I have been having a storm of a life lately. A few days ago, I couldn't bottle it up anymore and vented my frustrations to a friend. After hearing my rants she took me to a wellness center. It wasn't the one we usually went to for our spa dates and the whole aesthetic of the place was not as nice but it was still clean and cozy looking and I was dying for a massage so I didn't complain.
I was called into a quaint little room where I undressed but left my panties on. I laid down the massage table and burrowed my face in the head hole or whatever you call it and waited. After a couple of minutes, i heard someone come in and said "Hi, I'm Alex (fake name). Are you ready for your massage?"
I was surprised because I usually have a female masseuse at our old place but I didn't want to be a *that girl* that makes baseless complaints because of someone's gender so I just said "uh hummm..."
He asked me the level of pressure I wanted and I said "as hard as you can" not knowing what I was about to get. Lol
He started on my thighs upward. I was a little amused when he got to my butt. He rolled my undies down and slid the crotch fabric between my buttcheeks basically giving me a wedgie. He worked on my butt for what seemed like a full 10-minutes. In my past massages, they barely touch the and they don't even lift the butt cover (unless you specifically request them to work on it).
He worked on my back muscles and made me moan so loud I was thankful to be in a private room.
When he was done with my back, he told be to turn. I turned and he covered my torso and crotch with a cloth. He started with my head and neck.
I stilled a little when his hands crept inside the cover and started massaging my boobs. By instinct, my hands lifted to stop him but it was sooo gooood. I just dropped my hand to my side again. While he was circling my nipple with his finger, he asked me "This, okay?". I kept my eyes closed and replied uh-huh.
His hand slid down to my navel and further down to my vagina. At first he was just sliding his palm along my crotch and upper thighs and then I felt the cover being lifted and oil being squirted in my pussy.
He lifted one leg to open me up and spread the oil inside me. His hands were warm. Awesome. I was conflicted but didn't make any move to stop him. I justified my non-action by telling myself I haven't had sex in 6 months and I definitely needed this for my sanity.
I felt his finger exploring my inside and after finding my clit, he pinched it and I just aksjfhsgahsjf. I semi-shouted, "God, yes!"
He continued to finger me using both hands, one working on my clit, one inside me, fucking me with two fingers. I can hear the swishing sound of oil and my own wetness while he pumped me hard (as requested) with his hand.
After about a minute, I had my legs fully spread as I held on to sides of the massage table and let myself be loud and just felt all the feelings. I kept my eyes closed.
I peeked a little and saw that he had an erection. I didn't say anything but I wouldn't have objected if he put it in.
I came so hard I had to stop his hand from pumping but I held it in place so it was still inside me. He still moved his fingers inside and it curiously prolonged my orgasm.
When I've calmed down, but was still catching my breath, he kissed my slit as if signing his finished artwork.
I heard him say, "All done. I'll leave you to rest and get dressed. Take all the time you need."
I laid there for a few more minutes and just tried to collect myself. I felt lighter and happier.
Ngl, he has amazing hands. I would probably go back even if just for the massage alone. I left him a big tip even if he didn't give me his. Wink wink.
And I didn't even see his face. Lol
In my daze I forgot the name of the place or where it was located and I'm a little embarrassed to ask my friend because I know that she knows what happened in there.