She was n't really sure about this unit massage affair ... After all the thought of someone touching her ... rubbing her ? No thanks ... But her admirer has all put in to get her this massage and it would be kind of insulting to them if she threw it back in their fount by refusing to go after they had paid for it.

'' Besides ... '' she thought to herself `` they did say that the masseuse was hot ''

She headed into the massage parlour and was greeted by the rather frumpish receptionist at the social movement desk.

'' Hmmmm .... not a good omen '' she muttered under her hint. She provided the endowment certificate that her admirer had given her when prompted and was informed that the masseuse was still with his concluding node and would be out in a few minutes.

She idled away the time nervously paging through an out-of-date magazine while she waited for her masseuse to finish with his endure guest. Finely a sweaty looking womanhood appeared from down the hall and headed out the front door, swiftly followed by what she assumed was some sort of Hellenic language god, a statue of a man chiseled out of the highest quality stone by a lord craftsman. She was so captivate with him that she almost missed him calling her figure a 2d time. She blushed and quickly stood up to excite his manus in greeting. He indicated that she should adopt him down the manse and she did so.

The massage room was small but cozy, spicy rampart and some accouterments made the space feel condom and comforting. The masseuse instructed her that she should disrobe, and although she was quite trusted that he meant all the way, she stripped down to her bra and panties, firmly leaving them on, which earned her a raised supercilium but no comment. At his bidding she lay down on the massage board, lying face down. He started at her feet, gently caressing her calf and massaging her tegument with some sort of mineral oil that left her skin feeling sleek and politic. She closed her eyes as he worked and lost track of time, enveloped by the composure room and the feeling of his firm, hefty workforce caressing her body.

She was a little shocked when he started to rub down her ass, cupping and kneading her buttock gently but firmly. She still had some coverage, since she was still wearing her skimpy Black person panties, and she supposed that this is what her friends had paid for after all, but she was starting to get aroused by the overly associate physical contact. His men slipped down bring down, kneading her upper second joint and treading dangerously close to her kitty. She could feel herself starting to get wet and secretly urged his handwriting to cross the miniscule distance and slip inside her. She was surprised at the tour that her thoughts had taken, she knew it had been awhile since she had been laid but that did n't really answer for for how hornlike she was. She was still musing to herself when she felt the tip of his finger's breadth caress the outer backtalk of her vagina, tentatively at kickoff, and then more insistent when she failed to notice on his bearing. She spread her legs a little, giving him break access. She silently cursed herself, sure that she had just imagined his fingers, and that she would depend like an idiot spreading her pegleg for him like a horny schoolgirl with a crush. She felt him silently slip aside the flimsy piece of cotton that shielded her crotch from him, exposing the mouth of her slit to his gaze. She bit her lip and shuddered with barely controlled desire as he slipped a digit inside of her, the moisture from her arousal providing ample lubrication for the intruding digit.

With the expert skill that you would ask from mortal who touched people professionally the slender finger isolated her g-spot and quickly brought her to a silent culmination. She knew without having to be told that if she were to make any noise that could be heard in the waiting room all link would stop. She bit her lip as he manipulated her pussycat to bring her to a rapid second flood tide. None of the fumbling boys that she had been with sexually before this second held a candle to this man she had just met. Her articulatio coxae bucked involuntarily as he slipped a second fingerbreadth into her slick magazine yap. She bit her lip savagely to prevent a cry from betraying the illicit contact that was occurring between them.

She felt his hand graze her back and realized that with deft fingerbreadth he had undone her bra shoulder strap ( something her lastly young man had struggled mightily to do every time they fucked ). She obligingly freed herself from the garment before raising her hip joint to invite him to free her of her other one. She quickly shed the cotton step-in and watched as they fell to the flooring beside the rest of her clothing. She realized with a sudden second of pellucidity that she was now completely exposed in front of a unknown for the inaugural metre in her life, not counting her doctor, since she had always insisted on wearing a bra or step-in or something when she had fooled around with her ex 's. But this stranger had stripped her of her clothing with the same measure of skill that he had used to bring her to orgasm so swiftly. She bit her lip nervously when she heard the sound of a zip fastener being loosen and realized that he was likely going to fill advantage of her willingly shedding her garments.

She bit her lip again as she felt the pressure from the tip of his cock press against the rim of her pussy. His cock was so much bigger than the former men she had been with and she grimaced from the mixture of pleasure and nuisance as the massive penis stretched her pussy. She was fortunate that he had been so thorough in his seduction as her pussy was well lubricated, which helped his cock coast inside of her. She felt his balls slap against her pussy as his thrust hit home. She moaned quietly as her started his Assault on her pussy. He pulled her to the edge of the table, helping him to get a break position so that he could have the purchase to fuck her. Her body was slick with the crude that he had used earlier in the massage and she slid easily across the little board. He fucked her with the constituency of a metronome, slamming into her bitch in perfect clip. One of his handwriting slid over her oiled body up to cup her breast, mauling the slippery flesh while continuing to keep time. She covered her mouth to preclude a moan at the append champion. She had always loved having her breasts played with, and if she were being honest with herself, she had a unmanageable clip cumming without some sort of chest input. He had a hard clip keeping a delay on her titty as they fought to get away his grasp, slipperiness with the mineral oil that coated a carnival part of her body.

She moaned in letdown as he pulled his cock from her, but obediently rolled over onto her English at his urging. With footling pause he slipped his dick back inside of her. With her legs closed his shaft had a more unmanageable time penetrating her and she thought she could feel every nervure in his phallus as he forced it back into station. He gripped her around the hips and pulled her body against his with the same rhythm he had used before, causing her chest to jounce and slap against each other with the force of his thrusting. She felt her sexual climax building inside of her, the bestow sensation from closing her leg bringing her to climax again. She forgot what she was doing and moaned loudly, only to have her sound sharply cut off as his manus clamped over her mouth. When he saw that she was again dumb he held one finger up to his lips in a conspiratorial fashion and she smiled. He lifted one of her legs, wrapping his arms around it and using the leverage to cover to draw in her consistency against his. One of his hands dipped down between her legs, slipping between the backtalk of her pussy and finding her clit. His cock continued to slide in and out of her while his digit stimulated her button. After scarcely a consequence she could take the added stimulation no more than, her coxa bucked and she shook as a the most powerful orgasm she had ever had rocked through her soundbox. She somehow managed to hold open her voice down, though if you had asked her after how she did it she never would have got been able to tell you ... She collapsed, spent on the massage table, she had never felt so completely and utterly satisfied as she did in that mo. Her body shivered a few times as the aftershocks of her orgasm rocked through her eubstance. She had expected him to cum, either in her or on her, at this gunpoint she did n't really care, but she was surprised to see him getting dressed again. She supposed that she had paid for this service, so in a way it was all about her, but portion of her was disappointed. She would have loved a squeamish taste of cum. But you ca n't win them all she supposed. Two thing she was sure of, he would be getting a big tip, and she would be coming back for another massage .