My Life As a Massage Therapist [MF] The Johnsuns Part 3

Hello potential readers! This story has blown up more than I could have imagined. I cannot thank you all enough for the warm welcome to the community and kind responses. I’m still new to writing and posting so any advice, criticism, words of encouragement, etc would be greatly appreciated! If you are not caught up here are the links to previous installments:

[Part 1](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/i4u9ok/my_life_as_a_massage_therapist_mf_the_johnsuns/)

[Part 2](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/i6rn5i/my_life_as_a_massage_therapist_mf_the_johnsuns/)

I sincerely hope you all enjoy, let’s dive in!

I am a licensed massage therapist and this is a testy subject matter for me. Being a male massage therapist has it’s stigma. I am in no way attempting to condone my actions. No money transactions have occurred in any of my interactions that may be discussed on this subreddit and proper consent forms were discussed, agreed upon and filled out. With that being said massage therapists are NOT sex workers. Please do not take this or any other massage related story on this subreddit as a reflection of the profession. If you have any questions please feel free to ask as I would love to answer them to the best of my ability as long as they are within reason. Please be respectful to the profession, myself and those around you. Thank you for sticking with me so far. If you would like to skip to the steamy bit look for the asterisks.

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“Hiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiii” Eve said smiling back at Erica who was still playing with herself.

Now at this point I had recently made Erica cum, and Eve just made me cum. I got blindsided and COMPLETELY lost control of the situation. All I knew in my post-orgasmic haze was that I needed to calm down and assume control again. It was only my career on the line right? Cause god it still worries me thinking about what would have happened if Mr or Mrs. J walked in wondering if I had seen where Evelyn got off to.

“There’s still a little more if you want a taste..” Eve said while slowly stroking my cock and pulling me towards her sister. Next thing I know my cock is in Erica’s mouth while my hand has replaced hers rubbing her glistening lips. Looking back I was getting passed around like a fuck stick but I guess I can’t really complain at the end result.

Eve was standing and holding me from behind while I continued her sister’s “massage”. With a kiss on the neck she whispered in my ear telling me to enjoy and that she’ll go keep an eye out for me. Holy fucking wingwoman. In awe and disbelief I watched her walk out of the room. I remember feeling a second wind rush through me and I was going to take it out on Erica. I still had her thong in my hand so I moved her hand off my cock then took hold and pinned both wrists above her head again. Apparently I didn’t tie the knot tight enough previously. Once that was all set and the thong was back in her mouth I positioned myself between her legs and began kissing and licking everywhere but her wanting pussy. Once the hips started to gyrate I knew she had enough teasing. Gently sliding a single finger in, looking up and admiring/studying to see what made her tick, I eventually guided a second finger in before going to work on her clit with my tongue.

Again she tasted so similar to her sister it tied everything together in such an unbelievably sexy way. With only a consistent crescendo to her breaths telling me where she was at I kept easing off before they became too fast. With muffled whimpers coming from her lips I decided to be nice, well….I was getting greedy too. Finally not easing off the hyperventilated breaths took over, feeling her clench down around my fingers that painfully delicious silence filled the room as the body spasms flowed and her legs gripped down around my head. Bringing a woman to orgasm, is there anything better in life?

Again I was feeling greedy so slowly sliding my fingers out and giving them a taste I sat up. Hooking the backs of her knees around my arms while I leaned over her, rotating her hips into flexion and spreading her legs wider she finally opened her eyes.

With a nod from me and a returned nod from Erica I slowly guided my cock in. Whimpers and moans told me she was still extremely sensitive so we went niiiiiiiiiice and slowwwwww for a while. I fucking love this position as you have so much control over not just your own thrusts but also the angle you’re hitting. After a while of going nice and slow, focusing solely on her and really savoring every small moment I eventually looked around and over at the clock.

Womp womp….we went over.

I wish I knew what it was. The thrill of getting caught. Everything that had built up over the last few hours. God or whatever/whoever is up there doing me a solid and giving me a slap on the ass. I slowly increased both the tempo and depth of my strokes. I could feel it and I wasn’t going to stop. Feeling that pulse in my cock harder and harder. My balls beginning to pull tighter and tighter. I was now using Erica for my own pleasure. Pounding in and out, I had lost control again and the only thing that mattered was the exponentially growing pleasure. In my not paying attention to anything else Erica had freed her hands once again and had taken the thong out of her mouth. Her hands firmly pressed against her mouth she moaned loud enough so I could hear, “please cum inside me”. The ultimate incentive that’s difficult for any man to refuse. I didn’t need to be asked a second time. Rope after rope of a load that felt like it rivaled the first; a surprised “oh my god” leapt out of Erica’s lips. Then the beginning of an even louder one before my hand shot up to cover her mouth. Watching the focus fall from her eyes as I’m still pumping cum into her it’s obvious Erica has checked out. Her little pussy mercilessly gripping my cock while it’s getting filled.

After what feels like another eternity of eye contact, soft moaning and passionate grinding we finally separate. Walking over and grabbing some towels we get cleaned up and start getting dressed. As she’s putting her robe back on she walks over and gives me a kiss, “best birthday massage ever”. That devilish little smirk on her face as she walks out of the room. All I can do is pack everything up and get ready to head out.

As I begin toting everything out towards the door I’m greeted by Mr. Johnsun. I set my belongings down to accept his handshake and payment for the day. Handing him the cash back equal to 4 hours (I’m not going to make it so obvious..) I tell him his daughters’ massages are on the house today. Insisting I take the money I politely decline and tell him they have been loyal clients for years and thank him a million times over. We set up our next appointment, I grab everything and walk out the door.

Alas this is the end of part 3. I really cannot thank you all enough for how kind you’ve been. Reliving this experience and putting it into a story has been a blast and a half and I hope you all enjoyed. Again any advice, constructive criticism, words of encouragement, etc would be greatly appreciated. I look forward to reading your comments and messages, we’ll chat soon :)

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