I would like to preface this by stating that I am currently writing this from u/vao00’s sofa, blissfully enjoying his company and his looks. English isn’t my first language, nor my second, so feel free to point out any mistakes.
Like you, I came across his post and wondered ‘what if?’. I mean you’re adventurous right? You’ve done mildly to moderately crazy things before. So of course I contacted him, it’s no commitment. You just want to get to know the guy a little. He’s polite, sweet, honest and enthusiastic, overall just good vibes. We decided on a day and just talked a little about ourselves. Maybe it’s naive of me but it felt like he really cared. He checked up on me every now and then, just making sure I was comfortable and reassuring me.
When the day came, M told me I should send my live location to someone I know, for peace of mind. I declined but felt it was gentlemanly of him. I made the trip there, not knowing the wonderful experience awaiting me.
He welcomed me into his home, served me some wine and we talked a little. He then stepped out of the room so I could get undressed and wrap myself in the towel. Another redditor pointed out he was very professional with her. I can confirm that he was with me as well. When he came back into the room, I laid on my stomach on the massage table and he folded the top half of the towel, uncovering my back. You could tell he had the gentlest soul and the hands of an angel. They were strong, firm and they traced my body with softly-scented massage oil. Some men will “massage” you to get sex out of it. Not M. M wants you to feel good, he will focus on every part of your body and take it to heaven. He’s very experienced and skilled at what he does, and everytime he lovingly graces your body with his hands, you can feel it.
As he massaged my thighs, I could feel his fingers brush softly against my pussy. I wanted more, and he made me long for it, as he continued massaging the rest of my legs. Every now and then, his hands wandered back between my thighs and I welcomed them. His fingers teased the opening of my pussy and gently rubbed my clitoris. My body was soaking wet with oil and my pussy was just soaking wet. As one hand was pleasuring me down there, the other was tending to the rest of my body. I told him, I’ve never climaxed before. He said that there was no pressure to, that he just wished for me to enjoy myself. And I did, very much. Perhaps it was my body finally being able to relax and being so comfortable with M as a person, even though we had just met for the first time, I felt I was closer and closer to climax. When it finally happened, I squirted, it didn’t feel like a volcanic explosion like I imagined male orgasms to feel like. I had talked about it with M afterwards, it’s probably different for every woman but it felt like waves coming closer and closer to the shore and the climax felt like the waves finally hitting the rocks on the beach, over and over until the feeling faded. It wasn’t intense or explosive, instead it felt gentle and tender, and I melted into his arms.
Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/nci5s5/i_f_got_a_sexy_massage_from_redditor_m
That was lovely, and sexy too. Thanks very much for sharing.
This seems suspicious…like this is a burner account for the masseuse.