Wanted to share the real story of when I found out that I love giving massages, and now I just want to keep giving them.

Finished a date a while ago with this beautiful adventurous lady, and we ended the night sitting on a public park bench outside of her apartment. She had been so tense from a rough week, that I offered to help loosen her up. She straddled the park bench and I slide in behind her. I started massaging her shoulders with deep strong motions to loosen her neck and soon was kneading down her back. I used my palms to press deep and stretch and straighten the muscles outward from her spine, and gently wrapping around her chest over her sports bra. She was petite and while holding her ribs, I could work my thumbs up and under her shoulder blades pressing out any knots that were there. Her skin was starting to glow red from the blood rushing to the surface.

Pressing up and following her back I slide my hands under her sports bra, and moved them around her sides. With one finger gently resting on each breast just below her nipples, I used the others to squeeze in and pull out lengthening across her chest and gliding along the bottom of her perky little breasts. Sliding back in, my hands followed under the contour of her breasts and wrapped up between them, leaving her soft breasts resting in the webs of my hands. I nudge my thumbs in feeling how soft her skin and breast are, as I leaned in and kissed her high up on the neck just below her right ear, lifting her bra up and over her breasts.

Sitting there in the dark, topless, on a park bench; I let my hands fall and skim along her sides to rest on her legs. Sliding myself forward on the bench right behind her, my hands float forward outstretched, fingers skating over her bike shorts and my thumbs kissing the inside of her thighs. She's warm from the engergy but still covered in goosebumps in the night air. I kiss her at the base of the neck as I knead her legs in my hands, moving them slowly back towards her waist band. Returning my hands to her waist, I hold her there for just a moment before slipping my right fingers under her waist band and gradually moving my hand to rest on her tight stomach. My fingers resting just atop her mound, hand half into her shorts, I can a few soft hairs under my fingers....

And I was hooked on sensual and intimate touch from that point on. Looking forward to the next time!