It's now happened 3 times, maybe in brief and posted here it will have the effect of release.

I suffer depression from a scaring sexual abuse history as a child from 11- 15, every few years I'm asked to see a therapist and each time I have, it's resulted in me banging them.

My first was at 16, she asked questions I answered, within two weeks we were having our sessions in the nude, then in the spa then I was spending my sessions inside her, which she was allowing me to do anything I pleased, after a month I was bored, I stopped seeing her and she turned into a stalker, leaving her stained underwear in places where I would find them, front door, my room door, school bus, school bag some days, some help she was this went on for a good part of that year.

Then it happend again at 20, another sexual therapist, she asked I answered, by the end of the week she'd come onto me-- she actully gave me a hotel room key as a hint, I went, her husband was in the room when I got there, he explained that he was there to watch and play a submissive role for me, I was use him as a slave, when she arrived I put him in charge of filming and drinks, I took his very small framed wife and literally fucked the shit out of her and till she past out from being absolutely hammered in every position I could put her in, and whole she was out cold I had him clean us both up and ice her pussy,
When she woke up she fed me a little blue pill, and asked me to do it again, so I did, for the entire weekend, she asked me to move in with her befor we left the hotel, she drove me and made her husband catch a cab, and for the next six months she paid me to play her sex partner, we went to swinging clubs to pick up, we held and attend a Gang bang party every two weeks, we meet up with swinging couples as offen as we could, and her husband watched and cleaned up everything
I knew I was out when I was at the point of helping their kids with their homework while she was riding me cowgirl style on the kitchen bench at breakfast nere the end, I remember one Sunday lunch I used the mother in laws napkin to wipe my cock after a very enjoyable anal sex session that ended at the family lunch table, we had been walking around I loved her curling up into a ball so I could pick her up from behind and fit her on my cock and walk around just lifting and slamming her down as hard as I wanted, I was high and the impact wasn't real for me at that point, but that was the last straw for me and I was out,,,,,

The last was this week, it was my third session, and my therapist was clearly touching herself while I was talking, she offered hypno I let her think she was putting me under, she pulled out me cock and sucked me hard then took a few pics and then without a condom got on and rode me till she cum, then dressed and woke me up, I kept relaxed and told her I felt relived and excited not knowing why after that, and extremely horny,,,,,,,the session was extended for a few more hours, due to me just kissing her then going down on her, fuck it, this time I'll play.

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by Anonymous on Mar 7, 2016 at 6:59 PM

Aren't you the stud and completely full of lies.

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by Anonymous on Mar 8, 2016 at 5:31 AM

I was 19, living at home, and attending a local university when someone told my parents I was gay. Actually I am bi. Well, after the anointing to cast that demon out didn't work I was ordered to a shrink or be cut off financially and cast into the streets with my clothes. The second sessions with this really good looking man (the age of my dad) asked if I preferred guys my age or professional, secure older men? I had never had an interest in guys my age, so I told him the truth. The next session (two one hour sessions a week) when he closed the door he set in a chair across from me, not behind his desk. Into the sessions he lifted one of his legs and spread it over the arm of his chair. After a few more questions he asked if he turned me on. I really wasn't expecting that so said nothing. So he asked me again this time asking did I want him put his other leg on the other arm of the chair so his crotch was easily visible. I shook my head yes and he put his other leg over the other arm on the chair and slid his ass mid way off the seat. I was mesmerized as I saw his large bulge of balls. After that it was a blur as to how I wound up on my knees with him fucking my mouth. He wore a suit and only unzipped his pants and he fucked my mouth blowing his load down my throat. I went to him 2 times a week for several months and sucked him almost every time. He was very interested in others I had sex with, thing we did and who my first was when I was 14. He told me parents I was bi, not gay and best leave me alone and allow me to be myself. I met him several times after that in his office after hours and in motels where he fucked me hard and deep and sucked my dick. That was 1965 and it still goes on in the world of Psychiatry.

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