This was from a few years back when I was on holiday in the Philippines. I was staying at a hotel resort; not extremely nice but they did have a decent pool with a bar. There was also a massage parlor next to the pool. A reputable one though, not known for happy endings or anything like that.
I was there for about a week and had been frequenting the massage parlor since an hour massage went for less than €10. There was one masseuse that I particularly liked. She was young, maybe 21, very delicately built, and pretty. While the place was reputable, you still stripped down to nothing and only had a towel covering which they would shift as needed to get as high as your upper thigh.
The first time I realized she was down for more than typical was when she had me face up and was standing at my head, stroking down my naked chest with her petite, oiled hands. She would do this and bend at her tiny waist, bringing her hands down passed my abs and stop just north of the towel at my waist. This caused her chest to press down towards my upturned faced, nestling me nicely between her perky breasts as her hands reached towards my towel. Obviously this was highly arousing and my cock quickly pitched a tent. She glanced at the bulging towel and smiled, saying “your soldier is saluting me.” I gave a week chuckle and didn’t really know what to say. My loss. The massage finished with no other incident.
After leaving her, my mind was racing on whether I should have done something, and decided I needed to get another massage as soon as possible. The next day I requested her and booked an hour long massage. I got to the room, stripped down and put my towel in place. But a little lower and more revealing than before. She came in and started her thing, starting with my back, then legs, then flipping me over, then arms, then chest. Quite predictable. When she got to my arms this time, instead of resting my hand on the bed, she placed it awfully near her leg. I reached out a finger and grazed the outside of her leg. She giggled. And moved my hand closer. I stroked her leg. She brought it to the inside of her leg. My cock is rock hard with excitement as my fingers gently stroke the inside of her upper thigh and tease her pussy through her athletic tights. All too soon she moves on to my chest and says she’s done. I check my watch on the chair where I put it. It had only been 30 minutes. I mentioned to her that I paid for an hour, and her smile grew wider.
Since she had already finished her routine, she started massaging my chest and abs from the side. Positioning her pussy right next to my hand. I reached an inch and slowly stroked her pussy. She moaned. I brought my hand up to her butt and squeezed. I then brought me hand up to her back as she leaned in towards me and worked my fingers up and down her smooth skin. I found her bra strap, and slid my hand under it, still at her back. All the while her hands are edging closer to my pulsing cock. I start to slip my hand around from her back, keeping it under her bra when I paused, looked her in the eye and asked: “OK?” She glanced towards the unlocked door of the room, put her finger to her lips, and nodded. My hand found her supple breast and teased her hard nipple. With a quick movement she removed my towel and smiled at my cock. I’m not huge, but her tiny hands made my 20cm cock look gigantic. Since I had essentially been edging for almost an hour now, it didn’t take her very long to make me cum. And boy did I cum. My whole body convulsed as I squirted hot cum. Some reached as far as my upper chest, but most landed back on her hands. She smiled as she cleaned her hands, then she leaned down and gently brushed her lips to mine before leaving the room.
I lay there for a few minutes, trying to slow my heart. It was the best hand job experience I had ever had. Unfortunately I had to leave the next day so I never got to get another massage from her. Who knows what might have happened?
Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/enxljz/massage_gone_fun
Super fucking hot!
I worked for nearly three decades as a masseur, and early on I discovered two things. The first was that no male really had much of a chance at earning a living doing it full time, so it became a sideline for my regular work. The other was that females of our species like sex as much as we men do, they simply tend to be less blatant about it.
So, find a safe space where there is little or no chance of anyone finding out, and a large percentage of women will happily join right in, some even to the point of becoming quite aggressive about it.
Many of you with “faithful” wives that would “never” do anything at all would be floored if you saw the responses they have to a personable and knowledgeable male’s attentions during a nice massage. I found the mildly chubby 30-40 something housewives to be the easiest.
Nicely done!…the story.