At college in my first yeaar, we decided that my hall of residence would become a massage palour for the evening. NOT a sex shop. We were offering back and leg massages and we decided we would dress in swim suits to give it a spicy atmosphere, but the rule was that there would be NO sexual activity. The evening passed and I massaged the backs of three guys and one girl. Trouble was, I was getting so horny! Then one of our mature students came into the hall. He works and is twice my age. I think he may have forgotten it was fund raising week, but he decided to join in and paid for a back and leg massage.
I took him into my room and asked him to strip to his underpants and lie on my bed. I got some oil in my hands and went to work. For some reason, the mere fact that he was older really got to me and I felt myself getting way too wet between my legs. As I got down to his legs I felt his muscular thighs and calves. Then he said 'I wouldn't mind massaging your back, Sam.' Now we WERE allowing this, but only massage. I lay on my bed and felt his very experienced hands work on my back. He slipped my straps off and I didn't stop him. Boy, he knew what he was doing because even though I felt his fingertips graze my sides and the sides of my breasts he didn't push his luck. I did though. I asked him to do my legs!
I felt him work his way slowly up and down my legs and as I guessed he might, he let the accidental finger brush against my bum and once or twice between my legs. I just couldn't take it any more and I began breathing hard and pushing back against him when he pressed up the inside of my thighs with his hand. Well, inevitably, he worked his fingers under the material of my swimsuit and was soon teasing my clit. I knew he would find my hymen if he pushed a finger in which he did. He was so very gentle, but he managed to get his finger up inside me without hurting me at all and I came so hard on him.
That was ten years ago now, I still masturbate thinking about it and I am masturbating now.