Stiff Muscles
I have always heard stories about people getting massages and paying a little for a "happy ending". I figured it was just a common fantasy. I was on a Caribbean cruise and had scheduled a sea day massage for the afternoon. I had many of these on prior vacations, and I expected a relaxing massage before our formal night dinner. I was lead to a private room, and stripped off my robe and swim suit before climbing onto the table. The pretty masseuse waited patiently for me to settle face down and covered my butt with a short towel. The warm, massage fragrant oil was applied all over my back and she went to work. I felt the stress begin to leave my body immediately. She worked by shoulders, neck and upper back with skill. I was nearly asleep when the short towel was removed, and she began working on my lower back, buttocks and legs.
I was very relaxed as her hands slid all over my well oiled skin, pushing on any signs of muscular tightness. She began to work on my legs, and it felt great. She parted my legs to get to my inner thighs and my big balls flopped onto the pad with a light thump. She ignored it, and kept working. Her hands worked their way higher until she was applying more oil to her hands before smoothing it all over my butt. I felt some running down my ass crack and it aroused me. My cock began to harden and pulsate with each beat of my heart. Before long, I had a truly magnificent erection complete with beads of precum oozing from the throbbing tip. She continued her deep tissue massage of my round buttocks for another five minutes and then asked me if I was ready to flip over. I told her, "Maybe not..", concerned about the raging hardon I was pinning down. She asked, "Why not?", and rather than answer, I simply rolled over, causing my boner to spring up like a missile ready to launch. She was completely unfazed, and told me, "No worries, it is a very common reaction to the stimulation of a massage." She assured me it was okay.
I closed my eyes as she continued her expert work. She avoided touching my cock and balls, but got within inches as she did her magic. I just concentrated on the sensation of her hands all over me, kneading my body like a baker kneads dough. My cock stood at attention the whole time, and even began to leak a steady flow of precum that ran down my shaft and collected at the root of my cock. I noticed that she was staring at my monument to manhood as she worked in sacred silence. She had massaged every bit of body except for the stiffest muscle I have. She whispered, "Would you like me to help you with your problem? It looks uncomfortable." I smiled, and told her, "It won't take much, I promise".
All she did was apply oil to her hand and distribute it onto my cock and balls, causing me to explode within seconds. She caught most of my ejaculation in a small towel, and milked my cock until the last drop was out. She smiled, and told me that she hoped I enjoyed her service, and that I would come back soon. She left me to dress, and my head was still spinning from my trip to paradise. I found her at the service desk of the spa and paid my charge, and gave her a $100 cash tip, which made her coworkers swoon. It was a seven day cruise, and I wanted to get at least one more massage, but they were booked solid. I can see why.
I was very relaxed as her hands slid all over my well oiled skin, pushing on any signs of muscular tightness. She began to work on my legs, and it felt great. She parted my legs to get to my inner thighs and my big balls flopped onto the pad with a light thump. She ignored it, and kept working. Her hands worked their way higher until she was applying more oil to her hands before smoothing it all over my butt. I felt some running down my ass crack and it aroused me. My cock began to harden and pulsate with each beat of my heart. Before long, I had a truly magnificent erection complete with beads of precum oozing from the throbbing tip. She continued her deep tissue massage of my round buttocks for another five minutes and then asked me if I was ready to flip over. I told her, "Maybe not..", concerned about the raging hardon I was pinning down. She asked, "Why not?", and rather than answer, I simply rolled over, causing my boner to spring up like a missile ready to launch. She was completely unfazed, and told me, "No worries, it is a very common reaction to the stimulation of a massage." She assured me it was okay.
I closed my eyes as she continued her expert work. She avoided touching my cock and balls, but got within inches as she did her magic. I just concentrated on the sensation of her hands all over me, kneading my body like a baker kneads dough. My cock stood at attention the whole time, and even began to leak a steady flow of precum that ran down my shaft and collected at the root of my cock. I noticed that she was staring at my monument to manhood as she worked in sacred silence. She had massaged every bit of body except for the stiffest muscle I have. She whispered, "Would you like me to help you with your problem? It looks uncomfortable." I smiled, and told her, "It won't take much, I promise".
All she did was apply oil to her hand and distribute it onto my cock and balls, causing me to explode within seconds. She caught most of my ejaculation in a small towel, and milked my cock until the last drop was out. She smiled, and told me that she hoped I enjoyed her service, and that I would come back soon. She left me to dress, and my head was still spinning from my trip to paradise. I found her at the service desk of the spa and paid my charge, and gave her a $100 cash tip, which made her coworkers swoon. It was a seven day cruise, and I wanted to get at least one more massage, but they were booked solid. I can see why.
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