La_Fina
Really Experienced
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- Oct 5, 2021
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I'm on vacation with my in-laws. I'm having a great time and loving every minute except for the fact that the walls are super thin and my husband and I haven't had any alone time since we got here. I feel like I'm about to explode.
Yesterday we got massages, and since we are in a 420-friendly state, I had some edibles prior to going in. So I am feeling VERY relaxed when I head in, and I get in the room and meet my masseuse and realize I forgot to request a lady. Oh, well. Too late now, I guess.
So the massage starts and this guy has incredible hands; Warm, and slightly calloused. He was working all the right spots, and it feels amazing, but I found myself enjoying the broads, sweeping movements he made up and down my body more.
His warm, oiled hands caressing my skin felt like heaven. I found myself wishing he would skim further down my sides when his fingers brushed the edges of my breasts. When he massaged my ass, I was wishing he would grab it with intent. I had to stop myself from arching into his touch when he massaged the front of my shoulders and my pecs. I wanted his hands on my tits so fucking bad. I'm positive he could see how hard my nipples were through the thin sheet that covered me.
There were points during the massage that I felt him press against me while he worked on different areas, and I swear I felt his cock. All I could focus on was where his body was pressed against mine, hoping i would feel him get hard, or rub against me for a little more friction. At one point he stretched my calves and hamstrings, spreading my legs, pushing my knees to my chest, that kind of thing. I could feel my panties bunching and shifting around, and I swear to God my pussy was on display for him. There was no way my panties stayed in place enough to cover everything, especially with those stretches.
It made me so wet thinking he was looking at me that way, being as subtle as possible, seeing what he could get away with.
I think I may go get another massage. This time I'll wear my crotchless panties.
Yesterday we got massages, and since we are in a 420-friendly state, I had some edibles prior to going in. So I am feeling VERY relaxed when I head in, and I get in the room and meet my masseuse and realize I forgot to request a lady. Oh, well. Too late now, I guess.
So the massage starts and this guy has incredible hands; Warm, and slightly calloused. He was working all the right spots, and it feels amazing, but I found myself enjoying the broads, sweeping movements he made up and down my body more.
His warm, oiled hands caressing my skin felt like heaven. I found myself wishing he would skim further down my sides when his fingers brushed the edges of my breasts. When he massaged my ass, I was wishing he would grab it with intent. I had to stop myself from arching into his touch when he massaged the front of my shoulders and my pecs. I wanted his hands on my tits so fucking bad. I'm positive he could see how hard my nipples were through the thin sheet that covered me.
There were points during the massage that I felt him press against me while he worked on different areas, and I swear I felt his cock. All I could focus on was where his body was pressed against mine, hoping i would feel him get hard, or rub against me for a little more friction. At one point he stretched my calves and hamstrings, spreading my legs, pushing my knees to my chest, that kind of thing. I could feel my panties bunching and shifting around, and I swear to God my pussy was on display for him. There was no way my panties stayed in place enough to cover everything, especially with those stretches.
It made me so wet thinking he was looking at me that way, being as subtle as possible, seeing what he could get away with.
I think I may go get another massage. This time I'll wear my crotchless panties.
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