Being a relative newbie at the time, erotic massage thrilled me. I was always on the lookout for different variations, different experiences. How to take the sensual and intimate feeling of erotic touch to the next level.
On one of the local massage forums, I frequented there was a thread about prostate massage.
From the time that I learned to jack off, I was aware of the wonderful sensations that came with anal stimulation. It was taboo. Not talked about, but it felt really good! Soon the stimulation grew to penetration with a finger while jacking off and more, so when I read about full-on prostate massage, I was intrigued. Could it get even better?
I read through the forum post to learn that this type of massage actually existed and not all but many men enjoyed it.
My semi-photographic memory recalled an advertisement I'd seen not-so-long-ago and right away I started surfing the massage ads.
There was an ad on back-page or craigslist that popped up every few weeks for a massage lady who provided a prostate massage as part of the "therapeutic treatment." My cock thickened when I found it.
That ad promised the ultimate in sensual experiences from a European Lady.
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My mind immediately contrived a buxom Elvira-type lady except with blond hair, telling me to bend over in a thick easter European accent.
Shyness prevented me from calling her right away. I needed to know more. What would it be like? I surfed a few porn sites for images and videos. These ranged from gentle anal fingering to Femdom cock milking, and strap-on fucking.
If only it could be like that! Just thinking about it made my cock a veiny couple shades of purple.
I researched, even more, looking at online reviews fantasizing and daydreaming about what I would be like. To be honest, there wasn't much. Either there was very little of this type of massage going on, or everyone was keeping it a secret. Online, I couldn't find anything specific about this lady at all.
At that time, I was an erotic massage newbie, it took months to work up the nerve to call Betty, let alone go see her. Between that decision were a lot of long-drawn-out masturbation sessions.
I'd lube up and finger my ass while I jacked off. I suppose most guys don't have long enough arms so no matter what I did, I never really got very deep. Still, it was enough to make me cum gallons. I'm a big cummer so most of the time, I painted my chest, neck and sometimes face with streaks of sticky sperm.
I wasn't fully massaging my prostate no matter what I did. The thought of a girl or lady doing it for me, while I was under her control, sounded much more thrilling.
Finally, after weeks and weeks, I mustered up enough courage to call her up. Her kind, confident Austrian-inflected accent was so sexy, so perfect. Just like I fantasized. I had to do this!
Her voice was calming but direct and so experienced but unfortunately, her location was right downtown. This place was a parking nightmare and far from my work. My mind was made up. I wasn't going to let anything stop me, and scrolled transit locations on google maps.
Thanks to the subway location, I was able to plan an alternate way to get to her downtown high-rise.
With a route in mind and sexual energy amped-up, within the week, I made a late afternoon appointment. The appointment I made was late enough in the afternoon to permit me to sneak away from work and would have me arrive home in early enough, to dissuade any spousal suspicions. I could always feign an extended late afternoon work-related meeting.
I recollect my first visit was a late spring or early summer day. Weather was favourable and meant a ten to fifteen-minute quick walk from the subway station.
When I buzzed up to her apartment, and Betty opened the door, I was thrilled. Betty wasn't a blonde Elvira, but she ticked all of the boxes wonderfully. Betty had a round face with a striking jawline. There was little makeup on her eyebrows or lashes. Her light blue eyes sparkled with that milfy experience. She could have been Swedish or German. It didn't matter. This MILFy beauty was probably fifteen years older than me but had it together. I surmised that she could have been a model when she was younger, who had aged ever so gracefully. Her face was mature, but still very pretty. She smiled and so did her blue eyes when she let me in. I could tell she liked me, "You are so attractive." She touched my arm muscle ushering me inside her upper high-rise apartment, commenting on my muscles. "And very firm." Betty padded my ass reminding us both why I was there.
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Betty moved to the corner of the massage area which was decorated with tasteful artwork and open earth-toned curtains framing a mostly unobstructed view of downtown. There was a large sturdy massage table covered in white linens. A small donut-shaped folded towel was placed around the face-hole. I chuckled inside. At least there were no whips, chains or strap-on dildos!
"You can undress here."
I guess she's going to watch me. I'd always been fit, but this was new. I have had very few women watch me undress before. I took a breath. Something about this was perfect and arousing. Having a clothed Milfy European woman who was going to be fingering my asshole, watching me, checking me out as I undressed in front of her. It was cock-hardening. Instead of tossing everything in the usual clump, I made certain to fold my clothes neatly and place them on the chair.
I was completely naked, standing there. I just stood there silently. I'd half imagined her to ask me to bend over and touch my toes! Instead, Betty handed me a large terry cloth towel and directed me to the apartment shower. I cleaned extra thoroughly spending the appropriate amount of time washing the nether regions before heading back to the massage table, already sporting a flagging erection. My mind and body were ready for this experience.
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"You are bigger than the average bear!" Looking at my cock, she smiled, planning what she was going to do to me, no doubt. Betty had changed and was wearing a black lace corset, with a very sheer beige-coloured wrap when I entered the massage area. It was easy to see the corset stopped below her breasts and above her pussy. I had a nice view of her fine light bush and nipples through the sheer cover. My cock erected like someone twenty years younger. So far this was everything I could have wished for. The perfect experienced pretty woman to massage me and teach me all about prostate massage.
"Let's get you on your tummy." Betty directed me face down.
I positioned my body face down shuffled around until my head stared through the face-hole at the 80's style Berber carpet and awaited her touch. Where would she start? Would she just poke me in the butt and get probing? It took a moment, but she came to the head of the table doing a light grazing massage of my neck muscles and back. With my head peeking through the hole in the table, I raised my eyes catching a look at her bare legs and the fact that the sheer cover she had been wearing was now removed.
When she leaned over to massage the small of my back, I accidentally, casually let my hands drift up and touch her legs. Betty didn't object verbally or stiffen, so when she massaged my bare butt cheeks, I let my hands go up higher until they were right up by her pussy. Her bare breasts and firm nipples grazed my head and upper back. The more she massaged and rubbed against me, the more pronounced her nipples got. She was stimulating herself on me!
I liked that! My cock hardened trapped between the massage table and my stomach when she let me touch her pussy lips with my fingers. Her hands made circular movements symmetrically over my glutes, kind of massaging them apart in firm circles. My ass-crack was being spread open each time.
"You have a well-muscled ass," Betty's alluring accent was so stimulating. Betty spilled some more oil on my butt cheeks. I took that as a green light and slipped my fingers between her labia. She stood astride allowing my fingers to dance in her moist pussy lips. All the time I was doing this, and letting my fingers slip closer and closer to her vagina, Betty continued the erotic circular massage of my butt cheeks.
I rocked my butt side to side over my bulging trapped cock and under her experienced hands. The nerves all over my ass were so sensitized. She had made me greedily ready.
I curved a finger up into Betty's pussy. It was silky and snug, like that of a much younger woman.
"Oh, you are a bad boy!" She said with a hint of humour.
Then I felt it, a trickle of oil being poured down my ass crack. My finger fucked into her vagina tentatively as she began to play my body. Betty rolled the pad of her fingertip around my hole relaxing it. Over and over, round and round, not yet entering me. God, it was such an arousing sensation. I wanted her inside and pushed my rosebud against her finger.
