My older male masseuse made me moan out loud [FM]

I arrived at the clinic naively expecting a female masseuse. I was told that male masseurs were available if I wanted one. I needed to release the tension in my shoulders so I agreed. I didn’t really care.

The guy assigned to me came out of the treatment room and called my name. I was surprised! He was a lot older than I’d expected. He was probably 60 but very athletic and fit. He led me into the treatment room and sat down beside me. He asked me to complete a medical form and talked me thru what he would do during the 30 minute massage. I would have to strip down to only my panties and skirt so he could have access to my spine. He said I would be covered by a towel at all times. He said I could ask him any questions before or after the massage. I signed the form and handed it back to him, reiterating it was my upper back that was causing me the most issues.

He left the room and I removed my shirt and bra and got myself comfy face down on the bed. I was nervous about being half naked with a stranger. But as soon as his hands touched my skin I forgot everything else.

He poured warm oil onto my back and immediately massaged it into my skin. There were aromatherapy oils being diffused in the air and calming music playing. I felt so relaxed. His strong hands made their way up and down my back, working all my knots. My muscles became more flexible and less tense. He started out gentle and then got harder when I let him know I preferred stronger pressure.

Every few strokes his hands would work the sides of my body, his fingers getting ever so close to my breasts. I have large E cup breasts so they spilled out from where I lay on them. They jiggled every time he moved his hands across my back. Even though I wasn’t aware I had been getting aroused, my nipples were rock hard.

I closed my eyes and focused on the feeling of his hands gliding over my skin. I was starting to feel turned on so I tried to distract myself. But all I could think about was how an older stranger had his hands all over my topless body. As I pondered that his hands simultaneously stroked the sides of my breasts. My breathing quickened.

My heart beat faster than usual. Slowly, ever so slowly, his fingers grazed the side of my right breast sending chills straight through me. Still I continued to try to control my arousal. He must have noticed how my breathing had got faster. He then cleared his throat and asked me to hold the towel against me and roll over onto my back.

I clutched the towel against my bare breasts and turned over. My eyes looked deep into his eyes. I then closed them and let him continue. He rearranged the towel that laid over me and pulled it down a little, explaining that he was going to work on my neck and shoulders. He started to massage the sides of my neck and worked his way down to my shoulders. My nipples were still so hard beneath the towel, grazing on it as he pushed down on my shoulders.

I felt his hand move down the front of my body and towards my breasts again. My pussy was getting wet from the light nipple stimulation and the thought of how naughty this was.

My heart was racing and I was still breathing fast. My breasts were rising and falling as he worked my shoulders. I accidentally moaned softly. I felt so embarrassed. He continued. Moving down my neck toward the towel covering my breasts. He moved further, the tips of his fingers slid under the towel. Was he doing this on purpose or merely massaging me as he does everyone else? I couldn’t tell.

I felt myself arch my chin backwards, very slightly making the towel move down my breasts a tiny bit. Oh my gosh! I wanted him to see them didn’t I? I couldn’t believe how I was behaving. He must have sensed I was enjoying this.

He then moved his hands to my jaw and told me he would do some work moving my head and neck. He placed a hand on each side of my face and rolled my head from side to side. I liked the way it made my breasts shake and move with each rolling motion. I felt my nipples rub against the towel as he did this. I didn’t want him to stop yet.

The last thing I can remember is his fingers softly feeling up the back of my neck. This time I moaned louder, it felt so good, I couldn’t stop the sound escaping. I was mortified. I can’t believe I’d moaned loud. I felt my cheeks burn. Then I heard him say something.

I opened my eyes and saw him looking at me. He had an amused smile on his face. “That’s you done for today!” He said with a smile. I blushed, embarrassed at my behavior. He handed me a glass of water and a towel. He left the room and i redressed. Feeling embarrassed about how turned on I was. As I put on my bra, I wondered if he felt any attraction. I walked out of the room and found him in the reception area. “You should rebook for next week” he said. I flushed. “Oh I definitely will” I replied.

I walked out of the clinic and headed home. Later I laid in bed and touched myself as I thought about the massage. I came several times that night before finally going to sleep. The following week I booked in for another massage.

Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/1333apu/my_older_male_masseuse_made_me_moan_out_loud_fm