Embrace a New You in Tokyo: The Benefits of Sensual Massage for Women
My name is Arashima, a Japanese therapist offering free sensual massage sessions for women in Tokyo. Through my volunteer service, I aim to provide a safe, calming, and satisfying experience for women seeking relief and connection.
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There are many women in the world who are struggling with how to release their own sexual desires. and I offer Sensual Massage sessions to these women who ask me to relieve their sexual desires in Tokyo.
Before the session, clients are generally nervous, but by the end of the session, they are happy and smiling, which makes me happy and very rewarding.
The benefits to women of receiving a Sensual Massage are not only that it makes them feel good sexually, but also that it helps them to polish themselves up for a happier life.
It can change your mindset, whether it is to work out at the gym because you have to undress in front of men, to dress up because you want to be thought of as a nice woman, or to work or study hard until then because you want to see him again.
It is also said that by releasing your libido, your daily stress will be reduced and your skin will become more beautiful due to the effect of female hormones, which will have a positive effect on you.
There are other men offering Sensual Massage services for women in Tokyo.
If you are at all interested in a Sensual Massage session, I encourage you to be brave and take the first step!
Now, I am going to write about my experience with one woman.
Why Women Return for Sensual Massage Sessions in Tokyo
Recently, I received a message from a woman.
“Hi Arashima san. How are you? I will be traveling to Tokyo late next month. If you have time, I would love to have another Sensual Massage session with you.”
I don’t mean to be rude, but, to be honest, my first thought was, “Who is she?”
However, after reading over my Gmail history with this woman, I was able to remember who she was.
She was a young, tall Asian woman who I had met and had a Sensual Massage session with about a year ago.
She was 27 years old, Korean, and her name was Yujin. (It’s a pseudonym.)
At the time, Yujin had very little sexual experience, but she had always had a sexual fantasy about receiving sensual massage from a man after watching porn videos, and she had the courage to send me a message before her trip to Japan, which is how we met.
I remember very well that when I met her for a Sensual Massage session, she was very nervous and spoke very little at first, but eventually had a screaming orgasm.
As a side note, there are many women from overseas who like my sessions and become repeat clients.
I have another day job, so I have so many repeat clients that it is sometimes difficult for me to find time to meet with them.
The reasons why women like my services are is not because I am handsome like an actor or funny like a comedian.
Nor do I have a magical technique that brings 100% of all women to orgasm.
I am a typical Japanese man in his late 30s.
If anything, I think I am a beta male.
I think the reason why I have so many repeat clients from abroad is because I respect women and try to do exactly what they want.
And I think it is because in their home countries, women have difficulty finding trustworthy men whom they can trust to relieve their sexual desires without anxiety, and because the service of a one-sided male giving sexual pleasure is very valuable to women.
As a Male Therapist, I am professional and try to give pleasure to women from the beginning to the end with all my heart.
Basically, I don’t even get naked, and I don’t ask for anything in return.
This kind of service for women is very rare in the world, and I think Japan is the only country in the world where it is safe and legal to do so.
Because of this service, female clients may think, “You made me feel so good, but do I really have to do nothing for you?” And “it’s really free?” After the session, women who have enjoyed the sexual pleasure are surprised and want to make another appointment.
I am happy that they become my repeat clients, as it gives me confidence in my services.
I will continue to work hard on this service to make women happy!
Now, please enjoy my experience of meeting a Korean woman again and giving her a Sensual Massage.
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Tokyo Love Hotels: The Perfect Setting for Sensual Reunions
I was told by Yujin to come to Shinjuku, Tokyo and I was walking through the crowd.
The time was around 7 p.m. and Shinjuku was crowded with people of all races, ages, and genders.
I was excited to meet her, but at the same time I was a little nervous because it had been a year since I had seen her.
The meeting place was in front of the entrance of a certain department store near Shinjuku Station.
I walked around remembering what kind of woman she was like the last time we met, and after a while, the meeting place came into view.
Unlike Japanese people of average short stature, I could easily spot her because she was tall with a small face like a fashion model.
When we were about five meters apart, she noticed me and she laughed, her expression softening.
“It’s been a while!”
“Long time no see, how have you been?”
She was wearing tight blue jeans and a black jacket, and she was very attractive with long black hair that was slightly wavy and a pair of slit eyes.
We walked together, me taking care of the heavy suitcase she was carrying.
We were going to a love hotel together.
The hotel where she was staying was a capsule hotel, which is very small and can only accommodate one person, and therefore, I could not give her a massage there.
A love hotel is a hotel where couples or married couples can rest or stay overnight without a reservation for sexual intercourse, and it is the best place for a Sensual Massage because the beds are spacious and the rooms are soundproof.
The decor is different from that of ordinary hotels, and there are rooms with various themes, such as fancy, exotic, and girly, so if you are traveling to Japan with your boyfriend, it would be a good idea to go there at least once.
“I think I might be more nervous than the last time we met.” she said with a laugh.
We had a sexual relationship the last time we had a Sensual Massage session, and when we parted, we were as close as if we were lovers, but the year-long gap in time seems to have created a bit of distance between us.
We arrived at a love hotel after some ice-breaking chat about how she had been spending her time lately and whether she had found a boyfriend since then.
She paid at the reception desk and we headed to our room.
The room was spacious and clean because she had chosen a more expensive room.
From Relaxation to Intimacy: A Professional Sensual Massage Journey
She seemed to like the room and said, “It looks nice.”
We sat next to each other on the sofa, wondering how we could get closer to her.
Although we are not lovers, but just a Male Therapist and client, this massage session would not be possible without the trust of the woman who says, “I can trust this man to make me feel comfortable” and “He will make me feel good.”
We were not meeting for the first time, though, so it didn’t take long for her nervousness to dissipate and our hearts to close.
As we talked about trivial things, she laughed a lot, we touched each other, and we grew closer.
We didn’t have much time left, so we decided to take a shower.
Many love hotels have large bathtubs and bathrooms, so I suggested we go in together and I would wash her body, but she said she was embarrassed and we took showers separately.
I had seen her naked a year before, but she was still embarrassed to be seen.
I took a shower first and she took a shower in turn.
She came out of the bathroom wearing a brown bathrobe and her long hair was tied up on top, making her look even sexier.
I beckoned her to come to bed, and she sat down smiling.
I dimmed the room and played some background piano music to help her relax.
Ready for a massage session, I went behind her to remove her bathrobe and smelled the floral scent of body soap coming from her.
I couldn’t help but think how good she smelled, and when I hugged her from behind and brought our cheeks together, she looked at me, laughed, and kissed me on the cheek.
She was so nervous the first time we met a year ago that she couldn’t afford to do that, but I guess that means we’ve gotten used to each other a little more, and we’re getting closer.
I was tempted to continue to pleasure her sexually, starting with kissing her neck, but it was also important to take the first step of relaxing her with an Aromatherapy Massage to help her relax and unwind her whole body.
I laid her face down on the soft bed.
Even with the towel on her body, her slender body line was emphasized, and I could not help but admire it.
I slowly touched her legs with one hand and her back with the other, as if to check the texture of her white skin.
Yes, I remembered, she had such smooth skin that I wondered if she had any unwanted hair at all.
If the client trusts me, even a light touch with no pressure is enough to make the client feel calm and relaxed.
After touching her body, I took massage oil and applied it to her legs.
Her legs were so delicate and white that they would have blue bruises if I applied too much pressure.
I massaged them carefully, applying pressure but touching something important.
From her ankles, I massaged her calves, thighs, and tight buttocks, wrapping my hands firmly around them.
The massage reminded me of the differences in body shape, muscle mass, and fat distribution between Japanese and Caucasians, blacks, and even East Asians.
Next, to massage the upper body, the towel was shifted down to expose the back.
To relieve the stiffness, I massaged her back using my elbows as well as my palms.
She giggled and laughed, as if her sides were ticklish, and sometimes the atmosphere became more friendly.
I sometimes tickle her to make her laugh, because it also helps to relieve tension in women.
After relieving stiffness in her back and shoulders, I asked her to lie on her back and massaged her again, starting from her legs.
I massaged from her ankles to the base of her legs with my palms.
The base of the leg is close to the private parts, and I dared to move slowly because I could make her nervous that she might be touched.
I still did not touch her private parts directly, but sometimes I would touch her pubic hair with my little finger.
Not only to get her to relax, but also to gradually build up her anticipation of sexual things.
Her request was that she wanted to feel erotic, starting with a normal massage at first, as in porn videos, and then gradually having her body made slippery with oil and finally having a Sensual Massage done by a Male Therapist.
Not with my mouth, but only with my hands.
As it was, the massage moved on to the upper body.
Exploring Body and Mind: A Detailed Erotic Massage Session
I would let my hands slip under the towel and touch her stomach, collarbone, and arms. Occasionally, I gave her a delicate touch, like touching her with a feather, and she jerked her body.
I didn’t touch her breasts yet.
I pretended to touch them, make her nervous, and dare to pass by.
Before long she became silent and seemed to be growing more tense.
Her breathing was also a little raspy.
With her approval, I stripped the towel off her body and stripped her completely naked. She pretended to cover her breasts and private parts with both hands, laughing and a little embarrassed.
Her body was covered with oil and slippery all over, which was very erotic.
I decided to do something different from our previous session and told her to get up and go to the bathroom.
I stood her in front of the mirror so that I could see her naked body, and I stood behind her and put my arms around her body.
The mirror showed her naked body, sensuously shiny with massage oil, and me standing behind her, holding her naked body.
I touched her breasts from behind, cupping them in my hands and moving them slowly in a circular motion with my fingertips.
Then she clutched my arms tightly as if enduring the sexual pleasure.
Looking in the mirror, I could visually feel that we were now doing something so erotic.
She tried to look away from the mirror, perhaps out of embarrassment, so I whispered in her ear to observe properly.
I let her observe so that she would know that she was being touched by a man in a sexual area, whether she wanted to deny it or not.
It is a play that makes women feel shame, so they may like it or not, but since she was more masochistic and I knew her proclivities, I knew it would arouse her more.
I gave her a sexual massage with a touch of my fingertips that was like touching with a feather.
I let my fingertips crawl slowly over the backs of her knees and thighs, her flanks and collarbones, so slowly that she couldn’t tell if I was moving.
Even seemingly ticklish areas can be made sexually pleasurable if the woman’s mind is dominated by eroticism.
I knew her sexual zones from our previous sexual massage session, and like many women, she was particularly sensitive to the back, breasts, and nipples.
Whenever her body was about to collapse from the sexual pleasure, I supported her from behind in the form of a hug and reminded her to stand up properly.
I was also sexually aroused, and my hardening dick was touching her ass through my underwear.
Every time my fingertips touched her sensitive areas, her sensual moans echoed through the bathroom.
I moved my fingertips from her breasts to lower and lower parts of her body, passing her stomach and pubic hair, and then to private parts.
When I touched her crotch, it was so wet that my finger seemed to go straight inside, and when I slowly removed it from there, a clear string of it went parabolic.
She whispered in an impatient voice, “Please don’t stop, touch me more.”
We went back to the bed and I laid her on her back again.
I knew what she wanted after being teased so much.
She wanted me to touch her wet vagina and insert my finger inside.
When I put my middle finger on her vagina, she moved her hips up and down and pressed it against my finger, as if she wanted more sexual pleasure.
I was still touching her vagina and playing with her breast with my other hand to make her impatient.
It was very enjoyable and sexually arousing to play with her body as I pleased, watching her pleasurable reactions from above.
The contrast between her pure white skin and dark pubic hair was a bit artistic, her legs were long and her stomach was nipped like a K-pop idol, and even though her breasts were not big, the shape and color of her nipples were very beautiful.
I dared not touch her nipples, but touched her breasts with my fingertips in a circular motion, and she frowned, and then jerked her body when I pinched her nipples gently.
As I touched her, I could see more and more love juice coming out of her vagina.
I wanted her to feel greater sexual pleasure by now.
I pressed my middle finger against her vagina a little and it slowly entered her vagina as if it was being sucked in.
At the same time, the volume of her moaning rose to a higher level.
Her vagina was very warm, and as is often the case with inexperienced women, it was so narrow that my fingers were constricted.
I continued to press the walls of her vagina with my middle finger as if I was trying to find out where she felt good.
She grabbed my arm tightly and arched her back as if she was enduring sexual pleasure.
If I had done some foreplay before I put my finger into her vagina, I could have given her enough sexual pleasure just by giving her slow pressure without moving my finger as hard as in a porn video.
Her body was sweating, her body was getting stronger and gradually harder.
Looking at her sexy face, I couldn’t help but want to kiss her and touch her vagina, but she wanted a session using only my hands, so I didn’t kiss her.
Her breathing became more and more intense.
I also touched her clitoris with my other hand.
I touched it with gentle pressure, drawing circles around the clitoris with my fingers.
I increased the pace of fingering a little faster, and her body started shaking and trembling all at once.
Then her screams echoed through the room.
She was so distraught and embarrassed that she had reached orgasm that she buried her face in the pillow, laughed “hahahaha” and let loose, then hugged me tightly.
After the Session: The Melancholy of Goodbye
We were both sweating, so we took showers and prepared to leave each other.
She looked a little tired. It was natural that she would go limp if she kept screaming and straining her body for a long time.
Still, she was very pleased with me.
She gave me a thumbs up and said, “Good job,” as if she was impressed with what I was doing for the women.
I was relieved that I was able to please her again.
We left the love hotel together, feeling a sense of regret that Sensual Massage session was already over.
She offered to take me out to dinner to thank me for the massage, but I had to leave early to take care of some business.
“I’ll be back in Tokyo this year or next, and I’ll be sure to contact you again.”
We shook hands one last time and said goodbye at the same spot where we had met a few hours earlier.
Every time I say goodbye to a client from a foreign country who lives far away, I feel a little sad.
We were just a male therapist and a client, and I probably shouldn’t feel that way.
I cannot deny the fact that there is no guarantee that they will have the opportunity to come back to Tokyo, Japan, again, and that this time may be the last.
However, as she said to me as we parted, I am sure we will have another chance to meet again.
Tomorrow, another client with a problem awaits me.
I will do my best to give a massage tomorrow.
