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Mr M confessions of a massage therapist

I am Mr.M. Aka(Mr. massage). I will greet you by saying that this is what I do for a living. These are my confessions. I wouldn't say that I am extremely attractive guy but I have been told that I do have a certain brutish mysterious persona and I have an attractive face. In my life I haven't been very good at many thing except for a few. I Pride myself on being able to make people feel good, either by listening or by removing their stress from their bodies with touch. I have been told that my oral skills are addictive and that I have a beautiful cock by pretty much all of my lovers. With all this being said... I take my profession very serious and I try really hard to keep professional boundaries in place. Beautiful woman are truly my down fall. I don't just mean the typical HWP. I love all women. I love their stretch marks, their unconditioned stomachs, their breast that hang lower than they used to. They are all beautiful. I love making them feel wanted by touching them In a way that they aren't accustom to. This sometime leads to explosive arousal. And leads me to do things that I really really want to. My first story begins with a client that I had seen for awhile. She was in her thirties, professional pants suit wearing administrator. Very pleasant and sweet. We had discussions on every topic a- z. She told me that she had been married for over 13 years. You could tell that the love was there but the passion had left. She mentioned once that he just needed to get off and would only use her for said orgasm. I usually find that this is the case with a lot of my client. If I am being honest, many of my clients partners have become so predictable that they know when and where and so they schedule with me as a type of foreplay. This helps them receive their partners knowing they won't be satisfied but at least they will be turned on.

In my practice I specialize in glute, and hip. Im not going to lie... I do love this part of the female anatomy and I am very good at solving lower back and hip issues. We will call her miss.E. We had been working on E's hips for awhile and wow were they nice. She had absolutely amazing skin, smooth and very tan... no tan lines I noticed.

"Do you tan?" I asked.

"no.... I don't like the tanning beds. They make me to clausterphobic." she replied

"How are you so tan then?" I said

" I lay out nude" she said with a giggle

This peaked my interest considering that one of my kinks is exhibitionism. I love the thought of my significant other laying on a nude beach and passers by looking at her beautiful figure. Thats a story for another time. " You must live way out in the country with no neighbors" I said... needing to know She replied with something I didn't expect " no I have neighbors, like a lot actually" My cock began to get hard with tone of voice.

She told me that she was getting hot and asked if I might remove the blanket so that only the sheet was between her and I. I said of coarse. As I pulled the blanket off I accidentally pulled the sheet with and and revealed her body In all of its erotic glory. I immediately pulled the sheet back up.

"Don't worry about the sheet love... Im a nudist" she said with her face in the cradle and her legs spread apart.

I asked if she was sure and she said as long as you are comfortable with it. Of course... I see naked bodies all day. I returned to working on her glutes. I mentioned "now I know why you don't have any tan lines" I said with a laugh. She said she definitely wasn't shy and added that "now that we are on this level... feel free to touch anything that I needed work on.

I finished on her glutes and legs and asked her to turn over. I knew what is was about to see. I had had a glimpse before but nothing like what was about to happen. She pushed up and paused, took a deep sigh and rolled over. Her nipples were gorgeous and fully erect. I told her that I was going to sit down and work with my hands underneath her hips along with working on her stomach and the front of her hips. She seemed very comfortable laying nude in front of me.

I sat down on my stool and began to slide hands underneath her lower back and glute. She moan and sighed very quietly. Right as my had reached its destination under her ass she lifted her pelvis slightly and my hand slipped. It went in-between her legs, and as she relaxed I could feel how wet she was. Her skin glided over my hand... as if she had already applied the oil for me. I froze... this had never happened before. Would she be offended? Did she think that I was trying to do this? Thats when she slightly arched her lower back, spread her legs ever so slightly and began to rock on fist. It was and awkward position for clitoral stimulation but great for penetration. I had to think fast.... what should I do? My cock was extremely hard and needed to be adjusted. I moved my hand from in between her legs and adjusted my cock. I thought to myself that I should probably not put it back and instead with my right hand still underneath her lower back I started working on her stomach. She kept grinding her hips into the bed and letting out insatiable moans. Moans that say I need... not I want. I knew this. I figured she was right handed so I gently slid my arm over her stomach and pulled her hand back to lower stomach. I placed my hand gently on top of hers and pushed it down to where my hand first made contact. E moaned, but it wasn't the same. It was a disgruntled moan. She then took my hand and forcefully put it on her pussy. and began to push it tight against the whole thing. She let out the most invigorating whimper. Her right hand went straight to her mouth so that she could taster herself. I resigned myself to fact that I now was in a different kind of profession. One that not many men are privy to see that side of the curtain. I was now a gentleman of the night and Mr.m had been born. I accepted this... and embraced my new calling. You see... the other "few things" that I take pride in being good at is my love for pleasuring other people. I took my middle finger and put it at the opening and started to make circles and slightly penetrating. I gathered her cum and pulled up to the top of her lips. I did this a few time until I was convinced that she was wet enough and I began to experiment with her clit. I went down the left.. down the right... across the top, and finally making circles. All the while gaging her reaction. I settles on what I thought would give her what she needed and slid my finger down to her lips on last time to wet my hand. I felt her left arm slide up the back of my arm to the back of my head. She began to push my head to her breast and arch her back to push her nipple into my mouth. It had an aroma of essential oils, it tasted sweet. I began to swirl my tongue around oval shaped areolas. As my middle finger continued to slide up and down the right side of her clit she began to pull me closer to breast. Her grip on the back of my head was impressive. Her body started to become stiffer, more rigid. Her moans and breathing were becoming louder. I began to think that surely someone had to hear us. I didn't care. I loved it. Seeing this person in so much pleasure... free and enjoying something usually meant for men in the seedier parts of town. All I could think was "I wanted to make her have the best orgasm of her life". I could see the muscles in her neck tight, flexing her chin down toward her chest, her body slight raised off the table. She suddenly stopped moaning. She became very quiet, her breathing became very shallow. Her thighs began to squeeze my hand to the point It became hard to continue to slide my finger up and down. She gasped for breathe and her body fell agains the table. Her whole body relaxed and I could feel heat emanating from her body. I pulled my hand from her pussy and she instantly grabbed it. She gently held it, resting on pelvic bone. I reach back and grabbed a towel from the counter behind me to wipe off her breast. E then sat up on her elbows with her tits beautifully sprawling to each side... Turns her head towards me and says "thank you". " I fucking need that soooo much" with tears welling up. I haven't had someone make me cum In years. I told her that it was truly a pleasure and that I would love to help her in any way I could from now on. Our session was over... In perfect timing. She stood up and I handed her clothes to her. As she pulled her thongs over her thighs she collapsed back onto the table. She looks over her shoulder at the wet spot she left. She smiles and turns to me. " I feel bad" she said... "Why?" I asked "I didn't make you cum" replied E. "This is for you" I wanted her to know that!! "Do I not turn you on?" she asked " oh my god you do!!!" I said with absolute certainty "I know we are out of time but could you do me a favor?" she asked "of course" I said She then explained that really liked seeing guys jack off and that she wanted me to record myself jacking off and cumming on the wet spot that she had made. I told her that I would do her one better. I promised her that the next time she came in that we would start playing earlier and that I wanted her to be there to watch me cum on her spot. She then pushed her hand into her thong and grabbed her pussy. She said " my pussy would very much like that" . I then gave her an intimate hug and escorted her to the front where she rebooked for the next week... as well as every week till the end of the year.

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