pair of forceps, the locking kind. Jonathan recognized them from medical shows. He tweaked Ellie’s nipples to stand proud on her chest and then clamped one between the heads of the plier-like instrument. She gasped at the bite of the instrument and bit her lip as he repeated the same procedure with the other nipple.
“There we go, nicely clamped and a good color, all ready for me to move to other parts of the anatomy.”
On the tray lay a tube of lubricant and also a set of latex gloves, which James donned, right in front of Ellie’s face. She still trembled, but was squirming at the sensation of her clamped nipples. He moved to the foot end of the bed, from where he could still reach her nipples perfectly, and pulled slightly on one clamp.
“How does that feel Ellie?” He asked, grinning devilishly.
She swallowed, “Strangely good doc.”
James draped green surgical fabric over her legs, hiding her lower body from her view. He then lubricated a finger, and ran it along the lips of her already moist sex, tugging at the lips gently. Ellie gasped when he pushed his finger into her, and Jonathan watched James circle the finger, opening her up. He removed it and reached for the surgical steel speculum on the tray.
“Relax your muscles Ellie, and this will feel good.”
Jonathan hardened, his cock uncomfortably restrained in his pants. He moved and adjusted the fabric. James lubricated the speculum, and parted the lips of Ellie’s sex to slip it into her body, with her trying to adjust her hips to widen her pelvis. She again started, this time at the cold metal, and lay groaning as James opened the tool, opening her sex. Jonathan could see how tightly the firm skin of her sex was stretched.
“Hmm, that looks inviting don’t you agree Jonathan?” James asked, unbuttoning his pants.
Jonathan nodded, “Oh yeah,” and released his own cock from the constraints of the pants he wore, from where it sprung free enthusiastically.
Jon squeezed a little KY onto his fingers and started stroking himself while James stood and rubbed extra lube onto himself. Ellie could not see what was happening, and was too distracted by her throbbing nipples to realize what the dark hunk of a man was doing.
Dr. Johnson grasped the handle of the speculum, holding it steady inside her, and introduced his monstrously big, thick cock through the opening, squeezing into her. Jonathan watched in awe as he started thrusting, the metal held firmly in one hand. Ellie raised her hands over her eyes, lost in sensation as James reached up to pull alternately on the clamps holding her nipples, then gathering them both to his hand and pulling hard on both while he moved in and out of Ellie through the metal of the instrument.
Jonathan watched Ellie’s back arch and her cries got louder while he stroked himself, feeling the build of his release imminent. When Ellie came, she grabbed the edge of the bed, denting the material with a white-knuckled grip. She bit down on her bottom lip to prevent herself from crying out too loudly, and again fluid gushed from her as her muscles tightened around the speculum.
James came shortly after, and when he pulled himself out of her, he simultaneously released the instrument and quickly removed it, making Ellie jump and cry out with another gush of her own orgasmic fluid. At this, Jonathan reached for a wad of paper towel and grunted when he came.
James stood panting, and slowly fastened his pants. He walked around to the head of the bed to remove the clamps from Ellie’s darkened nipples.
“This is going to hurt a bit Ellie, when the blood flow returns,” he informed her. “Take a deep breath and don’t cry out too loudly okay?”
She nodded and pinched her eyes shut tightly. James sprung the clamps one at a time, to Ellie’s sharp intake of breath and a muted squeak. He massaged the breasts, and leaned over, sucking hard on each engorged nipple while Ellie grasped his head to her chest. When he straightened from this, he went to pick up wipes and paper towel, and cleaned Ellie up.
“Did you enjoy that Ellie?” He asked, still wiping up the remnants of her pleasure from her thighs.
She nodded, still panting, “That was incredible.”
James chuckled, pulled the green fabric drape from her knees and tossed it to the bin.
“Still scared of doctors?”
Ellie raised herself up on her elbows, “Hell yes doc, but I may never quite look at a speculum the same…”
Kinky Clinic – Couples Therapy 2
Book 2 of Kinky Clinic – Couples Therapy
By Lainey Fox
Published by Scarlet Lantern Publishing
1
Ellie breathed hard under him, her back hollowed and a leg pulled up under her belly as she lay on her stomach, a pillow underneath her hips. Jonathan held out for as long as he could to please her, but could not do it. He bit the back of her shoulder, growled in frustration, and felt the heat burst from him as he came, spilling himself inside her.
He rolled over, folded his arm across his face, and lay there breathing hard. He felt so disappointed in himself he could not face h
is lovely wife right then. He felt her hands run along his sides and then she kissed his chest, neck and chin.
“It’s okay baby, I enjoyed that so much, I love the intimacy in that position,” she murmured.
Ellie pulled him upright and dragged him to the shower where they stood under the jets of steaming water for an interminable time, washing each other and kissing and caressing wet skin. They fell into bed thereafter, with Ellie’s head lying on Jonathan’s chest as he ran his fingers through her hair.
