Special massage for Taylor
Over the past two years, Taylor has lost nearly forty pounds of fat and gained about 50 pounds ofmuscle. Despite this, he still had problems with his body. He tended to see only his imperfections, which made him very shy around women. This was compounded by the fact that he had been raised to believe that sex was for marriage.
He still liked the idea, but at 38 he was beginning to question it. More specifically, his libido was screaming for release from something other than his own hand. Only a few of his closest friends were watching porn online, which was almost as bad as having sex, according to his peer group.
Despite this, he could not break that one sacred rule. He had done a few things with previous girlfriends. They groped each other, played with their breasts, even fingered them and got a handjob. But sex was a difficult boundary for him. Lately, though, he’d been fantasizing about a woman forcing him to have sex. She was either threatening him with a gun, blackmailing him, or just making him so turned on that he couldn’t think straight.
At the top of his list of women he wished he could force sex with was his masseuse Mila. In fact, she looked quite similar to her namesake, Mila Kunis. Shoulder-length black hair, almond-shaped eyes, and a mostly slim figure. She had a sexy amount ofmuscle female, as well as Kunis’s D-cup versus B-cup breasts
Vip zone massage parlor was a very relaxed local business. They only started accepting debit cards a few years ago and started using computers for reservations a few months ago. The most casual thing about them was their uniform policy. There was none.
No, they weren’t walking around naked, but they weren’t in uniform. So the masseuses could wear whatever they wanted. Usually that meant just comfortable clothes. Jeans and sweaters in winter, shorts and t-shirts in summer. Whatever Mila wore, she always looked sexy.
This worried Taylor at first, he had to close his eyes and focus on something else to keep from getting an erection. He got used to Mila’s wardrobe over time, and he masturbated in the parlor bathroom before she started rubbing against him. An erection would be embarrassing, ejaculating in front of her would be mortifying, even despite his fantasy.
By taking these steps, and with Mila’s prompting over the time he saw her, he had gradually begun to wear fewer and fewer clothes under the blanket. When he first came, he was wearing briefs, training shorts and a t-shirt. Now, he was comfortable enough to wear only his briefs.
Mercy had also boosted his self-confidence. She frequently complimented Taylor on his physique. Which he desperately needed. Almost any other guy would notice Mila’s interest and ask her out, but Taylor had no idea about her advances.
– Taylor, how are you?
Mila came over and hugged him.
– I’m fine. You?
Taylor maneuvered into a side hug so Mila couldn’t feel his slowly growing erection at her sight. Today, she was wearing very short jean shorts and a white tank top that showed a lot of cleavage. And of course, as always, no shoes. Never wear shoes to work. Taylor wondered if she ever wore shoes outside of work.
– I’m fine. Are you in pain today?
– My legs and buttocks. Yesterday was leg day.
– I thought it looked like your thigh had a little extra pump.
Taylor knew she was joking, but he still enjoyed the compliment from his ultra sexy girlfriend. Mila dropped to her knees in front of him and began to feel his thigh through the outside of her shorts. Looking down at her, Taylor could almost see her belly button behind her cleavage, her shirt was so loose.
He felt a pulse in a different muscle, so he looked up at the nearby camera.
– Is this for us?
– Yes, come in and change and get under the blanket.
– Fine thanks.
It wasn’t until Taylor closed the door behind him that he realized he forgot to go to the bathroom first to free his testicles. The problem was that he was now fully erect and he wasn’t going to be able to hide his eight inches. Thinking quickly, he settled on a stupid idea, but the only one available.
Each room had a tissue box and a trash can. These weren’t provided for customers to masturbate, but somehow they were handy. Taylor quickly stripped naked and put all her clothes in a pile in the corner. It had to be quick. Fortunately, he was so excited that it wasn’t a problem.
He quickly emptied his system into a few tissues that could barely hold his load. He wrapped those tissues in more tissues and throughout the package. Then he heard a knock on the door.
Taylor panicked and quickly jumped under the sheets. His clothes were across the room and he didn’t have enough time to put his underwear back on before climbing into bed.
It just happenedcover and faceplanted into the donut shaped massage pillow when he heard the door open.
Mila was a little surprised at all the movement she saw as she stepped in, but didn’t think much of it at first. But then he noticed Taylor’s underwear in the corner. This gave him food for thought. First of all, she felt so happy that Taylor was finally comfortable enough to be naked under the covers with her.
Second, she was also feeling incredibly turned on. He always got a little wet whenever he got to rub Taylor’s muscles. She would go right into the bathroom and masturbate as soon as she was done. He always left a big mess behind spraying like a fountain. But he couldn’t help himself.
Seeing her underwear was an even bigger turn on for her. People have always talked about men’s panty fetish, but no one ever stopped to think that women might have the same fetish. And she had, bad.
– OK, now relax and I’ll start in a minute. I just need to get a few things straight.
She went to his clothes in the corner, bent down and gently lifted his underwear. She sniffed quietly at her feet and felt her heartbeat begin to pick up. Then he noticed a small wet spot. She was about to be upset at the thought that she had just smelled his pee, but then she realized that wasn’t it.
The smell, color and appearance were easy to understand. It was seminal fluid. She glanced at Taylor to make sure he wasn’t looking and dabbed her tongue at him. It was definitely cum, and Mila had to check her own legs to make sure no erotic juices were flowing.
Mila quickly replaced them and went to the other side of the table. However, the smell of his cum grew stronger. Then he noticed a large pile of tissues in the trash can. She knew instinctively what was there. Mila had to physically restrain herself from taking them out and licking them.
Taylor was getting nervous about discovering what he had done. It never took him this long to start. Just as his heart was about to burst out of his chest and he was about to confess everything, Mila spoke.
– OK, let’s smooth this sheet first.
Mila moved to the head of the bed, took the hem of the sheets and began to fluff them several times. Taylor froze. She’d never done this before, and there was no way she couldn’t see his backside as she arranged the underwear. Suddenly, a strange smell hit his nose and made him relax.
– Is it some kind of burning incense?
– No why?
– It smells like something. It’s kind of sweet, like molasses.
Mila stopped smoothing the sheet. She suddenly seemed nervous in her response.
– Oh, um, this is… This is just my new perfume. Is it too strong?
– No, it’s great. It’s actually quite relaxing.
– Oh, great. I’ll start with your feet.
As soon as Mila moved away from Taylor’s head, the smell disappeared.
Mila couldn’t believe her body was betraying her like this. The sweet smell was undoubtedly her pussy. He felt himself start to heat up as he sneaked a look at Taylor’s buttocks, which could have been carved out of granite. She quickly pulled the sheet off his right leg and began to tuck it underneath.
This was all standard operating procedure until she accidentally felt his large member through the sheets. She felt her pussy begin to drip. Even more so after she pushed the sheet up and exposed almost half of his butt. He wanted so badly to lean down and bite the muscle.
She looked down and noticed that the legs of her jeans were starting to get a little wet. The longer this massage went on, the more soaked they would be. If he didn’t do something, it would look like he wet himself before he finished. The only possible option though was to remove his shorts and underwear.
It was a horrible option, but even though he wasn’t looking up, he’d probably never know. So, as quietly as she could, she removed her tight shorts and her red panties. The smell of pussy filled the room now that it was uninhibited by her clothes.
– Did you spray more of that perfume? Taylor asked.
– Oh, um, yeah, you said you liked it, so I thought I’d put more on the air.
– Thank you.
– Yes, no problem.
Mila began massaging Taylor’s calves, but it was all getting a little too much for her. Her excitement clouded her thinking. She had to find a way to release the tension without him finding out.
When he moved to his hamstrings, he realized what he could do. He began to flex his hips back and forth and rub against the corner of the bed. She timed her movements with her hands on his leg so he wouldn’t notice the extra movement.
Mila was about to orgasm when she realized she had to move to his butt. The problem was that she couldn’t effectively reach his buttocks and still rub against the corner of the table. He couldn’t stop now though, so he tried his riskiest maneuver yet.
Taylor noticed that he was knocking over the table a little more than normal, but he didn’t care. He was too busy trying to think of anything else as her hands slowly crept closer and closer to his ass.
– I’ll try something new if that’s okay with you.
– Um, sure, what is it about?
– I have this special tool that I will use to massage your heel while I massage your glutes. You know, since the two are so intrinsically linked.
– Yes, that makes sense.
Taylor felt Mila partially move his leg off the bed and place something warm, wet and soft on his heel. The object seemed to bend and drag as it moved up and down. Taylor knew within himself what was actually on his heel, but he was too embarrassed and turned on to admit it even in his conscious mind.
Then he started on his buttocks. It started out normal enough. Mila used her elbow to dig deep into her buttocks. Every few seconds, her elbow moved to another part of his ass and continued her circles. Over time, the sheet thatcover half of his bottom went up more and more until he realized he was completely exposed.
Taylor felt embarrassed and ashamed, but also turned on. He felt himself begin to grow, but with the bed in the way, the shaft extended straight down. He was too ashamed to speak and so he tried to control his rapid breathing.
But then he heard Mila breathing heavily.
– Are you okay?
Out of breath, Mila answered:
– Yes…
Her voice was shaky.
– Why… Why do you ask?
– Well, you’re breathing very hard.
– Oh, that’s… That’s just because this new car is hard to handle.
Taylor started to raise her head to tell her she didn’t have to use it, but Mila reached out and pushed her head back down.
– Don’t look up! I’m sorry, um… It’s just that this machine sprays lube sporadically and I don’t want it in your eyes.
“Thanks,” Taylor said awkwardly.
Mila knew she had to stop, but she couldn’t. He was too close to ejaculating. She continued rubbing her pussy against Taylor’s heel and groping his ass. It couldn’t be called a massage in any way at this point. It was all he could do not togroping the thick cock he could see growing under the sheets.
He couldn’t help it anymore.
– I’m going to try a little acupressure, so you might feel a little sting.
– Good.
Mila leaned down and gave him a love bite on the bottom and that was all he needed. She ejaculated and splashed on the back of his leg. Once it came down from the intensity, it covered her buttock and right leg and moved to the left.
– You were right, that car spilled a lot of lube.
Mila simply hummed an affirmative as she realized she would have to do the same with his left leg. Part of her was worried that this doubled the chance of him finding out, but there was a bigger part that was still extremely turned on.
He copied everything he did with the right side to the left. But when she reached his thigh, she let the back of her fingers graze the underside of his cock each time she thrust up. Mila knew she was playing with fire, but that was her concession to not getting the giant sausage in her mouth.
Taylor felt her finger graze his cock over and over. It was driving him crazy. He wasn’t sure if he was doing it on purpose, but if he kept it up, he was going to cum on her bed. But still out of shame he didn’t say anything. He had never ejaculated with his cock pointing downward before, and the idea seemed painful. It was already painful the way he was being restricted.
Just as Taylor was about to have a very painful ejaculation, Mila stopped and pulled away from him. He heard some rustling, then said:
– I’m sorry, I forgot something outside. I will be right back.
As soon as he heard the door close, Taylor jumped up and dumped a massive load into the trash can. She wiped herself clean and jumped back into bed just as she heard the knocking again.
Mila had realized at the last second that she had caused Taylor pain. Unable to think of another way around the situation, she quickly put on her shorts and left the room. He was about to have another orgasm, but the last thing he wanted to do was embarrass Taylor.
When she returned, he had just settled under the blanket. Luckily for her, she managed to catch a glimpse of his deflated erection as he tried to scurry back under the covers. This continued to arouse his arousal.
She decided not to get back to her feet, but she knew she had to finish the left glute. She mustered all her willpower to massage him as usual and not bite him, before moving on to his lower back.
Taylor couldn’t believe how lucky he was to have her leave the room. Everything seemed to calm down now too. She stopped doing anything overtly sexual as she worked her way up his back.
When she reached his shoulders, he saw her legs appear in his line of sight. Taylor didn’t like her feet, but hers were actually quite pretty, especially with the bright red polish on her nails. The legs they were attached to weren’t bad either.
Mila then crouched down and started massaging his scalp. But when she did, he saw them in the T-shirt. Mostly, he just saw her amazing cleavage. But with his movements, he could see her nipples sporadically. She wanted to close her eyes to preserve her modesty, but she just couldn’t. So he watched her breasts dance and move back and forth before his eyes for several minutes.
Finally she stood up again and started massaging his back. Mila grabbed Taylor’s arms and positioned them behind her, extending across the front of the table. She then went back to massaging his back, but quickly seemed to get a little frustrated with something.
– Taylor, Relax your the arms.
– I’m sorry, I’m trying, but they still want to fall on the edges of the table.
– I have an ideea.
Mila took his hands and put them in the back pockets of her jeans.
– That way they will automatically stay in place.
Taylor couldn’t believe his hands were on her ass. He wanted to grab her buttocks the moment he saw them. He tried hard not to touch her though. It would be a breach of trust in his mind. She didn’t trust him enough to put her hands in such a personal area.
He didn’t stay there long before Taylor grabbed them and gripped them in pain. Mila had found a particularly hard and painful knot in her back.
– Shhh, it’s okay, it’s okay, she gently convinced him. We will work through this tension together. Put your hands back in my pockets. Squeeze as much as you need to bear the pain.
– Are you sure?
– Yes.
“Ok,” Taylor said, before shoving her hands back into her pockets. Only he knew immediately that he had gone a layer too deep. He had denim on the backs of his hands and flesh and a satin material on his palms. He put his hands directly on her panties and ass.
Before he could take them off and apologize, Mila got on the back knot. He gripped her buttocks tightly as they rode together in this storm. He squeezed a few more times until her panties were bunched up in her crack. Taylor had never felt so much pain and pleasure at the same time in his life.
His hands stretched out more and more until his fingers felt wet and his right index finger was in something wet and soft. He was horrified by the way he was handling her, but he could only focus on the pain, which was slowly starting to subside.
When it finally disappeared, Taylor said:
– I am sorry. I didn’t stick my finger in your ass, did I?
Mila laughed.
– It’s in a hole, but it’s definitely not my ass.
“I’m sorry,” Taylor said again.
– It would be easier for me to believe these excuses if you stopped sticking your fingers in me.
Taylor immediately pulled her hands away and placed them on the bed, completely forgetting that it was empty. Mila noticed Taylor’s cock and wanted it in her mouth.
– I’m so sorry, please don’t tell anyone. I will do anything to make it up to you.
– Anything? Mila asked with a cocked eyebrow.
– Anything.
Mila looked at him for a second before walking in front of him and kissing him passionately. Her left hand ran through his hair while her right hand curled around his growing erection. She slowly pumped it up and down. Taylor didn’t have the blood in his head to object anymore.
Taylor reached forward and undid her shorts and pushed them down, quickly followed by her panties. His fingers slid up and down her lips before he fingered her.
They felt like this for a few minutes before Mila started kissing his chest. Her tongue traced a circle around his nipple which made him moan. She continued to descend until she took her long awaited prize in her mouth. Her beautiful dark eyes looked up at him as she swallowed him again and again.
After about a minute, Taylor picked her up and lifted her t-shirt over her head. He stared dumbly at her lovely breasts.
Mila caught his eye and said in a soft voice:
– It’s fine.
Then she brought his head to her chest and he nursed like a newborn. He spent what felt like an eternity on her breasts before she pushed him onto her back and onto the table with him.
Mila lowered her pussy to his lips and turned her lips to his cock. Taylor needed no further instruction on the 69 position as they were voraciously consuming each other. Taylor’s hands roamed over Mila’s back and bottom as she gently caressed his testicles as if they were delicate eggs.
Mila ejaculated and splashed all over Taylor’s face as her pelvis shook uncontrollably. If she hadn’t had his cock in her mouth, she wouldn’t have been able to stop herself from crying out.
