Pussy on the mind.
written by:
Billy Jack

Pussy on the mind --- By Billy Jack

"Pussy pussy pussy." Still the memory of the conversation with Jimmy Burnet with Dr. Samantha Stevens over the phone just minutes earlier had her intrigued "I can't stop thinking about it. I think about eating it, touching it, and fucking it. And it's driving me crazy. I can't seem to get enough."

At first Samantha thought that he was a nut case playing a stupid game with her, but the sound of his voice told her otherwise. She felt that he was sincere, and that he definitely was looking for help. Before they hung up the phone Dr. Burnet had him set up to meet with her in her office at five o'clock that evening. Normally she didn't see anyone after four, but the conversation had her mind running at a mile a minute. She was sure it was a joke and that he wouldn't show up, but if it was true, then maybe she'd have a case that would make the medical journals, and she'd finally get the recognition from her piers that she felt she'd earned.

She couldn't get the strange case out of her mind. She tried to picture what he looked like but all she could come up with in a vision was a short overweight man, balding on top, with a desire to have what he wanted but could only fantasize about. She felt he thought about it all the time because he couldn't get it.

"Sheila" Samantha said to her receptionist after Barry Dickerson cancelled his four o'clock appointment at the last minute. "I need to run over to the hospital to meet with a new patient that was admitted this morning. I may be late getting back for my five o'clock appointment. Would you stay until I get back? I know you've put in a lot of overtime lately, but I think I really need to meet with this Mr. Burnet."

"No problem," the beautiful redheaded Sheila told her boss, "I'll stay until you get back. Take your time. I don't have any plans tonight anyway."

Ten minutes to five came fast, and Samantha hadn't yet returned. She was still at the hospital interviewing the man who'd tried to kill himself earlier that morning. He had a huge problem dealing with his upcoming divorce and he didn't want to have to go through with the grieving he that he was in for.

When Sheila heard the front door open she turned and saw the most attractive man she'd ever seen walk into the reception area. He stood over six feet tall, had dark bushy black hair, and his body matched that of a body builder who was serious but didn't want to look like a freak by building up too much. His body looked ripped and she could see the muscles in his chest move when he stuck out his hand to shake hers and introduce himself.

"You must be Dr. Burnet's five o'clock appointment." Sheila said as she closely looked up and down his firm body. "I'm sorry but she's running a little late. If you have time she would like for you to wait for her. She should be back soon."

"Sure," he responded with the sexiest smile Sheila had ever seen. "I don't have anything going on tonight anyway.

After Jimmy sat down Sheila tried to act busy, but she couldn't keep her eyes off the man sitting across from her. Her curiosity got the best of her. She reached across the desk and took his new file and opened and read it. She couldn't believe what she read. The man had an obsession with sex. No, that's not what it said she thought to herself, it says he has an obsession with pussy.

She looked back up at him and smiled. She could actually imagine him on his knees in front of her with his head buried between her legs. She could feel her pussy getting wet as her fantasy progressed. She imagined him pressing on her clit with his tongue while reaching up and kneading her large firm breasts. She felt very close to an orgasm with the thoughts.

When she finally came out of her trance she noticed that Jimmy had sat back and was staring at her. She felt embarrassed and tried to act professional.

"Is there something I can help you with?" She asked when she saw the huge package bulging in his jeans when he leaned forward to hear her better.

"The question is," he said as he rose from his seat, "is there something I can help you with?"

He silently moved in behind her and laid both of his hands on her shoulders and started to massage her as he leaned over and put his mouth close to her ear.

"You had the look of lust on your face while you read my folder," he whispered in her ear. "You looked like you were getting worked up. Maybe there is something you would like for me to do for you?"

"I don't know what you are talking about," she said as she felt her body relax under his talented hands. She hadn't felt such tenderness from a man in ages and it felt good.

"I think you know exactly what I'm talking about," he told her as he slid his hand up and around her front until he had her tits cupped in his hands. "I think you're wondering about me. Am I serious? Or am I a real nut case? You tell me."

She watched his hands while he slowly moved back up to her neck line, and then back down and under her top. She felt that she should stop him but she was too worked up. She wanted to see how far he'd go before he backed off. She was sure after he got a feel of her firm tits that he would stop and go sit down, but she had to know.

Jimmy lightly rubbed both nipples until he made them rock hard. He took her left nipple between his finger and thumb and lightly twisted them while he lightly massaged the right nipple.

"Ummm," Jimmy heard her moan as her breathing started to get heavier. "We shouldn't be doing this."

"But aren't you just a little bit curious at how good I am at eating pussy?" He whispered in her ear. "I bet you're imagining me with my head between your legs right now.

She was amazed at how right he was. She wanted him so badly she hurt. But what could she do? She was in the doctor's office. Hell she worked for the doctor. Although no other patients were scheduled to come in, the doctor could walk in at any second, and then she'd probably be fired for having sex with one of their patients.

Jimmy wasn't ready to quit. He pulled his hands from her blouse and put them on her stomach. When she leaned back after getting so excited that there wasn't any turning back, he slid his hands down and put them on her inner thighs just below her dresses hem line.

He looked over her shoulder as he slid his hand up her thigh until he had her red thong panties exposed. He could see the bulge of her clit pressed against the thin material, and the dark stain just below that told him that she'd had a small orgasm just thinking about what he was doing. He was excited. He wanted a taste of her pussy. He wanted to make her cum on his face. The thought of pussy once again took hold over him. He had to have her now.

He slid his hand onto her pussy and over her panties, then he traced her clit and slit with his finger. He could see the wet spot grow. Her moans were louder now, and her upper body started to squirm.

He slowly moved around and in front of her and carefully slid her chair back so that he could kneel between her legs. When he lowered himself he placed both his hands on her knees and she allowed him to spread her legs with no resistance.

"I want to eat your pussy," he told her as he looked up into her eyes. "I want to make you cum on my face."

She started to protest but then stopped. She was so fucking horny by then that she hurt. She needed a release. She just hoped that the doctor didn't walk in and catch them.

Jimmy lowered his head and started kissing her inner thighs. As he worked his way up towards her honey hole he used his fingers to pull the thin material to the side. When he eased his mouth onto her wet pussy she tightened up and yelped. She'd never been put into a position like this before and it excited her. She could feel her pussy start to flow. She knew he would do just as he said he would, cause her to cum on his face.

Jimmy worked her clit with his tongue while he slid his hand up to her pussy, and then he slowly slid two fingers up inside her. She was tight, but he had little problem with gaining access to her overly slippery opening. She pushed her lower body forward almost cramming his hand too tightly against her sensitive pussy. She wanted more, she wanted to explode and coat his whole body with her delicious cum. At this point she didn't care who came into the office, she was going to cum regardless.

Jimmy slit his tongue back and forth across her swollen clit. He loved how she tasted, and the feeling on his tongue caused his cock to strain against the fabric that held it in place. He knew he wouldn't have time to fuck her, not now, but he was definitely going to set it up to where she would want to meet him later for a slow hot fuck.

Sheila put her hand on the back of his head and pulled in tightly each time she had a small orgasm. She'd never cum this fast or often before. Usually she had a couple of small orgasms before she had one fairly big one. She didn't usually cum hard, just enough to take the edge away from her pent up sexual frustration, but with Jimmy she felt he would give her more.

Her moans grew louder and her body thrashed harder. She pulled hard too many times on the back of his head and his nose started to hurt from the pressure. He needed to get her off fast, otherwise he would be hurting later that evening. His nose felt like it was about ready to break pressed up against her pelvis bone.

He knew one way to speed up the process. He pulled his fingers from her pussy and trailed one of them down her crack until he felt her anus. When he slid a finger up inside her he heard her screech. He knew it was what it would take. Within two minutes she grabbed a hand full of his hair and pulled him in tight. Her body went ridged for about ten second, and as she started to relax she opened up on him. She hadn't ever squirted before, so when she did this time her emotions over took her and she screamed. Most of the people in the building had already clocked out by then and gone home, so for someone to hear them from another office was most unlikely.

Sheila felt physically drained. She could barely keep her eyes opened. She'd never cum so hard in her life. She loved what he did to her and how he made her cum like she did. She wanted to suck his cock, but she knew they'd already pressed their luck as it was.

After she sat up and re-arranged her clothing she took out a piece of paper and wrote down her name and phone number.

"Here's my number," she said as she reached over to hand it to him. "Call me. I'd love to go out sometime. Besides, I owe you a blowjob, and I always pay off my debt."

Ten minutes later, at precisely ten minutes after six o'clock, Samantha walked through the door. The first thing she'd noticed when she walked through the door was the strong odor of sex. Surely it was her imagination. Sheila would never do anything with a patient. Or at least she'd never shown any interest in any of the patients before. But she knew what she smelt, and it was definitely the strong odor of pussy.

"You must be Jimmy," Samantha said as she approached the good looking man sitting in the waiting room. "Come with me please," she said as she started towards her office.

Samantha moved in behind her desk while Jimmy moved over and sat in the leather recliner in front of the desk. She preferred the recliner over the cot. It seemed that most patients were able to talk more openly when they sat up in a conversational setting rather than lying down.

"You have a unique problem," Samantha said as she reached over and hit the record button on her tape recorder.

Samantha always recorded her sessions, then afterwards Sheila would transcribe them and that session would become a part of her treatment. It was the best way to remember everything to work towards a treatment for each patient.

"When did this problem start?" Samantha asked once Jimmy appeared to be comfortable.

"When I was fourteen," Jimmy answered. "It was the time when my twenty three year old aunt seduced me."

"Did you have sex with her at that time?" Samantha asked as she checked out her patient from head to toe.

She thought he was one of the most handsome men she'd ever seen, and she couldn't help but feel a bit of lust for him. She could understand how his aunt was so turned on by him that she wanted to have sex with him. If he wasn't her patient she would have seduced him herself.

"It was my first experience with oral sex," Jimmy told her with an embarrassed voice. "I didn't know what I was doing. I felt awkward. But by the time she left I had gotten pretty good at it. While I did it she directed me on what to do."

"How did you feel afterwards?"

"I felt like I was a man. I felt indestructible."

"Why did you feel that way?"

"Because she told me I was the best she'd ever had."

After Samantha stopped long enough to let silence envelope the room she finally broke the silence with the most important question of the treatment.

"What is it you want from your treatment?" Samantha asked as she leaned over her desk and picked up the small desk clock to look at what time it was.

"I want to know if I have a problem, or if I am normal," Jimmy said as he looked down at Samantha's cleave after her top button of her blouse spread open from when she leaned over. "I love sex, mostly pussy. I think about it all the time. I cannot pass up a beautiful woman without trying to get her into bed."

"And you feel that this is a problem for you?"

"Don't you?"

"Not if you don't try to coerce the lady."

"But I go after married women too. That isn't right. I don't know why I do it."

"Do you know they're married when you first make a play?"

"Yes."

"Does it bother you afterwards? And how often do you succeed at getting them in bed?"

"I rarely fail. And no. I don't give it a second thought after she gets up, gets dressed and leaves."

"Then I don't really see a problem. If it ate at you then I could see a problem. Look Jimmy, sex is a wonderful outlet. Many people treat women like they were property. If you treat them right when and after you have sex with them, then I see nothing wrong with it."

"Really?"

"Jimmy," she said as she looked at the clock one last time. "I hate to cut this short, but I have a reservation at an elite restaurant, and I need to get there. If I cancel the reservation I may not get another one for months."

"I understand," Jimmy said as he stood up to leave.

He looked disappointed as he stood and waited for word of his next appointment.

"Listen," Samantha said when she saw the disappointment on his face. "My date cancelled on me for tonight. I hate to eat alone. Would you like to go to dinner with me? We can finish this session at the restaurant."

"Are you sure?"

"Yes," she said as she turned off the recorder and stood to move around to where he stood. "Come on. Let's have a nice dinner together. I'm starved."

The restaurant was one of the hottest spots in town. You had to be someone important just to have a reservation, and most often, no matter who you were, you were still often put on a waiting list to get in.

She'd treated the owner of the restaurant a few years back, and she pretty well got a reservation whenever she wanted. But to cancel on such short notice could change things, and she couldn't let that happen.

After they arrived at the restaurant Samantha met with the manager and asked for a booth somewhere private so that she could conduct a therapy session. They were taken to a separate room off from the kitchen where only one booth with a dimly lit chandelier hung the table. They would have all the privacy they'd need there.

Samantha slid onto the padded bench seat against the wall and Jimmy, without thinking, slid in next to her. She expected him to sit across from her but she didn't say anything at that point. Maybe he'd feel more open sitting next to her instead of across from her.

"So how often do you go out with the expressed intent to have sex?" Samantha asked after their steaks arrived at the table. "Do you go out with the intentions of looking for it, or does it just happen?"

"When I go out I don't think about it," he answered her. "But inevitably it happens. Nearly every time I see a woman who makes my blood boil I can't resist talking to her."

"How often do you strike out and not get what you want?"

"Very rarely."

"Why do you think that is?"

"I have no idea," he told her as he sat back to think about it. "Lucky I guess."

"Do you like sex?"

"I love it," he answered as he let his hand drop down below the table. "I think I love it best when I please then enough to make them squirt. I don't want to see them just have an orgasm, they have to squirt."

"But not all women are squirters," Samantha told him as she studied his eyes to make sure he was being sincere.

"Most of them are," Jimmy told her with confidence. "It's just that most don't get them excited enough when they have sex, so they don't know they're squirters. I thrive at making them squirt."

"How many women have you been with that you couldn't get to squirt?"

"Three," he answered. "And they were over ten years ago."

"Are you telling me that you've made every woman you've been with squirt? For the past ten years?"

"Yes."

"I find that hard to believe," she told him as she started to think he was lying to her.

"But I swear, I'm telling you the truth."

"When I came into the office after you arrived for your appointment," she asked as she studied his face, "I smelled a strong odor of sex. Did you have sex in my office?"

"Yes."

"Who with?"

"Your receptionist."

"Are you telling me you had sex with Sheila in the reception room?"

"Yes."

"Did you force yourself on her?"

"No."

"She let you have sex willingly?"

"Yes."

"What did you do to her?"

"I ate her pussy."

"Did she squirt?"

"Most definitely."

"I find that hard to believe."

"Why would I lie?"

"I don't know, yet."

"I don't think there's a woman out there that I can't make squirt," he told her with confidence.

"I've been with someone incredible lovers," she told him after she saw his cockiness come out. "And I've never squirted. Not even come close."

"Then the men you were with wasn't all that good," he told her with confidence. "I would have made you squirt."

"You really believe that don't you?"

"Yes."

"That would be one bet you would lose."

"I seriously doubt it."

Jimmy moved his hand from his own lap and onto her outer leg and slowly circled his fingers on her soft thigh.

"Your hand feels good," she told him, "but it's nothing that I haven't felt before."

Slowly he eased his hand up her dress further until his fingers touched the hems of her panties. He slid his fingers over and on top of the material that encased her pussy and slowly worked them over on top of her clit.

She closed her eyes and let him work his fingers on her for several second before she said anything.

"That feels really good," she told him, "but once again, nothing that I haven't experienced before."

"Tell you what," he said now that he felt challenged, "let's go to my house. If I get you to squirt then all my future sessions are free."

"And if you can't get me to squirt?"

"Then my fees will be doubled. It will double for all the sessions, not just this one. But I know I'll succeed."

"Let's go," she said after she used her credit card to pay for the meals. "I want to prove to you that you aren't as good as you think."

Samantha left her car at the restaurant and rode with Jimmy. It took fifteen minutes before Jimmy pulled into the driveway of his split foyer house in one of the nicer neighborhoods just outside of town.

As soon as the door was shut behind them Jimmy reached over and took her by the hand and pulled her in tightly to his body. He leaned his head in slightly and tilted his neck as he moved his lips to hers.

She couldn't believe the electrical shock she felt soar through her body when his tongue slid into her mouth. He was definitely a good kisser. She knew that if anyone could get her to squirt, it would be Jimmy.

Jimmy placed his left hand behind her head and pulled her face in tighter while he slid his right hand up and under her blouse.

Her first instinct was to stop him, but she couldn't. She loved how he made her feel.

He slid his hand up her stomach and further up until his fingers slid under her bra. She had a firm set of tits, and nipples about the size of a pencil eraser. He took the hard nub between his finger and thumb and lightly pinched the orb. She moaned into his mouth as he slowly and gently started to twist her taught nipple.

Within seconds she was breathing and snorting like an out of control bull. He leaned over slightly and scooped her up in his arms and started towards the back of the house. When he got her to the bedroom he lowered her so she stood next to the bed. He put his arms around her waist and pulled her in tightly so that she could feel his hardness press against her stomach.

She definitely felt his cock as it pushed against her, and she already knew that he was well endowed from when she sat across from him at his office. She knew that she wouldn't squirt, but she felt she would have the hot sex she'd needed for a long time. She hadn't dated since her break-up nearly three months earlier, and she was horny was hell.

Jimmy kissed his way from her lips down to the side of her neck. While he kissed and sucked on her neck he slowly started to remove her clothes. He started with her blouse and bra, and then he stepped back and lowered himself to his knees while he worked her skirt and panties down her shapely legs. When he saw her shaved pussy he felt his cock leap with excitement. She had one of the sexiest pussy's he'd ever laid his eyes on.

When she felt his hand move onto her thigh she tilted her head back, and while still standing next to the bed she let him move freely with her body.

He slid his hand upwards until he felt the wetness of her pussy, then he flipped his hand so that the fingers were at her hole. When she felt him slide a single finger in a moan escaped her lips. She loved how tender he was with her, but still yet, he hadn't done anything that she hadn't had done to her before.

Still on his knees, he moved in closer and started kissing and licking her stomach while he sawed his fingers in and out of her. Her moans grew louder and her lower body started to rock from side to side. He kissed his way down until his lips were on her pussy mound, then he slowly licked the upper most part of her slit. He was merely a quarter inch from her clit, and she had to fight to keep from pushing his head down the rest of the distance. She wanted to feel his tongue on her clit.

Jimmy worked on her until she'd had several smaller orgasms before he stood and moved her over to the edge of the bed. He had her sit on the side before he put his hand on her shoulders and carefully eased her back until she was lying down with her feet overhanging the mattress. He returned to his knees and spread her legs before he slid his hand up her thigh until it was on her pussy.

She felt his finger brush her clit and she visibly flinched. Most men went right at it when they had her in that position. They didn't take their time to work her up slowly like Jimmy did. It seemed like they were in a competition to get her off as fast as they could. Jimmy didn't do that. It seemed that Jimmy wanted her to last as long as she could. She loved that about his love making.

By the time Jimmy moved his face onto her pussy she'd already had over a half dozen small orgasms, and the bed under her ass was wet. He slid his hands under her ass and lifted her several inches off the bed while he moved his mouth in tighter to her pussy. He slid his tongue across her slit and then back over it. She couldn't believe how different he was than the other men she'd been with. Jimmy was doing this for himself, not just for her. He seemed to love the taste of her pussy, and from the way he moved, it seem that he loved the feel of her clit on his tongue and that it excited him just as much as the taste.

The harder he licked her clit the louder her moans grew. He slowly moved his hand up and eased two fingers inside her. While he licked her clit he rubbed with just the right pressure against the upper part of her opening. No man had done that to her before, and it was driving her half crazy.

She was moving closer and closer to the point where she'd have no choice but to let go and cum. But she still didn't feel like she would squirt, not even close to it.

Jimmy gave her a few more minutes of clit work before he lifted her even higher and started to lick down her slit. When he got to her hole she expected him to slide his tongue in, but he didn't. He continued to lick down her slit until his tongue touched the outer rim of her anus.

When she felt his hot wet tongue probe at her anus her respiration picked up. She felt so lightheaded she felt that she would pass out if he continued.

She expected him to lick her anus several times and then move back up to her clit, but instead he snaked his tongue up inside her brown hole. This was something that had never been done to her before, and she loved the sensation that it sent throughout her whole body.

Her body became uncontrollable. She bucked up and down on the bed, and then she twisted from side to side as yelps and short screams escaped her lips. Her insides felt jumpy. She didn't know what overtook her, but she liked the feeling.

She felt something inside her that she had no idea what it was. She felt like she was about to explode. When Jimmy slid his tongue all the way inside her she lifted her body off the bed and tightened up. She slowly loosened up, and that was when all hell broke loose. She started to scream and sob while she thrashed her body from side to side.

Jimmy knew what was happening, so he held onto her hips tightly and waited for the onslaught of cum.

When she opened up on him she shot stream after stream out at him that had the power to sting his cheeks. But he didn't back off. He continued to drive his tongue in and out of her until she finally went completely limp. She was completely exhausted.

Jimmy stood up and lowered his jeans before he lowered himself and place the head of his cock to her opening. She was so exhausted she didn't feel anything until he slid up inside her, which set her off once again. She'd busted a nut twice in less than forty-five seconds, and she felt a third one quickly approach.

When Jimmy finally spent his seed deep up inside her four minutes later she was so exhausted that she fell immediately to sleep. Jimmy moved up to lie next to her and hold her while she slept.

While he lay next to her studying her beauty he started to think about his problem. He couldn't understand why he'd felt it was a problem. Why not do something that he truly loved?

Now he had another problem, an even bigger problem. Now he needed to know why he felt it was wrong to love pussy so much.

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