The Masseur

I loved to be doted on and Eric loved to please so we were a match made in heaven.  His body was perfect. I could stare at him for hours. He had eyes that lead you to his soul. His strong jawline and dimples had me captivated. I was a sucker for a man with dimples. His broad shoulders led to a chiseled chest down to the valleys of his pelvis. He had long athletic legs. Last but not least, his dick was a perfect nine inches, long and thick. My mouth would water at the site of his gorgeous member.

It was date night, but he suggested we stay home.  He stripped my small frame of all of my clothes. My perfect breasts stood at attention. His strong hands found their way down my taut abdomen and around to my plump ass. We got into the candlelit shower. We had one of those spa showers with multiple shower heads and a bench. I was in heaven. He lathered me slowly, taking care to leave no part of my body untouched. The parts that he couldn’t reach were being prodded by the shower heads.  It was like being in the shower with several people. I grabbed a vibrating sponge and began to wash his front as he rubbed my shoulders and chest. I could feel the electricity throughout my body and mostly in my center. My body could explode any minute.

The smell of the lavender body wash was so relaxing, yet it had my senses yearning for more. He lathered and gently washed my hair, while taking care in massaging my scalp and temples. My eyes were closed, while I imagined his long fingers stroking my kitty to climax. I got lost in my fantasies while he continued to wash my hair.

He led me out of the shower and into our bedroom. We dried each other off. Then our eyes met. He cupped my face and I stood on my toes as we kissed passionately. His huge stature always seemed to envelop my entire petite body. Our tongues danced. Our souls united with just one kiss. We continued to kiss passionately, alternating between deep kisses and light bites at each other’s mouths. The rest of me yearned to feel his lips.

He picked me up and laid me down on the bed. He placed me on my stomach so that he could massage my back. My entire back was one huge erogenous zone and he’d found all the right places.  He poured warmed massage oil from a massage candle onto my shoulders and down my spine. His brawny hands followed the stream of oil. He began at the small of my back. Strokes initiated at my spine separated out to my sides. Alternating between firm pressure and light finger touches. His fingers danced up my spine towards my shoulders. He firmly massaged the tension from my neck and shoulder blades. The oil glided under his masculine hands over the valleys through the peaks on my back. Circular strokes, light thumping, and firm caresses all over until I was putty in his hands.

He moved down to my calves and stroked my muscular legs in short concentrated strokes. Up to my thick thighs, where he used alternating pressure on opposite legs. He rubbed me into a frenzy. My moist center yearned to be massaged. I knew the best was yet to come. He rubbed my ample ass. I could feel his touches all over. Places he’d been and spots he’d yet to conquer all felt like they were being massaged into ecstasy at the same time.

His tongue touched my ear as he whispered all of the things he planned to do to me. He tongued my ear, in an out and onto my earlobe, then down my neck to my back. His tongue painted a trail straight down my back, stopping only to change speeds- from a flicker of the tongue, to flat laps, and sweet kisses all the way down my trail. He stopped briefly when he gently parted my ass cheeks. I elevated my pelvis off the bed so he could have better access. He teased my ass with just the tip of his tongue. I was so close to cumming and he hadn’t even touched my pussy yet. I was dripping wet and starving for his thick dick. I knew it would be a while before my walls were massaged from the inside. I decided to be patient and enjoy the sensations.

Up and down, in and out of my back door. I was near convulsing when he suddenly stopped. He slid his body up mine and lay on top of me. I could feel his huge hard dick throbbing on my ass. He whispered, “Are you ready for me”? I just whimpered because I couldn’t even talk at this point.

I did as I was told and flipped over onto my back. He stared down at my body like it was the first time he had seen me naked. I felt so sexy, so desired. We shared a kiss. I grabbed his back and pulled him down onto me. I could feel all of his weight down on my body. I felt him overpower me with his size and masculinity.

He propped himself up and began to oil the front of my chest, starting with my perky breasts and rock hard nipples. He made his way down to my stomach and played with my belly button. He still hadn’t touched my flower. She was starting to feel neglected. As if he could read my mind, he slowly parted my lips and began to massage my clit. Circular motions caused my bud to harden and swell. He added one finger and began to massage my walls like he’d lost something. My breaths quickened as I neared my climax. He continued to stroke and stroke, in and out until I erupted. I grabbed the sheets as I squirted all over the bed.

I had to have him. And I had to have him now.  In one motion, he mounted me and entered my honey pot. My walls welcomed him home. His strokes were slow and passionate at first, but soon quickened as he began to get rough. He knew my body so well. He knew how and when I needed it rough. He was violently penetrating me and it hurt so good. I scratched and dug my nails into his back.

He turned me on my side and held onto my leg as he entered me from behind. I played with my clit, while enjoying every minute of the assault my pussy was getting. His balls slapped against my ass. His lips found their way to the nape of my neck and it was over. My quiver quickly turned into a full body explosion. I came so hard I thought I would pass out. He slowed his strokes while I recovered.

He sat up and against the headboard and I put my back to his chest. I mounted him and rode him like a stallion. He reached around to play with my breasts as I worked my magic on his dick. I tightened my muscles on him like a vice grip, attempting to milk his dick. I wanted to give him the same pleasure he’d given me. I gyrated and twirled my pussy in his lap until his moans got louder. He grabbed me tight from behind and matched my rhythm.

He moved me to side and kneeled in front of me. He fed me all nine inches. I bobbed my head onto his pelvis. I adjusted my suction, while taking him in and out of my mouth. I used my free hand to play with his love button.   You know that special place between his dick and balls. I had him just where I wanted him. He screamed my name right before he pulled out of my mouth. With a few hand strokes he came all over my face and chest and I loved it.

Spent, we both cleaned up and lay in each other’s arms. Immensely satisfied, we drifted off to sleep as he spooned me from behind.

Cinnamon