0 comments/ 102301 views/ 3 favorites Massage Surprise By: Lazarus The relationship between a masseuse and a client is a unique one. This is particularly true in a small town. Outside of the office we are on a "Hi how are you doing" conversation level and we each know the same people. Some of my friends are clients of hers and some of her friends are clients of mine in my computer business. I've been going to the same masseuse now for three years. Once a month I go in and have my stress magically melted away. At first I was a once or twice a year client but I've settled into the once a month rut. The massage itself has changed only slightly over the years. I recall that I was somewhat shy at first when she told me to "take everything off" that very first day. I had no reason to be afraid, she was professional and considerate and has always been so. Lately I have noticed that both of our inhibitions have relaxed. If she needs greater access to my thigh for example, she will move me to the position she needs and carefully make sure the cover or sheet is tucked so that I am not exposed. When I first went to her a buddy of mine bet me that "it would move". I took the bet and won. Massage was never about sex or anything like that. However the last several monthly visits that has begun to change slightly. I'm sure it is all my own thinking that has changed but I am finding that certain areas are very "stimulating" when massaged. I would lose the bet two out of three times the last few months. In fact the massage a few months ago felt like I was on fire when my thighs were being massaged. I could barely breath and "it" slipped out from underneath the sheet. She calmly and professionally covered me back up and moved on to the next part. I was embarrassed but neither of us mentioned it. The next session was less intense but still more arousing that previous month's. Then the next session was again intense and I became harder than I have in many years. Once again it popped out and was quickly covered up. The last session was again not as intense, I think because we talked so before it became quiet that I was not all that relaxed. I don't know but secretly I hope that next session will have that fire again. My marriage has not been at its best sexually and I have little opportunity for fiery arousal outside my erotic reading and writing. I suspect that's why the massage has become so arousing for me. I don't know what I hope will happen the next time (if anything) but I do know I like that feeling when my whole body is on fire from the hands on my thighs getting ever closer. Sigh...my next appointment is soon. ....... Today's my "birthday massage". June of each year I spring for the hour and a half massage instead of the normal one hour. I greet my masseuse warmly and make my way back to the room at her direction. As I quickly get undressed in the quiet room I realize I am already getting a little excited in anticipation. I smile to myself realizing I really have no hope of winning the bet today. Luckily the bet was a one time thing years ago. I slide face down under the cool sheet and slowly let myself relax. She came in and worked her magic on my neck and shoulders. I carry my stress there she says and she can tell its been a rough month at work. Her firm finger gradually dissolve the knots in my shoulders and work their way down to my back. She spends plenty of time on my lower back and butt. She told me once that men my age typically have pain in the lower back. She knows how to get rid of it though and soon I am melting into the table. I hardly notice when she finished with my arms and moved to the lower legs. She skillfully worked my calves feet and toes into submission. Then she began to work on the back of my thighs. I knew this was going to be one of the hot days. I began to stir as soon as her hands moved past my knee. She kneaded the back of my thigh and I felt the pang of desire as the flush of excitement coursed through my body. I began to wonder what would happen when I rolled over. Normally I was not this excited until she works on the front of my thighs. The fire in my body continued when she worked on the other thigh. Now I was so hard I was throbbing and uncomfortable on my stomach. As I rolled over I was relieved and embarrassed at the same time. The thin sheet she used during the summer months was forming an obvious tent. Mercifully she ignored the tent and propped up my leg to begin work on the front of my calves. She finished the calves and uncovered my thigh. Soon she was massaging the side and front of my thigh. Each pass of her hand was like fire I was throbbing now regularly. Even the bunched sheet could no longer hide the rock of my erection. I was beyond caring. Just as I felt I could not take it any more she stopped that leg and moved to the other. This one was even worse as I was already terribly aroused and could hardly imagine getting more so without exploding. Only the fear of embarrassment prevented me from cumming as she stroked my thigh. I almost begged her to touch me but I kept my mouth tightly clamped as finally she stopped. Once in a while she will leave the room to get a heat pack or some other thing. When she left this time I assumed that to be the case or maybe she was simply allowing me to calm down. I tried to calm down as she quickly opened the door. But seconds later she was back. Unexpectedly she went back to work on my thighs. Her touch seemed softer and less firm. Instead of working my muscles it seemed like she was purposely trying to arouse me. It worked. I was becoming so aroused now that I did not even notice when the sheet was pushed aside and I was completely exposed. I did notice when her hands began to rub up my thighs and up the side of my balls. The light touches were incredible as they worked there way up to my throbbing shaft. Suddenly it dawned on me what was happening and I opened my eyes and tried to sit up only find my wife standing there gently caressing my throbbing shaft. She smiled at me and motioned for me to relax and enjoy. And enjoy I did. She knew how to keep me on the edge. She continued the erotic massage, careful to keep me from cumming but making me insane with her fingers caressing my balls one moment then the shaft then circling the tip. That was the one that almost made it end too fast but she squeezed the base and kept it from happening while she built me up to the very edge and brought me back down. Like a skillful musician using every note one the scale she kept me on the edge between cumming and arousal driving me closer to insanity all the while. I managed to regain a little control as she cupped my balls in both hands. While it felt good I felt that I could keep myself from cumming. That is until she lowered her mouth on my shaft and flicked her tongue on the tip. She had to squeeze the base of my cock again to stop me from cumming. Soon she found herself having to maintain almost constant pressure to keep me from cumming. My arousal was so complete that I was constantly dripping pre-cum and throbbing. Mercifully she decided to allow me to cum. In a rapid motion she massaged the base of my balls, stroked my shaft and engulfed the head in her mouth. I tried to warn her that I was too close but she persisted. To my utter amazement she began to suck all the harder as I started to cum. She had only used her mouth once and seemed disgusted over the idea of allowing me to cum in her mouth. Having her do this for me made an already erotic moment all the more so. I exploded in her mouth while she drank down every drop. Licking and sucking until I could no longer stand it. In the cool dark afterglow of ecstasy I saw my bride look up at me with a gleam in her eye and cum on her lips to say "Happy Birthday darling". Indeed it was... Massage Surprise A client of my wife's had given her gift certificates to a massage parlor as present during the holiday season. Neither of us had ever been to get a massage but we figured with the stress of work and everything else it would be relaxing. We called and scheduled appointments for the upcoming weekend around 3 pm when we would both be off of work. I had always been curious when it came to massages; I read many stories people had written about receiving happy endings during a massage. Overall it seemed very erotic to have someone's hands rubbing all over your body. As the week went on I found myself thinking more and more about it. I was even masturbating with thoughts of what might happen when we went there. I kept wondering to myself if they had you fully undress or did you keep some item of clothing on during the massage. I had heard that most places even if you were fully undressed they had you lie down and cover your body with a sheet. I wondered if I would get aroused during the massage and have my hard cock exposed to whomever was massaging me. I kept wondering what would happen if the masseuse noticed I was hard would she be professional and just pretend she didn't notice or would she wrap her hand around my hard cock. I wasn't even sure if my wife and I were getting massaged in the same room since my wife had called to schedule the appointment. When Saturday rolled around I could barely contain my excitement in anticipation of what might happen. After my usual morning shower I went down to the kitchen to join my wife for breakfast. We talked a little while I cooked us some eggs with toast. Soon enough or conversation turned to the topic of our massages and what to expect. She told me on of the girls at her work had asked her if she was concerned about me being touched by another women. She told me she wasn't worried because the place we were going to was professional. It wasn't like one of those typical shady massage places with neon signs in the window. I laughed when she said this but in the back of my mind I was hoping that maybe she was wrong. As I looked at my wife I noticed she looked especially sexy this morning in her little silk nightgown. The material clung close to her body and showed off her curves very nicely. I loved staring at her ass because the material always lay so close against it that it sometimes even pushed in between her cheeks. I watched as she bent over the kitchen sink and began rinsing off our breakfast dishes. I began to get hard looking as the soft curves of her ass through the material, I guess after a few minutes she noticed me staring because she turned her head around to look at me. I followed her eyes as they gazed directly down at my now tenting pajama pants. As I watched she reached forward and turned the water off, then my eyes followed her hands as they made there way to the bottom of her nightgown. She slowed the lifted the material over ass cheeks letting it slide up to the small of her back. By this time my hand had moved down to my pajama pants and I was stroking my hard cock. I saw one of her hands let go of her nightgown and slide in between her body and the counter. I slowly pulled down my pants down letting my spring out as the waistband of my pants slid down my thighs. My wife began masturbating while looking back at me stroking my cock slowly getting harder and harder. She gave me a little smile then pushed her ass slightly back towards me inviting me to come join her. I kicked my pajama pants to the side as they had falling down to my feet at that point. I walked over to her with my hand still wrapped around my cock and I began kissing the back of her neck. She turned her head slightly more towards me and our mouths met in a deep kiss our tongues rolling over each other's. I let go of my cock as I kissed her my hands found their way to her hips. Her right hand was rubbing her clit while her left hand pressed against the countertop helping to give her balance. My cock pressed in between her soft ass cheeks as we continued kissing. I felt her hips moving causing my cock to slide up and down the crack of her ass. My cock was swelling to its fully potential as I felt it brush against her puckered little asshole. I almost came as my cock started to press against her asshole and slide its way in. Then I felt her fingers come from between her legs and reach up for my cock then they slowly started to wrap around it. Her fingers were warm and wet with the juices from her pussy. She slid her fingers up and down making cock slick with her wetness. Then she started to guide my cock back up until the head was pressed firmly against her asshole. I felt her hips push back as my cock started to ease its way into her tight little back door. I pushed my hips forward feeling her tight little asshole slide up the length of my cock as it started to swell getting even harder. When I had finally pushed in all the way her little ass cheeks were resting against my lap with my hard cock buried deep inside her ass. She kissed me deep letting her tongue wrap around mine as I heard her moan slightly into my mouth. I felt her tight little ass slowly begin to slide up the length of my cock and when she got to the top she pushed back down just as slow until I was all the way inside of her again. She pushed her tight ass up and down my cock as we kissed I felt her ass cheeks pushing against my lap. I loved the feeling of her tight little asshole and fucking her in our kitchen with her pressed against the counter was making me closer to cumming. She was had quickened her pace as she fucked my cock in and out of her ass. After a few minutes she pushed all the way down and I felt her ass cheeks pressing against me. Then her I felt her asshole start to quickly squeeze my hard cock and I knew she had started to cum. The feeling of her ass milking my cock as she started to cum was too much for me and soon enough I started pumping my warm cum into her tight asshole. As her orgasm started to die down she had moved forward a little and I could feel my warm cum sliding out of her asshole down the length of my cock. She parted her lips from mine and looked down between the both of us watching as my cum covered cock slid out of her ass. After we both caught our breath we made our way up stairs and got into the shower. When we were all dried off changed into our clothes for the day I grabbed my wife and started to give her a long kiss. As we parted she looked into my eyes and smiling she said "I guess you enjoyed fucking me in the kitchen". I then felt her hand make its way down to my cock, which was slowly starting to get hard again. She told me she was hoping I wouldn't be as horny after having sex in the morning. I asked her what she meant and she told me she didn't want me to get aroused while I was getting massaged. I laughed as I told her that would never happen, although in the back of my head I was thinking it might because I was really hard again already. My wife told me that when I got massaged she wanted me to keep my underwear on even if there was a sheet to cover me. I agreed although I didn't know whether I would actually keep that promise or not. About a half hour later we climbed into the car and were on our way to the massage parlor. I was located only a few miles from our home on a little quiet residential street. As we parked out front I looked at the sign then at the front of the building. I looked like an old Victorian house from the outside and had a nice wrap around porch. We got out of the car and walked up the wooden front steps to the front door. I turned the knob as we walked into a makeshift lobby entrance. I noticed there was a desk to the left of us and a bench straight ahead sitting against the wall. A young girl got up from behind the desk to greet us shaking both of our hands while motioning for us to take a seat on the bench. She told us her named was Sarah. She was about 25 years old with an athletic build and nice tits that were clearly visible through her light blue spaghetti strap tank top. She also had on black cotton work out pants that were tight to her body and showed off her ass very nicely. I tried not to stare as she leaned forward handing us both a clipboard with a form attached. The form was pretty standard it included filling out information about yourself along with what areas you wanted to have worked on. My lower back had been bothering me so I decided to site that as the main area of focus I wanted to be worked on. When my wife and I finished filling out the forms we handed them to the girl who took them then started to walk away saying she would be back shortly. There was a small hallway near the desk that she had walked down and as we sat waiting I could here her talking to another girl. A few minutes later Sarah returned with another girl standing next to her. The other girls name was Rebecca; she was about the same age and body type but had brunette hair instead of blonde. After a few minutes I learned that my wife would be massaged by Rebecca, while I was to go with the Sarah. We were both led down the hallway my wife and Rebecca went into the first door while Sarah and myself went into the second. When we entered the room I looked around and took note of everything in it. Near the door was a cd player on a shelf and next to that was a long dresser with various massage oils and candles on it. Also in the middle of the room was a long padded massage table with a towel lying in the middle of it. Sarah explained that she was going to light some candles and put on some music then exit the room while I got ready. She told me I was to remove all my clothing and lay face down on the massage table with the towel covering from my lower back to my feet. I wasn't really sure if I had heard her right when she said remove my clothing so I decided to ask if she meant for me to get completely naked. She told me it was best if I didn't having anything clothing on at all so that no material would be in the way while she massaged me. This seemed to make sense so as she left the room I began removing my clothing and setting it on the floor near the table. As I climbed onto the table I noticed that I was semi hard and was thank full that she told me lay on my stomach. I pulled the towel over my lower half and then lay waiting a few minutes before I heard the sound of her footsteps coming towards the door. She slowly opened it stepping inside making sure to close it quietly behind her. She walked over to the cd player and pushed play while making her way over to the massage oils. She told me to put my head down in the headrest at the end of the table and she would soon get started. At first my eyes were open looking down at floor, I watched as her feet were now standing in front of me. She started by rubbing my neck and shoulders then slowly worked her way down my back. Her fingers smoothly slid across my skin pushing deeply into my muscles. I was beginning to become more relaxed and had closed my eyes by the time she reached my lower back. When she could no longer reach from where she was standing at the head of the table she placed a finger on my right side and started to walk around the table. I found out later it is custom practice during a massage to always have contact with your client even if it is only with one finger. When she reached my right side she started to massage my lower back again. I noticed at this point she was about three inches away from where the towel began. As she massaged lower I started to feel the tips of her fingers slid under the towel slightly. I didn't really think anything of it at first until she started to push lower moving the towel with her. Her fingertips were now massaging where my lower back and the tops of my ass cheeks met. I could feel her fingertips starting to press into my soft ass cheeks and it was starting to turn me on a little. This continued for a few minutes until her hand slipped back out from under the sheet returning to my lower back. Eventually she told me she was going to move down to my legs. As she moved down the massage table I felt her fingers grab the bottom of the towel where it was covering my feet. She slowly started to drag it up exposing my legs and the bottom half of my ass cheeks. She folded the towel on my ass then moved down to my foot and began massaging it. She worked up my right leg to the bottom of my ass then something strange happened. Her hand accidentally brushed my balls as she started to massage my inner thigh, before working back down to my foot. After a few minutes on my foot she switched to the other side. She once again worked her way up and again I felt a very brief light touch to the balls, this time it caused a tingling feeling in my dick. I wondered if this was this accidental. After a minute she headed back down to my foot. She finished my foot then I he felt her hands tracing the muscles in both of my legs up to the bottom of my ass. This time was different though because her hands went much further up and even under the towel. She trailed her fingers up the crack of my ass and gently brushed my asshole with one as they passed. I jumped a bit from the unexpected contact. I enjoyed having my asshole rubbed, it is a very sensitive place, and occasionally during sex my wife would even slip a finger in, something that always made me cum hard. Sarah's hands continued to slide up my back all the way to my shoulders as she started to deeply rub them again. She continued to rub working her way back down to my lower back. It had not occurred to me at the time but she never pulled the towel back down over my legs so a majority of my ass was still exposed. She worked her way back down to the tops of my ass cheeks and began to massage them once again letting her fingertips slid far under the towel. I felt the towel being pushed even further down then before as her fingers and hands now firmly grasped both of my ass cheeks. As she was massaging she began to slowly pull them apart and I could feel my asshole being exposed. Her fingers started to work their way closer to the crack of my ass and even closer to my asshole. When her fingers finally reached my asshole she started to lightly rub. As she was rubbing my puckered asshole I felt myself let out a moan. The room seemed to fall more silent and I felt Sarah stop moving her hands for a few seconds. Then her finger pressed harder against my asshole and started to even push in a little. I felt myself starting to get hard as she was playing with my tight little asshole. I was even starting to push back against her finger causing it to push in a little deeper. Then she seemed to pause for a few seconds and she leaned her head down near my ear and asked. "Do you like that?" as she ran a finger around the rim of my ass. I replied with a little moan saying "umm hmm" "Would you like me to keep rubbing here for a while?" She asked, teasing my asshole a little with her finger. I didn't really say anything but just kind of moaned again, I think that's all the encouragement she need. I felt her finger press against my exposed asshole and I pushed back against it a little bit. She then pushed her finger in slowly starting to slide it into my tight ass until it was almost all the way in. As her finger slid deeply into me I felt her other hand start to slide under me and I lifted off the table a little to allow it better access. Her hand wrapped around my hard cock and slowly started to stroke as her finger was now buried in my asshole. She started to jerk me off while finger my asshole making my cock harder with every stroke. So there I was with my ass lifted off the table, pushing myself against Sarah's finger as it fucked my ass. Then I heard my wife start to speak from the room next to me. "Sweetie how are you doing over there?" I froze with my ass in the air Sarah's finger deep inside of me and her hand wrapped around my hard cock. Then I hear Sarah speak. "He is doing fine I think I put him to sleep" My wife seemed satisfied with this answer because I just heard her say oh then she was silent again. At this point I was really hard thinking about the fact that I was on my knees with Sarah finger fucking my tight asshole while she jerked me off. All the while my wife was in the next room over with no idea what was going on. Sarah increased her pace and started fucking my ass with her finger while she started jerking me off faster. After a few more minutes I could feel my cock getting ready to cum. On all fours on the massage table with Sarah's finger deep in my asshole my cock started to pulsate in her hand. Then I felt my warm cum start to spray all over the massage table and my asshole was squeezing Sarah's finger. After my orgasm was done I felt her finger slip out and her hand let go of my cock. I stayed kneeling on the table as she walked over and grabbed a towel she reached under me and wiped my cum off the table. Then she moved to the put the towel in a pile by the door as I lay back down on the table. She told me I could take my time getting dressed and come out when I was done. After she left the room I just lay there for a few minutes thinking about what had just happened. I climbed off the table and put my clothes back on then started to walk out of the room. When I made it back to the lobby desk my wife was already there and she greeted me with a kiss as I sat down. She asked me how it was and we chatted with the girls for a bit before leaving. I never mentioned what happened to my wife but I would love to go back sometime. I hope you enjoyed the story I am very horny today and would appreciate all of nastiest detailed feed back you can give me. I can't wait to hear from you thanks for reading. Massage Surprise I had been feeling especially stressed. At 32 I had steadily climbed the corporate ladder and became consumed with all the responsibility that goes along with it. So one Friday evening I decided to schedule a massage at a salon not far from the office. I showed up at the appointed time, which was rather late in the evening. Upon checking in I was informed the only masseuse at this time of evening was a male by the name of Ron. While I wasn't all that thrilled to have a dude rub me down I decided to go ahead and keep the appointment. It would be nice to have a lady but ultimately I just needed the massage for some needed stress relief. Ron welcomed me into the room and instructed me to get undressed and lay on my stomach with a towel covering my rear. He left the room and I complied. A few minutes later Ron returned and as he prepared and started the massage he started a friendly conversation. The massage felt great. He told me that I was extremely tight and knotted. I explained that I had not taken much of a break since I had graduated college and that I had not even started a relationship. The few breaks I had taken were short and were used to visit my parents back on the east coast. The massage felt great and along with the conversation the whole experience was therapeutic. On a couple of occasions I even let out a few light moans because the release of stress in my muscles. Ron explained to me that he actually has several clients that are in similar situations that I am in. He called us the ultimate in alpha males. We work hard, take charge, and do not take care of ourselves enough. He also explained that he could also offer other treatment. This treatment was not part of the normal offering but that it really works well on people like. The treatment would touch parts of my psyche and other areas that I had probably never experienced. He also explained that part of the treatment was to relinquish control and allow someone else to be the quote/unquote for a short period of time. He thought if I allowed him to perform this treatment that I would be as relaxed and stress free as I could possibly imagine. He said the treatment could be a little scary but worth it. Many executives working in the area initially were reluctant but now come back specifically to see him for the treatment every couple of weeks, some even more frequently. I asked him what the treatment included. He said, I can't tell you. If he did then the experience would not be the same. I told him I would think about it. He was finishing up with the regular massage and asked what I thought. I told him I was intrigued and said let's do it, it would be nice to have someone else in control for a little bit. He commented that is what most people think and what they get out of it. Ron stepped back from me and I heard him open a cabinet. He said; remember this can be scary but to trust him. This will all seem a little unorthodox and scary but he would he would work his magic. He assured me that no matter what occurred in the room would stay in the room. I thought the last statement a little odd but he had done such a wonderful job with the massage I figured I could trust him with therapy. He started by placing restraints on my wrists and fastened them to the table. I could not move my arms. He then spread my legs fairly wide. He then moved over to the light switch and turned off the already dim lights. The only light in the room came from a candle in front of me. I could not turn to see behind me very well but even if I could I wouldn't be able to see much because it was so dark. He then touched the inside of my thigh down near my knee and slowly moved upward. He hands stopped just below my ass and balls. He did this several times on both legs. At first it made me tighten up but after a couple of times it really started to feel good. Finally, I laid my head completely into the face pillow and let him take over. He sensed this and the next time he ran his hand up my leg he continued up through the crack of my ass. I tensed up but his reassuring voice eased me tension once again. He continued this new massage path several more times. I was torn. It was weird having a man touch my ass but at the same time it felt really good. The next change was him using both hands on both legs at the same time but when he got to my asshole he stopped briefly and massaged. Again I tensed but he assured me that I would enjoy the results. I had to admit that the brief finger swirl on the outside of my ass felt good as a matter of fact my cock was starting to come to life underneath me. No one had ever touched me there before. The next time up my legs he spent even more time on my ass. This time I let out another one of my light moans. This let him know I was feeling good and emboldened him to move another step forward. On the next pass of my ass I anticipated his finger on my ass but was surprised once again when he stuck his finger up to the first knuckle in my ass. I gasped and lifted my head from the pillow. This time he reassured me with his calm and knowing voice but instead of moving on to continue another pass up my legs he stuck his finger in further. I was both horrified and pleased. He had found a spot. I did not know at the time what that spot was but it felt great. I both wanted to jump up and leave and grind his finger on that spot at the same time. He placed his free hand on my shoulder and gently pushed me back down onto the pillow all while calmly reassuring me with his confidence a and gentle voice. I returned my head inside of the massage pillow. I moaned lightly at the surprising pleasure coming from my rectum. He gently inserted another finger into my ass. I jumped with a startle. This actually hurt a little but still felt good at the same time. I returned my head to the pillow. He slowly worked his fingers in and out of me. Again, I felt torn. I didn't want this but it felt good. After a couple of minutes of gentle in and out he took his free hand and pulled one of the padded slats I was lying on out from under me. This allowed my cock more room and I was surprised to realize that I was as hard as I could remember being. He continued gently pumping his fingers in and out of my ass while his free hand reached through the now open slot and started caressing my cock. I would have jumped up and punched him in the face but it just felt so damn good. He continued his work on my ass and cock for a few more minutes and then stopped. I was now starting to feel desperate to cum. I figured that was the point. But he stepped away from the table and told me to relax. He then worked his way onto the table in between my legs. I felt something press against my ass and then a quick sharp pain as something lodged into my ass. He continued assuring me with his gentle voice. Whatever it was in my ass was bigger than his fingers but it stopped just inside of me. It was as if knew when I was growing accustomed to the feel because he started to push the object further into me. As the pain started to flare back up he stopped again. After a brief period of time he started pushing back into me. That is when I realized that what he was pushing into me was his cock. I again lifted up and exclaimed that I wasn't gay. It took a little longer this time to calm me down. In my startled confusion I didn't realize he had pushed all the way into me and was now completely on top of me with his cock as deep as it would go. He leaned down and licked the inner part of my ear. My struggle became less animated and he pulled almost all the way out and quickly thrust all the way back in. I was pissed but at the same time I realized how good it felt. He continued pumping in and out of me gently. He continued this until he heard me moan as his cock hit that magic spot over and over. He steadily picked up the pace. He was now pumped in and out of me faster and faster. I surprised myself in that as he pulled out I lifted my ass upward to meet his next inward thrust. He was now working at a quick pace when words came out of my mouth I do not remember thinking to say. I said "oh, fuck me." With that he started pummeling my ass at a very rapid speed. He kept hitting this mysterious wonder spot. I was surprised once again as I felt a climax building within my own body. All of a sudden cum exploded out of my cock. It felt better than anything I had ever felt in my life. I rocked my ass upward just as fast as he was pumping in me. I could hear his breath becoming rapid and then he let out a loud grunt and I felt hot liquid splashing inside my ass. He continued to pump in and out for another minute or so. Finally, he collapsed on top of me. I was in post orgasm bliss while also feeling as confused as ever. He lifted himself off of me and returned to the floor. He asked what I thought. I stammered, stuttered, and made odd uncertain noises. Ron said, he understood. The first time is unexpected, confusing, scary, and utterly amazing. I stammered some more, then simply agreed. He giggled then asked if it was safe to release me from the restraints. I told him that I should punch him but it felt too good to be mad. He released me and I started to stand. He told me to slow down and take it easy. I needed to get my legs underneath me slowly. He gave me a towel just as I started to feel his cum leak out of my ass. He told me that the entire session was on the house but to remember him the next time I needed stress relief. I told him I wasn't sure about that yet. But, in my mind I knew I would have to get fucked again, it just felt too damn good.