[Reluctant] My Physical Therapist

[jimmybob69]

Originally Posted by delt

I have had a very similar experience although my lady therapist was older. She knew what she was doing and I kept apologizing for my erection. She finally asked if it was uncomfortable inside the jock strap I had been told to wear to the therapy. I said yes that the erection was being caused partly by rubbing against the elastic material so she offered to remove it, and did so, releasing my very normal sized hard-on but it was throbbing. She said she appreciated my apologies but the erection is a normal reaction and I should not be nervous or ashamed. I enjoyed her looking at it ---maybe she doesn't see them every day. When I rolled over onto my stomach, she did the anal digital penetration but occasionally would take a moment to rub off the excess oil which had run onto my thighs and between my legs to my balls and shaft. It was worth the modest discomfort to be felt up.

On my second visit, after I had been erect for a while, she offered to leave me alone to take care of it, but I said I was ok.

On my fourth visit, the BEST and most memorable, things were going normally but I was nude since I had been in prior visits, lying on my back as she rubbed the lower belly just above my erection. She had a habit of shaking the bottle of this thick warm oil she was using up and down. In this wonderful one time event, the top on the squirt bottle fell off and the entire bottle of warm goo poured onto my cock and balls, soaking my dense pubic hair. She looked shocked and quickly put a towel under me and began soaking up the oil with another. Once the larger pools of goo were gone, she began to rub the remaining thick layer into my skin starting with my thighs and then upward. She expertly rubbed my balls over and over, commenting on how this oil was really good for my skin. Then she started on my very erect cock. How many ways can you rub oil into a penis?? She was going up and down and I was quickly feeling the need to ejaculate. I looked at her and she asked if something was wrong and I apologized just as the first jet of cum shot out. She pulled back and I pleaded "NO, please don't stop now!!" and she grabbed it and drained it through a few more, decreasing in volume, ejaculations. She quickly said that was not supposed to happen and not to expect it again. I was feeling great. Part of the thrill was this was NOT supposed to happen.

On my fifth and final visit, I noticed her checking the oil bottle to make sure the top was on tight. I kidded her that I would like to loosen the bottle top if she would let me but she said she was embarrassed at what occurred and against all the rules. I asked in her decades of experience if it had ever happened before----and she said some younger men ejaculate hands-free with the digital anal massage, but she had never used her hands to that result.

She was a very nice, very professional lady. From her reaction and our conversation, I decided a blowjob was not on the menu.

I love this story because there was nothing planned and it just happened. I have found some of the best times in my life are unplanned. I also love the fact that she went back to stroking you after she pulled away when you started to ejaculate. She was as shocked as you were and was not thinking right. Her professional training would have told her not to go back to stroking you but she was taken up by the moment and finished you off. I would love something like this to happen to me but I guess I would have to start getting massages first . :-)
Great Story

[Just Beal]

A couple years ago I paid my chiropractor a visit. They're 2 30'ish lady business partners. One is kind of plain average looking that I'm not attracted to. The other, Jamie, is a hard body fit attractive woman. 2 young kids, slender (like i like'em) body. So one day she is setting me up for an adjustment where I am laying on my back and her fist is positioned between my shoulder blades. She brings both of my arms up so each hand is almost touching the opposite shoulder and my elbows are together in front of me. The manoeuvre is she bends down over me places a hand over my elbows and pushes down with her sternum against the back of her hand to crack my vertebrae. So this time I feel a little off centre and in trying to move a little my left arm swings up as she is starting to lean over me. In doing so I accidentally cupped her breast for 1/4 of a second. I didn't squeeze or close my hand at all but the shape and size of her breast fit my hand nicely I must say. I think it surprised me as much as it surprised me. Neither of us said any thing but she seemed a little guarded on my next couple visits.

[intotheblue]

Your story gave me courage to post about something that happened to me recently.

I had been passing kidney stones due to what it turns out later was too much energy drink and not enough water. Other than that I'm a healthy male.

I was at work when one hit me. I stumbled into the office bathroom and realized it wasn't going to pass so I took off for the emergency room. Once I got there I was hooked up on an IV with a nurse that had treated me for a previous stone.

She was fairly attractive with blonde hair and a tint of gray. She was of average height with very supple breasts that were hid well under her hospital clothing and smock. We had joked before during my previous visit to the emergency room so she was surprised to see me again. I was given a hospital gown that I quickly threw on and plopped down on the bed in agony.

Unlike the other stones this one was different. I felt as if it was nearly passed as the pain was more in my groin than in my lower back where typically you feel the pain.

After some time with the IV and morphine drip I wasn't making any progress so she and another nurse with a doctor decided I needed a catheter stuck in to fill my bladder to see if it might dislodge.

The morphine was knocking the pain down but I was still very uncomfortable so I said "sure fine let's do it."

Opening the gown she saw my acorn of a penis cowering from the pain. Typically I'm much larger down there but this wasn't a typical day. I saw her shake her head with a slight frown and turn her back. There was no way she could fit the catheter in with my current state.

She turned away and opened something up and then faced me and with her index and middle finger swiped some cool, clear gel across from the base of my penis to the tip. Instantly I felt a cool sensation and my penis elongated to its typical length. She then grasp my penis and looked at me and indicated she wanted to move the catheter up and down inside my cock to see if the stone would dislodge. I nodded and laid back.

Her left hand was around my cock with her fingers under the head and along the most sensitive spot. I know I wasn't hard but as she started moving the catheter up and down I quickly and I mean very quickly felt that familiar sensation of being sexually aroused. This entire incident lasted maybe less than a minute but for some unknown reason I orgasmed in her hand with rather mild contractions. I could feel how wet my penis had gotten. I could also see her looking down at it.

I laid there with nothing else to do as she finally let the catheter settle in. Shortly afterward my wife stopped in and my nurse mentioned that I was being taken care of.

As the catheter was pulled out I felt her carefully wipe away the gel and my own juices. My pain eventually went away and I returned home.

[patrourke]

Back in college my friend told me about a hairdressing salon he'd just been to. He was in awe of some beauty named Sonia. So I went to the salon and got assigned to Michelle, a short redhead who was really great to chat with and she became my "regular" for the next six months. I saw Sonia, 5' 11", blonde and a part-time model as well as a hairdresser but she was very aloof and I was happy with the haircuts from Michelle.

One summer day I went in and asked for Michelle but she wasn't available. But Sonia was ... wearing tiny skin-tight black & white striped shorts to show off legs that went all the way up. She was fully made up with big red lips and in an unusually happy mood as she started on the haircut. After a few minutes I noticed she was leaning on me as she worked on my hair. Her pubis was pressing into my right arm, just above the elbow, and she moved her barely-covered mound around a little, back & forth, up & down, left & right as she trimmed. I remember the warmth coming from her body and the yielding feeling as she slowly ground in. She noticed how I was getting flushed and breathing a bit harder. She gave me a big smile and kept going.

Just then I noticed who was in the chair next to me, on the other side of Sonia. It was Michelle, getting a color put in and giving me the dirtiest look you would ever want to see from a woman. People, betraying your hairdresser can feel as bad as doing it to your girlfriend. I instinctively moved my arm away and that was the end of Sonia's interest. And it was a terrible haircut. I never went back :-(