My Aunts Masseuse Friend

I had known Tracy for about 15 years. Tracy is a good friend of my Aunt and I would see her a few times a year at family cookouts and parties. Over the years she became a fairly close family friend.

Tracy has curly dark hair and brown eyes. She is outgoing and friendly and she would always ask me how school and life was going when she came around.

I didn't see as much of her when I went away to college. My sophomore year I had gotten injured while playing football. The injury lingered and I had to go see a specialist over the holiday winter break.

I saw Tracy at a Christmas party over the break and we chatted for a few minutes. She had heard about my injury and asked me how my school year was going. Before our conversation was over, Tracy offered to give me a massage if I ever wanted one.

I knew she was a masseuse and have known her to offer her services to other family and friends, so I was not creeped out by the offer. However, I never really considered taking her up on the offer. I knew she was well-intentioned, but the idea of my aunts friend massaging me seemed awkward.

Flash forward to a year later when I was home again on break. I saw Tracy again at a family party and we chatted as usual. She was happy to hear I had recovered from my injury and we shared a drink and some laughs. And to be honest, Tracy looked great.

She had gotten a new hair style and was wearing an outfit that complimented her figure in a way I never noticed before. She made a comment on how grown I looked and I thanked her as I blushed. I told her that her new hair cut looked great and she was quite surprised and appreciated that I noticed.

Later that night when I was home I had received a message from Tracy on my social media. She shared that it was great to see me doing well and joked that we'd see each other same time same place next year (since I was now a busy college student and never came around any more).

I was buzzed from the party which helped me build some courage to reply to her message. I said it was great to see her and went on to say that i would be home on break for a few more weeks and would love to schedule a massage if she was still offering.

When I woke up I saw that Tracy had responded saying she'd be happy to and we set up an appointment. She ran her practice from her home and that is where I arrived the next week for my massage.

I had never gotten a massage before and wasn't sure what to expect. Tracy greeted me and walked me to the massage room. She was wearing black long sleeve shirt and black yoga pant. I was admiring her thick ass wiggling as she walked in front of me until I realized I should settle myself down.

I told her it was my first massage so she talked me through it. She said I should strip down to whatever my level of comfort was - and that most people prefer naked while some keep their underwear on, but both options are completely fine and that a towel would be covering me either way.

I went back and forth in my mind before stripping down all the way and lying face down on the table. I threw the towel over my ass and tried to relax. A minute later Tracy knocked and came into the room. She put on relaxing music and got started.

She started on my shoulders and back and immediately identified a number of knots and tension areas. To be honest it kind of hurt but in a good way. After she worked out the knots she applied more warm oil and ran her hands more caressingly down my back.

As her oily hands glided down the the small of my back, I began to get very aroused. I was so relaxed and her hands felt so good working out my broad shoulders and strong back. I let out a sigh and giggle as she worked her magical hands. "Everything ok" she asked. "Never been better" I replied.

Tracy went on to massage my legs and thighs and I got nervous as I could no longer contain my arousal. She was not doing anything inappropriate, but I was insanely turned on.

She instructed me to flip over onto my back and thankfully I was able to do so while bringing down my erection a bit. My towel covered cock was now flipped up against my stomach as she worked my shoulders.

I heard her pump oil into her hands and she proceeded to begin rubbing and massaging my chest. As she did this I felt her legs gently press up against me and again I seemed to lose control. I could feel my cock swelling and could not make it stop.

The towel was still draping me but I was sure there must have been an obvious outline of my hard on. Tracy remained professional and continued on with the massage. We finished up and I thanked her and was on my way after changing.

I felt lots of guilt on the ride home. I was embarrassed that I could not control myself better. However, later that night I received another message from Tracy. "I know you're only home a couple more weeks but don't be a stranger if you want to squeeze in another session."

We set up another massage for the following week. I was full of excitement thinking about it. It felt so erotic even though we hadn't crossed any lines. I wanted her hands on me again and the fact she offered another session made me confident she wasn't overly alarmed by my "excitement" during the first session.

I worked out before showering and arriving for my next massage. I undressed and draped myself, this time tugging the towel down just a tad to barely expose the top of my ass cheeks. Tracy knocked and came in and got right to work.

After working my upper back and shoulders, Tracy performed long slow glides from my upper back down to my lower back. She repeated this motion and on the last few glides she allowed her hands to travel down to my upper ass cheeks.

I got goosebumps and slightly arched my back as she performed the last glide. I was fully aroused when she asked me to flip over. She worked my chest and as she did so my hard cock fluttered up and down.

Tracy spread more oil over my chest and my breathing became audible. Her oily hands traveled over my abs and back to my chest. When she repeated this motion I arched upward and the towel slipped down.

Neither of us made an effort to adjust the towel and Tracy continued on my chest, abs, and arms. I let out a slight moan as Tracy's hands traveled down my abs. My erection grew and I sensed at least my tip being exposed.

"Is this all ok" she asked. "Everything is great" I answered, unsure what exactly she was referring to. I felt her hands travel a little lower down my abs and I let out a deep moan.

I felt Tracy's open hand slide over my cock. I pulled the towel off and she walked over to my side and oiled her hands. One hand massages my balls while the other stroked my cock.

Pretty quickly I felt myself ready to explode. She pumped a few more times and I felt an intense release as cum shot up and back down onto my stomach and chest. I was out of breath as Tracy wiped me off.

I got myself dressed and then had a quick chat with Tracy. I apologized for letting it get out of hand but she quickly said it wasn't my fault and that we had both let it happen. She said she'd never done that before during a massage and I believed her.

The next day I received another message from Tracy wishing me luck with school as I was going back in a few days. She included her phone number and told me to "not be a stranger".