Date: Thu, 3 Aug 2006 11:14:59 -0700 (PDT)
From: Anon Female
Subject: Special Massage

As a pro swimmer, I'm used to seeing naked women in the showers after
practice. I never show I'm turned on by the sight , I just hold the images
in my mind until I return to the privacy of my own home, where I frequently
reach the sweetest orgasms fantasizing those naked bodies under the running
water of the showers.

Once, during practice I got a cramp at my leg and I had to get out of the
swimming pool. The pain didn't go away so my trainer suggested that I went
for a massage in the private massage saloon. He sent for the new masseur. I
hadn't seen her before. She was slim and shorter than me, with natural
blonde hair and I found her really cute. I was still wearing my swimming
suit so she told me to take it off and get myself a towel instead so that I
fell more relaxed.

Although she was a stranger to me, I had no trouble undressing in front of
her. Years of dressing and undressing among other naked women had made me
immune to shyness. But something in her look made me feel a bit different,
like she was inspecting my body. I took the white towel she handed me and
wrapped it around me.

"You'll have to sit on the bed first to see where exactly you got a cramp",
she told me and so I did.

She started massaging my calves while asking if it hurt there or there. She
continued upwards to my thighs and that was where it hurt.

"Hmm, a cramp at your left thigh, that's bad... Don't worry, some massaging
can do wonders", she said cheerfully. "Lie on your stomach and I'll massage
your thighs; you'll feel better before you know it"

I lied down pronely and she begun massaging my left thigh. At first it hurt
quite a bit, but she was right, I soon felt a lot better. I liked her
touch, though, so I didn't tell her to stop just yet. She continued
massaging my right thigh as well.

"Does it feel better?", she asked but I'm sure she knew the answer.

"Yes, but please don't stop just yet"

"Of course I won't; a massage should last more than ten minutes to take
full effect." she said and continued.

I was now able to relax, since it didn't hurt anymore, and feel her hands
on my thighs. Her motions where circular, starting from just above the back
of my knee to just below my bottom. Some movement also covered the inner
part of my thighs, with her fingers touching just outside my pussylips. It
was so relaxing and I was so enjoying it. My mind took me so far that I
started to get wet before I even realized it. My juices run so affluent
that they reached outside around my pussy and wet my masseur's fingers.

"Oh, what's this?", she exclaimed, looking at her glistening
fingers. "Where did it come from?", she asked and she experimentally
touched me again near my pussy to see if it came from there.

"I'm so sorry!", I blushed as soon as I realized what happened. "I don't
know what to say..."

"It's ok, dear, it has happened to me too. Massages can be very
stimulating, especially when they are done near this sensitive area", she
said touching my pussy. "Turn around and I'll wipe the juices"

I turned around and lied on my back, the towel still wrapped around me. I
was so relaxed from the massage so the feeling of awkwardness left quickly
and her unreserved way made me feel comfortable with what was happening. As
I lay there with my legs straight on the bed and my hands holding the towel
on my breast, the masseur took hold of a bottom tip of the towel and begun
wiping my pussy from the juices. She did this, bended over me, with her
face very close to my crotch and her eyes on my pussy.

"You have a very nice pussy, if I may say so", she said and continued
wiping my pussy. Only her movements gradually changed from that of wiping
to that of actually rubbing my pussy with the tip of the towel. Instead of
the juices being wiped off, more were produced. My hands despite of myself
started fondling my breasts, first on top of the towel, but it was not long
before I lowered the towel and started playfully pinching my already hard
nipples. The welcoming feeling between my legs made them spread apart by
themselves and now my masseur had full access to my pussy.

She got on the bed, placed her face between my legs, and -oh what a
sensation- started licking my pussy. With her fingers she spread my
pussylips and sucked my clit. I could feel her tongue roaming through my
inner lips, occasionally entering my pussy. Her other hand's fingers were
there to help her by massaging my asshole while sucking, licking, lapping
and tongue-fucking me. She then took hold of the tip of the towel from
below and pulled it enough to reach my pussy. She pushed the tip inside me
and with a finger she rhythmically pulled and pushed it, fucking my pussy
with the towel.

The towel friction inside my pussy and its brushing against my asshole,
with the continuous licking and clit sucking, sent me to an unforgettable
climax and I soon covered my masseur's face with my cum.

We remained motionless for a few seconds. I with my eyes closed, my hands
clasping my breasts, and she with her face between my legs, her tongue
collecting the remaining dripping juices. It was my first time climaxing in
the company of another woman... And undoubtedly it wouldn't be my last!


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