Loading...As I walk through the hall way of the spa, stretching my neck as I go and extending my arms to crack my knuckles, I wonder what kind of customers my boss has stuck me with today. As if put on her dump-on list as of late, I had nothing but the old, wrinkly, and unappreciative clientèle. I stop in front of a mirror to check my short spikes atop my head, when the reflection shows me a vision that made my entire body react. Behind me struts two women, robes and slippers in hand, mid to late twenties at best, walking close to one another and talking quietly to themselves.
I pretend to continue brushing my hand through my hair as they pass behind me, their whispers becomes more private as they stride past, and a slight giggle can be heard. I think to myself that I caught a side glimpse from one of them, the dark haired one with the highlights and beautiful eyes, but that was wishful thinking. I continue on my way to the front desk to collect my first assignment for the day, wanting to look back at the two beauties that passed me, but I held myself back, not wanting to torture myself. My persistence in not looking only meant that I would miss their backwards gaze towards me.
I pick up the clipboard that dictates my first client, and browse the list from the bottom up, liking to know how I end my day, rather than start it. A slow day for a Saturday as I have only four for the entire day, which I rather like, as it allows me to take better care of the clients I do have. I take my assignment sheet back to the locker room to change.
Sitting on the bench as I slide my black sweatpants on, I study the sheet. A Swedish/ Deep Tissue massage on a Kaylee, then an assist on a Mud Wrap on a Sara, then a set up steam/aromatherapy on both of them. The fact that the same clients appeared on three of my four assignments intrigued me, as that rarely happens. I slip my black tank over my body and stand up and stretch. Folding the paper and slipping it into my back pocket I walk out into the hallway once more, I was not even able to dream of the day I was about to have.
Feeling a sense of anticipation in myself, possibly from the knowledge that there are at least two women in the house that I would actually enjoy putting my hands on, I walk straight to the massage room. I open the door to the rush of cool air, and lay my eyes upon a true sight. The beautiful girl with the highlights in her hair sat upon the massage table, her robe folded neatly on her lap as her legs dangled elegantly off the sides. She ceased from looking around the room at the multiple candle laden tables and mirrors adorning the wall, as her head snaps around to look at who walked through the door. Our eyes meet with a smile, and as I come to my senses once again and wipe the goofy smile from my face, I step towards her to introduce myself.
I begin to make small talk with her to get her accustomed to me, the “is this your first time here?” formalities and such, slipping her the occasional joke to make her laugh and loosen up. I guide her to a changing room, and instruct her to disrobe, leaving only the silk robe to cover her upon return. I watch as she smiles at me and closes the door behind her. I then proceed to adjust my sweatpants and light the candles throughout the room, dim the lights, and set the mood music on the stereo.
I begin to layout various oils and rubs on the table beside the bed as Kaylee emerges from the changing room. Shiny, silky legs carrying her across the glowing marbled floor towards the table, as she circles around it, as if to show herself to me from every beautiful angle. Her skin glistens in the glow of the candlelight, from her slightly exposed cleavage, the slender muscles in her calves.
“What is it?” she asks me, snapping me from my trance.
“Nothing.” I reply. “It’s just that I haven’t had such an attractive client such as yourself in quite sometime.” I say in a flirtatious tone.
She smiles a thank you as she stands and awaits my next instruction to her.
I instruct her then to remove the robe and place it beneath the table, then to get up on the table and cover herself with the large towel. I then turn my back to allow her some privacy as she removes the robe, resisting the urge to peek with great difficulty. I listen as she climbs up onto the table and rustles the towel over herself until she tells me she is ready.
I turn around to gaze over her figure laid out on the table, the towel covering her from her knees to her upper back, draping only slightly down her sides. I walk around the table once to configure my approach on just how I am going to lay my hands on this beauty. I ask her the general questions such as where she would like me to focus on, where she has persistent trouble, and is there anything in particular she would like done. Jokingly she says she “wants it all over”, but I wonder if this was a joke at all. I giggle in acknowledgement and reach for the oils to begin her session.
Soft new age music plays to the background noise of soft water trickling as I rub the oil into my hands, and drizzle the warm liquid onto her shoulders. I instruct her to relax, to loosen her body and just let herself go to the moment. The minute my hands touch her, I feel her body shudder briefly, then melt into my touch. Gently I rub the oil into her skin, letting my hands wander over the silky skin, lubricated nicely now with the aromatic oils. As I warm her up, I ask her if she comes here often, which she jokingly interprets as a pick up line. I respond by saying that I have not seen her here before, which is unfortunate.
“So far, I’d come back much more often if you always do such a wonderful job.” She comes back with.
She can sense my smile, as she giggles softly.
I know she is not alone, but I ask out of curiosity of her answer is she came alone today. She begins to tell me of her friend who Sara, who is getting prepped for a body wrap. A brief history of their friendship ensues and hints are dropped at her equal attractiveness, but that is something that I already knew. I then tell her that I think she may be the same Sara that I am scheduled to work with after her. Curiously she seems intrigued that this is so.
My eyes gaze down her body as I continue to knead my fingertips into her shoulder blades, the sensual curve of her slightly exposed breast captures my gaze for a minute when her squirm beneath the sheet reminds me of my task at hand. I apologize and steer my focus to her arms. Kneading my fingers into her triceps gently as I lift her arm of the table and extend it outwards towards me, working my fingers into her nicely defined muscles, down to her forearms and out to her hands. As I continue to her work her hands, unconsciously I draw her arm closer to me when I suddenly become aware of my arousal as her tricep brushes gently against the firmness in my sweats. Did I do it on purpose I do not know, and her reaction to it would not be known until later, but nonetheless I continue her massage.
I ask her if she is enjoying it thus far and she groans her approval, and as I slide her arm back in to proceed with the rest of her body, her palm opens and brushes against my erection yet again, this time more purposeful than the last. I shrug it off and work her other arm.
I explain to her that I am going to focus on her lower back now, and ask her if she has a problem with me uncovering her upper body. She shakes her head with certainty, and I fold the towel once over resting it over her nicely rounded cheeks. I slowly drizzle the oil over the small of her back and begin to work my hands into her. I watch her squirm to my touch, and desperately fight to shake the thoughts that race through my mind as I listen to her moan at my touch. Hastily I finish up this area, and explain to her that I am now going to focus on her legs. She groans her approval as I fix the towel back to cover her up.
The thought of this beauty that fills my mind has not let my erection calm down. I am lucky that her head remains buried in the hole of the massage table so that I do not have to fight to hide it, as the sweatpants makes it virtually impossible to do so. Giddy with the fact that I have had my hands all over this gorgeous woman’s body for fifteen minutes now, I decide to take a chance and ask her if she minds me exposing her butt slightly to work her legs. To my amazement, she says no. I shake it off, and proceed to take advantage of the situation before she changes her mind. I roll the towel up her legs, exposing her long, slender legs to me for the first time. I shake my head at the incredible sight. I stop rolling the towel halfway up her cheeks, and marvel at this woman’s comfort with her body being exposed to a complete stranger.
Once more I oil up my hands, and plant my hand behind her knee as I begin to knead my way up her thigh. Working deeper with each pass of my hands, her leg seems to roll outward instinctively as my fingers work into the taut flesh of her thigh. My fingers work its way in between her legs, and I feel her muscles tighten as they slither upwards towards her ass. I tell her to relax, as I will not violate her in any way, and she responds with a shocking sigh of disappointment. I giggle with her jokingly and continue my work.
I move to the other side of the table to work her other thigh, and as I pass her head, she lifts it out of the rest as if to fix the fall of her hair. She slips me a sly glance just as my erection passes in front her, and I thought I caught a wry smile as she dips her head back down. I shake it off as nothing as I place my hands back onto her other thigh, resuming my massage on her perfect leg, and resuming the intensity of my erection. I work both hands into her thigh, oiling it up nicely. Rolling my hands into the back of her leg, slipping my fingers in between both legs when it happens. I watch as her legs seem to open slightly giving my fingers room to work. I resist the urge to look, as I know between her legs are exposed to me. I focus my gaze on her thigh, fighting the desire to look into the shadowed area she is showing me.
My desire overcomes me, and I take a chance. I slide my hands up her thigh, all the way to the crease of her cheeks. I glide my hands over the supple mound and work the oil into her ass. One hand on each cheek, massaging in circles over her sweet flesh as I await her reaction, and when that reaction comes, it is a shocking one.
Her legs open to me wider, her head begins to rock, and soft moans can be heard emanating from the front of the table. I work my hands harder into her ass cheeks, kneading wider circles with my thumb flirting dangerously close to her ass crack. An intense throbbing in my pants can be felt as I use my thumbs to spread her ass cheeks apart. Her reluctance to resist me prompts me to finally look, as I drift my gaze between her legs as I spread her cheeks apart. My eyes are met with the beautiful sight of shiny pink, glistening with built up excitement from my touch. Her feet dangles off the sides of the table and her legs spread wider as my touch on her ass intensifies, sliding my thumbs between her ass cheeks, gently grazing over her prize.
I stop my fingers where they are when I ask her if she has a problem with any of this.
“I was waiting for you to do it.” She replies to my surprise. “This is what I meant when I said I wanted it all.”
Shocked, I resume my caress of her ass as she lifts her head out of the whole and props herself up on her elbows. I watch as her head turns to gaze into a mirror on the wall on her left side to watch my hands work into her ass cheeks, watch my fingers disappear between her thighs, and watch her legs fall apart without thought as if beckoning me to give her more. I slide one thumb deeper between her legs, grazing the tip over her lips. Her back arches at my touch and her legs open wider still as if waiting for that signal.
Up and down I slide my thumb over her slit, watching as it grows wetter with each touch. I alternate looks from between her legs to her head, watching intently for some indication for me to stop, but it never comes. I watch as her eyes shut, and she begins to bite her lower lip as my thumb continues to wash over her sweet pink.
“Kaylee,” I stop and ask. “If this makes you uncomfortable, I can stop, and your next massage is on the house.”
But her reaction is not a negative one, as she turns over on the table, letting the towel fall to the floor, leaving her body fully exposed to me in all its delectable glory.
“Oh no Jay, I have been waiting for this to happen since the minute you walked into the room. You can’t get into trouble can you?” She asks me.
I smile at her as I shake my head and remove my sweat soaked tank top, and make my way to her.
She lies back on the table as her hand reaches out to grasp my erection through my pants. Something she tells me she longed to do since the start of the massage. I lean into her, and kiss her tenderly, letting my tongue explore her mouth as hers does mine. I slide my kiss to her cheek, then further down to her neck as she moans her approval, telling me softly how she hoped that I was her masseuse, and that when she saw that I was, the fantasizing began. I proceed to tell her that I was sincere when I said she was my first attractive client in some time, and that my fantasizing began back in the hallway. We giggle together for a while and return our focus on each other.
Her hands works over my clothed erection furiously as my tongue now slithers down her front side, leaving a glistening wet trail down her cleavage before consuming her left breast into my mouth. Her head reels as the feel of my tongue fluttering over her nipple sends shivers through her body. Feverishly I suckle her nipple, fueled by her hand tugging at me through my sweatpants. One hand drifts to her other breast, kneading it with an intensity equaled to her hand on me. Her other hand reaches up and I feel it tug at my hair, running her slender digits through my short cut and tugging gently as my tongue lavishly works her nipple into a rigid erection.
I relent my oral grasp on her bosom and knead them together with my hands, watching her eyes glass over with desire as I flutter my tongue between both her nipples. I feel her hand fumble for the tie to my pants as her gaze never leaves mine. And with a wicked grin, and slip of her tongue over her lips, I feel her tug at my pants and swiftly undoes my tie. Kaylee tugs at my waistband and loosens my pants, as she watches them fall into a pool on the floor. She flicks her hair, and beckons me to her with the hunger in her eyes. I am swift to comply.
I crawl atop the table, watching her legs open up to me further as my body slides against her oil coated skin easily. We embrace in another hungry kiss, the heat between us raging hotter now that our bodies are against one another. Grinding down into her as I ravage her mouth with mine, I feel her hand explore down my body, stopping to dig her nails into my chest, pinching and tugging at my nipples, causing my weight to collapse down into her. Releasing my mouth from hers, I let my tongue drift from her lips, watching my saliva trail from her tongue, dripping down onto her glistening chest, leaving my no choice but to lick it up. Her fingers entwine in my hair as I slither my way down her oily body, stopping briefly to suckle her beautiful breasts once more.
Kaylee spreads her legs wide as my body makes its way down, my hands coming to rest on her now loosened up thighs, holding her legs apart and getting a close up look now at her perfect little pink box which she holds open for me with her other hand. I glance up to her and meet her begging eyes, telling me to help myself to her feast. I grin to her as I dip my head down into her, opening my mouth wide, and letting my tongue graze over her sweet honey, my head reeling at the taste of this goddess. Yearning to taste more, I dive my head between her legs, my mouth covering her pussy entirely, licking her fingers which hold her lips open for me, slithering my tongue between them, into her slit, deep into her hole.
Her moans mix with the soft music, and her body begins to grind into me in rhythm with the motion of my head. The grip on my hair tightens as I drive my tongue into her. Over and over I plunge my tongue into her, letting my lips brush against hers with each twist of my head. Kaylee removes her own hand and I feel both sets of fingers grasp at my hair, tugging my head in the direction she wants to be licked. Her legs close around me, and I feel her heels press into my back, using that leverage to buck her body into my face. I squeeze a finger between my lips and her hole and slowly press it into her, watching the liquid drip from her hole onto my digit. Swiftly I dive my head down to lap it up, not wanting to lose an ounce of her sweet nectars.
“Yesssss.” I can hear Kaylee cry as my finger buries deep into her. Her body grinds into my hand as my tongue presses into her lips to expose her swollen nub. Fluttering my tongue over her sex as my finger invades her; she begins to pant heavily, her body beginning to buck rhythmically with her cries. I can feel her body tense up and sense that her climax is near. I slide another finger into her, my ring and middle finger, and press up into her as I flick my wrist violently, all the while doing my best to keep my mouth planted on her lips.
Melding both finger and tongue into her, I drive her over the edge into her orgasm. Her body shuddering hard beneath me as her pussy clamps down onto my fingers. I do not relent as I maintain the hard thrusts into her while petting her sweet clit with my tongue. Her body quivers as her cries spew forth from her lips. Sweet liquid gushing forth onto my hand, into my mouth as I do my best to contain it. Lapping at her feverishly as her orgasm continues to flow with each shudder of her body. I watch her as her body slows to a heaving pace, and her quivering subsides. Glancing up at her in amazement I wait for her eye to meet mine before expressing my awe. Kaylee smiles at me and tells me that was a display of how horny she was for me. I assure her it is merely the beginning.
I climb off the table and walk to her, kissing her deeply, and letting my hands explore her angelic body. Running my hands over her glistening chest as she slides off the table as well, and plants her hands on my hips, guiding me to the edge of the table and helping me up. I sit there now, gazing down at this gorgeous face hovering delicately below me, hungry eyes upturned to me as she extends her tongue outwards to graze over my chest, tasting the concoction of oil and salt the shines over the both of us. Greedily she nibbles on my nipple, teeth grazing over the taut nub as her other hand rakes into my flesh. Hungrily I hear her purr as she makes her way down my belly, her hand moving ahead of her and grasping my still raging erection.
Slippery from the mixture of oil and her own juices on her hand, she strokes me gently, cocking her head to one side to size up her approach to devour me. Hungrily, she slithers her tongue over my cock, up one side, swirling around the swelling head, then back down the other side. Her lips pursed, planting kisses in between licks before giving in to her carnal hunger for it, and opening her mouth wide to engulf me.
I groan aloud as I watch Kaylee’s mouth cover my shaft, my cock disappearing into the depths of her throat. Her lips close around the base of me and I feel her tongue press into the underside of me. Her head twists, and begins to move upwards, releasing my now dripping cock to the cool dark air. I lean back onto my elbows as she moves close to me, her arms resting atop my thighs with her hands pressed against the base of my cock, her fingers forming a diamond around it holding it still while her head now bobs up and down on my shaft, using her own motion to fuck her pretty little mouth. Over and over she slides her lips up my shaft, dragging her tongue over the length of me, releasing me at the head with an audible pop. She begins to stroke my drenched cock with a tender hand as she locks her gaze to me, licking her lips as she begins to tell me how my cock tastes just as she imagined it would. I groan in response as I try desperately to keep my eyes open to watch her tug at my cock.
Hungrily she takes me deep once more, burying my cock in her throat as she twists her head on I, letting my cock fill every inch of her mouth. Faster and faster she fucks her mouth with my cock, her hands reaching under me to cradle and caress my balls, rolling them in between her wet fingers. I start to groan louder, cocking my head back wondering if she is going to take me over the edge with her mouth. She releases my cock hard once more and jerks me off fast for a bit before letting out a feral groan and climbs up my body, her grip never really releasing my cock.
Kaylee stares at me through dark locks, falling in front her face like a wicked veil, her mouth open, saliva dripping down the sides of her lips as she lunges forward to kiss me once more. Her body bent over me as we lock lips, our tongues dancing amidst the sea of liquids between us. I slide off of the table, feeling my cock spring free as it leaves her grasp as I spin around behind her, pressing my body into her back, her body arching as my cock presses into her ass, and my arms embrace her from behind. I reach for the oil on the table and manage to drip it into my hand, then proceeding to run it up her back, over her ass, around the front to her breasts. I coat my shaft with the slippery liquid as I push her down, bent over the edge of the table. She squeals as the force of my legs kicks her own legs apart, and her beautiful love hole is exposed to me once more.
Her arms spread out on the table as her head turns to one side, doing her best to try and watch what is about to happen to her. She feels the head of my cock near her pussy and she reaches under her to feel for my cock. I let it dangle beneath her, letting her hands find it and guide my head to her hole. Still very slippery from her orgasm, I slide right into her, greeted with a pulse of her pussy muscles and a sweet sigh of pleasure from her lips. With my cock buried deep inside her, I lean down and slide my tongue up Kaylee’s tension free back. Running my fingers through her hair and lifting her head to kiss her. Then I begin the motion, and watch the look of pleasure wash over her face.
Slowly I buck my hips, bending my knees slightly to thrust my cock up into her pussy. Each withdrawal I watch my cock grow wetter from her, each thrust into her going deeper than the last. Faster and faster I fuck her, letting my nails trail up and down her back, the gripping at her ass cheeks as I continue to ream her from behind.
“Yes baby, faster. Fuck me faster, harder baby. Yes.” Kaylee moans to me, loving the way she is being used. Urging me on to fuck her more, I reach forward and grasp her hair, pulling her head back as I continue riding her. The slapping sound of flesh on flesh sounds through the room against the background noise of trickling water. I can feel my orgasm building quickly, balls tensing up, and cock throbbing inside of her. I quicken my pace, thrusting harder and faster into her, asking her if she is ready, asking her if she wants it.
“Yes baby, I want it.” She replies with sincerity.
I lean forward, cradling her in my arms as my hips continue its frantic motion. Faster and faster, deeper with each thrust until I feel the distinct tingle inside me, shockwaves throughout my entire body. I groan loudly, and feel my body go rigid just as Kaylee’s body begins to shudder that familiar quake of pleasure. Swiftly I pull out of her, quickly spanking her tight little ass to turn around. And she does, very swiftly spin around and drop to her knees, her hands going instinctively to her pussy to keep her orgasm flowing. Her head leans in and she wraps her pouty lips around my cock as she strokes it fiercely with her free hand. Grunting hungrily as she slurps at my cock, her body still trembling as her climax is still going strong. Hastily she releases me, her hands going to my quivering balls as I replace her hands with my own and proceed to feed her.
With a violent explosion, my cock erupts into her gaping mouth, sending wave after wave of thick white streams into her mouth. Splashing on her chin, and dripping down her body, she laps at my head with her tongue, catching what she can of me inside her. My body trembles as I fight to stay on my feet, watching her hungrily clean my cock of any stray drips of cum. I watch in awe at how insatiable this vixen is, and can do nothing but smile at her as she smiles up at me with an all but satisfied grin.
I sink to my knees, nestling against her on the cold marbled floor, kissing her gently as I taste the rich mixture of fluids in her mouth. I thank her, as she does me, and I tell her to take her time in getting cleaned up with the towels in the changing room, and not to worry about the mess on the floor. Kaylee nods to me in an exhausted manner, and tells me to not keep her friend waiting for her session. I then ask her, “I she anything like you?” with a wry grin.
“Very much so.” She replies. And I respond with a wicked grin. I proceed to tell her where the Mud Wrap room is, and that she is free to come and sit in on her session if she’d like. A very naughty grin gives me all the answer I need as I stand up to clothe myself, wipe my face with a towel and head for the door.
The Body Wrap room is a soothing tone of sage, with the same music and tricking water easing the auditory senses into a state of relaxation. Inside this room is where I find Sara sitting atop a chair reading a magazine. She looks up to me and greets me with a smile, and proceeds to stand as we introduce ourselves to one another. I apologize for the wait, and proceed to ask her if she has ever done this before while assuring her that every body wrap experience is different, and this would be no exception.
I proceed to tell her to let any and all inhibitions go, that I am there to help her relax, and should she at anytime feel uncomfortable, that she tell me and I will get her another relaxation therapist. She assures me she will be fine, and that she is actually glad that I am the one helping her.
“How is that?” I ask her, curious as to what she meant.
“I saw you in the hallway earlier, and for some reason, just hoped it would be you.” Sara responds with a little smile.
“In that case, I will do my best to live up to the expectation.” I answer, as I offer her my hands to lead her to the tub.
I instruct her that from this point on, she will need to disrobe, and she will need to lather her front side with the mud inside the tub, and I will do her backside. Without hesitation, she proceeds to undo her robe, letting it fall off her shoulders seductively. As I watch the robe fall, revealing more of her beautiful body to me, I see her head turn, as if to see how hard I am staring at her. If she only knew that the staring was not the only hard thing I was doing.
I guide her down into the tub to let her begin using the mud. I watch from behind her as she dips her hands into the pool gathering up a handful and letting it fall onto her body. I can only imagine what she looks like from the front, but if it is anything like what I see from behind, she is as gorgeous as Kaylee made her out to be.
“Don’t be afraid to get dirty Sara, that is what this is all about.” I assure her, as I watch her turn her head to me to pass me a naughty smile. I then watch her as she dips her hands deeper into the pool to get even dirtier. I smile in approval as I move closer behind her to begin coating her back.
I sit at the edge of the pool and dip my hands into the mud, bringing up a big glob as I tell her that I am gong to begin. She nods in agreement as she continues to lather her front. I look her up and down as I let the mud fall on her back, her long brown hair tied up in a neat little bun at the top of her head, exposing the nape of her neck completely and all that is below it. I feel her body tremble slightly as my hands begin to work the mud into her back, but she quickly eases into the feel of my hands upon her. I massage the mud into her shoulders, letting her body melt to my touch, caressing my hands up and down her backside, stopping only to gather more mud for her skin. I watch her head roll from side to side, and her hands seem to be focused on one area of her front. I do my best to pay no attention, but am rather amazed that given what I had just gone through, my state of arousal was so high.
After a few minutes of coating, Sara was now ready for the wrap. I instruct her to make her way to a table situated at the edge of the pool. On this table is a sheet of plastic, which I will proceed to wrap her in. I watch as she climbs up and lays herself out on the table, waiting until she is comfortable in her position before moving in to wrap her up. She signals me with a glance and a smile when she is ready and I make my way to her.
I run my eyes over her body, covered in slick mud and laid out nicely on the sheer plastic sheet. I joke to her that this is like wrapping up a sandwich in saran wrap, and she slides on the plastic a bit as she giggles. I fold one edge of the plastic sheet over her body, and tuck it in under her starting from her head to her toes. I feel her body squirm a bit as my fingers tuck the plastic under her breasts, but she does not seem apprehensive. I ask her how she is doing and she replies that she is fine.
Soon, I proceed to fold the other edge of the plastic over her, and soon have her wrapped neatly in a thin film of plastic. I go for the blanket that wraps over her film of plastic, and start to tuck it under her to wrap her and turn her over when she stops me. She tells me the blanket is not necessary, and to turn her over anyway. A curious request indeed, but I am to please my clients and proceed to indulge her. Gently I roll her over onto her back, my eyes reluctantly scanning down her firm body pressed tightly into the film of plastic.
Sara smiles at me, as I gaze down at her. “Like the view?” She asks, and I nod in approval.
“How much would it be if you threw in a massage right now Jay?” She asks.
“You’re laying the wrong way my dear.” I answer.
“No I’m not.” She answers back.
Intrigued, I simply say that I will do this for free, if it is what she really wants, and it is as I can tell by the glinting in her eyes. I walk to the tables to the side of the room and fetch a bottle of coconut oil and work it into my hands on the way back. Placing the bottle beside her head, I let the aroma work into her senses. I watch her eyes close, and I place my hands on her shoulders, kneading my fingers into each deltoid slowly, and further inward to her collar bone. I explain that it is not normal for me to massage the front of a woman, let alone one in the middle of a body wrap, but she does not seem to mind, not mention being exposed to me in such a way.
Gently my hands make their way down her body, letting my fingers trail lightly over the curves of the sides of her breasts. Her eyes close, and a grin breaks her lips. As I work my fingers gently into the curves of her abdomen, I mention what a girl Kaylee is, and ask how long she has known her.
“Such a hottie isn’t she?” Sara replies.
Curiously, I ask her if she is more than just a friend, to which she replies no, but not yet anyway. That was enough to get me going once more, as well as wondering if she knew what just went on between her friend and me. I smile down at her as I knead my fingers into her thighs now, when I am stopped by a rather stimulating comment.
“Aww baby, you’re skipping the best parts.” Sara purrs to me.
“Is that so? So you want a full frontal massage do you?” I ask, to which she replies with a smile and a nod.
I rub my hands together and size her body up before me, wondering how she must feel confined in the wrap and not able to use her hands, completely at my mercy, yet shielded from me by a thin film of plastic. Shrouded in her cocoon of plastic, she watches as my hands come down onto her body, starting at the top, I press my hands into her at the top of her chest, kneading my hands downwards over her breasts. I watch as her eyes close, and her tongue runs over her lips. I work my finger around each covered globe, and run each finger over her nipples gently, watching intently as her excitement grows to a taut little perk beneath the plastic.
The bulge in my sweatpants grows to a peak once again, and from my previous encounter, I do not make an attempt to hide it. I lean down towards Sara, my face hovering dangerously close to her exposed neck, as I trail my tongue out to just barely graze her skin. My hands maintaining a steady circular massage over her firmly wrapped breasts. I feel her body begin to squirm, writhing in captive delight as my hands works the tension out of her body. Harder I press my fingers into her, watching as the mud begins to part from the areas my hands draw focus to, my eyes darting back and forth from her body to her own eyes, clenched in pleasure as my fingers tantalize her into soft moans.
My hands begin to wander now, further down her cocooned body. The tips of my fingers pressing lightly into her taut belly. I climb atop the table, giving her a peek at the stretched cotton of my sweatpants for the first time. I notice a glint in her eye as she lifts her head to watch me straddle her, dragging my fingers down over her breasts once more, over her stomach, my eyes following my fingers to watch her body react to my touch. I smile as her stomach caves a bit as my fingers trace lightly around her belly button, then progressing down over her mud covered crotch.
With Sara’s legs held together by her wrap, I am limited as to the pleasure I can give her, so I am left to tease her, tempt her with my fingers as I trace light circles over her crotch with my fingertips. I watch as her body writhes beneath me, her hands struggling to find an angle to touch herself. My hands hold hers still as I dip my head down, letting my tongue drag over the plastic, allowing her to watch me pretend to lather her pussy with my tongue. I let the saliva drip from my tongue to form a pool directly over the spot where her legs meet, watching and listening as she squirms and sighs as I lick the pool of saliva up as if it were her own flowing nectars. Her legs begin to churn now, signaling me that the juices are indeed flowing.
My hands massage her thighs as I continue to pretend to eat her. Her body writhes in motion as I succumbing to her confines. My hands rub her up her thighs, up her belly, and then back to her breasts, teasing each nipple before sliding one hand up her neck to her lips. Pursed in a perfect circle, her lips open up to my slick finger, taking it in and suckling it gently as I maintain steady pressure on her crotch with my mouth. She takes in the tropical taste of the oil on my finger as she muffles her groans against my firm digit inside her mouth.
“Let me out Jay.” She whimpers as I raise my body up to remove my tank top.
“But it hasn’t been thirty minutes yet my dear.” I teasingly reply.
Her body squirms harder in protest, as I grin down wickedly at her feeble attempts to free herself. I climb off the table and circle around to the head of it, her eyes following me closely as I stand to her left side. I grasp the sheet beneath her and drag her closer to the edge as my free hand grips the waistband of my pants and pulls them taut against my body, pressing my erection against the soft material, and showing just how aroused I am. Her mouth opens, and strains to reach me. I watch as Sara forces her tongue out to feel with it, the only real appendage she has free. I smile down at her, as the frustration and tension in her movements builds. Finally, I rest a hand behind her head, and pull her gently to me, allowing my straining cock to press against her outstretched tongue. She moans in relief as she laps and munches softly at my sheathed erection.
“I knew she wouldn’t take to being teased well Jay.” A soft voice whispers from behind as Kaylee makes her way around me.
I turn to smile at her as she looks at her friend in pleasured despair on the table before us.
“Maybe it’s time we let her out to play with us. What do you think?” She purrs, running her hands over her friend’s plastic coated body.
I nod in agreement, as does Sara. Reaching for a small scissors beneath the table, I go to cut the bottom of her plastic prison from her when Kaylee, stops my hands with hers. Deciding to tease her friend just a bit more, Kaylee opens her own robe to reveal her still shiny body to us, and bends to kneel before me, tugging at the waistband of my pants to let my erection fall to her face. Sara watches in delight as the toy she longed to play with is finally revealed to her. Her eyes widen and glow with a desire much like her friend’s as she watches Kaylee take my cock in her lips once more, using her tongue to coax it deeper down into her throat. We turn out glance to the beauty on the table to take in her reactions, and smile as we can tell she is enjoying the show in a bittersweet trance.
Kaylee’s head rocks back and forth on me, as my hips start to rock in unison into her face. Her head begins to twist, letting her lips wrap tightly around me as she works her head off of my cock, saliva trailing down her lips and falling to her chest as she releases me, wiping her chin clean of the mixture of precum and spit. She crawls a few inches to the table, letting her lips hover precariously close to her friend’s. I watch as they kiss slightly, lips smacking gently as they whisper to one another, heads nodding and shaking. I run my hand through Kaylee’s hair as she stands from the table, her nails raking across my chest as she passes me, picking up the scissors, and cutting her friend’s confines from between her feet. I watch as Sara spreads her legs, tearing the plastic upwards and freeing herself from her restrictions, her hands, once free, moving quickly to her neglected pussy.
Kaylee runs her hands over Sara’s still muddied body, trailing her nails up her figure, and teasingly lifting off of her near her breasts. She trails a dirty finger over my own chest and pouts as the mud drips lightly onto her own body. “Looks like we ALL need to get cleaned up now don’t we?” She whispers.
I nod in agreement as I lead her by the hand, as she takes Sara in her free hand and helps her off of the table. I look back as I walk them across the room, Sara’s hands tenderly exploring her friend’s body from behind as we cross through a sliding door into the shower room. A large taupe colored room with a large circular shower adorning the middle. Glass walls encompass the shallow tiled tub, with four nozzles on each end protruding out in shiny gold. The two friends stand in one another’s arms as I open one door, and enter to run the water, two hot, and two cool. Steam begins to fill the circle as I emerge through the cloud of mist and lead my two beauties into the shower.
The water runs brown immediately as we enter the streams, and the color of milky flesh is quickly returned to us all. The steam tickles my senses as I let a cool stream of water run down my back, I sit entranced as I watch these two lovely vixens bathe each other clean with eager hands. It seems to me, just by watching that these two women have not yet been with one another in this intimate a moment, but both seem to be warming up to the occasion very nicely.
Kaylee allows her hands to explore the curves of her girlfriend’s body with a tender curiosity, letting her fingers traverse every inch of Sara’s now unsoiled body. Kaylee focuses on her woman with intent desire as her eyes stare transfixed into Sara’s, all the while her hands running up the sides of her body, stopping briefly as her fingers encircles a perfectly rounded breast. My excitement having never diminished builds to a boil once more, as the cool water no longer feels frigid as it trickles down my back. I let a hand unconsciously drift to my erection as I watch these two women confess their desire for one another.
Slowly I stroke myself as I watch Kaylee let her tongue dance over her partner’s skin, tasting the freshness of newly opened pores, and silky clean flesh. Her nails scrape down Sara’s back as her mouth engulf an eager nipple, letting her tongue dance over it in an elegant flutter. I sit back against the glass wall opposite them as I reach for a bottle of body wash, and groan slightly as the drizzle of it slides down my chest.
I work the soap into my skin as I watch in delight at the sight before me, letting my fingers mimic the action of Kaylee’s tongue on her lover’s body, heightening the already intense desire within me. I stare as I watch one hand disappear between Sara’s long golden legs, as her knees bend slightly, and spread to accommodate her pleasing. Her head kicks back, and the stream of water runs through her hair, and down her back as Kaylee’s hand goes to work on her, slow and precise movements up and down, leaving little to my imagination as I watch them connect in a Sapphic bond.
Kaylee looks up at her lover’s face, plastered with a look of pleasure, as she mouths words inaudible to me, her hand continuing to please her. Snapping occasional glances to me as she continues to talk to her, feeding her thoughts and ideas as this lesson of pleasure goes on. My eyes dart back and forth from Kaylee’s lips to Sara’s face, looking for some kind of inkling to the tale. A tale which becomes apparent to me very shortly. My hand on my cock slows, as Kaylee withdraws her hand, licking each digit clean one by one, as a glassy eyed Sara saunters her way towards me with an animalistic hunger in her gaze and a feral determination in her stride. Kaylee follows close behind her with an equally hungry look blazing in her beautiful stare, as I brace myself for what is about to transpire.
I lay back on the tiles, resting on each elbow to keep myself propped up to watch as both women slide up against each leg, hands extending forth to slither up my thigh. I stare down my body at the gorgeous faces on either side of my cock standing at attention, my body trembling with anticipation of having two sets of lips dueling for my cock. I smile down at each of them and roll my neck back to stretch out the eagerness within me. The cool water trickling down my body soon feels like a boiling cauldron being poured over me as one pair of lips plants kisses on my shaft. The other set of lips follows suit soon after, leaving soft wet spots on the opposite side. Two hands on my balls caress them gently as long, slow licks traverse my cock in alternating directions, one up, and one down.
Kaylee snakes her hand up my body to rake her nails into my chest, watching my body and face react as her tongue swirls around my head, letting her saliva drizzle down the length of me for Sara to catch in her hungry lips. Then they begin, taking turns mouthing my cock, swallowing the shaft into their greedy throats. I watch in delight as on head bobs up and down on me in an erotic rhythm, while the other lowers to cradle my balls in a delicate mouth. These two vixens trade off my cock like this for what seems like an eternity before Kaylee slides her body down into the shallow pool of water at her feet, and slips herself under her lover’s body. I watch as her hands slither up Sara’s body and caress her gingerly, fueling Sara’s hunger for the feast already in her mouth. Her body buckles soon after, and I know that Kaylee’s tongue has reached its goal.
Sara’s body begins to rock to an unheard rhythm, her hips gyrating her body into a sensual dance of pleasure, causing her head to sway on me delightfully. I run a hand down to rest on her head as she continues to devour my cock, following the motion of her blow. My hips start to grind up into her face, letting my cock swirl about in her mouth as she holds me in there deep. Muffled groans, barely audible over the fall of the water around us, but felt from the head of my cock to my toes as I try to envision the sight of Kaylee’s tongue delving deep inside her lover’s box. My cock begins to throb hard, being pressed between her tongue and her lips, as her moans become stronger, her body beginning to shudder as her hands press down hard into my thighs. I lower my hips, letting my cock slip out from her lips, wanting to hear the deft cry of ecstasy from her, as her first, and long overdue climax washes through her body.
I watch as Sara’s trembling body slows to a heaving breath, and Kaylee slithers out from under her, cleaning her chin as she rises and sliding up her girlfriend’s backside, hands snaking around her front and planting soft kisses on the nape of her neck. I watch as Sara turns to greet her pleaser, kissing her softly as her hands finally release her concrete grip on my cock. They exchange soft whispers, tender glances and little giggles before realizing once more that there is another toy to be played with still.
Kaylee crawls up the edge of the shower, straddling her body over me once more, her hands coming to rest on my chest as her pelvis rises and lowers onto me, letting her wetness be felt despite the water that surrounds us. Her head thrashes to one side, flipping her drenched locks over her head as she drops lower still, letting my head prod into her slightly. Her eyes shut and mouth drops open as I slide inside, the familiar snug fit, moist with her insatiable desire. Her nails dig into my pecs as she begins to ride me with a slow grinding motion, letting my cock swirl inside her as she rests atop me. Slow grinding that soon gives way to the rise and fall of her hips, lifting up with a slow and eager anticipation leading to the impaling drop that buries that cock deep inside her. Over and over she repeats this routine as my hands hold her sides, and my hips begin to rock in time with her.
Sara slinks around her, letting her hands run over her body, capturing a bouncing breast in her mouth to suckle as her new lover rides away on that cock. Hands intertwine briefly before falling atop my body, crawling over my chest and up to my face. I suckle gently on the finger offered to me before watching as this second beauty hovers up above me and plants her pussy atop my face. My world goes dark, and everything is left to my imagination. The taste of pussy fills my mouth once more, a different taste, yet equally as sweet. The sensations drive me wild, numb with desire, yet flowing with pleasure as one pussy devours my cock with reckless abandon, and another planted on my mouth, allowing my tongue to explore it. A symphony of cries can be heard through the falling water, mixed nicely with the sounds of flesh slapping lightly against wet tiles.
I feel Kaylee’s body begin to buck in that familiar rhythm of climax. Sara’s body seems to weigh heavier on my face as I sense that Kaylee’s hands brace atop her as her orgasm surges through her. I drive my tongue deep up into Sara, trying to sync her orgasm with her lover’s, and it follow suit soon after. Two heavenly bodies dancing an erotic waltz of ecstasy with my body as the dance floor. My hands reach blindly up to feel the trembling bodies as they fight to regain composure albeit reluctantly. I feel my cock slip free and the cool water splash on it as Kaylee slides off of me. Sara climbs off as well and crawls to her lover to cuddle her close and share their climactic experience with each other. Soft kisses exchanged mixed with tender caresses. I grasp myself and stroke slowly as I sit up, and await the next move.
And the next move comes without thought. I look on the two glistening vixens with eager eyes as Kaylee bends Sara over the edge of the shower ledge I lie on just between my legs. Kaylee runs her fingers through her partner’s hair, pulling her long tanned locks over her arched back while nudging her legs apart with her own. Sara stares at me with a needing look, as Kaylee motions to me with a crook of her slender finger to stand beside her. I oblige without thought, sliding off the tile and moving around behind Sara’s body. I stand there next to Kaylee, water cascading down around us like a serene tropical waterfall, pooling at our feet, gazing down at the perfectly round behind wiggling before me, beckoning me within.
Kaylee runs her hands over my shoulders, returning the massage that I offered her just moments ago, prepping me for the task before me as a trainer would do for a prizefighter. Whispering in my ear, she coaches me as to how this pretty woman would like to be fucked, tender at first, then crescendo the rhythm to a frantic ride. I look to see Sara nodding in agreement, as her back arches further, jutting her luscious ass cheeks out to me, dipping her legs down to offer me a prime view of her glistening sex. I reach out to touch it, running my fingers over her perfectly sculpted cheeks, watching as her eyes shut, and her teeth sink into her lower lip as I caress the cheeks one by one. Nodding in understanding, I take my stiff member in hand, and guide it inward.
The soft cry as I enter her bounces off of the glass walls encircling us. Kaylee kneels down to watch as my cock slides in and out of her girlfriend’s pussy with slick ease. Slow and rhythmically I pump my cock into her, as each thrust back in sends waves of delight through both our bodies. I watch as Sara’s head falls forward, her dark tresses falling into her face as her eyes roll back into her head as her cries of pleasure intensifies. The motion of her body begins to tell me she is falling deeper into the pit of ecstasy as she begins to ride me back. She rocks her body back into mine just as my thrust forward reaches its peak, causing myself to impale her pussy with my rod, deeper and deeper each time. Her hand reaches up and clear her hair from her face as she turns back to try and watch herself get fucked by me, and to watch her lover on the floor with her eyes fixed to the cock ramming her friend from behind, with her own hands occupied within her own pussy.
Kaylee sits on the floor beside us bathed in a pool of warm water as her fingers delve deep into herself. Her eyes focused hard on my cock sliding in and out of this luscious pussy. She drives her fingers into her in sync with my thrusts, sliding her body on the floor to mimic the bucking motion of Sara’s body as well. She urges us on with her words, telling us how sexy it is to watch to people fuck like this, how she wants to watch us cum, and for us to watch her cum with us. Dirty talk, words of unbridled lust pours from her lips as she fucks herself to another small orgasm, her eyes glassy with lust, yet never wavering from the show before her. Her monologue turns to pure moans and cries, as Sara’s words take over, as she begins to tell us both how the cock inside her has her ready to explode, and how she wants me to feel it, and Kaylee to watch it. I listen in pure delight as these two women exchange words of pleasure, much to my satisfaction, as well as their own.
Kaylee rocks herself with two fingers deep up in her, her orgasm nearing with every snap of her wrist, Sara also nearing that height as well as I feel her body begin to tighten. Her grip as she reaches behind her clenches my hair, my tongue pressing against the back of her neck as I rock my hips into her faster. Wanting to feel it, wanting to hear it, I groan at the two women before me urging them to climax in unison for my eyes to feast on. And they do, erupting simultaneously in a shudder of ecstasy. Screaming in unison as wave after erotic wave washes over them, feeling Sara’s pussy quiver over me as I watch these two lovelies writhe in pleasure.
I fuck that pussy until the trembling in her thighs slows to a soft shake and watch as Sara slides to her knees down beside Kaylee. The two embrace, and exchange licks of tire before Kaylee reaches out to me. I slide over on my knees, sliding my hands down both slick bodies as I snuggle close, my cock drifting into a trembling hand. Starting to stroke me slowly, I kiss Kaylee as her hand seeks to explode me. I rise to my feet, her solitary hand never leaving me as she is now joined by two more curious hands. Looking down at the beautiful sight of four lovely hands massaging me, with two hungry mouths waiting to be fed, I rock my hips, fucking the hands before me.
One hand drifts up my body and fondles my chest as I work myself to the edge of desire, waiting for a hand to pull me over it. My eyes shut instinctively as I feel a mouth engulf me, warm wetness envelopes me as Kaylee slide her mouth down my shaft, sucking hard on me as she pulls me out. A second set of lips cradles my balls as nails dig into my thighs. The sound of the water louder now as my awareness has dwindled, feeling nothing but the impending pleasure surge through me. I fight my eyes to open as my climax hits, watching as thick waves of white splash down onto two pretty pink tongues, hungrily lashing out for it. Nails digging into my back and thighs breaks through the shivering in my body as I groan with each pulsing shot out of my cock. Bathed in licks as a slender hand milks me, my body begins to slow, head floating back down to earth, and my blurry vision returning to clarity.
I sink to my knees, nestling close to Kaylee as I watch them clean the cum off of each others face and breasts gently. Hands caressing over each other as we look to recover for a more minutes before leaving the water.
After toweling dry in separate rooms, I meet my clients in the hallway to thank them and check if they want to schedule their next therapy session, a question that is met with giggles. Kaylee and Sara stand there with fingers clasped as I offer them my card with a hug and a peck on the cheeks, my address scrawled on the back of it with a note that says “For Home Sessions…”