Gia tells us about her erotic massage during their honeymoon. Enjoy their Caribbean Pleasures in this erotic story.
Soon after my new girlfriend discovered this new health club on the internet, she insisted we go. It was in the Virgin Islands in the Caribbean, and when I got a week off, we headed down there. Their website said this place was different from the typical health club or spa. Personal care, exotic massage oils, and intense aroma therapy are all wrapped around a unique thermal spa and a special section that is clothing optional. We arrived at ten in the morning and were whisked away by their limo, and within the hour, we had checked in and settled into our cabana. There were no rooms, only oversized cabanas with nice but typical Carib decor. Our first appointment was at noon, so we grabbed our papaya smoothies and headed to the massage cabana. It was a sizeable tent-like structure with a curtain between the ‘rooms.’ There were options for single and couples massage, and you had a choice of masseurs, men, women, or two at once, one or both sexes. Gia chose a woman masseuse this first time, and I chose a man. We were scheduled for the next at six pm, so we wanted to play it comfortably at the start.
After our first one, we went for facials, manicures, and pedicures, which ate up the afternoon. After a healthy meal of veggies and legumes, we returned for the evening massage.
This time, I chose a woman, Lolly, and Gia’s was a man, Preston. I teased her about Preston because he looked like a bodybuilder, saying he must have done a lot of rub-downs instead of push-ups. I’d glance over at them, and a few times, I saw his hands all over her boobs and butt, but she assured me that he was very professional. The only complaint is that the sessions were too short, just 35 minutes. All sessions were 35 minutes because they wanted you to taste the other luxuries of the club. Gia told me she wanted longer massage sessions, and I said she should ask him if he made house calls. He said he did work outside the club, but only in the evening at his house. He said he wouldn’t charge her for the first one if she returned the rest of the evening during our stay. I told her I didn’t mind because we were there to make her happy. Gia thought about this for a while and took him up on his offer. The rest of the story is from her perspective because I didn’t go with her.
Gia took an island cab from the health club to his house. He lived about a mile away in a gated neighborhood. She arrived a few minutes after 8 pm, and he greeted her at the door wearing his usual black T-shirt and pants. He was still friendly and very professional. Gia followed him and was led to his back screened-in patio. Large tropical plants surrounded each side, hiding a six-foot fence. Gia found his setup very erotic when she discovered his massage table outside on the patio. He said it was very private here, and he enjoyed the natural warmth of the outdoors.
Maybe he saw a bit of hesitation on her part? He reached over and rested one of his strong hands on her shoulder and started a gentle rubbing. She looked into his soothing dark eyes and felt compelled to follow his instructions. He asked her to get undressed and pointed to the table, leaving her alone to get a drink. Gia was getting a weird feeling as she removed her clothes. The table had a fresh sheet, but no towels were around. She just expected to find some towels like at the health club. Instead, she was standing naked in her discarded clothes. Back at the club, a few times, she heard him gasp as she turned over, exposing her breasts and trimmed pussy. So she figured, what the hell? There’s no sense in stopping now. She crawled onto the table and onto her stomach to wait for him. Preston soon appeared with her drink and a pile of towels. He smiled and apologized for not having them out sooner. She told me she found his Carib laugh sexy and liked the naughty idea of being completely exposed to this beautiful man. Preston handed her a drink and complimented her on her round ass. Stepping over to the table, he patted her butt softly. He quickly poured a generous amount of warm oil all over her soft skin. Gia felt the oil puddle in the small of her back. His hands soon started gently spreading the oil. His hands guided it up to her shoulders and swiftly back down over her ass, thighs, and legs. He oiled up her feet and entire body with a coating of the warm potion. She rested her face through the table’s opening and enjoyed the sensation of his powerful hands covering her body. She was not used to being so well coated with oil. When at the club’s tables, she was often covered with a towel over her ass, which blocked the warm fluid that now ran slowly between her legs.
She opened her legs a bit so the warm fluid would not just sit in the crack of her ass. He was doing her hands and pulling her arms gently from her body. The incredible island breeze tickled her exposed breasts. He seemed to be paying more attention to her large breasts. A playful thought popped into her head, and Gia leaned up to reach for her drink. Watching him swallow hard as her round tits stood out was worth the maneuver. She tilted her head back and took a long drink. He stood watching her boobs sway in their heaviness. A few drops ran down her throat and along her right breast. She enjoyed the show she put on to see his reaction. Preston walked down to the foot of the table and removed his shirt, saying it was pretty warm tonight. Then he started working on the bottom of her feet and her toes. He lifted her calf and flexed her leg. He did deep tissue work on the calf and gently pulled her leg. She felt him straighten her leg, and then, holding her leg straight, he slowly rotated her hip joint. As she rested her face through the table hole, she felt her pussy becoming quite moist as it opened up and felt the excellent evening airplay against her outer lips. He left her leg spread as he lifted the opposite one. After doing the same hip rotations, she felt her legs spread out quite far with her privates fully exposed. He then went to her feet and used a very light touch, which always excited her. The sensations of hot oil, cool breeze, and sexy, strong hands were too much for her. She felt herself getting very wet down there. His hands glided up her leg and brushed against her pussy lips, which were always shaven. He ran his hands back down, and now she was sure it was an intentional little feel on his part. His fingers boldly touched her swelling pussy lips and lingered for a moment, long enough to cause a gasp from her.
He leaned close to her ear and, in his accented voice, asked if everything was OK. Gia moaned a low reply that he was doing just fine. Her breathing was heavy, and it was like he was testing her reaction to his touching her pussy. He seemed to have passed the test. His fingers now played along the top of her spine. Slowly, he pulled his hand down her spine to the center of her back. As one hand would run down her spine and stop, another would begin at the top and start down again. Applying pressure along her spine, he reached further and further down toward her ass. She was wondering how far he would go when she felt his fingertips press along her ass crack. While one hand was slowly moving in her perfect heart-shaped ass, the other hand was working that way to replace it. His fingers found her tight pucker, and she cooed as he gently ran a finger along her anus. She felt his thumb apply direct pressure on her hole, firm pressure, but he did not push it in her ass. He kept his thumb pressed against her as his other hand graced her spine, sending shivers along her nervous system. Gia was confused, not only by his actions but by her feelings. Surprisingly, she felt warm fluid run down her butt crack. His fingers rubbed it into her crack more vigorously than before, His hands gently pried her butt cheeks open, and she felt a slight penetration of her tightest orifice. She quickly thought of me, she said, and how I took my time playing with her butt hole before fucking it. Preston was not going to fuck it, but perhaps a finger or two would be OK with her. Sensing little resistance and an invitation to go further, Gia raised her hips slightly, and that was all Preston needed. He pushed a finger a little further until it was to the first knuckle. By moving her hips higher, it forced his finger deeper into her anus, and she liked it. Feeling bolder, Preston pushed his well-oiled finger into the second knuckle, and it all was in a moment later.
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