My First Ever Massage

My first ever m-ssage episode 1

MY FIRST EVER m-ssagE
Episode 1
Story by Glowrie
Hi, am Jessica. Am 21 year old and a final year student in one of the oldest Universities in Nigeria. Am about 5”7 tall, creamy light brown skin and slim. Although I’ve received a few compliment about my body shape. I am what you would refer to as a s€×ually curious person. Right from when I was 6 years old my delinquent elder sister taught me and some of my cousins how to finger ourselves. At the age of 11 I had my first orgasm. I always go on the internet trying to discover new things about s€×. When I was 15, my cousin brother gave me a phone he had used before and that was how I got exposed to p-rn. I grew up with three siblings and conservative parents. but when I got admission at the age of 17, I became exposed to so much freedom, I had a boyfriend and lost my V-rginity (I Didn’t bleed, guess I popped my cherry already) when my boyfriend cheated on me I broke up and got another boyfriend, I have slept with over 12 guys and dated 3, but I’ve only orgasmed with two of them. s€× with guys to me is more like pleasuring them at your own expense especially since my first boyfriend was overweight (I’ve slept with app sort..from slim to tall to fair, dark, rich, poor, handsome). My favorite way of getting off was by watching p-rn especially l-sbian p-rn. I always wonder how it felt to have a happy ending m-ssage like I see in the movies, but I doubted the possibility.
Around May early this year we were sent home for a break because of the lockdown, I got tired of staying at home and decided to volunteer at a nearby gym. Next door was a spa. After one tiring week at work, I decided to visit the spa’s m-ssage palor around 6 in the evening on Saturday to book an appointment with the masseuse, I somehow felt more comfortable getting a m-ssage from a female, little did I know that my long forgotten fantasy might just be around the corner.
Looking around, it was lit well, looked clean, and smelled of coconut oil. It looked to be a reputable spa. I was greeted by an older, fair women with a sweet smile. She couldn’t be more than 28 or 30, her dark hair was done up in a tight bun. She had a straight nose and big bright eye. I felt a little insecure with her appearance.
“You here for m-ssage?” The tall woman inquired in broken English. “Uh, yeah, I will like to make an appointment when would be a good time?” I replied, fumbling around in my purse for my debit card.
The woman looked me up and down. “You must have money for tip? You need tip, or m-ssage will be no good.”
“Oh, yeah! I brought money for the tip. If you don’t mind me asking, how much do you think is appropriate?”
A younger, slightly taller woman passed by and the older woman half-said, half-barked at her in what sounded like Tagalog. As she started down the hallway, leading me behind her, the older woman stated simply, “Depend on what kind of m-ssage.” Before I could ask what that meant, I was pushed into a smaller room with the door shut behind me.
The room contained a comfortable-looking m-ssage table, a counter with a sink and container full of coconut oil, and an antique-looking Japanese style screen. Judging by the hangers on the screen and the relative privacy, I assumed this was the part where I would have to get unclad. The anxiety from earlier in the day returned to me. “What if my masseuse is some hot stud? And he’s gonna see me unclad?”
I pulled my clothes off with urgency. I had worn only a light sweater and a pair of comfortable shorts. I had gone sans b-ra and p-nties as I assumed I would just be taking them off anyways. Completely nude, I examined myself in the mirror. I had small, even A-cup br-asts and a petite wa-ist. My tiny chest had always been a source of embarrassment for me, especially through high school as my best friend tolu chest had swelled to a DD-cup. I covered my perky pink n-pples with my hands just to keep them warm. I had shaven my p*ssy that morning, just in case. I really wasn’t expecting anything to happen, but I thought better safe than sorry anyways.
Wrapping myself in a thin white towel that just barely covered me up, I laid face-down on the m-ssage table and waited anxiously for my masseuse to arrive. My jaw nearly dropped as the door opened and my masseuse walked in. It was the girl who had walked by earlier! She was tall, almost 5″9; and had beautiful, dark eyes and beautiful light skin.
“Hi! I’m mariam. I’m so sorry to put you through this, but can we move rooms? This room actually is reserved for a client, Mama-san accidentally mistook you for her.”
I gulped as mariam walked into the room and got comfortable, washing her hands and putting her hair up into a bun. “Does she expect me to change back into my clothes while she’s here? Or does she just want me to hobble over into our new room in a towel?” I thought to herself. Mariam didn’t look to be leaving.
The beautiful masseuse must’ve read my mind, as she laughed and said, “It’s okay if you change back into your clothes. We’re just heading to the room next door.”
I nodded and slipped into my regular clothes. I regretted her decision to go without underwear as I slipped my loose-fitting shorts on. I glanced over at mariam, who was absentmindedly playing with her phone. Mariam was wearing a silky purple robe that only extended about halfway down her th-gh. I nearly turned red as I wondered if mariam wore any underwear that day.
After moving rooms, undressing, and laying on the table, and covering my sensitive areas with the towel, I was finally ready for her m-ssage. Mariam rubbed some oil into the palm of her hand and began m-ssaging my back. Having mariam m-ssage me was like a breath of fresh air for my body, I felt like new. Mariam m-ssaged my entire back side, from my neck to the tips of my toes. I almost forgot that I unclad under that tiny towel.
After she had finished m-ssaging my back side, mariam instructed me to flip.
“Oh… Do you have another towel? For, you know… My chest?”
Mariam laughed. “Sorry, I think they’re all being used. Would it make you more comfortable if I was unclad too?” she asked as she untied the tie on her silk robe and dropped it to her ankles.
My jaw dropped. Mariam was completely unclad in all of her glory. She had full, round, natural br-asts and a cute shaved landing strip on her vu-va. I had never really seen a woman her age unclad before, much less a beautiful woman like her.
She smiled and rubbed some oil into her palm. “Now, I want you to flip.”
I flipped and exposed my small br-asts to the cold air, instantly hærdening my n-pples. as mariam remarked, “Cute.”
Mariam m-ssaged my neck, wa-ist, and all down my legs. I was startled when mariam slowly moved her way up to my br-asts. I sat up and asked, “Oh, um, do you… Usually m-ssage there?”
Mariam laughed. “Believe it or not there is actually a lot of tension in that area. Bre-st m-ssages are heavenly.” Reassured, i laid back down.
 
Mariam m-ssaged my br-asts deeply, m-ssaging the muscles and tissue in my chest and freeing me of all tension. Mariam startled me as she poured oil directly on my n-pples, hærdening them even more. She slowly took two thumbs and rubbed the oil into each n-pple.
I wasn’t a V-rgin, and I have played with myself before. And I knew for a fact my n-pples were extremely sensitive. Mariam’s gentle touches to my rock-hærd pink n-pples made me bite my lip to keep from mo-ning. I couldn’t keep it in any longer, and asked, “Do others have this done to them?”
Mariam smiled, but didn’t stop car-ssing my n-pples. “Oh, yes.” Mariam said as she went to the counter to rinse her hands.
Mariam returned to me and agonizingly slowly peeled off the towel covering my w-t, pulsating p*ssy. She winked and replied, “Don’t worry. I promise you its all good.”
I was nervous. “I… I’m not really used to being so exposed.”
A smile. “V-rgin?”
I blushed. “No”
She smiled and went back to car-ssing my perky little n-pples.
The blood drained from my face. “So this is one of those m-ssage parlors?”
Mariam simply smiled and closed her eyes as her hands traveled from my n-pples down my stomach. Almost instinctively, I opened my legs to her touch. Mariam’s hands slowly moved down my wa-ist, car-ssing my h¡ps and inner thighs.
I gasped as mariam’s palm rubbed my p*ssy. It was the first time any female had touched me like that. I leaned my head back and sighed deeply. Mariam m-ssaged my vu-va and labia, sending tingles up my legs and spine.
With one finger, She teased my soaking w-t entrance. i mo-ned as she plunged just one finger in my p*ssy. “God, you’re so tight!” She exclaimed. i laughed.
She lowered herself, sticking her ass in the air as she bent over and started k-ssing my inner thighs. Her tongue circled my vu-va and with one loooong stroke, She licked up my wetness from my entrance all the way to my cl*t. i shuddered with pleasure and anticipation as her tongue just barely passed over my sensitive cl*t. I mo-ned louder and louder as She started to gently flick her tongue over my cl*t. Soon enough, the beautiful masseuse was full-on licking and s-cking on my cl*t. I mo-ned more and more, louder and louder as She brought me closer and closer to my first l-sbian orgasm.
As She licked my cl*t, she slowly started to rub my h0le. She then plunged two fingers into my p*ssy, eliciting a euphoric scre-m from me and bringing me only seconds away from orgasm. i leaned my head back and mo-ned, “Oh, mariam, don’t stop!”
With mariam s-cking hærd on my cl*t and fingering my tight little p*ssy, i came hærd, soaking her fingers with my orgasmic juice. I gladly licked it up and then leaned towards her for a French k-ss. Then, she went to wash her hands, leaving me breathing hærd on the table.
As we both cleaned up, I reached for her purse to tip mariam. The lovely m-ssage therapist just laughed and remarked, “No tip this time.”
i was perplexed. “Are you sure?”
Mariam winked. “Oh yes. I like you, Come back again…. I’ll show you a real happy ending.”
I went ahead and dropped 8 one thousand naira notes on the table and my complimentary card. I am definitely going to see her again soon. As I drove home exhausted, I began to think of allot of things I would love to try with her the next time we met, I would definitely love to spend the night together in my apartment and I will love to know how it feels to tribb, to s-ck a girl’s p*ssy and many more, just then a call came in….
To be continued…..
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