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

Seond Edition of the Weekly Video

I had to put this one up - its pretty hot!  Please post your comments ;-)

Fruitless Week...

So the two men I had dates with over Friday and the weekend ended up being total duds.  The foot fetish guy was really into my feet as expected.  We went out and ended back at my place on my couch with him giving me a foot rub.  He positioned my feet so that my heels were rubbing up against his growing erection.  HE CAME IN HIS PANTS half way into my foot massage.

  He moaned as he came then pushed my feet off of him and got up and walked out the door.  He didn’t say a word.  Later he texted me apologizing, saying he left because he was so embarrassed.  Ok… #1) you don’t leave a hot woman sitting on her couch after you just jacked off using her feet without saying a word.  #2) you DON’T apologize in a text!!!

   This loser kept texting me, begging for a second chance and I thought, yeah maybe…  He was good enough looking and I enjoyed the conversation, so maybe just one more try.  He came over today for lunch and we had a nice enough conversation, but then he asked me if he could kiss me.  Hmm ok sure, let’s see what he’s got…

   Now, I am the kind of woman that loves kissing.  Kissing in my opinion is an art form in and of itself.  A kiss should include touching, tongue and LOTS of passion.  This guy scooted closer to me on the couch put my feet in his lap and leaned over, his chest up against my arm and then mashed his lips up against mine (maybe it’s my couch??? Should I get another one?).  His lips were wet and sloppy and the kiss was much like I would imagine kissing a fish would be.  Gross.  Then this idiot not realizing that I was pulling away in disgust has the audacity to rub the arch of my foot up against his erection.  He’s damn lucky I didn’t step on him.   Needless to say, he was asked to leave in no uncertain terms. 

   So this other guy I was referring to in the beginning of the post is a man that I met on the beach.  He was gorgeous; 6’ 2” lean athletic build and was playing beach volleyball without his shirt. Mmmmm total yum factor.   I was really looking forward to going out with him.  We set up the date and he was to meet me downtown at one of the many restaurants. 

  I started growing a bit alarmed at the sheer amount of alcohol he was consuming.  I think we were 20 minutes into dinner and he had downed 4 huge lagers.  By the end of the meal he was flat out drunk.  I excused myself to go to the restroom and he was waiting for me in the hallway as I exited.  I stopped, asked him if everything was ok and he leaned /fell into me so that I was up against the wall.  He said that he had never seen a more beautiful woman before and that he couldn’t wait to titty fuck me, while he made a sloppy pass at trying to kiss me – but ended up  banging his head on the wall beside me...

   Sigh… I ended up calling him a cab and walked home.  This guy texts me about four hours later with a picture of his hard cock (which was mouthwatering by the way – 9 inches of thick juicy male - yum) with a message saying that he was waiting for me to come ride him.  Obviously I can’t leave my kids at 3am home by themselves, so I have to pass.  He continues to text me very descriptive things he wants to do to me when he sees me next.

   The next day, he calls to cancel the date we had set up the night before and then asks me if I am using him for sex.  Well let’s see here…  I haven’t actually had sex with him, so can honestly say , “No, I’m not using you for sex”.  In my mind however I am thinking; of course you idiot I am using you for sex!  I am a single mom of three and have a full time career.  I don’t have time for another kid (basically what he would be if I was to be in a relationship with him).  About five hours after him cancelling the date, he sends me a text saying he needs to fuck me and can I come over. 

    WHAT?  Ok so this guy is officially psycho.  I delete and block his number on my phone and thank my lucky stars I dodged that crazy mess.

So long story short no action for yours truly this past weekend/week L    Have a cub scout camping trip planned for this weekend and there are a few single dads going.  I might have an interesting story to tell next week  *wink

Mmmm gotta love those bartenders....

So day two in Vegas and my girlfriend (Kari-Anna) that I haven't seen in years has driven in from Arizona to visit for the day/overnight. My boss still hasn't arrived so that means girls night out and some serious fun!
I put on a dress that shows off my big boobs and long legs. Kari-Anna takes one look at me and turns back around to her clothes and starts looking for something that would show off more of her, laughing at me saying "If you don't get laid tonight wearing THAT - you aren't ever going to! Now I just have to find something that won't let me be completely overshadowed by you. I wish I had your boobs - its so unfair for my little A cups to be next to yours!"
I laugh and help her sex up her outfit and we walk out of my plush hotel room and walk to what looks to be a happening party at an outdoor bar. There is a line to get in, and the bouncer lets us in front of everyone else with a promise of me bending over so he can get a better look at my tatas. We get seated at a small table in the middle of everything and are enjoying scoping out some of the men. Within about 5 minutes however it becomes glaringly apparent that there is a gay convention in town and this is where a large group of gay men chose to party tonight.
Fabulous... Just my luck. Kari-Anna is laughing her ass off because, she wasn't interested in getting laid, she has to fight off her husband most nights. We have ordered food and a drink so we decide to stay for a while and then will go to another place. The bartender who is serving us our drinks is gorgeous; black hair, intense blue eyes and so good looking he has to be gay, that and he hasn't once looked at my boobs practically falling out of my dress. I flirt with him a little and he of course like all bartenders do in order to receive good tips flirts back.
Kari-Anna and I are having so much fun drinking and flirting with all the gay men that we stay for another couple of drinks. One man comes over with his partner and says, "See Bruce THEY ARE REAL!!! Would you let him touch them so I can prove that those magnificent breasts aren't fake?"
Kari-Anna laughing hysterically says, "Whoa there fella's how do we know you two are really gay and not just using this convention as a ploy to feel up the hottest pair of breasts in the place?" The two men look honestly confused and the partner Bruce says, "Well, how can we prove it to you?"
Kari-Anna getting a devilish look in her eyes responds with "Kiss each other, full tongue and fondle each other’s junk." I am nearly on the floor rolling I am laughing so hard and the two men without so much as a raised eyebrow, smile and do as she asked - really getting into it so that I was getting a little uncomfortable. I am watching their packages and am very jealous that they both are so obviously well endowed. Why do all the gorgeous big men have to be gay?
Kari-Anna satisfied that they are indeed gay interrupts their rather heated make out session with "Ok boys, you can feel up my friend now” I laugh and tell Kari-Anna that I am glad she feels so comfortable authorizing strangers to feel me up. She and I laugh as Bruce first pokes at the top of one breast and then with a look of distaste, cups one and jiggles. He looks to his partner and says, "Yep you are right they are real. How can you sit up straight girl, those things have to be heavy!"
I notice that we now have quite the audience and I respond with a smart ass remark about strength training and lots of time at the gym. The two men leave and Kari-Anna and I laugh and discuss the sexual preference of our cute bartender some more. By this point I am drunk and all filters from my brain to my mouth are completely gone.
The bartender returns and I find out that his name is Mark. Dying to determine if he likes women or not, I just blurt it out. "Mark, are you gay or do you like women?" A little shocked he laughs and puts his hand at the small of my back saying, "I am VERY straight."
"Really?" I respond "You have maintained strict eye contact not once even glancing at my boobs!" Kari-Anna interrupts with "Yeah Mark - have you ever seen a better pair?"
Mark finally looks down and with a huge grin says "I can't say that I have seen nicer real breasts before... But, you have amazing green eyes, they are mesmerizing, that is what I was looking at." Satisfied Kari-Anna says "So would you come home with us and fuck Mona tonight?"
Laughing he looks at both of us and says that he would prefer to fuck both of us. Kari-Anna says she can't since she is married, but he is cute enough to make her wish that she wasn't. Intrigued with the prospect of maybe being able to get both of us in bed with him he buys us both a shot of patron and stands and watches as each of us takes turns sensuously liking our hand, sprinkling salt on it and then licking again.
I glance down and see that he has a bulge beginning. I down the shot, suck the lime and then lick my lips very slowly as he stands transfixed watching.
I stand up and ask Mark if he had a problem with taller women and he pushes me back up into the table, effectively making me sit down with my legs straddling him as he grabs my hips and bends down to whisper in my ear "Does that answer your question?"
Totally and completely turned on now, I ask when he gets off work so that he can get off with me. He has another two hours left, but wanted to know what hotel we are staying. I give him all the information, I had to look up my room number in my blackberry (I knew I was going to get seriously drunk with Kari-Anna and we both tend to forget small details like where we are staying and room numbers... so before I started drinking I emailed myself the info).
I pat Marks ass as we leave and tell him to bring some condoms. He says he will and Kari-Anna and I leave the bar walking back in the direction where we think our hotel is. We get completely turned around and walk for an hour before I call a taxi to come get our drunk asses back to the hotel. The taxi driver is seriously amused because the hotel was literally around the corner, but he dutifully takes the fair and makes an easy $5.
Kari-Anna and I crawl into bed and turn on the TV waiting for him. Next thing I know Kari-Anna is jumping up and down, "he's here, he actually showed up!" I try and shush her, not wanting her to embarrass herself if he has overheard.
He is standing at the door still in his black pants and white shirt, but the tie in undone now. He is holding a box of condoms and asks, "Should I have brought more than one box?" I grab him by his shirt and pull him in, kissing him and respond with "You better have more than one box, you're mine tonight!" He smiles and pulls out another box from his front pocket.
He pushes me up against the wall and kisses me senseless. We are interrupted by the sound of retching in the bathroom and Mark says, "I guess that answers that question... We will definitely NOT be having a threesome." I laugh and tell him that I am more than capable of keeping all his attention. We make sure Kari-Anna is ok and in bed and then we walk back to the master bedroom, closing the door.
He looks around, impressed with the room and asks me to strip for him. I start slowly taking my clothes off for him, as he watches. Standing completely naked in front of him, he looks at me quietly and then says, "You honestly are one of the most beautiful women I have ever seen. Thank you for picking me tonight"
I smile and pull him towards me and start taking off his clothes because I want to see him too. He is absolutely gorgeous and absolutely HUNG. He is at least 10" hard and there isn't an ounce of body fat on his athletic frame. He smiles at my reaction to his hard cock, laughing when I kneel down to stroke him. He pulls me back up and says that there is plenty of time for that, he wants inside me first. All for that, I race him to the bed. We get there at the same time, and he pulls me close, pushing me back onto the bed, with him on top holding my head as he begins a delicious onslaught of amazing kisses, pulling at my bottom lip with his teeth before moving down to sample my neck, then my collar bone, moving down to my breasts, cupping them in his hands bringing them up to his mouth, sucking and lightly biting.
I am so wet now, I am aching. I arch my back in ecstasy allowing him to explore my body with his mouth and hands. I feel his hard huge cock against my thigh, and I move slightly so that I am cradling him on the top of my pussy. I reach down and spread my lips so that his cock can massage my clit. He continues kissing and fondling me as I rock slightly back and forth on the tip of his cock.
He reaches down grabbing his cock and increases the speed and pressure of the massage until I scream out with my orgasm. He smiles and says that he loves a loud woman. I need to feel him inside me and ask him to fuck me, which he does readily. I close my eyes totally focused on the feel of him filling me slowly and completely. He leans down kissing me, giving me a chance to adjust to his size and then pulls my legs up onto his shoulders and pushes into me deeper. I moan in sheer delight as he increases his speed, fucking me hard and fast. I cum three times before he is satisfied and asks me to cum with him. He waits until he feels me tightening around him and collapses on top of me breathing heavily.
He rolls off of me onto his back and pulls me over to cuddle until he can recover. I almost fall asleep with my head on his chest listening to the sound of his heart beat. ALMOST… because right about that time his heart beat increases and I look up to see him staring at me. He kisses my forehead and then and asks me to straddle him. Hell yah! Round two – Wohoo! Round two rolls into round three doggie style, round three rolls into round four in the shower. We sleep for a couple of hours and then have round 5 and 6. We must have passed out after that, because the next thing I remember is Kari-Anna knocking on the door asking me if I had to meet my boss at a certain time.
Crap! Its 8am and I have to say goodbye to my wonderful bartender. He takes a shower with me and we discuss how long I am going to be in Vegas and he says that he will come back tonight. Mmmmm gotta love those bartenders.
Cock Size Ranking: Solid 10! Was the best cock to date
Cock Taste Ranking: I don’t know – we never got around to a blowjob – he just wanted to keep fucking me which I was all for.
Orgasm Ranking: Solid 10! I have never had so many mind blowing orgasms in one night. I was so relaxed the next day my boss didn’t even get on my nerves!