Another success story in the point of view of the woman. Enjoy! Any questions feel free to reach out.

I just got off his table and my whole body is shaking so much it’s hard for me to type these words out, but I figured you’d want to hear it fresh. I’m getting ahead of myself.

One late night, on a whim, I reached out to him. We talked… and I bailed. Same thing happened, almost bailed again. Outside of relationships, I don’t like to have a ton of casual sex or partners. And I’m extremely sensitive. So the idea appealed to me. I should note that while he tried to quell my fear, he didn’t bug me once when I went dark. He didn’t pressure me one bit. But I reached back out to confirm the time, and he was pretty accommodating at the last minute.

As I said, I was extremely anxious, but his calm and friendly demeanor put me at ease. We chatted briefly once he arrived, and he had me twirl around for him when he set up the table. He had me pick the music and set the lighting, and started giving me an amazing massage, working on the areas that I told him needed the most help. At points the pressure was I lot, but I knew it was good for me, and he helped me breathe through it. Throughout, I enjoyed touching him, too, and he teased me every time he got close to more sensitive areas. Honestly, this experience is worth it for the massage alone.

After that, I was so ready. Quite different from the anxious girl he met just an hour earlier. He touched me just the way I had told him I liked, and he kept going. He pulled every drop of cum out of me with his hands, and encouraged me along the way. Sure, it was sexual, but it was more therapeautic. I had dealt with something difficult earlier that day, and by the end of our session, I had totally dissociated from all my concerns. (Also: Most men who get hard have given me a difficult time if I didn’t feel like doing something that got them off. It’s been the source of a number of uncomfortable situations. In this case, he was incredibly gracious and chill about it, and all touching in his direction came from me and my request to satisfy him.)

By the end, I had cum so much I was nearly dehydrated. In a sense, I felt depleted. But I also felt more awake. I looked in the mirror and saw my eyes were less puffy, my skin clearer than it was before. Amazing how that works.