DIRTY MINDS. A taster of my true lived
experience as an erotic masseur.
Despite this horrible and very annoying
pandemic I am pleased to say that my clients still have rampant cocks
which need to be satisfied.
A couple of days ago a newish client
booked for the second appointment. Lets just say he was less
interested in the massage on his second appointment. While he was
showering I had undressed and was leaning over the massage table
putting on and arranging new towels when I felt his hand between my
legs gently squeezing my balls. Being me, I had my arse pushed up
straight away and spreading my legs and leaning over the table I felt
his finger stroke around my arsehole, teasing me. I love having my
arsehole stroked and teased and when he knelt behind me and began to
run his tongue around my wrinkled little hole I began to groan
appreciatively. Thinking logically as always, and wanting to make his
job easier I quickly climbed onto the massage table on my knees and
head down and arse in the air, totally exposed, I spread my legs
further so that he not only had a good view but could stroke my cock
while shamelessly rimming my arsehole to perfection. He was good with
his tongue, pushing in hard, teasing, deep into my twitching wrinkled
hole, then he slowly licked in a circle around the rim before
stroking his tongue down to my balls and up again. Seriously, I am
famous for my rimming, but this guy was a master.
Strings of pre-cum now dribbled in
silver, sticky, glistening strings from my cock-hole. I felt his
fingers pull my throbbing cock back between my legs, naturally
pushing my arse yet further into the air. I closed my eyes, such was
the intensity of the pleasure as he stroked my throbbing cock gently,
yet firmly, up and down. I felt him pull my cock back toward him and
then I shivered as his tongue licked around my glistening glands
savouring the salty taste of my pre-cum. The sensations were now
unbearably divine and intense and putting my hand back and behind his
head I pushed his face back up toward my arsehole. He stroked with
his wet tongue along my shaft , over my shaved balls, between my legs
and then onto my exposed hole where he drove his tongue deep into my
twitching wrinkled orifice making me moan loudly, “god, your a
dirty bastard,” I turned to face his smiling face and he
nodded.......
Thats all your getting for now
readers... This is just the sort of story based on true experience
which will be available soon on kindle. Look out for links. Also to
speak to me personally for really dirty chat ( £1 a minute.) Call to
discuss ways to pay call 07517 697569
Remember that I already have My Dirty
Memoirs available to buy on Kindle. It is now, I have been told, a
blue classic. It makes me rock hard and I wrote it and lived all the
experiences described. Please give yourself a treat. You will not be
disappointed.
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