I could feel the heat rising through my body as I lay prone and quietly waiting. The darkly handsome masseur peered down at me, his chiseled torso glistening with a combination of sweat and oil. I longed for his touch, for that tender yet highly erotic renderings of the human form.
My lungs quivered as his intimate caresses and slow, lustful massage strokes traveled the length of my back, down my legs and butt, and finally resting at the entrance of my quivering anus. His hands so close, so tantalizing, yet no penetration. I wanted to surrender, to welcome his touch and to quell this lustful tension that had been building up inside of me.
The sensations were overwhelming as I felt his hands probe deeper, as his fingertips followed the contours of my skin and as his strong hands massaged, kneaded and explored my innermost regions. With each suggestive movement and tantalizing stroke, a new wave of pleasure and desire flooded my body and my mind. I was lost in this delicious moment, suspended in time, spinning wildly with pleasure and ecstacy. This was the most intimate and intense massage experience I had ever had, and I wanted more.
Table of Contents
- 1. Delving Into The Sensuality of an Anal Masseur’s Touch
- 2. Exploring Desires and Fantasies with a Lustful Masseur
- 3. Feeling the Attentive Tenderness of an Expert Masseur
- 4. Connecting Mind, Body and Soul with an Anal Masseur’s Touch
- Key Takeaways
1. Delving Into The Sensuality of an Anal Masseur’s Touch
My spine shivered as I felt the masseur’s strong hands kneading my shoulder blades, pushing out the tense knots and pleasure blooming all along my skin. His thumbs rubbed little circles on my muscles, releasing warmth and gentle pressure across my back.
I could feel his breath, hot and soft against the back of my neck, sending a prickle of awareness and arousal course through me. He moved his hands up, around my chest and back, softly tracing the contours of my body, setting my pulse pounding. His touch was electric and sensual as he whispered in my ear, “Relax, I’m here to make sure you enjoy yourself.”
I couldn’t help but surrender to his caress, my body trembling beneath his. His hands wandered down, exploring my body, tracing my hip bone and lower abdomen. His finger tips rested just above the waistband of my shorts, lingering and teasing. I moaned as he slipped his thumb under the fabric and teased my butt hole. He stroked around it, pushing just the tip in, sending shivers of pleasure and anticipation racing through me as he prepared me for what was to come.
2. Exploring Desires and Fantasies with a Lustful Masseur
The erotic sensation I had when he first touched me, pressing against my inner thigh with a barely noticeable stroke, was undeniable. It was the feeling a man gets when their own sexuality is explored with so much passion and lustful intent. My mouth opened in a silent gasp and my eyes widened as I felt his strong hands travel up and through my torso, exploring and admiring.
His touch lingered forever as we explored our carnal desires and fantasies, succumbing to a deep feverish arousal. With each movement of his fingers, the luscious heat found its way up my spine and spread throughout my body. The thought of having his face so close to my butt as he touched and probed me with his skillful hands made my heart and desire throb uncontrolled. His tongue and mouth were hot as they ran across my heated inner pockets – my ass screaming in pleasure as his hands massaged me deeply. I could feel the distinct feeling of orgasmic ecstasy running from his fingertips down into my core, and I knew it would stay with me forever.
3. Feeling the Attentive Tenderness of an Expert Masseur
- An aromatic blend of scented oils set the scene; my masseur instructed me to undress and lie on the massage table. His soft hands caressed my skin as if quenching his thirst for my body; I groaned in pleasure, feeling his attentive touch.
- He moved his hands across my legs and around my torso, eventually reaching for my buttocks. Slowly and with deliberate intensity, he inserted his finger into my anus as I lay aroused, emboldened by the love pouring through me. His tender caresses intensified as he massaged my prostate and I gasped in delight.
He shifted his position to stand behind me, expertly administering a powerful massage for my glutes. His professional fingers continued to administer a blissful anal massage and I shuddered with sensual pleasure.
He moved his hands around my waist and up to my chest, treating me to an array of skin-tingling sensations. His deep and uninhibited touch rewardingly dragged me away from the constraints of reality as I rejoiced in the warm embrace of his fingertips lingering around my aroused nipples.
The session drew to an end with a loving caress and an emphatic pat on my back, and I left feeling utterly happy and replete.
4. Connecting Mind, Body and Soul with an Anal Masseur’s Touch
The Ecstasy of Anal Massage:
I felt his warmth before I saw him, smell the musk of the exotic oil he used for massage. His fingertips drew in light patterns as my clenching ass was released. His hands slid around my body quickly finding each ache. They mapped a path of pure bliss around myself. His palms, working in gentle gestures, recently relieved me of all of my pain.
His naked body shimmered slightly in the darkness and felt every bit as natural as the embrace of his fingers. I felt him adjust his body and he moved towards my ass, warming it and using it as a canvas for his magic. His expert touch caressed, kneaded and kissed my body, connecting each muscle and joint until I felt energy surge through my entire being. His hands were sure and resolute, exploring deep into my core and the pleasure was incredible. I could feel my skin flush with each intent motion, a tingling sensation of pain and pleasure meshing together. As his hand continued to explore, I could feel a firm, unending embrace, creating sacred places in me that had been untouched and barely even thought of. Nothing could have prepared me for the sensation that enveloped my body. Even though the pleasure was intense, I felt a deeper pleasure of connectedness to this tender stranger. His hand crafted a connection of mind, body and soul that I had never experienced before.
Key Takeaways
As the massage ended, I took a deep breath and exhaled slowly. I let myself savor the moment, as I felt the pleasure and sensation of the masseur’s touch still linger on my body. With a heavy, lustful heart, I reluctantly rolled off the mattress and gathered my belongings. After a swan dive into an ocean of intoxicating orgasms, I emerged refreshed and electrified, determined to hunt for more satisfying, tantalizing, experiences.