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I had been backpacking for the past few months through SE Asia and my trip was coming to an end. I had a few more days left in Vietnam before my flight back the states. During all my travels i had been on a very strict and very tight daily budget to make sure I had enough money for my whole trip and by the end I realized I would have a little extra cash left over. With this extra money i decided I would treat myself to a spa visit. Massages in SE Asia are so ridiculously cheap it's hard to pass them up. 

Now before readers jump to conclusions I want to say that this was a legitimate spa, not one of those happy ending spas, I mean it was featured in a Lonely Planet book and everything! Anyway, i went in and booked a bunch of services which included a facial, hand and foot rejuvenation, hot stone therapy and a full body massage. The woman who greeted me told me to take off all my clothes except my underwear, lay down on the table and cover myself with a towel. She excused herself while I did this and came back a few minutes later with another woman.

The first hour was relaxing but uneventful. One woman gave me a facial while the other massaged my hands and feet. When they were done they told me that the masseuse who was going to do the hot stone therapy and full body massage would be in shortly. I thanked them and they left. About five minutes passed when I heard someone come in. I was utterly relaxed and didn't even open my eyes. Since I was already on stomach the person started right away without saying a word. They slowly and gently placed hot stones on my back which made my body tingle and while the stones were heating my body they started rubbing my legs. That's when I noticed that this person was not a woman. The hands were too large and too strong. I didn't care though. I actually prefer massages from men because they are generally stronger and so I think give better massages. It was also nice being touched by I man....it had been awhile.

He started working my back and shoulders for awhile and his fingers kept seeming to gently graze the side of my breasts but just barely so I wasn't sure if it was on purpose or not but either way I liked it. He then replaced the stones on my back with new hot ones and started massaging my legs again using oil this time so his hands were slipping and sliding. Again I noticed his hands seemed to be straying a bit. Every time he rubbed my thighs his hands seemed to go higher and higher. It had been so long for me that just the possibility of his hands going higher started to make me wet. His hands were getting dangerously close to my ass and wet pussy but I still wasn't sure if this was just a thorough massage. Just as I was questioning, however, one of the women walked in to ask a question. This startled him and I could feel him jerk his hand quickly to a lower point on my leg. If he was so startled then I knew his hand was probably not supposed to be there. 

After saying something in Vietnamese to the woman, she left and he continued the massage slowly working his hands back up my thighs. I wanted to let him know I liked it so I just barely spread my legs a little farther apart. As I did that his hand moved higher still. I could just feel the tips of his fingers brush the edges of my panties. I was becoming so turned on that I could barely contain myself but I didn't want to push it to far yet cause i didn't know if the woman would come back. So, I spread my legs just barely again and he got the message. As he worked his hands back up my thighs he easily slid a hand inside my panties and I let out a soft moan. My pussy was literally dripping I was so turned on. He used his massage knowledge to expertly rub my clit and in the process soaking my panties. He slid two fingers inside my wet cunt and found the g-spot immediately making me push back on his genius fingers. I was pushing my face in the pillow to keep from screaming with pleasure.

Finally I couldn't take it anymore and I didn't care if we got caught. I rolled over on my back finally getting a good look at him. He was actually fairly young, maybe early to mid thirties and decent looking. I slid off my panties and sat up to face him. I spread my legs wide so he could see how wet he had made my pussy. I reached forward and grabbed his cock through his pants which was rock hard. He unzipped his fly and pulled out his dick. It wasn't super long, maybe only 5 inches but it was really thick. I leaned back on the table and he took his dick and started rubbing my clit with it, teasing me and making my pussy throb. When I couldn't take it anymore he thrust his thick cock in me and started pounding my pussy. I came almost instantly since I was so turned on already, he slowed down a bit but I grabbed his ass and pushed him deep into me to let him know to keep going. He got the message and started pounding me again and I had to fight back the urge to scream with ecstasy. I knew that woman was going to come back any minute because his pounding was making the table move and shake. I could tell he was getting closer. He was fucking me so hard that his balls were slapping my ass and it felt like his cock had actually gotten harder. I started to come again just as he pulled out and busted his load all over me. 

Afterwards I lay there panting, covered in his cum with my pussy dripping. He gave me a towel, I quickly wiped myself down and thanked him before he left. Definitely one of my favorite travel moments and favorite fucks. 

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