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A trip to the massage table
Mature Content Warning
The following story contains explicit depictions of sex and particular sexual fetishes that may be triggering for some people. This material is allowed for adults only. All the characters and situations are fictional; any resemblance to reality should be considered a mere coincidence.
I've always been a busy man, juggling work and various responsibilities. As a result, stress and tension had taken a toll on my body. So, I decided to visit an Asian massage shop in downtown Toronto to try and manage my physical and mental health. Once I got there, I was greeted by a cozy living room area with comfortable couches and soft lighting.
The receptionist, a sexy Asian young girl, welcomed me with a warm smile and asked me to fill out a brief form before showing me to the massage room. I noticed the serene decor, which featured calming artwork and soothing colors. The faint aroma of essential oils hung in the air, adding to the relaxing atmosphere. I completed to fill the order and the receptionist stopped in front of a door and motioned for me to enter.
Little did I know that this decision would change my life forever.
Before going in, I had to take my clothes off. I chose a white towel. I stepped into the dimly-lit room filled with the soothing scent of lavender and gentle music playing in the background, I felt a sense of relief wash over me. The massage room was a comfortable and modern space, designed to create a soothing ambiance. The walls were painted in soft pastel colors, giving the room a calming atmosphere. Large windows allowed natural light to filter
in, providing a warm and welcoming feeling. The wooden floors were polished to a shine and were spotlessly clean, adding to the overall sense of hygiene and freshness. The room was sparsely furnished, with only a few tasteful decorative elements, like a vase of fresh flowers, a few candles, and a piece of abstract art hanging on the wall.
The massage table, positioned in the center of the room, was dressed with fresh linens and had a plush cushion for added comfort. As I settled onto the table and closed my eyes, I felt a sense of relaxation wash over me, knowing that I was in good hands in such a peaceful environment.
The girl inside the massage room caught my attention right away. She was a thin woman, small height, medium-size breasts with nipples poking below her cloth. I couldn’t take my eyes away from them. I liked her tanned copper-like skin. Her hair was long, straight, brown-red colored. She had light-brown eyes that made her look fierce and sensual. Her ass was tight and appealing to my hands. She smiled at me when I approached her:
—My name is Marina and I’m very pleased to serve you today, sir —she said kindly.
Marina guided me to the table and I felt a sense of anticipation and excitement about the experience that awaited me. Despite being eager to try something new and good for my well-being, I couldn't help feeling a little nervous. The unfamiliar environment, the prospect of lying down nearly naked on a massage table, and the thought of a stranger's hands on my body all made me feel slightly uneasy. However, I reminded myself that this was a safe and professional environment and the many benefits of massages.
Quickly, Marina put her hot hands on my back. I took a deep breath and tried to relax, focusing on the potential positive outcomes of this choice.
As the massage started and I began to feel the benefits, my initial nervousness faded away, and I found myself fully embracing the experience.
I closed my eyes and focused on the sensations coursing through my body. The masseuse's skilled hands worked their magic, applying just the right amount of pressure to my tense muscles. The touch was firm yet gentle, sending waves of relief throughout my body. As I felt the knots in my shoulders start to unravel, I let out a deep sigh of contentment. With each passing minute, my mind began to quiet down, and my breathing became slower and deeper. It was as if the stress and worries that had plagued me for so long were melting away with every stroke of Marina’s fascinating hands. I surrendered to the moment, allowing myself to fully embrace the relaxation and calmness that the massage was bringing me.
—I need you to turn around —Marina told me.
I followed her instructions, and then, something happened.
I could not close my eyes again because I got hooked up to Marina’s beautiful face. Her peaceful expression was like an angel’s. I bit my lips when the thought of kissing her rushed through my mind. She looked at me as her hands rubbed my chest up and down with deep, firm pressure. I felt my body shivering and butterflies in my stomach.
My heart began to beat faster and my palms growing sweaty as she leaned in closer, as if she Her lips were soft and full as they brushed against mine, sending shivers down my spine. I felt a surge of warmth and excitement as our mouths met, and I couldn't help but wrap my arms around her, pulling her onto my pleasure-aching body.
It was a strange and wonderful sensation, one that I had never experienced before. Her kiss was gentle yet passionate, and I felt my whole body responding to her touch; my cock began to grow under the towel, and Marina’s excitement was heating up on my crotch.
As we continued to kiss, I felt a sense of connection and intimacy that I had never felt before. It was as if we were communicating without words, our bodies and hearts in perfect sync. Marina took the towel between us away and placed her hand on my hard dick, and a few seconds later, she was jerking me off while we were making out lustfully.
I began to undress her trembling body, listening to her sighs and heavy breathing in the process. She never stopped working out my cock; the precum coming out from the tip was making a mess on my thighs. Marina began to spread my pre-cum with her finger and then sucked one of them. She smiled lewdly at me before kissing the head of my cock.
She took her tits and began to rub my dick between them. The soft, warm feeling of her skin wrapping around my meat was fantastic, and before I could get used to the already satisfying tit-job, I was shaken by the touch of her wet mouth.
Marina was sucking off my cock so hard I could barely hold my pleasure moans. I pushed her head down to feel her throat swallowing my whole dick; she didn’t hesitate, and neither had a gag reflex. She was a professional cock-sucker.
The girl was taking her time, and I loved that. She would go slow, then quickly change to a faster pace. She licked, kissed, and sucked quite playfully. She was enjoying my dick as if it was a lollipop.
—Fuck me, sir! —she said.
Marina approached my mouth again, and we melted on each other’s tongues. I felt the weight of her body on me and the heat of her excited, sore pussy above my dick. Just as I expected, my cock went deep inside her. Her juicy, tight hole was gobbling up my entire piece of meat.
I embraced her with my arms as she lay down on my chest. Her hips moved rhythmically with mine. My dick moved back and forth in her insides, filling her with pleasure. Her moans in my ear turned me on even more. It felt like making love together. I caressed her hair with my hand as my cock pounded her tender pussy harder and deeper each second.
The touch of her nipples against my chest was soft. I looked for them with my mouth and sucked each one as much as I could to reach her breasts. Marina asked for more, and I found myself bending my body to both suck her soft boobs and fuck her pussy nonstop.
—I’m close! —she screamed.
—I’m going to get you pregnant, Marina!
I moved as fast as I was capable to, drilling her vagina with my swollen, tingling dick.
I felt her nails burying on my back as her orgasm manifested in her body; the walls of her vagina began to shrink around my cock, and made me explode almost immediately; the warm, burning sensation escalated through my penis. My load ended inside Marina’s cramping pussy. It was such an intense explosion that I passed out for a while.
We began to kiss again, and when we finally pulled away, I was left feeling both exhilarated and somewhat bewildered. I had never expected my first kiss to feel so powerful and intense, but I knew that I wanted more. As I looked into her eyes, I realized that this was
just the beginning of an incredible journey, one that I was eager to explore with her by my
side.
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