Massage with an unexpected ending
I first came to you for a massage about two years ago. My first massages with you were really soft, I remember you started me face up on the table and you always finished the session working on my back. I think you enjoyed seeing me then and you continue to do so. I was always very chatty during the session. And you always kept things very professional between us.
I think you’re absolutely hot, I’ve liked you many times and I’ve wondered what it would be like to be smothered by your smooth D cup breast. Your eyes drive me crazy as you stand on top of me working on my head and neck .
At some point in the last year, our relationship changed somewhat, we started sharing how boring our own sex lives were. You said you had written some erotic stories and were anxious to make them come true. But still it was just a talk and I was still alone and covered on the table.
Then last week, at the last minute, I called you early one morning to see what your availability was for later that day. You sounded really agitated on the phone, like I caught you masturbating. When you regained your composure and said you had plans but let’s do it in a few hours, I got really giddy and excited.
I arrived at the salon where you work at the appointed time and as usual you looked phenomenal in the tight black pants and low cut top that you often wear. You gave me a quick hug and told me to get on the table and get ready. I heard you sneak into the room, my face was firmly planted in the support and as you placed your hand on my back and climbed up next to me, nothing seemed out of the ordinary. I could hear you talking and I could smell you that you were fresh out of the shower. Your legs were barely visible under the blanket. I felt the familiar touch of your hands on my back as you began to put the oil on my back and I heard the distant sounds of your favorite CD music. As you worked my body with the immense skill you have, I felt you move to my legs and start on my bottom and inner thighs, which always drives me crazy but never gets anywhere. It seemed like you spent an eternity in that area. When you said you had to lower the end of the table a little with the face rest, I stood still. I felt your familiar movement of pressing a foot on my head for more leverage, but things felt different this time.
I didn’t feel the sheer material of your tights. I felt smooth and warm skin. And when you started working on my ass again, this time, I felt your fingers move deeper into areas that typical massages don’t reach. Furthermore, I felt this huge pool of heat emanating from right above my head. And for the first time I heard a small sigh, no, it was a moan escape your lips.
You worked me like this for a few minutes before asking if I wanted the blindfold again today? I said yes and as I stood up I felt you help me put it on. I was now face up and couldn’t decide if I just had an extremely erotic dream about your table or if this was really happening!
I figured I only had fifteen minutes left of the massage and suggested that if you were okay with it, we could go a little further today. Once again you started at your toes and worked your way up to your inner thighs, just like usual. Then you trailed a finger up my stomach, over my chest and started from top to bottom. I felt your body again, I didn’t feel the familiar clothing touching me lightly. I felt the warmth and a certain oily sheen of your skin touching me and I could still smell the light soap scent on your gorgeous skin. My limited senses kept me from any clue as to whether this was a dream or not. But at that moment I felt something pass my lips, it was hard and soft and felt like your nipple, then it passed again. While sitting on the table, I open my mouth a little and it happened again. I was now very aroused and felt my penis rise. I opened my mouth even wider and felt your nipple on my lips and then pressed into my mouth.
I thought I felt a weight added to the table. And then I felt the skin on both sides of my head. Seconds later I felt that immense heat and soapy smell again as something softer passed my nose. I felt your hands go up my stomach to my cock that was getting harder and harder. At the same time, a freshly shaved pussy was lowered to my mouth. We were stuck like that, with her sucking my cock and massaging my testicles. As my tongue worked at her clit and one hand massaged her ass. I kept telling her I was going to cum, but her own climax was far too intense for her to hear me. As my cock erupted and she was caught off guard, I felt her splash on my stomach.
You slowly readjusted so that my soft cock was now on your breasts, this gave me my first chance to rip the binding off my face. I could see your smooth pussy looking at me and I could feel you very gently massaging my cock back to life. Up until now you hadn’t looked me in the eye, but that was about to change.
I couldn’t take it anymore and just when I thought I was going to explode again, you stopped and turned around and started massaging my cock again. I couldn’t wait for you to lean forward so I could kiss those lips and look into those beautiful eyes. I couldn’t resist a kiss and as you stood up again and took my cock with both hands you started to move it up and down. Hot and covered in sweat, I needed to ejaculate again.
I think I’ll try to see you in the morning from now on.
