際どいマッサージに我慢できず中出しされてしまう美女
Title: A Massage Gone Wild
Minhee poured herself another drink, the alcohol burning her throat as it slid down. She needed this tonight – arelease from the stress of the workweek. Her job as a marketing manager was grueling, juggling demanding clients and long hours. On weekends like these, when she wasn’t indulging in a little “self-care,” Minhee often found herself drawn to the Adult Movie Theatre on 12th. The raunchy, foreign films with their impossible silicone bodies and debaucherous plotlines always gave her a scandalous thrill. And tonight, she was hoping for an extra dose.
Minhee settled into her worn velvet seat, sipping her drink as the theatre’s ambient lighting dimmed. The screen flickered to life and pink lettering appeared:
“Galau Therapy” – Korean
“Amateur Couple” “Beautiful Girl” “Big Ass” “Blowjob” “Butt” “Chinese” “Hentai” “Japanese” “Massage” “Oil”
Minhee felt tingles spread across her skin. This was going to be good.
The opening scene showed a rustic Asain spa, wood beams and white screened windows. Steam poured from the tiled massage room in the corner. Minhee saw the “In Session” sign hanging on the door and bit her lip with anticipation.
The camera cut to a stunning Korean woman, perched on a massage bed in a skimpy red bra and panties. She turned her head to the door as it opened slowly. An impossibly handsome masseuse walked in, his chiseled abs and half-naked body glistening with oil. Minhee gulped.
“Nae haeng jin-gwa zen-chana-ne-ga sseo.exists.” The man said, breaking into a smoldering grin. “Let me help you relax.”
He turned the nameless client over and began massaging her long legs, traveling slowly up her inner thighs, pushing the thin fabric aside. Minhee squirmed in her seat, uncrossing and re-crossing her legs. The man’s powerful hands kneaded the woman’s hips and ass, squeezing the supple flesh. Minhee imagined his thumbs sliding between her own cheeks.
“Hay-ya…” the woman cooed, arching into his touch. “Kkeu-to…” The man’s talented fingers hooked into the waistband of her panties and tugged them down in one smooth motion, revealing her bare, glistening folds. Minhee felt her breath catch. She slid her hand up her own thigh, the fabric of her skirt growing damp.
The massage got bolder as the Kamasutra positions rolled from the screen. Sprawled face-first on the table, the woman’s massive bubble butt and dripping pussy on full display. Bent over, gripping the edges as his cock slammed into her from behind – her tits bouncing wildly. Minhee watched hungrily, her panties soaked through, her fingers itching to touch herself.
“Fuck,” she breathed, watching the money shot. The masseuse pounded the gorgeous girl with wild abandon, her cunt squelching obscenely with every thrust. The woman came undone, shuddering in ecstasy and letting out a primal scream. “Ooohhnderor,you”–”
Only then did the mousy theatretender seem to take notice, strolling over. Minhee hastily crossed her legs and tried to still her breathing. The slight man spoke in a low, silky voice, “You look like you’re enjoying tonight’s feature.” He grinned boyishly, his hip propped against her armrest.
“Oh… ahm… it’s not bad.” Minhee stammered, flustered. The guy looked like he was barely out of high school. He cocked his head and smirked, noting her full drink glass.
“So, you come here often?” He purred, his coyness making her heart race. “You must have taste in films.”
“Ha! Just… it’s been a long week at work.” Minhee said, shifting on the seat, the wetness between her thighs growing unbearable.
“I can tell,” the young man said, sliding his hips across the top of her armrest until his thigh was pressed against her shoulder. “Care for some company? I can be quite… accommodating.”
Minhee tried to feign shock at the pointed invitation, but could only manage an excited flush. She’d always loved the thrill of flirting with strangers in semi-public spaces. From the深夜 structurally beautiful safe of her cinema seat, she let herself imagine… what it would feel like to drag him into the secluded balcony theatre. To watch his eyes widen as she extricated her full tits from her top and licked her lips slowly. She pictured pressing this young buck into the wall and grinding her soaked panties against his bulge until he hauled her up and impaled her, right there in the half darkness. Would the other patrons hear her gasps and moans? The obscene slap of flesh on flesh? The thought made her feel deliciously wanton, even more so than the filthy diversas on the screen.
“Maybe…” She drawled, not making a move to stand up just yet. “Let me finish my drink first.”
The man grinned wolfishly, came in close and purred into her ear, “Whatever you say, sexy.” And he settled his hips back onto her armrest, ready for an unexpected encore in the making.
