First story here: A New Regular

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It’s the most cliched thing ever, and I can’t believe it really happened to me. I’d read the stories, seen the pornos, cum into multiple socks over the idea, but always acknowledged that it was the least likely thing to actually happen to anyone. Then it happened to me.

I had been studying massage so that I could make some extra money. She’d heard from a friend of mine that I was looking for people to practice on. She messaged me on Instagram and we picked a day for her to come over to my apartment for a free massage and it seemed like a normal interaction.

It changed as soon as she walked in the door.

You’re supposed to keep things really professional, especially since you’re going to be touching the person you’re making, potentially very intimately. You’re not supposed to do anything before or during the massage that would make the client feel unsafe or uncomfortable. So you definitely are not supposed to feel any attraction to the client.

But the way she smiled at me… that did it. I opened the door and said hi, and she kinda looked me over once and smiled. I’d never gotten so turned on all at once just from someone smiling at me. And I was about to have my hands all over her.

I lead her into my bedroom–oh god, she was going to be on my bed!

“I don’t have a table, yet, so I hope you don’t mind lying on my bed.”

She gave that little smile again. “I don’t mind. Sounds a little elicit, though.”

“Nothing elicit,” I laughed nervously. “I’ll keep it professional.”

“What a shame,” she smirked.

This threw me a little. I caught my breath and stuttered, “Well, I’ll step out. You can undress to your comfort level and then lay face down. Here’s a towel to cover you.”

I stepped out trying to tame my growing erection. Trying not to think about her undressing in my bedroom. Trying not to think about what parts of her body would be touching my sheets. All very unsuccessfully.

“I’m ready when you are,” she called.

I pushed open the bedroom door to find her completely naked face down on my bed. I stopped in my tracks thinking I’d walked in too soon. Feeling I should turn away, but not wanting to. Her skin looked so soft and her body had gentle curves. From the bit of side-boob mushed between her torso and the mattress, gently rippling down her side, hips widening a little and making way for a plump, round ass that seemed to be the centerpiece of a sumptuous feast. 

She laughed a little as she turned her head to see me staring. 

“It’s a bit of a daunting task to put the towel on after laying face down. I finally just gave up.”

I noticed the towel lying on the floor next to her.

“Oh, sorry, I’ll get that for you,” I said, bending over to pick up the towel.

“Thanks.”

I folded the towel to lay it across her mid-section. As I walked around behind to drape it over her, I noticed her legs parted slightly to reveal whisps of hair on a beautiful vulva. I almost lost it. My barely tamed half-chub sprang to a full hard-on in my pants. I quickly covered her, though I was practically certain at this point that all of this was intentional and that professional behavior didn’t interest her. 

I moved around her side and squirted a little arnica lotion on her back.

“Oh!” she squealed.

“Sorry,” I said, “cold?”

“Just a little surprising. It’ll feel better when you start rubbing me.”

I rubbed the lotion into her back and her skin felt amazing. So soft with pockets of tender plumpness. She moaned lightly as I rubbed, still just gently moving my hands over her back.

“That good?” I asked.

“Incredibly. I really need this.” She paused. “I have a lot of tension I need to release.”

“That’s what I’m here for,” I replied, moving my hands up to her shoulders. They were squeezed up by her ears since her arms were folded under her head. I gently started to move them so I could get to her neck and shoulders.

“I never know what to do with my hands,” she said. “You clearly don’t have that issue. Your hands are wonderful.”

“Just put them to the side for now,” I said, my boner pulsing a little from her compliment.

As I moved around the side of the bed she splayed her arms out at either side–not down by her sides, as I’d meant–stroking my now very hard penis through my shorts. I jumped a little.

“Oh, sorry!”

“No, I–I meant you should–”

“I thought that was only supposed to happen to the client and I didn’t know it was that kind of massage,” she said with a laugh.

“Sorry, it just–occupational hazard, I guess.”

“No worries,” she turned her head and smiled at me again. God, that smile!

I continued to work her shoulders, shoulder blades, down her lower back. I was way more turned on than I should have been. I tried to scold myself for how I was feeling, but she was really moaning, telling me how good my hands were, at one point she just said my name and that was enough to almost make me cream my pants!

I was working my thumbs just under the towel at her hips. Then I moved to her left thigh when she lifted her head a bit.

“You’re not gonna massage my butt?” she asked.

“Oh I didn’t know if… unless you want…”

“I’m tense everywhere!”

I took a beat. ‘This is a test,’ I thought, even though everything she’d done this far indicated that she was interested in a different kind of massage.

“Sure,” I said. Through the towel, I took my elbow and dug deep into the side of her ass.

“Oh!” she let out a guttural moan.

“Too hard?” I asked.

“No such thing,” she gasped.

I went harder, but it was difficult to keep the towel in place.

“You can just get rid of that,” she said. “I mean, you’ve obviously already seen…”

At this point I didn’t need to be told twice. I pulled the towel off to get another look at her beautiful round tush. I lotioned up my hands again and rubbed right into her soft, warm flesh. She started moaning again and I knew we weren’t giving a regular massage anymore.

I squeezed and rubbed and pulled her cheeks apart with my thumbs. As I did she spread her legs slightly. I was looking right up her puckered asshole and finally got a real look at her juicy pussy, beautiful whisps of light hair glistening in juices that started dripping from her lips onto my sheets.

I kept massaging as my thumbs crept closer and closer between her legs. She was practically lifting her gorgeous ass off the bed toward me when I finally let my finger graze her puffy vulva.

Her breathing was speeding up, so I moved my fingers finding her clit, first just pressing down on it.

“Mmhmm, mmhmm!”

By now, all bets were off, so I climbed into the bed with her and started kissing and biting her ass while I fingered her. I put my thumb deep inside her and she was whimpering my name again. I kissed, licked, and gently dug my teeth into her beautiful cheek.

“Spank it!”

“Huh?” I wasn’t sure I’d heard right.

“Please spank it. Keep your finger in there and spank it really hard!”

I started rubbing the side of her ass getting it ready.

“You really want me to?” I teased.

“Uh-huh!”

“Really???”

“Pleeease!”

I interrupted her with a hard smack right where I’d prepped her.

“Yes! Again!”

I smacked her ass again, grabbing onto it as my hand landed on her.

She pulled my finger out from her dripping pussy so she could turn over. She had the most amazing pair of tits and a cute tummy over her bush and gorgeous muff. I looked her over trying to decide where my mouth wanted to go first.

“Like what you see?” she asked, spreading her dripping lips with her fingers.

“I’m supposed to stay professional,” I started, “but you’re so…”

“What attracts you the most?” She wiggled a little and grinned at me.

That stunning, sexy, knowing smile overtook me. I tossed my shirt off and climbed on top of her, kissing up her neck, across her face, and landing on those delicious lips. I kissed her hard as she grabbed my shoulders and pulled me into her.

I kept kissing her and grabbed her boob while she moved her hands down my back, under my pants, and started pulling them off. I helped her remove my pants without taking my mouth off of hers while she grabbed onto my ass and squeezed.

Once we were both naked, she grabbed my cock and pulled. She moved her tongue around my mouth while tugging my shaft.

“You like the way my tongue feels?” she hinted.

“A lot.”

“I want to taste it. And I want you to taste me.”

Before I knew it, I’d repositioned myself, her glorious mound in my face. I grabbed her amazing ass and pulled her clit to my mouth. I felt her lips closed around my head. They moved down my shaft as her tongue pressed against my frenulum. I instinctively moved my hips along with her sucking while I licked and sucked and nibbled her clit. Her hips were moving, too, and I held her firmly against my face.

Her mouth was warm and wet moving up and down my dick, waves of pleasure flowing through my whole body.

I held her clit between my lips and moved my tongue over her while I slid a finger easily inside her and started moving it in that “come hither” movement against her g-spot. My other arm was wrapped around her waist and her hips were shaking. I wanted her to feel the same pleasure she was giving me stroking my wet cock right up to her lips and then taking it all against her tongue and slowly sliding it out, always keeping steady pressure directly under my dickhead.

I didn’t think I could handle it much longer. I was hard and pulsing in her mouth trying to hold her in mine.

Finally I came up for air to say, “I’m gonna cum!”

She let go of me immediately. She’d been edging me the whole time, getting me right to the brink. But this time I didn’t think I could hold it in anymore.

“Fuck me!”

“Now?”

“Bend me over and fuck me till you cum!”

I stood up and pulled her to the edge of the bed. My throbbing cock slid so easily into the pussy I’d warmed up. I’d never felt such good fucking.

I thrust and thrust, holding her hips and watching her ass jiggle with every pound.

I didn’t know how much more I had in me. Everything about her soft skin and her wet mouth and pussy felt incredible and I was amazed I lasted this long. I just didn’t want it to end.

But I heard a cry from her that she hadn’t made yet as she called out, “Yes, yes! Fuck!”

Her muscles clenched around my dick and I lost it. I held tighter to her because my knees went weak as I shot load after load right inside of her. She gripped me, holding me in place as her ass pushed right up against my hips.

My entire body shuddered as I collapsed onto her, reaching under her to get another grab of her amazing breast. She quivered as I pulled myself out from her, cum and pussy juice dripping to the floor I rolled onto my back next to her and she rolled herself over, arm across my chest. Our very sweaty bodies clung to each other.

“Did you have a good massage?” I asked.

“The best,” she giggled.

“Can I assume you’ll become a regular client?”

“I’ll probably have to,” she mused. “You’re the only masseuse who knows exactly how I like to have my most sensitive areas taken care of.”

“Can I asked you something?” I tentatively inquired.

“I don’t think anything will be too taboo after that.”

“Did you come here thinking this world happen or did something about me make you want to get naughty?”

She grinned a little, melting me all over again.

“Well, to be totally honest,” she said, “as soon as you opened the door, the way you smiled made me really horny.”

Source: reddit.com/r/Erotica/comments/d4cgbq/first_story_here_a_new_regular