The massage  
 

The knot in my shoulder was getting so uncomfortable that I decided to treat myself to an aromatherapy massge at my local spa. I walked in and gave my name and sat at reception waiting for my therapist to appear. As she appeared and introduces herself I was instantly attracted to her and all I could think was how was I going to control myself having this beautiful woman slathering me in oils and rubbing me all over.

As she asked me to follow her to the room I was walking behind her and noticed her beautiful firm arse and long slender figure. We entered the room and she dimmed the lights, asked me to get undressed and lay on my stomach.

She started by gently working on my neck then my lower back so slowly and then using more pressure and as I could hear gently breathing all I could think was I wish u could turn around and get her to massge my now extremely hard nipples. As she carried on my nipples were getting harder and my pussy was now slowly getting wet as I was imagining this goddess rubbing me sensuously with sweet smelling oils.

She then moved to the side of the bed and moved my arm to the side of my body and she carried on rubbing my hand kept knocking in to her and the more she moved downwards it was now at the level of her pussy.I knew it was wrong but I didn't move my hand and placed it closer to her.she didn't seem to move and had a feeling she was also into this.

I could have moved but didn't and tried my luck. I now could contain myself and tested the waters by asking her I could turn around.she smiled cheekily and said I was the client and if I wished to do so I could. It was so intense and was now staring into her big brown eyes as she slowly started teasing my nipples with her finger tips.

First slowly and then more forcefully. I grabbed her hand and guided it towards my now dripping wet pussy. She got the oil and gently poured it on my belly and moved her hands slowly towards my pussy...luckily I had just shaved it that day so it was so smooth and so ready to be teased.

As she started heading down to my now swollen clit I couldn't help my self and touched her pussy bringing her towards me. I had never wanted to lick anyone out so bad and asked her to take her white trousers off. She looked at me and flashed me a wicked smile that said I was pushing it but still obliged.

She slowly pulled her trousers down and I wanted to touch her so much through her White cotton knickers. I couldn't help it and asked her to lower the bed with the lever and brought her hips to my face so that I could give her pussy a good seeing to.

By now she was breathing heavily and as I pulled her knickers to one side I felt my clit pulsating. I greedily pulled her on my face and as she was towering over me I was looking into her eyes as I stuck my tongue up her sweet pussy. I started to lick to get all her sweet juices covering my mouth and licked her clit fast until I could feel it getting harder in my mouth.

As I was now sucking on her pink hard clit I could hear her moaning and playing with her gorgeous firm nipples. As her sweet pussy juices were dripping out all thick and creamy I put my finger up my own pussy whilst licking her out this time faster and hungry for her to explode in my mouth.

I started bringing myself off whilst licking her clit fast and teasing her my tongue I knew it wouldn't be much longer for either of us. I now felt her legs giving in and as she came hard she started shaking and I engulfed her clit in my mouth as felt it pulsate as she let out a yelp.

I couldn't take anymore and took me about twenty seconds of rubbing my clit fast and hard with my fingers until I started coming too. She looked at me and giggled And she pulled up her trousers I thanked her for the massge of my life and even though the knot was still in my neck at least my pussy had got a good seeing to!



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