I'm always reluctant to tell my best stories here for a couple of reasons; I want to keep my best girls and places to myself versus others flocking to them and that some of my very best stories most people wouldn't believe.
What turns my crank these is going for months and sometimes years to completely legit places to see what I can get over time with the same MPA. So I'm talking completely legit spa's. One was owned by a guy and both men and women working there and a completely mixed client base. One of my all time best experiences is with a woman I still see to this day who owns her own place and occasionally employs one other woman. She is older and has a place in a walk up style office building with a variety of regular businesses there. Her clientele is 70% women.
After seeing her for about a year, she saw Mr. Happy standing at attention at the end of an hour session and proceeded to give me one of the worst HE's I'd ever experienced. Hard, painful but showed she obviously didn't know what she was doing. She held her finger over her mouth in the Shhhh motion because there were two women in the waiting area directly outside the door. Gave her the same tip I'd been giving her all along. I went for years for a great massage and very bad HE for years afterward.
fast forward 4 years. One day as we finished she cupped my cheek with her hand, told me I was handsome and kissed me on the lips. I kept going 2-3 times a month and every time the kisses got longer, deeper and more of a long embrace. Every time I tried to touch her breasts or around her hips over her cloths she would push my hands away. Kind of weird but eventually she would let me touch her between her legs over cloths during the HE but not her breasts!?
So fast forward to a Canada Day Holliday. Knowing the whole building was closed I sent her a text saying that I missed her and wish I could see her. She sent back a note saying she was closed but if I wanted, she would go there just for me and meet me outside the building and we'd both go in together.
She was wearing a dress versus her work cloths and just didn't bother to change. Of course when she stood over my head I was completely turned on. (I'd been seeing her for 4 years!) I tried to touch her over and under the dress and she pushed my hands away. But finally I touched her gently through her panties and her hands just stopped in the middle of my back. After a few moments he began to breath heavily and moan softly. She seemed to be conflicted by knowing it was wrong and the pleasure she was feeling. Eventually, still lying on my stomach, I pulled her panties aside and gave her a few soft strokes of my tongue. She pushed me away and told me to stop. But each time I licked her a little longer and the moans got louder.
Finally I got her to lie on her back and pulled over her panties and put my face all over her. A few minutes later she threw off her cloths and yelled "f@*k me" Afterwards we collapsed in each others arms and she told me that her husband had died and that she never thought anyone would make love to her again. We've been close for 3 years now. We don't go near each other's houses for fear of neighbors seeing us. We meet at her business place after the other businesses close so nobody can hear us. It's some of the best sex of my life. Just too people giving each other some really deep relief
She says now that just about all of her regular clients now are women. No I won't tell who and where. But believe it or not I have one better legit story than this!