The Masseuse: An orgasmic epic

I had initially posted this in hopes of recreating the memory in some fashion on /r/dirtypenpals. But, after some suggestions, I’ve realized it’s really more a story. Something that I hope you all can enjoy here.

**—–CHAPTER 1: THE ORIGIN—–**

It all started when I accepted an invitation to be my friend’s groomsman. I was but a simple un-defiled man. Hadn’t even stepped foot in a strip club. Oh, but things were going to change. Next came the bachelor party invitation. Where you ask? Montreal. Oui, Montreal. I was hesitant at first. I was only vaguely aware of my friends propensity for strip clubs, prostitutes and the like. I’m worried what is going to happen and if I’m even going to be down to party. I tell him that I’m not sure I can make it. Plans and such… He doesn’t buy it.

> “Don’t worry, you’re in good hands. You don’t want to miss out buddy. Your life will change.”

My life will change? That’s quite a statement. I put it out of my mind for a month or so until the groom texted me.

> “You still have time.”

UNLV Sorority Freshmen Turns Amateur Entertainer [f][mast][exh][fantasy][pros][Pics in comment below]

The first pic is of my sorority Big, Katie, and me in Las Vegas where we attend school at UNLV. We are pictured at one of our hotel room engagements when, unless requested otherwise, we wear party dresses (more on that later). She and I have become good friends but not in any way that I would have predicted. No we are not lesbians. On the contrary we love men and started our own business in Las Vegas performing together for mostly visiting businessmen and convention goers. We are lucky to be going to school here as I know of no other city like it where a regular college girl can make the kind of money we do. In fact, college girls are in demand in the entertainment industry here.

Katie worked as a hostess at a steakhouse where she also got me a job. She quit but didn’t tell me the real reason until after she got to know me better. She started entertaining with another former hostess for a business that advertises college aged strippers. The business finds them work and gets a percentage of their earnings. Any tips they make are theirs to keep.

UNLV Sorority Freshman Turned Amateur Entertainmer (pics of me included)

UNLV Sorority Freshman Turns Amateur Entertainer

The first pic is of my sorority Big, Katie, and me in Las Vegas where we attend school. She and I have become good friends but not in any way that I would have predicted. No we are not lesbians. On the contrary we love men and started our own business in Las Vegas performing together for mostly visiting businessmen and convention goers. We are lucky to be going to school here as I know of no other city like it where a regular college girl can make the kind of money we do. In fact, college girls are in demand in the entertainment industry here.

Katie worked as a hostess at a steakhouse where she also got me a job. She quit but didn’t tell me the real reason until after she got to know me better. She started entertaining with another former hostess for a business that advertises college aged strippers. The business finds them work and gets a percentage of their earnings. Any tips they make are theirs to keep.

[M]y first anal, from the [f]riendliest stripper ever.

This all happened about five years ago. It was after my long-time girlfriend left me. We were in a new city, and she didn’t have any friends or family there. I can see why she left now. But back then, I still needed to get her off my mind. Other than that, it was a pretty good year for me. My new job was going well. I had lost one hundred pounds at that point in the year. Going from fat to average was a great accomplishment for me. I still felt fat in my head though. Undesired. Lonely. This is a story of the woman who got me over that.

She was sitting in a Starbucks when I first saw her. She had long black hair that went down to the small of her back. Almost ivory skin. I didn’t know what color her eyes were, but they were dark. Her face was held up by beautiful, full cheeks. She was wearing a t-shirt and sweatpants, almost like a Saturday morning at home, but at a Starbucks. She sat at a corner table listening to something on her phone and sipping her coffee. She had large tits that stretched out her t-shirt. Looking at her I could tell she was built for more comfort than speed. She wasn’t fat, but, plush almost. With a nice ass, that I could tell was big even though she was sitting, supported by strong legs that held everything up in a perfect display Maybe the best way to describe her was…squeezable.

[MFF] my first threesome thanks to my awesome girlfriend and her best friend.

Hey GWStories! Long time no see. I’ve been busy with work and catching up on little projects around the house but this I had to post. I didn’t intend it to be this long but fuck it. It was an amazing night.

As always I’m on Mobil so please excuse any mistakes.

So if you’ve read some of my previous posts you know about my rekindled relationship with Emily. It’s like heaven on earth when she is around. Truly amazing woman I’ve got.

So on to the fun. This Friday was my irl cakeday. Emily was coming over and we had plans to go out and celebrate.

Friday rolls around and I head home from work to clean up the house before Emily is supposed to show up. The house looks mint, Emily shows up around 7 and around 8 we head into town to meet up with some friends for dinner and drinks.

We go to this casual bar that serves killer wings and always has a fun atmosphere. We eat, drink and dance the night away. Midnight rolls around and we decide to wrap the evening up. As we are getting ready to leave Emily’s best friend Demi asks if she car get a ride home with us as she doesn’t feel like she is sober enough to drive safely. Who am I to object?

My Mother in Law and I have been meeting each other downstairs while everyone is asleep

So I don’t know how relationships between non-blood relatives are received here, but this has been going on for a few weeks now and I have no one to tell it to. The thought of sharing my story on the

Internet for you guys to read is making me feel the same way I felt with my MIL downstairs, if anyone knows any NSFW story-swapping subreddits I’d love to share this there too. I think story swapping is a new kink of mine.

Anyway, my wife Kathy and I have been together for nine years. We met in high school our senior year, got married last year, pretty young at that. I’ve always maintained a good relationship with her parents, including her mother Melanie. I used to be afraid of Melanie during high school, but I grew out of that quickly. Melanie is sort of controlling, and sometimes even though her heart is in the right place it can seem like she’s not being helpful, but she’s overall a good person and has helped me out a ton. Melanie also has self esteem issues. She’s afraid of growing old and gets botox and lip injections monthly; she’s kind of bitter about it and is the kind of person who watches the Wendy’s commercials and says, “Well you know she doesn’t eat Wendy’s.” Melanie isn’t huge though. Her body type is similar to Melanie Monroe, the porn star, which is why I named her that. She has meaty thighs and a pretty huge chest.

Let’s Have a Study Break [M18, F23]

Despite the current trend of entering into college with a five year plan, majors decided upon, and internships three years out lined up in order to justify the enormous debt that we would all be accruing over the next four years, I started college with no plan, no major, and not even a thought of a possible internship. My thought process was that all of that would work itself out, and in the meantime, I would not be at home with my parents and sisters. This thought process led to me signing up for some of the more obscure general education classes. One of these courses was Theater History. In high school I had taken two years of drama to fulfill my vocational requirement, acted in a few plays, and even directed my own one act play. I was by no means a drama geek, but I enjoyed the theater and thought that it would be a nice change of pace from my math and science heavy schedule.

Stripping Nude and Masturbating on Stage at a Local After Hours Club [My Fantasy Realized]

I am a real stewardess and fly for a Major US Airline but you won’t see me like this on your flight or know that I am an admitted exhibitionist. Simply put, I enjoy masturbating for men while they watch. It’s my favorite way of sexually expressing and satisfying myself – my fantasy really. As an exhibitionist and a flight attendant, I take advantage of my travels to find men interested in helping me, whether it’s a pilot or a male flight attendant on a layover, maybe some guys on the hotel staff or even a group of strangers if I can arrange it. As long as someone is watching me, I get off to it.

My After Hours Club Experience

One of my male friends suggested I try performing my fantasy of stripping and masturbating on stage at a downtown after hours club. He knew about my fantasy and said he found something I should consider. So we visited a local After Hours Club he frequented in downtown San Antonio. He said he knew the manager and had told him about me. The manager said he was interested in meeting me. So that weekend I was introduced to him and we talked about my exhibitionist fantasy and how I had already performed for a group of friends several times and that I really enjoyed it.

For my boyfriend’s pleasure

Over the past year that me and my boyfriend Zack have been together he has slowly but thoroughly convinced me to share as much detail of my past sexual encounters with other men with him as I could remember. He would often beg me for more information, more detail, but he had heard it all already. Something about it makes him jealous but he says he likes it, and I like it because it makes him extremely horny.

Recently, as a result of me telling Zack all of my stories, he nervously suggested we find a way for me to have more experiences with other guys so I have more to tease him with. I was pretty unsure about the idea, I didn’t want to do something that Zack would regret that could possibly ruin our relationship, so we both agreed to take it slow. He made various suggestions, I should go to a bar alone, I should join tinder, I should post an ad on craigslist. I suddenly found myself excited by his enthusiasm. I had previously said that I just wanted to make out with a random guy as a first step. Zack was happy with that but i knew he would have let me go further if I wanted.

[M30/F26] – Hooked up with the woman I’ve been doing a DirtyPenPals role-play with for the last 18 months (long)

Going back to October of 2014, I started a /r/dirtypenpals RP with someone, and since then we’ve kept it going with frequent exchanges. We send messages every day or two. I recently turned 30, I’m 6’1″, and about 200lbs. I travel a ton for work, and eat out a lot, so I’m a few pounds heavy, but not bad looking. I described my character physically as a reflection of myself, but maybe in a bit better shape.

My partner’s writing was amazing, and she was creative in all the best ways. At one point she sent me a 4000 word scene describing getting herself off with a vibrator while imagining my character fucking her. It was beyond erotic, and was skirting toward, dare I say, literature. She described her character as 5’8″, blonde hair, blue eyes, and, obviously, gorgeous..

Anyways, as time went on, we started writing more out of character, usually a paragraph or two before the good stuff started up. Over that time, we definitely formed a kind of friendship, albeit one predicated on writing dirty dirty smut to each other, so sex was always an over-arching theme. My DPP partner never physically described herself, but early on did say that she was a college student, English Lit major, just about to graduate.