I visited an upscale day spa for a relaxing massage after a long, stressful week. The masseur, Mark, was a handsome man with strong hands and a charming smile. He started by massaging my back, neck, and shoulders, and I felt all the tension melting away.
As he moved his hands down to my legs, I couldn’t help but notice how close they were getting to my pussy. My heart started racing, and I felt a warmth spreading through my body. He was massaging my inner thighs, and I couldn’t resist the urge to let out low moans of pleasure, just subtle enough to hint that I was enjoying it without being too obvious.
To give even more hints, I began shifting my pelvis ever so slightly, hoping he would pick up on the cues and get closer to my pussy. He must have sensed something because he started massaging my inner thighs even more intently. Each time his hands subtly brushed against my pussy lips, I let a soft moan of pleasure.
He got the hint and started purposely rubbing his fingers right alongside my pussy lips as he continued to massage my inner thighs. I couldn’t help but moan even louder, indicating that I was okay with it. He took this as an invitation and began massaging my pussy directly.
My heart was pounding in my chest, and I felt a flood of wetness between my legs. I couldn’t believe what was happening, but I didn’t want it to stop. As he continued to massage my pussy, I started to stroke his cock through his pants. He let out a soft groan of pleasure as I touched him, making me even more turned on.
I reached into his pants and grabbed hold of his hard cock, feeling the warmth of it in my hand. I began stroking him up and down, matching the rhythm of his fingers inside my pussy. He continued to rub circles around my clit, driving me wild with pleasure.
His other hand slid up to play with my nipples, pinching them gently between his fingers. I let out a deep moan as he touched me, feeling the pressure building within me. My whole body was tingling with pleasure, and I knew I was close to cumming.
Just then, Mark thrust two fingers inside my pussy, rubbing against my G-spot as he continued to massage my clit. The sensation was overwhelming, and I felt a powerful orgasm wash over me. My pussy contracted around his fingers, and I cried out in pleasure as I came hard on his hand.
As I lay there, panting and catching my breath, Mark began to stroke his cock faster and harder. He let out a low groan of pleasure as he neared the edge, and I felt a warm rush of cum spill out onto my hand as he came.
I licked the cum off my fingers, savoring the taste of him as I lay there, coming down from the high of our intense encounter. From then, I knew Mark was going to be getting regular visits from me.
