1

 

 

 

Calel Manner blew out a long sigh and lay back on the comfortable chaise in the office of his therapist, Dr. Saleena Turner. The twenty-eight year old wasn't sure if he was a sex addict or not. He was referred to Dr. Turner by a mutual friend who said that the doctor was a good ear to "get a load off your chest" after which she would offer advice or recommendations.

Calel knew he had to make a change in his life. He was a good looking guy but ran through women like a thirsty man in a desert. And it all seemed to be purely self-gratification. He seemed to be incapable of forming any type of intimacy with his partners. He had many arguments with some of his partners who thought they were more than just extended one night stands. It had gotten so bad that he stopped trying to pick up women at the club and started visiting prostitutes.

He never really wanted much from the hookers; usually just some good head. But he felt disgusted with himself and with them afterwards. He would bust a good nut but it wasn't satisfying to him. The hookers didn't care; they got their money and bounced. Calel was left with a really empty feeling afterwards.

Things came to a head a few weeks ago when Calel was feeling some kind of way on a Friday night. One of his partners had called to see what he was doing. The woman was hoping he would come over. She knew what it was from the jump and although she wanted more from her relationship with Calel, the sex was still good. And she wanted some.

Calel gave it some thought. Cilya was beautiful. She had nice soft, smooth coco-caramel skin, nice 38C breasts, beautiful legs, and a nice bouncy ass. She was just what the doctor ordered. However, Calel knew she wanted more from him than just sex and he didn't want to argue tonight afterwards.

"I don't know, Cil." he told her on the phone.

"What is there to know? You know we have a good time when we get together," Cilya protested.

"That's true but that's not good enough for you. You be trying to put a brotha on lock," Calel retorted.

"What do you mean?" Cilya asked.

"You know what I mean. When we're done, you can't just chill and relax. You gotta get all lovey-dovey on me. And you know I can't get with that." Calel replied.

Cilya got quiet for a moment. She knew he was right but she wasn't giving up on him. "What's wrong with me wanting to be close to you after we do it?" she asked.

Calel shook his head. "It's a pipe dream, Cil. And it just ruins my mood and my night. I'd rather not set myself up for disappointment," he said.

Cilya grited her teeth. "Okay, I won't pester you afterwards. I promise. I'll leave you be," she offered.

Calel once again shook his head. "That's what you said last time. The exact same thing as a matter of fact. And look what happened," he said.

Cilya swore to herself. What he said was true and they got into a heated argument about it. Calel ended up leaving her apartment with her screaming all kinds of obscenities at him. "Okay, I'm sorry Calel. But I like you. I can't help myself," she pleaded.

"And that's exactly why I need to stay away from you. Goodbye Cilya." Calel hung up the phone.

She didn't try to call back and Calel was relieved. However, he was REALLY horny now. He decided to check out the "ho stroll" and see if one of his favorites was working. He saw a new face and decided to check her out. The girl ended up being an undercover cop and Calel was busted.

Since he had never been in trouble with the law before, Calel got off light. He'd have to do some community service, pay a fine and seek counseling. He submitted Dr. Turner's name to the Court and they approved her. So here he was on her chaise.

Dr. Turner gave Calel a smile. It didn't help him that she was a very sexy, pleasingly plump mature woman with huge breasts and wide hips. She wore black thick-framed glasses that she wore low on her nose. They even had the little brass chain to connect to the temples so that they hung around her neck. The glasses were supposed to make her look more analytical but with her soft full lips and gracious mouth, all they did was induce fantasies for Calel. He had to fight the image of the good doctor on her knees looking up at him through those glasses and with his dick in her mouth.

"Okay Calel. Why don't you tell me a bit about your upbringing?" Dr, Turner asked.

Calel swallowed and looked up at the ceiling. "Well, I was raised by my father," he began, and told his story. He was an only child and his father, Ray was a man's man. He didn't know how to show love to his son and never really showed emotion either. Ray considered that a weakness and he was not a weak man.

Ray worked hard to provide for Calel but he played hard also. He liked to get his drink on and he loved the ladies. He kept a bunch of them on a string, never letting any of them get close to him. There was this one woman who Ray saw for a while when Calel was twelve years old. She stuck around the longest; maybe a couple of years. Calel got a bit close to her and she was the only woman he ever knew who he could call a mother. But like the others, Ray got rid of her when she started getting too clingy.

Calel didn't know much at all about his mother. He heard that she was schizophrenic and locked up in a mental institution but he didn't know where. Ray never talked about her and wouldn't answer Calel's questions about her.

Calel always was a good student and did well in school. He was also a great athlete and earned a scholarship to play football. This came as a great relief for Ray to not have to pay for college. It was one of the few times he ever showed his son any real pride or emotion. Ray taught him to be wary of women and their intentions. They would break your either your heart or your wallet. He said that since Calel was an athlete, women would flock to him and try to take advantage of him.

With his hormones raging and women grinning in his face, Calel began to see that his father was right. He kept his distance. However, Ray was disappointed when Calel graduated from high school and was still a virgin. He took Calel to see a lady friend of his, sort of as a celebration for him getting his scholarship and a graduation present, if you will.

Calel could remember that day clearly as if it were yesterday. He had a huge smile on his face as he reminisced about it.

"You were excited huh?" Dr. Turner asked with a smile.

"I was until I got a look at the woman," Calel said with a laugh.
"She was unattractive?" Dr. Turner asked.

"Well, she wasn't what I expected my father to be dealing with," Calel explained. "My father has a thing for thick women. I guess I do too, although my taste varies. But he likes 'em thick with big booties."

Dr. Turner tried to stifle a giggle but didn't do a good job of it. Calel smiled, too. "Yeah shawty was a big girl. Pops kept calling her Jigglypuff. That was pretty accurate. But she was pretty though. Smooth chocolate skin, big giant titties, too. She was pretty nice," he said.
Dr. Turner smiled, completely unoffended by the way he described the woman. She had heard worse. "Please go on," she said.

Calel lay back and continued to think about that day. Ray took Calel over to his friend's apartment to meet her. "As we went into her building, Pops was telling me about her.
Her name is Raine but I call her Jigglypuff. You'll see why in a minute, Ray said. I didn't know what he meant by that but I figured I'd find out soon, so I didn't say anything. We knocked on her door and she answered it wearing a satin robe and nothing underneath it. It was obvious that she was expecting Pops.

She invited us inside and gave Pops a nice hug. He held onto her big ass for a nice long time. Then he introduced her to me. This is my son, Calel. Calel, meet Raine. But I call her Jigglypuff, Ray said with a laugh. Raine gave him a hard but playful punch on the shoulder.
Don't call me no Jigglypuff! she admonished Ray. She turned to me and held out her arms to hug me. "C'mere baby, give me a hug."

"She was about 35 years old, very pretty. She had real big titties with nipples that poked hard through the satin material in her robe. She had ample circumference to go along with that big booty. She pulled me into her arms and I was lost in her bosom. I wrapped my arms around her and I remember thinking, dayum she smelled good. And she was so very soft. I let my hands reach down and cup her booty and it was as soft as the rest of her. My d...." Calel stopped and looked at Dr. Turner sheepishly.

She smiled and nodded. "It's okay, Calel. You won't offend me. Go on," she said.

Calel swallowed and continued. "Well, my dick got hard as hell. I was surprised because although she was pretty, she wasn't my type, ya know? But that ass though," he said, shaking his head. "I guess that's where my love for thick girls came from. Although I have no problems with skinny girls either."

Dr, Turner nodded her head and wrote down a couple of notes. "Go on," she said.

My boy here is a virgin. Imagine that huh? I want you to break him off real proper-like, Ray said.

Big strong, strapping boy like you don't have a girlfriend? Raine asked me, her sexy husky voice full of astonishment. All I could do was look down with an embarrassed grin on my face.

Raine shook her head. Such a cutie. Well, come on. We're gonna have some fun, she said. She took my hand and we went into her bedroom. Pops stayed in the living room and turned on the TV.

She was smiling at me as we went into her room. She had this gap in her teeth that somehow looked really sexy. She smelled like chocolate and caramel mixed together.

Oh yes, Mama's gonna take real good care of you, she said, facing me. I took off my jacket and laid it down on the bed. She undid that robe and exposed that bosom. My dick was so hard it was throbbing.
You like that baby? Go ahead, touch them, she cooed. I reached out and cupped her breasts. The flesh was spilling out all over my hand. Her nipples were big and stiff. I played with them and she sucked in her breath. I played with them for a few more minutes then she dropped to her knees.

We're going to get this first one out of the way, she said. You'll last longer with the second one."

I was amazed. I mean, she knew I was going to bust fast and she wasn't going to be upset about it. But how was she going to get me back right again so quick? But that's exactly what she did. She undid my jeans and let them fall to the floor. She pulled down my briefs and my aching dick sprang forth. Her eyes danced and she licked her lips.

Mmmmm... mmm!!! I'm gonna enjoy this, she said. She closed her eyes and wrapped that luscious mouth around the shaft of my dick. She slurped on the head and sucked my dick into her mouth deeply. Her mouth was warm and wet and her suction was firm yet gentle.

My knees started to buckle as I tried to hold onto my cum. But my balls weren't having it. When she swallowed my dick down to my balls and licked them as well, I lost it. My balls emptied themselves in her mouth. Raine moaned and growled as she continued sucking and swallowing my nut. I almost fell down my knees buckled so hard.

I did fall back on her bed when I finished cumming. She gave my dick one more wet suck and spit it out. She licked her lips and climbed onto the bed with me. She laid beside me, propping herself up on her elbow.

So how did your first blowjob feel? she asked me, knowing she rocked my world.

Fantastic, I told her with a smile. I looked at my now flaccid dick. There was no way that thing was waking up anytime soon. I was a bit disappointed because I really did want to know what her pussy felt like.

I guess you know my dad pretty well huh? I asked her, trying to make small talk while my dick re-energized itself.

Yeah, we've been friends for a long time. We've had some good times together, she said. I know what we have together. We both know what it is and satisfied to keep it that way.

My dick was still wet with her saliva and my cum. She began to stroke me and I played with her titties. My dick began to stiffen again. She smiled and leaned over my lap. She took my dick by the bases and stood it up. She engulfed it down to the balls and came back up again. My eyes rolled back in my head, it felt so good. She went up and down a few more times, leaving my dick glistening wet. When she got it sufficiently rock hard, she sat back up. She reached in her nightstand and pulled out a condom. She removed the wrapper and rolled it over my dick.

How do you want it baby? she asked me and I looked at her mega-sized ass. She grinned at me and got on her knees in a doggy-style position. I got behind her and caressed all of that booty-meat. I couldn't believe how soft her ass was.

Her pussy was hot, juicy and ready. She arched her back and all of that ass was just piled up like a big-ass plate of spaghetti. I rubbed my dick between her cheeks to find her spot and it just sunk right in. All I could do is shake my head at how it felt. Her pussy just gobbled my dick up like a Venus Fly Trap. I had to stop moving for a minute to keep from cumming but once I got steady I started fucking and she started moaning.

I squeezed her ass and spanked it too. She yelped and hollered. Right then and there I saw why Pops called her Jigglypuff. All that ass was just quivering away while I banged her. She was fucking me back just as hard as I was fucking her.

After a while, I felt that second nut rising and I tried to slow down but she wasn't having it. She contracted her pussy muscles on me and started sucking the life out of me. Like a vampire, it sucked and sucked and drained and drained. Soon my nut was flooding that condom and I was done. We both flopped down on the bed.

Later on, we both came out of that room with huge grins on our faces. She gave me a big kiss and told Pops he can bring me by anytime. After that we left."

Calel sat up and looked at Dr. Turner, who had grabbed a fan and was fanning herself with it. A band of sweat had broken across her forehead and she was breathless.

"Dr. Turner, are you okay?" Calel asked.

She appeared flustered but she nodded and collected herself. "I'm fine. It's just that... I wasn't expecting... that." she said.

Calel gave her a confused look. "That? You mean the escapade. Yeah. It was pretty hot," he said.

Her composure regained, Dr. Turned straightened her blouse and buttoned her suit jacket. "Well, I think that's enough for today. Let me consult my notes and see what I can come up with the next time we meet. Is that okay?" she asked.

"Sounds good to me," Calel said. He looked at her. "Doctor, do you think I'm a sex addict?" he asked.

Dr. Turned looked at him with a clinical eye. "Well..." she began. "I want you to think about this. Think about in terms of a drug addict needing his fix. Or an alcoholic needing a drink. Put that question into those terms and answer it for yourself. The next time we meet, you can tell me what you think. Cool?"

Calel nodded his head slowly as he put on his jacket. "See you next week, Doctor," he said and left the office.

Dr. Turner sat down at her desk and blew out a sigh. It was a good thing he left. She had gotten very hot and bothered sitting there listening to him talk. She could only imagine what tales he had in store for her.

As he climbed into his car to head home, Calel smiled to himself. It felt good to talk about these things to a professional. And Dr. Turner did have a good ear. He thought about her and how sexy she was. She seemed to get open listening to him talk about his sexcapades. Well, she'd better get ready. She ain't heard shit yet.