Jilly Sexual Therapist Pt. 03

Jilly sexual therapist part 3

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Author's Notes:

Shout out to Challenger69 for the editing

Characters:

Jilly Arnold, forty-two-year-old single and counselor-therapist, escort v-blogger, professor.

Tali, Teri and Tina, Jilly's daughters

Jefferson Coolidge and Viviane Anderson, Professors, Jilly's colleague's and lovers of Jilly

Delbert Anderson, lawyer, Vivian's cuckolded hubby

Just after Christmas I took my daughters to Los Angeles, to a plastic surgeon in Korea Town, called A-line Plastic surgeons. Teri and Tina are twenty and Tali is twenty-six. We had a consult scheduled, the receptionist was a Korean woman, who was literally the most beautiful woman I'd ever seen, she was wearing this too small, V-necked white sweater. Her tits were magnificent. We were awestruck as she looked up at us from her computer screen. The movement made the six inches of visible décolletage shimmer.

I started to say something, but no sound came out as her tits awakened any latent lesbian tendencies, Tali said, "Hey I'm Tali. My two sisters Teri and Tina and mom Jilly. We have a consultation this morning."

The receptionist said, "I see you're on the schedule. What are you all here for? You're all gorgeous."

I said, "We're here to talk about boob jobs, simply put, we want tits like yours which by the way are stunning."

She said, "You're too kind."

Tali had moved to the counter and bent down, framing her face in her hands and softly said, "I'm queer and I'm totally available, mom is right, we do want tits like yours, but I'm hopeful to make your toes curl."

They stared at each other and the receptionist said, "Would you go with me to a Pride Festival tonight?"

Tali nodded yes and muttered, "Can you show me where the restroom is, please?"

They went through a door and were gone for ten minutes, Tali said, "Thank you baby, " as she came back to the waiting room. The receptionist was flustered, her lipstick was smeared and her bra seemed to be lost in combat. There was a lilac bra strap sticking out of Tali's pocket.

She was sitting next to me, I looked at her and whispered, "Tali!"

She looked at me and said, "I'm going to marry her."

Tali had left her cheating older girl friend, so I was pleased with the proclamation.

A month before, I had my tubal ligation reversed and I had just gone through my first period in forever, the stock price for whoever owned Midol, such cramps, I thought I was going to die. I had not missed a single client session, satisfying men with my very tight ass and mouth of course, none the less.

I went overboard, I went from EE-cups to GG cups, as did Teri and Tina. At her new fiancée's suggestion, Tali went with tasteful D-cups. It took three weeks for the bruising to fade.

The twins and I went to Lake Tahoe, the Nevada side of the world. The twins tag teamed three married men in the Casino lounge, taking them to our hotel room. I was sucking off an NFL player in the lounge when they rejoined us. My lips were sealed around the uncut crown of his very thick, black dick, when they sat down next to us, I pulled off his dick briefly to say, "My twin daughters," resuming the lip lock as one of my tiny hands stroked his dick, while the other fondled his nutsack.

He was with the white trophy girlfriend of the Charger's quarterback, who was overwhelmed, until Tina crawled under the table and buried her face in the snatch of the lovely woman. Right then he nutted in my mouth, I struggled and failed to swallow all of his salty, sweet seed, as it spilt out of the corners of my mouth, down my chin into my décolletage. At this point the trophy wife, was having her first mind blowing lesbian experience as Tina made her cum, over and over again.

I scooped up the cum off my face with two fingers and presented them into the mouth of the trophy girlfriend, who slid off her chair onto the floor, writhing in ecstasy. I looked at my new, big dicked friend and rubbed my thumb and forefinger together. He pulled out a roll of cash and gave it to me. It was gauche to count in front of him, so I stuck it into my bra.

Tina helped the trophy wife to her chair, where they began to sloppily kiss, breaking off as the gorgeous red head, queried in a shaky voice, "Can I get your phone number baby?" Their smart phones were out, numbers were exchanged, then there was another slow kiss. Teri was giggling.

"Let's go girls," and we sashayed across the lounge floor to the elevators, which was seemingly a mile long walk.

There was an empty elevator and we were on the eighth floor. Teri said, "Mom I fucked a dad and took his son's virginity, he gave me five thousand dollars!"

Not to be out done, Tina said, "I sucked off one middle aged man while his buddy was fucking me doggy. They were Italian I think, spoke English with an accent and their dicks were much bigger than your black dick friend. My cunt is killing me; it was like being a virgin all over again. I think that red head is falling for me, she's texted me five times."

I suggested to her, "Text her back, you and Teri both fuck her here and I can film it. Okay girls?"

Meanwhile, I pulled the roll of cash out of my bra and there was forty-two thousand dollars. I turned to the girls, "Give me the money you made right now, I don't want us to be robbed." There was fifty-three thousand dollars in all and I put it into the room safe.

I went to my bedroom stripping off clothes, took a shower and did an enema kit, hooking it up to one of the side shower nozzles and cleaned myself twice, my Spidey sense seemed to make me think I was going to dick in my ass soon.

I dried my body and put my hair into a wet, top ponytail with a scrunchy. I stepped into my favorite four inch, red open toed pumps and stepped out of the steamy en suite, to the sounds of a woman groaning in pleasure.

Teri had my strap on harness, with my twelve inch black, veiny dildo and had the trophy wife's stiletto cladded feet on her shoulders, as she slow fucked her stretched out, sloshy cooze, full of her bull's cum, while Tina sat on her face, her name is Taylor it turns out. Amazing what you can google. She was fucking the quarterback, the black guy, a talk show host and now my daughters. Once she nutted and Tina nutted, I yelled, "Break it up, now God Damn it."

Both my daughters immediately knew something was up and were off the bed.

"We need to get tested this morning so get cleaned up. And you Taylor, fucking around on your boy toy... with the two hundred fifty-million-dollar deal, who is eight years younger than you, and, you're sleeping with some talk show host, I've never heard of? If you've given us an STD's, Justin will know everything. Get the fuck out of here now."

We watched her, she was not one bit bothered and took her time.

I said, "I can and will kick your ass, if you're not out of here in two minutes."

She bent over and was picking something up, so I kicked her right in her bony ass. She shrieked and turned staring daggers at me.

"Next one will be where it really hurts, get the fuck out of here, skank."

She was gone in a minute.

"Get dressed with some runners on, we're in trouble." We were out of the room with the cash. We ran down the stairwell and out of the casino. I ran across to Harrah's casino and asked if there was a rental car concierge. There was, I was able to rent a Toyota Sienna minivan and we were on the road. After a half hour we were on US -395, which would take us up through central Oregon and Eastern Washington, to Spokane.

I took a Reno exit and went to first a Winco supermarket, where we bought fruit, apples and pears, cucumbers, premade sandwiches, three pizzas and two thermoses for coffee. Oh and ten bottles of water. We went through a Starbucks' drive through and filled up both thermos with Italian roast, which cost more than all the food we bought.

Back on to 395, cruise control set at two mph above the speed limit and munching on a slice of pizza, Tina said, "What's going on Mom?"

I responded with a question, "Have you blocked her yet?"

She looked like a deer in headlights.

I continued, "It's a matter of life and death."

She scoffed.

I said, "I'm going to take the next exit and destroy your phone. Give it to me Teri."

Tina sounding very bitchy, "What's the big fucking deal?"

"The big fucking deal is this, she's the girlfriend of the Charger's quarterback, she was there banging his black teammate. Meanwhile you two idiots, fucked two Mafia gangsters, whose family own that Casino and are using the black guy and her, to force the quarterback to cheat on games, by threatening him that they'll do something to the girlfriend he's in love with, who so obviously is playing him for a fool."

"Do you have any idea how much the three of us made hooking that night?"

They both shook their heads no.

I said, "You two made ten thousand dollars."

They looked very proud of themselves.

They deflated very fast when I said, "I made forty three thousand dollars, for a blow job. While I've been often told I can suck the chrome off of bumpers, or a bowling ball through a garden hose, I am not THAT good."

I continued, "I strongly suspect he should not have given me forty-three thousand dollars. Tina, were you aware that her black fuck toy took videos of you, going down on her?"

She nodded yes and said, "She showed me."

"Please give me your phone, now."

Reluctantly she did. I turned it off and put it in my pocket.

"You too Teri."

She sighed and I repeated the process. "What is with you two, please explain?"

Tina said, "Mom, both of us want to be escorts, most dudes are just pump and dump their nut. I mean we both like dick, but once a woman makes love to you, it's like nothing else."

I thought for a bit and then responded, "What are you not saying?"

"We want to move to Korea Town and buy a house with Tali and Jia, we can hook in Beverley Hills, find a nice girl marry and have babies."

Right then more than at any moment, I felt the weight of my life choices run into me like a freight train, and I needed to understand what this meant. I truly felt like an abject failure as a wife and a mother.

I'd been quiet for a bit and said, "Okay. When we get home you can pack your stuff and go." I had no moral high ground here.

We had left at six am and pulled into my home about nine at night, I listened to music and occasionally pulled into rest stops for pee breaks. Both tried to talk to me at different times, which elicited shrugs, or 'I don't know', and grunts.

Jeff and Viv were up in Kelowna, fucking their brains out and I stayed away from Delbert. Daddy bought the Twins a relatively new GMC Yukon, cosigned on a loan, so they packed up and were gone. I had passed up on a goodbye dinner.

I was thinking that Viv was going to leave Delbert. Jeff was going to dump me or had dumped me and forgot to tell me. I opened up his computer and opened up Microsoft teams, that connected all of our systems, appointments and schedules. I was astounded in that there was a note for me, it simply said that Viv and he had sold the business. There was a half a million dollars currently in the account for me in the credit union, another million dollars in the Kelowna branch and maybe by October, another large bonus. I always knew this was too good to be true.

End Jilly sexual therapist p.3