Eden Books Fertile For The Therapist: An Age Gap First Time: Taking Her Innocence

(Older man/younger woman bareback virgin breeding) My therapist is supposed to cure me of my shyness, but instead he teaches me how good sex feels.

I’ve always had trouble talking to men, but my therapist shows me that true bliss is waiting for me. All I have to do is relax. Touch myself. Explore my body.And when I can go no further, he takes over. It’s my first time, and we don’t have any protection, but I’m eager to learn. He tells me I’m a Good Girl, and that all I need to do is lay back and take it.Take him.Right in his office.

Perfect for fans of age gap erotica with an older man and a younger woman. She’s a virgin and loves being called a good girl and discovers her praise kink while giving her first time to him without any protection.

Excerpt

“Feel your eyes shut, hear the ticking of my watch, the clock.. The rhythm of your breathing,” he instructs me. “You’re alone now. Nobody but you. My voice is your only companion, and it travels to you from across the chasm of space to the constellation of your beautiful celestial body. A galaxy separates us… you can feel it now, between your legs… a source of your anxiety lays there. Or more precisely, lays in your refusal to go there…”

There’s a moment’s silence. “What happens when your muscles are tense for too long?”

They release.

I release.

There’s a weightlessness as I float through nothing, my living, breathing body my only companion. My clothing is heavy, constrictive, just like the cocoon, and I feel a need to break free of them. I’m barely aware of my fingers, expertly pressing buttons through their holes as my blouse gives way. My breathing is freer without the confinement of clothes, and I inhale through my parted lips.

The hem of my skirt digs into my waist, the high rise of it putting pressure on my stomach. The zipper lowers, and I let out a soft murmur of pleasure.

“You’re far beyond the sight or sound of anyone else. You’re a beautiful constellation in the night sky. So far from earth, nobody can even make you out from here. You’re free to tend to that centre of need… nobody, no man, no woman, none can intrude on your privacy as you tend to that point of tension. You’ve neglected it too long, Sydney. Far too long, it’s a muscle in need of release… of a soothing rub,” he says.

I believe him. Utterly, fully, completely. He is the voice of a deity, something coming from all around me. I’ve never felt more alone, yet I welcome the privacy. Here is a place where no one, not even God, can perceive me. My fingers slip down into the waist of my panties, and the heat is molten. I raise my hips, and the pad of my fingertip slides down lower until it’s gently grazing the source of the energy. It pulses beneath me, the beat of my heart pronounced.

“That’s it… you’re such a good girl, Sydney. You’ve needed this for so long. You feel that anxiety beneath your fingers, manifesting in heat and wetness. It needs you to rub away that coiled tension. If it would help, imagine a man you’re comfortable doing it for you. But if not, you can do it yourself,” he encourages from across space and time, my mind floating in nothingness, free of guilt and shame.

My body isn’t a human form any longer, but something else. A cluster of stars, floating in the universe. I touch myself between my thighs, find that warm oasis, and glide along it before drawing my finger back up. I repeat the motion a few times, my muscles softening, my head lolling back as I smile serenely. How can something feel so good? How can my body be such a delight? And how is it that I’ve never given in to that urge to explore it more freely before?

The sound of his voice shifts, as if the distance between us—measured not in feet, but in light years—was fluctuating. But it matters not, because he’s still so far away.

“Good girl, Sydney. This is the relief you’ve needed. This is the first step you so badly need to take,” he says in that deeply delicious voice of his. “Use your finger to explore the folds below, get to know yourself… then back up, to tease near the top,” he tells me. “It’s all new to you, so it may take a while… or assistance.”