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  Kinky Clinic – Couples Therapy

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  By Lainey Fox

  Published by Scarlet Lantern Publishing

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  Kinky Clinic – Couples Therapy

  Kinky Clinic – Couples Therapy 2

  Kinky Clinic – Couples Therapy 3

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  The following story is full of romance, sex and sensuality. See the preview below for a bit of foreplay.

  “Please don’t hurt me, you are so big,” she said, her voice shaking.

  He lifted his face. “I won’t hurt you, the human body is an amazing thing, you’ll see,” he growled in her ear.

  He picked her up effortlessly, spreading her out on the bed, and stood back, removing his briefs and dropping them on the floor.

  “Jesus!” Jonathan said under his breath as the black cock fell almost to his knees.

  James parted Ellie’s thighs and lowered his mouth to her sex, licking her and squeezing her thighs. By the time he lifted his face from between her thighs, she was dripping with her own moisture. When he raised his body over hers, she lay trembling under him. James placed himself at the opening of the tight lips of her sex, her one leg raised above his hip, and slowly started to push forward, stretching her around the massive girth of his cock. She squirmed and tried to adjust her position, tilting her pelvis to accommodate him.

  “Oh God, that feels so tight, you won’t fit,” she moaned, her fingers tightly gripping his flanks.

  James covered her mouth with his lips as he whispered, “I fit just fine.”

  He was slowly pumping his hips, moving deeper every time.

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  Copyright © 2016 by Lainey Fox

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  This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, businesses, places, events and incidents are either the products of the author’s imagination or used in a fictitious manner. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, or actual events is purely coincidental.

  This book contains sexually explicit scenes and adult language.

  All characters in this work are 18 years of age or older.

  Kinky Clinic – Couples Therapy

  Book 1 of Kinky Clinic – Couples Therapy

  By Lainey Fox

  Published by Scarlet Lantern Publishing

  1

  “Ellie!” Jonathan exclaimed, rushing into the kitchen. The crash of breaking glass had reverberated through the house only moments before, and he knew his wife was more than a little bit accident prone. He stopped in the doorway to view the destruction before him, and saw her standing in front of the sink looking panic-stricken, her green eyes wide.

  “I am sorry honey, I broke that casserole dish your mother gave us for Christmas last year,”

  Ellie confessed as she held a dish towel wrapped around her hand.

  Jonathan saw the red soak through it as she spoke.

  “Sweetie, forget about the dish, you’re bleeding, let me see that.”

  He walked over to her and gently unwrapped the fabric, turning pale when he saw the cut that ran down the side of her thumb.

  “I need to take you to the ER,” he spoke fast and softly and rewrapped the injury.

  He very swiftly helped her to put on a jacket, put shoes on her feet, and took her out to the car. She sat quietly on the drive to Mercy Medical Centre, holding her hand elevated above her shoulder.

  “I am sure you are overreacting Jonathan, it’s not that serious, just a little cut.”

  He knew how much Ellie hated doctors and hospitals, but kept driving, “Ellie, be a big girl, you will at the very least need to have it cleaned and get a Tetanus shot.”

  He smiled when he caught sight of the pout on her soft lips though, she was the light of his life and such a beautiful woman. Ellie had soft red hair, and emerald green eyes, now large with fear and trepidation.

  They arrived at the ER to find it relatively quiet, and were immediately ushered into a small curtained cubicle. A nurse came to take down Ellie’s vitals, checking her blood pressure and temperature, while Jonathan filled in paperwork, the nurse patted Ellie’s shoulder.

  “Try to take deep breaths dear,” the nurse comforted. “Dr. Johnson is a good doctor and will be with you shortly.”

  When the doctor entered the room Jonathan heard Ellie’s intake of breath, and Jonathan raised his head to greet him. His own jaw dropped at the sight of Dr. James Johnson, a tall African American man with skin like ebony, and a soft smile on his large mouth.

  “Good evening Mr. and Mrs. Brown, what can I help with? I am Dr. Johnson.”

  His voice had an accent neither of them recognized, and as Ellie sat gaping at the obviously muscular physique of the man, who stood more than six feet tall. Jonathan stood from his seat to explain his wife’s injury.

  “Hi Dr. Johnson, I am Jonathan, this is Ellie, my wife, and she cut her hand. I think she needs stitches, it looked deep…”

  His voice trailed off and he stared at his wife’s reaction to the man. Ellie’s nipples stood prominently showing through her blouse and her jacket had fallen open, revealing her cleavage. He could see she was flushed right down to the line of her blouse-neck, and her breathing seemed quickened. She was aroused.

  Dr. Johnson took a step closer to her, and Jonathan caught her shifting her seat on the bed, squirming uncomfortably and blushing darkly when he removed the towel from her hand. Jonathan was in awe at how pale she seemed in comparison to the dark ebony hand now holding hers tenderly. The bleeding had stopped, and he watched as Dr. Johnson turned her hand this way and that, examining the wound.

  “I doubt you will need stitches, it isn’t actually that deep, but I will wash it out for you and bandage it properly,” he spoke softly, with a musical cadence to his voice.

  Ellie exhaled loudly, “Thank goodness! I hate needles so much.”

  With a chuckle, while placing surgical drapes under her hand and wheeling a trolley closer, the doctor glanced up at her.

  “Don’t get too excited yet young lady, I’ll still need to give you a preventative shot when we are done.”

  Jonathan sat there watching them interact, and felt his own inadequacy painfully. Ellie giggled when she had to bare her naked behind to have the shot, but he saw her bite her lip nervously as a spot on her skin was swabbed with cold alcohol.

  “This is a bit of a mean one, so just hang in there okay?” Dr. Johnson patted her back, and Jonathan saw him preparing the syringe.

  Ellie squealed loudly when the doctor plunged the hypodermic into her round cheek, but stayed still, and it was all over in a flash.

  “Good girl,” He said softly, “And if I may say so, you have a delicious pair of cheeks here, so firm and… Sorry if that was an inappropriate comment.”

  Jonathan chuckled, “What woman doesn’t like to be flattered?”

  Dr. Johnson gazed intently at him, and glanced again at Ellie, who was straightening her clothes. He seemed so comfortable with her, Jonathan thought.

  “Doc, are you new in town? You have a foreign accent,” Jonathan asked.

  Dr. Johnson nodded, “Yes, I am from Tanzania, in Africa, I have been here for three weeks now, and have yet to see the town or really meet anyone.”

  Jonathan smiled, “Well, why don’t you join us for dinner tomorrow evening? My Ellie cooks a mean roast, and then you’ll have met us.”

  The tall man seemed to think fo
r a while, and then smiled back broadly.

  “Okay, I would like that, it’s been forever since I had a home cooked meal.”

  He stared again at Ellie, who now sat smiling sweetly, and Jonathan saw his gaze drop to her ample breasts, a lustful look in his eyes. Jonathan stood, took her hand, and they parted ways having exchanged contact details and set dinner for seven the following night.

  In the car Jonathan turned to Ellie, “You liked him right? I wasn’t mistaken…”

  Ellie blushed again, and squirmed under his gaze.

  “I did, you could tell that easily?” She met his level look and paled. “Jonathan, what are you planning?”

  He started up the car and smiled, “A surprise for you, don’t worry, if it works out I know you will enjoy it.”

  They drove home in relative silence, and when they walked through the door, Jonathan handed her two of the painkillers she had been prescribed with a glass of water. He helped her wash her face and undress, kissing her forehead as they stood in the bathroom. The pair climbed into bed and Ellie pulled him to their bed to curl up, snuggling close to his side under the covers.

  “I love you honey,” She whispered sleepily, just before passing out.

  Jonathan pulled her closer to him, into his arms, “I love you too sweet pea.”

  2

  The following evening when James Johnson arrived at their door, Ellie wore a soft baby-pink dress, and Jonathan sat gazing appreciatively at how well the clinging fabric flattered her hourglass curves and big breasts. The wine stood breathing on the counter, and Ellie smiled sweetly at James as she opened the door for him.

  “Good evening doc, how are you doing?”

  He handed her a bunch of roses and a bottle of wine, steeping through the door.

  “I am well thanks, it’s nice to be out of my apartment. How is your hand feeling Ellie?”

  He kissed her cheek in greeting, and Jonathan grinned, her cheeks flushed bright red at the contact. He hoped his plan really would work.

  She wiggled her fingers in front of her, “All good as new thanks to you, let me have a glass of wine and I won’t even know it’s injured.”

  They sat down at the table for dinner, Jonathan breathing in the scent of roast beef and potatoes.

  “Oh boy, you are in for a treat doc,” Jonathan exclaimed. “She’s a great cook!”

  “As all good women should, according to my mother at home anyway,” James said, chewing appreciatively.

  The men ate their fill, and Jonathan saw James follow her movements as Ellie filled their glasses frequently. After the meal he led James to the living room, and poured brandy for them, and watched Ellie carry in a tray with coffee and home baked chocolate chip cookies.

  “James, I have a proposition for you,” Jonathan picked up his coffee, taking a sip of the strong black liquid.

  “I’m all ears,” the other man said, mimicking his movements.

  “I am not going to beat around the bush, I want you to fuck my wife while I watch.”

  James nearly spat coffee halfway across the floor, while Ellie’s cup almost shattered as she banged it down in its saucer.

  “You want what?” They both exclaimed simultaneously.

  Jonathan shrugged and held up a hand to silence Ellie, who sat gaping at him.

  “Would you consider that doc? I saw you watching her, and I know she is attracted to you, it’s really quite obvious.”

  He watched James assess the statement, and then he spoke, “I don’t believe this, are you for real?” He asked, frowning at Jonathan, who nodded.

  “Look, I don’t really please her anymore… I have certain problems in that area, and I want her satisfied. I am not a jealous man, and you are an attractive, let’s call it a ‘gift’ for her.”

  James shrugged and exhaled loudly. The bulge forming between his legs giving away the words he was about to speak.

  “Okay, I have never done this, but we can give it a go.” He smiled at Ellie, his eyes fixated on the swell of her breasts in the tightly fitted dress. “She certainly is a beautiful woman.

  ***

  Jonathan seated himself in the armchair in the bedroom, a fresh snifter of brandy in his hand as he watched Ellie approach the bed. It stood freshly made, the linen dark purple, contrasting beautifully with her pale skin.

  He swallowed hard when James stripped, watching the muscles ripple under his dark ebony skin. He almost choked on his drink when the big man removed his pants, and Ellie gasped, staring at the bulge in his briefs.

  “Oh dear God,” she said, swallowing and covering her mouth.

  For his part, Jonathan stifled his response. The man looked to have a cock the size of his arm! Dr. Johnson approached Ellie, and reached for her, cupping her face in his hands.

  “You have the most delicious body pretty girl.”

  At the age of twenty seven, Ellie had not yet had children, and her skin was firm and free of stretch marks. Her breasts, a luscious DD, were high and perky on her chest, and her areola a dusky pink, now darkening with her desire. Her body was free of hair, as Jonathan had instructed her, and he saw the dampness between her prominent lips.

  The contrast between the skin-tones of the soon-to-be-lovers was staggering, Ivory pale and ebony dark, and Jonathan sat mesmerized as they kissed and slowly started entwining their limbs. Ellie threw her head back as James fixed his lips onto her neck, and she whimpered slightly when his hand closed on her breast, covering it completely.

  “Please don’t hurt me, you are so big,” she said, her voice shaking.

  He lifted his face. “I won’t hurt you, the human body is an amazing thing, you’ll see,” he growled in her ear.

  He picked her up effortlessly, spreading her out on the bed, and stood back, removing his briefs and dropping them on the floor.

  “Jesus!” Jonathan said under his breath as the black cock fell almost to his knees.

  James parted Ellie’s thighs and lowered his mouth to her sex, licking her and squeezing her thighs. By the time he lifted his face from between her thighs, she was dripping with her own moisture. When he raised his body over hers, she lay trembling under him. James placed himself at the opening of the tight lips of her sex, her one leg raised above his hip, and slowly started to push forward, stretching her around the massive girth of his cock. She squirmed and tried to adjust her position, tilting her pelvis to accommodate him.

  “Oh God, that feels so tight, you won’t fit,” she moaned, her fingers tightly gripping his flanks.

  James covered her mouth with his lips as he whispered, “I’ll fit just fine.”

  He was slowly pumping his hips, moving deeper every time.

  Jonathan watched, still entranced by the bodies on the bed. Ellie’s cries were music to his ears, and they were positioned in such a way that when she dropped her head over the edge of the bed, she stared directly into his eyes. He felt himself harden as her ecstasy reached its zenith, and she was racked in spasm around James in orgasm. Her chest flushed, and as Jonathan’s gaze moved down her body, he saw goose bumps break out across the smooth skin of her belly and breasts. Her nipples looked hard as marbles, it was all Jonathan could do to avoid reaching out and tweaking one between his fingers, and she wrapped her legs around James, holding him to her body. James groaned and stiffened over Jonathan’s wife, and collapsed onto his elbows, his skin coated in a thin film of sweat.

  Jonathan stood, and left them for a moment, walking into the bedroom, shutting the door behind him. He didn’t need to witness the disentanglement of their two bodies, they would appreciate a little privacy no doubt.

  Jonathan stared for a long time at a picture hanging on the wall of him and Ellie on their wedding day, it was five years ago that they had said their vows, when she had been twenty two, and soon after that day his problems had begun. An erection that didn’t last, and some days he simply could not get her to orgasm, no matter what he tried. This though, seeing her so flushed with pleasure had rendered him hard as s
tone, Granite.

  He shut the bathroom door behind himself and pulled down his jeans, staring at the length and girth of his own manhood. Having seen James’s huge cock, he felt incredibly conscious of his lacks. It didn’t faze him one bit that Ellie had experienced that though, it made him happy to see her that happy. He wondered what it would feel like to be more involved, to maybe masturbate while they fucked right in front of him, even touch her perhaps? Yes, that turned him on. He would discuss the idea with Ellie, when he went out to join them again.