[MF] Making my masseuse wet

It was one of those days. The daily grind left me tired and haven’t had time to jack off or fuck. My balls were just swollen and ready to explode. I had some time off work in the day, and quickly made an appointment with my regular masseuse, Winnie.

Winnie is a tall Asian lady, with long straight hair and looked pleasant. She isn’t well-endowed, probably a B cup and similiarly flat ass. However, she had this gap between her thighs when she stood with her feet together, and I love wedging my hand in there whenever she comes to my side. It just turns me on like crazy. She also has tight abs and back, that were always slightly sweaty from all the beautiful work she was doing.

She is accommodating and very soft-spoken, and always obliged if I wanted happy endings. These were just quick handjobs at the end, with a little touching. That’s when I would feel the warmth between her legs and enjoy feeling her rock hard body under her uniform. I’d usually cum pretty fast from the handjob after all that oil rubbing on my thighs and butt. But nothing too crazy, because obviously it has to be discreet.

Well, today I was feeling adventurous, and wanted to see how far I could get with her this time.

I took a shower, wrapped myself in a bathrobe and went on to my assigned room. I greeted her in the hallway, she smiled and looked happy to see me. I entered the dimly lit room with the massage table ready for me with towels and a piece of loose disposable underwear that is very easy to rip open in the middle, making it a skirt of sorts. I took off my robe and put it on. Not sure why, but the thought of her tearing it open for easy access turned me on, and I was getting hard thinking about it.

I lay down and closed my eyes.

Winnie entered the room and we had a little small talk. She mounted me and start to loosen me up on the back, followed by my shoulders and head. Then she got off and I felt cold drop of oil all over my back. She rubbed it all over my body in long firm strokes. After a couple of minutes, my body was well oiled and all relaxed. It was time.

I looked up and I could see her tie up her hair, and she climbed up on the table between my legs. She gently opened my legs a little, and suddenly there was loud rip. I felt a gentle breeze and I was already rock hard at this point. She dribbled more oil onto my butt, and slowly went deeper and deeper with her strokes. At this point, she was stroking my anus with palm side and each brought me closer and closer to cumming. “That feels good Winnie”, I said. “As long as you like it”, she replied.

Now that I’m all ready to cum, she asks me to flip over. I see my hard cock glistening in the dim room, with a flailing piece of paper that no longer could keep it in place. Winnie drips more oil on my shaft and starts slowly stroking my balls without touching the throbbing head. Meanwhile, my hands start getting busy. I grab her inner thighs and feel the warmth between them. My other hand slips under her shirt, and touched her firm body. Where she was standing, I couldn’t reach her breasts yet.

“Wow it’s really hard today”, she muttered as she wrapped her warm hands around my cock. “Yeah, I’m super horny today”, I replied and quickly pulled her close towards me.

She was bent over now, and we locked eyes for a moment, before I moved in to try and kiss her. As her regular client, we were familiar with each other but never got intimate like this. She turned her head to the side, and I gave her peck on her cheek. She giggled and seemed rather shy about it. At the same time, I felt that a part of her wanted something more.

Being a man on a mission, I paused and let her pump my cock a bit, and tried to pull her in again. This time she looked into my eyes, and her lips parted. My tongue invaded her mouth and she responded in kind. We looked at each other like long lost lovers, and she smiled. Winnie put my hand on her breast and whispered, “My heart is beating so fast”.

“Oh yeah?”, I replied while slipping my other hand down her belly button into her work trousers. I felt her silk panties, and my fingers could feel the outline of her pussy. I pressed on her mound, while my index finger rolled and traced her slit through the silk. She let out a muffled gasp.

I got more vigorous, and could feel a dampness coming through. I turned my body towards her for better access, and now used two fingers to gently pinch her cute pussy. “Oh my god”, she muttered. I think I got her clit, and continued to lightly pinch and tug on it, while occasionally drawing a line down the middle.

She was stroking me harder and faster now, seemingly as a guide for the tempo I should please her. I could feel her panties getting wet now, and I was getting close. I leaned closer to her and grabbed her breasts.

“I’m cumming… slow down!”, I said. She ignored my plea, and continued to stroke long and hard, without letting up. I pulled her panties aside and buried my fingers in her drenched pussy, moving up and down from clit to slit in one fluid motion. She was breathing heavily and tried very hard to keep from moaning out loud.

The wetness in my fingers was too much to bear, and I came so hard. My hands retreated from her, and we both took a moment to catch our breaths. Winnie stared at all my cum, and commented on the volume of the mess while smiling and cleaning up with a towel. “Now you made me all wet, what am I going to do?”, she said and gave me a kiss on my forehead. “Don’t worry, I’ll be back. Maybe next time, I’ll make you cum first”.

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