The erotic massage of Tiberius

The erotic massage of Tiberius

 

Tiberiu has been visiting Ranya at the erotic massage salon for almost two years. Although he did not live in Bucharest, he had spent enough time there through extended trips to know the city well. Tiberiu first visited the massage parlor on a previous visit to the city while preparing for one of his first professional engagements there. A colleague had recommended it as a state-of-the-art erotic massage service. Coincidentally, Tiberiu was served by Ranya on his first visit. Ranya, a petite blonde of 28, was a talented masseuse with a great personality; Tiberiu had visited the massage parlor many times over the past two years, but had never been anyone’s client but Ranya’s.

The receptionist greeted Tiberius and greeted him by name. The salon was preferred by local customers and visitors like Tiberiu for its quality and discretion. Once inside, a girl greeted Tiberius and took him to his room for that afternoon’s appointment. Ranya was already waiting inside the room, which to the casual observer looked a lot like a large hotel room. Soft carpeting and dimly lit wall art provided a relaxing environment. A massage table sat against one wall next to a table with clean towels and linens.

Tiberius greeted Ranya and sat down on the sofa. A second girl brought a tray of drinks for Tiberius and Ranya and placed it on the table in front of the couch next to the vase of fresh flowers. This was a ritual dating back to Tiberius’s first visit long ago, when he accepted the drink without knowing what to expect. While Tiberiu and Ranya’s relationship was clearly a business one, they enjoyed each other’s company and talked comfortably for a few minutes.

Tiberius got up from the sofa and approached the chair in front of the private bathroom. Ranya took her clothes as she undressed for the shower; they would be neatly folded for him when their session was over. Tiberius was completely comfortable naked in front of Ranya. There were certainly no secrets about his body to her. After the shower, she took the bathrobe off him and he lay face down on the table.

Ranya was an excellent masseuse. She started with Tiberius’ back to ease the tension from too many hours in front of his computer. As Ranya was about to massage his buttocks and legs, she would first spread Tiberius’ legs as wide as possible. Tiberius always enjoyed the feeling of slight vulnerability that came with it, his testicles slightly exposed even in this face down position. Ranya vigorously massaged Tiberius’ buttocks and inner thighs, but also let her fingertips lightly move over his body from time to time. Tiberius loved feeling the contractions in his scrotum when Ranya did this. Tiberius and Ranya were so familiar with each other that his unrestrained groans would guide his work; a certain understanding had developed between them through many visits.

Once Ranya had Tiberius on his back, she would massage his arms and head to begin. He especially liked the feeling of lying naked on the table. He had long ago asked Ranya to leave him fully exposed. Ranya began the process of sexually arousing Tiberius as she massaged his chest, pausing briefly to cup her nipples for a few moments. Traveling to his stomach and navel, Tiberius could feel his penis begin to move towards a state of arousal. There was no rush, Ranya had developed a process that slowly brought Tiberius to a full erection within minutes. Ranya incorporated verbal cues into the process, with comments like, “are you ready to make Tiberius hard” and “how much cum do you have for me today.” Certainly none of this was part of Tiberiu’s first experience with Ranya, nor was it probably part of the service, except for the most loyal and oldest customers. Sometimes Tiberius answered Ranya’s questions, and sometimes he remained silent…it was all part of the process.

Once Tiberius was fully erect, Ranya applied more oil to his penis and testicles. She knew very well that Tiberius liked slow, slippery, noisy caresses. Tiberius loved listening to the sound of Ranya caressing him, her soft dirty voice against a background of slippery wet noise only adding to his pleasure. Ranya always brought Tiberius to the brink of orgasm several times before letting him settle down. While on the first few visits, Tiberiu had seen Ranya give him a quick massage, probably the standard client treatment to this day, Tiberiu kept coming for two years and the generous tips led to a different experience.

Tiberius moaned as Ranya held the base of his cock with one hand, tugging at his foreskin as she massaged the head of his cock with her other hand. Tiberius liked the feel of Ranya on his cock and body. Although it was different from what he had experienced with his girlfriends, it was extremely pleasurable. Tiberiu actually used his sessions with Ranya to practice deep breathing skills to intensify his orgasms and to better understand his body in order to enjoy better sex with his girlfriends. He enjoyed the feeling of power that Ranya exerted on him… better breath control or not, she decides when Tiberiu will ejaculate.

When Ranya was ready to let Tiberius orgasm, she would stimulate the base of his testicles with one hand and stroke him with the other, applying just the right amount of pressure. Tiberius always ejaculated forcefully during his visits to Ranya. Once he began to ejaculate, she continued to stroke him, noisily, until the last explosion. She then stood noiselessly with her hands gently on Tiberius for a few moments while he recovered his breath. These post-orgasm moments were always comfortable and soothing for Tiberius as he lay on the bed, hyper-aware of the cum that landed on his chest and stomach, sometimes dripping down his side. After a few minutes, Ranya was wiping it off quickly and efficiently. She then finished her session with a few minutes of post-orgasmic leg work on Tiberius, focusing on his ankles. For whatever reason, rubbing his ankles after an orgasm induced the most pleasurable feeling of calm in Tiberius, which was almost as pleasurable as the orgasm itself. For Tiberius, this was the happy ending.