We’ve all seen those massages - the over the top sexual ones posted to IG, with a guy commenting “would you let your GF get this massage?”

Well, I saw the posts & I wanted one. Plus I was tight as fuck that week. The idea of an erotic massage just got me so excited, something new, and my body could use some deep touching from a man who required minimal interpersonal skills or communication.

So I booked it. He was definitely older, but was he ever fit & handsome. I was nervous AF about this, and before I got there I had already had a glass of wine (fine, two) and upon arrival had some more wine while we discussed what the massage is like in the sitting room. It’s by no means meant to end in sex, but just a lot of body on body massaging, and gets into the parts that a lot of massage therapists don’t dive into. I had already gone through his reviews and he was credible (he’s no registered massage therapist - his service is very explicit in that this is not your traditional massage experience)

I entered the massage room from the sitting area, the room it self was tranquil but sexual. There was a custom massage table - a much wider one than usual. Think spa meets tantric sex. I had the option to undress as much as I wanted. And I typically strip down completely for any massage I have, because I feel much more comfortable not being restrained by my panties or a tight bra. I took off my lace bra and undies, and realised I was already just a bit wet just from the excitement of being here.

I laid down on my stomach on the over sized table, that’s much lower than some other massage tables and I got under the soft sheet. He knocked asking if I’m ready and with a simple, “mmhmm”, he opened the door and came inside. He ran his hands all over my body above the sheet. And I felt his whole presence- not just his hands as he did this. I was acutely aware of where I was, what I had signed up for and this man’s presence. He got out the oil (the scent we picked during the prechat). As he started pulling back the sheet, he started to cover me in oil and place his strong hands all over my body. God, did the strength of his hands ever feel good. Now I am still a bit nervous (this is out of my usual comfort level), but ok with him massaging me all over my body - and did he ever. At first, He didn’t provoke me at all between the legs or much more than a typical massage with your glutes. He then asked me turn around, there was no modesty, no sheet held up for me to turn around. He stood and watched me turn around onto my back. This is when I noticed he’s completely naked. He started drizzling the oils all over my chest and the top part of my body, pulling my hair out of its bun too. He’s touching me all over my chest and now I can sense him getting hard as he leans over me above my head massaging from my chest down. He moved lower yet stays away from my pussy. I’m getting so excited and I remember wanting him to probe more & I wondered if he could smell me and my wetness.

Once we got to my feet he came back up & this time didn’t ask me to turn around, he instead put his hands on my whole body and turned me back on to my stomach himself. Now he started to focus on my ass, I could feel his strong hands really grip and knead into my ass. He knew I was very tight. He started spreading my ass apart and my legs. I felt the oil drip down my back and crack, teasing both holes as it keeps slide down my body. And then I felt him start to massage my inner thighs yet still not touching me where I’m wet. He stopped, backed away and then got onto the back of the table and finally I felt the pressure of his body push up against my whole body as I lay there. He started to massage and rub my body from the back with body. I could start to feel his hardness against me. I couldn’t stop moaning or being wet. And he did this for a long time, massaging different parts of my body. Me feeling his hands all over me or the pressure of his chest or legs between mine.

Eventually, and I don’t quite remember how it came to be but I felt him start to poke at my pussy with his hard cock while behind me. I spread my legs just a little more, I stopped over-thinking this long before, and just wanted him now. And then, he entered me. It didn’t stop there, he turned me around and then pushed in deep and kissed me. We both came that afternoon.

I’m not sure exactly at what point the massage as I imagined it ended, and when it turned into an afternoon of sex. It was insanely satisfying. The afternoon ended with him dropping me off to my place.