Erotic massage with Renatta
After the longest week I can remember, I came home to wash my troubles away with a long, hot shower. I undressed and stepped inside, feeling my worries begin to melt away under the hot drops cascading down my body.
As I slowly worked the aches out of my tired muscles, I suddenly decided to see if I could book a session with my massage therapist. That’s all the therapist would have recommended, so to speak, after such a long week.
I tried to call but there was no answer. Damn it. A sure sign that they are either overbooked or busy. With the idea already in mind, I quickly toweled off, threw on some jeans and a t-shirt, and made the short drive to the therapist’s office.
My fears were confirmed when Iulia, the usually bright and sparkly secretary, gave me a pained look and told me that all the therapists were fully booked for the rest of the evening and most of the next day.
By then my legs and back were aching mercilessly and in urgent need of attention.
– Nothing to do but go to bed early, I sighed. Thank you, see you later.
I started towards the door before she stopped me in my tracks.
– Wait, if you really need a massage tonight, I can recommend a place that offers…similar specialty treatments.
When I asked her exactly what she meant, she cocked her head shyly to one side.
– Go and find out, tell them I sent you, she whispered, handing me a business card. But don’t forget to come back of course!
She grabbed her appointment book from her desk and with a flick of her blonde locks, she walked down the hall, leaving me to look at her business card. “Vip Zone,” an address and a phone number were all that were printed in silver letters on the otherwise blank business card. Decisions, decisions.
I felt the muscles in my lower back start to cramp as I pulled out into the parking lot. Decision made. I jumped in the car and drove away.
I pulled up in front of the address a little later and went out into the street. The building was plain and ordinary, with dark windows. Above the door hung a discreet sign that simply read “Vip Zone” and a small sign on the door read “Call to enter.” I remember thinking I must be crazy to go get a massage without an appointment.
I rang the bell and sat restlessly, maybe a little nervous. A speaker on the doorframe crackled to life.
– Yes, can I help you? came the confident and professional voice of a young woman.
I explained that I had been sent from my usual studio and that Iulia had sent me. Her tone softened as she invited me in immediately. The door buzzed and I entered.
The room was dark, with only a small lamp lit near a waiting bench and a few small lights illuminating the counter and cash register. I glanced down the corridor that led into complete darkness past the counter as inviting smelling oils filled the warm air, completing the calm and comforting atmosphere.
I went to take a seat, but immediately turned to the sound of a door opening. Light poured in from the opening in the hall.
The slender but shapely figure of a woman strode purposefully toward me, her dark, wavy hair falling over her shoulders, partially covering her face. Slender, tanned fingers caught a few missed buttons on her short blouse, while the almost sheer wrap around her waist fell gently over her shapely hips.
– Hi. I don’t think I’ve seen you around here before. I’m Renatta.
She offered her hand which I happily took. I could feel a tingle at the base of my spine as she held my hand and tossed her hair to the side, revealing her gorgeous olive features in the glow of the lights.
– You’re here for a one-hour massage session, right? she asked with a shy smile that left far too much to the imagination.
– Uh, yes, I said, feeling slightly off guard. I actually need some deep tissue massage.
“Of course,” she said, breaking eye contact and stepping behind the counter. Please sign here. You can pay when the session is over.
Then, without hesitation, he turned and retreated down the hall.
– Take a seat for a moment or two, I’ll be right back, she said over her shoulder.
I stood still for a second watching her firm ass disappear back into the room. Weird montage, but who was I to comment?
I sat down, picked up a magazine from the side table and began flipping through it, occasionally looking up for any sign of my host. I noticed that the magazine was mostly filled with ads for adult, dance and massage businesses in the area.
As I continued to look, I noticed a seductive photo of a stunning middle-aged blonde woman with the words “Massage Therapist” in a familiar silver font printed above. She was leaning forward, holding her ample breasts and looking at the camera.
The caption underneath read, “I’m here to make your wildest dreams come true.” I finally got the hang of it. Iulia really wanted to say “special treatments”.
After a while, Renatta came out in the doorway and beckoned to me. I tried to keep my gaze at eye level as she led me inside, but I couldn’t help but notice the fullness of her breasts straining through her blouse. She was definitely not the woman in the photo, but she was just as welcoming.
The room was dimly lit by candles surrounding the massage table in the center. The thick, warm aroma of the oils filled my senses while soothing music played in the background. I felt my heart rate pick up slightly – this was not the clinical kit my usual therapist used. He had never been so attractive.
– You can put your clothes on the chair in the corner. Get comfortable on the table. There is a towel to cover yourself if you want one. I’ll be back in a minute.
The anticipation was building. An hour ago I had showered and longed to be touched, and now the reality that I might get more than I bargained for was hitting me in all the right places.
Renatta closed the door and walked away, her soft footsteps echoing softly on the tile floor. I quickly undressed and stretched a bit, feeling the tight knot in my shoulders and back. I was also starting to feel a different kind of tension down below.
Self-control wasn’t usually a problem, but since this situation didn’t seem out of the ordinary, I lay face down on the table and placed one of Mel’s warm towels over my bottom. I could feel a pulsing sensation coursing around my groin and down the length of my cock as I imagined her touch.
I could faintly hear her talking on the phone in mumbled tones, and when I heard her say goodbye and hang up, I took a deep breath and let my body completely relax despite my growing arousal.
Renatta returned to the room.
– All comfortable, warm enough? she asked as she picked up a bottle of oil and began pumping some into her hands.
– Yes, fine, thank you, I said. It couldn’t be better.
She giggled and kneaded her hands, warming the oil.
– Place your head in the face rest area and relax. Leave the rest to me, she murmured as she moved closer to me and began massaging my neck and shoulders.
He worked his hands firmly over the top of my shoulders and down the length of my spine, relieving my tense muscles almost instantly. I moaned softly as she worked the knots around my neck before moving further down my back, stopping just before my ass.
Her touch was mesmerizing, so much so that I could feel my body melting into the table as she began to work her finger up and down my body. I could feel his hips pushing against the edge of the table, almost touching me as he continued to work with his hands. He started moving his hands slowly over my buttocks, kneading them in a very sensual way.
– Hmm, you sure are firm in all the right places. Do you train a lot?
– When I have time, I replied, struggling to focus as she channeled her sensual energy into my body.
– It makes my job so much easier when the form is firm and the muscles stand out on their own, she continued. It’s hard to… you know, rub the oils into the bare flesh without feeling, well… a little delight.
– I think I know what you mean, I stuttered, feeling my testicles throbbing and my cock starting to harden.
Renatta gently but purposefully began to part my legs and I could feel the cold air on my balls as the towel slid off me. She continued to work her way over my bottom and down my legs before moving her hands firmly up my inner thighs.
By now I could feel my penis harden beneath me and tighten against my abdomen. Renata’s touch was overwhelming me and I knew, to my embarrassment, that it was only a matter of time before she discovered my throbbing erection.
I felt her squirt more oil into my ass before moving to the crack between my buttocks, pausing a little as she massaged my hole. She took three fingers together and rubbed the opening for just a second, making my hips jerk involuntarily.
– Everything all right? she motions, moving her fingers further and gently massaging my testicles.
– Uh huh, that was all I managed as I tried to cover my surprise.
I could feel my hard length pushing against my abdomen more intensely as her hands slid down between my buttocks again, only this time with one finger she stopped and pressed firmly against the opening before sliding down .
He didn’t spend more than a minute or two massaging my legs before climbing back up to gently squeeze and tease my testicles, then he lifted his oily hands completely off my body.
Thinking she was done, I lifted my head from the table and asked her if she wanted me to come back.
“Not yet, I’ll let you know when,” she said, pushing my head back and immediately returning to my bottom. Her hands felt a little more persistent this time.
He reached for the oil again and put his hands between my legs using even more force this time. I was really getting into the mood. Renatta moaned a bit as she continued to rub before taking one of her fingers and resting it on my ass.
– Can I continue? she whispered.
– Yes, be gentle…
She put some oil on her finger and slowly began to slide it into her ass. It felt tight and painful as she gradually pushed deeper.
– Just try to relax, I can tell you’re new to this. Don’t forget to breathe.
With that I could already feel myself starting to relax and I started to feel better. He slowly slid his finger in and out, then with his other hand he encouraged me to lift my hips slightly before reaching underneath and wrapping his slender fingers around my now extremely hard cock.
I let out a deep sigh as she began to slowly stroke up and down feeling the smooth hardness of my cock. With a final flick of her fingers she withdrew.
– Now it’s time to go back, she said, which I eagerly did.
Sure enough, my cock was fully erect, standing straight up in the air as I lay on my back and throbbing with every beat of my heart.
To my surprise and delight, I saw that she had already fully undressed while massaging my body. My mouth dropped open when I saw her large and full breasts. Ample yet perceptive, they practically stood straight out of her body. At first I thought she had implants – nature was certainly never good.
– Completely natural, she smiled as if she read my thoughts. I raised them myself.
She leaned forward again between my legs and gently grabbed my cock before wrapping her lips around his head. She climbed seductively onto the table, snuggling between my knees before sliding her tongue from my testicles to the tip and down again.
My God, I thought, this girl knows exactly what she’s doing! He slid the head back into his mouth, letting it slide to the base. I gasped loudly in ecstasy, marveling at how hot her mouth felt around my cock and how deep she was taking me so quickly.
She pulled back releasing my throbbing member from her lips and slid her oiled body over mine pulling her breasts up my face until she was straddling my chest and began to massage my neck and face .
Renata’s skin smelled so sweet and looked so tempting that I couldn’t help but run my fingers along the backs of her thighs as she worked her magic. Her skin was cool to the touch and even softer than I imagined. I looked up to see that her shy smile had returned as she held my gaze.
– It feels good, she moaned, before closing her eyes and throwing her hair back.
She started moving her body more until her firm and toned abs touched my lips. She slid her hips further down my body, allowing my tongue to travel up her abdomen and between her breasts. Feeling her body begin to react, her breathing quicken, I wrapped my arms around her, pulling her body closer to mine until her large, firm breasts nearly smothered me.
I ran the tip of my tongue over her left nipple, taking it between my lips and swirling it around, sucking lightly. All this time I felt his hands going down and massaging my abdomen.
I continued to gently tease and bite Renata’s nipple as I reached down to caress and massage her right breast. She started moaning softly and reached down further, running her hands along both sides of my cock and testicles continuously. Locking her fingers together, she began pumping my cock firmly.
Encompassing both breasts, I swirled my tongue around each nipple in turn and caressed and teased the underside of her gorgeous breasts, squeezing and massaging them deeply.
With my eyes closed, I could feel my heart beating harder and harder in my chest. Sensing my excitement building, Renatta began to slow down.
– You have a beautiful penis, she said. But you have to do something for me before we go any further…
With that, she pushed me down, spread her slim, toned legs, and lifted her hips over my head.
– Oh my God, I heard myself say as I looked at her beautifully waxed pussy just inches from my face. She had left a nice landing strip extending just above her clit, her short pubic hair glistening with oil.
She smelled so sweet and sexy, she left me no choice but to quickly run my tongue over her clit. She gasped as I curled my lips, taking her clit into my mouth and sucking gently, all the while exploring with the tip of my tongue. So hot.
Releasing her clit, I slowly ran my tongue up and down her lips, tasting her juices that were already dripping into my mouth. I reached over and began massaging her clit with my thumb in a smooth circular motion as I slid my tongue back between her lips and into her pussy.
– Oh yes, like that, baby, Renatta murmured and began to move up and down in rhythm as my tongue sank deeper.
It wasn’t long before he practically humped my face, spun around and pushed his hips against my mouth, leaving me more and more breathless. Her taste, smell, passion and energy drove me crazy.
My cock throbbed like never before and desperately needed her attention. She began moving her hands up and down in a short, sharp rhythm.
I reached over and began to squeeze her breasts again and rub her hard nipples between my fingers, making her moan once more. I tried to push up, but she squeezed her hand, keeping the pace as she wanted.
With that, he stood up, threw his head back and lowered his hand completely onto my cock. Clutching her breasts, I began to thrust into her palms in long, deep strokes as she mimicked the motion, squeezing my cock.
She suddenly leaned forward, taking my head in her hands and planted her lips on mine, sliding her tongue into my mouth and kissing me deeply. I lay back to squeeze and massage her bottom as we began to thrust harder and faster together.
Her palm gripped my cock hard, sending a wave of pleasure through the length of my body. I couldn’t help myself anymore.
Holding her tightly, I released hot jets of creamy cum. Hot, panting and still holding each other tightly, we took a few moments to recover from our almost frantic session. Renatta finally pulled her hand away and let my cock slide.
I let my head rest on the table and closed my eyes in bliss as my breathing began to calm.
– I’ll let you clean up and calm down, she said, picking up her scattered clothes and heading for the door.
