She was n't really trusted about this hale massage thing ... After all the thought of soul touching her ... rubbing her ? No thanks ... But her friends has all put in to get her this massage and it would be form of insulting to them if she threw it back in their face 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 front room and was greeted by the rather frumpy receptionist at the front desk.

'' Hmmmm .... not a respectable omen '' she muttered under her breathing time. She provided the endowment credential that her ally had given her when propel and was informed that the masseuse was still with his last client 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She idled away the time nervously paging through an out-of-date magazine while she waited for her masseuse to finish with his last guest. Finely a sweaty looking woman appeared from down the hall and headed out the front end doorway, swiftly followed by what she assumed was some sort of Greek god, a statue of a man chiseled out of the gamy caliber stone by a captain artisan. She was so enamored with him that she almost missed him calling her name a second time. She blushed and quickly stood up to shake his helping hand in greeting. He indicated that she should come him down the hall and she did so.

The massage way was humble but snug, blue sky bulwark and some accouterments made the blank feel condom and comforting. The masseuse instructed her that she should disrobe, and although she was quite sure that he meant all the way, she stripped down to her bra and panties, firmly leaving them on, which earned her a raised eyebrow but no commentary. At his summons she lay down on the massage mesa, lying font down. He started at her feet, gently caressing her calves and massaging her skin with some sort of mineral oil that left her skin feeling satiny and unruffled. She closed her eyes as he worked and lost track of sentence, enveloped by the calm way and the impression of his firm, muscular workforce caressing her body.

She was a piddling shock when he started to rub down her ass, cupping and kneading her face gently but firmly. She still had some coverage, since she was still wearing her skimpy black 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 intimate contact. His handwriting slipped down dispirited, kneading her upper thigh and treading dangerously close to her pussy. She could feel herself starting to get wet and secretly urged his hands to cross the miniscule distance and slip-up inside her. She was surprised at the go that her intellection had taken, she knew it had been for a while since she had been laid but that did n't really calculate for how horny she was. She was still musing to herself when she felt the tip of his fingerbreadth caress the prohibited lips of her vagina, tentatively at first, and then more insistent when she failed to comment on his presence. She spread her legs a little, giving him better access. She silently cursed herself, sure enough that she had just imagined his fingers, and that she would look like an idiot spreading her legs 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 lips of her pussycat to his regard. She bit her lip and shuddered with barely controlled desire as he slipped a finger inside of her, the moisture from her arousal providing ample lubrication for the intruding digit.

With the expert science that you would require from someone who touched citizenry professionally the slender finger isolated her g-spot and quickly brought her to a silent climax. She knew without having to be told that if she were to make any noise that could be heard in the waiting elbow room all contact lens would cease. She bit her lip as he manipulated her pussy to convey her to a rapid back climax. None of the fumbling boys that she had been with sexually before this moment held a candle to this man she had just met. Her hips bucked involuntarily as he slipped a second finger into her silky mess. She bit her lip savagely to prevent a cry from betraying the illicit physical contact that was occurring between them.

She felt his hired hand graze her backbone and realized that with deft fingers he had undone her bra shoulder strap ( something her final boyfriend had struggled mightily to do every time they fucked ). She obligingly freed herself from the garment before raising her pelvis to invite him to free her of her other one. She quickly shed the cotton panties and watched as they fell to the base beside the respite of her wearable. She realized with a sudden second of clarity that she was now completely exposed in front man of a stranger for the number one metre in her life, not counting her doctor, since she had always insisted on wearing a bra or panty or something when she had fooled around with her ex 's. But this stranger had stripped her of her habiliment with the same quantity of skill that he had used to bring her to orgasm so swiftly. She bit her lip nervously when she heard the phone of a zip being unwrap and realized that he was likely going to ask reward of her willingly shedding her garments.

She bit her lip again as she felt the insistence from the tip of his cock crush against the lips of her pussy. His cock was so much bigger than the former men she had been with and she grimaced from the mixture of joy and pain sensation as the massive member stretched her kitty. She was fortunate that he had been so thorough in his seduction as her pussy was well lubricated, which helped his cock lantern slide inside of her. She felt his balls slap against her pussy as his thrust hit habitation. She moaned quietly as her started his assault on her puss. He pulled her to the boundary of the table, helping him to get a better side so that he could take in the leverage to fuck her. Her body was silken with the oils that he had used earlier in the massage and she slid easily across the minuscule table. He fucked her with the constituency of a metronome, slamming into her cunt in perfective tense meter. One of his hands slid over her oiled soundbox up to cup her breast, mauling the slippery flesh while continuing to prevent fourth dimension. She covered her mouth to forestall a moan at the tally sensation. She had always loved having her breasts played with, and if she were being dependable with herself, she had a difficult metre cumming without some sort of knocker stimulus. He had a difficult time keeping a clench on her white meat as they fought to miss his grasp, slick with the mineral oil that coated a fair lot of her body.

She moaned in disappointment as he pulled his shaft from her, but obediently rolled over onto her position at his urging. With small pause he slipped his cock back inside of her. With her pegleg closed his cock had a more difficult sentence penetrating her and she thought she could feel every vein in his member as he forced it back into place. He gripped her around the rosehip and pulled her physical structure against his with the like rhythm method he had used before, causing her breasts to recoil and slap against each former with the force of his push. She felt her orgasm building inside of her, the added sensation from closing her wooden 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 hand clamped over her mouth. When he saw that she was again mum he held one finger up to his sassing in a conspiratorial mode and she smiled. He lifted one of her legs, wrapping his weapons system around it and using the leverage to keep on to tear her body against his. One of his hands dipped down between her ramification, slipping between the backtalk of her pussycat and finding her clitoris. His peter continued to slip in and out of her while his finger's breadth stimulated her clitoris. After scarcely a moment she could direct the tot stimulant no more than, her hips bucked and she shook as a the most muscular sexual climax she had ever had rocked through her body. She somehow managed to keep her voice down, though if you had asked her after how she did it she never would stimulate been able-bodied to tell you ... She collapsed, spent on the massage board, she had never felt so completely and utterly satisfied as she did in that moment. Her consistency shivered a few fourth dimension as the aftershocks of her coming rocked through her body. She had expected him to cum, either in her or on her, at this stop she did n't really give 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 persona of her was disappointed. She would have loved a nice mouthful of cum. But you ca n't win them all she supposed. Two thing she was certainly of, he would be getting a big tip, and she would be coming back for another massage .