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By (user no longer on site) OP 28 weeks ago
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Morning all, I had a Swedish massage whilst on holiday, all very professional, but my mind wandered……
Booked in for an 80 minute Swedish massage in our hotel, arrived in the spa reception to book in, I was led to a round reception suite with mood lighting, the aroma of massage oils and relaxation music.
My masseuse, a petite lady of Far Eastern heritage smiled and gave me the paperwork to complete. She was around 5’ 4” slim build with the most flawless skin you’ve ever seen, her eyes were green and sparkled in a way I’ve never seen.
I selected my massage oil (mango) and I was shown to the massage room. The room was mood lit again, with the same relaxation music piped in. The obligatory paper shorts were provided, I slipped into the shower to put them on and remove my other clothes and watch.
The massage commenced with me facing down, face in the little hole in the table. My masseuse was expert, her hands applying oil and massaging in. I was in my front for what felt like 30 minutes.
At one point the masseuse climbed onto the table with her legs straddling me, to massage my neck and shoulders - I felt her hips rolling across my bottom at she moved up and down, I told myself, behave - think of something else. The sensation was amazing
Once my back was complete I was asked to turn over, which I obliged. A towel was placed over my eyes, my arms, legs and torso. I didn’t think much about it (if at all) at the time, but my penis had rested downwards, towards my left leg.
The front of my body msssage started, lower legs moving to upper legs and inner thigh. The massage was out of this world, very professional. When my inner thigh was being massaged I felt the blood start to flow into my cock, I was getting semi erect, I started to worry.
The towel covering me started to lift, had my cock been flat on my stomach it probably wouldn’t have been noticed…… I didn’t know whether to rearrange myself or leave it - I didn’t know what to do, so I left it as it was. She continued to massage and I continued to grow, my cock was trying to lift the towel and must have been creating quite an arc in the towel cover.
In my mind I so wanted her to ask if she could help me with my problem……..of course, this never happened but I have been fantasising about this ever since! Thoughts of being edged for an hour or so on the massage table, eyes covered………
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