Latin-Angel - An Unforgettable Visit to the Salon

It was one of those days when I was just out and about in town, minding my own business—but my body had other ideas. I’d been so incredibly horny and aroused all morning that even the slightest movement steered my thoughts in a very specific direction. I was just so incredibly horny again that I was literally looking for an opportunity to finally relieve that pressure.

And it was in exactly this state that I walked past a small massage parlor. Without thinking twice, I followed my impulse, opened the door, and went inside.

The first eye contact

No sooner had I entered the room than my eyes met the masseur’s— and my heart skipped a beat. He was an absolutely attractive guy, well-built and damn hot. But I immediately noticed that he walked somewhat awkwardly and conspicuously. Every time he put weight on his right leg, he grimaced ever so slightly. My curiosity—and, to be honest, my hunting instinct—was immediately piqued.

I walked up to him, gave him a charming smile, and asked in an innocent voice what he’d done to himself. He sighed briefly, smiled gratefully back, and explained that he’d suffered a nasty thigh strain while working out. My mind started racing immediately. This was the perfect opening to break the ice.

“You’re a massage therapist, right? Can you give me a massage even with your strain?” I asked with a knowing look. He looked at me, his eyes briefly wandering down my body, and of course he immediately said yes. He handed me a light kimono and asked me to change in the booth. Nothing would please me more!

In the booth – The tension rises

No sooner had the changing room door closed behind us than the air in the room became electric. The soft music and the dimmed lights only made it more intense. I stood in front of the massage table, looked him straight in the eye, and let the kimono slowly slide off my shoulders until I was standing completely naked before him.

I lay face down on the table. He poured some warm massage oil into his hands, rubbed it in, and began massaging my shoulders. His touch was firm and professional, but the sexual tension was almost unbearable. And then it happened: His hands slowly wandered down my back, brushed over my buttocks, and slid, as if by accident, deep between my butt cheeks, straight to my eager, now completely wet pussy. Yes, now he had me—and he knew exactly what he was doing.

From massage to pure desire

Gently but firmly, he turned me onto my back. He took some more oil and began to knead my breasts, stroking my stomach and once again guiding his fingers unerringly down to my crotch. At the same time, he leaned over me and kissed me passionately, without taking his hand off my pussy. His fingers played skillfully with me while our tongues danced together.

Now there was no turning back. I reached purposefully for his pants and immediately felt his massive manhood, which stood rock-hard beneath the fabric. I hurriedly helped him unbutton his pants and freed his magnificent cock. I took his thick penis in my hand, jerked him off a few times until he was hard, and then took him deep into my mouth. I sucked him hard, greedily sucking on his cock and enjoying how he groaned deep in my throat with every thrust.

The Wild Ride

After a while, he couldn’t take it anymore. He gently pulled me off his cock, lay down between my legs, and buried his face in my crotch. He began to lick and suck me incredibly hot. My clit stood up completely, and the wet sucking just made me even hornier. I writhed under his touch until he finally sat up.

The masseur took me exactly the way I needed him to. He fucked me so incredibly hard in every position imaginable—from behind, in the missionary position, until the table shook. The slapping of our bodies and his hard thrusts drove me to the brink of madness.

Finally, just as we were both on the verge of orgasm, he pulled out of me. He straddled my chest, grabbed his throbbing cock, and with powerful thrusts, shot all his hot cum directly into my mouth and over my breasts.

What can I say?

I lay on the bench, completely spent, covered in cum, and overjoyed.

It wasn’t just a spontaneous release, but an absolutely satisfying day and just mega hot!

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