I have been asked on occasion what a massage from yours truly would entail. The truth is, it would really depend on you. Do you have any particular spots that need working out? What are your limits? Kinky or regular? Full body or partial? How much time do we have?

But, for the sake of a general answer, this is how a full body deep tissue massage with a nice happy ending would go:

After some pleasantries and small talk you undress to your underwear (no bra) and lay comfortably face down. To begin I gather your hair, lift it and move it to the side; we do not want it to get dirty. Rubbing my hands together with the lotion or oil of your choice, I start with your neck. Two fingers on each side, massaging in small circles up and down the length from your nape down to the base of your neck. These tiny motions release tension held between and along the vertebrae, which do overtime all day, particularly if you are hunch over a screen or phone frequently. As they loosen up my strokes firm up, applying some additional pressure to really work in there. Soon my hands are making longer motions, up and down the entire length, subtly stretching the muscle fibers.

I then work my way down to your shoulders. Typically much stress is held there, and where my powerful hands really start earning there keep. Strong percussive power and deep tissue massage are in order as I work to relieve the tension held here. At first your body is likely to resist, but you will soon feel the knots giving way as I continue to work my magic. From working both sides I then focus on each side individually, allowing a more tailored effort to stretch and massage. First your right side, then left, as both hands alternate their attention.

Now really feeling the fruits of my labor, your body weight sinks heavier underneath you as you enter a more relaxed, blissful state. At this point my hands are likely working your upper back, with particular focus both on the muscles that run along your spine, as well as those underneath and around your shoulder blades. I may take your arm and move it, manipulating the bones and muscles into a more favorable position to ensure I can work deeply underneath your shoulder blade. You left out a soft sign as a deep, circular stroke runs from the inner top corner of your shoulder blade, down along your spine, and curves around the blade along your middle and lower ribcage. You also feel my working the other muscles of your shoulder girdle, some large and some small, including those overworked stabilizers you didn't know you had. The sensation and attention is unlike anything you have felt before, incredible. You feel my using all the tools at my disposal, my fingers, my knuckles, my elbows, to dig along the side, releasing compression from in between the individual vertebrae.

My hands continue their journey down your body, now on your lower back. The strain in this part of the body is common and well-known, and you feel my knuckles digging in with a circular motion to massage the base of your spine. My hands then work to stretch either side, before again repeated that curves stroke you felt earlier, only lower this time ending towards the top of you hip bones. Again, this little stabilizers, so over worked, sigh with relief as I work through the tension they hold.

Working your glutes now, a powerhouse that is often taxed, requires a very powerful effort from me. You feel almost my entire weigh being used in opposition as I dig deep into the muscle, targeting the underlying core that seeks release. Slowly but surely I work, until suddenly the knots melt away, long ignored but now more easily triggered by the right intent.

Elbows are the tool of choice as I release your hamstrings. One leg as a time, providing singular focus as such a muscle deserves. Deep targeting, combined with leg manipulation (bending and unbending your knee), are the main maneuver here. The fibers stretch and contract as I work, releasing and lengthening. MY hands then wrapped around out leg, one on the inner thigh and one on the outer thigh, my long and strong fingers doing the detailing work that the blunt instrument of my elbow cannot provide.

For a moment you think - is it time? His hands are merely inches from my pussy. You recognize your wetness at the thought, and indeed how wet you have become from the touch this entire time. But no, I am not done yet.

Continuing to encircle one leg at a time with both hands, I slide them lower so that I can focus on your calves and IT band. Depending on your athletic endeavors of choice, these can be quite tense. The IT band in particular requires the right touch as to release and not overwork.

Finally, my hands are at your feet. First doing some reflex work, bending and stretching your arches and toes. For a wearer of heels, this may be the best part. Those poor feet won't know what hit them as my thumbs work your soles and arches, digging in and really releasing the muscle tension.

Your body now truly relaxed from head to toe, my hands begin to climb back up your leg. Reaching your thighs, you feel a single finger lightly pressing against your underwear. My finger slowly traces up and down your slit, feeling not only the material but your moistness as it has started to seep through. It soon lands on your clit, and through the fabric with the faintest touch slowly massages in a circular motion. You cannot help but let out a soft moan as the moment you have been anticipating in finally here. You never imagine a single finger on your clit could have such an effect. Instinctually and almost involuntarily, you arch you hips and part your legs, inviting me for more with easier access.

You feel the material as I grasp and slowly pull your panties down your legs. The wet spot is noticeable, and while exciting to me, I want to feel the real thing. Your body shudders as that single finger gently parts your pussy lips and slowly traces down the length of your slit. There is no denying the sticky wetness it is encountering along the way, until is again reaches your clit and massages in a circular motion.

Your moans become more frequent and pronounced as my finger is on your clit. Varying in speed and pressure, the sensation is otherworldly as your juices really begin to flow. Your hips moving with me, your body in total rhythm with the waves of pleasure hitting you. Over and over the jolts run from between your legs through the rest of your body.

With my other hand I then tease your dripping and hungry hole. Pushing back onto it, begging almost, a finger slides in. Your wetness makes it easy to go all the way in deep, and my long finger hooks to gently put pressure on your g-spot. The dual sensations on your clit and g-spot simultaneously are almost too much, and I feel you involuntarily clench around me. I continue to work my finger in and out slowly, probing and stretching your hungry hole.

Finally, I turn you over onto your back. Legs spread, I have easy access to your entire body. One hand begins to play with your breasts and nipples, while with the other I again slide a finger deep inside to play with your g-spot. This time I pick up the pace, and work in another finger to fill you even more. I can sense your breathing quicken and become more shallow, as the hand between your legs also has its thumb on your clit. Nipples, clit, g-spot, all are being fully engaged. When your head isn't tilting back, eyes closed, you notice and obvious bulge in my briefs. The visual sends your mind racing while the erotic fires all over your body have your blood pumping. Working faster, deeper, against your g-spot, you are unable to take it anymore. Letting out a primal release, like a cross between a moan and a yell, your body convulses with pleasure as a huge orgasm washes over you.

So, what do you think?