I was just thinking about this story and figured this community would like to hear it also and maybe enjoy it as much as I did.

Last year, around the end of summer a group of us (friends / neighbors etc) went to Punta Cana for a vacation. In normal fashion, the women scheduled massages one of the days and I ended up picking a 80 minute relaxation massage (or whatever they called it). Typically whenever I get a massage I like to wear underwear so I don't feel fully naked but this time a bunch of us had been drinking in the pool and we had no time to go and change. The time comes for the 4 girls to go and head to the spa for our massages, and were all very tipsy but ready for some relaxation. So we get there, do our paperwork, get to the locker rooms and shower and I go onto telling one of my friends how I never like to get a massage without underwear... and she tells me she never wears any.. We joke and laugh like a bunch of drunk girls in the waiting area. A few minutes go by and one by one massage therapists come out to get each of us, calling by name from the little desk behind us. First my friend gets called, she goes back into the hallway with her masseuse.. then another friend hears her name she she goes off. Finally its me and my one close friend and all of the sudden I hear my name called and its a male voice. I look over to my friend with this puzzled curious look and say, OH no, I thought we all had female masseuses... Of course I get up regardless and see this tall dark skinned muscular guy (who was amazingly hot) standing there, my friend turns to look and she jokes saying don't enjoy your massage too much.

We walk down the hall making small talk and eventually get to the room, I was a bit uneasy but also the alcohol helped me be very friendly and comfortable. He asks me a few questions, sore spots, the usual and tells me to take off my robe and lie face down on the table. Now normally this is where the masseuse leaves the room but for some reason he went over to the little cabinet area in the room and started filling out a paper and getting things ready, I waited for a second and realized he wasn't leaving and went for it, I dropped my robe and quickly got onto the table and covered myself.

I laid there for a few seconds in the silence until he started asking how I like the pressure, and if I wanted oil and if I was warm enough. He went and put those hot rocks down my spine and it felt great, I was starting to relax. He started to remove the rocks after a minute or so, then the towel that was on by back and then all of a sudden, woosh he pulled the sheet off of me. There was a sudden rush of cold and I was now fully uncovered, face down on the table with my ass in full view of wherever he was in the room... This shocked me a bit but soon after he put a towel over my butt and started to massage my back.

Eventually he worked down to my lower-half, starting with my feet (which felt great) and rubbing my legs and and up to the top of my thigh. Each time he would make the pass up my leg his hands would go a little bit higher and touch my butt more and more each time and of course the towel started to shift upwards also. My senses were so high I could feel the air from the vents in the room hitting parts of my body which were now exposed. I had my legs fairly close together and as he started to work my inner thighs I could feel his fingers sandwiched between my thighs as if he was struggling to reach certain spots of my legs. I adjusted my legs to give him some more space and he went deeper on my thighs. The whole thing felt great, I was in a mix between relaxed and high anxiety as his hands were only a few inches from my vagina. He kept working my inner thigh, inching up my leg so slowly, I eventually adjusted my legs again so there was a bit more space and his hands were now millimeters from my lips (you know which lips). If there was hair he would have been brushing against it.

My heart was racing, this was like the biggest tease and turn on I've had in years. He kept working my thigh, and every now and again his finger would graze my lips, almost in accident but on purpose. Eventually he stopped with that leg and moved onto my other leg and started his motion up my leg, to my thigh and working it like the other. Again, little he worked his hands up my inner thigh almost grazing my lips. He was so close it almost felt like he was touching me, my hear was beating like crazy and I could feel the wetness turning cold as it hit the air and all I could think was his face was looking directly down at my pussy while he was rubbing my legs. I was very self conscious that he might pick up that I'm turned on as I had no way to possible hide it. This time he finished my leg and dragged his out at the crease where my thigh meets my body, basically dragging his hands between my lips and my leg. He walked around to where my head was and started to lean over me and massage my lower back. He got closer and closer to my butt cheeks and at one point asked "Is this OK" to which I think I mumbled mmmhmm. He pulled the towel completely off me and had his hands all over my cheeks.

He ran his hands down between my legs and back up by butt crack, this time completely rubbing my pussy lips. His hands help rubbing the inside of my cheeks and touch my pussy and one one of the passes his middle finger split my lips and he pulled his finger right up between my lips and up my butt. Buy now, he knew I was aroused because his finger was soaked. He did that a few more times before relocating back down by my legs and continuing the same. I remember adjusting my other leg so far apart that it almost fell off the table. He continued to run his hand slowly from my inner thighs, up to my butt, each time sliding one finger between my lips. Its probably good to mention that his hands were huge, but he had no problem sliding them around easily with how wet I was. After a few minutes of just grazing and rubbing the surface his middle finger stopped at my pussy and I sort of picked my hips up a bit and he slid it inside of me. I let out the deepest breath I think I ever have. He only pushed it in a bit as a tease and continued to rub a few more times, each time just getting his fingertip inside me. Each time he would I would arch my butt a little higher, trying to guide him of sorts. After doing this tease for what felt an eternity he finally slide the full length of his finger inside me. I actually was a bit concerned because his finger felt way too big to be a finger, it felt more like a penis but I felt the rest of his hand there also and it was just his finger after all. Once he was inside, he knew what to do, he slid his finger of his one hand in and out while his other hand worked on rubbing my clit... The feeling was amazing and I was almost about to cum when he told me to turn over.

I flipped over almost immediately, fully exposed and remember how I had a landing strip down there, I was a little embarrassed but didn't care.He put a pillow under my head and started to massage my shoulders, and then my breasts and then again reaching down over my belly my thighs and my pussy again. He was a tall guy and as he reached across my body his crotch was right on my head, I had my eyes closed but part of me wouldn't have been surprised if his dick suddenly popped out. He spent a few minutes rubbing me like this and eventually moved back down towards my legs and began the same routine. My legs were wide open and one of his hands was rubbing my clit and the other had his finger inside of me, as I was showing enjoyment he started to move to my motions and breathing, eventually sticking another finger inside of me which felt amazing. Eventually I got to that point and my whole body tensed up and I could feel gush of wetness. I let out another deep breath and he slowly moved his hands away, back down my legs and began to massage my feet. He didn't say a word and within a few minutes the bell chimed and he whispered "I'll be waiting outside". I fumbled my way off of the table and noticed the puddle of wetness where I was laying. I threw the towel over it somehow thinking I was covering up a crime scene or something. I put my robe on and walked outside to greet him waiting there with a cup of cucumber water for me. He walked me back to the ladies lounge area and wished me a wonderful day. I met back up with the 3 other friends and we all checked out together, but I made sure to leave him a good tip.

We spent the rest of our vacation having and avoiding the temptation to get another massage. When we got our room bill my Husband asked me why my massage was so expensive... I just laughed and said they always are at these kinds of places.