The Massage of a Lifetime: A Cock Appreciation Experience

I still remember the day I walked into Ashlie's massage studio, feeling like a nervous wreck. My self-doubt had been eating away at me for weeks, and I couldn't shake off the feeling that my cock was just too small. I mean, who wants to be average, right? As I lay down on the massage table, I couldn't help but wonder if Ashlie, this stunning tall curvy biracial beauty, would even notice me.

Ashlie's warm smile and gentle touch immediately put me at ease. She began the massage, her skilled hands working out every kink and knot in my body. But it wasn't until she reached my cock that I felt my heart skip a beat. She wrapped her fingers around me, her grip firm but gentle, and began to stroke me with a slow, deliberate motion.

Relax, baby, she whispered, her voice husky and seductive. "Let me show you what you're capable of." As she worked her magic, I felt my cock begin to swell, responding to her touch like it never had before. Ashlie's eyes locked onto mine, her gaze burning with intensity, and I knew I was in trouble. This woman was a master of her craft, and she was about to take me on a journey I'd never forget. You know, I think you're selling yourself short, she purred, her fingers dancing around my cockhead. "You have a beautiful cock, one that deserves to be worshipped."

Her words sent a shiver down my spine. No one had ever spoken to me like that before. No one had ever made me feel like my cock was anything special. But Ashlie's touch, her words, they were awakening something deep within me. As she continued to stroke me, I felt my insecurities melting away. I began to feel like I had the biggest cock in the world like I was the king of the universe. Ashlie's dominance was subtle but unmistakable, and I found myself surrendering to her touch, begging for more. Oh, God, Ashlie, please don't stop, I groaned, my hips bucking off the table. She chuckled, her eyes sparkling with amusement. "Not until you come, baby," she whispered, her fingers quickening their pace.

And then, it happened. The most intense orgasm of my life, one that left me gasping for air, my cock throbbing with pleasure. Ashlie's hands slowed, her touch gentle once more, as she coaxed out every last drop of cum from my cock. As I lay there, spent and exhausted, I knew that I'd never forget this experience. Ashlie had shown me that my cock was worth worshipping, that it was capable of great things. And I knew that I'd be back, again and again, to experience the magic of her touch.