Craving The Forbidden

Miami.

Like every other night in Miami, everywhere is already in full swing as people go about their nightlife in pubs, clubs, beaches, or their lovers' places.

There's this belief that married couples can't stay in the city because of the high rate of cheating that people indulge in there.

It's argued that whenever someone marries and lives in Miami, the tendency of divorce is high.

Well, that's because there are high rate of beautiful women and handsome men in the city.

But that hasn't been the case for Isla and her husband Nick. They've been doting on each other since they married and live in the city of Miami.

Nick Wellington is a big businessman, known for his unrivaled exploit in the automobile industry.

Isla is in the fashion industry and has been doing well.

Their four years of marriage have been a promising one until recently.

Isla, being an observant woman noticed their marriage was falling apart.

Especially their sex life.

Her husband Nick Wellington rarely has sex with her these days. All he does is work relentlessly and being a woman that craves the sensual touch of her husband, Isla could not stand it anymore.

She needs to do something to spice up their sex life.

Well, she already has an idea. A good one and tonight she wants to carry it out.

Isla prepared dinner with the help of her servants and waited for her loving husband.

It was well into midnight that Nick Wellington returned home.

After an in-depth glance at her husband, Isla realizes nothing about him is out of place.

That gave her hope, the disease that affects married couples in Miami hasn't affected her husband.

Smiling she stood up.

"Welcome home, my love." She struts over, hugging her husband and placing a kiss on his lips.

To her surprise, Nick Wellington kissed her back.

The couple then go over and settle down on the dining. They dug into the savory dishes while Nick Wellington praised Isla's cooking skills.

That made Isla confused. Her husband is always loving. Always praising her beauty and skills. But why lack in sex?

Intimacy is among the things that keep a marriage going.

And to be honest, her pussy is so swollen she craves his attention over there.

Silently, she continued enjoying her food. Finishing before her husband, Isla hurries upstairs. She dives over to the closet and brings out the sexy lingerie that left nothing hidden.

The lacy lingerie shows her nipples and all her mounds. Her unshaved nether parts are out in the open too.

She stands by the mirror, running the comb through her wild dirty blond hair when Nick Wellington comes inside the room.

She looks at him through the mirror as he removes his shirt and Isla can't help falling in love with her handsome husband again.

He always manages to snatch her breath away with his beauty.

As Nick got rid of his shirt and pants, leaving him only in boxer briefs, Isla knew it was time for action.

Like a cat, she prowls close to her man, standing before him and jiggling her boobs.

Nick swallows, smirking.

"You look hot..." Nick comments.

"And that's exactly how I feel, my love. I'm feeling hot all over. Only you to stop the fire." She winks, prowling close to her man.

Nick wobbles on his feet as Isla slips her fingers through the downside of his torso up to his chest.

That feeling of inferiority

"What do you say about quenching my fire tonight?" Isla asks, unaware of the battle Nick's fighting.

Nick suddenly remembers what happened the last time they had sex. Isla didn't come.

For heaven's sake, he couldn't make his wife come

Even though Isla was moaning and demanding for more, Nick already believed she was faking it.

Maybe, there's another man in Miami who can make his wife come. That scared the shit out of Nick.

Men love it when they make love to their woman and she comes.

When a woman doesn't come, that shows the man didn't do his duty well.

That's why Nick has been avoiding meeting with his wife.

He's afraid of being reminded that he can't do his job right.

And that's to make Isla cum like she hasn't in all her life.

"Hmm, my love? Let's get into it..."

Still unaware of what Nick's passing through, Isla cups his manhood, making Nick sniffle.

Slowly, she goes on her knees, pulling her husband's briefs down his knees and Nick's dick springs out, hard and dangling.

That's the place Isla loves the most in her husband's body--- that huge organ that pleasures her to no end.

Nick has a very long banana cock with wide girth, it hits his belly just the way he's standing.

His balls are huge too, not the normal or small size. The sides of his manhood are decorated with veins.

Just a glimpse and Isla is already wet for her husband. Her clit throbbing like it's lit on fire.

She hums at the back of her throat and smiles.

"Baby..." Nick groans out, turned on by the look Isla was giving him.

"Let me taste you, my love. This dick needs my mouth around it." She purrs.

Inching her head close, she teases his crown with her wet tongue before closing her mouth over it.

Nick curses under his breath, ass cheeks twitching as his woman tries to take him into her mouth...

But suddenly, he remembers their last sex. Remembers how his wife didn't cum for him.

That douses the feeling of lust creating room inside him.

Quickly, Nick Wellington draws back, making a surprise to etch on Isla's face.

Eyes wide, mouth agape, Isla pants, surging to her feet.

"What's wrong?" She asks, looking at Nick unbelievably.

"Isla...we can't do this..."

"And why do you say so?" She demands, fierce.

"Because...there's no spice to it. No cum. Nothing!" Nick bawls out, much to Isla's surprise.

What does he mean? She thinks to herself. However, before she can ask further questions, Nick already storms into the bathroom, slamming the door shut.

Dread is all Isla feels. Maybe truly, her husband has been infected with Miami's disease. The disease that puts couples asunder.

With a broken heart, she decides to visit her friends. She'd rather spend time in their midst than with her strange husband.

Island put on her clothes, looking elegant. She gather her dirty blond hair in a loose bun and walks away with her bag and car keys.

Behind the closed door, Nick Wellington stands under the shower, giving attention to his manhood while thinking about Isla.

About the cleft between her legs and how she used to come for him effortlessly before.

He doesn't know how to remedy the situation. Neither does Isla.

After a long drive through the dark, crowded streets, Isla arrives at 'Phoenix' pub, where she usually meets with her friends.

Stepping inside, Isla heard the soft harmonious sound of the jazz music as it blended with the chatter going on in the pub.

She looks towards their usual spot and there are all her five friends.

Rosa, Bella, Amanda, Mary, Aria.

None of them are married, only Isla. Her friends are wild and never stick to one man.

Before Isla gets towards them, they all already have smiles on their faces.

"Hey girl!!!" Amanda chirps, standing on her feet to hug Isla.

In that same way, she hugs the others before they blend into a conversation about their recent men.

"Guys, what solution can you offer couples having difficulty in making love? You know having sex?" Isla blurts out.

All her friends turn and look her way in surprise.

"What's going on?" They all ask at once.

Isla knows hiding it is useless so she spills it all.

"Nick and I haven't been intimate. For a month now."

Her friends exchange a look and shrug. Silence.

Then, "Have you heard visited a sexologist?" Mary asks, the red-haired among them.

"I don't know any," Isla admits.

"Oh, Dr. Sandra is the best sexologist in Miami. You should visit her with Nick. I know she'll help to reignite the fire in your sex life with Nick."

Isla becomes interested.

"Can I have her number?" She asks.

Instead of giving her number, Mary brings out a magazine where a woman standing half naked is...smiling at the camera.

She looks like those typical sexy doctors. Her eyes have a fire. So does her body.

Inwardly, Isla believes this woman will help spice up their sex life.

Hence, she says. "We'll go visit her."

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**The next Day**

"What's the need of seeing a sexologist?" Nick Wellington argues, buttoning up his shirt collar.

He was already done preparing for work when Isla came in bearing the news about them visiting a sexologist.

"It'll help us, Nick. I know what I'm saying." Isla says, dragging her fingers through her shaggy dirty blond hair.

"I don't think you think do..."

"Nick, what woman do you have outside that's giving you sexual attention?" Isla lets out that question that's been on her mind.

Nick fumes as he steps closer.

"I have no woman!" He declares.

"Then you should be at Dr. Sandra's, Nick. That's final."

Isla then barges out of the room.

Once it reached her appointment time, Isla put on a white-colored low-cut trimmed dress and headed to Dr. Sandra's.

After a long drive through the buzzing streets of Miami, she arrives in front of a French-looking building. Just like the ones you'd see in movies. But instead, the building looks more like an apartment than an office.

Does that mean the doctor in question uses her apartment as an office? Isla thinks to herself as she clenches out of her car.

She places a shawl over her shoulder and struts to the lobby.

Greeting the old captain by the elevator doors, she moves inside and presses the panel to the fifth floor.

Tension, that's all she felt going up there. She wondered if Nick would honor the invitation. Isla can only hope he does.

As the door dings to a stop on the fifth floor, she swings away from the elevator and pad down the empty hallway.

The magazine rests in her hand, so she sneaks a look and figures the room number.

Swallowing the lump in her throat, she presses on the bell and waits. Seconds passes before she hears the creaking sounds like someone's trying the lock from the other side.

Then the door comes tumbling open, revealing a red-haired woman in a flimsy red cotton sleeveless dress. The dress has a plunging neckline, revealing the massive size of her boobs.

From Isla's analysis, the woman isn't wearing a bra, and the dress stops mid-thighs, exposing her oily olive skin.

Her wild red hair is in a tight bun. The woman also has a smear of red lipstick coating her lips, eyeliner, and a big, round earring.

One thing is certain, she's the exact same woman in the magazine she had gotten from last night.

"Hi!" Dr. Sandra chirps, surprise clouding her face as she throws her gaze over Isla. "Who are you?" She asks inspecting Isla.

"I'm Isla...Isla Wellington." Isla replies, outstretching her hand for Dr. Sandra to shake which she does with a smile. "I heard you're an expert sexologist that...fixes couples?"

"That is what I do. But I don't...see...?" She looks over Isla's shoulder to see her partner but there appears to be none.

"Oh...uh...my husband will be here any moment. You know, busy at work and shit..." Isla offers a quaking laugh as she walks into the apartment with the hot doctor.

Curiosity takes over, making Isla study the breezy apartment of the hot doctor.

"A coffee, mocha, or latte?" Comes the doctor's voice from across the kitchen.

"You make those for clients?" Isla asks while nodding.

"Sweetie, tackling quarreling couples doesn't always come easy. So, before I get into any session I prepare their minds with something cool."

"Oh. Great. Iced coffee will be fine." Isla says, settling on the seat before the fireplace.

She can still feel the biting tension on her insides. It's already noon and Nick hasn't called her yet.

"Here..." Doctor Sandra offers, taking a sit across from Isla. Just before the fireplace.

While sipping the iced coffee, Isla calls her husband again. However, instead of getting a response through the phone, a knock comes on the door.

"I guess that's him," Isla mutters and the doctor shoots to her feet to get to the door.

A while later, Dr. Sandra and Nick Wellington saunter back into the living room.

Isla's lips tip in a concealed smile at the sight of her husband.

Oh, well Nick seems not to share in her excitement given how his lips are drawn in a straight line.

"Go have a seat, Mr. Wellington."

Nick takes a seat at the doctor's instruction.

Like before, he served Nick an iced coffee. When they finished preparing their minds, the doctor led them into her office.

And that's when the couples see a different world from the one they were in before.

At the back of the door, there are written words that say.

"Whatever happens stays within the office. But be sure to have your sex life revitalized.

On the walls of the office are pictures of men and women, naked and assuming various sensual sex positions.

Nick breathes heavily as well as Isla.

"Have a seat, you two." Dr. Sandra chirps with a smile. The woman seems to be always smiling, Isla thinks while taking a seat beside Nick.

"Now, shall we dive into the matter?" The doctor begins, linking her finger as she trades a look with Nick and Isla.

"Couples only come here when their sex life falters. And I promise you, I have the answer to it all. But you've got to honest." She rambles on.

"I'd like to hear what's going on..."

Isla clears her throat after the doctor finishes talking. She peeks at Nick who has a frown a his face.

"Uh...doc, my husband Nick hasn't laid me in over a month now." Isla spews.

The doctor looks a little surprised because Isla looks hot and sexy. The type men love to have in their beds.

Turning her head back at Nick, she says. "And why is that, Mr. Wellington?"

Nick breathes through his mouth. Then. "The last time we were intimate, my wife never came..."

Isla gasps and Dr. Sandra places a hand on her forehead.

"That's quite shameful." Turning to Isla whose face is now crimson, she asks. "Didn't you enjoy making love with your husband?"

Isla attempts to speak but it's hard to get the words out. She doesn't want Nick to feel inferior but hell, she's here for solutions.

From the looks of it, the doctor can provide that. At that, she rasps out. "I...I always wanted something more while making love but Nick doesn't offer those."

Nick stared shocked at his wife. "You never told me." He accuses.

"That's enough." Dr. Sandra hushes them with a wave of her hand. To Isla, she asks. "What are those you want?"

Isla coughs, and boldly says. "Foreplay. Tongue and fingers and...and..." She stutters.

How in hell will she agree to this openly? Nick never knew she had such fantasies. True, Nick has never fingered her nor used his tongue. He has never reached her erogenous zone.

But aside from that she craves something else...

"And what, Mrs. Wellington?" The doctor asks and Nick stares at her curious.

"Sometimes I want a third party. Particularly a female."

Nick's eyes widen and his face turns red.

The doctor smirks at that. This isn't new. There are hundreds of women like that.

They say having another woman in bed with them makes them more confident. Makes them high.

Isla is no different. Perhaps that's the reason she hardly cums when Nick is pleasuring her with his shaft.

Oh, well, that's about to be resolved, Dr. Sandra thinks to herself.

After all that's what she does for a living.

"That's not something you should be ashamed to admit, Mrs. Wellington. There are thousands of people like you out there."

She turns to Nick and says. "However, Mr. Wellington. You'd need to learn from me how to please your wife just the way she prefers it. While she does the same too."

Nick nods his head readily.

"Good." The doctor hums. "Mr. Wellington, please get on your feet and remove your clothes."

Nick slowly stands, peeking at Isla as his fingers find his zipper and he rips it open.

As the man slowly undoes his pants, sexual tension rings through the air.

Hell, his movements are seductive, Isla wonders if he's doing it deliberately.

When his pants fall on the floor, followed by his boxer briefs. Dr. Sandra gasps.

It's true she's seen various types and sizes of dicks but Nick's manhood stands out.

Firm, beautiful, huge, it's amazing and looks just as women wants it.

Exactly the inches women love and that's ten inches.

She gazes over his hairy thighs and finds herself squeezing her legs together.

Dr. Sandra wasn't aware when her pussy began throbbing just at the sight of the man's instrument of pleasure.

Nick finally undoes his shirt, standing in his naked glory.

"My God!" The words fly out of Dr. Sandra's mouth as she watches and basks in the amazing hot body of America's billionaire.

"Your turn, Mrs. Wellington." She manages, turning her flaming face to Isla.

Just like her husband, Isla rises and rips off her clothes, slowly, fucking slow, it makes Dr. Sandra curious. She fucking wants to know what that beautiful woman is hiding with those clothes on.

When Isla's breasts and pussy muff are bare, fuck, Dr. Sandra finds it hard to breathe.

Her titties can work well on that clit. And that member can be very useful in her hot cunt.

Emerging on her feet, she walks close to Nick and Isla, muttering just enough for them to hear.

"Today, I'll teach you, Nick, how to make a woman cum effortlessly." She tells Nick. To Isla, she says. "Today, your fantasy will become a reality. Ready?" She asks.

Both couples nod and Dr. Sandra takes a sensual slap on Isla's tittties and Nicks's semi-hard cock.

"Get on the desk." She commands Isla.

When Dr. Sandra saw that Isla had curled up on the table like a sacrificial lamb, she bit her lip.

"Now. My turn." Dr. Sandra says to no one In particular.

However, Isla's body flushes with excitement and

anticipation about what will happen.

It makes her horny knowing two pairs of eyes are drinking in every inch of her skin as she sprawled on the table.

A look over at Nick shows her husband is staring at her.

But the sound of the zip being ripped off makes both Isla and Nick look over at Dr. Sandra.

The couple gasps at the blessed boobs and pussy Dr. Sandra was concealing before.

Isla looks more shocked 'cause she has never seen a pussy as large as Sander's, the point of her clit was showing even as she was standing.

Phew, Isla takes in a breath at the sight before her.

"Like what you see? That's what you'll get." Dr. Sandra says, dropping her dress sensually on the sofa.

She lunges forward, throwing a finger behind, gesturing Nick

to follow.

They stop before the desk and Sandra rests her hands on Isla's knees, pushing her legs wider apart.

She tilts down, sniffing. Hell, the scent of musk waftingfrom Isla's nub makes her hum in satisfaction.

"Smells just like a field of roses. I bet your pussy must be as tasty?"

Isla blushes, her legs shaking so does her pussy.

Her clit is tickling it can spark a fire. Her inside is

weeping with the force of arousal she hasn't felt before.

It pays to have a fantasy of hers manifesting.

"Oh, no need for questions. I'd rather have a taste myself, hmm?" Sandra rasps.

Nick watches with strange eagerness and Dr. Sandra levels her face with Isla's nether regions. Sticking out her tongue, she takes a long endearing swipe.

She tilts back with a fading smile of satisfaction.

"I must say, Mr. Wellington, your wife's pussy is the best I've tasted so far." She winks at Nick while her two fingers wet-roll up and down Isla's dripping heat.

"Mmmm..." Isla hums, giggling.

Fuck, she's loving this. Loving the heated look in Nick's

eyes.

"I'll grant you a taste, Nick. Place your lips on mine." Dr. Sandra offers.

Nick, without wasting the opportunity to give a taste of this woman's lips, leans in and closes his lips over Sander's.

Hmmm, Nick loves how plump and full those lips are. He fucking loves it soft just like Isla's.

Better yet, he loves tasting his woman on another woman's lips.

Nick's hungry manhood wedges between his naked flesh and Sandra's.

For three blown minutes, Sandra and Nick suck each other's lips with a slow, lovely sensuality that makes Isla wet as she watches Sandra sharing her husband.

It's all she ever wanted. It gives a kind of satisfaction as another woman enjoys the sweetness that is her husband, Nick.

Just watching them whip their lips together in pleasure makes Isla's pussy a pool of juices.

She brings her eager hands up, and starts touching her nipples, making them more tight and enticing.

Dr. Sandra parts away from Nick's lips, sliding her tongue over her lower lip.

These couple are insanely delicious to eat out, Dr. Sandra whispers to herself.

"How does she taste?" she asks Nick, tracking her left index fingers from Nick's broad chest, settling on his right nipples.

Nick steals a knowing look at Isla. Then to Sandra, he says.

"Awesome. Wanna have some more through your lips."

A smile ghosts across Dr. Sandra's lips. She peers at that willing, watery pussy and nods.

"Sure thing, Mr. Wellington..."

She faces Isla completely, chaining her hands on Isla's thighs to restrict her escape.

Bringing her head down again, she starts sucking Isla's clit into her mouth.

"Fuck! Baby...!" Isla cries out to Nick, reaching her hands out to hold him as Sandra eats her out with gusto.

Isla's stomach dips inside as she struggles to maintain a constant intake and outtake of breath.

She sinks her sharp teeth into her lower lips when she feels Dr. Sandra's wet, soft tongue gliding in and out of her sheath.

Digging her hand into her hair, Isla arches off the bed.

A sudden yet strange feeling flutters in Isla's belly, her insides spasm and she throws all fucking caution to the wind, yipping into the air as pleasure rattles through it.

The pleasure comes out from her pussy in the form of juices.

Dr. Sandra doesn't lick it up. She leaves it for Nick to witness.

"There, Mr. Nick. To make your woman cum, you need to eat her to the point of oblivion. That way, she'll cum for you as much as you want.

Some women can't function by just having a dick in them."

"These kinds of women prepare themselves through foreplay, using mouth, fingers or...toys."

Nick nods, watching Dr. Sandra with adoration as she speaks. When Dr. Sandra grants him permission to drink up Isla's juices, Nick wastes

not a single second to swim on them with his mouth.

However, as Nick hunches over, drinking Isla's juices, Dr.

Sandra fixes herself under the desk where Nick's dick is pointedly staring.

She can't stop the effect that that potent weapon of pleasure has on her womanhood.

Circling her hand around his base, Dr. Sandra teases Nick by slapping the tip of her tongue over Nick's bulbous crown.

"Shit!" Nick bites out, grating his teeth over the corners of Isla's clit.

"OMG, Nick!" Isla cries out at the unexpectedness of Nick's teeth grazing her.

Dr. Sandra giggles and then welcomes Nick's manhood into her warm, wet mouth.

She begins a sucking succession, drinking Nick in and out, coating him with her saliva which mixes with Nick's precum.

Salty yet sweet, Dr. Sandra deep throats Nick, gagging at the process.

Her mind gets drugged, and she locates her fingers over her pussy, driving three of her fingers over her sopping pussy.

Sinking two fingers into her sex, Dr. Sandra rides on her fingers while drinking Nick's cock like a swizzle straw used for drinking.

Isla clasps her thighs over Nick's head as he slides his tongue in her, wanting to show her his new area of expertise-tongue-fucking.

Being a professional in blowjobs, Dr. Sandra knows when Nick's about to cum while she fucks her mouth with the man's member.

She doesn't want that, so she stops and slides away from under the desk.

Nick stops too...watching out for the next instruction. "Now, I'm going to fucking show you the best way to screw

your woman.." Dr. Sandra says as she climbs on the desk, straddling Isla's face.

Her portable ass covers Isla's face, making Isla see Dr. Sandra's big pussy upclose and also her water.

Isla smells it but the glide of something over her clit snaps her head back to reality.

Then she heard Dr. Sandra instructing Nick.

"Before you dive inside her, use your cock and gather her waters together. Then slap her clit to tingle her...and slide in slowly. So fucking slow before you pick up pace. The reason is so that you'll reach her erogenous zones..."

Nick nods in agreement, doing what Dr. Sandra had said.

Isla's hips jolt at every slam of Nick's member on her clit.

Afterward, Dr. Sandra grabs a hold of Nick's cock, guiding it into Isla's pussy.

She watched with a smile as Nick's member disappeared completely into Isla's hole.

"Ohhhhhhhhhhhh....Nickkkkk..." Isla belts out, rocking her hips

and receiving her husband's thrust of sweetness.

Beads of sweat dots Nick's forehead as he drives in and out of Isla's tight cunt.

He had almost forgotten how tight his woman was. Tight as fuck, just how he loves it.

Nick begin mindless thrusts that aroused Dr. Sandra to a point of no return.

Unable to have Nick's cock in her sheath yet, Dr. Sandra uses that opportunity to ride Isla's tight nipple.

"Hell, this is amazing..." She cries, feeling as Isla's nipple penetrates her wet nub.

Isla, enjoying the double attention and pleasure, gapes her mouth open or bites her lips in between as Nick messes up her mind.

With Dr. Sandra riding her turgid nipple, Isla reaches her hands up and starts touching whatever skin she can on the doctor's body.

Isla reaches the peak of pleasure before them and as she cums, Dr. Sandra switches position quickly, her ass facing Nick while her face

comes close to Isla's...

"Take me...Do it Mr. Wellington. And cum inside me." It's an order, a very irresistible one.

Palming his shaft, Nick narrows into Dr. Sandra's hot cunt.

A scream tear from their lips is the feel of each other.

Without wasting a second, Nick begins a lovely, torturous thrust.

They go at it like crazed individuals, chasing their relief.

At that moment, Dr. Sandra was unable to tame her screams of pleasure alone, so she dived into Isla's mouth, kissing her and screaming into

Isla's mouth.

She rocks her hips back sometimes, meeting Nick's cock. Enjoying it.

The hunger starts to weaken as they both reach their climax. Sandra cums hard as well as Nick.

Then she pulls away from the desk, reaching over to kiss Nick one last time.

Turning back, Isla looks adoringly at her husband and Dr. Sandra.

"That was awesome." She smiles.

"Yeah," Nick utters, unable to keep it to himself how he

enjoyed the escape.

Actually, there's something he loves most. It's the look on Isla's face.

Nick loves his wife a lot. He wants to always see that look on her face after sex. He knows there's only one way to fix that.

Instantly, he turns to Dr. Sandra and asks. "Mind being a third person in our bed from today henceforth?"

Isla's eyes widened. She wasn't expecting that from Nick. However, the fear now lies in Dr. Sandra's answers. It's obvious not everyone

will want that.

Much to Isla's surprise, Dr. Sandra utters

"Yes. I want to. I can't wait to have more."

Shooting to her feet, Isla hugs her husband and then mutters to Dr. Sandra. "Thank you for adding spice to our sex life."

TBC.