Well, my intention when I registered on the page was something else. But since it didn't happen, and curious about what's up, I found a space for sharing stories, so I'll tell you a brief experience.
2016, vacation with a friend at a popular hotel in Uruguay.
The idea was to spend 3 days of rest and relaxation.
Spa, pool, massages, good food, great plan without a doubt.
Although it was only 3 days, and a fairly monotonous plan, the last Sunday something very interesting happened.
Every day's plan was breakfast, spa, a little gym, sauna, and immediately massages and pool.
One, at first like everyone who is new to something, does it with some timidity.
I mean, the first day, everything, permission, please, modesty, and so on.
By the third day, my friend and I were walking around in bikinis from here to there, a towel or not much more.
It wasn't different going from sauna to massages.
Immediately, because of habit and previous experience, we were lying down face down without a bra (if with the lower part of the bikini) in each individual box waiting for the masseuses.
Something interesting happened when that third day, the permission and subsequent curtain movement was made by a male voice.
Lifting my head quickly and covering my breasts with one arm to see who it was. And yes, it was definitely a man.
Forty-ish, well-groomed physically, normal aesthetics, and a very natural attitude.
Obviously I turned red with embarrassment, which he noticed and quickly asked if I minded him being there, saying that if I did, when the other girl finished with my friend, he would continue with me.
In that state of embarrassment, I obviously said it didn't bother me.
With great care and subtlety, he started giving me massages, back/neck, much more pleasant than the two previous days.
Clearly, he was also enjoying it.
The massage continued, back, lower back, waist... legs.
Never an insinuation, never a hand a little further. Always respectful, always professional, which only made me want more. It wasn't the typical desperate man who we often escape from.
Time passed, massages... caresses had already continued at this height. I was totally relaxed and obviously hot. This state ended when I started to realize that I was getting wet, and that's when I started praying that the bikini would hold up and not betray me or, rather, confirm my state with proof.
Immediately after hearing that my friend had finished her session, for the first time I heard her voice telling me if she was enjoying it. Clearly, the bikini had sold me out.
Next, she started moving my hips/Booty from right to left, down and up, using her two hands on either side of my hip.
The same sensation as being intimate but without penetration.
I couldn't hold back, a moan escaped me.
And next, I rotated again, already no longer covering my breasts, looking at her fixedly, which was enough for her to understand.
Grabbing the thong with her two fingers, between my two breasts and moving closer with her mouth to my ear, she told me if I didn't moan, she could keep going. Next, she buried her two fingers in me.
She started fingering me with a subtlety that no one had ever done before, I was dying to scream, but I had to fulfill what we had agreed on.
Every now and then, I would look up to see what she was doing, and I'd see her barely touching herself, due to the force of both of us.
I let myself be carried away, already very wet and almost cumming, I incorporated and subtly asked her to fuck me.
She replied that she couldn't, that she would lose her job. I couldn't believe it, but I let myself be carried away, using her fingers very well.
It had been about 5 minutes more, and with the sound of someone else arriving at the box next door to give massages, I was still enjoying it. I didn't want to stop, and without moaning a little, I finished.
Without finishing enjoying it, she appeared in front of me, made a gesture of silence, and while doing so, she touched herself, took it out, and put it in my mouth, with her hand on the back of my neck, she started very subtly fingering my mouth. Next, she took it out, touched herself, brought me towards her with her hand, put it back in my mouth, and finished.
I didn't have time to react, and there I was, wet, face down, and with The cum blowout. He bent down, gave me a kiss on the forehead, and with an after that we'll see, he bid farewell. I stayed there, enjoying the moment, which was cut short when we asked if there was someone in the box to pass something through. I got up, wiped myself off, dried the bed sheet. I drank and cleaned my mouth, put on my bra, wrapped myself in a towel, and left quickly. Out there, my friend was waiting for me, obviously never found out. The only conclusion she would have drawn from my smile is that I had a better time than her.
I hope you enjoyed it, if so, there will be more experiences. Kisses! Vic
2016, vacation with a friend at a popular hotel in Uruguay.
The idea was to spend 3 days of rest and relaxation.
Spa, pool, massages, good food, great plan without a doubt.
Although it was only 3 days, and a fairly monotonous plan, the last Sunday something very interesting happened.
Every day's plan was breakfast, spa, a little gym, sauna, and immediately massages and pool.
One, at first like everyone who is new to something, does it with some timidity.
I mean, the first day, everything, permission, please, modesty, and so on.
By the third day, my friend and I were walking around in bikinis from here to there, a towel or not much more.
It wasn't different going from sauna to massages.
Immediately, because of habit and previous experience, we were lying down face down without a bra (if with the lower part of the bikini) in each individual box waiting for the masseuses.
Something interesting happened when that third day, the permission and subsequent curtain movement was made by a male voice.
Lifting my head quickly and covering my breasts with one arm to see who it was. And yes, it was definitely a man.
Forty-ish, well-groomed physically, normal aesthetics, and a very natural attitude.
Obviously I turned red with embarrassment, which he noticed and quickly asked if I minded him being there, saying that if I did, when the other girl finished with my friend, he would continue with me.
In that state of embarrassment, I obviously said it didn't bother me.
With great care and subtlety, he started giving me massages, back/neck, much more pleasant than the two previous days.
Clearly, he was also enjoying it.
The massage continued, back, lower back, waist... legs.
Never an insinuation, never a hand a little further. Always respectful, always professional, which only made me want more. It wasn't the typical desperate man who we often escape from.
Time passed, massages... caresses had already continued at this height. I was totally relaxed and obviously hot. This state ended when I started to realize that I was getting wet, and that's when I started praying that the bikini would hold up and not betray me or, rather, confirm my state with proof.
Immediately after hearing that my friend had finished her session, for the first time I heard her voice telling me if she was enjoying it. Clearly, the bikini had sold me out.
Next, she started moving my hips/Booty from right to left, down and up, using her two hands on either side of my hip.
The same sensation as being intimate but without penetration.
I couldn't hold back, a moan escaped me.
And next, I rotated again, already no longer covering my breasts, looking at her fixedly, which was enough for her to understand.
Grabbing the thong with her two fingers, between my two breasts and moving closer with her mouth to my ear, she told me if I didn't moan, she could keep going. Next, she buried her two fingers in me.
She started fingering me with a subtlety that no one had ever done before, I was dying to scream, but I had to fulfill what we had agreed on.
Every now and then, I would look up to see what she was doing, and I'd see her barely touching herself, due to the force of both of us.
I let myself be carried away, already very wet and almost cumming, I incorporated and subtly asked her to fuck me.
She replied that she couldn't, that she would lose her job. I couldn't believe it, but I let myself be carried away, using her fingers very well.
It had been about 5 minutes more, and with the sound of someone else arriving at the box next door to give massages, I was still enjoying it. I didn't want to stop, and without moaning a little, I finished.
Without finishing enjoying it, she appeared in front of me, made a gesture of silence, and while doing so, she touched herself, took it out, and put it in my mouth, with her hand on the back of my neck, she started very subtly fingering my mouth. Next, she took it out, touched herself, brought me towards her with her hand, put it back in my mouth, and finished.
I didn't have time to react, and there I was, wet, face down, and with The cum blowout. He bent down, gave me a kiss on the forehead, and with an after that we'll see, he bid farewell. I stayed there, enjoying the moment, which was cut short when we asked if there was someone in the box to pass something through. I got up, wiped myself off, dried the bed sheet. I drank and cleaned my mouth, put on my bra, wrapped myself in a towel, and left quickly. Out there, my friend was waiting for me, obviously never found out. The only conclusion she would have drawn from my smile is that I had a better time than her.
I hope you enjoyed it, if so, there will be more experiences. Kisses! Vic
39 comentários - Noche de veda, noche de confesiones.
Sutil, real, prohibido.
realmente fue como estar ahí....
gracias!
Pausible. Fui masajista y oporrunidades no faltaron, no llegue a tanto.
Te dejo 10 ptos
uff.. que momento tan exitante
me encanto.. y el morbo de lo prohibido y toda la situacion.. el silencio... tremendo!!!
me encanto!!!
te sigo
Besos y gracias por compartir!