My Favorite Massage

As I lay there waiting for the masseuse to arrive in the warm Cabana I felt a strange lassitude and at the same time a wetness between my legs. My lover was at the conference with me, but we had no chance to be together. I was always excited when he was nearby.

Feeling somewhat racy I had draped only about a 6 inch layer of towel over my breasts and another 6 inches over my core. This was unusual but it felt right. The cabana was warm but not uncomfortable. When the masseuse arrived I was struck by how much he resembled my lover. We made small talk as he unpacked his oils and lotions. I was lying on my back.

I love a massage and this one felt really good. It seemed as though the oil that he was using actually began to warm as he kneaded it into my skin. He spent a long time on my shoulders and then moved down doing my upper body. His fingers came tantalizingly close to my nipples. He continued, unfazed by the sexuality of what he was engendering.

He moved down and began to massage my thighs. Again his fingers seemed terribly close. I felt my arousal increase. I don't know why but I reached up and removed the towel over my breasts. When he saw this, he moved his hands up and began to caress my newly exposed breasts. Gradually he began to focus on my nipples. His fingers were gentle but strong. I felt my clit pulse.

He turned me over and straddled my legs as he kneaded my shoulders. Whenever he moved I could feel his clothed, hard cock rubbing against my ass. He continued down my back, and I reached behind me to remove the towel.

He paused and then pulling on some snaps removed his shorts. He continued the massage as if it were only natural for his hard cock to be sliding between the cheeks of my ass, becoming soaked with that warm oil. As he moved, I felt it sliding back and forth again and again.

As I pondered my next move I wondered whether I wasn't truly becoming a slut. I reached back. God, his cock was so hard. I pushed it down between my legs. That forced him to bring his chest down to my back because his cock was so hard that it almost felt like it would break if he stayed upright.

I could feel his hard cock soaked in that warm well. When I pushed it down the head touched my clit. I couldn't help myself. I began to hump. He joined in. He was a very strong man and it's almost like he was raising his entire body to cause it to slide across my clit almost into my cunt. Then pausing with almost the slightest pressure against my anus. We were so slippery that it slid off and began its downward path towards my clit again,

I couldn't help myself. I started moving like I was being fucked. God, almighty, his cock was so hard that when it was resting against my clit, it pressed hard. If it hadn't been so slippery it might have almost been painful, but instead it was deliciously exciting. As he moved his cock, it actually slipped into my cunt about an inch.

Although it felt good, I really wanted something else. When it reached my ass I reached back, took the head, and moved it again and again against my anus. I could feel my anus softening. I knew that I was getting ready to receive him. Gradually, it made the slow journey to my clit again and again and again. I humped it. I was delirious as it came back up. I reached back and tried to get it to enter. Only a slut would have done what I did next.

I begged, "Oh, Please, please, please push it in."

I felt it enter with the stretching and pain that always happened in the beginning. I ignored it and humped it into me.

My fingers flew, I was so hot. My clit was so sensitive, and I pushed and pushed to get every millimeter of all that hard cock deep into my ass.

Once I did, I looked back at him and asked, "Would you rather that I clean your cock after you've cum in my ass or that I take you in my mouth when you're ready to cum?"

I wondered what my lover would think. I wondered if he would punish me.