Ryan felt so good as he filled up my tight pussy. I hadn’t fucked for a while and he could tell.
“Your pussy is so tight around my cock” he said
I liked hearing that and got more turned on. I was about to cum hard. He fucked me faster and faster. I had my ankles wrapped around his neck and gripped him every time all 8” of his thick cock made it in all the way.
I giggled a little when I knew he wanted me. I mean really, really wanted me. I wanted him just the same but I was trying to play it cool a little. Lol. Who am I kidding!? I couldn’t hide my wet pussy. He knew how wet I was. He made me that way.
He pulled me close to him. I wrapped my legs around his waist and he put them on his shoulders. Exposing my pussy directly in front of his raging hard on. Looking up at him laying on the edge of the massage table I smile and slowly move my hips up and onto the tip of his dick. He started thrusting small pulses into my pussy as I spread open for him to push inside me. Going in me little by little until he was balls deep.
He walked around the table to where my feet were. He lifted the sheet off one foot and began massaging. Not skipping a beat from pulling his cock out of my mouth.
“I need a second” he said
I didn’t mind the break. I love getting my feet rubbed and he was just doing his job. He started with my toes and then I felt his warm tongue start to suck. I get so turned on when my feet get touched like that. I wanted him so bad. He just kept going on from my toes to my ankle, up my inner thigh and then I felt his hands around the small of my waist. He was lifting and pulling me down to the edge of the massage table.
I looked up at him and moaned. Telling him I wanted to fuck him with my eyes. He knew what I was saying. We both knew what we wanted.
I took his cock deep into my mouth, he put it in slowly and it kept on coming. He was bigger than I thought. I took it all the way back in my throat until he couldn’t go anymore. I love the feeling of a big cock slowly going in my wet mouth. He was starting to thrust a little and moaning. Telling me how good I felt.
He took a step back and told me he needed a break or he’d cum. I didn’t mind hearing that. I wanted to bring him to that point. He walked around the table to where…
My breath was warm over his pants as I was mouthing over his cock. I knew I was starting something and I liked what I had started. Ryan liked it too because next thing I feel are his hands pulling out his cock and feeding it in my mouth.
Before I knew it he was on the other side of my and I could feel his body hovering over me. I peeked out and his cock was just teasing my face. So close I could just lick it. That is if it wasn’t under his pants.
That’s when I decided to make my move. I scooted over and tilted my head. I started mouthing over his pants. Feeling like I was playing with something I shouldn’t.
He noticed me peeking out right away. He was watching me trying to figure out my body language. I knew it was going to have to be me that initiates anything. I didn’t want to make him feel uncomfortable in any way. But here were the facts. #1 He was massaging way too close to my inner thigh and #2 he had a raging hard on.
I kept peeking out and moving my leg out a bit more. This time I opened my leg in unison with his hand. His fingers reached to my pussy and I could feel his body shift as he touched me. Feeling my pussy lips with each thigh rub.
He seemed to like my move. Me opening my leg just a bit so his hands could reach closer to my pulsing pussy. I knew I wanted it. I could feel his energy.
I was so turned on and I wanted to know how he felt. I moved the towel away from my eyes just a bit so I could peek out the bottom. I watched his arms and hands glide up my thigh and then I saw it. How had I missed a treasure like this. His cock was perfectly outlined from his linen pants. Going commando. I liked what I saw. A lot. And from that moment forward that’s all I could think about.
He untucked the sheet and retucked it tightly under my waist. Moving his way down my body. Touching every inch with his fingers. Pressing firmly on my upper outer thigh and swirling his hands to my inner thigh in one continuous motion. Going deeper into my inner thigh with each swipe of his hand.
He was so close to my pussy whenever his hand reached my most inner thigh before rubbing back to my outer thigh. It was like a game. How close can I massage without touching her flower? I liked the game. When his hands moved in on the third rub I opened my leg a bit more. Not much, only about an inch.
He brushed my hair to one side of my face and started to massage my neck and upper chest. Moving his hands closer to my breasts, teasing me with his movements. I couldn’t stop smiling and letting out small sounds of pleasure. He moved his hands closer and closer to my side boob and then politely asked me if he could massage a little closer. I looked at him and said “you can massage me any way you’d like”
He gave me a small smirky smile and turned me over on my back. Putting a heated compress over my forehead and eyes and then he focused on my breasts. Gently massaging around both breasts and releasing sexual energy with each stroke. I squirmed a little, I couldn’t help it. He was making me feel so good and I could start to feel my body get turned on. I liked where this was headed.
I was so comfy and felt warm and comfortable under the blanket. I felt him touch my shoulders as he maneuvered around me and pull the sheet slowly away from my neck. His hands were gently yet strong to the touch. I couldn’t help but let out a moan.
“Doesn’t that feel good?” Ryan said more as a comment than a question.
He pointed to the wall divider that he had in the corner and handed me a towel to cover up with. As I undressed I peeked through the slat and I could see he was looking over towards me.
I walked out with my towel that was more like a miniature. Barely covering my body. Smiling at him and tiptoeing my way over. I was a little chilly and had goose bumps on my skin. I scooted onto the massage table and sat there covering my thighs, not enough towel to cover my breasts. He patted the table and guided me on my tummy. He pulled away the towel, revealing my bare bottom and slid a heated blanket over me.
I showed up wearing my workout clothes and I was a bit nervous. Ryan had rented a small studio for the weekend to give his massages out from. It had been a while since I last saw him. He opened up the door as I walked up and gave me his heart melting smile and a hug that lasted longer than expected.
I gave Ryan a call and it went to voicemail. I was nervous that I wouldn’t hear back from him. We didn’t have a falling out or anything like that, I was just being the typical girl and making up scenarios in my head.
He called me back within the hour and as soon as I heard his voice I started to swoon. I knew I should’ve taken it farther last time he massaged me but I didn’t have the guts.
Just my luck. He was going to be in town on Friday.
Story Time: It’s been a while since I’ve had a good body massage. My body has been craving a good rubdown and I know just who to call. His name is Ryan, he’s a traveling masseur. That word sounds so fancy. I have received a massage from him in the past and last time I swear he wanted me. Bad. I could see him get hard as he was massaging my shoulder. I tried not to look but I couldn’t help it. I was shy then so nothing ended up happening, but lately I’ve been thinking about that time and something is telling me I should call him again…
Good morning 🌞 It’s a rainy/snowy day again here. As much as I love the snow I need spring to hit!! I got spoiled with the weather in the Bahamas. I miss it 😔
I came so hard on Nathans cock. I had never felt an orgasm like that before. Hubby never made my pussy feel that good. I didn’t know it then but I was addicted. Addicted to Nathan’s dick.
I wanted to fulfill a fantasy that weekend and I had succeeded. I met a stranger in the hotel I was staying at and now here I am with a fit, hung, sexy, guy that was fulfilling my every desire. I was still taking it in.
Getting my breathing back under control and realizing I should probably get ready to leave. I didn’t want to, I just wanted time to stop but I knew that was my fantasy and all good things must come to an end.
I was filled and fulfilled with my fuck session that just ended. I was a pleased hot wife and now it was time to leave.
I picked up my red dress from the floor and put it on. Nathan stood up and helped tie me up. He gave my neck a little kiss and said “I really hope to see you again”
“You will. I already want you again.”
“ Good, because I already want you again too”
I walked away with a smile on my face knowing that this wasn’t going to be the end.
