“Massage Therapist”

“Come on over baby” he replied after chatting for about week. I could feel my nipples harden and pussy ache for his masculine touch after hearing those 4 words.

I tried on 5 dresses before settling for an off the shoulder, short hot pink dress with black stilettos. I was excited, nervous and hungry at the same time, I needed to taste that delicious cock of his.

On the drive to his place, I couldn’t feel my black lace panties getting wet, the warmth brushed against my smoothness making me move in my car seat.

My heart races as I wait for him to answer the door, slowly it opens. Oh my, he is tall, handsome and stood there in his Christian Grey denim jeans and no shirt. His chest smooth and glistening under his entry light. Mmmm I want to run my lips all the way down this fine man and pause on the bulge he has in his jeans.

“Come in beautiful” he says, leading me to a room just off the hallway. The smell of wood and flowers slowly burning from the candle lighting the room.

I ran my fingers along the massage table feeling the softness of the Egyptian towels that is perfectly placed with a lavender sprig on the pillow. His fingers gently caress my bare shoulders, sending shivers down my spine to the ache between my thighs. His lips kiss along my shoulders, he whispers “Go and change into the robe I have for you behind the divider and lay face up on the table baby.” I obliged.

As I made my way to the table he smelt of lavender, the smell captured my senses. I lay on the bed waiting with anticipation, waiting to see what the night will bring.

His eyes burn with lust, his touch made me heat from the inside out. My breathing quickened with every touch, his hands ever so gentle as he slid up and down my legs. I could feel his fingers brush against my outer lips of my love opening. I start to moan wanting him to open my sweet pussy and bring me to my first orgasm.

Releasing the robe completely and letting it fall around my body. His hands pushed my legs open slightly, his fingers ran along the plump slit of my pussy. My back arches begging him to slide his fingers inside me. Dripping more oil onto my body, his fingers tweaked my erect and swollen nipples. My hunger for him grows greater as he slides his left index finger between my plump lips and finds my swollen clit. His finger circles my clit, around and around with downward pressure. My breathing increases, my moaning becomes louder. I beg him, “please fuck me now” he replied, “Not yet baby!”

I reach down and find him hard as a rock. I have to have him in my mouth. I unzip him while he tweaks my clit, mmmm so fucking hard. I take him in my mouth slowly I hear him gasp for air. “Oh baby, suck me deep” he begs me. I take him all the way and his fingers plunge into my wet hole. The harder I suck, the faster he fingers me. “Yes! Baby! Yes!

All of a sudden, one quick movement he pulls me from the table, presses me face down on the table, spreads my legs and ploughs deep inside me. Oh my fucking gawd, his cock is perfect.