I [M] am a Massage Therapist and Finally Crossed The Line with my Recurring Client [F], PT 10

As promised, we’ll continue right where we left off in [part 9](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/121smvl/i_m_am_a_massage_therapist_and_love_when_my/). Sarah, my recurring massage client who I had started giving sensual massages to, was in my apartment after our first true at home date, recovering from her first orgasm of the night after quite a bit of teasing and massage.

We left off with Sarah face down on the table, breathing heavily and relaxing into my touch as I gently caressed her scalp and back, letting her come back down to earth. After a few minutes, she finally spoke, telling me “I think that was the strongest orgasm I’ve ever had from just clit stuff … wow”.

___________ Part 10

I responded, smiling to such a compliment, “yeah, it definitely seemed intense.”

I bent down and placed some small kisses along her shoulder and arm, and she softly said that she might need a break, that she was starting to feel a little sensitive. I pulled my hand out from between her thighs and kissed around the back of her neck, then asked if she wanted to flip over so I could massage her front.

She wordlessly stretched out on the table face down, then propped up onto all fours and did a few cat/cow poses, flexing her spine and neck. She sat on her knees and faced me, the texture of the sheet and table having left an imprint on her stomach and breasts. I kissed her deeply, my hands wrapping around her back and holding her butt. Her nails ran up and down my back, one of her hands eventually flattening and slipping under the back of my shorts, pulling me in towards her.

We made out for a few minutes, letting our hands roam around each other’s bodies. She pulled away after a few minutes, looking up at me and biting her lip, her eyes filled with lust. She ran her hands up the front of my body, feeling my pecs, then drifting down over my stomach. We held eye contact as her hand pressed against the outline of my hardness underneath my shorts. She wrapped her fingers around it, rubbing over the fabric slightly. I moaned to her touch and dropped my forehead to meet hers.

Before getting too carried away though I kissed her again, then guided her to lay back flat on the table. She had a satisfied look on her face, and when I playfully asked her why, she said she really enjoyed how hard I got from just touching her.

I walked down to her feet, took in the sight of her body once again, then started working them with my fingers. I massaged her feet for 10 minutes or so, feeling the energy between us settle a little and watching as her muscles finally relaxed again, enjoying the sight of her breasts rise and fall with her breasts, her small nipples pointing upwards.

After her feet, I massaged up around her knees, stretching out her quads, then lifting her legs individually and rotating them a few times up and out to stretch her hip. She really liked the stretching, so I continued for a few minutes, hitting a few different positions with her legs. I also gently worked into her hip flexors – her psoas and iliacus rather tight, but nothing too extreme. That area can always get a little intense during a massage, but she breathed through it and seemed to really enjoy the sensation.

I worked over her abdomen gently, each long stroke up her body wrapping around the sides of her breasts. Moving back down, my hands would circle her breasts, dragging her hard nipples through my oily fingers. I could feel a little arousal building in her again, her breath deepening and some soft moans returning.

We were also talking a little more while I massaged the front side of her body, her thoughts seemingly clearing up from the strong orgasm she had experienced. We mostly talked about what she was feeling – her responding verbally to how I touched her, her telling me about what her orgasm had felt like, why she thought it was so intense. She said that she honestly wasn’t sure if she could orgasm again, her body feeling very sexually sensitive still.

I reassured her that there was no pressure to continue sexually as I moved from massaging her chests to her arms. I worked her forearms for a little bit, watching as her fingers curled inward with each stroke. I also massaged her hands, stretching out each one, working the delicate tendons in between each finger.

Finally after maybe twenty minutes of working up the front side of her body, I took a seat on my chair at the head of the massage table, having her scoot back so her head was dangling off. I supported the weight of her head, then wrapped my fingers to the base of her neck. Using the leverage of her own weight, I dug my fingers progressively deeper into her upper shoulders and neck, stretching out the muscles connecting to the base of her skull, rotating her neck from side to side, and occasionally bending down to kiss her ears or cheeks.

She had a soft grin across her face, and each time her eyes would flutter open to meet mine my heart would melt a little. I noticed that the effects of both the weed and the wine were starting to wear off, not that they had ever been very strong, but the feeling of full sobriety and mental clarity returning.

I checked in with her after 10 minutes or so of massaging her neck and scalp, asking her if there was anywhere else on her body that still felt tense. I walked her through a quick body scan, and she happily said she was content, once again praising and thanking me. Reassuring her that it was my pleasure to do so, I asked how she was feeling overall.

She agreed with me that she was starting to feel level headed again, and said that she wouldn’t mind rinsing off in the shower to clean off the sweat and oil on her skin. She bit her lip again, then added playfully “and you’ll have to join me so you can wash off my back”.

I kissed her one last time, then assisted her in standing off the table. Her legs seemed a little shaky having not stood for almost two hours, and she leaned her bodyweight into me. I held her close to me while she regained her composure, then felt her lips placing small kisses along my collarbone and chest. If I haven’t mentioned it already, my collarbones are a major erotic spot for me, and as I held her in this embrace and sighed in response to her touch, I could feel myself hardening once again under my shorts.

She sighed out an “okay, these have to come off now”, then quickly pulled my shorts and boxers down in one swoop of her hands. Stepping out of them and now fully nude, my cock bounced free. Not fully hard yet but rapidly getting there, she looked down and grinned, took hold of it with her free hand and stroked two times slowly.

With a satisfied grin on her face as I became nearly fully hard again, she stretched her hands up one more time then pivoted on her feet and turned towards the bathroom, taking my hand and pulling her along with. Once in my bathroom, Sarah walked over to the counter and looked in the mirror, arching her butt out while I turned the shower on. While the shower heated up, I walked behind her and pressed my body into hers, our eyes meeting in the mirror.

She grinded back into me, my cock finding a resting spot pressed down between her legs as our eyes stayed locked together. She was still fairly wet, and as she slowly grinded into me I could feel her lips part and spread around the top side of my hardness, her warmth sending a shiver down my spine.

I could see the lust in her eyes, and as the shower got hot and steam started to rise, I briefly leaned back, gripped the base of my cock, and dragged my tip slowly up her slit. I saw her nod her head in the mirror, her eyes closing and her hands bracing on the counter as my tip came to a rest right at her opening. It took all the self restraint I had left to not slide into her, but wanting to tease a little more I pulled back, stepping into the shower and asking “you joining?” with a laugh.

She groaned out and responded, calling me an asshole in a playful tone, then pushed her way through the shower curtain and stepped in. I could tell she was a little flustered, but still was smiling and enjoying the tease as the sexual tension came back in full force between us.

We took turns standing in the hot water to warm up, then each soaping up and washing the front of our body. My shower is without a doubt my most cherished happy place (don’t ask me about my water bill), and I like being a little extra fancy. I spend a small fortune on a specific body scrub – and all my shower products I guess – that I like to use from time to time (Aesop Geranium Leaf Scrub if you ever want to treat yourself), and offered to use it on Sarah.

I stood behind her, the hot water running down the front of her body, and squeezed out a nice amount into my hands as she arched her butt out for me again. She groaned as I started to scrub her back, saying “fuck that feels so nice”.

I worked down her back, really trying to make sure I didn’t miss a spot. As I got lower, I bent down and took a knee so my head was level with her butt, playfully kissing it before starting to scrub the sides of her legs as well. She leaned forward and moaned, letting the water run over the tops of her shoulders momentarily and down her back. I scrubbed down to her calves, then had her tilt forward slightly again, letting the water rinse off most of the product.

Still on my knee behind her, I kissed the back of her thigh/hamstring, then placed a string of kisses up each leg towards her butt. She pushed back into me at the top, grinding her hips towards my face, letting out a moan as I continued. Mixed in with the citrusy aroma of the soap, I could also smell the sweet, dense scent of her wetness, and my mouth started salivating at the thought of tasting her.

I wrapped my arm around the front of her body and kissed my way up her spine though, soon standing behind her and pulling her torso up to lean back into me. My hand found a resting spot on the side of her neck/underside of her chin, and my trail of kisses worked up the opposite side of her neck, over her ear, then around to her mouth. She tilted her head to meet mine, her hips grinding into my cock once again as we kissed.

Her tongue quickly glanced across my lips, and in one slow, sensual motion she spun around, sliding her hand up the side of my body, the hot water cascading down between our torsos. She leaned back against the side of the shower wall, pulling me with her, my arm now pressed against the tile to the side of her head. Our tongues found each other as we kissed deeper, her moans vibrating across my lips.

Breaking away from our kiss after a minute or so, she spun me around, saying “your turn”.

She mirrored what I had done to her, scrubbing every inch of my back and glutes, then bending down and kissing down my legs while she continued to wash me. 10/10 – would recommend anyone reading to get a full body scrub from a beautiful person. She was a little quicker than I was, but I didn’t mind as I tilted forward and let the water rinse off my back. As she stood, her arm wrapped around the front of me, quickly grasping the base of my cock, bringing it quickly back to its full hardness.

Having spent so much time over the last few hours going from soft to hard over and over again, I was starting to feel that achy pleasurable feeling in my lower abdomen. I groaned as she kissed the back of my shoulder and stroked me under the hot water, whispering occasional compliments in my ear.

After a couple minutes of this, she let go of me and spun me around for a final kiss. The water was starting to lose its heat, so after washing our faces and each rinsing off one last time, we turned the shower off and stepped out. I grabbed her my favorite towel and helped dry her off before wrapping it around her waist, then getting a second one for myself.

I offered her some of my fancy facial and body lotion, and leaned back and admired her body as she leaned forward on the counter again, looking in the mirror as she rubbed it into her skin. Her breasts leaned forward, and her towel unwrapped slightly, sliding down her waist, framing her butt perfectly.

She noticed me watching her in the steamy mirror and smiled, then made a comment about having to steal some of my bath products. I responded playfully that she could try, but this would be the last massage she ever got from me. This caused her to giggle again, and as she did the towel around her waist slipped off completely and dropped to the floor. She turned her head to look at me and just said “oops”, then wiggled her butt and smiled.

I closed the distance between us, pressing my waist into her from behind, wrapping my hands around the front of her body to hold her breasts. I bent over and kissed down her spine, and as I got lower towards her butt she moaned and sighed. She dropped her forearms onto the counter and slid her waist back further, spreading her legs as I kissed over her butt. I could now definitely smell her arousal, and as she spread her legs a little wider her lips spread, showing me her soft and silky pink interior again, still glistening with wetness.

From the way she was grinding her hips back towards my face I knew what she wanted, but I still wanted her to tell me, asking “What do you want Sarah?”

She breathed out and said “please … I want to feel your tongue”.

After thinking and fantasizing about tasting her since we first started getting sexual, I didn’t have to be told twice. No sooner than she had finished her sentence, I leaned in and dragged my tongue slowly from her clit up to her opening. I savored the sweet, almost salty taste of her wetness as it pooled on the tip of my tongue. The feeling of her wetness running across my lips, her silky and warm skin pressed against my face … I couldn’t help but moan and start to lose myself in between her thighs.

She moaned as well, and I could feel her body drop and press more of her weight into my face as the longer strokes of my tongue started to focus more around her clit. I wrapped my lips around it and felt it quickly harden up again, noticing her breathing suddenly change and grow faster as I started to softly suck and grind my tongue against it. She moaned out a “holy fuck that feels good”, and as I readjusted slightly to get a better angle my towel dropped off my waist, letting my now throbbingly hard erection free.

I spent a couple minutes trying out a couple different strokes and techniques, but could quickly tell that she really responded to my lips wrapped around her clit, sucking on it gently while flicking my tongue across it. Very similar to the way she got off with my fingers, but with a little added pressure.

While I could tell she was starting to really get into it, the angle was hard to hold and was honestly a little painful on my neck, so I quickly stood up and spun her around. I debated lifting her onto the counter, but thought that might be a little uncomfortable for her, so I wrapped my arms around her and picked her up, her legs quickly wrapping around my lower waist, my cock pressing between our bodies. I carried her quickly back to my bedroom, her giggling along the way as she clung to me.

I somewhat roughly dropped her onto my bed on her back, and heard her let out another playful laugh. There was honestly only one thing on my mind – the lust and desire for her blocking out any other thought. I dropped to my knees again as she propped up onto her elbows, sitting up partially on the edge of the bed and spreading her legs wide for me. Within seconds I had picked up right where I left off, my lips wrapping around her clit, my tongue making sharp passes back and forth.

She moaned and dropped her head back, and I noticed one of her hands reach up to start playing with her breasts. While focusing on holding the same rhythm with my tongue, I looked up and met her gaze, watching the fingers of her right hand pinch and pull at her nipple. Her left hand reached down and wrapped into my hair, pulling my face deeper into her.

One of my hands wrapped around her thigh, holding it nice and wide. The other snaked underneath my chest, and my middle and ring finger effortlessly slid into her. As my fingers curled upwards, quickly finding the spongy texture of her g-spot, Sarah moaned loud and arched her back, grinding her hips up into my mouth. She cried out a loud “oh fuck baby right there”, and I briefly looked up to see the intense look on her face, her eyes scrunched together.

Her legs dropped wider, and I could feel her wetness increasing, mixing with my saliva as it spread across the lower portion of my face, chin, and hand. I started slowly ramping up the pressure I was applying with my mouth, sucking on her clit a little harder, flicking back and forth a little more intensely, and rhythmically curling my fingers up into her, essentially trying to press my fingers into my tongue through her body.

Within a couple minutes of holding this rhythm, savoring the taste and sounds of Sarah, she announced loudly that she was getting close and to not stop. I did not stop. I moaned into her, almost painfully as she pulled my hair harder and harder. I noticed how hard my cock was throbbing, almost as if I was also about to orgasm.

Within another minute, she let out a loud, drawn out guttural moan as her body tensed again. Her thighs squeezed around my head, her hands flung up to the sides of her body, her breasts heaved as my tongue continued to pleasure her through her orgasm. Her pussy clamped down around my fingers and I could feel the muscles of her pelvis spasming around them.

I backed off as her muscles relaxed and her orgasm subsided, this one feeling a little shorter but also deeper. She didn’t seem as wiped out after this orgasm, but still pulled me up towards her while saying how good it had felt. She still had a firefly look in her eyes as I crawled up beside her on the bed, and we quickly started kissing, her hands running up and down my back.

In between kisses she thanked me again for how good I had made her feel. I kissed down the side of her neck, my hardness resting against her hip leaking precum onto her. She wrapped her hand around it as I kissed towards her breast, and as I took one of her nipples gently into my mouth she ran her thumb in small circles around the tip of my cock. I moaned in pleasure as she pressed my head down harder into her chest, and as she started to stroke me she said “I want to feel you inside of me”.

I looked up at her, our eyes locking again and responded in agreement, saying I wouldn’t last long with how turned on I was. Kissing my way back up towards her face, all she said was “Good. Let me take care of you now.”

She pressed her hand into my shoulder, rolling me over onto my back. I scooted back up on the bed so I was sitting against my headboard, and she sat on her knees and stroked me a few more times, playing with the precum pooling on my tip at the top of each stroke. I asked if she wanted me to wear a condom – we had already talked about birth control (she has an IUD), and had both verbally said we were clean and recently tested – but she shook her head no and said “I really just want to feel you”.

Maybe a dumb decision in hindsight, but I trusted her, and watched in awe as she straddled my waist and effortlessly slid her body down onto my cock. As I slid into her with no resistance, her warmth wrapping around me for the first time, I dropped my head back and moaned. She took advantage of this quickly, leaning in and starting to suck on my neck and ear. She didn’t start moving yet, just sitting with my entire length in her and slowly grinding her hips back and forth.

She pulled away from my neck and we locked eyes again, pressing our foreheads together. Our breathing naturally started to line up, and we took a few deep breaths together. I said “you feel so much better than I could have imagined.”

As she lifted her hips slowly and started to ride me, dropping them back down and repeating, she responded “ugh this is perfect” and dropped her head back, giving me a beautiful view of her breasts as she bounced up and down.

She started slowly increasing the pace of her riding, and the intensity started growing between us again. My hands wrapped around her and held the back of her neck, and within a minute I knew I wasn’t going to last much longer.

I was moaning while she rode me, and once I started telling her I was close she leaned in and kissed me, biting my lower lip and telling me to let go. As my abdomen started spasming, she grabbed my wrist from behind her neck, quickly taking two of my fingers into her mouth. Sucking and biting on my fingers sent me over the edge, and on one final thrust up and down, my body convulsed and I started to unload inside of her.

The intensity of emptying myself into her raw, her warmth squeezing around me as I came … the feeling was almost overwhelming. My hands reached out and grabbed whatever part of her I could find as I sank into the bed, pulling her down on top of me. My lips found hers and she kissed me as I continued to spasm and slowly thrust into her, emptying myself deep inside of her.

After maybe 30 seconds of the intense head rushing orgasm, my toes curled and my legs tingling, stillness started to creep over me. The blissful warmth and post-orgasmic glow spread through my body as I held her on top of me, her lips slowly kissing around the side of my face. I don’t know exactly how long we laid together like that – her on top of me, my slowly hardening cock eventually sliding out of her, but before I knew it we were both starting to drift asleep.

As much as I wanted to just lay there and worry about cleaning up in the morning, I roused us enough to stand up and make one final trip to the restroom where we cleaned up and brushed our teeth. We soon returned to the bed though, and after a short little two minute debrief, mostly both of us praising the other and saying how happy we both were, we fell asleep, Sarah wrapped up in my arms.

Waking up to Sarah in my arms, the morning sun drifting in through my window, her head on my chest and her hair wildly strewn about my shoulder, I felt a deep feeling of peace and bliss. I drifted back to sleep, waking sometime later on my back, Sarah’s head no longer on my chest, but a warm, wet feeling beneath my legs underneath the blanket. I’ll save that story for another time though :)

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