The Sex Therapist Pt. 03: The Couple

[Author's Note: This story was originally published as: "Fucking Our Therapist & Her Husband." I have retitled it to fit better in the series, but the text is the same. This is Part 3 of a series about a sex therapist who treats her patients by fucking them! It's pure fantasy, but what if it were real!! Enjoy! -- Loving Feeling]

My nerves were getting to me. I noticed my hands shaking just a bit as I pulled on white satiny panties over my shaved mound. My husband and I were going on a very unusual date, if you could call it that, and I wasn't at all sure what to expect.

I looked in the mirror after adjusting the panties. My medium-sized breasts looked inviting, but would Keith finally be able to enjoy them? I cupped my boobs and tweaked the nipples. They stood up firm and erect. I put on a matching white bra -- with very thin fabric.

My auburn hair came half-way down my back. It framed a body that I kept toned -- slender arms, flat stomach, athletic legs. But no matter how pretty I was, Keith and I had stopped making love. After months of frustration, our friends Matt and Judy recommended us to Dr. Cynthia Heller.

Not only is Dr. Heller gorgeous, but she also practices an unusual form of psychotherapy called "Participatory Sexual Therapy." Cynthia theorized that if Keith and I turned our sexual focus onto her, that she could in turn arouse our sexual desires for each other once again. She'd been right.

On day one, she seduced me into my first lesbian experience while Keith masturbated next to us. On day two she seduced Keith into fucking her pussy and her ass while I learned how to suck off his dick. Afterwards she claimed we were ready to graduate into having sex with each other. To finalize our treatment, she'd invited us over to her house for dinner and to meet her husband, Jermone.

I pulled on a short black skirt and realized that it wasn't just having sex with Keith that was making me nervous, it was the fact that Cynthia wanted us to watch her and Jerome fuck -- and have them watch us!

As I buttoned up my sheer silk blouse, Keith came into the bathroom.

"How are you feeling about tonight?" I asked.

Keith was wearing khakis, a button-down shirt and a jacket. He looked so handsome. Tall, sandy blonde hair, athletic. But such a kind face. Over the last two days I'd remembered why we'd fallen in love -- and felt the romantic spark start again.

"Which part?" he said, touching my shoulder. "The part where you and I finally get to make love again, or the part where we might have an audience!"

I chuckled. "Both, I guess. I mean, in some ways I'd love to take off our clothes and invite you into my pussy right now!"

"I know what you mean. But we promised Cynthia. And... maybe she has some other things she needs to teach us or tell us. You know... therapy stuff."

"I know," I nodded. "And what do you think about meeting her husband?"

"I guess we'll just see how the evening goes," Keith said. "If we feel uncomfortable, we'll just leave. But it could be exciting to see Cynthia with another man."

Keith and I drove in silence, my nervousness growing -- but also a feeling excitement. Watching Keith fuck Cynthia with his hard cock got me wanting him like never before.

Dr. Heller lived in a lovely home along a wooded lane. Her driveway curved around a grove of trees and up a small hill. The house itself was large -- two stories with wings to either side of a central entryway. The driveway curved around under a spacious wood and stone awning that formed a covered area in front of the main entryway. It was opulent but not outlandish.

As we pulled up, Cynthia stepped out of large wooden double doors. She opened my door, and I stepped out. She was stunning. Her long brown hair over her shoulders, her signature silk blouse framing her large breasts -- and no bra. Her upturned nipples stood out and I couldn't help but stare.

"You guys found us okay!" she said, hugging me. I felt her hard nipples against my chest and was already a little aroused.

"It was easy," I said, pulling back.

Cynthia smiled and came in for a kiss. She lingered on my lips and my mind lingered on memories of her mouth, bringing my pussy to an intense orgasm just days before.

Keith opened his door, and Cynthia came around to the driver's side. They kissed as well -- a familiar and intimate kiss.

"Welcome to my home," she said as they broke off.

As Cynthia turned, my gaze went to the front door. Standing there was a man who was obviously her husband, Jermone.

Jermone was tall -- a bit taller than Keith. He had brown wavy hair and clearly worked out. His shoulders and arms were thick with muscles. His waist curved in and gave way to equally muscular legs. He was wearing a tan shirt and jeans. He looked casual and easy going. And he was smiling broadly.

"So glad to meet you," he said, reaching out his hand to shake Keith's. "Cynthia has told me so much about you."

"Nice to meet you too, Jermone," I said as he came in for a hug. I could feel how strong he was as his arms wrapped around me.

"Please... come in!" he said, ushering us through the doors.

The inside of their home was equally as beautiful. Their entryway was a full two stories tall. Two circular staircases wound up to the second story, and a large chandelier filled the space in between.

They ushered us into a large living room where we sat on comfy couches. They poured generous glasses of pinot noir with fried calamari as an appetizer. I was glad for the wine. By the second glass I felt myself relax -- a little.

Turns out, Jerome and Cynthia cook together, all the time. They finished prep on a dinner of poached salmon in their chef's kitchen and served up the delicious smelling food in a cozy dining room. I got the idea they had more than one of these!

"So... Jerome," I started as we dove into the entre, "you said Cynthia has told you all about us. How much is 'all'?"

Both Cynthia and Jerome smiled. It was Cynthia who spoke. "Jerome and I consult on all my cases. It's part of the unusual nature of Participatory Sexual Therapy."

"Don't worry," Jerome said, laying his hand on Cynthia's, who was sitting next to him. "Everything is kept strictly confidential between the four of us. Cyn says the final portion of her work involving the two of us is vital to your healing -- and I've seen it work firsthand. But to answer your question -- she's gone into great detail about her lovemaking with each of you. Very hot!"

I felt heat rise in my face. At first, I felt embarrassed that our sexual secrets had been shared. But then my mind started wondering how many other couples had come to dinner here and what had transpired -- how much sex took place under their roof. I found myself imagining naked couples fucking each other in every room. It was actually a bit arousing!

"You don't mind your wife sleeping with other people?" Keith asked.

"Not at all," Jerome answered. "We keep our shared intimacy to Cyn's clients and, um, former clients. It's great to see couples doing well sexually and... it's fun and very erotic for us too."

"So how does this work then?" I asked, curious -- and nervous again.

Cynthia smiled. "You remember Sexual Object Focus?"

We nodded. "We shift our sexual focus onto you, and you help us focus it back on each other. Something like that?" I said.

"Exactly!" Cynthia said. "To help with that process, I'm going to ask the two of you to witness me being intimate with Jerome. We do it in a special room set aside for this purpose."

"Oh... wow!" I said.

"There's no pressure for you to do anything," Cynthia said. "I just ask that you go with whatever you're feeling and wanting to do -- and communicate with each other."

I looked at Keith. I could tell he was nervous too. Somehow that made me feel better.

"Why don't I refresh our drinks, and we reconvene down the hall? Jermone can show you the way."

We stood. I felt very hesitant but trusted Cynthia. And I was getting a bit curious about seeing her, and her husband -- engaging in sex in the same room as us.

Jerome led the way while Cynthia grabbed another bottle of wine from the kitchen. In the hallway on the first floor, we went by several doors -- all closed. At the end, double French doors stood open. I could see soft light coming from inside.

"Right in here," Jerome said, and entered the room.

I walked in with Keith. The room was a huge square -- at least twice the size of a normal master bedroom. On the far side I could see a dressing area and maybe a bathroom, but what really caught my eye was what filled the center of the room -- a series of cushions, laid out on the floor. I'm not good at sizing things but it easily looked like a fifteen-foot square of comfort. Along the edge of the room were couches with large sitting areas -- more like daybeds. The whole thing was lit by some sort of hidden source -- casting a soft glow on everything.

"Wow!" I said to Keith, who stood next to me looking around in wonder.

"You like?" Cynthia said as she came into the room.

"Impressive," Keith said, letting Cynthia refill his glass.

"I'll say," I said, sitting on the edge of one of the couches and accepting more wine.

Keith sat next to me. We took a sip and set our wine glasses down. I grabbed Keith's hand.

Cynthia put her glass and the bottle on a side table and approached Jerome. "I've been thinking about getting undressed with you all night!"

"Well, let's not wait any longer!" Jerome answered.

The couple embraced, Jerome reaching behind and cupping Cynthia's ass cheeks, pulling her close. They kissed, and I could see their tongues going in and out and across their mouths. They kept kissing while Cynthia slowly unbuttoned Jerome's shirt. She pulled it off his arms and it fell to the floor.

"Mm, I love your nipples," Cynthia said, putting her mouth on one and sucking in.

Jerome's chest was indeed very muscular. His pecks made his nipples stand out even more. She kissed and licked each one.

"A man likes to have his nipples licked too," Cynthia said, turning towards us.

Jerome ran his fingers over Cynthia's nipples, poking out even more from her silky blouse. He put her nipples between his index and middle fingers and squeezed them, moving up and down.

"Oh!" Cynthia gasped, a shiver going up and down.

It took a moment for me to realize that they were starting to make love -- right there about five feet away from us. I looked over at Keith who was mesmerized by the scene. I also thought I noticed a bulge starting to form in his pants.

"Why don't you take it off so you can have better access?" Cynthia said.

Jerome kissed and licked her neck while he unbuttoned the blouse. Soon her large breasts were free, bouncing just slightly. Jerome moved over and started kissing them, sucking on her tits -- tits I'd had in my mouth just a couple of days ago.

"Oh... that's it," Cynthia purred. "Suckle me, baby. Ooh! Makes me feel so tingly!"

Cynthia pulled Jerome up and they kissed again. I saw Cynthia's hands undo Jerome's belt. This was getting serious. She undid his pants, and they fell to his ankles. He was wearing blue-patterned boxer briefs that came quite a way down his thighs. What I noticed right away was that they were sheer. I could see his cock clearly through the fabric -- pushed way out to the side, the underside of his dick -- and the mushroom-shaped head with a channel leading to a small hole -- a hole where I knew his cum would spurt out.

I shifted on the couch. Up until that point I had been unaware that I was getting aroused. Seeing Cynthia's boobs with her hard nipples -- and Jerome's very large cock was turning me on. I also realized I was no longer nervous.

Jerome stepped out of his pants and Cynthia ran her hands along the length of his dick -- one hand under and one over, sliding them back and forth.

"Oh... mm!" Jerome sighed. I saw his cock jump and grow an inch at her touch.

I involuntarily used my free hand to rub across one of my nipples. I glanced down and saw Keith reposition himself -- his dick growing in length and pushing up and across his crotch.

"Your turn," Jerome said, undoing the clasp that held Cynthia's skirt up. Once loose, it fell to the floor, revealing a pair of pink panties.

Jerome ran his fingers along her mound, and she shivered -- their lips connecting again as they caressed each other.

Now just in their underwear, the couple got down on the cushions, laying facing each other, their half-naked bodies pressing against one another.

I turned to Keith, and we kissed. I felt his warm tongue in my mouth, sending signals to my pussy. I was getting wet and very aroused. There was this sexual energy in the room that egged me on. I wanted Keith -- wanted him badly. And based on his hard cock -- he wanted me too.

Out of the corner of my eye, I saw Cynthia push Jerome over on his back. She climbed on top of him, adjusted his cock, and started riding him -- still in her underwear. It was so hot! His boxer briefs got instantly wet with her juices, showing his big cock even more clearly.

I felt Keith's hand on my breast, kneading and cupping it.

"Oh... Keith... touch me!" I said, breaking off. "Your hand... mm!"

I placed my hand on his crotch and felt the outline of an erection.

"Mm... oh," he moaned as I kneaded his cock through his pants.

I heard more moaning from the cushions. I looked up -- Cynthia had crawled up on Jerome and put her pussy in his face. He was kissing and licking her through her now soaked panties, while she turned slightly and grasped his cock through the briefs.

I opened my legs and pulled Keith's hand from my breast to my crotch.

"So wet!" he said as he touched me.

A feeling of sexual electricity shot through me at my husband's touch. He pushed in on my clit and my hips shot up in the air. I felt his fingers reach around the hem of my panties and touch me with his bare fingers. More electricity.

"Oh... fuck... Keith!" I moaned. "Lick me!"

As Keith got off the couch to face me, I opened my legs, and he pulled off my panties. His head came up and I nearly came when his tongue touched my pussy lips. I grabbed the back of his head and pulled him in closer. I ground myself against him as he brought me closer to an orgasm.

As I sat there, Cynthia moved back down, pulling Jerome's briefs off in one fluid motion. I saw his dick for the first time. It was bigger than Keith's -- thick, long, pulsating -- a little dribble of liquid coming off the tip. He was also shaved. The effect was amazing -- Cynthia with her trimmed brown bush and Jerome -- hairless.

"Oh!" I gasped, feeling Keith eating me out and viewing Jerome's huge member only feet from me.

Cynthia moved back up and took his cock in her mouth -- slurping, licking, sucking. I couldn't believe how much she could get in -- it went nearly all the way down her throat. Jerome threw his head back and held her hair out of the way so he could watch her.

I pushed Keith off my pussy. As he stood, I undid his belt and pants. He shoved them off and took off his shirt. His cock popped out of his briefs -- all hard and full. I leaned in and kissed the soft head, looking up into his eyes as I licked around it.

"Mm... oh yeah," he moaned.

I took him deep in my mouth -- inspired by watching Cynthia. I went down, sucked in and pulled back up.

"Oh!" Keith gasped.

I'd never done a blowjob before our time with Cynthia. Now I knew what I was missing. I sucked Keith hard. He started fucking my mouth. It felt wonderful!

"Oh!" I heard.

I came off Keith and we both turned. Cynthia was on her back, her legs open and Jerome's mouth on her pussy. You could tell he knew what he was doing -- he'd suck on her clit, put his fingers in her pussy -- then move up and suckle her tits.

"Oh... fuck... Jerome!" she moaned.

I stood and Keith undid my blouse. I reached around back and undid my bra. Keith immediately took my nipples into his mouth -- sucking, licking, slurping. I felt incredible.

"I want to fuck you now," I heard Jerome say.

I looked over and he'd positioned his big cock at her opening. She was so wet that he could easily coat his dick with her juices before entering her -- his dick disappearing all the way into her pussy.

"Oh!" she cried. "So big... fuck... fuck me!"

Jerome pulled out and pushed in. Cynthia wrapped her legs around him as they fucked. They both moaned and were breathing hard.

I decided our time had come. It had been months since we'd made love. No book or talk therapy had helped -- only the sexual participation with Cynthia. I'd learned to love loving women and also that I loved seeing my man fuck another woman. Now it was our turn.

"Fuck me," I said to Keith, pushing him towards the cushions.

Keith got on his back. We were right next to Jerome and Cynthia. As I climbed on top of Keith, Jerome withdrew his cock from her pussy. I could smell her scent and saw the slickness of his dick. Only inches away, it was bigger than I first realized.

Cynthia turned over and got up on all fours. Jerome came up behind her on his knees, held his dick to her opening and shoved it all the way inside her, holding onto her ass cheeks as he fucked her.

"Oh... oh... oh!" Cynthia moaned. "I love it when you fuck me from behind... oh... ah!"

I focused back on Keith. He lay on his back, his dick straight up in the air. I put my legs over his torso and took ahold of his cock. Cynthia moaned and Jerome grunted as the sounds of their lovemaking filled the room.

I looked into Keith's eyes as I put him against my pussy lips. It was time. We were finally going to fuck again. I lowered myself and felt him penetrate me. The feeling of warmth and energy was overwhelming. I sat down on his dick and tingly feelings filled me. He was back inside where he belonged.

"Oh... ah... oh," I started moaning as I lifted up and sat back down.

Jerome sped up his movements and Cynthia started breathing hard.

"Fuck... you're going to... oh... ah... I'm... shit... ah... AHHHHHH!" Cynthia cried out as she came.

I stopped moving for a moment to watch. Jermone kept fucking her and Cynthia's legs shook. She got down on her arms, sticking her lovely ass up in the air. She panted and kept moaning "oh... oh... oh."

Jerome pulled out and Cynthia flipped over. He got on top of her, and they kissed and made out.

I started moving my pelvis back and forth on Keith's dick. Hearing Cynthia, smelling her, seeing them fuck -- feeling Keith moving inside me -- it was all so much to take in. My head got fuzzy, and I was tingly all over.

Jerome rolled off Cynthia. He put a leg over hers and played with her tits. They watched us fuck. It was so unreal. Cynthia gently played with Jerome's dick, which was still hard -- draped across her stomach.

I smiled at Keith as I sped up. He smiled back. Cynthia reached over and took Keith's hand. Keith turned to her and they kissed. That was it. I went over the top.

"OHHHHH!" I cried. "OHHHHH!"

My hips bucked up and down as wave after wave of pleasure coursed through my body. I nearly fell over it was so overwhelming.

"AH, AH, AH, AH!" I cried.

I managed to stay on top as the orgasm began to subside. Keith and Cynthia were still making out, but he had managed not to cum inside me. I wondered why, and that's when I realized that Jerome was still hard too. Neither of the guys had ejaculated.

Cynthia let go of Keith's hand and grasped his cock -- still mostly buried in my pussy. I lifted slightly and felt her fingers against my pussy lips as she massaged his dick. I stared at Jerome's cock and wondered if I should take that step -- to touch another man.

I looked up and Jerome was smiling at me. He held his dick up toward me. If Keith and Cynthia hadn't been touching and kissing -- I wouldn't have done it -- but I reached over and touched him.

"Mm," Jerome moaned. "Touch me, Gwen. I've wanted you to touch me since we first met."

I turned my hand palm up and drew it down the length of Jerome's massive member.

"Oh!" he gasped.

It was still slick with Cynthia's juices, so I could easily run my fingers up and down. I could feel it grow and get thicker. I wanted that dick in the worst way.

Jerome beckoned me. I got off Keith's dick and climbed over Cynthia, who turned to Keith and the two embraced.

I laid down next to Jerome, who put his hand on my cheek and kissed me on the lips. It was soft at first, but as I opened my mouth, I felt his tongue enter and swirl around. I did the same and soon we were making out passionately.

Cynthia climbed on top of Keith and started riding his cock.

"Do you want to me to fuck you, Gwen?" Jerome said as we broke off.

I wanted it so badly but...

"Will it fit inside me?" I asked.

"Of course it will," Jerome said. "I might stretch you out a bit, but that'll feel even better. Trust me. My cock is aching to be inside you."

"Then please fuck me!" I said, turning on my back and opening my legs.

Jerome climbed between my legs. I was about to fuck another man -- with my husband inches away fucking another woman. I was so turned on that I felt juice drop down my inner thigh.

Jermone got up on his knees so we could both watch. He put the head of his dick against my pussy and pushed gently. My lips separated and the head went in. It felt so good -- but so large.

As he pushed in deeper, I felt my pussy stretch to accommodate him. It was amazing and wonderful and so erotic -- another man was fucking me -- only the second in my life.

"Oh yes, Jerome. Oh, fuck that feels good to have you deep inside my pussy."

I was doing it. I wrapped my legs over Jerome's as he pushed in the last inches. He pulled out and went back in even deeper.

"Oh!" I moaned.

Jerome started moving in and out. My pussy stretched and the feelings intensified. He laid down on top of me, and we kissed and made out as we fucked, then he held himself up by his muscular arms. I felt the strength in his legs as he drove in and out of my pussy. My hips started moving up and down to the rhythm.

"Ah... ah... ah," I moaned -- building, getting ready -- nearing the best orgasm of my life.

Jerome sped up and I got closer. I heard Keith moaning next to me. Suddenly, his hips rose up in the air and he held his breath. He was cumming!

"OH!" he cried out -- shooting off inside Cynthia.

"I'm not going to last!" Jerome said, out of breath -- his cock flying in and out. "I want to cum inside you. Can I?"

"Oh... yes... please! Oh shit!" I called as the thought of Jerome squirting inside me caused a wave of orgasm to flood my body. "I'm cumming!"

"Ugh!" Jerome grunted.

I felt him push in and hold himself. Then his dick expanded even more, and I knew what was cumming. The spurts of his cum were so powerful that I could feel it inside my pussy. I'd made him cum, and he was shooting off load after load deep in me.

I let all the feelings take me -- my orgasm, the thought of another man cumming inside me, and my husband shooting off into another woman's pussy.

By the time my orgasm was starting to calm down, I was out of breath and dizzy with pleasure.

Jerome kept grunting and shoving himself into me. I knew my pussy would be full of his white creamy cum -- and I loved it.

Cynthia kissed Keith, then rolled off. Jerome came out of me -- boy did that feel good -- and he and Cynthia kissed.

"I have a naughty idea," Cynthia said to me.

"Could it be any naughtier than what we just did?" I asked, laughing.

"Why don't we clean each other's husband's cum from our pussies. I'll lick Jerome's cum from you and you clean up Keith's!"

"Love it!" I said.

I'd never done a 69 before. I laid on my back and Cynthia got on top of me, facing towards my pussy. I felt her lips on me, licking, kissing -- knowing that Jerome was oozing out and into her mouth. I saw Keith's cum dribbling from her opening. I opened my mouth and swallowed it all up as it came out. We were both so turned on that we gave each other another orgasm!

"So..." I said when we'd finished. "Didn't expect that."

"We didn't either," Cynthia said, stroking Keith's softening dick.

I kissed Jerome's chest and put his dick in my mouth. Sucking it felt so good. And I felt him start to harden a bit.

"I can see you like my Jerome's cock," Cynthia said.

"It's lovely. Thank you for fucking me with it," I said to Jerome.

"Oh, it was my pleasure," he said, winking at Keith.

"I'm curious about something," I said, coming off Jerome. "How come you're shaved, but Cynthia isn't?"

The couple both smiled.

"Well," Cynthia said. "We like to trade off. Jerome lets himself grow out a bit -- then I shave him in the shower. Then he does the same for me. It's fun."

"Shower?" Keith asked.

"Right up there," Jerome said, indicating the dressing area. "We have a very special shower where our clients get to experience sex in a new way -- and we could use it tonight to liven things up a bit, if you're game."

"How so?" I asked.

"Why don't you shave Keith while I shave Cyn?"

"I've never been shaved before," Keith said. "But I'm game!"

"Sweet!" Cynthia said, getting up.

We followed her and Jerome to the bathroom. I still felt very tingly from multiple orgasms and was a little weak on my feet. The bathroom was about half the size of what I might call the "Love Room." It featured a very large hot tub, a jetted tub, and a stone shower that was mostly open to the room.

Jerome went in and turned on the water. Multiple nozzles gently poured warm water into the space -- giving it an almost tropical rain forest feel. There were benches along the sides with some sort of indoor/outdoor cushions on them.

Cynthia followed Jerome in. She lathered him up, taking special time to clean his dick, which was semi-erect.

We went in as well and I cleaned up Keith's dick. Jerome grabbed some shaving cream and handed me a razor. I'd shaved myself but had never done anyone else. I knelt before Keith and spread the creamy liquid around. I watched Jerome lovingly stroke Cynthia's mound and I did the same to Keith. As I shaved him, his dick started to come to life.

"This is much more erotic than I thought it would be," he said.

"Right?" Cynthia said, watching her husband work.

As we continued to shave them, Keith and Cynthia started kissing. Keith fondled her breasts and the two traded tongues. As I finished up, Cynthia reached down and started massaging his dick, grasping and squeezing down its length. Keith was getting hard fast.

"It's so fucking hot to watch your husband make out with my wife," Jerome said, his dick growing larger and longer.

"I didn't think having sex with another couple was something I was even interested in. Until we met Cynthia, and I got a look at your cock!"

"Hmm," Jerome said, setting down the razor. "Sounds like maybe another invitation?"

I noticed his cock was now rock hard and looked delicious. As if he knew what I wanted, Jerome stood, his dick pointing directly at me and bouncing up and down slightly with each beat of his heart.

I held his cock in my hand. I couldn't even get my fingers all the way around its girth. As I bent in to kiss the head, I noticed Cynthia was leaning against one of the benches, her ass pointing out and Keith coming up behind her, aiming his cock at her pussy and driving it home.

"Oh!" she moaned.

I licked around Jerome's cock head. I wasn't sure how I was going to get it in my mouth, but I opened and felt the edge of the mushroom shape slip past my lips.

"Oh, shit!" Jerome said.

I backed off, kissed and licked up and down the sides of his dick, then put it back in my mouth -- further this time. The skin of his cock felt so soft in my mouth. As I sucked in, I could feel the hardness underneath the surface. Jerome took in a quick breath as I pulled back.

"Mm... mm... oh," Cynthia moaned as Keith fucked her from behind.

I put fingers on my pussy and felt wet slickness from my juices. Hearing the sounds of sex and knowing my husband was bringing pleasure to another woman was very arousing.

I grasped Jerome's cock and squeezed and twisted it as I sucked like I'd seen Cynthia do to Keith. Jerome held back my hair and I looked up in his eyes. I could see how much pleasure he was getting. Though I could not get more than half of him in my mouth, it felt great to me too.

"Fuck... I'm cumming!" Cynthia called out.

Keith rammed in further and fucked her fast and hard as she came on his cock.

Jerome watched the two making love -- warm water cascading off their gyrating bodies. I could feel him grow even more.

Keith withdrew and Cynthia stood. Facing him, she kissed Keith deeply, massaging his still hard cock.

"Having Keith in me doggy-style reminded me of something," Cynthia said after they'd broken off.

"What's that?" I asked, coming off Jerome's dick.

"When you watched Keith fuck me in the ass, you said you wanted to try it. Still up for it?"

I looked at Keith, who smiled. "I would love to. But only if you want to."

"You mean, do it like right here?" I asked, letting go of Jerome and standing.

Cynthia nodded, reaching for a tube that sat on a side shelf. It was the same lube as she had in her office.

I looked at Keith's cock. It was big but fit in my pussy really well. Would I be able to handle him in my ass?

Cynthia popped the top and squeezed lube out on Keith's dick, coating the head and shaft with the thick gel.

"Be gentle, okay?" I asked, positioning myself bent over, my hands on one of the benches.

"Of course!" Keith said. "I only want to do things that bring you pleasure, Gwen."

I put my head down. Jerome and Cynthia came up on either side of Keith. They caressed my nipples and breasts and squeezed my ass cheeks. I felt more lube on my asshole and fingers moving in and out, stretching me. I didn't know whose fingers they were, but it was working. I was looking forward to this new experience.

"Now just relax your muscles and let Keith in," Cynthia said.

I did my best. I felt pressure against my hole. It was the head of Keith's cock. He pressed in more and I felt my asshole open to him. As his cock penetrated me -- it felt different than my pussy. I could feel every inch of his cock as he pushed in, pulled out a little, and pushed in further.

"Oh, wow!" I said as he got all the way inside. "That feels amazing. You're actually fucking my ass!"

Keith pulled out and pushed back in repeatedly. I felt fingers on my pussy. Pleasure started building in my body. I felt my asshole clinch Keith's dick. I felt his hard cock sliding in and out. I felt my clit being massaged. Soon, I went over the top.

"AHHHH!" I cried as I came.

I wasn't sure if it was my pussy or ass -- but the feeling was wonderful.

Keith pulled out and I got up to face him. We kissed and made out, his erection pushing up on my stomach, still very hard.

"That was wonderful!" I said, breaking off. "Really wonderful."

"It was great for me too!" Keith said.

We stood together under the warm stream of water from the central rainfall showerhead. Keith and I made out while Jerome and Cynthia kissed and caressed each other.

"It was so erotic to see you orgasm from your first anal experience," Cynthia said. "You two have come so far -- and I'm excited to see you back together sexually."

"For us too. Thank you, Cynthia," I said. "You and Jerome have brought us such great help -- and pleasure!"

"You know," Cynthia said, turning off the water. "If you want to cum harder than you ever have -- there is something we could try."

She had a sly look on her face. We stepped out of the shower, and the guys took towels to themselves, while Cynthia and I dried each other off.

"All right, I'm curious," I said.

"Have you ever heard of a DP?" she said, toweling off my breasts.

"Um, no," I said.

"It's when you have two cocks inside you at once -- one in your pussy and the other in your ass!"

"What?" I said, astonished. "That can happen?"

"Oh yeah," Cynthia said as she dried my pussy. "It feels absolutely incredible. Would you like to try it?"

I thought for a moment. I'd already done so much -- fucked my husband again, sucked two cocks -- and let another man cum inside my pussy -- plus my first anal experience.

"Why not!" I said finally as we hung up the towels. "But you'll have to help."

"Of course!" she said, taking my hand and leading me out of the bathroom.

We walked through the "Love Room" and through a door I hadn't seen before. It led to a regular-sized bedroom with a king bed in the middle.

We all kissed -- and I had a chance to make out with Jerome again, his cock fully erect. I massaged it with my hand while we made out.

"I'm really looking forward to fucking your ass," he said softly.

I wondered if his member would fit there.

"Keith, lay on your back so Gwen can climb on top of you," Cynthia said.

Keith got up on the bed with his legs hanging over the edge and held his hard cock up in the air as I climbed on top of him. We kissed and I felt his dick at my wet opening. I helped him inside and he began fucking me.

"Mm... oh... that's good," I murmured, enjoying the sensation of my husband and I as one again after so long.

"Now Jerome's going to come up and enter you from behind. Just relax like before."

I knew I should have been nervous, but this evening had been so erotic and enjoyable that I knew this couple would only do things that would bring me pleasure.

I felt fingers on my asshole, lubing me and opening me up. Then I felt Jerome come up between my legs and put pressure on my asshole with his big dick.

"Fuck me, Jerome," I said, beginning to breath hard and feel pleasure from Keith's dick inside my pussy.

Then I felt it -- the large head of Jerome's cock enter through my asshole. I tried to relax but felt myself stretch and stretch to fit him. He pushed in harder, and my ass widened out.

"Oh... oh... fuck!" I cried as I could feel two cocks moving together in me. The feeling was out of this world. Keith's dick was making my clit spasm with delight while Jerome was filling my ass, and I could feel every bit of his movements.

"Shit... oh... ah... oh... I've never... felt anything like... oh!" I moaned.

I felt very full -- and very aroused. The guys went slow, taking turns thrusting in and out. The sensation made me feel each cock more.

"I... oh... I'm... shit! I'm going... oh... oh... OH... OH... AHHHHH!" I cried out as the most intense feelings enveloped my pussy and ass.

I almost lost touch with reality as the pleasure surged all over my body. My legs spasmed and shook and my mind went blank. I could still feel Keith and Jerome fucking me but was lost in the pleasure they brought my body.

"Oh... oh... oh," I repeated. "I... want you... guys to cum in me. Cum inside me... can... you do that?"

Keith the Jerome sped up and I nearly came again. Suddenly, I felt Jerome's cock stiffen and expand. When he blew his load, I could feel every spurt of liquid cum. A few seconds later, Keith grunted, and I felt him shoot off. Two guys were unloading in me at the same time. I couldn't believe it and came again while feeling them fill me to the brim.

Eventually, Jerome pulled out and I got off Keith. I rolled onto my back, fully satisfied and full of cum.

"Now it's my turn," Cynthia said.

She came up and parted my legs. She spent the next few minutes licking off the cum from my pussy and asshole. It was so arousing that I came a third time just from this experience.

When we were finally done, we dressed and shared another glass of wine by their enormous fireplace.

"This has truly been a wonderful adventure," Keith said after taking a sip. "You've both helped us so much -- and opened our horizons to so many new things."

"And people," I said, squeezing Jerome's hand.

"Again, truly our pleasure," Cynthia said. "I get so much satisfaction to see my clients do well. And you guys are invited back anytime. We can explore new things and more ways to bring you pleasure!"

"That would be so awesome," I said. "And we also need to thank Matt and Judy for turning us on to you -- pun intended!"

We left that night confident that our sex life had been restored -- and then some! All thanks to our sex therapist, Dr. Cynthia Heller and her well-endowed husband, Jerome.