The time I [M] did a rubdown on this crazy [F] chick

I was fresh out of Massage therapy school, passed the exams, had that precious license in hand. I ran the ads, waited for the money to roll in, all of the ads for the college read “work when you want, as much as you want.” So, I expected clients to call.

They didn’t, it was two full weeks before I got my first client, a chubby 50 year old housewife with a bad back. I finally built up to having three regular clients, plus a few one timers, and was working in a parts store to make enough money to eat. Part of my problem was that I didn’t want to work with men, at first I actually did but after seeing a few erections slide out from under the drapes I got turned off on them.

Of course my work was completely legitimate, the college did a good job of explaining that any nudity beyond what was “normal” or any improper touch and there would go the expensive license plus off to jail. The real world of the massage profession and the image the ads designed to get us in school were two completely different things. Needless to say, I was getting discouraged.

The ads in the local paper didn’t work, hanging business cards on message boards didn’t either. Then one day while playing with my computer I found this place called Craigslist. So, I ran an ad, posted my license number, my $25 per hour rates, which should give you an idea of how long ago this was.

I got responses, about 90% were from guys, half of those had pictures of erections which I wanted nothing to do with.

Then I got another housewife type, she asked me to work on her breasts, saying they hurt and she wasn’t bashful, so I did. Of course that broke the rules, later I was waiting for one of the massage board enforcement agents to show up and arrest me. But nothing happened, she was happy with my work and rebooked, cool!

Before long, I figured out that I needed to please the client, so I relaxed and just followed the lead of whoever was on the table. I was careful to keep a drape between their legs but I was also getting pretty close and they all seemed to like it, I was rubbing nearly all of their behinds nicely.

Then I got a call, a nice sounding lady wanted me to do an outcall to a motel room nearly 40 miles up the coast. I almost said no, but finally decided what the hell.

She turned out to be about my age, short cropped hair, pretty in a way and seemed to be nicely built.

“You have no idea how badly I need this.” She told me with a big smile. The room was tiny, I had to move the bed over, and push a table and chair up against the wall to set up my table. The lady had a robe on, she took that off before I could step out, she had on a thong and a halter top underneath. Once on the table, I started to drape her but she told me we wouldn’t need that.

I started on her feet, barely made it to her knees when she asked me if she had to wear the top. By then I had done quite a few topless women so I told her no problem, what ever made her comfortable. She took off the top, laid back down. Her breasts were smallish but firm appearing, her nipples large and black as coal. I was rubbing the back of her legs, she began spreading them further and further until her feet were hanging off each side.

She kept asking me to go higher, my fingers were already right at the edge of the thong, then she asked me if she could take that off. I hesitated, she told me it was all right, that she wasn’t bashful, and she reached back and began to tug it down. OK, I decided, so I reached up and helped her, there was her very hairy vagina, her legs splayed widely. Her labia were swollen, huge, while I didn’t have a lot of experience with women I had seen a few, but nothing like that.

I started to work again on her legs, she kept saying, “higher, it’s OK.” and finally I was touching her at the end of each stroke.

Her butt lifted up, again she said, “higher!” and now sounded almost urgent. But anything higher was going to be.. inside? So, I let one finger slip inside of her, she groaned and climaxed, just like that. My hand was suddenly sloppy wet, this was beyond anything I had ever done up to that moment, and she sure was not stopping, her fanny was bouncing up and down.

“Push, deeper!” She was almost yelling now., so I pushed two fingers in, finally ending up with all four fingers in there. I was obviously breaking every rule the State had, but in that situation I could not stop myself. This went on for what seemed to be an amazingly long time, she was in continuous orgasm and the table looked like someone had dumped a 5 gallon bucket of fluid on it. Next she flipped over onto her back, both of her hands went between her legs, she had her knees pulled up, splayed widely. She began demanding loudly that I rub her nipples, so I did. She kept wanting it harder, until I was squeezing them so hard I was worried about hurting her. She still appeared to be in almost continuous climax.

Then finally, almost suddenly, she appeared to be done. She lay back flat with her eyes closed. I watched her for a few seconds, her tummy was flushed bright pink, her very dark nipples were extended and she seemed to be almost asleep.

I stepped into the bathroom to wash my hands, got one of my towels and returned to clean up the mess. She was sitting upright now, still naked.

“OK, let’s do you now!” She said, hopping up. She actually pushed me back until I was leaning against the table, then she had my jeans undone and jerked them down before I could stop her. She grabbed my half hard dick and began to work it, leaning down with her face inches away, there was nothing gentle about what she was doing at all. For a moment I thought she was going to put her mouth on me but she didn’t, she just kept pounding away until I could not hold back and let fly. It hit her in the face, her tits, on her stomach, another pretty good mess.

“There! That was fun.” She told me. By the time I got my pants back up and fastened she was in her thong and halter top, she grabbed a short pullover and slid it on, and she was out the door. I was trying to get my table folded, I heard her car start and she was gone.

That was my very first experience with something like that, I got my table folded up, loaded, and was in my car headed home when I realized she hadn’t paid my fee. I also realized I didn’t even know her name.

Oh, well. Back home, I clicked on my computer, to check my emails. There was one from her.

All it said was, “Thanks!”

In the many years since, I have had a lot of experiences. I learned to follow the client’s lead, and half of the massages were just that, massages. Some got erotic, touching. I ran into quite a few couples, husband wanting to watch, fantasy stuff. Not once did I ever have full sex with a client, but I sure did touch a lot of them.

But that one woman, I never forgot her, she was my very first one I ever crossed that line with. She also was the most amazing. I have never seen or even heard of any female that can go into orgasm and just stay in that state for what had to be at least 15 full minutes.

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