Yes, it is possible.
Yes, I have experienced it.
Yes, it was FUCKING AWESOME!
Okay, I'm a guy, but I've done the same technique on women.
There are three requirements for this to happen.
Step One: Sexual Tension
Best way to create sexual tension? NO TALKING.
When you are with a member of a opposite sex, no talking. Each person's mind will wander (there has been studies that show women are sexual motivated by pleasure just as much as men...so yes their minds will wander too when they are next to a guy).
The moment you start talking you start to kill the sexual tension (especially if you joke about sexual tension).
If you must talk keep it neutral.
And if it is a stranger, the sexual tension builds much faster.
One of the best ways to do this is from a position of authority or/and a position where the other person is required to stay put and go along (you could always leave, but it'd take a lot of willpower and guts to break the social norm). Examples of this would be a doctor's exam, crowded public transportation, or a massage (if they are paying for it).
Step Two: Gradually Increasing Inappropriate Touching
There is already sexual tension and attraction (unless you look like a complete mess or smell and yes the more attractive you are the better).
Not only is s/he okay with your hands brushing up against each others, s/he wants your hands to touch.
They are secretly hoping for their sexual fantasy to come true...
Not only that, but they are getting turned on more and more and become okay with more inappropriate touching.
This is why so much molesting goes on Japanese trains, but the bulk of them never get reported. The girls like/want it (especially since japanese guys would rather have dolls or video games characters as girlfriends), but they probably feel ashamed afterwards, especially when they realized other people might have seen it.
So the more private the better.
Step Three: Push Them Over the Edge Technique
With all this sexual tension and horniness building up in the other person, you need some final technique to send them over to orgasm.
There are several ways of doing this, but I'll show one answer a massage therapist gave:
To answer your question, yes, there are techniques of massage that can give someone an orgasm without touching the genitals.
I have witnessed it many times first hand, and if anybody disagrees with you, they are lying.
Orgasms can be stimulated many different ways, however, the most common way I have seen that releases them through massage (without genital contact) is by having the subject first lie down on their stomach.
The masseuse will rub the back of their legs and their buttock firmly in a rocking and kneading motion moving from the buttock down the hamstring to the knee.
Depending on the mood of the person, this will initiate arousal in most people, as the area between the buttock and the knee contains a large group of nerves that are closely linked to the genital region.
Placing downward pressure on the buttock will push the pubic bone into the massage table and a rocking pressure will simulate sex.
If a male the penis should be faced downward so the top presses against the table to increase stimulation, and if it is female, the clitoris will be stimulated automatically from this position and motion.
After numerous minutes massaging both upper legs in a rocking and kneading motion, your subject should be sexually aroused (note sexual arousal in men need not mean they have an erection).
From here, if you turn from firm, kneading strokes, to a softer touch along the buttock, inner thighs, and upper back of leg, you will be able to pretty easily stimulate orgasm without actually touching the genitals at all (in men especially).
These techniques are the staple of some massage therapists, and are not intended to induce orgasm but quite often do.
I have witnessed this first hand many times as a massage therapist giving AND receiving massage, and have had colleagues confirm the same.
I have also been brought to orgasm numerous times when this was done to me, often unintentionally.
If you read it, it is the light touch that sends the person over the edge.
And all the other requirements are there too, no talking to build sexual tension (trust me you can't talk on those massage tables when you are laying on your stomach), slowly build up the sexual tension (general massage, to rocking, to kneading the butt/upper thigh), and finally the light touch to send them over the edge to orgasm.
And note, the person doing the touching is in a position of authority and society expects the person being massaged to go along with the massage if there is no inappropriate touching (you paid for the massage, the situation calls for you to let the person massage you).
Can this happen in other situations besides massage?
Good question.
I think if you follow the rules above, yes, but it can be hard...I mean where else is more perfect than getting a massage to fulfill the requirements. Plus, the privacy makes the masseuse more will to do it.
However, I can paraphrase one that I read about at the doctor's office (sorry, I can't find the original story anymore). Don't know if it is real or not, but it sounds like it would work.
I went to my gynecologist.
I'm a women in her early 40s, so I'm very relaxed about it. It is all routine for me at this point.
But when the doctor came in he asked if it was okay if a medical student could accompany him. Sure.
With this Doctor, who I had been seeing for over a decade, I just removed the clothing needed to get each part of the exam done. But the doctor said we were going to do everything by the book for the student's sake.
He told me to take off all my clothes and get in a gown.
While I had gotten undress to put on a gown before for surgery, I had the privacy of a curtain that I controlled. And my doctor would never knock so I was worried the door would suddenly swing open.
The chair I put my clothes on was in the back corner of the room while the gown was right next to the door.
I was rather turned on when I had to walk across the room naked to get the gown.
The gown was a size too small (guess they never use gowns at this office). My whole backside was exposed.
I couldn't go out in the hallway to ask for a bigger gown with my butt all hanging out (I guess I could just peak my head out, but what if that person suddenly came in to see what was wrong).
But, then again, by the time I start putting my clothes back on, the door might just swing open.
Running out of time and not knowing what to do I just sat on the table with my back out of view. I guess that is why they have that paper on the table.
The doctor did knock and a young Indian boy (I guess technically a man, but he looked like a boy) came in.
I started to feel embarrassed being secretly half naked. This realization really hit home when the door being closed gave me a cool breeze on my backside.
The kid seemed anxious about the situation. The doctor introduced him and we shook hands.
They did everything by the book and started by taking my blood pressure.
The doctor was giving instruction on how to do the procedure. "Put the device on her arm like this while taking the blood pressure."
While I felt a little bit like being treated like an object, I really did like the attention.
"Okay, we are going to lower your gown to take your heart rate." I was a little shocked by this.
Everyone else would just raise my shirt and I would have a bra on. But if you raised my gown, I would be completely exposed...so I guess this was for the best.
The med student went around to undo the only string hold my gown together before I could. I thought to myself, "crap he is going to see my butt completely exposed."
At this point I was completely naked except for some cloth (the gown) in my lap.
I kept my hands on my gown to keep it from falling. When the med student came back around, his eyes were fixated on my breasts.
Not like a perverted stare, more like the excitement took him off guard. I don't think this kid has ever seen a naked woman before.
The doctor went first, while the med student kept starring at me with big eyes.
It was like a starving man seeing an all you could eat buffet for the first time.
The doctor kept having me move my arm which took them off the gown. I was so nervous about it falling off.
Being completely naked on an exam table would be a little too much for me.
When the doctor finished, he pulled his arm and the stethoscope quickly off my chest. His forearm brushed up against and lifted one of my breasts causing them to fall and jiggle a little bit.
The med student didn't even react to that. He just kept starring.
I guess at that point I could have said, "no, I'm not comfortable with this."
But I don't think anyone normal in that situation is going to suddenly say that. There is too much social pressure to go along...
The med student is just trying to get his education, it is a professional environment. It isn't his fault if he is getting turned on. I would feel rude doing it.
But, honestly, I think I was afraid that I was going to get me turned on if he did.
The med student listened to my heart rate.
Unlike the doctor, he rested a hand on my back. Everytime he moved the stethoscope in the front, he would follow up by slowly move his hand on the back. I could tell he was trying to touch my skin as much as possible and his arm brushed up against my breast several times.
I have to admit I was starting to enjoy it.
Next was the breast exam.
When the med student had his turn, he kept looking back at my face to see a reaction. I really think he was a virgin.
My nipples started to become hard when he was doing it. I think I was just enjoying the fascination he was having with my body
Next was the pelvic exam. They put my gown over my chest. Again, I was pretty much naked except for the part covered by my gown, my breasts.
They did the speculum first. It started to feel like a normal exam.
But when the med student had his turn he said, "This is my first time doing this, sorry for any discomfort." Unlike the doctor, he was very slow to put it in me and took his time with the swab.
I couldn't help but think he must be really enjoying himself.
Next came the bimanual...where they put their fingers inside to feel your female parts.
Once it got to the medical student, he apologized again saying it was his first time and very slowly penetrated me with his fingers.
The very gradual speed at which he penetrated me made the whole situation very erotic.
The further his fingers got in me, the more swollen my vagina became.
Until, I realized...oh, no. I'm going to have an orgasm.
I was trying my hardest to hold it back, but it was no use.
I'm sure the doctor saw my pelvis pulsating with his fingers inside me.
He must have become jealous as he told the med student to let him do the bimanual on me one more time.
But I didn't cum with him.
"Okay, I think we're done here" said the doctor.
I told my husband all about it that night and he became very excited.
After that day, playing doctor together is something we always look forward to.So again we have the same requirements to cause someone to cum. No talking to build sexual tension (the part where the doctor is touching you is done in silence, but they will talk to you inbetween), slowly build up the sexual tension (touching your arm while taking your blood pressure, brushing against the breasts while taking your heart beat, touching your breasts while doing the breast exam, and, finally, penetrating you with their fingers), and the final send them over the edge technique to orgasm was to slowly introduce their fingers into your vagina. Yes, he was touching her privates, but it wasn't the direct stimulation that caused her to orgasm, it was the sexual tension.
Note, the person doing the touching is in a position of authority (doctor) and society expects everyone to get their pelvic exam and have their privates touched.
Update: Found the story. Okay, I exaggerated on a few details.
Four or five years ago my wife went in for her annual gyne check-up. Our medical plan is associated with a university hospital and there always seems to be med students during visits to the doctor and she was asked if she minded if her doc's intern participated in the exam. Her gynecologist is a middle age woman but she said the intern looked to be about 24. The doc said that after she did a procedure, the intern would repeat it under her supervision. She started with a quick breast exam. The young intern repeated it much more slowly and her nipples really became hard. Same with the external exam-a quick check by the doc but very slow and deliberate by the intern. Wife says that he even lingered as he retracted the hood of her clit. She was getting wetter and wetter. The internal exam with the speculum was repeated, the intern saying that this was the first time that he had actually performed a speculum insertion and apologize in advance for any possible discomfort. Next the bimanual. Once again, the doc was efficient. The intern was very slow and, at this point, wife couldn't take it anymore and let herself cum with the intern's two fingers inside of her. After she told me what happened, she let me repeat the entire process on her and she came again. So, if you want to have an orgasm at the doctors, you might have a better chance in a "training" situation like this.
How do you know these stories and techniques are not B.S.?
It happened to me...
I was a massage connoisseur.
NOT massage parlors, but high end hotels, spas, and resorts. Were talking about $150 per massage. Closer to $200 when you include tax and the tip.
It was a fantasy of mine to talk one of those girls into doing more...but nothing more than a fantasy. However, I was secretly hoping if I kept seeing different girls, eventually I would find one who would be bad.
But besides that, I also loved going to different day spas and walking around with nothing but my robe on. And where I lived is basically the resort city of the United States. About a year into getting a massage every weekend (ya, I blew all my money doing this), I came to a new hotel.
It was one of those new, modern, almost hipsters, hotels (and expensive). There was a bar and a pool club inside. They had a spa, but it was tiny and so were the locker rooms. But it was very modern and cool looking.
The massage therapist came by. She had a very exotic look to her. She looked like she was half Brazilian or maybe a quarter black.
We introduced ourselves to each other. Then she said that my name was her favorite name. Didn't pickup on the hint that she already had a thing for me.
During the massage, she used medical terminology and came off very authoritative. In a way, she wouldn't let me move or speak without her permission.
When I moved my foot to help her get it in position, she would say, "no, no, I'll take care of that you just stay there."
And since she only talked about a bunch of medical mumbo jumbo, I couldn't engage her in a conversation, which usually helps to break the sexual tension I always feel when I get a massage (I've only gotten massages from girls).
While on my stomach and with her working my butt...it felt like she was really working the area a lot more than a normal massage therapist would...at least one with a new client.
After the flip, she worked on my stomach.
For the entire year I was getting massages, I've never had anyone work on my stomach. Real massage therapists never massage the stomach because they know it can very easily excite people and cause erections in men.
It's the same reason they have men start on their stomachs, because if they started you out on your back you would be pitching a tent.
When she started working on my feet, she said something. I forget the beginning of the conversation, but it ended with, "see," putting her hand and rubbing my hip flexors, "if I touched a woman right there she would be running to the hills." I just gave some nervous laughter back.
Then she started to massage my leg and my inner thigh. Then she let her hand go all the way up and briefly touch my privates. I was shocked. Maybe that was just an accident? But then a second later she did it one more time.
My body immediately reacted. My penis started to become engorged with blood and pulsate. With every pulse it grew bigger and bigger moving upwards.
Oh shit, what should I do? Could I ask for a hand job and not get in trouble? I almost wanted to jerk off in front of her.
What I did not tell you was it was busy season at my work and I was stressed trying to meet my deadline.
That entire week I would wake up and run to work and once I got home very late, I would hit the bed. No time to masturbate to internet porn.
So I had been backed up for 7 whole days and I was rock hard.
The sexual tension kept building as she started to massage the inner thigh of my other leg. It was becoming too much for me to handle...
I felt this weird warm sensation on the back of one of my thighs. Then it hit me. I'm going to ejaculate!
I had to seconds to think. I was about to shoot a gallon of cum through these thin sheets.
Trying to save some dignity for myself, I took my penis and pressed it up against my stomach. Then I came....I came hard.
There was a pool of cum on my stomach now. She continued talking as if nothing had happened. I just gave nervous laughter with my hand still on top of my cock which was still rock hard.
She says, "okay," while sliding her hand up my leg, to my hip, then my stomach until her hand touched mine and the pool of cum, "we're all done."
I didn't see, but I wouldn't be surprised if that freak ate the cum off her fingers.
Once she left the room, I got up and quickly cleaned up with those tissues they keep every massage room.
I came out of the room and she gave me a glass of water and walked me to the locker room.
"I'll turn on the steam shower for you," she knocked at the men's locker room to see if anyone was there. She walked in with me and turned on the steam for the shower.
Then she stood there looking at me; waiting for something...I think she wanted to watch me disrobe.
I was still too freaked out to be her little boytoy.
"Well," she said, "make sure you drink plenty of water. I did just clean you out. I think you know what I mean." And she walked off.
When I got to the counter to pay, the receptionist said my massage therapist left her business card and her personal contact information on it.
I took her card, but I never did call her or went back.
Perhaps most sexual encounters like those are best left as a one time thing...
Same as before, I wasn't allowed to talk, which built sexual tension, she slowly built up the sexual tension by touch (touching my butt, stomach, hip flexor, and finally my privates), and she finally sent me over the edge by brushing up against my privates (again, technically this situation did have genitals being touched, but no direct stimulation to orgasm...my orgasm was purely from sexual tension).
And, again, she was in a position of authority (and made her self more authoritative by the way she acted and talked) and the situation required me to lay there and go along.
I would tell you my stories of doing this to women, but if I give too many details away, my career could be in danger.
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