I arrived at the beautiful day spa, extremely excited about the prospect of my day of relaxation and pampering. My boyfriend, for my birthday, had booked me in for an entire day at a luxury spa, a much needed break from the hassles of work and family issues. On arrival I was given a light breakfast and indulged in the Greek style swimming pool and incredible steam rooms. My treatments started and I felt myself really unwind as I was pampered with facials, and manicures and more. Needless to say, I was becoming very thankful to my boyfriend. I began thinking of how I was going to enjoy thanking him when I got home and started to feel a familiar heat between my thighs. As relaxed as I felt, I started to feel a familiar anticipation stir and was getting hornier and hornier as I sat imagining what would happen later. Finally, the time came for my last treatment of the day, a full body massage.
I was lounging in the relaxation area of the spa when a petite woman with perfect olive skin and long flowing dark hair came to collect me.
"Hi, are you Holly?" she asked, to which I nodded in response.
"My name is Dana, and I'll be your masseuse, if you'd like to follow me?" she said, and proceeded to lead me to a private room.
As she lead the way I began to notice her luscious curves and the rounded shape of what looked like a perfect ass underneath the trousers of her spa uniform. I found myself rather excited at the thought of this woman touching me. I had only ever experimented with a couple of women before in my life, but it had never gone very far, I believed I was more partial to men. However I was struck at how Dana had managed to instantly catch my attention.
She led me into the room and 10 minutes later the massage had begun. As she slicked oils up and down my body I realised how extremely aware I was of my nakedness beneath the towel. As she worked her magic I found this was not the relaxing experience I had intended; her magic hands were working me further into a frenzy of lust rather than deep relaxation. I desperately wanted to reach down and pleasure myself to the relief I urgently needed.
She began to work her way up my thighs then and it was too much, I let out a low moan and instantly felt her hands still on my leg. I was worried she had caught on and was going to stop, embarrass me there and then, maybe tell me to leave, but then she continued massaging my leg. She began to work her way higher and higher until she neared my pussy. My juices flowed and I knew she must have noticed the smell of sex in the air. I felt some run down my thigh and pool on the bed below me. She moved to the next thigh and gently brushed against my pussy as she went, causing me to softly whimper. She did this a three more times and it became clear that she was deliberately driving me crazy with need. On the third time I let out a soft moan and buried my head in the pillow. Hearing my reaction, she slowly reached down and began to massage between my legs, finally reaching my clit and rubbing gently as I moaned into the pillow, until she finally shoved two fingers deep inside me and I screamed in pleasure. She worked in and out, rubbing my clit with her thumb and driving all rational thought from my mind until I felt I was on the edge of orgasm. She inserted a third finger and began pumping hard into me. It pushed me over the edge and I cried out a my orgasm rocked through me, making me shudder and writhe on the bed. I began to come down from my orgasm and wanted to feel her soft, wet flesh, to taste her; I decided it was definitely her turn now.
I turned over and sat up, and instantly she brought her head down to mine and we were passionately kissing. I quickly removed her uniform and then her bra, to reveal luscious breasts. I eagerly pulled her distended nipple into my mouth, lapping with my tongue while my hand worked her other breast, hearing her pant as I took her higher. I pulled her onto the table next to me and kissed my way down her body, eager to taste the juices between her legs. I quickly yanked at her silky panties and disposed of them on the floor before turning towards her beautifully shaven pussy. Unable to wait, I thrust my tongue between her sweet folds, lapping at her clit and working two...three fingers into her slit as she writhed and moaned beneath my mouth. She was so wet, I quickly realised that three fingers was not enough.
"More, I want more," she cried.