Kinky Clinic – Couples Therapy 3 Book Bundle

by Lainey Fox

  Ellie ground herself on his mouth, covering his face in her ambrosia, and Jonathan sucked, licked and nibbled till she was spotlessly clean. He sat up, and she burst into giggles, a mischievous look on her face.

  “Well now, different to usual hey? Jon?” She asked while he sat wiping his mouth with a towel.

  He nodded.

  “I liked that. And the position you folded her into, damn James, you are creative!”

  He glanced at James where he stood now, putting on his briefs, James simply chuckled.

  “It’s just instinct Jon, let go and just ‘do’ where sex is concerned. I think you tend to over think everything, you are very methodical and almost want a recipe or instructions?”

  Jonathan nodded, it was an accurate assessment of the perfectionist personality he had.

  They moved to the kitchen and sat at the counter with cups of coffee, when Ellie bit her lip. Jonathan raised an eyebrow at her.

  “Oh boy, that expression means you are thinking hard about something,” he said, reaching for his coffee.

  Ellie grinned, “I am thinking, but I think I’ll keep what’s going on in my head to myself for now.”

  When they parted ways about an hour later, there was the same friendly manner as always, and no awkwardness whatsoever.

  Their interaction was still exactly the way Jonathan wanted it, a group activity, and no solo ventures with James and Ellie. He always carried the fear that she would get emotionally tangled with James, but so far it hadn’t happened. What he consented to was sex, and only that. He looked after her emotional needs and cared for her after their get-togethers when she felt a bit rough around the edges.

  Jonathan took Ellie to bed and they snuggled up under the covers while he tenderly stroked her back.

  “I am still enjoying this, these times we get together with James, are you baby?” He asked in her ear while he kissed her neck.

  She turned to face him, “I am, I just kind of have this fantasy about a threesome with you two, but I guess that would be too awkward…”

  Ellie had no idea that Jonathan had been planning exactly that for about a month now, and merely had to broach the subject with James to see if he would respond favorably. He fell asleep while Ellie wiggled to get comfortable in his arms, and dreamed of their wedding day so many years ago.

  2

  When Jonathan broached the subject with James while the two men sat down to lunch in the hospital cafeteria the following week as they did once a week or so, James sat thinking for a while.

  “It’s not like I haven’t done it before, but will Ellie be comfortable with the idea of two men simultaneously?” He asked.

  Jonathan smiled, “You see, she already has this as a fantasy for something she wants to do. I know she will love it.”

  James nodded, “Okay, well, we can plan it, because if you know who is supposed to be where, it helps in a devil’s threesome. You will have to be okay with me telling you what to do too, because that is a turn on for Ellie, the authoritative male role, that is.”

  Jonathan spat out a mouthful of the burger he was eating and choked.

  “A what?! What is a devil’s threesome?” He exclaimed.

  With a laugh James explained, “A threesome with two men and one woman.”

  “Okay, all this terminology is new to me. And I am okay with you telling me what to do doc, as long as there are no human sacrifice-type rituals on the cards that is, I know it gets Ellie wet,” Jonathan said, looking down at his food.

  ***

  The week dragged, and work was slow for Jonathan, he did appreciate one aspect of it though. Having his own office and relative privacy as his laptop screen was protected from public view, he could search for videos of threesomes with two men, and found that he really liked the idea more and more as time passed. He didn’t feel guilty for essentially watching porn, he was doing research after all.

  They were having dinner with James that night, not the big event yet, but just some regular fun, for Ellie. Jonathan noticed how she got moody and snappy when she went for too long without sex, and enjoyed being able to remedy that by simply calling James. He now stood in the doorway, watching Ellie’s nails score deep scratches down the other man’s back on their spare bedroom bed. They kept this activity away from their own bed, having dedicated this bedroom to external fun.

  The sounds of Ellie coming sent shivers down Jonathan’s spine, and he turned from the room, content that she was having fun, hearing the sounds of their fucking echo down the passage all the way to the kitchen. He picked a beer up out of the fridge and sat down staring at the stars through the plate glass windows to the pool area.

  James was single, and Jonathan knew he was enjoying the regular and creative sex with Ellie, who was by all accounts a very sexy woman and game to try anything. With her hourglass curves and long red hair she made many a man weak at the knees. Jonathan had chosen James because of the chemistry that had resonated between him and Ellie one night when she cut her hand and ended up at the ER.

  Things simply blossomed from there to where they were now, and he knew it wouldn’t last, but for now, he and Ellie were both enjoying the ride many married couples never got to experience due to petty jealousy and possessiveness.

  It was early evening on Thursday when Ellie scrubbed the floor, down on her hands and knees. She wore a short sundress and was barefoot. Jonathan sat watching from the living room as she did this, and stopped to brush a strand of hair from her face. He had offered to hire a house keeper for her so that she would not have to do this, but she had argued, saying she enjoyed looking after the house.

  “Baby, when do you want to have a date night with James again?” He asked, standing to join her in the kitchen.

  Ellie sat back on her knees, and looked up at him.

  “Why don’t we see if he is free on Saturday afternoon, I will cook lunch and we can have a relaxing time here?” She asked.

  Jonathan nodded, “I will email him.”

  He did just that while Ellie finished up and walked off to the bathroom. They chatted for a long while via IM and agreed to surprise Ellie by revisiting the theatre she had been in with James once before, a place she found intimidating, and simultaneously arousing. He followed her to the bathroom, stopping on the way to place the brand new Hitachi wand on the bed, and then he stripped naked, joining her in the shower.

  “I have a surprise on the bed for you,” he said, picking up a sponge to wash her body.

  Ellie rubbed her soap-slick skin against him, covering him in bubbles and soap-suds.

  “Hmm, what is that?” She purred.

  Jonathan continued washing her, rubbing the sponge over her breasts and around her, down to her ass.

  “It is on the bed, and you will see what it is shortly.”

  They finished washing and stepped out from under the jets. Jonathan dried her off with a fluffy towel while she stood still for him and led her to the bed. Her eyes lit up when she saw the wand, and she bounced with excitement.

  “I have wanted one of those since I first read about them in cosmopolitan!” She squealed.

  Jonathan picked it up and gestured for her to lay down, smiling mischievously.

  “Let me try it out then Mrs. Brown,” he cackled, imitating a maniacal witch, and flicking the switch to make it emit a loud buzzing noise as he wielded the toy.

  Ellie lay down on the bed and parted her thighs, staring at him from between her own legs as Jonathan crawled toward her. He stroked the lips of her sex, watching them engorge and part to reveal the magical spot he wanted access to, where the pink gem glowed against her even pinker skin on the nub of her clitoris. He pushed the lips farther apart and placed the head of the wand against the gem on her clit, his fingers came away slick with the fluid she exuded, a honey-like sweet scented silky liquid.

  Jonathan looked straight into Ellie’s eyes as he licked his fingers. She bit her lip and wiggled, looking for the vibration he had not yet turned on. When he did fl
ick the switch, her response was priceless. She bucked off the surface of the bed with a gasp and her back arched. He held the head on her clit through her squirming, and she settled down breathing hard, her thighs almost instantly beginning to tremble with her orgasm.

  Jonathan thanked the inventors, distributors and every other human he could think of, plus a couple of deities for the invention of the orgasm mass-production tool he now held in his hand. He had never done this to Ellie, not even when they were newly married or before, while dating.

  Ellie lost count of how many times she came, but when Jonathan removed the toy from her clit, she lay shaking and sweating, as though she had run a race, and her legs trembled so badly she could not stand. She crawled into Jonathan’s arms when he climbed on the bed beside her and lay panting for a long while.

  He wiped the sweat-damp hair from her forehead and stood again, coming back with a warm wet facecloth to wipe her down from head to toe. As he moved it across her skin her nipples hardened, and she was so over-sensitized by the multiple orgasms, she squirmed away from the contact.

  He dropped the cloth to the floor beside the bed and pulled her into his arms, kissing her gently. Ellie opened her lips, sucking on his tongue and they made out like high-school teenagers.

  Ellie had not had such a lustful reaction to his touches and kisses in a very long time, and as he pressed his hips to hers, she folded her legs around him.

  “I am glad you can still love me,” she whispered in his neck.

  Jonathan’s hand tightened on her lower back and he smiled at her, “I couldn’t love another, I will always be yours no matter what Ellie.”

  The next morning when Jonathan went off to work he had an uncanny spring in his step, and felt that he could cope with whatever the day brought.

  Satisfying Ellie had been the most satisfied he had ever been, even without an orgasm of his own.

  3

  On Saturday, instead of allowing Ellie to cook, Jonathan suggested they get take out and have pizza and beers.

  “Come with me to go get the food baby?” He asked,, picking up his keys to leave.

  Ellie sighed and looked at him from where she lay relaxed on the couch, classical music playing in the background.

  “You can’t go alone?” She whined.

  “No, I’d like you to come with me,” he insisted.

  Once they were in the car Jonathan tossed a blindfold at Ellie, as per James’s instructions.

  “Put this on baby,” he said, a smile on his face.

  He would have never thought of it, but James had reminded him that Ellie had enjoyed the blindfold previously.

  Ellie frowned at him, “Why?”

  “It’s a surprise, now put it on,” he said, and started up the car.

  Once Ellie’s eyes were properly covered, he drove off, taking a roundabout route that would confuse her. He didn’t want her to figure out where they were going quite yet.

  He parked a distance from the entrance and took her by the elbow to lead her. Jonathan unlocked the door, and helped Ellie through, watching her face as that familiar smell of sterile hospital reached her nose. She broke out in goose flesh and shivered.

  “I know where we are Jon, you can take the blindfold off,” she said this smiling.

  He patted her arm as he led her down the long corridor, “Oh no, it stays on.”

  As he got to the theatre door, he guided her to the table, a different one this time, or the same chair, but it was lowered, flat-topped. And the stirrups were gone. Beside it, James stood grinning, wielding a pair of surgical shears to cut her clothing off.

  Ellie was dressed in jeans and a t-shirt, and wore no bra, her breasts bounced perkily under the cotton fabric as they lifted her and lay her on the table. James slipped the shears into the foot of her jeans and snipped, cutting them to her waist, leaving them hanging by a tatter, he did the same with the other leg, and then cut her t-shirt right up the middle.

  “That’s better,” James said.

  Jonathan saw the doctor stiffening under his own clothing, the enormous bulge of his cock standing out against his chinos. James looked at Ellie’s laid out body, and then at Jonathan.

  “I think you should give your wife something to keep her mouth occupied Mr. Brown.”

  He pushed Ellie up the table, letting her head fall slightly over the top edge, still well supported though. Jonathan grasped his meaning, and felt his own erection harden even more. He placed himself at the head of the bed, looking down at Ellie’s blindfolded, flushed face, and her breasts, that had ridden up on her chest, with those rose colored areola, and pointed, hard nipples. He pulled his cock from his pants, and knotted a hand in Ellie’s hair as she whimpered slightly, adjusting her head. Jonathan placed the head of his cock on her lips, watching as she parted her lips and took him in her mouth, sucking and wetting him with her saliva.

  James picked up the same little electrical butt-plug Ellie had loved the last time they had brought her here, and lubricated it. He raised her legs up, resting her feet on the shortened table, and parted her cheeks. Jonathan felt her moan around him where she still sucked lustily, and pressed his free hand onto her chest, teasing her nipples with gentle pinches.

  When James slid the plug into her, she arched her back on the table and grasped the sides of it tightly. She uttered little sounds of pleasure as James switched on the current, and twitched as it sent tingles through her body. He picked up the set of forceps next and passed them to Jonathan.

  “Clamp her nipples nice and tightly in these why don’t you Jonathan, we need to give her something to remember here,” he said.

  This was difficult to concentrate on, with Ellie’s mouth locked around him, and it took all of Jonathan’s concentration as he leaned forward, pulled up a nipple between his thumb and forefinger, then clamped the forceps around it, watching the nipple turn bright red as the handles locked, holding her flesh tightly in its merciless grasp. He felt her jaw clench at the sensation and repeated the procedure with the other breast.

  Jonathan straightened and placed his hands on either side of her shoulders, breathing hard while Ellie still sucked determinedly on his cock. He was so close to coming he could hardly see straight, and looked over to James’s end of the table again, to see the push Ellie’s legs widely apart. This gave Jonathan a spectacular view of her sex, with her clit engorged, the little pink gem sparkling innocently in her skin.

  He saw James place the covered head of his cock at the lips of Ellie’s swollen opening, her skin shiny with arousal and wetness. He watched mesmerized as the gigantic cock slid into her, the muscles pulsing around James as he thrust in, and her thighs trembling. Around his own cock her mouth tightened as she moaned. Her body writhed in their hands, and Jonathan reached for the clamped forceps, tweaking them, pulling on her tender nipples. At the foot of the table James stood buried to the hilt in his wife’s pussy, and reached to his tray of tricks, picking up a small tub of ointment.

  “This is a menthol rub, I like applying it to a woman’s clit, or even covering a butt plug in it. The feeling is intense and sensitizing.”

  He used a finger to rub the goo onto Ellie’s clit, massaging firmly while he slowly moved in her.

  Jonathan came explosively in Ellie’ mouth, ramming hard, all the way down her throat as he saw stars dance in front of his eyes. He pulled from her mouth and stood watching her splutter and drool slightly.

  He pushed her more toward James so that her neck could rest comfortably, and James let go of massaging her clit to hold on to her thighs. Ellie scrunched up her face, and let out a low moan, “That burns, oh God. Don’t stop, don’t stop moving.”

  Jonathan stood back, and leaned against the wall to watch as he slipped his pants back on properly. James’s fingers left dents in Ellie’s legs where he held onto her, and there was desperation in his fucking that hadn’t been there before.

  Ellie held tightly onto the sides of the table, her head rolled sideways as she looked at Jonatha
n, the blindfold long since lying on the tiles, and when she came, tears rolled from her eyes with the intensity of it.

  Her legs went around James’s body, holding him to her as her muscles convulsed around her. James groaned, throwing his head back as his buttocks clenched. He collapsed on his elbows over her and heaved his breathing, spent.

  When he disentangled himself from Ellie’s legs and stood back, he removed the condom and wiped himself, flinching when some of the menthol rub got on the head of his cock. He pulled his pants on and ran a hand across his face, then moved to remove the clamps from Ellie’s breasts and wipe the menthol rub off her clit and sex, as she lay whimpering. He removed the plug from her ass and she gasped, and then burst out giggling. She squealed at the sensation of the cold wipes on her, but lay still until James was done, then she sat upright and stared at them both.