When Will this Massage End?

Gina

It was a perfectly ordinary session, but tell my body that. I did my best to maintain my professional composure as I massaged with a firm double-handed grip upon my client's huge dick.

Now that was the outlier here. This was my first experience of any kind, sexual or job-related, with a big penis and given the fact the he was naked, I was naked, and I was rubbing his penis it wasn't exactly that strange that I was getting turned on. My dumb body was just getting the distinct impression that some epic sexing was about to go down and was getting ready for the big game.

Fortunately, I didn't have to talk or interact with my client in any way other than the massage and in fact was encouraged by the company not to. So there shouldn't be any issues.

Sure, I kind of wanted to see this big thing explode but I wasn't actively trying to make it happen. This wasn't a hand job after all. Plus I was really not interested in cleaning that up.

“It's normal for massage therapists to be for all intents and purposes 'in person phone sex operators'.”

Crap. I was really out of it today. First, the clothes thing and now this? “Uh. Yea, I'm sorry, sir... um...”

I wasn't a super talkative person which could be a drawback in this line of work but I was also pretty confident and direct which when combined with my appearance more than made up for it, “I'll give you another thirty minutes without charging anymore. I guess I got distracted by how nice your body and this dick of yours is. Now. Tell me. You got a specific fantasy in mind? Have me play a role? Or just have a sexy conversation? Anything you want.”

I kept tugging on his cock as he took his time in replying, looking at my nude body and what I was doing to him, “Um...how about letting me fuck you?”

I was going to take that as 'sex talk' rather than an actual proposition and I leaned in with my face close to his cock as I squeezed it around the base, “Oh I want to fuck this big beautiful cock so bad. God, if I wasn't on the job, I'd be riding you so quick. Would you like that?” A lot of the stuff you need to say is pretty inane but when you're horny, it works.

Grace

“He pulls his cock out and it's so hard. Eight and a half inches with a purple head and it's like dripping, he's so hot for your sexy body.” I was leaning down so that my own rock hard nipples were scrapping across the soft skin of Isabella's thigh, my face hovering inches away from the pussy I was currently teasing and stroking, sliding my two fingers upon the insides of her outer folds. I spread them open and looked inside before plunging them in a bit before repeating the process. I had my other arm stretched out above to cup and squeeze her big left breast.

She squirmed and asked, “Yes-ah... Yes-ah! Tell me- the other..the Puerto-Rican, yes?”

I smiled. There hadn't been another guy in my story but I was really good at this and adapted. “Oh that hard-bodied stud. He was right behind you, his hot breath on your throat and his strong hands on that thick fat ass of yours. Now he comes around and pops off his shirt. His jeans are super low and he's got a v-cut leading straight to a nice bulge. He drops his jeans and his dick is even bigger. Nine inches and really thick. Like this.” She lifted her hand from Isabella's breast to show the approximate girth and the older woman moaned her appreciation.

Isabella was actually pretty close to cumming from all that time I'd been 'massaging' her before we both remembered to actually do the sex story part of our session. So now it was time for me to sneak in the part I really got off on whether it was a guy or a girl. I shifted up her body, already switching from finger-fucking her to buzzing the tip of my finger atop her clit ever so lightly.

My face was perhaps a little too close but she had her eyes shut as she gasped anyway, I asked her, “Are you going to cum for me now? Cum for me. Cum for me. Cum all over my fingers right now you little-” -slut. I mouthed this last bit silently that did the trick, her back arching and thrusting her beautiful breasts towards the ceiling. My fingers stopped stimulating her clit and pressed to her folds and I felt her arousal flow onto them. Jerking off a guy and making him spray into my hand was even better. I was generally less worried about calling them sluts while I was at it.

Okay, Dick was kind of a dick, but I was a professional and it wasn't like this was an uncommon fantasy. I was an attractive Black woman and the majority of my male clients were White.

However, this was the first one who was well-hung enough that he really should not be having these sorts of hang-ups.

"I love your big. fat. White. Dick." I stroked in time to my words and put particular emphasis on the color, "You know my husband can't measure up, neither can any of the Black men I've fucked before." The hell of it, it was even true. I hadn't been measuring but none of my lovers had been packing something that matched the porn stars I'd seen on internet videos. That achievement rested with Dick here, the first White penis I'd stroked (Was that right? I had other male clients, right? Had I not been giving them full massages?)

The client made a noise of pleasure before he uttered, "I'm going to cum soon, suck my cock!"

Good. Uncomfortable Race-play was coming to an end soon. "Oooh! I'm wrapping my fat luscious lips around that big dick. I want your cum so bad. Please.. give it to me! I need to suck all that yummy cum right out!" I felt like an idiot saying this stuff, but I really didn't mind. This was a really well-paying job and I honestly got off on it. Certainly my hubby liked the skills I picked up.

"It is normal for a masseuse to catch any ejaculation with their mouth-easier to clean up that way--ay---ah-Ah!"

My eyes widened and I glomped my lips around his fat tip. I was too turned on and attracted to him to mess around with my mouth wide open as a target for his shots. My client groaned and I suddenly had a mouthful of hot cum. Before I could swallow, there was another blast of jizz and my mouth suddenly really was full of her client's semen. What followed was a full minute of successive shots that I gulped down, the sticky thick loads settling in my stomach. Eventually, his climax abated and I pulled back with a snort of amusement, stroking his shaft and rubbing my thumb through the slit at the top, gathering up the last of his cum which I sucked into her mouth. Chuckling I told him, "Damn. Either your girlfriend needs to step up or you need to set up some regular appointments. That was a lot. Ohmygod."

I ran my hands up and down Isabella's luscious thick thighs, holding them up and outward as I lay upon the table and drove my tongue into her pussy. I alternated between diving in and wiggling it about and sliding just the tip up and down her folds.

"OOOhhh, Grace, that feeeeels soo goood, yes!" Isabella crooned.

Had my client actually ejaculated anything? No, but her juices always leaked profusely during my massages and we'd both agreed that counted. See. Isabella was married to like a sixty year old man with a thin five and a half inch penis. To put it simply, she was a trophy wife for this geezer. This hot Guatemalan was far too much woman for the rich guy. She kept him well satisfied in the bed room but she was often left anything but. That's where I came in. Keeping her pussy satisfied and lessening the chance she'd stray and jeopardize her prosperity. She had a young son from a previous marriage to support after all.

With the massage over, I efficiently gathered up my supplies.

I was very aware of the presence of my client because unlike every other one he wasn't content to just lay on the table with the hot towel on his face until I vacated the room. Instead, he was sitting with his legs hanging off and that ridiculous dick of his somehow once again epic-ally erect.

I could feel his eyes on my naked ass and I knew he was going to be sad as I reached for my clothing.

"It is normal for Massage Envious employees to stay naked throughout their entire shifts." he stated the obvious. That was an innovation that contributed greatly to the brand's popularity. Certainly it was the reason why so many people liked to pass by the front of the building to check out the front desk attendants through all those windows. I finished gathering up my clothes to take to my locker, having no idea why I'd actually worn clothes for so many of my sessions today. Not to mention the fact that no one had complained. Lucky. Now i just needed to stop being so absent-minded going forward.

When I made to leave, Dick suddenly grabbed me and pushed me down onto the massage table. I could feel his erection pressing into my butt and I couldn't help but gasp and groan with satisfaction when he drove two fingers deep inside of my embarrassingly wet pussy. Fuck! I'd needed that. Of course, what my stupidly slutty cunt really wanted was that big dick but that wasn't going to happ-

"Auh!" I gasped as I was introduced to the difference a big cock made as I was penetrated. With just the tip his girth made me feel stretched and taut around him. "Jesus!"

He stopped, the hand pressing down on my lower back moving to squeeze one ass-cheek, "Is this okay? Do you mind me fucking you?"

Oh I wanted him to fuck me. I still felt like an imbecile telling him, "Uh... No, go right ahead."

He shoved a couple more inches and I felt so stuffed, an "Oh god!" was **** out of my mouth and I couldn't help but reach back around. Oh shit. I already felt more full than I'd ever been with Frank and yet my hand was touching more of Dick that he'd yet to give me. Then he was coming in and suddenly, I felt him so much deeper than any man had reached before. I was almost laughing at the incredible sensation as he plunged in and out of me at a steady pace, his hands grasping my ass and squeezing my cheeks. I couldn't help but swear and blaspheme as he fucked me, "F-uuuk! Oh God! Yes!"

I was so turned on and channeling my sex operator persona I truthfully admitted, "Your cock feels so fucking big."

I was looking back over my shoulder at his handsome face and I could see him enjoy my inane prattle, a huge grin on his face as he kept bouncing his hips off my big butt and that huge cock of his made me feel- no joke - like a virgin all over again.

"Mmmmphhh! Fuck, that feels so good!" I smiled and moaned, feeling an incredible elation at how good this was feeling. Oh my god, my pussy loved this big dick and I so wanted this guy whose name I really needed to find out, to be my regular client. I just knew he'd take advantage and fuck my needy pussy after every session!

"Fuck. Your cock feels so fucking good." I enthused and bounced my ass back against his thrusts. I WANTED him to come back for more and I wanted him to request me. If Grace got her claws in him, I was done for because while she might be a skinny little White girl, she was also a fucking savant when it came to sex talk and role-play. I also imagined her pussy was naturally even tighter than mine given she was certainly 90 lbs soaking wet.