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With a slow, deliberate motion, I slid into her, her walls clenching around me like a velvet fist. She was so tight, so warm, and I had to fight the urge to come immediately.
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  1. Date: 1/3/2022
  2. Client: Lisa M
  3. Service: Breast massage
  4. Appearance: Small yet perky b-cup breasts. Dark areolas about quarter size with small yet pointy nipples. Fair skinned, soft to touch
  5. Details: Lisa arrived on time wearing a thin blouse and no bra. She requested a breast massage as she says a friend referred her hearing I could cause her to orgasm with just breast play. I had her lay down on the massage table facing up.
  6. I removed her blouse and found her breasts very soft and perky. They juggled with movement even though they were small. She must work out. Her areola and nipples were dark in color which really stood out on her fair complexion.
  7. I applied oil to her chest and started the massage. She closed her eyes and moaned the first time I pinched her nipples. I caressed both breasts and lightly pinched both nipples at the same time. I asked permission to use my mouth on them and she verbally consented. I sucked her left breast in my mouth almost entirely and she moaned again.
  8. Her breathing increased and she climaxed after a minute of alternating sucking her breasts. She thanked me and paid and left.
  9. Date: 1/3/2022
  10. Client: Sally Y
  11. Service: Yoni massage
  12. Appearance: Fully shaved tan skin. Long slit and pronounced lips that are dark pink. Her clit is oversized and very sensitive.
  13. Details: Sally arrived late and was rushed. She said she needed some relief down there pointing to vagina. This was her first time so I explained how it would go. I asked her to shower and come sit on the table nude.
  14. Once she was on the table I lightly traced my fingers up and down her legs teasing her slit. Then I started to gently rub her labia. She was already wet and ready. I applied warm massage oil to her vulva, coating her fully. I massaged her outer lips first talking her through the process. Then I began to part them to reveal her clit. It was large and begging for attention. She gasped as I touched it.
  15. I circled Sally’s clit with my thumb, feeling the warmth and slickness of her arousal as it coated my digit. Her legs quivered, and she bit her bottom lip in anticipation. With each pass, I applied a bit more pressure until she was visibly squirming on the massage table. I leaned in closer, my breath hot against her skin, and whispered, "Is this okay?" She nodded fervently, her eyes fluttering closed.
  16. I started with one finger at her entrance waiting patiently for her to let me in. I slowly pushed inside her tight, wet pussy and she moaned. She was tighter than I expected. I moved my finger in and out rhythmically, feeling the slick walls clench around me. As she grew more comfortable, I added a second finger and began to curl them inside her, searching for her g-spot.
  17. I rubbed my palm in slow, deliberate circles around her clit, feeling it swell and pulse beneath my touch. "You're doing so well, Sally," I murmured, my voice low and soothing. "Just let yourself go."
  18. She started to pant and her back arched off the table. Her legs began to shake and she gripped the sides tightly. She was close, so close to the edge of ecstasy. I could feel the tension in her body, the tightening of her muscles around my fingers as they danced within her. I knew she was about to explode.
  19. As she climaxed, her body convulsed and she let out a loud cry, her eyes snapping open to meet mine. Her pussy clamped down on my fingers in spasms of pleasure, and I could feel her orgasm rippling through her. It was a sight to behold, a symphony of sensuality that played out before me in the most intimate of ways. I gently removed my fingers, watching as her pussy lips quivered and her breathing gradually returned to normal. She lay there, sprawled out on the massage table, a picture of post-coital bliss.
  20. Date: 1/4/2022
  21. Client: Elra Z
  22. Service: Breast massage to orgasm
  23. Appearance: c-cup with oversized areola and large nipples. Her breasts sagged some but still were sensitive
  24. Details:
  25. Elra Z walked into my dimly lit chamber of sensual healing with an air of curiosity and a hint of apprehension. Her voluptuous figure was clad in a sheer, silk blouse that revealed the ample cleavage of her full c-cup breasts. Her areolae peeked through like twin moons, their pinkish-brown hue hinting at the treasures they concealed. The fabric clung to her like a second skin, the material whispering sweet nothings to the swells of her curves. Her skin, a warm caramel hue, glowed with a faint sheen of excitement. Her eyes searched mine for reassurance, and I knew this would be a night to remember.
  26. I instructed her to disrobe and lay upon the massage table, her breasts bouncing slightly with the movement. She complied, the silk slipping off her body to reveal her full, heavy breasts with large, pebbled areolae that seemed to beckon for attention. The anticipation in the air was palpable as I approached her with the warm, fragrant oil that would soon become the medium for our shared ecstasy.
  27. I began with gentle, soothing strokes across her collarbone, gradually moving down to her breasts, tracing the outline of her areolae with the tips of my fingers. Each touch was met with a soft gasp or moan, her body responding eagerly to my skilled ministrations. With the oil warming her skin, I cupped her breasts in my hands, feeling the weight and warmth of them as I began to knead and massage the tender flesh. Her large nipples grew harder under my touch, and I watched as the areolae puckered, a sign of her growing arousal.
  28. As I worked the oil into her breasts, I focused on the base, using my thumbs to make firm circles that caused her to arch her back and let out a low groan. I knew I was hitting all the right spots, her breath quickening and her chest rising and falling with each shallow breath she took. Moving my hands to her upper chest, I applied a slight pressure, pushing her breasts together before releasing them, allowing the oil to run in rivulets down the valley between them. The sight was mesmerizing, and I felt my own arousal stirring as I continued my erotic dance.
  29. My fingers danced closer and closer to her sensitive peaks, until finally, I could resist no more. With a gentle yet firm pinch, I rolled her nipples between my thumb and forefinger, eliciting a sharp intake of breath and a delicious whine from Elra's lips. Her eyes snapped open, and she looked up at me, pupils dilated with desire.
  30. "Is this okay?"
  31. I whispered, my voice a seductive purr that seemed to resonate within her very soul.
  32. "Yes,"
  33. she breathed, her voice trembling. "Please, don't stop."
  34. Her words were like music to my ears, and I obeyed her command, increasing the pressure and speed of my ministrations. Her breasts grew even more sensitive, her areolae now dark and engorged, the veins standing out like tiny rivers of passion. I leaned over her, my mouth mere inches from her nipple, and took it into my mouth, sucking and teasing it with my tongue as my hands moved to massage the underside of her breasts.
  35. Elra's moans grew louder, her body undulating beneath me as I feasted on her, my tongue swirling around the sensitive nub. She writhed and squirmed, her hands moving to grip the sheets tightly. I could feel her orgasm building, the tension in her body coiling like a spring ready to unleash.
  36. Moving to her other breast, I continued to suckle and massage, using my free hand to tweak and pinch her neglected nipple. Her hips began to rock against the table, a silent plea for more, and I was only too happy to oblige. I slid one hand down her torso, my fingers playing across her stomach until they reached the juncture of her thighs.
  37. Her pussy was already slick and ready, the scent of her arousal filling the air. I spread her legs wider, exposing her completely to my view. Her clit was a swollen nub, begging for my touch. With a smirk, I decided it was time to take her to the edge and beyond.
  38. I slid two oil-slicked fingers into her eager pussy, feeling her tightness clench around me. I pumped them in and out, my thumb finding its way to her clit and applying gentle pressure as I watched her face contort with pleasure. Her moans grew louder, her breath coming in ragged gasps as I worked her towards climax.
  39. But I wasn't done yet. I wanted to ensure she reached the pinnacle of pleasure. Moving my mouth to her other breast, I took her nipple into my mouth again, sucking and biting gently as I curled my fingers inside her, searching for the sweet spot that would send her over the edge.
  40. Her body tensed, her muscles tightening around my fingers as she reached the crescendo of her orgasm. With one final, powerful suck, I felt her clit pulse against my thumb, and her pussy spasmed around my fingers as she came, her cries echoing off the walls of the chamber.
  41. As her orgasm subsided, I slowly removed my fingers and kissed my way up her body, her skin glistening with a sheen of oil and sweat. Her breathing was still rapid, her chest heaving, but the look on her face was one of pure, unbridled satisfaction.
  42. "Thank you,"
  43. she murmured, her eyes still glazed over with pleasure.
  44. I chuckled softly, wiping a strand of hair from her face. "It was my pleasure, Elra," I said, and meant it with every fiber of my being.
  45. Date: 1/4/2022
  46. Client: Betty H
  47. Service: teaching her how to bring herself to orgasm
  48. Appearance: very slender woman with red hair, freckles, fair skin, and a full red bush. Her breasts were small yet perky with puffy areola. Very sexy
  49. Details: Betty arrives nervous and shy. She said she needed help learning how to please herself. I made it my aim to help her use her fingers. First I asked her to get completely nude. Her body was covered in freckles, which added to her charm.
  50. I had her lay back on the massage table and I began by explaining the different parts of her anatomy and how they all worked together to produce pleasure. She blushed as I touched her lightly on the inner thigh, moving closer and closer to her sex without making contact. Her breath grew shallower as she listened to my instructions.
  51. I demonstrated the techniques on a cushion, showing her how to use her fingers to mimic the strokes she would soon give herself. She watched with wide eyes, nodding along, and when it was her turn, she tentatively began. I guided her hand to her pussy, her skin so soft and sensitive. She gasped when her finger grazed her clit, and I knew she was on the right track.
  52. "Good,"
  53. I praised her, watching her intently. "Just like that. Keep exploring."
  54. Her movements grew more confident, and I could see the curiosity in her eyes as she touched herself. I encouraged her to use her other hand to massage her breasts, showing her how to squeeze and pinch her nipples for added sensation. She followed my advice, and her moans grew louder.
  55. As Betty's breath quickened, I could see her getting closer to the edge. I leaned in, whispering words of encouragement, telling her she was doing amazing. She was so responsive to my guidance, her body arching off the table with each stroke of her hand.
  56. "Faster, Betty,"
  57. I urged, watching her intently. "You're almost there."
  58. Her eyes locked onto mine, and she sped up, her face contorting in a delicious mix of pleasure and concentration. I could feel the energy in the room building, the air thick with desire.
  59. And then she came, her body convulsing, her cries filling the space. She looked surprised, then delighted, as she rode out the waves of pleasure. I smiled, feeling a sense of pride in her newfound confidence.
  60. Afterward, we talked about the importance of self-care and exploration. She thanked me, her cheeks still flushed from the experience. She promised to practice and even asked for more tips on other ways to reach climax. It was a beautiful moment of connection and growth, one that I knew would stay with her for a long time.
  61. ---
  62. Date: 1/5/2022
  63. Client: Jamie P
  64. Service: Bondage session
  65. Appearance: she was tall yet slender with piercing blue eyes and long blonde hair. Her breasts were large and firm, d-cup and had small pink nipples. Her pussy was neatly trimmed with a hint of blonde fur above her clit.
  66. Jamie P strutted into the dimly lit chamber with a fiery confidence that could only be described as electric. She was dressed in a leather bodysuit that accentuated her every curve, leaving little to the imagination. Her eyes sparkled with excitement as she looked around the room, taking in the velvet restraints and the assortment of toys laid out before her.
  67. I began by explaining the importance of consent and the safe word we would use during our session. She nodded, her eyes alight with anticipation. She lay on the massage table, and I secured her wrists and ankles with the soft, yet firm, velvet cuffs. Her body was taut with excitement as I worked, and I could see her pulse quickening in the delicate skin of her neck.
  68. With each snap of the restraints, the tension grew, and the air grew heavier with desire. I took a moment to appreciate the art of bondage, the way it could transform a person's body into a living, breathing sculpture of lust. Her large breasts were now exposed, and I couldn't resist the urge to give them a gentle squeeze before moving on to her thighs. I applied a blindfold, heightening her sense of touch and removing any visual distractions.
  69. The next part was the most crucial, setting the scene and building the intensity. I began by lightly trailing a feather across her body, tickling her sensitive skin and watching as goosebumps erupted in its wake. Her breathing grew more ragged, and she squirmed against the restraints, her body begging for more.
  70. I moved on to the flogger, letting the soft leather strands kiss her skin with a gentle sting. I started at her thighs, working my way up to her breasts, pausing to tease her nipples before moving to her stomach. With each strike, I watched her body arch and writhe, the sound of her moans filling the air. I knew she was close to the edge, so I switched to a paddle, delivering a series of firm smacks to her ass, watching as it turned a delicate shade of pink.
  71. Her cries grew louder, more desperate, as I worked my way down to her pussy. I lightly tapped her clit, watching her body jolt with pleasure. I continued to paddle her ass while my other hand slipped between her legs to feel her slickness. She was so wet, and I could feel her muscles quivering with the need for release.
  72. "Please,"
  73. she whimpered, her voice muffled by the gag she had requested.
  74. "Please what, Jamie?"
  75. I whispered, my breath hot against her ear.
  76. "Please, let me come,"
  77. she begged.
  78. With a smirk, I reached for the vibrator, turning it on and placing it against her clit. Her body jerked as the intense vibrations shot through her, and she moaned louder. I watched her face, her eyes squeezed shut tightly as she focused on the sensations overwhelming her body.
  79. Her hips began to buck as I worked the toy in slow, deliberate circles, increasing the speed with each pass. She was close, so close, and I could feel the anticipation building within me as well. I leaned over her, my hand pressing the vibrator harder against her clit as I whispered sweet nothings into her ear.
  80. "You're doing so well, baby,"
  81. I cooed. "Just let go. I've got you."
  82. Her body tensed, and she screamed into the gag, her pussy clenching around the vibrator as she came, her orgasm shaking her to her core. I continued to massage her clit through the aftershocks, watching her body relax into the restraints, her chest heaving.
  83. As the session concluded, I untied her, making sure she was okay before leaving the room to give her privacy to compose herself. Her breathing had returned to normal, and she looked up at me with a mix of satisfaction and curiosity.
  84. "Thank you,"
  85. she murmured, her voice hoarse from the gag. "That was..." she trailed off, searching for the words.
  86. "Incredible?"
  87. I offered with a knowing smile.
  88. "Yes,"
  89. she breathed, her chest still rising and falling rapidly. "I've never felt like that before."
  90. "Good,"
  91. I said, helping her sit up. "The world of pleasure is vast, and I'm just your tour guide."
  92. ---
  93. Date: 1/6/2022
  94. Client: Marissa K
  95. Service: degrading session
  96. Appearance: Marissa had long, wavy brunette hair and piercing green eyes. Her body was slender with b-cup breasts, her nipples a light shade of pink, standing erect with anticipation. Her pussy was perfectly shaved, and she had a small, adorable mole just above her right hip bone.
  97. Marissa K, a regular client, walked into the room with a sense of excitement and trepidation that was palpable. She knew what she was in for tonight - a degrading session that would push her boundaries and leave her trembling with pleasure. I couldn't help but admire her courage as she undressed before me, revealing her lithe figure and the tattoo of a rose that snaked up her spine.
  98. I began by having her kneel before me, her eyes cast down in submission. "You're such a dirty little slut," I murmured, watching the color rise in her cheeks. She bit her bottom lip, her chest heaving with excitement. "You know you want it, don't you?"
  99. Her only response was a nod, and that was all the invitation I needed. I began by slapping her firm ass, watching as it jiggled with each impact. Her skin was pale and unblemished, a canvas for the passion that was about to unfold. I moved closer, my hand tracing the curve of her cheek before sliding down to her neck, squeezing gently as I whispered filthy words into her ear.
  100. "You're going to take it all,"
  101. I told her, my voice low and commanding. "And you're going to love every second of it."
  102. Her breath hitched, and she nodded again. I pulled her to her feet, leading her to the massage table where I secured her wrists to the restraints. Her breasts bounced with the movement, and I took a moment to appreciate the view before continuing.
  103. With a wicked smile, I reached for the clothespins. She gasped as I attached them to her nipples, one by one, watching as they turned a dark shade of pink from the pressure. Her eyes watered, but she didn't protest. Instead, she took a deep breath and waited, eager for what was to come.
  104. My hand trailed down her torso, pausing at the mole above her hip. I flicked it with my finger, and she jolted, a moan escaping her lips. I used the vibrator on her clit, the intensity causing her to buck her hips against the table. I could see the need in her eyes, the desperation for release, but I wasn't ready to give it to her yet.
  105. "Please,"
  106. she begged, her voice strained.
  107. "Please, what?"
  108. I demanded, my tone harsh.
  109. "Please, let me come,"
  110. she panted.
  111. I chuckled, cruelly denying her the orgasm she craved. I moved the vibrator away from her clit, watching the disappointment flash across her features before I replaced it with my mouth. I licked and kissed her inner thighs, teasing her with feather-light touches that had her squirming in her restraints.
  112. Her pussy was soaking wet, and I reveled in the taste of her arousal. I slid my tongue along her slit, feeling her tense as I approached her clit again. But instead of granting her the relief she sought, I bit down on the sensitive flesh, making her yelp in surprise and pain. Her body writhed, but she didn't ask me to stop. Instead, she begged for more.
  113. I complied, using my teeth and tongue to torment her clit until she was on the brink of insanity. Only then did I allow the vibrator to return, pressing it firmly against her swollen nub as I whispered more degrading words in her ear.
  114. Her body tensed, and she screamed as she came, her orgasm ripping through her like a storm. I didn't stop there, though. I continued to tease and torment her, pushing her through wave after wave of pleasure-pain until she was a trembling mess, her body covered in a sheen of sweat.
  115. As the session ended, I untied her, watching her shaky legs as she stood. She looked at me with a mix of adoration and fear in her eyes, and I knew she'd be back for more. But for now, it was time to clean up and prepare for the next appointment.
  116. Date: 1/7/2022
  117. Client: Rachel S
  118. Service: Sensual massage with edging
  119. Appearance: Rachel had a slender yet athletic build, with a-cup breasts and small, perky nipples. Her pussy was shaved clean, and she had a small tattoo of a butterfly just above her left thigh.
  120. Rachel S walked in with a bounce in her step, a knowing smile playing on her lips. She was new to my services but had done her research, and she knew exactly what she wanted - a sensual massage that would leave her on the edge of pleasure, begging for release.
  121. I began by having her strip down to nothing but a thin pair of lacy panties, her body glowing with excitement. I could see the outline of her labia through the fabric, and it took all my willpower not to dive in right then and there. Instead, I began with a full-body massage, working my way from her shoulders down to her toes, kneading and caressing every inch of her smooth, taut skin.
  122. Her breathing grew heavier as I moved back up, my hands gliding over her stomach and hips before finally reaching the elastic band of her panties. I hooked my thumbs underneath and slid them off, revealing her bare pussy to my hungry gaze.
  123. I spread her legs wider, admiring the view before me. Her clit was already swollen and begging for attention, and I knew I would enjoy bringing her to the brink over and over again. I applied warm oil to my fingers, watching as her body tensed in anticipation.
  124. I started with feather-light touches, tracing the outline of her labia before sliding a finger inside. She was tight, and I could feel her muscles clench around me. I moved slowly, savoring the feel of her wetness as I stroked her inner walls.
  125. Her moans grew louder as I added a second finger, curling them to find her g-spot. She bucked her hips, trying to get more, but I held back, not quite ready to let her come. I knew the sweet agony of being so close yet denied would only make the final release that much more intense.
  126. Her breath was coming in short gasps now, and her body was trembling with need. I could see the desperation in her eyes as I slowed my movements, watching her clit throb with each shallow thrust.
  127. "Please,"
  128. she whimpered. "I need to come."
  129. "Not yet,"
  130. I whispered, withdrawing my fingers. "We're just getting started."
  131. I moved up to her breasts, giving them the same gentle yet firm treatment as I had her pussy. Her nipples grew hard under my touch, and she squirmed as I pinched and pulled them. I knew she was close, so I decided to push her a little further.
  132. I reached for the vibrator, setting it to the lowest setting, and placed it against her clit. Her eyes rolled back in her head as I began to massage her breasts in earnest, my thumbs flicking her nipples in time with the gentle buzzing.
  133. Her hips began to rock, seeking more, and I allowed myself a small smirk. This was the part of the job I enjoyed most - watching them squirm, seeing the desperation in their eyes as they begged for what they knew I could give
  134. She climaxed faster than I was expecting and I had to hold back a chuckle. The sweet sound of her orgasm was music to my ears, but the session wasn't over yet. Rachel's body was still trembling when I slid the vibrator away, leaving her glistening and panting.
  135. "Good girl,"
  136. I murmured, stroking her inner thigh gently. "But we're not finished."
  137. Her eyes snapped open, a mix of surprise and anticipation swirling in their depths. She knew what was coming next.
  138. Date: 1/7/2022
  139. Client: Rachel S
  140. Service: Nude yoga session with orgasm conditioning
  141. Appearance: Rachel's slender, athletic body was a sight to behold. Her a-cup breasts, adorned with small, rosy nipples, stood proudly against her chest. Her pussy, freshly shaved, was a perfect pink peach with a dainty butterfly tattoo fluttering above it.
  142. Details: Rachel's instructions were clear: she could only achieve climax if she completed the yoga routine without fail. The challenge excited her, and it showed in the way she eagerly assumed each pose. I guided her through each one, my eyes never leaving the sight of her exposed flesh.
  143. The first pose, downward-facing dog, had her ass in the air, begging to be touched. I resisted, focusing instead on her form, ensuring she was aligned correctly. She held the pose with ease, and I couldn't help but admire the way her muscles stretched and quivered.
  144. Moving to the next, a pigeon pose, Rachel spread her legs wide, displaying her wetness to me. I hovered just out of reach, watching her clit pulse with need. "Breathe," I instructed, my voice steady and calm. She complied, her breathing deep and slow, her chest rising and falling with each inhale and exhale.
  145. The session grew more intense as we moved through the poses. Her moans grew louder, her body more pliant under my watchful gaze. Each pose brought her closer to the edge, and I could see the determination in her eyes as she pushed herself to the limit.
  146. Finally, we reached the peak pose, the one that would grant her the release she craved. She spread her legs wide, her back arched, and her hands grasping the floor. Her pussy was slick and swollen, glistening in the candlelight. "Now, Rachel," I said, my voice a seductive purr. "You may cum."
  147. Her eyes widened, and she let out a guttural moan as she reached down, her fingers finding her clit. She rubbed it furiously, her hips bucking with each stroke. Her orgasm was intense, her body convulsing as she came hard, her cries echoing through the room.
  148. As she lay there, panting and sated, I couldn't help but feel a sense of pride in her accomplishment. She had pushed herself, and I had been there to guide her through it. It was a powerful dynamic, one that I knew she would crave again.
  149. ---
  150. Date: 1/8/2022
  151. Client: Lila Z
  152. Service: breast and clit massage to orgasm
  153. Appearance: Lila Z was a vision of ethereal beauty. Her skin was a canvas of light brown freckles, and her body was slender, with a-cup breasts and tight, pink nipples that seemed to be begging for attention. Her pussy was trimmed with a light dusting of hair, and she had a small piercing above her clit, which added an extra layer of excitement to our encounter.
  154. Lila lay on the table, her body a tapestry of nerves and excitement. I began by massaging her breasts, working my way down to her tight, pebbled nipples. She gasped as I pinched them gently, the sensation shooting straight to her core. I could see her pussy glisten with anticipation, the light from the candles dancing across her skin.
  155. Moving my hands to her inner thighs, I began to spread them wider, exposing her sex to me. I took my time, savoring the moment before I finally reached her clit. I circled it with the pad of my thumb, watching her body arch in pleasure. Her breath grew ragged as I increased the pressure, her hips rising to meet my touch.
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  157. Date: 1/9/2022
  158. Client: Evelyn T
  159. Service: Anal massage
  160. Appearance: Evelyn T was a stunning brunette with a slender figure, her c-cup breasts perfectly complemented by her narrow waist. Her skin was like velvet, and her pussy was neatly trimmed, revealing a tight, pink rosebud. She was both nervous and curious about the evening's activities.
  161. I began by warming her up with a gentle massage, working my way down to her ass. Her muscles tensed under my touch, but she relaxed as I applied the warming gel. I started with small, soothing circles around her anus before slipping one finger inside. She gasped, the sensation foreign yet tantalizing.
  162. I moved my finger in and out slowly, watching her face contort with each stroke. Her breathing grew more rapid as I added a second finger, stretching her gently. She was so responsive, her body begging for more. I could feel her tightening around me as I massaged her prostate, her moans growing louder with each thrust.
  163. I placed my other hand on her clit, rubbing it in slow, deliberate circles as I continued to work her ass. Her body was a symphony of pleasure, each part playing in perfect harmony. She was close, so close, and I could feel the tension building within her.
  164. "Oh god,"
  165. she moaned, her voice hoarse with passion. "I'm going to come."
  166. "Not yet,"
  167. I murmured, withdrawing my fingers. Her eyes snapped open in surprise and frustration. "First, I want to show you something special."
  168. I reached for the anal plug, a small, silicone toy that would help prepare her for the ultimate release. She watched as I coated it in lube, her eyes wide with a mix of fear and excitement. With a gentle push, I slid it into her tight hole, watching as she took it all in. Her cheeks flushed, and she let out a low moan.
  169. "How does that feel?"
  170. I asked, my voice filled with a gentle dominance.
  171. "Good,"
  172. she managed, her voice tight.
  173. I nodded, pleased with her response. "Good girl."
  174. With the plug in place, I returned to her clit, using my thumb to rub it in a steady, rhythmic motion. Her moans grew louder, her body writhing on the table as I pushed her closer and closer to the edge.
  175. "Now,"
  176. I whispered, sliding my fingers into her pussy. "Now you may come."
  177. Her orgasm was explosive, her body seizing as she came harder than she ever had before. I could feel the plug inside her, the muscles around it clenching as she rode out the waves of pleasure. She collapsed onto the table, spent and trembling.
  178. "Thank you,"
  179. she gasped as I removed the plug, her voice filled with gratitude and satisfaction.
  180. I smiled, knowing I had given her an experience she would never forget. "Anytime, Evelyn. Remember, your body is capable of so much pleasure. It's all about exploration and finding what feels right for you."
  181. ---
  182. Date: 1/11/2022
  183. Client: Miranda W
  184. Service: Sensual striptease followed by a deep, intense pussy massage
  185. Appearance: Miranda W was a vision in red, her fiery hair cascading down her back in waves. Her d-cup breasts were like two voluptuous mountains, with dark, rosy peaks that stood tall and proud. Her pussy was a neatly trimmed triangle, a testament to her confidence and sex appeal.
  186. The music began to play, low and sultry, setting the stage for our intimate dance. Miranda W's eyes never left mine as she began to move, her hips swaying to the rhythm. She was a goddess, and I was but a mere mortal in her presence.
  187. With each article of clothing that fell away, I grew more and more entranced. Her skin was like porcelain, smooth and flawless. She straddled the chair opposite me, her pussy just out of reach, as she revealed her true self.
  188. The moment she was naked, I was on her, my mouth watering at the sight of her glistening pussy. I began to massage her inner thighs, working my way closer and closer to her sex. She was trembling with anticipation, her breath coming in short, eager gasps.
  189. When I finally made contact, her body jolted as if struck by lightning. I took my time, exploring every inch of her with my fingers, savoring the feel of her velvety flesh. She was wet, so wet, and the scent of her arousal was intoxicating.
  190. Her breasts were like two ripe peaches, begging for my mouth. The way her skin glowed under the soft candlelight was mesmerizing, and as my hands traveled over her body, I could feel the warmth of her desire radiating outward. Miranda W's striptease had been a masterpiece of seduction, each movement calculated to drive me wild with lust.
  191. Now, with her naked before me, I could see the need in her eyes, the hunger for the touch that would push her over the edge. I didn't disappoint. Starting with her neck, I kissed and nibbled my way down to her ample breasts. She gasped as I took one into my mouth, her nipple hardening against my tongue. My hands roamed her body, teasing her until she was squirming in the chair.
  192. Moving downward, I kissed her belly, my tongue tracing the lines of her abs as I approached her mound. I could see the wetness glistening on her thighs, and I knew she was ready for more. With a final, lingering kiss to her clit, I stood, leaving her panting and desperate.
  193. "On the table,"
  194. I instructed, my voice thick with desire. She obeyed, her body moving with the grace of a dancer. I positioned her just so, her legs spread wide, and began my massage. Starting at her feet, I worked my way up, each touch a promise of the pleasure to come. When I reached her thighs, she quivered, her body already on the edge.
  195. I spread her labia with my thumbs, exposing her clit to the cool air. It was swollen, begging for attention, and I gave it just that. Using the flat of my tongue, I began to lick and suck, feeling her body tense and release with each stroke. Her moans grew louder, more insistent, as I added my fingers to the mix.
  196. Her pussy was tight, her muscles gripping me as I slid in and out, working her closer and closer to climax. Her breasts bounced with each thrust, her nipples still erect from my earlier ministrations. I reached up, pinching and rolling them as I continued my relentless assault on her clit.
  197. "Oh, please,"
  198. she begged, her voice a symphony of need. "Let me come."
  199. But I didn't. I pulled back, watching the frustration play out across her beautiful features. Her breath was ragged, her body trembling. She was so close, so very close.
  200. What pushed her over the edge was when I inserted the vibrating egg into her, the buzzing sensation resonating deep within her core. Her eyes widened, and she threw her head back, her breasts bouncing with each tremor of pleasure that shot through her. She was so responsive, her body an open book of desires waiting to be read.
  201. I continued to work my fingers over her clit, the egg pulsing in rhythm with my movements. Her hips began to rock, her moans filling the room. She was close, so close, and I could feel the tension in her body building to a crescendo.
  202. "Please,"
  203. she panted, her eyes pleading. "I can't take it anymore."
  204. But I knew she could. I could see the untapped well of desire within her, the hunger that only grew more intense with each touch. Her body was a canvas of need, and I was the artist, painting her with strokes of pleasure that brought her closer and closer to the brink.
  205. Miranda's eyes locked on mine as I continued my relentless massage. I could see the storm of emotions swirling in her gaze - the need, the want, the desperation. Her breaths grew shallower, her chest heaving with each passing second. I knew that she was mine to command, my instrument of passion to play.
  206. The moment her orgasm hit was like watching a star explode. Her body arched off the table, her back a perfect bow, her breasts reaching for the ceiling. Her screams of pleasure filled the room, a symphony of satisfaction that only I had the honor of conducting. Her muscles tightened around my fingers, and the egg inside her vibrated with the force of her climax.
  207. As the last waves of ecstasy rolled through her body, I pulled out the egg and brought it to her mouth, watching as she tasted herself on my fingertips. She moaned, the sensation sending aftershocks through her body.
  208. "Good girl,"
  209. I murmured, wiping the sweat from her brow with a gentle kiss. "You did so well."
  210. ---
  211. Date: 1/12/2022
  212. Client: Zara L
  213. Service: Full body massage with a focus on her sensitive spots
  214. Appearance: Zara L was a petite, yet curvy brunette with auburn hair that matched the fiery passion in her eyes. Her breasts were a perfect c-cup, with nipples that stood at attention even before I touched them. Her pussy was a beautiful, natural landscape, untouched by the constraints of societal norms.
  215. I started with a full body massage, working the tension from her muscles and watching as her body melted under my touch. As I moved to her breasts, her back arched, pushing them into my eager hands. I took my time, teasing her nipples until they were hard and sensitive.
  216. I trailed my fingers down her stomach, feeling the heat radiating from her core. When I finally reached her pussy, she was more than ready. Her legs fell open, and I dove in, eager to explore every fold and crevice of her sex. Her moans grew louder as I found her clit, the little pearl of pleasure that would be the center of our universe for the next hour.
  217. My tongue flicked and danced, bringing her to the brink over and over again. Her hips bucked, her breathing grew ragged, and her breasts heaved with each desperate breath she took. But I was a master of the tease, and I wasn't ready to let her go over just yet.
  218. I slid a finger into her wetness, feeling her tighten around me. She was like a vice, begging for more, but I knew that patience was key. I added a second finger, scissoring them open and closed, stretching her as she grew wetter and wetter. Her legs quivered, and she bit her bottom lip to stifle her cries.
  219. "Look at me,"
  220. I instructed, and she did, her eyes locking onto mine as I brought her closer to the edge.
  221. Zara's body was a map of erogenous zones, and I explored them all. From her sensitive ears to the arches of her feet, I found each spot that made her squirm and moan. I knew her body better than she did, and I used that knowledge to keep her on the precipice of orgasm, never letting her fall.
  222. Her c-cup breasts were a masterpiece, the areolae a warm shade of brown that begged to be licked and sucked. I took my time with them, rolling her nipples between my fingers until they were taut and sensitive. Each squeeze elicited a gasp, and I knew I had her right where I wanted her.
  223. Her pussy was a wet wonderland, and I reveled in the sounds she made as I worked my magic. Each stroke of my tongue brought her closer to the edge, but I was a sadistic artist, drawing out the pleasure until she was practically begging for release. Her clit was a jewel, gleaming and responsive, and I knew that when the time came, it would be the key to her ultimate pleasure.
  224. Her breathing grew more erratic as I picked up the pace, her hips moving in time with my mouth. The room was filled with the sweet scent of her arousal, and it was all I could do not to lose myself in it. I could feel her muscles tightening around my fingers, her body a tightly wound spring ready to snap.
  225. And then, the moment came. I sucked her clit into my mouth, flicking it with my tongue as I thrust my fingers in and out of her. Her eyes rolled back in her head, and she screamed my name as she came, her entire body convulsing with the force of her climax.
  226. As she lay there, panting and trembling, I couldn't help but feel a sense of triumph. I had conquered her, brought her to the brink and back again, all within the confines of a simple massage. It was a power play, one that I thrived on.
  227. ---
  228. Date: 1/14/2022
  229. Client: Tara X
  230. Service: Tantric massage with orgasm denial
  231. Appearance: Tara X had an elegant, almost feline grace to her. Her skin was a soft caramel color, and her b-cup breasts were topped with dark, puffy areolae that made my mouth water. Her pussy was a neatly trimmed maze of curly hair that begged for exploration.
  232. The scent of sandalwood incense filled the air as Tara X lay before me on the massage table. She was nervous, but the excitement in her eyes was unmistakable. I began with a gentle massage, working from her shoulders down to her toes, each touch a promise of what was to come.
  233. As I moved back up her body, my fingers danced closer to her breasts, teasing her nipples with the lightest of caresses. Her breath hitched, and she arched into my touch. I took my time, savoring the way her body responded to my every move. Her breasts were like two ripe peaches, begging to be squeezed and tasted.
  234. My hands found her pussy, and I began to massage her clit in slow, deliberate circles. She was so wet, her juices coating my fingers. I watched her face contort with pleasure as I applied more pressure, her eyes fluttering closed. But I had other plans for her.
  235. I whispered in her ear, "You're not allowed to come until I say so." Her eyes snapped open, and she nodded, her breath coming in short, desperate gasps.
  236. For what felt like an eternity, I kept her on the edge, bringing her close only to pull back at the last second. Her body was a taut bowstring, ready to snap at any moment. I could see the frustration building within her, the need for release becoming almost unbearable.
  237. Tara's breasts were a work of art, and I couldn't resist taking a moment to admire them. I leaned in, my breath hot against her skin as I took one of her nipples into my mouth. She gasped, her back arching off the table as I sucked and bit gently, my teeth scraping against the sensitive flesh. Her hand shot up, tangling in my hair as she held me to her, her body writhing beneath me.
  238. Moving down, I slid my fingers into her pussy, feeling her warmth and wetness envelop me. She was so tight, her walls clenching around me as if trying to pull me deeper. I stroked her g-spot, watching as her eyes rolled back and her hips bucked. Her breathing grew more ragged, her moans more desperate.
  239. But I was a cruel lover, and I wasn't ready to let her find her release just yet. I pulled away, my fingers slipping out of her with a wet pop. She whimpered, her body trembling with the effort of holding back.
  240. "Please,"
  241. she begged, her voice a needy whine. "Let me come."
  242. "Not yet,"
  243. I murmured, placing a finger against her clit, just enough to keep her on the edge. "We have more to explore."
  244. I moved my attention to her breasts once again, using the tips of my fingers to roll and pinch her nipples. Her body responded to each touch, her pussy growing wetter and wetter. Her breath hitched, and she moaned, her body a canvas of passion and need.
  245. Finally, when she was teetering on the brink, I allowed her the sweet release she craved. I sucked her clit into my mouth, my tongue flicking against it as my fingers curled inside her. Her body tensed, and then she shattered, her orgasm rippling through her like a wave.
  246. Her cries filled the room, a symphony of pleasure that was music to my ears. Her body convulsed, her muscles clenching around my fingers as she rode the peak of her climax. And as the last tremor passed through her, I pulled away, leaving her gasping and spent on the table.
  247. "Thank you,"
  248. she murmured, her voice filled with awe. "That was...incredible."
  249. "It's my pleasure,"
  250. I replied, wiping her down with a warm towel. "Remember, Tara, your body is a temple. Treat it with the respect and reverence it deserves."
  251. ---
  252. Date: 1/15/2022
  253. Client: Aria X
  254. Service: Nuru massage with happy ending
  255. Appearance: Aria X was a vision in white, her skin like porcelain. Her breasts were small and firm, a-cups that pointed straight up, the pink nipples begging for attention. Her pussy was a neat triangle of hair, framing her swollen clit like a crown jewel.
  256. The air was thick with anticipation as I led Aria X to the shower, my heart racing with excitement. The Nuru gel was already waiting, the clear liquid promising a slippery, intimate encounter.
  257. We stepped into the shower together, our bodies pressing against each other as the warm water cascaded down. She was like a wet dream come to life, and I couldn't wait to feel her skin against mine.
  258. We lathered each other in the gel, our bodies sliding together like two dolphins in the sea. Her a-cup breasts were soft and supple, and I took my time, massaging them with both hands, watching as the gel made her skin glisten. Her nipples grew harder under my touch, standing tall and proud.
  259. Moving down, I spread her legs, my hands gliding over her smooth, wet skin. Her pussy was a secret garden, and I was eager to explore every inch. With a gentle push, I slid my fingers inside her, feeling her muscles tighten around me.
  260. Our bodies writhed together as I stroked her clit with the palm of my hand, the gel making each movement smooth and sensual. Her moans grew louder, her breath coming in short, desperate gasps.
  261. I leaned in, my breasts pressing against hers as I whispered, "You're going to come for me now." And with that, I claimed her mouth, our tongues dancing in a passionate ballet as I worked my magic on her clit. Aria's body responded immediately, her legs wrapping around my waist as she pulled me closer.
  262. Our bodies moved together in a rhythm as old as time, each slide of my hand bringing her closer to the edge. Her nails dug into my back, leaving a trail of fire that only added to the symphony of sensations. Her moans grew louder, more demanding, and I knew she was close.
  263. With a final, firm stroke, Aria's body tightened, and she screamed into my mouth as her orgasm hit. It was like a tidal wave, crashing over us both, leaving us both gasping for breath. I held her there, my hand still working her clit, feeling her spasms as she rode the wave of pleasure.
  264. As her tremors subsided, I gently lowered her to the floor of the shower, our bodies still entwined. We stayed there for a moment, the water washing over us as we caught our breath. Then, with a soft smile, I leaned in and kissed her neck, her skin still flushed from her climax.
  265. "Thank you,"
  266. she murmured, her eyes glazed with satisfaction.
  267. "My pleasure,"
  268. I replied, helping her to her feet. "Now, let's get you dried off."
  269. ---
  270. Date: 1/16/2022
  271. Client: Laura P
  272. Service: teaching how to squirt
  273. Appearance: innocent and young looking 18 year old. Tan lines for bikini, small perky breasts and perfect bubble butt. Large mons with thin pubic hair
  274. Details: Laura confessed she wanted me to teach her how to squirt. I agreed asking her to disrobe in front of the mirror. Her body was stunning, a canvas of youth and inexperience. She watched with a blush as I began to explain the technique, her eyes wide with curiosity and a hint of apprehension.
  275. I first caressed her tan skin tracing her tan lines, the ghostly outlines of a bikini top and bottom that once were. Laura P was young, only 18, and her innocence was as intoxicating as the sweet scent of her arousal that began to fill the room. She had the kind of body that men fantasize about, but she was here for an education that only I could provide.
  276. Her eyes remained glued to the mirror as I began to massage her small, perky breasts, the kind that defied gravity despite their size. Her areolae were a dark pink, the perfect contrast to the pale skin surrounding them. As I worked my fingers over her sensitive flesh, I could see her reflection in the mirror, her eyes widening with each new sensation.
  277. "Breathe, Laura,"
  278. I coached, my voice low and soothing. "Relax and let your body do what it naturally wants to do."
  279. Her chest rose and fell with deep breaths as I moved my attention to her stomach, my hands gliding over the soft curves that led to the promised land of her sex. Her mons was like a lush hill, covered in a fine, thin layer of hair that pointed the way to her tight, unexplored valley.
  280. "Spread your legs,"
  281. I instructed, and she obeyed, her knees parting to reveal the pink, swollen folds of her pussy. It was like a secret garden, a place that yearned for the sun's warmth. "This is where the magic happens."
  282. My fingers danced around her clit, avoiding the sensitive spot for now. Instead, I focused on the area around it, the hidden pathways that would lead her to the ultimate release. Her breath grew more ragged, her hips moving in a silent plea for more.
  283. I watched her reflection as I slipped a finger inside her, feeling her tightness and the way her body clung to me. "You're doing so well," I murmured, watching her pupils dilate with pleasure. "Just keep breathing."
  284. With each stroke, I grew more and more attuned to her body, her every gasp and shiver telling me where she was in her journey. I added a second finger, curling them upward to find her g-spot. Her eyes grew wide, and she gripped the edge of the table, her knuckles white with the effort of holding back.
  285. "You're going to squirt for me,"
  286. I said, my voice firm but gentle. "I can feel it."
  287. Her body began to quiver, her legs shaking as I continued my relentless assault. I could feel the tension building, the dam about to burst. And then, with a final, forceful stroke, she did. Laura's pussy convulsed around my fingers, and a stream of liquid shot out, hitting the mirror with a wet slap.
  288. The sight was mesmerizing, the culmination of our lesson. Her cheeks were flushed, her chest heaving with the effort of her climax. I watched in the mirror as she came apart, her body a masterpiece of passion and pleasure
  289. ---
  290. Date: 1/17/2022
  291. Client: Amara R
  292. Service: she wanted to give me a foot job with happy ending
  293. Appearance: Amara R had an ethereal beauty, with skin as smooth as silk and eyes that seemed to hold the secrets of the universe. Her slender frame was adorned with a dusting of freckles, giving her an otherworldly allure. Her c-cup breasts were natural and untouched, with pink, pert nipples that stood at attention even before I laid my eyes on them. Her pussy was a neat, trimmed triangle of hair, framing her swollen clit like a precious gem.
  294. Amara R was an unusual client. Instead of receiving, she wished to give. She had a fascination with the act of pleasuring a man with her feet, and she had heard whispers of my legendary endurance. Her excitement was palpable as she positioned me on the massage table, her eyes sparkling with mischief.
  295. I watched, intrigued, as she straddled my legs, her feet hovering over my erection. She began by tracing her toes along the shaft, her eyes never leaving mine. The sensation was strange, yet oddly arousing, and I felt myself growing harder with each pass.
  296. Her feet were soft and warm, the soles of her feet caressing me like a lover's hand. She applied gentle pressure, her toes curling around my base as she stroked me with a deftness that belied her inexperience. I could feel the tension building in my balls, a testament to her unyielding determination.
  297. Her movements grew more deliberate, her feet sliding up and down my length with a purpose that was impossible to ignore. Her breath was warm against my skin, and I could feel her heart racing as she watched my every reaction.
  298. "Does that feel good?"
  299. she whispered, her voice a seductive purr.
  300. I nodded, unable to form words as she continued her ministrations. Her feet were like velvet, wrapping around me in a dance of passion and lust. Her breasts swayed with each movement, the gentle motion only adding to the eroticism of the moment.
  301. Amara's c-cup breasts bounced slightly with the effort, and I found myself captivated by the sight. Her pink nipples were tight with arousal, and I knew she was just as turned on as I was. She leaned forward, her hair cascading down like a curtain around us as she took one of my nipples into her mouth. The sensation was exquisite, a symphony of pleasure that only served to heighten my desire.
  302. Her feet worked me like a maestro conducting an orchestra, each stroke and squeeze a note in the crescendo of ecstasy. I could feel the tension in my body building, my muscles tightening as I approached the peak of pleasure.
  303. And then it hit me, a wave of sensation that crashed over me like a tsunami. My hips bucked, and I came, spilling my seed onto her waiting toes. She watched with a mix of fascination and triumph, her eyes never leaving mine as the last tremors of my climax passed through me.
  304. "Beautiful,"
  305. she murmured, her voice filled with a sense of accomplishment. She slid her feet off of me, and I couldn't help but feel a pang of loss.
  306. ---
  307. Date: 1/18/2022
  308. Client: Luna S
  309. Service: Messy orgasm using food
  310. Appearance: Luna S was a vision of moonlit nights, her pale skin glowing in the soft candlelight. Her slender frame was adorned with a smattering of freckles, scattered like stars across her breasts and belly. Her b-cup breasts were a soft, natural handful, with areolae the size of half-dollars. Her pussy was a neatly trimmed line of hair, pointing to her clit like a beacon guiding a lost sailor home.
  311. Luna S had a peculiar craving that I was eager to satisfy. She longed for a messy, food-filled orgasm, a decadent delight that would leave us both sticky and satiated. The table was set with an array of fruits and creams, each chosen for their sensual textures and flavors.
  312. We started with a gentle kiss, her body melting into mine as if we were two drops of water. I traced her curves with my hands, feeling the goosebumps rise as I reached her breasts. I took one into my mouth, her nipple stiffening against my tongue as I played with the soft mound of flesh.
  313. Moving down, I kissed her belly, leaving a trail of kisses until I reached her pussy. Her legs fell open with a sigh, inviting me in. With a grin, I dipped a strawberry into the sweet cream, bringing it to her clit. She gasped as the fruit's juicy flesh made contact, her body jolting with pleasure.
  314. I painted her pussy with the cream, each stroke of my finger leaving a delicate line that begged to be tasted. Her eyes rolled back as I slipped a finger inside her, feeling her warmth and wetness envelop me. With the other hand, I fed her the berry, watching as the juice dribbled down her chin.
  315. We took turns, her mouth on mine as I painted her with fruit, her tongue dancing with mine as I explored her with my fingers. The room was filled with the sweet scent of desire, our breaths mingling as we grew more and more lost in our sensual dance.
  316. My mouth found her clit, and I sucked it greedily, feeling it swell beneath my lips. Her hips bucked, and she moaned, the vibrations sending shockwaves through my own body. With each lick and suck, I could feel her getting closer to the edge.
  317. And then, it was time for the grand finale. I picked up a dollop of whipped cream, bringing it to her clit. She watched with wide eyes as I began to rub it in, the coldness making her gasp. Then, with a flourish, I slid a banana into her pussy, her muscles clenching around it with a hungry growl.
  318. The sight was almost too much to bear, and I knew she was ready. With a final, deep thrust, I brought her to climax, her body convulsing as she came, the fruit slipping out of her with a wet, sticky sound. She screamed my name, her juices mixing with the cream and fruit to create a decadent mess.
  319. As she lay there, panting and trembling, I licked her clean, savoring the sweetness of her release. We shared a laugh, the intimacy of the moment binding us in a way that words could never express.
  320. ---
  321. Date: 1/19/2022
  322. Client: Bella V
  323. Service: full body massage in her back yard
  324. Appearance: Bella V was a living embodiment of a Venus de Milo, her slender frame a testament to the beauty of the female form. Her breasts were a perfect b-cup, the soft mounds begging to be cupped and kneaded. Her pussy was a neat triangle of hair, the dark curls framing her swollen clit like a seductive secret.
  325. Bella had chosen the serenity of her backyard for our rendezvous, a space lush with greenery and the gentle hum of the evening's first crickets. The air was thick with the scent of jasmine and the promise of passion. As she lay face down on the massage table, I couldn't help but admire the way the moonlight played across her bare skin, casting an ethereal glow that highlighted every curve and dip.
  326. Her back was a canvas of tension, and I began to work my hands over her, feeling the knots give way to my touch. She was pliant under me, her body responding to my every command. My fingers danced along her spine, each stroke bringing a sigh of relief from her lips.
  327. I moved lower, my hands gliding over her hips and thighs, feeling the heat emanating from her core. Her legs parted slightly, an invitation that I eagerly accepted. My hands found the base of her spine, kneading and releasing, working my way down to the top of her buttocks.
  328. As I reached her breasts, I paused, my thumbs tracing the line of her back down to her shoulder blades. Her breath hitched, and I knew she was waiting for my touch. I didn't disappoint, my palms cupping her gently, the tips of my fingers brushing over her erect nipples.
  329. Her moan was like a siren's call, drawing me closer to the treasure between her legs. I spread her thighs wider, exposing her to the night air. Her pussy was already glistening, the dew of desire coating the petals of her sex. With a feather-light touch, I began to massage her clit, watching as her body tensed and released with each pass.
  330. Her breath grew shallower, her back arching as she grew closer to the edge. I slid a finger inside her, feeling the warm, wet embrace of her tightness. Her hips began to rock, urging me onward.
  331. "Do you want to come, Bella?"
  332. I murmured, my voice a whisper in the night.
  333. "Yes,"
  334. she breathed, the word a desperate plea.
  335. "Good,"
  336. I said, my tone firm. "Because I want to feel you come around my hand."
  337. Her breath grew more ragged, her body trembling as I worked her closer to the brink. Her eyes were tightly shut, her mouth open in a silent scream of pleasure. And then, she did. Her body convulsed, her pussy tightening around my fingers as she released in a symphony of gasps and moans.
  338. I pulled my hand away, watching as the aftershocks rippled through her. She lay there, her chest heaving, her body covered in a fine sheen of sweat. With a gentle touch, I turned her over, her breasts rising and falling with each breath.
  339. Her eyes fluttered open, meeting mine in the moonlight. "Thank you," she murmured, her voice hoarse from her screams.
  340. "My pleasure,"
  341. I replied, placing a soft kiss on her forehead.
  342. ---
  343. Date: 1/20/2022
  344. Client: Elara Q
  345. Service: Nuru massage with body slide
  346. Appearance: Elara Q was a vision of beauty, with skin so smooth it looked like it had been kissed by the stars. Her breasts were a small, pert b-cup, the perfect handful of softness. Her pussy was a neatly shaved wonderland, her clit standing proud and ready for attention.
  347. The nuru gel was cool on our bodies as we slid together on the massage table, our skin slipping and gliding in a dance of desire. Her eyes were closed, a serene smile playing on her lips as I began to rub the gel into her shoulders and back. Each stroke of my hand sent a wave of pleasure through her body, a ripple that grew stronger as I moved closer to her sex.
  348. My hands roamed down her sides, pausing to pay homage to her breasts. They were like two ripe berries, begging to be tasted. I took one into my mouth, feeling her nipple harden against my tongue. She gasped, her body arching into me.
  349. I moved lower, my hands tracing the contours of her stomach before sliding down to her thighs. Elara's legs parted instinctively, allowing me access to the heaven that awaited me. The gel made her skin slippery and smooth, and I reveled in the feeling of sliding against her. My cock was a throbbing ache, demanding to be part of this intimate ballet.
  350. Her breath hitched as I reached the apex of her thighs, my hands gliding over the curve of her ass and down the back of her legs. I could feel her anticipation growing, her body tightening with each pass. I leaned in, my chest pressing against her back as I whispered in her ear, "Ready?"
  351. "Yes,"
  352. she breathed, the word a soft sigh that sent shivers down my spine.
  353. I slid my cock along the cleft of her ass, feeling the heat of her pussy against my shaft. She was wet and ready, and I knew that this would be a night to remember. With a gentle push, I entered her, the gel making the sensation almost surreal.
  354. Her body tensed, and she let out a low moan as I began to move inside her. I reached around, my hands finding her breasts again. Her nipples were hard and sensitive, and I pinched them lightly, feeling her pussy clench around me.
  355. We moved in perfect harmony, our bodies becoming one as we danced the dance of passion. Each thrust sent waves of pleasure through her, each caress of her breasts brought her closer to the edge. Her moans grew louder, filling the room with a symphony of lust.
  356. Our rhythm grew more frantic, our bodies sliding together in a blur of sensation. The gel was everywhere, coating us in a sheen of desire. I could feel the tension building in her, her muscles tightening around me like a vice.
  357. And then, it hit us like a thunderbolt. Our orgasms crashed over us, a wave of pleasure that left us gasping and trembling. Her pussy spasmed around my cock, her breasts pressing into my palms as she cried out in release. I followed her over the edge, filling her with my seed as we clung to each other in the aftermath.
  358. As we lay there, our hearts pounding in unison, the gel began to cool, a stark reminder of the heat we had just shared. We held each other, basking in the glow of our shared ecstasy.
  359. ---
  360. Date: 1/21/2022
  361. Client: Stella U
  362. Service: Sensual oiling with a surprise
  363. Appearance: Stella U was a sultry goddess, with skin that looked as though it had been kissed by the sun. Her c-cup breasts were a perfect handful, her areolae a dark brown that matched the intensity in her eyes. Her pussy was a lush garden, a wild tapestry of hair that begged for exploration.
  364. The room was warm and inviting, the scent of coconut oil filling the air as Stella U lay before me on the massage table. Her body was a masterpiece, and I was the eager student ready to learn every curve and line.
  365. Starting with her shoulders, I began to rub the warm oil into her skin. She sighed, her body melting under my touch as I worked the tension from her muscles. I moved down her arms, taking my time to caress each finger, each elbow, each wrist. Her breasts called to me, and I didn't disappoint, my hands gliding over the soft mounds with a gentle squeeze.
  366. Her nipples grew hard as I circled them, my thumbs flicking over the sensitive peaks. Her hips rolled with each touch, her body begging for more. I traced my fingers down her stomach, the oil making her skin shine in the soft light.
  367. When I reached her pussy, I was met with a surprise. She had shaved a heart into her pubic hair, the delicate pink flesh peeking out like a secret treasure. I couldn't resist a chuckle, the playfulness of the gesture adding to her allure.
  368. I slid my fingers through her folds, feeling the wetness that had gathered there. She was already so aroused, and the sight of the heart only served to inflame my desire. With a gentle touch, I began to massage her clit, her legs falling open wider to give me better access. Stella's hips rolled in a silent plea for more, her breath coming in short, sharp gasps.
  369. Her c-cup breasts heaved with each breath she took, the oil making them glisten like precious gems. I leaned in, taking a nipple into my mouth and suckling it gently. She moaned, her hand coming up to cradle the back of my head. The taste of her skin was intoxicating, and I couldn't get enough.
  370. As I worked her clit with one hand, my other hand slid down her body, teasing the entrance to her pussy. She was so tight, the anticipation building with each stroke. I slid a finger inside her, feeling the warm embrace of her tightness. Her body tensed, and she let out a low growl of pleasure.
  371. I knew she was ready for the grand finale, the moment we had both been waiting for. Sitting up, I grabbed a handful of oil and slathered it over my cock, the sight of it making her eyes widen with hunger.
  372. With a grin, I positioned myself between her legs and slid into her, her pussy clenching around me like a fist. She was so wet, so ready for me, and the feeling was indescribable. I began to thrust, my hips moving in a rhythm that matched the beat of our hearts.
  373. Our bodies moved together in perfect sync, the slick sounds of our union filling the air. Stella's nails dug into my back, her hips rising to meet each thrust. Her breasts bounced with the force of our lovemaking, the oil making them slip and slide against my chest.
  374. Her moans grew louder, her breath coming in pants. I could feel the tension building within her, her body wound tight like a spring. And then, it snapped. Her eyes rolled back, and she screamed my name as she came, her pussy spasming around me in a delicious grip.
  375. I didn't stop, though, pushing her through another orgasm, and another, until she was nothing but a trembling mess of pleasure beneath me. Her cries grew incoherent, her body shaking with the intensity of her climax.
  376. Finally, I couldn't hold back any longer. With a final, powerful thrust, I released my seed deep inside her, filling her to the brim. Our bodies convulsed together, the sensation of our shared release like a lightning bolt that seared through us both.
  377. As we lay there, our hearts racing and our breath mingling in the steamy air, I knew that this was a night neither of us would soon forget. The heart in her pubic hair was a playful reminder of the passion we had just shared, a symbol of the love we had created in this sacred space.
  378. ---
  379. Date: 1/22/2022
  380. Client: Ciara O
  381. Service: Sensual couples massage with toys
  382. Appearance: Ciara O and her partner, a stunning brunette with c-cup breasts and a shaved pussy, lay side by side on the massage table. Their bodies were a tapestry of desire, each curve and line telling a story of passion waiting to be unraveled.
  383. The room was dimly lit, the scent of warm vanilla filling the air. The soft glow of candles cast flickering shadows across their skin, making it look like they were painted with honey. I began by placing a warm stone on their lower backs, feeling the tension melt away beneath my touch.
  384. Their eyes locked onto mine, a silent communication that spoke of trust and a hunger for the night's pleasures. I took a deep breath, savoring the moment before I began to apply the massage oil, my hands gliding over their bodies like a sculptor bringing a statue to life.
  385. Their skin was like velvet, each touch a silent promise of what was to come. I worked my way down Ciara's back, my thumbs pressing into the base of her spine before moving to her buttocks. Her partner watched, her breath hitching as she saw the effect my hands were having on Ciara.
  386. I could feel the heat emanating from their cores as I massaged their legs, moving closer to the juncture of their thighs. Ciara's breath grew shallower, her body arching into my touch as I traced the back of her legs, teasing the sensitive skin behind her knees.
  387. Moving to the front, I focused on their breasts, kneading and massaging the soft mounds with a gentle firmness. Ciara's nipples grew hard under my palms, her partner's eyes never leaving hers as she felt the pleasure build.
  388. With a knowing smile, I reached for the toy chest, selecting a pair of velvet-covered handcuffs and a vibrator that matched the shade of their skin. Ciara's eyes grew wide with excitement as I secured her wrists to the table, the anticipation in the room palpable.
  389. Her partner watched with a mix of curiosity and lust as I slid the vibrator over Ciara's clit, her hips bucking in response. I worked the toy in slow, deliberate circles, watching as the pleasure grew on her face. Her breasts heaved with each breath, the handcuffs a stark contrast against the softness of the velvet.
  390. Their bodies moved in unison, a dance of desire as I worked the vibrator faster and faster. Ciara's moans grew louder, her eyes squeezed shut as she approached the peak. Her partner leaned in, whispering sweet nothings in her ear, their breath mingling in the heady air.
  391. And then, she was there. Her body arched off the table, her orgasm a symphony of pleasure that resonated through us all. Her pussy clenched around the vibrator, her cries echoing in the quiet room.
  392. But the night was far from over. With a wink to Ciara's partner, I turned my attention to her. Her body was a canvas of need, each touch a brushstroke that brought her closer to ecstasy.
  393. ---
  394. Date: 1/23/2022
  395. Client: Luna R
  396. Service: Tantric massage with strap-on play
  397. Appearance: Luna R was a vision of beauty, her slender body a playground of sensual curves. Her breasts were a perfect c-cup, the dark areolae a stark contrast to her alabaster skin. Her pussy was a neatly trimmed masterpiece, her clit a shy blossom waiting to be coaxed into bloom.
  398. The room was bathed in the soft glow of candles, the air thick with the scent of jasmine and sandalwood. Luna R lay on the massage table, her eyes closed in anticipation. I began with a gentle touch, my fingertips tracing the line of her spine, feeling the warmth of her skin beneath my hands.
  399. Her breath hitched as I moved lower, my oiled hands caressing the curves of her ass. I could feel the heat radiating from her, a silent invitation to explore further. With a soft sigh, she spread her legs, giving me full access to the treasure that awaited.
  400. I began with a feather-light touch, teasing the entrance to her pussy with the tip of my finger. Her body tensed, her hips rising to meet my hand. I slid a finger inside her, feeling the tightness that told me she was ready for more.
  401. Her c-cup breasts rose and fell with each breath she took, the gentle slope of her stomach begging for attention. I massaged her clit in slow, deliberate circles, watching as the pleasure grew on her face. Her back arched, her body a testament to the power of desire.
  402. As I worked my magic, I reached for the strap-on, my cock straining against the confines of the leather. The sight of it made Luna's eyes widen, her pupils dilating with excitement. She was ready, her body quivering with anticipation.
  403. With a gentle touch, I slid the strap-on into place, feeling the weight of it against my thigh. The anticipation was palpable as I positioned myself between her legs, the tip of the dildo poised at her entrance.
  404. "Are you ready?"
  405. I whispered, my voice low and seductive.
  406. "Yes,"
  407. she breathed, the word a soft sigh on the air.
  408. With a single, smooth motion, I pushed the dildo into her, watching as her pussy stretched to accommodate it. She gasped, her body shuddering with the sudden intrusion. But she was a fast learner, and soon she was matching my rhythm, her hips rising to meet each thrust.
  409. Our bodies moved in a symphony of passion, the soft sounds of our lovemaking a sweet melody in the quiet room. I could feel her muscles tighten around me, her breath growing more erratic. She was close, so close.
  410. I leaned down, taking one of her nipples into my mouth as I continued to pump into her. The contrast of the leather against her soft skin was intoxicating, and I could feel my own desire building. Her moans grew louder, her body taut with need.
  411. And then, she was there. Her orgasm crashed over her like a wave, her body trembling beneath me. I didn't stop, pushing her through the peak and into another climax, her cries filling the room like music.
  412. As she came down from her high, I pulled the strap-on from her and set it aside. With a tender kiss, I cradled her in my arms, our bodies still slick with sweat and oil. The warmth of her skin was a comfort, a reminder of the connection we had just shared.
  413. "Thank you,"
  414. she murmured, her eyes still glazed with satisfaction.
  415. "The pleasure was all mine,"
  416. I replied, brushing a lock of hair from her face.
  417. ---
  418. Date: 1/25/2022
  419. Client: Luna R
  420. Service: Tantric massage with strap-on play and double penetration
  421. Appearance: Luna R was a vision of beauty, her slender body a playground of sensual curves. Her breasts were a perfect c-cup, the dark areolae a stark contrast to her alabaster skin. Her pussy was a neatly trimmed masterpiece, her clit a shy blossom waiting to be coaxed into bloom.
  422. Details:
  423. Luna came back today wanting to use the strap on but to also have me insert my cock into her at the same time for double penetration. I undressed her with a gentle touch, revealing her perfect c-cup breasts, the pink tips already standing at attention. She looked up at me with a mix of excitement and trepidation, her eyes sparkling in the candlelight.
  424. I began by massaging her body with warm oil, my hands sliding over her skin like a lover's caress. She moaned softly as I worked the tension from her muscles, her body growing more relaxed with each stroke. I took my time, savoring every inch of her, from the curve of her neck to the arch of her feet.
  425. Her breath grew more ragged as I reached the apex of her thighs, my fingers sliding over her pussy with a gentle tease. She was already wet, her arousal slick against my skin. I slid a finger inside her, watching her face contort with pleasure. She was ready for what came next.
  426. I donned the strap-on, my cock swollen and eager. Luna watched with wide eyes as I lubricated the dildo, her own anticipation building. With a gentle push, I slid the dildo into her, watching her pussy stretch to accommodate the new sensation. She gasped, her back arching off the table.
  427. As I began to fuck her with the strap-on, I reached for her clit with my free hand, rubbing it in slow, deliberate circles. Her breath hitched, her moans growing louder with each thrust. I could feel the tension building within her, her body tightening like a bowstring ready to snap.
  428. And then, I entered her with my own cock, the feeling of being inside her while she was filled by the dildo was indescribable. She was so tight, so warm, and I knew she was going to come hard. I moved in sync with the strap-on, filling her completely.
  429. Her c-cup breasts bounced with each thrust, the sight of them a visual symphony of passion. I leaned down to take a nipple into my mouth, sucking gently as I continued to pump into her. She cried out, her body tensing around me.
  430. The sensation was overwhelming, and she came, her pussy clenching tight around the dildo and my cock. I could feel the warmth of her orgasm, the spasms of her inner muscles sending waves of pleasure through me. I held her there, my cock still deep inside her as she rode out her climax.
  431. But I wasn't done with her yet. With a wicked smile, I slid the dildo out of her pussy and lubricated it once more. This time, I gently pushed it into her ass, watching as her eyes went wide with shock and pleasure. She was tight, but she was eager, her body begging for more.
  432. With a slow, deliberate motion, I began to fuck her ass with the dildo, feeling the warmth and tightness of her anus grip me. I reached between her legs, finding her clit once more and teasing it with my thumb. She was moaning non-stop now, her body a tapestry of sensations.
  433. Our rhythm grew more frantic, our bodies moving as one. I could feel my own climax building, my cock straining against the confines of the strap-on. And then, it washed over me, a tidal wave of pleasure that left me gasping for breath.
  434. We lay there, our bodies slick with sweat and oil, our hearts pounding in unison. I kissed her gently, feeling the warmth of her skin against mine. The room was filled with the sweet scent of sex, a testament to the passion we had just shared.
  435. As we caught our breath, I removed the strap-on and helped her to her feet. She was unsteady, her legs trembling from the intensity of her orgasms. With a soft smile, I handed her a warm towel, watching as she cleaned herself off with shaky hands.
  436. Our eyes met in the mirror, and she mouthed a silent "thank you." I nodded, knowing that the night had been just as special for me as it had been for her. We had danced on the edge of ecstasy, and together, we had soared.
  437. ---
  438. Date: 1/26/2022
  439. Client: Mystique
  440. Service: Performance art
  441. Appearance:
  442. Very sexy tanned slender woman. Could be a model. Perfect small perky breasts with large nipples. No tan lines, gorgeous ass. Very tone
  443. Details: Mystique inquired about me assisting her in performance art. She likes to push the boundaries of what is considered art. She has a show and she wants me to fully undress her and then from behind caress her body and bring her to a squirting orgasm in front of the art show attendees. She is calling the show "The Erotic Canvas"
  444. Mystique stood before me, a living, breathing work of art. Her skin was a canvas of smooth, golden tones, unmarred by the vulgarity of tan lines. Her body was a symphony of curves, from her small, perky breasts to her perfectly rounded ass. Her eyes, a piercing blue, held a mischievous glint that spoke of the wild passion that lay just beneath the surface.
  445. I took it slow as she instructed first removing her jacket. She didn’t move unless I moved her. She had her eyes fixed on a light above her to avoid eye contact with the audience. Next I unzipped her dress revealing a pair of black lacy lingerie. She had the body of a greek statue. Her breasts were small but perky with large brown nipples that looked like they were begging to be kissed. Her stomach was toned with a small belly button piercing and her ass was heart shaped. The room was silent except for the sound of the zipper and her quickened breath.
  446. Mystique's heart raced as my hands roamed over her body. I could feel the electricity in the air, the anticipation of the crowd. With every touch, her skin grew more sensitive, her breath coming in short, shallow gasps. I slid my hands into her panties, feeling the warmth of her pussy, already wet with excitement.
  447. I began to massage her clit, watching her face in the mirror. Her eyes never left mine, the connection between us growing stronger with each passing second. The audience was a blur of faces, but she and I were in our own world, a place where art and pleasure intertwined.
  448. Her hips began to rock back into me, her body begging for more. I complied, sliding a finger inside her, feeling her walls clench around me. She was tight, so tight, but she was ready. With my other hand, I began to caress her breasts, pinching and tweaking her nipples until they were as hard as diamonds.
  449. The murmurs from the audience grew louder, a symphony of desire that only served to spur me on. I knew I had to give them a show they would never forget. I added a second finger, curling them in the way I knew she liked. Her moans grew louder, echoing through the room.
  450. Her body was a masterpiece, a canvas of passion and pleasure. I painted her with my touch, each stroke a brush of ecstasy. The art of pleasure was in full display as I brought her closer and closer to climax. Her legs began to shake, her breath hitching in her throat.
  451. And then, it happened. Her body convulsed, her pussy spraying a warm, wet release. She screamed, the sound a mix of pleasure and surprise, as the crowd erupted in applause. It was a moment of pure, unadulterated art.
  452. We stood there, our bodies trembling with the aftershocks of her orgasm, the applause washing over us like a warm embrace. With a final, lingering kiss, I helped her into a robe, the performance complete.
  453. ---
  454. Date: 1/28/2022
  455. Client: Ciara H
  456. Service: Sensual massage and role play
  457. Appearance: Ciara H was a woman of contradictions. Her body was a study in sensuality, a canvas of soft curves and firm muscles. Her b-cup breasts were a testament to her youthful vitality, with large, pink nipples that seemed to pulse with every heartbeat. Her pussy was a dark, mysterious cave, begging to be explored.
  458. Details:
  459. Ciara H had always been fascinated by the idea of role play, but she had never had the opportunity to indulge in it. She had booked a sensual massage with me and requested that we play out a scene of her fantasy. She was the helpless maiden, and I, the masterful pirate captain.
  460. I began by blindfolding her, her breath catching in her throat as I took control. "You're mine now," I growled, my voice low and menacing. The sound of the fabric as I secured the blindfold was the only noise in the room.
  461. Her skin was like warm silk under my hands as I began to massage her, my touch firm yet gentle. She was tense at first, unsure of what to expect. But as I worked the tension from her muscles, she began to relax, her breathing growing deeper and more even.
  462. I whispered sweet nothings in her ear, painting a picture of a stormy sea and a ship of lust. Her body responded to my words, arching into my touch. The scent of the massage oil mingled with her arousal, filling the room with a heady aroma.
  463. As the pirate captain, I explored her body, my hands tracing the curves of her breasts and the dip of her waist. I could feel her pulse quicken beneath my fingertips, the beat of her desire matching the rhythm of the waves in our fantasy. I moved down to her legs, the muscles tight and firm from years of climbing the social ladder, now trembling in anticipation.
  464. With the softness of a feather, I brushed my fingers along her inner thighs, the whisper of a touch making her squirm. Her pussy was a treasure chest waiting to be unlocked, the scent of her arousal a siren's call that I could not ignore. I parted her legs wider, my hand sliding up to find her clit, the jewel of the sea.
  465. "Please,"
  466. she begged, her voice a sweet symphony of need. I chuckled darkly, enjoying the power I held over her. "Beg for it, my dear," I demanded, and she did, her voice a mix of desperation and lust.
  467. I teased her clit with my thumb, watching the fabric of her panties grow darker with her wetness. Each touch was a promise, a prelude to the storm that was about to break. Her hips rolled into me, her body begging for release. With a wicked grin, I slid her panties aside, revealing the glistening pink pearl of her clit.
  468. My mouth watered at the sight, and without hesitation, I lowered my head, my tongue flicking out to taste her. She gasped, her body arching off the table as I began to work my magic. Her b-cup breasts rose and fell with each breath, the rosy tips of her nipples begging to be sucked.
  469. I didn't disappoint, my teeth grazing the sensitive flesh as I sucked and licked, drawing a moan from deep within her. Her legs tightened around my head, her heels digging into my back. She was close, so close, her body a taut bowstring ready to snap.
  470. But I was a pirate, and I liked to make my captives wait. I pulled away, my breath hot against her wet pussy. "Not yet," I murmured, and she whimpered, her hands reaching for me.
  471. I stood, my cock straining against my breeches. With a dramatic flourish, I removed my pants, revealing my own treasure. She could feel the heat of it, even through the fabric, and her body responded, her pussy growing wetter, more eager.
  472. I positioned myself between her legs, the head of my cock nudging her entrance. "Ready, my love?" I asked, and she nodded, her breath coming in shallow pants.
  473. pick With a slow, deliberate motion, I slid into her, her walls clenching around me like a velvet fist. She was so tight, so warm, and I had to fight the urge to come immediately.
  474. Our bodies moved in a dance as old as the sea, the slap of skin against skin a sweet music that filled the room. Her moans grew louder, more demanding, and I knew she was close to the edge. With one hand, I reached up to tweak her nipples, and with the other, I slid my thumb back to her clit.
  475. The combination was explosive, and she came with a scream that echoed through the room. Her pussy spasmed around my cock, her body shaking with the force of her climax. And then, as the waves of pleasure subsided, I claimed her mouth, my tongue plundering the depths of her soul.
  476. Our kiss was a battle of passion, a declaration of war and surrender all in one. And as we came up for air, I knew she was mine, heart and body. I pulled out, my cock glistening with her juices, and painted her chest with my cum, a mark of ownership in the most primal way.
  477. ---

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Vibrator

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Paddle

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Flogger

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Blindfold

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Cuffs

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Toys

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BABELAND

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KINKLY

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Collar

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STOCKROOM

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Nippleclamps

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Tied

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