My horny ass psychologist gives me therapy with my big cock

Title: Confessions of a Horny Psychologist – A Tale of Taboo Lust

Dr. Anjali Patel, a renowned psychologist in Mumbai, had a reputation for being strict and professional. Her patients, both men and women, admired her for her intelligence, poise, and no-nonsense attitude. Little did they know about the fiery, insatiable desires that lurked beneath her façade of composure.

One sultry afternoon, a new patient walked into her clinic – a tall, handsome man named Vikram. He was a successful businessman, but lately, his stress levels had been skyrocketing. Dr. Patel, intrigued by his rugged good looks and the way his shirt hugged his muscular frame, decided to take on his case herself.

As their sessions progressed, Dr. Patel found herself drawn to Vikram’s presence. The way he filled out his suits, the deep timber of his voice, the way his eyes locked onto hers with an intensity that sent shivers down her spine – it was all too much to resist. She began to crave their sessions, counting down the minutes until she could see him again.

One day, as Vikram lay on the couch, recounting his latest stressful encounter, Dr. Patel found herself distracted by the way his pants strained against his crotch. She could see the outline of his manhood, and her imagination ran wild with thoughts of what he might look like naked, his cock hard and ready for her.

Unable to contain herself any longer, Dr. Patel stood up and walked over to Vikram. She positioned herself in front of him, her hips at eye level, and slowly began to undo the button of her blouse. His eyes widened in surprise, but he made no move to stop her.

“Dr. Patel, what are you doing?” he asked, his voice shaking slightly.

“Shh,” she whispered, letting her blouse fall open to reveal her lace-covered breasts. “I’m going to help you relieve some of that stress.”

With that, she undid her skirt and let it fall to the floor, revealing her black lace panties. She could see the bulge in Vikram’s pants growing, and it only spurred her on further.

She mounts his hips, grinding her panty-covered pussy against the straining erection in his pants. “Oh my god, you’re so big,” she moans, rocking her hips back and forth. “I need to feel you inside me.”

Vikram groans, his hands gripping her hips tightly as he thrusts up against her. “Fuck, Dr. Patel, I never thought you’d be so…so…”

“Naughty?” she purrs, reaching down to unzip his pants. “So horny? So desperate to have your big, thick cock inside me?”

She pulls out his impressive manhood, stroking it slowly as she watches his face contort in pleasure. “Oh my god, it’s even bigger than I imagined,” she whispers, positioning herself over him.

With a slow, deliberate movement, she lowers herself onto his cock, gasping as he fills her completely. “Fuck, you feel so good,” she moans, beginning to ride him slowly.

Vikram bucks his hips up to meet her thrusts, his hands roaming over her body, fondling her breasts and squeezing her ass. “You’re so tight, Dr. Patel,” he groans. “I’ve never felt anything like this before.”

They move faster and harder, their moans and groans filling the room. Dr. Patel leans down to whisper in his ear, “Do you like fucking your psychologist, Vikram? Are you enjoying having my tight pussy wrapped around your big, hard cock?”

“Fuck yes,” he grunts, pounding into her with renewed vigor. “I’ve wanted to fuck you since the moment I walked into your office. I just didn’t think you’d be so…so…”

“Eager?” she offers, giggling. “Desperate? Willing to do anything to get your cock inside me?”

“All of the above,” he agrees, flipping them over so that he’s on top. He begins to pound into her mercilessly, the sound of skin slapping against skin filling the room.

Dr. Patel wraps her legs around his waist, drawing him in deeper. “That’s it, Vikram,” she urges. “Fuck me harder. Show me how much you want me.”

He complies, his sweat-slicked body moving above her in a frenzy of lust. She can feel her orgasm building, her pussy clenching around his cock. “I’m going to come,” she cries out. “Don’t stop, Vikram, don’t stop!”

With a final, powerful thrust, they both come undone. Vikram spills his seed deep inside her, filling her with his hot, thick cum. Dr. Patel screams out in ecstasy, her body convulsing beneath him.

As they catch their breath, panting and spent, Vikram looks down at her with a sly smile. “So, Dr. Patel, how was that for stress relief?”

She laughs, running her fingers through his sweaty hair. “I think that’s only the beginning. I have a feeling our sessions are going to get a lot more…intense.”

And with that, they begin to plan their next appointment – one that promises to be just as naughty, and just as fulfilling.