Happy ending massage

Here is a true story from several years ago. Every word is real..

I was in Mexico City on a writing assignment for a food magazine and was being treated to several new and popular restaurants on my visit. It sounds like fun, and it was, but it was also exhausting. Mexico City can wear you out fast. Lots of walking and at 7300 feet high will get to you, especially if you are from the flatlands of Texas.

By the third day, I was a bit sore and ready to relax. Luckily, the hotel had a spa that offered massages. Just what I needed. I booked one for the afternoon since I had some free time.

I checked in at the front desk of the spa and was soon shown to a private massage room where I was told to undress and get under the sheet on the massage table, face down.

I folded my clothes and climbed onto the table. The cool clean sheets felt great against my skin. I rested my face in the circular face pillow and drifted off to sleep.

I was awakened by the soft voice of the massage therapist. She introduced herself as Anna and pulled the sheets back exposing my back, She spoke some English and I spoke some Spanish so we communicated very well. So far all I saw of Anna was her legs and feet through the hole in the headrest.

She gently whispered in may ear, “just relax and enjoy.” Then she asked, “did you want the regular or the Executive massage?” I figured I’d splurge and get the executive massage, no knowing what it entailed.

“Por favor, masaje ejecutivo,” I said in may best Mexican accent,

She happily responded, “ah, que perfecto.”

In a few moments she had turned on soothing new age music and dimmed the lights, Once again I drifted off and her hands gently worked my back and shoulders.

Her talented hands, the soothing oil and the music did the job. My tensions flowed out with each stroke of her hands, 

She folded the sheet back to reveal my entire left leg and hip. Applying oil her hands glided over the muscles of my calf, though and buttocks kneading as she went. The pressure increased as she worked the muscles of my inner thigh and my glutes. She really knew what she was doing.

When she was done with the left side, she removed the sheet entirely and began working on any right leg. Her fingers felt wonderful as the grazed my growing cock which was pressed between any legs. She adjusted me slightly to get better access to my thighs and in the process exposed more of my hardening cock.

As she reached my buttocks she mixed kneading with light strokes the=at danced over my skin, down between my buttocks and across my cock. I moaned involuntarily as she paused and stroked the crack of my ass. Her oiled fingers grazing my hole for a few seconds.

Then she moved closer and whispered in my ear, “voltea sobre tu espalda. On your back for favor.”

Without thinking I rolled over on my back. My erect cock slapped against my stomach as I did and I realized I didn’t have the sheet on anymore.

“Bueno,” she whispered.

Now she began working my chest. Massaging the muscles deep, but occasionally grazing my nipples with her fingers. I’m sure they were as erect as my cock but I just exhaled and kept my eyes closed to avoid the embarrassment.

Her attention turned to may legs again and this time as she rubbed upward, she made no attempt to disguise contact with my erect cock as accidental. She stroked up my thigh and over my dick with each pass.

Finally she concentrated on my abdomen and my cock entirely. Rubbing her oiled hands over my skin and stroking my aching cock. Then she would caress my balls and probe between my legs before returning to my cock.

I now understood what the Executive Massage entailed.

I opened my eyes and saw that she had removed her shirt. Her firm breasts were rubbing against my face as she bent across me to stroke my cock. I just relaxed as best I could and enjoyed the sensations.

She them moved around to the foot of the table and climbed up between my legs. Her hands stroked my thighs, running upward and converging on my balls. As she bent forward, she pressed her oil slick breasts against my crotch. Her tits surrounding my cock as she slid forward and back. I was mesmerized a=watching y hard dick slide between her breasts.

She looked up and smiled at me and then held her breasts together and rubbed then up and down my dick. It didn’t take long before I was moaning and writhing. I looked in her eyes and told her, “I’m going to cum.”

“¡Ahora sí!” She smiled and looked down at my cock between her breasts just as I shot several streams of hot cum. It splashed across her tits and her chin.

She giggled and kept stroking until my cock was limp.

As she was cleaning me up with a warm towel, I thanked her for the “masaje ejecutivo”. Needless to say she received a generous tip for the unexpected surprise.
 
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