I waited a long time for a massage. I booked an appointment a week in advance. It has been so long since I was relaxed. I walked in there only to find out there was one therapist on the clock, Jonathan. I don't really care whether it's a man or a woman who gives me a massage. Its just, usually when a man touches me, I get wet. I didn't want to come back another day; this is the day I want to relax. So I waited for about ten minutes. When he came out to get me, I smiled and realized it was an old friend from high school.
We talked for a few moments before he led me to the room. It was small but really relaxing. He stepped out so I can undress and get comfortable. As I took off my clothes I remembered how we were fuck buddies when we were young. I walked to the table and told myself He wouldn't make a move on me'. After I got on the table, I told him he can come in.
He lit a few candles and grabbed what felt like lotion. It was warm against my skin. It felt good letting someone rub deep into my muscles. I moaned slightly, it felt so damn good. His hands kept going lower on my back. I can feel my pussy getting wet. After a while his hands start to rub my legs. My moans were more frequent now. I loved my legs being rubbed. His hands started to wander up my thighs on the inside. My pussy is now covered with my juices. I kept still; I didn't want him to know I still was turned on by him after so many years.
I tried to think about something else. The moment I had something on my mind, I felt him grope my ass. I didn't know how to react, I kept still yet again. I soon felt his hand in between my legs, rubbing my pussy. I tried to control my moans. I know people moan all the time but not like this, it was pure sexual. He rubbed on my clit, my juices flowing all over his hand. He soon slid two fingers in my pussy. I couldn't take it anymore, I rolled on my back and spread my legs apart. He still finger fucked me, hitting my g-spot. I moaned like crazy. I grabbed a towel and pressed it up against my face. His mouth went straight to my breasts, licking them, teasing them. He was nibbling on my nipples and I loved it.
He soon pulls away and undressed himself. I sit on the table so I can suck on his dick. He pulled away and said no. I wanted to suck on his dick so much. He tells me to get on all fours on the table. I did exactly what he said. My legs were spread apart, waiting for him to press his dick in me. I wanted to be fucked so bad, I waited for what seems forever. He was enjoying the view. He finally came up right behind me and pressed his dick against me.
He thrusts into my pussy, deep yet slow. I leaned forward into the table, into the towel. His hands were on my ass, on my hips, thrusting into my dripping wet pussy. The faster he pounded into me, the louder my moans grew. It felt so damn good, I didn't want him to stop. He reached his hand around to rub my clit. He rubbed it only a few seconds until I moved his hand away. I would have started to scream if he continued. He slammed harder into me. I bit the towel trying to be quiet. He pulled out and I rolled over on my back. I closed my legs and pulled them closer to me, off to the side a little bit. This time he took his time going in since it was the back door. I didn't tell him to stop, I wanted more, I wanted to cum. He slid his dick in my ass with ease. It felts so damn good. I soon opened my legs, one on his shoulder and the other off to the side. He slid his dick in and out at a steady speed. He finally went a little faster, rubbing my clit while he fucked my ass. I was about to cum. My hands grabbed my breasts and pinched the nipples.
He grabbed my ankles, holding one close to his side and the other out in front of him. He was going deeper in my ass, faster with every thrust. I was cumming and I couldn't control my screams now. I tried to cover it with the towel but it was no use. I finally let go, and so did he. I can feel him cumming in my ass, thrusting a few last times.
He soon pulled out and got dressed. He stepped out to do god knows what. I got dressed and went to the counter to pay. He simply told me "Don't worry about the payment, but I will see you in a week to give you another massage." I smiled and walked out the door.
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