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Sensual Massage

By: tickleUinside



Laura is a friend of my wife's; she and her sisters have known my wife since they were kids. She is a beautiful 30-year-old woman with a Reubenesque body. She is around 5'7" 140 pounds, has shoulder length sandy blond hair, brown eyes and pouty lips, with large 36DD breasts and a lusciously plump ass. Laura is by no means a fat girl just a big muscular girl. 

Laura never seemed satisfied with any man or job. Her latest venture was as a massage therapist and she currently worked out of a hair studio for about a year now. 

I had been suffering from tight muscles and a sore back for several weeks and my wife suggested I schedule an appointment with Laura. I had never been to a massage therapist and she said it would feel wonderful and that she was sure Laura would be able to get rid of the pain.

I called Laura and set up an appointment. We agreed to meet several days later at her apartment. Laura suggested I meet her there since I was a friend and not just a walk in client. Upon arriving I felt a little awkward to say the least, I had expected my wife to join me. She had made other plans that evening and told me not to worry that I would be in good hands.

Laura greeted me at the door and I stood staring at her for a few moments. In the background I could see candles flickering and soft music playing, I was a little surprised to say the least. Laura wore the white blouse and skirt combo that you usually see massage therapists wearing in the movies. Hers was more than a little see thru and her large brown nipples were clearly visible through the sheer material. 

"You coming in" she asked smiling. 

"Oh yeah" I responded stupidly, "What's all this?" 

"Its all part of the relaxation method I use on my clients" she answered. 

"Very sexy" I said, "If you used all this on your men, how is it that you never have a steady boyfriend." 

"Maybe I do and they're not able to satisfy me," she responded smiling slyly. 

"Ok Laura, what do I need to do for this massage," I said not wanting to push the issue any further. 

"First you have to go in there," she said pointing to the bathroom. "And put this on" she said handing me a towel, "You can leave your shorts on if you want or take them off, your choice." 

I took the towel and headed for the bathroom removing everything. I won't lie and tell you that I wasn't more than a little excited by the sexiness of the situation. I was getting a massage from a woman I had known for the past 10 years and had always found attractive, but had never had a bad thought about. I emerged from the bathroom, towel wrapped around my waist and walked to wear Laura was standing at a black fold out massage table. 

"Here you go," she said handing me a glass of wine. "To help you release the tension," she added. I took the glass nervously and quickly poured the contents down my throat.

"Ok, hop up on the table stomach down and put your face thru that hole" she said pointing to the opening. 

I did as I was told and immediately felt very silly about the whole thing. As Laura stood at the head of the table from where I lay I began to admire her legs. Starting at her ankles up to her knees and finally to her strong thighs just below where her short white skirt covered. I Noticed the musculature and defined tone of her calves and thighs. "So what kind of massage did you want to get today?" She asked as she ran her hands down my bare spine towards my lower back. 

"Ah, what kind are there," I replied stupidly. 

"Well" she said, "I do deep tissue, shiatsu, Swedish, a sports massage and a sensual massage." 

Feeling a little bold and more than a little aroused, I went for broke and said that the sensual one sounded nice. 

"Good" Laura said with a little laugh in her voice, "that's the one I like to give the most." "What kind of Oil would you like" was her next question. 

"You decide" I told her, "your the pro." 

"Ok," she replied. 

I could hear as Laura squeezed the oil onto her hands one at a time. As she did so she would then run her hands and nails down my back, sending electrifying shivers throughout my whole body. Next she moved towards my feet, lifting them up one at a time she began rubbing the bottom of each, gently at first and then with a little more pressure. 

"You know all the nerve endings run thru your feet, that's why I start there" she said, "You could seduce someone just by touching there feet." 

"I can see why" I responded, "That feels great." 

Laura continued massaging both feet. Then began to run her soft, oily hands from my ankles up my calves, over the back of my legs working towards my inner thigh. All in one smooth movement this continued on both legs. Laura then moved to the center of the table. I was by this time in a highly aroused dream state. 

"I'm going to raise the towel a little" she said. As she did I felt the cold air hit the exposed lower half of my ass cheeks. 

"You have a tight butt," she said laughingly as her hands began to knead my cheeks like dough. 

"Thanks" I responded, "I guess that means the aerobics and running are paying off." 

"I can't really get the tension out unless I do the whole back area, would you mind if I took the towel off you, or are you too embarrassed" she asked mockingly. 

"Do what you have to," I said not wanting to sound uptight. 

I raised up allowing her to pull the towel out from under me exposing my ass to plain view. 

My cock was starting to come alive but was still neatly buried beneath me getting increasingly harder as the massage continued. What Laura did next came as a complete surprise. I heard the rustling sound of fabric and looked up from the doughnut to see Laura removing her blouse, exposing her huge 36DD breasts to my eyes. That was all I could take, my hard on was pushing deep into the soft foam of the table. As I stared Laura grabbed the bottle of oil and squirted it all over her creamy white tits and caramel colored nipples. Oil running down between the valleys of her enormous globes, she began to massage it all over herself. 

I wanted to jump up off the table and grab those monsters and to take one of her pinky finger sized nipples into my mouth. 

"Lay down," she said firmly pushing me back onto my face. 

"What are you doing," I asked not sure of what just happened or was about to happen. 

"I'm not done," she replied. I felt two velvety cushions with little nubs trail over my ass cheeks up onto my back. She was massaging me with her tits and the feeling was more than amazing, it was incredible. She rubbed them up and down the whole length of my body, from my back down towards my feet and back again, stopping to rub them over my neck and head. I then felt her strong fingers start to dig into my lower back and work their way up to my neck and shoulders. Again, she would rub her breasts up and down my body, only to start up again with her strong hands. This continued for minutes, alternating between her tits and hands. Unsure of what to do, I did and said nothing. 

"Ok," she said, "turn over on your back, time to work your front area." 

I was more than a little embarrassed at this point to say the least, my cock was raging like a bull. I wasn't sure if I was getting the wrong idea, and was a little concerned that the state I was in was going to get me in trouble with my wife. 

"I'm a little embarrassed" I told Laura. "I have gotten more than a little aroused with the massage and seeing your tits." 

"Don't worry about it," she offered, "It happens to my brothers and yours too when they get their massages." 

Did my ears hear me correct or did she just tell me that my brother and her sisters husbands were receiving the same type of massage and the treat of seeing Laura's magnificent chest. 

Reluctantly I rolled over on my back, my cock whipping from side to side, the entire 8 1/2 inches standing erect like a flagpole. I noticed the more than casual look she gave my meat stick. Laura looked my cock over approvingly and I did the same her breasts now that I was able to stare at them unobstructed. Her tight flat stomach made her firm jutting breasts appear larger than they were. 

The thing that amazed me was that the size of each tit should have caused them to droop a little but remarkably they stood youthful and proud. Little brown freckles sprinkled all over her upper torso. Her caramel colored nipples were the size of silver dollars, and stood at attention as soon as she saw my thick cock.

"I want you to relax now" she said taking her gaze from my dick and throwing a towel over my face. For me not to see her stare at my dick I thought to myself. Again, I heard Laura squeezing oil into her hands and within seconds her warm oily hands were on my chest kneading my pectoral muscles. Trailing her hands down towards my stomach stopping just above my groin area, occasionally a finger would lightly brush my pubic hairs. I heard her move to where my head rested on the pillow and slowly started working my neck and shoulder area. Occasionally she would run her hands down the length of my arms and in doing so her tits would lightly brush over my face and mouth. I could feel the little nub of her nipples poke my lips through the towel. 

I felt my cock twitch with excitement at this new sensation. I thought quickly to myself that if it happened again I was going to flick my tongue out and lick it through the towel. I didn't have to wait long, again Laura ran her hands down my arms and this time when I felt the nipple on my lips, instinctively I flicked my tongue out to meet it. I heard Laura gasp and back up immediately when she felt my tongue touch her button. OH! OH! I thought to myself, I've gone to far and now I'm in trouble. 

To my surprise, Laura lowered herself down again, this time pressing more of her boob to my mouth. Immediately I knew she liked what I had done, so I did it again. This time flicking it with my tongue and then giving it the lightest nibble. 

This light flirtation was keeping my cock in a semi erect state, not completely hard but neither had it deflated, it kind of limped to the left resting along my inner thigh. Once she had kneaded my chest and neck for several minutes Laura moved again towards my feet. Picking one foot up and placing it against the valley of her breasts, she ran her hands over my legs towards my upper thigh and then inwards, stopping below my groin and millimeters below where my semi-erect cock lay.

"That feels great Laura" I said, noticing for the first time how silent we had been up to this point. 

"I'm not done yet, soon your going to feel really great" she replied. 

I didn't know what she meant but it wasn't long before I found out. Soon as she had done my other leg Laura came to the middle of the table and started to massage around my inner thigh and groin area, circling around my cock without touching it. 

Laura stopped for a second, I heard a zipper and rustling sound and knew without looking from under the towel, that Laura was removing her skirt. Intrigued and unable to control myself I peeked out and saw that she indeed had removed her skirt and her panties. My cock reacted to the view, waving back and forth in the air. I lay there breathing slowly and shallow as I listened to Laura squeeze a liberal amount of a straw- berry smelling oil on her hands. Again, her hands went back to my groin except this time it went immediately to the base of my cock, as she gripped it I felt a quiver in my stomach and my cock surge in her warm oily hand. 

Gripping it with one hand and holding it up gently but firmly, she placed her thumb from her free hand just between my ball sac and began an upward motion causing more blood to fill my engorged cockhead. She was physically manipulating my dick to get harder, it felt wonderful and her thumb pressure made my cock as stiff as steel. 

Laura continued stroking my cock when suddenly I felt the rough texture of her tongue licking my cock from ball sac to tip. Stopping to give the crown a little kiss and then continuing over the top back down to the base. I couldn't take this anymore, I had to see what was going on. I reached up to grab the towel off my face but felt her hand quickly reach for mine, preventing me from removing it. 

"Relax and enjoy" she said, releasing her grip on my hand and continuing her slow caressing licks of my rigid member. The licking continued for minutes, this time when she got to the mushroom tip instead of a kiss I felt the wet warmth of her mouth engulf the tip. Slightly moistening the crown, taking me in her mouth deeper with each up and down stroke. Soon she was taking in at least a good six inches of my manhood down the moist tunnel of her throat.

Her hands went up and down on my rock solid pole, occasionally taking the tip into her mouth on her downward stroke. Soon the stroking stopped and I felt her climbing up onto the table. Straddling her legs on either side of my knees, she slowly lowered her body to mine rubbing her huge knockers over my cock. Positioning it between the crease of her mammoth tits she stroked it up and down. This went on for several seconds when I again felt the warm moisture of her mouth engulf the tip of my mushroom. 

Laura slowly eased herself up higher on my hips and instinctively my hands went to her hips, helping her position herself just above my crotch. She grabbed my cock and placed it pressing into the valley of her ass cheeks, where it sporadically twitched slapping her crack. Laura reached up and removed the towel from my face, my hands were feeling their way up from Laura's hips over her ribs to just below each breast. taking one in each hand and feeling its heftiness. Laura looked down at me smiling, having said nothing she asked me if I was enjoying the massage all the while sliding her ass slowly up and down against my cock, causing it to get deliciously close to the warm wet heat emanating from her pussy. 

"Very much" I responded, it's the best I've ever had." This brought a smile to both of our faces having been the only massage I had ever had. 

"I'm glad" she said as she lowered her mouth to mine darting her wet tongue into my mouth. We kissed for several seconds my hands fondling her breast squeezing each and pinching each hard little nipple between my fingers. We broke the kiss after several minutes, because I wanted those bad boys in my mouth ASAP. Slowly I lifted my body and knowing what I wanted Laura lowered her tits down to my mouth allowing me to take one then the other into my mouth flicking and nibbling each, Laura began to let out the slightest moans. 

"OOOHH! she said. "I like that bite them harder" she told me, which I of course complied with, taking the little eraser tips between my teeth and tweaking it. 

Laura's wiggling had positioned my cock snuggly between her cheeks and I began thrusting it up and down. Laura again knowing where things were going reached down between us and grabbed my cock, positioning it against her outer pussy lips, teasing it back and forth. Once it was all lubed from the juice flowing from her pussy, Laura slipped it in only allowing the head to push past her inner lips. Again she stopped, my breathing was now ragged and so was hers. 

"You want to do this," she asked. 

"OH God yes" was my reply, "Do I ever." 

"Good," and with that Laura lowered herself ever so gently completely taking my cock deep into the depths of her womanhood. 

"OOOHH GOD, YOUR SO BIG! moaned Laura stifling a scream as her ass rested against my balls. My cock ached to explode inside of her, it took us a few seconds to regain our composure. Once the sensation had subsided slightly Laura lifted herself up and then lowered herself again. I allowed Laura to fuck herself on my dick for a few minutes while I hungrily devoured her breasts with my mouth and hands, coming up occasion- ally to tongue wrestle with her. I knew that at the pace Laura was work- ing my prick that it would not be long before I came. I wanted to thank her for all she had done, so regretfully I grabbed Laura's ass cheeks and slowed her pace, stopping to lift her off me. Rolling off the table I helped Laura onto her back, sliding her down towards the foot of the table. I lifted her legs over my shoulder and immediately lowered my mouth to her wet pussy. 

Inserting several fingers into Laura's pussy I began to slowly finger fuck Her. Laura let me know she was enjoying this by moaning and wiggling her ass cheeks. Lowering my mouth to her hot cunt, my tongue found her clit. I began to lick the length of her pussy, stopping only to tease the clit with an occasional suck and nibble. Laura was moaning even louder, "OOOHH YESSS, SUCK MY PUSSY OOOHH YEEEHHH, OOOHH GOD THAT FEELS GOOD, BITE MY CLIT, which I obligingly did. 

I had now regained my composure and had to have that pussy. I lifted Laura's legs and positioned my cock to her pussy lips. I pushed the head in slightly just inside her outer lips and stopped, "You want more" I asked. 

"Yes you tease," she said reaching around to grab my ass cheeks. Pulling me in quickly she forced my cock deep into her womb. I began a slow steady thrust in and out, ever so gently trying to prolong the moment. Laura had other ideas, wrapping her legs around my waist, Her strong legs and thigh muscles began pulling me in faster. Trying to match her thrust for thrust, I was almost there and knew it would only be minutes before I came. I reached down and began to rub Laura's clit faster and faster, I wanted us to cum at the same time. 

It was after several more thrusts when I felt Laura start to shake and her legs tighten around me that I knew she was Cumming. Mine followed soon after, cum shooting deep into Laura's pussy coating her vaginal walls. We stayed in that position for minutes while Laura's contracting pussy milked my cock for all it was worth, my cock happy to oblige. 

"Lay down" Laura said, "I want more." 

Cooperatively I did as I was told and hopped back up on the table. Laura dropped down between my legs taking my dick in her mouth and began licking and sucking me clean. My cock hadn't completely gone limp yet and was now being revived by her expert oral talents. It wasn't long before my dick was at full attention. 

Laura told me to get behind her and obediently I did as I was told. Lining Myself up to her pussy, Laura reached back and squeezed oil down the crease of her ass. Taking my cock in hand she placed it against her brown puckered asshole. I had never butt fucked any girl before in my life and was more than open to this new experience. Slowly I began to push against her tiny brown anus, taking my cue from Laura as she pushed back against me. Little by little, my cock began to stretch her sphincter ring open and as my bulbous head popped past it the rest of my rod easily slid in. "Fuck my ass, please, Fuck my ass good and hard moaned Laura as my balls came to rest against her pussy. 

"OOH YEA! BABY, I AM GOING TO FUCK YOUR ASS" I responded getting into the mood. As soon as I was comfortable and in control, I began to thrust into Laura's ass softly at first and then quickening my pace. As I pumped her behind Laura leaned against the table, my balls slapping her pussy on the downward thrust. 

"OOOHH YESSS, FUUUCK THAT FEEL'S SOOO GOOD" Laura began to yell louder. Meanwhile I had one hand on Laura's waist and gently fondled one of her tits with the other. I pounded Laura's ass for several minutes, not imagining that I would be able to last this long, the tightness of her sphincter ring rubbing against my cock sucking me for all I was worth. 

Laura had started to climax and was now trembling beneath my thrusts, feeling the pressure starting to increase in my balls meant that I was soon to follow. After several more deep hard thrusts, my cock erupted. Pulling it from Laura's ass sent jets of warm white goo shooting up in the air, spraying onto Laura's back and hair. Tiny rivulets running down between her ass cheeks. 


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"OOOHH," she said "you cheated, now you're going to owe me big time." 

"No problem, next time I'll cum in your tight ass" I said feeling bold. Turning to face me, we kissed before I left to go wash up. 

I Cleaned up, got dressed and thanked Laura for the massage. Giving her a little extra for the little extra she had given me. I kissed her goodnight and left, telling her I was sure my back would need another massage soon. 

On the drive home, I thought about what Laura had said about our brothers getting the same massage. I now knew why Laura never found time to keep a steady boyfriend, she was getting more than enough attention from all her male clients, making money and I was sure we were keeping her more than satisfied. 



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(Author's Disclaimer: This piece of writing is a short story based on a fantasy, a work of fiction. In no way does it endorse unlawful activities, and it is not a confession on the part of the author. It is not a recommendation by the author to engage in such activities.) 

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Today in the supermarket, I dressed a little bit sexy. I showed my cleavage, which I never do, and fixed my hair a little differently, a little wilder than the simple ponytail I always wear. It felt good; everything felt good, and I felt admired, nice to look at, as though I'd sipped a healing potion or eaten one of Alice's mushrooms, one that makes you grow. I felt pretty; for once, I felt pretty, and it felt great. 

The cleavage felt magical, having surrounded a hard, hungry cock scarcely an hour before. I could still feel his fingers gently brushing back my long strands of hair, wild and unruly as I slid his pulsating cock past my lips. His moans were fresh in my ears; "You're so beautiful," reverberated in my soul. "You're so good...no one has ever blown me so good." I felt 10 feet tall and full of light. 

Some of us have been abused, abased. Beaten down by parents, step-parents and others, so low we thought we'd never see the light of day. Some of us never escape the psychodrama of degradation, and reprise the victim role for the rest of our lives. Oh no, not me, I'm through with being abased and abused, and I'm through being used. As a result, I'm through being a secretary, or a waitress, or anything else where I give more than I get, and even then, get way too little in return...I want equity. And I don't want to wait for it any longer. 

Today, I changed professions. I put away my polyester skirt sets and control-top pantyhose. I broke out my comfortable, sheer satin teddy, managed to fit my plump breasts in the flimsy cups, and plugged in the hot oil warmer; lit the vanilla candles and slapped a New Age natural music CD into the player. I slid into my slingback stilettos, and answered the polite knock at the door. 

Today, I got payback for all the years I felt unappreciated and devalued. Today, I got a merit promotion and a bonus. 

You know, "whore" is such a harsh word in the Western world. I have never liked it. Instead of conjuring up warm, lustrous images of wanton, willing sex, it conjures up all kinds of conflicted feelings, like strong desires versus abject shame; pleasure and release versus the stress of lawbreaking; a nice wad of money in the hand versus the poverty of soul involved in handing the wad over to someone else; a clean and simple transaction versus the threat of disease. I hate conflicted feelings, mixed messages. I hate it when pleasure gets invaded by scorn or shame. I don't think I have ever called anyone a whore in my entire life. I have been called a whore once, but only once, by an unworthy thug, undeserving of the pleasures of my mouth and loins which he had, by the way, partaken of. He has lived to regret this, having lost the one person who could truly satisfy him; I walked away and never looked back. Whore 10, Asshole 0.

Actually, someone else came very close to calling me a whore as well. I was a phone sex operator briefly, and this guy decided to sort of interview me, at $4.99 per minute on his credit card. He wanted to know all about what I did for a living... and blurted out, as though it were some deep revelation, "So you get paid to talk to guys and get them off. That makes you... well, a whore, doesn't it?" 

"I don't like to get into name calling, personally," I replied as gently as possible. "Besides, if you are calling me on the phone, what does that make you?" Personally, I can only stand phone sex if I am in control of the call, because men are so out of control when the blood is rushing to their lower "head." But that is another story entirely. 

What word can I use besides "whore" to describe my new part-time profession? Word 6.0 won't give me a synonym for it; I will have to dredge it out of my own fleshly brain. "Prostitute" feels a little better to me; it has a professional ring to it, as though the career required training and expertise, maybe even a degree, and offered levels of advancement and bonuses. Sounds can be deceiving; I know the trade doesn't offer incentives to most of its workers, something I attribute to the fact that Pagan gods and goddesses are no longer connected to the transaction. Aphrodite knew how to get respect, even if most mortal women do not. Now, a "slut" doesn't charge for her favors, so she doesn't count in this discussion; a "trollop" sounds like a very dirty person (or a cousin to a "scallop"); but "courtesan," now that sounds downright courtly, like a geisha, who has many different skills and a certain amount of refinement and style. 

Yes, I think I will call myself a courtesan, even though there is an overtone of the "kept woman" to the word. Ah, but I am kept, aren't I, supported by my husband... whose raging hard-on as I recount my adventures in sexual commerce swells and throbs and rubs against me, so hungry for the heat of my cuckolding body that he enters me almost without thinking and thrusts inside me with a need so naked, so vulnerable that he moans and pants...we cum together and he sobs against my neck; I clutch him, sobbing myself, awestruck by the way we love each other, with such intensity, with such mutual passion, such parallel intensity. It's almost too much to take, in the revelation of our souls, and we snuggle playfully to mellow out. 

He says I am a natural, and giggles into my nipples. "I told you so," he quips happily, and promptly falls asleep, cock still inside me. 

As a teenager, I had these fantasies I could not account for, a strange longing and an uncanny familiarity with matters of the sex industry...as though the act were second nature to me, like a song I'd sung in another lifetime but still remembered how to sing. Appalled and fascinated by it at the same time, I have always wondered how it would feel...and somehow, I already knew how it felt. I have never been able to identify with the "Ladies of the evening," the streetwalkers, the saleswoman-slaves of human pimp-drones. My body isn't there for the beating, and my soul is not up for grabs. My fascination was always for the wealthy, powerful courtesans with their own exclusive clientele, offering modes of release unavailable to the average man, artistes of sexual sophistication, creativity, wisdom and control... the independent femme in her satin at the Paris Opera House, not the poor, starveling junkie, kneeling in garbage in the alley. There's nothing dirty about my desires or my uncanny skill. I simply love to be doing something I'm good at, in control, and appreciated for it. 

If I give you something you want or need... and then you pay me generously...it's nothing to be ashamed of or to get upset about. It's a basic economic transaction, trading gifts which I happen to be very good at, performing a much-needed service for a willing client, a human being with strong, unmet needs. How does it undermine society for me to give pleasure, to like what I'm doing, and stay off welfare? Am I not holding my own?

The first time I ever had sex for money, the thrill was absolutely delicious. I didn't plan it for my pleasure, so I felt dangerously close to losing my composure-- and my control. It was electric, celestial, a touch of the divine, even; I know it's technically not supposed to be, but it was an elevating and transforming experience, a validation of my womanhood beyond anything I'd ever experienced. I could not have had a more perfect client: polite and respectful, with an older man's salt-and-pepper hair, he adored my body, middle-aged and portly though I am. He practically worshipped my breasts, moaning in ecstasy as I pressed them against first his back, then his cock and balls in slowly, rhythmically, erotically. He spoke to me as no one else had ever spoken, from the depths of his sexual needs which no one else had ever, ever taken care of with such talent; he told me this as I caressed his throbbing cock and tight balls, teased him between my generous lips and slick tongue, engulfed in my welcoming mouth. And when he flooded my throat with hot pulses of semen, it was a shock of sweetness to my tongue...not a drop of bitterness; like nothing I had ever tasted before. I was glowing, astonished. I had done something so very right, surpassed so many boundaries, both his and mine. It was healing... to both of us. 

When he handed me a wad of bills, I accepted it as just one more compliment to my breasts, my oral prowess, my unabashed openness to sex. I didn't bother to count it; the money, at that moment, was irrelevant. His unabashed appreciation was more valuable than gold. Like Gypsy Rose Lee when she first put on a stripper's fancy evening gown, I discovered what I'm good at, stark naked. I'm a beautiful woman! 

Why didn't someone tell me...I'm a beautiful woman? They were too busy trying to put me in my place. They made my beauty a thing to be dominated, raped and crushed. Their jealousy, or their impotence, tried to deny me my gifts...to cruelly lock them away, to render me sterile...but today I started to be the woman I was meant to be...the brilliant, powerful, sensual female whose sexuality flows like a smoothly running stream, unhampered by debris. 

If you come to this courtesan, you come as a supplicant to a priestess, as an art collector to a portrait painter. You are my humble patient; I am your statuesque medicine woman. You don't just put your hands on me; you place yourself in my skilled and knowing hands. You help repair the injustices in my life; I grant you sexual healing. 

And if you are the female partner of those who need me, and you are disgusted by and jealous of my powers, remember I am not the dirty one, for they seek me out, escaping your sense of filth, your grimy, stingy sexual guilt. I am a butterfly, pulsing with the pulse of life. Who else should he go to?



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You step out of the shower, your skin glistening and wet and she is standing there, towel in hand to help you dry off. She wears a short silk robe and a smile as she moves slowly towards you, her bare feet padding on the floor, mopping up small splashes of water that have escaped to jewel the wood.

She starts by drying your shoulders, arms and hands, slow strokes of the towel soft against your skin as she rubs you gently, a slight pressure on one shoulder turning you so that you face away from her, the strokes of the towel moving across your neck, your shoulder blades, down your spine, sending an erotic tingle into your core. You feel yourself start to rise then, the blood starting to slowly engorge you as she continues to dry you, moving to the small of your back, down, your waist being caressed by her hands under the towel, and then moving lower still.

The feel of her hands covered in the soft material increases your arousal as you stand there being slowly, tantalisingly, caressed and dried. She moves lower still, her hands fondling your buttocks as she dries them, sliding over their firmness and moving to your thighs. She does each leg in turn, starting at the top and working down, the towel lightly brushing your balls as she dries between your legs, each foot being dried carefully so as not to tickle.

She has crouched behind you as she has been drying your legs, and now she turns you with a gentle pressure, kneeling on the floor as you turn to face her, your fully erect prick bobbing with your movement, your balls tightening as your arousal heightens, her gaze on your hardness showing her desire for you and making you want to push her to the floor and thrust into her right then and there. She can see this going through your mind as she dries your shins, your thighs, your hips, the fluff of the towel stroking your balls again as she dries around them.

Leaning towards you as she dries you, she blows gently on your balls, setting up a delicious ripple of movement as the skin puckers at the chill of her breath on your moist flesh, your prick twitching at her closeness brushes her cheek as she leans in towards you sending shivers up your spine. She pulls away, kissing the tip of your hardness and you want her to take you in her mouth, but she moves away, continuing to dry you.

Slowly she eases herself from her kneeling position, leaning in towards you as she stands, letting you drink in the soft, sweet smell of her, the hint of muskiness indicating that she is not unmoved by the feel and sight of you as you stand there naked, erect, desirous of her body. She dries your torso, standing closer, her hot breath on the skin of your chest hardening your nipples as she caresses the towel over your near-dry skin, the heat of your lust evaporating the moisture.

When you are completely dry, she wraps another, dry towel round your waist, tucking it in with practiced fingers and leads you out of the bathroom to the bedroom she has prepared while you were in the shower.

Candles crowd on the surface of the dresser, their faint flickering light giving the room a sensual feel, more candles adding to the light floating in a bowl of rose petals sitting on the bedside table. A bottle of sweet oil catches their light as it flickers through its yellow-tinted contents. Crystals dangle on fine threads above the candles, spinning slowly and throwing prisms of light around the room in an unending dance of light and she leads you through this shrine to sensuality and lays you on the bed, covered by a soft, white fleece throw.

She bids you lie on your front, your head resting on your hands as she slides herself onto the bed, moving to kneel beside your prone body, your head facing away from her. You feel the slide of silk against your skin as she slowly leans over you to caress your skin with her hands, the feel of her flesh on yours sending an electric tingle through all your nerves. You shift your hips to ease the pressure against your hardness as it stirs under you and feel the material of the towel you are still wrapped in brush against the swollen glans eliciting another tingle of pleasure. She notices your slight discomfort and moves to release the towel from round you, easing it out from under you, but leaving it draped over your buttocks. The fleece is softer against your skin, caressing you as you settle onto it, as she caresses your back with her soft hands.

Her hands stop their stroking and she moves to the bedside table, removing the stopper from the bottle of oil and pouring some into the cup of her hand. Replacing the bottle, she rubs her hands together, slicking them both with oil, then moves to the foot of the bed. She picks up one of your feet, massaging it gently, oiling it, then increasing the pressure of her hands to ease all the muscles. She works on both feet, changing when one is done, and repeating her ministrations on the other. She moves slowly, sliding up your calves, re-oiling her hands when they need it, pressing the flesh under her stiff fingers, moving up each leg in turn, over the calves, caressing the backs of your knees, kneading your thighs then splaying her fingers over them. She does each leg in turn, then goes back to your ankles and works one hand up each leg, in long strokes, standing behind you to give even pressure.

Her hands grip your legs, a gentle grip as she works over your thighs, her thumbs touching as she runs them up your thighs, right to the top, under the towel, thumbs following the crease between your legs and your buttocks, sliding into the gap you create as you part your legs. The tips brush against your balls, a light touch that is swiftly removed as she slides her thumbs back along the crease. She drags her hands smoothly all the way back down to your ankles, then moves onto the bed, crawling up the length of your legs, hers on either side of yours, her silk robe dragging delicious coolness over your skin.

She puts more oil on her hands as she moves to sit astride you, sitting astride your hips, her thighs squeezing you as she leans to rub her hands over you in long strokes, oiling your whole back and neck before her hands start pressing into your flesh, kneading at your muscles, working down your spine and sending shivers through you. Her movement as she rubs the oil into you makes you move against your hardness as it lies against your belly, trapped by your weight and hers, the core of it moving under the skin, teasing you. She works slowly, sensuously, massaging you, teasing you until she has finished with your back and neck.

Slowly, she moves her weight off you, and motions you to turn over, holding the towel over you as you turn, placing it gently back over your hardness as she moves to sit astride you again, your hardness pressing into her through the towel. Her movements continue as slowly and sensuously as before, although you can see her nipples stiffen through the thin film of her robe as she feels your prick pushing against her. She slicks your chest with oil, her movement rocking her hips on top of you and you want the material not to be there so you could push yourself inside her.

Her hands move across your chest, massaging, the movement of her hips teasing, and you watch her as she moves, the front of her robe open to her navel covering her breasts but allowing your eyes to hungrily move over the flesh between them. She knows where you are looking and moves her hands to flick gently at your nipples with her thumbs, sending a tingling deep inside you. You move your hands to her thighs, sliding them over the silk, pushing it aside to put your hot hands on her skin. The silk falls away from her skin, sliding easily, widening the gap at the front and leaving her only covered by the silk tie, hanging in front and obscuring her slit from view. She sits upright, her weight grinding you into her, the towel preventing you from feeling her skin against yours.

She drags her hands back down to your stomach as she sits up, the pressure lessening as she lifts her hands so only her fingers trail over you, round your belly button and sending a fluttering through your stomach at her touch. You grip her thighs tighter, but not too tight as her fingers stray down to the edge of the towel and you move your thumbs in towards the centre. She moves her thumbs under the edge of the towel, sliding them down into the rough hair, down either side of your swollen prick, easing her weight off you to allow her hands passage. Her thumbs press into your skin, tangling in your hair as the fingers tease along the edge of it, neither hand touching your hardness, teasing you with their closeness.

With her weight off you, she moves further down, easing herself back to sit on the tops of your thighs, the slight pressure of her felt through the towel by your balls as they rest against her. Your hands continue to stroke at her thighs, thumbs going closer to her core as she eases the towel off you, lifting her weight once more to slide it all the way off, your hardness revealed to her. She moves back into position on you, your balls now resting on the sash of her robe as it hangs between her legs and you move it out of the way, feeling her wetness kiss against you. You can see her nipples harden more, pressing against the prison of silk they are held behind, and you reach to the sash of her robe once more, untying it and opening her up to full view.

She moves her hands once more, sliding them through your rough hair till they meet around your swollen prick, wrapping around it, sliding over the soft skin, exploring the feeling of moving the skin over your hard core of lust. Your thumbs move in once more, unhindered by the silk, your fingers straying over the soft skin of her thighs as you slide your thumbs in towards her. She leans back slightly, and you see her wetness, slick and shiny, her desire for you evident. She slides herself back up your legs till her thighs rest on your hips once more, her hot core pushing against the base of your hardness, her hands pressing you against her as she uses the flat of her hands to stroke you against her, moving her hips to rub herself on you, her clit sliding over you and feeling like a hot bud against you. You press your thumbs past your hardness, past her smooth skin to feel the wetness that is slicking your balls as she moves against them.

A slight moan escapes her lips as she writhes on you, moving herself to allow you access to her desire, and you accept the invitation, pressing into her, sliding in, your thumb feeling the heat of her, the muscles clamping round you as her hands grip you in response, pulling you away from her clit and into the embrace of her hands. She strokes your hardness, her hands travelling along your whole length, fingers rubbing over the rim, sliding on your pre-cum over the head, then easing down again, trailing your moistness down with her fingers. You move your other hand from where it is resting to cup one of her breasts, the feel of your hand on her there making her arch her back, pushing herself against your hand and you tease her hard nipple between your finger and thumb, as you slide your other thumb out of her wetness, then back in.

She sits upright again, straightening her back and looking you in the eye as she starts to bend forward. You have to remove your thumb from inside her and you move to cup her other breast, but she catches your hand as it moves, her fingers wrapping round your wrist and guiding your thumb to her mouth, her lips parting to take your thumb between them, her tongue snaking out to lick at her juices on it, then sliding your thumb between her lips, your fingers caressing her cheeks as she sucks your thumb, licking at it inside her mouth while her other hand strokes you.

Releasing your thumb, she bends further towards you, easing herself up so her wetness slicks the base of your prick and she bends to kiss you. Your tongues meet and you taste the sweetness of her wetness on hers as they twine round each other in a dance of lust. Your hands move to ease the silk from her shoulders and she releases your hardness from her fingers to slide her arms out, moving her wetness to take their place, folding the petals of those soft, sweet lips around you, kissing your prick, sliding over it as your mouths sate their hunger for one another. Her hands go to your chest, teasing your nipples and you return the favour, taking the swollen tips between your fingers, squeezing gently.

She slides herself further up your length, trailing her wetness across your hardness till you feel the head of your prick brush past her hot little clit and in towards her wet, waiting desire. She holds you there, right at the entrance to her core, savouring the feeling of your hot flesh pressed against her own, pulsing and twitching as your arousal deepens, almost alive. You want to be in her right then, that instant, but she teases you by rubbing against you, sliding you over the entrance and not letting you push into her.

Almost suddenly, in one fluid movement, she moves her hips, sliding herself over you, around you and you feel yourself enter her, muscles tightening round you as she slides herself onto the full length of you, only stopping when you feel your head reach her limits and she is fully against you, her clit buried in the hair at the base of your prick. You want to stay there for a moment, savouring the feeling of being inside her, but she slides herself up your length again till you nearly come out, pausing before sliding you in to the hilt again. She breaks the kiss and sits upright on you once more, rocking against you, rubbing her clit on the root of your desire, flicking the head with the other small nub of flesh deep within her core. 

The sensation is delicious and you want more and so does she as she continues to grind herself against you, her passions rising. You can feel her want to orgasm, the tightening of her round you gripping you, squeezing your hardness, but she stops grinding and starts to slide up and down you, the change of movement making her imminent orgasm abate until she is ready for it. She slides to your tip, then engulfs you again, muscles tugging on the flesh as you are driven deep into her, your hips rising to meet her, thrusting yourself inside her. Your deep thrusting into her awakens a depth of lust you never thought possible, the sensuous massage heightening all your senses towards this point, making you desire her, want her, need her and your need is translated into your thrusts, your hands moving to her hips to pull her onto you with every thrust, relaxing as she slides off only to pull her onto you once more.

You feel yourself become harder inside her, lengthening, thickening as your orgasm approaches. She feels it too and starts grinding against you once more, rubbing her clit against you outside, rubbing that other nub of flesh on the head of your swollen prick inside her. You feel her rapidly approaching orgasm as she begins to grind faster, gripping your thickness tighter inside her as you feel yourself want to come, the hot juices rising through the core of your prick almost tantalisingly slowly, then faster as you feel your nerves all start to tingle, exploding deep within her with one final thrust, her orgasm coming moments later as she feels your desire pour into her, your prick twitching as it releases its cargo of lust deep within her pulsating core.

As your orgasms subside, she sinks slowly to your chest, your lips meeting in a satisfied kiss, soft, with no urgency about it now, just a mute way of telling her how good you feel, how much she has sated your lusts, quelled the fires deep within you. For now you just want to lie there with her wrapped around you, the candles still bathing you both in that sensuous glow, glistening off your slicked skins, both of you knowing that this is just the start, there is more to come, and you will satisfy each other till after the last candle has guttered out, your passion needing no light to kindle it.



Sensual Massage



The soft motor noise of the ceiling fan is the only sound, the blades languidly cutting through the soft, tropical air. The smell of the beach and of hibiscus flowers in bloom is being pushed through the air as the bamboo blades cut their unceasing circular path through the damp, warm air.

Your body is a vision of loveliness there, across the bed. Laid out with your arms above your head, at full stretch across the Egyptian cotton sheets, and such a stark contrast between the sun darkened flesh and the crisp linen sheets. You stretch and groan and grind your hips into the pillow beneath your hips.

I push the play button on the cd player and come the side of the bed. The bottle of lavender massage oil is there, warmed in a bowl of hot water. I dribble a bit of oil across my palm and work it in, then I lay my hands upon the small of your back, just above the white naked flesh of your buttocks. Firmly I push up the rise of your back, the oil diaphanously allowing my hands to glide over your skin. To the back of your neck and then turning around and over, back down the line of your spine, to the top of your ass crack and back up for a return trip. Over and over the route is taken, the gentle flute sounds slowly waft through the air, the timing of the music monotonously slow, at first, yet with a sense of urgency encumbered deep with in it. Revel's Bolero, what a perfect music sensation to rub naked flesh by.

More oil in my hands, your shoulder blades coming under the spell of my warm lubricious fingers, then your neck and the rise below your hair. Your upper arms and the swell of flesh that flows into your ample bosom. And still lower and down, your thighs and then calves. The soles of your feet and the graceful line of your ankles. 

And all the time the intensity of the music builds, the oil flows across your skin, the scent of lavender permeates the air now and I know that I must make my move now. Walking around the bed swiftly, I loop the soft black rope around your wrists and quickly secure them to the post. I see the glint of worry in your eye and I tell you, then, not to worry, that I will make this all a very pleasurable experience for you. 

You remain face down on the bed, your hips slightly elevated on the pillow and I reach over and spread your beautiful ass cheeks. I see the hair stand up in the small of your back, the Goosebumps coming up on your ass cheeks, leaning in I place the flat of my tongue into the crack of your ass and lick. And then I do it again, and again, the need of tongue to search out your ass, to eat your ass overwhelms me and I know that the moan I hear from you as I make love to your ass with my mouth means that you are feeling it, too.

I have a Pyrex dildo on the table, it, too in the pan of hot water and I pull it out and place it at the opening of your sex. I lean in and place my mouth near your ear, my tongue lashing out, licking your ear and I whisper to you: "I'm going to fuck you with this glass cock, my Pet. Please tell me when you are going to cum." And with that I slowly insert the whole ten inches of the glass phallus into slowly, and with great deliberateness. 

I have it heard it told that having a heated glass rod inserted into you is a life changing experience. I sure hope that this will be a life changing and religious experience for you. I want to fuck you slowly, at first, the see the rise and fall of your breathing coming quicker and with more urgency and need. I want to see you strain, a bit, against the bonds that tie you to the pleasure I will reek upon you. In and out, I make it go. Finding new depth and purchase in a myriad of new places, finding new angles and exploiting them, fucking you baby, to the very edge of insanity and back and then again, and again and again. And when the end is oh, so very near, your moans and twitching and thrashing making it evidently clear, I want to shove my face into your cunt, my tongue wildly eating you up, knowing the sweet delicious nectar of your ripe fruit. "Cum for me baby," I rasp, forcing my face deep into your crack and swirling my tongue deep into you, feeling the tremor starting I know that to my great joy I have brought you to the brink and now forced you over the edge into mind numbing bliss. "I'm cummmmming," you scream, and I smile for I know I have wreaked the havoc upon you that I have desired to for so very long. 



Sensual Massage



 This is my first story -- hope you'll enjoy it...

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A little about myself - Here I am a bit on in years (just recently received my invitation to join AARP) and still not sure what I really want from life... Decided I needed to investigate what my options might be since I'm tired of being alone. I've lived alone for decades and haven't had any excitement in the sexual relationship department for quite some time. Work has taken over to the point that I don't have much of a social life. 

I've always had a lot of curiosity about being intimate with another man -- but never acted on it. Homosexuality wasn't accepted in my family -- and my family has been one of the most important things in my life. The closest I've ever ventured was fooling around with some of the guys during puberty. Although I've had a few gay friends through life -- they are just that -- friends... And we've never really talked about what turns us on.

I've had a number of great massages from various masseurs over the years, but they were all to help with aches and pains that have resulted from some nasty car accidents. After watching some pretty erotic massages on gay porn, my interest was peaked. I did a bit of searching and I stumbled upon some great websites for male masseurs who offered various types of massages. Living in the northeast near some major cities, it seems like most of the available options would be found in or near a city. I read quite a few reviews that the sites provided and wanted to find out more.

So, I decided this would be a great option to experience some sensual male intimacy while possibly also getting a great massage. The masseur that intrigued me the most was a gentleman who was 20 years my senior -- but his ad description just made me more interested than most of the others had. He mentioned feeling very young for his age and his pictures seemed to back that up so I wasn't too concerned.

Cam was a transplant to our area from the west coast where he had been a licensed therapist who was also trained in Body Electric. A short search about that revealed that the focus was men being intimate with each other and celebrating their bodies and sexual energy. In his description, he mentioned mutual touch and that we would both be nude during the massage as part of his massage description. All of that made me feel like this would be a great opportunity to explore my increasing curiosity via a safer setting.

I first attempted to reach out to him via email available on the website to ask some questions. When a few days had passed with no answers, I decided to phone the number listed on the site to try scheduling a visit. Cam answered and we chatted and he explained a bit more about what I could expect since this was my first experience. The visit was scheduled for the coming weekend.

As the next few days passed, I could think of little else. I was really in need of a massage, but was more excited and anxious with sexual tension about what might occur. The day arrived -- I trimmed up the pubes, cleaned myself up very thoroughly, and I drove a bit more than an hour to join him in his studio. I entered his office and was greeted by a very well tanned gentleman who was up there in years, but you could just sense that he was very young at heart and super friendly.

As I was walking past his desk into the massage room, I happened to notice Cam had been watching some gay porn while he was waiting for me. I thought to myself that this was going to be an interesting experience. The massage room was quite inviting and well furnished.

We talked for a few minutes about any specific areas that needed to be addressed along with any health concerns that should be noted. I explained the various types of massage I've had in the past and that some tended to be somewhat painful while the therapists were trying to eliminate knots and adhesions that have accumulated in my body. I also told him I had been advised that something more sensual would really help to eliminate some of the stress that I carried around with me which might help lesson any related pain too. Can't think of many folks out there that wouldn't benefit from some real stress release... He again stated that nothing about our session would ever be shared -- he prided himself on his discretion and had been a masseur for over 15 years. The massage would be more of a Swedish massage with many sensual aspects.

Cam began by drawing the curtains over the french doors in the room for more privacy and instructed me to strip and get comfortable face down on his table while he excused himself to warm up the massage lotion. I shed my jacket and clothes a bit nervously and placed them on the couch. My heart rate was up with my thoughts of anticipation. The table was super comfortable and pleasantly warm considering it was the dead of winter outside. He quickly returned and made some adjustments to the table to make me even more comfortable and asked if I was warm enough since there would be no draping. He also promised he would be warming me up throughout the massage.

Before proceeding any further, Cam dropped his sweat pants and removed his bulky shirt. As I was checking him out, I couldn't get over how tan he was all over. Had the body of a much younger man with a great piece of meat and loosely hanging balls which were all surrounded by a leather cock ring. He was a good 5-6 inches shorter than I was and quite slim. I guess I would consider myself to be a bear cub -- quite tall, chunky, with a good bit of fuzz all over.

Most of my issues relate to tension in my neck and shoulders along with lower back pain. Cam began his efforts with my shoulders and upper back. His touch and strokes were much lighter than what I'm use to, but pretty vigorous, and they helped me start to relax. As he saw me beginning to settle in, he said that he wanted to also begin heightening my other senses. He lightly, sensuously massaged my ass while reaching a bit further between my legs. He then came to my side and stretched his torso across my leg. He found his target and began to gently suck on my cock which he had pulled down between my spread legs to give him greater access. After all of my sexual excitement leading up to the visit I began to shoot from all of the attention, but quickly held onto the rest of my load.

I reminded him that this was my first experience like this and my senses were a bit overloaded. I didn't want the excitement to end in the first 15 minutes of the 90 minutes that we had scheduled. He went back to working on my upper back while mentioning that I was also welcome to return the touch. Cam said that he definitely appreciated the interaction and felt that it helped to improve the overall experience.

While I tuned into the music that was playing softly and continued trying to slow my mind down a bit, Cam continued to relax me further. He said that one of his biggest compliments was that he made guys feel like they were melting into his table and I would have to agree. I felt his body quite close to mine as he began working alongside me. In his next attempt to keep some sexual energy flowing, he placed his dick in the palm of my hand which was resting on the table as he worked his way down my side. This was another first for me since my childhood adventures.

It was quite warm and semi-erect and filled my hand. I gently massaged it and played with his balls wondering how much bigger it might grow while he kept working on me. Cam mentioned that it felt good. He would continue to briefly work on my butt and perineum to keep the energy moving as the massage was focused on other areas. A short time later his dick slipped from my hand as he moved to the foot of the table.

He began applying more cream to my lower legs and feet. My calves were so sore, but the work felt like it was quickly helping and I enjoyed the massage on my feet. As he began working further up my leg, I felt that he had my foot caught in his groin and I could feel the warmth of his dick against my sole. He repeated with the other leg and then went back to working more intently on my feet. He commented about what nice shape my feet were in and finished each one off by sucking my toes and running his tongue between them. It was like a wave of electric shot right to my cock and I almost exploded. I moaned with pleasure. He appreciated seeing that I was enjoying it so much.

As he came back up alongside me, his package was again within reach. He was sensually stroking my thighs, fondling me a bit and focusing on my hole while I played with his junk. He said that he usually includes a prostate massage if I was willing to give that a shot. I agreed -- nothing ventured, nothing gained. He lubed me up more and told me to let him know if it became uncomfortable. There was some explanation and advice to tell me what to expect and to make it as enjoyable as possible. He talked about how sensitive the nerves can be in your butt while working his finger in slowly and stretching the hole so he could move around easier and get to the prostate. There was again some electricity as he began focusing on it and I could feel myself leaking. Soon he added another finger and I could feel myself moving to try to accommodate him more while enjoying the sensations which were great. He ended by telling me that my prostate felt very average in size -- no enlargement to worry about. Just an unexpected added plus for someone my age...

Now it was time to flip over... I found that I was leaking pretty heavily from all of his attention. We began to chat more now that I was face up and we could see each other and talk more easily. I explained to Cam that I was not really satisfied with the last female relationships that I had and was becoming more curious about being with a guy. He told me that he was gay and had been married for a number of years and had kids. His story intrigued me and I asked if he minded me being a bit nosy. That was fine with him and he explained that he married his wife while he was quite young. They soon had kids and stayed together to raise them until the kids were in their 20's. He had his first m4m experience shortly before they married, but never experienced much more until after the kids came along. As life progressed and he had more random m4m experiences while traveling for work -- he realized that he had to pursue his life as a gay man. He also shared with me that all types of men from various age groups and sexual backgrounds came to him for the experience he provides. That was part of what he enjoyed about his work.

It was obvious that Cam was trying to make me feel as comfortable as possible with everything while giving me a taste of what might turn me on and help with my curiosity. He again began at the shoulders and my upper arms keeping his body as close to the table as possible. In his next attempt to stir up the energy, he leaned over me and began to slurp my stiffening cock while teasing my balls. I reached for his dick and balls and began to play with them a bit more as well. Once I was completely hard again, he began working on my chest and stomach. He played with my nipples a bit, but found out they aren't as wired as my toes apparently were.

Cam then surprised me and climbed on the table and sat on my crotch so he could massage my torso more easily. He caressed my nipples some more until they too were hard. He then leaned down closely and began tonguing them along with my pits and neck. When he sat back up, he slid back a bit further and attempted to jack both of our dicks together. It proved to be quite the handful so he grasped both of his hands together and continued pumping the two of us for a bit. It felt amazing as our cock and balls slid against each other.

The massage moved on as he got off the table and began working down the front side of my legs. He also did a few stretches with my legs to loosen them up. He worked on my inner thighs and continued to stoke my cock and balls keeping me on the edge while I played with his. He then moved to the top of the table and again climbed back on above my head. This time he was in a 69 position and proceeded to suck my cock more. His dick was dangling right above my face and I decided it was now or never... I took the head of his cock in my mouth and began rolling it around with my tongue while he let out a soft moan. I popped it back out and told him that this was a first for me and he should let me know if I should be doing something differently. I returned to sucking, stretching my neck up to try to take more of him. He continued to moan and said that it felt great while he continued to give me the same pleasure although he was certainly more of the expert. It felt incredible as he swallowed all of me and I could feel my load building. I told him that I was getting close.

Cam then got off the table, moved around to the other end and crawled back on between my spread legs. He then leaned over my torso and began to drag his cock against my balls and up my crotch repeatedly before lying completely on top of me and massaging my shoulders. When he sat back up, he began jacking me off and inserted a finger in my hole again. That put me over the edge and I blew all over his hand and onto my stomach. He continued to play with my package massaging my cream into it.

After getting back off the table, he grabbed a towel and cleaned me up while taking the excess cream off my body. He also lifted my legs and wiped up my crack to remove the lingering lube. But he wasn't done yet... I was still semi erect and he took me back into his mouth to enjoy the last drops of my load.

Before completely finishing, he massaged my scalp and temples a bit. Cam then walked back over to his supplies and pumped another cream into his hands. It was a foot lotion that he rubbed into each foot. He said that the massage was now done since the cream contained some menthol and neither of us would appreciate the feeling of it on the more sensitive parts of our bodies.

He told me to take my time and slowly sit up for a few minutes since I had now been lying on the table for 90 minutes. He went to the bathroom and washed his hands and then offered me a tall glass of ice water. He unsnapped and removed his cock ring and we chatted some more while we both dressed. I was his last visit for the day, so there was no rush to leave. Cam suggested that because there was so much tightness in my upper body, I would probably benefit from his 2 hour massage where he would also introduce some hot stone therapy. Since I've never tried them before, I told him that I would give it a shot when I returned next time. He was glad to hear that I had enjoyed the experience so much that I was already speaking of returning.

I thanked Cam for the massage, all of the extras, and for his willingness to talk with me about his own life experiences. It definitely left me feeling like I wanted to explore more. Hope you've enjoyed the story -- newer adventures to share later...



Sensual Massage at the Conference



I headed off to a conference for a few days, which was located about an hour from where I live. I decided to spend the money and stay there rather than drive back and forth for the 3 days. Besides, it was a nice hotel, and we got a special rate from them. 

This particular conference was nice because it did not have a bunch of classes that we had to go to. They organized it where we would have some free time every day, and be able to enjoy the lake located in the area, as well as the hotel amenities. Classes were each morning from 8am to 3pm. 

I checked into my room around 3pm on the night before, laid around in bed, checked out the tv, and other literature in the room. 

Around 4:30 pm I headed down to the conference, filled out the registration paperwork, and went into the meeting room for the first meeting from 5pm to 7pm. This was the only evening class during the week, and it included a one hour meeting from 5pm to 6pm, then supper from 6pm to 7pm. The meeting was mainly an introduction to the conference, and the supper was a chance to visit with different people in the class. I was hoping to meet someone that I could hang around with, especially if it was a woman. Plus, I was hoping to have some time after the meeting to see if I could get a massage at the hotel. After that I thought I would take a drive around the area to check out the lake and any retail stores.

The meeting went well, and they made the classes sound interesting. I was seated next to a guy on one side, and a woman on the other side. The woman was preoccupied talking to some friends who were sitting near her. I did not spot any females nearby that I could figure out a way to go talk to. 

During the meeting, I had some light talk with the guy sitting next to me. He, like me, lived not far from the conference and decided to stay at the hotel, also. During supper we continued to visit, but I would occasionally try to look around the room to see if I could figure out a way to meet any women. I told the guy that I would love to find a woman to hang out with later tonight, after I first checked on seeing if I could get a massage from a therapist at the hotel. He said "I bet the massages are expensive, and it may be hard to get one scheduled with the amount of people staying at the hotel."

I said "Yea, you are probably right," as I had a disappointed look on my face.

He said "Well, I could give you a massage. I massage my wife all the time, and she loves it."

"Hmmmm," I said, "I was going to try to find a female to do it. Never thought about a guy doing it."

He said "Well, I could massage your back and arms first, and if you are comfortable with me, then I will do the rest. That is, if you want to."

I said "You know what? I could go for that."

We finished our meal and I asked where his room was. I was surprised that he was located just down the hall from my room. As we walked back to our rooms, I told him I would take a quick shower and meet him in about 10 minutes after that. 

I took my shower, then headed down to his room. When he opened the door of his room I noticed he had shorts on and a t shirt. I was wearing jeans and a t-shirt. He said "Why don't you take off your shirt, and lay down on your belly on the bed." 

He noticed I was a bit nervous, and he said "If you get uncomfortable with anything I do, just let me know. But, really, I am very good at this."

I appreciated his attempt to try to make me feel comfortable. I slipped off my t-shirt and laid down on my stomach. He sat on the side of the bed, immediately to my right, and was massaging me from the side. What he was doing felt great. His hands were firm and felt perfect as they massaged my back and right arm. He seemed to be able to find any knots in my muscles, and slowly worked those areas loose. After a few minutes, he asked "Do you mind if I straddle your thighs. It is hard for me to reach you this way."

I said "Sure, that is fine."

He got on the bed and positioned himself like he said. I noticed a big difference in how this position enabled him to do a better job. He could now reach me better, and could also use his weight to lean down and apply better pressure. After a few minutes of this I said "Gosh, I totally agree with you. You really are great at this."

"I told you," he said. 

I said "You may have missed your calling in life. So far, I cannot imagine a massage therapist here at the hotel doing a better job than what you are doing."

He said "Well thanks." He paused for a second and said "Want me to do your legs?"

I said "Yes, that would be great."

He said "I need to slide your jeans off. Is that okay?"

I said "Yea, no problem."

He said "Just lift up off the bed and onto your knees, and I will help you get them off."

He reached around me and unbuttoned my jeans, then unzipped them. That kind of surprised me. I didn't figure he would undress me. I have to admit it was a turn on to me. When I am with a woman, I love to be undressed. I like taking her clothes off slowly, and I like her to take mine off slowly. So, when he reached around me and did that, I was surprised how much I enjoyed it. My cock started to get that tingling feeling when it is about to get hard. 

He slid my jeans down over my ass, and as he reached my knees he said "Lift your knees up for a second." Then he slid my jeans all the way down to my ankles, then off of my feet.

I had on fairly snug, silky, black underwear. They are actually women's underwear, but they have no lace on them. The average person probably would not realize they were women's. I love to wear them because I like how they feel on me. I don't wear them to look feminine. They actually, don't really look that feminine at all. 

He said "Wow, these are nice. Where did you get them?"

I laid back down on my belly as I told him they were women's underwear, and why I like them.

He said "That is cool. I may have to get me a pair of these." Then, he said "Is this the only kind of underwear you wear?"

I said "Well, uh, no, I like to wear two other kinds too."

He said "Like what?," as he started massaging my legs while we talked.

I said "I like to occasionally wear thong underwear."

He said "Yea, I have some of those too. My wife likes them on me. She says they make my ass look hot. Plus, she wears them, too."

I said "I love a woman in a thong. To me, it is like a picture frame on a painting. The frame makes the painting look even better. A thong makes a woman's ass look even hotter."

His hands were doing a perfect job on my feet, and up my legs to about 4 inches from my ass. He continued the conversation as he laughed at my last comment, then said "Yea, I agree." Then he said "She loves my ass and always tells me it is cute, and looks like a woman's ass."

I said "Oh, Really?"

He said "Yea, she is always saying that. She likes me to keep it shaved smooth, too." 

I was enjoying the massage as his hands firmly went up and down my leg, then he would switch over to the other leg. 

I said "I love every minute of this. I would let you do this everyday if you would do it." Then I asked him "You don't mind massaging people?"

He said "I don't mind at all. And, I may just do that for you."

I said "Do what for me?" I was unsure what he meant.

He said "Massage you each day while we are here."

I said "Wow. That would be awesome. Are you serious?"

He said "Sure."

He had now worked down to where he was massaging my feet, and my toes, which felt great. I then got curious about what he said earlier about his wife's comments about his ass. I asked "So, she actually thinks your ass looks like a woman's ass?"

He laughed, and said "Yep, tells me that all the time."

I said "Do you have a thong here?"

He laughed again, and asked "You are curious if she is right, aren't you?"

I said "Well, actually I am. Hope that doesn't sound out of line."

He said "Nah, not at all." Then he said "Want to see it now?"

I said "Yea, that would be great."

He slid off of me, went over to his suitcase, pulled out a pair of thong underwear, and said "Stay right there and turn your head the other way. I will put them on, come in the room, turn my back to you then let you see. Okay?"

"Yea, sounds great," I said.

He returned a few minutes later. He said "Okay, look this way."

He had on a black thong and nothing else. I was stunned at how good his ass looked. I said "Wow. She is right. It does look like a female's ass. Oh, my gosh. Your ass is hot." 

Then I said "I'm an ass man. Guys like different things on women. I appreciate a woman's hot ass. It turns me on the most. And, yours is as hot of an ass as I have ever seen. No wonder she likes it."

He said "Thanks." Then he said "Should I switch back to my clothes now?"

I said "Actually, you can stay dressed like that. I don't mind at all. I might just peak at you every once in awhile. It also looks like your ass is smooth." 

I couldn't believe I said that. But, seeing his ass had actually turned me on. I felt myself getting hard, and it made me want to rub and massage it.

He then said "Well, you can feel it if you want. That is up to you. Won't bother me any." He turned toward me, and I noticed he was about 3/4 of the way hard. He then walked over to me, turned his back to me and said "Go ahead and feel it."

I got off my belly, sat up on the edge of the bed and started rubbing his ass. I said "Oh, my gosh, it even feels like a woman's ass."

He said "Your hands feel great. I love ass massages. That is how my wife repays me for my massaging her. She gives me a nice ass massage afterwards." Then he paused and said "Well, among other things that she does for me ... But, anyway."

He actually was pretty smooth all over his body. He didn't have a lot of hair on his legs, or his chest. I was so turned on by looking at his ass, that I could not believe what came out of my mouth next. I said "Lay down. Let me massage it for a few minutes. Would that be okay?"

He said "I would love that."

I moved out of the way for him to lay down on the bed on his belly. I straddled his thighs, and began massaging his ass. I rubbed it lightly at first, just to feel the smoothness of it. My cock had grown to about ¾ the way hard. I was also getting lots of those sexual, tingle feelings, and I knew I was probably starting to leak precum. 

He seemed totally relaxed as I could tell he was loving the ass massage. I started pushing down on the ass muscles, working them in circles, and even pulling the ass cheeks apart. I was doing everything that I would love someone to do to me.

He started moaning as I heard "mmmmm" come from his mouth. Then he said "Feel free to massage my ass every time I give you a massage."

I said "I will be happy to do that as long as your masseuse outfit is a thong and nothing else.

"You got a deal. That will be what I wear every time I meet your for the massage," he said.

I massaged him for a good 5-7 minutes, or so. I figured it was the least I could do for him. After the 5-7 minutes he said "I love what you are doing to me, but we need to finish your massage. Ready for the rest?"

I said "Sure!"

He got up, and had me lay back down on my belly. As we exchanged positions, we both glanced down at each other's underwear and saw that we were both hard. As I laid down on my belly, he asked "Do you like getting ass massages too?" 

I said "I love them." Then I said "When I was planning on a massage at the hotel, I was hoping I could talk the gal into doing that for me."

He had straddled my legs, and started massaging my ass on top of my underwear. He did this for about a minute and then said "Do you want to put on a pair of my thong underwear so I can do this better? Or, if you don't mind, I can slide your undies down and massage your bare ass. It's whatever you want." 

I said "Just slide down my undies. I like the idea of you massaging my bare ass." 

He said "Lift up." 

As I lifted my body up off of the bed, he grabbed both sides of my underwear and pulled them down to my knees. I was a little surprised he took them down that far. I figured he would just slide them down a few inches off of my ass. 

I actually love the feeling of being exposed to someone. It has always been a huge turn on to me. So, again, my cock was tingling with excitement as my undies were now down to my knees. It actually turned me on more than if I was totally naked. He then put his hands on my ass cheeks and leaned forward on his hands and started massaging my ass.

I moaned and said "Mmmmm. This is awesome. I love it."

He said "Well good. You were doing a great job on my ass. I loved it." Then he said "I actually love making people feel good. I guess that is why I like doing this. I love knowing someone is experiencing a lot of pleasure from what I am doing to them."

His comment made me wonder right then how far he would go to make someone feel good. I wondered if he was implying something else by saying it the way he said it. I could tell that everything that had happened so far was fun for him. That was very obvious. So, I figured out that he was one of those guys that enjoyed making others feel good even before he said it. And, I also knew I was one of those guys that loved being made to feel good. 

I then answered him with "Well, I have loved everything you have done so far. This has been great. Feel free to continue making me feel good anyway you want."

I could not believe I said that. I guess a part of me was wanting to venture forward to see where all this would go. I could tell that I was now fully hard from him rubbing my ass. I think he could easily tell that my ass is a very sexual part of me. He even started rubbing it in a way that he pulled my ass cheeks apart so that I could feel the room air hitting on my asshole. I moaned.

He said "You really like this, don't you?"

I said "Yeah, if you turned me over you would see how much I liked it."

I knew that was a gutsy comment, but I wanted to see what he might say in return. 

He teased me back by saying "So, if I did that, what might I see?"

I said "Check for yourself, and find out. But, come back to the ass massage cuz I don't want you to stop yet."

He turned me over and saw my cock was fully hard. He said "Mmmmmmm, nice cock. Gosh, I could look at that for hours. Very nice. Almost hate to roll you back over."

I said "I am a bit of an exhibitionist. I don't mind you looking at me. It actually turns me on. Take your time."

He said "Mmmmm. I will take you up on that." He just kept looking at me. He then said "Here, let me slide your undies off so I can check you out better." He grabbed my undies, which were at my knees, and slid them down and off so that I was now completely naked. He then spread my legs wider. I felt totally exposed to him now, and it was a huge turn on to me. He then said "Very, very nice. This is how you need to be dressed when I massage you. Plus, I will consider the hard on as a compliment." 

I said "Strip me slowly each time you massage me, and I won't stop you. At the point you want me naked, just go for it."

He seemed to be hesitating like he was thinking. If I could read his mind, I would guess that he was wanting to play with me at that point. But, he held back. He finally answered my last comment with "I will keep that in mind. Well, let me turn you back over and finish playing with, I mean massaging, your ass."

I quickly said "I would prefer you play with it, instead of massage it."

We were both getting very gutsy as we kept up our sensual comments to each other. He turned me over so I was on my belly. He then reached under me and grabbed my cock, and was adjusting it under me as he said "I didn't want you uncomfortable. When it is hard like this, it can lay in an awkward position."

I said "Yea, I understand. Feel free to adjust me anytime you need to."

He finally got back to rubbing my ass. But, this time he was playing it with, rather than massaging it. My ass cheeks were getting more and more spread open as his fingers rubbed closer and closer toward my asshole. He never touched it, but what he was doing was making me want him to touch it. I was moaning the entire time.

He said "Your ass must be as sexually sensitive as mine."

I said "Oh, gosh yes. You have noooo idea."

He said "Well, I think I am getting a pretty good idea by everything I have seen so far. Mind if I explore a little more? If you don't like anything I am doing, just tell me. The way you said 'You have noooo idea' has made me a little curious."

I appreciated his gentle, non pushy ways. He really was a nice guy. I said "Go ahead and explore."

He then spread my legs wide, and got in between them. He pulled my ass cheeks open and slowly slid a finger all along the inside of my crack. I let out a loud moan, and started to wiggle my ass in response to his touch.

He said "Hmmm. Someone likes that."

I said "Ohhhhh yea."

He continued to rub all up and down my ass crack. He then rubbed his finger on my asshole. I let out a fairly loud moann. He continued to rub my asshole for a good minute or so, as if he was teasing it. I was moaning the entire time. He then asked "Are you real clean down here?"

I said "Yes, I washed it real good in the shower before I came to your room."

Then he reached around me, grabbed my hips and pulled me up onto my knees, as he said "I want to show you what my wife does for me." He then pulled my ass cheeks open, stuck his face in my crack, and started licking my asshole. 

"Mmmmmmmmm," came out of my mouth. Then I said "You can include this in all of my massages."

He said "I will be happy to do that for you. I love watching you moaning and squirming in excitement. It is hot to watch." Then he said "You may not believe this, but I have been wanting to massage a guy, and do all of this stuff to him, for a long time. It has been a fantasy of mine that I have never been able to do. So, as much pleasure as you want, I will do for you. But, I will leave that up to you. I am just enjoying everything you have allowed me to do so far."

"Keep going," I said. "I will stop you if I don't like something. You haven't done anything that I haven't loved so far."

He said "Whew," as he seemed to give a sigh of relief. Then he said "This is going to be fun for me," as he started licking my asshole even more. After several minutes of licking my asshole, he then started pushing a finger inside. I was wiggling my ass a lot in response to everything he was doing to me and was constantly moaning. 

He then pushed his finger slowly inside until it was deep inside of my asshole. After he got it all the way inside, he started slowly finger fucking my asshole. "Mmmmmm" was coming out of my mouth on a regular basis. I said "Gosh, this is great. My asshole is very sexually sensitive and you have me totally turned on."

He laughed and said "Good! That is what I want to do. I want you to love everything I am doing to you." 

He then said "Lean over and hold onto the front of the bed."

As I did that, he reached around me and slowly slid his hand on my leg as he made his way towards my cock. I was hoping so bad that he was going to grab my cock. He used the open palm of his hand as it slid onto my cock, and worked its way up the length of my cock. It was a light touch that sent lots of tingles all over me.

I said "Right now, you own me. I am so turned on. Do whatever you want."

He wrapped his fingers around my cock and started stroking it. At first he did this lightly. As he continued, he was using his palm and fingers to wipe off some of my precum from the tip of my cock, and use it to stroke me with. My precum became his lubricant for stroking me. He would stroke for awhile, then wipe up more precum to help his hand slide better. He used his finger from his other hand to start rubbing on my asshole. I thought I was going to explode with cum any moment. After a few minutes of this, I finally said "Wow, you got me to point that I am about ready to cum. You better slow down."




Sensual Massage at the Conference Ch. 02



Day Two 

The next morning I was getting ready for the first actual day of classes at the conference. I had just finished taking a shower in my motel room when I heard a knock at my door. I wrapped a towel around me and opened the door. It was the guy I met at the conference and played with last night. I invited him in. 

The first thing he said to me as he came in the door was "You know, we probably ought to at least know each other's first names, don't ya think? My name is Rick."

I laughed and said "Nice to meet you Rick. My name is Mike."

Rick said "Hey, yesterday I asked you if I could wear a pair of those boyshorts to class today. Can I get them from you?"

I said "Sure, but they have some of my precum on them."

Rick said "I don't mind. Makes it even sexier." Then he said "Mind if I put them on here?" 

I said "Sure, go right ahead. I am going to finish getting dressed. while you do that. Then, we can walk over to the conference together if you want." 

Rick said "Hey, do you have just the one pair of boyshorts with you?"

I said "No, I have a pair of white ones that I actually haven't worn much. The black ones fit me so perfect that I always reach for them first. I also have some royal blue ones and red ones too. Plus, I have 2 pair of lace thongs, one is black and the other is white. They feel good on me too."

"Wear the white lace thong under your jeans today, okay?" Rick said.

"Sure, I will be glad to do that for you," I said.

I grabbed the black boyshorts and laid them on my bed for Rick to change into, while I finished shaving. A few minutes later he came into the bathroom wearing nothing but the boyshorts.

I said "Very nice. They look better on you, than me." 

Rick and I are both about the same height, (5' 10") but he is about 170 lbs and I am 190 lbs. I wear the weight well. What I mean is the weight is distributed on my body to the point that I don't look fat. But, of the two of us, Rick had the better body, in my opinion.

Rick said "Thanks. Well, you were right about how they feel like a hand that is lightly massaging the cock and balls. They feel awesome. Hey, let me see the lace thong on you. Do they feel as good as boyshorts?"

I said "Well, I would say they feel about 80% the same, mainly because of the lace. The main difference in the two is that the thong has the thin material that goes into your ass cheeks, and the boyshorts don't. Also, the material of the boyshorts is so light, they feel good everywhere, where the thong mainly feels good on the cock and balls.

I had pulled the white lace thong out of my suitcase, and turned my back to Rick, dropped my towel off of my body, and slipped on the thong. He had an ass view of me as I put the thong on.

Rick said "Mmmmm, I like them on you. Turn around."

I did as he asked. My cock was about half way hard when I turned around to let him see the front of the thong.

Rick said "Oh, my gosh, you can see through the white lace much better than the black lace. You look good in those." Then he walked over to me, reached down and rubbed my cock on top of the thong as he said "I just want to see if they feel the same as the lace boyshorts."

He was sliding his hand up and down my cock on the outside of the thong. I moaned and said "Mmmmmm." I then said "Careful, now. We don't have time to do anything before class." 

Then I said "Hey, I haven't told you what else is fun about lace boyshorts or lace thongs. It is fun to get in the shower with them on. You just soap up your body on top of the boyshorts, as if you were naked, then rinse it off. It feels good. Then, when you get out, keep them on, and dry off with a towel. They will dry about half way because they are lace and there isn't a lot of material to hold water. So, if you keep them on while they are damp they just dry on your body fairly fast. They won't even soak through jeans while they dry. Also, while they are drying, the dampness of the lace feels very sexy on your skin. Just another tip about lace."

"Hmmm, let's both do it. Should only take a few minutes to get in and out of the shower," he said.

We both got in the shower with the lace underwear on and did a quick soap and rinse. We didn't have time to do anything besides that. We dried off with the lace panties on, and then started getting dressed. 

As we got dressed, Rick said "I see what you mean. They felt sexy in the shower and the dampness feels sexy."

We finished getting ready and headed over to the conference. Everything was fairly routine at our classes. Rick commented a couple of times how sexy the boyshorts felt on him. He said "Tomorrow I want to try a pair of the lace thong underwear to see how I like them. Then on our last day, do you mind if I wear a pair of those black silk underwear that you had on yesterday?"

"Yea, that sounds fine," I said.

Rick said "I think I will be buying a pair of each of these very soon."

After lunch, Rick whispered to me "Let's move to the back of the room on the last row. I got a spot picked out. That way we can leave quick when the last class is over. Sound okay?"

I said "Sure, sounds fine to me."

Rick had picked out a spot located immediately to the right as you walked in the doors of the back of the meeting room. It had a partial wall about 4 foot long that blocked the view of our table from anyone first entering from the doors. The table we sat at was against that wall. No one could really see us unless they specifically looked back our direction after they got past the wall, or if they were sitting in the room and looked all the way to the rear of the conference room.

The room was huge, and it was a good 75' or more from the instructor to the back of the classroom, where we were now located. I did not realize Rick had more in mind than being able to leave quickly.

The 1 pm class began, and about 10 minutes later, Rick said to me "Unzip your pants, and slide them down to your knees. I want you to sit like that during class."

This actually was a fairly safe thing to do because we were in a secluded spot in the classroom. No one in the classroom was very close to us. Also, on each of the conference room tables was a dark green thick table cloth that covered the table and went all the way to the floor, as well as wrapped around the ends of the table. The table we were at was a two person table. From where we sat, there was no way anyone could see my legs unless I stood up. 

I loved the way Rick's sexy mind worked. I knew right then that he had thought about all of this ahead of time. It was another one of his sensual ideas that he knew would turn us both on. 

I slid down my jeans to my knees as I sat there feeling exposed in just my lace thong underwear. I could feel the room temperature on my body. It was a very sexy feeling. I was instantly growing hard from a combination of the room air on my half naked body, the thought of what we were doing that was rather risky, and the idea of my loving to be asked to do some sexual. 

Rick reached over with his left hand and started rubbing on my cock on top of the lace thong. I adjusted myself in the chair to where he had easy access. As he rubbed my cock, I became fully hard. He whispered to me "Just let me play with you, okay? Just enjoy it."

His touch felt soooo good as he was rubbing up and down the lace, then he would cup his hand and fingers under my balls, and massage them for a minute or so, then worked his way back up my cock all the way up to the tip of my cock. He kept up this slow sensual pace of rubbing my cock and balls for a good 10 minutes, or more. I looked down and could see that I was leaking lots of precum through the lace. He leaned over and said "I love how your body responds to me. You are soooo hot to play with."

He then whispered "I wish I could get under the table, strip your panties off of you and suck you off into my mouth. I would love every minute of doing that to you."

My cock throbbed immediately after his comment. He felt the throbbing and said "Mmmmmm. Does Mikey's cock like that idea? Does Mikey want his hot cocccckkk sucked by Ricky's warm, wet mouth?"

He hadn't used this "Mikey talk" to me yet, but I actually found it very sexy. I whispered back "My cock is loving everything you are doing to me. Cumming in your mouth would just add to the fun. Too bad we can't do that."

Rick said "I want to play with you soooo bad. I love turning you on to the point that you leak lots of precum. That is soooo hot for me. I also love feeling your cock throb. Plus, I love it when you move your hips around or move your ass as I play with you." 

He continued by saying "I love making you want me, and making you lose control. Plus, I love making you cum, and feeling your warm sticky cum. All of it turns me on so much."

I said "Rick, you are sooo unselfish with sex. How did you get like this? I love being the one who is played with a whole lot, which I guess, is somewhat selfish on my part."

Rick said "I don't know. The turn on factor for me is turning the other person on. I don't know why I am like that. But, it turns me on a lot to do this to someone, so you need to just enjoy it, knowing that you are turning me on by letting me do what I want to to you. So, don't worry about selfish or not selfish, just enjoy it."

"I am loving it," I said.

He then looked around the room real good, and when he felt comfortable, he slid off his chair, and got under the table. He whispered for me to slide my chair back a little more from the table. He did not want his body to push against the table cloth so that someone might be able to tell somebody was under the table. 

He then grabbed both sides of my thong, and as I lifted my ass up he slid down the thong, along with my jeans all the way down to my ankles. This allowed him to open my legs very wide at the knees, and get in between them. He grabbed my ass and pulled me forward so that my balls and asshole were off the front of the chair. This way he had access to all of those areas. He then started sensually massaging my balls with his fingers, which is something that I totally love. I truly believe I could cum if someone just massaged my balls for a good 15-20 minutes. I absolutely love them played with.

I was doing my best to look like nothing was going on, so I was acting like I was listening to the instructor, and jotting down a note, or two. Rick was smiling under the table and snickering a little. I could tell he loved our sneaky little sex game. 

As he played with my balls I was moving my hips around in response to what he was doing so that he could easily tell I was loving what he was doing. He whispered "You love your balls played with, don't you?"

I said "Oh, gosh yes. I could let you play with them for as long as you wanted. It feels wonderful."

He was still whispering to me as he said "Good. I have now learned another hot spot on your body. 

You seem to have sexual hot spots all over you down here. Also, I love how you wiggle. It lets me know that what I am doing is highly turning you on." Then he said "Whew! You are so much fun play with! When a guy responds like your body responds, I want to keep doing more and more to him."

He then started giving me a blow job as he continued to massage my balls with one of his hands. 

As soon as he started the blowjob my entire body started shaking from the excitement. He whispered "Cum anytime you are want to, okay? Just have fun. Make it last if you want, or cum as quickly as you want. I will keep playing with all of your hot spots until you squirt your cum into my mouth. You have to cum in my mouth so we don't have a mess under the table."

The truth was he had me extremely worked up with this little sex game of his. I love adventurous sex. I guess it is a "mind thing." My mind is so appreciative of the adventure of doing something different that I get turned on with it very quickly. I have always wished that women were more adventurous. I have only dated one that was that way. She was always coming up with new ideas, and I totally loved it.

I was moving my hips a lot now in respond to him sucking me. He was still massaging my balls with his fingers of his one hand. He now took his other hand off of the base of my cock and started rubbing my asshole. That was all I could take. He could feel me tense up as I shot my cum, squirt after squirt, into his mouth. 

As it came inside of his mouth he seemed to get more excited to the point that his mouth moved quicker on my cock like it loved me shooting the cum into his mouth. He kept this up until I started going limp. He slowed down his sucking as the last bit of cum was coming out. 

Once I was limp, he looked up and smiled at me. Then he stayed under the table another 3-4 minutes, as he licked the cum off of the tip of my cock as it was still oozing a little. Then he slid my lace thong back up my body, and did the same with my jeans. As he crawled out from under the table he whispered "Tell me when it's clear."

I looked around the room real good, then said "Now."

As he climbed out from under the table, I zipped up my pants and buttoned them. 

I whispered to him "That was one of the hottest things I have ever experienced. Thank you."

On the next break, Rick told me he was going to disappear for a little while. He said "I might even be late coming back to class. Go ahead and sit in class and I will meet you back here in a little while."

The break was for 20 minutes. Rick returned about 10 minutes late. He had been gone a good 30 minutes total. When he got back, he leaned over and pointed to a young couple coming in from the back of the room. Rick said "That is who I was talking to on break." He then told me they were both 18. 

When I looked at them, I saw that they were both thin, and were a fairly attractive looking couple.

Rick said "I worked the conversation with them to where we were talking about sex."

"How did you do that in 30 minutes?" I said.

Rick said "I am good at it, I guess. You wouldn't believe what I found out."

I said "I wish I could have heard the conversation to see how you did it."

He smiled, then he said "They have dated each other for a year and a half. She is bi. They have done many 3 somes, but only with women. She plays with women only when he approves it. She is very respectful to him. About 6 months ago during one of their 3somes, she and the gal started playing with Josh's asshole. He loved it. The next time they had the 3some, they used a strap on on him. He loved that too. Then on their next 3some with him, they started making him suck the strap on before they fucked him with it. It was at that time that he admitted he would like to try some bi stuff himself."

"Wow," I said. "You got all of that out of them in 30 minutes?"

"Yep, sure did," as he smiled and looked proud of himself.

I said "I have got to learn how you do that. That is incredible."

He said "You may not believe it, but I can 'size someone up' well enough to figure out if they might be willing to talk to me about sex. Plus, I can tell if they are open to doing various sexual things." Then he said "Like I sized you up. I could tell when I sat next to you last night that you had the potential to be a guy that I might be able to play with. I learned how to do that with women, and I guess I am figuring out how to do that with men, as well as couples. I guess it is a gift of mine. I can tell by how they handle themselves, how they talk, etc. I am accurate at least 80% of the time."

"Unbelievable," I said. "I would love to be able to do that."

Rick said "I might be able to teach you, but I am not sure. I have never tried to teach someone how to do it." Then he went on to say "Anyway, they want to come to my room and visit with both of us after class today."

"Wow," I said. "That sounds hot."

"It will be. Trust me," he said.

I said "You have got the hottest mind. I love how you think and how you come up with all kinds of fun sexual things to try." 

Later, during our last session, I asked Rick "Are they going to walk back to the room with us?'

He said "No, They are here with co workers and they want this to be very discreet. They won't talk to us openly at all. They are willing to sneak off on a break and talk, but not around the classroom, or when everyone is around. So, they are going to meet us at my room. I told them you had a great personality, and that they will like you."

I said "So, they don't mind us being a lot older than them?"

Rick said "Not at all. They actually prefer that we are older. She has the hots for older guys, and he wants to get seduced by one. They also feel they can trust older guys more than guys their age. They don't want some young guy blabbing to other people what they have done. 

She also admitted that she gets turned on by the idea of a gentle, caring guy who knows what he is doing, being the one who is playing with her. She said it was like a father figure, so to speak. She says there is something about playing with someone older that highly turns her on. She said she would love to have an older guy be a regular part of their sex life if they could find one that they both like. She also told me that two older guys sounds even hotter."

I could see the couple from where Rick and I were sitting at the back of the room. I watched them during the class and imagined what they might be like. They kept whispering to each other during the last session. 

When the session was over, Rick and I headed over to his hotel room. Rick told me on the way to let him take the lead with the couple. He said that he had them sized up pretty well and has a "good feel" on how things need to happen. He then said "I see the guy as a little bit submissive, which will be fun." Then he said "Go down to your room and bring back all of your lace undies - the thongs, as wells as the boyshorts. We are going to dress him. I am betting it will turn him on a lot."

I went to my room, showered, then grabbed all of my lacy boyshorts and thong. When I returned back to his room, the couple had just arrived. Rick introduced me to them. Her name was Alice and his name was Joshua. We talked for about 10 minutes as everyone was getting comfortable with each other. 

Rick then turned the conversation toward sex. He asked Alice how she liked the idea of having 3 guys playing with her. She said "I really want more than that. I want to watch you two play with Joshua, and at some point, if we get the chance, I also want both of you guys to play with me while Joshua watches." Then she said "I want to do different things than Josh and I normally get to do."

Rick started taking charge in his sensual, but kind manner. He looked at Joshua and said "I want to dress Joshua in a pair of lace boyshorts, and nothing else. I want him to walk around in those for a little while, while the rest of us are dressed."

Alice immediately said "Mmmmmm. I want to see that." Then she asked Joshua "Are you okay with that?"

Joshua said "Sure, I'll do that for you."

Rick said "Mike, give him the royal blue lacy boyshorts." Then he looked at Joshua and said "Go in the bathroom and strip down. Put these on, then come out with nothing on but these. You are going to love how they feel on your cock and balls." 

I handed Joshua the boyshorts, and he headed into the bathroom to change.

Joshua returned about 3-4 minutes later. You could see his cock through the lace of the blue boyshorts. He was about ¾ hard. All 3 of us immediately responded with approval, as a lot of "Mmmmm's" came out of our mouths.

Rick said "So, how do they feel on your cock and balls? Do you like them?"

Joshua said "They are making me horny. They feel awesome."

I said "The way I like to explain it is, they feel like a hand holding my cock and balls. And as I move around, it is almost like the boyshorts are massaging them."




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Joshua said "Yea. That's a good description."

Rick said "They also feel awesome when they are touched. It feels like you have nothing on at all." Then he said "Show him, Mike what it feels like."

I walked over to Joshua and started rubbing my hand up and down his cock on the outside of the boyshorts. Joshua immediately said "Mmmmmmm, oh my gooossssh that feels awwwesssome."

As I reached down to his balls, he had the same response.

I asked him "Do you leak precum when you get excited?"

Joshua said "You bet I do."

I said "Well, I bet in 5 minutes you will be leaking precum all over these boyshorts."

Rick said "Prove it to him, Mike."

I kept rubbing up and down on his cock, then I would play with his balls for awhile, then back up and down his cock. Just as I predicted, in less than 5 minutes his precum was seeping through the lace part of the boyshorts.

Alice had been quiet, but was smiling a lot as she watched her boyfriend get all the attention. She finally spoke up and said "From now on, Rick and I are in charge. Mike and Joshua will do whatever we ask."

I said "Fine with me. But, I do want to add one more thing for Joshua to do right now." 

Then I turned toward Joshua and said "Go back in the bathroom, and get in the shower with your boyshorts on. Wash your self all over, including on top of the boyshorts. Then get out and dry off your body, but only lightly dry off the boyshorts. Leave the boyshorts wet and come back in here. You are going to love the feeling."

Alice said "Don't know what you are up to, but it sounds interesting to me."

Joshua did as I told him. While he was in the shower, Rick told Alice how awesome it feels when they are lightly damp. He said "I guarantee you he will continue to have precum leaking from his cock all over the boyshorts."

When Joshua came back into the room he said "This feels very sexy. I love it. It's just like you said."

Alice said "Mike, rub on his boyshorts for another 5 minutes, or so, and get him all stirred up again."

I did as Alice instructed. After about 5 minutes she said "Joshua, strip Mike down to his undies. Rick told me Mike is wearing white lace thongs. Strip him all the way down to his thong."

Joshua turned to me, unbuttoned my shirt, and took it off of me. Then he helped me off with my 

t-shirt. While he was doing this, I was getting, what I call, "sexual tingles." 

He unbuttoned my jeans, unzipped them, and then slid them down to my feet. I stepped out of them as he scooted them away from me. My cock was very hard in my white thong underwear. 

Alice said "Now turn him around as if you are putting him on display for us. Make him model the thong for us."

Joshua grabbed my hips and turned me very slowly, so, they could see each side of my body and thong. He then helped spread my legs and asked me to bend over. Joshua said to me "Put your hands on the bed as you lean over." Josh was showing my ass to Rick and Alice.

Alice then said "Mike, go in the bathroom, get in the shower with your lace thong on, and wash up real well, like Josh did. Then do like Josh, and come back with them wet." 

I did what Alice said, and returned about 5 minutes later. When I came in the room, Rick was sucking Josh's cock. As he saw me enter the room, he stopped sucking, and slid Josh's boyshorts back up. He said "I kept him ready for you."

As I returned, Alice said "Get back in the position you were in before your shower." I bent over, and put my hands on the bed. Alice then said to Josh, "Help us to see his asshole. The thong is blocking our view."

Joshua scooted the thong material out of my crack, then pulled open my ass cheeks. As he held my cheeks open, I could feel the room air on my asshole, which felt very sexy. I was exposed to everyone, and it was turning me on a lot.

Alice said to Josh, "Very nice. Now rub his asshole for him, Josh. I bet Mike will love that."

Joshua did as she said. Alice immediately said "Mmmmm, that's it, Joshua. Rub him like we rub your asshole. Mmmmmm. That's it. That is sooo hot to watch. You like rubbing his asshole?" 

Joshua said "Yes, I do."

Rick was smiling. He scooted over and sat closer to Alice as they both were planning all of this together. Rick started unbuttoning Alice's shirt. She was startled at first, but then she smiled. He took her shirt off, and then immediately started removing her bra. Soon her little tits were in total display. I was looking over my shoulder in Alice's direction as Joshua was rubbing my asshole. 

Alice's tits were small, but cute, and were slightly less than a handful. Rick asked her to get on her hands and knees on the bed. This positioned her to where her tits were hanging down. Then he stepped back and said "Mmmmmmm. Love that view." 

Alice was just smiling with a look on her face that seemed to say "What are you doing?" 

Alice then said "Josh, lick Mike's asshole. Do it very seductively like we lick yours."

Joshua pulled my ass cheeks far apart and then put his face in between them. His warm tongue felt awesome as it licked, teased, and played with my asshole. 

Alice then turned to Rick and said "Rick, you owe me one for how you made me pose like this. So, I am going to make it even. Go over and pull down Joshua's boyshorts and lick his asshole while he licks Mike."

Rick went over and pulled down Josh's boyshorts to his knees, pulled open Josh's ass cheeks, and started licking his asshole as she asked him to do. After about 5 minutes, Alice said "This is soooo hot watching the 3 of you, but, I need some attention, too. Rick, slide Josh's boyshorts back up and come over here by me." 

She then changed her position to where she was just on her knees only, so she could use her hands to start stripping Rick. She stripped him down to his black boyshorts. The two of them were getting very excited. You could easily tell because both of their hands were trembling. Rick then stripped off Alice's jeans. Alice had on a black thong. So, now, everyone was done to their underwear only. 

As Alice was still on her knees, she reached out with one hand and started rubbing on top of Rick's boyshorts, as her other hand grabbed behind his neck and pulled him in close. She then stuck her tongue in his mouth and started french kissing with him. They were "going at it" so heavily that they had lost concentration on what Joshua and I were doing. 

It was turning me on watching Alice and Rick. In all reality, if I had my choice, I would have wanted to fuck Alice instead of Joshua. She was young, and I wanted my cock in her very badly. 

While Joshua was eating my asshole, I was watching Rick and Alice with lust in my eyes. Alice finally looked my direction and saw my facial expression. She could sense what I wanted. She pulled away from Rick and told him "Go play with Joshua. Turn him on to where he is shaking from the excitement. I am going to fuck the shit out of Mike." 

Rick's expression was one of surprise, but he also looked excited, nevertheless. He headed over to Joshua and I headed over to Alice. 

The room had two beds so each couple had its own bed to play in. Everyone was excited to the point that we all wanted to "go at it" heavily. I grabbed Alice's panties and quickly slid them down her legs. As I did so, she reached over to me and did the same to my thong. We were stripped naked in seconds. She pushed me onto the bed and laid on top of me in a 69 position. I separated her legs and started licking her pussy while she was sucking my cock. It was very aggressive for both of us, like two teenagers fucking for the first time. She knew from watching Joshua and me that it highly turned me on to have my asshole, balls, and cock, all played with. So, this is what she was doing to me, playing with all 3 areas.

I licked her asshole and pussy, and after a few minutes, started fingering her pussy. She was very wet. After about 10 minutes of this, I was panting and said "I want you to turn around and get on top of me. I want to fuuuccckkk your pussy and play with your tits."

She immediately did what I asked. I grabbed her cute little titties and started playing with them - squeezing and massaging them with my hands. They felt so good to me. Then I leaned up and started sucking on her nipples. 

She reached down with her hand and grabbed my cock and positioned it against her pussy to slide in. It was then that my wish came true. My cock slid inside this young teenager hot, warm, wet pussy, and it felt wonderful. 

She began slowly rocking her body like a cowgirl sensually riding a horse. As she did so, I licked and sucked on her tits. I bet it wasn't 2-3 minutes of this before she was having her first orgasm. Her body stiffened up and she moaned and jerked about. I let her enjoy the feelings without me moving much. 

As soon as that orgasm was over, and she rested a minute, she then started slowed riding my cock again. As she did so, she said to me "You have no idea how hot this is for me to fuck an older guy. Older guys have always turned me on. I absolutely love this."

I said "Well, it is just as hot for me to get to fuck someone as young as you. I love it too."

We hadn't even looked over at Rick and Joshua. We were too busy ourselves. She rode me for awhile, then slid off of me, and got on her hands and knees so that Rick and Joshua could easily see me sliding my cock in and out of her.

When we finally looked over at Rick and Josh, Rick was sucking Josh's cock and had a hand behind him on his ass, and was finger fucking his asshole. You could tell Josh wasn't going to last long. He said to Rick "Let me play with you awhile, or I am going to cum too quickly." 

Rick pulled his mouth off of Josh's dick. Josh then pushed Rick into a sitting position on the end of the bed. He turned Rick's body so his girlfriend and I could watch, as she and I continued to fuck each other. He spread Rick's legs very wide, then pushed his legs back toward his head. Rick grabbed his legs at that point to hold them up and open, as he was laying on his back. Josh started licking Rick's asshole, as he also reached up with a hand and stroked Rick's cock. Josh's hands were trembling. 

As I watched Josh, I could almost read his mind. It was like he was thinking "I can't believe I am getting the chance to do this."

Rick normally enjoys being the one to give attention to others, but I could tell that he realized Josh wanted to experience what he was doing to Rick. Rick was definitely enjoying it. In fact, surprisingly, Rick was on the verge of cumming. 

I hadn't seen him this excited since I met him. Maybe it was the fact that it was a young guy playing with him, and the young guy's hands were shaking. Rick loves turning people on, so maybe that is why he was so excited. Regardless, Rick said to Josh "Wow, boy, you are gonna have to stop it. I am about to cum."

Alice heard what Rick said and told Josh to let Rick squirt his cum in his mouth.

Rick positioned himself to where Josh started giving Rick a blowjob. While this was going on, Alice asked me if I was close to cumming. I said "Oh, yessss."

She said "Cum on Josh's face."

I pulled out of Alice's pussy, and headed over to Josh. As I did, Alice told Josh to quit giving Rick a blowjob, just open his mouth wide and let Rick squirt him cum inside. Josh did it just in time as Rick shot rope and rope of cum into Josh's mouth.  

When I pulled out of Alice's pussy, she was masturbating herself. And as Rick shot his cum in Josh's mouth, Alice had another orgasm. Her body was shaking on the bed. She was panting and said "Josh don't swallow it yet. Open your mouth and show us Rick's cum."

Josh was obeying everything Alice told him to do. By that time, I was standing in front of Josh stroking my cock. Rick came up behind me and started finger fucking my asshole. He knew that would make me hurry up and cum. He was right, I shot cum all over Josh's face.

Alice then told Rick and I to lay Josh on his back, push his legs over his head and stroke him until he shoots his own cum on his face. She said "I want cum all over him. I want him to love cum and want it for the rest of his life. I want him to love eating cum and having it shot all over his face and body."

At that point, Josh shot his own cum onto his own face. The boy was full of cum. 

Alice went over to him and had him open his mouth to show us the cum. Then she told him to wipe the cum off of his face and eat it for us. 

Josh did this while Rick, Alice, and I laid naked together, with Alice in the middle of Rick and I. We rubbed on each other's bodies while watching Josh eat the cum. 

It had been a very hot day, with some new experiences for Rick and I. Plus, we had new experiences with the young couple, and they had new experiences with us. I knew we had another day left at this conference and I was wondering what else Rick would come up with...



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He said "Okay. I do want it to last for you."

I said "Well, the newness of something like this has turned me on a lot more than I thought. I don't know if I am going to last very long no matter what you do."

He said "I understand. Mind if we have a round two on this, later tonight or tomorrow? There is so much more I want to try on you."

I said "You have earned that right. So, yeah, plan on it."

He said "Hmmmm, never heard that kind of comment before. I earned that right. I like that." 

As we were talking he was still lightly rubbing my cock, but had quit fingering my asshole for a moment. I could tell he was trying to let me calm down some. Then he said "What if I could keep earning that right, by turning you every day? Think you can find time to fit you in your schedule for these 3 days?

I said "I would love to let you do that."

He said "I love a good challenge. And, I guarantee you that I can earn the right to play with you again and again. I will play with you in a way that you will want more each and every day. I'm betting I can get you thinking about it at class every day to the point that you can't wait until class is over."

I loved his confidence. I could tell he was the kind of guy that pays attention to whomever he is pleasuring. It seemed like a challenge for him to learn someone's body to the point that he could make them lose control of their sexual feelings. I know in this short time with me, he had hit many of my hot spots. I was actually anxious to see what else he could come up with. His comments about earning the right to play with me had turned me on even more. 

He then said "Are you calming down a little?"

I said "Yes, I am. I was about to explode. It is the combination of my asshole and cock being played with at the same time that just about did me in. If you ever want me to get off quickly, that would be the thing to do. But, if you want it to go slow, don't play with both of them at the same time, or at least not for very long. I would love for you to do it, just don't do it for very long."

He said "I will keep that in mind," as he was still lightly rubbing his palm up and down my cock. It was like he was trying to keep me excited without allowing me to get too excited. 

He then started rubbing his hard cock against my ass. He still had his thong underwear on, but I could feel the cock through the thong very well. Then I could feel him moving around so that I could tell he must be pulling the thong down with one of his hands. Then I felt his bare cock on my ass. He said "Mind if I do this?"

I said "I don't mind at all. Feels kind of good." Then I said "Hang on for a second. I want to turn around and at least see what it looks like."

I let go of the bed, and turned around. He had been on his knees behind me. I looked down at his cock, not knowing what to expect. He was about 6 inches, cut, and totally shaved. His cock looked a lot like mine except I am not totally shaved. My balls are shaved, and the other areas are well trimmed to the point that they are almost shaved. 

I finally said "Very nice. I love it."

I reached out and put one hand under his balls and used my other hand to wrap around his cock in a light grip. I massaged his balls and lightly stroked his cock up and down. He leaned his head back some, as he let out a moan. I said "Get off the bed for a minute and stand up by the side." 

I slid off over to the edge of the bed and sat on the edge with my feet on the floor. He moved to where he was standing right in front of me. I reached out and started massaging his balls with one hand, while my other hand reached behind him, grabbed his ass and pulled him toward me. I opened my mouth, and looked up at him. I then took his cock in my mouth while I continued looking at him. I slid my mouth down on his cock and started going up and down on it sucking him very sensually.

I had always considered myself to be situationally bi. What I mean is if the situation was right, I knew I could play with a guy and enjoy it. But, it had to be a situation where the guy was decent looking, was thin or average sized body, had a nice average sized cock, a kind personality, and something got me turned on while I was with him. 

I also knew that I did not look at guys as potential sex opportunities like some bi guys do. I'm guessing I could meet 1000 guys and have only one who might meet the criteria of a person I might get excited with. Well, this guy met all the criteria for me. 

His nice looking cock felt good in my mouth. The tip of his cock was dripping precum inside my mouth and I was using my tongue to scoop it up to use as a lubricant to suck him with. I sucked him for a good 3-4 minutes. Finally, he stopped me by saying "You have got to stop. I am too excited and about to explode."

I said "You have been very good to me. Go ahead and explode and enjoy it."

He said "No, not until I have taken care of you first. Then if you want to make me cum, that is fine with me."

I said "Okay, whatever you want."

He reached around me to grab two pillows from the bed. He laid them on top of each other and said "Put your ass on these."

I liked how he took charge at that point. I knew whatever he came up with, it was going to feel good.

I laid down on my back on the bed, placing my ass on the pillows. This caused my ass to be up in the air a little. He positioned himself between my legs, spread them wide, then lifted them up in the air. He said "Hold your legs up in the air like this for me."

I did as he said. I was totally exposed to him - my asshole, balls and cock.

He said "Cum anytime you want to. Just enjoy yourself, okay?"

I said "You are unbelievable." 

He started fingering my asshole while sucking my cock very gently. It felt extremely sensual. After several minutes of this, he pulled his mouth off of my cock and started licking my balls, as he was still fingering my asshole. Precum was pouring out of my cock. He took a finger and wiped it off and reached up to my mouth and said "Eat it for me."

I gladly sucked it off of his finger. He said "You like eating it, don't you?"

I said "Oh yessss. I eat it all the time when I masturbate. I love the sweet taste and how sticky it is."

"Mmmmmmm," he said. "Good boy." Then he asked "Ever eat your cum?" He was still fingering my asshole, and now had two fingers inside of me.

I said "I have tasted it many times. I always tell myself I will eat it, then I chicken out after I cum."

He said "Yea, I used to do that too, but my wife started making me eat it out of her pussy after I came in her. Every time I do it she cums very hard again and again. She also will sometimes put me on my back, like you are now, and push my legs over my head, and make me cum in my own mouth. I got used to the taste and I love it now. We play with cum all the time."

I said "I have always wanted someone to do that for me."

He said "You mean make you cum in your own mouth?"

I said "Yesss."

Then he said "Then you I will help you experience that today. I will do that for you on one condition."

I said "What?"

He said "I get to film you cumming in your mouth. I will do it with your own phone video camera. That way you can watch it in the future and think of the hot time we had together."

I said "You know what? I would love that."

He now had three fingers in my ass. He had me loosened up fairly well. He said "I want my cock in your ass. Is that okay? I have always wanted to know what that feels like."

I said "I would love it."

He said "Don't cum, okay? Try to hold off so I can film you cumming in your mouth afterwards."

I said "Okay. But, I am probably going to love you fucking my asshole, so we are going to have to do this again when we can do it longer, okay? I won't be able to handle much of it this time without cumming."

He said "Try to make it for about a minute, alright? Then I will pull out of your ass and finish helping you cum." 

His cock went in slowly and it felt awesome. It was the perfect size for me. As he started fucking my asshole, I loved how it felt sliding in and out of me. I thought to myself "This must be how a woman feels when she is fucked. This feels awesome."

After a minute, he pulled out of me. I was laying there throbbing. He stopped everything he was doing, and just watched me. He then said "I'm letting you calm down for a minute."

I was panting some as I said to him "Good, I need that."

He grabbed my phone and put it on video, and positioned himself so that the camera could see everything from my asshole, to my balls, my cock, and my face. He pushed my legs to where they were even more over my head> My cock was directly above my mouth. He said "Hold your legs in that position, then open your mouth wide for me. I want to watch it shoot inside."

He was filming me now, as he said "Stroke yourself until you cum in your mouth. If anyone ever sees this video it will look like you were by yourself and masturbated in your own mouth. He said you will need to turn off the audio though. Otherwise they will hear me talking." 

Then he started saying things to make me cum. He said "Okay, stroke that cock for me. Mmmmmm. Does that feel good? Bet it is going to be hot seeing it squirt in your mouth. I know I will love watching it, and I am betting it will be hot for you, too. Tell me what you want right now. Tell me."

I said "I want to squirt my cum in my own mouth. I want to feel my warm, sticky cum inside my mouth."

"Mmmmm," he said. "That's it. Say it again for me. Also, tell me how much you enjoyed me playing with your body today."

I said "I want my cum in my own mouth. I want to feel the sticky cum on my tongue. Also, I love how you made me feel today. You turned me on so much. You know how to get me very excited and I loved it all. I loved how you licked my asshole, and fingered it. I loved sucking your cock, and I loved feeling your cock fucking my asshole."

I was extremely close to cumming now. It wasn't going to take much more and I would explode. He said "Squirt in your mouth and eat your cum for me. Do it. Do it right now."

I immediately exploded cum into my mouth. Part of it hit the side of my face, but most of it went into my mouth. It felt awesome as I could feel the force of it splatter on my tongue. The experience made me feel like a little whore. I kept holding onto my cock and aiming it at my mouth so I could get every squirt into my mouth.

He said "Mmmmmm, that was so hot to watch. Hold the cum in your mouth. Don't swallow until you show me your cum in your mouth. I want to see your sticky white cum inside your own mouth. Mmmmmm. You are soooo hot."

After the last drop, I opened my mouth to show him. He said "Don't swallow yet." Then he said "Mind if we do one more thing?" He laid the phone camera down now.

I couldn't answer because of the cum in my mouth. I just shook my head yes. He said "Let me squirt mine in there too and let's mix our cum together in your mouth. Plus, I want some of my cum to squirt on your face." 

I shook my head yes as he stroked within inches from my face. He then said "Suck it using the cum that is in your mouth."

I did as he said and some of the cum dripped out of the side of my mouth as I sucked him. It was a totally different feeling using the cum as a lubricant while I sucked him. It was actually very, very sensual. 

While I sucked him I reached around behind him, and was squeezing his ass. Then I slid a finger in between his ass cheeks to start rubbing his asshole. He moaned. Then he said "I want to watch it squirt in your mouth," as he pulled out of my mouth and positioned himself about 2 inches away. I opened my mouth wide. I think the sight of my open mouth turned him on to the point that it caused him to immediately explode his cum into my mouth, squirt after squirt. He also made sure a couple of squirts hit my face. He then moved quickly down to my cock and shot the remaining portion of the cum onto my cock and balls. 

After he quit cumming, he looked up at me and said "Open your mouth and let me see our cum mixed together." I did as he asked, then he said "Now swallow it all for me. Gulp it all down. Swallow our cum down your throat."

It was a huge turn on to me how he said things to me. I laid there, again, feeling like his whore, but at the same time I also felt very satisfied. I then felt him using his hand to massage his cum all over my cock and my balls. It felt wonderful. He even started pushing some of his cum up inside my asshole. That was a huge turn on to me. He also sucked my cock with some of his cum on it.

He finally said "Let my cum dry on you. I want you to feel my dried cum on your cock, balls, and asshole for a couple of hours. Is that okay?"

I said "Fine with me."

He then said "I think you like to be asked to do sexual things."

I said "Yea, I actually love it." 

He said "Gosh, you are going to be a blast to play with."

Then he said "Oh, I just thought. You said earlier that you wear two other types of underwear. You told me about the thong underwear. You never told me what the other type of underwear you wear."

I said "Women's lacy, stretch boyshorts. I love them because of how they feel on my cock. It feels like a hand massaging my balls and cock. It is wonderful."

"Mmmmmm. Nice. Never tried wearing them. Do you have a pair here with you?"

I said "Yea, I packed a pair because they are fun to masturbate in."

He said "Well, like I said, I am going to have a blast playing with you. I'm betting you will be extremely turned on with all that I will do to you, and ask you to do for me. Just enjoy it. I am a very giving person when it comes to sexual enjoyment. One of these days I want to play with a guy for hours. I want to get him excited and then let him calm down. I want to do that 10-15 times, or so. I think they call that edging. So, I want to edge a guy. Think you can handle that?"

I said "I think I would love to try to handle it. Don't know if I could last for several hours, but an hour or two would be nice."

"Good," he said. "I want to play with you one more time before we call it a night. Then if you allow me, I will fuck the shit out of you tomorrow." He had a big smile on his face.

We took an hour break and just talked. We both stayed naked during that entire time. So, after the hour, he finally said "What I want you to do is go to your room and get your boyshorts. You can wear clothes to go down the hall to get them. You don't have to walk to your room naked. Grab them and hurry back. Don't put them on yet."

I went to my room and brought them back as he asked. When I returned he stood naked in front of me, and then started stripping my clothes off of me. He grabbed the boyshorts and slid them up my legs and on me. This was a huge turn on for me having him put them on me. I was instantly hard. He then walked around me, looking at me in the boyshorts from all angles. He finally said "Very nice. Love them." Then he said "Let me wear them to class tomorrow, okay?" 

I said "Sure, that sounds kind of sexy knowing you will have my boyshorts on during class."

Then he said "Okay, here is the deal. It is nice outside, around 65 degrees. You are going to put your jeans back on, over your boyshorts, then put your t-shirt on. We are going to go for a drive through town to see the lake. When we get into the car, you will strip down to nothing but your boyshorts. Then you will pull down my jeans and thong, and play with my cock as I drive. I will rub on the outside of your boyshorts, while you play with me. The only difference between us is my cock will be out of my jeans and you will be stroking it for me, while I rub on top of your boyshorts for you. Sound good?"

I said "Yes, I love it."

"Good," he said. "Good boy. I want you to be my boy for tonight. Do what I tell you. I won't let us get caught, nor embarrass you. I will just have fun with you and we will both cum again. We won't be out more than an hour, or so. I know we are both tired and need to crash."

I said "I love how you think.'

As soon as I got in his car, I started stripping my clothes off. He said "You look hot sitting almost naked like that. I love it. You are so hard. You really love this stuff don't you?"

"I do love it," I said.

He said "Good, now unbutton my jeans, unzip me, slide my jeans down, and pull my cock out and stroke me." I did as he said, and as I stroked him, he reached over and was rubbing on top of my boyshorts. 

If you have never worn lace boyshorts, you do not realize that the lace material allows you to feel things almost like you have nothing on at all. A hand on the boyshorts feels awesome. Plus, I knew the outside air was going to blow right through them as if I was naked. 

As he rubbed me he said "Gosh, you are leaking precum everywhere. Its all over your boyshorts. I love it." Then he said "One thing about you is that it is easy to tell when you are excited because of all your precum."

We both rubbed on each other as we headed toward the lake. We found a spot at the lake that was a bit secluded, and he pulled into that spot. He said "Get out. You are going to strip me naked."

I got out of the car and took off his clothes. He then knelt down and started licking my precum that was oozing through my boyshorts, and he licked on my cock from the outside of the boyshorts. His mouth felt awesome. He then pulled them down to where they were barely above my knees. He stood up and said "Suck me off. Make me cum while you kneel with your panties down to your knees."

I knelt down on the grass and gave him the most sensual blowjob that I knew how. I did all the stuff that I knew I would love if someone was sucking me. After I had massaged his balls, and stroked and sucked him for several minutes, I then grabbed his ass cheeks, pulled them open and fingered his asshole while I continued to suck him.

He said "Oh my gosh. You are so hot. I am going to cum. Can I cum in your mouth?"

I said "Yes, please do."

He couldn't last any longer and immediately shot cum down my throat. I loved how his cock felt as it throbbed and jerked when it squirted the cum. It was a turn on that I had never experienced before. After he finished cumming, I could feel his body slowly relaxing. When he quit throbbing he said "Wow, that was the hottest blowjob I have ever had."

He said "Lay on your back on the hood of the car. I am going to slide off your boyshorts. I want you to feel like I just stripped you naked, and I am gonna make you cum while you are exposed to me in the night air."

Actually, my nakedness in the night air felt awesome. I loved it so much that I know I would someday love to walk around naked outside for hours. It was a wonderful feeling. So, for me to lay on my back on the hood of the car, and feel exposed to him as well as feel the night air, made me so hot. 

He then massaged my balls, start fingering my asshole, and now was sucking my cock. He was doing all 3 things at the same time. I could tell what he was doing. He wanted me to cum quickly.

Just before I came, he pulled his mouth off of me quickly, and then pushed my legs over my head again like he had done in the motel room. This time my cum squirted all over my face. He smiled as he watched my cock jerk as the cum was squirting everywhere. 

After I quick cumming, and my body started relaxing, he said "Thank you for a wonderful day. Hope you want more of this tomorrow because I am not done pleasuring you." Then he said "Let the cum dry on your face. Keep only your boyshorts on in the car, and when we get within a mile before the hotel, you can get dressed. 

When we got back to the hotel, we both went to our own rooms. I slept naked and with his dried cum all over me. I had a wonderful night of sleep, probably from being so relaxed from everything he had done to me.




Sensual Massage at the Conference



So, here I came to the conference just hoping for a good massage, maybe one with a happy ending. I was also hoping to meet a woman or two just to hang out with. I wasn't necessarily looking for sex. And, I definitely never expected to meet a guy that could make me feel as good as he did. He was a master at it. I told myself if nothing else happened with him, I had totally loved what happened on that first night. It was a very hot experience...