Massage

Ring-ring. I shook the bell and placed it back down on the desk. I wasted no time in hiding my face in the head pad... and waited.

A few seconds passed and heard the hotel room door open with a clink. I heard it close and soft footsteps coming my way.

Keeping my head down I said nervously, "Good afternoon."

"Well good afternoon to you too ma'am," he said.

My heart racing through my chest, my hands almost trembling, I listened to him remove some things from his bag and place them onto the table adjacent to me.

I was so nervous and too shy to raise my head and even look at the man who was going to give me this massage. I could see his feet from my angle as he walked around the massage table in preparation. I was trying to at least guess his age by his voice as well. He sounded like he was foreign by his accent and perhaps in his thirties, and couldn't help but think I heard that voice before.

The soft relaxing music began to play as he finished preparing. I remained on the table, motionless, waiting...

"Would you like to remove your robe, ma'am?" I heard him ask.

I lifted ever so slowly and began pulling it down from my shoulders and when it reached my waist I could feel him slide it down my legs till it fell from my feet to the floor. Under the head cushion my eyes grew wide when I realized I didn't have panties or even a bra on at the time. My camisole was down to my thigh area, which covered the area of concern.

" I'm going to start on your back, so if you'll remove that we'll get started, " he said as he lightly tugged on my camisole.

"Oh my god," I thought as my hidden eyes grew wider, "I'm naked."

I dropped my camisole to the floor and froze on the table. I don't mean cold; I mean catatonic anticipation of what was to happen next. There was a long silence in the room as I could see he was walking around the table making one full pass. The sight of my naked tanned body on this white sheet illuminated by candlelight had to be somewhat tempting.

Whoever this man was, he was seeing my naked body on this massage table and had to be somewhat intrigued. Perhaps he did this enough that it was cusScottary for him and not a sexually arousing experience. Being a massage therapist I trusted he was legitimate and began to calm myself down.

"After all, he's a therapist and I'm the client, nothing to worry about," I told myself.

Warm sensations ran down my spine as I felt his oiled hands glide down from my shoulders reaching towards my waistline. His hands were large and strong and felt good as they slid down my body with a glide only oils can provide. I dropped my elbows a bit and began to feel his hands massage in circles as he made his way down my back.

I couldn't believe I was letting a strange man massage my body, and being naked was really pushing the envelope. My thoughts went to the erotic sights I'd seen during this vacation and the sexual energy this island possessed. Feeling his hands on my body began to arouse me to some degree -- as well as knowing he had to be admiring my nakedness.

I shifted myself ever so slightly and felt his hands release from my body while I readjusted.

"You ok?" I heard him say.

"Yes," I responded quietly.

He continued to massage my back and with a soft almost sensual glide to his touch. I was enjoying that and let out a muffled moan as he made his way lower. I heard him reapplying some oils on his hands and then felt both his hands glide so gently across my ass.

"Oh my god," I thought. "He is caressing my ass!"

I remained motionless, not allowing him to know I was uncomfortable and yet somewhat... aroused.

His hands were gliding along my cheeks, pausing to squeeze them and prod them with his fingers as he continued the massage. Having his hands all over my ass was driving me wild. He was gliding his hands along my inner thighs and I could tell he was just an inch or so from my pussy. His hand repeated the same motion along the path of my cheeks and gently I could feel one finger glide down my crevice from my tailbone.

"You ok?" I heard him whisper.

"Yes, I'm fine," I whispered back as I clenched the sides of the massage table. He must have seen me as he continued to glide his hands squeezing my ass cheeks so firmly. His hands now roamed my thighs as he worked his way down my trembling body. My legs were soaking up every bit of his attention and I knew he had to enjoy the feeling as well.

A few moments later I swirled my ass a few times as if I was getting comfortable and knew he saw it. I arched my back a little, popping my ass in the air momentarily before I bounced back down to the massage table. The view I just offered had to be something for him to observe. I was so aroused, knowing I was tempting his faith in such an innocent fashion as to not indicate I was interested.

I could hear his breathing and noticed it was getting a bit faster in tempo. At that time, he was standing next to the table and now repositioned himself at my feet. My legs slightly parted enough for him to view my smooth shaven surprise that was drenched in juices that I could feel running down my thigh. He must have seen the small stream trickle down my thigh, as I could hear him respond with a sigh. I visualized the view he must have of my bare ass and legs in his face as I felt his hands roaming my legs.

His hands now massaged my calves and cleverly spread my legs a bit wider as he continued. I was now overwhelmed with the sensual aspect of it all; knowing a stranger was all over my body was arousing me to no end. When I felt the moment was right, I slowly spread my legs and allowed my feet to drape over the edge of the table, exposing my everything for him to view. I could feel my smooth pussy lips slowly unfold and peeling back like a banana exposing my pinkness, which was wet with excitement.

He continued to massage me, running his hands a little higher up my thighs, now massaging my entire leg. From that angle, I knew he had to be bending over a bit to reach that far, which meant his face was getting close to my ass. With my legs parted and my ass in the air, I began to move in rhythm with his motions, which felt soooo good. I made sure to keep them reserved as if I was enjoying the massage but in fact, I was attempting to arouse him a bit, innocently of course.

His hands were now massaging my legs and ass in a faster rhythm as I returned the gesture with my movement on the table. He was now breathing heavily, and I felt a bump on the edge of the table as he fell over a chair that was nearby.

"Are you hurt?" I asked.

"No ma'am," he said.

Still too nervous to raise my head, I remained in the designated position and was stretching my arms to the side. I felt my left hand bump him in his side before dropping it back down to the table.

He returned to the end of the table and held my feet apart and lay my legs back onto the table. I was now very exposed, naked and on my sScottach fully vulnerable to his intentions.

He placed one hand on each of my cheeks as he rolled them back and forth, massaging my ass and outer thighs. I let out an obvious sigh as he continued, knowing I was filling with juices from such an erotic touch. I then began to grind a bit in arousal to see what his reaction would be.

He continued, his fingers getting closer and closer to my now soaking pussy. My body jumped out of reaction, but I kept grinding in arousal and ... in silence.

"You ok?" I heard him ask again.

I said nothing, lifted up and popped my ass in the air as if to stretch. I continued to rise until I was on all fours, my back fully arched now. I let out a gasping sound as if the stretching felt good, my ass popped out like a balloon, my smooth round cheeks glowing in the candlelight. I was so aroused now that I didn't care what he did to me. My pussy was throbbing and the juice kept flowing from behind me and streaming down my thighs. He had to see it, I know.

He backed away as I adjusted my positioning on the narrow table, still keeping my face hidden from view I spread my legs as far as I could ...and waited. There was a moment of silence as he just fell back into the chair in disbelief.

"Shall I lay down?" I asked.

"No! You're fine right there, " he said.

Out of the corner of my eye I could see him re-approach, my ass now at eye level. He walked around the table once more and I heard him whisper, "Unbelievable."

My face was hidden, my mouth wide open in desire imagining what must be going through this man's mind as he gazed at my naked flesh. I swayed a few times back and forth as if I was continuing my stretch, but in fact I was taunting his eyes in hopes he was excited.

He placed both hands on my ass and began to massage them, covering every inch of my cheeks. I began to counter his touch with small circular sways as he continued. His breath was getting heavier now, I felt it on my left thigh as it continued to warm my leg. I felt his hands getting so close to my pussy I was about to explode in arousal.

He repositioned himself and now I could feel his breath running down the curves of my ass as his face must have been just inches away. I continued to slowly swagger my ass back and forth, countering his massage strokes. I heard him let out an obvious gasp.

"Would you like to be rimmed?" I heard him whisper.

I didn't know what he was talking about, so I remained silent. 'Rimmed,' I thought... what is that?

Searching for words, I whispered from underneath the headrest... "Give me your best massage, "I whispered.

My body now twisted in anticipation of how far a massage could go. I didn't know what the guidelines were and certainly didn't expect more than what I was already receiving. This WAS a very sensual experience that I was exploring and I was at his disposal at this point, overwhelmed with excitement.

I felt the table shift, as it seemed that weight was being added to the table, rocking a few times sideways. My legs were still parted as I felt his hands grasp my calves

"What is rimming?" I pondered.

I tightly gripped the soft padded table as I felt his breath on my ass and extremely close. I was quite nervous and yet equally mesmerized by this whole experience. Seconds later all I felt was his face sink into my ass and his tongue was licking wildly on my asshole like a feather. I let out a loud gasp and dug my fingers into the table, breaking two fingernails instantly as they fell to the floor.

"Oh my god," I said in a soft moan as I looked back at him. All I could see was this man's forehead pressed against my tailbone as I swirled my ass back and forth, forcing his face even deeper between my cheeks. His hot furious breath heated my ass as his tongue dashed all around my sweet crevice. With long licks up my ass, he tasted my soft flesh.

I had never felt this before and having a strange man's face in my ass, in my hotel room was overwhelmingly arousing. I could feel his tongue digging as if to poke into my ass as he continued his fury. His tongue was incredible, creating friction as he lapped away. I was pressing backwards slightly, giving him complete access. His strong hands pulled my ass apart like an orange sliced open, digging his tongue inside my ass now.

"Ohhhhh myyyy," I moaned.

The room was filled with the sounds of sucking and slurping, a lot like the sound when one eats watermelon, except he was eating my slice of ass as I lay on that table. His strong hands were now gripping my calves tightly as he forced his face even deeper into my eager ass cleavage.

My eyes were rolling in the back of my head, and I couldn't get enough. The feeling of his tongue lapping my asshole was mesmerizing. I never dreamt it would feel so good.

"Oh my god, this man is eating my ass!" I said to myself.

His hands slid up to my hips, pulling my ass back towards him even more. His smooth face now ground back and forth in between my ass cheeks as I countered with thrusting movements. I raised my calves and wrapped them around his neck and using my legs, I pulled him in my ass, his tongue now cruising my cheeks like I was his ice cream cone, accompanied by nice long licks up my tanned cheeks.

"God this is good!" I whispered to myself.

I pushed him back with my legs and rolled over onto my back. I could now see in the darkness an image but still couldn't see his face clearly. As I lay there he walked around the table once again. He made one more lap around the table but this time from about 5 feet way as if to survey my trembling body. When I focused on his crotch I could see a very large bulge in his pants.

"Oh my," I thought. "What is that?"

He approached from the side and began massaging my breasts and out of the corner of my eye I could see his bulge very near my face. My heart was now racing even faster if that were possible. I took one more long look at it in the dark, and gulped quietly and turned my head straight again in disbelief. "That can't be real," I thought.

His fingers pinched my nipples as I twist on the table in delight.

My eyes partially opened seeing this dark figure in my hotel room, giving me a massage of some sorts. I certainly couldn't blame him for his actions, as I was equally responsible. Having a stranger's oiled hands massaging and groping my body was tremendously exciting for me.

My tongue tickled my top lip as I felt his, circling my nipples back and forth, left to right. His mouth felt so aggressive and hungry for me I just lay there and let him feast. My neck arched my head back in ecstasy as he continued to suck my breasts. I reached forward with my right hand and pressed his head further down onto my sScottach area as I felt kisses being placed as he moved further down.

"Oh my god, I'm having sex with him," I said to myself.

I allowed my legs to fall, parting, fully exposing my smooth peach and know that he was close enough to see the lips glowing in the candlelight. He let out a loud gasp and quickly went to the end of the table again. I raised both of my legs high, all the way to my chest, and held them close at my knees. He was now looking at me fully exposed, my smooth pussy dripping juices down my legs.

"Go ahead," I said softly as I seductively licked my lips.

My hands, moist with sweat, slid off my knees as I explored a place I'd never been. I was trembling with excitement and arousal. I had no feelings of guilt, only feelings of desire. I felt his body on the table and his knees bumping my hips as he took over and held my legs for me...against my chest.

"Are you serious? About tasting you?" he whispered.

"What is your name?" I asked.

"Mathew," he replied.

"Would you enjoy tasting me?" I asked, and then reached for his hand and held it tightly as if to get his attention. He stared back in total amazement and nodded very thoroughly, "Yes."

"Are you safe?" I asked with an obvious look of concern upon my face.

"I too am married, you're ok," he said with a smile.

I looked into the dark image of a man's face and extended my tongue out and casually licked my lips as a gesture of approval.

I dropped my head back down to the table and let out a gasp as he held my legs high. Mathew moved back a little and dove into my soaking pussy with everything he had. It seemed as if one could hear a splash as his face made contact. His face was coated in seconds with my juices that were certainly overflowing and unstoppable. I could hear him gulping down mouthfuls of my kept cream as he ate me alive. His face was buried to his ears, he was grinding his mouth wide open into my pussy.

I had never experienced a man who ate with such vigor, as if he hadn't been properly fed, and made some of the loudest suction noises I've ever heard. My pussy was screaming in ecstasy as he continued to ravish my juicy slice.

The sensations running through my body were indescribable. My legs just shuddered every time he mashed his face deep into my pussy. His tongue was huge and I mean huge, covering my entire pussy with one long lick. I thrashed back and forth as this man devoured me and sucked and swallowed every ounce of juice I could produce.

He was extremely thorough, with very long and generous swipes, making me cum quickly, flooding his mouth even further. My shaven pussy seemed to be a treat for him as he commented on its smoothness and shape. His hands now roamed my legs and ass, and he twisted his face deeper into my drenched passage. I lay there, head back and mouth open, searching for air as he gave me the eating of my life. I came over and over...

I must have lay there for 35 minutes enjoying every bit of his oral talents. My head and body were now twisting back and forth, soaking his face as he continued to gulp my juices down, as I heard his audible swallow. I was feeding this stranger, this married stranger... my pussy.

"Oh my god," I yelped.

I felt something very hard poking alongside my pussy and it felt enormous. His face now buried between my breasts as I wrapped my long legs around him. Sucking and licking my nipples, he made me tremble with lust. Flashes of the couple and all the flesh I had been exposed to on the beaches were flooding my mind as I felt his massive tool bump my soaking pussy again. This time I felt myself 'stretch' wide as I felt the head of his cock enter my pussy. My nails dug into his back and my pussy contracted, pushing him out again.

"Oh my, am I going to let him fuck me?" I said to myself.

I secured my legs around his waist and quickly arched my pussy forward as an open invitation for his arrival. My pussy was still adjusting from the massive entry of such a large cock that it seemed to flower out for more.

He wasted no time as I felt his entire cock slide all the way inside me, tapping the back of my love tunnel. I just about jumped off of the table feeling its massiveness deep inside me. My pussy stretched wide around his cock like a rubber band squeezing its circumference. My eyes rolled in the back of my head as my pussy expanded even further, enveloping his thickness, clutching it tight with my walls.

"Jesus!" I yelped.

I wrapped my arms around him as I pulled him close to me. Now locking my legs, I began to attempt to release his giant cock from my grip as he completely withdrew it and slowly, ever so slowly, slid it all the way back into me as I let out a loud gasp in the room as he began to pump.

Oh my god, my pussy was so full of cock that it seemed to be sucking his shaft back inside as he withdrew. As he withdrew I heard a faint pop as his cock exited my pussy, almost the sound of a corked bottle. I had never felt a big cock like that; the feeling inside my pussy was overpowering.

It was like all these years, I had never been fucked until now. His face was still buried in my breasts, licking and sucking as I enjoyed his deep plunges back and forth, my pussy just gushing with juice. He reached below and cupped my ass with both hands and slid it even deeper.

"OHHHH MYYY Godddd," I yelled. "Yesssss, Mathew Yes!"

Mathew began increasing the tempo as he pushed that massive cock deep into my awaiting pussy as I rocked back and forth countering his thrusts. I reached down and felt the size of his cock as he slammed it home. I could barely get my fingers around it as I held it guiding it into me.

"Oh my, Nisa," I thought to myself. "I am fucking this younger man named Mathew who has an enormous cock that I'm sure he's plowing into his wife on a regular basis."

As he rode me I wondered how his wife must feel getting this cock every night, which made me increase the tempo from the lust I had for his huge cock as well. He pushed it balls deep in me, filling my cavity like it had never been. It's not often a girl has a chance to experience such a thing, and I was more than happy to be receiving its reward.