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

Taking over as massage therapist for two weeks - Part 1

... non-stop definitely suggested it.

Next I moved to massage his hips and then the inner thigh and pelvis, just on either side of his large erect penis. I felt the warmth emanating from it and felt the strong urge, the irresistible need to touch it.

My touches grew ever closer to, slightly touching it as I moved my hands. Finally I couldn’t take it anymore.

I gently slid my hands over his balls and moved them to grip the base of his cock and asked: “Would you like this part massaged as well?”

I couldn’t believe I was doing this, but in that lust filled moment I couldn’t stop myself. I really wanted to touch him and make him come.

His cock lurched at my touch and he needily replied: “Please do!”

The tone was so desperate that I kind of felt a bit sorry for teasing him for the better part of an hour. All the while he remained a total gentleman, not even trying to touch me.

I applied more oil to my hands and then finally gently wrapped my hands around his large manhood. It was so thick that I was just barely able to close my fingers around it.

It was hot and pulsated in my hands, a sensation that left me in a sort of lust filled haze.

Gripping it in two hands started to gently slide up and down the whole length of it.

“Aah, that’s so good,” he moaned out loud. He was done holding back his words and moans.

I continued, speeding up the motion as I went. The massage room was now full of his moans and the oily wet sounds of my hands rubbing his ...

... cock.

Next I started to play with the tip, making a tight ring with my fingers and sliding it up and down it, all the while fondling his huge balls gently with my other. This sent him to the edge real quickly

“Oh fuck, that’s so good, I’m go-” he exclaimed between groans and moans.

I managed to stop in time to prevent him from coming. I wasn’t done with him yet.

Beads of precum oozed from the tip and I had to fight myself not to have a taste.

I gave him a few moments to recover before starting to slowly masturbate him again.

My right hand slid up and down his shaft, tightly gripping it and my left hand would massage his chest and inner thigh..

“Mmhh… aah… fuck…” he moaned out loud again as I picked up speed.

I leaned into him, his rock hard throbbing cock in my hand, and started to rub my upper body against his while steadily jerking him.

“Oh god… you are… so good” he continued to moan.

I attempted to move upwards and slide my breasts over his chest while still gripping his manhood. I stood on my knees to do so, but the massage oil on the table made me slip and land on him.

His arms moved quickly to brace me and I found myself in his embrace, my chest tightly pressed up against the right side of his torso and my face buried in his neck.

The towel fell from his eyes as he looked down at me to see what happened. I blushed at the state of myself and looked away. That was not what I planned.

“You okay?” he asked, his arms around my hips.

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