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By (user no longer on site) OP
over a year ago
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Wandering around your hotel room after a long day you find yourself feeling tense
Feeling agitated you flick through the room-service booklet seeking massage therapy.
‘Relax your body and soul with our full body oil massage, conducted by our fully trained professional Masseuses we guarantee total satisfaction’
Without other plans for the night you decide to call room-service to hear more about the masseuses, full credentials and a minimum 45 minute service closes the deal and you request them to arrive in 30 minutes giving you time to shower.
Removing your clothes in the bedroom you examine your almost nude body in the full mirror, not pleasing your own vanity, you remove your bra while gazing at your full breasts.
After giving your nipples a light squeeze you proceed to remove your knickers. A slight chill caresses your inner things, creating shivers to run down your spine and you turn on the heating.
Picking up the fluffy white hotel bath robe you cover yourself from the chill, entering the bath room you turn on the spacious shower allowing it to run over your hands until the temperature is just right.
With only 25 minutes you decide it would be best to tie your hair up and wash it afterwards.
Dropping the bathrobe onto the pearly white floor you enter the warm shower.
The cascading water covers your body, warming you thoroughly.
As you rub the water into your body your mind begins to drift a fantasy of yours, feeling a tingle below, you allow yourself to run a hand over your inner thigh while the other rests upon your pubic region.
After noticing you have unconsciously began massaging your clitoris and labia you stop yourself, uncapping the body gel and filling your hands with it.
Massaging your own body with the foam arouses you further and after satisfying your desire to clean your body you succumb to your more animal desires.
Rubbing your breasts with one hand and your pussy with the other, the water adds sensitivity to your body.
Sliding a wet finger into your pussy an excited moan escapes your lips.
A second finger turning up to your G spot sends shivers through your entire body.
As your knees become weak with pleasure you remove the shower head with your free hand and focus the jet of warm water onto your clitoris.
Allowing yourself to become more vocal your moaning and breathing becomes loud and erratic.
The combined sensations from both clitoral and G spot stimulation send you over the edge and you feel yourself cum hard.
Caressing your body while coming down from your sexual arousal lengthens the sensation in your responsive body.
Suddenly conscious of your massage appointment, you exit the shower and towel yourself dry.
No sooner do you finish drying yourself when you hear a knock at the door.
Still a bit flustered you compose yourself before answering.
Opening the door you are shocked to see a young attractive male.
“Hi, my name’s Chris and I’ll be your Masseuse for the evening” all said through a cheeky grin.
Inviting him into the room you question his experience, assuring you he has all the qualifications and experience required you succumb to his youthful charm.
After opening up the massage table he collects a number of small bottles of oil and towels from his bag.
Holding up the towel he invites you to undress and lie down on the table, dropping the bath robe onto the floor you happily oblige his request and he folds the towel over your lower back.
“So what sort of massage are you after madam”
Laughing at his chivalrous attitude you inform him of tension in your shoulders, lower back and legs.
Hearing an uncapping he fills his hand with oil, warming it between his hands before beginning over your lower back.
Feeling his clearly experienced hands another moan escapes your lips causing you to blush slightly at the outburst.
“So what do you do for a living?”
You decide to tease the young man, creating a new fantasy, your modeling career generates a very interested response from the young male.
“What sort of things do you model,” an audible crack in his voice.
Overcome by his hands you answer abruptly “Lingerie”
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A brief pause in his hands allows him to compose himself as he encourages your career.
“Hope you don’t mind me saying but you certainly have the figure for it”
Sliding his hands up to your shoulders you feel as he palms your shoulder blades, releasing the tension you’ve been holding there.
Losing yourself in a daze you mind once again wanders and you begin to tingle all over.
Another uncapping sound snaps you back to awareness as you feel his hands at the bottom of your legs. Another moan escapes your mouth as you adjust your body against the table.
“Does that feel good?”
A simple “mmm” informs him he is doing as expected.
Sliding up your legs he asks if you are comfortable for him to remove the towel so he can work your things more precisely.
Feeling some slight wetness between your legs you hesitate before allowing him to continue.
As he wanders over to his bag to remove more oils you glance up noticing a definite bulge in his pants as he stands back up, quickly dropping your head back into the hole you can’t help but smile.
After warming the oil he once again begins at your calfs working his way to your thighs, feeling your body shiver as he massages the back of your knees, your breathing becoming quick and shallow.
As his hands reach your thighs you fight to contain yourself, the feeling of his hands caressing you in such a knowing way causes your mind to become swimming with some rather unsavory thoughts.
Unable to conceal your pleasure and wetness you gradually spread your legs a little wider teasing him further up your legs.
Noticing your invitation he responds by sliding his hands to your buttocks. While massaging here he spreads his hands from your delicious mounds down to inner thighs, so close to your labia and back again.
Eliciting another moan you lift your arse, feeling the cool air against your vagina tells you he can see everything.
Clearing his throat, “miss if you’d like me to cover you again with the towel I can focus on your back again”
Noticing his resistance you turn and sit up.
“Do I look like I want you to massage my back”
Holding your gaze as he daren’t look at your body he informs you that this isn’t the service he provides.
You know he wants you as the bulge in his pants is huge now
Parting your legs you grab him around the waste and pull him in for a deep kiss.
Responding, he kisses you passionately, moving his hands over your body he caresses your breasts.
As you fumble with his belt he releases your breasts to remove his shirt before deeply kissing you again.
Dropping his trousers and shorts you expose his solid 7” plus cock to your wanton eyes and hands. Slowly wanking his cock he pulls back from the kiss to moan and see you pleasuring him.
Another deep kiss and he drops to his knees pushing his face to your wet pussy.
Holding your gaze, he begins to lightly lick your clitoris and surrounding labia ensuring not an inch of you goes untouched.
Grabbing his hair you begin to grind your pussy against his face covering him in your juices.
Sliding his oily fingers into your pussy causes you to begin forcefully humping his face and hands. The oral assault proves too much and you cum hard as you hold his face against your pussy.
Standing up, hair a mess and face covered in your juices he kisses you again, allowing you to taste yourself on his lips and tongue.
Eager to penetrate you he lies you back on the table spreading your legs for him, he begins to rub his cock over your pussy, touching your clit and opening the folds of your lips.
Deciding he cannot wait any more he slides his fat cock into your waiting moistness and fills you delightfully.
After working his full cock into you he pauses to regain his breath and admire the beauty before him.
He begins to slide his cock out reaching the head before he slides back in allowing to feel the entirety of his cock against your delicious hole.
Quickening the pace you feel yourself being pushed back up the table as he fucks you.
Moaning loudly he begins to slow as he approaches the edge. Not wanting to cum he slowly removes his cock and goes back down to your eager hole, immediately beginning to tongue fuck you as you lie on the table playing with your breasts.
Recognizing that you are close to cumming again he picks you up from table and lies you onto the nearby shag carpet, spreading your legs he slides into you again.
Not as slowly as before, you’ve both lost all subtly just fucking passionately, deep, hard and fast he fils you.
Moaning together you both race towards a climax, both needing release.
Sharing breaths as you kiss deeply, your body shuddering as you reach orgasm, pussy tightening over his cock he thrusts deeply a few more times before releasing his load into your quivering hole. Spurt after spurt coating your inner most walls.
Collapsing over you, lying together in a panting embrace.
As he begins to lose his erection he slides out of your wet embrace diving back down to taste you.
“I hope you enjoyed your massage madam”
You laugh and agree before pulling him back up to taste yourself in his mouth, giving him a light slap on the arse as you kiss again.
A phone call snaps him back to reality as he realizes he is now around 20 minutes late for his next appointment and leaps up as you giggle at his surprise.
Pulling his trousers on, he folds the table and picks up his bag darting to the door.
“I think you’ve forgotten something” you call out as he opens the door, turning to see what you have.
Lying on the bed and dripping oil onto your breasts tears him from his deliberate pace.
Staring at your oily figure he drops the table
Closes the door
And begins to walk over to you and the bed
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