Paloma’s Erotic Sex Therapy – Erik’s Frustration

   Paloma adjusted her glasses and smiled warmly at her first client of the day, Erik, a tall man in his forties with brown hair and a tired expression. She had seen him a few times before, and each session, he seemed more and more frustrated.

    “Good morning, Erik,” she greeted, gesturing for him to take a seat on the plush couch in her office. “How have you been since our last session?”

    Erik sighed heavily and ran a hand through his hair. “Not great, to be honest. My wife still won’t have sex with me, and it’s driving me crazy. I feel like I’m going to explode.”

    Paloma nodded sympathetically. “I understand how you’re feeling, but it’s important to remember that communication is key in any relationship. Have you tried talking to your wife about your needs and desires?”

    Erik shook his head. “I’ve tried, but she just brushes me off. She says she’s too tired or not in the mood. I don’t know what to do anymore.”

    Paloma leaned back in her chair and crossed her legs, her long dark tresses cascading over her shoulder. “Well, one thing we can try is some sexual therapy exercises. Have you ever heard of sensate focus?”

    Erik looked at her, puzzled. “No, I haven’t. What is it?”

    Paloma explained, “Sensate focus is a series of exercises that help couples reconnect with their bodies and each other. It involves touching and exploring each other’s bodies without any expectations or pressure to have sex. It can be a very powerful tool in rekindling the spark in a relationship.”

    Erik looked intrigued. “That sounds interesting. How do we start?”

    Paloma smiled and stood up, walking over to a cabinet in the corner of the room. She opened it and pulled out a stack of towels and a bottle of massage oil. “First, we need to create a comfortable and safe environment. Why don’t you take off your clothes and lie down on the couch?”

    Erik hesitated for a moment, but then began to undress, his eyes fixed on Paloma as she prepared the towels and oil. Once he was naked, he lay down on the couch, his body tense and anxious.

    Paloma approached him, the bottle of oil in her hand. “Relax, Erik. This is all about exploring and enjoying your body. There’s no pressure to perform or do anything you’re not comfortable with.”

    She poured some oil onto her hands and began to massage his shoulders, her fingers working the knots and tension out of his muscles. Erik let out a low moan as she touched him, his body beginning to relax under her skilled hands.

    Paloma worked her way down his body, her hands gliding over his chest and abs, tracing the lines of his muscles with her fingers. Erik’s cock began to stir as she touched him, growing harder and more sensitive with each passing moment.

    Paloma noticed and smiled. “See, your body is already responding to my touch. It’s natural and nothing to be ashamed of.”

    She wrapped her hand around his cock and began to stroke him slowly, her fingers tracing the length of his shaft and teasing the head of his cock. Erik let out a low groan, his hips bucking up to meet her hand.

    Paloma increased her pace, her hand moving faster and faster as Erik’s breathing grew ragged and desperate. She could feel his orgasm building, his cock swelling and twitching in her hand.

    Just as he was about to cum, Paloma stopped and pulled away, a wicked smile on her face. “Not yet, Erik. We’re not done exploring your body yet.”

    Erik looked at her, his eyes wide and pleading. “Please, Paloma. I need to cum. It’s been so long.”

    Paloma shook her head. “No, not yet. We’re going to take this slow and enjoy every moment. Trust me, it will be worth it.”

    She returned to massaging his body, her hands gliding over his skin and teasing his sensitive spots. Erik writhed and moaned under her touch, his body begging for release.

    Finally, after what seemed like an eternity, Paloma allowed Erik to cum. His orgasm was powerful and intense, his body shaking and shuddering as he emptied himself onto the towel beneath him.

    Paloma smiled as she watched him, her heart filled with satisfaction and pride. She had helped him reconnect with his body and find pleasure again.

    “You see, Erik,” she said, her voice soft and soothing. “Sex is not just about fucking. It’s about exploring and enjoying each other’s bodies, and building a deep and meaningful connection. You just need to remember that and communicate with your wife.”

    Erik nodded, still panting and breathless. “Thank you, Paloma. You’re a miracle worker.”

    Paloma smiled and stood up, gathering the towels and oil. “No, Erik. I’m just a guide. You did all the work. Now go home and show your wife what you’ve learned.”

xoxo – Paloma