Continued from… Erotic massage date (2)
At first I was ‘earthed’ when Master B ran his hands from my shoulders, down my arms along my legs towards the floor. He did it a couple of times on both sides of my body and strangely enough I felt something ‘heavy’ in my feet. I really believe that I was ‘earthed’, that I was making contact with the earth beneath me, even though we were up on the 9th floor of the hotel. Next I was asked to lie on my stomach, on the bed. A blanket was put over me and then Master B applied pressure to different parts of my body – my feet, my hips, my back. The massage started when he pulled the blanket off my back and buttocks. My back received a lot of attention before the first oil was poured onto my skin. Even though I thought I was relaxed, I somehow must have been tense as gradually I felt myself relaxing. Not only did all nervousness for the evening leave my body, but even some of the tension of the past working week disappeared. Even though I was just laying there, doing nothing, I had a feeling that I was contributing to the massage by ‘opening up’.
Master B’s hands moved down my body towards my buttocks. His fingers slipping in between them caused the first drop of wetness to escape my pussy. Soon my legs were spread and oil was poured onto my buttocks and even between them. By then I was horny, but still very relaxed. I just enjoyed, waited for what would follow. Master B massaged my back, not only with his hands, but also with his body. As he moved towards my head, he licked my ear which caused me to moan. He kissed up and down my spine and moved his nose between my buttocks. That had me panting with desire, but still I stayed still, relaxing, enjoying. My legs were spread wide and my legs were massaged next. I loved how Master B ran his fingers against my pussy every time he moved his hands up my legs. My buttocks also received quite some attention.
Soon the massaging of my back was over. Master B gave me a glass of water and then told me to lie down on my back. He undressed and sat down between my legs. His legs were under mine and he lay my hands on his legs. He started the massage by putting his hands between my breasts and slowly moving then downward. Then he poured oil onto me. His hands touched my breasts, my shoulders, my arms and even my throat. When Master B’s hands ran from between my breasts, down over my belly and his fingers slipped between my pussy lips, I had to stop myself from reacting. I don’t think I succeeded every time. I was incredibly horny and incredibly relaxed. It was such a strange feeling. I wanted to lie there and just enjoy and at the same time I craved to be fucked. I needed an orgasm. The massaging of my breasts and my stomach went on for quite some time and with each time his fingers touched me between my labia or around it, my mind became more focused on his hands.
At last he focused his attention only on my pussy, pushing my labia together, massaging my pussy from the outside. More oil was poured on my pussy and one by one my labia were massaged. My clitoris and the area around it received some attention too. My inner labia also received a soft but firm massage. One finger slipped into my wetness. Master B turned his finger around, touching all inner walls. A second finger was pushed in and gain he firmly turned his fingers around inside me. I moaned. It felt so good. With two fingers buried inside me, massaging my G-spot, Master B put the thumb of his other hand on my clitoris and massaged that. His fingers turned around inside and the pressure on my clitoris increased. My orgasm started to build deep inside me, but unlike what I normally do, I stayed still and just let it build. It washed over me and even though I was entirely relaxed at the point, a new wave of relaxation washed through my body.
Master B turned me on my side and lay down behind me. He held me tight for a while, before he covered my body with the blanket. It has been a long time since I have felt as relaxed as I was at that moment. Relaxed, yet incredibly horny and wanting to be fucked.
When I opened my eyes, Master T was watching me.
“Don’t fall asleep,” He said and smiled.
“Oh I am far from falling asleep,” I said.
I closed my eyes again and when I opened them again, Master T was still smiling at me. He knows me well enough to see that I wanted to say something.
“Just say it,” He said.
“I would like to offer my behind,” I said and immediately knew I would regret it.
Master T took the flogger and I bent over the bed. For the first couple of lashes He had to get the hang of it, but then the hurting started. I don’t know how many lashes I took, but then I could not take it anymore. He told me to take my position again, and I did. More lashes touched me and He commented on how red my buttocks were getting. With one especially painful lash I turned around and flew into His arms. He held me, kissed me and then pushed me back to the bed.
“Master B is waiting,” He said, “be kind to him.”
To be continued… Erotic massage date (4)
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