Sex Therapy/Laney/Shower

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I let her lead the way up the stairs admiring her from behind on the way up. My erection didn’t waste any time approving the view either. As we walked into my room she turned and noticed: “Well someone liked the view” she said, putting her glasses on my nightstand and entering the bathroom, I grabbed some women's shampoo, conditioner, bodywash, and waterproof lube from under the sink and walked into the shower. It was an oversized stall with dual heads, one on a hose. I fired it up and adjusted the temp as Laney stepped in.


“Nice I want a shower this big”

“You can use it any time you want princess” I said grabbing my all in one wash

“I thought I was going to wash you” she said as she wet herself in the second stream “I was just going to do my hair, since you can’t reach it”

“No way mister, hand me that thing and get on your knees”

I obediently handed her the showerhead and wash then kneeled facing away from her “That isn’t fair, you really used this stuff for your hair, face and body, boys are lucky” I didn’t get a chance to respond she immediately sprayed me right in the face before dousing my hair. She proceeded to wash my hair and face thoroughly while avoiding my lip, enjoying trying to drown me with each rinse. When I stood up she immediately started on my body being sure to get every spot, including extra time for my crack and cock. She even bent down to get my feet.

“All done” she announced proudly, “what should I wash with” she said squinting as she looked around

“I have some ladies stuff here, but I was kinda hoping I could wash you”

“Why do you have girl shampoo, do you have a girlfriend? And don’t lie to me and say it’s your sister’s. I have black friends, they use different stuff,” She said in an accusing tone.

“I don’t have a girlfriend, It was on a list Dr. Laura sent me of recommended things to buy when I was accepted into the study”

“I guess that makes sense, you can wash me” she said, calming down as she turned around and tilting her head back. I got the shampoo and lathered her hair filling the shower with a fruity perfume. I continued with her hair hoping the instructions on the bottle were good enough as was finishing the conditioner and rinsing it off my hands. She turned and looked at me biting her lip before she spoke.

“Unc, You don’t have a girlfriend but, therapists sometimes have to work with multiple girls at a time right?”

“Yes, we do sometimes”

“So are the other girls…better than me?”

“Laney, anything I do with any girl I have to keep secret, I can’t even tell you how many I may be working with, sorry. But really you wouldn’t want me to talk to someone else about you right.”

“I guess so, I just worry that I’m the worst or hardest or something”

“Well don’t worry princess I love working with you, I really mean it. I shouldn’t say it but you are the smartest girl I know” I finished grabbing the bodywash and starting to lather her up.


I turned her around and washed all the way down her back side, taking some time to massage her round bottom before faceing her again. I worked on her front caressing her left breast as lathered it, eliciting an “ooo”. Feeling guilty for taking advantage of the moment, so soon after her catharsis. I moved quickly over the other breast and down to her belly. But she gently lifted my hand back to her breast. I lathered both hands and massaged her breasts in unison for a couple of minutes before letting my right hand continue to wash as my left alternated between breasts.

“Do you want me to make you orgasim like before?” I softly whispered.

“Mmm..yeah…ooh,” She responded.

I rinsed the soap off her and put some lube on my right hand. I placed it on her pubic mound and slowly moved it down her slit as she widened her stance. I started gently sliding my fingers up and down her slit, before settling in on her clit and rubbing it in gentle circles as she leaned her back against the wall. I bent down and began to gently suck her left nipple, trying to ignore the pain in my lip. Her moans became louder and she dropped slightly under her own weight. I quickly transferred some lube to my left hand and reached behind her allowing her to rest some of her weight on my palm as I gently inserted my ring finger into her tight canal. I resumed massaging her clit with my right hand, using the pulses of her body to guide my tempo. She began to convulse before all of her weight collapsed into my arms.

I gently lowered her to the ground between my legs and leaned her into me, as the water flowed over us. She stirred after a few minutes, “I didn’t know you could do that with just your hands” she whispered

“Was it ok”

“Oh yea that was ok, you can do that anytime…”

“Well you know if I let you know I’m ready like I did,” she added quickly.

“I understand, It’s always good to be sure your partner consents, and I will always do that with you. You ready to dry off” I said standing up then helping her up. We stepped out and grabbed towels.

“Yea, what was that stuff you put on me?” She asked as we dried off

“Oh that was waterproof lube, it lets things rub during sex without hurting the skin”

“It was nice, so you have it just for when you use your fingers on a girl?”

“Well for that but for lots of other things too, like on my penis for anal sex, in the bum, or if a girl doesn't have much of her own lube and wants to have vaginal sex.”

“My dad always just spit on his”

“That tends to hurt more, but works sometimes, lube is best” I said as we finished drying. I went to the vanity and grabbed a hairbrush.

“Can I brush your hair out, princess?”

“I’m not a little kid, I know how to brush it myself”

“I figured you did, I just like brushing girls hair”

“Oh,ok sorry I snapped. I don't like people treating me like I’m little, Dr. Peterson does it alot” I started to brush her hair out as she faced the mirror a white towel wrapped around her shoulder. She seemed to be savoring the moment leaning into every stroke of the brush. I kept brushing long past the death of the last tangle until she seemed satisfied and spoke:

“Thanks, actually no one has brushed my hair for me since my mom died” she said she turned and hugged me allowing the towel to drop.

“Well I’m glad I asked then” I said scooping her up so we could be face to face, she wrapped her legs around me while resting her bum on my arms. “We should probably head to bed now, do you need anything else first, I don’t have any PJ’s for you but your clothes are probably dry,” I offered.

“Can we just sleep like this, together?” She asked.

“Of course we can, princess,” I said, pulling her in and carrying her to my bed, turning the lights off before I crawled in with her. She immediately positioned herself to spoon as before, and I happily obliged, resting my hand on her belly this time.


“Uncle, why do you call me princess?

“Sorry is it too little kid, it just seemed to fit, one of me an Tiana’s foster parents, one of the only good ones. Used to call her that. I can stop if you don’t like it”

“It’s a bit little kid but I like it, I mean when it's just us it's ok, it makes me feel special” she said pushing into me, we were silent for some time before she spoke again.

“Actually, I really like you calling me princess. My dad always called me whore, bitch or little cum-slut, especially when he fucked me…er sorry did sex with me. When you call me princess it's like it deletes one he called me those things”

“I’m glad it helps, I’m sorry he said those things to you, they aren’t true” I said as I began to trace a V between her belly button and breasts like before “I love you, princess” I whispered in her ear

She jumped up like she’d been shocked. “We can’t go to sleep yet!” she exclaimed, kneeling beside me.

“What’s wrong?”

“We haven’t fucked…I mean had real sex yet”

“We don’t have to, it’s not a required part of therapy”

“I know we don’t have to but…I need…want to…don’t you”

“I want to, princess, but only if you really want to. We will have other chances so we don't have to rush.”

“I really want to, can we please?”

“Of course we can, how do you want to do it?”

“I want you to choose, I really want to make you happy, the same as how you make me happy”

“You already make me happy, you don’t have to have sex with me to make you happy princess”

“I know I don’t have to but I want to, so choose do you want to put it in my bum or girl parts”


Choose her bum

Choose her girl parts