In Yumi: Wax On, Wax Off, I describe the electricity around my first visit to Yumi’s spa in search of waxing. Yumi: A Delicate Dance describes in some detail the erotic tension swirling around us as I lay nude on her table during my first waxing appointment. Yumi: You Special is the third post in this series and highlights memorable moments covering a span of three appointments.
Flash Forward – “You Special”
The wait between my last appointment with Yumi and this one has felt like an eternity. My thoughts seem to turn to her frequently. I am completely fascinated by the erotic dance unfolding between us and what she might be experiencing. There are so many unknowns to explore…and potentially experience.
Entering the spa for my second appointment, Yumi smiles warmly and leads me back to the waxing room. Following along behind her, it feels like I am walking through an electrical storm. I can almost hear the lightening strikes and feel the goosebumps and hair on my arms standing up. There is magic happening here, I feel it.
Yumi takes me into the room so I can undress and leaves. I barely start to undress before she quickly returns. Granted, nudity is part of this experience, but it feels different – more erotic – to be undressing with her in the room. This certainly isn’t standard protocol. I have a strong sense I’m the only man Yumi has seen naked since meeting her husband and perhaps even before. Does it excite Yumi to have me undressing before her? Why did she come back so fast? I don’t imagine this is an appointment she will be discussing with her husband. I feel a rush knowing she is being a naughty girl…and wife. Yumi makes some small talk as she prepares her wax station and steals glances over my way. My cock swings freely as I walk towards the table with Yumi turning to watch me.
Just like my first appointment, Yumi provides a mostly professional waxing as I flow in and out of full-blown erections. At different moments she holds my fully aroused cock and tight balls to reposition me and hold me in place. As in the first appointment, she isn’t wearing gloves so her touch feels sooo good. Despite the language barrier, our conversation seems to flow pretty well, and I learn more about her. Her husband brought her to America about ten years before and her children were born in the U.S. Then, as if trying to reclaim some of her good girl mystique, she tells me I’m the only man she provides this type of waxing. I ask why? She says with a smile, “You special”.
Yumi goes on to explain that when I first visited, the esthetician had told her she wouldn’t perform the type of waxing service for men I needed. She adds, “I wanted to see you again and think you go away if I don’t wax. So, I say you yes…come in. I wax you.” Yumi’s revelation does indeed make me feel special. I was hoping it wasn’t just me that was feeling energy flowing between us and this gives me a lot of hope for the future.
When Yumi finishes with my waxing, I stand up with a full hard on which stretches out firm, veiny, and heavy as I walk over to my clothes. Yumi is being very naughty and looking right at me and my hard cock as I dress. She is forward, “I see you next time, yes?” I think she may be enjoying this as much as I am.
Flash Forward – “You So Big”
Three weeks later and increasingly mesmerized by Yumi, I return for my next appointment. Yumi is providing another professional waxing with what feels plenty of lingering contact on my cock and balls but not overtly sexual. Towards the end of the session, I decide to push the envelope a bit by letting her know I feel a little tender and would like some soothing gel. She applies some oil between my buns and under my balls. This certainly hitches my breath, but I want more. I point to my cock which is now rock hard and stretching upward along my stomach and say, “It’s dry”. She points at my cock to make sure she understands my request and reaches for my hand to pour the oil. I shake my head and smile, “No, you do it.”
Yumi takes a deep breath. Up to this moment, she has been faithful to her husband and pretty good about keeping my visits non-sexual. This is a big moment for her. Yumi pours some oil on her fingertips. Will she touch me sexually? The anticipation is killing me as my cock stretches for her touch. Tentatively, very tentatively, she eases her fingertips along the highly sensitive underside of my cock which flexes to her touch. Oh my god…I can’t believe she is doing it.
I want more. I place my hand over hers and wrap it around my straining shaft. I am feeling 50/50 on whether she will pull back or grip my manhood. Yumi doesn’t resist. I move her hand up and down my shaft until she finds her groove before slowly removing my hand from hers. She now has my cock pointing straight up in the air and is stroking it.…at times using both hands.
It feels so good…my eyes are rolling. She squeezes my cock as she pulls from the bottom upward which causes my head to swell as she nears the top. I can see pre-cum dripping over her fingers…and diamond wedding ring. Her mouth is open as if amazed. “Wow, you so big!”
I act like I don’t hear her. “What?” She looks into my eyes and says, “You soooo big, my gosh!”
I wonder if she strokes her husband’s cock like this or if she even does this at all for him? I will ask her about this in future. For now, I drift in pleasure and deeper into the erotic haze.
Yumi abruptly brings me back to reality. “Okay, that’s enough.” She swiftly returns my cock to my stomach and turns to clean up the work area. Wooh, wooh, wooh! Seriously??? I protest a little—-okay, a lot—but she has female customers waiting for their nails to be done. Damn! I’m frustrated, but this was a REAL breakthrough. Next time will be even better! Naked and still throbbing hard, I go to my clothes and see Yumi is watching.
I ask her to come over to me. Yumi stands before me and I take her hand and wrap it around my cock…again. She strokes me as I slowly put on and button my dress shirt. She stares alternately at her hand as it slides across my glistening manhood and into my eyes. I want her to appreciate that when my cock is hard, I want her hand around it. Ideally, I want her mouth and pussy around it but that may take some time. I put on my shirt and button it up as slow as humanly possible to savor every stroke of Yumi’s hand.
Reluctantly, I put on my pants and she releases me. She squeezes the still obvious impression through my slacks and says with a cute embarrassed smile, “You big for me.” Yumi looks at me and kisses me on the cheek and says, “You so bad!”
Flash Forward – Eruption
Three weeks pass and I arrive a little early for my next appointment. The place is almost empty except for three or four girls working there. I’m told Yumi is next door shopping and they will text her. I’m taken to the waxing room and as the door closes, I can hear chatter and giggles from the girls. They are speaking another language, and I have no idea what is being said. I consider undressing but decide to wait just in case it isn’t Yumi that comes back. The last thing I want to do is get her in trouble.
After a few minutes, the door opens and Yumi slips in. She appears happy to see me and is quite flirty as I undress. She doesn’t even pretend to leave the room this time. She says I am “pretty”, have a nice smile, and likes the way I dress. Yumi continues to chat as I strip down, “The girls say I have handsome man waiting. They laughing and wants to know where I wax and can they watch. I say them I wax you chest and they should be nice girls!” She laughs at her own story.
During the waxing, Yumi asks if I come to see her for waxing or “this” as she points to my hard cock. I can sense she is perhaps having a little angst or guilt over the fact that she married or being naughty in general and wants me to see her as a professional woman first. Her question is a bit of a buzz kill because I thought she was sort of getting into this too. I act surprised and playfully offended, “No Yumi! I come to see YOU and ‘this’ (pointing to my cock) is what happens when I see you.” I thought it was funny reply. She seemed to understand and said, “good.”
I am on my best behavior during the waxing because I don’t want her to think I only see her because she makes my cock rock hard. When she is done waxing, Yumi applies some oil in her hand. Without me asking, she starts lubing up and massaging my cock and heavy balls. Damn, now I’m confused. Hmmm, I guess as long as waxing is my intent, she is okay stroking my cock? Again, she comments on the size, “You soooo BIG”. I tell her she is so sexy and it really excites me when she says that. I am also really surprised with just how turned on I am feeling. I get plenty of erections, but Yumi makes me extra hard…I mean really, really hard! It almost like my cock can’t expand enough to handle the erotic surge flowing into it – it’s intense!
After a couple minutes, she stops and turns to clean up her station. Damn!!! Not again! I need to cum! I ask her to come back over and she does. She strokes me a little more before saying, “I so sorry, I have appointment waiting.” Yumi moves away. At this point enough is enough. I am going to cum whether she likes it or not. I ask her for some tissue and oil, and Yumi brings them to me. I lube up my straining, veiny manhood and this captures Yumi’s undivided attention. I imagine she has never watched a man stroke his cock like this before. This adds more fuel to my fire.
She stares with lips slightly parted as my hand slides across my full slippery cock. Yumi is transfixed on my motion, the low mans sounds escaping my lips, and the sound of my hand gliding up and down my throbbing cock. I think she likes it.
It feels so hot having this beautiful woman watching me masturbate, and I want to put on a good show for her. I make small thrusting motions with my hips as I stroke and fuck my hand…wanting her to imagine it is her pussy that I’m stretching open, filling, and fucking so deeply. I come to the top and squeeze as I circle my plump head which is now heavily coated with pre-cum. I think to myself, “Mmmm, look close Yumi…this is where your plump cherry lips should be with your tongue swirling and savoring my dripping honey.”
Yumi can’t resist my party for one and begins to massage my large, full balls which propels me over the edge. I cum with such unexpected intensity! There is a flash before my eyes, and I turn my head quickly just as my first rope splashes with a creamy smack against my neck and continues over my shoulder onto the floor. Multiple ropes shoot out all over my chest and abs. Yumi is wide-eyed with her mouth open in amazement. Oh, how I wish I had been releasing deep inside her!
As I come back to Earth, Yumi is smiling with a dreamy look on her face and whispers, “Oh my god. You so sexy…” I tell her how sexy she is and how she drives my crazy. It is true and I hope she appreciates feeling desired. She holds onto my balls and massages them for a moment more before gathering more tissue and a warm rag to clean up the cum off my stomach, chest, neck…and floor beyond me. Then, she grabs another warm hand towel and cleans my cock.
Dressed and stepping out of our sensual, erotic space, I enter a different world – the bustling spa. There are a handful of Asian men and women taking care of maybe ten or so customers for pedicures and manicures. I’m sure my face is flushed and my eyes are glassy. My cock remains swollen with cum still leaking from my momentarily spent manhood. How many of them would ever suspect what had just happened behind those thin walls. Leaving the spa, the anticipation for my next appointment is already rising…hopefully for both of us.
Yumi – Chronology: Index and links to my erotic journey with Yumi.