Stranger Sex - Erotic Encounters with Strangers

My sexual fantasy was finally fulfilled by my psychologist and it was the best orgasm I had in months.

The shrink who fulfilled my sexual fantasy

I heard the doorbell ring at the perfect moment. I was aware that it was the psychologist—my friend Suzanne's recommendation—who had provided her with his “clinical” anxiety treatment. He knew from his practice that many women were not content with their sex lives, leaving them hungry, and that being anxious was code for being sexually unsatisfied. His treatment followed the ancient medical practice of stimulating the women's hands until they experienced an orgasm, which would calm their anxiousness. Suzanne told me about his great therapy and suggested that I give it a shot.

I'm Kathy, and I found out that my husband was having an extramarital affair, so we got divorced approximately eight months ago. I'm not ready to meet a new man for sex just yet, but I'm also not willing to use any dating apps, even though I'm pretty well over it. I've stuck to indulging my dreams since I'm a little bashful, but it's not very satisfying. I felt my craving for sex getting stronger, so I took Suzanne's advice and contacted the doctor. He gave me an explanation of his therapy and allowed me to ask for any kind of exercise that would help me reach my peak. I booked an appointment for this after I asked him if he could fulfill a desire I had.

He entered when I unlocked the door. I figured he was older than me and rather handsome. After saying hello, he suggested that we go to my bedroom for the treatment, so I showed him where I was. When he inquired about my wish to perform a fantasy, I told him that I wanted to be "violated" by an authority person, such as a police officer, and that I thought it would be a big turn-on if it weren't genuine. He claimed he could handle that kind of thing, that I would follow his lead and act out my dream.

He urged me, standing in my bedroom, to picture myself being taken aside at the airport just after passing through the x-ray machine and informed that I had been selected for additional screening. The agent had shown me to a separate, small room that was empty but for two seats, and once I was inside, she shut the door. I was selected at random, he claimed, for a strip search. I was prepared to listen to the doctor's narrative since it was just what I wanted to hear!

I unzipped my top and pulled it off, then I unfastened my pants, and I placed them on my bed, which would serve as one of the seats in the screening room, since he had wanted me to undress down to my underwear. He told me to take off my bra too, so I did, standing there in my panties, and I placed it away with my other clothing.

He instructed me to step back approximately a foot and stretch my feet apart before moving to the wall and placing my forearms on it, just over my head. I was delighted to follow instructions because they were realizing my ideal. I wore only my underwear as I leaned against the wall.

He stepped behind me and slipped his hands down my sides to my hips, under my armpits. He kept running his hands down my legs, first to my ankles and then up my thighs and inner legs to my back. He succeeded in casually brushing my pussy. My fantasy was coming to life even better than I could have imagined, and I was feeling wet at the prospect of what would happen next. His touch was thrilling. 

He found my liberated breasts and caressed them, reaching both hands out and around my hips and then upward. He tweaked my nipples gently and then rolled his fingers over them. My nipples started to become erect, and I had amazing pleasure as a result. My desire level rose as he massaged my breasts, hardening my nipples.

Then he shifted his hands from my breasts to my underwear. I lifted my feet to allow him to remove my panties when he hooked his thumbs over the top and dragged them down over my hips. I was leaning against the wall, absolutely nude, feeling vulnerable and relishing every moment of it. Now that I was free of my underwear, he urged me to open my legs even wider than before, and I complied. It was thrilling and wet me to think about what I hoped was coming.

With me fully exposed while leaning against the wall, he placed his hands on my rear, and then with one hand massaging my cheeks, he reached the other hand between my legs from behind and dipped a finger into my waiting vagina. I was thrilled by the feel of his touch as he moved his moist finger up to my clitoris and began to circle it. He swirled my clit for a few moments, then returned to my opening and dipped into me again, then back to my clit. He repeated his motions of retrieving my wetness and swirling around my clitoris while continuing to caress my cheek with his free hand. My excitement grew intense with the feeling at my clit, with his fingers never stopping, constantly swirling, and I could feel my breathing speed up and my climax growing. He was fulfilling my fantasy wonderfully!

Then, to my amazement, he stuck his thumb inside of me and began to wriggle it around within my vagina. It felt amazing. He placed his thumb on the inside walls of my vagina and swirled his finger around my clit. His caressing my clitoris, vagina, and behind combined to produce emotions I had never experienced before that were so strong that whatever remaining control I had was gone. I wiggled and moved as my climax took me; even though I was standing, I experienced a powerful orgasm. My legs were dripping with fluids from my pussy.

He didn't stop, though. I felt helpless to a second orgasm that was growing, with a finger still circling my clitoris and a thumb pressing within me while he continued to fondle my bottom. Soon after, I returned, leaning against the wall and felt completely engulfed. I was exhausted and worried that I could collapse, so it was a relief when he removed his thumb from me and put his hands aside. He showed me to my bed, set me down, and gave me a tissue so I could wipe myself off after declaring that the strip search was over.

As I rested and my breathing and pulse relaxed, he stopped being the authority character, and as the doctor said he hoped I enjoyed my fantasy. God, did I, and it was better than I ever could have imagined! He said he'd let himself out, and if I needed to have another session like this, to give him a call.

I was already thinking of other fantasies he could do for me, and I knew I'd be calling soon.