Sex coach
Published on 22/09/2025
I've been a sexuality coach for 6 months now.
Most of my patients come to me for advice on erectile dysfunction, their problems with adulterous urges... the kind of worries that almost every man has.
A few weeks ago, I was contacted by e-mail by a 37-year-old man.
He explained:
"Hello, I'm contacting you because I'm reckless. I'm 37 and still a pretty. There's no lack of desire, but my shyness, modesty and upbringing are standing in the way. Please help me."
Curious and seeing the challenge ahead, I schedule a session with her.
On the day, I welcome her into my office.
When she arrives, I'm stunned by her beauty.
We settle down on the sofa.
Me: "Mehdi, you've got me stumped. You're a very handsome man, I'm having trouble understanding the problem."
Mehdi: "I know I'm not ugly, but I'm very shy. In fact, I almost didn't come. I'm extremely modest. I never wear shorts or go shirtless. My parents brought me up that way.
Me: "Given your build, you must work out, right?"
Mehdi: "Yes, I go to the gym 4 times a week. But I arrive in gym clothes and leave in gym clothes. I shower and change at home."
Me: "Have you ever found yourself naked in front of someone? At the doctor's? With a woman?"
Mehdi: "At the doctor's, yes, but I didn't like it. As for the rest... impossible."
Me: "Do you watch porn? Do you jerk off?"
Mehdi: "Yes, of course. And it makes me want to fuck, so I jerk off. But that's complex too."
Me: "Be careful, pornos don't reflect reality. The actors are chosen, cut and edited."
Mehdi: "No, it's the opposite. My dick is rather out of the ordinary. So I tell myself that if one day I take the plunge, I'll be afraid of hurting myself."
Me: "That's manageable. With communication and shared pleasure."
The session over, I make a second appointment.
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A few days later, Mehdi returns.
He sits down on the sofa, and I ask him:
Me: "So, any change?"
Mehdi: "No... I still want sex, but I can't seem to take the plunge."
Me: "Today, we're going to work on your modesty."
I close the shutters, draw the curtains, turn off the light.
Me: "That's it. We're in the dark. What do you feel?"
Mehdi: "I'm fine, I'm serene."
Me: "I'm going to undress completely, but you stay dressed."
I get naked, sit at my desk, boner at attention.
Me: "We're both here. Can you see me?"
Mehdi: "No."
Me: "How do you feel?"
Mehdi: "I'm excited... I'm hard."
Me: "Do you feel like caressing yourself? Here, you're free to make your own choices."
He hesitates. I encourage him to let go.
Finally, I hear him undress. Excitement builds.
Me: "Relax, enjoy. Tell me how you feel."
Mehdi: "I feel my hand go over my chest and down onto my cock. It's so hard..."
I sit down next to him.
He grabs my hand and places it on his cock. My heart races.
His cock is huge, long and wide.
Me: "Can you feel my hand? Does it feel good?"
Mehdi: "Yes..."
Me: "Do you want me to replace it with my mouth?"
Without waiting, I lick his glans, then swallow.
Mehdi: "Fucking good. That's the first time I've ever been sucked."
I apply myself, deep throat, saliva everywhere.
Meanwhile, I lubricate my ass.
Me: "Do you want to go further?"
Mehdi: "I... I think so."
I straddle him, rub his cock against my puck.
Little by little, I work it in. I impale myself completely, he moans.
I pick up the rhythm, then he grabs me by the hips and finally controls the pace.
He stops me, gives me a wild roll.
Then I get down on all fours, he settles behind me and penetrates me with one thrust.
Me: "Damn, that's a good cock."
Mehdi: "Your ass is incredible."
I encourage him: "Fuck me any way you want, just think about your pleasure."
He lets loose, pounding my ass like a stallion, alternating great thrusts with slow back-and-forth strokes.
Mehdi: "I'm going to cum!"
Me: "Don't hold back, let yourself go."
He speeds up, cries out in pleasure and fills me with his warm seed.
That's how I took Mehdi's prettyity.
His modesty and shyness were finally overcome.