Alex shares his story about being a masseuse. His favorite part of the job is when he gets to massage sexy women. Many want other reliefs, especially Ingrid, one of Alex’s favorite clients.
After years of drudgery on Madison Avenue, I ditched it all for a small place in the Virgin Islands and went to work for one of the resorts there. I took some classes and became accredited as a masseuse and went to work. I did both men and women as the schedule demanded, but my favorites were the ladies. Sure there were some overweight and some uglies, but when a good-looking one came in, I was at my best. I especially liked the pretty ones that had spats with their men the day before. Revenge can be a very horny thing. Some fall asleep on my table and, well… you know.
Admittedly I have my favorites, and Ingrid is one of them. She’s been to the resort three times this year, always with some new guy. I think she’s an escort, but damn she is fucking hot. If I had the money, I’d bring her here, too. This last trip she must have decided I was good enough to eat. I try not to get sexually involved with my clients, but every once in a while… especially if she’s the one coming on to me, then I just can’t resist. Ingrid will come in usually wearing a small summer dress, sandals and sunglasses. Never have I seen panties in the changing area.
Today, she’s fifteen minutes late for her massage, but that’s normal, actually that’s early. She’s all glammed up today. I’ve never seen her so made up and she looks really hot. “I played a lipstick lesbian today” she says, when I ask her about all the glam. She comes into the massage room and I have it smelling of lavender, her favorite. She drops her stuff in the corner and begins to strip naked. “Alex, honey, I had to fuck a couple girls today while my man watched and they got me so horny. What I missed is a nice big cock to play with. You got one handy?”
I came up behind her and placed each palm on an ass cheek, fondling them. She turned and ripped the shirt off of me. I pulled her to me as her hands cupped my ass. One came round to find my already swelling cock, squeezing it rather hard. My hand found the zipper on her skirt, pulled it down and jerked it to her ankles. Ingrid kicked it off and to the side. I went to my knees as she held me by my hair on each side. She had already dropped her top and I began to nip and bite lightly at her breasts, and then she pulled my face to kiss her passionately before directing me to to her crotch. I could see her pussy lips were swollen already and oozing wet. My nose close, she smelled like sex, girly sex, all perfumed and fruity.
I cupped her ass cheeks in both hands and raised her so my tongue could find her moist slit and her erect clitoris. Her groans gave her away as I sucked loudly at her entrance. I stiffened my tongue and tongue fucked her as I felt her first orgasm shake her body. I thought she would pull my hair out. Her thick fluids spurted all around my tongue and ran down the sides of her upper thighs. She came rather quickly, I thought.
Without hesitation I finished stripping her and myself as I pulled her to the table and whispered for her to bend over it. I went to my knees, my tongue played in her sweet spot again, sliding from clit to anus as she backed her ass into my face. Ingrid used her hands to spread her cheeks wider. I used two fingers to probe her tight, wet pussy as my tongue penetrated her anus. My fingers slid across her G spot a few times more as she shook with another orgasm, this one being anal in origin spasming her sphincter around my stiff tongue. She had pulled my head so hard into her butt cheeks that I had to hold my breath through her second climax. Her pink anal muscle gave way easily as I slipped my cock inside. Inch by slow inch I pushed inside letting my cock grow slowly while she adjusted to my size. I was in all but the last couple when she begged me to fuck her harder.
Now I’m balls deep in her butt, pumping her hard until I withdrew all but the head, then slamming her ass again to the bottom, my bloated balls slapping her pussy and clit. I let her dictate the pace of the strokes, as well as the penetration. I could tell Ingrid loved this type of sex. She was a natural, placing one knee up on the table to open herself even wider. My balls continued to slap at her clit. My strokes were fast and deep, as her gasps of breath and her trembling legs gave her away. She grabbed my ass cheeks hard as her butt hole gripped and released me several times to match her last strokes. She again came hard.
As for my climax, it was just as intense, filling her ass to overflowing as she gave one last thrust and fell completely spent onto the table. I helped her up to lie tummy down on the table, her face in the cradle. I lined six heated stones down her spine. While the heat soaked in, I let my open hands slide down her sides, my fingertips barely touching her skin. Her whole body was quickly covered in chill bumps. My hands were on her ass and all talking ceased as she groaned how good it felt. I lightly oiled them and made opposing circles on the cheeks, spreading her crease wide to gaze at her charms. Her anus winked at me, as it seemed to invite me back. I let an oiled finger drag slowly down to the center of it and teasingly poked her hole again. She responded instantaneously as if to invite me in again. It was extremely difficult but I held back hoping that I could revisit her ass later in the session.
Taking the stones off her, I instructed her to roll over and I started massaging her toes, then her feet and worked my way up her legs. I bent to lick and suck at her navel. My fingers still played with her clit even though she kept her thighs together. My middle finger slipped inside her tight folds, adding to her torment of pleasure. I slid a second finger inside her tight pussy while my other hand reached to pinch a nipple. Her body began to tremble. Just a little at first. Then she started biting her lip and tossing her head back and forth as if to be embarrassed to come a fourth time. She could not, or would not, stop it from happening. I pulled my soaked fingers from her pussy and began to slap my open hand on her labia firm enough to keep her cumming profusely. I told her to open her legs up as my hand continued to spank her all round her upper thighs and crotch. I slapped till both her upper inner thighs and wet pussy lips were a bright shade of pink and her juices dripped onto the table. She rested for a minute and then looked at the clock on the wall. Her session was over. She turned around fixed her hair and slowly put on her clothes as she looked at me watching her. Gathering up her bag from the corner, she thanked me and paid the hundred dollars I charge for the massage. “I’ll be back in a few months, Alex. Please mark a date on your calendar for me.” Absolutely, I will.
Let’s lube up and see how much stress you can relief from me and my hands from u. ////[email protected]////