Vietnam: Arrival - Sex Stories

Vietnam: Arrival

... with Monica watching her.

Erin undid the knot of the robe and let it fall open. Monica’s eyes flicked down to catch a glimpse of Erin’s tan body and certainly noticed Erin’s bald pussy. Erin found herself aroused under Monica’s watchful eyes and wondered what Monica would look like naked along with her but pushed the thought from her mind. Erin let the robe fall to the floor, revealing her large breasts and the rest of her fit body, then turned to the bed. Monica took several steps across the room while Erin settled herself on her stomach, feeling a little self-conscious about her uncovered ass and wondering if she should have retrieved a towel from the bathroom for modesty.

Monica ran a slender hand up from Erin’s ankle to her hamstring. “You are lovely, Ms. Erin. I will enjoy this nearly as much as you will,” she said.

Erin felt a tingle of excitement at Monica’s touch and forced herself to relax into the massage. She chose to ignore any sapphic meaning in Monica’s words.

Monica began to knead and rub Erin’s muscles, starting with her legs. Erin felt the little remaining tension she held after her bath leaving her body and she moaned with pleasure, encouraging her beautiful masseuse. Next, Monica worked on Erin’s hips and glutes, and Erin could feel her pussy swell with the pleasure. She was sure that Monica had an unobstructed view of her puckered ass and smooth pussy as she pressed and rubbed on her smooth skin. If Monica had any indication of Erin’s arousal, ...

... she didn’t show it.

After what seemed like a long time, Monica began to rub Erin’s back. To Erin’s surprise, Monica paused to hike up her long skirt, the slit in her dress allowing her to nimbly climb onto the bed and straddle Erin’s ass. Erin again figured that this was normal for Monica’s Thai massage training. It was hard to tell, but Erin thought she could feel the tickle of Monica’s pubic hair against her ass cheeks and Erin wondered if the other woman was wearing panties. The thought soon passed, however, as Monica massaged Erin’s back. Erika had been mistaken when she thought she was relaxed. The massage now fully relaxed Erin as she moaned in pleasure or sighed in slight pain from the expert massage. Again, Erin was unsure, but it seemed to her that Monica would periodically rock her hips forward and back against Erin’s ass, rubbing her pussy against Erin as she worked.

After what must have been nearly an hour Monica paused and leaned over to Erin’s ear. “Are you feeling well, Ms. Erin?” she asked.

“Oh, my god, yes, Monica. You are amazing and I feel so good right now,” Erin said with her eyes closed. She inhaled the lovely scent of Monica’s perfume and felt a tickle of her black hair against her cheek.

“Would you like me to keep going, Ms. Erin?” she asked playfully.

Erin wondered what she meant, but she was feeling wonderful and wanted the massage to continue. “Yes, Monica, I would love for you to continue,” Erin replied.

To her surprise, Erin felt ...