IV
I drove my girlfriend to the airport and immediately felt a sense of freedom. On my way back home, I was already thinking what I could do to extinguish the urge for some kind of sexual contact who could satisfy my hidden desires. I thought the solution was to have a really intense sex-related session without intercourse and finally get rid of this ever-present feeling of lust. It was a feeling that affected my clarity of thinking and, as much as I tried to, I could not repress it. I simply had to do something in order to move on with my life.
After some internet research that included a dominatrix and a beautiful green-eyed escort, I decided to start the journey with a sensual massage and booked a session for the following weekend. An escort would be too much, but a sensual massage would be in a grey zone that I felt comfortable with, thinking that I was merely going to have my ass and legs very well handled by a professional masseuse and maybe some soft touches on my genitals. The massage world was foreign to me, although I found it weird that the website included a catalogue of beautiful girls with naughty pictures of them. I did not want to have any sexual intercourse, but the feeling of being naked and touched seemed to be enough at the time.
A beautiful Indian woman who practiced a mysterious tantric massage caught my attention, so I chose her for being exotic and for having a spiritual vibe that was related to that style of massage. Even if this kind of massage could have genital interaction, I believed I could tell her to stop or just pretend it didn’t happen. It was important to let go of everything and just enjoy the moment, so I decided to stop worrying once I stepped into the room and let her control everything that could happen. We greeted each other with a smile and she seemed very nice with an intense look that could read my soul. I was pretty sure many men went there for the same reason as I did. We had a small conversation while I was entering the room and I felt comfortable to let her touch my body because of the way she acted. She was very classy and I noticed her diction was really good, especially with her charming voice. The room was filled with candles and I felt very much at ease to be naked with that soft lighting and a person who was experienced and very open about the situation.
She told me to lay down and to let her command the session. Her look was determined and confident and she was dressed in a fine lingerie like a model. Her skin was glowing with the light of the candles and that dim light enhanced her curves even more. I closed my eyes with her image in mind and followed what she said. It was time to let go of all the worries and enjoy a great massage. Before relaxing I felt the need to explain myself and to tell her why I was there. I told her that I had a girlfriend, that she had to work for 2 weeks in another country, and that we were happy but she did not do certain naughty things in bed. She nodded with no interest and told me that now I had to relax. She started by massaging my back with a special oil which she used on my whole body. I felt aroused when she massaged my butt cheeks but she was careful enough to avoid my private parts. She told me to turn around and massaged me with oil once again, except on the genitals, paying special attention to my legs and torso.
After a while, her fingers started to approach my groin and buttocks. I started to get aroused once again but tried to relax at the same time to avoid an erection. She went back to massaging my thighs and I felt the tension of sexual excitement go away. When I was totally relaxed, I felt her hand slowly teasing my balls and she started to masturbate me with gentle strokes, playing with my oiled up cock, and I did not know how to react so I let her do her job. When I was fully erect, I felt her lips covering my whole cock in a sensual way and I almost had an orgasm. She sucked me for a while using a good portion of saliva while I was trying not to cum inside her mouth. I simply left this world because of such an amount of pleasure and finally had the moment that I much needed for a long time.
She told me to turn around with my eyes closed and to put myself in all fours. She massaged my buttocks and used both of her hands to rub the oil on my balls and butthole. It felt really good and I started to lose my erection. The focus was now on the anus. She kept doing her ass massage for a while until I was relaxed, and that’s when I felt her tongue sliding inside my ass and a cold shiver invaded me. I was shocked but full of pleasure. Her tongue was magical and I almost exploded inside. Something different happened to me. I started to moan very openly and that’s when she started to use her fingers. Due to my anal practice, one finger was not enough to fill my hole, so I asked her for more fingers in. When she had four fingers stretching my anus with her special oil, I told her to fist me and she just put her whole hand inside me without saying a word, moving it in and out very slowly and gently.
I wanted to record that moment on camera, I wanted to see her fist inside me going in and out of my ass, I wanted to see how gaped my hole was, but I was having too much pleasure to interrupt the moment and maybe it was not even allowed. She directed her fist towards my balls to reach the prostate and I came several times without ejaculating. I was starting to lose control over my body and my reactions. I was being dominated by that fist in all aspects. After a while, when I couldn’t handle more dry ejaculations, she told me to turn over and finished me off by stroking my cock and making me cum on my chest. With the prostate stimulation I came so hard that my semen bathed my upper torso, neck, and the left side of my chin. An hour had passed and I had never been so sexually satisfied in my life.
Before I could put this situation in perspective and explain to myself what this meant for my life and my relationship, I was merely lying down with my eyes open looking at the ceiling while that Indian beauty was preparing the shower for us. My body was covered with semen, the feeling of a sexual burden had left my body, and still my loose hole was contracting and expelling little squirts of massage oil.
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