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A Night of FBSM and My Sensual Massage

Stacey had been planning for this night for some time now. She had been fantasizing about a sensual lingerie massage for months, and tonight was the night that she was going to make it happen.

She had spent all day getting ready, getting her hair and makeup just right, choosing the perfect lingerie for the occasion, and planning the perfect massage for her special night. She wanted to have the perfect ambiance, a soft, delicate scent of essential oils and candles, just the right music playing in the background, and all the perfect tools for the massage.

After her preparations were complete, Stacey lay down on the massage table and prepared to relax as her masseuse prepared the oils and candles. The masseuse, a professional in the field of FBSM, had been recommended to Stacey by a friend, and she was eager to try her services.

The masseuse started the massage with gentle strokes, gradually increasing the intensity as she worked her way down Stacey’s body, kneading her muscles and tendons and teasing her skin with gentle caresses. The masseuse was skilled and experienced, and she seemed to know exactly the right spots to hit that made Stacey moan and shudder with pleasure.

The masseuse’s hands moved from Stacey’s back to her ass, and Stacey felt her own body heat up as her arousal began to build. The masseuse expertly stroked her ass cheeks, paying special attention to the sensitive skin around her anus. Stacey gasped as the masseuse began to gently press and rub in circles, stimulating her sensitive nerve endings and sending shocks of pleasure through her body.

The masseuse continued her sensual assault, moving her hands down to Stacey’s thighs, then back up her thighs to her waist. She used her thumbs to gently massage Stacey’s inner thighs and groin, sending shivers of pleasure coursing through her body.

Stacey was now panting and moaning with pleasure, her arousal reaching its height. The masseuse slowly inched her way up Stacey’s body, applying light pressure to her nipples and teasing them with her fingers. Stacey gasped as the masseuse moved her hands higher and higher, paying special attention to her neck and shoulders, and then finally moving to Stacey’s lips.

With one hand, the masseuse lightly caressed Stacey’s lips, applying enough pressure to make Stacey moan in pleasure. The other hand moved to Stacey’s clit, and the masseuse expertly applied pressure in slow circles, sending shockwaves of pleasure through Stacey’s body.

As Stacey felt herself nearing the edge, the masseuse slowed her movements and lowered her hand to Stacey’s inner thighs. Stacey moaned as the masseuse feathered her fingers up and down her inner thighs and then back up to her clit, building the intensity as Stacey rocked her hips against the massage table.

Stacey let out a loud gasp as she felt the sensation build and then finally reach its peak. She felt her body trembling and her orgasm take over, the pleasure washing over her in powerful waves.

When the pleasure finally subsided, Stacey lay there for a few moments, savoring the feeling of bliss that had just taken over her body. The masseuse then cleaned up the oils and candles, and Stacey thanked her for the amazing massage.

As she dressed and said her goodbyes, she realized that this was not just a massage, but an unforgettable experience. She had never felt such pleasure before, and she vowed to make this a regular occurrence. And so, every time she had the chance, Stacey would seek out the best FBSM masseuse in town, to experience pleasure like no other.