A Special Massage ~ Ignite Giveaway 2020 Winner

This story is fictional and a fantasy of mine, but it is partly based on our happy and sexy married life.

As a boy, Roberto Gil had always wanted to be a massage therapist. His mother gave the best back rubs. She had worked as a masseuse in her younger days in Mexico and met Roberto’s Spaniard father when he had visited her salon on an extended vacation to Mazatlan. When they married, Roberto’s parents settled, for a time, back in Spain. They taught their children to be comfortable with their beautiful God-given bodies, to take care of and never be ashamed of them. When Roberto was three, his family immigrated to the U.S., and Robert and his siblings grew up in Florida.

Roberto had gone to massage therapy school in his adopted hometown of Miami and, afterward, worked on cruise ships. He loved serving others, and he found the human body inspirational. In fact, to him, all human bodies were beautiful in their own way. His parents had taught him that we are made in the image of God, so humans must be God’s greatest and most important creation. Caring for those bodies by giving massages seemed a great way to serve God by serving others.

Even though he enjoyed working for the cruise line, it was only two years before he realized that he needed a career more conducive to family life. On downtime between voyages, he worked part-time at a massage business in Miami, and there he met a young nurse. He began taking her to his Spanish-language Christian church. Soon the two young people fell in love. She had been so thrilled with the kind people of the congregation that she decided she needed to learn Spanish. She also wanted to talk with Roberto in his native tongue. Besides, the language would help her in her career as well.

Roberto found that the time he spent away from his girlfriend—and soon fiancé—was just too much. He knew that she also missed him. So with her blessing, he quit his cruise ship job and signed up for classes in real estate and investing. They were married, and she worked to support them both while Roberto finished his schooling and started a career in real estate. Roberto gave massages on the side to supplement the finances of the family, which soon grew to include a boy and a girl.

Numerous Caribbean cruise vacations led to the family falling in love with Belize, so Roberto bought a vacation home there. He began acquiring properties in Belize, and soon the majority of his investments were there. After both kids finished college, Roberto and his wife announced that they were moving to Belize.

Because of Roberto’s success in business, he was free to return to his first career as a massage therapist. He felt it would give him a more direct way to bless his fellowmen. He managed his properties two days a week, which allowed him to work at a high-end resort as a massage therapist for the other three days of the workweek.

Each massage therapist at the resort had their own small house or “chateau” to work from. It had a room with both a bed and a massage table; some clients preferred a bed for their massages. Halotherapy salt lamps filled the air with calming negative ions. A big-screen TV played the peaceful sights and sounds of the local rain forest, accompanied by a relaxing score, and there were also a shower and a bath.

At 3 p.m. on a Friday, Roberto’s favorite client arrived for her usual appointment. Jennette Lund was a Scandinavian beauty, whose flawless fair skin and stylish, dark blonde hair made her look at least a decade younger than her 45 years. She lived and worked locally, so when her doctor had suggested massage as an adjunct treatment for her fibromyalgia, she began coming to the resort weekly. The deep tissue massage and, even more, the release of stress helped manage the disease. Jennette always chose Roberto as her massage therapist. He was not the youngest of the male therapists, but he was pretty fit, and he was by far HER favorite.

“Hola, Mrs. Lund, I have been expecting you,” Roberto welcomed her. “With your permission, Señora, I have a special massage planned for you today,” he said. “I booked you for a double-massage session, so we will not be rushed in getting you feeling better.”

Jennette smiled. She always thought that Roberto’s Castilian accent was both cute and sexy. And his dark hair with graying temples didn’t diminish his boyish charm. The sight of his muscular legs, somewhere between olive and light brown, jutting from the hem of his tan Bermuda shorts always sped her heartbeat just a touch. And the sleeves of the black polo sporting the resort logo attractively hugged his well-developed biceps. “That will be lovely, Roberto,” she said with anticipation.

“Señora Lund,” said Roberto, “por favor, remove your clothing and lie down here on the massage table or on the bed. Your choice, of course. You are booked for the full contact massage, correcto?”

“Of course,” Mrs. Lund replied. Jennette had been massaged by Roberto often. Being nude in front of him was not an issue for her. She looked forward to the feel of his hands on her aching back, legs, and hips. She removed her clothing as Roberto prepared the coconut massage oil and some warm flat stones.

Jennette especially needed a massage after the stress of this week. She worked as a head nurse at the small local hospital and was also a nurse practitioner with her own practice. Some weeks, she was the primary medical services provider in the area, and this had been one of them.

From the corner of his eye, Roberto followed Mrs. Lund’s movements. He wondered if she realized that lots of men, even young men, recognized her beauty. But her beauty was more than skin deep. He knew her to be a kind and caring person, his own children having received her care over the years.

Jennette did not really believe that she was still all that pretty. She knew that she was no longer young. Her voluptuous curves seemed to her like just too much fat, even though most of it settled in all the right places. But her husband told her that her large Norwegian eyes and incredibly smooth soft skin still made him swoon. She was glad she had always been careful in the sun.

“Full contact massages are my favorite,” said Jennette as she straightened and stretched her arms over and behind her head.

Roberto saw this and knew that she was not trying to be sexy. She just was; it came naturally to her. She lay facedown on the heated massage table, fully nude.

Roberto approached the side of the table, rubbing coconut oil between his hands. It melted, and he applied it to Jennette’s back. As he worked it all over, she let out a tiny sigh.

Then Roberto reached over to his mahogany utility table to get the container of melted and warm, but not hot, coconut oil. He poured some on Jennette’s back along her spine and onto her lovely buns. He removed his shirt before beginning to rub the oil onto Jennette’s back with his hands and arms.

Next, he slipped out of his uniform shorts and climbed onto the table, straddling Jennette’s thighs. He leaned over to massage her back. Of course, because he was now also nude, his manhood rested between her lovely bum cheeks.

Jennette moaned slightly as he stretched to dig the backs of his elbows into her tight trapezius muscles, his front sliding along her back as he did.

Then Roberto focused his efforts on her neck as he whispered into her left ear, “You have a beautiful back, Señora Lund. I will work on your neck while your back is warming up.”

Jennette loved the feel of Roberto’s hands massaging her back and neck. She also liked the feel of his torso warming her back. She was aware of his manhood and where it lay, but she enjoyed that too.

By now, Roberto’s chest, arms, and tummy were as oily as his hands. He sat up, careful to not let too much of his weight rest on his client’s thighs. The mahogany table was within reach, and he removed some of the smooth flat stones from the warmer. He placed six of them on Jennette’s back in places he knew gave her problems. Then he gently lay back down, trapping the heat between their bodies.

Jennette loved the feel of the warm stones on her knots. Her back had been so tight today. Then she felt Roberto lift his hips and slide a seventh, more elongated stone along her buns and down her crack. He positioned it so that it barely but perfectly parted her vaginal lips. When Roberto lowered his weight, Jennette felt hardness in front and behind. His growing erection rested again between her buns and the warm elongated stone now pressed deeper along her labia, its tip warming her clitoris.

Roberto lay lightly on her while his hands massaged her neck. Jennette really enjoyed the touch of his hands and the feel of his full body along her back. She felt the stones warming her sore muscles and knots, but she especially loved the feel of the stone parting and warming her ladyparts.

After a few minutes, Roberto rolled off and stood next to her to work on her thigh and calf muscles. He left the seven stones in place.

Jennette often got cramps in her legs, especially in her calves. She grimaced as Roberto massaged the sore spots on her left calf, then smiled when she heard him humming the song, “Hurts So Good.” It was a little inside joke that they shared.

Roberto knew her body so well. He knew just how deep to massage and just how much pain she could handle. Jennette appreciated his knowledge and skills as he massaged out all the knots from both of her legs.

Next, Roberto removed the stones from his client’s back and massaged her entire back and glutes. He gave close attention to where the stones had been, then removed the elongated stone from Jennette’s ladyplace. She sighed sadly.

Now he returned to her legs for a more general massage of the leg muscles. As he finished with each lower leg, Roberto wrapped both hands around her thigh and massaged up towards her pelvis. He would then relax his grip and slide his hands back to her knee, repeating the move several times. He got closer to her ladyplace each time until he “accidentally” touched it with the leading edge of his hand.

After her legwork, Roberto reached over to the coconut oil container and obtained a large lump of unmelted oil. He warmed it a bit between his hands, then gently stroked Jennette’s beautiful ladyplace with it before sliding the chunk of coconut oil into her already wet vaginal opening. The oil quickly melted and some flowed out, only to be stroked onto her clitoris as Roberto reached under her to briefly massage her ladyparts.

Jennette’s breathing started to get heavier. “This always feels so good,” she thought, “and he’s doing it a little sooner than usual.” She loved how his massages were never exactly the same.

Roberto next massaged inside her vagina with his long smooth fingers, using deep pressure but a gentle movement that mesmerized Jennette. “This is the “yindao-shizhi” massage,” said Roberto in a soft voice, as he gently rubbed her G spot with his index finger.

Then he withdrew his fingers to a softly protesting sigh from Jennette. He had her roll over onto her right side so that he could begin a deep tissue massage of her left hip, one of her most problematic spots. Soon Jennette was enjoying the release of those tight muscles.

But there was no denying that Roberto was aroused. He put one knee up on the massage table, and as his hands worked her hip, Jennette felt his growing erection pressing against her buns. She longed for him so much. If only he would slide inside her! Would he leave her in this keyed-up state?

“He wouldn’t do that to me,” she thought.

Roberto slowly began to work his hands along her ribs as he put both feet back on the floor. His right hand cupped, then caressed and oiled her left breast.

“Mmmm… that feels nice,” Jennette said.

Rob’s other hand was applying oil to and stroking his now full erection. He moved back down to her hip level. She lay in a perfect position, her knees bent, and her body curled up on her side. He put his left knee on the table and surprised her by pressing his tip to her vaginal folds and then sliding fully inside. He had made her wish come true!

“Ohhh..” she said. “That feels even nicer.”

He slowly pumped inside, then withdrew until he was almost out as he said, “This is your “yinjing” massage.”

Jennette answered with a long sigh. They continued to make love in this unique position but only for a minute.

Roberto withdrew and leaned over to whisper in his client and lover’s ear, “My boss sure doesn’t know about this.”

“He better not,” said Jennette. “I have my reputation to maintain, you know.”

Roberto smiled as he rolled her onto her back and poured warm coconut oil onto her full, shapely breasts.

“What beautiful pechos you have, mi amor.”

“Para ti,” (for you) she said as she pushed her full breasts up towards him.

Roberto gently but firmly massaged her breasts. He gave special attention to each nipple, rolling them between his fingers and thumb as Jennette sighed quietly again. She sighed louder when Roberto encompassed one nipple in his mouth and began to suck on it gently then flick it fast with his tongue. He soon switched to the other, and by now, both nipples were fully engorged and erect. They looked like perfect raspberries.

“Ahhh…” said Roberto, “¡mis frambuesas sabrosos!” He loved on her tasty raspberries for a while, also reaching down to stroke her ladyplace. But soon, he stood up straight to do each of her arms, shoulders, and hands.

Jennette longed for Roberto to return to the erotic touches, but she realized these other parts needed attention. Her breathing was deep, and she arched her back to push her beautiful breasts a little closer to him.

But Roberto reminded her that this was a full-service massage, and he had to take care of her manos y brazos. He rubbed oil up her left arm as he massaged her muscles. He did each finger of her hand, then moved to the other side and did the same to her right arm and hand.

But Jennette noticed his full erection close by. “What a beautiful sight!” she exclaimed. She reached over with her free hand and wrapped her fingers around Rob’s erection. Slowly, she began to pump it and then leaned over to kiss his tip. Then she surprised him by engulfing his tip with her mouth and rubbing her tongue along and around it.

“Ohhhh!” said Roberto. That feels nice to me!” He reached over and rested his left hand on her labia. As she began to slide him in and out of her mouth from shallow to deeper, he parted her lips and stroked two of his fingers into her wet opening. He then continued the stroke to reach her clitoris. His fingers lingered there, rubbing her just the way she liked it.

Jennette was trying to keep giving him pleasure, but the raging tingle in her clitoris was just too much. “Please go inside me!” she begged. “I need this…” and she kissed his tip again, “…inside me NOW!”

That was a request or demand that Rob could not refuse. But first, he took his hard penis in his right hand and rubbed his wet tip on her nearest oily nipple as he stroked his erection. With his left hand, he continued to firmly caress and stroke and rub her clitoris.

“This is something new,” Jennette thought, entranced. Seeing and feeling the hard but still cushiony head of Roberto’s penis rubbing on her nipple nearly gave her an orgasm. After a few minutes, she begged him again to go inside her love tunnel.

When he climbed onto the massage table between her open legs, Rob first lay down on the table and took a series of loooong licks across her opening and up to her sexy clitoris. Then he began to focus his attention on the hot little nub.

With a husky, gasping voice, Jennette said, “You know Roberto, the clitoris is the only organ in the human body with its sole purpose?”

Roberto paused and looked over her lovely dark-blonde bosque, past her beautiful breasts, and into her eyes. “Spoken like a true nurse,” he said. “The purpose is to give you pure pleasure, mi amor.”

“Yes!” exclaimed Jennette, “and pure pleasure is exactly what you are giving me.” She stopped talking and arched her back in ecstasy.

As her orgasm started, Roberto persisted with his tongue’s caresses of her clitoris, but soon he slid up on top of her lovely body and into her anxious love tunnel. As he thrust his erection into Jennette’s throbbing orgasmic vagina, her orgasm intensified!

Roberto pounded into her again and again. He knew that when she was this wired, his wife loved it this way.

Jennette’s orgasm had just started to subside, but he kept thrusting deep into her love tunnel. He also leaned in and sucked and tongue-flicked each nipple alternately. His free hand gently pinched the raspberry that he was not eating. That did it! He pushed Jennette quickly into a second orgasm.

Before her double orgasm had even begun to recede, Rob came deep inside her. He loved the feel of her orgasmic caresses around his hard shaft. “The ultimate hug!” he thought happily to himself. He loved to come so far up inside her. It was how they had made their children, and he loved Jennette so much for her sacrifices to bear and raise them. He also loved her for how she gave herself to him with passion. And massaging her voluptuous body was wonderful, too!

Rob’s semen filled her up. Jennette loved the warm feeling of those million little guys swimming around inside her. “Spermatozoa all dressed up with nowhere to go!” she joked after Rob had stopped thrusting and lay on top of her, still inside her.

He rested on his elbows as he looked into her laughing eyes and said, “Well, two of those little guys made it to the party in the course of our marriage.”

“Señor, was I enough woman for you today?” Jennette asked him.

“Mas que bastante” (more than enough) was his reply, and they shared a long loving kiss. “I love you so much, mi amor!” he said fervently. “You are living proof that God loves me!”

“That God loves us!” she corrected him. “Twenty-five years of marriage, and we still get to do this!” she added.

“Truly amazing!” said Rob. “You are amazing!”

“Oh?” she asked. “But aren’t you the one who gave me the sexy massage of a lifetime?”

Roberto laughed, and it made his erection bounce inside his wife.

“I felt that!” she said in a sultry voice. “Shall we go for round two?”

And they did. They climbed down from the massage table and showered together. Jennette sat on the shower chair and gave Roberto a long fellatio experience, but not to orgasm. Then they moved to the bed and made use of a vibrator, lying in a unique “X position,” at right angles to each other with legs intertwined. It let Rob penetrate and thrust deeply while Jennette used her vibrator. As usual, they reached climax together, although Jennette had another double orgasm.

Later, at home, they laughed some more about their rendezvous. This erotic massage and lovemaking session at Rob’s chateau had become a once a week activity. Mrs. Jennette Lund-Gil never missed her Friday afternoon appointment, if at all possible. For Roberto and Jennette, this was a fantastic way to celebrate their love. After all, God commanded Adam and Eve to be one flesh. They still had regular lovemaking sessions at home, but the massage sex was special. They both felt closer to each other and closer to God when they shared such an intense married love experience.

That night, as they cuddled in bed before sleep, Roberto was spooning Jennette. “There are actually three great evidencias of God’s love for you and me,” he said. “Uno, God sent us His son. Dos, He gave us each other, y tres, He blessed us with two great kids.”

“Tiene razón, mi amor,” (you’re right) whispered his sleepy but very happy wife. “Gracias for the great massage and especially for all the extras.”

“The Full Contact Massages with Extras are reserved only for you,” he replied. “My most beautiful client.”

“You have to say that,” replied Jennette as she rolled over to kiss her husband goodnight. But she knew that he meant it. His passionate massage and all those “extras” proved that. She always felt the most beautiful when Roberto was making love to her. And the massage and all that went with it were lovemaking in the finest sense. But Rob was so kind and respectful the rest of their time together, too. She loved him so much.

The tingling started again. Jennette looked up at him with a coy smile and said, “Wanna go for round three?”