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Deep Tissue

By: Jaymal



I don't cheat, okay? Let me say it again. I. Do. Not. Cheat. The same way I don't drink-drive or wear yesterday's underpants. It's a built-in rule and one that with a little forward thinking is never broken. I'm engaged now to Amanda and our relationship couldn't be stronger. It's built on honesty and it's built on trust, got me? We have a varied, healthy and satisfying sex-life and we don't screw other people. End of story. 

This is most reassuring when, for example, I end up talking to the new temp across the photocopier at work. Or when I go out drinking with mates at the sort of club where randy, dissatisfied wives and girlfriends go to prove they're still attractive to other guys. The subtle explanatory reference is never far from my lips, should I fall into conversation with such ladies: 'I was on holiday there with my girlfriend.' Or the more direct 'Thanks, but I'm already with someone,' if required. And then there's that old faithful back-up: 'Yes, but I'd know, even if she didn't.'

Nothing is ever going to happen.

This is especially good to bear in mind on a day like today. One of the days when I visit Kelly. In fact, no - that's not even a cause for mild concern. Kelly's in a relationship as well, and she really likes the bloke. He's quite the romantic, it seems. Last time she told me all about her high expectations for Valentine's Day and I in turn described my plans for Amanda and myself. The two of us, client and professional, sharing the same warm glow from our respective love affairs. So the Kelly situation is nothing to worry about.

Okay, all right - so the reason we ended up talking so earnestly about our significant others was to deflect from a certain...frisson that passed between us. Now hold on, I didn't hit on her - don't think that for a second - and she didn't take it as such. I passed some vague compliment about her loose perm suiting her, or something like that, and she took maybe a little too much pleasure in it and then I held eye-contact a longer than was perhaps wise... And then it was all embarrassment and rapidly changed subject and very deliberate mention, on both our parts, of the people we were involved with. 

Well massage is intimate after all, even purely therapeutic massage. Kelly is a consummate professional; she's friendly without being flirtatious, very careful to keep that businesslike edge. But after several sessions you get to know each other a bit. And if you have a natural connection and a degree of mutual attraction, however unspoken, well, anyone's guard can drop. Okay, it's true - I did carry her final smile with me for the rest of the day. And that night. When I was...having sex with Amanda. There I was, my body moving on my fiancee's, and when I closed my eyes, Kelly's smiling face was floating before me. Amanda's moans and Kelly's smile... Shit, look, I mean everyone has those thoughts! It's not as though I deliberately dwelt on them...

And - and - why the hell am I even feeling guilty? The massage sessions were Amanda's idea in the first place. She was driving the bastard car when the accident occurred! If she hadn't braked to save that frigging pigeon, we wouldn't have been back-ended, I wouldn't have whiplash, there'd be no need for bleeding massage therapy! And I haven't even done anything yet. Not that I'm going to! 

Like I said, nothing is ever going to happen. 

Nice to know, as I pass through the revolving doors of Blue Haven Health and Fitness Spa. As I check in at the desk. As I make my way along the bright corridor to the massage suite. The massage suite where I know Kelly, the lovely manipulator of my limbs, will be waiting... Thank fuck she has a boyfriend.

'Hello?' Deep breaths as I knock on the door. I'm building this up out of nothing; it's a fantasy I've apparently been entertaining too much. Kelly'll be her bright, brisk, professional self. But I can feel my balls tingling as I hear her welcoming response. As I enter the brightly, clinically lit room, she's busy fluffing towels over by the massage table, but looks up with a grin of recognition. More welcoming than usual? But then we're naturally getting more relaxed with each other after four sessions. 

'Hi Ed,' she grins, with a degree of warmth that surprises and gratifies me. 'Come on in, I'll be right with you.' I close the door behind me, acting casual, relaxed. She's dressed in her usual white overalls and gym slippers, and I divert my mind from the supple, tanned body I suspect lies beneath. Her wheat-blonde hair is tied back revealing her sharp-featured, pretty face. The pastel-walled room, with its posters on the virtues of acupuncture and various styles of massage, Eastern and Western, is unchanged from before; so why am I more aware of its intimacy, complete with bed-table and en suite shower? 

'How's the back?' she inquires. 'Have I made it better or worse?' It's the usual relaxed style of chat, but there's some indefinable difference in her tone that makes me wary. Look, stop being an asshole, Ed - this is some type of twisted wishful thinking. Don't fucking flatter yourself.

'Almost all better,' I say. 'Couple more sessions and I'll be fine.'

'And then I won't see you any more,' she says with a mock pout. I must register some of the surprise I feel, because she adds, 'Well you're easier to talk to than a lot of my clients. Take off your jacket.' I've been curiously immobile and she's noticed.

'So how was Valentine's?' I ask, slipping the jacket nonchalantly off my shoulders and draping it over a chair. Get the conversation straight on to her fella, don't focus on the fact that you'll soon be undressing in proximity to this girl. 

Her face darkens. 'God, let's not go there,' she says. But after a long, angry sigh she does. 'The bastard was cheating on me.' I'm knocked back. This is not what I've been expecting. Or hoping for. I think. 'Yeah, I know,' she goes on. 'Think how stunned I was. Mr bloody Romance. Only he's gone and had it off with some girl he picked up at a night club. At the same happy hunting ground where he met me! Except one of my friends sees him. Stupid bastard.' She pauses, seeming a touch embarrassed. 'You're sorry you asked now.'

'No, I'm not - get it off your chest.' Good God, I'm quoting lines from a Seventies British sex comedy now! Confessions of a Massage Client With a Dodgy Back. Get it off your chest? For fuck's sake...

'So,' Kelly is finishing off, 'my Valentine's Day consisted of him trying to tell me it was only a one-off and he was drunk, as if that's supposed to console me, and then me finally telling him to piss off.'

'So is that it? No chance you'll get back together??' I hope I sound sympathetic rather than hopeful.

'No, that's that,' she shrugs, matter-of-factly. There's the slightest of pauses. 'So I'm single again. How did things go for you?'

'Oh - okay, okay,' I say. Don't want to set up my happy Valentine's evening against her crap one, after all. 'Went to a new Tapas place, exchanged cards, usual stuff. Sorry things didn't work out for you...'

She waves it away with a friendly smile. 'It's not your fault, Ed. Now go behind the screen and get stripped off for me.' She says this with a cheeky grin, flinging a towel my direction. 'And don't forget to wear that!'

Conversation has never been any problem with this girl, so why is every opening gambit dying in my throat right now? A great yawning silence is opening up, as I drop my shirt on the chair provided and set about unlacing my shoes. Don't be so bloody ridiculous, Ed. This is not a problem. Despite the fact she hasn't removed herself discretely from the room while I undress, like she usually does... Not a problem at all.

'No, I got too serious too soon with Nick.' Kelly's back on the subject of her break-up. I'm listening in a semi-daze, removing my trousers. 'Should have seen it for what it was. Should have seen him for what he was. No, Ed, it's given me a whole new attitude.'

'It has?' I want to hear, despite myself.

'Yeah - forget serious, forget meaningful. I just want to enjoy myself a bit.'

'Sounds fair enough.' I slip off my briefs.

'Yeah, if I meet someone I like, I'm just going to fuck him.' She applies a lusty weight to the f-word. Fuck with my head, more's the point! A powerful current channels from my brain to the root of my dick, as soon as she says it. I'm standing naked behind the screen in an aching conversational void, groping clumsily for my towel. 'So what do you think of that, Ed?' 

What I think is, When did Kelly the sweet-natured masseuse become Kelly the husky-voiced little prick-tease? What I say is a stammered 'Well - I mean - yeah.' Okay Ed, don't lose your cool. Just wrap the towel around as loosely as possible - try to disguise your embarrassingly extending organ. 'You deserve to cut loose a bit after what he did to you.'

'You said it. Ready yet?'

I sidle sheepishly out from behind the screen, clutching my towel about me, vainly trying to hide the tent-pole effect at the front. Kelly's eyes flick momentarily there and back again to my face. Shit - my arousal is duly noted. 'Shame you're taken, or I might just have you here on the massage table,' she laughs. The come-on is jokey, but I must look as if I'm about to choke. 'Sorry Ed, I'm being wicked - I don't know what's come over me. Lie down on your stomach and I'll get the oil. You're safe with me.' But her smile is teasing and she brushes a soft hand across my upper arm before moving away. I have to adjust my hardened member in order to lie comfortably on the massage table.

She's small-talking in a relaxed fashion, as she pours the warm oil smoothly down my spine, but there's a sly undercurrent that's never been there before. My mind flits about for something else to cling to, but her hands are slowly, rhythmically kneading the back of my neck, and her words, whatever the hell she's saying, have a breathy, hypnotic quality to them. 

'We'll have you back to the gym soon,' she's saying. 'You haven't lost any of your muscle tone in the meantime - still in really great shape.'

'Thanks,' I murmur, cheek pressed to the pillow, aware of her face hovering close above me, the scent of the oil mingling with her skin cream. She works her way insistently, skilfully down my spine. 

'Your girlfriend's very lucky. She's done better than I did...Just don't tell her that you got excited before your massage.'

'Oh, sorry about that,' I say, tensing again in shock at the very mention. Sorry? She was the one introducing the subject of casual fucking! 

'Relax, I'm joking!' she laughs. 'I know what you guys are like.' And she swoops down to run her hands firmly the length of my arms, so that her pony-tailed hair brushes across my neck. I can sense her mouth hovering close to the side of my face. 'Although I'm flattered you got hard before we'd even started.'

The last sentence is a soft, girlish whisper and even minutes later, when she's working her hands up my leg muscles, it has the blood pounding in my ears. Whatever blood, that is, that hasn't been pumped to my now totally swollen cock. She kneads away just below my ass for a moment. 'Tell me something Ed,' she ventures. 'I'd like the male perspective.'

'Sure,' I croak like a bewildered frog.

'I mean, here I am, day in, day out, getting on with my job. And every now and then I'll notice the guy I'm massaging has a hard-on. Mostly he'll have the decency to look embarrassed and try to hide it, and now and again I get some perv who looks really pleased with himself. So Ed, what I'm wondering is, do guys always, inevitably associate massage with sex?'

How fucking naive is this girl? I groan inwardly. Not very, it turns out.

'Tell me honestly, Ed - Do you get a regular stiff one when you're lying here?' There's playful mockery in her laughter as she says this. 'I know I've been very bad today, but - well - do you?'

Rising panic, to accompany my 'stiff one'. 'Kelly, I don't think we should be having this conversation.'

'It's just talk, that's all,' she says, reverting to surprised innocence. Her firm and steady kneading of the area marginally south of my buttocks continues. 'I mean, I'm not trying to flatter myself, but - do you reckon a lot of my male clients think of me sexually? Or do I just imagine that?' Her hands are lingering tantalisingly around my left upper thigh. She knows exactly how this male client thinks of her and is pressing it to her advantage.

'Well - I mean - it's just an involuntary reaction,' I stammer. 'You're an attractive girl whose job just happens to be...'

'...Rubbing oil all over nearly nude guys, yes I know,' she laughs silkily. 'I suppose I've just developed such a professional approach to it over time that I don't think about it in that way. Plus most of my clients don't do much to distract me. Most of my clients...' And she smoothes the oil slowly and deliberately between my legs, running her fingers lightly over my ball sac. 'Oops...'

I give a sharp, involuntary gasp. My cardiac activity is going crazy, my already inflated cock stretching against the towel beneath me. A very scary line has just been crossed by my masseuse. Oops? Don't acknowledge any line - just make light if it for fuck's sake! 'Careful where you put your hands!' I say, my breath shallow. 'I'm as good as married...' That did sound humorous, right? 

'Sorry,' she says lightly and sweetly, retreating down my right leg. My state of panicked arousal remains however. She works away quietly for a little while, but it's just a lull before her next offensive on my libido, I know this. 'So Ed.' Her voice is soft, her manner offhand. 'You ever think about our massage sessions when you wank?'

That's it, I'm going to get off the table, grab my towel and get the fuck out as quickly as possible. Now. Right this second. Here goes... No. Can't do it. I haven't got further than prising myself up a bit with one hand. She'll only see my prick pointing to the ceiling if I move any more. 'Kelly, you can't ask me something like that!'

'Why not?' There's a disingenuous girlish sweetness in her voice.

'I'm engaged...'

'What, so you don't masturbate any more? You don't fantasise when you're on your own?'

'That's not what I meant! Look, I'm not like...like your...'

'My weasel of an ex-boyfriend? I know you're not like him, Ed.' She sounds genuinely affectionate. 'But you're still a guy.' She very purposefully begins to run her fingers back and forth along the sensitive strip of flesh between my asshole and my balls. Holy fuck, no...please no... I'm gasping audibly, half propped up on the table, unable to move. 'You like that, don't you? I don't think you want me to stop.'

'Kelly please...' I'm trying to fight the delightful, sinful sensations washing through my body, but she lays her other hand on my shoulder and with the words 'Just relax, darling' causes me to subside back on to the flat surface like a lost soul. 

'Now you just lie there and let me massage that nice ass of yours.' I'm at her mercy, as she unfolds the towel at the back and uncovers my buttocks. There's that same quiet intensity in her voice, as she applies more oil to her hands and sets about me. 'There, darling...isn't that good? Now don't you worry about a thing. You're safe with me.' As her able fingers massage the warm oil slowly and rhythmically into my bum cheeks, I feel a vast distance from safe. I'm temporarily... yes, temporarily overpowered by an electric charge emanating from her work on my pelvic region to my entire body. It's wrong. It's guilty. It's fucking fabulous. 

'What if your boss walks in?' It's a feeble effort, crawling its way from beneath the erotic cloak that's flapping about my brain. 

'We're on friendly terms, she's very understanding,' Kelly reassures, and then she giggles. 'You know I'm sure she's entertained at least one boyfriend round here herself.'

I'm so far gone this only just registers. 'You mean...'

'Yes sweetheart, it's all planned.' She dribbles oil between my buttocks and delicately begins to smooth its warmth into my ass crack. The feeling is sensational. 'No one's going to disturb us. And there are no clients in the adjacent rooms. We can do as much or as little as you want.' Deftly she rims my asshole with a safely manicured finger, while her softly breathing mouth homes in on my ear, her teeth gently tugging on the lobe. 'You won't believe what I'm wearing underneath my uniform,' she tells me. 'Just for you. I haven't worn it since last summer on the beach in Ibiza.' She pauses to let that sink in, her naughty little index finger still circling. 'It might as well not be there.' And she slips her finger suddenly up my ass.

'Fuck!' That was a vocal ejaculation only, but with Kelly's intruding digit, I swear my cock has never felt bigger or more potentially explosive. 'God, Kelly...' I'm panting in agonised bliss. 'You - You bad little...'

'That feel good then?' she croons, stroking my neck with her free hand. 'Does it make you hard? Does it make you want to fuck me?'

'Kelly I can't...I'm engaged...'

'Our secret,' and she kisses the side of my face. 'Inside this room. Once you leave, it didn't happen.'

'But I'll know...I'll know...' It's close to a prayer.

She extracts her wicked finger. 'Okay,' she says gently. 'But just turn over. Turn over and look at me. See what you're turning down.'

I have to. I can't not. The imagined joys of her uncovered body have been lurking in my subconscious for weeks. But I instinctively clutch the towel over my bone-hard erection, as I flip on to my back. She retreats from the table, smiling an impish smile, and tugs at the front collar of her jacket with both hands. Metal press-studs pop apart one by one from top to bottom, each pop revealing more of her impressive upper body. Her delicate, gym-toned figure, tan topped up to a golden brown, is scarcely covered by an outrageous, day-glo orange, one-piece swimsuit. Twin strips of material plunge from her shoulders towards her crotch, clinging to the erect nipples of her perfectly suckable, pear-sized breasts. She lets the jacket slide from her slender arms and sets about loosening her uniform bottoms. Turning side on to me and jutting out her rear for full effect, she peels them from her gorgeously pert ass and pads out of them lightly; the swimsuit's string is swallowed up by her beautifully defined bum crack.

'So Ed,' she says, giving me a full-frontal blast of her near-naked, supple body, 'see anything you want to fuck?'

Oh God yes, I want to fuck her tight, waxed cunt, tucked away as it is beneath that sheer strand of swimsuit, very urgently. I want to work over that same cunt with my fingers and tongue before shoving my cock inside it and pumping for Britain. I'm getting married within the year and I want to nail this girl in the worst way.

'Just keep watching me, Ed,' she virtually croons, as she trickles massage oil down her front. She draws the strips of her scant costume away from her breasts and massages in the oil, both tits a neat, firm handful. 'I know you want to suck on these.' She tugs on her hard, dark-pink nipples for my guilty viewing pleasure, to the point that it must surely hurt her. 'And I know for sure you want inside this.' One delicate finger swoops below and slips beneath the swimsuit's crotch, wriggling its way up that secret, wet little fuck-hole. She appears to rotate her searching digit for a moment, biting her lip in pleasure, then she withdraws it with a slick little sound and with relish sucks it clean.

My whole world is now centred on how hard my cock feels, on the tightness of my balls. Her all-but-nude form moves gracefully, knowingly towards me. I don't even try to prevent her, as she takes my towel between her thumb and index finger and lightly plucks it away from my long, sturdy erection. Were it not for Amanda, my chief emotion here would be pride at how ample my member looks, lying there heavily, thick and purple-headed, a wet, silver strand linking its tip to my belly.


Deep Tissue Massage



The following is a true account of an encounter I had during a recent ski trip.

In March of 2010, I decided to join a few friends on a ski trip in Vermont. It was going to be a weekend of skiing and drinking with many of my old friends from high school. However, on my flight out from the west coast, I ended up tweaking my lower back due to the long flight in the "spacious" seating that the airline provided me in coach. Having been an avid skier since a very young age I have to say I am in pretty good shape. That said, I am now in my mid 30s and therefore, I have a tendency to breakdown a little bit easier than I used to. By the time I reached our lodge after the flight and long drive up into the mountains, my back was an absolute disaster. Regardless, I was going to find a way to get on the mountain the next day as nothing was going to stop me from enjoying the fresh powder that had accumulated the week prior to our trip.

The next morning we hit the mountain early; however, my back was in even worse pain than the night before. Many of my friends cautioned me not to ski; however, I wasn't having it. I had already made my mind up that I was going to find a way to ski no matter what. As we were purchasing our lift tickets, I noticed a sign for a massage therapist located in the ski lodge of the mountain that we were skiing. I immediately decided this would be a great way to loosen up my back and get me onto the mountain. I informed my friends to go on without me and that I would get a quick massage and then head on up. We decided we would meet up for lunch at one of the lodge's midway up the mountain.

I grabbed my stuff and headed over to the massage therapists office. As I entered, I noticed a young man sitting at the front desk. He introduced himself as Mike and asked how he could help me. I explained to Mike my situation and that I was really adamant about skiing but was hoping that there was something that could be done to relieve some of my back pain. Mike was very courteous and apologized that their massage rooms were currently being used but that he could give me a quick 15 minute lower back treatment to help get me through the day. There was a massage table in the small lobby area and Mike said he would pull out a tri-fold screen to give us a little privacy from anyone walking by the front of the office which had a large window to the outside. 

As I lay down onto the table Mike asked what I was wearing underneath my ski pants. I explained that I had on some long underwear and upon hearing this Mike said that I should take off my ski pants and powder jacket. He mentioned that it would be best if I was actually not wearing anything at all but since we did not have a private room he understood if I was more comfortable in my long underwear. I have to say that I had never been given a massage by another man and hearing Mike suggest that I take off my clothes was kind of a turn on. Although I am typically more inclined towards women, I had been with a few men in my past and it had been a while since my last encounter and the thought of this young, good looking guy massaging my naked body was starting to excite me. Trying to keep my composure, I slid off my pants and jacked and laid face down onto the table. 

Mike slowly started to massage my lower back, working his hands and fists deep into my muscle tissue. He then pulled my shirt up to expose my lower back and asked if I minded him pulling my long underwear down a bit to expose my butt. I said it was fine and after he did this I could hear him applying oil to his hands. My excitement at this point was starting to grow and I could feel my cock begin to swell as Mike slowly applied baby oil to my lower back and upper ass area. Mike proceeded to give me an amazing lower back massage that also focused on my ass muscles. After what seemed like forever, he asked me to roll over so that he could massage my quads and do some leg bends. At this point my cock was semi hard and due to the fact that I have a pretty large cock, I knew that my excitement would be pretty obvious through my long underwear when I rolled over. I was pretty embarrassed but what the hell, I was probably never going to see this guy again anyway. I rolled over and sure enough my cock was pinned against my thigh and visibly outlined through my white underwear. Mike; however, did not say a thing and went ahead and started to massage up and down my legs, focusing on my quads and the inner thigh region, very close to where my cock was pinned against my thigh.

It was at this point that two women came out of the hallway and said goodbye to Mike. Mike gave a quick goodbye in reply and then stopped massaging my legs and asked if I wanted to go use one of the private rooms. Excited at the prospect of being completely alone and in private with him I said sure; although I was still pretty embarrassed that I may be getting aroused (and showing it) with a guy that did not share the same interests. Either way I was curious in exploring where this could go.

We entered the room and Mike asked if I was ok getting completely nude for the message. He mentioned there was a towel on the wall that I could use to cover myself and that being nude would allow him to use oil and give me a really deep massage. I of course said sure and as he went about getting ready I slipped off all of my clothes and then asked him if it mattered which towel I used (there was more than one hanging on the wall). As Mike glanced up to answer me, I caught him give a quick look at my cock which although it was no longer hard it was still pretty engorged and dangling freely between my legs. I knew that I had a pretty large cock and the quick reaction he had at seeing it alerted me to the fact that he probably liked what he saw. Mike instantly went back into professional mode and told me any towel was fine and so I grabbed the nearest one and wrapped it around my waist. 

Mike had me lay down on my back and then pushed the towel away from my legs so that only my groin was covered. He then started in again on my thighs with the baby oil, massaging my quads and my inner thighs. It felt amazing and ever so slowly he started to work his way up my thighs towards my groin area. At this point my cock was back to half mast and was starting to push against the towel; however, my eyes were closed and I was just enjoying the pleasure that Mike was providing me. As he edged closer to my groin area, my cock, which was now fighting against the pressure of the towel, suddenly sprang free of the towel and slid up across my leg just as Mike's hand was moving up my thigh, literally brushing across the top of his hand. Mike continued to massage me as if nothing happened and I embarrassedly offered a quick apology. 

Mike responded "Don't apologize. It's flattering to see that my techniques are making you feel so relaxed."

"Mmmm, I'm more than relaxed" I said "Your hands feel amazing."

At this point my cock was close to full mast; 9 inches of thick cock still fighting my towel in an effort to point straight up towards my stomach. Noticing this, and obviously not embarrassed about it, Mike quietly asked:

"I take it you won't mind if I get rid of this towel? You'd probably be a lot more comfortable."

"No, not at all...that would be nice." I barely whispered in response, closing my eyes and leaning my head back.

At this Mike slowly slid off the towel; allowing my huge penis to spring to its natural place of rest, pressed against my stomach; pre cum now dripping from my cock head into my belly button. Mike reached over to his bottle of oil and applied more to his hands and resumed massaging my inner thighs pushing gently up to my ball sack and slightly brushing against my balls and pubic area with both hands, with the tops of his hands brushing ever so lightly against the underside of my rock hard cock. I let out a moan of pleasure to let him know that I was thoroughly enjoying the attention he was now starting to show my cock. On his next pass up my thighs Mike decided to touch me slightly more, rubbing oil along my balls and gently caressing the tips of his fingers along my huge, thick shaft, tracing the line of my engorged vein on the underside of my penis.

"Fuck Mike, that feels so good." I whispered. "You're making me so horny."

Mike didn't response but instead, continued to tease my now aching cock, slowly touching it and slightly stroking it more and more. As he teased my cock he slowly had me slide down the massage table towards the end of the table so that my ass was near the edge. Mike had me bend my legs so that my feet were on the edge of the table just below my ass. He then started to massage the insides of my thighs and spread my legs out to expose my cock and ass to him. As he was doing this I suddenly shuddered with exhilaration as I felt what I quickly realized to be the head of his cock rubbing up the base of my cock. What I had not realized (due to my eyes being closed) is that Mike had quietly unzipped and removed his pants and was now completely nude himself from the waist down. I opened my eyes to see his huge hard cock rubbing along side of my own and was amazed to see that his dick was literally the same size as my own, in both length and girth. He had fully oiled himself up and our cocks were now sliding up and down against each other. I was so turned on that I reached up and pulled Mike to me; pressing his body against mine we began making out, our huge oiled up cocks grinding against each other as our tongues explored each other's mouths. 

While we continued to kiss I suddenly felt Mike's fingers probing the underside of my ass. As his finger found my tight ass hole, my body quivered in anticipation. His finger slowly worked into my tight hole, the oil from the massage loosening me up. As we kissed I lifted my ass off the table to let him know that I was open to letting him enter me. I wanted this young stud and I wanted him to fuck me like I had never been fucked before. 

As we continued to make out I felt Mike's huge, thick cock slide off of my own and slide down between my legs and start to rub against my exposed ass...the tip of his cock pressing against my now eager hole. I kissed him deeper, our tongues interlocked and probing deep within our mouths, my hands pulling is face into my own and as we kissed I slowly felt his huge penis enter into me; slowly pushing deeper into my tight ass. I grunted with a mix of pleasure and pain and pulled my face away from Mike so I could look him in the eyes as he fucked me like the young stud that he was. Our eyes locked and Mike started to push deeper into me and then slowly pulled out and then deeper still, until eventually all 9 inches of his glorious cock were thrusting in and out of my ass, my huge cock slapping against my belly as he fucked me. We were now sweating and grunting and I could sense my cock was going to burst with cum. I pulled Mike closer to me and gave him a deep kiss and then told him I was going to cum any minute. At that moment he picked up the pace and the next thing I knew I could feel a blast of hot cum filling my tight ass. The feeling of having this young stud fill me with his man seed sent me over the edge and immediately my own cock started shooting out streams of white semen. 

Mike collapsed on top of me and slowly our cocks softened and we held each other for a while until we eventually decided to get up and clean ourselves off before anyone showed up. We quickly got dressed and headed out to the front and when I went to pay Mike for the massage he declined and said that it was on him and that I had made his day. As I left to go ski, Mike looked up from his desk and asked me how my back was feeling. It was then that I laughed since I suddenly realize that my back felt great and that the pain was completely gone. Guess all I needed was an amazing "deep tissue" massage.



Deep Tissue Massage



Just to be clear. In no way do I condone non-consensual sex in the real world. This is just a fantasy situation. I hope you enjoy it. 

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Amanda and her boyfriend Wes had been engaging in an ongoing series of sexual dares lately. They mainly did it just for fun and to keep things exciting, but sometimes these would lead them into some interesting circumstances. Recently, Amanda found herself in a rather compromised position because of their game. It started one day when they were lying in bed after a particularly kinky fuck session. Since it was her turn to take the dare, Wes was trying to come up with something good. Eventually he settled on a fairly challenging scenario for her. He dared her to go to work with a decently sized butt plug in her ass and she had to keep it there all day. Furthermore, she had to wear a tight shirt and a short skirt with no bra or panties. She was hesitant to agree to such a difficult dare, but soon enough she said she'd do it. Wes was thrilled. He figured she'd wear it all day, getting hornier and hornier, perhaps even playing with herself, and then she'd come home and be so worked up that she'd beg him to fuck her hard in her tight, beautiful asshole. As it turned out, they both got a lot more than they bargained for. 

The next morning was the day of the dare. The weekend was over and she had to return to work. At least this Monday would be a bit more exciting than normal she thought. After she showered and cleaned herself well, she lubed her puckered anus up and prepared it for the medium sized plug she was about to insert. Though medium sized, the plug was relatively large and took a few minutes to work into her ass. It was around 4 inches long and about 2 inches in circumference at its widest point. She was definitely going to be aware of it during the day. 

Once it was fully inserted and her ass adjusted to it, she didn't feel too bad. In fact, she could already tell that it was going be tough not to get horny throughout the day. She always loved butt plugs and having her ass opened up and fucked, so she knew she'd be daydreaming about all kinds of dirty sex as the day wore on. It was worse too because without panties, she'd be tempted to play with her pretty little pussy at any given time. She was definitely going to have to think of something good to get Wes back with following this one. 

After showing the inserted plug to Wes and letting him spank her a few times and play with her already wet pussy for a couple of minutes, she got dressed. Soon she was in her car on the way to work. As she drove, she felt the plug pump slightly deeper into her ass whenever she hit a bump. It wasn't altogether unpleasant. Soon though, she started thinking about her boss Julian. She was a bit worried because she was his assistant and he made no secret of the fact that he was attracted to her. She thought he would surely think she was dressing sexily for him with the very short skirt she had on. It didn't help any that her hard nipples were protruding through the fabric of her shirt. She'd worn black to deemphasize her tits, but she still looked positively slutty.

Thankfully Julian was on the phone when she came in and he barely noticed her sit down at her desk. She had to sit down somewhat gingerly with the toy in her ass, but otherwise she felt ok. She got to work going through and responding to emails as she generally did first thing in the morning. Julian was in his own little world probably doing the same. Eventually though he asked her to come in his office to discuss an account. He noticed her slutty appearance immediately. He didn't say anything about it, but he did smirk a little and thought to himself that he'd definitely have to get her to bend over in the short ass skirt she had on. Also, he couldn't help but think she must be dressing slutty for him. Why else would she come to work with such a skimpy outfit and clearly not wearing a bra? 

After they talked a bit, she went back to her desk to work on the account in question. Maybe 30 minutes later, he asked her to come back in the room and said he was having trouble finding a file on the second to bottom shelf of one of their file cabinets. She cursed to herself as she realized she'd have to bend over to look for the file. From his seated position he would have a perfect view from behind as she searched. 

Her skirt rode up her ass as she thumbed through the files. She hoped he couldn't see the outline of the plug, but was fairly confident it didn't stick out that far. Perhaps of more concern was the fact that her bare pussy was just below the hem of her ever-rising skirt. She would be mortified if he saw her cunt. She was having trouble finding the file and started to wonder if perhaps he'd done this on purpose. After searching a little longer, she finally mentioned that she couldn't find it either. He suggested that maybe it was in the bottom drawer. So, instead of bending over, she crouched down low, assuming that at least that would keep the skirt low enough to cover everything. She was mostly right. As she dropped, some of her lower ass came into view, but because of the position her pussy wasn't directly visible. A very slight glimpse of the plug was there, but Julian wasn't sure what he was seeing. 

Soon she found the file and stood back up. Julian had only gotten a fleeting glimpse of her perfect ass, but it was enough to make him hard. He felt certain that he would be fucking her tight cunt before the day was over. He thanked her for the file and then she went back to her desk. 

For the next hour or so, she couldn't focus on work. All she could think about was the feeling in her ass and the wetness between her legs. Occasionally she slid her fingers down and toyed with her lips and clit. She was getting so horny she couldn't believe herself. Like a flash, a thought of Julian fucking her over his desk went through her mind. She was feeling so slutty. She knew it was just the toy making her act this way. 

It wasn't that she hadn't considered fucking Julian before. He was a handsome guy and she knew he liked her. Also, she and Wes had an open relationship and had discussed fucking other people before, but they hadn't yet acted on it. She considered bringing Julian home for a threesome one night when they'd had drinks after work, but she was concerned about mixing business and pleasure. In any event, she was jarred from her reverie by Julian again asking her if she'd come in and help him with something.  

When she got in the room she saw him leaning over another large heavy desk near the wall. He was obviously trying to reach something behind it. When she got there, he said that he'd accidentally knocked his cell phone off the back of the desk. He couldn't quite reach it because his arm was too thick, but though she might be able to as she was thinner. Again, she was horrified to find that she'd be in a very revealing position. She was certain that this time he'd done it on purpose.    

As she got near the desk, she realized she'd basically have to lie on top of it to reach the item. This would most assuredly cause her ass and pussy to come into view. So she mentioned that she would do it, but asked him to turn around since she had on a short skirt. He was confused by this request because he was under the impression that she had dressed like a whore to seduce him, but he smiled and replied to her, "Well, I guess that'll teach you to wear such skimpy items around the workplace....not that I'm complaining." 

She was speechless, but after a second he followed up, laughing, "I'm just messing with you. Of course I'll turn around." 

She thanked him and watched him turn his back to her. So, she lay upon the desk and started to reach down behind it. She could feel the cool air on her naked cunt and ass. She looked again one more time and he was still facing away from her. So, she focused more intently on the task. She could almost reach it. As she struggled and stretched Julian turned around slightly and spied her naked ass. He was astounded to find her beautiful pussy on display, but he also noticed the base of the plug sticking out of her ass and was doubly amazed. His cock went rock hard immediately. He could barely keep himself from walking up behind her and taking what he wanted from her, but he thought better of it. Surely though, he thought to himself, she must be planning on doing some kinky fucking if she came to work with a toy in her ass. He figured he'd wait and see what she had in mind.  

As he was thinking about this she got a hold of the phone and as she pulled her arm out and turned her head back to him, she thought she saw him whip his head away from her. She looked back and saw that everything was on display and that most likely he'd seen it. Her cheeks were flushed as much from the exertion as from her embarrassment. She hopped off the desk and he turned around. She handed him the phone and searched his face for some sign that he'd been looking at her naked backside. He didn't give anything away, but she didn't know how he couldn't have seen something. He thanked her and she said, slightly nervously, "Oh, you're welcome. Things...uh...like that happen sometimes right?"

He told her, "Yes, they do. And I'm a big klutz sometimes. Sorry to make you roll around on top of the desk like that." 

She smiled weakly and said, "Oh, don't worry. It wasn't too difficult." 

She was then about to go back to her desk and he stopped her, having just had an idea, and said, "Well, Amanda, I was going to offer to get you lunch for all your great work lately, but I just had a better idea."

She looked at him inquisitively before he continued, "I was about to go to my day spa and get a massage and just relax a bit. I wasn't planning on coming back in and look...it's slow today and there's nothing pressing, so why don't you come with me and get a massage as well? There's also a pool, a hot tube, and a sauna, and...well, you know the drill." 

Amanda replied, "Oh...that's nice of you, but I'm ok. You go enjoy your relaxation session."

He frowned and said, "Aww, come on...I insist. Did I mention that it's on me?"

She thought about it for a minute and then smiled and said, "Well, it's not about the money, but I appreciate that. I have been having a little neck tension lately....so...I guess...sure, I'll go."

He grinned and said, "Excellent, let me just finish up a couple of things and we can head out."

She said, "Ok, good. I need to wrap a couple of things up also."

With that they went back to their desks and finished up their work before leaving. Julian was thrilled. He'd been meaning to invite her to a massage anyway and after seeing her naked pussy and the toy in her ass, he couldn't resist. Her agreement to go get a massage with him coupled with her skimpy outfit had him positive she was looking to have something happen with him today. Knowing she wasn't wearing panties was making him incredibly horny. He thought that perhaps after a nice relaxing massage she'd be a bit more pliable and maybe he could make a move in the sauna or hot tub. Or perhaps she would. Even if nothing else happened he thought it would be nice to see her walk around in nothing more than a towel. 

Amanda was having entirely different thoughts. She wasn't sure what to do about the plug and the dare. She was looking forward to a nice relaxing massage, but considered taking the toy out of her ass. She thought she'd explain to Wes, that these were extenuating circumstances, but then she realized that she should have just said no to the massage. Since she didn't, she knew that Wes wouldn't accept that she took the toy out because he would tell her that the massage was her choice. Not to mention, she had to admit, that the butt plug was driving her crazy. She was really horny. She wasn't even sure why she had agreed to the massage because it would very likely just make her even randier. She decided to wear the plug to the spa and just planned on keeping the towel very tight on her body.   

Soon she and Julian were in his car on the way to the spa. Again, she felt every bump push the toy into her further. She knew for certain that her ass was nice and loose now. An image flashed through her mind of her taking it out and slipping some fingers in and out of the now sloppy hole before putting an even bigger one in. Then she thought of Wes' cock pumping in and out of her loosened up anus. And then suddenly, it switched to a vision of Julian fucking her ass. It was making her really wet. She hoped it didn't show up on the back of her dress. Her erect nipples rubbing against the thin material of her shirt didn't help at all. Thankfully it didn't take long for them to get there. 

When they got inside and inquired about massages, they were told that there was only one massage room open. Normally at this spa, every guest gets their own room. Apparently they were having a busier than normal day. So they were told that they could either take turns or if they didn't mind, they could just share the room. Julian was secretly elated at this turn of events. Amanda wasn't thrilled at all. She said she'd just wait while Julian got his massage, but Julian said reassuringly, "Oh...no Amanda. There's no need to wait. We're all adults here right? We can share the room. I promise not to look."

He grinned his charming grin and she decided she would just go through with it. She said, "Well....I guess, but you have to promise not to peek. I know you, you naughty boy." 

She couldn't believe she'd just called her boss a "naughty boy," but he simply laughed at this and said, "Oh, I promise I won't look. Scout's honor" 

She smirked at him and said, "Ok then....just remember...you promised!"

He then replied, "I did! And I won't cheat. Now, let's go get our relaxation on." 

She was dubious about the precarious situation, but just hoped for the best. She thought to herself that it wasn't like anyone was going to just rip her towel off or anything. It calmed her down to remember that this was a professional business and not the set of a porn shoot or anything, so it was unlikely that anyone would discover her secret. 

Soon the attendant led them to their room and told them to undress and put on a towel before lying down on the table. He added that their masseuses would be in soon. She had Julian turn around as she undressed then donned the towel and got up on the table. He wasn't as shy since she was lying face down with her head resting in the face hole anyhow, so he just got naked while staring at her towel clad ass. His dick was getting hard again, so he quickly wrapped his towel around him and also lied down. After a couple of minutes, their masseuses arrived. They were both impossibly tanned men in very good shape. They introduced themselves as Jake and Kris. Jake was going to do Amanda and Kris her boss. 

They quickly got to work and both Amanda and Julian relaxed into their strong, healing hands. Some mellow, but relaxing new age type music was playing over the speakers in the room. Amanda finally sighed and let herself go into the lovely sensations. Jake really knew what he was doing. The tension seemed to just melt away from her shoulders, back, and neck as he rubbed her with the light oil. It didn't take long before she started to get horny again. She couldn't believe she was lying here with this hunky guy massaging her while she had her ass stuffed with a good sized plug just underneath a thin towel. She felt very naughty and couldn't wait to tell Wes about it later. 

Soon Jake had worked his way down her back and moved over to work on her calves and feet. She couldn't help but let out a small whimper as he worked up her legs and began rubbing her thighs. Little did she know that her towel had worked its way up some and was beginning to expose her sweet little shaved pussy. Jake always enjoyed massaging the more attractive clients such as Amanda. He liked it when their towels slid up a bit and allowed him a view of their pretty little cunts and sometimes more. He was sure that some of his clients did it on purpose. A few of these he'd even gone quite a bit further with. These were the perks of the job. On other occasions if he wanted a view, he would slowly make the towel slide up. The clients usually were too relaxed to notice or to care. 

Amanda was really enjoying the massage and had started daydreaming again about various kinky sex situations. With Jake rubbing her thighs and the plug in her ass, she was getting wet and excited. She just couldn't help it. The towel moved further and further up until her sweet pussy was totally visible. Jake could see that she was wet. He always liked it when they got horny while he massaged them. He wanted to push the towel up further so he could see her tight little rosebud, but he didn't want to go too far with her boss in the room. Thankfully, Julian, who was feeling antsy, decided to take a piss break. He had Kris stop and told him he was going to step out for a couple of minutes. 

When he left the room, Jake looked over at Kris and motioned with his head to come take a look. So he walked over and bent down so he could see the lovely pussy on display. From his bent down vantage point however, he could just make out that something was in her ass. He was astonished. He whispered in Jake's ear about what he found and his jaw dropped. Then Kris whispered, "Damn dude! Looks like someone might be here for more than just a massage. You should totally see where this leads!"

Jake nodded in response. They looked back at the hot cunt in front of them and he started thinking about how he could push this a little further. Just then, Julian came back in and saw them staring at her ass. Kris looked at him, slightly worried, but Julian just walked up and saw what they were looking at and smiled. They all took the sight in for a minute and then he motioned for Kris to follow him outside. Jake continued to work on her legs as they left. 

Once outside, Julian told Kris that Amanda was his assistant and he'd been aching to fuck her for a couple of years now. He said that today might be the day. He explained how she had come to work dressed like a slut, which was out of character, and how he assumed she was ready for some action. He mentioned that if Kris and Jake were game to help him, they might be in for some fun and a little extra cash to boot. He laid out his plan to him. His idea was for Jake to continue working her over and to basically get something sexual started. Once she was enjoying herself, he was to take sashes from their robes and tie her hands together and her feet to the table. Then they would have some real fun. Kris agreed wholeheartedly and knew that Jake would as well. 

So Kris went back in the room and told Jake and Amanda that Julian was going to go spend some time in the hot tub and maybe the sauna, but that she should continue enjoying her massage. Then before he left the room, he whispered the plan in Jake's ear. He smiled in response and got right to work. 

Once Kris was gone, Jake started rubbing higher up Amanda's thighs. He was bolder now and slowly got the towel to inch higher until he could see part of the toy sticking out. As he got closer to her pussy, she let out a couple of small whimpers. At this point he asks her if she's enjoying the massage and she says breathily, "Ohh...I sure am.  I haven't been this relaxed in....I don't know how long. You have magic hands!"

Jake says, "Well, I'm glad I could help you..uh...relax. We try out best here to service all your needs."

Amanda moans a little in response and then thinks to herself that it was a funny way for him to say that and then wonders what needs he's referring to. She can definitely think of some services she'd like him to offer, but again, it's just her horniness taking over. As she's pondering this he rubs high up her thighs and one of his thumbs touches her wet cunt lips. She's a bit shocked, but it feels so good that she doesn't say anything. He keeps massaging very close to the lower part of her ass and near her pussy and it's really getting her going. She thinks to herself that she should stop him in case he finds out about the toy, but because it is so pleasurable she just lets him proceed and even opens her legs slightly more. Jake takes this as a sign to move forward with his seduction. 




Deep Tissue Massage



As he rubs high on her thighs, almost to her ass he lets his thumbs again slide against her pussy lips. She moans slightly at this. At this point he says out loud, "So, I have to tell you, I notice that your pussy is wet ma'am. Do you like what I'm doing to you?"

Her mind races at this statement, but she's far too horny for him to stop now, so she replies, "Mmmm...I know I should stop you, but....yessss...what you are doing feels amazing!"

As he continues to rub, he says, "Very good....I can give you a lot of pleasure....if you let me."

She just whimpers again at this. So this time as he slides his hands up her thighs he uses the pressure as he squeezes up to her lower ass to spread her pussy lips some. She moans deeply into the face hole. After a bit of this he finally just slides his hands all the way on to her ass and kneeds her cheeks. She can't believe she's letting him do this to her. He says finally, "I see you have a toy in your ass. Did you come here today planning to get naughty?"

She answers him between sighs and moans, "Well....mmmm...actually my boyfriend and I...have this game we play....where we give each other....ummm...sexual dares. I didn't know I was....ohhhh....coming her today. My boss just offered to bring me today...mmmm...out of the blue. I had already agreed to wear the plug....and...mmm...slutty clothes today, so I couldn't back out."

Jake says, "Wellll...that sounds like a fun game. If I had a girlfriend like you, I'd love to play games like that also. Do you think your boyfriend would mind the way I'm touching you now?"

Amanda answers huskily, "Ummm....we have...an uh...open relationship and have agreed.....to uh....let each other enjoy whatever sexual situations....come about sometimes."

He replies, "Ohhh, I see. Is this a situation you'd like to enjoy?"

She moans in response as he spreads her pussy open again. So he fully removes the towel and then slides a couple of fingers over her very wet slit. She whimpers a bit more as he slips one slightly insider her. He bends down and bites her ass cheeks softly as he slides his finger deeper inside. She loves it. Soon he's got two fingers fucking in and out of her and he slips his thumb over her clit. With his other hand he starts playing with the plug in her ass. Now she's starting to breathe heavier. It feels so fucking good. He pulls the plug out a bit and spits on her asshole to lube it up some more. Then he begins pumping it in and out of her slowly. 

Jake says, "Mmm...you are a sexy bitch Amanda with a beautiful cunt and tight asshole that I'd love to fuck."

She moans and says, "Oh goddd...what you are doing to me feels so fucking good! I can't wait for you to slip your hard cock in whatever hole you choose!"

He then says, "This is a pretty big plug to just walk around with. I can't believe you've had this in your ass all day. What a fucking whore you must be. I bet your asshole is ready for some deep fucking."

She replies, "I am such a whore today....the toy's been making me so horny all day long. Don't stop...pumping it in...and out...mmmm."

So Jake fucks it in and out of her loosened anus and he plays with her clit. She starts fucking back against the toy. When he realizes that she might be getting close to cumming, he pushes the plug all the way in and then spanks her ass hard. She cries out in surprise, but continues to whimper with pleasure. So he smacks her other cheek and tells her she's a naughty bitch that needs a little discipline. She loves being spanked and told what to do, so this just gets her going more. She says, "I am a very bad girl and definitely need a strong master to punish me and teach me how to please him."

He spanks her a few more times and then walks to the front of the table. He grabs her hands and ties them together behind her back with the sash from her robe.  Then he slides her forward on the table until her face is near the end. Then he walks in front of her face and pulls out his long, thick cock. Her mouth is basically watering for it. He pushes it in her face and she starts to lick the head. He's already spouting pre-cum and she tongues every trickle. She loves the way he tastes, nice and salty. Soon he pushes his dick further into her mouth. She moans around it. She slowly starts to suck it in and out, but she can't move her head that much because of her position. He grabs her face and starts feeding it deeper and deeper into her mouth and then her throat. After a couple of minutes he's pumping it almost all the way in. She's gagging on it, but she's always enjoyed being forced to take cock in her throat. He pulls out all the way and gives her a minute to breathe, but then he plunges it back in all the way to the hilt and holds it there. Now it's his turn to groan. Her lovely mouth feels so good around him. 

After a couple of more minutes of this he stops and walks around behind her. He grabs a couple of other robe sashes and ties her legs open to either side of the table. He asks her if she's got more lube in her purse and she says she does. He finds it in there and then walks towards the door. She's confused as to what's happening, but not for long. Kris and Julian walk in. She's mortified and slightly afraid and says, "What the fuck! What the hell are you doing Jake?"

Julian answers for him, "Don't worry Amanda, I asked him to do this for me. We are not here to hurt you. We're just going to fuck you silly."

She screams at him, "Do you think I'm some sort of fucking whore? I'm not fucking you!"

He replies nonchalantly, "Oh, indeed you are a whore and we will be fucking you presently. You've been begging to be fucked ever since you came in to work this morning dressed like a slut with a butt plug in your ass."

She's shocked at his response and says, "Just because I was dressed like that doesn't mean you guys get to have your way with me. There's a reason why I wore those clothes and the butt plug."

He stops her and says, "Yes, the reason is that you are a sexy little whore that is about to get her body worked over. You asked for it when you came to work looking like a prostitute. Also, when I peeked in a few minutes ago, you sure seemed to be enjoying what Jake was doing to you, so I think it's safe to say that you are ready for some cock."

She doesn't know what to say. She had no idea he saw her letting Jake have his way with her. Before she can say anything else, Julian spanks her ass hard. She screams out in surprise. Jake takes a clean rag from a nearby cabinet and stuffs it in her mouth. Julian spanks her again and says, "We'll take that out of your mouth when you're ready to cooperate."

She says something into the rag, but it's muffled and he pays no attention. He slides his hand between her legs and starts playing with her clit. She struggles against the ties, but to no avail. Kris and Jake move up near her head and jack their cocks as they watch Julian play with her pussy. He's now got two fingers pumping in and out of her as he continues to rub her clit. She can't help but start to react to the stimulation. She had been so horny just moments ago and it doesn't take long for her to return to an aroused state. She's pissed that Julian is just taking her like this, but part of her has to admit that she's kind of getting off on being forced against her will to be used as their fuckslut. The more he plays with her pussy, the hornier she gets. When he starts kissing and softly biting her ass the way Jake did, she's really starting to get into this scenario. He unties her feet and pulls her to the end of the table. Now she's standing, but bent over the edge. He quickly ties her feet to the table legs before she tries to move. After this he immediately buries his face in her sopping wet cunt. He flicks her clit with his tongue and then sucks it into his mouth as he slips two fingers back inside her. She moans into the rag. After fingering her and licking her clit for a couple of minutes he starts playing with the toy in her ass. Jake hands him the lube and he pulls it all the way out and gets it nice and slippery. 

He focuses back on her clit with his mouth as he plunges the toy back into her ass and starts fucking her with it. It feels too good so she starts bucking back against his thrusts. She can't believe herself, but she really is starting to want to take on all these men. She wants to be a total slut for them and let them do what they want with her. She's moaning louder into the rag, so Julian says, "Mmmm...that's nice. Are you feeling more like playing now?" 

She makes a muffled noise and nods. Julian says, "Good. I just knew you wanted to be our willing little fucktoy. Kris, take that rag out of her mouth and replace it with your cock." 

He replies, "I thought you'd never ask!" 

Then after taking the cloth from her mouth, he sits on the table and lifts her up enough to get his cock under her mouth. She begins licking up and down his veiny shaft and then moves up to his dickhead. After getting it nice and wet, she takes him a little ways into her mouth. He groans a little from the pleasurable sensation. After a few moments of sucking just his head she starts taking him deeper and deeper. He soon grabs her head and starts fucking harder into her throat. 

Behind her Julian has stood up and positioned his hard cock at entrance to her sex. She's so wet that he slides easily inside. He starts pumping her slowly. She's now being fucked in two of her nasty holes and is loving it. Kris pulls her face down onto his sizable prick and forces it all the way in to her throat. He lets her off to breath a bit and she says, "Yesss you dirty fucker, pump your hard cock deep into my throat!" 

So he obliges and starts face fucking her harder. As this is happening, Julian has picked up some steam and is now pounding her formerly tight pussy. While fucking her, he starts pumping the plug in and out of her ass again. She's now on the verge of cumming. It only takes a few more thrusts of the toy in her ass to have her screaming around Kris' cock. Julian can feel her pussy pulsating around him as she cums. 

After she finishes climaxing Julian starts untying her feet and says, "Let's switch up the positions a bit guys."

Kris pulls out of her mouth and Julian gets Amanda to stand up and move around the side of the table. He then unties her hands also and walks around in front of her. He pushes his cock up in her face and says, "Ok you naughty little cock tease, why don't you taste your pussy on my dick?"

Before she can say anything he forces himself in her mouth. Jake has now moved up behind her and is ready to slide inside her. He says, "Mmm...I've been wanting to feel this hot little cunt since you walked in today." 

Then he slips his prick into her and pushes deep inside. She whimpers around Julian's dick in her mouth. Again she's being double teamed and is loving it. They get into a nice rhythm and are pumping her sexy body hard. Jake starts fucking the toy in and out of her ass again. It's very loosened up now and he can feel the toy against his dick as he's inside her. He can't wait to get inside her lubricated asshole next. He decides to pull the plug out of her ass and then grabs the lube. He squeezes some all over his fingers and spreads it around. He slips two and then three fingers into her welcoming anus. As he fucks her lovely pussy, he begins pumping his fingers in and out of her ass. They go deeper and deeper. He can feel that her asshole is relaxed from having the toy in her all day as well as from having it pumped in and out. 

Julian tells Kris to come over near him and offers her mouth up to him. He takes over and starts fucking his dick between Amanda's hot lips. After a few thrusts, Julian moves back in. They take turns like this for a minute and eventually she takes their saliva soaked cocks in her hands and jacks them off with the natural lubrication. She pulls them closer and pushes the heads together and starts licking them and taking them into her sloppy mouth. As she licks and sucks on them, Julian reaches down and starts tweaking an erect nipple. Kris takes the cue and starts playing with her other breast. She likes the way it feels and whimpers a little. All the erotic sensations are driving her wild. 

Behind her, Jake forms his fingers into a cone and starts to slowly push them into her asshole. Soon he's got all five fingers inserted up to his knuckles and he's pumping them in and out. She can't believe how opened he has her. After stretching her out like this for a bit, he pulls his cock out of her cunt and places the head against her well lubricated rosebud. He pushes inside her and she moans around the dick in her mouth. Her asshole feels warm and tight like a pussy. He can't wait to fuck it deep and hard. Because of the preparation, her ass accepts him willingly and it isn't long before he's fucking all the way in and all the way out in slow strokes. It's driving her crazy. She can't believe how full her ass feels. She reaches under her torso and starts stroking her clit and fucking back against his rock hard cock. 

Before Jake gets too many strokes in though, Julian again says it's time to switch things up. There happens to be a small bench near the wall. He moves it out a bit and has Jake lie down on it with his legs off on either side.  He then has Amanda hover above him with her back to him. She slides her hungry asshole down on to his rod until it's all the way inside. Julian moves above her and guides his cock into her welcoming, but now very tight pussy. She can't believe how full and stretched she feels. She's always wanted to try double penetration but has never done it before. So far so good she thinks as they slowly begin pumping her tight holes. 

As they develop a good fucking rhythm, Kris walks up and presents his stiff prick to her mouth. She hungrily swallows his tool and takes him deep in her throat. She feels like such a wanton whore and she loves it. She can't believe she's servicing three men at the same time. It's definitely more than she bargained for when she put the plug in her ass that morning. 

Soon the men are fucking her for all they are worth and she feels like she might be close to coming again. Their hard cocks are relentless as they thrust in and out of her well used pussy and asshole. She's amazed at how good it feels. Julian adds to the sensory overload by playing again with her perky little tits. He tweaks the nipples and squeezes her breasts a bit before leaning down and taking a hard nipple in his mouth and sucking it. She's constantly moaning around Kris's cock now. He's fucking her mouth roughly and is talking dirty to her, "Mmmm...fuck bitch....you have a talented mouth don't you?"

She groans in agreement and he continues, "What a damn sexy little slut you are....I can't believe you're giving up all your nasty holes to us. You don't even know Jake and I and yet you can't get enough of our cocks.....what a total whore!"

Amanda finds that she loves being treated like a slut and it just adds to her excitement. Jake chimes in and says, "She sure fucking is a whore.....and a good one at that. She definitely seems to be getting off on having a stranger's hard dick in her ass....mmm...fuck....you feel so fucking good bitch!"

Then Julian says, "Yes, gentlemen, she sure has turned out to be quite a friendly fuckdoll. I always figured as much with such a beautiful face and body." 

Then directly to her, "Amanda, you are a woman that was made for fucking and pleasure. I hope you're enjoying getting used like the naughty tart that you know you are." 

As he's saying this he begins playing with her clit while continuing to fuck her. All this nasty talk combined with the assault on her now sloppy holes pushes her even closer to the edge. Her g-spot and clit are getting worked and she's fucking loving it. 

Julian sees that she's getting close and pulls out of her and begins rubbing quickly up and down her soaking wet cunt. He also continues to stimulate her clit. Amazingly, from this angle Jake's cock is kind of hitting her g-spot from inside her asshole. After a few more strokes and Julian's attention she begins squirting and screaming in pleasure. Her juice splashes all over his hand and his lower torso. It also soaks his dick. She's more turned on than she's ever been and says, "Ffffuckin godddd....that was intense....I don't think I've ever come so hard! I can't believe I'm letting you filthy perverts use me like this, but I think...mmm...I think I like it." 

After allowing her to recover some from her climax they decide to switch positions. Julian says, "Ok, now I'm ready for a taste of this beautiful asshole. Are you ready for something bigger?" 

Although Jake is not small by any means, Julian's dick is slightly longer and thicker. Amanda can't wait to be opened even further. As he lies down and moves her onto his cock, Jake washes his own off in a small sink nearby. Kris moves in front and slides his large member inside her waiting cunt. Again they establish a nice rhythm as they pump in and out of her. Julian's enormous cock feels amazing in her ass. She feels even more stretched and slutty. Jake eventually walks back up and slides his dick into her smiling mouth. She's ready for more. 

Surprisingly, after a couple of minutes of fucking, Amanda looks up and sees Kris and Jake tonguing each other hotly. Then Kris slides his hand down onto Jake's balls and plays with them while she sucks him. She stops for a minute and watches them until they notice her staring. Kris says, "Jake and me fool around from time to time. We are both bisexual."

Jake continues, "Yeah, with some of the kinky situations we get into working here, I suppose it was inevitable that some guy/guy action would crop up eventually. And it has." 

Kris continues, "I thought I was bisexual before I worked here, but had never acted on it. Jake hadn't really thought about it much, but is open minded and we had a client that got us to play one time. We've both been hooked ever since." 

And with that they went back to kissing. This turned Amanda on immensely. Watching men together was another turn on that she'd been wanting to experience. This was turning into quite an interesting and boundary crossing day. 

For a few minutes there was nothing, but fucking and grunting. She was getting the pounding of a lifetime. Julian's large prick was working her asshole out so well and she could tell that he was getting close to cumming. She couldn't tell about Kris or Jake. She wasn't there yet, but was enjoying being satisfied so fully. 

Kris eventually put some lube on his fingers and began playing with Jake's ass as she continued to suck him. As he stuffed two fingers into his loosening anus she could feel his cock throb in her mouth. Kris pumped the fingers in and out of him, deeper and deeper. When he added a third finger it was more than he could take and Jake erupted in Amanda's mouth. She swallowed what she could and when he finally pulled out Kris kissed her immediately and they tongued around Jake's taste. Kris pulled Jake's spent cock back to them and they shared it and cleaned all his cum off of it together.

As they were finishing this up, Amanda could feel that Julian's fucking was getting more spastic. After a few more pumps into her ass he began shooting his hot jizz deep inside her bowels. It felt wonderful. Her ass felt amazingly loose and creamy. 

When Julian finished coming down from his climax he pulled out of her well-used anus. His cum began dripping out of her. She felt like such a slut, but liked the way it felt. He wanted to get out from underneath her, so Kris pulled out and let them up. He still need to cum though and had a hot idea. He had Jake lie back down on the bench, but in a 69 position with Amanda on top. He started eating her nasty and well-fucked pussy. His mouth felt amazing on her clit and cunt lips. 




Deep Tissue Massage



Kris wanted to slide inside that cum-drenched asshole and get some sloppy seconds. It turned him on tremendously to use cum as a lubricant and to fuck women or men after another guy had cum inside them. Her asshole gaped and looked nasty and shiny. He placed his cockhead against her anus and slid all the way in with one fluid motion. They both moaned with pleasure. Kris said breathily, "Fucking god! Your sloppy asshole feels amazing! It's warm and ready for cock like your naughty pussy was....mmmmm."

Amanda replied, "Mmm...yeah my nasty asshole is definitely hungry for some more hard cock! Especially with Jake's magic tongue on my clit. Fuck me Kris! Fuck my ass deep!"

He didn't need any more encouragement and began pumping in and out of her. He could feel Julian's cum all around his dick making it very nasty and slick. He loved the way it felt. Amanda was in heaven with Jake attending to her pussy as she got assfucked roughly. She started to feel like she could cum again. 

Kris pounded her ass for a few minutes and was finally getting close to cumming himself. Jake reached up underneath him and started playing with his balls. He groaned deeply. Amanda was on the verge of her own orgasm now too. She could tell Kris was getting close and started fucking back against his dick for all she was worth. Jake slurped her clit into his mouth and sucked it hard and pushed her over the edge. She started spasming around Kris's cock. He could feel it and this combined with Jake's fondling of his balls set him off as well. He pulled out and blasted her ass, pussy, and Jake's face with jets of hot cum. Jake greedily licked it all up from her well-used holes. When she finally stood up she leaned down and thanked him and they kissed and shared the taste of Kris's spunk in their mouths. 

Afterwards, everyone was exhausted and Amanda was a bit sore, but she had certainly enjoyed herself. She still couldn't believe that Julian had forced her to do it or that she had enjoyed it, but she wouldn't hold it against him. She had never cum so hard in her life and she had gone to work dressed like a slut. Not that she was exactly asking for it, but she hadn't tried that hard to stop it either. She realized that because she'd been so horny from wearing skimpy clothing and a toy in her ass, it was almost inevitable that she and Julian would have fucked that day. He was a sexy man and was used to getting what he wanted. She had tempted him too much and had been too horny herself to stop it. 

Later that evening when she told Wes about it, he was amazed. It turned him on quite a lot to think about his beautiful girlfriend getting gangbanged like total whore. He only regretted that he hadn't been there to enjoy it as well. It would be ok though. Julian and Amanda got contact info from Jake and Kris and they discussed having more fun in the future. This time Wes would be involved. 

That night before they went to bed Wes said, "One thing I thought about babe."

She looked at him inquisitively. He continued, "You took the butt plug out."

She was confused. He smiled wickedly and then said, "Well, since you took it out before you got home from work, you lost the dare." 

She was speechless and momentarily annoyed, but then she remembered the amazing sex she'd had and smiled. Wes smiled too and said, "I'm gonna have to think of something even better for your next dare. I'll make sure it puts you in some equally exciting circumstances as today." 

Amanda looked at him and said in a mock wicked sounding voice, "Well, do your best, but remember....eventually it'll be my turn."



Deep Tissue Massage



It seems funny now but at the time I was just confusing. I thought something as simple as a massage could cause so much angst, and yet so much pleasure.

I had been thinking of getting a massage all month. Work had been exceedingly stressful and I knew my shoulders and neck was just one big knot. I found myself not even being able to relax at night when going to sleep. My shoulders would be hunched up around my neck and no matter how I tossed and turned the tension never seemed to let go. I would wake only partially rested, still feeling the tension of the previous day right between my shoulder blades. Yes, a massage was just what the doctor would have ordered if I had consulted one.

So, I did what I thought would be the most logical thing, got online and began researching massage therapists in my area. The internet is a wonderful thing, but sometimes the results from a search are overwhelming. These seemed to be a glut of massage parlors in our town, and each one promised tranquility and serenity and most featured "Lovely Asian Girls". 

Well, I don't consider myself naïve, and I know most of those places are what people commonly call "rub-n-tug" parlors. In other words, you get a mediocre massage followed by a negotiated "happy ending" for an extra fee. Since I was interested in the real deal, in terms of massage that is, I turned to a site featuring all male massage providers. I wanted someone who had experience and looked strong enough to deliver the kind of deep tissue work my knots needed. 

I browsed through dozens of listening, many of which were obviously selling the stunning looks of the masseur rather than the quality of the service. That eventually brought me to a nice looking guy with a beard smiling next to a massage table. He was dressed in a white t-shirt and loose fitting white shorts and his hand was resting on the table. He was relaxed in the kind of casual pose that exudes self-confidence and there was that smile. 

After reading through his credentials and experience, he was well trained and had been doing this for years, I found reviews of his service. Almost all were 4 or 5 stars and the reviewers were very complimentary of his ability to get their tension out with his strength and skills. It was a snap decision, but Matt, as he was named on the site, looked like just the guy to make me relax.

I texted him, since the ad said that was the quickest way to get a response. I suppose if he was in a session the message would not disturb his work and afterward he could return my text. It took about an hour for him to text me back and soon I had set up an appointment for the following afternoon. My muscles were already anticipating the experience. 

By Saturday afternoon I was absolutely ready to feel Matt's strong hands work all the tension from my neck and shoulders His studio was located at the back of a small strip center, just a door with the word "Studio" on it. I was about 5 minutes early and entered the door to the reception area, actually a very small anti-room with a couple of chairs and a small table with a few Health and Fitness magazines on it. There was no receptionist, just a door bell on the wall next to the interior door. Not knowing what to do next, I just pressed the button and hear a gentle chime somewhere behind the wall.

In a few seconds, the door opened and Matt and I were face to face. His pictures didn't do him justice. He was about an inch taller than me and filled out his white T-shit with broad shoulders and a chest that looked like he had just worked out. 

"You must be Kurt," his voice resonated in his large frame.

"I must." I said with a chuckle.

"You are right on time." He ushered me through the door and motioned to a room off the small hallway.

"If you will go in here, undress to your comfort level, I'll be with you in a moment. There are hangers on the door for your clothes. Just lie face down on the table. You can cover yourself with a towel if you wish, but I think you will find things go much smoother without it."

As I walked into the room he turned to give me privacy as I undressed. As he left I couldn't help looking at his broad shoulders and well proportioned legs, clearly visible beneath the abbreviated gym shorts he was wearing. I found myself still staring at the spot where his buttocks would have been had he not closed the door.

In just a few seconds I took off all my clothes, hung them up, folded my socks and briefs and laid them atop my boots in the corner. Then I climbed onto the table and nestled my face in the round cushion the extended beyond the edge of the padded table. As I let out a long deep breath I heard a light knock at the door.

"You ready?" 

"Very," I signed, already letting the tension flow out of me.

I heard him enter and close the door. He was busying himself preparing as he asked me a few questions.

"So are there any physical problems I need to know about, health issues, sore spots?"

I spoke thorough the hole in the pad as I faced the floor, "not health issues, just a bit overweight and so tense I feel like I have rocks in my shoulders."

"Well I can't do anything about the weight, but I can remove the weight you are carrying in these." His palms gently pressed on my shoulders. I felt the warmth and strength of his big hands as he felt around gently for the knots that were bothering me. 

As he did I noticed he had removed his shoes. I could see his feet through the hole in the headrest. And his muscular hairy legs were a pleasant sight. 

"Well, you just relax and let me take care of everything. I think I can find all the problem areas."

I heard him pump some massage oil into his palms and the sound of him rubbing them together to warm the oil before gently placing his hands back on my shoulders. The he slowly began moving then in matching circles moving outward until he was rubbing across both shoulder blades and my upper arms.

Once again I let out a sigh. 

"That's good, exhale and let all that tension flow out", he said. His deep voice almost hypnotic as he worked my shoulders gradually increasing the pressure and focusing on the knots he found. His hands were amazing, and his intuition was perfect at discovering the exact points where the tension was balled up in my muscles.

He moved to the center of my back and stepped to one side of the table. As he worked his way down my spine he would pause and press firmly on the knots he found, encouraging me to exhale as he did. I actually felt some of the knots just collapse under his pressure. It was intense but so nice to have his strong hands releasing the tension.

I hadn't noticed it before, but there was soft new-age music playing in the room. As he worked my back the ambient tones helped emphasize the mood and I was soon adrift in pleasurable sensations. 

When he reached the top of my buttocks, his hands moved from one cheek to the other, kneading them like dough and making the muscles of my butt release the tension that had built up. It felt wonderful and incredibly erotic at the same time.

"Is this good for you, Kurt?" he asked.

I just mumbled something affirmative and got lost in his strong hands on my ass. 

He concentrated on one cheek using both hands to knead and stroke the skin. I was enjoying the feeling as his fingers drifted to the crack of my ass with each stroke. His fingers dug in and massaged my ass cheek occasionally brushing against my balls. Then he moved to the other side of the table, never loosing contact with my body. As he moved around the head of the table, he leaned over me and rubbed his arms along my back all the way down to my butt. As he did I felt the warmth of his skin and the hairs on his chest brush my back. He had removed his shirt sometime during the massage and I hadn't noticed.

The warmth of his body and the contact with his broad hairy chest gave me a momentary shiver. Not from cold, but from raw unadulterated sensuality. I let out an involuntary moan as he pulled back and moved to the other side of the table. 

Soon he was massaging the other ass cheek like the first but this time he stood closer to the table. His fingers were deliberately moving up and down my ass crack with each stroke and I moved my ass up to meet each one. That's when something warm and heavy brushed my arm. As he bent over the table I distinctly felt his balls rub against my forearm. As he move further down the side of the massage table they were soon resting in my upturned palm. I didn't know whether to respond to them or not, until his rigid shaft pressed into my side. My fingers caressed his big balls almost as a reflex.

By now my cock was erect and pressing upward between the table and my stomach. As my hips involuntarily move up and down to meet his slippery finders, my cock was rubbing up and down the sheets beneath me. I was moaning with each stroke and starting to breathe a bit faster.

Sensing my arousal his hands moved off my ass and onto my legs. My breathing returned to normal but my cock remained erect and pressed up onto my abdomen. 

Now, he applied more oil to his palms and started at my ankles working carefully and expertly up my calves. There he applied some well placed pressure and found even more knots. 

"Is that too hard?" he asked.

"Oh no," I moaned, "feels good."

In just a few minutes he had loosened my calves and was moving up my thighs. He spread my legs as he pressed into the muscles of my thighs. His hands rubbed around the thigh moving from front to back and working upward. With each stroke he spread my legs a little more.

I felt the table creak a bit and I realized he had climbed onto it between my outstretched legs. His hands moved together up the thighs and onto my buttocks, pressing them forward and apart and them moving back. It was a gentle rocking motion as he pressed forward into me and the pulled back. With each stroke, his fingers ran between my thighs and my torso, stroking around my balls and then up my ass. My body responded by arching my ass upward to meet his motions.

After about three or four of the long strokes he pushed further beneath me and ran his fingers over my hard cock. Then he gently moved my dick beneath me and pointed it downward between my legs. Now with each stroke his finger ran the length of it before sliding up my ass and lingering at my hole. I felt his oily finger circle it and press in slightly before moving on. My ass responded by moving to meet his fingers and quivering as he teased my hole.

Finally he pulled his hands back to my thighs and the slid them forward all the way up my buttocks to my back and laid the full length of his body atop me. I felt his large frame press into me, his hands extending to mine and taking then in a firm grip, his legs aligning with mine and his very formidable cock slide right between my legs and nudge my balls. Then he exhaled one long breath and almost involuntarily so did I.

He whispered into my ear, "feeling good so far?"

I whimpered what I hoped he would interpret as a "yes".

We lay like that for a few minutes breathing together and experiencing the full contact of our bodies. Then he kissed my neck and slowly pulled himself back to a kneeling position between my legs. His hands left me as he climbed down and he spoke quietly, "roll over on your back and move down a little".

I did, sliding down the table a little so my head was no longer on the pad. He came around the table and removed it and as he did I got a good look at him. My erect cock must have twitched as I took in his big frame and lightly fur covered muscles, and that smile. 

Looking down at me he said, "Now, just close your eyes and enjoy. 

Reluctantly, I did as he continued. First he placed his hands on my chest, and waited for my breathing to slow into a steady pace. Then he began working on my pecks, gradually kneading and stroking them as his hands traveled to my sides and back to my pecks. I felt his thumbs deliberately graze my nipples with each pass, and it added to the already aroused state I was in. I was awash in pleasurable sensations as he moved to my abdomen. Leaning over me I felt his hard cock slide past my cheek, and his balls rest against me. His hand gently kneaded the abdomen, with much lighter pressure than before and I turned to face his stiff member that was lying against my cheek. 

My breath must have felt warm on it to him, and I knew he felt my lips as the parted and my tongue lapped at the wrinkled skin of his sizable balls. He adjusted himself to allow me easier access, and soon I was sucking first one and then the other into my mouth. 

By now he was on the table again, his knees straddling my head as he moved down toward my erect cock. I felt the consuming warmth of his mouth as he sucked my dick into his beautiful lips, and I too no time in returning the favor. His stiff dick was not too long but very big in girth. Still I managed to take it fully into my mouth and nurse it as he sucked mine.

My hands moved to his tight muscled ass and pulled him into my mouth, swallowing his fat cock as deep as I could. I loved the feeling of his balls on my face and the warm musk of then in my nose. My fingers grasped his ass and caressed the tight muscles. My fingers explored his crack and found his moist, tight hole. 

He was busy sucking my throbbing dick, his talented hands massaging my balls and exploring the crack of my ass. I was lost in the erotic intensity of the moment, thinking of nothing but devouring his thick cock and taking in the scent of his manhood.

As I felt it leave my lips I feel sure I pouted. But I let my breathing return to normal as he moved off the table. 

"You know the massage ended ten minutes ago?" 

"Oh?"

"This part is about just you and me."

His strong hands grasped my legs and pulled me further down the table until my butt was aligned with the edge. His fingers were moist with something much more slippery than the oil as they began massaging my asshole in earnest. 

"This is lube," he said. "I guess you know what that's for?"

My voice was filled with lust as I replied, "hell yes!"

I looked down and watched him work on my ass. I held my legs up and spread them wide in anticipation as I saw him rip a condom packet open with his teeth. He rolled the sheath on his thick cock and coated it with more lube all the while rubbing and exploring my hole.

Then his hands grasped my thighs and pushed them forward. I felt the head of his cock against my asshole and then he slowly eased it into me. There was no resistance as it pushed past my sphincter where he stopped while my asshole adjusted to the width of his dick. I know I was moaning but I have no idea if I actually spoke.

"Is that pressure deep enough for you?" He was grinning with that smile again.

"Not deep enough," I replied. "Fuck me!"

He chuckled and thrust his fat dick into my ass. The feeling was amazing being filled with his hot cock!

I swear I could feel the veins of his hard shaft as it slid in and out of my ass. The pressure inside me felt good as the head of his cock nudged my prostate on each thrust. 

"Oh fuck that is good."

He growled back, "damn right, you got a nice tight asshole."

It didn't feel tight to me, it felt full and good, so good that my cock wasn't even part of the equation. I know I was stroking it, but for now, it was only semi-hard. Everything was about my ass, and it was great!

His thrusts got faster, and I could hear him moaning as he fucked me. I knew he was getting close to ejaculation and I wanted it to last forever.

Then he pulled his cock from my hole, and stripped the condom off. In two steps he was at the side of the table his throbbing cock pointing at my face. 

"You want it?"

I opened my mouth in response.

He stroked his cock a few more times and then held it firm pointing it at my mouth. His head went back and he grimaced then moaned. Suddenly, hot cum shot from his dick into my mouth and across my face. I greedily sucked his spewing cock into my mouth as spurt after spurt of his warm cum filled me.

The taste was electrifying. I savored it before swallowing all I could. My tongue swirling around the throbbing head, getting all I could. 

"Oh damn", he said as he collapsed over me, my mouth still firmly clamped on his dick. We lay there panting together, still buzzing with the erotic energy. 

I didn't want to let it go, but eventually he pulled it from my hungry lips.

"Looks like you are still loaded", he said looking down at my hard cock clasped firmly in my fist.

"Guess I am," I said, "I was so concentrated on your beautiful dick I forgot myself."

"Well, that won't do." 

Smiling he moved back to the end of the table. He leaned down and put his hot tongue against my balls, slowly licking upward to my shaft. As his tongue reached the head he lapped the precum that was flowing out the slit.

"Mmmm, tasty!"

Then he took my cock in his mouth and began giving me the kind of blow job you only see in porn. He was amazing! Taking my dick deep into his throat and squeezing it with swallowing motions. 

I thrashed on the table as he kept sucking my cock, while his hand massaged my balls. 

"Fuck I am gonna cum," I growled.

"Good," he mumbled, "That was the idea."

Then he went back down on my shaft and I felt the sensation building deep inside me. I felt a pulsing beneath my balls as my ass clenched. I thrust up into his mouth and felt my cock throb as cum rushed through it. 

"Fuck yes!" I shouted.

My dick shot wave after wave of cum into his hot mouth and he didn't miss a drop. He stopped sucking and waited for my cock the stop throbbing, before he let it go. Then he leaned over and pulled me up toward him. 

Our mouths met in a deep kiss, our tongues sharing the cum still in his mouth. His beard rubbed against my face as he held me close to him. Eventually, our lips parted.

"That was wonderful," I said breathlessly.

"Yes it was", Matt's deep voice replied. 

He turned away to get a towel and I took in his full naked body. He was wonderful to look at, especially that broad back and tight furry ass. He handed me a towel and then showed me out of the room to a shower across the hall. 

As I washed the oil and sweat and cum from my body I knew I would be back. In fact I think a regular appointment with Matt was exactly what I would need. And that is where the angst came in. Sexually, I was always the dominant partner. I identified as a Top and had never really explored being in the receiving end.

Looking back, I have come to grips with it and realized that everyone needs a little attention now and then. My visits with Matt made me not only more relaxed, but much better sexually because now I understood what the view was like from the bottom.



Deep Tissue



'Christ, Ed,' says Kelly in apparent appreciation, as she drops the towel to one side. 'I really hope that's all for me!' She brushes the underside of my cock with warm fingertips, sending a jolt through my whole nervous system, then she stoops down and with her tongue-tip deftly licks away the pre-cum from the head of my prick, eyeing me all the time.

'You little tease,' I whisper huskily, as she runs one soft palm over my chest and stomach and commences manipulating my spontaneously twitching cock with the other.

'So what are you going to do with this little tease?' she asks, in her most girlish voice, gently pinching my nipples and twanging my hard shaft so that it springs back against my stomach with a firm slap. 'You going to show her how a tease gets treated? You going to give her what a tease deserves?'

My hips are gently bucking now under her artistic touch. Thoughts of Amanda and weddings and fidelity are being forced to the margins of my thoughts by the primal urge to fuck and to fuck hard. Christ, I want to grab this girl, rip the flimsy swimsuit from her tight body and bang the living shit out of her. Some final thread of conscience is holding me back, however. Kelly's aware of this and sets about snapping it.

'Why don't I sit on your face, while you decide what you want to do to me?' Before the words have sunk in, she's raised herself on the side of the table and gymnastically swung a leg over me so she straddles my chest, then she hauls herself a foot up my body, pulls the swimsuit crotch to one side and wraps her toned thighs round my head. I have a fleeting impression of her naked, pink pussy descending on me, then the bottom half of my face is smothered by her sex, my mouth and nose overwhelmed by the taste and smell of her slithering, wet cunt-folds. Instinctively I slap my hands either side of her firmly plump ass to support her weight and help myself breath, as she begins to rock herself gleefully on my face, uttering happy little feminine moans. The tangy, natural perfume of her snatch is filling my nostrils and her nectar is pooling around my lips and chin, so what choice have I but to start licking my way into that wetly pulsating tunnel? The feeling is glorious - like thrusting my tongue into a ripe, salty peach and letting the juice flood my mouth.

I've got a firm hold of her gorgeous, tight bum-cheeks now, as she enthusiastically rides my face, already off the starting blocks and sprinting for an orgasmic finishing line. And she's a talker. 'Oh God, Ed - oh yeah, grab my ass, fuck me with your tongue, that's right. That feels so fucking good. Oooooh - lick out my cunt, sweetheart - oh yeah, you liking that? 'Cos I'm fucking loving it. Ohhhhh Christ - you want to fuck me properly after this? You want to give me your... Oh God, oh God I'm close - Oh keep doing that...' And her words dissolve into a series of crescendo-ing yelps as she hits her peak.

Her whole body begins to shudder and thrash, as she achieves her climax. My hands clamp tighter to her ass to support her and the slick, fleshy folds of her gash slither about my mouth and chin, smearing me with juice. The exotic taste of her is flowing down my tongue, thrust as it is up her hole, to the very back of my throat. Then, as her orgasm starts to subside, the soft inside of her cunt turns hyper-sensitive and she shivers and squirms, hardly able to bear the sensation.

'Oh - oh - Jesus - that's enough...' I grab her thighs and pull her closer to my face, sucking hard on her engorged clit to punish her. She squeals and laughs semi-hysterically, trying to pull away. 'Oh Christ, no baby, no - I can't stand it...' I'm fully enjoying this, I realise, enjoying having a little control at last, and yes - enjoying the thought of her gym-tightened body thrashing about on the end of my tongue. 'Oh God, stop, please! Please - let me suck your cock for you...'

God help me, I'm way past resisting. I release her tight cheeks from my grasp, enabling her to relieve her cunt of my teasing. Shaky but intent she swings her gorgeous body off the table and seconds later my prone member is taken in hand and gobbled up in her wet, sucking mouth. I can only surrender to the thrilling sensation of my cock-head being swathed in the caressing tongue of my over-friendly masseuse. Amanda's beautiful image is swimming tormentingly before my mind's eye, but my hips are undulating to the rhythm of Kelly's gentle slurping. 

I look up with a need to witness what's being done, and see her staring wickedly at me, as she drools saliva down my shaft so that she can wank it more smoothly, all the time sucking the head. It's a delicious image and one that pushes me beyond some psychological boundary. I'm not just going to lie here passively accepting her seduction. I'm going to give the sexy little bitch what she obviously wants, along with whatever interest I can muster - I'm going to make her pay for what she's doing. Very shortly this cheating guy is going to empty the contents of his balls inside Kelly - the only question is which hole. 

For a few moments I let her fabulous cock-sucking ministrations continue, then I sit up, grab her ponytail and yank her head up, away from my dick, eliciting a startled gasp. I clamber off the table, not letting go of her hair, then I grapple the rest of her lithe body to me and kiss her hard, locking her lips to mine, thrusting my tongue into her welcoming mouth. She kisses furiously in return, clutching my back, then sliding her hands down to my ass and pulling, so that my rearing cock is pulled flat against her stomach.

I drag her head back from mine by her ponytail and look into her reddened, panting face. 'I'm getting married later this year,' I say hoarsely. 'I shouldn't be doing what I'm about to.'

'You're allowed one last fling,' she says, her breath shallow. 'Just enjoy it and...'

'Look Kelly, just shut up the fuck up and get on to that table,' I tell her softly, giving her a gentle shove that bumps her ass into its side.

'Okay,' she mouths in quiet excitement, scrambling obediently on to the padded surface. Her eyes are locked on mine in anticipation.

I'm on her in an instant, tearing the inadequate bikini off her body in a rough and determined single move and climbing on to her, my angry, swollen cock homing in on the wet entrance opening up between her spreading thighs. Now I'm right over her, flicking a hardened nipple with my tongue and tugging it with my teeth hard enough to produce a little moan. Her taut, bare thighs are close against my waist. Then I feel the head of my dick brushing between them, nuzzling against her slippery cunt lips.

I'm frozen momentarily, primed above her for the initial thrust. Every inch of my body is tensed, holding back an immense charge of sexual energy that screams to be released. I'm about to fuck what will be my first pussy in four years other than Amanda's, for the simple reason that it's there. That it belongs to a hot, cock-stiffening wannabee-slut. Christ she's about to get fucking pounded.

'Come on sweetheart, what are you wait...' And before she can finish, I roll my hips and thrust the whole length of my cock inside her, like I'm slamming home a door bolt. She expels a great gasp of air as my body slams into hers. I grab her upper arms and set about fucking her with hard, deep thrusts, loving the way each impact jars her slender form.

'That what you want? That what you were looking for?' I start to build up a steady, pumping rhythm, propping myself up so I can see her flushed face and lovely jolting tits.

'Yes, oh fuck yes...' she moans, and she holds on to my arms, as I continue to shaft her tight, sucking tunnel. Gradually I build up the speed of my pistoning cock, till I'm properly hammering her cunt. The head of my prick is spearing deep inside her, while my balls slap, slap, slap against her ass. She begins to let out a sharp gasp with each penetrating thrust and her nails dig into the flesh of my arms. I could easily carry this on till I spurt, but there are other ways I want to enjoy her now.

Slowing down, I gradually withdraw my pole from her juiced-up pussy, my eyes still fixed on her sex-charged visage. 'Get on all fours,' I tell her, already guiding her into the required position.

'Whatever you say,' she pants, with a flicker of her teasing smile. 'Keep it coming, you big fucking stud.' I gaze at the wet, red slash of her so recently-reamed pussy, running my palms over her delicately muscled ass. Then I deliver a sharp slap to her right buttock, making her yelp and look back at me in amused shock. Having got her attention, I apply a series of stinging slaps turn-about to both ass cheeks, breaking off mid-way through to stick two fingers into her soaking slit, so that my spanking proceeds to smear cunt-juice over her ripe posterior.

'Ow - ow - OW!!! God baby, you're so bad!' she cries out playfully. 'That's right, spank me like your little slut, be bad to me!' Well okay then.

'That's - what - little - teases - get,' I grunt in time to the final few extra-hard, cheek-reddening whacks, then I grip Kelly by the thighs and drag her back towards my still rampant cock. 'Along with this,' I add. And I plunge my carefully positioned rod back into her waiting juice-box. She squeals and laughs with delight.

I no longer give a shit. This feels fucking amazing. Half and hour ago Kelly was the nice-girl masseuse, who gently worked knots out of my recuperating back. Now she's the hot piece of ass being used by my illicitly pumping cock. Yes I know she's inwardly grinning, I know she's the one who's conquered me along with all my scruples and good intentions, that this is exactly what she's planned all along. But on a point of pride I want her to feel this. I want her body to register every slamming thrust. When she gets up tomorrow morning, I want her cunt to know it's been fucked.

And she encourages me the whole way. 'Oh yes - oh yes Ed, that's right, keep going, fuck me hard...'

'God, Kelly - you...you...' 

'Tell me what I am, Ed, go on, you know you want to...' 

'You little bitch!' I'm gripping her shoulder now with one hand, grabbing her tits in the other and squeezing them together, my cock probing her deeply all the while. 'Come on - Come on, Kelly,' I urge her, falteringly at first. 'Take it - take it you hot fucking bitch!' I've never spoken to a woman like that before in my life, wouldn't dream of saying such a thing to Amanda, but if that's what Kelly wants... And there's something so fucking liberating about it. It doesn't matter that I've always liked or respected this girl - right now she's there just to get me off and I'm possessed with the need to let her know it. 'That's it, come on, take it, take it like a slut, take it like the hot little...cock-bitch you are!' Cock-bitch? Where the hell did that come from? 

Kelly's only response is a prolonged, low groan, punctuated by each intrusion of my dick into her body. All her playfulness has been displaced by pure desire. She embarks on her own string of obscenity, as she moves inexorably towards her second orgasm. 'Oh yes, oh fuck - give it to me, keep it coming you horny bastard - screw me hard you dirty fucker - Oh shit, yes!!!' I grab her ponytail once more and drag her head up, accentuating the curve of her back and the swell of her tight rump as her pussy clenches on my driving pole. My hold on her hair and that of my other hand on her taut waist control her renewed, whole-body spasms, but nothing contains the joyous stream of filthy verbiage pouring from her hot mouth. 'Oh God - fuck my cunt, fuck my cunt, you filthy bastard - Oh shiiiit!!!'

Her body starts to go limp as the orgasmic wave subsides, but I can feel my own crisis approaching and I've got more work for her to do. I ease my prick with a slurp out of her drenched hole and drag her with me off the table into standing position, supporting her under the arms as her legs threaten to give under her.

'Okay, get on your knees,' I demand quietly.

Still reeling after her climax, it's a natural position for her to assume. She looks at me challengingly, however, as she sinks floorwards, toying with me to the last. 'You going to make me your bitch?' she asks breathlessly. 'That what you're going to do?'

'You're already my bitch,' I tell her, warming to my new-found wickedness. 'Now shut up and suck my cock.' Then as she opens her mouth and reaches forward with her tongue, I stick my fully engorged pole past her lips, jam her head down on to me and fuck her face. Slimed with cunt juice, my bulging prick is driving in and out of her surprised, wet mouth, as her tongue writhes about, trying to tame my invading organ. I'm crazed with lust now, at the sight of pretty Kelly gorging herself on my thick member, and I ram my entire length several times down her throat, causing her to choke and gurgle on me. I pull out, thick ropes of saliva dangling between the end of my shaft and her tongue. She gazes up at me and I'm gratified to see a touch of shock that she's drawn out this much nastiness from her mild-mannered client.

'Now here's what's going to happen,' I explain with lascivious enjoyment. God, what has this girl done with my head? 'You're going to suck the cum right out of my balls and then you're going to take it down your throat. Okay?' She nods, playing along with an expression of meek acceptance, and slurps my purple-headed shaft purposefully back in her mouth. I take her head once more and commence sliding my meat back and forth, as her cheeks turn concave and she sucks me like a vacuum pump, darting her tongue along the underside of my shaft. I build up a steady thrusting, fucking my way gradually deeper into her throat, orgasmic urgency now rising in my balls.

'That's good, that's good, you cock-sucking little bitch. Suck it deep, come on...' She grabs my ass with both hands and gamely inhales my entire cock, so that my bollocks are bouncing off her chin. I feel my whole body starting to tense, my scrotum tightening, and instinctively I weave my fingers through her hair and begin to repeatedly push her head down on to me, using her throat as I recently did her pussy.

I'm achieving a pitch of outrageous sexual excitement, as if every particle of my body is gearing up to propel my cum into Kelly's stomach. I pound her throat and cut loose with my own spontaneous stream of deranged filth. 'Suck my fucking cock, come on, drink my spunk you fucking horny bitch! Oh fuck - holy fucking God...'

My balls start to clench involuntarily, unleashing a huge, pent-up surge of cum up my shaft. It bursts out of the end of my cock and gushes, spurt after glorious spurt down Kelly's crammed gullet, as my throat gives vent to a strangled orgasmic howl. 'Ohhhhhhh God - fuck...' I genuinely empty my balls into lovely Kelly, taking a good half dozen blasts, my dick shoved so far past her larynx that she couldn't avoid swallowing if she tried. Then drained, the former contents of my scrotum washing around my fuck-partner's stomach, I feel my legs give way and I crumple towards the floor, my cock flopping heavily out of her mouth.

Before my knees touch down, the reality of my situation has flooded back into my lust-assuaged brain. I'm a cheat... After four years with Amanda, endless protestations of love and a two thousand pound engagement ring, I've just fucked the hell out of my physical therapist first chance I got. I've behaved like some person I don't begin to recognise. Don't remind me of anything I told you when I arrived here. Just don't remind me.

'You'll have to forgive me,' Kelly says sweetly. 'I get a bit unladylike sometimes, but only when the sex is really good... Did I imagine it, or did you use the word cock-bitch?'

'Ehhh - yes, I might have done...' 

I kneel, holding on to Kelly's perspiring form, my head resting lightly against hers. Dubious sex-talk is somehow the least of my worries right now. Kelly seems to sense my renewed mental turmoil. 'You okay?' she whispers, as her breath returns. 'You okay, sweetheart?'

'I...I... Oh holy God, Kelly,' I moan. The rest I can't put words to. She holds me in a prolonged hug, but it only adds to my sense of shame. What the fuck have I done?

It's all gone hazy. Kelly is leading me to the shower cubicle. She's soaping and rinsing me, with loving attention applied to my cock. Now she's towelling me down, with an affectionate 'why worry?' ruffle of my hair. Finally I'm standing fully clothed, my masseuse-with-benefits back in her uniform - all sweat, cum and cunt juice mopped away as if nothing had happened. Then she crosses her arms behind my neck and places a soft, lingering kiss on my lips. 'You're a sweet guy, Ed. It was very bad of me to take advantage. Now don't you go worrying yourself about this.' 

I manage a half-smile and gently release myself from her hold. 'Okay then, eh - thanks,' I say lamely. 'Thanks for - eh - Look, I'd - I'd better go.'

I move sheepishly towards the door, but am stalled by her question: 'See you next week? Check out we haven't just done your back another mischief?' There's an undeniable logic to her cheeky remark, but also the scary prospect of some awful vicious circle being created. 

'I'm not sure that's a good idea,' I say, trying to raise a smile to cover my sense of dread. 'Maybe just leave it.'

'Pity,' she responds, biting her lip with the same coy impishness as earlier. 'I think you enjoyed being a bad boy, didn't you? I liked it too. Plus, if you came back... I might just let you fuck my ass.' Oh my holy Christ. The thought hangs in the air between us for a long, aching moment. 'But you think it over,' she says softly.

As I leave the spa and walk into the gathering dusk, I know only two things. One - the guilt from what I've just done is going to weigh on me like a millstone, burdening my every waking thought and blighting every moment I spend with Amanda, so it's all I can do to look her in the eye. And two - I'll be back next week for Kelly's hot little ass.