Return to the [M]assage Parlour -Talia [F] Round 2

It had been a couple of weeks since my first visit to Talia. My work had taken me to a facility much farther north. A fly-in camp, far away from civilization. With a couple days left on my current project I received a request from my previous client to stop in and follow up on a few small items when I was next passing by.

I contacted them to let them know I was only a few days away, set up a date to arrive on site, and then phoned the massage parlour where Talia worked and set up an appointment with her as well.

Arriving in town a few days later, I immediately went to the job site, finished up the few small items requested by the client, proceeded to take the client out for a late lunch and a few drinks, and then bid them farewell. My mind already on what lay in wait for me at the massage parlor, I pointed my vehicle in that direction and arrived 20 minutes too early.

I anxiously waited in my truck until a couple of minutes before my appointment and then made my way towards the door.

The now familiar door chime went off as I opened the door. I walked through the narrow room and began to remove my shoes. Even though I hadn’t run the doorbell yet I heard the clack of high heels on the floor, gradually getting louder as they moved towards the other side of the door. I heard the door open as I put my shoes on the mat and looked up to see Talia’s face peering around the door.

‘Hi Stranger, right on time!’ she said, opening the door all the way to let me in. She was wearing a different floral silk robe, and her long curly hair was tied up in a loose pony tail. ‘Follow me.’

She led me through the dimly lit hallway, past the room we had previously been in, and around a corner to a different room. The room was a little bit larger, but the layout was much the same as last time, a large massage table, a couch, a shower, and a shelf with lotion and towels on it.

Talia confirmed that my appointment was for an hour as she started the shower for me. I paid her the room fee, and she left without mentioning the tip at all, simply saying ‘I’ll be back in a minute.’

I was kind of kind of disappointed that we hadn’t had a chance to discuss tipping. I knew that $80 got her naked, and me a handjob, but I was curious what else was on the table.

Despite my mild disappointment, I got undressed and hopped in the already running shower. While I was washing myself, I heard the door open, and saw Talia enter the room again. She looked over at the tip, and immediately removed her robe and lingerie.

She looked great, shorter than I remembered (which was a good thing), curvier than I remembered (which was an even better thing), and best of all, naked. ‘Hurry up,’ she said, while holding out a towel. I finished rinsing off and stepped out of the shower, reaching out for the towel she was holding. Instead of passing me the towel, she held onto it, told me to turn around, and began to dry me off herself.

She started off with my hair, her large breasts pressed into my back while she worked, and then worked her way down my back, ass, and legs. She moved back upward, spending a little extra time toweling off my ass, and between my legs, with a little bit of extra pressure applied to all the right places.

She then instructed me to turn around, and began to dry off the front side of me. Starting at my shoulders and again working her way down to my legs. She spent extra care around my cock and balls, teasing them through the towel. The sight of her bent over, working around my cock caused it to start to fill up. She grabbed it, gave it a quick tug, and then slapped me on the ass and told me to lay face down on the massage table.

Laying on the table, I heard the sound of the oil pump and then felt her begin the same as last time, working on my shoulders, and upper back. It felt nice and relaxing and I laid there enjoying her touch while we made small talk about weather, work, and other items of little importance.

I felt much more comfortable than last time, and was happy when she climbed up onto the table, working on my legs, my ass, and grazing my balls and cock as she worked the inside of my thighs.

Eventually she moved back to the same body to body contact as last time, rubbing her enormous breasts up my butt and back, stopping to breathe deeply in my ear at the top of each stroke. At the top of the third or fourth stroke she stuck her tongue in my ear causing me to moan just a little. ‘You like that?’ she asked. I told her that I did and she continued to rub her body up my back, dragging her massive tits up my body, pausing at the top of each stroke to stick her tongue in my ear, or to suck or nibble on my ear lobes.

‘What else do you like?’ she asked me, pausing to lay on top of me, her body resting on mine with her tits sandwiched in between us.

‘What else do you offer?’ I asked.

‘Well, what did you have in mind?’ she asked, answering my question with another question.

I told her that I had enjoyed playing with her giant tits last time, and that I certainly wanted to do some more of that and then asked her if she went further. She told me that she did but that I would have to get more specific.

‘Well I would love to fuck your tits, if that’s okay.’ I told her. She laughed and told me that she got that request a lot and that it could certainly be arranged.

I asked her what the tip was for that. She asked what I had already placed on the shelf and I told her that it was $80 the same as last time. ‘You seem like a nice guy,’ she said with a grin, ‘The $80 will be good enough for a titty fuck’.

Climbing off me she told me to turn over and lay on my back which I did. Once I was turned over she climbed back up onto the table, and began the same massage as last time, starting with my legs, and working her way up to my chest, dragging her giant tits up my body while she moved.

Just like last time, she spent some time with her tits above my cock, swinging them from side to side, slapping them against my cock. I wasn’t nervous this time, my cock was rock hard and leaking pre-cum. She positioned herself to let each nipple rub against the head of my cock, and then smiled at me and said ‘Looks like somebody is ready to go’.

She asked me to jump off the massage table and then proceeded to lay down on it. She then instructed me to climb up on top of the massage table and straddle her chest, with my cock resting between her tits.

Once in position, she took one enormous breast in each hand and pushed them together, my cock disappearing completely between them. She then used her hands to push her tits up and down the length of my shaft, making eye contact with me the whole time.

‘Do you like this baby? Or do you want to pump?’ she asked without breaking eye contact.

I told her that it felt great and to keep it up for a little bit and then I would take over.

She kept rubbing and I knelt there watching her work. The only time I could see my cock was when she pressed her tits all the way down. At the bottom of each stroke, just the tip would show, the rest of it still buried in her enormous tits. The feel of her soft boobs rubbing up and down my cock felt amazing and I could see more and more pre-cum dripping out of the head of my cock with each stroke.

I couldn’t take it anymore, so I grabbed her tits and began fucking her tits myself, pumping my hips while sliding her tits the opposite direction my cock was moving. I began pumping harder, pushing deeper to see how much of my cock I could get to stick out from between her tits at the top of each stroke.

‘Mmmm, good boy,’ she said, still keeping eye contact. ‘Let me know when you’re going to cum, and don’t get it in my hair.’ Her long curly hair was hanging over the edge of the table at this point.

I kept pumping and began to feel myself getting close to cumming. I slowed down, and then stopped, my cock twitching between her giant tits.

‘What’s wrong baby?’ she asked, tweaking her nipples.

I told her that there was still more that I wanted to do and I was worried that if I kept up like that I would cum sooner than I wanted to. She tried to hide it, but I could tell that she was disappointed I had stopped. The thought occurred to me that given her line of work, me cumming fast would be to her benefit.

‘What else did you have in mind?’

I told her I needed to suck on those giant tits. She laughed and said to go ahead.

I laid down on the bed beside her and took her nipple into my mouth, enjoying the feel of her giant tit against my face, her large thick nipple getting harder in my mouth as I played with it. I kept this up for a few minutes and then lifted my head up to admire her.

The nipple I had been sucking on was rock hard, and the large areola was tight and much smaller now than her other breast. Looking down, she commented on them, ‘You need to make them the same now.’ I was happy to comply and moved to her other gigantic breast, teasing her nipple with my tongue before taking it into my mouth to suck on.

I would have been happy to stay like this forever, but after a few minutes she told me that I only had 10 minutes left before I was out of time.

Disappointed, I asked if it was possible to extend my stay. ‘Let me check,’ she said, putting her robe back on. She headed out of the room leaving me alone.

A few minutes later she returned, ‘I can give you another hour.’ I paid her the hourly rate again, and she took the money, headed out of the door, again leaving me alone.

The downtime gave my cock time to soften, something I was grateful for, as I wasn’t sure how much more stimulation it could have taken without some kind of a break.

Talia returned shortly, and again took her robe off immediately upon entering the room. Looking down she noticed that I was no longer hard.

‘What do you want to do with the rest of your time?’ she asked while moving towards me and grabbing my cock.

‘How far do you go?’ I asked, still a little unsure of massage parlour etiquette.

She explained to me that it depended on the guy, and on her comfort level, and then asked me what I had in mind.

Hoping that it wasn’t too far, I told her that I would like a blow job and would love to fuck her.

She looked at me and smiled. ‘I like you, we can do both of those things.’ She then proceeded to tell me the amount for each item and I paid her for both.

She took the cash, put it with the tip I had left previously, and then grabbed a condom from a small purse she had hanging on the door. Squatting down in front of me, her knees on either side of my leg, she grabbed my cock, placed the condom on the tip of it, and then used her mouth to unroll it down the length of my shaft.

I leaned back to rest against the edge of the massage table and she started to blow me. She held my balls in one hand, and the base of my cock in the other, working her hand up and down the shaft of my cock, matching the same rhythm and motion as her sucking. Every second or third stroke she would place her hand flat against the base of my dick while she took my cock all the way into her throat, leaving it there for a few moments, while wiggling her head back and forth.

This was the first time I had ever received a blowjob with a condom on and while it felt good, I could tell it wasn’t going to get me over the edge. This wasn’t a bad thing considering I still wanted to fuck her.

I continued to watch her work for quite some time, she increased her tempo, and spent more time taking me into her throat. It felt great but still wasn’t what I needed to get there. Sensing that I wasn’t getting any closer she upped the ante with a few new tricks. In no particular order she added in ball sucking, slapping my cock on her tits, and licking up and down the shaft of my cock while making great eye contact with me.

Looking up at me, with my cock still in her mouth, she asked me if it felt good. I told her it felt great but that I wanted to fuck her now. She climbed up onto the massage table and laid down on her back with her legs spread. I took some time to admire that nicely trimmed triangle of hair above her pussy, her thick full lips, and that clit piercing I had noticed on my previous visit. I stroked her pussy lips with my finger, and started to stroke up to her piercing. She grabbed my hand and stopped me. ‘Careful, it’s very sensitive,’ she said.

I pulled my hand back and instead gripped my cock and slowly buried it in her pussy. This was my first time in a long time using a condom for sex, so while it felt tight, and good, it definitely wasn’t the same sensation I was used to. I began pumping, my body positioned over her so I could lean down to suck on her tits while I fucked her.

I could feel her working her kegel muscles on my cock as I pumped, it felt like her pussy was trying to milk the cum out of my dick. She definitely knew some tricks that I hadn’t experienced before, the sensation on my cock was unreal. I increased my pace and she increased her squeezing, moaning about how good my cock felt and asking me to fuck her harder.

I switched to kneeling, grabbed her legs and put them over my shoulders, and then grabbed her curvy ass and really started to pound her. The sound of my thighs slapping against her ass filled the room along with her sounds of encouragement. ‘Good boy, give it to me, fuck that pussy, fuck that pussy, yeah,’ she was shouting now, over and over again.

I knew that this was all a show for money, but it felt well worth the price of admission. I was thoroughly enjoying feeling her on my dick and watching her giant tits bounce back and forth while I fucked her as harder and harder.

The condom was definitely helping my stamina, if I had been in there raw there is no way I would have lasted half as long as I was currently going. It might have been nerves acting up again as well. It felt great but I was starting to worry that I wouldn’t be able to finish. Thinking about this, I continued pumping as hard as I could, using her hips to pull her onto my cock harder and harder.

Her voice changed and got a little deeper and I felt her pussy start to tighten up. Instead of the standard dirty talk she had been using, she changed to a steady, ‘Yes, yes, yes, keep going, don’t stop, don’t stop.’

I continued to fuck her for all I was worth and she finally let out a loud scream/moan and I felt a wave of wetness wash down over the base of my cock and balls while she started to twitch.

I slowed down my pace to a steady fucking and continued until her spasms finished. Pulling out, I paused to catch my breath and looked down at her laying there panting, exhausted on the table.

She looked up at me with a punch drunk smile, ‘I don’t normally do that,’ she said. I looked down at her, my cock still hard, admiring her naked body.

‘How do you want to finish?’ she asked.

I told her that I wanted to fuck her tits again.

‘You really are a boob man, aren’t you?’ she said with a chuckle.

I moved up to straddle her chest, pulled off the condom, and wrapped my cock up in those fantastic, giant boobs. It felt great to be out of the condom and my cock felt super sensitive and stimulated. I could feel my balls aching for release, so full that it was actually painful.

I began to thrust into her tits again, the same as before, if my cock was going up, I was pulling her tits down, and the opposite going the other way. I continued this for about a minute until I couldn’t take it any longer.

I let the first shot of cum off in between her tits, and then pulled out from between them and painted her giant tits with rope after rope of cum. The contrast between my white cum and her olive skinned breasts is something I will never forget.

This time I told her not to move, while I got a warm cloth and cleaned her off.

I visited Talia a few more times after that, and while each visit was enjoyable, the familiarity made things less exciting as time went on, and I found myself searching for greener pastures.

Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/v6hf5a/return_to_the_massage_parlour_talia_f_round_2

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