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Full Body Massage

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What I really want to happen during a massage

I am one of those people who always gets a little bit aroused when I have a massage. I find the touch of skin on skin just turns me on, if an attractive guy or girl is touching my body in a way that gives me pleasure I tend to be getting turned on. I don't mean I am writhing about desperate to fuck them but I do find that I often have the urge to masturbate after a massage. I am glad I am not a guy as their arousal is much more obvious. My biggest fantasy at the moment is a massage that turns into more. I walk into the room and am greeted by a gorgeous bloke, a bit younger than me, buff and toned, with a lovely smile. He asks me to get prepared and leaves the room. I strip to my knickers and lie face down on the bed. Part of me is thinking how weird this is. My husband is perfectly happy for me to come here and be touched from head to toe by a good looking guy, to lie here naked other than my panties and have the guy see by body, touch my body and bring me pleasure. And my hubby knows that I find this pleasure a little erotic. So the guy comes back in and asks the usual questions about whether I have any problems I want him to help with (ha ha!) and I say no, just the full body massage. He pours oil on my feet and legs and starts to massage my calves, I can feel the tightness leaving them, and he works his way up to the backs of my thighs. Thighs are always a bit erogenous and intimate, no? His strong hands caressing near the tops of my legs makes me slightly wet, as it does when a woman does the same thing, it's not because I fancy the hot guy, really it's not (promise!). Then he moves on to my lower back, his touch is so sure and the way his hands slide over me with the massage oil is so good, it makes me sigh and he laughs a little. My back and shoulders are tense, he spends ages there, kneading my muscles, caressing them, loosening them. Then he says he will leave the room while I turn over and cover my breasts with a towel. I am tempted to say, please stay. But I let him go and roll on to my back, as I expected my nipples are standing erect, so I am kind of glad I let him leave. I place the towel strategically over my boobs and wait for him to return, which he does a few moments later. After a glorious head massage which makes me feel like I am floating, his hands start to massage my shoulders. His face is so close that I could kiss him, I can smell his hair gel or aftershave, it's a sexy, manly smell. It feels divine, so divine that I am moaning a little bit. He is moving closer and closer to the towel, caressing my neck and my chest, his fingers rubbing massage oil into my cleavage. I am getting wetter, this feels a little more intimate than usual. He reaches the towel. He moves the towel. My eyes are closed, I say nothing as he removes it entirely, exposing my tits with their hard, aching nipples. A sharp intake of breath from me as he pours massage oil on to them. I am not inclined to stop him. I feel like my body needs this. Now I gasp as I feel his warm, moist fingers on my boobs, massaging, caressing. His hands are rolling around my tits, his fingers tickling my nipples, a single finger rubs each nipple gently with the oil. OMG! Is this infidelity? I don't want him to stop. It's just a massage, I try to convince myself. A full body massage was what I asked for, wasn't it? He is pulling at the nipples a little bit now, my tits are oily, my pussy is soaked. He moves his hands away from my tits to my abdomen, then to my thighs. I'm on fire here and he must know it. I wonder if he would mind if?? My eyes still shut, my face aglow with shame and guilt, I let my hand reach out sideways, to stroke his thighs as he massages me. He says nothing but I hear he breathing quicken. Neither of us is going to stop this. Fuck. But I am soooo wet and horny. My hand finds his hard cock through his trousers. It's rock hard, throbbing, and he pushes against my hand. His hand is now gently pulling down my knickers. This should not be happening but it feels so very good. Wrong but right. My knickers around my ankles, my tits throbbing from his touch, I am totally exposed. His hand works its way between my legs, there is no need for massage oil there. His fingers slide over my pussy, inside me, on to my rock hard clit. My hand is working overtime, unzipping him, releasing his cock, fuck it is big, my hand is around it as he masturbates me. The guy is a masseur remember. He knows how to do massage. His clit massage is like nothing I have ever felt, so good I could be doing it myself, but better because the hand is a stranger's, an expert's. I am wanking him too with wild abandon now, I can hear myself grunting and panting and moaning as I thrust against him. He kisses my tit then takes it in his mouth and continues to massage my private parts, so expertly. I open my eyes and his huge, pulsing cock is right in front of me, I take it in my mouth, wanking him into my mouth. He moans aloud now and I know he is close and fuck so am I. I squeal as he inserts a finger inside my pussy while masturbating me and sucking my tits in turn, he is fucking my mouth hard and everything feel amazing, so amazing. "Ohhh I'm gonna cum!" I shout needlessly cos he knows and he is too, he is cumming in my mouth and his fingers are the best thing I . ever felt as I cum on his hand, tasting his salty spunk in my mouth, every part of me on fire with lust. So, when I tell my hubby later, will he go mad? Will he divorce me? Or will he be aroused? I hope he is. He has played the part of the masseur, he must know I want to do it for real.

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