My husband is not at home, I went to massage and had sex (Transformation series adult novel)

My husband has been out of the country for almost a month, and the company has been left to me alone to manage. I am extremely tired every day. Conveniently

One of them was to take a hot spring bath in a leisure villa, because I heard from my husband that the massage there was good.

After bathing for half an hour, I lazily climbed out of the hot spring, wrapped myself in a bath towel and returned to my room.

When I returned to the room, a waitress was already waiting for me.

"Madam, please have a drink first." Seeing me come in, the lady handed me a glass of red drink, and then

She closed the back door of the room and drew the curtains. "Please wait a moment. The masseur will be here soon."

"So she's not a masseuse..." I thought nervously as I drank my drink.

"Can you please lie down on the bed first?" The lady came forward and supported me.

"Oh..." I had no choice but to go to the bed and lie down on it awkwardly.

"Is this your first massage?" The lady noticed my nervousness and said, "Please don't be nervous, ma'am."

"Okay..." I blushed.

"Would you please take off your towel, turn around and lie on the bed?" The lady's words were gentle, but

Every sentence makes my heart beat fast.

After the lady helped me take off the bath towel, I turned around and took out a set of underwear from my luggage. When I put on the white bud

When I was about to put on my silk panties and bra, the lady stopped me with a smile.

"Madam, you cannot wear underwear during massage, otherwise the effect of acupoint massage will be reduced!"

I had no choice but to put the bra back in my luggage, and then I lay on the bed in my underwear, secretly blaming myself for

I came here and there, why did I do something so embarrassing?

The waitress smiled secretly and covered my lower body with a square white towel.

"Please wait a moment, the masseur will be here soon." After saying that, she walked out of the room.

I was the only one left in the room, lying quietly on the bed with my back exposed.

At this moment, I feel so regretful that I start blaming myself again. I'm starting to back off in my heart

At this time, the door was pushed open. With a "click" the door closed, a person walked in.

I turned my head while lying on the bed and saw the masseur, a waiter in his twenties, coming in.

A white uniform, a bit like a doctor's attire.

"The masseur is a man!?" I was shocked and my face turned red. Do I have to accept it naked?

A massage for men?

At this point, I couldn't even get up or lie down, I was so embarrassed and ashamed. I want to tell

The masseur said, "I don't want a man to massage me, but I don't know how to tell him." Watching the masseur approach the bed, I could only

He buried his head in the specially made breathable pillow in shame and lay quietly on the bed like a lamb to be slaughtered.

"Dear guest, I will start massaging you now." Listening to the gentle voice of the masseur, I just

I felt a chill down my exposed spine.

He seemed not to notice my shame. He gently held my left arm with both hands and kneaded me gently with his ten fingers.

The flesh on the arm.

At this moment, my heart beat faster and faster, and I became more and more frightened.

He started massaging my left arm from the top of my shoulder, then slowly moved down to my elbow, lower arm,

My wrist, my palm, and finally my fingers. Then massage again with your fingers in the opposite direction.

All the way back to my left shoulder.

"Could you please relax a little?" Noticing that my body was a little stiff, the experienced massage

Master Mo said to me softly, and at the same time, he put his palms together and gently tapped my left arm along my

He knocked his hands up and down several times, gradually increasing the strength.

When I heard his words, my face got even hotter and I felt extremely ashamed. But the masseur asked me to do so.

I had to try my best to control my nervousness. I buried my head tightly in the breathable pillow, closed my eyes and kept tasting

Try to take deep breaths to relieve yourself.

Maybe it was because of his skill, during the short massage on my left arm, he could tell from my body's reaction that

I quickly found the strength that suited me and began to gradually increase the strength. And pay attention to the combination of light and heavy, and the acupoints

Very accurate. After a while, my arm felt comfortable and relaxed with only slight pain.

After pulling and shaking the five fingers of my left hand, he took my entire left arm and stretched it with the shoulder joint as the center.

With my elbow as the bending point, I gently flexed, pushed, and stretched my left arm.

With the occasional slight "click" sound, I felt that all the joints in my left arm were stretching and moving.

As I moved, an indescribable feeling of comfort spread from my left arm to my brain and spread throughout my body.

In just a few minutes, I felt a comfort I had never experienced before. As my body relaxes,

My muscles and joints became soft and relaxed, and my heart gradually calmed down.

Maybe there is no need to be nervous at all! I thought to myself, as if I was laughing at myself just now.

There is absolutely no need for embarrassment or tension.

At this time, he put down my left arm, walked around the head of the bed to the other side of the bed, sat down gently on the edge of the bed, and then

He reached out and held my right arm and began to massage my right hand. Likewise, my right arm also experienced the same

Exactly the same feeling.

After massaging my arms, he placed his hands on my shoulders, squeezing them slowly with a little force.

Then, as I moaned with pleasure, he kneaded my back vigorously with his hands.

And knead the cervical vertebrae behind the neck, press the shoulder and cheekbones, pinch the spine, and push the waist. Occasionally, in the

When I touch sensitive areas, such as my armpits or waist, I feel a little worried and ashamed, but I try to

Try to control your emotions.

Sometimes I thought to myself that he must have massaged a lot of people, and if I was too shy, I would seem stingy.

Maybe you will be laughed at. After I had this thought, I was surprised at myself. Why did I become so

Love face. As a wife, I had such intimate skin contact with a strange man. I was surprised that I had such a feeling.

Such a willful idea seems incredible to me in my daily life.

However, at this moment, my brain has slowly become swollen and hot, and there seems to be a ball of fire deep in the cerebral cortex.

It started to burn, and my body seemed to no longer resist this strange and intimate contact. Could it be that...

I vaguely felt that the drink I just drank might have an aphrodisiac effect, but my brain was too late to react.

Think about these. In this relaxing and comfortable feeling, my nerves completely relaxed and my breathing became

Lightly, my thoughts began to blur.

It wasn't until I suddenly felt a slight pain in an acupuncture point on my back that I came to my senses a little. At this time I opened

When I opened my eyes, I realized that he had climbed onto the bed at some point and was kneeling beside me, massaging my back.

Immersed in the beauty, I didn't seem to have time to care about these things. I exhaled gently and closed my eyes again.

Quietly enjoying his massage.

"Guest, please lie down. Now comes the second section..." His voice seemed to float in from far away.

My ears were normal, so I hummed lightly in response.

Just when I was feeling a little dazed, I suddenly felt a chill in my lower body - he had lifted the lid on my lower body.

bath towels.

At this time, I was so confused that I realized that I was only wearing a white

Lace panties, and this panty is translucent, tight and thin. He lifted my bath towel, can't it be

Do you want to take a good look at the mystery and curves of my lower body?

"Wait..." I struggled to break free from the pleasant feeling in my brain and shouted out two words with all my strength.

But he had already sat on my legs and pressed my two plump buttocks with both hands.

Meat.

"Guest, please don't move..." He saw me trying to get up, so he said in a slightly reproachful tone,

At the same time, he used both hands to stop me from twisting.

"What are you doing..." I wanted to say something, but his hands had already started to move between my hips and waist.

Rub it vigorously.

Is this also considered a massage?

I felt incredible, and the momentary feeling of shame made me suddenly sober up. But he actually sat down

On my legs, and with a reproachful tone, if I stood up like this, I would probably be considered ignorant.

Or maybe you just don’t have any knowledge! Maybe they will blame me for taking other people's kindness as a bad thing. But, after all, he is touching me

Am I going to let this stranger touch my butt?

My mind was in a mess and I didn't know how to respond.

At this moment, I suddenly felt a tenderness in my thighs that penetrated into my bones and muscles, and I screamed

come out.

It turned out that he was pinching the main tendon at the base of my thigh. Maybe he used too much force, or maybe it was because my thigh was not strong enough.

I didn't exercise enough, and it started to hurt when I was pinched like this.

"Does it hurt? I'm sorry! I'll be gentler... like this... you see..." Seeing this, he quickly apologized.

At the same time, his fingers gently rubbed my thighs. At the intersection of the graceful hip curve, at the translucent bud

In front of the crotch of my silk pants, the man's fingers slowly stroked my white and smooth thighs.

This time the force was lighter, and I didn't feel as much pain as before, but I still felt a bit uncomfortable.

palpitate.

"My dear, your thighs are a little stiff..." He said while massaging.

Have you ever been inspired, or have your legs been stimulated by something recently…"

"No...ah." Thinking of staying in the office for more than ten hours every day, I couldn't help but sigh.

"It seems like I need to massage this more..."

"..."

At this point, I didn't dare to say anything. I could only lie on the bed obediently and let him massage my legs.

He opened his palms and held my left thigh, rubbing the soft muscles under my delicate skin.

I squeezed the acupuncture points and nerves on my legs, from the thigh, through the knee, to the calf, and then gently lifted my

Ankle, gently rotate my foot, and then lightly scratch the sole of my foot with his nails. A feeling gradually rose in my heart.

When I felt a sense of comfort, he let go of my feet and massaged back along the original route until he reached my thighs.

Then, he covered my butt with his palm, and pinched the thin lace underwear back and forth.

Tender and plump buttocks. If the previous action was like a massage, then his action now was more like

Caress. Because there are no acupuncture points on the buttocks, and his rubbing of my buttocks seems to be similar to massage.

It doesn't matter much.

But I am no longer aware of this at the moment. Since he massaged my entire left leg from top to bottom

After reading it over and over again, a trace of sweetness and warmth gradually grew in my heart, and accumulated more and more, and my

My heart was also changing secretly without me even realizing it.

Especially when his hand approached my mysterious valley back garden, I felt a tremor and

The tense and deep passage actually began to ripple slightly, and a sweet and hot feeling appeared. These feelings are felt through

The nerves of my body transmitted to my brain, intermittently, ethereal, until the elusive feeling of comfort overwhelmed me.

The thought occupied my mind, and the initial concerns and shame were thrown out of the window.

Is this a massage? It turns out that massage feels so wonderful!

The feeling was so strange that I couldn't find any words to describe and praise it. At this moment,

He seemed to intentionally slow down the massage and slowly manipulated my right leg.

My consciousness was completely focused on his hand, and as his hand moved up and down, my emotions also rose and fell.

Dang up. When his hands returned to my ass and played with my noble buttocks and expensive panties

I was so excited that I almost fell into a coma. The increasing stimulation made my lower body feel like it was burning.

It was burning, and the love fluid that had already been wet in the vagina even flowed onto the engorged labia.

If I was still awake at this time, I should have noticed that my thin lace panties had been pulled down by me.

The love juice and sweat from my body soaked my pants, which were originally translucent. After being soaked, they were almost useless.

I should also realize that from his perspective, my most mysterious reproductive part covered with down has been fully exposed.

Take in the view.

However, the comfort and sensory stimulation all over my body had completely clouded my brain, and the drink

I just felt my whole body getting hotter and hotter, and my head getting swollen...

"Would you please sit up with your back to the masseur, dear guest?"

Just when I was completely unable to control myself, he stood up from behind me, then bent one leg and gently

Kneel behind me.

"Hmm..." I completely forgot my situation and position and did not raise any objection to his request.

As if pursuing the beauty just now, I straightened my body and numbly knelt on the bed. His hands

He reached out from behind and held my waist, gently pulling me into his arms. I groaned and leaned back.

She leaned against his chest, her snow-white and tender back almost touching his bronze pectoral muscles.

"Now let's start the third session, three-dimensional massage..." As the masseur said this, his hands had already come to my back.

The massage went back and forth from the neck to the waist, with occasional "pa pa" slapping sounds.

I couldn't help but moan, and my body swayed with his movements.

He is indeed a highly skilled masseur, and he can press almost every acupoint very accurately and with just the right amount of force.

I kneeled on the bed with my hands hanging down, chest held high and abdomen pulled in, enjoying his high-level massage as if in a dream.

Suddenly forgetting everything around him.

What annoyed me the most was that he asked me to hold my hands high above my head, while he sat behind me with his hands spread out.

Pushing down and kneading the sides of my body, moving back and forth between my ribs and armpits, his fingers

Sometimes it would reach very far forward, occasionally touching the outer edge of my breasts, and that strange lightning-like touch made my heart

He was in a state of panic, and all the nerves in his body seemed to stand on end, and his body was shaking with impulse.

I closed my eyes and didn't have the courage to look down. Because I know that my nipples have

It stood up high in shame.

But now I don’t have any aversion to such provocation at all. My head has

I was already occupied by the blazing flames. On the contrary, I even looked forward to such provocations again and again in my heart.

When he came and observed my attitude, a sly look flashed in his eyes and a barely perceptible smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.

Allow.

When his hand came to my armpit again, he suddenly reached out, reached forward, and hugged my breasts from behind.

The bottom edge of the room. In order to cover it up, he quickly used his fingers to scratch the delicate skin under my breasts.

"Ah... that's not good..." I frowned and twisted my upper body instinctively, not reacting at all.

severe.

My breasts were attacked by a strange man, and my behavior was completely different from what a young woman should behave.

When his fingers climbed up to the top of my snow-white breasts, they kept rubbing around the two tender red and hard nipples.

As his nails drew circles, I raised my head tremblingly and leaned my body into his arms.

Smelling my refreshing body fragrance, a smile of success finally appeared on his face.

He used his index finger and thumb to rub my nipples and stretched out his panties, which were stretched like a tent.

The part was pressed tightly against my butt, and the bulge of the tent gently rubbed my sweaty lace panties.

"Ah!..." I shamefully raised my breasts even higher, chasing the pleasure on my nipples.

I secretly lifted up my white and round buttocks and twisted them annoyingly, as if I wanted to take his tent into my body.

butt crack.

"Let's start the fourth section..." He whispered in my ear with a devilish voice, "Tongue massage

……」

After saying that, he put his arm around my shoulders and twisted my body towards him. Just when I was feeling empty because of the sudden loss of touch

When I was too confused to know what to do, his mouth blocked mine and he kissed me hard.

"No..." I wanted to shout, but no sound came out of my mouth.

The moment his lips touched mine, my mind went blank, as if I had been electrocuted.

A warm current rushed through my body and I fell into an almost suffocating sweet kiss.

Just as he was grabbing and squeezing my butt and thrusting his tongue deeper into my vagina, I suddenly came to my senses.

Because this shy posture suddenly reminded me of my husband, and this was the last thing that made me sober.

Remember.

I struggled to open my eyes and instinctively covered my exposed breasts with my hands. As a married woman,

She was naked from the waist up, with her full breasts erect, kneeling on a strange massage bed, being massaged by a stranger.

I held the man in my arms and kissed him passionately. After I opened my eyes, I suddenly felt embarrassed and something was wrong.

He was just a waiter doing massage in a hotel. Why would he sit here obediently?

At the mercy of others?

Just like at the beginning, I was once again puzzled and even retreated. Why did I

Received massage? Why would you sit in front of a strange man wearing only a pair of thin lace panties? Why

Covering your breasts with your hands in front of you in shame?

Deep in my heart, I have thought of leaving here more than once, but I don't know why.

But I couldn't do that because a feeling of swelling and heat was rising in my head again.

The comfort brought by the massage and the slight shy pleasure in my body made it difficult for me to open my mouth.

Stop his actions.

Moreover, since he was kissing me so tightly and passionately on my lips, it was impossible for me to open my mouth even if I wanted to.

This is just a relaxing massage and adjustment, which can make people stretch their entire body and release repressed energy.

It is beneficial and harmless to the human body. He had solemnly declared this to me before the massage.

Since I didn't refuse the previous massage, how could I stop the masseur's work halfway now? Although

This kind of "tongue massage" is much more sensational than the previous one, but I couldn't refuse it. If now

If I ask him to stop, he might think that I am disliking his poor skills. Would that hurt his feelings?

When I thought of this, I closed my eyes again, and couldn't help but immerse myself in the waves of strange and wonderful feelings again.

Awake. I myself don’t know why such an idea came to my mind. I am still in a very embarrassing and ashamed situation.

In such a situation, he still has the mind to think about others. I feel really weird today. Not only do I feel hot all over, but I also feel

There are some strange thoughts in my mind. What’s going on?

While I was enjoying the feeling of the man's tongue rubbing against my mouth, I sighed in my heart in a daze.

Obviously, under the influence of my confused thoughts and sensual impulses, I have completely forgotten one fact: his

Massage has long gone beyond the normal range. As a wife, I have every reason to refuse this kind of erotic

Massage. This is also a thought that I have never dared to think about.

Then his lips suddenly released mine.

"My dear lady, can you please relax a little?" He said softly while blowing hot air. "Don't be nervous.

You are enjoying the services of the masseurs..."

I was already intoxicated by the passionate kiss just now and was about to open my eyes when he suddenly put his lips on my ear again.

Blow gently.

"Ah..." I trembled slightly.

His lips gently held the edge of my ear, and at the same time he stretched out his tongue to lick it. That sweet feeling was like a wave of

It spread from my ears to my entire body.

Compared to the subtle massage just now, the pleasure caused by this method is implicit, in a way

It is said that this kind of pleasure that lurks inside the body and then sprouts from the mind can cause stronger sensations than directly appearing.

The impact.

His lips slowly kissed down from my ears to my snow-white neck and soft shoulders.

After leaving a "sizzling" sound, the hot lips brushed across my chest and moved towards my breasts.

It even touched my hand that had been protecting my breast.

"Oh..." I couldn't help but raise my head and moan, feeling my breasts about to be attacked.

All the sexual nerves in my body are tense. Although I covered my breasts with my hands, my hands had almost lost their strength.

It is placed there purely symbolically and will be released immediately if touched lightly.

However, contrary to my expectation, his lips did not push my hands away and invade my breasts.

Instead, it rested on the skin below my neck.

His hands suddenly let go of my waist and slid down to my round buttocks.

"Madam, you have a great figure!" He raised his head from my breasts. "Among the guests I have received,

Your butt is the most amazing! Be more confident, okay? Maybe it was to relax my tense nerves.

He said this with a deliberate smile, and at the same time, he opened his large palms and gently kneaded my plump breasts through my underwear.

butt. "Really?" I answered blankly. My attention was completely focused on my breasts.

As if I was nervously expecting his attack, "Would you please lean back?" He said, and put his face to my chest again.

In front of me, he spoke breathlessly in front of my hands which were tightly protecting my breasts.

"Hmm..." I felt his hand on my waist again, and without thinking, I followed his movements and put my penis on my penis.

Lean back.

"Relax, sir... Your posture can be more graceful..."

Despite this constant reassurance, my nerves were still tense. The longer he delayed his attack on the breast,

The more my nerves were focused on my breasts. My body gradually leaned back, but my elastic breasts

It is still tilted upward high and has not lost its beautiful shape. If I hadn't covered my hands tightly, I'd have

He was going to praise my breasts again.

He finally lowered his head and attacked my breasts with his tongue. When the tip of his tongue touched my breasts

When I put my hand on my breast, my whole body trembled and my fingers seemed to collapse, and I completely relaxed the protection of my breast.

The pink nipple was quietly revealed between the useless fingers.

However, he was not attacking the two pink nipples, nor my snow-white breasts, but

My hand was barely resting on my breast.

For some reason, despite being nervous and trembling, I felt a little relieved. If he attacks

If it were breasts, I would have totally freaked out. I seem to have forgotten where I stand. Because, as a person

Wife, there is no reason for me to sit naked in front of a strange man, nor is there any need for me to accept the massage.

I could rub it without having to worry constantly about when he was going to attack my breasts, my ass, or some more annoying organ.

However, at this moment my mind was completely occupied by a burning feeling, and I couldn't do anything.

Defiant thinking.

He greedily took my fingers into his mouth and sucked them one by one, leaving my breasts completely exposed to his smug gaze.

However, the hot and sticky tongue still did not attack the breasts, but from under the arm, along the elbow from the fingertips

Keep licking my armpits. (to be continued)