The cold of the room was in stark contrast to the heat I felt between my legs. I was lying face down on the bed, my heart racing as I anticipated the touch of a man I had been dreaming about for weeks. A man with expert hands and a knack for massage that could make even the strongest man melt with pleasure.
I closed my eyes as I felt the sheets shift slightly and his hands begin to explore my body. Careful yet firm, they moved up and down my back and sent shockwaves of ecstasy through me. He knew the perfect pressure points and my body responded to his every gentle touch.
He lowered me onto my stomach and his hands worked their way down my muscular legs and onto the inner portion of my thighs. My breath caught as I realized he was about to work his manicured hands in a most private area of my body. His expert touch expertly manipulated the muscles of my buttocks and lower back, which opened wide to him as his fingers played lovingly lined up with my own.
I felt waves of pleasure and anticipation course through me as I lay there in anticipation of the ultimate massage experience. It was in that moment that I knew no one had ever touched me so skillfully before. And as I was about to learn, this was only the beginning; a salacious story truly like no other.
Table of Contents
- 1. Prepping and Setting the Scene
- 2. The Tantalizing Touch of a Masterful Masseur
- 3. An Explosive Rendezvous of Passionate Pleasure
- 4. Ecstatic Release and the Afterglow of My Anal Massage
- Future Outlook
1. Prepping and Setting the Scene
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Checking Out the Goods
I couldn’t help but let my eyes wander down his body as he stepped out of the shower. A stream of water dripping down his toned abdomen and thick chest hair just begging to be touched. His lazy smolder contrasting the cocky attitude of the bulge straining the fabric of his sweatpants. (I knew I was in for some fun).
Settling in for the Ride
Heading back to my bedroom, I could feel the electricity in the air connecting the two of us. We undressed each other as I guided my guest to the bed, peeling off layer after layer of anticipation. Laying lengthwise, I started with deliberate light strokes up and down the small of his back with my fingertips. His breathing grew heavy as I applied more pressure with my hands, taking generous amounts of time to explore each curve as I worked my way downwards.
My hands cupped and caressed each butt cheek as I massaged, kneading and rubbing, teasing the tight muscles in ways no ordinary massage ever could. Every motion felt more and more measured as I felt every breath, moan, and quiver in perfect harmony with the rising and falling of his ass. Something felt so unreal, as if every second was being prolonged exponentially. This was pleasure like no other.
2. The Tantalizing Touch of a Masterful Masseur
I never knew what I was missing before I experienced a masterful massage from a passionate masseur. My skin shivered under his gentle caresses as he worked his magic. It was almost too much to take, the level of satisfaction he brought out of me.
His Talented Fingers:
- He caressed my back and moved down my backside.
- He probed my tender flesh and explored my inner crevices.
- He slowly moved lower until his fingers glided over my anus.
- I gasped with pleasure, and my whole body shivered.
He applied a different kind of pressure around my opening and worked his way inside. His tongue moved in a tantalizing manner, licking and swirling around me in a way that made me want more. His expertly controlled strokes moved my body to a new level of sensation. I swear, I felt some kind of divine power emanating from him. My body exploded with pleasure and I knew I wouldn’t ever be the same again.
3. An Explosive Rendezvous of Passionate Pleasure
Once I’d set my mind to it I just had to do it. I had to find out for myself what it would feel like to be penetrated by a man, and I finally did at the hands of my masseur. He didn’t just do a professional job either. He was mischievous, sly and uncompromising in the satisfaction of my carnal desires.
- The Factory of Desire
- The Temperature of Pleasure
He showed me his notorious ‘factory of desire’, a room chock full of kinky and arousing items, the likes of which I’d never seen before and it set my heart racing. All of a sudden, the warm cocoon I had been wrapped up in seemed to turn up a few more degrees and I melted into the anticipation of something magical.
The temperature of pleasure was something entirely new to me, and I took it all in my stride. My masseur had a sly grin, and he must have known how aroused I was for the entire thing. He looked into my eyes so knowingly; like he could see the excitement exploding from my veins.
And then, he put me in the perfect position, and delicately and expertly penetrated me. I felt the warmth and pleasure course through my veins and create something so beautiful and intense inside me. I thought my head would burst from how electric and alive it made me feel.
It was incredible.
4. Ecstatic Release and the Afterglow of My Anal Massage
The Perfect Prostate Massage:
I close my eyes and take a deep breath, letting my arousal overwhelm me as I lay on my stomach, my growing anticipation felt through my entire body. I breathe in more deeply and begin to sense the pulsing in my groin. The room is warm and the light is dim. I can feel my partner’s fingertips around my waist, softly caressing as they begin to work their way down. His hands move slowly, teasing me with each feathery stroke, igniting a fire inside me as the massage progresses.
Slowly and methodically, his fingers delve into my body, exploring my tightness, awakening and stimulating nerves I never knew I had. As he enters my tender anus, I feel almost like I’m in a trance. I quiver with each thrust of his finger and as his skillful hand works its magic, my body begins to moan in pleasure. I let out a low throaty moan as I reach the peak of the massage and am overcome with ecstatic release. I can feel the delicious reverberations of my pleasure within, a unique trance-like state of insatiable pleasure.
As my partner withdraws his hand, I am filled with a deep sense of satisfaction, a lingering afterglow from the exquisite anal massage. I am left feeling deeply connected to my partner, body and soul, profoundly filled with the emotional and physical bliss my massage experience has gifted me. Total relaxation washes over me as I bask in the afterglow for a moment before I open my eyes to the present.
Future Outlook
Suddenly, my massage was complete. I fell into a trance, my muscles pulsing and twitching. His hands felt like clouds as they moved up and down my back, working every inch of my body. The heat emanating from his palms sent shockwaves of pleasure throughout my body, sending me into a searingly orgasmic state. I opened my eyes, and saw him looking down at me with a knowing smile. He knew he’d taken me to pleasure mountain and back, and I thanked him for it. As I stepped out of his massage room, I knew that I’d been truly touched in ways I never thought possible. What a salacious journey!