A Massage

It had been a while since I'd gotten laid. I'd almost forgotten how much I loved the sounds a woman made as I gave it to them.

"Ahww!"

"Ah!"

"Ohgod!!"

"AHWW!"

"...fat dick...fuck!"

I pushed my cock in and out of her very wet pussy at a rapid pace, easily penetrating her and enjoying how warm and tight she was. My hands held her tight waist and I pulled them back, sliding along her skin, to squeeze her plush ass with relish. The fact that my thick cock was between those perfect cheeks, buried deep in her cunt was fucking amazing.

The masseuse suddenly reached out to a side table as my pounding hips kept her pinned to the table she was bent over. I turned to look and saw her retrieve a cell phone and put to her ear as she settled back down.

I slowed my pace, wondering how she'd even heard it go off and intrigued that she was going to talk to someone while I was still inside of her.

"Hey honey" she managed to say normally, though she was still breathing hard.

I could just barely hear the sound of the person's voice but not what they were saying.

"It's goo-ood. Uh. How's your day going? Ah!" She was talking to her husband! I couldn't believe it. Why wouldn't she just wait till we were done? Holy shit! I was uncomfortably aware of the things I'd been making her say about him. Also turned on...

"Yea? No, actually my sessions going long so I'm not on break yet but it's fine. My client doesn't mind." She cocked her head to show me a smile. Yea, she was well aware that I had a fetish for this sort of thing.

"Uh no I'm good, its just he's fucking me right now." Holy shit! I grabbed her ass hard and gave her a deep thrust of appreciation to which her pussy seemed to squeeze me back. I knew it was the 'everything is normal' effect but it was still mind-blowing every time I experienced it.

"OOOoooh-shit! Ah..ah...sorry..ah...no, really. I'm not doing a fantasy. He is literally fucking my pussy as we speak."

"Uh heh, yes, he does."

"Uh yea, a lot bigger, sorry, honey." Okay. Her just calmly admitting to her man that I was better endowed was fucking awesome. Oh I'm so going to hell for enjoying this...

"He just kind of bent me over and stuck it inside- yes! I took care of him just fine! He came a ton in my mouth during the massage. I guess he just couldn't resist your hot wife." Even as I kept up a moderately pace deep-dicking, I had to appreciate the power of these rings. If I got that right, her relationship with her husband had been completely rewritten to accommodate the fact she sucked the dicks of the men she massaged every day.

"Shut up. Uh... well, it's different. Good-different." Yea, hubby she likes my dick better....

"Ungh! No-ah! He's a white boy." She turned and looked at me again. Oh she knew I was getting off on this.

"It's true!" She half laughed while twisting around and teasing a hand down my chest, "He's such a big white boy, honey!"

"Ye-ES! Ah, he is treating my pussy right."

I couldn't contain myself and took the phone from her hand. She didn't resist in the slightest and she laid back down on the table, resting the side of her face on her crossed arms.

I kept plowing her pussy, my hips meeting her ass with steady light slaps as I said, "Hey man."

"Who's this?" His voice was deep and generally unconcerned in tone. Just mildly curious.

"Uh... the guy fucking your wife right now." I said it rather nervously, my instincts still trying to warn me that there would be adverse consequences for this.

He chuckled, "Yea, I figured. Sounds like she's enjoying herself. Good on you, guy. You gotta name?"

"Uh...Nick..." I was becoming distracted as she was clearly cumming all over my dick, throwing her ass back violently to meet my thrusts.

"Ooooooh! Oooh! Fuck!"

"Fat-ass cock! Shit! Ahww! Ahw!"

"Godamn, man... damn..." I could hear him muttering over the phone.

"Ooooooh! Ooh! Oooooh! ...my Go-awwwd!"

With a slap on one well rounded cheek, I pulled out and ordered her up on to the table on her hands and knees but with her knees spread wide and that ass popping up. I clambered up after and drove my cock into her pussy even as I grabbed her tight waist and pulled her onto it.

"You really don't mind that I'm fucking your wife?"

It took moment for him to respond in which I could hear his breathing, "Nah, man. Course not. Daamn..."

"You alright over there?" I asked even as I ground my fingers into the yielding flesh of her butt and pushed my hips into her, driving my cock into her as deeply as I could. She was moaning and gasping wildly.

"Yea, no problem." he answered and I didn't know that I cared much about him as I felt the masseuse's pussy clench and spasm around my thrusting dick, signaling another orgasm and she shook and moaned like a woman possessed.

"Hey, man. You mind taking a video with her phone? I'd like to check this out later."

I was surprised to hear him ask this and honestly aroused by this new evidence of my complete and total power to do what I wanted without the slightest consequence. Here was this guy who by all rights should be cursing up a storm and promising to beat the shit out of me, who instead sounded like he was popping a boner and planning on jacking off to a video of this later!

"Uh... sure...just uh I'm feeling like unloading inside of her, you mind? I'm not wearing a rubber so-"

"No! Go for it. That's where its supposed to go, right?"

"Haa ha, man. Thanks, you're the best. I gotta go, so I can take your video. You uh...enjoy jerking it to it alright?" I can't believe I'd just added that last part but also couldn't deny that I enjoyed it. Especially when the guy responded.

"Yea, okay. Have fun fucking my wife, man"

I hung up and focused fully on driving my thick shaft in and out of her pussy, watching her stretched lips struggle to swallow and regurgitate it. She was so warm and tight.

“I want you to tell your husband all about this when you get home”

"S-sure....ah....whatever...just....keep going... yes..." she panted between moans, not sounding very convincing. So I added, "I mean its normal for you to tell him all about this and for him to like it."

She moaned loudly “yes, Sir” and I felt her pussy pulsing around my cock as she had another orgasm that caused her to shake and moan while her pussy contracted again and again. I continued slowly pumping my cock inside of her enjoying the sensations.

The masseuse slowly recovered from the orgasm and started pushing her drum-tight muscular ass against me as I pushed into her. The added stimulation caused me to start thrusting harder and faster and she started moaning again. I reached down and around to grasp her breasts and started kneading them with both hands. I drilled her faster and faster as I felt my own orgasm approaching.

I grabbed her wide hips and started driving harder, pulling her back to meet each thrust I made. I felt her body tense and she started to come again in a much stronger way than before, her pussy squeezing my cock in a delightful grip.

She let out a loud moan that was almost a scream and her arms collapsed on the table unable to hold her body up during the tremendous orgasm she was having. I wasn't deterred in the least, holding her hips in place up in the air and simply fucked her twitching body fast and hard until I finally shot load after load into her still quivering pussy.

Several minutes later, we were still in that position. She was passive and almost seemed to be dozing between long sighs of post-orgasm contentment. My dick was still fat inside of her, though soft. Our combined juices leaked out from between my shaft and her folds, dripping down my balls and her thighs to speckle the table below.

"Shit." I lightly cursed, remembering.

She made a sleepy sound, questioning, "hmm?"

"Your husband wanted me to get video on your phone. I forgot."

Her ass rocked gently, her inner walls massaging my member, "Go again?"