A relaxing morning

After a lazy breakfast the next morning, Chloe announced, "I'm here to relax. Anybody else want me to book them a massage?"

"Oh, good idea," Megan agreed.

After the flight and the vigorous use the day before, David also thought a little relaxation was in order, "yeah, me too."

A little later, David found himself in a warm dimly lit room, listening to soft instrumental music, laying on a massage table covered only by a towel.

When the masseuse came in, she poured a little warm oil on his shoulders and started working on them. She softly asked, "is the pressure okay?"

"Nnngh yeah," he responded. If he had had any worries, they would have melted away as her hands slid across his back, finding every knot and pushing away any tension.

He didn't even know how long the massage was supposed to last, but she certainly wasn't in any hurry. She slowly worked her way down his back, making sure no stress remained anywhere.

As she moved past his glutes and toward his legs, David felt her hands slide to his inner thigh, then up. He felt an oily hand slide along his taint and underneath him, stroking his balls and giving them a gentle squeeze. Her soft voice returned, "we offer a lingam option for no additional charge." She gently squeezed again, "it's highly recommended."

He adjusted to let his cock stiffen below him. He replied as her hand continued to slide along his balls, "that sounds awesome."

Her hands moved back to his inner thighs, pushing those muscles and then up and below him again.

Her hands worked their way down his legs, skillfully relieving stress in those muscles, but regularly returning to his balls, teasing and increasing stress there.

After spending a long time with his legs, she quietly suggested, "can you turn over?"

He was more than happy to, leaving his cock pointing firmly at the ceiling.

The masseuse quietly approved, "nice." She put more oil on her hands, put them on his hips, and slid them inward, again caressing his balls and moving up his shaft.

Her hands wrapped around his cock, slowly gliding up and down his length. Her slick hands slid along him, sometimes twisting as they did, sometimes returning to his balls, or his inner thighs, or gliding out along his hips.

Just like the rest of the massage, this was entirely unhurried. It seemed like she would be happy to continue stroke his cock all day, letting her hands gently push him closer and closer to the edge. She did an amazing job slowly and softly building to a dramatic release of tension.

When he couldn't stand any more, David moaned. The masseuse leaned forward and wrapped her lips around the tip of his cock. Her hands continued to glide around his shaft and around his balls as he pumped her mouth full. Nothing about the stimulation he was receiving changed until every last bit of his tension was released.

She stood up and swallowed with a quiet "mmm" before her hands moved down and started working the front of his thighs and continuing down to his legs.

By the time his chest and arms had been carefully kneaded, David had entirely lost track of time. Finally the woman quietly instructed him to "relax and come out whenever you're ready."

He slowly dressed and shuffled happily out of the massage room. He was almost surprised to see daylight still flowing through the windows. When he finally looked at his phone, it turned out he had massage had only been 90 minutes, even if it felt like all day.

He was shortly joined by Chloe and Megan, who looked exactly as blissed-out as David felt. He heard Megan whisper to Chloe, "she said it's called 'yoni massage'."

Chloe responded dreamily, "whatever it was, I needed it."

David asked, "you got," he gestured at their crotches, "too?"

Megan confirmed, "yeah... it was amazing."

Chloe again distantly summarized, "I didn't know I had tension in my clit, but she sure found it."

The three of them shuffled back to the room and laid down with their bodies pressed together, not yet wanting the blissful relaxation to end.

After Chloe and Megan described the massage experience they had to the other girls, many more massage appointments were made.

More glassy eyed women returned to the room and curled up together a few hours later.