Some Guided Stroking Is Better Than Masturbating Alone!

A guided stroking session is quite popular.

I used to date a man who went away on a lot of business trips. We would go weeks without seeing one another in person. So we started to have phone sex when he’d be away. He’d shared with me that he enjoyed the woman taking control, and that wasn’t a problem with me. Then one night when we were having one of our sexy calls, he asked if anyone had tried it with me. He wondered if I’d ever let a man guide me as I masturbated and I said no. I was always the one doing the guided stroking. He asked if I’d be open to trying it. I was a bit reluctant since I was used to doing the guiding. He convinced me to try it though.

I only wished I’d tried it before. You really need the right person. If you don’t, you simply are not going to want to relinquish the control that way. So you just don’t want to do it. I trusted him though, and of course, I could stop at any time if I didn’t care for it. His guided stroking was honestly excellent. I don’t know where he learned to talk that way, but he sure knew how to handle me. He enjoyed teasing me and making me come so close to cumming, then stopping. He’d build me up and up and up, then say, hands off that pussy. Then we’d just chit-chat for a while as I calmed down, then it was back to working that clit like a pro.

I had never been on the other side of guided stroking.

I really had no idea it could be so pleasurable to surrender to someone this way. Following their guided stroking instructions and not just doing it as you normally would. After that first time, I now understood why guys like it so much. I don’t recall my pussy ever being so wet as that night when I first allowed him to do this to me. He had me lightly rake my nails over my pussy lips, teasing myself. I wasn’t allowed to dip them inside or touch my clit. Just ultra gentle teasing and outside of the lips only. I was soon so moist, my cunt lips were opening like a blooming flower. They literally ached to be touched firmly and purposefully.

It seemed like ages before he let me touch so much as a fingertip to my swollen clit. It was slippery from my copious wetness. He had me circle it every so gently. It was so gentle, I was afraid I was going to have a ruined orgasm. He wouldn’t allow that, however, he wanted me to have a full release of pleasure. He told me to rub my clit up and down, smearing my wetness all over myself. Bucking my hips up, fucking my hand as he guided me. Fuck, it was hot! I always loved his voice in my ear when we were having sex in person. So over the phone, guided stroking was just as good for me.

He could be dominant, and he was stroking himself at the same time as I was.

I gave him some guided masturbation during the short breaks he told me to stop touching myself. We went back and forth and it was one of the most sensual conversations we’d ever had. I knew without a doubt I could get him to explode. He’d instruct me to move my fingers this way or that. How fast, how slow, how gentle, how firm. I was going wild. Certainly, no com male brothel, but when I was finally at the stage where I was begging him to let me cum, I was quivering. Teetering on that edge of the guided stroking and he told me to cum. I could almost cum on demand for him. It was an extremely powerful orgasm for me. He didn’t let me rest but a few minutes.

He was then commanding me to work those fingers harder and faster and make myself cum, over and over. I nearly fainted from having five orgasms in twenty minutes. He seemed to feel a tremendous sense of satisfaction that he’d given me this guided stroking session. Indeed, no other man had done so before.

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