9 comments/ 340722 views/ 35 favorites An Unforgettable Weekend By: An Unforgettable Weekend Becky was breathing deeply and fighting the sensations taking over her body and at first she didn’t think she heard Tricia correctly. Jokingly, Becky said, “Am I getting a special treatment?” Tricia laughed and said, “I usually do the front as well, we just ran out of time yesterday. But I’ll see what I can do about making it special.” Becky turned over and could not avoid flashing Tricia as she repositioned the towel, which was now across her whole torso. Just like at the pool, she briefly got the feeling that Tricia was checking her out. If Tricia had worked magic on her back, then what she did to her front was simply nirvana. Starting with her neck and working down, Tricia worked the heated oil into every inch of Becky’s exposed skin. The towel was down so that it only just covered Becky’s breasts and Tricia massaged her right down to the line. It took every ounce of self-control to keep Becky from taking Tricia’s hands and placing them right on her breasts. God, the massage was turning into the most delicious tease. She didn’t know how Tricia could not notice how heavy her breathing had become. Becky was relieved when Tricia moved on to massage her arms. “So what did you think of the mud bath?” Tricia asked as she moved on to Becky’s legs. “It was weird at first, but I really liked it.” “Yeah, it’s not to everyone’s taste, but I enjoy it a lot. I’m glad you’re having a good time here.” Becky sighed. “You have no idea how much I needed this weekend.” “I’m sure. I can tell by how tense you felt yesterday. I’m glad to say that today you feel completely relaxed. It feels like I could pull you into any position.” Becky wasn’t sure how to take that so she ignored it. She was very aware of Tricia’s hands creeping back up her legs. “I just feel a lot of tension in my everyday life. Work sucks, sometimes I feel like I’ll never figure out what I want to do with my life.” “You can’t let that stress you out,” Tricia said. “You’re what, about twenty-seven? About my age? You have plenty of time. Believe me, I had a lot of jobs I hated before I came to work here.” “How did you know this was what you wanted to do?” “I worked here life guarding for a while and looked at the different jobs. I saw how relaxed people were when they came out of their massages and I thought I would like to make people feel like that, so I took some classes and got certified.” “Mmm, you’re very good at it. I feel like I’m in a trance.” Becky said. “Good, I’m just here to make you feel good. It’s nice to know I am succeeding.” “Do you live around here? It seems kind of remote. What is there to do?” “I actually live on the premises. My uncle knows the people that own the spa, so I have an in. I guess I do the normal stuff, hang out with friends on the weekends I don’t work, maybe go to the local bar. It’s about the only place to go. There’s this I guy I am sorta seeing who lives an hour away. Sometimes he comes up to stay for the weekend.” Without realizing it, Becky had parted her legs as Tricia’s hands massaged their way up her thighs and now Tricia was caressing her soft, sensitive inner thighs. Becky started as she felt Tricia’s nails on her thigh, just inches short of her pussy. Tricia’s touch felt so amazing and natural that Becky didn’t have any thought of asking her to stop. Tricia was talking just like normal and Becky had to think that this was just part of the massage, but it was driving her crazy. Tricia wasn’t massaging anymore, just lightly stroking her thighs and Becky tried as hard as she could to stay still and not show any signs of reaction. She was gripping the sides of the massage table to steady herself. Forcing a nonchalant tone to her voice, Becky asked, “Is your boyfriend up this weekend?” “No, he had to work. I am on my own. He doesn’t get up here nearly enough for my tastes. I love spending time with him and besides, a girl has needs, you know?” Oh, Becky knew. Tricia had to feel the heat that was flowing from her pussy. She knew the humid valley between her thighs was sticky with desire. “Do you have a boyfriend?” “No,” Becky gasped, unable to control her voice. She swallowed hard and added, “I am seeing a couple guys, but nothing serious. I am just trying to get out there and have some fun.” “I know what that’s like. We’re women in our prime, we should be having fun, experiencing everything life has to offer,” Tricia said, taking her hands out from under Becky’s towel. Becky’s disappointment was palatable and then Tricia asked, “Are there any other tense areas I haven’t hit yet?” It took a moment for Becky to find her voice. “My stomach muscles are a little sore, I pulled something earlier this week at work.” “I’m sure I can take care of that.” Tricia said. She reached for Becky’s towel and asked, “You don’t mind if I move the towel? I have to to get to your stomach.” Becky simply nodded and Tricia peeled the towel back so that it was just lying across her pelvis. The cool air on Becky’s nipples made them instantly stiffen and she wished Tricia would warm them with her hands. Tricia squirted more warm oil onto her hands and then placed them on Becky’s tummy. Pressing with the heels of her hands, Tricia worked her hands into Becky’s stomach. “Not too hard,” Becky asked. “I can be gentle,” Tricia said with a wink and her massage turned back into a caress, tracing spirals over Becky’s flat tummy. “You’ve got great abs. You must really work on them.” “I do a lot of crunches,” Becky said absent-mindedly, her eyes closed. She loved having her tummy rubbed and Tricia had just the right touch. Tricia’s hands spread out, rubbing her from below her belly button to just under the swell of her breasts. Becky’s lips parted as she breathed even more heavily and shifted on the table. If Tricia kept touching her like that she would surely explode. “Well, you look and feel great. I think you would look amazing with a belly ring.” “You really think so?” “Definitely. You’ve got a sexy body. A belly ring would just be one more thing to show off,” Tricia said. Without warning she slipped her hands up over Becky’s breasts, the oil coating her hands making the slide right over the prone brunette’s skin. Becky couldn’t help her reaction. She let out a soft moan and arched her back. Tricia covered her breasts with her hands and gently massaged them. The hard nubs of Becky’s nipples bore into Tricia’s palms. Becky bit her lip as Tricia massaged her breasts, but it did not stop her moans. Becky’s eyes were shut tight, but she could hear the smile in Tricia’s voice when she said, “This is some people’s favourite part of the massage.” Her slick hands were all over Becky’s breasts, letting her nipples slide between her fingers, but Tricia never explicitly touched Becky’s nipples, instead she brushed them as she cupped and massaged the whole breast. Becky’s nipples were about the most sensitive parts of her whole body and they were sending electric shocks straight to her pussy. She could feel her pussy swelling, aching to be touched by Tricia. When Becky could speak, she said, “I understand why. You have great hands.” “You’re too sweet,” Tricia said, fingers touching all around, but ignoring, Becky’s nipples. Becky was freely moaning now, not concerned with how it looked. If this was part of the regular massage then she wanted to move in. She longed to reach out and touch Tricia as well, but just didn’t know how she would react. Before anything more could happen, the alarm beeped, signaling the end of the session. Tricia did not stop immediately, though. Slowly she massaged her way down Becky’s breasts and over her tummy and even below the towel before she stopped. Becky wanted to grab Tricia and pull her down, but instead she breathlessly thanked her. “That’s okay, it was my pleasure,” Tricia said, sounding a bit out of breath herself. It was hard to tell in the light, but Becky thought Tricia looked a little flushed too. When she sat up on the table, Becky made no effort at all to cover herself as she took away her towel and handed it to Tricia. This time she was certain that Tricia’s blue eyes were drinking her body in, from her red lips, to her pale nipples, to the sparse, trimmed hair that barely concealed her pink lips below. As Tricia handed Becky her robe she said, “Maybe I will see you at dinner tonight. Sometimes I eat with the guests.” Becky’s smile lit up. “That would be great. I hope I do see you there.” “Me too.” Tricia said. When Becky returned to her room, she couldn’t help touching herself. She lay on her back on her bed and lightly rubbed her pussy until she was moaning loudly and jerking her hips, but she did not make herself cum. That was something she never did. Again, she saved that for when someone else was touching her. She had to wonder if someone would be touching her later that night. Tricia had to be coming onto her, right? Could she be wrong about the masseuse’s intentions? Maybe all her massages became that erotic. Becky did not know what to expect, but she was open to any possibility. When Becky entered the restaurant she did not see Tricia and her heart sank. They had no specific time to meet, but Becky really hoped she would see the woman there when she arrived. Maybe she was wrong about Tricia. She wanted to go back to her room and hide, but instead she went to the bar and ordered a Bay Breeze. She was debating ordering a second drink when she felt a hand on her bare shoulder. “I was really hoping I would see you here,” Tricia said, settling into the stool beside Becky. Becky’s eyes widened because Tricia looked transformed. She was used to seeing the masseuse in her casual work clothes and was not prepared for just how sexy the she looked. Tricia’s wild, curly hair was down and she was wearing just a touch of make-up, lip-gloss making her lips shine. She was wearing a tight, blue fitted blouse that tied at her stomach and showed off her belly ring. Tricia’s black pants were so tight they hugged her hard ass like a second skin. Tricia’s blouse was unbuttoned enough that when she moved a certain way she flashed a hint a cleavage. “Me, too. I’m really glad you came.” Becky said. The bartender came over and refreshed Becky’s drink and brought Tricia a vodka and cranberry. Becky had been worried about being overdressed, but now she was glad she’d chosen the outfit she had. She dressed in the sexiest outfit she’d brought to the spa, a short black skirt and a snug blue velvet tank top with a low, sweeping back that she couldn’t wear a bra with. The top had a built-in bra, but the velvet was thin enough that her nipples could be seen when she was excited, as she was now. Becky wanted to look sexy for her new friend and by the way Tricia kept stealing glances she knew she succeeded. The girls finished their drinks and a waiter showed them to their table. His eyes about popped out of his head when he saw them and both girls got a kick out of it. Becky noticed that Tricia shamelessly played it up to the waiter, even going so far as to lean over to make sure he saw down her blouse as she sat. “You’re terrible,” Becky joking chided her friend. “There’s nothing wrong with having a little fun. Besides, you know how guys are. They bring it on themselves. You should try working it a little. You could have guys eating out of the palm of your hand.” “I’m just not like that.” “Honey, we all have it in us. Just need to dig deep. Flirting is fun.” That led to a lively discussion during dinner about how silly guys could be and how stupid and clumsy they could be when they went after what they wanted. And they agreed that most guys only really wanted one thing. “Sometimes I just want to do without men,” Tricia said. “I don’t think I could. There are some things only a man can do for you.” Becky said with a naughty grin. “That’s true, but there are toys for that.” Becky shook her head. “Nah, it’s not the same.” “Too true. Guess we’ll have to keep the men around for that.” Becky could not remember the last time she’d had such a good time hanging out with someone. Tricia was so much fun, so full of life. She also seemed like the daring woman that Becky sometimes wished she could be. They had a couple more drinks at dinner and by the time they left Becky was feeling no pain. She rarely drank so when she did have a couple it did not take much to get her tipsy. Tricia asked if she wanted to go dancing, but Becky suggested they walk around outside for a few minutes first. Becky was a little wobbly, but mostly she was very happy and giggly. The women walked around the spa arm in arm, partially to steady Becky, but also because it just felt nice. The night sky was clear and the moon hung brightly above them while the stars looked like millions of pinpricks in the velvet sky. Becky could not remember seeing a night so beautiful. But it was a chilly night too and Becky appreciated the warmth from Tricia’s body. “It’s pretty cold out here,” Becky commented. “Well, you wanted air, but it is cold. Lucky for you I have the perfect solution.” Tricia said, steering Becky to the left. Tricia led Becky past the pool area and around to a small fenced-off area surrounded by high bushes. There was a locked gate, but Tricia had a key and unlocked it. There was steam rising from the Jacuzzi, but the water was not churning. Becky walked to the edge and knelt down, dipping a hand into the water, commenting, “Wow, that’s really warm.” “I thought it would be just the thing to chase the chill out of the night.” Tricia said, opening a box containing controls for the Jacuzzi. “Are we supposed to be here so late? I don’t want to get you into any trouble.” “Don’t worry about it. Being on staff has its benefits. As long as we don’t get too loud and keep the lights off we should be fine.” There was a sucking sound and then the Jacuzzi’s jets set the water bubbling. “But what about our bathing suits?” Becky asked, turning to see Tricia already unbuttoning her blouse. “Are you opposed to a little skinny dipping? I don’t think I have anything you haven’t seen before.” Becky thought about it and decided Tricia was right. Besides, she’d visited a topless beach and sunbathed topless in the backyard before. Becky was proud of her body. And there was the fact that Tricia had seen it already that day. Even so, Becky was still a bit hesitant to be stripping as she unzipped her skirt and let it drop to the concrete apron around the Jacuzzi. Tricia pulled off her blouse, revealing a lacy white demi cup bra that was providing her plunging cleavage, and hung it on the fence. She had to shimmy her hips to get her pants down past them, leaving her in the bra and a matching thong. Again, the curly haired girl’s trim body impressed Becky. Becky pulled her own top off, exposing her firm, nearly perfect breasts. Now Becky was down her tiny blue satin panties and she felt a charge taking them off and standing naked in front of Tricia. She felt Tricia’s eyes on her and this time had no urge to cover up. Tricia pulled her thong down and Becky saw that she was completely shaven before she turned her back and asked Becky, “Could you unhook me?” Going to her friend, Becky’s hands shook nervously and it took her a couple tries to unhook Tricia’s bra. Tricia turned as she dropped her bra and her breasts brushed Becky’s, giving the shorter girl a chill. Becky noted that Tricia’s breasts were just about the same size as her own and realized that her bras must have been pushing them up. “Mmmm, that does feel nice,” Tricia said, stepping into the steaming water. She went to the far side of the Jacuzzi and turned to sit facing Becky. “Come on in.” Becky was freezing standing there naked and didn’t need to be told twice. She lowered herself into the Jacuzzi and sat facing Tricia. The Jacuzzi could easily accommodate half a dozen people and so there was plenty of room between the women. Tricia reclined, resting her head on the lip of the Jacuzzi and stretched out so her feet were on either side of Becky. Tricia was nearly floating and her breasts bobbed just above the bubbling surface. Becky had sunk down and was submerged to the shoulders. “This does feel great. I need one of these for home,” Becky joked. “This is probably my favourite perk of working here. I come here late at night a lot and just chill, usually alone. But sometimes when my boyfriend is up for the weekend I bring him.” “That must be fun.” “You have no idea. There’s something about feeling all the bubbles when he’s inside me and while we’re fucking I get so hot from the water that it takes my breath away.” “I’ll have to find a Jacuzzi and try it sometime.” Becky said. She realized that the way Tricia was floating she was right between her legs. Rising out of the water, Becky realized that Tricia was right, the bubbles tickling her nipples was very erotic. She took one of Tricia’s feet in her hands and began to massage it. Tricia closed her eyes and sighed. “You do that really well. You have no idea how much time I spend on my feet in a day.” “I just figure that you spend your day massaging other people so you deserve a massage of your own.” Becky said, surprising herself with how forward she was being. “That’s right. I don’t get massaged nearly enough.” Switching to Tricia’s other foot, Becky asked, “Doesn’t your boyfriend do it?” Tricia laughed. “Only as much as he has to so he gets laid. He has his talents, but massage is not one of them. It seems to be one of yours, though. You’ve got great hands, Becky.” “Thanks.” “So are you going to give me a full massage?” Tricia asked with a devilish gleam in her eye. Becky returned Tricia’s smile and said, “Why not?” “I was hoping you’d say that.” Tricia crossed the Jacuzzi and put her back to Becky, settling in between her legs. Becky had to sit up, almost raising her breasts out of the water. The night air was cold, but all Becky could feel was heat. Tricia’s flesh felt warm and pliable under her hands and Becky massaged her by imitating what Tricia had done to her during their sessions. She must have done it well because Tricia let out a contented sigh and hung her head forward. Becky rubbed the back of her neck, pushing her fingers through Tricia’s wet dark-blonde tresses. Tricia scooted back and her ass was pressed right between the other girl’s legs. Becky had to resist the impulse to push herself forward into Tricia. Working her way down Tricia’s back, Becky’s hands massaged her sides, fingers brushing the sides of Tricia’s breasts. Her desire to reach around and cradle Tricia’s breasts, to feel their softness in her hands was nearly overwhelming. Tricia leaned back into Becky, mashing the brunette’s breasts into her back. She took Becky’s hands in hers and pulled her arms around her. “Mmm, I think you missed your calling, Becky. That was perfect.” Tricia’s head was resting on Becky’s shoulder. Becky could smell Tricia’s perfume and her hair tickled her cheek. She hugged Tricia against her and closed her eyes. “I could keep going if you like,” Becky suggested in a quiet voice. “That’s okay, this feels nice too.” Tricia said, snuggling into Becky. “It does.” Becky brushed Tricia’s hair back with her cheek and just couldn’t help herself any longer. Delicately, she kissed Tricia’s neck. When the other woman didn’t pull away, Becky kept kissing her neck. She was so soft and smooth, Becky thought, not like when she sucked on her boyfriend’s neck and the softness was such a turn on. She felt Tricia’s hand on her leg, rubbing it, and Becky was emboldened. She kissed her way across Tricia’s shoulder and then back up her neck while her hands crept up from Tricia’s stomach and over her breasts. Becky had fondled her own breasts many times, but Tricia’s felt different. They were softer, not quite as firm as her own, but heavier and her nipples seemed to stick out further than Becky’s. Those nipples burned into Becky’s palms like a branding iron. Tricia moaned and gripped Becky’s thigh as she pushed her breasts into her hands. Tricia’s ass gyrated beneath the water and Becky pressed her pussy into it. When Tricia twisted her head around, Becky tried to kiss her, but the angle was awkward. She caught Tricia’s nipples between her fingers and lightly rolled them. An Unforgettable Weekend “Oh, Becky,” Tricia moaned. Her breathing was becoming heavy and she was pushing back into Becky even harder. Tricia broke free from Becky and turned to face her. On her knees on the Jacuzzi bench, she was taller than the brunette and she leaned down, taking Becky’s face in her hands, and kissed her. It was a light, teasing kiss and Becky found herself chasing after Tricia’s lips, hungry for more. Tricia kept teasing, catching Becky’s lip between her own until Becky grabbed her and pulled her closer. The women kissed full on, tongues brushing each other and Becky rose up out of the water to press against Tricia. Their breasts mashed into each other and whenever her nipples touched Tricia’s, Becky moaned into the masseuse’s mouth. Both women were standing in the Jacuzzi, their arms wrapped around each other was they kissed. Tricia was kneading Becky’s hard little ass and Becky’s hands were all over her friend. As one the women sank back down. Becky shivered as Tricia kissed down to her breasts and flicked her tongue teasingly around her nipples. Becky could tell already that Tricia loved to tease and it was making her crazy. Becky kept trying to press her breast into Tricia’s mouth and the woman kept avoiding it, instead darting her tongue across Becky’s nipple. Becky reached down and teased Tricia’s nipples, figuring turnabout was fair play. Tricia’s teeth lightly nipped Becky’s nipple and she knew she was onto something. She teased both of Tricia’s nipples and Tricia responded by sucking on hers hungrily. While Tricia teased Becky’s breasts with her mouth she dipped a hand beneath the water and between Becky’s legs. Her fingers found Becky’s sparsely covered mound and pressed into it, sending involuntary shivers through the petite brunette’s body. Tricia continued her oral assault on Becky’s breasts while she rubbed her pussy and Becky shook uncontrollably with passion. However good Tricia’s touch felt, Becky did not want to be passive. She wanted to taste and explore the other woman as badly as she wanted to be touched. She pulled Tricia’s lips from he breast and kissed her while maneuvering the other woman into a position where Becky could taste her puffy nipples. Tricia’s nipples were paler and thicker than Becky’s own and almost resembled Hershey’s Kisses capping her small, taut breasts. The masseuse’s breasts tasted of the Jacuzzi, but Becky loved the way Tricia moaned when she flicked her tongue over the sensitive, puckered flesh. When she sucked the nipple between her lips, Tricia cradled the back of her head and moaned, “Harder, baby, mmm, suck them harder.” Becky liked her nipples sucked on gently, but did as she was told and she felt Tricia’s nails dig into her scalp through her hair. While she nursed at Tricia’s nipple, Becky circled her tongue over it and hearing Tricia’s moans from her lips made Becky even hotter. She’d always wondered what it was like for a guy touching her or kissing her and now she was finding it. Tricia’s hand found its way between Becky’s legs again and this time she pressed a finger between the girl’s lips, letting her fingers graze Becky’s clit. Becky had to stop her sucking for a moment and squeeze her eyes shut as pure pleasure shot up her spine. Tricia seemed to be good with her hands everywhere. She wasn’t heavy handed like a guy could be, but she seemed to instinctively know just how to touch Becky to set off fireworks inside her. Becky slipped her hand between them as well and began rubbing Tricia’s slick, bald pussy. Tricia was dripping wet and Becky’s small hand slid right over her mound. The women pressed together and kissed heatedly as they rubbed each other. Becky laid her head against Tricia as her feelings over took her. Her heart was pounding and she felt so hot she thought she might pass out. She could understand what Tricia had said about sex in the hot tub. Tricia’s fingers were teasing, pushing just inside her while the sexy blonde kept rubbing her clit. Becky thought she might cum just from Tricia touching her pussy, something that rarely happened for her. Before Becky could find out if she would cum, both girls heard the sound of people approaching the Jacuzzi area and they dropped into the water, falling silent. They could hear several people talking and laughing as they passed by, but fortunately no one stopped. Becky felt real fear at the prospect of getting caught with Tricia in the hot tub and she knew that the moment had been broken. Tricia obviously felt it too, because she pulled Becky close and gave her one last kiss, saying, “We’d better get out of here. If someone reports the gate unlocked they’ll send someone to check and I could get into trouble for bringing a guest in here after hours.” “I understand,” Becky said with obvious disappointment. God, she was so horny. She did not want the night to end like this. She wanted to fully experience Tricia. She wanted to ask Tricia back to her room, but the other woman spoke before she could. “Don’t sound so disappointed, I will see you tomorrow. I promise.” Tricia kissed her again and said, “We’d better get out of here.” Becky did not feel she could ask Tricia back now, so she climbed out of the Jacuzzi. The night was really freezing now that she was soaking wet. Becky had trouble pulling her clothes over her drenched body, but she managed. Tricia was not quite as lucky with her outfit. She didn’t bother with her underwear and her blouse clung to her wet body like a second skin. She could barely get her tight pants back on. Becky knew Tricia would be an interesting sight if she ran into anyone on her way back to her room. Alone in her room once more, Becky lay on top of the covers in a tank top and panties thinking about all that had happened. She slowly stroked herself through her panties as she thought about how exciting it had been to touch Tricia and make her moan. She found she loved turning on a woman as much as she loved turning on a man. She couldn’t help but wonder what would happen when she saw Tricia tomorrow. It was late the next morning when Becky finally got out of bed. She rarely slept in, but she wasn’t in any hurry to get up. Slowly memories of the night before came back to her and butterflies filled Becky’s stomach. She couldn’t believe she’d been so forward with Tricia or what she’d done with her. It was something she’d always been curious about, but she didn’t think she would ever have the chance to experience it. Now that she’d had a taste, Becky wanted to complete the experience and she hoped Tricia would too. But would she get the chance? It was Becky’s last day at the spa and she had one more massage scheduled for that morning. She wondered if the massage would be all business or if something would happen. Tricia might not want to mix business with pleasure. Or, Becky feared, what if she hadn’t been any good and that was why Tricia had been in such a hurry to get out of there last night. Becky forced the anxiety from her mind and she told herself she could only go with the flow. She took a long shower and made sure to shave her legs and neatly trim her pussy. She wanted to be ready for Tricia. Becky put on panties under her robe, but then thought better of it and left them in her room. The massage room was empty when Becky arrived so she went through Tricia’s CDs and chose a Shakira disk, not in the mood for something mellow. She sat on the massage table and waited, becoming worried when Tricia was more than ten minutes late. Now Becky was really thinking that Tricia regretted what happened the night before and she would never see her new friend again. Becky was just starting to get down on herself when Tricia finally appeared. “I’m sorry I’m late, my department had a staff meeting this morning and it ran over. I’m glad you didn’t give up on me.” Tricia said, closing the door. Becky’s robe had come open almost to her lap and she didn’t make any move to close it when Tricia came in. “I see you’ve made yourself comfortable.” “I honestly was starting to think you weren’t coming.” Becky said. Tricia came close to Becky, nearly standing between her legs and out a hand on her arm. “You didn’t have to worry about that.” The look that passed between the women spoke volumes without a single word. Feeling herself blush, Becky said, “So anything exciting happen in your meeting?” “Just the usual, boring stuff,” Tricia said, putting her things down and flexing her hands to stretch them. “Although they seemed to stress one thing more than usual. My boss focused on the need to make sure that our massages stay on the professional level. The spa doesn’t want client getting the wrong idea about what goes on here.” Again Tricia came close to Becky, this time nudging between her legs and putting her hands on the sitting woman’s hips. “Really? Well I guess that’s important. They wouldn’t want people thinking they’re running some kind of brothel.” Tricia gripped the belt on Becky’s robe and slowly tugged the knot out of it. “Of course not. But not all clients are the same.” With the petite woman’s falling robe open Tricia slipped a hand inside, cupping a breast. Becky’s nipple instantly puckered at Tricia’s touch and she bit her lip. “Some clients deserve special attention.” Becky swallowed hard and let her hands wander over Tricia’s breasts, bringing her nipples out through her tank top and bra. The hard little nubs looked like they wanted to burn their way free of their confinement. “I’m glad to hear you feel that way. There was some unfinished business from last night.” She pulled Tricia closer and kissed her. “I was really hoping we could take care of it.” “What about your massage?” Tricia asked innocently. She pushed Becky’s robe back and it slipped off her shoulders. “That can wait,” Becky replied, pulling the spaghetti straps from Tricia’s shoulders and peeling her tank top down. Her bra had a front hook, which Becky easily released. She leaned forward and took one of Tricia’s nipples between her lips. She flicked her tongue over the turgid flesh and whispered, “There’s something else I think would help me relax much more.” Becky hopped off the table and moved around Tricia, caressing and kissing the masseuse as she undressed her. When the taller girl was naked, Becky looked her in the eyes and with a sultry smile said, “I so want to taste you.” It was Tricia’s turn to lie back on the massage table. She watched with rapt attention as Becky first squeezed a tiny amount of massage oil into her hands and then caressed her with slippery hands from her throat to her thighs. Becky’s hands did not miss a spot and Tricia arched her back off the table when the brunette massaged her breasts and rolled her nipples between oily fingers. The aromatic oil had a very slight cinnamon flavour which pleasantly surprised Becky when she traced her tongue around Tricia’s breasts, licking and kissing every inch of the taut mounds. Tricia was totally into it, writhing on the table and moaning Becky’s name by the time she was kissing the tender flesh of her inner thighs. “Mmmm, higher Becky,” Tricia moaned, raking her fingers through Becky’s long brown hair, trying to urge the girl’s lips higher. “Kiss my pussy.” Becky did plan on going there, but it was such a turn on to see the effect she was having on Tricia that she took her time. Becky was burning to be touched herself, but she really wanted to focus on pleasing Tricia and thus far had resisted the other woman’s attempts to touch her. Tricia’s hairless pussy seemed so different from her own, lightly covered by a thin, carefully trimmed layer of light brown hair. She could see just how pink and swollen Tricia’s lips were with excitement and anticipation. Tricia was so wet her lips practically glistened in the soft light of the massage room. First, Becky brushed her lips over Tricia’s, sending uncontrollable tremors through the prone woman’s body. She knew exactly how she liked to be touched and kissed down there and she tried to imitate what she’d felt in the past from her male lovers. Softly, she kissed Tricia’s flower, spreading her lips as she did. When Tricia was laid open, Becky kissed her pussy deeply, letting her tongue dip deep and swirl inside the moaning woman. “Oh God,” Tricia cried. Her legs were dangling off the end of the massage table and she wrapped them around Becky’s back, pulling her in closer and holding her there. It seemed to Tricia that the more strongly she reacted the more Becky got into going down on her. She really liked the idea what Becky was getting off on getting her off and that only made her moan more. Finding Tricia’s throbbing clit, Becky kissed it and then sucked it. Tricia’s clit was much more pronounced than her own and she found she could nearly wrap her lips around it. She was also massaging Tricia’s dripping pussy with her fingers and the woman was so wet that two of them slipped inside with no resistance. Tricia’s scent and taste was sweet and feminine, not unlike her own. Becky had feared she might not like that part of the experience, but she was pleased that she enjoyed tasting Tricia. Leisurely, she moved her fingers in and out of Tricia, concentrating more on kissing her pussy. When Becky found a spot Tricia seemed to particularly like she concentrated her attentions there and was greatly rewarded. Tricia quickly lost control from the petite brunette going down on her. Becky may have been a beginner, but she seemed to instinctually know what to do to make Tricia wild. Never before had Tricia been able to cum so fast or so easily. Becky’s passion for her seemed to flow right through her kissing lips into Tricia’s pussy to travel right up her spine and bombard her brain with delightful feelings. Tricia held onto Becky tightly, keeping her mouth locked onto her pussy as her orgasm ripped through her like a tornado. “Oh God…God…GOD!” Tricia moaned stridently, propping herself up on her elbows and looking down at Becky’s brunette head busy between her legs. She tossed her wild mane of hair, blonde locks going everywhere. She was heedless of the tiny room’s ability to absorb her moans. If someone walked by there would know there was more than a massage going on behind the closed door. Becky kept licking Tricia right through her orgasm, slowing only when the blonde slumped back to the table to purr like a contented cat. Becky was so pleased with herself. She’d finally tried something she’d been curious about for so long and it had been even better than she thought. Seeing Tricia’s unrestrained reaction to her efforts made Becky feel like the sexiest woman alive. She felt at the top of her sexual powers as she climbed onto the table on top of Tricia and kissed her, pressing her body into the other woman. “That was so unbelievable. You’ve never done that before?” Tricia asked incredulously. Becky blushed at the compliment. “No, this was my first time. Thank you, it was amazing.” Tricia kissed and stroked her and said, “I wish you were staying longer so I could find out if it was just beginner’s luck. You are going to let me return the favour, I hope.” “You don’t have to, that’s not why I did it,” Becky said, though she desperately wanted Tricia to touch her aching pussy. “I don’t think you could stop me, Bec.” Tricia worked a hand between their bodies and rubbed Becky’s slick pussy, making her jump. She squeezed Becky’s pussy in her hand, working her palm against her clit and the brunette gasped and pushed into her hand. Becky was soaking and Tricia commented, “I don’t think you would want to stop me.” “No,” Becky moaned in agreement. With little difficulty, the women changed positions and Becky lay on her back while Tricia stood at the end of the table between her spread thighs. Tricia did not waste time teasing this time, perhaps she sensed that Becky would never have stood for it. Instead she spread Becky’s pussy wide open and attacked it with long sweeps of her tongue, licking the length of the pink furrow and swirling her tongue at Becky’s clit. The brunette gripped the edges of the massage table with white knuckles and dug her heels into the end of the table, pushing her pussy up to Tricia. The masseuse did not finger Becky while she kissed her pussy, but rubbed in little circles wherever her lips were not. When she sucked on Becky’s clit she would rub all around the entrance to her steamy pussy and when she flicked her tongue inside the woman, essentially fucking her with it, she rubbed Becky’s clit. It was a deliberate seduction that no man had ever tried and it send feelings through Becky that she didn’t even know were possible. Constant shocks of pleasure blasted through Becky’s body and her stomach rippled as she flexed her pussy up at Tricia. Although she at least made an attempt to remain quiet, Becky was out of control and Tricia’s oral attentions had her moaning freely. “Ohhhh..ahhhhh…” Becky wailed, the orgasm she experienced from Tricia more intense that any a man had given her. It felt like she would literally explode, for her tiny body could not hold the joy that Tricia unleashed inside her. Finally she had to pull Tricia away from her pussy because she could not take anymore, it was just too intense for her. Becky lay on the massage table limply as sense slowly returned to her. Her body was covered in a fine sheen of sweat and she drew her breath in long gasps. Tricia, meanwhile, had found her clothes and gotten dressed. She came back over to Becky and leaned down, kissing her sweetly as she stroked her hair. “Thank you so much, for this whole weekend. It was so much more than I ever could have expected.” Becky said. “It was my pleasure, literally. I hope I am sending you home relaxed.” “More than you can imagine.” Becky smiled. She pushed off the bed and pulled on her robe. She found an unopened bottle of water and drank deeply from it. “Can I ask you something?” Tricia was sweeping her hair back and puling it into a ponytail. “Sure, I don’t think there are any secrets between us now.” Becky wasn’t quite sure how to ask what she wondered. “I couldn’t help but think that even from the beginning my massage was, I dunno, different. I just have to ask, did you seduce me? Was there something about me that told you I would be interested?” “I don’t want you to think I am some kind of closet dyke, seducing all the pretty, young clients here. It is not something I do all the time. I have only been with one other woman in my life and that was in high school, my friend and I kind of experimented with each other. There’s only been one other client I became involved with and that was a guy last year who just exuded so much sex I couldn’t help myself. I ended up calling in sick all weekend and spent it in his bed.” Tricia closed her eyes and smiled just thinking about it. “There was something about you, but nothing obvious. I guess it was just how you reacted to your first massage. There was an instant sexual charge about it and that is definitely not something that usually happens. You were so sexy that I found myself responding back to you and I was curious to see where things might go, so yes, I did go farther than I normally would have . When I found out how open you were I just got totally excited.” Becky didn’t know what to say. It was hard for her to think of herself as an irresistible sexual creature, but Tricia’s comments greatly pleased her. She gave Tricia a long hug and told her, “Really, thank you for everything. This weekend was perfect and I’ll always remember it.” Driving home Becky was so content she smiled the whole way. She didn’t know if she would let anything like that happen again, and she knew she still loved the feeling of a man, but she was so happy that it did happen and that someone as sexy and understanding as Tricia was the one to help make it happen. She called the friend who’d sent her away as soon as she got back and told him what a great weekend she’d had. He told her he was glad to hear it and wanted Becky to tell him all about it. Becky wasn’t sure how much she should share. She thought perhaps she should save the details for when she saw him next and could thank him properly for an unforgettable weekend. An Unforgettable Weekend finis (This story is based on the real Becky's fantasy, so any feedback is greatly appreciated, even more so than usual. This is her first experience in this arena.)