A while back, I posted an ad for a sensual massage. Well unsurprisingly, I got over 100 messages. Many were one-liners. About a quarter had a decent message. Of those, maybe 10% actually fit my criteria. I started chatting with a few guys and one of them seemed really nice, so we decided to meet up. We met at a coffee shop downtown, and right away I was getting really strange vibes (very aggressive and pushy) from him. It seemed like a different person to the one I was talking to, and I just didnt feel comfortable. I had made arrangements with a friend to check on me, and when she did, I faked an emergency and left.

Shaken up, I took a break from reddit for a bit. I was tempted to give up, but curiosity drove me to my inbox and look through some of the remaining messages, and there was one that really caught my eye. Unassuming, but genuine and witty, it was from u/zacmisrani. We chatted for a while, and something made me ask to meet up. We met at a bar downtown. Right away, I was at ease. It felt like the same person I was chatting with, and he was calm and laid back. We chatted for a bit, and I suggested that we head out from there. His apartment wasnt far, and we chatted all the way there. I didnt have any of the earlier apprehension or concern with him; I felt safe and could relax. I texted my friend to let her know that I was looking forward to the rest of the night.

We went upstairs, and were chatting almost the whole time. We got onto the subject of workouts. By the time we got inside, Id mentioned that I did crossfit and was having some issues with my lifts. He suggested looking for imbalances, asked me to show him my form. His manner was so calm and commanding, it felt natural to follow his instructions. So I did. We did find a few issues in my feet and knees that could be worked on. I was genuinely so excited with how well the evening was going that it got my kitty a little wet. He asked if I wanted to try tantric massage, and I said that I did. So he ordered me to strip, and I did. Then he ordered me into the bath. We kept chatting throughout though, and the directness of his instructions was strangely reassuring. As I lay soaking in his tub, completely naked, with him standing in the doorway chatting away, I was amazed at how comfortable I was. I didnt feel self concious at all. And surprisingly, I never caught him looking either. It only made me wetter.

After soaking for about 15 minutes in some epsom salts, he held up a towel for me, and I got out. He dried me off and walked me to the bedroom, where the bed was ready for my massage. I lay facedown and closed my eyes, and he began. He started by saying we should set the intention to relax, let go, and open our minds, and asked permission to touch me. I nodded. He started at my feet and worked my legs. It was different to other massages, with long, flowing strokes. I could feel my body loosen up and relax under his touch.

As he worked his way up my legs, he would stop achingly short. At one point I felt like I almost let a moan out. I told him that he could touch me wherever he wanted. He spent a good amount of time on my feet, and surprisingly, it turned me on even more. Gradually, he worked his way up to my torso. Every time he went around the sides of my torso, I gasped a bit. I didnt realize how amazingly sensual it felt. Bit by bit, he worked his way back down.

I mustve been arching my back while he was massaging my glutes, because I could feel it start to tighen, and my pelvis ift. His hands were driving me wild. He mustve been able to see how wet I was by that point, but I didnt care. All I wanted was more of him on me, and maybe in me. I hadnt decided yet. Every now and again he would do a long deep movement from my feet to my head, except this time, while his hands were sliding up my thighs, he slid the tip of a finger in. He continued the long strokes, each time just grazing my lips. I slid my legs open more, and he obliged. He sat down beside me, and one hand was between my legs, while the other worked up and down my back.

After an age, he asked if I wanted to flip over. When I flipped over, I opened my legs a little wider hoping he would continue where he left off, but he didnt. He started at my feet again, and started working the front of my legs. I had to hide my displeasure, but it disappeared anyway when he started massaging me. Again he moved his way up my legs and all the way to my pubic bone. His hands massaged my lips and mound. By now, hed worked me up into a frenzy. This was riding the wave he said. Getting close and staying there without going over.

He played with my kitty for what felt like an age. Her was sitting beside me, with part of his weight on me. Building me up, getting me close, and slowing down just enough. Then building back up. At times he would build up really fast to the point that I thought I was going to scream. But just at the right time, hed ease off. His other hand was teasing my nipples. They were achingly hard. More than anything I wanted him inside me. He started building me up again, with both hands this time, and just as I was getting close, he slid two fingers inside me. I dont know what they hit, but it was magic and I was coming all over his hands. But he didnt stop, he changed tempo and kept going, and I came again and again, and then squirted hard. My legs were quivering, but he didnt stop. He used his weight to keep me down and worked away. His fingers dancing in me, and on me, and this time, I screamed. I could feel my whole body tense up, and then release and relax. He slowed down and gently massaged my hips while I caught my breath. It was a different kind of high, like smoking a joint in a sauna while coming. I felt so relaxed, and for a while, sleepy. He told me that was a tantric release. Where the whole body is engaged. He said with tantric release you got a higher high that lasted longer too. I said that I was looking forward to that.

It was then that Id noticed his bulge. He was thicker than Id expected, and I didnt bring a condom. He said he wasnt expecting reciprocation, as thats what my ad said (I was surprised that he read that far), but I told him that I wanted to finish him off in my mouth. He moved over and slid his fat piece into my mouth. I could immediately feel how hard it was and I started wishing that I wasnt so tired and had brought a condom. He kept pumping while I stroked his nuts and I could feel him getting close. When he blew, I felt him hit the wall, and heard him moan. I could see his nuts twitching in front of me as he unloaded. He told me that he could have multiple orgasms too, and if we'd had more time he'd show me how to get a guy there.

We took our time to get dressed and cleaned up. Again, conversation came easy and naturally, and I felt so at peace. Once we were dressed, he walked me downstairs to my uber. We hugged and I got in and left. If tantric massage isnt on your list, it really should be.