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Thursday, March 31, 2011
Massage in Cairns Australia...
So over the weekend I went to a massage parlor that had just opened down the street. As a little Chinese woman was climbing up on top of me digging her knees into my ass while rubbing her forearms over the knots in my back I couldn't help but think of another massage encounter I had when vacationing in Australia last year.
It had been a whirlwind tour over two weeks and after spending numerous hours in buses and planes, I really needed a massage. We had just flown into Cairns, it was raining and 95 degrees, I was hot, tired and given that it was the day before my birthday, I decided to treat myself. I mentioned my need to my hotel suite mate and she held up a brochure saying, "You're in luck! Look they have masseuses you can order up to your room. You order one and I will leave for an hour!"
Perfect! I thought. I accepted the brochure from her and started laughing out loud when I read a little disclaimer on a label at the bottom "All massages are NON-sexual" I repeated the label to my hotel suite mate and she and I laughed in our naivety, finding it funny that they would find it necessary to say such a thing. I picked up the telephone and ordered in a masseuse. I was informed his name was Rick, that he was one of the most experienced on their staff and he would be at my room in 40 minutes. Awesome, just enough time to soak in a hot bath to loosen up my tight muscles.
Right on time, I opened the hotel room door to his knock 40 minutes later. Rick was a short, slender Aborigine man with long fine black hair, dark brown skin and very kind brown eyes. He entered the room and looked around for the best place to set up the table. He chose in front of the big sliding glass windows overlooking the ocean. As he was setting up his table he asked me to take off my clothes. Hmmm... I was accustomed to the US method of massage, where the masseuse left the room and I got under the towel and then he/she re-entered the room when I was covered. I wasn't sure if this was the Oz custom or if he just wanted to get a good look at me.
I stood there staring at him dumbfounded, debating what to do when he looked up questioningly. Oh well, what the hell. He was going to have his hands all over me anyway, what harm would it do if he saw all of me naked at once. Decision made, I pulled off my t shirt, followed by my shorts, then bra and panties. I took my time as I folded my clothes and placed them on my bed. I caught him staring at me hungrily, but dismissed it as his expression changed to that of indifferent professionalism as he helped me position myself for the first part of the massage.
Laying face down, he started massaging with his magic fingers, working my shoulders, moving down to my back, waist then buttocks. In all previous massages, most of the body is covered by a sheet. With this one only my butt was covered at the start. I was almost falling asleep; his massaging relaxing and lulling me into a state of complete surrender. I was so relaxed that it didn't occur to me at first that I no longer had a sheet on my body. His hands massaging my cheeks felt so good, it didn't alarm me when I felt his fingers moving closer to my ass hole; moving closer with each pass, until his massaging spread my butt cheeks and a finger brushed my hole with a feather light touch.
When he saw my intake of breath, he quickly moved on to massaging my lower butt cheeks and thighs. Rick spread my thighs and spent a great deal of time working on the tight muscles in my inner leg, grazing my pussy ever so innocently a couple of times. Never did his fingers linger, and it appeared to be completely accidental, so I let it go and enjoyed, all the while growing wet with his stimulation. He continued, making sure my legs, calves and feet were well taken care of before asking me to turn over.
Rick placed the sheet back over my body and asked me to lie on my back. I maneuvered myself the best I could without losing my cover and lay back awaiting his magic hands. He started by taking the sheet off my leg and hip, lifting the sheet up a little more than was completely necessary. I heard a sharp intake of breath and I opened my eyes to see him staring at my shaved and well manicured pussy. Rick noticing I was watching him hastily let go of the sheet and resumed his massage starting at my foot, lulling me back into complete relaxation.
As he moved up my long legs, the sheet fell to the side completely revealing all my private parts. When he pushed my knees up toward my stomach stretching out my hips I felt his hard cock against my thigh. I looked down at him and saw him pushing up against my thighs to deepen the stretch all the while he stared at my honey pot. He had to have seen how wet I was in that position, and I wasn't surprised when he asked, "Do you need more massage here?" as he touched the outside of my lips.
I didn't answer, just laid my head back and closed my eyes, waiting to see what he would do. He brought my legs back down to the table, and spread them wide. He began massaging one hip, moving slowly in towards my wet pussy. He took his time, slowly touching every part of me exploring and I could hear him breathing hard. Finally, I felt a single finger slide into my wetness, sliding up and down, then circling my engorged clit. He let out a moan as I arched up toward his finger.
Not able to stand it anymore, he leaned down and took my clit gently with his tongue sucking then circling, one hand massaging the area just above his mouth the other making its way down to my slit, two fingers sliding in tentatively. With all this stimulation, I couldn't help but moan aloud and take his head in my hands while he brought me closer towards orgasm.
Rick increased his pace, sliding a third finger inside my wet slit massaging my gspot in time with his licking and sucking of my clit. He expertly brought me to climax and my whole body jerked up in response, yet he continued his ministrations until I started squirting all over his hand. He stopped his sucking of my clit to move down and suck up my juices as I came over and over screaming out. As I lay there stunned, he ran his hands up my hips, to my waist and says, "I will die if I don't get to touch your stunning breasts right now" then took both breasts in his hands and pushes them together licking first one nipple then the next.
I was still having little aftershocks from such an intense cum session, and so distracted with my breast massage that I didn't hear my suite mate start to unlock the door. Next thing I know, Rick is scrambling to get a sheet over me and position himself behind the table to hide his raging hard on. He was starting to massage my shoulders and neck as my suite mate entered the room. She asked if she had come back too early, and Rick responded, "I am almost done, about another minute. You can stay."
He finished by massaging my head and neck, then excused himself to the bathroom. I lay there completely relaxed and satisfied while my suite mate chattered on happily, "So how was your massage? I went for a walk down on the boardwalk, and did you know they have signs posted warning of Salt Water Crocks? Apparently people have been eaten walking along the ocean! Oh, also -did you know that they have giant fruit bats that fly around in flocks like our seagulls do back home? Very draconian!" Her chatter continued on as I lifted myself up off the table and got dressed.
I went to get my wallet to pay Rick (did I just hire a prostitute without realizing it?) and handed him the agreed upon fee when he exited the bathroom. He took the money, packed up his belongings and as I was closing the door and out of earshot of my suite mate, he handed me my money back and said, " I couldn't possibly accept any payment from you. Thank you for allowing me to taste your amazing body. I will never forget you" and then walked away.
Cock Size Ranking: Honestly have no idea...
Cock Taste Ranking: Again, no idea... Guess I should have asked him how I tasted. lol
Orgasm Ranking: 7! Got to have 2 different types of orgasms - which were AWESOME, but would have loved to have been penetrated too
It had been a whirlwind tour over two weeks and after spending numerous hours in buses and planes, I really needed a massage. We had just flown into Cairns, it was raining and 95 degrees, I was hot, tired and given that it was the day before my birthday, I decided to treat myself. I mentioned my need to my hotel suite mate and she held up a brochure saying, "You're in luck! Look they have masseuses you can order up to your room. You order one and I will leave for an hour!"
Perfect! I thought. I accepted the brochure from her and started laughing out loud when I read a little disclaimer on a label at the bottom "All massages are NON-sexual" I repeated the label to my hotel suite mate and she and I laughed in our naivety, finding it funny that they would find it necessary to say such a thing. I picked up the telephone and ordered in a masseuse. I was informed his name was Rick, that he was one of the most experienced on their staff and he would be at my room in 40 minutes. Awesome, just enough time to soak in a hot bath to loosen up my tight muscles.
Right on time, I opened the hotel room door to his knock 40 minutes later. Rick was a short, slender Aborigine man with long fine black hair, dark brown skin and very kind brown eyes. He entered the room and looked around for the best place to set up the table. He chose in front of the big sliding glass windows overlooking the ocean. As he was setting up his table he asked me to take off my clothes. Hmmm... I was accustomed to the US method of massage, where the masseuse left the room and I got under the towel and then he/she re-entered the room when I was covered. I wasn't sure if this was the Oz custom or if he just wanted to get a good look at me.
I stood there staring at him dumbfounded, debating what to do when he looked up questioningly. Oh well, what the hell. He was going to have his hands all over me anyway, what harm would it do if he saw all of me naked at once. Decision made, I pulled off my t shirt, followed by my shorts, then bra and panties. I took my time as I folded my clothes and placed them on my bed. I caught him staring at me hungrily, but dismissed it as his expression changed to that of indifferent professionalism as he helped me position myself for the first part of the massage.
Laying face down, he started massaging with his magic fingers, working my shoulders, moving down to my back, waist then buttocks. In all previous massages, most of the body is covered by a sheet. With this one only my butt was covered at the start. I was almost falling asleep; his massaging relaxing and lulling me into a state of complete surrender. I was so relaxed that it didn't occur to me at first that I no longer had a sheet on my body. His hands massaging my cheeks felt so good, it didn't alarm me when I felt his fingers moving closer to my ass hole; moving closer with each pass, until his massaging spread my butt cheeks and a finger brushed my hole with a feather light touch.
When he saw my intake of breath, he quickly moved on to massaging my lower butt cheeks and thighs. Rick spread my thighs and spent a great deal of time working on the tight muscles in my inner leg, grazing my pussy ever so innocently a couple of times. Never did his fingers linger, and it appeared to be completely accidental, so I let it go and enjoyed, all the while growing wet with his stimulation. He continued, making sure my legs, calves and feet were well taken care of before asking me to turn over.
Rick placed the sheet back over my body and asked me to lie on my back. I maneuvered myself the best I could without losing my cover and lay back awaiting his magic hands. He started by taking the sheet off my leg and hip, lifting the sheet up a little more than was completely necessary. I heard a sharp intake of breath and I opened my eyes to see him staring at my shaved and well manicured pussy. Rick noticing I was watching him hastily let go of the sheet and resumed his massage starting at my foot, lulling me back into complete relaxation.
As he moved up my long legs, the sheet fell to the side completely revealing all my private parts. When he pushed my knees up toward my stomach stretching out my hips I felt his hard cock against my thigh. I looked down at him and saw him pushing up against my thighs to deepen the stretch all the while he stared at my honey pot. He had to have seen how wet I was in that position, and I wasn't surprised when he asked, "Do you need more massage here?" as he touched the outside of my lips.
I didn't answer, just laid my head back and closed my eyes, waiting to see what he would do. He brought my legs back down to the table, and spread them wide. He began massaging one hip, moving slowly in towards my wet pussy. He took his time, slowly touching every part of me exploring and I could hear him breathing hard. Finally, I felt a single finger slide into my wetness, sliding up and down, then circling my engorged clit. He let out a moan as I arched up toward his finger.
Not able to stand it anymore, he leaned down and took my clit gently with his tongue sucking then circling, one hand massaging the area just above his mouth the other making its way down to my slit, two fingers sliding in tentatively. With all this stimulation, I couldn't help but moan aloud and take his head in my hands while he brought me closer towards orgasm.
Rick increased his pace, sliding a third finger inside my wet slit massaging my gspot in time with his licking and sucking of my clit. He expertly brought me to climax and my whole body jerked up in response, yet he continued his ministrations until I started squirting all over his hand. He stopped his sucking of my clit to move down and suck up my juices as I came over and over screaming out. As I lay there stunned, he ran his hands up my hips, to my waist and says, "I will die if I don't get to touch your stunning breasts right now" then took both breasts in his hands and pushes them together licking first one nipple then the next.
I was still having little aftershocks from such an intense cum session, and so distracted with my breast massage that I didn't hear my suite mate start to unlock the door. Next thing I know, Rick is scrambling to get a sheet over me and position himself behind the table to hide his raging hard on. He was starting to massage my shoulders and neck as my suite mate entered the room. She asked if she had come back too early, and Rick responded, "I am almost done, about another minute. You can stay."
He finished by massaging my head and neck, then excused himself to the bathroom. I lay there completely relaxed and satisfied while my suite mate chattered on happily, "So how was your massage? I went for a walk down on the boardwalk, and did you know they have signs posted warning of Salt Water Crocks? Apparently people have been eaten walking along the ocean! Oh, also -did you know that they have giant fruit bats that fly around in flocks like our seagulls do back home? Very draconian!" Her chatter continued on as I lifted myself up off the table and got dressed.
I went to get my wallet to pay Rick (did I just hire a prostitute without realizing it?) and handed him the agreed upon fee when he exited the bathroom. He took the money, packed up his belongings and as I was closing the door and out of earshot of my suite mate, he handed me my money back and said, " I couldn't possibly accept any payment from you. Thank you for allowing me to taste your amazing body. I will never forget you" and then walked away.
Cock Size Ranking: Honestly have no idea...
Cock Taste Ranking: Again, no idea... Guess I should have asked him how I tasted. lol
Orgasm Ranking: 7! Got to have 2 different types of orgasms - which were AWESOME, but would have loved to have been penetrated too
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