Samantha's Erotic Experience at Massage | with video

[ashuezy2]

Scene 1: The Touch

I(Samantha 28 years old) had been sitting down a lot, studying hard for exams. My back was starting to really hurt. Backaches. My mom suggested I go to her massage therapist. She had been going there for years and was very clear: it was a strictly professional place. She knew I wasn't very sexually active or confident yet.

I'm also very shy about my body. I’m neither thin nor heavy just average. I always wished I had bigger breasts, like my mom, lol.

Anyway, we drove to the massage parlour together. We went inside. She went into her room with one guy, and I waited for a couple of minutes for my therapist to come and take me to where I'd get a full-body, ninety-minute massage.
And then he was there. My masseuse. He was tall and cute, a little chubby, but still so hot.

I felt a wave of shyness. Being alone in a room with him.
He started the massage. His hands were big, and they felt absolutely heavenly all over my body.
We didn't talk much. He just did his work, and I closed my eyes and enjoyed it.
Then he worked his way down to my thigh area.

My pussy just started going crazy. I instantly felt wet. I was so turned on by his big hands on my inner thighs. I felt butterflies in my stomach, and I could feel myself getting wetter. He didn't seem to notice anything.
This went on for a solid twenty minutes. I couldn't take it anymore.

Slowly, I reached out, grabbed his arm, and gently led it down until his big hand was resting on my pussy.
He looked up at me. His eyes were a little confused, but he also looked completely turned on.
I took control of his hand and gently rubbed it on my clit.

I didn't let him put any fingers inside me. I was still too shy and a little scared. But just the feeling of his big, warm hand rubbing up and down over my pussy was heavenly.
I nearly came right then, just from that simple stimulus.
When the massage was finally over, neither of us said a single word. I could barely hide the big, wet stain in my panties, a stain that was already starting to leak through my grey sweatpants.

[ashuezy2]

Scene 2: The Mother's Secret

I slipped out of the room. It had only been about thirty minutes of my ninety-minute session. My heart was pounding, and the dampness between my legs felt like a loud, embarrassing secret I had to keep hidden.
I walked down the hall, pretending to look for the bathroom. Then, I sneaked over to my mom's massage room. The door wasn't fully closed. I pressed my ear close and then peered in, making sure they wouldn't notice me.
And there she was.

My mom was lying on the table, completely butt naked. Her masseuse, the other guy, had his hands all inside and over her.

I watched, frozen. His fingers were disappearing and reappearing from between her legs, moving with a steady, deep rhythm. My mom’s hips were slightly raised, her back arched, as he worked on her. He was leaning over her, his body pressing close to hers. I could see his arm and back muscles tensing as he moved.
Her eyes were closed. A soft, breathless moan escaped her lips, a sound of pure pleasure. She looked utterly lost in the moment, her body completely relaxed under his touch, yet also alive with a wild, different kind of intensity. His other hand was on her breast, gently kneading the flesh.

He stopped moving his fingers down below for a second and started rubbing her butt cheeks, pressing and squeezing them hard.

Mom: I'm ready now.
The man didn't say anything. He just used his arm to help her roll onto her hands and knees on the table, getting into a doggy-style position. Her big, beautiful breasts were hanging down, swaying a little.
He leaned in and started kissing the back of her neck. He pulled her hair back and held it with one hand. His other hand reached between her legs, guiding her wet, swollen slit.
Then, with a deep grunt, he pushed his hard, thick cock right into her.

Mom: Ah!
She let out a sharp cry. He was big. He started moving immediately, fucking her hard and fast. The table started to squeak with the force of his thrusts. He was holding onto her hips with both hands, slamming his cock into her pussy again and again.

Mom: Oh my God! Yes! Harder! Don't stop!
He pulled out with a wet smack and shoved his whole cock back in deep, hitting her cervix. He was breathing heavily, his chest heaving with the effort.

He pulled her hips back toward him and started pushing harder and faster, a raw, primal rhythm filling the room. My mother was moaning loudly now, a sound of uncontrolled lust. She was completely gone, lost in the feeling.
I felt a dizzying rush of my own wetness. My breathing stopped. I stood there, watching my mom being fucked senseless by the huge man, my own panties getting heavier.

Just as I thought they might hear my heavy breathing, the masseuse gave one final, powerful thrust and groaned a deep, satisfied sound. My mom screamed, a high-pitched cry of climax. She slumped over the table, shaking.
The man slowly pulled out, his cock dripping wet. He gently helped her lay back down and immediately covered her with a sheet, like nothing had happened. He gave her a soft, professional tap on the shoulder.
I pulled back from the door just as he was opening it. I spun around and ran down the hall, back toward the front desk, my heart feeling like it was trying to punch its way out of my chest. I rushed into the bathroom and locked the door, leaning against the wall, utterly shocked, turned on, and dripping wet.

[mahamatherchod]

why don't you compile story in a single thread than opening multiple thread for 3-4 paragraph stories

[ashuezy2]

why don't you compile story in a single thread than opening multiple thread for 3-4 paragraph stories

I don’t update stories that don’t get likes or feedback. I put a lot of time and effort into creating content, and a little appreciation really keeps me motivated.

[JohnS112]

Well written story….

[Sarran Raj]

GREAT START