Rebecca's Massage Therapy Course

A while back, my good friend Rebecca, who is a year younger than me, had been studying for a massage therapist course for about a year or so. For her final assessment she had to carry out a five session practical, with six different people to practice her skills and techniques she had learnt. She asked me if I would be willing to be one of her subjects. She needed a mix of males and females and she'd said that my body type was different to the other two females she was going to work on, so she was happy that I provided that mix. I'd not had a massage before at this point, but I'd heard they were very relaxing and I wanted to help Rebecca out so I happily agreed to be one of her guinea pigs. I've always thought Rebecca was stunning. She's got an amazing figure, a size or so slimmer than mine, with long dark brown hair and a lovely manner about her that has always made me feel comfortable. I arrived at her flat for the first of my sessions and we sat down and she explained the process of what she needed to do. She said that the massage would be for around 90 minutes, to allow her to go through the full repertoire of what she had learned, and that she would write up some notes afterwards that she would share with me about my body, muscles, tension points etc. So we went into her bedroom, where she had set up her newly acquired massage table. She put on some meditation type relaxing music and lit a scented candle, which was kind of nice as it made it feel more like what I'd imagined a real massage room would be like.  "There's a towel on the table. Please take off your clothes and lay face down on the table and pull the towel over you." She said. "It's up to you whether you want to leave your underwear on or not. Some people prefer to do so, although I do find it makes it easier for me to access all the relevant areas and muscles if you are completely naked."  With that she stepped outside to let me undress. I wanted to be able to let her practice fully, sop bearing in mind what she had said, I slipped off my bra and my knickers and put them with the rest of my clothes on her bed, and hopped up onto the massage table and pulled the sheet over me.  She soon came back in and asked if I was comfortable. "I know you've not had a massage before, but I want you to try and totally relax and enjoy it. It will work better if you are fully calm and relaxed and have no tension in your body." She advised.  With that she pulled down the towel to just below the top of my bottom, and rubbed some oil onto her hands to warm them and began to rub up and down my back and shoulders.  As she moved further down my back, her hands started to slip underneath the towel line and reached down to the top of my bum.  "This is one of the reasons why its easier without underwear". She said. "I can really reach all the muscles in your back. Are you ok if I work on your bottom as well?"  "No, that's ok." I said, as she'd already touched most of my bum anyway, but this time she pulled the towel down a bit further so I could feel the air on my bum. It felt good actually, her massaging my bottom, and I felt quite relaxed as she kneaded and rubbed around there and my lower back.  She then stopped, and pulled the towel back up to cover my back, and began to work on my legs. She soon worked her way up my legs and my thighs, and as her fingers moved up my inner thighs, it felt quite ticklish and sensitive. Her hands got higher and higher and she gently pulled at my legs to allow herself access to my inner thighs. Her fingers lightly touched the bottom of my pubic area and I shivered a little. I wasn't sure if she had meant to do this or whether it was accidental as she determined how high up she needed to go.  She then asked me to turn over onto my front as she lifted up the towel so I could flip over.  "Would you be ok with my working on your breasts?" She asked me. "Breast massage can really feel great and you'll notice the difference."  "Erm, yes ok that's fine". I replied.  With that she slid the towel down and began to gently rub my breasts and chest. It felt a little weird at first, id never had my boobs touched by a girl before, but she was right, it did feel good and wasn't painful at all.  After she'd finished on my boobs, she pulled the towel back up to cover my chest and exposed my legs again. This time the front, and once more she started to work upwards, massaging my inner thighs higher and higher until I could feel the towel start to rise up as her hands went towards my pubic area. I couldn't see exactly, as I had my eyes closed, but it felt like the towel must have raised past the bottom of my pubic hair. I'd not given that too much attention recently so I was a little worried what she might think. As I opened my eyes slightly, I could see she was focused right on that area. She had to have seen my private area. I was starting to feel quite turned on by this now, the proximity of her fingers to my clitoris was so close and I could feel her there, and I could tell I was getting wet and I was worried she would notice. She seemed to massage around here for ages, and it was all I could do to stop myself from breathing heavily and betraying the fact I was so aroused.  And then, she said:  "Ok, that's it. All done. Take your time and feel free to use my shower." And she left the room.  I was so horny now. I lay there for a few seconds and I just knew I had to do something about how turned on I was feeling. I slipped my hand over my breasts and slid my hand down between my legs. I was right, I was totally wet down there, and slipped my fingers between my lips and began to masturbate.  It was then that the door opened and Rebecca walked in: "Here you.... Oh! Oh, I'm really sorry." She said, putting her hand to her mouth.  I was paralysed, and couldn't make my mouth say anything at all at first, until I managed: "I'm so sorry, I just couldn't help myself."  "Its absolutely fine, don't worry." she replied. "Its a completely normal and natural reaction to massage to feel relaxed in that way, and feel those urges. I've had them myself after my sessions and I've felt the urge to pleasure myself afterwards as well. Please, don't worry. I'm actually flattered and relieved that I must have got the massage right if you feel so relaxed and comfortable. Here, I was just going to give you a fresh towel for the shower, I'll leave it here, and I'll leave you to it. Please, take your time and enjoy yourself."  And with that she left the room.  I was so embarrassed, but at the same time still really horny, so I slipped my hand back between my legs and continued to touch myself. Now I knew I wouldn't be disturbed, I slowed down and began to really enjoy it even more. I was also now even more turned on. Firstly because of the thought of Rebecca catching me masturbating. But also because she had admitted that she did that herself as well, something I'd always wondered about her. Thinking about her masturbating in this very room was such a turn on and I soon climaxed with an amazing orgasm. I then had my shower, got dressed and went out into the living room to face Rebecca. "Did you enjoy that?" She said cheekily. "Yes I did, thank you, it was a very relaxing massage." I said. "I'm just glad I was able to get it right. And it's great that you felt that comfortable and enjoyed it as much as you did." She said with a smile. The other four sessions with Rebecca were just as good. In fact, after her catching me in that intimate situation, I was less self conscious and felt able to totally relax and enjoy her sessions even more.