Horny masseur makes me wet and fucks me hard – erotic thai nuru japanese massage

The dimly lit room was filled with the soft scent of jasmine and the gentle trickle of water from the stone fountain in the corner. Tina stretched out on the massage table, nude except for a small towel draped precariously over her curvy posterior. Her heart raced with anticipation and arousal as she awaited her masseur. It was his first time with a new client, a horny Italian woman seeking the legendary Thai Nuru massage.

Sempachi entered the room, dressed in a crisp white robe. Tina’s breath caught at the sight of his chiseled abs and massive bulge straining against the thin fabric. He smiled knowingly as he approached, both of them aware this was no ordinary massage. Tina felt her juices already beginning to flow.

“Bend your knees, wrap your arms around your legs, and hold this pose,” Sempachi instructed in a deep, gravelly voice tinged with a Japanese accent. As Tina complied, he poured a generous amount of clear, slippery Nuru gel over her back, ass, and thighs. It glistened in the flickering candlelight.

With strong, skillful hands, Sempachi began rubbing the gel into Tina’s supple flesh. He started at her shoulders, kneading the tight muscles and making her moan with pleasure. His touch slipped lower, tracing her spine, dipping into the small of her back. Tina arched her back, pushing her ass up against his groin.

“Mmm, you like that, eh?” Sempachi purred, his cock twitching as it brushed her warm, wet folds through the robe. Tina could only whimper in response, lost in a haze of lust and sensory overload.

His hands glided over her round cheeks, massaging the globes, separating and squeezing. Tina’s pussy clenched, aching to be filled. Sempachi seemed to sense this, gliding one slick finger along her slit, making her buck and gasp.

“Shhh, relax,” he murmured, continuing the massage and teasing her dripping slit with feather-light touches. Tina’s whole body trembled, wound tight with desire.

Spreading the glistening gel over his cock, Sempachi finally shed his robe. Tina groaned at the sight of his thick, long shaft, so hard it curved towards his washboard abs. More oil streamed down Tina’s body as he climbed atop her, sandwiching his slick rod between her ass cheeks.

He ground against her, his cock sliding up and down her crack, coating her puckered hole and swollen lips. Tina’s moans grew louder, echoing off the massage room walls. She writhed beneath him, desperate for more.

Sempachi reached beneath her, rolling and pinching her sensitive nipples as he continued to rut against her ass. Tina panted and moaned, nipples hard as diamonds, pussy throbbing with need.

Suddenly, with one hard thrust, he speared his cock into her tight, wet channel. Tina cried out, pushing back against him,relishing the feel of his massive shaft stretching her open. He began to fuck her hard and fast, the Nuru gel slicking the way for his pistoning hips.

Their bodies slapped together, the massage table creaking in protest. Sempachi’s balls smacked against Tina’s clit with every thrust, sending spikes of pleasure shooting through her. She clenched tightly around him, the feel of his thick cock filling her so completely driving her wild.

“Cum for me, Tina,” he growled, reaching around to rub her swollen bud. “I want to feel you cum all over cock.”

It was all the encouragement Tina needed. With a loud moan, her inner walls contracted, rippling around Sempachi as she came hard. He didn’t let up, pumping into her faster and harder as her orgasm crested and faded.

“I’m going to fill this tight little pussy with my cum,” Sempachi groaned, pistoning into her. With a guttural cry, he slammed deep one last time and released, painting Tina’s walls with thick ropes of jizz.

They collapsed together, muscles twitching with aftershocks. Sempachi gently traced circles on Tina’s back as they caught their breath. Finally, with a sheepish chuckle, Tina murmured, “When can we do this again?”

Sempachi grinned. “Anytime, you kinky little minx. Anytime.”