Homesick For Mom

“Homesick For Mom”

By Anonymous

It was my first time visiting a massage parlor. I had been searching for a place to explore my fantasies and this seemed like a good place to start. I was a little nervous and didn’t know what to expect as I anxiously entered the parlor.

The first thing that struck me was the scent of musky incense and the gentle lapping of a fountain in the corner. It was just what I had expected and I felt my heart skipping a beat in anticipation.

I walked to the counter and greeted the receptionist. She was a petite Asian woman with a seductive smile. She asked me if I was looking for a massage and I nodded. She pointed to a sign that listed the prices and types of massage they offered. I quickly scanned the list and found the one I wanted.

I paid the fee and she led me down a dimly lit hallway to a private massage room. The room was cozy and dark, with just a few candles burning. The atmosphere was relaxing and soothing.

The masseuse soon appeared, wearing a revealing lingerie set. Her body was toned and her smile was friendly, and I could tell she was experienced in the art of massage. She asked me to lay on the bed, and soon began to work her magic.

First, she massaged my neck and shoulders. I felt the warmth of her hands radiating through my body. As she moved further down my back, her hands felt like velvet running over my skin. She worked her way lower, teasing me with her touch.

Next, she massaged my buttocks and thighs, sending waves of pleasure throughout my body. I moaned in response as she continued her sensual massage. As she reached my groin, I was pulsing with anticipation.

Her hands were like fire as she rubbed my cock in circles. She massaged it slowly, gently, and then began to suck it. The sensation was incredible, and I felt myself becoming aroused. She then moved down to my feet and massaged them, as well.

When she finished, I lay there in blissful exhaustion. She told me I could turn over, and when I did, I saw her face above me. Her brown eyes were mischievous, and she smiled as she leaned closer. We kissed and I felt my desire rising up to meet hers.

She straddled me and teased my cock with her wetness. I could feel her heat as she moved her hips against me. I put my hands in her hair and pulled her closer as I kissed her neck and ears.

Soon, she was riding me faster and faster. I could feel my climax approaching. I grabbed her hips to steady her as I thrust up into her. I gasped as I came and she screamed in pleasure, too.

We lay there afterward, in a blissful embrace. She looked into my eyes and said, “You didn’t mention it was your first time here. I’m your Mom, and I’m so glad you came home to me.”

I knew then that I had found the perfect place to explore my fantasies, and that I was homesick for Mom.