Taking over as massage therapist for two weeks - Part 1 - Sex Stories

Taking over as massage therapist for two weeks - Part 1

... muscular. Summer had described him as a big bear of man and I did see the resemblance now, despite him not being as hairy as one.

At the start of the massage I gently asked him questions like if I was massaging the right place or if it was enough pressure. I stopped asking after a while, however, because whatever I did, he responded positively and just told me to continue as I was.

From gouging his reactions, however, I did find things he did enjoy more. He would let out sighs or soft moans of pleasure when I applied the right pressure or movement in the right area.

Hearing the sounds of his pleasure as I steadily worked my hands on his warm body made the situation feel sexual to me. Was it because all my previous massage experiences with a man had been sexual in nature? Or was it just because I was so pent-up recently?

As I massaged his enormous body, my hips or chest would occasionally touch his body. At times, to get a better reach, my chest would touch him. Having my breasts pressed up against him made me start reconsidering my choice of wardrobe. Maybe I should have worn a bra after all?

I was pretty convinced that actual massage therapists wouldn’t do that kind of thing.

Robert didn’t have any objections though. On the contrary, judging from his body language, the large man seemed to like it a great deal. It was obvious that he was trying to be subtle about it, but some sensations can be difficult to hide. The main thing that gave it away was his ...

... breathing and the way his hands would occasionally move and fist up on his sides.

Surprisingly, I found myself enjoying the experience. My initial nervousness had vanished, replaced by a growing sense of sexuality. There was something new and exciting about being in control of this huge man’s body in this way. The way I excited him with just a mere brush of my chest against his. It started a tingling sensation in my nether regions.

I continued the massage in this fashion for a while until it was time to turn him over.

I leaned in and whispered gently in his ear: “Turn around, I will work on your front now”

I always liked when I was instructed in this manner and I think he did too.

After he turned, I placed a towel on his eyes and continued the massage.

I noticed, however, from the corner of my eyes the bulge in his underwear.

Did he have a boner?! Or was he just naturally well endowed?

“Whoa, I think this is going way too far. I should just calm down and focus on the massage,” I tried to tell myself

Deliberately not looking at his manhood, I now started to massage his upper body.

But my libido was uncontrollable and different naughty thoughts started to enter my mind. Was this guy expecting any “special” treatment from me? Did Summer provide this to her regulars?

I had teased her about this before, and she always insisted that her intimate touches are reserved for her lovers and some very special friends. Being in the latter category, I had ...