A massage made erotic [F35/M20] [Massage]

**Any criticism, constructive or otherwise, is welcome! All characters are over the age of 18.**

Anne was running late for her massage appointment and was speeding down the streets in a frantic attempt to get there sooner. As she turned onto the street where the massage parlor was, she saw that all the parking spaces were taken. She remembered passing by a public parking earlier, and while it was far away, she had no time to find a better spot.

Luckily, she was athletic, and despite being 35 she felt like she had the stamina of back when she was a young 20 year old marathon runner. Even so, she ran into the parlor drenched in sweat, but only 15 minutes late. The parlor’s late policy said that she could only be up to 20 minutes late before they cancelled her appointment, so she really cut it close.

“Can I help you ma’am?” asked the receptionist.

“Yes, I’m here for my massage. I know I’m so late, but the traffic was really bad!” replied Anne.

“Yes, I’m sure it was” answered the receptionist with a disapproving tone, “You’re lucky there was nobody after you. John is waiting for you in the massage room”, pointing to the room at the end of the hall. A man, presumably John, stood there smiling and waving.

“Can I have a shower first? I don’t think it would be sanitary for anybody to touch me”, asked Anne.

The receptionist nodded and pointed to the shower down another hall, “That way to your right”.

“Thank you”, replied Anne and set off to the shower. She quickly removed her sweat-stained clothes and stepped into the shower. She quickly washed off her body, soaping up and lathering her body. As she reached her groin, she accidentally touched it and felt a wave of pleasure. *I guess I’m a bit horny after that run* thought Anne.

She thought about the massage instead to keep her mind off her horniness. Normally she’d spend a lot of time washing her hair, but she was already wasting so much of the masseur’s time, so she decided to just wash it with water.

Right as she was stepping out of the shower, the door opened and there stood the masseur, John. His dark brown eyes contrasted with his bright blonde hair. She could see that he was well built and young.

“I’m so sorry! I wanted to leave the towels here since we forgot to give you any!” exclaimed John. Anne immediately felt herself warm up – having a young man as cute as John see her naked made her excited. As she walked up to John, still completely naked, she took the towels, smirked, and said “Thanks, I was wondering where these were. I’ll be over soon”.

John hurriedly left the room, still blushing furiously. Anne was now really feeling horny, her pussy wet with anticipation. Anne was single, and John was a seriously good-looking man. She was now less looking forward to the massage and more towards John feeling her body with his hands. *No, it’s just a massage. A professional massage. Nothing to it, just need to loosen up my body after working 12-hour shifts for the past few days*, she thought to herself.

Anne quickly dried off, put on her panties and bra, and went into the massage room. She took off her bra and panties and tossed them on the floor. She lay down on the massage table and covered her ass with the towel. She heard John cautiously ask from the other side of the door, “Are you ready?”.

“Yes, come in”, replied Anne, with possibly a bit more “sexiness” than she wanted. John came in, still blushing slightly, and opened a bottle of oil. The cold oil felt great on her warm skin, but when John put his soft hands on her back, Anne couldn’t stop a gasp from escaping her.

“Everything ok?” asked John. Anne replied, “Your hands are just a bit cold, but it’s fine. Keep going”.

John spread the oil first up her back and to her shoulders. He felt every muscle on Anne’s back, and it made him hard. Her shoulders felt strong and supple, yet soft. As he spread the oil back down towards her ass, he felt goosebumps forming on her body. Being careful to not go too far, he ended just at her ass, and then asked, “Do you want me to work on your legs as well?”

Anne said “Yes, please. Those are sore from today’s run here.” John carefully folded the towel to reveal her legs. He lathered her legs, feeling how plump they are, with well-toned muscles underneath – one that a runner would have.

Then, John began to massage her. He worked his way from her shoulders to her back, loosening every muscle. Anne left out a soft moan, “Yes, like that. Ohh, that feels so nice!”. John was lost in admiring her body, and he ended up going too far, accidentally brushing her ass.

“Sorry, my hands slipped”, said John.

“That’s ok, you can actually take off the towel. ” replied Anne.

“Are you sure?”

“Yes, please”

John took off the towel, revealing her perfectly round, large ass. John was slowly getting harder. Not wanting Anne to notice, he quickly moved to massage her legs. Meanwhile, Anne was getting wetter and wetter. She could feel her pussy juices pooling around on the massage table. Anne couldn’t take it anymore, and asked John, “Actually, could you massage my ass? I’ve been sitting for so long at my job, and it’s feeling really sore.”

John definitely didn’t want to pass up the opportunity, so he began to massage her ass. As he gripped it, he was amazed at how soft it was. And yet, it was firm enough that he guessed it kept its shape whether she was standing or lying down. He pushed the two cheeks together and spread them apart. Each time he spread them apart, he saw how her perfect, innie pussy was getting more wet.

Then, he put his hands on her pussy. Anne gasped, and said “Yes, put your fingers inside me! I can’t hold it in anymore. Please make me cum!”

John obliged, and slowly began to massage her clit. Her pussy juices combined with the oil made her pussy feel so soft. He felt her vagina walls tighten as he slipped his fingers deep and began to move his fingers inside. Feeling for her G-Spot, he began to rub it gently, inducing moans of pleasure from Anne. He continued to massage Anne’s back with his other hand, feeling the muscles tighten and relax as she neared climax.

“Harder! I’m so close”, said Anne with saliva dripping down her open mouth. John is a master at this, she’s never felt this good before. Right before she came, John suddenly removed his fingers and said, “My turn”.

**To be continued…**

Source: reddit.com/r/Erotica/comments/12w8trq/a_massage_made_erotic_f35m20_massage