I am a 24-year-old office worker in a city.
Due to my job using a computer, I suffer from severe shoulder stiffness,
so I often go for massages.
I also get oil massages, but
it's always female masseuses.
This is a story from when I was on a business trip to a rural area.
I was tired from work,
so I requested a massage at the hotel.
Of course, I intended it to be a wholesome experience...
When I asked at the front desk,
they said, "We only have male masseurs available at the moment, is that okay?"
I thought, well, maybe a male masseur would be nice for a change.
So I answered, "Yes, please."
Thirty minutes later, there was a knock, and when I opened the door,
in came a fair-skinned, slender, bespectacled man who looked serious (early 30s?).
He was a bit my type, haha.
By the way, I was wearing a thin hotel bathrobe over my underwear.
The massage started with the soles of my feet.
The masseur was very skilled, and it felt better than the massages I usually get.
Maybe it was because I was tired and he was a man, haha.
He asked casually, "Are you on a business trip?" or
"Where are you from?"
He chatted in a friendly manner, which made me very relaxed.
He gently asked, "How is it? Does it hurt?"
while massaging my soles, calves, arms, and waist carefully.
Time flew by, and
he said, "It's about time to finish, would you like to extend the session?"
It felt so good that
I answered without hesitation, "Yes, please." haha.
He asked, "I would like to massage your whole body, is it okay to remove the bathrobe?"
I answered, "Please do,"
and with a bit of excitement, I took off the bathrobe and lay face down in just my bra and panties.
The masseur said,
"Well, I'll start, but if there's any discomfort, please let me know immediately."
He was serious.
I felt reassured and relaxed.
After massaging my thighs and waist,
he touched my back and asked,
"It's a bit in the way, may I remove this?"
I thought for a moment, but since I was lying face down, I thought it was okay and answered,
"Yes," and he unhooked my bra strap.
He then massaged my back and the sides of my bust thoroughly,
and said, "I'll do your stomach next, so please turn over."
I thought, if I turn over like this, my chest will be fully exposed... but it felt awkward to refuse, so I turned over.
I was topless with just my panties on. Of course, my chest was fully exposed.
He massaged my stomach and gradually moved up,
massaging around my bust from the sides of my stomach.
He asked, "May I massage your chest as well?"
I was feeling good, so I answered, "Yes."
The chest massage began.
It felt genuinely good...
Maybe because his hands were big and warm?
I started to get excited, which never happens with female masseuses.
My nipples started to stand up.
I was embarrassed and kept looking to the side, but
the masseur was so skilled that I almost let out a sound of pleasure.
But since it was a regular massage, I thought it would be weird to make a sound, so
I desperately held back.
After the chest massage, he moved to my stomach and then my thighs,
and when he started massaging the inner thighs near the groin,
I started to feel strange,
and without realizing it, my legs began to open.
Seeing this, the masseur seemed to get excited too?
He asked in a small voice, "If you wish, I can do this part too..."
while lightly touching my private area.
I was feeling good and excited, so
though embarrassed, I nodded slightly.
Then the masseur suddenly began to remove my panties.
He spread my legs wide and started to touch my private area seriously!
When he started to play with my clitoris,
I was already switched on,
and I let out a sound, "Ahh, that feels good there."
Hearing that, the masseur's hand movements became even more intense.
Then his fingers entered my private area.
Maybe because of the embarrassment, I was wetter than usual,
and when his fingers entered, a lewd sound was made.
"Haaah"
I couldn't help but let out a sound and squirmed my hips.
Every time his fingers moved in and out, there was a squishy sound,
and that sound made me even more excited,
and I climaxed within 2 or 3 minutes of his fingers entering.
He gently asked, "Did it feel good?"
and I blushed despite my age.
