My happy ending experience [MF]

I’m a little embarrassed I did this but it had long been a fantasy plus I was traveling.

I was at a conference in a different state and was walking back to the hotel from an evening cocktail afterglow type thing. They’d only had snacks and booze so I was a tipsy and feeling risqué anyway. I stopped for tacos and considered how to spend the rest of the night.

This is in a state where 🌲 is legal and I hadn’t smoked the real stuff in ages, so I stopped by a store and picked up a joint to smoke it on the walk home. Now, mind you, this stuff already gets me crazy worked up and historically has led me to some questionable choices.

So I’m walking, buzzed and a little toasted and I see an open massage parlor. It’s nearly midnight so part of my brain already know what this means, plus apparently I got a hotel in the sketchier side of town.

I quickly walk in and an older woman asks if I’d like a message and shows me the services sheet. I go for the half hour for \~$50.

She leads me into a side room and says I can undress and get on the table while she leaves and closes the door. Part of my brains still in denial and I’m nervous af so I take off almost everything, keep my underwear on and climb on the table. She comes back in and asks if I’d like oil, which I readily agree. I figure nothing will happen past the massage without my ok.

Next thing I know, she’s pulling my underwear off, which in my memory is the hottest part of the experience. I’m not a piece of meat laying on this table while she oils me down and gives me an (okay) full body massage, getting between the cheeks and everything. She asks me to flip over, thereby exposing myself, and gives me a leg massage.

She then leans in and points at my junk and asks me if I’d like a massage “there” too. I’m totally toasted and just nod silently. She asks how much I’ll pay, and I say what’s the usual. She asks if I’d like “to touch” and I say yes. She then names $100 as the price, which I agree too. We work out the payment and she then leaves. I’m laying there for maybe 5 minutes in anxious anticipation.

She comes back in and her shirt is pulled up revealing her breasts. The room is dark with just a lamp in the corner. She oils up her hands again. I’m totally soft out of nerves. She begins to play with me and rub my stomach gently. I rub my hands up her sides and pinch her nipples. She’s maybe in her 40s, petite and firm.

Now I’m hard and she gets into it. I mentioned the 🌲works me up but also makes it really difficult for me to finish. She working me hard and I’m riding the edge for maybe 5 or 6 minutes. She keeps rubbing my chest too. Everything’s slick.

I look right at her face and caress the side and she bites my thumb a little bit. She then moves her second hand down to my balls and starts lightly but quickly tapping them as she jerks me off. I think to myself I can’t be here forever.

I keep feeling her up as my orgasm and grows and suddenly I’m shooting maybe 4 or 5 feet up into the air. It feels like a dam bursting and splatters over my chest.

She says she’ll get towels to clean me up. I’m laying there alone covered in my own cum for maybe a couple minutes. I start shaking violently out of shame, and breathe deeply to calm myself.

She comes back in with a hot towel and wipes me down. I out my clothes back and she jokes, “you’re going to sleep well tonight.”

I go back to the hotel and crash.