What's 'Spanish'?
A few months ago a new massage place opened up in North Brisbane, and their advertisement offered something called Spanish-style massage. I've heard of Swedish massage, Tantric, Lomi Lomi and a few others, but I was intrigued by this. The price was $100 for an hour, which is expensive. I had to know more. I called them.
"What's 'Spanish' massage? I asked.
The receptionist replied that it involved body to body massage with minimal use of hands. I pushed for more info, but she was reluctant (possibly sensing trouble with the law.) I made an appointment and headed over.
A beautiful, short blonde with great tits met me at the door, and ushered me into the room, which was a typical massage parlour room, including dim lights, a table, sink, oils, and new-age music playing. She asked me to get undressed and lie down on the table, and promised to return. After I stripped there was a knock at the door and the blonde re-entered, wearing a bathrobe and accompanied by a hot looking Asian girl, fully clothed. The blonde told me that, as they were a new establishment, they were still in the training phase, and wondered if it was okay for Suki to watch and learn. "Sure." I allowed. "Provided she gets naked too. You'll be naked, I'm naked, it's only fair."
The blonde started to protest, but Suki smiled and stripped quickly, revealing a smoking hot body. I was asked to lie face down, and the massage commenced. True to their word, there was very little touching from the blonde's hands. She oiled my back, oiled her front, climbed on the table, and proceeded to squirm all over me. It was heavenly, not only from the pleasurable feeling of skin to skin, but also knowing we were being watched by a naked hottie.
After what seemed a very short half hour, the blonde climbed off and asked me to turn over. I'd been thinking about Suki constantly, and that gave me a raging hard-on. The masseusse noticed, and poured oil all over it, and on my chest and legs. She climbed on again. Her beautiful tits were her main tool, first rubbing up from my feet to my thighs, grazing my cock, then drawing sexy circles on my chest and face. I looked at Suki, who was concentrating on absorbing the technique, but also had her hand on her pussy, gently rubbing herself. The masseusse was up to the point of the massage when it was my cock's turn for attention, and she was doing a fantastic job of that, with the weapon of choice changing from breasts to pussy. She began sliding the outside of her smooth pussy up and down the underside of my cock.
All the while the blonde would give instructions to Suki when she thought a teaching moment had arrived, but now she stopped and closed her eyes, moaning slightly. She was still sliding up and down my cock, but then she manouvered her pussy opening over the tip, gave in to temptation, and engulfed my tool with a sigh. I didn't think this was part of the service on offer, and quickly found out it wasn't. She turned to Suki and asked her to slide a finger into her ass, and judging by the reaction, a groan and a spasm, Suki was an obedient student. The blonde started coming, then opened her eyes and remembered where she was and what her responsibilities were.
"This is not usually part of it!" she said to Suki in a panic, but lust took over, and she kept on enjoying her orgasm. Her vaginal muscles were proving too much for my self-control, and my hips started to buck.
"Hey, you're not coming too, are you?" The blonde asked in a panic. I kept going, past the point of no return. She didn't want my come inside of her, and dived forward, her heaving breasts on my face.
"Oh NO!" I thought, she's left me high and dry mid blow. I couldn't stop the rush, so I gave in to the notion of an unsatisfying orgasm. Just then, I felt a hand grab onto my cock, and a mouth covering it, with a blowjob that should have been featured in an instructional video. It was Suki to the rescue, and I came and came, filling her expert mouth to bursting. The blonde turned around and said to her apprentice, "You're gonna fit in well here, baby."
September 6, 2010, 1:48 pm
This is the fifth story of many real stories I have to share. They are in order here:
http://xhamster.com/user/stephm/posts/8226.html
http://xhamster.com/user/stephm/posts/8346.html
http://xhamster.com/user/stephm/posts/13130.html
http://xhamster.com/user/stephm/posts/13370.html
These are real events that happened to me personally, however since they happened at various points throughout the years, I might forget a detail or two and I might make certain details a little more grandiose. But all of the important, major stuff is forever etched in my mind. All names are, of course, comple
February 9, 2010, 8:34 pm
(This was written to be read by a women - but hey, if men want to get their kicks from it too then whatever floats your boat...)
"Phew, what a day!" you gladly collapse into the chair in the kitchen and stretch your arms above your head before leaning back and closing your eyes. You can feel yourself drifting off to sl**p and into a dream where a thousands hands and lips tend to your naked body. A smile forms as in a state of half-sl**p you adjust your body to a more comfortable position and slyly slip a hand down the front of your trousers. But when your head makes contact
February 5, 2010, 1:15 am
Chapter 7
"Delightful, Mandy ..." Prinz said and glanced at his watch. The girl's
voice droned incessantly and Prinz smiled as her c***dlike excitement
came to him over the phone.
"And we were wondering, Doctor ... would you like to join us this
weekend?"
Prinz felt a rush of excitement, but he suppressed it as he reminded
himself that business and pleasure should only be conducted in one's
offices--in private. "I ... I'm afraid that wouldn't be possible, dear,"
he told her in an apologetic tone. "It really wouldn't b
February 5, 2010, 1:14 am
Chapter 6
The sun had set as Prinz pulled onto the Coast Highway. He leaned
forward to turn on the driving lights of his automobile, and as the
traffic thinned, he looked up the highway to see a pair of hitchhikers
standing beside the road. At first, he thought the hikers were two
longhaired boys, but as he drew closer, he saw they were girls dressed
in shirts and jeans.
Pulling onto the shoulder, Prinz leaned over and opened the door of his
Mercedes. Breathlessly, the girls ran to the car and peered in. "I'm
only going a few miles, but you might have better luck catch
February 5, 2010, 1:10 am
Chapter 4
Following an early swim and his daily two-mile jog along the beach, Dr.
Prinz arrived at his offices at a few minutes before ten A.M. He found
his receptionist, Karen, sitting behind her desk, wearing a thin smile
and a subdued look.
"Good morning, my dear," he said cheerily as he stopped beside her desk.
The girl's face flushed lightly as she looked up and thought, I wonder
what he'd think if I told him what happened last night? She nodded, then
gestured as she replied, "Ah ... good morning, Doctor ..." and her face
flushed deeply as hi
