I had been having an amazing time with Pedro lately – we were practically inseparable. We had just spent another passionate night together, and I woke up the next morning feeling sore all over. My body felt like it needed some extra TLC after our rigorous session, so I decided to book a massage at my favourite spa.
I was disappointed when I arrived, as Ana – my usual masseuse – wasn’t available that day. Instead, I was assigned a young male masseur named Henrique. I had never been massaged by a man before, but I figured it couldn’t hurt to try something new.
Henrique led me into a dimly lit room with soothing music playing in the background. The scent of lavender filled the air, and I immediately felt my muscles start to relax just from the atmosphere alone. Henrique asked me if there were any specific areas where I needed extra attention, and I mentioned that I was sore all over, especially my neck and shoulders.
As he began to work on my back, I noticed how strong his hands were – they were surprisingly gentle, though. His touch made me feel more relaxed than ever before, and I could feel the tension in my muscles slowly melting away. As he moved down to my legs, I couldn’t help but get aroused by his skilled touch. My mind started to wander, thinking about how it would feel if his hands were to explore even further…
“Would you like me to focus on any particular areas?” Henrique asked softly, bringing me back to reality.
“Yes,” I replied hesitantly, “I think my hips could use some extra pressure.”
He nodded and began massaging my hip bones with his thumbs. As he moved closer to the center of my body, I felt a shiver run down my spine. His touch was electric – it made me feel more alive than ever before. Suddenly, I found myself arching my back slightly, inviting him to go even deeper.
Henrique must have sensed my desire because he increased the pressure on my hips, making me gasp out loud. He continued this rhythmic motion for what felt like forever, and I could feel my pussy getting wetter by the second.
“Is that too much pressure?” Henrique asked, concern in his voice.
I shook my head no, unable to speak at that moment. My body was on fire – every nerve ending was alive with sensation. Suddenly, I felt his finger dip slightly between my legs, and I nearly came undone right there on the massage table.
“Sofia,” he said, “I can tell you’re enjoying this.”
He continued to massage my hips while his other hand slid up towards my breast, gently caressing the curve of it with his palm. I moaned softly, arching my back even more to try and encourage his hands to massage my breasts.
Henrique understood the gesture and began kneading my breasts with both hands now, rolling my nipples between his fingers until they were hard little peaks. His touch was driving me wild – I had never felt anything like it before.
“Please,” I begged, not sure what exactly I was asking for but knowing that I needed more. “Massage me here,” as I placed my hand overtop my pussy.
Henrique didn’t hesitate – he slid one hand down between my legs, finding my clit with ease. He started rubbing slow circles around it while his other hand continued to massage my breasts, squeezing them together until they were almost overflowing from his grip.
I felt like I was going crazy – every inch of my body was screaming for release, and Henrique seemed determined to give it to me. He increased the pressure on my clit, causing me to cry out in pleasure. My pussy was drenched with lust as I felt my orgasm building inside me.
“Oh God,” I moaned, “I’m going to cum.”
Henrique didn’t slow down – if anything, he picked up the pace even more. He continued rubbing my clit while his other hand moved lower, sliding two fingers deep inside my pussy. My muscles clenched around them as I felt my orgasm wash over me like a tidal wave of pleasure.
“That’s it,” Henrique whispered in my ear, “cum for me, Sofia.”
And cum I did – my entire body convulsed with ecstasy as wave after wave of pleasure crashed over me. I could feel my pussy clenching around his fingers, soaking the massage table with my juices.
As my orgasm subsided, I felt Henrique gently remove his fingers from inside me and wrap an arm around my waist to support me. He whispered sweet nothings into my ear as he helped me clean up and get dressed, making sure that I was okay before leaving the room.
I floated out of the spa on a cloud of euphoria, knowing that I would never forget this incredible massage experience – or the handsome young masseur who had given it to me.
