Lexi's Titillating Cure: A Medical Handjob and a Dildo Dilemma

Lexi, a confident and busty woman, lounged on her bed, a magazine spread out in front of her. She absently flipped through the pages, her mind elsewhere. A knock on the door startled her out of her reverie and she called out, "Come in, Bobby!"

Bobby, a man with a medical condition that caused him to cum too easily, hesitantly pushed the door open and stepped inside. He looked nervous as he approached the bed, his eyes flicking to Lexi and then away.

Lexi patted the bed beside her and said, "Have a seat, Bobby. I've got something special planned for you today."

Bobby sat down next to Lexi, his heart racing. He couldn't help but feel a little intimidated by Lexi. She was confident and assertive, always in control. He admired her strength and independence, but it also made him feel weak and inadequate.

Lexi pulled out a large, long dildo from under her bed and grinned at Bobby. "Ever ridden one of these before?" she asked, holding up the dildo.

Bobby shook his head, looking both excited and apprehensive. He had always been curious about toys, but had never worked up the courage to try them.

Lexi chuckled and said, "Well, today's your lucky day. I'm going to give you the ride of your life."

She handed the dildo to Bobby and said, "Go ahead, stick it in. I'll help you out."

Bobby hesitated, but eventually slid the dildo inside himself. He winced as it stretched him, but Lexi reassured him. "Good boy," she said, patting Bobby on the head. "Now, let's see if we can't get you to last a little longer than usual."

She started to stroke Bobby's cock, her grip firm and confident. Bobby moaned, his hips starting to move in time with Lexi's hand.

Lexi smirked and said, "You're already close, aren't you? Pathetic."

Bobby glared at her, but couldn't deny the truth of her words. He was already on the edge, and Lexi's hand was only pushing him closer.

"Cum for me, Bobby," Lexi said, her voice low and sultry. "Cum all over these big, beautiful tits of mine."

Bobby groaned, his hips bucking faster as he felt himself getting closer. Lexi kept stroking him, her other hand squeezing and kneading her own breasts.

Lexi's words were like a trigger, and Bobby couldn't hold back any longer. With a final, desperate cry, he came, his load splattering all over Lexi's chest. She grinned, looking pleased with herself.

"Not bad," she said, wiping a bit of cum off her nipple. "But next time, I want you to last a little longer. Understood?"

Bobby nodded, still panting from his orgasm. Lexi stood up and said, "Good. Now, go clean yourself up and come back when you're ready for round two."

Bobby left the room, still in a daze from the intense orgasm. Lexi smiled, already planning her next move. She loved the feeling of power and control, and Bobby was the perfect plaything for her. She would push him to his limits, and then push him even further. She was in charge, and Bobby was just along for the ride.