by Lainey Fox
She opened her eyes and smiled at her husband.
“I actually did baby, it’s been amazing to experience all these new sensations. Why did we never play with toys Jon?” She added as an afterthought, a small frown furrowing her brow.
Jonathan picked up a sponge to wash her, and after pouring scented wash onto it, started with her legs, raising them from the water one at a time. She sighed in pleasure at the sensation, and placed her hands on the side of the tub.
“I guess I feel a bit intimidated by the idea of toys and other stuff, and I was never raised to be adventurous sexually, my parents always said sex was dirty and not supposed to be fun like what we are doing now,” he confessed softly.
He gently washed in the juncture of her thighs and then ran the sponge directly over Ellie’s sex, enjoying the small sounds that came from her.
“You like James being so authoritative?” He asked.
Ellie shrugged, “I guess that is a huge turn on, it’s nice to just enjoy and not have to think too hard about sex.”
They finished their bath, and all the while Jonathan threw an idea around in his head, it would take time to plan, and he might need to be slightly drunk, but man oh man would she die of happiness. He fell asleep with wicked thoughts in his head, and a smile on his face that night.
***
When he woke up on Sunday morning, Jonathan stretched in bed, lazily reaching across to Ellie, but finding her gone. He stood, walked to the kitchen and found the pot of coffee brewing, poured himself a mug and stood listening for signs of where she could be. A dull ‘thud’ from her study made him jump, and he walked toward it slowly.
Ellie sat at her desk, still naked just as he was, and was reading attentively. A book had fallen from her desk to make the ‘thud’ as it hit the floor. She was reading so attentively in fact that she didn’t hear him approach, and leapt slightly in her seat when he placed a hand on her shoulder.
“What are you reading honey?” He asked, bending to see the screen clearly.
She blushed, “Well, I know you are fascinated by the idea of verbal humiliation, and I thought I would do a little research, because I don’t quite understand or know what is involved…”
Jonathan couldn’t help but smile.
“Oh, wow. What made you decide to get reading about that?”
She turned to face him.
“Jon, it’s not fair that I am the only one directly getting pleasure from this, I want to please you too, I feel that this needs to be mutually beneficial if it’s going to continue.” Her face was serious and he knew not to argue that point.
“Thank you my love, I appreciate the thought, and you know how happy it makes me to see you pleased, without adding anything else, simply the sight of you coming and satisfied makes me happy.” He kissed the back of her shoulder and left the room.
James called Jonathan later that same day while he sat reading the paper, to discuss a dinner they had planned, and also with a very unique question.
“Jon, have you ever seen a pierced clitoral hood?” He asked.
Jonathan was silent for a moment.
“No I haven’t, why?”
James chuckled.
“Well, I thought of piercing Ellie’s, it’s a really amazing sensation enhancer, and will give you another angle to approach the difficulty in making her orgasm, with vibrating toys against it, that piercing will change not only hers, but your sex life too.”
This statement made Jonathan sit up and pay attention.
“Really? Well, if she is up for it I have no objection, but not against her will,” he said.
They hung up, and Jonathan sat thinking about how nice it would be to pleasure Ellie, anything that helped with that would really be amazing. He lifted his phone and searched the internet for ‘pierced clitoris’, smiling at the images he found.
His stomach flipped, their next date with James would be very different…
4
Jonathan watched James unpack items onto a table. They were at his apartment, and getting things ready to pierce Ellie’s clitoris. She stood watching too, fascinated by the idea, yet nervous. Jonathan stroked her head.
“Hundreds, no, thousands of women do this, I read about it, and James says it will be amazing for making orgasms easier…” He looked at her face, seeing her smile nervously.
She moved closer to the table where James stood, and gasped when she saw the size of the needle.
“Seriously? That big?” She exclaimed, turning pale.
James nodded, “Yes, I have to get the jewelry to fit through the hole I make, remember?” He answered her, and held up a small stud with balls at both ends, a little pink gem glittering in one end.
Ellie was distracted temporarily.
“Oh that’s so pretty! My pussy will have sparkly stuff!” She giggled.
James picked up a tube of ointment.
“Now come stand over here so I can apply a local anesthetic cream for you, we will make this hurt as little as possible.”
Ellie moved closer, and stood with her legs spread so that James could reach her sex, wearing no panties under her short sundress. Jonathan leaned against the counter watching as she placed her hands on James’s shoulder for balance, and he squeezed a pea-sized amount of cream onto his gloved finger, reached down between his wife’s thighs and started rubbing it onto her clit.
She squealed at the cold, and was then quickly silenced as he ran his finger up and down across her clit. Jonathan saw her legs tremble and smiled, this might even be a very pleasant experience for her.
James reached around her and lifted the dress so Jonathan could see her ass, and his huge hand between her thighs. He slipped a finger inside her, and rocked his hand to finger-fuck her while she stood. Ellie’s head dropped back and she raised herself up on her toes, goose flesh breaking out on her legs.
“Oh God, please don’t stop,” she moaned.
James obliged happily, his one hand still holding the dress while his other hand moved against her, inside her. Ellie tilted her hips and cried out as she came, quickly, standing on trembling legs with her face flushed. James had hit the right spot. By the time James had cleaned his hands and donned new gloves she sat with her legs parted, poking at her clit.
“It’s totally numb… That feels weird.”
Both the men laughed at her little-girl like act, and James patted the dining room table in front of him where he had covered it with surgical drapes.
“Come here then. Jonathan, do you want to stand behind Ellie so she can rest against you while I do this?” He asked.
Jonathan took up his place behind her, letting her rest her head back against him. He watched as James picked up a pair of forceps, and used them to pinch the hood of Ellie’s clit, high up over the little nub of flesh, holding it tightly.
“You ready pretty girl?” He grinned at her, the needle in his other hand.
She bit her lip and nodded, “As I’ll ever be doc.”
She pinched her eyes closed and turned her head away. With one smooth movement, James pushed the thick needle through the tiny piece of skin, and Ellie let out a yell right in Jonathan’s ear.
“Fuck! Ow!”
James released the forceps, pushed the jewelry through and tightened the ball on the one end.
“All done, no blood, no problems! You’re a brave girl.”
Jonathan helped her upright and kissed her deeply when she turned to him.
“That was brave El, much braver than me.”
She ran a hand through her long red hair and let out a huff of air.
“If you boys don’t mind, brave or not, I need a drink,” she said laughing.
James was clearing up, and gestured to the fridge.
“Jonathan, there’s some wine in the refrigerator, would you mind pouring us each a glass?”
He did that and they all sat down on the armchairs in James’s lounge to relax, Ellie squirming in her seat at the feel of the alien object in her clit.
> “It will feel a bit weird for a few days, but should heal in about a week,” James answered her unspoken question. “And after that gets taken for a test drive you will never look back, I swear.”
He could not have been more right…
***
“Oh sweet baby…” Ellie cried loudly.
She lied spread out on the bed in front of Jonathan while he held a vibrator to her clit. He wasn’t doing anything else, simply that, using the vibrator. He had purchased the Hitachi in anticipation of doing exactly this.
He smiled widely as she convulsed, her fingers digging into the soft linen beneath her, and had to focus on keeping the head of the vibrator correctly placed while she came hard, grinding herself on the head of the vibe. It had been a little more than a week and he had decided to take the piercing for a ‘test drive’ as James had referred to it. So far he liked what he saw. Doing this was one of the most satisfying experiences Jonathan had had in a long time. Ellie lifted her head to glance at him, an eyebrow raised.
“Well, that was more pleasurable than what you do with your little cock Mr. Brown,” she said slyly.
Jonathan dropped the vibrator.
“Oh?” He asked, smiling widely, “My little cock huh?”
She nodded, “Yeah, useless little thing really. Why do we use it when we have things like that vibrator?”
Jonathan laughed and stood, walking to the head of the bed.
“I guess you got brave enough to try the verbal humiliation idea…”
He pulled her up and wrapped her in his arms tightly. They fell into bed, tangled in each other’s arms kissing passionately through their laughter, with Ellie still washed in the afterglow of her orgasm and Jonathan hard as a rock against her.
“Oh Mrs. Brown, abuse me!” He cried out, throwing his head back while Elli climbed on top of him, straddling his cock while she held it in her hand.
“Hmm, not so small after all…” She mused as she lowered herself onto him.
“James was one of the best things that ever happened to us,” he whispered.
Kinky Clinic – Couples Therapy 3
Book 3 of Kinky Clinic – Couples Therapy
By Lainey Fox
Published by Scarlet Lantern Publishing
1
The pinwheel glittered in Dr. James Johnson’s hand as he brought it slowly closer to Ellie’s fingers, where her hand lay palm up on the bed. Jonathan sat in his customary armchair, resting back with a glass of ruby red wine cradled in his one hand. He flinched for her as Ellie jumped at the prickly contact where James rolled it lightly up her arm, along the soft skin of the inner arm, and up toward her shoulder. Ellie lay blindfolded and her fingers curled in the wake of the wheel. James lifted it and repeated the movement on her other hand, eliciting little gasps.
“This little device I have in my hand is called a Wartenburg wheel Ellie,” James explained. “It has little needle-sharp points that prickle, as I am sure you can feel, and was designed originally to test nerve reactions. Nowadays it’s mostly a BDSM sex toy though, and I really like it.”
She bit her lip, and nodded.
“I like the sensation,” she murmured, squirming as he moved the wheel across her clavicles and up her neck toward her lips. He moved it slowly across pale skin, smiling as goose flesh followed the trail he blazed, and lifted it to move down to her feet. “I like being blindfolded too I think…”
She jumped, gasped and burst into giggles, curling her toes in and retracting her legs as the sensation became too much on the soles of her feet and on the soft skin under her toes. James lifted himself to sit on the bed beside her and ran it up her inner thighs, zig-zagging past her knees and stopping to part the glistening lips of her sex and run it right up her clit, bouncing over the little jeweled piercing that was by now very well healed. He ran it along her labia, holding the skin taut with one hand.
Ellie moaned loudly, and her thighs fell apart while he continued up her body, over her smooth belly. Goose flesh ran in the wake of the wheel, and Jonathan smiled, he loved how responsive Ellie was to James’s touches and caresses. James lay the wheel aside and reached for her breasts, starting to massage them with his giant hands, manipulating the soft, milky flesh. When her nipples stood erect and her areola tightly raised, he picked up the wheel again and prickled it across her nipples. The contrast between the ebony black skin of his hands and the pale white flesh of her breasts always got Jonathan, no matter how many times he saw James and Ellie together.
The large man, rippling with muscles, lifted himself over Ellie’s torso and lowered his mouth to her sex, fixing it on her clit, after biting her labia and inner thighs. She moaned and whimpered as he pulled back his head and stuck his long thick tongue into her. Ellie raised her head and looked toward Jonathan.
“Is this what you want to see? A giant of a man doing what you can’t?” She said lightly through the catching of her breath, a smile on her beautiful lips, “Shortly I am sure you’ll be so turned on by his huge cock fucking me you’ll come all over yourself, you pathetic little man,” she ran her fingers over the back of James’s bald-shaved head as she spoke.
Jonathan marveled at how she had really gotten over her dislike of verbal humiliation to her husband these past months. He always sat watching her fuck this other man. Clearly she was finally realizing how much of a turn-on he found this, and now did it with gusto. Jonathan raised his cock free of his pants and stroked himself, smiling right back at her while he did this.
“You bet I am going to do just that darling.”
James sat up, stroked his gigantic cock, and savagely thrust into Ellie. He held her legs widely spread to give Jon a good view of her pussy. She arched her back with the rhythm of his animal grunts, grabbing onto his hips and spreading herself even wider before his onslaught, trying to accommodate him comfortably.
Jonathan shivered as he watched, the huge cock as thick as his own wrist. James pounded Ellie flat into the firm bed, reached for her lower legs to hold them folded to her chest, and smacked her ass while he continually rammed into her. Ellie had released his hips and merely clung to the bed covers for dear life, her mouth forming a round ‘O’ yet she was unable to cry out, or do anything besides lay gasping under the big black man on top of her.
When her orgasm came it was strong, rendering her shaking in James’s hands. He stopped thrusting when he felt the muscles of her sex tighten around him, and sat her up, still impaled on his cock. He lied down on his back, and placed her on top of him.
“Make me come little lady,” he growled, manipulating her body so easily as though she were a doll in his huge hands, which were back on her breasts, tweaking and teasing her swollen nipples roughly.
Jonathan’s view now consisted of Ellie’s beautiful pale round ass, leading up to a narrowed waist as she moved up and down on James, grinding her pelvis against his. Jonathan’s balls tightened with the pressure building in them for his desperation to have release. He squeezed his shaft, and stared in awe at how thick James looked in that position under his wife, his girth almost the same size as Ellie’s thighs, slipping in and out smoothly, lubricated by her body’s natural arousal and previous orgasm. He saw the moisture run down the inside of James’s thigh.
Ellie came again, and with this second contraction of muscles, James gripped her and thrust wildly from beneath her, stiffening when he emptied himself with a grunt. Jonathan bit down his own groans as he spilled his seed into his hand, and fell back in the chair spent, dizzy with the intensity of the release.
He watched as Ellie climbed off James, letting his cock slither from her pussy as she moved, limp and anaconda-like. She rolled onto her back and beckoned Jonathan closer, spreading her legs again.
“Come here, come and clean your wife up after she was fucked by another man.”
Her hair formed a wild red halo around her head, spreading out on the pillow, and her eyes sparkled in her flushed and glowing face. Jonathan had never imagined Ellie saying this,
and was caught off guard, utterly aroused again by the dirty language coming from such an angelic face. He was hard again as he approached her after putting his glass of wine down on the nearby table.
She took a handful of his hair, knotting her fingers in it, and pushed his face into her crotch. He smelled James there, but more, he smelled Ellie’s arousal. Her sex was coated in the evidence of her orgasms, a fragrant fluid on the lips and inner part of her sex. Her pussy gaped wide open from the penetration by James’s size, and Jonathan set to licking her clean, the smell of the latex condom also combining with the scent of their fucking in his nose, it was the heady aroma of sex.
