[F]ucking my Asian [m]assage therapist

Since I began posting pictures of us having sex, I have had many people ask me about my relationship with my massage therapist, particularly how it became sexual. I would like to recount pertinent details here so that people who are interested may read about it.

It began back in 2011, I was in the Navy reserves and doing a lot of physical training in preparation for deployment, so I wanted to get regular massages as a way to decompress. I found a brand new massage parlor in the therapeutic section of Craigslist, promising a professional experience with a skilled therapist. So I decided to go and check it out. Having just opened up, the only therapist on staff was the owner, a gorgeous, thick Filipina. I later learned that she was 25, and her young age coupled with her entrepreneurship impressed me. We were both the same age, and I couldn’t imagine starting up a business. Her bravery was attractive. Over several visits I discovered that we had a lot in common. We loved the outdoors, wildlife, similar movies and games, and traveling. Our taste in music was as stark as day and night, however. We had chemistry and I could feel a connection with her as time flowed.
I was nearing deployment and began seeing her more often in winter 2011. I found that she wanted me to linger after my massage. She would offer me Filipino food, and once she sewed a button back on a pair of shorts that came loose. She was so fucking sweet that I found myself stalling to be with her longer.
There was one detail that prevented us from seeing each other outside of her business – she was married and so was I. That didn’t stop us from enjoying the time we could steal together.
She began to open up to me and told me that her husband was boring and jealous. He hated when she wanted to use a vibrator or dildo to enhance sex. I listened, feeling both arousal and sympathy.
Having long since abandoned draping me with a towel, one day my cock began to thicken as she told me how she liked to be treated in bed. The next thing I knew my cock was jutting out between my thighs, as hard as iron.
She started to giggle and asked if that was her fault. Was I thinking of her? She made her sexual interest in my hard cock very obvious, and as she was massing the backs of my legs, she let her hand fall deftly on my throbbing shaft.
I moaned in response, and she pumped her lubricious hand up and down my length. I spread my legs a bit and arched my back so that she could really stroke me. I could feel the amount of precum running out of my cock, I was so aroused.
She then told men to turn over on my back. I turned around, my cock towering above my belly, throbbing from the excitement I was feeling. She resumed masturbating me as I lay back. I’m a handsy guy, and I reached up and freed one of her B sized breasts from her blouse and fondled her while she jerked me blissfully to orgasm.
That was the beginning of our sexual relationship. We quickly took things to a friends – with – benefits status after that day. I saw her once (sometimes more) a month. We have sex after my massage, and that is followed by a table shower, mainly to wash away the evidence of our amorous indiscretions. From day one I fucked her bareback. I felt that after having known her for almost a year that I could trust her. She is on birth control and I do cum inside of her, be it in her ass or her pussy. We have the sort of sex with each other that we don’t get from our primary partners. I don’t pay her for the sex, for those who want to know. Her business is not your typical Asian massage parlor, which are usually just brothels; she is a skilled professional. Our relationship is essentially just luck and chemistry.

There are plenty of posts on my profile for people who are curious to see. We still fuck, and as long as she continues to be ok with it, I’ll make more gifs to share. Thanks for reading.

Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/8uliz8/fucking_my_asian_massage_therapist