Some notes on sexy massages

Once upon a time, I had a wife. For my birthday, this wife gave me a voucher for a massage. I’d never had a massage before and I wasn’t sure that I’d like it but I went to the beauty salon to give it a try.


When I arrived, they gave me a small bundle and said: “Get undressed and put these on”, referring to this small bundle. The bundle was a pair of small elasticated knickers. They felt good and hardly covered anything. I was semi-hard before I even felt the cute masseuse’s hands on me.


When I got onto the table, I lay face down and covered myself with the towel as instructed. I also placed my cock strategically between my legs to give it room to grow. Just in case!


Well, she started on my back and everything was very relaxing. This meant that my cock had fallen asleep before she moved down to massage my legs. She pulled up the towel to cover my legs and I felt a breeze on scrotum. Well that woke my cock up immediately. It does like to perform if it thinks it is going to be seen.


She started on my feet. This was relaxing and it sent my cock back to sleep. However, it started to grow again as she proceeded to massage up my left leg. By the time she had reached my knee, I was solid. As she worked my thigh, I was worried that I might explode. What could I do?


After my left leg, the masseuse turned away for a second. I used this to line my cock against my right thigh in the hope that she would give it a little tickle as she massaged my right thigh. Bingo! She didn’t just tickle it, she gave it the full treatment as if it was just part of that leg. I was now in danger of shooting my load in my paper g-string. I needed to calm down but that was not to be because she asked me to turn over.


I turned and she put the towel over me. I must have looked like a tent! One with a central pole. She massaged the front of my legs. We made eye contact when she got to the top of my thigh as she was fiddling with my scrotum. She gave me a little naughty smile. On the second leg, she looked at me and gave me a tiny shake of the head as she once again made sure that my balls were nicely oiled. So that was as far as she would go.


It finished with a short head massage before the masseuse left the room so that I could get dressed. Two tugs on my cock was all that I needed to send those paper pants into the bin with a full load of cum inside.


I was hooked, I was definitely coming back. I had so many questions. Would she go further if we got to know each Other? Would one of the others who worked there go any further? Where could I get a massage where they go further?


I eventually answered all on these questions, and more. But that’s for another post.

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