As mentioned in previous posts, I have a side-gig as an erotic massage therapist in Japan.

It’s a happy-ending massage for women - after the massage we offer kissing, licking, fingering, oral, and the use of toys. But no intercourse. In Japan only penis-in-vagina intercourse is illegal by the letter of the law, which means that everything else can be offered legally. But this means that any above-board service can’t officially offer intercourse, and when I was hired, it was explained very clearly that I was not to have penetrative sex with a client, ever.

So, those are the rules…but to what extent does everyone play by the rules? Intercourse can and does happen, and a lot of the time it’s the female client who wants it. Hey, behind closed doors anything goes, right?

When I first started, I wrestled with the idea of breaking the rules. Given that I’m a black male, I imagine part of why a customer would want to book me would be to experience a BBC. But I didn’t want to do anything to jeopardize this sweet gig that I’ve got. Fortunately my first few customers only wanted to be serviced, so I kept my boxers on and I never really had to deal with the issue.

And then one day, I had a reservation with Sari.

As usual I know next to nothing about the client until actually meeting up with them. Sari had specified meeting up at a neutral spot outside before heading to the hotel together. When I arrived I found Sari, a Japanese woman in her mid to late thirties but you wouldn’t doubt her if she said she was late 20s. A little on the shorter side of height, but long, somewhat frazzled black hair. She was wearing a shirt and a jacket, together with form-hugging jeans. We exchanged pleasantries and went off to the hotel.

Small talk, counseling, and showers later, and she disrobes to lay down on the bed. Sari has an amazing body, round, pert C-cup tits, a flat stomach, and nice hips. Her skin is more on the darker/tanned side. Again, a customer is a customer and I’m going to provide the service no matter what…but Sari is someone who I’d pay for. Absolutely stunning.

Sari lays face-down on the bed and I start working on her feet and legs. It’s common to keep up the small talk as the massage begins to help ease tensions. Sari asks if it’s okay to speak in English, and she effortlessly switches to speaking natural English. To answer my surprise, she tells me that she lived in Seattle for a few years, and we banter about the terrible weather there.

As we talk I work my way up her legs, massaging her thighs and her ass. I get glimpses of her bare pussy, but at this point I’m mostly just massaging and not trying to turn her on…too much. As I’m working her ass going towards her back, we start to talk about hobbies, and she says she enjoys playing video games. At this point I don’t think too much of it, as when a Japanese woman says she likes video games it usually ends up being Animal Crossing or something like that. With that presumption in mind I asked her what she plays.

“Oh, I like single player games. Like Devil May Cry and God of War.”

Holy shit, marry me woman.

We talk about games for a bit as I massage her back, but…she did not come here to chat about games, so I force myself to shut the hell up and focus on massaging her. She also falls silent as the massage is effective in relaxing her. After some time I have her roll over to lay on her back. I move down and massage her legs and thighs, and at this point I notice that her pussy is already soaking wet. …This happens a lot, and much like other times, I’m extremely tempted to go ahead and dive in. But I keep myself honest, and work her inner thighs, letting my fingers come dangerously close to stroking her bare, wet pussy, but not actually touching her for now.

Work my way up her body, briefly massage her stomach, do her shoulders and her chest. She is squirming and I know at this point I’m teasing her silly. While still avoiding her nipples I cup her breasts and softly squeeze them. Sari’s body begins to twist, wanting more. I slide up and begin to softly kiss her neck, until she grabs my head and pulls me up so that we can kiss. There is nothing soft or subtle about it, instantly I can feel her tongue inside of my mouth darting around. I climb down from on top of her so that I can lay next to her. We continue to kiss as I now use my right hand to play with her breasts, then slide my fingers down to between her legs. As my fingers find their way around her clit we stop kissing for the first time as Sari now throws her head back as she moans in pleasure.

With my mouth now free, it’s time to put it to better use. I quickly slide down and position myself between her legs. Holding her body around her lower abdomen with my hands, I start by licking from the bottom and working my way up to her clit. Sari quickly grabs both my hands as I reach her clit. I try exploring some other areas to see what works and what doesn’t, but she is very clearly a clit woman. I start with a slow, methodical licking motion, up and down with a slight head bob. I can see and feel and hear Sari’s pleasure from this, but I know I can kick things up a notch. I can move my tongue pretty fast, so after warming her up with the slow licks I push my tongue softly into her clit and begin the rapid movements. Sari’s legs clinch around my head, and her grip on my hands tighten. I push my tongue in slightly deeper, and increase the movements. Sari twists and turns and digs her nails into my hand, and she cums hard in my mouth.

So…that’s one.

I give her a moment to catch her breath, and then go right back in. Resume with the slow, deliberate licks, but then quickly transition to the rapid ones. Again I feel her thighs against my head and her fingernails in my hand, and again I feel her sweet release in my mouth.

Two.

I repeat this process for a third and fourth time. I go in for the fifth but Sari grabs my head to stop me. “I can’t…let’s take a break.” I smile and slide up so that I can lay next to her. Despite my lips being covered in her wetness she doesn’t hesitate to stick her tongue inside of my mouth again. As we kiss her hand starts to wonder down to my boxers. “Can I?” she asks.

“You can do whatever you want to me” I answer, pulling off my boxers and exposing my hard cock. Sari’s eyes widen as she takes it into her hands.

“You’re hard,” she observes.

I smile at her. “I love eating pussy, and your orgasms are so sexy.”

She gives me a kiss while stroking my cock. She simply just stares at it while stroking it for a little bit, then with almost a timid look on her face, she asks, “Would it be okay for me to lick it?”

“As I said, you can do whatever you want to me.”

Sari slides down, positioning herself between my legs. Holding the base in her hand, she put the rest in her mouth, licking slowly and deliberately a few times, before coming up, and after closing her mouth briefly, opened it, running her tongue down my shaft while drenching my cock with a mouthful of saliva. She briefly lets go so that her saliva can cover me all the way down, then regrips it and works the base with her hands while licking and sucking the upper half. To say that I was in heaven would be an understatement. It’d be like I died and went to heaven, and while in heaven somehow died again, and I went to heaven’s heaven and this was my reward.

Sari gave me the combination BJ/HJ for a while, stopping after a few minutes. She slid back up so that she could straddle me from the side, continuing to stroke my saliva-covered cock while kissing me.

“So, therapists aren’t allowed to have sex with clients, right?”

“Nope, it is against the rules.”

While continuing to stroke my cock, she looked me in the eyes with a look that I can only describe as pure hunger. “How do you manage to keep yourself from breaking the rules?”

“...Honestly, I have no idea.”

…I knew what she was getting at. If I’d given her a sign that I was willing to break the rules, she would have wasted no time in guiding my wet cock inside of her wetter vagina. …And honestly, I have no idea how I managed to keep my composure. I think most guys have a “I missed out on getting fucked” opportunity, but not to the extent of having her naked body pressed into yours, feeling the heat and wetness of her pussy on your leg, and her holding your slobber-covered cock in her hands while she waits for you to indicate that it’s okay to her to mount you.

I still don’t know how I resisted that.

But I did, and after some more kissing and stroking and licking the reservation time ended. We showered, dressed, and parted.

As of right now I haven’t met Sari again. Maybe she was looking for someone to give her that rule-breaking extra service. God knows I wanted to, but I didn’t want to do anything to jeopardize this wonderful job that lets me meet women like Sari.