#Blackmail #Tween #Virgin #Voyeur
I visited a therapist because of guilt, shame, and fear from my attraction to minors. It ended up going in a different direction than I expected
My name is Bill. I am in my forties and have been single most of my life. I tried dating in my younger years, but it did not go very well. I ended up watching hours of porn everyday and progressing to pmvs. Eventually, I accidentally stumbled upon some porn that looked like it was of a girl under the age of 18. I felt more turned on than I had in a very long time and came very hard, but afterward, I felt guilty. Anyhow, over the course of the following months I ended up seeking out porn and found that I couldn’t even get hard without thinking about young girls.
I felt so much shame and frustration because of this, not to mention the fear of being arrested. I was desperate enough to stop that I thought maybe I should try talking to a therapist but just leaving out the part about porn. So, I made an appointment to meet with a Dr. Masterson. When I met Dr. Masterson the following week, she introduced herself as Yvette and asked me to call her that. She looked to be in her early 40’s and had shoulder length blonde hair and a curvy, rubenesque, motherly figure. Her demeanor was very warm and encouraging. She ran her own independent practice, and we were the only people there.
When we got to the therapy room, she emphasized that it was just us and that I could tell her anything in complete confidence. I told her about my porn addiction and that I was tired of wasting so much time on it and wanted to stop so that I could get erections naturally and date women my age. She looked me dead in the eye and asked, “Is that really true? Or is there something more to it? I have found that most men don’t mind consuming copious amounts of porn, and I have found that most men prefer younger women.” I told her that I wanted to tell her more but didn’t want to get in trouble. She leaned forward and said, “Listen. I promise that anything you tell me stays here. I know we just met, but you have to trust me in order to get better.”
I swallowed hard and admitted that I couldn’t even get an erection without thinking of girls that were middle school aged and even preferred younger than that, and that I had been gooning to hours of porn everyday for almost a year now. She gave me a warm smile and said, “See, that wasn’t so bad, was it? It’s okay. I’m here for you, and I want whatever is best for you. To be honest, I have a different perspective on a lot of things that most people. I’m aware of what our laws are and what society thinks, but I’m a freethinker and a realist. Regardless of what we try to tell ourselves, at the end of the day, we are animals with natural, primal urges that can’t be denied. People come of age sexually not when society says they should, but when their bodies say they should, and there is nothing wrong with exploring that.”
I told her I was a little bit surprised that she say things that way but was relieved that she understood where I was coming from and was not judging me. She said, “Actually, when I turned 10, my stepfather started having sex with me. It was the best thing that ever happened to me. It made me feel loved and accepted and gave me an outlet to explore my sexual desires and curiosities. It even helped my self-confidence, self-image, and confidence in dating when I got older. As long as both parties are interested, I think that sex between a man your age and a 10 year old can be a very beautiful and mutually edifying experience.”
I told her that I didn’t actually plan on acting on my desires and actually wanted to get back to “normal,” but that I was grateful for her understanding where I was coming from. She said, “Listen, I understand you are still carrying shame because of the society we happen to live in, but if you don’t fully accept and embrace your desire to experience sexual bliss with little girls, the cognitive dissonance and shame you feel will ruin the rest of your life. You have to just let go and accept yourself for who you are and stop fighting it!”
I told her that I was a little uncomfortable with what she was suggesting. She said, “Okay, let me be blunt. I have been recording this entire conversation, and if you don’t let me help you meet your sexual needs, I will turn you over to the authorities.”
I swallowed hard and asked her what she had in mind. She said, “There is a 10 year old foster girl, Brielle, that I have been counseling for months now, and I have even become her mentor. Sometimes she even spends the night with me. She has been complaining about being lonely and horny and having daddy issues. I have been working with her to help her accept that everything that she has been feeling is normal and okay but that she just needs to find the right person to explore those desires with. I think that the two of you need to meet and talk about your sexual desires and go from there. I will be present during the entire exchange to guide the two of you in case you feel any awkwardness.”
I said that I was a little afraid to do that. She raised an eyebrow and said, “That’s not what your crotch says. Your penis is hard as a rock right now. It’s okay. Don’t worry about what everyone else thinks. Just focus on what your biology is telling you you need. I’m scheduled to have Brielle at my house this Friday night. Meet me at my place at 6:00 p.m. then.”
I arrived at Yvette’s house that Friday and rang the doorbell. Yvette answered with an inviting smile and said, “I’m so glad you made it! Let me introduce you to Brielle!” She led me to her bedroom. As soon as I saw Brielle, my penis got hard! She had long red hair and green eyes and was sitting on the edge of the bed, wearing little red lace bra, red lace panties, and red fishnet stockings that were held up by little red garters. She stood up and said, “Hi Mr. Bill! I’m so happy to meet you! Do you like my outfit? Yvette helped me pick it out!” And with that, she turned around and shook her little butt from side to side and giggled.
I looked at Yvette and she just smiled back with a warm, reassuring smile and said, “Okay, I need to two of you to sit on the bed facing each other. I want each of you to look deep into each other’s eyes and express your desires and needs. But first, Bill, I feel like you are a little overdressed. Please strip down to just your underwear. I quickly complied, and Brielle and I sat in the center of the king sized bed facing each other while Yvette stood at the foot of the bed.
I said, “Okay, I will go first. It’s an honor to meet you Brielle. You are the most beautiful human being I have ever met, and I have to admit that I’m a little nervous but want us to both grow as people with Yvette’s help. I have a ferocious, insatiable lust for you. I want to kiss you deeply, tickle you all over, lick every inch of your delicious little body, put my tongue in your pussy and your anus, and massage your pussy and anus with my achingly horny daddy dick. I want us to say everything we think, express every feeling with the most heartfelt moans and grunts during sex, and act upon every instinct we have without hesitation. I have accepted that this is the only way that we can self-actualize and become the people that God wants us to be.”
Yvette said, “Thank you, Bill! That was beautiful! Okay, your turn, Brielle!” Brielle looked deep in my eyes and said, “I don’t want you to be nervous, Mr. Bill. I’m glad you told me everything you are thinking. I have been in foster care my entire life, and I have always felt kindof lonely. I play with myself and think about sex a lot, but it always seems like when I do, I think of older adult guys that could be like my daddy’s age. I mean, I don’t know my daddy, but the idea of an older guy loving me in every way possible makes me feel really good and accepted. I don’t know what would be best for us to do with each other, sexually, but I like you already and trust you and want to do anything I can to make us both happy. Yvette has been telling me that if I just let go and focus on what feels best sexually, everything will be okay. And that things feel best when I just breathe deeply and relax and try new things without judgement. So, I kinda just want you to lead and show me what you think will help us both feel like complete people.”
Yvette clapped and giggled and said, “Yay! I’m so glad that we’re all on the same page! Okay, just so you know, I’ve been recording everything since we started and will be recording everything we do here so that this recording will be available to all three of us for anything we need it for or want to look back on. I will remain in the room in case you guys need me for anything, but also because I’m feeling so much joy from the joy that you two will bring each other. So, with that, Bill, please proceed to touch Brielle however you want, tell her anything you want, and make any noises or faces that you need to make during the act of lovemaking. There is no judgement here. Only acceptance and understanding.”
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#Blackmail #Tween #Virgin #Voyeur