AnalTherapy – Lola Valentine: Believe it or Not

Roxie sat at the bar looking irritated, phone in hand. The guy next to her noticed. “You okay? You look stressed.” “My friend just ghosted me. He was supposed to meet me here and now he’s not texting back.” She ordered another drink and decided she wasn’t going home alone. By the end of the night she had two guys with her. In the Uber she pulled out her phone and sent a message to the one who stood her up. “You didn’t text me back. That’s okay. You’ve already been replaced. Actually… double replaced. I have two guys with me right now and they’re gonna get all of me. All the way you’re supposed to have it.” Back at her place the clothes came off fast. She dropped to her knees between them, taking one thick cock into her mouth while stroking the other. Spit ran down both shafts as she switched, looking up with pure attitude. “Open up,” one of them ordered. She did, letting him fuck her throat while the second man rubbed her soaked pussy from behind. They bent her over the couch. One slid into her tight pussy while the other fed her his cock again. Roxie moaned around the shaft, pushing back to take every thrust. When they flipped her onto her back she spread her legs wide and invited both of them closer. “Dive in that pussy,” she gasped. One ate her while the other fucked her mouth. Then they switched. She came hard, thighs shaking, still demanding more. They put her on all fours again so she could shake her ass for them while one pounded her from behind and the other made her suck him clean. Near the end both men were close. Roxie stroked them fast, mouth open, tongue out. “Shake it out for me… yes, baby.” They painted her face and tits with thick ropes of cum. She stayed on her knees, smiling through the mess, then picked up her phone one more time. “None for you,” she whispered, and hit send.

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Max stood in the living room holding a cheap bunch of roses while Mrs. White looked him up and down with open disapproval. “You’re not exactly what I expected. And you’re not dressed appropriately for meeting your wife’s mother.” Nora had told him to come alone so the two of them could talk. Mrs. White wasted no time questioning his career, his ability to provide, and whether love was enough. Max stayed calm, insisting he would do anything for her daughter. “Anything?” she repeated, stepping closer. “I’m not the big bad wolf,” she said softly. “I’m a soft, tender woman at heart.” The conversation turned. She admitted she wanted to “test” him. Max didn’t stop her when she kissed him. Clothes came off fast. She pushed him onto the couch, climbed on top of his face, and ground her wet pussy against his tongue. “Make me fucking cum,” she ordered. He licked her until she shook and soaked his chin. Then she dropped to her knees, took his thick cock into her mouth, and sucked him deep while looking up with pure challenge in her eyes. When she was ready she straddled him and sank down in one smooth motion. “Fuck me just like that… use that little pussy.” She rode him hard, tits bouncing, then turned around and took him from behind, pushing back to meet every thrust. Max gripped her hips and fucked her deep until she came again, clenching tight around him. He followed soon after, flooding her while she stayed locked on his cock. Afterwards she smiled, still breathless. “Welcome to the family.” Nora walked in a moment later. The look on her face said everything.

Mike and his stepdaughter Megan sat stiffly on the therapist’s couch. Lana, the unorthodox counselor, smiled and explained the session was being recorded for notes. “I caught Megan masturbating in my bed,” Mike admitted. Megan looked down. “I was fantasizing about my stepdad.” Lana nodded as if this were completely normal. “Suppression never helps. The healthiest path is to give in to the fantasy. We’ll start slow.” She handed Megan a hand mirror and made her confess out loud: how she watched him in the shower, how his scent after working on the car turned her on. Then she made Mike admit he had the same thoughts. Step by step the “therapy” escalated. First a hug. Then a kiss on the cheek. Then on the lips. Lana guided Mike’s hands to Megan’s breasts—“one hand, then both”—while Megan kept her eyes closed at first. When Lana told her to show her father her tits, Megan pulled her top off without protest. “Safe space,” Lana kept repeating. Soon Megan was on her knees between Mike’s legs, sucking his cock while the therapist coached her. “Two hands… tongue on the balls… take it deeper.” Mike groaned, hands in her hair. Lana watched approvingly and occasionally touched both of them, keeping the “session” moving. Megan climbed onto his lap and sank down onto his bare cock. They both gasped. Lana had them switch positions—cowgirl, doggy, spooning—while she narrated and encouraged every thrust. “Relive the fantasy right here. Feel every inch. It’s okay to get wet. It’s okay to stay hard.” Megan came hard, clenching around him. Mike followed soon after, flooding her while Lana praised their “progress.” They kept going through more positions until both were spent and shaking. Afterwards Lana smiled and closed her notebook. “Fantastic work. Same time next week?”

Dallas’s dad had cancelled the Vegas trip at the last minute. She was annoyed at first, but when she stepped out in her brand-new bikini she decided the week didn’t have to be wasted. “Could you help me put some oil on?” she asked her stepson. “I might as well get a tan.” He started on her back. When she asked him to do the front she pulled the top aside without hesitation. His hands moved over her soft tits while she talked casually about school and how her husband hadn’t touched her in a long time. He got hard. She noticed, smiled, and told him it was okay—dad would never have to know. That night she came to his room in a short robe. “What happens in Vegas stays in Vegas,” she whispered, dropping to her knees. She freed his thick cock and stroked it slowly. “You like the way mommy’s hand feels?” She took him into her mouth, sucking deep and wet, looking up the whole time. Spit ran down the shaft as she worked him with both hand and tongue. When he got close she pulled off and wrapped her soft tits around him, sliding up and down until he was throbbing. “Mommy likes making you feel good.” She pushed him onto the bed, climbed on top, and sank down onto his cock in one long slide. Both of them groaned. She rode him slow at first, then harder, tits bouncing while she told him how much better he felt than his father. He flipped her onto her back and fucked her deep, then turned her over and took her from behind, gripping her hips hard. “Fuck mommy like that… use your little boy.” She came hard around him, then again when he reached under and rubbed her clit. Near the end he buried himself completely and flooded her with thick cum. Dallas stayed locked on him, milking every pulse, then looked back with a satisfied smile. “We’re definitely doing this when we get home. Just don’t tell dad.”

Their parents were at it again—screaming, slamming doors, the usual chaos downstairs. Kate sat on the edge of her stepbrother’s bed, arms wrapped around herself. “I wish they never got married. They’re horrible for each other… then I wouldn’t have a cute stepbro.” He told her she could stay as long as she wanted. When another crash echoed from below she looked at him with a mischievous glint. “Think we should make our own noise?” She pulled her top off and guided his hands to her soft tits. “You like my boobies? You wanna suck on some step-sis tits?” He did. She moaned softly while he licked and sucked, then pushed him lower. “If we were married, would you eat my pussy every day?” “Fuck yeah. Whatever you want.” He spread her legs and buried his face between them, licking her already wet slit until she came hard, thighs shaking around his head. Kate pulled him up, pushed him onto his back, and took his thick cock into her mouth. “Let’s pretend we’re together. I’m gonna suck on my husband’s big cock.” She sucked him deep and wet, looking up the whole time. When she couldn’t wait any longer she climbed on top and sank down onto him in one slow motion. Both of them groaned. She rode him hard, tits bouncing, whispering how good he felt. He flipped her onto her back and fucked her deep in missionary, then turned her over and took her from behind while she pushed back to meet every thrust. She came again, clenching tight around him, and he followed soon after, flooding her with thick cum. Afterwards they lay tangled together, still breathing hard. “We definitely shouldn’t have done that… but god, that felt so good.” “I guess we’ll have to get married now,” she laughed softly, “because I’m definitely pregnant after that.”

Today I came across a pretty college student named Jesie Rose, who told me she worked as a waitress to help pay her school fees. Since she didn’t make a lot of money, the Czech beauty was happy to accept cash in exchange for showing me her small, perky titties and thong-clad booty. Jesie even pulled her lingerie aside and let me stroke her pussy! Feeling horny, I handed over a few more euros and asked the petite babe for a blowjob. After sucking on my huge dick, Jesie was also in the mood for a good fucking, and she stuck out her nice ass so I could bang her in doggy. We found somewhere a bit more secluded, where the total nymph bounced on my cock in cowgirl and reverse, and then she spread her legs and invited me to penetrate her in missionary on the floor. When I was nearing climax, I pulled out and got Jesie to jerk me off until I showered her in my cum!

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