"Just lie down on the couch and relax, Marcia," Dr. Fagen said easily, "this is just our first session to gether so we'll use it basicly to get to know one and other and create a trust between us, how does that sound to you.?." "Uh, pretty good, doctor," she replied while getting comfortable on the cool leather sofa that dominated the expanisive office of Dr. Harold Fagen, the resident psychotherapist at County General Hospital who specializes in sexual dysfunction. "Dr. Katzman sent over your file," Harold Fagen said candidly, "and after going over it carefully, I concluded just as he did, that you have absolutely nothing wrong with you physically, and that any problem that you may be having is most likely the result of some mental trauma." "I realize that," Marcia replied softly, "but what is it that's keeping me pics from having a sexaul climax, doctor, I'm only twenty five years old and still haven't experienced even one orgasm in my entire life.?." "Well pics," the doctor replied gently, "that is what we are here to find out."
"It says on your chart that you're not married," Dr. Fagen asked, "is that still the case.?."
"Before we get to that," he opined , "what do you think about when you do masturbate, is it that perfect male you have in your mind , or pics something else.?." "Ahem, I guess I think about you know, the male genitalia," she replied red faced.?. "That 's perfectly normal," he answered gently, "in fact I'd wager a guess that ninety five percent of all women think about exactly that, and the other five are pics liars," he added with a laugh, "but my next question is very important, so answer me truthfully." "Okay," she replied, "ask away ."
"No ," she quicly replied , "never, I'd be much too embarrassed to try something like that!" "Even if it meant having nice hard orgasms for the first time," he asked her forcefully, "and I mean real earth shaking climaxes !?! "After thinking about it for a pics moment, she nodded her pics head and answered, "I'm ready for anything, let's do it!"
"You have a very voluptuous body," the doctor commented while moving his chair into a spot where both of them were facing directly at pics each other, "I've always been partial to red hair and large breasts." "Y-you'e just saying that," she replied red faced as she noticed him looking at her bushy red haired vagina, "how can I be sure that you're not just saying that.?." "Well," he opined, "this might be one way of telling," as he shifted around , giving her a perfect view of his huge erection, "and believe me, it's just like George Washington, it cannot tell a lie ." Marcia couldn 't help but break out laughing at Dr . Fagen 's little joke, and the in a soft voice replied, "You can 't tell it from over there , but mine feels the same pics as yours." "That's good , Marcia," he replied softly pics, "now tell me the truth, what would you like to watch me do.?." As her hand automatically fell into her crotch, Marcia
"But if I do that and stare at your pretty body I'll shoot it way to quickly," he replied gently, "you don't want me to cum already do you!?!" "I-I don't know," she moaned while staring at his hand and pecker, "I want you to shoot it all over yourself, really have a big one!" "I could do that," he said almost in a whisper , "but want you to cum right along with me, you want to cum don't you , Marcia!?!" "Oh yes ," she gasped as her finger flew over her distended clit , "b-but I don't think that I can !" "Of course you can," Dr, Fagen replied evenly, "but sometimes it just takes a little extra push to get a person over the hump, Marcia, would like me to give you that little extra push!?!" "God yes," she groaned, "y-your driving me crazy, tell what you're going to do to me!" "Well pics, it 's not much really," he replied, "not really much at all!"
For the next five minutes she was unable to speak as she relished the feeling of contentment she had so long desired and finally attained . When she finally opened her eyes, a small "cat that ate the canary" smile crept slowly over her face and she offered soflty, "I'll never pics choose TV over masturbation ever again, and you've got my word on it."
"Just lie down on the couch and relax, Marcia," Dr. Fagen said easily, "this is just our first session to gether so we'll use it basicly to get to know one and other and create a trust between us, how does that sound to you.?." "Uh, pretty good, doctor," she replied while getting comfortable on the cool leather sofa that dominated the expanisive office of Dr. Harold Fagen, the resident psychotherapist at County General Hospital who specializes in sexual dysfunction. "Dr. Katzman sent over your file," Harold Fagen said candidly, "and after going over it carefully, I concluded just as he did, that you have absolutely nothing wrong with you physically, and that any problem that you may be having is most likely the result of some mental trauma." "I realize that," Marcia replied softly, "but what is it that's keeping me pics from having a sexaul climax, doctor, I'm only twenty five years old and still haven't experienced even one orgasm in my entire life.?." "Well pics," the doctor replied gently, "that is what we are here to find out."
"You have a very voluptuous body," the doctor commented while moving his chair into a spot where both of them were facing directly at pics each other, "I've always been partial to red hair and large breasts." "Y-you'e just saying that," she replied red faced as she noticed him looking at her bushy red haired vagina, "how can I be sure that you're not just saying that.?." "Well," he opined, "this might be one way of telling," as he shifted around , giving her a perfect view of his huge erection, "and believe me, it's just like George Washington, it cannot tell a lie ." Marcia couldn 't help but break out laughing at Dr . Fagen 's little joke, and the in a soft voice replied, "You can 't tell it from over there , but mine feels the same pics as yours." "That's good , Marcia," he replied softly pics, "now tell me the truth, what would you like to watch me do.?." As her hand automatically fell into her crotch, Marcia
For the next five minutes she was unable to speak as she relished the feeling of contentment she had so long desired and finally attained . When she finally opened her eyes, a small "cat that ate the canary" smile crept slowly over her face and she offered soflty, "I'll never pics choose TV over masturbation ever again, and you've got my word on it."