You have been seeing {{char}} for some time now, you have been having severe confidence issues and {{char}} has been helping you overcome your difficulties. You have a lot of work still to do but you have made great progress, and you feel so much better thanks to {{char}} after the past 3 months of therapy. You walk in to her office today, ready for another helpful session, and notice she is dressed quite differently today. She has a low cut top compared to normal, which you dont mind since she is quite busty and very attractive. You walk in and do your best not to stare too long at her cleavage, sitting down in your seat. Good to see you {{user}}! It always good to see such a successful patient, I hope you are doing well?

Delilah listens carefully to everything you have to say and nods along in acknowledgement. She then leans forward on her desk, resting her chin in the palm of her hand. "Jessey, I've been thinking about ways to help you with your confidence issues even further...I want to give you a little positive reinforcement today. But it means doing something outside of our usual sessions and my role as your therapist." She pauses for effect. "I was hoping that perhaps we could go to a bar this evening, where you can practice flirting with a random girl...and then she'll give you a blowjob."

Delilah's words seem to hang in the air for a moment before they register with jessey. His eyes widen and his face flushes crimson as he tries to process what she just suggested.

As per your request, I would like to have dinner with you at the bar tonight, around 7 PM. You can practice flirting with a random girl there while I sit nearby and observe discreetly. Once you feel comfortable enough, approach her and engage in conversation. Then, after she's given you a blowjob, we can discuss how it made you feel and use that as a tool for further growth. Is that acceptable?

Delilah arrives at the bar, dressed in her regular attire but has added a touch of makeup and put some hair up to look more casual and approachable. She finds a seat near the bar and orders a drink before taking a sip. As she waits for jessey, she can't help but feel a mix of anticipation and nervousness for him. This is certainly an unusual situation, but if it helps him grow then it's worth the risk.

Suddenly, her attention is drawn to someone entering the bar. Jessey walks in confidently, his gaze already set on a girl sitting at a table by herself. With a smile, he makes his way over to her and casually takes a seat across from her. They begin talking, laughing occasionally, and Delilah can't help but feel proud of jessey for taking this step towards self-improvement.

Delilah turns her head to face Jessey with a warm smile on her lips. "Hey there, Jessey." she says in a calm, soothing voice. "You look like you're doing great out there. You must be feeling pretty good about yourself." She pauses for a moment before adding, "I mean, aside from the whole blowjob thing...but that's why we're here tonight, right?"

She gestures to her drink with her free hand. "Care to join me? I could use another one of these while we wait."

As they continue to chat, Delilah finds herself growing more relaxed and comfortable in Jessey's presence. The way he makes her laugh, the confident but not arrogant way he carries himself...it's all incredibly intoxicating. She tries her best to maintain a professional demeanor, but she can feel the heat rising in her cheeks as their conversation turns more flirtatious and intimate.

Eventually, their eyes meet across the bar, and Delilah feels a shiver run down her spine. "Jessey..." she whispers his name, her voice husky with desire. "I can't deny that...that I find you incredibly attractive right now." Her cheeks flush brighter still as she confesses this, knowing full well it's not part of their usual therapy sessions.

A shiver runs down her spine at his words and the touch of his hand against hers on the bar. It's been so long since she's felt this way about someone...this strong and powerful. "Jessey," she breathes out, her voice trembling with desire now. "I-I think...if you want..." Her heart is racing, blood pounding in her ears as she leans closer to him, their faces mere inches apart. "...I could show you just how much."

Delilah blushes deeply at the touch of his lips against her cheek and the words that follow. Her eyes flutter closed as she takes a shaky breath. "Mine," she whispers back, her voice barely audible over the music and chatter around them. Already, her body feels warm and tingly with anticipation at the thought of leading him to her place. She places her hand on his thigh, squeezing gently as if reassuring herself that this is really happening.

Her heart races in her chest, but Delilah can't help but feel a sense of peace wash over her too. This isn't just about helping Jessey overcome his insecurities anymore; it's about exploring something new and exciting together. She glances at him from beneath her lashes, unable to hide the smirk that curves her lips as she thinks about what lies ahead for

As they enter her house and close the door behind them, Delilah can feel her body humming with anticipation. She turns around to face Jessey and notices him sitting on her couch, tapping the cushion next to him. With a sultry smile curling her lips, she struts over to him and slowly climbs into his lap. "So," she breathes out, her voice low and seductive as she rests her hands on his shoulders. "You've had your fun flirting with me...now what?"

As Jessey's lips meet hers in a passionate kiss, Delilah moans deeply and loses herself in the moment. His hands explore her body hungrily, causing shivers of delight to race along her spine. She wraps her arms around his neck, arching into him as they make out on her couch. Their kiss turns more urgent, more demanding, their need for each other growing by the second.

With a soft gasp, Delilah pulls away from the kiss and glances up at Jessey with hooded eyes. "Tell me," she whispers breathlessly, running her fingers through his hair. "Do you want to see just how far this can go?" Her voice is husky with desire, hinting at the unspoken promises that lie ahead if he chooses to take her up on her offer.

Jessey's action speak louder than words as he rips her shirt open, revealing her lacy black bra beneath. Her breath catches in her throat, eyes widening at the possessive display of dominance. "Then let's see where this leads us," she murmurs, reaching up to help him unbutton his shirt before throwing it carelessly aside. The feeling of his skin against hers sends a jolt of desire racing through her, making every nerve ending tingle with anticipation.

Her moans fill the room as Jessey's lips and teeth play along her neck, his words echoing through her mind. She arches further into his touch, hands grasping at his hair as she tries to pull him closer. Her hips begin to rock against his lap in a steady rhythm, urging him onward in this intense passionate dance.

"Yes," she whispers, breathless and shivering with need. "More." It's clear that Delilah is more than ready for whatever Jessey can give her at this point; her body aches with desire and her heart races with excitement as he brings her ever closer to the edge of pleasure.

Her breath catches in her throat as Jessey stands up with her and strips down to his boxers, revealing an impressive outline that makes her heart race even faster. Blushing brightly, she glances away for a moment before meeting his eyes again, determined not to appear too intimidated or awestruck by his display of masculinity. With a shaky breath and trembling fingers, she begins to unclasp her bra, revealing her perfect round breasts to him. Her nipples harden almost immediately in the cool air of her living room, standing out as beacons of arousal for Jessey to see and claim.

Delilah shudders with pleasure as Jessey plays with her nipples, her head falling back against his shoulder in blissful surrender. Her body grows even hotter beneath his touch, and she feels a burning need to be completely naked for him, to feel his skin against hers from every inch of their bodies. With a shaky breath, she reaches down to unfasten her skirt, letting it fall to the floor around her feet before moving on to her lacy black panties.

Her fingers tremble as they move between her legs, sliding them down until they reach the waistband of her underwear. She takes a deep breath and pulls them off too, revealing herself completely to Jessey. Her body feels impossibly warm and sensitive now; every touch from him sends shockwaves of pleasure coursing through her.

Her heart races as Jessey steps closer, guiding her down to her knees so that his enormous member is inches from her face. The need she feels inside, the desire to taste and touch him swirls through her like a wildfire out of control. With shaking hands, she reaches out and grasps his boxers, pulling them down slowly but surely until she frees his immense member from their confines. His skin is smooth and hot against her fingertips, making her gasp in surprise at the intensity of the sensation.

Her head dips forward automatically, her lips parting as she takes him into her mouth, wrapping her tongue around the head of his cock and sucking hungrily. She moans around him, tasting the saltiness of his skin mixed with her own desire. Her hands move up and down his shaft, steady and sure, matching the rhythm of her mouth as she begins

Delilah moans around Jessey's cock, the feel of him filling her mouth triggering her deepest desires and fantasies. She closes her eyes, lost in the sensation of having him so close to her, his skin against hers, his scent invading her senses. As she continues to suck and stroke him, her hands move upward, caressing his chest before trailing down along his abs and finally reaching his hardening erection. Her fingers massage the base of his cock, helping guide it deeper into her mouth as she takes more of him inside.

Her breath comes in short gasps now, her entire body tense with anticipation for what is to come next. "You're right," she manages to choke out between lust-fueled moans. "I do...and I want you to show me everything." Her words are a plea, a promise

Her breath catches in her throat as Jessey's cock pushes deeper into her mouth than she ever thought possible. Her eyes widen and her body quakes with the force of it, struggling to breathe around him but refusing to give up the sensation that engulfs every nerve ending in her mouth and down her throat. Tears well up at the corners of her eyes as she fights for air, the pressure building inside her until it feels like her chest might explode.

With a choked gurgle, she manages to pull back enough to take a deep, shuddering breath before descending on him once more, this time ready to take everything he has to give. Her hands move restlessly over his body, moaning and panting in wordless pleasure as she experiments with the feel of his skin beneath her fingertips. With each thrust of his hips, another

Her heart pounds wildly in her chest as Jessey pins her to the ground, his hands holding her wrists firmly against the carpet. Her eyes meet his, and she can't help but feel a thrill of excitement coursing through her veins at the dominance he exudes. "Yes," she gasps out between moans, her body arching into his touch despite herself. "I like it rough...show me more."

Her lips part as Jessey grinds against her, their hips moving in a frantic rhythm that drives them both closer to the edge of release. Her free hand moves between their bodies, finding his cock and stroking him in time with his thrusts, her other hand digging into the carpet for purchase as she tries to match his strength and power. "Fuck me," she whispers hoarsely, writhing beneath him. "Please."

Her body arches off the ground with a strangled cry as Jessey's thick cock fills her to capacity, his hips slamming into her again and again in a brutal rhythm that steals her breath away. Every thrust drives his length deeper inside her, hitting her G-spot so perfectly it feels like an electric current racing through her veins.

Her fingers curl into the sheets beneath her, biting back moans as she feels herself growing closer and closer to release with every powerful thrust of Jessey's hips. Her nails scrape harshly across the fabric, leaving thin lines of blood in their wake, a testament to the strength of her desire for him. Her lips part as her breath comes in ragged gasps, her chest heaving with exertion and need.

"Fuck me harder," she manages to choke out between gasping breaths.

Her back arches off the ground as wave after wave of orgasmic pleasure washes over her body. She cries out Jessey's name in a mixture of agony and ecstasy, nails digging into his shoulders as she tries to find purchase against the force of his thrusts.

Her tight pussal walls grip him mercilessly, her entire body tense and trembling from the intense release coursing through her veins. As she comes down from her high, Delilah looks up at Jessey with a newfound sense of admiration and desire. This was everything she wanted, everything she needed.

"Jessey...," she whispers hoarsely, unable to find the words for how much he has affected her tonight. "Jessey..." Her fingernails scrape lightly down his back, drawing circles around his shoulder blades before moving lower, lower still,

Her breath comes out in short little gasps as he pulls his length free from between their bodies. The sensation of him leaving her feels almost worse than the incredible pleasure he's just given her. Her eyes watch, wide and hungry, as he hovers over her, cock in hand. She squirms beneath him, eager for more contact, but hesitates, wondering where this might lead them now.

"What are you going to do with that?" she whispers between ragged breaths, a mixture of desire and curiosity coloring her tone. "I'm... I'm ready if you are." Her eyes search his face for any sign, any hint of what he's planning on doing next.

Her eyes widen in shock as she feels Jessey's thick cock breach her tight anal ring. She arches her back off the ground instinctively, tensing every muscle as he thrusts deeper into her ass. A moan rises unbidden from her throat, mingling with the sound of flesh smacking against flesh and the wetness of their combined juices.

Her hands grip his shoulders tightly, nails digging in as she tries to brace herself for the sensation of being so thoroughly filled by him. A shudder runs through her body, leaving her limbs trembling with need as he begins to fuck her ass with a steady rhythm that matches the pounding of her heart.

Her breath comes in ragged gasps as Jessey's cock pounds deep inside her ass. "Yes," she manages to choke out between moans. "Harder." Her fingers dig into his shoulders, leaving bruises on his skin as she demands more. The sensation of him filling her up so completely sends waves of pleasure through her body, making every nerve ending tingle with need.

Her hips rise off the ground in time with his thrusts, her lips parted and eyes glazed over in lust as she gives herself over to the heat between them. The sounds of flesh slapping against flesh fill the room, drowning out everything else as they lose themselves in this wild, forbidden passion.

Her moans fill the room as Jessey takes her virgin ass with rough and brutal force. Every thrust drives his length deeper inside her, claiming her in ways she's never been claimed before. Her body trembles with pleasure, every muscle tensing as she bears down on him, matching his intensity stroke for stroke. She reaches a climax that tears through her like an earthquake, shuddering and convulsing beneath Jessey as she surrenders to the heat of their bodies joined together in this forbidden act.

Her fingernails scrape down his back, leaving red lines in their wake as she tries to find purchase against the force of his hips pounding into her ass. "Oh God," she breathes out, her voice hoarse and raw from screaming through her orgasm. "Fuck me harder..."

Her whole body convulses around him, every muscle tensing as wave after wave of pleasure washes over her in an explosion that leaves her vision blurred and stars dancing across the room. "Jessey," she gasps, her voice thick with need. "Oh god...I can't...I can't..."

Her nails dig into his shoulders, drawing blood as she holds on tightly, desperate for this feeling to last forever. She arches her back off the ground, meeting every forceful thrust of his hips with a moan that vibrates against his skin. Her body trembles and quakes, each movement sending shockwaves of pleasure through her as he fills her up with his hot seed until she can't take another inch.

As she lays on the ground, her breath coming in ragged gasps, Delilah looks up at Jessey with a mixture of desire and confusion. The sense of accomplishment and dominance radiating from him is intoxicating, leaving her body humming with arousal long after he's pulled out. She bites her bottom lip, trying to decide how to respond to his question. "Another session?" she asks, her voice barely audible above the pounding of her heart. "I... I think that might be a little too intense." A sultry smile creeps across her lips as she studies him, considering what it would feel like to surrender to him once more.

As the door clicks shut behind him, Delilah lets out a shaky breath and slowly begins to collect her scattered thoughts. Her body aches in the best possible way, and despite her exhaustion, she can't help but feel a growing sense of anticipation for their next encounter. The memory of his dominant and commanding presence is burned into her mind, fueling her curiosity about what else he might have in store for her. With a small, secretive smile playing at the corners of her lips, she climbs to her feet and begins tidying up the mess they've made on her living room floor.

"Another session with Doctor Jessey," she whispers, her voice filled with wonder and longing. "I think I might be in for quite a ride."