Ruth's Therapy - S01 E89

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Ruth's Therapy - S01 E89

Read Story: SEASON 1 EPISODE 89

"Very fine. Virginia must use you for all her best business deals."

"No, Sir. Umm... no, I'm new to all this."

It was a white lie. Though Ruth could tell herself that she was still a novice at being presented to strangers for them to use. And she had no trouble in obeying when the older man ordered that she remove her bra. She already knew that he'd be impressed by the firmness of her DD-cups. With obvious delight, he squeezed them in both hands, enjoying this all-natural slut.

Of course, Ruth could do nothing except allow him to explore her body. It was different to being pawed and mauled roughly -- it was a thrill to be manhandled but she was anyway helpless and vulnerable, in a hotel suite with a man she'd only just met. She had no way of stopping her soft moan as he began to flick his tongue over her hard nipples.

The short stranger was excited by her moan. She was the true slut he'd been promised. Easier to molest and to use than a mere dinner companion. Still enjoying those juicy, big tits, he grabbed her shapely arse. This slut had stayed in such sexy shape. She was delectable and his experience told him that she was eager to submit.

"You are a fine woman," he muttered to her.

"Th... thank you, Sir..." she breathed in response.

Ruth no longer flinched or feared when a man slid his fingers into her crotch. She knew that her G-string was soaking and she was pleased for him to find out. For what man of his seniority and power would not enjoy knowing he'd made her so wet just from his touch?

The stranger enjoyed her smooth skin. Her lips were warm and engorged. She was perfect for the depraved fun he had planned. Eager to sample her, the older man deftly worked his fingers into her slit. Virginia had told him that this one was married. He had to wonder if it was the wicked cheating act that made her so wet. And whether the husband had any inkling of how much she enjoyed debasing herself for strangers.

"On the bed now. On your back," he commanded softly.

Ruth did not hesitate. Therapy or no, she was not about to resist a man who was so comfortable in his dominance. Nor when he ordered her to spread her legs. Because he thought the red lingerie looked fine against her pale skin and wanted to see the scarlet framing her slut's pussy.

"Show me that pussy."

"Yes, Sir."

It seemed odd that this older stranger was still fully clothed. Only his tie had been loosened as he watched her intently. Ruth felt her own debauchery as she pulled aside the soaked material, using her hands to spread her swollen cunt lips to give him the perfect view of her hole.

He drew his chair closer. All the better to see as he took his wine glass in one hand. Ruth had been expecting him to touch her, hopefully to finger her cunt hole. He seemed content to merely watch - at least for now.

"Good. Yes, very beautiful lips," he commented on her swollen, protruding flaps.

Ruth was almost out of control with arousal. The experience of being looked at -- inspected, even -- was surprisingly erotic for the conservative married mother. It felt so degrading to know that he could see the flow of her juices, almost measuring her arousal. But he wanted to see. And to see more.

"Touch your clit," was his next command.

She could not resist. It was too great a thrill to give the stranger control of her body. And she failed completely to hide her sigh of lust as one finger gently prodded her erect little nub. The older stranger heard it, too, and was excited. He liked to obey and control but it was all the more fun if the slut was eager and hungry for it. And this slut was ready.

"Go on. Play with it."

"Yes... yes, Sir..." she groaned, desperate to please them both.

He saw how aroused she was. For an older woman this one was quite a strumpet. And her toned legs provided a lovey framing for that soaking wet pussy.

"You are a brazen slut. Play some more. I want to watch you cum."

"Oh god... Sir, yes..."

Ruth surprised herself with her need, her desire to release pent-up hunger. Even her husband had not seen her masturbate. Now this stranger was watching intently as she fingered her clit. Her hard, swollen clit that throbbed as she expertly massaged. The older man had said he wanted her to orgasm. It was hard to keep splaying her flaps as she worked on her clit. Did he still want to see her hole? She felt disgusting and dirty as her juices began to flow. But her clit was responding and the approaching orgasm was too powerful to ignore.

"Please..."

"Good girl. Don't stop. You're so close. Let me see you."

"Oh... fuck," she exploded as her body jerked and her cunt spasmed.

He had a close-up view and that thought seemed to make her climax even more powerful. She wanted to give him a show. To prove how much she enjoyed teasing her cunt for him. If only he'd finger her hole or lick her. The thought of being fucked drove her orgasm to new heights.

"Now finger yourself," he was ordering through the chaos of her orgasm. "Stuff two fingers into that pussy."

Cock would have been better for Ruth. But she was still grateful for his command. Her cunt was aching for attention. And so wet that her two fingers easily slipped fully inside her. The throbbing of her first orgasm was incredibly satisfying. She knew if she kept rubbing her clit another would follow in seconds.

"Finger yourself," the older man repeated. "Fuck your pussy while I watch."

Ruth knew she was a total slut. She proved it by cumming again, harder as she rammed two fingers hard into her cunt while the stranger watched. If only he'd take out his cock and fuck her just as hard. She was groaning loudly now but she ignored the shame -- it was all part of the show, after all. If the man had looked up her body he'd have seen her luscious DD-cups heaving as she bucked with the force of her climax. But he was focused only on her cunt and Ruth responded by trying to ram her fingers still harder into her sopping hole.

"Good girl," he commented when she was finished.