Crazy Love IV

     Lor'eal's last words to me were "I have a fucking problem." They resonated in my head, playing over and over again. For months now, here I was, a highly educated and highly experienced psychiatrist, trying to figure out what was wrong with one of my patients, with no clues or ways of finding out what I needed to find out. She never spoke up until recently, always just seemed to gaze off into space. Mental illness was in her genetics so it was safe to assume that she was afflicted with one. And she was admitted to the psyche ward that I was employed with.

     I won't say that I am not pleased with her breakthrough though, if it was even that. Maybe it was a ploy all along to live out a fantasy that she always had; schizophrenic, bi-polar, or manic depressant patient is saved by a doctor with whom she falls in love with. Lor'eal had me feeling like I was Harley Quinn and she was the joker. I loved being a part of her fantasy if in fact that was the case, even though my job was put on the line the moment I entered her beautiful temple.

     I am currently waiting for Lor'eal and yet another session which has become what I look forward to lately. None of my other patients excite me as much anymore with their intriguing minds and stories of troubled pasts. I always look forward to just my sessions with Lor'eal and I know she looks forward to them with me as well. At the last session, her pussy was so wet and hot for me. My dick was getting hard just thinking about it. I didn't foresee a future with my crazy beauty but I was very much so enjoying the present and the past memories we created. And just as I am beginning to reminisce Lor'eal taps gently on my office door before letting herself in, taking me away from my fantasy into our reality. She turned the sign on the door around to say "Do Not Disturb: Session In Progress" before closing it behind her. This gorgeous woman was not mentally incapable at all. She knew what she wanted and did what she wanted to get it. "It's so very nice to see you again Dr. Feel Good," Lor'eal said to me with a smile. "I need help and only you have the cure to heal me." "The pleasure is all mine," I responded. "I always look forward to my sessions with you Lor'eal, now more than ever since we have began communicating with one another." She strutted seductively towards me, this time in just the standard hospital gown that every patient normally wore unless they made a special request and got special permission to wear what was considered "out-of-facility clothing". What her special request was to wear the previous dresses that made it easy for me to slide my spoon into her chocolate ice cream was unbeknownst to me but I appreciated her efforts thoroughly.

     We embraced each other in yet another passionate kiss. Our connection was way beyond that of a doctor and his patient; I knew this woman from another lifetime. I felt her hands begin to trace my body, her fingertips were soft and gentle making my manhood rise. Lor'eal felt it and let her hands trail down in between my groin, sticking them inside the crotch of my pants. She stroked the thickness and length of my now stiff dick. It felt amazing in her soft hands. I grabbed her breasts, fondling them while unsnapping buttons, letting the gown fall at her feet. I started kissing and licking and gently suckling on her breasts, not neglecting either of them. She moaned softly in pleasure. I let my tongue and mouth find it's way down to her juice box; for the past week I was thirsty for juice that only her fruit could produce. She was already juicy as I covered her pussy with my mouth. She was still standing so I got on my knees, raising one of her legs up and placing it on my shoulder, giving me VIP access to her palace. She wrapped her leg around my neck, holding my head in place and my mouth on her dripping pussy. She was already cumming and our "sessions" were an hour long.

     I not only was a doctor, I also was a bit of a fitness freak, working out in my spare time so I was pretty strong. I grabbed Lor'eal's other leg and placed it on my shoulder as she grabbed on to my head with both hands to keep balance. I went from a kneeling position to a standing position with her on my face as I walked toward the chaise that had stories to tell about us if it could talk. I laid her down on it as I continued to lick and suck and kiss away at her dripping beauty. Her body was shaking as I pulled my tongue out of her and kissed her, letting her taste why I loved tasting her. She stopped kissing me long enough to unbuckle my belt buckle and remove my pants. She smiled at the site of my penis. "I will act crazy for the rest of my life if it meant that I could have this inside of me everyday." "We could make that happen Lor'eal," I said excitedly. "Just open up to me more. Let me in. Tell me everything about you that you want me to know." "One day Dr. Feel Good," she whispered in my ear. "Right now, I want to feel you fill me up." I did as I was told like she was the doctor and I was her patient. She laid back on the chaise, spreading her legs wide for me to dive in.

     I stroked slowly in and out of her wet box. It was so slippery and I already felt a rush in my dick but I was not ready to fill her walls yet, well not with my children. I wanted to fill her walls with deep love strokes. I studied her love faces as I made love to her. After all, I was taught and trained to read body language and Lor'eal's was speaking loud and clear and I was becoming fluent in understanding it. She bit her full bottom lip, closed her eyes, and moaned. I kissed her to muffle the sounds of our love making. I grabbed one of her legs, placing it on my shoulder again. I brought my body close to hers as I dug as deep as I could to find that buried treasure that every woman had in their bodies. I found it immediately as I had gotten accustomed to how her pussy felt on my dick by now; every clench of the muscles, every spot that I've discovered thus far, every pussy contraction, every shiver and shake and tremble of her body. I learned a lot about Lor'eal only it was all physical.

     She was now drowning my canoe in her river as I was filling up her walls with my children. It felt so good busting a nut inside of this beautiful stranger I knew nothing about other than her age, that her parents had mental health issues, and she had a fucking problem that she used me to cure. I also knew that she wanted more than the weekly sessions she was getting. It was imperative now more than ever that I learned all I could so that I could make both our wishes come true. It was clear that this was not really the place for her and definitely not the place for us to rendezvous. "Lor'eal, we don't have much time now but I need you to talk to me. I can get you out of here and we can be more than just doctor and patient meeting once a week for sex. I want this. I want you. And if you want the same and you want me, you would tell me everything about you." Lor'eal began putting on her gown as she spoke, "I want this. I want you. I will do whatever it takes to keep getting fucked by you because you are the cure for my addiction. You're amazing in more ways than one," she replied as she kissed me. I smiled as she started towards the door. This by far was the best session with Lor'eal ever and pretty soon, this fantasy of ours will become a reality and we can always fulfill each other's fantasies. I know I always look forward to being inside her again and a week was not soon enough. I had to get her back in my office and on my chaise, desk, or floor again and I knew exactly what to do to make that happen for us....