Kinky Masseur Aroused Me!

Kinky Masseur At The Spa Gave Me A Massage I’ll Never Forget. From the first drop of oil to the whisper in my ear, Roxy wanted more.  Strong hands ready to pleasure my body from the top of my head to the tips of my toes. Every caress sent an erotic tingle down me. Even closing my eyes now, I can still feel every tantalizing touch.

Deciding to treat myself to some well deserved me time, I booked an appointment with the resort spa.  Walking through the doors it was like entering a paradise! Greeted with champagne and petit fours, I knew this was going to be just what I needed.  The hostess leads me back to my room where she helped me undress and wrapped the most luxurious robe I’ve ever felt around me. Hibiscus flowers surrounded me in the room.  The scent was mesmerizing.

Shortly, the hostess came back and lead me out onto a side patio facing the ocean. She asked if I wanted a curtain for privacy, but feeling a little naughty I declined. I took off my robe as people passed by on the beach.  I was hoping I’d catch someones attention. My goddess body was meant to be looked at and worshiped.  Climbing up on the massage table, I stretched a bit then laid down my head. Closing my eyes, feeling the warm breeze pass over my naked body I wondered when my masseuse would be there.

Startled by a deep masculine voice, I jumped. Turning to see the most exotic looking man I’d ever seen, a sly smile spread across my face. Telling me he’d be taking care of me today, I thought to myself, yes you sure will be.

One Kinky Touch Leads To Another

Resuming my position, I hoped he’d start with my legs first. I was dying for him to spread them and kneed the inside of my thighs. Just thinking about his fingers stroking my pussy lips made me get wet. He’s hands were like magic, making me melt more with each touch. Our small talk turned kinky as I finally felt one of his fingers graze my freshly waxed pink lips.

He excused himself. But I told him that between my legs were like a magnet, and I knew it couldn’t be helped. I rolled over and slid my legs up near my ass, spreading them. His eyes were glued right where I wanted them to be. Putting my finger in my mouth then touching my clit, he watched. I rubbed myself more, spreading my lips wider so he could see every inch of me. When I went to close my legs, and he grabbed my ankles to stop me.  I smiled, knowing the masseur was all mine.

“We can’t do this here”, I said and handed him my room and cell phone number.

“Meet me upstairs in thirty minutes”. He shook his head and I pushed myself up against him bare breasted. Feeling his heart race a million miles an hour, I stood up on my tippy toes and licked his lips seductively. I grabbed my robe trailing it behind me as I walked back to my room to retrieve my clothes. His eyes watching every move. I was changing and got a text from him. It said I can’t wait thirty minutes, I’ll see you in fifteen.

I felt my pussy tighten at the sight of the text. I knew this was going to be an afternoon I’ll never forget.

Stay tuned for Part II of the Kinky Masseur this week.

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