A massage with numerous happy endings...
A Lady on Craigslist posted that she was in town for business and wanted a massage with a happy ending from a “mature” gentleman. I contacted her, gave her my qualifications and we agreed to get together.
I met her for coffee and a “get to know you” chat, where she told me she had asked for older, because she had made a non-specific post when she first got into town and that she had responses from all younger men. And that most of them didn’t actually want to give her the massage; they wanted to have sex with her. A couple of guys did seem nice and said they could massage her and give the “happy Ending” she spoke of at the end, just by massaging her clit (which was all she wanted). But when she met with them, each rubbed her shoulders for about a minute, then immediately tried to fuck her. She had made it clear to them that all she wanted was a massage and to then have manual stimulation to climax but they assumed that was her “come on” and she really wanted to be fucked. Each guy stormed from the room calling her names and acted like it was HER problem.
I assured her that I understood exactly what she wanted, that all I wanted to do was to please her and I expected nothing in return. I vowed that I would do no more than massage and relax her, then digitally bring her to the “happy Ending” climax only at her signal when she was contented with her full body massage.
So we agreed to meet. When I arrived at her hotel room that evening, first we made small talk; I asked what areas of her body were particularly tender, or had more tenseness. I stepped out of the room, allowing her to disrobe. I gave her two towels to cover her bottom and breasts with and told her I’d return in five minutes. When I came back, she was laying on her stomach on the bed, completely nude, the towels still folded on the chair. I asked if she wanted to be covered, and she said that eventually I would need access to everything and so no sense in pretending to be modest. She said she trusted me to keep my word.
And I did. I massaged her shoulders, arms, back, all her torso, her legs, feet, and her gultes. She made sounds from whimpering to gasping to moaning. I worked all the knots and kinks out and I relaxed her entire body for a full 30 minutes before I asked her to turn over. I massaged the fronts of her legs, her hips, her abs, working my way up, I skipped over breasts and did the front of her shoulders. All in all, she was on her back for more than 20 minutes before I eventually massaged her breasts. They were not huge, but full, and her nipples already hard. She responded to my every touch of them. But I worked them as I had every other part of her, without lustful movement, just massage and manipulation. I began to move my hands away from them and she said, “Please, massage my breasts some more, and you can pull on my nipples.” I did as she asked, and she moaned and gasped. After about 10 minutes, she signaled what she wanted next. She spread her legs wide and looked at me. She whispered, so faint I could barely hear it, “Now”.
Still, I didn’t dive right in; I moved deliberately, but not quickly down her abs again until I got to her spread and open center. The first thing I noticed was that the sheet was soaked under her, and her pussy was wet, literally dripping. Still, I showed restraint. I first massaged the creases between each leg and even a two finger massage of her taint. Next, I manipulated the outside of her labia, eventually working my way into her pussy - by that time, she was writhing. I massaged her pussy externally, and then moved to work the hard button of her clit. I made her cum twice, on then did I enter her pussy and began to finger her deeply and doggedly. I then curled my fingers curled up and found her GSpot. Spongy and yielding, I palpated it sensually while the heel of my hand rubbed against her clit. She came so hard the bed moved, and she squirted soaking my hand, the entire bed and her legs.
As her trembling subsided, I withdrew my fingers and gently touched, lightly rubbed her pussy until the intensity of her orgasm had waned. She lay there panting, saying “Thank you” over and over again.
I told her that I would leave the room so she could get dressed privately. She nodded and sat p, just as I reached the door, I heard her say, “Wait”.
She then told me that she so loved what I had done, she would be willing to give me a hand job so that I could have a happy ending of my own. I explained that I appreciated that, but it was not part of the deal and I promised I’d expect no reciprocation. I didn’t want her to think I would break my guarantee. She smiled and said, “You didn’t break your promise, and that’s why I am offering. Because you were not only a gentleman, but you made me feel terrific. I can see the bulge in your pants; I want to help you, too.”
I just stood there nodding and she reached over and unzipped my pants, letting them fall to the floor. She pulled down my underwear and gently touched my cock. “Please”, she said, “Lie down”.
So I did and she deftly and expertly stroked my cock. She moved with grace and purpose, coaxing my cock to get even harder. Precum leaked like lava and she used it a lubrication to speed the process. I lay back with my eyes closed. Her had was magical. Then I felt a new sensation. Her mouth had closed around my cock. I started to lean up, and she put her hand on my chest and pushed me back down.
I had though her hand job was awesome, but her mouth was exquisite! Her talented tongue danced around my cock and the sensation was more than I could bear. “I’m going to cum”, I said. And she took her mouth away. I heard her say “Not Yet”.
With that, she without hesitation climbed on top of me, impaling herself on my turgid member. She rode me. I knew I could not hold out long. And yet, I did, forcing myself to enjoy her tight, wet pussy as long as I could... But it was too much, I felt my balls tightening.
“Seriously, I am going to cum, I don’t want to cum in you if it’s not safe” she smiled and in an more or less gymnastic move lifted off my cock, swiveled her legs around and swapped position, forcing her sodden cunt onto my face as she slowly and sensually licked the head of my cock. I ate her with abandon, and worked the fingers of one hand into her pussy. SO much wetness had leased from it her ass was covered and well lubricated, and so I snaked one finger from my other and into her anus.
She plunged her mouth down and engulfed my cock, sucking and bobbing her head up and down, her pussy flowed and I could feel her ass clenching around my finger.
Within seconds, we both came, me pulsing ropes of hot cum down her throat, her ass clenched so tight it actually forged my finger out and I removed my fingers from inside her just as her cunt exploded, squirting into my eager mouth and all over my face.
She lay on top of me for a few moments and then again effortless spun around to face me. She looked into my eyes and said again, “Thank you”. She sweetly kissed my cheek and got up. I went into the bathroom and brought out two hot, damp washcloths and we cleaned each other off. Without a word. Then, we both got dressed.
I walked to the door and she thanked me again and told me that she had not expected to go as far as she did, but she wasn’t sorry. As I departed, she kissed me on the cheek one last time saying she’d call me the next time she came back to town.
But I knew she wouldn’t. It was just one of those “One Time Only” things. Still it was one hell of a night!
I met her for coffee and a “get to know you” chat, where she told me she had asked for older, because she had made a non-specific post when she first got into town and that she had responses from all younger men. And that most of them didn’t actually want to give her the massage; they wanted to have sex with her. A couple of guys did seem nice and said they could massage her and give the “happy Ending” she spoke of at the end, just by massaging her clit (which was all she wanted). But when she met with them, each rubbed her shoulders for about a minute, then immediately tried to fuck her. She had made it clear to them that all she wanted was a massage and to then have manual stimulation to climax but they assumed that was her “come on” and she really wanted to be fucked. Each guy stormed from the room calling her names and acted like it was HER problem.
I assured her that I understood exactly what she wanted, that all I wanted to do was to please her and I expected nothing in return. I vowed that I would do no more than massage and relax her, then digitally bring her to the “happy Ending” climax only at her signal when she was contented with her full body massage.
So we agreed to meet. When I arrived at her hotel room that evening, first we made small talk; I asked what areas of her body were particularly tender, or had more tenseness. I stepped out of the room, allowing her to disrobe. I gave her two towels to cover her bottom and breasts with and told her I’d return in five minutes. When I came back, she was laying on her stomach on the bed, completely nude, the towels still folded on the chair. I asked if she wanted to be covered, and she said that eventually I would need access to everything and so no sense in pretending to be modest. She said she trusted me to keep my word.
And I did. I massaged her shoulders, arms, back, all her torso, her legs, feet, and her gultes. She made sounds from whimpering to gasping to moaning. I worked all the knots and kinks out and I relaxed her entire body for a full 30 minutes before I asked her to turn over. I massaged the fronts of her legs, her hips, her abs, working my way up, I skipped over breasts and did the front of her shoulders. All in all, she was on her back for more than 20 minutes before I eventually massaged her breasts. They were not huge, but full, and her nipples already hard. She responded to my every touch of them. But I worked them as I had every other part of her, without lustful movement, just massage and manipulation. I began to move my hands away from them and she said, “Please, massage my breasts some more, and you can pull on my nipples.” I did as she asked, and she moaned and gasped. After about 10 minutes, she signaled what she wanted next. She spread her legs wide and looked at me. She whispered, so faint I could barely hear it, “Now”.
Still, I didn’t dive right in; I moved deliberately, but not quickly down her abs again until I got to her spread and open center. The first thing I noticed was that the sheet was soaked under her, and her pussy was wet, literally dripping. Still, I showed restraint. I first massaged the creases between each leg and even a two finger massage of her taint. Next, I manipulated the outside of her labia, eventually working my way into her pussy - by that time, she was writhing. I massaged her pussy externally, and then moved to work the hard button of her clit. I made her cum twice, on then did I enter her pussy and began to finger her deeply and doggedly. I then curled my fingers curled up and found her GSpot. Spongy and yielding, I palpated it sensually while the heel of my hand rubbed against her clit. She came so hard the bed moved, and she squirted soaking my hand, the entire bed and her legs.
As her trembling subsided, I withdrew my fingers and gently touched, lightly rubbed her pussy until the intensity of her orgasm had waned. She lay there panting, saying “Thank you” over and over again.
I told her that I would leave the room so she could get dressed privately. She nodded and sat p, just as I reached the door, I heard her say, “Wait”.
She then told me that she so loved what I had done, she would be willing to give me a hand job so that I could have a happy ending of my own. I explained that I appreciated that, but it was not part of the deal and I promised I’d expect no reciprocation. I didn’t want her to think I would break my guarantee. She smiled and said, “You didn’t break your promise, and that’s why I am offering. Because you were not only a gentleman, but you made me feel terrific. I can see the bulge in your pants; I want to help you, too.”
I just stood there nodding and she reached over and unzipped my pants, letting them fall to the floor. She pulled down my underwear and gently touched my cock. “Please”, she said, “Lie down”.
So I did and she deftly and expertly stroked my cock. She moved with grace and purpose, coaxing my cock to get even harder. Precum leaked like lava and she used it a lubrication to speed the process. I lay back with my eyes closed. Her had was magical. Then I felt a new sensation. Her mouth had closed around my cock. I started to lean up, and she put her hand on my chest and pushed me back down.
I had though her hand job was awesome, but her mouth was exquisite! Her talented tongue danced around my cock and the sensation was more than I could bear. “I’m going to cum”, I said. And she took her mouth away. I heard her say “Not Yet”.
With that, she without hesitation climbed on top of me, impaling herself on my turgid member. She rode me. I knew I could not hold out long. And yet, I did, forcing myself to enjoy her tight, wet pussy as long as I could... But it was too much, I felt my balls tightening.
“Seriously, I am going to cum, I don’t want to cum in you if it’s not safe” she smiled and in an more or less gymnastic move lifted off my cock, swiveled her legs around and swapped position, forcing her sodden cunt onto my face as she slowly and sensually licked the head of my cock. I ate her with abandon, and worked the fingers of one hand into her pussy. SO much wetness had leased from it her ass was covered and well lubricated, and so I snaked one finger from my other and into her anus.
She plunged her mouth down and engulfed my cock, sucking and bobbing her head up and down, her pussy flowed and I could feel her ass clenching around my finger.
Within seconds, we both came, me pulsing ropes of hot cum down her throat, her ass clenched so tight it actually forged my finger out and I removed my fingers from inside her just as her cunt exploded, squirting into my eager mouth and all over my face.
She lay on top of me for a few moments and then again effortless spun around to face me. She looked into my eyes and said again, “Thank you”. She sweetly kissed my cheek and got up. I went into the bathroom and brought out two hot, damp washcloths and we cleaned each other off. Without a word. Then, we both got dressed.
I walked to the door and she thanked me again and told me that she had not expected to go as far as she did, but she wasn’t sorry. As I departed, she kissed me on the cheek one last time saying she’d call me the next time she came back to town.
But I knew she wouldn’t. It was just one of those “One Time Only” things. Still it was one hell of a night!
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