He pumped faster. Dr. Kim let out a little squeal. He didn’t slow down. Her saliva dripped across his cock. He pushed deep into her mouth, his cock sliding as far as it would go, and then grunted as he felt himself lose control.
“Oh fuck!” moaned Ben. He blasted out his hot, sticky load into Dr. Kim’s mouth and throat. Her lips formed a tight seal around the base of his cock, but it apparently wasn’t tight enough to keep a small amount from leaking out. He collapsed back into the therapy couch and watched as Dr. Kim slowly lapped up his cum off his dick and her lips.
“Good,” she said. “You’re beginning to understand.”
Ben took a deep breath.
“Have you been remembering to film each intimacy therapy session?” she asked.
Ben shook his head. Dr. Kim reached her hand over and flicked him on the forehead with her finger.
“Well, it’s time to start,” she said curtly. “And I’ll call your mom and talk to her about everything you expressed in your session today.”
“What?”
“Relax,” she said. “I’m only going to tell her in the vaguest terms. I won’t violate patient confidentiality, but I will recommend that the two of you consider increasing the frequency and duration of your home therapy sessions.”
Ben didn’t say anything. Even as sexually exhausted as he was, the thought of having his mom stroking him off even more often made him feel very, very excited.
“But my sister,” he said, remembering Alina. “She’s back home now. It’s hard for us to-“
“I’ll talk to her about that, too,” said Dr. Kim. “The two of you will have to explain it to her, eventually. I’ll help your mom find the… most effective phrasing, for that.”
Ben pulled his jeans back up and stood up. He felt good, better than he had going into the session, even if Dr. Kim’s new suggestions had been confusing to him.
“Thank you,” he said.
“If you want to thank me, follow the guidelines I’ve given you,” said Dr. Kim. “Keep going with the intimacy therapy. Take it as far as you’re comfortable with. And for the love of god, start filming each session, so I can… review them. To better advise you, of course.”
“Of course,” said Ben.
He smiled. He was excited to get him and see his mom and sister.
THE END
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FREE EXCERPT FROM GODDESS CRUISE LINES
CHAPTER 1
“You’ve never been on a vacation like this before, Mike!”
Laura Grant’s voice had a matter of fact, almost condescending tone that always managed to get under Mike’s skin. He sat next to her in the car. She had her window down, the wind blowing her chestnut brown hair around and nipping at the fabric of her sundress.
“And I never want to go on a vacation like this,” said Mike. “I still don’t understand why I couldn’t have stayed home in the first place. I’m 18.”
His stepmom smiled at him. The expression was affectionate, caring, and laced with the same parental authority that Mike had found so detestable in her voice a moment before.
Mike had always gotten along with Laura well enough. She was the only mother he’d ever known, stepping in almost immediately after his biological mother’s death in childbirth. Laura was a caring mother, a bit overprotective and prone to doting on her stepson from time to time, but always with her heart in the right place.
“It’s because you’re 18 that I can’t leave you home alone,” she laughed. “I know what kind of trouble you’d get into, young man.”
Laura reached over and set a hand on Mike’s thigh, her fingers coming into contact with the bare skin below the edge of his shorts. He flinched. His body didn’t seem to care that it was his mother doing the touching, judging from his reaction, and a flash of embarrassment waved over him.
I need some quality alone time. Damn it, I really wish I could’ve stayed home!
“I would have been on my best behavior, mom,” he said. “It’s still not too late. I could take the car home and pick you up when the cruise ship comes back to harbor.”
Laura laughed and slipped her hand up a bit higher on his thigh. She slowed the car to a stop at a red light and then turned to face her son.
“I know the things young men do when given enough wiggle room.” She flashed a coy smile at him. “I was young once, too.”
To the eyes of almost anyone, Laura was still young. She was 36 and looked as though she was in her mid-twenties. Her petite body was in the kind of perfectly toned shape that only years of regular aerobics and yoga classes can bring about in most women.
She had medium length auburn hair that she usually wore down. Laura, strangely enough, acted oblivious to the effect her body had on men. Her large, well-formed breasts were inspirational in the way they attracted horny, leering eyes, and her butt was just the right size and shape to do the same.
“Whatever, mom,” said Mike. He tried not to glance down the low-cut front of her sun dress as she leaned over to plant a kiss on his cheek.
Why can’t she dress more conservatively? I’m just glad it won’t be a problem for the next few days.
The stoplight turned green, and Laura pulled the car forward.
“I hope you’ll at least try to have a good time,” she said. “Just because it’s a women’s retreat doesn’t mean there won’t be things for you to do.”
Mike sighed. He fully anticipated being bored out of his mind, stuck on a cruise ship with a bunch of old, out of shape women, his mother excluded. He still couldn’t understand what had possessed her to purchase the trip in the beginning.
“Mom, I’m a man,” he said. “There’s a halfway decent chance that they won’t even let me on the ship. Isn’t this cruise for women only?”
“I bought you a children’s ticket,” she said. “Sorry. I thought I told you that already.”
Mike gritted his teeth.
As though being dragged along wasn’t enough… This is stupid.
“Mom, I’m 18,” said Mike. “I am very clearly not a child.”
“It was the only option I had!” Laura looked at him pleadingly. “Please, don’t make such a big deal out of this.”
She reached her hand back over and ran it through his hair. The gesture only fueled Mike’s anger, making him feel like a little kid again.
She doesn’t take me seriously. I’m not her little baby boy anymore.
“Here it is!” Laura pulled her hand back and set it on the wheel as she turned the car into a large parking lot next to a harbor.
Mike could already see the cruise ship in the water. It was huge, and the upper levels of it jutted up over most of the buildings on the edge of the dock. He was still fuming at the idea of being aboard on a children’s ticket, but it was hard not to see possibility within the behemoth ship.
“Come on, sweetie,” said Laura. She climbed out of the car and began pulling their bags out of the backseat. Mike took his and pulled the strap over his shoulder.
Laura locked the car. She and Mike began walking over
to where a group of fellow cruise ship passengers were waiting to board. It was all women, and as Mike scanned the crowd, he was surprised by how young and attractive most of them were.
Maybe this won’t be as bad as I expected it would be?
“Oh my god!” A familiar voice came from the side of the crowd. “Please tell me you’re just dropping off her luggage for her?”
Danica Williams was popular, attractive, social, and possibly the most lusted after girl at Mike’s high school. An unfortunate incident involving an open water bottle and a hallway collision when they were both freshman had given Danica a reason to hate Mike’s guts. She really, really hated him, and it was part of the reason Mike had been unsuccessful with girls and social cliques for the past four years.
“Uh… Danica?” Mike’s heart sank. “What are you doing here?”
“What does it look like I’m doing here?” She glared at him and then rolled her eyes.
Danica was gorgeous, the type of girl that was too attractive to even spread rumors about. She was tall, almost the same height as Mike. Her boobs were big, and she knew what to wear to emphasize their appeal. Her long blonde hair was usually pulled back into a ponytail, out of the way of her striking green eyes.
“Hello, Danica,” said Laura. “He’s here with me. I couldn’t just leave him in the house on his own for a week.”
“This cruise is for women only!” Danica’s voice was loud and accusatory. “You do understand that, right?”
Several other women in the crowd had turned to look at Mike. He felt his face heating up as Danica continued to press the point.
“Relax, Danica,” said Laura. “He’s my son. I bought him a children’s ticket. It’s allowed under the cruise’s policy.”
“A children’s ticket?” Danica started laughing.
“Look, can you just leave it be?” asked Mike. “The cruise ship is huge. I’ll keep to myself, and you-“
“Aww, little baby Mikey wants me to leave it be?” Danica spoke in childish, mocking voice. “You poor little thing. Good thing your mommy is here to take care of you.”
I’ve never wanted to punch someone so badly in my life before.
A few women in the crowd chuckled and even more turned to look at Mike. He felt his face turning red. Danica’s taunting, as juvenile and pathetic as it may have been, was getting under his skin.
“I don’t want to be here,” he said. “Go bother someone else.”
Danica flicked a few strands of hair out of her face and set her hands on her hips.
“Just so you know, I’m going to tell everyone at school about this when we get back.” Danica smirked at him with evil lips. “Hope you enjoy your vacation!”
She turned away and walked off. Mike sighed and tried to ignore the glances and whispered conversations of the women around him.
“I think she likes you, sweetie.” Laura poked him in the ribs and smiled.
“She’s a…” Mike stopped himself before saying the word bitch, not wanting to swear in front of his mother. “She’s one of the reasons why people don’t take me seriously at school.”
“Oh, don’t worry about stuff like that!” His mom ruffled his hair, and then planted a kiss on his cheek, her lips drawing dangerously close to the corner of his mouth.
And you’re the other reason, mom.
CHAPTER 2
A few minutes went by, and then finally, an employee stepped down the gangway and began allowing passengers onto the cruise ship. Mike was still reeling from Danica and her insults. He tried not to notice the women that were still staring at him as he approached the edge of the dock.
Laura handed the employee their tickets when their turn finally arrived. The female employee looked at them, and then back at Mike and his mom, and then back at the tickets. She coughed.
“Uh, how old are you, again?” The employee’s voice was full of uncomfortable skepticism.
“He’s 18,” said Laura, before Mike could answer. “The cruise ship allows for children 18 and under to board with their parents, regardless of gender.”
“I’m pretty sure the policy applied to children under 18,” said the employee. “With 17 as the cutoff.”
Mike decided to seize the opportunity that had presented itself.
“Oh, whoops, our mistake!” He grabbed his bag and moved to step out of line. “I’ll see you in a week, mom!”
“Not so fast!” Laura grabbed him and pulled him against her in a motherly embrace, cradling his head against her bosom. “This is my son! He’s coming with me.”
Mike blushed. His mom’s breasts were soft, and her body was bodacious.
I can’t think like that. She’s my mother, for crying out loud.
“Fine.” The employee waved them through, apparently not wanting to hold up the line for any longer than she already had. “Just keep him out of trouble.”
Laura linked her arm through Mike’s and began leading him up the connecting bridge triumphantly.
“Why are you so dead set on having me with you?” asked Mike. The two of them stepped onto the ship’s immaculately polished wooden deck. The ship was gigantic, with each of the upper levels taking up at least as much space as a city block.
“We’ve already been over this, sweetie,” said Laura. “I can’t just leave you home alone.”
“You could have Alice check in on me.” Mike folded his arms. “That’s worked plenty of times in the past.”
Alice was their kind, elderly neighbor. Mike had been mowing her lawn, raking up leaves, and shoveling her driveway since he was ten. She’d always rewarded him with homemade cookies and a small stipend for his effort.
“Mike…” Laura looked over at him with loving eyes. “Fine. I could have done that, yes. But I didn’t. Because I thought you’d end up enjoying yourself.”
Mike shook his head.
“I told you I didn’t want to go,” he said.
“Your classmate is here, too,” said Laura. “There’s probably at least a dozen other girls your age running around. Who knows, you could find romance on the high seas?”
Mike tried not to let his frustration with her show.
Why does she say things like that? It’s like she enjoys making me feel uncomfortable.
“Whatever, Mom.” Mike increased his pace, pulling in front of her as he followed the other passengers toward the front entrance to the main deck.
“Mike!” Laura had to jog to keep up with his pace. “Look, I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to upset you. I wanted you to come with me because… I love you.”
Mike sighed and slowed so she could keep up more easily. He turned to look at his mom and saw the honest emotions in her eyes.
She really cares about me.
It was a little hard for him to meet her gaze. He could see the way she felt about him in it. It was loving, protective, and soft. It made Mike feel a strange, uncomfortable mixture of emotions.
“I love you too, Mom,” he finally said. “I’ll try to enjoy myself, I guess.”
Laura stepped up to her tip toes and pulled his head down so she could give him a kiss on his forehead.
“That’s all I ask,” she said.
They headed through the double doors leading into the lobby of the main deck. The space was huge. A large chandelier hung from the high ceiling overhead, vaguely reminding Mike of pictures he’d seen of the Titanic.
He and his mom came to a stop behind several other passengers, all of whom were staring up at the top of a luxury staircase leading up to the second level. A podium had been set up on the edge of it, and two women in pressed uniforms stood on either side.
Mike suddenly realized that he hadn’t seen any men, even male employees, since arriving at the dock. He glanced around. Several women nearby had been staring at him, and they nervously glanced away as his eyes met theirs. He still didn’t see any other men.
Am I seriously the only guy on this cruise ship? There must be at least a few others, maybe a ship engineer, or the captain
, or something…
As if in response to his silent question, a woman in a captain’s uniform made her way over to the podium from a door behind the stairs. She looked to be in her early forties and had a serious look on her attractive face. Her eyes scanned the crowd. Mike winced, feeling suddenly nervous. Luckily, the captain didn’t appear to notice him.
“Welcome, ladies.” The captain spoke into the microphone on the podium, her voice radiating through the lobby. “My name is Captain Michelle. This is the 47th voyage of Goddess Cruise Lines. I’m happy to have all of you on my ship.”
The women around Mike, including his mother, cheered in response. The feminine energy in the lobby was almost intoxicating. He could smell a mixture of perfumes in the air.
“Basic ground rules apply, of course,” said Captain Michelle. “You’ve already agreed to them upon purchasing your tickets, but as a general reminder, it’s expected that you treat your fellow passengers and the staff with respect.”
Captain Michelle continued on, going down the list of rules and expectations in a serious, authoritative voice. Mike felt more out of place than he had back on the docks, and hoped that she wouldn’t notice him among the crowd.
She seems like the kind of woman that wouldn’t hesitate to kick me off the ship, just to prove a point.
“Finally,” said Captain Michelle. “Everything that happens on Goddess Cruise Lines, stays on Goddess Cruise Lines. It’s expected that you will not share photos of other passengers, or start rumors about their behavior. This cruise ship is a safe space.”
Mike raised an eyebrow. It seemed like a strange rule to have as official policy, and he wondered about the implications of it. Laura reached her arm over and put it around his waist, a gesture that was almost a little too intimate for a mother and son.
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