The Masseur

I decided to go back to school and train to be a masseur. I figured it would be an interesting job and could definitely give me a little extra something in the locker when it comes to bedroom skills.
After about 4 months I was confident enough to really do it well, and decided to see how I’d improved. I called up one of my best girl friends, and asked her if she wanted a free massage as a way for me to practice. She happily obliged and we set up an appointment for that weekend.
I set up the table in the living room, closed the curtains and put a few candles around the place and some soft music on for good measure.
Lisa arrived, we had a chat and a few glasses of wine and set to it. I let her get situated (and undressed) before coming into the room. When I entered, she was face down on the table wearing only thong panties.
I took out the oils that I’d been warming up and let her know I was about to start. I trickled a line of oil down her back and began to massage her, working the oil into her skin. We were chatting about the usual things, Work, plans for the weekend etc.
By now I’d done shoulders and arms and was now working my thumbs into her lower back. I was almost done with her back and ready to move down.
“When I do your bum I apologize in advance if your thong gets a little oily. It should wash out though, it’s not really anything that should stain or anything” I said.
“Oh…” she said. “Do you think I should take them off?…”
Trying to be as professional as possible I told her she should only do what she’s totally comfortable with. If she doesn’t mind being naked then of course it’s probably better to take them off.
And without batting an eyelid, she slipped it off, and dropped it to the floor next to the table.
“When I go tanning, I go naked so don’t worry I’m comfortable with it as long as you are” she said.
Working the warm oil into her buttocks was pretty intense. I couldn’t help but look down between her legs as I was running my fingers up and down her ass. Her pussy was so perfect. She had little to no hair down there so it was obvious she waxed. I continued to small talk with her to make things as comfortable as possible. I moved down to her thighs and calfs. I would run my flat palms all the way down the backs of her legs and then run them back up, kneading with my knuckles and thumbs. When I got to her thighs I would run my flat palm around the outside onto her hips, and then all the way back inward to her inner thigh, making sure my fingers ran as close to her pussy as possible without actually touching. After doing this a few times I could hear she was letting out a little gasp as my fingers brushed past her pussy, and her thighs had started to tremble a little.
“Are you OK?” I asked “Cold? I can turn up the heat a little?”
“NO! she replied… I’m not cold, I’m getting turned on! You’re gonna have to help me out with that if you carry on!” she giggled.
“Ah! haha, sorry about that!”
“Don’t be sorry, it’s nice!”
It was funny cause she tried to continue talking to me normally but when my fingers went near her pussy she would stop talking and lift her ass slightly off the table.
After teasing her for about 5 minutes, she said “OK! I think we’re gonna have to do something about this…I really need to cum I’m so horny”
I ran my hands back up her legs and when she lifted her ass again, I took hold of her hips and hoisted her into a kneeling position with her face still down on the table. Her ass was up in the air, pretty much right in front of me at this point, so with my hands stroking her legs, I started to kiss and lick her pussy. She grabbed the toweling on the table into a clenched fist as she let out a long breath. She was so wet and juicy with me lapping away at her like an excited dog.
“Oh my god!” she moaned. “that feels amazing!…I should SO come round for massages more often!”
My face was wet, my nostrils full of her aroma… I was hard as a rock and needed to fuck her badly.
“Oh my god, I need to be fucked, I’m close!” she said. MUSIC TO MY EARS! I thought.
I told her to lay on her back, while I took off my pants. She shuffled herself right to the edge of the table and lay there playing with her pussy waiting for me.
As I eased the head of my dick into her, she let out such a satisfying moan while pulling on her own nipples.
The sex didn’t last too long but it was amazing. It was a horn fuelled fuck where both of us were so turned on we just wanted to race each other to an orgasm!
Looking down at her, with her legs wide open and her hands on her own tits was enough to send me over the edge. I pulled out and unloaded over her stomach, she ran her fingers through the cum and licked it off. I slid back into her and fucked her again until she came hard, clenching her pussy tight on me as she did so.
As we relaxed and tried to catch our breath again, she looked up at me with a devilish grin and said
“Well….as a masseur, I can tell you I’m DEFINITELY a satisfied client!…Same time next week?”