Part of this is true, but, much is fiction. T
I was getting a massage at an upscale spa in town, as I lay face down, I could feel my muscles unwind from the experienced hands of the masseuse.
I heard the door open and another man took over. When I finally saw him I recognized him as an old friend named Gerald.
His strong hand kneaded my back, as he worked down to my butt it felt better and better. He worked my butt cheeks and I felt myself getting damp “down there”. The towel had moved up exposing my entire ass, without conscious thought I opened my legs and felt the cool air on my already sopping wet pussy. I found myself willing him to work on my hot spot. He was professional and avoided any questionable spots.
I finally opened my legs wider, reached back and put his hand right on my little pussy. He got the idea. In seconds my clit was on fire, I came so hard that I thought I hurt his fingers. Now that the fire was lit I wanted more.
His tongue quickly replaced his fingers and I found my self cumming again and again. His talented tongue rimmed my butt hole between clit licks and further turned me on.
He wore khaki pants and a polo shirt. After I came for the bizzillionth time, he quietly placed the towel back on my butt and resumed the massage.
I was too far gone to stop there, I turned on my side and opened those bulging pants. Out popped a perfect, honest eight inch, dick. The big piece of man meat was curved up slightly and supported a nice big set of low hanging balls
Like a moth to a flame, my lips encircled his bulbous helmet and slid down his thick shaft. I could feel the power in it. I held his huge balls in my hand and worked on his dick feverishly. It didn’t take too long, I felt his balls tighten up and his huge cock began to pump thick rich ball juice into my mouth. I had to swallow as fast as I could for fear that it would run out of my mouth. His cum was actually sweet.
Even as it pumped it’s last drops I felt his dick begin to soften. I was having none of that and I told him so. I put it back in my mouth (as much of it as I could fit) and sucked it back to hard.
I rolled over onto my back, spread my legs and said, “Man up.” True to my request his now rock hard shaft moved forward and began to gently open my inner lips. God! It was big, but oh so nice. He filled me up nicely, the size and the upward curve hit my G spot on the second stroke..OMFG I came on the third stroke and from then on it was like a rolling orgasm. I don’t know how long I continued to cum, but it was a long time. Finally I could feel him getting close. I reached down and squeezed those beautiful balls, that did it, he came at least as much as the first load. I could actually feel the cum hitting deep inside me, that triggered another orgasm.
Without a word, he used the extra towel to clean up my giant cream pie, placed the other towel over my midsection and left the room.
It took me ten minutes to gain the strength to get up and get dressed. I was so fucked out that I had no strength in my legs and had to hold on to things to walk. Somehow I made it to my car and napped there for a while, as I basked in that just well fucked feeling.