Massage Surprise

This is a true of story of an experience I had last week.   I woke up extremely horny and laid in bed fantasying about an ex.   I couldn’t seem to get her and thoughts of our past out my head.  I was rock hard and frustrated and edged myself until I finally got up and moving. 

I just couldn’t shake my thoughts, the memories, and my desire for her throughout my morning.   Soon I found myself reading stories on solo touch.   I have a high sex drive and normally cum 3-5 times per day.  However, I kept edging myself and found myself reading lots of massage stories.   

Before long, I moved on to porn and found myself watching videos of women in medical roles.  My ex is in the medical field and I just couldn’t get her off my mind. After several hours of edging and denying myself of a good cum, I took my frustration to the gym.  

Unfortunately, the gym only made things worse after seeing a few fit hotties in yoga pants.   Hot, frustrated and horny I decided to head to a local Asian massage parlor. I had been there before, was massaged by an older Asian woman, and there was no happy ending.   

I walked in the massage parlor, and within a few minutes I was changing out of my sweaty gym clothes and wrapping myself in a towel.   To my surprise the masseuse walked in before I could completely cover up.  She wasn’t super attractive, but not ugly either.  She didn’t seem to mind and stood in the door waiting for me to finish covering myself.  

She walked me down a hall to the showers.  While walking down the hall she interlocked arms with me and held me down the hall.   Things seemed very different from the last time I was here and I was beginning to think that I could get some help for my frustration and insanely horny state.  

I showered and we headed back to the massage room. She had me lay down on the table and she was unconcerned with my nakedness.   The massage started like a normal massage and soon my sexual tension was subsiding and I began to relax.   

I was laying face down for the first 30 minutes or so, and other than a few brushes against my balls and asshole nothing crazy happened.   She asked me to turn over and lifted my towel so I could lay on my back. She then lifted the towel and completely exposed me.  She placed a paper towel over my manhood and then the equivalent of a wash cloth on top of that.   

I found this interesting and thought I will likely have my happy ending.   She brushed my balls many times as she worked my thighs.   I was surprised that I wasn’t getting hard, but kind of happy that I didn’t have an embarrassing hardon at the same time.   I drifted off and began fantasying about my ex.   I have several vivid memories of our sexual encounters and focussed on memories of her world’s greatest blowjobs. The feeling of being rubbed down and reliving some of my hottest sexual experiences had me in a state of bliss.   

Before long the masseuse was working on my upper thighs and I had a brief thought that it was weird that I had managed to not get hard during this process.   Then it happened.   I’ve never experienced anything like this.   The masseuse hit a spot on my upper thigh and I began to cum like I never have before.   I sat straight up like out of a movie while grunting and moaning like an animal.   I don’t think she knew what was happening until I said I’m sorry, but the orgasm wasn’t over.   She peeled back the washcloth and paper towel.   I just remember her saying it’s ok.   

The crazy thing is, I never got hard.   She took the paper towel and started dabbing the head of my dick.   This sent another wave of pleasure and I shot 4 or 5 more ropes of cum on to my chest.   The whole time she held my soft cock as it shot blast after blast just saying it’s ok.  

It was one of the most intense orgasms of my life, and I never even got hard.  Thanks to my Ex for the hot memories and for those that took the time to read my story.