I was doing a couple days of work for a company in Atlantic City, New Jersey. I knew that I would have lots of flexible time for personal activities, so I chose to put a posting on Craigslist offering a free massage for a woman. I provided a lot of information about my massage techniques, including the healing energy of Reiki. Only two women responded and one was most unusual, so I immediately provided a reply.
Maria informed me that she was a mid-forties married woman living about an hour away. She was very interested in getting a massage and was surprisingly open about her interest in a massage that could become sexual. She didn’t know if I did that sort of thing but hoped that I wasn’t offended by the approach.
Far from being offended, I was cheered by the openness and let her know that I was always open to where chemistry drove minds and bodies during a massage. I saw massage as a dance between two energies that could recharge one another with each experience being unique. I was equally surprised when Maria next wrote and informed me that she had difficulty orgasming. Even when she was just by herself, it was difficult and took a lot of time to make one happen. I hadn’t encountered a woman with this problem before and was always fortunate to be with females who were multi-orgasmic and very in touch with their bodies.
We made a plan for an early afternoon when she could be safely away from the family for an extended time without being discovered. I chose to meet her in the lobby of my hotel, so that we could have some conversation there before going to the room. She hadn’t sent me a picture, but I had sent a couple including a face photo. I made certain that I was in the lobby well before our scheduled time. As Maria entered, she readily recognized me and provided a pleasant smile of recognition. She took a seat next to me and thanked me for seeing her. She was very conservatively dressed and had a full head of light brown permed hair. I estimated that she was a short size fourteen.
I asked if she had had any Reiki before and Maria declared that she had looked it up on the Internet, but hadn’t had any personal experience. I explained how my hands would get warm and she would feel that warmth as a comfort, but it would also provide some healing powers. She seemed to be comfortable with me and I didn’t want to make her anxious about time, so I asked if she were ready to go to my room. I sensed her girding loins as she bravely answered in the affirmative.
I welcomed Maria to my room and she asked to use the bathroom to get ready. I pointed the way and she closed the bathroom door. I pulled the shades and set one dim light to warm the room. I used my laptop to play the usual massage music which had a soft Asian quality that created a sense of the exotic. I had explained in an early note to Maria that I liked to have my clients naked and since she was planning something sexual, she might as well be naked from the start. I would wear light shorts and no shirt.
Thus, it was that a naked woman came from the bathroom bravely ready to explore her body with an older man. She had large pendulous breasts with pale white skin and she exuded a sense of determination. Her body type was the very typical short Sicilian female. I wondered how much discovery we would be able to do.
I directed her to lay face down on the towels I had placed on the bed. I asked Maria to just focus on the exhales of her breathing while my hands would help her to relax and be open. As I placed my hands flat at the base of the spine, she gave one great exhale that signaled a willingness to do her part.
I could readily feel the tensions emanating from the buttocks which were large and very firm. It felt as though she had hidden some deep traumas in those muscles so that they would protect her from having to deal with those memories. When I was working on the left shoulder a muscle spasm occurred which shocked her but didn’t hurt. “What was that?” she asked earnestly. “You’ve been hiding things from yourself,” I replied with honesty. “I may find more of those. We shall see.” She put her head back down and returned to resting mode.
I also found a great tightness in the calf muscles which was not surprising given the extra weight that she was carrying. This seemed to be just muscles responding to the needs of the body to thicken themselves for the work required of them. When I asked Maria to turn over, she readily did so and said, “That was really amazing. How do your hands do that?” I declared that part of it was a gift I had and part was training, but there were still mysterious elements that I couldn’t explain myself. “It’s just how it works.”
I didn’t move immediately into sexual mode, now that the erogenous parts were more accessible. I kept the massage therapeutic but sensual and allowed my hands to gently glide over the inner thighs that were held firmly in place. I lightly massaged her breasts, but didn’t stimulate the nipples. I felt Maria begin to relax when I massaged and stretched her neck. “This feels so good,” she offered with a warm smile.
She was ready now to trust me and give her body an opportunity to be more open than she was even with herself. I returned to massaging the hefty legs and gently adjusted the thighs so that her pussy could breathe. It seemed as though she had made it a protected zone for many years. I didn’t know if I would be successful, but I was always an optimist when it came to helping people open and learn about themselves.
I could hear the moisture she was making on the labia as I gently massaged the pubic area with light touches of my fingers. I reached down with a middle finger and lightly pressed on the clit. She responded with surprise but relaxed into a low hum, responding to the gentle touch. I tucked my finger down further and used the moisture to separate the labia. She responded by spreading her legs wider and providing more room for my fingers to maneuver. I distracted Maria by using the other hand to gently twist the left nipple which was reaching out to me. “Oh!” she responded.
I pressed the flat of my hand against her full pussy and applied pressure with Reiki heat to prepare the area for what was to come. She pushed back against my hand and we began to actively work together to find new arousal spots. I knew that she was likely to have more than one special place and I enjoyed the challenge to find them. Although Maria’s mind and body would be unique, she would still have some of the same nerve endings that all women did.
I split the labia apart and felt a large amount of moisture telling me that she was ready to play. I pressed the flat of my hand against the moist pussy but now the labia were spread and the opening was available. She wiggled a bit against my hand to increase her level of engagement. I quickly slipped my middle finger inside the pussy and she opened her mouth wide with surprise. I rotated that finger to expand the opening before I pushed in further hunting for the first G spot. There was a rough patch of flesh up and forward inside her pussy and I massaged it gently to test for a reaction. She returned a low growl and I knew that we were on to something good. I increased both the pressure and the back and forth movement of my finger on that spot until I sensed leg muscles start to tighten.
I backed off that finger pressure and returned to squeezing Maria’s nipple but with more firmness this time. I could tell that she wanted me to focus on the pussy as she pressed against my hand. That was just what I wanted her to do so that she was involved in the process and allowing her body to tell me what to do. I surprised Maria again when I tucked a second finger into the active pussy which allowed me to massage more territory and provide a greater sense of being full. She arched her back and pushed hard against my hand at the same time that I increased the pressure on the G spot with two fingers. Maria surprised herself when she squeezed my fingers and orgasmed with a large exhale.
“Wow!” came the loud exclamation as she fully grasped what had taken place in a short period of sexual play. “Can we do more?” she urged. I was certainly ready and I was of the opinion that we had only just begun. I withdrew my fingers gently from the pussy and returned to massaging her body so that she could relax into the next orgasm without expectation getting in the way.
I placed my warm mouth on the nipple that I had been stimulating and used pussy flavored fingers to squeeze the other nipple. Maria pulled my head into her breasts expressing maternal sexuality. She lifted my head up and kissed me fully and hard on the lips. Most married women reserved that behavior for their husbands but she was demonstrating gratitude for what had taken place and what she hoped would come next.
I returned to massaging the legs which she quickly spread wide for me, so I started by inserting two fingers. She pushed that wet pussy against my fingers to get them more deeply inserted. I reached back around and relocated the G spot which had already been pleasured. I used the same amount of pressure and massage technique as the first time, but now I pressed my lips hard against hers to disrupt control of her breathing. I thrust my fingers in and out of her pussy stimulating the outer opening. The thrusting and loss of control stimulated Maria’s mind and body and when I pressed fully on the G spot, she gave out another good orgasm and exhale with legs trembling involuntarily. “Woof,” she gave as the grading of that effort.
Maria knew that she didn’t have to ask me to continue and chose a nonverbal response next. She reached over and stroked my hard cock which was making a tent in the shorts. I leaned over her naked body and placed my head near her pussy. I let Maria absorb the idea of what I was going to do before I placed my wet lips in contact with a wet clit. She had a sweet taste and I used my tongue to flick the clit gently. When she pushed my head down into her crotch with some force, I responded with some harder pressure against that clit. I sucked it and kissed it with increasing intensity while she stroked my hard cock. I felt her legs tensing again and she released my dick. Maria firmly held my head in place while she orgasmed into me with her legs shuddering during the release.
When I straightened up, she leaned over and released my hard shaft from the shorts. She pulled me into her warm mouth and sucked passionately in gratitude for the pleasure that I had helped her discover. She eagerly sucked me and I quickly became aroused from the efforts. She licked the tip of my cock as she worked the shaft until I exploded a full load of cum which she directed to large waiting breasts. I exhaled deeply as she relaxed back onto the bed while massaging cum onto both of her breasts.
“You did very well,” I complimented her for good efforts to make both of us orgasm. “That was amazing! How did you know how to make me orgasm?” she questioned sincerely. “Your body told me what to do. You’re Sicilian and that means that you’re very skilled at hiding the truth,” I ventured. She laughed saying, “Oh yes. We’re good at that.” “Your body doesn’t know how to lie. Your body only knows the truth and that’s what I listened to with my hands.” “You were a very good listener,” she complimented me.
“I need to shower,” she declared as she got up from the bed of orgasms and went into the bathroom. I provided privacy to allow Maria to return to her worldly life that might now include better sexual experiences. In a short time, she emerged from the shower fully clothed and ready to be back in the everyday world but with a fresher look.
“Do you drink?” she asked directly and I responded that I did. “Tell me what you like and don’t tell me something cheap,” she declared firmly. I laughed and provided her with the name of my everyday bourbon but added, “For special, I do enjoy Makers Mark.” She also requested my home address and I was not about to get into an argument with a determined Sicilian woman. With that information in hand, she said, “Thank you for a great time. You’ll be hearing from me.” She left the room with me still naked on the bed relaxing, amused at the outcome of our adventure.
Two weeks later a large box was delivered to the front door of my house. I hadn’t ordered anything and was curious. When I opened the box, there was a nicely wrapped gift basket which had a fifth of Makers Mark along with chocolates, nuts and crackers. There was a note from Maria thanking me for making a difference. I knew that it was important for her to balance the scale of giving and I was always happy to encourage gratitude. Expressions of gratitude changed the energies around us and led to better experiences and Makers Mark was a fine evening beverage. When I made my first drink from that bottle, I made sure that I raised my glass in gratitude to my benefactress.