Just lying here remembering that first time you massaged me…. How we lay naked together on our Parisian hotel bed after our long day of exploring that amazing city …
‘I’m going to give you a massage’ …Lying there on my front, head turned on the pillow as you clamber up to sit astride me, loving the wet heat between your legs and how it kisses against my back as you settle your weight across me.
Hearing you pouring the oil onto your hands and rubbing them together to warm the oil, then your hands beginning to move over and around my back, rubbing away my tensions, stroking so deep and pushing away all that stiffness.
Feeling your strong hands working down my back, every muscle being pushed and cajoled into relaxation, the air filled with the scent of the oil, with the sound of your breath and the warmth of your hands and your body against me.
Then back up to my neck, finding the knots there and working them free, on around my head, the oil trapping in my hair as your fingers swirled around, leaving it twisted and spiky but my scalp so relaxed…
Then on down again, laying a towel on my back to keep those warmed muscles from stiffening… and moving down and down to my legs, pushing so firmly up and down as your hands encircle them, your warm hands pressing so deep now. Even through my tiredness finding my arousal growing as your hands slid higher and higher…
Feeling your thumbs pressing in together as you reach my butt, parting my cheeks to dance cheekily over my entrance, making me gasp with the unexpected pleasure, then swooping and scooping below to swirl and whirl around my balls… loving the sensations as you explore freely between my legs, with a teasing brush against my growing length as it swells beneath…
So lovely, I am half drugged, half aroused as you turn me over, my swollen length flopping around to lay long against my belly…
You cover me with the towel again, working on my temples now… through half-closed eyes I sense your body above me, the loveliness of your smile, the softness of your curves, the weighty hang of your full breasts…as your fingers work the aches out of me. Then down to my chest, teasing and tugging at my nipples, a quick cheeky twist then on down … to my stomach … so near now I tense in anticipation, my length stirring in hope ….but those hands teasingly vault over my fleshy pole …and he has to wait… as you work on down, to my ankles, my feet…
Now you move away, leaving me wondering and yearning in my half-dozy state, my body so relaxed, but wondering why one part is so far untouched….
I didn’t have to wait long…
Loving the feeling of your weight once more on the mattress settling down next to me, the sound of more oil on your hands and then the lovely feeling of warmed oil dripping slowly along my semi-aroused length, as your hands close around me and begin to stroke.…
Feeling your warm breath grow closer and the delight of your lips closing around my tip and gently sucking, teasing open my little slit, the unfamiliar tingle of the oil there, as you pull back and begin to really stroke and explore my length, rolling my balls, stroking me so hard, pausing from time to time to admire your handiwork and plant kisses on my most sensitive places.
Closing my eyes to give myself over to pure pleasure as your stroking makes me harder and harder… Parting my legs wide and relishing your every touch everywhere. Feeling a hand caressing and rolling the roundness of my balls, then lazily stroke on down until a finger circles the soft wrinkles of my entrance as your other hand strokes me up and down. Loving that touch, lifting my hips slightly to give you greater access… and then feeling you probing and swirling against me, seeking an entrance. Some more oil poured lightly on that tight ring and suddenly you are inside me, your finger sliding in so deliciously as you stroke my length up and down in an ancient rhythm…
Now so suddenly wide awake, I am drowning in the sensations happening at both ends, feeling my arousal grow, my length become so rigid and hard, while my ass gets accustomed to the matching rhythm of your finger sliding in and out and my head explodes with the fireworks of being simultaneously stroked and penetrated…
I feel totally exposed, totally defenceless, totally in your spell, totally trusting, totally loving your touch, inside and out until I can bear no more and feel the waves of my cuming, growing up from deep, deep inside my root as you stroke and stroke, rising up through me to explode out in great shooting spasms, the muscles of my ring contracting sharply around your finger, gripping you so tight, it’s too much, too much, my whole being explodes with the most powerful of orgasms as I call out and my cum flies in hot white spurts to land acros my thighs and belly and my body says enough, enough, let the sensations stop – yet let them never end – as they are surely too much for a mere mortal to take…
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