The Ultimate Massage |

For many flight attendants, the opportunity to travel to different cities and countries and explore their hi and culture is one of the biggest perks of the job. But for me, the chance to travel to different cities and countries to indulge in numerous ual encounters with coworkers, pilots, passengers, new friends, and anonymous strangers was the ultimate perk of my flight attendant career.

I have never had a bad experience or one that I ever regretted taking part in. One of my memorable ventures occurred late in my career when I had the chance to work a flight to Tahiti. The layover time was only twentyfour hours, but I wasn’t concerned. I managed to pack quite a few ual encounters in that short time during previous layovers.

During the flight, I talked to Toni, one of the other flight attendants, who told me about a place in Tahiti that I might enjoy experiencing.

“Really? What is it?” I asked.

“It’s a spa with special massages. I think you will love the experience. I’ll give you the info later,” she said, and we returned to our duties.

The flight was mostly uneventful. Toni managed to stop by with the name and address of the spa she told me about earlier. It was called Tarita’s. Toni also wrote down the type of massage I should ask for. It was a hard name to pronounce, but it was spelled “Daugarogaro Taa E massage.” I asked Toni what it meant, but she was very cryptic and insisted I would love it.

The airline had a small bus to transport us to the flight crew hotel. We checked in and headed to our rooms.

I changed out of my uniform and pulled the note from Toni out of my pocket. I wasn’t tired, so I decided to treat myself to a massage. I changed into a short sundress and a comfortable pair of sandals, nothing else. From Toni’s cryptic comments, I figured I’d be naked during the massage, so why add more clothes. Besides, I love the freedom I feel when I am naked under a short, flimsy dress.

After a brief taxi ride to the spa, I was warmly greeted by an attractive young woman at the front desk. I showed her Toni’s note and asked about a Daugarogaro Taa E massage.

She smiled and said, “It means special sensual massage.”

“How sensual is it?” I asked curiously.

She laughed and said, “As sensual as you want it.”

Then she pulled out a book of portfolios and led me off to the side. “Look through the portfolios and pick a masseur or a masseuse if you prefer,” she said.

I opened the cover and was surprised to see that all the masseurs and masseuses were naked in their portfolios. The portfolios listed their names, age, length of employment, height, and weight.

I found an interest in a tall, handsome, powerfully built young man named Toanui. He was twentyfive years old and worked as a masseur for five years. He was six feet tall and weighed 180 pounds, and his cock measured a solid, thick eight inches.

The young woman at the desk said, “You chose wisely.” Then she took me into a locker room. She handed me a short silk robe and told me to change. I quickly removed my dress and heels, donned the silk robe, and stepped out of the locker room into the hallway.

The young woman was waiting and led me to a private bathing area. After a shower, she led me to a private massage room. She told me to get comfortable.

The room was decorated in a Polynesian motif. A massage table took up the center of the room. A couple of cabinets stood at one wall, along with a table with a supply of towels and various bottles of oil and lotions.

Another wall was covered with a mirror. I stood before the mirror, stared at my reflection, and smiled. I let the robe slide off my shoulders and gather around my ankles as I stood completely naked and admired my beautiful body in the mirror. Forgetting about where I was at, I brought my hands up and caressed my breasts. I strummed my fingers across my nipples and watched my areolas tighten as my teats quickly extended.

“Oh, gosh, I feel so horny,” I said to myself, as I am always like this after a long flight.

My hands left my breasts and moved down my flat tummy to my pelvis and its trimmed strip of reddish hair. I closed my eyes and softly moaned as I ran my fingers down the top of my slit and aroused my clit. My body quivered, and I thought I’d better stop before I got too carried away. I gathered the robe from the floor and hung it on a hook attached to the wall.

I climbed up on the massage table and rolled onto my side, facing the mirror. In light of my unceasing vanity, I propped my upper body up on my elbow and raised my upper leg, bent at the knee, posing to myself in the mirror.

I could see why men loved to fuck me when I reached a hand between my legs and brushed my fingers back and forth across my pussy. I could already feel the warmth and moisture radiating from within.

I used my index and ring finger to spread the lips of my pussy as I rubbed my middle finger up and down my slippery slit. A soft moan escaped from my parted lips. Slowly, I began working my middle finger in and out of my juicy cunt, and my moans increased and rose in pitch.

I was startled when the door to the massage room opened, and Toanui entered. I was surprised to see two more masseurs follow behind him. I recognized them from their portfolios. My biggest surprise was to see all three of them naked as they walked in.

They approached three sides of the massage table and surrounded me. Some women might have been embarrassed to be caught naked with her fingers in her pussy by three handsome, equally naked young men, but I was already turned on from fingering my pussy. So, I pulled my finger from my juice hole and stuck it in my mouth.

After licking my finger clean, I looked them over, one by one. The two masseurs introduced themselves as Poni and Manua. They were both in their twenties. Poni was 5’10”, muscular, with a beautiful cock. Manua was taller than Poni, had a thinner build, and had a long dick, nearly a foot long.

I turned to Toanui and asked why there were three masseurs. He said that someone had arranged for me to experience the “ultimate” massage and that I should lay back and enjoy it. I was sure it was my coworker, Toni, who suggested this place.

They told me to lay flat on my stomach. I did as they said and turned my face towards the mirror. The three young men poured oil on their hands and began the massage.

Toanui started at my neck and shoulders and worked his way down my back. Poni started on my right foot, Manua on my left foot. Both men massaged the toes, soles, and heels before venturing up my legs. I had six hands, twentyfour fingers, and six thumbs working on me. It was a wonderful feeling.

Toanui poured a generous amount of oil onto the small of my back and massaged it further down my derriere. He squeezed and kneaded my fleshy globes before letting his fingers ease between the cheeks of my ass. Poni and Manua had each worked their hands to the tops of my thighs. The three worked as a team. They were in perfect sync.

They each used one of their hands to brush against my pussy and the other to pull my cheeks apart like a peach. Toanui took advantage of the widened gap to strum his finger across my anal divot. I responded in the only way I could by closing my eyes, flexing my hips, and softly moaning.

As my moans increased in succession and volume, they suddenly stopped what they were doing to me and told me to roll over. I was a little distressed that they stopped, but I complied. Why not? I had frontal regions that needed attention.

The three masseurs poured more warm oil on their hands to massage my frontal regions. They rotated positions, with Poni starting at my shoulders and quickly moving to my breasts, caressing my firm globes and pinching and pulling my hardened nipples.

Meanwhile, Toanui and Manua started at my feet and quickly worked their hands up my legs to the tops of my thighs. Their hands disappeared between my legs and occasionally brushed my pussy as they massaged my inner thighs.

Toanui, Manua, and Poni had their desired effect on me. I was flexing my hips and moaning all over again. The act of them rubbing their hands on my naked flesh also seemed to affect them. Their cocks began to grow long and hard. Watching their arousal growing over me had its effect on me, and I wanted all three cocks.

I reached out and slid my hand up Poni’s thigh. I took hold of his rising cock and stroked it, causing him to moan in response. Watching me stroking Poni’s cock, the other two moved my body up the massage table so that my head was hanging back off the edge.

Poni put one hand under my head and held it as he guided his cock to my face with the other. He rubbed the head of his cock back and forth on my cheeks and lips. I stuck out my tongue and flicked it against the underside of his cockhead.

At the same time, Manua moved to one side of the table and took a hungry interest in my breasts. He squeezed and caressed my mounds while he kissed and sucked my nipples.

Toanui leaned in between my legs from the foot of the table. He lifted my legs onto his shoulders and dipped his face into my crotch. The first flick of his tongue on my pussy lips elicited a deep groan of pleasure, which was quickly muffed by Poni sliding his cock into my mouth.

The three horny masseurs rotated their places around my body until each of them had a chance to eat my pussy, suck my tits, and have his cock sucked.

Then, they rolled me onto my side. Toanui got on the table and lay on his back as Poni and Manua lifted me and turned me over to straddle Toanui’s lap.

Knowing what to do next, I lowered my hips until Toanui’s thick cock penetrated my introitus and stopped inches inside my pussy. My initial moans of pleasure intensified as Toanui began flexing his hips up and down, driving his fat cock in and out of my pussy.

“Oh, yes…Oh, Yesss! Don’t stop,” I cried pleasurably.

“Don’t worry, more is coming,” Toanui said as he grabbed the cheeks of my ass and spread them wide apart.

Manua lubed his cock with massage oil and got on the table. Toanui stopped moving and held me still as Manua got on the sturdy table behind me and lined his cock with my asshole. I glanced over my shoulder at Manua with a knowing and mischievous smile.

Manua then pushed his hips slightly forward. The smile and look on my face change, first to one of slight discomfort and then to one of absolute delight and ecstasy as Manua worked all of his long cock into my asshole. I loved the feel of having two cocks inside me, rubbing against each other, separated by just the thin membrane between my vagina and intestine.

The two men flexed their hips back and forth, me like a seesaw. It took a few thrusts to establish a rhythm, but soon the three of us were at a quick pace. Our moans and groans of pleasure quickly filled the room, although mine were soon muffed again as Poni stepped to the side of the massage table, grabbed my hair, turned my head toward him, and stuffed my mouth with his cock.

I bobbed my head, gobbling up as much cock as I could take without choking on it. Now I was getting fucked in all three holes by three dicks at once.

If this was a ual competition where the winner was the one who received the most pleasure, I would have won hands down. I came first and often. I pulled Poni’s cock from my mouth and cried out that I was cumming. Manua and Toanui stopped and held me steady as every inch of my body quivered and quaked. But I recovered quickly, and we were back at it.

Poni was the first of the guys to groan that he was going to cum. He pulled his cock from my mouth and began stroking it. As the cumhungry slut that I am, I opened my mouth and urged him to fill it with his seed.

I stuck out my tongue and flicked it on the sensitive frenulum beneath the head of his cock. It was all it took to drive him over the edge. A long, thick rope of spicy semen shot from his meatus and strung across my tongue. My hunger for his cheese had me quickly swallowing it and wrapping my lips around his cock as he fed me more. He pumped several more ropes between my tongue and palate. I let it linger and saturate my tastebuds before I swallowed a second time after Poni pulled his sensitive cock from my mouth.

Toanui and Manua had slowed their pace while Poni fed me his load. Once he was done, I looked back over my shoulder at Manua and down at Toanui. At the same time, I began flexing my hips back and forth at a more determined pace. Toanui and Manua responded in kind. Soon, they were driving their cocks into my bottom holes at a brutal pace.

The three of us were sweating, moaning, and gasping for air until each one of us cried out that we were cumming. Amazingly, we all came about the same time. I was the first to climax. My orgasm exploded deep in my belly. It made me scream as my body quivered and shook. Toanui and Manua drove both of their cocks deep into my pussy and ass as they cried out that they were cumming.

Ultimately, we collapsed into a pile of intertwined arms, legs, and bodies. Manua pulled his cock from my ass and slipped off the massage table. Then he and Poni helped me off of Toanui.

I felt empty without their cocks inside me but very relaxed and satisfied all the same. They stood me next to the massage table and began wiping me down. They thanked me for giving them a good time, and I thanked them by leaving a big tip behind.

The same young woman who had led me into the massage room came in as the three masseuses left. She led me to the shower area, where I took a long warm shower, douching my pussy and ass of as much semen as I could. After I left the spa, I took a cab back to my hotel and slept soundly through the night.

The next day, I thanked my coworker, Toni, for steering me in the right direction, and promised here a steak dinner at a fivestar restaurant when we landed back in the States.