I was taking a trip to visit some friends of mine. I used to have a dedicated oral guy in the area, but he’s not available anymore, so I needed to find someone new. I went on two dates 24 hours apart which was fun indeed!

This success post is about my second date which was with J.

J is early 40s, non-binary, a former massage therapist, a current individual in the trades, at least 6’0, large strong frame, bright orange beard, and poly. Their message made me laugh which you’ll notice is a reoccurring theme here. Not to mention they were a former massage therapist which is my weak point. After swimming through my inbox to find them and some more chatting, we decided to meet up.

We met up at this French bistro that he’d been wanting to try out. I thought the menu looked yummy and that the restaurant looked nice, so we went there. From our appetizers trying to attack us to in depth convos about life, we had a lovely time. I was their first dip into a casual encounter via their poly relationship, and they said I was sweet and kind which made me smile. Not to mention, we were laughing so much. I like someone who brings a sense of laughter in the air.

As we’re wrapping up, I look at my phone and notice I have a a ton of missed calls. As we’re walking out, I excuse myself real quickly and call back. After a couple of minutes on the phone, I return to J with a frustrated look on my face.

In typical fashion, something urgent came up with family that put me on a midnight deadline which would have been fine if not for the fact that it would take me over 2 hours to fix. It was already 8:15pm. Worst. Timing, EVER. J was super understanding and told me that family is important and that they would understand if I had to leave. They were so kind and respectful about it. I kept doing logistical math in my head while looking at the time and them. I really wanted to go back to my hotel, but I also knew I really needed to get this issue resolved by the midnight deadline. After a minute, I looked up at them.

“Ok. I have about an hour of free time before I have to deal with this. I’m ok with an hour, but I don’t want you to feel rushed. I totally understand if you want to leave.”

They said that an hour was fine! They offered to get me an Uber back to the hotel like the respectful individual they were, but I told them that I’m ok riding back with them because we’re running short on time and I think I’ve identified that they aren’t a serial killer lol.

We get in their car and drive over to my hotel. Usually I ease out of my clothes after some more convo, but we did not have time for me to be moving at a leisurely pace. I took that shit all off and plopped onto my bed on my stomach.🤣 They asked what I wanted to start off with first, and I said a massage. It’s the best way to get me relaxed and wet.

They grabbed the oil on my desk and got my permission to drown me in it. I love being all oily and slick. It helps make my skin soft and makes the massage feel 10x better for me.

I’m used to massages being relaxing and peaceful, but this was completely different. Every couple of minutes, J would say something funny or witty. They were a bit nervous, but I found it super adorable and unique. I was giggling and laughing all over the place. It felt amazing to switch between being filled with laughter and being filled with pleasure from his hands. It was incredibly euphoric.

“Does this feel good? Also, you have such a nice ass.”

“It does. Hmmm thank you. I work really hard to keep my ass nice haha.”

Later, they complimented the strength of my thighs. I smiled and thanked them again. My gym gains are paying off hehe.

I’m asked to turn to face the other direction. I flip on my back, and they start to massage my front. I’m lightly sighing in relief and happiness as they work their oily hands through. I notice that my boobs haven’t been touched yet. Hmm. Usually, people go for that pretty quickly, so I’m curious. They’re like just touching my underboob.

“Are you avoiding my boobs?”

“No, I just want to be respectful and make sure it’s ok.”

“It’s a okay with me!”

So cute. They immediately grab them and knead their hands in and omg it feels so good. Not to mention, their tongue licking them feels superb as well.

They keep massaging me in such a sweet and arousing way that addresses all the tension and stress in my body. Keeps asking if it feels good as I moan lightly. As they’re hard at work, droplets of sweat fall from their face to my body. They apologize and I tell them that it’s fine with a droopy smile on my face.

“Do I have permission to kiss your body?”

“Yes. You have permission to do whatever you think will make me feel good.” I see this with a breathy sigh as I’m also admiring the ongoing talks of consent!

They slowly adorn me with kisses on the lower half of my body. My body is super sensitive from the massage, so every kiss coaxes a gasp from my breath. The gasp from kisses on my stomach. The sigh from them circling my nipples with their tongue. The moan from the light touches on my inner thighs. Every second that goes by leads me to forget how much time is left.

They slowly spread my legs apart as they shift down on their stomach to position their face right in front of my soaking wet pussy as I lay on my back. They grab my legs, slightly prop them up, immediately go to town. They’re moaning in what I can only assume is them enjoying themselves. I am also moaning. There’s nothing like that first touch of an eager and awaiting mouth.

When a willing mouth is servicing me, orgasms are not my main focus. PLEASURE IS MY MAIN FOCUS. I like the waves of arousal that flood my body. I like feeling like I’m continuously edging. Just on the brink but never reaching it. I’m in my own happy place. I try to bask in this feeling and not focus on the time as my eyes are closed.

“Tell me how and where you like it.”

I open my eyes. I want them to continue exploring but I guess some direction would be good. When they get to a certain spot that feels oh so nice, I moan loudly and tell them to keep going right there. We repeat this song and dance for a while. They eventually grab my right leg and put it near my head to get me in a different position as I’m arching my back and they are diving in again. I’m really feeling good now. It’s moments like these where I surprise myself at how flexible my body can be.

They’re really focusing on my clit, and it feels amazing. They’re keeping me on the edge much better than before. Direction was a good idea indeed!

However, all good things must come to an end. They slowly wind down until they’ve stopped. They kiss my inner thighs again.

“That was amazing. You’re amazing. I have to go though.” I feel their weight shift off of the bed. It must be time already but I’m not sure since my body is still super sensitive so my focus is a little off.

I slowly got up on my hands and knees. I was trying to reach for my phone to see the time, but I didn’t have a ton of strength. My arms kind of folded underneath my weight and I collapsed into a face down ass up position. Oh well. I guess I didn’t need the time. I was focusing on my breathing to calm down my body when all of a sudden, I feel J’s hands grab my ass. They then proceed to start eating out my ass.

I’m moaning again and my pussy is twitching as my body squirms. I thought we were done? Either way, it feels phenomenal. They do that for a couple of minutes and then stop again. I feel their weight off the bed again.

As I’m on all fours again, J swiftly gets underneath me. I really don’t understand how they’re moving so fast. They’re like a bulky ninja. They position their face right underneath my pussy, grab my waist, and bring me down to their mouth where their tongue awaits. I’m riding them and trying not to fall over as I attempt to hold on to the headboard. I moan from the gyrating motion. They’re grabbing my ass firmly against them. Their beard feels nice against my skin. We stop once again.

I’m thinking, ok we are finally done. Nope! They then tell me to lie down. I do my best to use what little arm strength I have left to prop myself up to shift down. A wave of pleasure hits me. My legs are in the air and they are on my clit again.

J has now attempted to stop 3 times, and has failed each time.🤣 And yes, it’s on them because I was just passively trying to recover. It’s not my fault that when I collapse, it just so happens to be in erotic positions!

Finally, (and I do mean finally 😅🤭), they stop. I’m lying down on my stomach in a daze just lightly twitching and trying to catch my breath. They slap my ass and I jolt a little. That was nice.

They start to get dressed. I start to see normally again. They sit down next to me and lightly rub my back. I slowly turn to face them and we smile at each other. We share a brief kiss.

I look at the time. We were supposed to be done at 9:30pm maybe 9:45 at the latest. It’s 10:30pm.💀Alas, the situation got a bit better so I was able to finish in time! After I was done, I went to bed fully naked and happy and drifted off peacefully to sleep.

All in all, it was a lovely experience. Thank you for giving me a great memory J!