1. My Favorite Masseur


    Date: 8/16/2015, Categories: Cheating, Author: Anna_Lovesit, Rating: 28, Source: LushStories

    Max ran the uncircumcised tip of his erect cock up and down the engorged folds of my labia, gradually nestling the sizable head of his manhood at the opening to my vagina. Filled with anticipation, my feverish breath quickened as he slipped inside. This was the part of Max’s pleasurable massage that I enjoyed the most. I met Max at our local community pool. I went there twice a week for my swim workouts. He looked like a modest man, 56 years old, salt and pepper hair, well-managed physique, and he was always very friendly towards me whenever we shared a brief pleasantry with each other. It was after we accidentally bumped into each other at a local coffee shop and spent an hour drinking coffee and conversing, that he told me more about himself and his the massage practice that he ran out of his home. He described his technique and he sounded like he knew what he was talking about. As Max was explaining his practice to me, he also told me that he was looking for new clients and asked if I ever gave myself time to enjoy a massage. I admitted to Max that I rarely got the chance to enjoy such pampering. And that was how my timely visits to his house began. After the first session, I had quickly become comfortable with leaving the towel off and baring my breasts when I turned over on my back. I also loved the way Max oiled my nipples with his fabulous thumb massage. During the third session I actually had an orgasm when Max was massaging my nipples. I was amazed that he could ...
    actually do that to me. I think he knew when he heard me whimper, but he didn’t say anything. Finally, during our fourth session I came out with it and said, “Oh what the hell, Max. It’s just a massage and I’m sure you’ve seen other women naked.” And with that I raised my hips from the table and hooked my thumbs into my cotton panties and slipped them off. During that session I started out with my legs closed but as Max worked on my thighs I grew more comfortable about parting my legs a little and hoping for his fingers to go to places he hadn’t touched before. Max must have been reading my mind because he spent a lot of time running his thumbs and fingers over my labia when his hands reached the highest regions of my thighs. By the end of the session my labia was swollen and as red as a rose, and my clitoris was literally throbbing. I was feeling desperate for an orgasm. The flush look on my face didn’t go unnoticed by Max and he offered to extend the session with a back scrub in the shower. Flushed with fascination and lust, and feeling my body tingling all over I let Max lead me to the shower. He turned on the shower and removed his sleeveless t-shirt and shorts, then stepped in behind me while my head was under the shower spray. He placed his hands on my shoulders and lathered me up from my shoulders down to the cheeks of my ass. When I turned around to let him wash my front, I took notice of his nudity. As I looked down, I saw that he had an impressive endowment and heavy, ...
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