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Massage Parlor

By: Fantasy Girl



I never knew the meaning of a true massage until I worked for a massage parlor back in 1987. 

Late one afternoon a man's wife called the office asking for extra special treatment for her husband whom has been having trouble for quite sometime getting an erection since the accident he had a year ago. He had been having problems with his back and according to his Wife problems sexually. After taking a course in body massage I was hired at the massage parlor and was practicing massage techniques there for about a good year and never saw what I saw this particular day. I worked for a woman named Madelyn, she was about 5'4", Long Blonde Hair and Blue eyes. 

She had a specific aura about her that is hard to describe but very sexy to say the least. Mr. Bluze was coming in for his appointment at 7:00PM and Madelyn asked me to help her prepare. Mrs. Bluze was paying Madelyn very good money to set this up so she was very meticulous. She sent me to clean up the Jacuzzi and prepare a comfortable bed for Mr. Bluze. She proceeded to her safe where she pulled out some unusually items for a massage parlor. I wasn't quite sure she had planned to do with them. Some candles, Incense, feathers, and some other odds and ends. 

She asked me to set up incense candles in every corner of the room She then filled up the Jacuzzi and added some oils to the water that had a very sensual aroma. I noticed some jars on the table filled with some sort of clear liquid. She told me she would use it for the massage. A few minutes later Mr. Bluze showed up for his appointment. Madelyn told me to greet him and show him to the room she had just set up for him. 

Mr. Bluze was a very handsome guy. He was about 5'11" Brown Auburn Hair almost shoulder length. He had very soft brown eyes that almost put me in a trance when he looked at me. He smiled at me and told me he was here for his appointment. Dazed by his smile I almost forgot where I was. Good evening Mr. Bluze let me show you to your room. He told me to call him Gary. OK Gary come with me. I glanced at him with flirtatious eyes almost forgetting he is a married man. His Wife requested we give him the best treatment possible. 

I wasn't sure what Madeline was up to but it didn't seem like your every day massage that she was setting up. I walked into the room with Gary to find Madeline there waiting in a long red see through negligée. Well Hello Mr. Bluze please come this way. She handed Gary a towel and told him to take off his clothes and she would be with him in a minute. She and I walked out into the other room so he could undress. She handed me a white lacey and then the picture became a little clearer to me. She gazed at me and told me to put the negligee on, Mrs. Bluze told us to give Mr. Bluze the best treatment possible and that is what I intend to do. 

She is paying me good money and in turn I will pay you for your efforts as well. The picture was clear to me now and I found that I was very willing to go along with what ever she wanted as I found Gary very attractive. We both walked into the room where Gary was sitting on the end of the massage table in his towel. He looked surprised to see our appearance and wasn't sure what to expect. 

He kept staring at me, it might have been the way I filled out the negligee Madelyn gave me to wear. I have been told to have a very nice ass and have always been complimented on my breast how perfect in size and how large my nipples are. My nipples were popping right through the lace, I think they were hard with anticipation of what we were going to do to him. Madelyn noticed the confusion on his face and told him Just relax Mr. Bluze come over here and sit in the Jacuzzi for a little while. 

This will relax you before we get started. While Gary sat in the Jacuzzi Madelyn asked if I would like to go sit with him and give him a basic massage. I was more than willing and I told her I would. She then told me to take off my clothes. I was a little embarrassed at what I was about to do but I really liked where this seemed to be going. I started taking off my clothes and Gary looked very surprised. What's going on , he said. Madelyn explained Just relax Mr. Bluze this is compliments of your wife, she asked that we give you the best treatment possible and that is what we are going to do. So I began to climb into the Jacuzzi with him and I couldn't help but smile when I looked down at his semi erect cock. 

He was totally gorgeous and I couldn't wait to put my hands on him. I told him to move up a little bit and I sat behind him rubbing his shoulders working my way down his back and back up to his shoulders. His skin was nice and smooth because of the bath oils Madelyn had put in the water. I was beginning to get aroused by what was going on and the way it felt to touch him. Madelyn began to disrobe also and climbed into the Jacuzzi in front of Gary. Your Wife says you love Hanging Tits Mr. Bluze as she hung her tits in his face. Would you like to suck on them? 

He nodded and she told him he would have to be a good boy if he wanted to suck on them. She told him to relax and she began to massage his arms and legs while I massaged his back and shoulders. He was now fully erect just of the thought of us being in there with him naked and making him feel so good. His cock was swelling and I wanted it so bad. I felt like I could cum in a second and was beginning to get frustrated knowing I can't have his gorgeous cock. But no sooner did I think that Madelyn took my hand and brought it around the front of him and placed it on his cock. I felt his cock in my hand and started massaging it with more passion then I ever had giving a basic massage. I was really into what I was doing. Wrapping my hand around him and working his cock and making it get harder and harder. 

Gary moaned with pleasure and Madelyn began to whisper to him "Do you like that Mr. Bluze? Do you like the way Kathy massages your cock? Hmm? Mr. Bluze explained that he really liked it. How about this Mr. Bluze as she stood up and bend over and showed him her pussy lips. Do you like to eat pussy Mr. Bluze?" She then stuck her ass and pussy in her face and made him lick her. She asked me if I wanted to take a turn. I wanted to so bad and I begged her oh yes please let me take a turn. 

So I stood up and realized my pussy was so wet it began to drip down my thighs. I gently placed my mound in his eager mouth and I can't begin to tell you how good he licked my pussy. He lapped up all of the juices running down my leg and worked his way up to my clit. Madelyn took over stroking his shaft and his balls. I looked down and noticed the head of his cock swelling even more than before. Madelyn then told us to get out of the Jacuzzi and dry off. She told Gary to go lay down on the massage table. 

This wasn't your basic massage table It was big enough to fit more than one person and was made up with satin sheets. Madelyn began to restrain his arms and he asked her what she was doing. She told him not to worry and just sit back and relax. I stood there with my towel wrapped around me, my pussy still dripping down my legs. Madelyn opened the jar with the clear liquid inside She leaned over and stuck her tit in his mouth and let him suck on her for a minute and began to rub the clear liquid all over Gary. Sticking her fingers in his mouth and making him suck on them. Madelyn explained that she just finished masturbating before he came and that the jar was filled with her cum. Do you like the way my cum taste Mr. Bluze? 

He began to nod as he couldn't speak with her fingers in his mouth. Do you want to make Kathy cum in your mouth so you can taste hers too? He nodded with excitement and groaned with pleasure. She began to massage his cock with her cum and asked me to join in and massage the rest of his body. I poured some of her satin like cum into the palm of my hands and began to massage him. Madelyn asked me if I would like to taste her cum too and grabbed me by the hair and put my mouth around his cock. She told me to suck his cock clean as she began to slap my ass. 

She then lit a candle and placed it next to him. She picked up her feather and lightly started to run it up and down his chest and she told me to go and talk to him as she started running the feather lightly over the tip of his cock. Gary squirmed and Madelyn just smiled at him and told him she would make sure he never had a problem getting a hard on again. She teased his cock and made him anticipate her every touch. He was in heaven I could feel his excitement. I only wish I could feel what he was feeling. I asked him if he wanted me to sit on his face and he begged me to do so. I climbed up on his face and let him lap up my juices once again. 

Madelyn began to wrap her mouth around his cock and started sucking all of the pre-cum out of his cock. I watched her suck him off while I had my pussy licked. She gave really good head. Gary was pleading with Madelyn that she was driving him crazy. You want to squirt for me Mr. Bluze, don't you? Would you like to cum all over my face while Kathy squirts in your mouth? He shouted out YES And sent my pussy into shivers as I felt the vibration of his mouth against my pussy lips as he spoke. 

Well, Mr. Bluze I have to maintain this hard on of yours for a while before I empty your balls. Madelyn explained what she was going to do to make sure he couldn't cum. She told Gary that she was going to massage the nerve endings of his cock from the inside and this therapy would revive the nerve endings that prevented him from getting a hard on. She grabbed a thin soft rubber stick the same size as his urethra. She began to insert the tip of the stick into his cock and he let out a loud groan. Please don't do that it hurts. Madelyn told him to just relax and that it would only hurt for a minute until she found the nerve endings. I knew when she found them because he began to shout oh my God what are you doing to me and he moaned loudly. That feels good Mr. Bluze doesn't it? Oh yes, he said. 

Oh my God it feels better than anything I've ever felt before. Madelyn began to slowly fuck him with the stick in his little hole he felt the stick massaging his nerve endings from the inside which needless to say are a lot more sensitive than the outside. At the tip of the stick was some sort of switch, which Madelyn pressed and the stick began to vibrate. Gary begged and pleaded, because the stick made him feel like he cock was going to explode more cum than he could cum in a life time but he couldn't let it out because Madelyn had the his hole plugged up. He screamed and pleaded but Madelyn said she must leave the stick in and that she had to maintain his hard on for a little while longer. Madelyn then gently inserted the stick in as far as it would go until his hole was completely clogged. She left it vibrating and left him pleading. She grabbed the candle she had on the table next to him and explained to him that she was going to give him liquid heat treatment on his cock and balls.

Mr. Bluze. First you will feel a little warmth dripping around your cock and balls and then wax will harden into a very thin layer and tighten around your cock. She began to pour the warm wax over his cock and let it drip onto the tip of his cock. He kept groaning into my pussy and sending me into shivers. Then he felt the wax tighten around him trapping the stick inside him and tightening around his cock. Gary felt as if his balls were going to burst if she didn't let him cum. Madelyn then asked me if I would like to sit on his cock that was now covered with a thin layer of wax. 

Fuck him and make him squirm Kathy. He begged her not to. He knew if Kathy sat on his cock that he would lose it and it would be very painful since there was noway for the cum to escape. Madelyn told him to settle down. Let Kathy fuck you now. So I climbed off of his face my pussy now wetter than ever. I knew I would lose it too if I sat on his cock since Madelyn made his mushroom so swollen and ripe. Madelyn grabbed my ass and gently lowered me down on his cock making me fuck him as fast and hard as I could. 

I felt my pussy beginning to switch and the look on Gary's face made it even harder for me to keep my composure. He began to scream that he couldn't take it no more and he needed to cum. Madelyn spread his legs underneath me and told me she was going to massage the entrance of his asshole and see how he likes that. She began to massage his ass and insert the tip of her finger inside him and his eyes rolled in the back of his head. She began to spank him and lick his ass and told him to concentrate on my tight pussy wrapped around his plugged cock. I promised your wife Mr. Bluze she would never have trouble with you getting a hard on again. 

If you promise to go home and give her the best fuck of her life I will peel the wax from your cock and unplug your hole. He shouted that he would do anything. Just please I can't take it no more. Just a few more minutes Mr. Bluze and I will let you release. She then pulled me by my hair and told me to cum all over his cock. I felt my pussy spasm and squeeze his cock over and over again I came all over his cock and balls and it kept on cumming. He screamed with pleasure, begging and pleading. 

Now Pee on his face Bitch! Madelyn shouted. I stood up and spread my pussy lips so he could get a hard look at my dripping pussy and let out a stream of hot piss all over his face, Madelyn then started peeling the wax from his cock and asked him if he promised to do what she told him to do. He said Yes I will I promise! Madelyn finished removing the wax and fucked him a little more with the vibrating plug just so she could build up the cum in his balls a little more. She released the plug and began teasing his cock again with the feather. She climbed up over him and started to play with her pussy. She smiled at him and asked him what he wanted. 

Do you want me to give you my ass Mr. Bluze while you watch me play with my pussy? Hmmm? He Nodded with anticipation. Madelyn Inserted the tip of his cock into her tight little ass and worked his cock slowly inside her. With every thrust she went a little deeper sucking up his cock into her asshole. She massaged her clit facing him and told him to watch her play with herself. He was in such a state of pleasure he was trembling all over and moaning as loud as he could. 

Madeline told me she was going to cum really good because Gary had such a nice cock but she wanted me to do her one little favor and stroke his balls lightly with my fingernails. She told me this would make his cock expand in her ass and make her cum even better. So I began to work my fingertips from the bottom of his aching balls to the top and felt an instant surge inside. Madeline screamed and the cum poured out from her pussy and her piss immediately followed all over his stomach. 

Madelyn climbed off of his cock and told me to help to stroke him as she licked his balls. I stroked him and looked into his eyes and I could see he needed to cum so bad. I began stroking lightly with a rhythm and squeezing the base of his cock and then I started to stroke him faster and Madelyn told me to gently squeeze the base of his balls to make sure every drop of cum came out. Gary let out a scream of disbelief and his cock erupted all over my tits.

By the time he was finished I was drenched with all of his hot cum. Needless to say he comes back for a massage from time to time and Madelyn lets me have him all to myself. He feels so good and I look forward to fucking him every week.

Massage Parlor



Noelani walked in and dropped her robe to the floor. On the massage table lay a tall, tanned, muscular man, with a towel covering his firm buttocks; his head was turned away from her. Standing there naked, she bit her lip as she assessed her latest patient. Mmmm this is going to be fun, she thought to herself as she walked over to the table. 

"Hello, my name is Noelani and I'll be making you feel good today," as she said this he turned his head and looked at her. Her eyes widened when she saw who it was, "Alan? What are you doing here?" 

Alan looked into her eyes and smiled, "I heard you were working here and thought I would stop by. You see my muscles are all bound up and I could really use a good massage."

Noelani grinned at Alan and nodded her head, "oh I'll take care of you." 

She walked over to a table in the corner that had an assortment of massaging oils. She grabbed a lavender smelling oil and walked back over to the massage table. Twisting off the cap, she gently squeezed the bottle and watched as drops of the oil fell onto Alan's naked back. Alan flinched at the coolness of the oil, but then relaxed and sighed with pleasure. Rubbing some oil on her hands, Noelani gently rubbed the sweet smelling oil over his back, massaging it deeply into his skin. 

He started to relax as she pressed her thumbs and knuckles into his muscles, each motion of her hands loosening his tight body even more. Alan breathed deeply as Noelani moved from his back to his arms and pulled and squeezed his muscles loose. She could hear his breathing become steady with each rube of her hands. Noelani stopped massaging and climbed onto the table, straddling Alan. 

She grabbed the oil and squeezed a little more onto his back, pushing the cap down with one hand, the other rubbed the oil into his skin. With both hands, she pressed into the muscles on each side of his upper back and then to his shoulders. Leaning forward, her hard nipples briefly brushed against his back. He made a slight moan, as he realized what had touched him. She could feel his body tighten slightly with pleasure. 

A smile formed on her face, as she leaned forward and allowed her breasts to rest on his bare back, her hands running down his arms, squeezing his biceps, pressing the stress out of them. He started to breathe deeply as his excitement grew. Her pelvis slowly rubbed against his towel covered buttocks, while she kissed the back of his neck, and nibbled on his ear. 

Alan moaned with pleasure and reached behind his back, running his hands along Noelani's smooth legs. Smiling, Noelani scooted closer to Alan's waist, feeling his hands grasp her round buttocks. Pressing harder into the muscles in his back, she felt his hands squeeze her buttocks harder. 

Enough of this, she thought to herself. She lifted her legs, placed her feet onto the table at Alan's sides and lifted herself up into a standing position. Alan felt her weight come off of him and he rolled over, the towel falling to the ground, his hard shaft standing at attention, pointing up at Noelani. 

She grinned and slowly lowered herself down, then scooted to the end of the table, grabbing the oil and drizzling it around his shaft, stroking him. He moaned, watching her, smiling, one hand under his head, the other running along her cheek, and through her black hair.

Luckily for her, Noelani invested in edible oils, opening her mouth, her tongue darted out and swirled around the head, flicking along the small opening, then ran along the back, as her hand continued to stroke him, she moved her tongue to his firm sac, and sucked each side. He groaned, opening his thighs more, giving her more access. Her hand, coated in oil, continued to stroke him, moving faster, swirling around his thickness, her fingers barely touching.

She massaged his sac as she moved her tongue back up the tip of his shaft, opening her lips wider; she took his length deep into her throat, sucking him hard, her saliva coating him, pulling up off his cock with a pop, she grinned, when he looked at her with that one look that always got her. She climbed back up onto the table and stood above him, spreading her folds for him, running a finger along her clit, then to her heat, honey coating her finger, dripping down on to his cock.

Bending her knees, she lowered herself slowly, sinking down onto his thick, throbbing shaft, a moan of ecstasy escaping her lips. Alan closed his eyes and moaned as her warmth enveloped him. Running his hands over her hips, he cupped her firm ass, squeezing it. He felt her hands run along his chest, then soft pressure, as she supported herself as she rode him. 

She moved slow at first, allowing his shaft to stretch her, then picked up the pace, using her feet as support, lifting herself up and down, then laying on top of him as she slammed her hot pussy onto his shaft. His hands gripping her ass, smacking it hard, leaving red hand prints. She cried out with each slap, biting his shoulder, leaving teeth marks as he worked her clit with his thumb.

He thrust up into her, as she came down onto his shaft, pressing into her spot, rubbing her heat. He gripped her hair and tugged her face to the side, kissing her hard as he gripped her ass cheek and pulled it open, thrusting up into her fast and with all the passion he had for her, his shaft a blur. She moaned into his kiss, sucking on his lip as he filled her, gripping her arm, he held it behind her back as he took over, and brought her closer and closer to her climax. 

He felt his sac tighten as his own climax grew close, she gasped, arching back as her whole body contorted and she cried out as her honey flowed. He groaned, waiting till she was done, her body humming, then with one hard thrust, he came, filling her with his hot sticky seed, mixing it with her honey, and held her as she panted, her face pressed into his neck.

"Now...that's what I call a massage," he said, chuckling.

"mmm you've been my best client," she said smiling, kissing him, then slipping from his arms, grabbing a towel and looking at him, " you can come back any time."



Massage Parlor Fun



This is a true story.......

I'd been married for about 15 years when I got a job transfer and my wife and I moved to Hawaii. We moved to the outskirts of Honolulu and enjoyed living in paradise. However our life at home had become a little stale, especially in the bedroom. She had always wanted to move to HI and now that she was here, the heat in the bed seemed to get turned down to a simmer. Sex was once a week if I was luckky and it was straight missionary. Basically she would lay back, spread her legs, and wait for me to finish, making a few token moans to try to fool me into thinking she enjoyed it. She hated oral("I don't want that in my mouth, gross") and she complained other positions weren't comfortable. Once she slipped up and mentioned that sex was one of the "wifely duties" that she had to do.

When we were married, the sex was pretty good. She wasn't crazy about oral but would make the attempt and would try other positions without a fuss. It seemed that she was waiting for me to get her over here before putting a stop to most of it.

As a result, I would spend more and more time checking out all the eye candy that comes here to vacation. However, I'm not really good at the whole seduction thing so the most I usually did was look.

I said "most". One day I was so horny I thought I'd check out one of the local asian massage parlors. I had heard from a friend at work some details about these places and he recommended one to go to for some stress relief. I found the place one afternoon and went inside. Once in the door I was greeted by a fifty-something mammasan who took me to a dimly lit room. I paid the house fee then she closed the door and left me alone inside.

A few minutes later the door opened and the hottest asian girl I'd ever seen walked in. She was about 5' tall, nice petite figure with some big store-bought tits. I didn't really care if they were fake or not, they looked great. She was wearing a small two piec bikini. She introduced herself as Annie and asked if I wanted a shower. I said sure and she helped me undress. As she squatted down and pushed my shorts down my dick, which was starting to stiffen up already, swung up and bumped her chin. She laughed, grabbed the base of the shaft, and gave it a little kiss on the tip. A little moan forced it's way out of my lips. She looked up, smiled at me, then opened her mouth and put the whole thing inside and sucked gently on it. I gasped as I felt the tip bump the back of her throat. She started to draw back but I grabbed the back of her head and pushed deeper into her mouth. She relaxed and let me. It felt wonderful. She sucked on it for a few seconds then gentle pushed away from me. "Shower first," she whispered with a smile. Then she stood, wrapped a towel around me, and we went to the shower. 

I don't remember much about the shower except it mainly involved me laying on a padded bench and her rubbing me down with liquid soap. She was especially thorough around my lower regions. After I was clean, we went back to the room where I laid down with a towel over me and she left for a minute. 

When she came back, she locked to door and turned the lights down ever lower. She came over to me and removed the towel. Then she untied the bikini top and let it fall to the floor. Those tits were perfect, large and round with small nipples. She smiled at the pleased expression on my face then quickly took off the bottoms. I sat up as she slowly walked towards me. Then she grabbed the back of my head and pulled my face into those luscious tits. 

I openned my mouth and sucked frantically on the nipple. Then I opened up more until my mouth was full of tit. I grabbed the other one with one hand and her ass with the other. It had been so long since I had had some good sex I couldn't hold back. I pulled her into me and roughly sucked and squeezed her body. Once I think I was a little too rough because she tried to pull back. I let go of her ass and wrapped my arm around her waist and pulled her against me even harder.

After a few minutes of that I let go of her. Immediately she knelt down in front of me, grabbed my dick, and with one quick motion took the whole thing in her mouth. She sucked frantically on it, my previous explosion of lust catching her up and affecting her. Again and again I felt the tip hit the back of her throat. Then she made an effort and took me down her throat. The tight feeling was incredible. I almost lost it and blew my load right then. She pulled it out, took a breath, then did it again. And again.

By this point the only thing I could think of was trying not to cum. She seemed to realize that. She pulled me out of her mouth, reached over to a shelf and grabbed a condom. She popped it in her mouth then slowly took my dick in her mouth again, putting the condom on. Once it was on she told me to lay down. Once I was laying flat she climbed on top of me, positioned me, then with one hard motion, dropped down, driving my dick deep inside her.

Her mouth opened in surprise and she gasped as the tip hit her cervix hard. She ground away at it then began seriously riding me. I grabbed her hips and pulled her down as I thrust into her. After only a few moments I couldn't hold out any more. I came in an explosive fury unlike every before. Never had I orgasmed that hard. I grabbed onto her hips and held her in place, not letting her move. When the orgasm was over I gasped, released her, and lay back relaxing.

She was grinning wickedly as she climbed off of me. She pulled the condom off and got another towel, this one warm and moist with cleaner, and wiped me off. I thought that was it and was getting ready to get up and get dressed when she came back and laid down beside me. She stroked my dick and pulled gently at my balls until I started to harden again.

"Can you go again?" she asked. I blinked in surprise then said, "With the right motivation.."

She smiled and sat up. She spread my legs and got between them. She got on her hands and knees and grabbed my stiffening erection. Then with another wicked smile she took me into her mouth and started sucking. She rolled her tounge around it, pulled on it, pulled out to lick it from bottom to top, sucked the balls, then took it in her mouth again. If I didn't know better I would have thought she was doing her best to swallow it. I was stiff in no time. 

After another minute she got off of me and got another condom from the shelf. She put it on like before and kept sucking. I think she wanted to suck me off but I had other ideas. I pulled it out of her mouth and told her not to move. I stood quickly and went aroung behind her. Her knees were at the edge of the bed so she was perfectly position. I got behind her and stuck my dick betweed her legs. She grabbed it with one hand and slid me inside her. 

I grabbed her hips and started fucking her as hard as I could. Her ass slapped against my stomach as I rammed into her. She started throwing herself back against me, impaling herself. After a minute her mouth opened and a shuddering gasp fell out of her mouth. Her pussy clamped down on me and she shuddered uncontrollably. I went over the edge then and shot another load into her. We both shook like that for a few moments, then relaxed. I slid out of her with my balls aching from two hard orgasms that close together.

She got another towel and cleaned me up. I got dressed and she put her bikini back on. We went to the door and as I reached for the handle she grabbed my hand. "That was really good," she said. She then wrapped her arms around my neck and pulled me into a kiss. Her tongue parted my lips and touched my tongue. She ground her body into me. I turned her and pressed her against the door. The kiss deepened. Amazingly I felt my dick harden. I grabbed her ass and squeezed. She broke the kiss and started kissing my neck. I grabbed her breast and squeezed. She pushed me and we went back to the bed. I untied her bikini top and she pushed the bottoms off. My shorts were next then my shirt. We laid down with me on top of her still kissing and groping, our wearyness forgotton. She broke the kiss and looked at the shelf. "No more condoms" she said. She then rolled me onto my back. She grabbed my dick and started blowing me again, sucking hard and frantic. I didn't know if I could come again but she was trying to make me. She sucked furiously until I felt it building up. When she felt me tense she pulled out, grabbed my dick, and started pumping. Another hard orgasm shuddered through me but only a little trickle of come came out. 

She said, "Wow. I've never seen anyone come three times that soon." The mammasan knocked on the door and said "times up". She giggled again and helped me get dressed. 

As I was leaving she whispered, "Ask for me when you come back. You the best."

Talk about an ego booster...



Massage Parlor Heaven



It was about 3 o'clock on a Thursday afternoon, and everybody was winding down at work. Another long day inside a gray glass and steel skyscraper. My boss stopped by and looked at the paltry pile in my inbox and suggested I take the rest of the day off. Big deal, two extra hours. I had to wait for the train after 5 anyway. Two hours to kill. What to do? I wandered out into the street, slipped into a bookstore for a few minutes and then walked towards the train station. Then I remembered the massage parlor.

For years I had been going to the rub 'n tugs. I figured it wasn't really cheating, my wife wouldn't know the difference and I hadn't actually had sex. Usually I paid my fee and the girls massaged me and gave me a pretty good handjob but nothing more. Well, occasionally I'd massage their breasts through their flimsy t-shirts and would hold onto their asses as I climaxed, but nothing more. Yes, the parlor would be a good way to kill some time before my train came.

I walked into the parlour and Stacey, who had massaged me in the past, was at the front. "Hi!" she shouted and smiled. "Be with you in a minute," she said, pointing to the chairs and magazines. She locked the door and disappeared into the back for a few minutes. The doorbell rang and another guy came in. Then another guy. Stacey had her hands full at front. It didn't look as if they had a full staff, and why would they in the middle of the afternoon.

After a few minutes Stacey waived me down the hallway and followed me into a waiting massage room. I paid my fee then started taking off my clothes as she watched and smiled. Then the doorbell rang again. "Oh damn," she said. "I can't believe this. Just a sec." I finished taking off my clothes and lay down on my stomach on the gurney. I loved the feeling of my naked body on the soft cotton sheets, and looking down through the hole in the table, as I had so often before.

Stacey opened the door after a couple of minutes. "I'm sorry, John," she said. "It's just too busy and I can't get away from the front and none of the other girls are busy. I'm afraid it's going to be a long wait. I'm really sorry."

"It's okay," I said. "Too bad, I was really horny." I got up on my side. Stacey looked at my rockhard cock and frowned.

"Wait a minute," she said and came into the room and closed it behind her. "There is one option, but you might not like it."

"What is it?"

"Well, we do have one guy on staff who--"

"A guy? Forget it."

"Are you sure? He gives a good massage and could help you with this little--I mean big--problem," she said, her cold hand enveloping my veined member.

"I don't think so," I said. "I'm not gay."

"You would hardly know the difference. It's almost dark in here. I'll give you a free one next time if you try it out. He's not making much money except with some of the odd women who walk in here, and I mean odd."

I sighed. I'd never been with a guy or had really been interested. But I did want to get off. "Maybe he could massage me and then I'll take care of it myself," I said.

Stacey smiled. "Okay, good. Now lie back down." As I lay down she stroked my cock gently, but the doorbell rang and she scooted out.

I lay down on my stomach again. Well, this was weird. My cock shrivelled into its foreskin. I listened to the jazz music cooing out of the radio. My ass tensed at the thought of a guy touching me. My arms lay rigid at my sides. What the fuck was I thinking? I'd decided to stand up when the door opened and closed behind me. Then I saw a pair of sandalled feet through the hole in the table. "Hi there. I'm Ted. Stacey says you're pretty uncomfortable. If you don't want to do this, that's okay. I prefer women, too." He rubbed his hands over my shoulder blade and shoulder. It did feel like of good. Maybe a massage wouldn't be such a bad thing. It had been pretty tense at work lately.

"No, it's okay, Ted, go ahead, I can use a good massage."

"Good." I could hear him go to a side table and get out the oils. I could hear his hands coming together to heat up a sweet smelling oil that I knew would burn nicely on my back. "There," he said, rubbing his hands over my back and neck. "You are tense. Relax." He rubbed and kneaded and pressed at my back. I could feel my tension evaporating, though I still couldn't get past the thought of a guy rubbing me like this. My cock was still shrivelled.

Then he casually ran one of his hands down over my ass cheek and down my leg and back again, then returned to my lower back. I shivered slightly. I could feel my penis suddenly stiffening. Relax, I whispered to my cock. Easy boy.

Ted thumbed my lower back, edging slowly towards the crack of my ass. Every time he neared my crack I tensed slightly and his hands would slide up my back again. He edged down again, but this time he didn't go back up. His thumbs made it to the top of my crack. Then I could feel his thumb just inside my crack. My ass clenched naturally. I thought about ending this, but I was stirring down below. Perhaps after he'd gone, I really would whack off or go home and bang the wife. But I decided not to move.

He moved his hands over my ass cheeks, one on each, gently kneading. This didn't seem so odd, I'd seen guys at the gym having their asses kneaded by other guys. I started to relax. It did feel good. He massaged and pushed the flesh and pulled it apart. I could feel the cool air of the room at one point on my asshole as he pulled the cheeks wide apart. I started to get harder. Occasionally he would move back to my ass and I would raise my hips slightly towards his hand. One time he ran a finger quickly down the crack as he want back down my legs. I stiffened measurably. He worked on my legs for a while, then my feet. I was beginning to think he'd given up on my ass when he asked me to turn over. I hadn't really thought of what to do at this point. I expected he'd leave and then I'd whack off. But I was aroused and it was dark and no one knew I was here. Maybe something would happen and it wouldn't be so bad.

I rolled over and my cock was pointing at the ceiling. I could see Ted giving it a quick glance and a smile. He was a fit-looking young guy, about 28 years old. He was wearing a bathrobe, which I could see bulging gently at the middle.

He started with my face, rubbing his thumbs on my cheek and forehead, then my neck and chest. He skirted my nipples a few times before slowly running his thumbs across them. I never much liked having my nipples touched, but this didn't seem so bad. My cock was getting really hard now.

Then he started running his hands over my stomach, tickling me gently around my belly button. My cock danced with every touch. I'd decided I'd let him jack me off if it came to that. Couldn't be so bad. He ran his hands along my hips and down my legs, running his face close to my groin. Did he breathe softly on my cock? Or was that my imagination? I thought I felt hot breath. He went further down to my feet and ankles, then back up my legs. He had one hand on either side of my groin now, gently rubbing. I wanted his hand on my cock so bad. I opened my eyes and looked straight into his. He smiled.

"I guess that's it then," he said. "Stacey said you'd finish this part yourself."

"Um, wait, no," I stammered. "It's okay. I'm really horny. Please." I couldn't believe I was begging a guy to rub my cock.

"What would you like me to do for you then?" he said.

"Rub me, please. Rub my cock."

"Show me what you want," he said.

I reached down and took my swelled cock in my hand and started to stroke it. "Like this," I said. I put my hand back at my side, closed my eyes and waited.

His big hand closed over my hardened member. My breath quickened as he grabbed it in his hand and started to stroke slowly. God that felt good. I knew I wasn't going to last long. I wanted to enjoy this, though, and bit my lip. He stroked me harder. My breathing quickened. This was amazing, at least as good as Stacey.

I think he could tell that I was trying to hold back my orgasm and he slowed down, playing with the tip, running a finger down the fattened underbelly of my rockhard cock. "Oh god," I murmured. Then my cock felt hot and I realized that he had his lips upon me, his tongue on the head of my cock. "Oh god," I said again and weakly tried to push him away with my hands. He took me all the way into his mouth. I put my hands on his head, ready to pull him off, but I couldn't, it felt too fucking good. Oh god it felt good. He sucked me right down to the base and started playing with my balls. I opened my legs wide and pleaded in my head for him to touch my ass. He reached down, grabbed some oil -- or was it lube? -- and slid a sticky finger into my waiting asshole, not gently, not slowly, but quickly and hard. It hurt, but his mouth on my cock felt so good. He started to fingerfuck me slowly as he sucked me. "Oh fuck," I moaned. I envisioned his cock inside me. I'd never thought of anything like that before, but with his finger inside me and his mouth on my cock, I couldn't stop thinking about it.

"You want my cock in your ass, don't you?" he said and smiled.

"Oh yes," I whispered unsteadily. "Yes."

"Not yet," he said, taking his finger out of my ass. He stood up and walked over beside me and waited. I wasn't sure what he wanted. Wasn't he going to suck me off or fuck me? Then I noticed the growing bulge under his robe. I got it. I undid the sash at his waist and his robe fell free, revealing a cock that must have been seven inches long and twice as thick as mine. I put my hand on it and stroked it a little. I didn't know what the fuck I was doing. He moved closer to me and dangled it in my face. I opened my lips to say something and he slid it past my lips. It was not what I had expected -- not as hard, more spongy, and it didn't taste bad, kind of musky. I kind of enjoyed the taste. He put his hands on the back of my head and eased himself towards the back of my throat. I almost choked but held on. I wanted to taste it some more, so I pulled it out and licked the head and ran it over my cheek. He grabbed me by the back of the head again and muscled his way back into my mouth. "Suck that fucking cock," he said under his breath. "Suck it." I complied, running it over my tongue, gently over my teeth. He stroked me a little as I sucked it. God this was good. I reached around him and cupped his ass in my hands and took a little more control. I ran my lips on the underside of his cock, then took his balls in my mouth. He spread his legs a little. I reached underneath and found his waiting asshole and played with his opening with my index finger. I pushed in slightly without any lube. He grunted, in pain, I expected, but I took his cock in my mouth again and pushed my finger in a little further. His cock was getting harder and his breathing faster. I could sense he was going to cum fairly soon. I took his cock out of my mouth.

"I was going to cum," he said.

"I know," I smiled. "But you said you'd fuck my ass."

He grinned. "On your stomach," he said. It was hard to lie flat with my swollen timber stuck to my belly, but I made it work. He scrambled around for more oil and slapped some on my ass. Then he eased a finger inside, then two. "Do you like that?"

"Yes. Yes."

The springs of the gurney squealed as he joined me on top of it. He pushed my thighs apart and then I could feel him toying with me, rubbing his cock up and down my crack. Then the tip found my hole and he pressed it gently inside me. "I know it's your first time," he said. "I'll be gentle." Gentle? It fucking hurt! "Easy, don't clench. Back up on my cock slowly." I relaxed my ass muscles and he slid in further. All my instincts told me to push him out, but the more I struggled with it, the further he made his way in until most of his cock must have been inside. I relaxed a little more. It was painful, but it felt good, too, better than my butt plug did in the shower.

"Good," he said, and started to pull it out a bit. He made it almost all the way out, then thrust back inside, gently. "That's it," he said, and pushed it further inside again. He rhythmically fucked me in the ass. He put his hands on my shoulders and fucked me harder and harder. I groaned. I could barely stand the pain but just the thought of him fucking me hard made my cock even harder. His breathing hastened and he started to lurch against me. "Oh fuck, oh fuck," he said. He pulled out at the last second, my asshole puckering and screaming, and jacked off on my lower back. I could feel his boiling hot seed on my back and running down my ass crack. "Ohhhhhhh . . ." he moaned. He collapsed on top of me, all 200 pounds of him. We sat like that for maybe two minutes. He almost crushed me.

"You didn't get to cum," he said, finally.

"No, not yet." My cock was still solid.

"What would you like, a handjob, or for me to suck you off?" I thought for a second of my cum bursting into his waiting mouth, then said, "No, I think I'll return the favor. On your stomach." He hesitated, then got off me. I stood up beside the table, and he took my place. I found the lube beside the oil and rubbed some into his hole. "Are you sure?" he asked. "I give an awesome blowjob."

"No, I'm sure." I'd been wanting to fuck somebody -- anybody -- in the ass for a long time. My girlfriends hadn't let me, my wife wouldn't let me. I'd never thought of asking the guys on the baseball team. Maybe I should have.

I jumped up onto the gurney and moved behind him. I placed the head of my cock against his asshole, as he had, then pressed it in slowly. His pucker wrapped around my cock as it found its way inside. Ted winced in pain. "Back up on it," I said. He did as he was told and eased back onto my throbbing hard cock, right down to my balls. I put my hands on his shoulders and started moving in and out of him, slowly. Holy shit it felt good. I moved in and out, his ass muscles finding new purchase on my cock as I pumped him. My breathing quickened, I wasn't going to last long. I fucked him harder and harder. Then the door opened and closed and I froze for a second. It was Stacey. She put a finger over her lips to shush me. "Keep going," she said, quietly. She opened up her kimono, her tits laid bare, and reached down and started fingering her mound. I fucked Ted harder now as I watched Stacey finger herself. "Hurry up," he stammered. "Hurry up, man, it's starting to hurt." At that I fucked him harder. Shit, I was close. So close. Oh god, shit, fuck. I pulled out my cock and stroked myself all over his back. Line after line of silvery cum shot onto his ass. I almost collapsed in ecstasy. I looked over at Stacey. She, too, was cumming, jamming her fingers in and out of her pussy. I collapsed on top of Ted for a moment, and heard Stacey let herself out of the room. I got off the table and found my way to a chair. Ted got up and put his robe back on.

"My ass is going to hurt for days," said Ted. "You know I'm supposed to charge you for all those extras. But I kind of got into it myself."

"Really?" I said. "Maybe next time."

Ted walked out the door. I put on my clothes, slid a couple of twenties onto the side table, and walked down the hallway, where several guys were waiting for their turn with Stacey or one of the other girls.

"Will I see you again soon," asked Stacey at her desk. Ted was slumped in an armchair beside her.

"Absolutely."



Massage Parlor Playtime



I've had this dream before and wanted to share...

And while it is a dream, it is true what is said about my penis. 

I hope you enjoy. 

*****

I go in for a massage and the girl who works there has no other clients for the day. She locks the door since she is the only one working and the massage room is in the back of the shop. She says "Go on into the room and strip down. The table and towel are all ready for you. We'll start with your backside so lay face down under the towel and I'll be in there in a minute after I've finished heating up the massage oil."

I undress fairly quickly to be ready and get under the towel before she can get back so I'll be ready AND so she doesn't see my tiny package. I'm only about 2 inches soft. When I'm really turned on it gets to 4.5 inches but my semi hard state is only 3.5-4 inches. Either way...it's tiny!

I probably could have left my underwear on but she said strip. She's the masseuse here after all...

She comes in, sets the oil on the table and turns on some quiet, soothing music with rainforest background noise. I'm a bit nervous as she is about 39-40 years old, 5' 9" tall, has perfect skin, a beautiful smile, light green eyes a man could get lost in, small perky titties and shoulder length curly auburn hair with light blonde highlights. Her name is Jules. 

"Are you ready?" She asks. 

"Yes." I'm early 30s but my voice cracks a bit like I hit puberty again. 

She softly giggles. "Don't worry, I'm here to take care of you and relieve your stress. Nothing to be worried or ashamed of. Just relax baby."

I take a deep breath and Jules begins working on my head and neck, caressing them ever so gently but enough pressure to knock those kinks out. She keeps working down my back, arms and to my legs with similar technique but skips my upper thighs and buttock area. She must've sensed I wondered why. 

"Don't worry. I'll get those areas in a moment."

After 15 minutes Jules finishes with my feet and then grabs hold if my upper thigh/buttocks region. As she starts rubbing my little willie starts to twitch. My body shivers a bit and I'm nervous since I'm sure she knows I'm getting a bit aroused. 

After about 5 more minutes she says it's time to roll over and do the front. I'm a bit afraid as my little willie is now semi hard and the only thing between me and her is a towel. I'm afraid that if I roll over the towel might move or slip off and expose me.

"Let me help you" Jules says as she tries to keep the towel in place over me but as I turn my hand gets caught and yanks the towel from her hand and pulls it from her grasp. I'm already in process of turning over...no time to turn back. I'm now laying front side up and fully nude on the table in front of her. 

"Oh...OH, my, um...I, uh" 

she stammers as she sees my half chub staring her in the face.

I gasp!

"I'm so sorry, it...the towel just came out of my hands."

I watch her say those words to me as her eyes are fixated on my crotch region. She chuckles slightly.

I instinctively put my hand over my wiener and balls but at the same time knowing it's too late. She's seen it. 

"Oh, baby...you're embarrassed. I'm sorry. I shouldn't laugh. It's just, well, it's so cute. The cutest little baby-sized winky I've ever seen"

My face goes beet red and a tear wells up in my eye. 

"Shhh.." Jules says, "It's ok. Like I said, I'm here to help you relax and relieve tension. Besides, I really like your little guy there and he obviously likes me." She goes to move my hands away from my crotch...somehow I've no power to stop her from doing it. 

"See, look how he's standing up there. And it's very pretty." She touches my pee pee, "And soft too. I bet you lotion him up quite a bit?"

I can't speak, I just nod a confirming yes. 

"Does it feel good when you do that?" she asked me. 

Again, I nod yes. 

"I bet it does. Let's see if we can't continue that lotion regimen for him huh, would you like that sweetie?"

This time I speak, but with a cracking voice..."Yes please.."

"What good manners, we'll have to reward that for such a cute little boy huh?"

"Cute?" I asked, more surprised that she was still here and not bursting out of the room laughing. I didn't even think to ask about this reward she mentioned. 

"Yes baby doll, cute. I think you're just sweet and this little penis proves it. I bet he even..."

And just as she was asking, Jules glanced down at my little guy again and saw a slow, small but steady flow of pre cum was trickling out of my tiny mushroom head. 

"That's sexy little man. How's it taste?" 

Before I could say anything she bent down and gently licked the droplets from my pecker and licked her lips.

"Mmmmm...yummy! Ok, time to take care of you my little sweetie-pie. Just let Jules take care of you baby."

She reached for some more massage oil and started going to work on my mid section. 

I couldn't believe it, see wasn't running in disgust or immediately texting her friends or laughing about the tiny penis she just saw! She lovingly caressed my balls with one hand, gently rubbing the warm oil over my little ball sac while at the same time stroking my pee pee with great care and attention. Mind you, she only needed 3 fingers for my willie but it was heaven!

Her touch kept me fully aroused but she pulled back a bit whenever my balls and penis twitched so she could keep me from cumming. 

"Not yet my little boy, I'll let you cum when I say you're ready ok? That's my good boy."

"Yes ma'am." I mustered as she continued to fondle me. I held my load back as she said, wanting badly not to disappoint her. 

After about 5 more minutes of this she stopped. She stepped back and began to unbutton her top. 

"Ok," Jules said, "It's time for the first part of your reward"

Jules took off her blouse, unhooked her bra and let it drop to the floor to reveal her beautiful bare breasts. They were even perkier than I'd imagined!

She adjusted my legs so they were spread just ever so slightly. Then she reached for some more of the warm oil and put it on her hand. I had an idea of what I thought was happening...I was right!

Jules lowered her head toward my crotch at the same time her oiled hand went between my legs and under my ass where she felt around for and found my asshole with her finger. As her finger slowly entered my behind I could feel her lips close around my pee pee and begin to lick and suck me like I'd never felt before! 

I didn't realize I could receive this much ecstasy at once, not to mention discover someone who would enjoy my tiny penis so much! It felt amazing, I hoped it would never end!

Jules took her mouth off my winky for just a moment, "Remember, hold it in until I say it's time ok?"

"Ohh...k," I moaned. 

"Good boy," she said and then continued back on the best BJ anyone had ever received. I don't know how I held back but I did. 

For 10 minutes this went on! Feeling her finger massage the inside of my anus while beautiful, full lips continued sucking my little penis I thought, it will never get better than this. Then Jules stopped sucking one last time...

"Ok, it's time. When you're ready let your load go baby!"

She returned to sucking but this time...

Jules hummed while sucking on my sex button causing a stir on my wee wee I've never felt before in my life! I felt vibrations of sheer delight flow through my small cock and it felt like it was trying to grow another inch too, as if it would rip out of the skin. 

Meanwhile, her finger was quickly circling around in my butt, stimulating my prostate gland. All these things happening at once, it was the most uncontrollable mix of hurt and pleasure is ever experienced and just when I thought I couldn't take it anymore...

"OOOHHHHHHHH...AHHHHHHH..."I screamed as I felt what seemed like gallons of semen pour out of my dick into Jules' mouth!

"Mmmm..mmmm..mmmm," Jules moaned as she swallowed it all. 

I lay there shivering for a couple minutes, unable to speak. Jules cleans the corner of her mouth, just the little dribble she couldn't get down, and then proceeded to get a warm washcloth and gently rub my genitals down to not only get the small amount of cum left but to help relax my spent little willie. 

"Wow! I didn't think you'd have quite that much in you. Your little balls hold more than I thought huh?"

I looked at her, still flush in the face and unable to talk, and nodded yes. 

"Well, how did you like your reward? That's what good boys with manners get, a special treat. Did you enjoy it?"

I caught my breath, swallowed and finally said, "It was amazing, thank you!"

"You're welcome. Now, our session is over but I'm gonna need to schedule us another one. However, I think this good little boy needs extra special attention with multiple visits a week and in a more comfortable setting." Jules stated. 

"When and where?" I asked. 

"We'll meet again tomorrow at 6 pm at my house. Does that work for you sweetie?"

I told her it would be perfect. 

"Great. Now, get dressed and go home for tonight. I've gotta clean up around here and close up."

She left the room and I got dressed. I have to admit, I was a bit week in the knees. I could barely stand up as I put my clothes back on. She had sucked the life out of me...and I couldn't have loved it more! Jules gave me her address and phone number when I came out of the room. 

"See you tomorrow honey," she said as she let me out if the shop. "Have a good night." She kissed me and I could taste a bit of my own cum on her tongue. I liked it!

"You too, see you tomorrow." I said as I walked to my car. 

I couldn't wait. Looked like I found someone who appreciated and wanted to continue to appreciate my short-comings. That made me happy and I couldn't wait to continue our sessions together.



Massage Parlor Sister



"So, how long's it been?" Hank asked as they moved into the plush waiting room.

"About two weeks," Kyle answered. He eyed the soft couches but didn't sit. There was soft music coming from hidden speakers and the scent of sweet flowers was wafting in from the open doorway that led to the private rooms.

"Not since you last fucked, dumbass," Hank laughed. "How long's it been since you went home?"

Kyle gave him an evil stare. "Seven years," he said. "Almost to the day. Thanks for bringing up a sore subject."

Hank clapped him on his back, laughing all the more. He had a sick sense of humor. Sometimes Kyle wondered why he ever hung out with him. They'd met a few years back in a dive much like this on the outskirts of Paris. Hank had no language skills, whereas Kyle was fluent in several languages. But Hank had money and Kyle...he had funds, but he pretended otherwise. Hank was loud and drew lots of attention, just what Kyle needed to keep himself in the background.

And no matter where they went, Hank knew just where to find drugs, drink, or pussy. "It's good to be back," Kyle said aloud. Back in the States, he meant.

Seven years. Seven years since he'd fled his hometown, his family, his life. A long time. Boston was only three hours away from Littleton, and he wondered if his family was still there. He wondered if Kim was still there.

Kim. He didn't let himself think about his sister much. There was too much guilt there. He had just turned eighteen when he'd fled the hell his father had made of their lives, leaving his younger sister behind. How many times had he lost sleep over that? Over the fact that he'd abandoned his little sister to his father's mercy?

A well-dressed woman appeared in the doorway. "Good evening," she said. "I'm Mandy. Are you ready for your massages?"

"Hell yeah," Hank said, snorting laughter. "Bring `em on!"

Mandy smiled indulgently. "You've very generously paid for a full evening," she said. "And you're in luck. You two are our only clients tonight. I'm giving you our best ladies at no additional cost. Now, if you'll follow me sir." She indicated Hank. "I'll take you back first and come back for your friend."

Hank whooped again as he followed Mandy through the door. Kyle watched them go in some relief. Mandy returned a few minutes later. "Your friend is quite the character," she said. She squinted at him. "You look familiar. Are you sure this is your first time here?"

Kyle laughed. "Very sure. I've been out of the country for awhile."

"Ah. Well, then. Follow me." She turned and sashayed down the hall, swinging her hips. Kyle followed, staring at her juicy ass. He was already hard in anticipation. She led him down a maze of hallways to a door painted pink, then through it into a softly lit room. The walls were draped with cloth making it seem exotic, and the carpet on the floor was thick and shaggy. Mandy indicated a massage table in the center of the room. "Take off all your clothes and lay down on the table," she said. "There are towels over there if you'd like to cover up. Your lady for this evening is called Star, and I believe I owe you an apology concerning her."

"Eh?" Kyle said. He was already disrobing. Mandy stared at his chest as it became exposed and licked her lips.

"I promised you our most experienced ladies," Mandy said. "Star doesn't have a lot of experience. But she is VERY good at what she does. A natural, I would say. And...my instincts tell me she's the woman for you. In more ways than one, I think. I'm not sure why. But my instincts are seldom wrong about this."

"I'm not looking for romance," Kyle said, removing his pants. Mandy had moved to the door but lingered to admire his body.

"Neither is she, I assure you," she told him. "Star...well, I shouldn't say anymore. Enjoy your stay with us, sir. Once you've had your shower and feel you're ready, just press that little button by the doorway. Star will be in shortly after that." She left, closing the door behind her. Kyle finished stripping and opened the glass door to the shower. Hank knew how to pick the good places, and he had no qualms about cleaning himself before enjoying a whore. If they expected him to be clean, then she would be too.

The soap they provided had no scent and left his skin feeling clean and tingly. He used it on his hair as well, then spent extra time cleaning his crotch. He was achingly hard by the time he got out and reached for the towels. He folded his clothes neatly and lay them on the shelf provided, then he finished toweling himself dry. The towels went into a hamper. He paused to inspect himself. He was as ready as he'd ever be. The massage table didn't look comfortable enough for sex, but he supposed they'd move to a bedroom before long. He rang the bell.

The table had a place to cradle his face as he lay on his stomach, and it had a recess in the right place to accommodate his erection. He felt a strange excitement, something he didn't usually feel in a situation like this. Almost like something special was going to happen. A few minutes passed before the door opened again. He didn't bother to look up. It didn't matter to him if Star was pretty or not, just that he got the relief he needed.

"Hello," a soft feminine voice said. "I'm Star." He could hear her moving around the room. The lights dimmed even further and she lit a few candles. He looked up briefly as she passed. She was exactly the type he liked, score one for Mandy's instincts. Star was extremely thin, like a model, and her skin was darkly tanned. She was wearing a very flimsy white silk robe that ended just below her crotch, giving him an excellent view of her thin legs. Her hair, dyed crimson red, hung straight, draped over her delicate shoulders. He couldn't see her face from that angle, but that was of no consequence. He did see her hands, though. Long fingers with black-painted nails. He smiled. Someone he knew once had loved black nails too.

Damn Hank for stirring up those memories. Kyle shoved them aside and lay face down again. He WOULD NOT think of the past right now. He listened to Star moving about, opening jars and drawers. He heard the rustle of cloth that he hoped was her robe hitting the floor. Then her hands were on his back, warm and soft, spreading a slippery gel over his skin. "You've got an all over tan," she commented. "Tanning booth?"

He groaned as she swept her hands up his back. She really was good. "I spent the last week in Spain," he told her. "Nude beach. Very nice."

"I've always wanted to go to Europe," she said. She leaned over his back and he felt small nude breasts brush his skin. "I have to get my tan from a salon. No place to go about in the nuddy here. The rest of me is all natural, though. Well, except the hair," she laughed, her delicate hands kneading his back expertly. "Hope that's okay with you," she added.

Kyle furrowed his brow. "Why wouldn't it be?," he asked. 

"I mean...I have small boobs," she replied a bit hesitantly.

Kyle grinned. "I actually prefer small breasts," he said. "And petite women. Just like you. Love the hair, by the way."

"Thanks," she said. There was genuine pleasure in her voice.

The table creaked a little as Star climbed onto it. She straddled his thighs, bare flesh on bare flesh, and leaned over his back to run her hands up his spine. He groaned. "You're good at this," he said.

"Thanks," she acknowledged. "But I'm not that experienced. You might be disappointed that you didn't pick someone else."

He laughed. "I didn't exactly pick you," he said. "Mandy just brought me to you. But I think you'll do fine."

She lay on his back until her breasts were pressed to his skin. She was a petite little thing, and light as a feather. It felt wonderful taking all of her weight on him. She planted a soft kiss on the nape of his neck. Long, soft hair cascaded over his cheeks, smelling of vanilla. "You're sweet," she said softly. She trailed her hot tongue down his back. "How many lovers have you had?"

"Not many," he said. "I mean, I've had more than average I guess. But I wouldn't call them lovers. That feels nice."

She reached the bottom of his spine and continued over his ass cheeks, sliding herself to the end of the table. He felt the heat of her pussy on his calf. Then he jumped as she spread his ass cheeks and stuck her tongue between them. "Mmmm," she said. "You cleaned yourself very well. I admire that in a man." Her hot tongue flicked over his asshole and the tip found it's way past his sphincter. Kyle groaned loudly. She continued to lick his ass for a few minutes before finally returning to his back.

"Wow," he said hoarsely. "That's new."

She giggled. "New for me too," she said. "I don't know why I did that. I just feel...safe with you. Is that weird?"

"A little," he said. "You don't even know me."

"I know." She lay over him again and hugged him from behind. "You don't know me either. That makes us even."

"How old are you?" he asked, knowing he shouldn't.

She hesitated. "Nineteen," she said at last. "Is that too young for you?"

"No."

"I didn't think so." She licked his neck again. "How old are you?"

"Twenty-five."

"Kinky," she said, but didn't explain why she thought so. She swung herself around. He saw her feet dangle off the table by his face and felt the heat of her moist cunt on his upper back as she lay on him backwards. She spread his cheeks again and he moaned as her tongue returned to his backdoor. "I want to suck your cock now," she said.

She lifted one leg and put her foot on the table, lifting her body off him enough for him to roll himself over. He found himself staring up at her sweet pussy, tanned flesh surrounding brown, glistening outer lips without a single pubic hair in sight. His cock brushed her soft cheek as he settled down, and her hand closed around his shaft right away. She groaned softly. "Damn, you've got a big one," she said. "I've never had one this thick inside me before. How long is it?"

He felt puzzled. "Seven inches," he said. "You really don't have much experience, do you?"

She planted a soft kiss on the end of his cock. "I've got enough," she told him. "Most guys I've been with had little dicks, that's all. And besides, you know, you're thicker than average. Mmmm." She closed her lips around the end of his cock and let it slide into her mouth. He groaned and resisted an urge to shove his hips upward. Her lips were thick and pliant and rode down his shaft an inch at a time, bobbing up and down to wet his shaft with her saliva as her delicate hand stroked him into her hot mouth. He could smell her pussy above his face, the odor of arousal that called to him. She reached the bottom of his cock, her pert nose pressing into his balls as she deep-throated him. She came back up with a slurping sound, applying gentle suction. 

Kyle groaned. He held her hips and pulled her down. She shifted her legs to lower herself onto his mouth, delivering her sweet pussy to his waiting lips. He covered her slit with his mouth, running his tongue through her moistness eagerly. She had a wonderful taste. Clean, yet unmistakably pussy. She began to move her mouth up and down his dick, using her hand to jack his shaft slick with her spit, her tongue doing magical things. He pushed his tongue into her, wondering how many cocks had been in there before and not caring. For tonight, this amazing creature belonged to him.

It had been too long since his last fuck and she was just too good. Within five minutes he knew he was going to cum. She was making moaning sounds around his cock, grinding her pussy on his tongue. Her lithe body quivered, and he wondered if she was faking it. He took his mouth off her pussy long enough to warn her, "I'm gonna cum!"

She pulled off his cock wetly as he expected. Whore's never swallowed. "It's okay," she said, smacking her lips. "I want you to cum in my mouth." She took his cock in again before he had time to express his surprise. He pulled her pussy back to his mouth, sucking her juices for all he was worth as she bobbed her talented lips up and down his cock, working her hand on his shaft as her other hand toyed with his balls. She moaned loudly as the first shot of his cum jetted into her mouth. She deep throated him, her tongue fluttering all around his shaft as he emptied himself into her mouth. She slammed her hips down and her pussy began to spasm on his tongue. There was no doubt that she was cumming too. Hot, syrupy fluid ran into his mouth even as he filled hers with his salty cum. She made swallowing noises and lifted her head as he began to subside. She stroked his shaft with her hand, milking him, moaning with the head of his cock trapped between her soft lips. She quivered again as another spasm raced through her swollen pussy. He let his head fall back, gasping, as she took his cock from her mouth.

"Oh wow," she said hoarsely. "I don't know why I did that. I just wanted to taste your load for some reason." She began to kiss the length of his shaft. "You taste sweet. You're a great pussy-licker, by the way."

"Thanks," he said, smiling. "I hope you're not done for the night."

She laughed. "Not quite. I'm multi-orgasmic. You're still hard."

"That's my gift," he said. "Especially if a beautiful woman like you keeps kissing it."

She paused. "I...we have to keep this professional, you know."

"I know," he said, realizing that he'd been thinking along other lines. Why did this woman affect him so?

She took his cock back into her mouth, cleaning him. "I'd love to feel this inside me now. Are you ready?"

"You bet." He rose up onto his elbows as she swung her leg over him, climbing off. She stepped to the carpeted floor and used both hands to push her thick red hair back from her face. She looked into his face smiling...

...and the smile faded instantly.

"Kim!" he gasped, recognizing his own sister.

"Oh my God," she choked. "Kyle! It's you!"

She looked different, all grown up now, but he'd never forget that face. That beautiful face. She looked more mature than the last time he had seen her, naturally, and her eyes looked more weary, but it was still his baby sister he gazed at. And yet a part of him saw her from a different perspective. That part of him took in her nudity, her lovely body, her incredible beauty, and he wanted her in the worst way, like he'd never wanted anyone else in his life.

There were the usual questions. Where had he been all this time? What happened to their parents? How did she come to work at a whorehouse? Many questions, but few answers they were ready to impart. All that really mattered to them in that moment was the presence of the other and the knowledge of what they had already done.

"Mom? Dad?" he asked.

"Dad's dead," she said in a flat voice. "Heart attack, two years ago. I don't know where Mom is. After Dad was gone, she started going through boyfriends like a dog tears through steak. She went back to doing drugs. Got really bad. I left home the day I turned eighteen and never looked back. Just like you."

That hurt. "I'm sorry," he said.

"Don't be," she told him gently, laying a hand on his naked chest. "Everyone asked about you. Wanted to know what happened. Dad was never the same again, that was for sure. I mean, you almost neutered him, big brother! You had to run. I know that. I don't blame you."

He was not yet ready to allow himself to feel relief. "It's good to hear that," he said.

"Seven years," she said. The way she said it told him she understood what it meant. The statute of limitations had run out on his crime. As if his father would ever have reported how a skinny guy like him could have beat him in a fight and left him very uniquely crippled. "I'm glad you came home," she added.

He clasped her hand in his own. "Me, too," he said. He could feel her trembling slightly. Or maybe it was him. Her hand, so soft and delicate, fit snugly inside his own. Fingers interlaced without thought, intimately. He smiled at his sister, filled with love. And longing. 

She felt it, too."What do we do now?" she wondered aloud, nervously. She turned to stare at his cock."You're still hard." She put her other hand onto him, wrapping around his shaft gently. He shivered and tried to pull away.

"Kim...we can't. We've done too much already."

"Exactly," she said, smiling. "We've done too much to go back to being brother and sister, Kyle. Tell me you don't want to do more." She sidled closer until their bodies touched. "I want to do more, big brother."

He knew what he had to tell her. She was his sister, and he was so sorry he hadn't been around to protect her. He knew he had hurt their father, but he had no idea if the hurt was permanent or enough to convince the old pervert to keep away from Kim. He shouldn't have left, and yet he'd had no choice. And she seemed to understand that. Seemed to forgive him. Kyle hadn't left her in any danger at all. Mom...well, there was no sense of loss there, either. 

Kyle still wanted to know how his sister ended up here, doing this. It was difficult to think with her hand coaxing his sagging cock back to full hardness. She was, essentially, a prostitute. He could not judge her. He had done some unsavory things over the years to keep himself alive as well. The past was meant to be in the past. What mattered was the here and now, and in that moment what he wanted was not what a brother was supposed to want from his sister.

She smiled at him as if reading his thoughts. Her stroking hand was her answer to his unspoken question. She, at least, showed no qualms about continuing what they had started. "All we have is each other, Kyle," she told him. "It was fate that you came to my room tonight. I think this was meant to be."

He reached for her, stroking her cheek lovingly. "I want to think so," he admitted. "But..."

She put two fingers on his lips, shushing him. "No buts," she said. "We aren't those people anymore. No one knows you're my brother, that I could be your sister." She kissed him, and he took her into his arms, holding her tightly as their tongues met for the first time.

"I love you, Kyle," she whispered between kisses. "I always have. You've come back to me. Please don't leave me again."

"I won't," he said. "I promise."

She moaned as they kissed again. She took his hand and put it on her small breast. It fit into his grasp perfectly. Her hard nipple pressed into his palm, her tongue danced in his mouth, and she was absolutely right. It did not matter that an accident of birth had made them siblings. She was the one he was always meant to be with. He knew it. Seven years of searching for something he could not identify, trying to assuage a longing he wanted to deny. 

And here she was. Groaning, he pulled her to him again. "I want you," he said. "Incest be damned. I want to make you mine."

"I've always been yours, big brother," she whispered. She pushed away from him gently. Taking him by the hand, she led him off the table and to the back of the room. Pulling back one of the gauzy wall-hangings revealed a hidden door. Beyond that was a scene from the Arabian Nights, a huge sunken area filled with silken pillows and hung all about with sheer cloth, lit softly by concealed lamps. She walked onto the cushions pulling her brother behind her.

"Kim," he said as they reached the center and turned to embrace one another, "Once we've done this, once we've made love, what do we do then?"

"We're not making love right now," she said. "I want you to fuck me. We'll make love later." She pressed her mouth to his and pulled him down to the cushions.

She let go of him and spread herself out before him. He dropped to his knees in front of her, gazing with unabashed desire at his sister's body. She spread her legs wide, face blushing. "How do I look?" she asked.




Massage Parlor Sister



"Sis," he croaked. She was so beautiful, the stuff of dreams. His dreams. He'd been running for so long, and now he'd come full circle. He'd come home. His sister's body was utterly perfect. She spread her legs wide and her pussy opened like a flower, bright pink inside and glistening with moisture, beckoning. He fell over her, catching himself on his arms, and kissed her as his hard cock stroked through her slit. She moaned and wrapped her arms around him. She lifted her legs high into the air, offering herself to him completely. They kissed passionately, consumed by a lust that was as welcome as it was forbidden.

He rotated his hips and his cock fell into place at her entrance like it had always been meant to be. As he pushed forward, entering her body for the first time, she clawed his back with her short fingernails and moaned loudly. She wrapped her legs around his waist, digging her heels into his ass cheeks urging him to go deeper, to become a part of her. She was so tight, much tighter than he'd have expected of a whore. But she wasn't a whore. She was his sister. She was HIS. He eased back a bit then slammed into her, burying his cock in his sister's pussy.

Kim screamed and her body stiffened beneath him. "Yes!" she cried out. Her head fell back to the cushions and he could see tears streaming from her eyes. "Jesus! My brother is inside me!"

"Kim!," he groaned. He eased his cock back and slammed into her again, rocking her body. She yelped. "Sorry," he gasped, not sure if he meant it.

"It's fine! Fuck me, big brother," she hissed into his ear. He obeyed, driving his cock in and out of her body with long, steady strokes. He watched her beautiful face, contorted now with ecstatic pleasure, her crimson hair spread around her head like a halo. She was an angel. He was fucking an angel.

Her pussy was incredibly slick. And hot. He'd never experienced anything like this before. She was utterly perfect, so perfect it made him want to cry. Why did she have to be his sister? Why did she have to be forbidden?

"Kiss me," she begged, her body shaking violently. He mashed his lips to hers as she panted through her nose and moaned loudly into his mouth. She came like a cannon, her muscles spasming like machine gun fire. He shoved himself into her as deeply as he could and rode out the storm, and as soon as she had relaxed a little he resumed fucking her, sawing his cock in and out of her hot tightness.

"Oh, shit," she panted. "No one's ever made me cum by fucking me before."

He pushed into her as far as he could and paused. "Are you kidding?" he asked.

She shook her head, flinging hair from side to side. She wiped wetness from her face and pulled his cheek to hers. "I love you," she whispered. "You're the only man who's ever made me cum, Kyle. Ever. I've only ever cum before when I did it myself. See? We were meant for each other."

He moaned deeply and turned his head so he could kiss her. She sucked his tongue eagerly as he began to fuck her again, driving his cock in and out of her strongly. "I'm going to cum," he told her. "Oh, Christ, I'm going to cum, Sis."

"Don't pull out," she begged. "I'm safe, I'm on the pill. Cum inside me, big brother. Fill me up!"

He groaned and slammed into her again and again as his orgasm surged up through his body. Waves of intense pleasure consumed his soul, pouring out of his body and into hers. She hugged her body to his tightly, screaming as another climax rippled through her smaller body. His cum felt white hot as it exploded out of his cock and jetted into his sister's body. He pushed into her hard as her rippling pussy muscles milked the last drops of his orgasm out of him.

He sagged over her, panting. She held onto him awhile longer as her body jerked and twitched, her strong climax bouncing back and forth from her brain to her pussy in faint aftershocks. Finally her arms and legs relaxed and she splayed weakly on the cushions. He pulled his softening cock out of her and rolled to the side, falling back with a satisfied sigh. A moment later she rolled toward him and threw an arm over his chest, a leg over his lap.

"That was...incredible," she said, still panting.

He put his arm around her and drew her closer, kissed the top of her head. "We've done a terrible thing," he said.

"Bullshit," she said tartly. "Incest? I don't care. I'll do it again and again. Forever." She looked up at his face. "Wouldn't you?"

He didn't even have to think about it. "Of course," he said. "But...you have to quit your job."

She laughed. "Anything you say, big brother." She inched up so she could kiss him. Her pussy rubbed over his hip leaving a wet trail as his cum dripped out of her. "But you have to promise me something."

"Anything."

"Don't say that until you hear what it is," she warned. She took a deep breath. "I want to be your woman. Your only woman. Promise me."

"Anything," he repeated. She squealed in delight and crawled over him, straddling his waist.

"I love you, big brother," she said.

He ran his hands up her lovely naked body. "I love you too, Sis." They kissed ardently at first before slowing into a gentle, loving exchange. They had the whole night ahead of them. And after that, the rest of their lives.

It wasn't going to be easy, but then again they had no family other than each other. No one ever had to know they were brother and sister. "We could get married one day," he said, thinking aloud.

She rose up to stare hard at him. "Are you serious?" she asked.

He set his jaw firmly. "Yeah," he told her. "I guess I am."

"You love me that way?"

"I do."

"But you haven't seen me in seven years."

"I know. But I'm seeing you now." He pushed a lock of hair from her face, tucking it behind her ear. "And what I see, I want to keep."

"Oh Kyle," she swooned and kissed him again. "Take me again, big brother. Make me cum again. Fuck me and fuck me. I'll be yours forever!"

He pushed her hips down toward his crotch, toward his swelling cock, and gave into the inevitable.



Massage Parlor Trip



My wife, Mrs. V, decided we needed to get an erotic couples massage. We've both enjoyed many massages over the years. Hot stone, deep tissue, etc. However, after watching tons of porno-centric massages, she thought it was time to get a massage that was going to stretch the limits of the law and as it turns out, her pussy too.

We had to find masseuses that met our needs. This was not easy. Anyone who says it is, is either lying or isn't to concerned about being arrested. First, a little online searching showed that there are thousands of ladies that give "massages." Many look to good to be true and are a little forward in their advertising. Not being interested in a night in jail, we avoided many that looked like a police sting.

Second, and this was the near impossible task, finding a male masseuse for her. The industry is female. Great for me, but my wife wanted a straight man or at least a man that acted straight. She wasn't getting her hair done; she wasn't looking for playful gossip. She was looking to get a great massage and her brains fucked out. I spent every available evening emailing and/or calling hundreds of promising prospects. I took nearly two weeks but found what we were looking for.

One of the masseuses had a boyfriend that was interested. They had an open relationship and had done a handful of massages like we were looking for. He wasn't a professional but he picked up a lot of the trade over the years dating the masseuse. Finally, two weeks of frustration was going to be rewarded, this Friday was massage night.

It was an agonizing few days, but Friday finally arrived. We were meet at the parlor by both Beth and Jack (names changed). My wife, Mrs. V, immediately took to Jack. He's a fairly handsome man, in excellent shape. He still had his six-pack. He was also very engaging and immediately poured on the charm. My wife being the adventurous one gave his crotch a squeeze and revealed he had a little something extra down there too. Once I knew Mrs. V was happy I checked out Beth. She was exactly what you'd expect from a masseuse. Everything was a tight little package with long brunette hair. Looks like we were going to enjoy ourselves.

With the introductions complete, Beth was all business. She started her prepared masseuse speech as she gave a quick tour that ultimately end at the door of our changing room. Once alone, my wife and I quickly undressed. It was easy to see how energized she was. Her pussy lips were getting puffy and slick, as well as a distant/thinking look in her eyes. I assumed she was thinking about her grope at the parlor entrance. I slipped behind her rubbing my hardening cock on her ass and wrapping my arms around her. As I started to tweak her nipples she confirmed my suspicion. The first words she spoken to me since our arrival, "I think Jack is hiding a pretty large cock in those shorts. Hmmm, I hope I'm right." We slipped on our robes, stepped in to the hall and found Beth and Jack waiting for us. 

A few short minutes later, Mrs. V and I found ourselves face down on our massage tables. We gave each other a knowing smile and settled in. To be honest for the next 15-20 minutes I forgot about my wife. Beth was giving me a great rub down. All the tension was leaving my body. I was so relaxed that I forgot this was not your everyday type massage. My wife began to moan and I woke to reality. I turned my head to see what my wife was doing. I should have remembered, we weren't paying to be the one's "doing" anything. Jack was doing all the work. My wife's tits become hyper sensitive when she gets horny. Jack's rub down had obviously gotten her that way and now Jack had her on her back and was massaging both her tits. He had two "F" cup handfuls and was putting some good pressure on them. 

My wife started to gyrate her hips and moan loader. Now I know what is coming next. Poor Jack had no clue. After a few more minutes Mrs. V asks him to start twisting her nipples. Of course he's not twisting hard enough, this causes my wife, with a sterner voice, to tell him to really clamp down and twist the hell of them. Now my wife looks like she's having a mini seizure. Her ass is gyrating completely up off the table, her breathing is raspy and eyes are screwed shut. I love this look, it gives me a great sense of dominance or submissiveness ... it just depends on our mood. If I'm in a dominant mood at this stage I can get my wife beg; yell I'm the biggest stud in the world; she'll tell me she'll fuck and suck a 100 men until they drown her in cum; or eat pussy like a starving dyke while my cock is buried in her ass. 

However, Jack wasn't going to get to be the dominant one. My wife wanted him submissive and Jack was going to be her bitch. I position myself to watch and make it easier for Beth to give me a slow, greasy hand job.

Then out of seemingly nowhere my wife's hand grabs Jack's hair and he's tugged to her chest. She tells him he better be a better titty sucker and than titty twister. Next thing Jack knows his mouth is slammed on a tit. She's verbally and physically abusing Jack now. His head is yanked from tit to tit. She's ordering him to suck, bite, and lick. He's scolded when he does it too hard, scolded when he does it too light. She's got a handful of his hair and makes it obvious he is there for her pleasure.

In the meantime, Beth now has my cock in her mouth, but she's not into it. She's got her head bent around and is watching her boyfriend being abused. She looks a little concerned, but I don't really care. I grab her head and push her deep on my cock. She gets the hint and starts to do her job.

I turn my attention back to Mrs. V. Jack now looks resigned to his fate. There's no resistance left in him. She's yanks him to the left, she yanks him to the right. Doesn't matter, once he's where she wants him, he attacks her tits. Her tits are red, swollen and covered in saliva. Now she ready for some finger fucking. She orders Jack to slip a finger in to her pussy and get a good rhythm going. Mrs. V likes to build up to her orgasm. She likes it to last. As he continues to suck on her tits, she keeps ordering another finger and little faster pace.

At about 10 minutes, she grabs a larger bunch of hair, jerks his head and tells him to start finger fucking the hell of her and to bite really hard. She tells him if he lets up his assault she'll rip that handful of hair right off his head. Well I guess Jack likes his hair. He did exactly as he was told. Despite my wife going into a full-blown orgasmic seizure he keeps his hand slamming into her pussy at light speed and his teeth clamped on her tits.

In the mean time I can't take any more. Despite Beth's lapses in proper cock sucking, I was ready to cum. (I'm guessing she kept stealing glimpses of Jack to make sure he was ok.) I grab a handful of Beth's hair and start hammering away at her throat. She's gasping for air, her face is turning red, spit is flying. Finally, I pull her tight to my crotch and blast shot after shot straight down her throat. She gags a little, but she's a trooper, she keeps her head down and lets me fill her up.

Now I turn my attention back to Mrs. V and Jack. It's been about 10 more minutes and she finally collapses from the orgasm. She loosens her grip on his hair and pushes him away. Jack not sure what to do just stands there sheepishly. Another minute or two passes and Mrs. V takes a deep breath, smiles at Jack and says her pussy is soaked with her cum. He needs to clean her up and suck her pussy dry. Either out of joy or fear Jack wastes no time. Like a flash he's got his mouth on her pussy. He's licking her everywhere. Anything that looks like pussy juice he's licking it up. His tongue works every inch of that pussy. He then sticks his tongue in as deep as it will go. This little extra effort pushes Mrs. V over the edge. She grabs his head, clamps down and fills his mouth with cum. A minute later Jack lifts his wet and smiling face. 

For the first time my wife looks over at me. She's got a huge smile, that grows even larger when she notices Beth lazily sucking and licking my cock. She pushes up on her elbows and announces to Jack and Beth that its time to start fucking!