"Very interesting, and how did you feel when you saw the email for your promotion?" schlick....schlick...schlick The ever present sound in the background, underwrote everything the woman's voice said. Her tone that of a concerned mother, perhaps an aunt or older sister. She cared about and wanted her patient to tell the truth, feel safe about telling it, and know that in doing so they would understand more about themselves. schlick....schlick....schlick Her patient moaned and tilted his head back. "Hmmmm, interesting. I think we have really made some progress don't you? Being afraid of bettering yourself can lead to self destructive actions that can assure your own failure. But I can see that you need to process this differently right now. Perhaps violently, orgasmically yes? That's fine, I'll speed up."

The sound of the schlicks grow faster and louder. The sound of too much oil poured down the long expanse of a woman's cleavage, the sound of a cock being serviced by the cleavage. The woman, one who was physically built for such an act. Four foot, ten inches at best. Sturdy thick thighs, and calves, a ridiculous shelf of a rear end floating behind her, balancing out the weight of her gargantuan mammaries that rested in her lap when she sat. Nearly forty pounds of pale, oiled breasts, grasped firmly from the sides by her short arms, rising up the length of his engorgement and then falling back to his lap to make the sweet sound schlick. Faster and faster, the rhythm increasing, her breath coming faster, just like his groans. "You're nearly there, you can do it. I know you can, truly. You're a confident man who just got a promotion, and has bettered himself. Let it out. pant pant You deserve this!"

As his hips begin to buck, his hands reach forward, rubbing the slick expanse of her chest, trying to locate his cock amongst her overabundance of titflesh. He leans back finally, thrusting up with purpose, breaching her cleavage with the head of his cock and moans long and low. As the semen begins to shoot up, lacquering her chest and chin, spraying up in the air and then cascading down onto her silvery blonde hair she laughs with joy, pressing the sides of her udders tighter to encourage his ejaculation even more. "Yes! I'm so proud of you! See, I knew you could do it. Keep cumming, it's really healthy for us both, that's it. Oooooh my word, that rope nearly hit the ceiling! More more more! Cum until you can't anymore! So proud of your progress, I really am." After more convulsions than he could ever remember having at once abated, he breathes deeply as a smile crosses his face. His loving therapist still kneels in front of him, her smile making him feel safe and important and her mountainous breasts still fill his lap and surround his throbbing penis. She finally rises and reaches for a towel, but before she wipes the exorbitant amount of semen from her body, she stops and just smiles. She takes up her bra and blouse and gets dressed. "You're my last patient of the day, so I'll keep the gift you made for us both a while longer. Would you let me wear your cum like jewelry until I shower tonight? Thank you! We are making progress, I can feel it can't you dear? Okay, same time next week yes? We will work on those mind exercises and hydrate well for more cum. Until we next meet dear."

Thank you for reading, this of course is just the ending of the "session". I would like some banter between patient and therapist about what his needs are, but her main form of therapy definitely revolves around using her breasts. Slowly, oiling them up, dangling them in his face, and finally slowly fucking his cock with her obscenely large tits. I am open to more kinks, but this should spin off of her titfucking therapy. I am open to handjob, praise cock and ball praise, deepthroat, armpit/navel fucking, hotdogging, extreme cum, facials, cum swallowing/diet, anal, pregnancy risk, breast feeding and possibly cock and ball expansion. If you would like to be my therapist that grows closer and closer to her last patient of the day every Friday, please include the word boobs in your title, and give me the name of our therapist. This prompt is open as long as it's not been deleted. Only limits are age, beast and bathroom.

One final note, while I've had success with this prompt, I've yet to find someone hitting the sweet spot. Think more role reversal than casual sex. This is her office, her methods, but it will change him into an assertive, dominant man who wants control over her. Let's see if this gets removed again as spam shall we?