Deep Tissue, Happy Endings (closed for StFornicate)

Session 2- Tommy McCarthy

“I know that; or we wouldn’t be working together. It’s in everyone’s best interest for discretion. I understand and respect the reasons for the law, and it sends a clear signal to clients about whether to expect a blowjob or sex or a massage. My goal is to assist my clients in healing and growing and stress relief. I have many tools in my tool kit. I think sex is very valuable as a healing modality and I find it very effective. But, it is just one tool and it should only be used by a multi-skilled therapist in my opinion.”

Tommy remained sitting on the table, his penis still semi-erect before us. I placed my hands on his thighs, making swirling circles.

“Is your arousal too uncomfortable or distracting for you? Sometimes, before I can work deeper with a client, we have to take care of distractions. We can accomplish this with manual techniques if you’d like, and then press on with more intimate work. . . .or, just allow yourself to feel aroused, to feel your arousal ebb and flow and know that I will never allow you to feel sexually tortured! That is not my idea of healing. Any preferences?”

I stepped away for a moment and removed my robe.

Ah, this room was so nicely scented. The soft amber candles relaxed me. I reached for the warmed oil and began to massage it into my hands and arms.
 
I shook my head, unable to take my eyes off her as she peeled off her robe and started to rub the oil into her arms. Her breasts filled out that lacy top in the most luscious, arousing way.

"I don't think it will be a distraction, per se," I replied. "It's a different feeling, here, with you, to just allow myself to be... Umm, aroused." The words that flowed came naturally. "I guess normally, arousal creates tension, which spurs the need for release. But here, with you, I can enjoy it for what it is, without the pressure to, umm, finish, I guess."

I watched her carefully. Yes, there was lust I was feeling, but it was tempered by her presence into something far more comfortable and familiar. I felt completely at ease in a way I never had before. The smell of the candles and oils certainly helped, I was sure.
 
Session 2- Tommy McCarthy, open techniques

“Yes, just enjoy yourself and notice all the sensations and feelings. Not everything needs to be acted upon. Sometimes it is my role to just help people awaken, accept, and enjoy their bodies. It’s nice to see that you’re very comfortable with your sexuality and your body. Okay, let’s begin with you facing upwards, and I’m going to begin with gentle massage at your face and work purely intuitively. Just like last time, you may feel very relaxed at times, and aroused or emotionally challenged at others. You may keep your eyes open or shut. Let me know if you’re uncomfortable with anything, and I will make an adjustment.”

I assisted Tommy onto the massage table and draped his body to mid chest with a sheet and light cotton blanket. Although I didn’t like to over-stimulate people, I sensed Tommy’s lower back would enjoy the rolling feature on my table while I worked on a different area.

“Tommy, I’m setting the table to provide a rolling sensation to loosen any tension in your lower back while I focus on other areas. I usually like to perform all massage myself, but I think this will add to your relaxation.”

I reached for the light mint oil and sat on the stool by Tommy’s head. I placed a dot of it on his temples and then massaged it into his temples and into his hairline. My hands were warm as I massaged the planes of his face and then his neck muscles, gently rolling his head to each side as I did so.

Instead of changing position, I placed a lot of oil in my hands and leaned my upper body over Tommy’s face to reach his chest muscles. The sash draped downwards, and with one hand, I tucked it into the knot at the base of my cleavage.

“How are you feeling so far?” I asked softly.
 
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I laid down and she covered me up a bit, and started working on my head and neck, while the rollers worked out my lower back. The scents from the oils and candles, coupled with her touch and presence, lulled me into an incredibly comfortable daze. As much as I wanted to keep my eyes open to enjoy the view just above my head, I did find my eyelids getting heavy, as they usually did when she started massaging me.

I opened my eyes again when she asked how I was doing so far, and I was greeted with the sight of her impressive tits hanging right above my face! I blinked, and couldn't help but chuckle just slightly.

"I'm doing just great," I said, as I gazed upwards into the bountiful curves of her abundant cleavage. I could have just sat up a bit, and buried my face in those fleshy mounds, but I had a feeling that would be crossing a line at this moment. I was content to lay there and savor the view. I felt the very familiar feeling of blood rushing to my loins, and I could feel myself growing hard again, my cock straining obviously against the fabric...
 
Tommy McCarthy- session 2

“Great, just checking,” I replied, as I plied Tommy’s pecs with firm pressure. I could feel his soft breath against my chest, a sensation that was a secret pleasure of mine.

I lightened the pressure and slowed my circling as I worked more sensually near his areola and nipples, using just the lightest of quick taps with all of my fingertips. His breathing quickened and I sensed he was enjoying the different sensations. Men either enjoyed this type of play, or they didn’t.

Tommy gasped, and I pressed each palm firmly across each of his nipples and then let them slip away with each middle finger being the last to add pressure and trail off.

“As you know, I like to mix up my techniques. Would you be comfortable if I massaged the muscles in your arms while I was straddled across your waist on the table? It’s a potentially more arousing technique, I must warn you, " I said with a flirtatious wink.

I had a feeling Tommy would say ‘yes’ unequivocally, but I wanted to give him a sense of control and choice when possible.
 
My nipples have always been extraordinarily sensitive, and Sidney's touch there certainly quickened my heart and aroused me in ways I had never been able to really, properly enjoy--until now. Her touch there caused an immediate rush of blood to return to my loins, and I knew I was fully stiffened below the sheet.

And then she was talking about mounting me. I breathed in deeply, half-lost in the pleasure she had just induced in me, and nodded my approval at her suggestion.

"By all means," I said. "I'm getting quite warm though," I said, and moved the sheet and blanket down my body a bit, to my hips.
 
Tommy McCarthy, session 2

“I’m glad you’re enjoying the sensual massage techniques. That’s wonderful that you’re generating some heat. I tend to get heated myself, sometimes, ” I confessed, grinning, as I reached under the table and turned off the rolling feature.

“Many of my clients crave this kind of touch, or any kind of loving touch, even if they are in relationships. Sometimes it’s the simplest of techniques, like just being very present with someone- physically, emotionally, and sexually - that can produce powerful results. And sometimes it is scary and uncomfortable, but once you let a wall down you open the door for even deeper feelings.”

Tommy was so stunned that he could barely speak. I had a sense that it had been a long time since he had been intimate with a woman, or had even been loved thoroughly.

“Tommy, we’re going to work on healing some deeper issues in your emotional body even though you will feel my presence on your physical body. It may feel very intimate at times, but if you can be brave, you’ll feel renewed afterwards. Your energy feels much more hopeful about your future than it did the last time I was here. Especially in regards to relationships.”

I carefully mounted Tommy, pulling his erection down to his belly and placing my own hot center over it. I hugged my knees into his body. Oh God, he felt heavenly. So much life craving expression.

“Okay, since I know you didn’t speak with a counselor or a male, would you like to speak to me about what holds you back from loving fully? This is not a criticism, this is what your spirit is telling me and feel free to correct or defend your story. Regardless, if you want a life full of love, you need to have this discussion with someone. And it may as well be with someone who is performing a loving act of massage upon you,” I said with a wink.

I had placed Tommy’s left hand between my breasts while I massaged his palm and then fingers. I repeated the same with his right hand, while waiting for his reply.
 
I know my heart probably skipped a beat when she mounted me; I could feel the heat from her core pressed firmly against the base of my own hot erection, and it was a heavenly feeling.

And her hands... guiding mine to her chest, rubbing mine, first one and then the other, an invitation. My fingers trailed across the lace that strained against her abundant cleavage, teasing over the obvious bulges of her nipples within the fabric.

I felt my cock throb beneath her.

Words caught in my throat. So lost was I in absorbing this beautiful creature's presence, I was at a loss for communication. A low moan crawled out of my throat as my fingers trailed down her exposed midriff, and finally settled about her hips. I gazed up at her, lovingly lost for some several moments.

I took a deep breath, finding the words. "My wife and I were married for some seven years," I explained. "When we got together, work was good. There was plenty of overtime whenever I wanted it. I get paid well, thanks to the union, and I'm highly trained and skilled. But... Work slowed down with the recession. I was laid off for a while, and I took a job out of town. The money was good, but it was hard on both of us for me to be away. I never strayed while I was gone. I don't know if she did or not. I thought I could trust her. But... I don't know. Things got to the point where she was so used to the real good money coming in, when I was working all the overtime out of state, that when I did finally get a chance to come home and just work forty hours... I guess it wasn't enough."

I sighed. "I wasn't enough."
 
I gently rocked my hips against Tommy’s erection and caressed his forearms as they rested on my hips. Our eyes locked as he revealed the history behind some of his emotional pain.

“You still refer to your wife, as your ‘wife’. Are you still married? It sounds like the two of you just lost your equilibrium in regards to your values. Working forty hours of manual labor is enough, believe me! Even if it is a labor of love, you need to rest and enjoy all of what life has to offer.”
 
I shook my head. "Well, technically, I guess, we are still married. But I have moved out of the house... that was a few months ago. The divorce is going to happen, there is just some issues with who gets what bullshit," I said. I gazed at her sexy curves, the way she moved on top of me was making me feel absolutely incredible.

"At least, we didn't have any kids, so there's no custody battle or anything," I continued a moment later, after peeling my eyes away from her stunning breasts and back up to her face. My fingers clawed gently at her hips.

I clenched my teeth a bit as the next words came. "Basically, she wants to take all the stuff we had together, and leave me with all the debt she racked up. I... I don't care about the stuff. I just don't want to be paying off her bills for the next several years."
 
Session 2- Tommy McCarthy

I knelt down and used the satin fabric of my top to draw a soft line from Tommy’s belly to his cheek until we were eye to eye. Even in the candlelight, I could see the stress and tension in his face.

“Yes, that is the worst case scenario, and also highly unlikely in the state of California where everything is split 50/50. I am not a lawyer, of course. But, I’m fairly certain that any debts incurred after your legal separation will be on your wife. Unfortunately, if they were incurred while you were still together, it’s probably going to be a 50/50 situation or if your debts outweigh your assets, then you will be responsible if you make more money. Just make sure you have a good lawyer, and then the law will play out, your situation sounds black and white, and you will have done all that you can do to put yourself in the best financial circumstances. You will recover and move forward. When and if you have to write that check, do not give it any emotion. In fact, bless it. It will be a lesson that you never forget going forward. To let someone take advantage of you. It’s a hard-earned lesson, but you got it, now, I suspect. The only waste is the lesson that you don’t take away from an undesirable experience. Okay, enough talk from me. But, I’m glad you felt your anger and hopefully, you can let it go for today. But, if it keeps knocking on your door, you might re-consider my initial suggestion to talk it out with a professional.

I’m going to continue with your massage session, but feel free to shut your eyes and envision everything being handled fairly. It’s 5, 10, 20 years from this moment and you are living a life that you can’t even imagine right now. I never would have imagined that I’d be doing this type of work when I was 19, but here I am.”

I shifted my weight forward a bit and Tommy’s hands slipped around the curves of my ass.

“I know I’m the practitioner, and I set the boundaries, but at least during this session, if I’m allowing your hands to touch me, then I’m granting you permission to touch me in a way that feels sensual and pleasurable for you.”

I massaged his biceps and we both occasionally rocked our hips against one another’s sex, maintaining the heat.

Tommy moaned softly when I placed his arms on my shoulders, allowing his forearms to rest against my chest, while I did some deep tissue work on his arms.

“Mmm, good. You’re letting go and enjoying yourself,” I encouraged. I kissed his wrists and returned his arms to my hips.

“I’m going to rotate around now and face your legs, so I can work on your lower body. If you’re able to bend your knees open like a lotus so that your feet are touching, it would make it easier. This is a great position for energy work for your first and second chakras which are about grounding and relationships. I think it’s best if I work directly on your body, so I hope you don’t mind the unusual positioning.”

As I rotated around, Tommy’s erection bobbed upwards and I could feel it on my stomach. I poured more warm oil into my left hand, dabbed it on my right arm and then used the remainder to gently stroke Tommy’s erection.

He truly was a beautiful and responsive client, and his energy was so receptive to balancing. It was a joy to work on him.

I took some deep breaths and exhaled audibly, enjoying the scent of the citrus candles that had filled the room by now. I had been playing soft spa music which helped me lose myself in my work.

The skin of his penis felt like soft velvet in my hands, a sensation I always loved, and I took my time to send love to that region.
 
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"I think it’s best if I work directly on your body, so I hope you don’t mind the unusual positioning,” she said to me.

I nodded. "I don't mind at all," I replied, feeling more relaxed by the moment. I felt as though a great weight had been lifted off my shoulders by explaining the situation of my pending divorce to Sidney. I watched as she turned her incredibly sexy body around on me, and then settled herself into position facing my feet. My hands found her lower hips once more, and my eyes drank in the lovely view of her derriere.

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I felt her hands on my erect member once more. The warmth of the oil radiated through me as she rubbed it into my skin, and I felt a sublime pleasure I hadn't experienced in... well, since my last appointment with her!

My fingers dug slightly into her soft skin as she continued to rub the oil into my now-throbbing cock, and I groaned aloud with pleasure. My head fell back, my eyes shut for a moment.

I realized, as she stroked me, that I had been so at peace, with life, since the last massage, that I hadn't felt the need to masturbate once. Before, I had used it as a stress release, like most people. But I had been letting so much less get to me, bother me, stress me out, at all, lately.

"Oh God Sidney," I moaned in pleasure. The words fell naturally out of my mouth, before I even realized I was uttering them. One of my hands slid up her back, my fingers finding the back of the tight lacey top she was wearing. My hips instinctively pressed upwards against her. Not being able to see just what she was doing to me down there made the moment all the more intense, as pleasure washed over me.

And then it happened, unexpectedly, but incredibly intense; the most intense orgasm I could even remember having. I could feel my balls clenching up, my penis shuddering. I shut my eyes and got lost in a moment of pure pleasure that seemed to last forever. Sweet, sweet release washed over me, and with every throb I knew my cock was gushing forth thick spurts of my seed!
 
Session 2- Tommy McCarthy - Release

I could see Tommy’s thigh muscles tensing and his penis quickly stiffened from my light, steady stroking of his manhood. The lotus position was highly effective for releasing any stagnant energy.

When I heard Tommy’s moans, I was reassured and guided to continue to caress and send love to those private areas of his body.

His hips instinctively started to pulse as if he wanted to enter a woman and I knew he needed it—to just let go fully and have a few moments of sheer physical pleasure and release.

Although I was only stroking Tommy in a relatively sensual fashion, he was highly aroused and when I heard, “Oh God Sidney” and felt him reach for me, almost in hunger, I knew he was going to let loose.

I picked up the pace and placed one hand to cradle and caress Tommy’s sac. I sensed an energy pulse through them and I knew he was going to ejaculate and there was no going back.

“Let yourself, go, honey,” I whispered to Tommy, and his penis immediately began to shudder and explode its load as I leaned in with my belly to feel his warm fluids bathe me and let him release into my hands as I continued my light strokes and love.

“Mmm. . . .that feels wonderful, your warmth. Let it all go.” I said, as I continued to milk his penis and he continued to unleash his warm semen across both our thighs, groaning with each milking and spurting of his penis.

Although I couldn’t see his face, I could sense he was in an ecstatic place in his body. I continued milking him until his penis slowed it’s shuddering and his hips began to slow their pulsations.

“Tommy, that was absolutely beautiful to witness. I hope you realize how much love you still have deep within you to give in the future. Although it wasn’t my initial intention, I could tell that you enjoyed the erotic pleasuring, so I just followed my instincts. Are you comfortable with what just occurred? From my view, I thought it was a beautiful, and a well-earned release of sexual energy and tension. I think you’re going to be able to absorb the rest of my massage on an even deeper level of relaxation now.”

I rubbed Tommy’s fluids into my stomach and dabbed at both our legs with a warmed towel. It had been quite a release.

I kept the smell of his sex on my hands and let it mingle with more oil as I lightly massaged his legs and let him relax fully.
 
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I lay there, eyes shut, my heart thumping hard in my chest, a sensuous orgasmic afterglow settling within my system. I felt myself calm as she spoke, and I nodded my affirmation that I was indeed quite comfortable with what she had done.

"I think that might have been just what the doctor ordered," I said, teasing her just a bit as she began rubbing her hands along my thighs.

I kept my hands on her, mostly on her hips and up the sides of her torso, as she continued the massage. The smell of my release hung heavy in the air, in spite of the citrusy smells from the candles and oils.

One might imagine that such a release might leave a man like me sated for a while. But Sidney's presence, her hands, her body straddling mine, was rather inspiring, and at the slightest brush of her lacy outfit, I could feel the blood rushing to my loins once more...
 
Session 2- Tommy McCarthy

I laughed at Tommy’s doctor comment. Many of my clients had been weaned from their blood pressure meds, anti-depressants, and even insulin as a result of their visits with me. Some naturopaths had referred me to their patients as a complement to their medicine.

After his orgasm, Tommy’s penis shrank a bit, but surprisingly, he remained semi-erect. I used a vigorous technique on his thighs and calves and his erection bobbed to life against his thigh and my belly as I leaned over to reach his feet.

The scent of his release mixed with the oils on my hands, and his sweet, gentle manner made me wish I could mount him and take him to other blissful places. I liked the way he kept his hands connected to my body at all times. But I knew his chemicals were just mixing with my pheromones and creating a strong sexual attraction. Besides, I was a professional, albeit non-traditional and holistic, but I always kept the sessions client-focused.

After several long, firm strokes, I brought Tommy’s knees together and straightened out his legs. I pivoted around on the table to face Tommy, and placed my sex over his erect penis once again, sitting gently atop of him. I rocked my hips gently and intuitively against him, while we both took a moment to enjoy the alchemy of our sexual energy.

“You are lovely, and frankly, you are making me hot in more ways than one, Mr. McCarthy,” I thought to myself.

I reached forward, my hands and knees on the table in a cat position.

“Ok, Tommy, if you rollover, I’ll continue the massage on your back. I’m assuming you’d like me to remain over you on the table.”
 
I watched in a state of pure bliss and arousal as she maneuvered herself around on top of me, and pressed her lace-covered crotch directly against my growing, and now throbbing, erection.

Her body was that of a goddess, no doubt. My eyes were glued to her amazing breasts, the globes threatening to burst apart the lacy top that hardly concealed them. When I finally was able to tear my eyes away from those luscious mounds on her chest, it was to look up and into her eyes as she raised herself up off my.

My cock craved contact with her, as soon as she raised her body away. I could see, behind her eyes, lusty wheels turning. My fingers trailed up along her thighs, up her sides, teasingly across her breasts before coming up to her neck and face. I nodded in response to her questions, but I was in no hurry to turn away from her.

I pulled her gently towards me, even as I rose to meet her, and our lips found each other...
 
Session 2- Tommy McCarthy- open techniques

I took a deep inhale and held my breath as Tommy trailed his fingers up my ticklish, erogenous zones – exploring the sides of my thighs and torso. He took his time tracing along the top of my full breasts, before settling around my neck and face.

I let myself be fully present, to feel my own lust, and I was fully aware of his for me, as he pulled my face down towards his and our lips found each other and we kissed slowly, softly, tongues teasing each other, and with pauses; but with great intimacy and deep eye contact in between each kiss.

We both had a silent understanding not to push it- or we’d reach a point where the excitement would be too intense. I clasped Tommy’s warm erection in my hand as I kissed him softly one last time.

“Mmm, you’re absolutely delicious, and a sensual kisser. I’m sorry, I can feel your heat and desire, and I’m sure you can sense mine, but this just isn’t the time or place. But, you have opened up the floodgates to love again and I’m proud of you. I can sense your passion is rising and I feel honored to be a part of that. But, for now, I want you to enjoy the sensual nature of this session. I promise you will enjoy your back massage almost as much as you enjoyed the front. . .although it may feel more relaxing.”

My panties were soaked with desire that I was forced to repress. While I could enjoy the sessions and be present with the client, they could never, and should never be about satiating my own desires.

God, I was going to need Leonard to take me fast and deep and furiously tonight.
 
I nodded up towards her, gazing into her eyes. "No need to apologize," I told her. I understood what she meant... And the thought of the potential for more certainly caused a further stir in my loins for her.

The scent of our shared arousal filled my senses, and I released a deep breath before rolling over to lay on my stomach. I stretched, relaxing, closing my eyes as I felt her hands on my back and start rubbing.

"I definitely worked pretty hard this past week," I explained, knowing already she could sense the knots and tension stored up in my back. "I've been pretty good about stretching and relaxing, but the work I do takes a toll on you."
 
Session 2-Tommy McCarthy- open techniques

I smiled as Tommy exhaled and released a sigh of satisfaction and contentment before turning over, and then taking another deep inhale and exhale as he relaxed into the table.

I used broad, firm strokes up Tommy’s spine and applied firm, circling pressure around his scapula, loosening his knots, before focusing on the muscles in between each vertebra, starting at the base of his spine and then working upwards.

I had shifted my weight to my heels, my weight barely on Tommy’s bottom, but I still hugged his body inwards with my legs to maintain my balance, while using my core.

“You are doing a wonderful job to heal yourself. You definitely have less knots and tension than on your first appointment. I think with the type of work that you do, you probably would benefit from regular bodywork. If for no other reason, than it gives your body an hour or two to just rest and receive and we can keep the knots to a minimum."

Once I was at the top of Tommy’s back, I massaged his shoulders and the tops of his arms. I noticed a small tattoo that I couldn’t decipher on his left arm. With the palms of my hands flat, I brought both of them down in a smooth, slow motion on each side of his spine.

“Tommy, I massaged your legs rather thoroughly while you were facing upwards, so I’m going to skip your legs now. The last few minutes of your massage will be intimate. I’m going to cradle my body on top of yours and balance anything that needs any fine-tuning silently. Before I do that, is there any place on your body that still needs more attention in regards to direct massage? Any knots that still feel tight? Or do you feel like your legs and feet need more attention?” I asked, gently.
 
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"I think I'd be okay with a regular weekly appointment here with you," I told her. "My legs and feet feel good," I said, stretching my calves a bit and wiggling my feet. I honestly felt good all over.

"Do you need me to roll back over?" I asked her, glancing back towards her over my shoulder a bit. I smirked a bit. "That may make for a better connection..."
 
I smiled at Tommy’s presumptions that I had openings. Hopefully, I’d find a slot.

“I don’t need you to roll over, but you certainly can if you prefer to end the session facing upwards. But, I’m going to be resting my body on top of yours, and our chakras will be lining up. Instead of rebalancing your aura and chakras with my hands as I did the last time, I’m going to just rest my body on yours, if that is alright with you. People exchange energy via hugs, but think of this as a special type of extended hug."
 
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"I like hugs," I said, feeling a bit playful and in a very good mood. I very much wanted to feel her pressed tight against me. "I think I will roll over," I told her, moving my hips a bit. Once she moved up a bit, I was able to roll over beneath her, and a moment later was flat on my back, looking up at her amazing body.

I felt my cock throb with desire. It was a desire that filled my soul. My hands found her thighs, and ran my palms up and down her legs as I gazed up at her...
 
Session 2- Tommy McCarthy - open techniques

It was all I could do to keep myself from laughing aloud. What a bold move. He may as well have said, “If you have jugs, I love hugs.”

Most clients were so relaxed, they could barely speak. But, Tommy seemed full of frisky energy.

I smiled at his happy demeanor; his warm hands felt nice on my legs. There was a lot of genuine warmth and desire in his touch.

We locked eyes for a few moments as I let him explore me and get settled on the table.

“Ok, Mr. McCarthy, well since you’re going to be a bold one, and I like to end my sessions with happy surprises, sometimes, I’m going to ask you to close your eyes. And once your eyes are closed, I want your hands to find their way to that ribbon that is holding my top together. . . and I want you to untie it. I’m going to remove it to minimize our barriers. If your hands get lost, I’ll guide them. And then we’re just going to settle in, bare-chested, with our bodies lined up, and I’ll do my best to make sure you’re balanced and integrated.”

I could feel the heat rising in my own body, as I eased back on top of Tommy’s warm sex. He was so open to love.

The direct frontal was a very intimate way to close a session. It wasn’t something I normally did during a second session, but we seemed to have a natural ease with each other, and I had a feeling he’d enjoy it.
 
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I smiled, a devious little smirk coming through, I'm sure. "That works for me, Doc," I said, before closing my eyes and laying my head back.

I could feel her heat pressed against my stiffened member. I'm pretty sure my hips rolled just a little bit as my hands slowly, langoriously, made their way up her body. My fingers counted every rib, until I came to the lacy top that held her lovely round breasts.

I ignored the ribbon holding it together for a moment, as my hands slid up over and over those breasts, carefully memorizing their size, their shape, their fullness and their weight.

My hips rolled again. I could feel her wetness seeping through, teasing my throbbing penis.

I squeezed those breasts, gently, but firmly, savoring the feel of them, knowing I would never forget, before my fingers trailed down betwixt her cleavage. I found the satin tie, pulled one end out slowly, and was rewarded as the lace floated open, and my hands once more went up to her now-bared breasts; my fingers teased over her nipples, and I took a sharp, deep breath and rolled my hips once more.

I wanted to open my eyes to gaze upon this lovely creature, but I was intent on following her directions, and so left them closed...
 
Session 2- Tommy McCarthy- open techniques

I leaned forward so Tommy’s could reach my chest. His hands snaked up my ribs carefully, with agonizing exactness, as I held my breath. With his hands flat, he made gentle, but full contact with every millimeter of my breasts. I knew he was savoring the moment.

And with my eyes closed, so was I.

I moaned softly, and we rolled our hips and our groins together, instinctively. My panties were already moist, and I’m sure I deposited more of my juices on his penis. I could smell my scent in the air.

Once I was fully encompassed in each hand, he squeezed both breasts, studying their weight and morphology, before trailing his fingers down my cleavage.

“Mmmm. . . .” I sighed and exhaled with pleasure, arching my back to enjoy the luxurious moment more fully. I loved having my breasts squeezed in exactly the way Tommy did it—gently and then firmly; confidently, but with control.

Tommy’s hands paused at my satin tie, as his sex rubbed against mine and I gently slid my vaginal lips on his erection.

The sash was slowly released and I let the top slide off my arms.

In an instant, Tommy’s hands found their way back to my bare breasts and brushed over my hardening nipples.

I placed my hands lightly over his and I let him explore my bare chest. He was making me feel fantastic; and it just felt natural.

I brought my hands down to his belly and let him squeeze my nipples gently before I eased down on top of his belly. I knew I was going to lose it, if I allowed him to continue to caress me.

I positioned myself carefully so our bodies were lined up and my hands were cradling his head.

I let his hands roam the sides of me until they settled around my waist.

“Well, that was completely unnecessary and entirely appreciated. In case you couldn’t tell with your eyes closed, I enjoyed that very much,” I confessed.

Probably too much, I thought.

I took a few seconds to close my eyes and get re-centered on Tommy.

“Okay, as much as possible, try not to do anything that you think will distract me. We made a lot of progress during this session, and I want to make sure it is integrated into your being on all levels, otherwise your life will feel out of balance. I know this sounds mysterious and etheric, but I’m going to ask you to trust me once again. This last part is important.”

The last sentence was as much for Tommy as it was for myself.

I focused my energy and scanned Tommy’s aura and sent healing and balancing energy to all the places where he had released energy and there were “holes”.

After about ten minutes, I sensed a complete, whole, glowing energy around him.

The session felt complete.
 
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