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My new client wanted to live out his fantasy of a massage turning into an affair. I really liked this idea and immediately agreed. He told me he would get everything prepared in his hotel room and we set the time of the meeting. As this was supposed to be a role play, I dressed casually and tied my hair back, like a masseuse would. I was excited to see what he had prepared, maybe even too excited, because I ended up in front of his door ten minutes too early.
“Hello, I’m here for an erotic massage appointment,” I said and smiled.
We wanted to play it right from the start, to make it as realistic as possible.
“Hello, please, come,” he smiled as well and opened the door further.
I had to pass him in the doorway, and my arm brushed against his chest. I didn’t even have to pretend I liked that. Even though it was his fantasy, it was pretty obvious we’re both going to enjoy it.
The room was dimly lit, with the curtains tightly shut. There were many candles around the whole place, casting a warm and sensual glow. They were also scented, I recognized lavender and some other flowers. It was very calming and the soft tunes of instrumental music were only making the atmosphere more relaxed. He had set up a massage table in the middle of the room, and now he was taking off his bathrobe and lying down on it. I turned away, using all my inner strength not to peek at his body, a real masseuse wouldn’t do that.
I began working on him, starting from his broad shoulders. He let out, when I kneaded his tense muscles. I started heading lower and lower, getting more and more aroused by his groans. After I covered his entire back, I asked him to change the position, so I could take care of his front. He did so, and I started touching his chest. I couldn’t stop myself from gently running my hand along his happy trail, feeling the heat radiating from his body. All I wanted was to already rip the small towel off him, but role play has to be realistic.
As I started massaging his legs, his muscles tensed under my touch. I could sense that he was getting aroused, more and more, as my hands were wandering on his body. I stopped massaging him, just caressing his thighs now. Finally, I leaned in closer to him, stopping my lips inches from his. I could see that he was already hard, and I looked deep into his eyes to confirm that we both wanted it. He raised his head a little, connecting our lips. Ensured about his motives, I slipped my hand under the towel and grabbed his hard cock. He let out a low moan, when I touched his dick, grasping it tightly.
I wanted him now, even though I was a professional escort. We stopped kissing only when we were both out of breath.
He looked at me, his eyes burning with desire. I froze, looking at him with sudden hesitance.
“I want you so much,” he murmured.
I laughed softly and whispered back, “I know, I want you too.”
No more words were needed, he pulled me onto the massage table with him. We kissed again, and I felt his rock hard manhood pressing into my upper thigh. Now, it was his turn to touch my body, and I felt his hands sliding under my shirt, exploring my back and hips.
The massage table creaked under our combined weight, as we tried to move together, grinding against each other. I gasped, feeling his hand on my bra clasp, and soon after that taking it off. He traced each of my ribs separately, making me moan softly. Then, he kissed my neck, his tongue felt like a wet flame, caressing my tender skin.
He wanted to kiss me again, but I didn’t let him. I stood up and slowly took off my clothes, keeping eye contact with him the whole time. It was so intense, I could barely contain myself. I put a condom on his cock, climbed back on top of him and this time, I let him kiss me. Every part of our bodies was in contact, burning with desire. His fingers traced my curves, making me moan into his mouth. I could feel his dick trapped in between my legs, but still not inside.
Suddenly, his hand wandered down and he touched my pussy. I was already throbbing, and his finger easily found its way inside. I moaned again, trying to push my hips onto his hand. He laughed softly and grabbed his cock instead. I nodded slowly, silently letting him know that I want that too.
He guided his dick inside my wet pussy, slowly entering me. His groans intertwined with my louder and louder moans. I sat up, feeling his whole length filling me. He placed his hands on my hips and I started moving. I went back to massaging his chest, while riding him at the same time. After all, I was supposed to be a masseuse, not a professional escort.
We were both gasping for air, both tense and very close to finish. The massage table was creaking more and more, as I sped up the tempo.
“Are you…” he started asking, but a groan stopped his sentence in half.
“Yes,” I managed to moan back, knowing what was on his mind.
We both came at the same time, and I fell on top of him, shaking from pleasure. We stayed like this, kissing softly, until his cock got limp again. I hope I’ll get to role play with him again.
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