The Unexpected Encounter :

The Unexpected Encounter


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I am a 28-year-old housewife with a husband and children.
I don't have any particular dissatisfaction with my married life, but recently, a certain encounter has caused a significant change in my feelings...
It happened last month.
It was the day we played tennis with friends.
I have had chronic back pain for several years, and I usually manage it with patches, but that day it was particularly painful.
Being out of shape, I had muscle pain all over my body and decided to go to an acupuncture and massage clinic.
A friend made a reservation for me at a place she recommended.
It was 8:30 PM, so I didn't have time to go home and change.
That day, I was wearing a small black thong under my underskirt, and I wanted to change, but I thought no one would see my underwear.

The practitioner was an elderly man with impaired vision, but he wasn't completely blind; he just couldn't see far.
After a brief consultation, I was told to undress to my underwear, and although I was hesitant, I complied.
I was worried that my thong wouldn't cover enough, and I tried to remember when I last shaved.
The massage felt very good.
I was told to lie on my side on the treatment bed, and the massage continued from my arms to my shoulders, neck, back, and waist.
When I explained my back pain symptoms, he said, "Let's use needles later," and I agreed.
"We'll use electricity, so metal objects are a problem. I'll remove your bra, so please lift your back," he said.
I couldn't resist at this point, so I was embarrassed but let him unhook my bra, exposing my chest to him.
Then I was told to lie on my back.
My chest is an E cup, which my friends envy.
My nipples were already erect as if expecting something.
I closed my eyes in embarrassment, trying not to look at his face.
Leather belts were attached to my wrists and waist for traction, and my hands were fixed above my head, with weights attached to the belt from my waist, making my body feel pulled up and down.
I couldn't move because of the traction.
"I'll disinfect now," he said, suddenly pulling down my shorts, exposing my pubic hair.
He carefully wiped from my stomach to my lower abdomen and around my pubic hair with a cotton ball soaked in disinfectant, then said, "This is in the way too," and quickly removed my shorts, leaving me completely naked.
My legs were spread apart to pass the two ropes with weights between them, exposing my private parts.
While naked, he massaged from my stomach to my lower abdomen and around my pubic hair, and when he strongly pressed the area around the base of my legs, my private parts were pulled open, making me feel extremely embarrassed.
For some reason, he also inserted needles around my breasts.
He didn't touch my nipples but massaged my breasts.
Then things took a turn.
He inserted needles from my stomach to my lower abdomen and around my pubic hair, and even at the base of my legs, his face came close to my open private parts.
(Oh, please don't look so closely!)
I was praying.
By that time, I was already feeling a bit aroused, and I could tell I was getting wet.
Then I was turned face down and had needles inserted from my waist to the base of my legs, and my body reacted involuntarily, making me moan.
When electricity was applied to the needles around my pubic hair and the base of my legs, my private parts twitched.
The sensitive areas started to spasm, and an uncontrollable tingling pleasure began to overwhelm me!
It felt like my entire private area was being touched rhythmically from deep inside...
(Oh... no... I can't take any more!)
I tried to resist in my mind, but it was no use.
Soon, sharp pleasure began to surge through my body...
The small waves gradually grew larger...
I covered my mouth with my hand, desperately trying to stifle my voice.
But my breathing only became more erratic...
I could clearly feel my private parts and my entire body heating up.
The massage continued, and my legs were thrown off the bed, unable to return to their original position because of the ropes.
I was forced to spread my legs wide on the bed, and the practitioner used both thumbs to open my private parts, exposing everything.
When the electricity was turned up a notch, intense pleasure spread from inside me to my entire body.
When his fingers touched my clitoris from behind, I arched my back and cried out.
His fingers moved inside me.
"No! That's good! Amazing!! Oh, oh, oh! I'm going to come, I'm going to come a lot!"
I reached climax after climax.
Losing control, I couldn't hold back anymore, uttering incoherent words and making lewd sounds.
"No! There, good! Amazing!! Oh, oh, oh! No, I'm going crazy!! Ah... ah... it feels... oh... there... more... ah..."
The practitioner saw everything, my intense pleasure, my spasming private parts, and the juices flowing uncontrollably.
Wrapped in intense pleasure, I was overwhelmed by wave after wave...
"Noooo... I'm coming... I'm coming... I'm coming... oh... oh... oh...!!!"
A massive wave hit me, lifting my back off the bed, and I climaxed intensely.
Even after climaxing, the electricity continued, and I was forced into another intense pleasure, my body becoming more sensitive and experiencing wave after wave.
"Oh... no... oh, it's still... good... oh... oh, hot! Hot! Ah! No! I'm coming again! Oh! Oh! I'm coming! I'm coming!! Ah!!"
I was brought to climax multiple times.
The intense pleasure continued without rest...
Forgetting my shame
I soaked the bed with my juices...
My lewd self...
The practitioner saw everything...
If he had taken advantage of me in that state, I would have accepted it without resistance...
Do you wonder why that didn't happen?
It was because of the needles inserted around my private parts.
When I came to, I was drooling from my mouth and private parts, having fainted on the bed.
The practitioner gently and carefully wiped the sweat and fluids from my body.
Since then, whenever I feel overwhelmed by my mature body, I go to the practitioner for treatment.



An explorer of intimate connections, weaving tales of deep human emotion. Passionate about dance and theater, lives in a vibrant urban loft.

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