Vacation Massage

The first four days of our vacation have been hot and lazy. The sun has been glaring down, but between our time on the beach and the pool we have not complained. Today however, we are looking for something to shake things up. We stroll to the other side of the resort, where we find a large building with a small brown sign that says “Hotel Spa” on the front. The building itself is plain, but when we walk inside, we are surprised at how modern, bright and welcoming it is. A young woman greets us at the reception desk and asks how she can help us. We ask if they have any spots available for a couples massage. Fortunately for us, they do. She asks us what type of massage we would like, 1. Therapeutic, 2. Sensual or 3. Erotic. This takes us back for a moment, but after some thought, you wink at me and ask for a sensual massage. “Absolutely” she replies, “You will love it”.

We are led to a change room, where we are provided with robes and a spot to put our clothes. Once changed, we are led into a bright room with a large hot tub in it. The receptionist points out the chilled champagne and bowl of strawberries and pineapple for us to enjoy. We take our robes off and slowly get into the tub. We toast to a relaxing massage and the first two glasses go down much too quickly. I’m sitting beside the fruit, and you (purposely?) keep reaching over me to eat some strawberries. I’m sure you have noticed that I’m excited already. “Here” you say, “eat this pineapple…I’m told it helps with…taste”. You’ve got a devil’s smile. We kiss and as you reach across again, I hold you there to suck on your nipples for a while, which drives me crazy.

After about 15 minutes, there is a knock at the door. The receptionist tells us that they are ready for us. We put our robes back on and are led to a warm small room with two massage tables. Our masseuses are waiting there for us. Pablo is not as tall as me, but he is handsome, with dark black hair, olive skin, white smile and is clearly in good shape. He looks to be in his 30’s, and with shorts and a tight t-shirt you can see his arms and chest muscles. Anna is curvy with long black hair. She is wearing a soft long skirt, and a tight t-shirt as well. Her breasts are large, and her hips are curved in a way that makes you expect she will start belly dancing at any moment.

They tell us to disrobe and lay facedown on the tables, and step out as we do. You are nervous but excited. When they return, we can’t see anything but the occasional glimpse of their feet as they walk by. Pablo begins by warming up the coconut oil in his hands. He begins rubbing it into your skin on your back. Slowly you begin to relax as his fingers kneed all the important spots. He slides his hands up and down your back, and every so often as his hands hit the bottom of your back, they slightly pushed the towel covering your ass lower. You are sure it’s accidental, and the room is warm, so you don’t mind.

You can’t see me, but you can hear from my rhythmic breathing that I’m relaxed as well. As Pablo starts to rub your calves, and it feels so good. The tension from walking up and down the beach the day before is starting to melt away. As before, when he reaches the top of your thigh, the towel gets pushed slightly. You can’t really tell what is covered and what is not anymore, but you are so relaxed and his hands feel so strong that you aren’t concerned.

You almost forgot that this was a sensual massage, but are quickly reminded when Pablo’s fingers slide right under the towel and start kneading your ass. It feels amazing, he is hitting all of the spots that need attention, but with his hands between the towel and you body it feels…naughty. Slowly his motion changes from up and down to circles. This shifts your pelvis with each rocking motion, but you are enjoying the feeling. You are wondering how I am enjoying my massage…Anna is very beautiful and you know she is my type. You are sure I’m happy.

After working you up for a while, he continues up for your back, but this time rubbing his hands along the side of your body, slowly grazing the sides of your breasts. They are uncovered, and you wonder what will happen when you flip over. You hear me breath deeply…

Part 2
When they asked us to disrobe and lie down on the massage tables, I wait just a moment so that I can watch the rob slide off your body. I fiddle with my robe as I watch you crawl on the table raising your ass slightly as you begin to lie down. I take off my robe and get on the table, adjusting myself so it sits down between my legs. I grab the towel, and while I’m tempted to just leave it off completely, I settle instead by placing it just covering my butt.

It’s not long before our masseuses return. Immediately I catch a hint of Anna’s smell. I breath it in as I settle myself to relax. The anticipation doesn’t last long as she begins to rub the oil into my back. She is standing above my head, and I can see her feet pointed down my body. As she reached down my back, she is forced to lean over me, and I can feel her hair brush against my skin, and feel her breath against the back of my neck. her fingers stretch out as she reaches my lower back so that she just grazes my ass. As she returns her hands up my back, I get goose bumps as her fingers nails lightly run over my skin. I’m relaxed and slowly breathing to take this all in.

It’s not long before she moves to work on my legs. At the bottom of the table, she runs her hands up the backs of my legs with her thumbs running up the inside of my legs. With each stroke, she moves slowly but farther up my legs, until she sliding over my ass as well. Her thumbs are grazing the inside of my thighs and running over my crack. I’m already semi-hard, but it shouldn’t be noticeable. Hoping she won’t notice, I wait for a slight pause in the massage, and as subtly as possible, open my legs a little wider. I feel her hands work once more up my legs, but with more space to work with, her thumbs now slightly brush my balls. Was that accidental? I’m careful not to be vocal, but I can’t help by take a deep breath which I’m sure you hear.

Her hands continue to move, and after each pass of her hands I’m getting more and more excited. It’s becoming uncomfortable to lie on my now stiffening friend, but I don’t dare move my hand to shift it. Just as I’m starting to lose focus, Anna says in a quiet whisper that it’s time to flip over. I’m both excited and nervous for this moment. I’m worried that my bulge will stick up, making my towel look like it’s hanging off a coat rack. But part of that excites me too. I want both Anna and you to see how turned on I am. I want you both to see how big you have both made me. The thought of women looking directly at my hard-on with both excitement and curiosity, like they are opening up a present has always turned me on.

As I roll over, I see that you are rolling over too. Your privacy sheet has shifted, and no longer is covering you head to toe, but now is just over your breasts, and is bunched up around your upper thighs. I’m not sure how it got that way, but I’m certain that if Pablo massages your feet he is going to get a view to remember. This does not help my tent situation, as I’m now at full mast. I decide to let it be, and not stress. It’s natural, and nothing to be ashamed of. As you finish rolling over, you take a quick look at me, and your eyes widen . I give you a “meh” look with a grin and you smile back. Pablo and Anna bring us these soft sleep masks and ask us to wear them. It seems strange, and I’m not sure if these are to block out the light, but my other senses are heightened. I’m focused on each touch, and can smell Anna’s perfume clearer now. I can also hear your breathing. It has become rhythmic and deep. If I didn’t know any better I would think you were enjoying this more than you expected.

Anna begins at my head, slowly massaging my chest, and sliding her hands down my stomach. She again leans over me, but now I’m able to smell her, feel her hair tickle my chest. I can’t help myself, I need to see. I pretend to scratch my temple, and as I do, I slip the mask down over my eyes. Just as I do, Anna stretches her arms and body over mine, sliding down my chest. I did not realize how close her breasts were to my face. They are large, and soft. The kind that makes you want to bury your head right into them, like yours. It takes every effort not just to lift my face into them as she passes by one more time. My erection is still standing tall, and it jumps each time Anna’s hand gets close to it. I could swear that she is getting closer and closer each time, but it’s hard to focus as she is now almost laying on my face. She moves onto my arms, working the muscles through the shoulder, bicep, forearm and working towards my hands. As she massages my hands she pulls them close to her chest, so they are pressed palm open against her breast. I only have to curl my fingers and I’d be holding them in my hand. She pauses for a minute and looks at me. She see’s now that I have lowered my mask. She then looks directly at my tent pole and then back at me and gives a sly smile. Oh my God. Not only did she notice, but it looks like she approves. As I’m processing this, Anna finally moves around my body towards my legs. I follow her with my eyes as she walks over, and for the first time catch a glimpse of your massage in process. I was not prepared for what I saw.

Part 3

There had been too much going on when we first walked in. Too many nerves, too many things to take in, too much excitement. As a result, you didn’t really pay much attention to Pablo’s voice when you first began. But when he quietly whispered in your ear to turn over slowly, you heard his accent for the first time. His english was perfect, and his accent was like candy to the ear. He lifted the sheet for you, and you rolled over, being able to see yourself completely under the tented drapes. You were definitely excited already, and hoped he hadn’t noticed you rocking your hips too much. But now you felt on display. Your breast were barely covered, and the sheet had been moved up well above your knees. But you don’t know Pablo, and you know you are looking good, so why worry, just let him look if he wants too. You look over at me for the first time, hoping to see any sign that I’m enjoying my time. It doesn’t take much as you suddenly realize that I’ve got a hard on pointed right towards the sky. “Oh my God! His masseuse is definitely seeing that” you think to yourself, but I just smile a smirk at you. Well I’m glad he’s happy, you think to yourself – I’m going to focus on me right now.

Pablo speaks again, softly. He asks you to wear a sleeping mask “to conceal the light”. Suddenly you are more aware of everything around you. You follow Pablo’s every movements, and gauge his whereabouts by the sounds of his steps, and his touch. He has moved above your head, and while strong, his hands are soft and smooth. They work the muscles in your neck, aching out the strain from reading your book all week. It’s just what you needed. He works his way through your shoulders and arms, pulling your arms against his. For the first time you start to feel his body too. You brush against his bicep with your hand as he gently pulls your arm. It’s solid, not bulky but strong. He continues to work your fingers and as he does your hand rests on his chest. “How does that feel” he asks you… You are taken back, is he asking how his chest feels? or how the massage feels? You answer “it feels great”, which covers both scenarios.

He places your arms back at your side and continues your shoulders, but this time sliding down your chest, alternating between the sides and the top of your chest. You are breathing heavy with anticipation now. His hands are grazing the sides of your breasts, and you are ready for more. With your eyes still covered, it happens. He slides his hands beneath the sheet and over your breasts. Quickly first, but after a few movements up and down he begins to focus on massaging the muscles around your breasts. It feels good…lighter. The oil and his hands feel amazing. It’s been years since anyone but me has touched you this way, but it’s therapy right? Besides you already see that I’m enjoying myself, why can’t you? As he continues to massage, the fallacy of the sheet covering you no longer matters. It’s slipped off leaving you exposed, warm and excited. Your hips begin to rock again. Pablo eventually moves to the far side of you, and begins to massage your thighs. His hands moving up and down your thighs drawing the tension out of each leg, while tension built up directly between your legs. You aren’t even hiding your rocking hips as his hands are now sliding right up your inner then and with each stroke getting closer and closer to your sweet spot. Each time he runs past it, you let out a now audible gasp. You need relief.

Part 4
As Anna begins to rub her hands up and down my legs, I’m memorized, by what I’m looking at. I look over at you, and your breasts are on display as Pablo is running his hands over them, stopping to massage them at the bottom of each pass. You are breathing heavily, and I see you lift your hips as you squirm. You mouth is slightly parted as he rubs his thumbs over your nipples, slowly. I should be jealous, but instead I find myself turned on by seeing you turned on.

I keep my eyes on you as Anna continues to rub my legs. As before her thumbs are on the inside of my leg moving slowly but determined to get higher and higher up my thigh. Finally, with one quick motion, Anna’s hands move beyond my legs, up each side right to my stomach, taking the now dangling towel with them. I’m completely exposed, but I’m not embarrassed, I’m relieved. Her hands continue their pattern, moving inward, until I’m certain she is grazing my package. The whole time she is looking me in the eyes as her hands continue to tease me and test my will. As I look back towards you, I can see that Pablo is doing to same to you. You are wiggling and gasping with each pass of his strong hands. My mind is racing… I can’t focus on anything…My instincts are taking over, and if I can’t have you soon I feel like I’m going to explode.

Right as I’m about to lose my mind, Anna looks directly at me…she puts a finger to her mouth and says so softly “shhh”. I nod in agreement, and with that, she grabs my now throbbing hard-on. I might have finished right there…but instead, she leads my like a rider walking a horse, off the table and across the room to you. With your sleep mask still on, you can’t see me, and are so focused on Pablo’s hands as he moves back to your breasts. Anna guides me right to you. She holds my dick as I bring it right against your slit. You are surprised at first…but with Pablo whispering in your ear, you quickly realize that it must be me entering you, and you smile. You too are aching for release from this tension and move your hips to allow me in. I can feel how ready you are for me. You moan with pleasure as we rock together in unison, working together in synchronized harmony. Anna leaves me, and moves toward your head, Pablo on one side and Anna on another. They each take a breast and massage while we throb together. Your back is arching, and I can tell you are close. I watch as Pablo leans in towards your chest and takes a nipple into his mouth. Anna follows his lead and takes the other. All of the attention is on you, and it’s hard for you to focus on one thing happening – you just submit, and allow this full body pleasure. The bed is now shaking as I thrust deep and hard into you. Over and over. I’m aching to pick you up, and bend you over the table. But not wanting to stop our rhythm, I grab your hips to pull you closer onto me. You grab Pablo’s head more for grip than anything. My steady pace increases and I can hear from your now loud moaning that I’m touching the right places. I feel you tighten around my pulsing cock and your mouth opens wide as you climax. It’s more than I can handle and I too finish and collapse on top of you with a smile that won’t wash away.

Our masseurs leave us while I remove your blindfold while so we lie in bliss with each other. Eventually we get up, and go into the large shower which is in the corner of the room. We wash each other, still smiling and glowing.

As we leave the building the receptionist asks if we would like to schedule another massage before our trip end… You smile and respond “Yes absolutely! but I think next time, we would like to try the “erotic” massage”.

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