She Got it Hot in Their Holiday Hotel Room

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Em’s nipples were about to be hotly massaged. They were already erect and hard as little rocks. Her masseur’s warm, firm hands were just below the swell of her breasts. His fingers had already lightly brushed her nipples. She was wet with anticipation. She was naked and her legs were wide apart. She was in their room at the island resort she and Ambrose had chosen for a four-day break. To be precise, she was on a massage bed onto which the masseur had placed her thirty minutes ago as soon as he had arrived. He wasn’t from the hotel spa. She’d had a massage there two days earlier, with a masseuse, and she had come at the end of the session very soon after the woman had whispered, “You like hot to end?” Em had murmured back, “Yes.” The woman, who was young, lithe, a lovely brown colour and wearing a blouse and a sarong, the spa uniform, had then asked, “In panty or you like panty off?” The spa gave clients those ridiculous paper panties to wear during their massages. Em had felt her nipples buzz. She was aware that her pussy had deliciously moistened. She said, “Panty off.” What happened next had surprised her. The woman smiled and opened her blouse, revealing small brown breasts with nearly black nipples that were visibly erect and plainly hard. She then took off the blouse and untied and dropped her sarong. This revealed that she wasn’t wearing panties. She was clad only in a deliciously trimmed full beaver. She smiled at Em and asked, “Okay?” Em was wondering what Ambrose might be doing with his masseur in the next room. She made a mental note to ask him later. She said to the woman, “Okay. Of course Okay. I like very much.” The masseuse smiled again and briefly ran her fingers around Em’s hard nipples. She said, “Yes, you like very much.” Then she drew mersin escort away the little towel that still lay across Em’s hips (it had ridden up earlier in the massage, leaving her paper panty-covered sex revealed) and swiftly pulled off the panties. She lightly ran her fingers through Em’s pubic hair and into her slit. Then she spread Em’s legs very wide and moved behind her, at her head. Em felt her climb onto the massage bed. Through half-opened eyes she saw the masseuse’s furry slit appear just above her face. She smelled her smoky sandalwood-wet sex aroma and saw her pussy lips open and her dark little entrance with it. Em licked her lips (they were suddenly very dry) and murmured, “Oh god!” She felt the masseuse’s hands begin to caress on her upper inner thighs and felt her tongue slip wetly and strongly into her slit. It found her clitoris. It licked her very hotly. Em put her own hands on the masseuse’s slim hips and pulled her down to within tongue range. She blew softly into the trimmed hair between the woman’s legs. The woman’s pussy lips instantly opened more widely. The wantonly hot pink line and wide open entrance this revealed were irresistible. Em’s tongue swiftly found the woman’s clit and licked it hotly. They came frantically, together, in a very short time. She gave the masseuse a very generous tip. That was two days ago. At dinner that night she’d told Ambrose what had happened to her in the massage room that afternoon. “I thought you looked very refreshed after your massage, Em,” he had said with a laugh. “Did you notice I looked refreshed too?” Em smiled her sweet smile at him. “Tell me why Ambrose,” she said. He did. His masseur, he said, had asked if he would like a complete massage. Ambrose had said yes. It mersin escort bayan was the first time he had ever been masturbated by a man, he said. It had been incredibly hot. Em had found that thought very arousing indeed. They had played sex games in bed after dinner. She had particularly enjoyed wearing a pair of Ambrose’s boxers while she blew him away in one of her favourite little red strings that he had chosen to wear. Em smiled. She often thought about how nice a big hard cock looked and felt in her panties. Today, however, Em’s focus was elsewhere. Ambrose had arranged to visit someone elsewhere on the island (a friend or a former colleague, Em wasn’t sure which classification he fell into) and would be away for the afternoon. She had woken in the night with a hot wet feeling between her legs and the memory of a very hot dream just enjoyed. In the dream she had been naked on the massage bed in their hotel suite. In the dream she had been warmly observing in the mirrored ceiling of the living area in their ocean-view suite the very forward attentions that she was hugely enjoying receiving from a very horny and decidedly sexy masseur. She had quietly brought herself to orgasm and had enjoyed the wetness of her fingers playing in her entrance. Afterwards she put her hand to her lips and tasted herself, then to her nose and smelled herself. She decided that she would book a hot out call massage for that coming afternoon and became immensely aroused by that thought. She did herself again, less quietly this time, and had woken Ambrose with her murmurings and exertions. She gave him a gentle cock massage. He came in her hand. Em knew where to call. She was an assiduous collector of leaflets and brochures. She made that call escort mersin after breakfast (they had breakfast in their suite that morning) while Ambrose was in the shower. He was leaving at twelve and would be back (he said) around six in the evening. Em booked a three-hour in room out call for one o’clock. They asked if she wanted a female or male therapist and she became quite aroused when she answered, “A man.” Her nipples had become very erect when the woman on the other end of the phone said that if she had any special requirements she could discuss them with the masseur. Em had responded, “I will have some special requirements. I mainly want a frontal massage. Please tell him to expect that.” The woman had said in reply, “Your masseur is very much used to special requests. You will be very satisfied by him.” Em’s pussy had become very wet when she heard this. Ambrose left on schedule. His friend had sent a car to pick him up. Em had selected a nice yellow bikini to wear for the opening delights of her forthcoming massage. It untied easily via little strings at the back of the bra and the sides of the panties. It was just big enough to cover the sexy V of hair on her mound. She showered, tidied up her manicured mound, and perfumed and put the little bikini on. The suite already had a massage bed in the corner of the living area. She lay on it briefly and looked up at her reflection in the mirrored ceiling, imagining the three hours of hot delight she would soon be observing for real. She got hot thinking about seeing herself being stripped naked by a strong masseur who would soon be naked himself. That was one of her special requirements. Em loved feeling a hard cock pressing against her when a masseur moved close to massage her arms, her tummy, her breasts, and most delightfully of all, the soft hot and wet place between her legs. She had booked a three-hour session. That was because she wanted it hotly on the massage bed in the living room and then, even more hotly, on the big bed in the bedroom suite behind the screen.

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