I sometimes wonder if I think about sex WAY more than the average person. If I’m chatting with someone for an extended period of time it’s common that eventually I’ll ask “what are your fantasies?” and I’m always surprised when people say “I don’t really have any”.

Now, I’ve acted out a good many of my fantasies, at least to some degree, but they always seem to get replaced by new ones. Or little twists on the previous one.

But last week I got to act out the first version of a fantasy that I’ve had for a number of years - giving a “legit” massage that turns erotic.

Now, I’ve given erotic massages to partners before, and it’s always fun. But the fantasy is to give a massage to a stranger, and just let it play out how we like in the moment.

I know I always get super turned on when I get massages, and I’m mystified when people say they don’t. Fortunately it seems to be a very common idea or fantasy, and one HW I was speaking to was quick to take me up on the offer.

I wanted to make it as legit as possible. I wanted to build up the tension as much as possible, to tease her as much as I could, making her wonder if what I was doing was a signal or not. Let her wonder how far I was willing to go. All the things that would go through my head in a legit massage.

I was staying in a nice hotel in a major city’s uptown, and she’d just finished a long week of work.

I took the care to set up the room with a rolled up towel in the corner foot of the bed, and another towel in the middle of the foot.

She knocked on the door to my room and I opened it wearing a long sleeve white shirt and light grey shorts, doing my best to mimic what a masseur might wear.

“Welcome. Let me show you to the bed” I greeted her. “You can disrobe to your level of comfort and cover yourself in the towel, laying face town with your head here, and call me when you are ready.”

She smiled at me, I think a little turned on by the level of attention I was putting into the fantasy, and then I excused myself to the bathroom for her to change.

A minute or two later she called out “ready” from the bed and I returned to the sight of her laying face down on the bed as instructed. The towel covering her lower back, ass and up legs.

“Are there any areas you’d like me to focus on?” I asked, smiling to myself knowing how she wanted to answer.

“Mmmm, just the usual places…”. She almost purred it. And I couldn’t help but notice a slight wiggle of her butt as she did.

So I set out to help her relax. My hands working her back, gently at first and then a little more firmly. I moved her hair to the side and massaged the back of her neck, which brought another exhalation of subtle pleasure.

I moved around to stand above her head and worked long, firm strokes down her back. She reached forward and held onto my legs, and I kept quiet, allowing the physical touch and knowing what was to come.

I massaged her hands and arms, even working her individual fingers which feels so great for me. Then moved to the foot of the bed and lifted one of her feet to my touch. I made sure to give her first foot a proper massage, then lowered it to rest on my bulge as I switched feet. She again purred with pleasure as her foot explored the thick bulge in my shorts.

When I moved around to the side of the bed it was time to give her calves attention, which I made sure to spend extra time on given that we both knew what would be happening next. And as I worked my hand up her thighs she took an extra long exhale. With every stroke my hands worked higher and higher up her thighs, deliciously close to her waiting pussy. But this wasn’t the time yet.

“The towel is a little hard to navigate” I suggested. “Are you ok if we discard it?”

“Of course” she replied. “Whatever you want.” I knew what she really meant.

My hands took their place on her gorgeous ass. This wasn’t so much of a massage, but a sensual butt rub that everyone enjoys. Her hips started to really react to my touch and my cock hardened even more with excitement.

“Time to roll over” I instructed and she eagerly followed.

I ran my hands over her stomach, and between her full breasts before moving back over her head again. I took her hands and placed them up over her head, and she eagerly took the cue to run her hand over my cock, then up the leg of my shorts.

“It’s getting warm in here. Are you ok if I remove my shirt?” I asked, knowing what her answer would be. We locked eyes as I removed my shirt, her hands massaging my cock under my shorts. And then my hands reached forward to her breasts. I leaned forward to run my hands down her stomach and she arched her neck back to open her mouth for my bulge.

“You are a good girl” I praised her, knowing how much she loved it. Her hand quickly went to the waistband of my shorts, but I stopped her. The tease wasn’t over.

I walked to her side and ran my hands up her thighs. She parted them slightly for me and we looked at each other again and smiled.

“The waistband of your panties is in an awkward position. Can I remove them?” I asked formally.

She was lifting her hips before she was done answering.

My hand dropped her panties to the bed beside her and spread her legs. I could see her body aching to be touched.

I circled my hands over her lower abdomen, dangerously close to her pussy that she wanted touched so badly. Then down over her hips, to the insides of her thighs. I could see her wetness as her lips parted.

We looked at each other, her eyes pleading me to touch her pussy. Her hand worked to the bulge in my shorts, and I looked down and slowly teased my finger gently up her slit.

Her body arched in pleasure and she let out a guttural purr. The kind of sound that let me know she was getting exactly what she wanted. My finger tip teased her clit for several seconds before sliding down her wet pussy, and inside her.

I curled my finger up inside her to massage her G-spot and she let out a slow, soft “fuuuuuuck”. Looking down at her I pulled my finger out, licked two fingers and slid them into her married pussy.

“How does that feel?” I asked her.

“So fucking good” she replied as I slowly fucked her with my fingers.

I leaned forward and sucked one of her nipples as I fingered her. My finger curling up and tapping her G-spot. That’s when she started to get animated, and I picked up the tempo ever so slightly.

Her chest started to flush and her breathing stopped and I fucked her with my fingers. And that’s when she came for the first time.

That’s when we forgot all about the camera we’d set up to record everything for hubby, and for you.