Sexual Healing Fuck with a Stranger! Oh, What a Night!

A sexual healing fuck is what you need to make friends with ME! I’ll give it to you straight, no chaser! I decided that a class should be taught on the subject. And so it began. I knew I needed a space for the classes. Not space for people to sit. But, lots of space for all the delicious things that are the by-products of a proper fucking experience. I found a storefront in the center of town and started advertising.

I was less shocked but, more excited, and pussy dripping wet when I saw the responses listed by the young girl I had hired to schedule. When I heard of the overwhelming outcry from husbands about wives, wives about husbands, & significant others of ALL sorts!

Do You Need a Sexual Healing Fuck?

That first class will always be special to me. I watched as they filed in; making mental notes of the usual things, nice lips, gorgeous face, perky tits, big hands, and cocks. You know, the normal sexual healing fuck things. Giggle. They filed making themselves comfortable on the plush, overstuffed sofas I had brought in to make the space look more like a living room than a rented spot. An assortment of chandeliers and individual candles did their part as well. The fully stocked bar in the corner? Yeah, it helped too. A little liquor to loosen things up, shall we say?

But, to my surprise, there was a nice assortment of sexual healing fuck singles in the mix too. I guess someone along the way had complained about their lack of sexual prowess. Hmmm. That can be a problem!  I turned on some smooth jazz and sat in my queen’s chair.  Okay, so some would call it a throne. Heehee. I sat, one leg draped lazily over an arm, and stared. No. Not some blank stare into nothingness. I stared into their souls. A drunken gaze, filled with desire and mixed with lust for a healing fuck.

Time to Fuck…

They took turns squirming in their seats as I shifted my gaze from person to person. I could feel their willingness to succumb, to retreat within their basest fears of belonging to another completely. The mix of music & candles has an aroma, sort of like pheromones floating on the still night’s air. Damn it! Should have gone darker on the upholstery fabrics for this sexual healing fuck. So much moisture spilling out over it. There’s no such thing as too wet! LOL

I led the first unaccompanied woman to a single man. As instructed, he took his left hand, sliding it underneath her skirt as the moans of pure pleasure escaped her lips. His hand moved on her pussy in earnest. But, as I had instructed her, she stopped his hasty entry, pulled back just enough to encourage, instead of thwarting his efforts. See how a sexual healing fuck works?

Your Healing Fuck Is Near.

So, needing that sexual healing fuck; she slid the tip of her tongue along his bottom, then top lip slowly, purposefully. She looked into his eyes, reading the need in him. Slipping her hand to the base of his dick and moved it slowly. Her eyes, now at half-mast, spoke of pure sex, but also longing.  Another small moan…and her hand had a singular purpose. A sexual healing fuck. Moving it, soft and warm along his shaft, where a bead of pre-cum had started to drip.

She hungrily moved onto his lap, clutching his head and face with both hands and…made sweet, sensual love to his mouth. Her teeth, lightly grazing his skin. And more gentle licks. Then, his hands traced circular patterns over her tits and nipples. Moreover, her pussy traced patterns, along his dick; he let out a final moan. Ah, the sexual healing fuck!

He was embarrassed but satisfied. He hadn’t cum so hard in 20 years! The pleasure he derived from a stranger whose name he couldn’t remember if he tried. So, the lesson? But, sex with a stranger is not about technique. However, It’s about succumbing to passion through a sexual healing fuck with phone sex!

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