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Horny For More – Chapter 1

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It was a Friday night, and I had just finished working a three-day business conference at the hotel I was staying. I had a comfortable room on the tenth floor. My feet were aching from standing in heels all day, and I was mentally and physically exhausted. I decided to stay the weekend to rest before flying back to Miami. When I got to my room, I stripped off my dress, kicked off my heels, and fell into bed. I was starving when I woke up the following morning, so I ordered coffee, a fruit bowl, and toast from room service. Although my stomach was hungry for more, I had to be careful about my figure. I had nothing special scheduled for the day. An hour after my light breakfast, I went down to the hotel gym for a workout. After working up a sweat on several machines, I walked around the gym to see if there was anything I might have missed. I discovered that they had a full spa with massage service. I figured that a relaxing massage would be next on my unplanned agenda. I talked to the young woman at the counter. She explained that they only had two massage rooms in the spa, and both were booked solid for the day. They did offer an in-room massage service if I was interested. The hotel employed several independent contractors for that service. She checked and found that she could have someone available within the hour.I quickly signed up for it and made my way to my hotel room. I stripped on my way to the bathroom and took a shower. Just as I turned off the shower, I heard a knock at the door. I looked at my watch, and the person was more than twenty minutes early. I didn’t want to miss the appointment, so I wrapped a towel around my wet body and opened the door. Just as I opened the door, I was stunned by what was standing on the other side. I was expecting a woman, but instead, I was staring at a man. He was over six feet tall, with a lean muscular body, and somewhere in his mid-twenties. His skin was a deep golden bronze, and he looked like Brad Pitt. He was wearing a sleeveless muscle shirt with a pair of sunglasses hanging around his neck, white baggy surfer shorts, and sandals. “Hello, Mrs. Marlow. I’m Ted, here for your massage,” he said and smiled mischievously as his intense blue eyes wandered over my towel-wrapped body. “Hello, Ted. It’s Miss, by the way. I wasn’t expecting you for another twenty minutes. You caught me as I stepped out of the shower.”“I apologize for that. The management told me to come over right away. Is there anything I can help you with?” Ted asked. He kept smiling, but his eyes now locked on mine. “Nothing I can’t handle on my own,” I answered, bahis şirketleri returning his powerful gaze. “I can come back later if you need a little more time…or I could start setting up while you finish, Miss Marlow,” he said. He looked way too sexy to turn away. “Oh, come in and set up. And please call me Reyanna,” I answered and stepped aside to let him in. He picked up his large gym bag and portable massage table and stepped through the open door. “Thank you, Reyanna. Pretty name, by the way. Where should I set up?”“There is plenty of space in the bedroom. I won’t take long,” I said as I headed to the bathroom. Once in the bathroom, I leaned back against the door and took a deep breath. Reaching down, I rubbed my hand against my pussy. My vulva was warm and wet. This young man was having a positive effect on my libido. He seemed very confident in himself. I felt sure he had seduced plenty of his female clients. It would be hard to resist him if he tried to seduce me. I blocked the fantasy from my mind and finished drying off. I set my hair in a ponytail and fixed my makeup. Then I wrapped a soft cotton robe around me and loosely tied the sash. I took another deep breath before I stepped into the room. Handsome Ted had been busy while I was in the bathroom. He had set up his massage table between the vanity desk and the bed. The lights were down-low, and Ted had several Jasmine-scented candles burning around the room. He placed some towels on the bed and an assortment of jars and tubes of oils on the desk. He even brought along a cd player filling the room with soft relaxing music. I walked over to the massage table. Ted was standing by the desk, arranging his oils with his back to me. As I turned to face his direction, my robe opened, exposing more of my breasts just shy of revealing my nipples, which turned hard from watching his backside. “Ted, I’m ready… for you,” I purred. Ted turned and appeared flustered for a moment before he stammered, “Oh, Miss Marlow, ah, I mean Reyanna, you look – I mean you need to get on the table.”It seemed that my accidental exposure had distracted him. “Okay, Ted, anything you say. Should I take my robe off?” I asked. “It would make my work much easier,” he replied. This part I liked as I undid the sash and pulled my robe open. I let the robe slide off my shoulders to the floor and stood shamelessly naked in front of my handsome masseur. Neither of us spoke, but I enjoyed the way he was soaking me up with his eyes.“How do you want me on the table, facedown…or facing up?” I asked. “Facedown. I’ll start with your back first,” he replied. bahis firmaları I got on the table and lay flat on my belly, my face resting to the side, with my arms folded under my head. Ted grabbed a towel and started to cover my derriere. “Is that necessary?” I asked.“Not if you don’t want it,” he answered. “Let’s leave it off. It will just get in the way,” I told him.“Of course, Reyanna, anything you want!” Ted answered.Ted put the towel away and explained the different oils that he had. He also discussed the different styles of massage that he could provide as he lightly ran his fingers up and down my back. I wasn’t concerned over which technique he used as long as I could feel his hands on me. Ted dribbled some warm scented oil across my shoulders and started at my neck, easing the tension I was feeling there. Then he moved to my shoulders and back. It felt so good that it brought a sigh from my lips. Ted was an excellent masseur. I knew I was in good hands. He took each arm and worked them from my shoulders to my hands. Then he poured more oil on the small of my back. I enjoyed the sensuous feel of his hands working my muscles there. He sprinkled more oil on the cheeks of my ass, and his hands went to work massaging my ass. I moaned and shuddered when his fingers slipped between my cheeks and brushed my anus. I wondered if he did that on purpose, and my suspicions were confirmed when he continued to massage my ass and brushed his fingers against my anal divot a second time.I moaned again, arching my ass, thrilled by his touch on that sensitive spot. I thought I heard a slight chuckle coming from him over my response. I felt disappointed when he moved from my ass and worked further down my thighs, but my disappointment was short-lived. His hands were firm but gentle on the backs of my thighs. I gladly resigned myself to enjoying the full-body massage. He worked down my legs, massaging each thigh and calf until he reached my feet. I’ve had foot massages in the past, but this was the best one I ever had. Ted started with my ankles, then moved to the soles of my feet, kneading them with his knuckles before manipulating all the pressure points with his thumbs. He massaged my toes individually, rolling them between his fingers before running his fingers between my toes. I was in heaven and barely heard him tell me to roll over. I turned over and noticed Ted’s eyes focus on my breasts. My nipples responded, revealing their pert excitement. I glanced at his crotch. Even with his baggy shorts, I could tell something big had grown inside. I realized, along with my aroused nipples, kaçak bahis siteleri that my pussy was aroused and wet. Maybe some women might try hiding their arousal, but I opened my legs a little, hoping that Ted would notice what he was doing to me. He told me to relax as he began to massage my shoulders. He poured a line of oil diagonally across my breasts, crossing my nipples and allowing the slippery liquid to drip off the sides of my breasts. He dribbled another line that led vertically from my cleavage to my abdomen. His hands went back to my shoulders and moved down my body, stroking my sides and around my breasts. Gradually, his hands slid over the tops of my breasts, with his fingers brushing across my nipples, arousing my libido even more. I moaned in pleasure and made a bold move by sliding my hand down to my pussy. It was very wet now. I slipped my middle finger inside while Ted pinched and pulled on my stiff teats. I cried out in the pleasure I was feeling and started stroking my finger in and out of my pussy. “Reyanna, do you want me to make you cum?” Ted seductively asked as he saw how aroused I was.“Yes! Oh, please do,” I cried out, feeling my desperate urge to orgasm. Ted slid a hand down to my pussy and pushed my hand away. I spread my legs a little wider as he rubbed his fingers up and down my pussy, spreading my flowing juices all over my flowering pussy lips. He slowly worked one finger, then two, and then a third finger into my pussy, twisting and turning them in and out.He bent down and took my closest nipple into his mouth, kissing and gently biting my elongated teat. I cried out shamelessly while panting, rolling my hips, and working my pussy against his hand, adding to my building excitement. In and out, he worked his fingers, reaching in as far as he could, stretching my pussy and driving me to the edge. When he rubbed his thumb over my clit I exploded with an intense orgasm. My ass rose from the table as I clamped his hand between my thighs. My pussy convulsed around his fingers with each surge that rolled through my body. I cried out oaths of pleasure as the waves of orgasmic delight washed over my body until I collapsed on the table, panting and spent. “Did you enjoy your massage, Reyanna?” Ted asked as I recovered.“Mmm, very much,” I replied as my breathing returned to normal. “I enjoyed massaging you. You have an amazing body, Reyanna,” Ted said as he stood next to the table, admiring me. “Thank you, Ted. It was very nice of you to say that. I also have to say this was the best massage I ever had. You have very talented hands,” I gladly replied. I rolled to my side to look at the clock on the nightstand. I still had ten minutes left of my hour massage. Ted was standing at the head of the table, wiping his hands with a towel. I rolled onto my belly and looked up at him.

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