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*quot;Welcome!*quot; A tall blonde lady addressed him as he walked in the massage parlor. It was a small building off the main road, but for its location the parlor was well kept. There was bamboo-decorated green wallpaper behind attentively trimmed bonsai trees lining the walls and two sleek black benches for clients to wait at. The woman that addressed him was standing behind a black counter with a bowl of lifesaver mints on its left wing.
*quot;You're Johnathan, right?*quot; She asked, checking something off on a paper hidden behind the reception desk.
*quot;That's me,*quot; he said awkwardly. He had never gotten a massage before, but after pulling one too many muscles at the gym he had decided to give it a shot.
*quot;You're right on time. Go on back and make yourself comfortable. You're my last client today,*quot; she said cheerily.
Nodding, John walked through the indicated doorway, pushing aside the aesthetic sheet hanging over it.
The room had a white massage table in the center and decorative zen garden accessories scattered about. There were shoots of bamboo in pots and even a little tree on a table. Ocean waves were playing from hidden speakers and there was a towel waiting for him on the table.
He took his shoes and socks off, then waited unsure what to do next.
The blonde woman walked in again, *quot;Let's get started, my name is Amanda, but you can call me Amy. You signed up for a full body massage, so go ahead and take off the rest of your clothes and wrap that towel around you.*quot;
She turned around to give him some privacy and he complied, stripping off everything down to his underwear, then he wrapped the towel around himself.
*quot;Ok, all set,*quot; he told her, noticing how her body curved from behind to show off a perky bubble butt. He shook the thought from his mind and laid face-down on the table.
*quot;Great! Alright this may feel a bit cold at first.*quot; John heard something squirt from a bottle, then a hand slathered lukewarm massage oil on his back. She worked up his spine and onto his shoulders, easing away what felt like years of tension.
Next she drizzled oil on his calves and started rubbing them, going farther up his legs until her hands were on his thighs. Something about the idea of a stranger touching his thighs sent a thrill through John, but he suddenly became very aware of his dick in the process. He started putting all his willpower into staying flaccid, trying to think about literally anything else.
She moved down to his feet and rubbed them out. It felt amazing, but he was still distracted by his thoughts earlier. To his dismay, she reached up and folded the towel on him, then tsked when she saw his underwear.
*quot;I'm going to need these off to do your glutes, just sit still a moment,*quot;
She hooked her oiled hands into his waistband, then pulled his underwear down, carrying the towel with it. He blushed, still face down on the table, becoming semi-erect. She replaced the towed just beneath his buttocks and started digging into them with her thumbs, expertly releasing pent up pain and knots even there.
*quot;Ok, go ahead and flip over.*quot;
He did so, pulling the isveçbahis yeni giriş towel snugly over his pelvis to cover his semi-hard dick.
She flipped her hair back and moved over to his head, taking it in her hands and gently pushing it to stretch his neck. Looking up, he couldn't help but notice her tits hanging down in her shirt. It was obvious she wasn't wearing a bra.
She massaged his arms, then went down the sides of his stomach and reached to push the towel away from the sides of his thighs, but he reached out and grabbed her hand.
*quot;I um, I don't think I'm comfortable being naked around a total stranger.*quot;
*quot;Oh! I'm so sorry John. Here, its ok. Don't be embarrassed,*quot; she stopped and pulled her shirt over her head, making John's jaw drop at her respectable perky tits.
*quot;It was getting a little hot in here anyway,*quot; she dropped her sweatpants, standing just far enough that John could see her recently shaved groin, only now stubbling with hair.
*quot;See, nothing to be embarrassed about,*quot; she said casually, going to massage the fronts of his legs.
Speechless, John kept his eyes locked on Amy as she finished up his legs, gently compressing and pulling them by his feet. She moved top again, caressing his inner thighs. The sensation, combined with seeing Amy's wonderful tits was too much for John and his penis pulsated into an erection, making the towel point up in tent.
*quot;Oh my! You must be very, very tense. She pinched the towel by the top and pulled it off, revealing his hard-on.
*quot;I'm so sorry, so sorry,*quot; John said frantically, sitting up and putting his hands over his cock.
Amy put a hand on his chest and pushed him back down to the table, *quot;Relax John, its perfectly normal.*quot; She picked his right hand off his dick and started massaging the hand as if nothing was awry, then it down to his side and did the same thing to the other.
John was so self-conscious about his hard dick, flopped down and pointing toward his face, that as Amy casually started rubbing his inner thighs it pulsed up at her touch.
Rubbing her hands together to spread massage oil across her palms, Amy caressed his ballsack, gently squeezing it, before squeezing the base of his shaft.
He gasped and she looked at his face questioningly, *quot;You did consent to a full body massage, right?*quot;
He nodded weakly, his body relaxed and tingly from the massage, except of course for his throbbing cock.
Amy drizzled some oil directly onto the tip of his penis, then rubbed it in with a hand, caressing his tip. He let out a small grunt when she squeezed and brought her hand down the length of his member.
*quot;Shhh, relax John. You're so tense,*quot; she said, cupping his balls in one hand and using her middle finger to draw a line of oil from his asshole to the base of his balls.
Amy started stroking faster, but her small, if strong, hand could barely grip all the way around his dick.
*quot;Hmm, you're a little too large for this angle, hold on.*quot; She climbed up onto the table and straddled his thighs, her pussy and tits completely exposed to his wandering eyes.
She isveçbahis giriş squirted more oil on her hands, then brought both of them down onto his dick. She brought her small hands up and down his meaty shaft, squeezing while generating glorious friction.
Her pretty tits jiggled up and down as he worked, starting to huff from exertion.
*quot;Wow its sure getting hot in here, you are unbelievable tense.*quot; She slicked a wrist across her forehead, then went back to jerking him off.
She noticed his eyes glued to her tits, then smiled, saying, *quot;Oh, you like what you see here?*quot; She leaned on, thigh rubbing up against his dick, then grabbed her tits in both hands and pushed them together, bouncing up and down.
She fell to all fours, tits hanging over his face. *quot;You can suck one if you want, it might help with your stress.*quot; John strained his head up to suck one of her tits into her mouth and she giggled when he swirled his tongue around her nipple.
She reached a hand down and stood his cock up straight again, stroking it gently up and down;. She pulled away to get back to business and went to sit back down, but just so happened to tilt her hand in the exact upright position for her pussy lips to meet his dick as she sat.
It sank into her folds as easily as a knife through butter, the combination of lube and her own arousal sliding his shaft all the way into her as she sat down.
*quot;OH! Oh my, I can feel the tension in you...*quot;
His mouth fell open at the warm, wet pussy sliding up and down around his dick as Amy started to ride him, bouncing her ass up and down on his shaft.
John was left nearly speechless, watching his cock stretch her lips apart with every bounce. After a couple minutes of fucking him, she started panting and rotated into reverse cowgirl, showing him her perfect bubble butt as she bounced.
She bent over, thrusting her ass up and down on top of his dick, her cheeks literally clapping against him to make wet, slappy noises.
She started riding him faster, slamming herself up and down his length, splattering pussy juice and massage oil onto his groin with every bounce.
She and John were huffing and hot as hell when Amy started whimpering in pleasure, muscles coiling up like springs, onto to release as she came, still riding John's dick. The sound, sight, and smell of her climax pushed John over the edge. She slipped off of his dick, landing on his abs, as he shot hit load, the sticky wads of cum splattering all up and down her chest.
She bent over, pussy pressing into his abdomen, and enveloped his cock in her mouth, sucking it clean. Extra waves of pleasure shot through him like lightning as her tongue lapped his overly sensitive dick and he shuddered on the table, reaching over to grab her by the waist to physically pull her off, but she just let him pull her legs back and thumped tits down on top of him, mouth clamped around his flaccid dick.
Unable to resist the urge seeing her pussy right infront of him, John yanked her another inch toward him and thrust his face into her dripping sex.
His dick started growing isveçbahis güvenilirmi inside her mouth, her greedy sucking hard to ignore. Meanwhile, John lapped at the length of her slit, sticking his tongue inside her for a better angle. Eventually he managed to get a hand crooked between her legs, his forearm bent and pressed to his stomach by her hips like a chicken wing.
Still, he was able to rub her clit while eating her out. He felt her sucking falter at the double attack on her fuckhole. It was a competition now.
He pressed his face into her folds, licking and rubbing until she started having a hard time keeping tempo. The cum on her chest pressed against his own, coating them in the scent of messy sex, not that he could smell anything else with his face a hairs breadth from her pussy.
He threw all he had into making her cum as she sucked him off, eventually surpassing her progress towards his orgasm. She convulsed on top of him as she came on his face, letting his hard shaft pop out of her mouth.
*quot;Very... very stress relieving,*quot; she mumbled into his crotch as he grinned. *quot;But you still have some tension here.*quot; She panted through the words, catching her breath, then she unclipped something from the bottom side of the massage table. A... a handheld vibrator? It was egg-shaped with a long string of loops trailing after it.
She started sucking his cock again while fiddling with the device and coating it in oil. He thought she was going to insert it into herself, but his heart jumped when she trailed the device down his ground and dragged it to his asshole.
She twirled her tongue around the top of his dick before saying, *quot;Remember, it's a full body massage,*quot; then she pushed the vibrator into his ass and turned it on. Waves of pleasure crashed through him at the stimulation while she sucked his dick. He let his head fall back and his eyes rolled into his head as he felt another orgasm building. He tried warning Amy, but all that came out was a moan of pleasure.
The heat built inside of him until he couldn't hold back any longer. He grabbed her waist as he came, thrusting up into her mouth reflexively, but she didn't gag. He felt spurts of cum gush out of him, but Amy just kept sucking him. The sensation of his own cum being used as lube in her mouth whilst his cock was sensitive from orgasm made him gasp in pleasure.
She finally relented, sitting up and turning to look at him. She had her mouth closed and a drop of cum was hanging from her red lips. She stretched adorably then opened her mouth, letting an extraordinary amount of cum flow out and onto his chest.
She stuck her cum-covered tongue out while panting, eyes playfully alight. She bit her lip, then crashed down on top of him, exhausted.
*quot;Did... did you enjoy your full body massage?*quot; She whispered in his ear, her tits pressed to his cum-covered chest.
*quot;I- I'll certainly come back again soon. How much do I owe you?*quot;
*quot;Its on me, afterally you helped me relieve an equal amount of tension,*quot; she giggled.
*quot;I also do house calls, and I have some apprentices to teach,*quot; she said, winking at him as she got up.
*quot;There's a shower in the back if you want to join me...*quot;
He stood up with her, then scooped her up in his arms, *quot;Just tell me where to go.*quot;
She giggled and threw her arms around him as he carried her out. This had been an unexpectedly fun day.