Wow. Wow. Wow. Saw the post from Maizeblue earlier today about Jasmine. That she offers an array of massage services and the cherry on top of potential FS. Color me intrigued. Photos in STG ad show a full figured mocha skinned beauty. Well now I'm definitely intrigued. I did some due diligence checking. Lots of Jasmines out there. She's not the one upselling at Serenity or Wonder, she's not the old reliable by Market and Godfrey, she's not the 20 year old Asian doing FaceTime shows. She's not the Jasmine at Luxe who rebranded as Lexi, she's not the one who partnered with Ashley Winter to play Ebony and Ivory on unsuspecting mongers. She's not the blonde who used to con extra tips at Panacea. I ruled out a lot of Jasmines. Basically I didn't know who she was. But I knew who she wasn't. Obviously some of you men have enjoyed her presence while I have not. And I changed that today.
And I was intrigued enough by Maizeblue post and her stg post to move to the next level. Contact. It's been a while since I've tasted of my preferred mocha elixir. So I texted her. A nice introduction with my name and age and my seeing her STG post and wondering about availability. Specifically incall. Her STG ad said outcall but incall available on Friday. She responded within ten minutes by saying she had an incall today and an open schedule for the next two hours. She asked a few questions about me to know that she wasn't being setup by law enforcement or a time waster. She asked if I was interested in massage or FS? I said either works but I prefer a massage that leads to FS. She said "I provide both experiences, hun. It's up to you". She quoted the donation costs for either with time constraints. I responded I prefer a full hour so as not to be rushed. I'd rather pay for an hour and be done in 30, than be focused on hurrying my later middle aged manhood to complete his mission.
Once we agreed upon the terms of the appointment, she texted the full address. Now that's a trust move. One that's important to me. It tells me I've been approved. That I have comported myself with enough maturity and intelligence for her to know that I don't arrive early and I don't lurk. Equally important, It also tells me I can trust her. That she's not going to try to slide some other monger into my spot and keep me driving around the neighborhood while she finishes his interloper session. Yes. It's a good omen. One I have come to realize is what I deserve. I'm not a below average client. I'm of value and worth. Things seem to be going well in the planning stage. She urges me to drive carefully as the rain is intermittent. What? A provider who cares about me? About my safety? This is gaining steam by the minute.
Eleven minutes before my arrival she texts and asks that I text her ten minutes before arrival. Which I do. As I pull into the parking lot, she calls me. Sweetest voice. Angelic. "Hi honey. Go ahead and park by the front door and cmon up". I practically sprint to the door. Which given my level of physical acumen wasn't pretty. When I arrive at her door, I hear the door lock open. We all know this is the moment of truth. What's behind that door? Is it incredible. Or inedible? It was incredible. A late 20's or early 30's mocha skinned beauty. She was wearing a floral print silken kimono open ever so slightly in the front to reveal a divine cleavage. Her hair, with extensions and braids, was wrapped up on top of her head to fulfill the Nefertiti fantasy. The smile was nervous but enchanting. It reminded me of the smile of Jada Pinkett. Not Jada now, the Jada of Tupac Shakur days. The carefree days. It lit the room. Introductions were made. I removed my shoes at the door. Ever the gentleman.
At this point, she throws her arms around me and kisses me tenderly on the lips. Not provocatively. Tenderly. With thought and hope. I returned the embrace and felt her pull me in closer and elevate herself. She said "well aren't you a tall one, I am standing on my tiptoes. " I allowed my hands to venture lower and cup the most awesome ass this side of Jennifer Lopez. So warm. So firm. Yet so soft. Oh this is a good day.
She has me disrobe and she drops her robe. Revealing a beautiful playground of opportunity and desire. She shyly lowers her head and says "I have a mom body". I touch her chin gently and move her face upward. I say "a hot mom". And that unleashes her in a way that makes me smile even now. She lays me down on the bed and cradles me in her arms wearing only a floral print thong and a smile. Oh that smile. Most of what happens now will remain between Jasmine and me. I will share a few cliff notes for those of you paying attention.
She had discussed what she's comfortable with and what she isn't. Suffice it to say YMMV is on high display with this princess. Words of compliment and encouragement moved many of those actions from the "isn't comfortable" list to the "comfortable" list. I had the most incredible and intimate GFE experience. I found out what she likes in the form of female pleasure techniques. At one point she asked me "Do you think you can pleasure me?" Almost as a challenge. My response was a modest "I know I can try". Soon I heard the seven most incredible words in the English language. "You are going to make me come!" Said over and over. Followed by rhythmic panting and the occasional cuss word. Followed by spasm of the area I was focused on and an unmistakable grunting to reflect the 37 seconds of female fulfillment.
She needed a moment. She just held me for a few minutes and finally asked "where did you learn how to do what you did?" My response was "those of us not blessed with good looks or huge dicks need to learn a few tricks of the trade". Soon she focused on me and her BBJ was stellar. I focused once again on her and once again I heard those seven fateful words.
The rest of the appointment will remain etched in my memory but not transcribed herein. But you should know this woman is a tigress. A princess. A gift.
She said she is low volume as she has a daughter and a real job. She has some regulars and appreciates the option she has to decline a monger who is either cheap or annoying. She takes time away from the hobby but cares for her regulars when she's not posting for the rest of us. I opined that I would be interested in being one she would like to see again. Her response was "oh I will be entering your name and number in my contact list".
Her prices are listed on her massage ad with FS being higher than the body slide nude cost. The FS cost is lower than what typical massage girls quote for FS on top of their door fee. And Jasmine provides a comfortable bed. So. Don't expect cheap. But it's a fair donation.
Here's the massage ad:
[URL]https://skipthegames.com/posts/grand-rapids/massage/black_caribbean/escape-reality-with-jasmine-/511750614423[/URL]
And the escort ad:
[URL]https://skipthegames.com/posts/grand-rapids/female-escorts/black_caribbean/experienced-provider-jasmine-i/035649149576[/URL]
I'm still in awe. And wondering when I can see this princess again.
Repeat.
G2.