Anyone else into massages?

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I absolutely love spending an hour or more massaging every inch of my wife. we both get so turned on and end up have crazy good sex, usually anal for some reason. We went on a couples massage once and had two male massueses (both very good looking btw) and we laid there fantasizing about what could be. We were both so damn horny we raced back to the hotel, literally threw the keys to the valet and ran to our room, it was so hot. I would love to be able to massage other women but aint gonna happen, lol.
 
mmmm massage! Is a fave! And as a previous poster mentioned, back scratches too, are a fave!!

Am a lucky girl! Hubby often gives them and not only do I feel super relaxed but also end up feeling very aroused! ;) Best foreplay!

Have had professional massage and enjoyed the naughty feeling of a 'stranger' touching me! Fun stuff!!

fun topic!
 
I'm excellent at giving shoulder and back massages. Yes, I do say so, myself. I have strong fingers that don't get tired and I know how to manipulate those muscles so you tingle all over.

The last person I gave a shoulder massage to? We were just talking and she said her shoulders were tense. I offered a massage and she accepted. Before I was finished, she said she wanted to have sex with me. Why? She said it was because I have strong fingers. You women...you are so easy to manipulate. :rolleyes:
 
Love them

They're so intimate... I especially love getting a massage from someone with curious hands. ;) I don't necessarily mean in an establishment, just a massage from a close friend is enough. And if it turns into something more, well that's SUPER hot!! Not surprisingly, I haven't found a shortage of male friends to offer their services on my poor achy shoulders. ;) Anyone else love giving or getting sexually charged massages?

Hi Jeni
I absolutely LOVE to give massages. Especially very slow and gentle to start, progressively getting deeper and soothing those muscles. It's such a close thing if you put your mind into it. Just the slightest deviation from standard massage areas will get a reaction.

And I love it when I massage a lady and do the shoulders, back, legs, etc but go just that little bit further round her side - so I effectively massage her squashed breasts. It can still be seen as innocent, but if she moves to allow better access it is very likely to go further. That's what turns me on.

I then get very curious - moving just that littlke bit higher up the thighs, every time......until I am brushing my and against her sex.

Instead of then making love I like to massage her entire body - this driving her absolutely wild, but trying to maintain a relaxed demeanour.

You can tell though by the sensitivity to my touches, her breathing, her sighing, her eyes.

When I finally touch her sex, I like to be facing her and looking into her eyes.

On a couple of occasions thi has resulted in an immediate orgasm, with the delectable result that my hand becomes covered in her love potion. I lick my fingers as she watches, and this has caused her to jump on me and simply - for want of a better word - fuck my brains out.

As I have said, I love giving massages....
 
Oh I love giving massages. :D My ex said that I was really good at it too.

This one time, around a month ago, while I was in my lab, I went to talk to this classmate of mine. And when she mentioned that she was tired, I just put my hands on her shoulders and started giving her a slight massage, while standing behind her. And then, I slowly got my hands a little lower. :)

Needless to say, she loved it. :) And I loved it even more, the way she just leaned back and rested her head on me and sighed, I could tell she was thinking something naughty. And I was turned on as hell. The best part was, everyone else in the lab was watching us. :p
 
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When I was in college, this one time in class an older student (in her 40's) gave a younger girl a short backrub. I just couldn't keep my eyes off them (they both were quite good looking) and felt a bit jealous but also turned on at the same time.
 
i just love massages i wish there was a local female erotic massage oersin near me wed see eachother all the time
 
massage

You have named one of my biggest enjoyments. I don't think that there is anything as awe inspiring as the female body. I love lerning all of the intimate responces of my subject.
 
Skeptical

I'm so GLAD I found this thread! I've wanted to go and get a massage at a professional parlor for SO LONG and I don't have the "balls" to go and do it.

I have bought people massages and I give pretty decent ones, and my little sister is a licensed masseuse, BUT I can't seem to get my head around not being scrrdd and to actually go and get one done!

ANY SUGGESTIONS?
 
I love giving them and getting them. The only massages I have had have been strictly professional and non-sexual.

However, when my wife it massages by a man, she does get wet. There was one time she got a professional massage and the guy went a little farther than what was customary, but was still within bounds.

I really want her to be sexual with someone who massages her, and in fact am trying to find someone who is professionally trained to do this. I imagine such people are out there.
 
I got a lot of practice with massages in high school. A girl I had known since 3rd grade bugged me to massage her back and legs all the time. She was super athletic and said my massages helped immensely. Now I'm not going to say there was no sexual charge when I did it, but we did our best to keep it non-sexual. We both had other interests, mainly she was interested in other girls. Of course she told other girls about it, but by that time I had my own romantic interest and that would probably not have gone over well with her.

Once when I got dragged to a party with my sorta-girlfriend I ended up giving her a nice massage while she talked. Stuff happened, and I ended up spending the entire party giving girls psuedo-sexual massages. My gf had no issue with it as long as she got the last one of the night. Many guys thanked me the next day saying they got jumped on by the girls I had massaged.

There was, as there always is, a downside. For three days after that night, my hands were so stiff and cramped I couldn't even hold a pencil. Was it worth it? Oh god yes.

It should be noted that I had a fun game of explaining to adults why my hands weren't working. Every time the question was asked, I gave a different and slightly more absurd answer.
 
I have to apologize in advance for the disappointing ending, but:

Five or six years ago I was given a gift card for my birthday entitling me to a one hour massage at a perfectly reputable local massage parlor. I got there one Saturday afternoon, stripped down to nothing, laid down, and covered myself with a towel as directed. My masseuse came in an introduced herself. She was an athletic-looking 25-year-old (or so) woman with fair skin and gorgeous long, straight black hair. She did my back and shoulders, and it was heavenly. It was so heavenly that I almost drifted off into sleep. I'm glad I didn't, because it felt so damned good. Then she worked on my calves, and that felt great, too. Things changed when she moved up to my thighs. She could easily have denied it, but I swear that she switched into a massage that was designed to turn me on. It wasn't the rough, deep-tissue massage of before, but rather it became more delicate. I was thinking that it felt very nice and that I could get used to such treatment. Then there was what felt like a casual tickling finger stroke way up on the inside of my left thigh. And there was another one, almost identical one up on the inside of my right thigh. Anyone who could have seen my face would have seen my eyes bulge out. I am very sensitive to touch down there, and those little tickles on those erogenous zones switched me on, and I could feel myself getting excited. It was actually a struggle to keep from squirming. That gentler massage on my thighs was now having the effect of full-blown foreplay. My mind raced between worrying that she'd figure it out and become disgusted with me and then to wondering if she was deliberately trying to turn me on. Her hands were inches away from my now increasingly excited vulva, and who knows how far she could see under my towel. I was getting too tense from trying not to get all squirmy, so I finally said, "Can you do my calves some more? They seemed really tight this morning." She said sure, and she went back to working on my calves. I calmed down, and eventually the hour was up.

To this day I don't know if she deliberately tried to turn me on, or if it was just me and my imagination and sensitivity down there. Of course, in my fantasy life, I have imagined alternate scenarios where there is a 'happy ending'. Part of me regrets not just lying there and seeing what would happen.
 
I have to apologize in advance for the disappointing ending, but:

Five or six years ago I was given a gift card for my birthday entitling me to a one hour massage at a perfectly reputable local massage parlor. I got there one Saturday afternoon, stripped down to nothing, laid down, and covered myself with a towel as directed. My masseuse came in an introduced herself. She was an athletic-looking 25-year-old (or so) woman with fair skin and gorgeous long, straight black hair. She did my back and shoulders, and it was heavenly. It was so heavenly that I almost drifted off into sleep. I'm glad I didn't, because it felt so damned good. Then she worked on my calves, and that felt great, too. Things changed when she moved up to my thighs. She could easily have denied it, but I swear that she switched into a massage that was designed to turn me on. It wasn't the rough, deep-tissue massage of before, but rather it became more delicate. I was thinking that it felt very nice and that I could get used to such treatment. Then there was what felt like a casual tickling finger stroke way up on the inside of my left thigh. And there was another one, almost identical one up on the inside of my right thigh. Anyone who could have seen my face would have seen my eyes bulge out. I am very sensitive to touch down there, and those little tickles on those erogenous zones switched me on, and I could feel myself getting excited. It was actually a struggle to keep from squirming. That gentler massage on my thighs was now having the effect of full-blown foreplay. My mind raced between worrying that she'd figure it out and become disgusted with me and then to wondering if she was deliberately trying to turn me on. Her hands were inches away from my now increasingly excited vulva, and who knows how far she could see under my towel. I was getting too tense from trying not to get all squirmy, so I finally said, "Can you do my calves some more? They seemed really tight this morning." She said sure, and she went back to working on my calves. I calmed down, and eventually the hour was up.

To this day I don't know if she deliberately tried to turn me on, or if it was just me and my imagination and sensitivity down there. Of course, in my fantasy life, I have imagined alternate scenarios where there is a 'happy ending'. Part of me regrets not just lying there and seeing what would happen.

Actually a very lovely story. The truth is always better, and who knows what could have happened if things had gone the other way. The fact that you have thought about it (probably while pleasing yourself) is quite exciting.
 
Actually a very lovely story. The truth is always better, and who knows what could have happened if things had gone the other way. The fact that you have thought about it (probably while pleasing yourself) is quite exciting.

i agree. it was still sexy
 
Love giving and recieving.

As creepy as this may sound, just touching a woman through a hand shake and feeling her hand is nice. But when you massage a woman, it's even more intimate because you can feel her body more deeply.
 
I once helped out with A photoshoot on a beach with a fitness model. it was fair to say all 3 of us were turned on by the end.we all went out for drinks after. Next thing you know we are upstairs the 2 of us giving her a massage. Taking our time and driving us all wild. The photographer was married so even with her begging to have us take her we held out. 2 hours of massage and we all had an amazing time. Somehow the married photographer never did fuck her.
 
Yes, yes, yes... profound yes! I absolutely love giving and getting massages and I find doing so to be highly sexy. I much prefer massaging over kissing and find the former to be a much more intimate, tender, and passionate act than the latter. The lovely aspect of massaging is that it can be either a purely platonic act or a highly sexual act, and the ambiguity over how to interpret the act in this spectrum makes it even more devlishly exciting. (Whereas kissing is general seen as a much more cut-and-dry, committal type of thing. Or at least it seems so to me).

And, as others have suggested, massaging is a very easy way to seduce someone. Very easy to slide right down the platonic-->sexual slope if one so chooses. And, as opposed to other acts of flirtation or sexual advance, offering a massage is highly pleasurable for the receiver and signifies that the giver is doting, selfless, and attentive.
 
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