Immersion Therapy: A Jay Taylor Story

Erin sits on the couch in loose clothes, jittery and closed off while Daniella tries to reach her. The therapist finally calls her name and gets her attention long enough to ask if the homework got done. Erin mumbles she tried, and Daniella presses: what about her own body turns her off. Erin blurts that it’s everyone’s body that disgusts her, the way it looks, smells, feels, tastes. Daniella admits she’s running out of ideas, then offers one last, more hands-on method if Erin’s willing to commit. Erin says she’ll do whatever it takes. They clear the desk, spread blankets and pillows on the floor, sign the papers, and strip down to tank and bra. Daniella starts touching herself, coaxing Erin to copy her. Soon both women are fingering their own cunts, breathing harder, but neither has come yet when a man slips in behind Daniella and cups her tits. Erin freezes, yet Daniella smiles and tells her he’s just an extra pair of hands. Keep your eyes on me, she says. Daniella bends over so he can eat her from behind while Erin keeps rubbing. Daniella crawls over, spreads Erin’s thighs and licks her properly. At the same time the man fucks Daniella from behind, the wet sounds and grunts filling the room. A second guy appears, asks if he can take Erin’s top off. With Daniella’s nod, he squeezes her big natural tits, then walks around so Erin can suck him. Daniella talks her through every inch, telling her to relax and feel it. Daniella climbs onto her guy and rides him facing Erin, urging the younger woman onto all fours. The second cock slides into Erin’s pussy from behind, making her squeal. Daniella keeps riding just inches from Erin’s face, their moans mixing, but that isn’t the last surprise: a second dick is about to push into Erin’s ass for the final round of immersion therapy.