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Sensual Erotic Body Massage

What is a Sensual Erotic Body Massage and what are the benefits for women?

a healthy lifestyle for both a woman’s body and her mind

Taking a Sensual Erotic Body Massage should not be viewed as just a pleasure for women. It should also be regarded as an important part of a healthy lifestyle for both a woman’s body and her mind. It provides her with time to be a receiver, it gives her the opportunity to experience different sensual and sexual dynamics, it provides her with a non-judgemental, not expective environment and it normalises sexual arousal as a natural function.

Lack of arousal can cause poor well-being

But when a woman finds herself in a situation where her natural sexual feelings are denied, (non-sexual relationship)  suppressed (religious or cultural dogma) or simply switched off and ignored (trauma and rape) then nature can be pragmatic and soon her health and well-being can be negatively affected. Disconnection, frustration, rejection, depression and poor health can be a consequence of a lack of sexual intimacy and erotic arousal.

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Listen to your body

If a woman is feeling sexually needy then it is a clear indication that her body is speaking to her. Masturbation is one solution and although very pleasurable it does not recreate the intimacy of foreplay and primal energy of penetrative sex.  Taking a sensual massage provides an opportunity to satisfy this desire, safely and discreetly.

My skill as a professional Sensual Erotic Body Massage masseur is to be able to create with my hands and imagination the same erotic effect that a woman would experience with prolonged varied sexual arousal. Combine this with the intimacy and arousing touch of a relaxing professional massage and she will immediately feel the benefits. Female clients have reported back very soon after a massage that they feel emotionally elated, more grounded, calmer, less anxious, more confident and feel physically relaxed and healthier. If taken regularly then even more profound effect can be experienced such as an improved immune system, better skin, natural loss of weight.

Some might think good girls don’t do this. I say ‘ Clever girls do this’!

I have been working as a professional relationship therapist masseur and mentor for sexual development for women and couples for many many years and in this time I have  given many many hours of Sensual Erotic Body Massage.  My female clients range from single women, married women, women with partners, women of all ages from 18 to 80 years, all with varying body types from petite to voluptuous and of many different ethnicities and cultures.

What reasons do women give for wanting a sensual massage?

Some women give the reason for wanting the Sensual Erotic Body Massage as simply a desire for personal exploration and pleasure others it can be a need to satisfy sexual frustration. Some come for advice and treatment for a sexual performance problem such as an inability to orgasm or fear of intimacy. Others come along for just “me time”. Whoever the person or whatever reason they give my goal is to give them an experience that is not only professional, caring and safe but also one that is profoundly satisfying and fulfilling, some say life-changing.

25 reasons given by female clients for taking a sensual massage

1. I am tense and need an unconditional orgasmic release.
2. Difficulty reaching orgasm when with another person.
3. Curiosity and satisfying a fantasy.
4. Lack of sexual stimulation in my relationship.
5. Recently my libido has increased considerably.
6. Frustration/lack of stimulation by my partner.
7. Guilt/Morality/Shame around sex.
8. Letting go of control and trusting others with control.
9. Recoverer of sexual aggression/abuse.
10. Complacency in a relationship = no longer stimulated by my partner.
11. I love my partner but I find I now feel sexually lacking with him.
12. Lack of skill/knowledge by myself and partner.
13. I am on holiday/business so free to explore my erotic needs.
14. Postmenopausal and still very sexual.
15. Postmenopausal and still very sexual and my partner is not.
16. Convenience and self-care (busy professionals who don’t want a relationship).
17. I have cultural or religious restrictions and I need a safe place to explore my sexuality.
18. Exploration of sexual practices as yet untried or unwanted by my partner.
19. Poor body image and lack of sexual self-esteem.
20. I want my partner to watch me have a sensual massage.
21. I want my partner to give me four hands with the masseur.
22. I want to explore my sexuality with my partner and another man.
23. I want to explore Female Orgasm Denial
24. I want to feel desired and dominated
25. I have always had a fantasy of being erotically massaged by a masseur.

I am nervous but want to try this out

The most frequent comment I hear after a female client has taken a Sensual Erotic Body Massage is why did she not do it sooner. With this in mind, I have created an introductory massage of 2 hours that I give at your home or at your hotel. For women who want to experience the full sensation I offer 3 hours or 4 hours of Sensual or Absolute Massage (dependent on the intensity of arousal)

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The woman took a bottle containing an amber liquid. She had just invited a stranger at her place, whom she had invited by email! The idea that this gentleman for demanding ladies had understood her expectations excited her to the highest point.

With this idea in mind, The lady opened the bottle and poured into each glass something to warm their spirits. She crouched in front of the gentleman who liked to give pleasure to women on the other side of the coffee table and handed him a glass.

Seeing him sitting on her sofa, his ankle resting on his knee in an eminently masculine posture, made her feel incredible. From where she was, she had an insolent view of his crotch and the male escort looked rather well endowed.

James was the most virile male specimen she had ever met. Again the lady felt herself blushing and took a sip of whiskey to give herself a countenance.

Her male escort leaned forward to get his drink. Their eyes met, giving rise to burning thrills in her, which spread throughout her body.

The gentleman looked at the lady’s pretty face bending over his cock, her lips slightly trembling and her shoulders were far too rigid for the casual attitude she was trying to give.

James knew from experience that he was a well-hung man. The subject often generated some astonishing reactions from his female partners.

The lady gently licked the stretched stem, trembling with desire. The sweet caress was much more exciting than if she had taken it in her mouth directly. However, when she arrived at the height of his massive glans, he perceived a brief hesitation. She opened her mouth, placed herself above the erect rod, and wrapped it slowly in her warm damp mouth.

James congratulated her for her technique in a soft voice while stroking her hair. Thus encouraged, the lady pursued the audacious experience. Taking his cock a little farther in her mouth, she boldly embraced it by playing with her tongue and began to go up and down.

She did not dare to look at him, but knew that he was watching her, certainly enjoying seeing her sucking without any resistance as he gave her the rhythm by light thrusts on her head.

Her male escort gave her a small impulse on the cheek, to tell her that she could straighten up, and released a lock of her hair that he passed behind her ear.

The lady suspected that she was offering a striking spectacle. Her cheeks were on fire, her heart rate was much faster than it should and she dared not imagine what this potential male had to be able to read in her eyes.

Her male escort looked at her in silence with tenderness, then he sketched a small smile and leaned his head aside.

She hoisted herself above him, not in the least reassured by this position too explicit to be innocent. However, as the gentleman was not yet trying to undress her, she relaxed slightly. Installed astride the thighs of her male escort.

Her lover took her by the waist and, without taking his eyes off her, unfastened the button of her jean and opened the zipper. When the gentleman slid her wide hands over her buttocks, the woman’s breathing became shorter and when he insinuated his long fingers under the elastic of her panties to reach the hot moisture of her clit, she stopped breathing. James moved his finger between the wet lips of her clit, going slowly and slowly to her secret garden.

Her gigolo continued to caress the woman gently. She was no longer able to decry his behavior. She just wanted to enjoy the sensations and get carried away by this latent audacity.

The lady tilted forward, pressing her face against her partner’s shoulder, unable to control her tremors or the rise of pleasure that assailed her completely.

James asked her to look at him when he would make her cum. As hypnotized, she raised her head and looked at him with a misguided look. She had rosy cheeks of excitement and shining eyes. Her mouth, half open, let out her gasping breath. The vein of her neck was beating fast and the slight movement of her hips told the gentleman that she was close to climax.

The slow caresses he inflicted were a real torture for the woman who squirmed to accentuate the contact where she really needed it. She groans between pleasure and frustration. This slowness was infernal. Finally, with a furtive and unexpected caress of the tongue against her mouth, the gentleman made her swing towards ecstasy.

The lady’s body convulsed and she bent her back to increase the touch of the gentleman’s fingers on her. She sounded a sound close to a complaint as her eyes revolted with pleasure, her nails planted in the shoulders of her gigolo. James cuddled her tenderly, her face nestled in the hollow of his neck, as she picked up her breath and her intimate muscles were unfolding.

Her gigolo was waving his hand in the lady’s back, cuddling the woman. She still could not get over it. Certainly she had provoked him as she had rarely provoked a man, but she was astonished that he had complied with his desires and accepted what she asked of him.

He suspected, in the way she blushed and her uncertain approach, that she should not have had many sexual partners up to the level.

In fact, he began to realize that the fantasies she wrote in her email were those that remain secret and asleep in her mind.

She had probably never done anything out of the ordinary, and from her tone of indignation when he put her on her lap, she was not Those who sneak in the air with the first comer.

She sighed and let her head go back, offering herself to the kisses of the gentleman. A warm hand with a slightly calloused palm went under his pullover and wrapped a breast.

Under the lace, the small bud of flesh rose. His gigolo gently pinched the nipple between his thumb and forefinger, which snatched a soft moan from the lady, moaning that was immediately stifled by the mouth of her male escort.

The lady was on the point of losing all her means. Her gigolo caressed her breasts through her bra by kissing her without eagerness, but this approach made her completely crazy. She was usually a romantic person, a sweet dreamer … but now she only aspired to one thing: that he fuck her savagely!

With a nervous hand she followed the relief of the powerful erection imprisoned in the jean of her gigolo who grunted with satisfaction. Her gigolo left the lady’s lips for a moment, put her sweater over her head and then took the time to admire the panorama she offered him. The small breasts sheathed in red and black lace, tightly clasped together in the balconnet that married their shapes to perfection, were a pleasure for his eyes.

With a supple finger he pushed a sling and released one of the milky globes whose pale pink aureola appeared, surmounted by the little nipple hardly darker. A thrust of desire ignited the gentleman’s loins, which completely degraded the bra to better appreciate the treasure he discovered.

She had amazing breasts, he took them in the palm of his hands. They fit exactly into it. Her gigolo took the breasts in a cup and then leaned forward to kiss the tits one after the other. They instantly hardened under his tongue, he gently turned around the nipples, triggering a series of chills in the lady’s body. James licked, sucked, bite the little buds that swelled with desire.

The lady could not reply, but groaned in approval when the gentleman took the whole aureola of her breast in his mouth as he voluptuously pinched her nipples. When he finally left them, it was to force the woman to lie down on the sofa. James then tugged at her jean and slowly slid down her legs until he released it. The underwear she wore was matching to her bra. Small piece of red and black lace well indented beneath which was concealed the object of his covetousness.

The gentleman’s knees imprisoned the lady’s thighs, preventing any movement on her part. James straightened up a bit and pulled out his own sweater then unbuttoned his shirt.

When he was bare-chested, the gentleman resumed his amazing caresses while inserting one of his knees between the lady’s thighs, forcing her to pull them aside. The lady gasped as she felt the gentleman’s fingers stroking her through the thin lace as he continued to torture her breasts became hypersensitive.

She was about to beg him to fuck her when he gave up his chest to go down. The gentleman’s hands traced the curve of the lady’s hips and the underpants followed the path taken by the woman’s jean a little earlier.

His lips were lost in the honey-colored fleece of her clit. With a firm grip, the gentleman grabbed her knees and widely opened her legs before plunging his tongue into her fragrant delights. She had never known a lover who acted with such slowness. The tongue passed and passed along the reliefs of her intimacy, visiting each hem, every fold and folding up … in a sulky concert of groans.

The lady shouted, feverishly rippling beneath her mouth, which had been savagely torturing her for several minutes. Deciding that the game could now take a different turn, the gentleman finally granted his favors to the little pink button all inflated which begged to be freed from its tensions.

The orgasm was instantaneous and violent, but the gentleman stopped drinking at her source only when the spasms of that dazzling orgasm had ceased. James slipped gently back to her stomach, scattering kisses scarcely sketched on her burning skin, then brushed her nipples to her lips, and finished his way to the hollow of her neck, where he delighted at the pulsations of his pulse. The lady, her eyes closed, languid, tried to catch her breath.

The weight of the gentleman’s body against her drew a sigh of contentment. When he kissed her, sliding his tongue against her, a new wave of heat took hold of her.

She opened her eyes to discover that the gentleman’s eyes were almost black, his pupils completely dilated by desire.

James smirked, then sat up and held out a hand to the lady. She seized it without understanding and he dragged her to the kitchen.

James grabbed the woman by the waist and lifted her from the floor to the work surface. James placed himself between her thighs and kissed her tenderly.

Once again, she obeyed the instructions of the gentleman who slowly moved her to the edge of the counter. With one hand, he grabbed his rigid cock and rubbed it against the woman’s soaked pussy.

Her clit was still sensitive, and the lady could not stop a muffled groan. Her gigolo rummaged in the back pocket of his pants and pulled out a small metallic square. James tore the packaging and unrolled the condom on his cock.

The male escort of professional pleasure always had condoms with him. James encircled the woman’s waist and lifted her up from the counter.

James took a few steps into the kitchen and wedged her back against a wall. He then made her descend on him and impaled her very slowly on his big cock as hard as an iron bar. Centimeter by centimeter, he penetrated into the depths of his intimacy. She expired dully, feeling with acute acuity the slow and measured progression of the rigid limb in her.

Her gigolo supported her under the buttocks as he saw her sliding against the wall. He withdrew a little and plunged a little further. Slowly, he repeated these movements until he was totally in her. James kissed her again and the movements of his tongue in the lady’s mouth punctuated those of his cock, which came and went in a deliciously burning slide. She moaned with pleasure at the pace that he gave to his kicks. Ample and vigorous.

After a few minutes of this amazing treatment, and without withdrawing from it, the gentleman returned to the table where he stretched her and began to pound her while kneading her breasts.

Her gentleman told her that she was so hot around his cock. These simple words were sufficient to electrify the woman who groans more and more. The rubbing of their pubis excited her congested clit. James used her more and more quickly and more and more strongly, waving diabolically against her by supporting a cadence that snatched cries from her.

Her male escort accelerated the pace. James felt her contracting around him when orgasm was unleashed in her. She shouted his name, shaking her head from right to left like a hysterical fury as she bent like a possessed woman. Nothing more was needed to make him cum.

In a long groan close to a beast’s rumble, the gentleman reached the peaks of pleasure that shook him violently. Several minutes later he carefully withdrew from her and helped her to sit down. Framing his face between his hands, he contemplated the delicate face of the woman. His eyes shone.

Never, but never, even in her wildest fantasies, she would have thought she could live such a thing. Her male escort had given her so much pleasure that she had feared to faint with ecstasy. Orgasm, the real one, the one that made the body vibrate in its entirety, she had at last come to experience it.

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The Hyatt Regency Paris Etoile hotel

The lady and James exited the restaurant and entered the Hyatt Regency Paris Etoile hotel, her gentlemant leading her by the hand. Despite the fact that she wanted this, she was still nervous, and as they approached the elevator her heartbeat sped faster and faster until pure adrenaline raced through her veins.

She had no idea what was going to happen, no idea if this would change her life. She hoped not. But this desire had been building and there was no way she could turn back now. Later. The lady would worry about consequences later. We only live once…

Then they were in the elevator, standing on a swirling red carpet, and James was pushing floor 38. The door was closing and soon they’d be alone. But a hand shot between the elevator doors, pushing them back open. Her toe tapped an impatient beat as a crowd of people pushed their way inside. James inched closer to her, surrounded her. She was shaking.

Hurry up! she wanted to scream. But the fucking elevator seemed to be stopping at every floor. The two of them stood at the back of the mirrored elevator car, listening to the music. Her pussy throbbed. The lace of her bra teased her sensitive nipples. When she felt James’s fingers on her skin, she jumped. Her male escort smiled down at her.

She nodded. His touch burned a circle around her wrist. Her gigolo drew her hand behind her back. Seconds later James held both of her wrists, pressing them against the brass rail lining the back of the elevator.

Restrained. James’s grip was as solid as a metal handcuff. She glanced at James, who was smiling at her like the handsome devil he was. And she couldn’t say anything because there were two gray-haired women in front of them talking about the value of the buffets.

They stopped at another floor and one of the old ladies exited. Then there was just three of them. The remaining woman turned and smiled. The lady tried to return the gesture, but it must not have worked because the woman looked downright alarmed. As soon as the elevator doors opened the elderly woman bolted as fast as she can.

Turning toward her, James reached into the neckline of her dress, slid his fingers beneath her bra and brushed her nipple. She gasped as James’s grip on her wrists grew firmer. Her male escort pulled her arms tighter, straighter. Her gigolo leaned down and placed a soft kiss on her clavicle.

Biting her lip, she tried not to moan as James pulled her nipple between his fingers and pinched. The elevator continued to rise as James’s other hand moved over her lower body. She closed her eyes, trembling as his hand lightly skimmed her waist, her hips, her thigh. Her gigolo reached under her skirt to glide his fingertips over the elastic of her panties.

Finally his finger, his knuckle, so strong, so warm, was touching her, fingering her. She was so wet she was almost embarrassed. But that didn’t stop her from widening her stance a bit, urging him on. She bit harder on her lip before she begged him to finger-fuck her. Not yet. She wouldn’t beg yet.

The elevator stopped. James withdrew his hand from her panties, but did not release her wrists. With a firm hold Her gigolo directed her down the hallway, their footsteps silent on the thick carpet. Her male escort hadn’t straightened her panties; they were still twisted to the side. The discomfort rubbed at her hypersensitive flesh as they marched toward her room.

The hotel was huge, the hall seemed never ending. By the time they reached the door of the room she was in a daze, ready for anything. She wanted to come right there in the hallway. It would have been so easy for James to lift her up, push her against the wall and dry-fuck her. Even through his trousers, the feel of his cock against her sex would send her over the edge, she was sure of it.

But James was pulling a card out of his pocket and then they were inside. The minute the door shut, James released her, pushed her back against the heavy wood and slammed himself against her body. His mouth was on hers, his lips devouring her in a way that seemed primal, hungry. She responded by wrapping her hands around his neck and urging him deeper. Everything seemed to fade away under James’s touch.

His erection was rock hard and pushing at her thigh, just inches from where she wanted it. James pulled away and took a deep, ragged breath. James had her in his arms, was kissing her, directing her backward toward the bed. Her male escort followed her down onto the mattress, covering her body with his.

Her pulse beat a steady rhythm in her ears as her gigolo tugged the fabric up over her hips. James lifting her dress over her breasts, her shoulders, taking her nipple into his mouth through the lace of her bra. But as he pulled her dress over her head, she thought back to previous lovers and realized she’d never felt so at ease, so comfortable. So excited. She wanted him. She wanted to be filled by him.

Leaning over her, James kissed her rib cage, his soft lips tickling her skin. He went lower to her panties, pulled them down her thighs, her calves, over the black pumps. He threw the scrap of silk onto the floor. Shivering, she locked her gaze on James’s. James spread her legs wide, opening her.

She jumped when she felt his fingers on her damp flesh, exploring her pussy lips. Instinctively, she wanted to close her eyes, but James would not release her from his stare. She began to squirm as James stroked her secret garden, played with her until she was bucking against him, gasping. Then he was sliding his fingertips across her sex to the part of her body that was begging to be filled.

She wanted him to fuck her, to ram his fingers into her as James watched. But she bit her lip, quivering as she held back. She wanted to plead, but she wasn’t there; she couldn’t let go like that. Not yet.

But she was so close. She was losing herself to James’s touch and her skin burned under James’s gaze. Sensation overwhelmed her, possessed her. When James tapped her secret garden with a flick of his finger she writhed on the bed, kicked out her legs, silently begged him to put his mouth there.

James didn’t. He flicked her again, a prick of pain that she welcomed. She took her breasts in her hands, pinched her own nipples. James’s eyes went dark. Finally James put his warm mouth to her needy secret garden, licking and sucking until her head swam from pleasure. She had to tear her eyes off James as she moaned. She was cumming right there.

The lady grabbed her knees, spread her legs wide, as wide as she could. She came with a guttural scream, her entire body shattering nerve by nerve. James didn’t let her go until her breathing had slowed. When she opened her eyes she found him staring at her. If she thought they looked hungry earlier, it was nothing compared to now. Now her male escort wanted to devour her. She understood his need. Spasms still shook the very center of her, and this was just the beginning of a crazy night of sex with this amazing male companion in Paris.

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Guiding women to orgasm

My goal is to guide you in order to get the best orgasm of your life.

The truth is every healthy woman is capable of multiple full body orgasms

Sadly most women will never reach their full orgasmic potential

-Around 29% of women have never had an orgasm at all

-Around 70% report never having an orgasm during sex

-Only 20% of women have experienced a vaginal orgasm (deeper orgasm than clitoral orgasm)

There are a number of reasons for this but the biggest is lack of knowledge and understanding of how it works

Very few people realize this but guiding a woman to orgasm requires leading both her mind and body

What I’m about to teach you is not just about having more techniques to use in the bedroom, it’s about understanding how a woman’s body and mind come together to give her an orgasm. Having this understanding will give you a lifetime of experimentation and incredible sexual experiences.

I want to teach you how to have an orgasm and also multiple orgasms.