mauricetherapy

Dear Maurice,

Mine is not a long winded story. I just need to give you some feedback on the technique you showed me at the session regarding giving my man a blow job. I actually thought you were making stuff up at one point until I saw my man’s reaction when I tried out the warm wet towel on his penis. He liked the feeling of warmth as you had said, and before all this happened I had told him to come home with an open mind because there was a surprise for him, as you instructed to prepare him mentally I also told him that it was sexual in nature and he should relax and let me take control of the night. I told him it was our first role play act where I would be the dominant one. He responded so well. When he got home that Friday night at 7pm he found that the kids and house help were out of sight. He was pleasantly surprised that I had let go of the kids.

I reminded him that I was in control. We then sat down and had some rum together. I do not know why but rum just get me in the mood. Still in the sitting room after our 3nd glass I told him we should undress and he was so quick that I had to slow him down so that we could undress each other in a sexy manner. I then majestically walked into our kitchen with my ass swaying ‘left to right’ the way he likes it and came back with the face towel soaked in a bowl of warm water. As soon as I placed the rinsed warm towel around his penis I could see his facial expression which was more or less grateful for the introduced warmth. This night was all about my man. I proceeded to rub his shaft with the warm towel and as I made my strokes he was curious to know where I had gotten the idea from and what he had done to deserve this treat. In my own sexy voice I told him that I should have been doing this often and that shut him up. I asked him several times how he was feeling and within minutes he seemed to have drifted away into a World of pleasure. His eyes were all over the place as he tilted his head backwards as a sign of pure ecstasy. At this point I was applying the twirl motion, from the rim of his shaft to the bottom and back up again. He was clearly feeling the motions of my hand because he began to moan and groan. His manly groans were turning me on, it was difficult to keep from mounting him but I held back my selfish intent and continued to pleasure him. About 15 minutes into my hand job I removed the towel and placed my lips around his penis head, from his sudden knee jerk reaction I knew the sensations were intensifying. I sucked him from top to bottom, generously lubricating with my saliva. He was sat on the couch and I was kneeling, his penis was facing me and I positioned it with slight pressure downwards and it got so hard as I continued the hand and sucking motion he said ‘faster’ so I increased the tempo, his moans and breathing grew more intense, stroke after stroke after stroke he finally let me know that he was near climaxing as I widened my mouth to receive his load. It was warm and tangy I must admit but I enjoyed seeing my man satisfied. I had given him blow jobs before but never was the mood and setting as thrilling. I guess it had a lot to do with our mind set, that evening was more about having fun rather than having sex for the sake of having sex which is usually the case many a times. I am no spring chicken but I felt youthful. I actually felt naughty and sexy. When he was my boyfriend he always called me his bedroom bitch. I wish we hadn’t lost that open sexual connection. But as you said it is never too late if we are both in it.

My husband and I after 11 years of marriage still love each other dearly and we try to keep the sex going but I guess we were doing it as part of our weekly chore which diluted the essence of love making, and as you said love making is not just about intercourse but about wanting to explore how to pleasure your partner in more ways than one. He has already hinted that he wants more of those nights just the two of us.

All I can say is my husband enjoyed every bit of it and I think apart from stating how great it was he also showed me his appreciation by spooning me and holding me tight till dawn upon which I woke him up for some morning delight. It was bliss.