Anna’s car glided to a stop in the parking lot of the body therapy office she’d frequented for years. Knots in her shoulders and a sore back were part of her stressful job as a paramedic, one that she enjoyed for the most part, and one she was quite good at. She loved helping people in the time of their greatest need, making a difference when people needed help the most.
She’d been looking forward to this appointment ever since she made it two weeks ago, already relishing the feeling of her stress and soreness melting away. Her regular masseuse Nicole wasn’t available though, and she hoped whomever she was placed with was equally talented.
Anna signed in and sat in the lobby while her room was prepared. She adored the time she got to sit here. A tiny fountain bubbled away in the corner, a wonderfully relaxing accompaniment to the music that played in the background. The whole aesthetic gave the place an island-type vibe, which Anna loved, as the beach was one of her favorite places of all. Searching for fossils as waves crashed at her feet was a pastime that she was passionate about. She’d never tire of the soundtrack of water and seagulls, and of the feeling of sand between her toes.
She was on quite a mental vacation when her reverie was snapped by someone saying her name.
“Anna?”
She opened her eyes and saw a man standing at the door to the treatment area holding a clipboard. He had such a disarming smile, and before answering him, she found herself smiling back. “I’m Anna”, she said, as she began to rise from her chair. As she stood, she had a chance to take him in. She noted his electric smile again, which was complemented by warm green eyes. He had broad shoulders and was very tan. As she grew close, he extended his hand and said “My name is Gary.” She shook hands with him and immediately noticed his strong, yet gentle hands. As their hands parted, she caught herself staring at the way the tendons in his muscular forearms rippled. She forced her mind back to the moment as Gary led her to her therapy room and asked her if she had any problem areas that warranted attention.
Anna giggled to herself as the first thought to bounce around that somewhat naughty mind of hers was that there was definitely an area that she’d like to have worked on. She collected herself and said “My neck and shoulders have been in knots lately. I’d love to have that addressed.”
They discussed a few more medical details before Gary said “I’ll give you a few moments to undress to the level at which you are comfortable, then I’ll be in to start your session.”
Anna nodded her understanding and they exchanged smiles again as Gary let himself out of the room and closed the door. That smile, she thought, as she ruminated on his ruggedly handsome face and the way he looked at her, almost like he was looking inside of her. She felt a familiar tingle between her legs as she pulled her shirt off and unfastened her bra, releasing her full, perky breasts. She shimmied out of her shorts and decided to strip completely. She paused to admire her body in the full-length mirror prior to slipping her boy short panties down over her butt and onto the floor. She liked what she saw. Tall and lean with long legs, she had the type of appearance that turned heads, no matter where she went. Coupled with her long blonde hair and emerald green eyes, Anna was truly stunning. She grazed her fingers against herself and was met with familiar wetness. She wished she had a few more minutes, but was jolted back to the present by a knock at the door. “Ready?” Gary asked. “Umm, one second!” Anna said, hurrying under the sheets of the massage table facing up as instructed.
“Okay, I’m ready.” She said, and a beat later, Gary entered the room, flashing that ridiculously sexy smile.
“I hope I didn’t interrupt you,” he said. Anna felt heat and color creep up her neck and onto her face as she muttered “No, you didn’t, no problem.” She heard his palms rubbing together as he stood at her head and reached underneath her to her shoulder blades and began to rub. “Goodness Anna, you are all knotted up!” he said as he worked on her shoulders and back. He was masterful at his craft. Anna quickly found herself relaxed, the scent of lavender and mint wafting about the room, mixed with sounds of a seascape; waves crashing, sea birds calling.
Gary continued his work, from her neck and shoulders to her head, she practically died during the scalp massage, expertly working each arm and the tops of her legs. He’d check in every so often to make sure that the pressure wasn’t too much or not enough, which Anna found very thoughtful and considerate. Before she knew it, he’d finished with her on her back and asked if she was ready to roll over. He had such a beautiful voice, its tone and timbre again making her conscious of the blooming heat between her legs. She wasn’t making it any better by wondering what his voice would sound like whispering naughty things right into her ear. He held the sheet up so that she was hidden as she turned over. Anna had the fleeting thought that she wished he wasn’t so damned professional as her middle started to throb.
Gary revisited her neck and shoulders, and she noted that many of the knots were significantly reduced, if not gone completely, a testament to his expertise. His hands were so damn strong as they glided along the muscles of her back, adeptly locating her tension and easing it away. He worked his way from her neck and shoulders, nimbly down her back, and as he worked on her lower back, she willed the sheet covering her ass to slide down just a little bit. She wiggled a bit to try and make that happen which caused Gary to stop and ask if she was ok. “Oh, yeah, I’m fine, just had to readjust a bit,” she said. He finished on her low back then moved the sheet, exposing all of her left leg until just before her leg stopped being a leg and started being her ass. Instinctively, she moved her knees apart, so that the sheet could be tucked in. He started at her foot and gave her a foot massage that was world-class. He kneaded the lean, slender muscles of her calf, making his way past the back of her knee to her upper thigh and buttock. As he needed her glutes with his elbow, a moan escaped her lips. Gary asked “How much of your glute would you like me to work on? You are really tight.” Anna hid a smirk and while thinking “You have no idea..” said, “As much as you’d like, that feels wonderful.”
Gary said “I’m going to readjust the sheet a bit” and as he slid the sheet over, she moved her knees even further apart, taking a breath in sharply as she felt a draft across her pussy. She couldn’t tell if he’d seen or not, and she found herself hoping he did. This shocked her, as she’d never felt this way during a massage before. She was absolutely fixated on what else those hands of his could do.
As if he was reading her mind (and with the way that he looked at her, she was practically convinced he could), his hands inched up her thigh bit by agonizing bit, coming ever so close to touching her and then moving away. The tease was agonizing in the best of ways and he toyed with her masterfully. She couldn’t take any more. As he neared the top of her thigh, she arched her back slightly, exposing herself to him. She felt his hands tighten their grip on her body as he grazed ever so lightly over her. She was solidly unsure if this was okay, but the whimper that escaped her throat betrayed her caution. He grazed her again, feeling how hot and wet she was. Suddenly, both of his hands were on her ass. He squeezed her, not with the measured professional skill from earlier, but with desire, and she knew as she turned to meet his eyes that he wanted her as badly as she wanted him.
He plunged a finger inside her and found her clit with his thumb. She quickly discovered that muscles weren’t the only thing he was good at massaging. His thick, agile fingers brought her quickly and violently through her first orgasm, his mouth onto her bringing the second closely behind. She was up on all fours and in absolute bliss. She was blinded by the desire to taste him. She pivoted around so her face was towards him as he stood. Her mouth fell open at the sight of the bulge in the linen pants he wore. She gasped as his pants disappeared and his cock tumbled free. He was as hard as a rock and so, so very thick. She grasped the base of him and popped the purple, swollen head of his cock inside her mouth. He tasted better than she ever imagined he would. She worked his length as best she could, both of her hands busy on his shaft and balls. He quickly found a rhythm thrusting into her face. She stopped as she felt his balls tighten as his pace quickened. There was no way she was going to allow him to cum without fucking her. She swung her legs around and he grabbed them as they were halfway to him and pulled her to the edge of the table. Fuck, he was strong. He moved her as if she weighed nothing. She was dying to have him inside her.
He seemed to know that’s what she wanted and decided to make her wait. He teased her swollen slit with the head of his cock, causing a gasp every time it bumped past her clit. His cock felt so thick and heavy as he used his hand to playfully slap it against her, teasing all the while. When he knew she could take no more, he entered her so slowly, inch by painstaking inch, then would pull out, and start over again. She rolled her hips for all she was worth to open herself to him, wanting to feel him completely.
Suddenly, he buried himself into her causing the best kind of pain. She hadn’t been filled like this in so long. She could feel the delightful stretch his thickness provided as the head of his cock bumped against her insides. She saw the delight in his eyes mixed with his knowledge that her body was his now to do with as he pleased. They found their rhythm together and she had no idea how they’d avoid being found out as the sound of him bottoming out into her with every stroke seemed like a bomb going off.
His masterful hands found her hardened rosebud nipples and tweaked them as he fucked her. His mouth was on hers, hungrily devouring her kisses. She felt heat and pressure building from her insides and in several more strokes, she felt her orgasm build and blossom, waves and waves of pleasure crashing over her, causing her legs to tremble as if she’d never walked before and never would again.
Effortlessly, he flipped her over and pushed her chest down on the table. She obliged and arched her back as he entered her from behind. She thought he was deep before but was shocked at how deeply he touched her now. She fought a yelp every time he buried himself, frissons of pleasure, shooting out from her middle in all directions. His hands were everywhere, on her tits, pinching and pulling her nipples, expertly pulling her hair, and pushing her face into the table. She loved being manhandled like this. She’d long had a penchant for rough sex and he was pushing her buttons in all of the right ways. His hand around her throat made her cum again. She couldn’t believe he had so quickly gained command of her body. The room spun as she rode the crest of her most recent climax. His hips quickened and she knew he had to be close. She reached underneath and found her clit with her hand and rubbed furiously as he crashed into her again and again.
“Oh fuck, I’m gonna cum” he said as his pace heightened further. She wondered where he would cum, and would have allowed him to put it wherever he wanted. It was readily apparent that he was not pulling out of her as he thrust deeper than ever and she felt rope after rope of hot cum fill her. It was more than she could bear as she tightened around him again, squeezing him for every drop. They were both covered in sweat and the room smelled like their sex.
Sated, he lifted her chin with a finger and kissed her deeply on the mouth, their tongues grazing together before he pulled away and whispered in her ear “You are very tight indeed, Anna. You will absolutely need several follow-up appointments, possibly even a house call or two.”
She giggled and melted as she smiled and nodded her head.
~End
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