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For several years, the sex life at home had been waning, it eventually got to the point of nonexistence. I managed for about a year but then the sexual urges just got too strong to ignore. I never thought of seeking out an affair or paying a prostitute. I had no wish to be unfaithful. However, the feeling of a woman’s touch began to overwhelm me. I finally succumbed to my feelings and visited a massage parlor. Having someone, a stranger, touching me all over and then stroking my dick at the end was certainly better than masturbating. There was still something lacking. Most of the girls working in the parlors were young and did not really have a clue on how to give a massage. They were in it for a quick buck. It was basically light rubbing on the back for a noticeably short time and then getting you to roll over for a quick jack hammer hand job. After three or four trips to different places I realized I was just wasting my money. Oh well, back to jerking myself off watching porn.
Perhaps six months since I had last visited a massage parlor, I noticed an ad in the services section of the want ads in the local newspaper. The tittle was simply the word massage in bold type. The ad stated that full body massage was being offered by an experienced masseuse in the privacy of her home.
My wife was going to be out for the day for lunch and shopping with the girls. After she left the house, I went back to the ad for the phone number and called. The woman who answered informed me in a very pleasant voice that she had no other appointments booked that day and could take me anytime. After giving me her general location, I replied that I could be there within thirty minutes. She said that would be fine and gave me her address.
Arriving at the given address I parked on the street and walked to the side door as she had instructed. I rang the doorbell. Through a speaker I heard a woman asking who it was. I informed her that I had called earlier about a massage, to which she instructed me to come in and go up the stairs. I walked in and found myself in a closed stairway leading to the second floor. She occupied the second-floor apartment above the garage of the house. I walked to the top where I found a closed door on the right. I did not know if I should just walk in, so I decided to knock. Immediately the door opened.
I came face to face with a very pleasant looking woman with a warm smile. She was of average height, and build. I made her out to be mid-forties. She wore a pair of very tight blue jeans that clung to her legs, and a thin tank top type of top. It was quite evident that she had full shapely breasts that were not encumbered by the restraints of a bra. Dark brown hair framed her face. She was bare footed.
“Please come in. My name is Abby and I am glad to meet you” she said. And then closed the door behind me. The room was a combination kitchen and living room. A hallway led from the room to what I assumed was the bedroom and washroom area. The only furnishings in the living room area was a small portable television in the corner and on one wall a couch with one end table. Across from the couch near the opposite wall was a massage table. It was not like any I had previously seen. It was much wider than a standard massage table, at least one and a half times. It was also lower to the floor than normal.
As I was taking this all in, she came up beside me and placed her hand on my shoulder. “Please sit,” and motioned me over to the massage table. She came and sat beside me. Looking at me she inquired as to whether I had ever had a massage. I informed her that I had. At this point she asked if I preferred a deep tissue massage or a full body relaxation massage.
“I think the full body relaxation massage sounds good,” I said.
She nodded and informed me “I offer two choices. The first is a sixty-dollar full body massage for sixty minutes. The second is one hundred dollars for ninety minutes or more and includes a relaxing hot bath to relax and prepare you for the massage.”
“That sounds interesting. Never had anything like that. I think I will give it a try,” I replied.
She smiled at me saying, Take off your clothes and put them over there on the couch and I will go and prepare your bath. Once undressed just sit and relax until I am ready for you.”
I took off my clothes and sat on the couch. I could feel the anticipation rising, wondering what this would be like. There was also a bit of excitement building as I thought about the fact that I was sitting naked in a woman’s apartment, who was a total stranger. This was a first for me.
After what seemed an eternity, she came back and took my hand as she said, “Come with me please. You are not to do a thing. Your job is to just relax and let me do everything to make you feel comfortable and relaxed.” She led me to her bathroom.
The tub was a large, old claw foot model. I immediately was aware of an enticing fragrance. “It’s essential oils that will help relax you,” she informed me as if she could read my mind.
After getting in she asked me to stretch out and lay back. The water was hot. Not uncomfortably so, but it warmed me intensely. Abby then kneeled at the side of the tub and put her hands into the water. Slowly she began pushing the water up and over my stomach and up to my chest and then gently caressed me. She used her hands to rub along the length of my legs right up to the top of my thighs. The feel of the touch of her hands along with the warmth of the water was having an arousing affect on me. I could feel tingling in my scrotum and along the length of my cock telling me I was about to get an erection. She continued her caresses all over the front of my body, getting so teasingly close to my cock but never actually touching it.
She continued this ritual all over my body. My legs, torso, arms, shoulder, and neck all getting softly caressed with the warm water and her hands.
“Can you feel all the tension leaving your body?” asked Abby. “Don’t think of anything else except for the relaxing effects of the warm water,” she said.
This went on for a while. My head lay back against the back of the tub, my eyes closed thinking only of the feel of her hands and the warmth of the water. Her voice shook me from my state of relaxation and abandon as she asked me to stand up. Once standing she poured liquid soap in her hand and started soaping up my chest. She washed all over my chest and down over my stomach then down lower. She gently and slowly soaped my cock and balls.
This was a new experience. Never had anyone wash my junk. It was quite arousing, and immediately lead to another erection. I must have blushed because she looked directly at me, smiled, and told me not to be embarrassed, as it was quite natural. Wow this woman was blowing my mind. She was caressing and rubbing my entire body as well as my privates as if it were nothing. She continued washing downwards to my thighs and down to the water line. She asked me to lift my legs one at a time to finish soaping each leg.
When done she asked me to turn and began at the top of my shoulders and worked her way down. She washed both cheeks of my but and then slid her hands between them and teased my ass with her soapy hands and fingers. She then circled my ass with one finger, driving me absolutely crazy. She then slowly and gently inserted a finger in my ass and slowly twisted it around. I could not believe she was actually cleaning my asshole. She then turned me again so I was facing her and said, “You can sit down now.”
She used her hands to rub me all over with water to rinse off the soap. She asked me to stand and she placed a towel on the floor next to the tub. She grabbed another large bath sheet and dried me off. Once done she wrapped the sheet around me, took my hand and lead me out to the massage table. She asked me to lie face down with my face buried a hole at one end and covered me with a large towel.
“This will keep you warm. Just relax and be still and I will return shortly,” she told me.
Several minutes later I could hear her bare feet crossing the floor. I heard some noises from the window and the room became darker, so I assume she was closing the blinds. Shortly after, soft music could be heard playing quietly. I could feel her presence at the side of the table next to me. I felt the towel being removed and then her hands on my back. They were very warm and soft. She slowly moved her hands all around my back then across my buttocks and down both legs. I began to feel a tingling just below the skin spread across my entire body.
She kept one hand on my back and moved from where she was at my side to directly behind my head. She removed her hand and when her hands made contact again, they were coated in a warm oil. She began slow long sweeping strokes from the top of my back all the way down to the top of my ass. Once she had the oil spread over me, she began to knead the top of my shoulders and base of the neck with a bit more pressure. She did this in smooth continuous circular motions with her hands never leaving me. She took her time. She continued this motion all the way down my back to the top of my ass.
It was such an intense feeling of pleasure. I have never felt so relaxed. This woman knew what she was doing. Not like the parlors I had visited. As she bent over, leaning over my head to reach down my back, I could feel her breasts weighing on my head. I could swear there was no material between them and my head. I was sure I felt a nipple on the back of my head. She stood up, and while she left a hand in contact with my skin she moved to the other end of the table by my feet.
She began massaging my leg, beginning at my ankle. She worked her way up slowly. Both her hands together were sliding from my ankle up and over my calf to the joint behind my knee. There she would let her hands separate and slide down to the sides of my leg. One hand was on the outside, the other on the inside. She would then slide them down along the outsides of my leg back down to the ankle. She slowly repeated this many times.
She moved from the foot of the table to the side. Now as she slid her hands up my leg she did not stop at the back of the knee. Her hands slid up to just bellow my but. Once again, her hands split so one went down the outside and the other along the inside. Oh my God what a feeling. The inside of the thigh is so sensitive. As she slid the hand down the inside her fingers were so close to my balls and I was tingling all over. The hands slowly move all the way down the outsides of my leg to below my calf, and she begins the upward motion again. This entire move was done smoothly in one continuous motion, without pause, over and over and over again. Each time she reaches the top of the stroke she went a little farther than the time before.
The hands were now massaging up across my entire ass. The outside hand slid down to my hip, The inside hand moved across my ass as far as my butt crack and as it proceeds downward, she lets her fingers slip into the crack of my bum. As that hand continues down toward the table her fingers lightly passed across my butt hole and then made a slight contact with my balls, sending shivers throughout my entire body.
I had a raging erection that was pressing into the massage table. She must have repeated that motion a dozen times. I did not want her to ever stop. Eventually she stopped, moved to the other side, and repeated the entire process on the other leg. Each time I felt her hands begin their upward motion I would begin to tingle in anticipation of her warm soft hands softly caressing across my butt hole and glancing against the side of my ball sack. The feeling of bliss I was experiencing was like nothing I had felt before. Yes, there was something sexual and exciting about having a strange woman handling my naked body in this way, but her hands were expertly loosening my muscles and with each stroke deepening my state of total relaxation.
Once done with my legs she began to focus on my ass. She let her hands knead my ass cheeks like they were dough. She worked the muscles deeply, and to my disappointment avoided my butt hole and balls. Her kneading of my glutes felt extremely good and non-sexual and my erection subsided. That was only temporary. She stopped her deep kneading and just let the palms of her hands rest on each cheek. I could feel the heat from her hands permeating my flesh.
Very slowly she moved one hand toward my butt crack and placed one finger between the top of the cheeks then slowly and lightly sliding it downward across my butt hole. A shot of electricity shot through me as she did this repeatedly. I did not realize that my butt hole could be a source of such pleasure. Once again, my cock became rock hard. After several passes of her fingers I could feel warm air on my but. Besides teasing my butt hole with her finger she was now blowing softly on it. I let an uncontrollable moan escape my lips. “Hmm, you like this,” she whispered softly.
“Oh god yes,” I stammered.
She continued her teasing of my but hole and then with her other hand began to run her fingers along my ball sack. I don't know how I didn't blow my load right then and there. After several minutes she began to run just the tips of her fingernails lightly across my butt, the back of my legs and back. Tiny electric pulses awakening every nerve ending of my skin.
As she completed an upward pass up my back she slowed and let her palm rest on my shoulder. Her other hand softly caressed my head. I could feel her warm breath against my ear and in an almost inaudible voices whispered, “You can turn over now.”
I was a bit embarrassed due to my throbbing erect cock but turned over as instructed. After having my face buried in the hole in the table and with my eyes closed most of that time, it took a second or two to adjust. She was behind my head, so I could not see her. I felt her hand lift my head as she placed a small pillow under my head to prop it up slightly. As she moved back to my side, my suspicions from earlier were confirmed. She had removed her top exposing beautiful full breasts with large nipples.
Her blue jeans were also gone. She was stark naked. My head was turned to the side and I could not stop staring. Her breasts were not the perky things of a young girl. They were round and full and had a slight natural sag as well as hard long nipples. She had the slight roundness to her belly. Not fat, just not flat and hard. She had no pubic hair. It looked perfectly smooth with no trace of stubble whatsoever. Her pubic bone was pronounced and protruding. Not a young center page model but a striking figure.
Catching my stare she whispered, “I hope you don’t mind. I do not like getting my clothes stained with the oil and it is much easier to shower than doing laundry.”
I informed her that I did not mind and complimented her on her looks. She smiled, thanked me then went to stand behind my head. After rubbing more oil onto her hands, she began massaging my chest lightly at first and then gradually increasing the pressure. Her hands worked in unison in small counterclockwise circles across my chest. Slowly she moved downward making her way to my belly. As she worked lower, she had to lean over me causing her breasts to glance over my face. There was no hint of perfume, just her natural scent that oozed freshness.
My cock was standing straight up and pulsing. She continued her strokes, continuing her downward progression. She eventually came to my pubic area. Her fingers gently contacting the base of my engorged cock. Her full breasts pushing on my face. I was so tempted to kiss and suck the deliciously hard erect nipples as they crossed my face, but I was afraid of doing something uncalled for. I simply lack the words to describe the feeling of pleasure pulsing through my body.
She moved to the foot of the table without removing her one hand which slid down from my chest along my stomach and the length of my leg until she reached the foot of the table. She began massaging the front of my legs in a much similar way she had done the backs. This time however once she reached her way up to my knees she did not move to my side. She used her hands to separate my legs, then crawled up onto the table, on her knees between my legs. The site of her kneeling between my legs on her knees with her breasts hanging down was intoxicating. My cock was throbbing so bad it was almost painful.
From her position she began massaging up my leg. As she had done with the backs, she increased the length of the stroke each time. She finally reached the top of my thigh. As her inside hand descended toward the table her fingers once again contacted my balls. I was in such ecstasy. I was dying for her to grab my cock, but she did not. She repeated this with my other leg.
When she was done, she looked up at me and said, “You have such a nice cock.”
I chuckled and replied, “Aren’t they all the same.”
“Oh no, they are all different. Some are even ugly. Yours is so nicely shaped and proportioned. May I have a taste?” she asked.
I smiled and responded, “Has anyone ever refused?”
She smiled, looked right at me, bent forward, and kissed the tip of my cock. I uncontrollably jerked and moaned. She bent lower and let her tongue lick up from the base of my cock right up to the tip. She then let her tongue circle the head sending shock waves through me down to my core. She continued to lick up and down the sides of my cock. She stopped looked up and whispered, “You taste good.”
I could not reply. She began to suck the whole of my pulsating member slowly and sensually. With each downward stroke she went lower, swallowing more and more of me until she had my entire length in her hot wet mouth. With my cock buried all the way to the back of her throat she used her tongue to tease the head. I could not keep still. My ass rose from the table so as to go even deeper. I could feel the blood pulsing through my cock. She removed her mouth and bent my legs at the knees, so my feet were on the table and my knees up exposing my groin and giving her free access to the area.
Lowering her head almost to the table she took one of my balls in her mouth and sucked gently as she took her hand and wrapped it around my engorged cock. As she stroked slowly up and down, she used her tongue to slowly lick all over my ball sack. She let her tongue trace downward between my aching balls to their base. Her tongue slowly teased the sensitive area between my balls and ass. I was totally out of control.
Any thought of conscious movement was gone as I began reacting solely by instinct in response to her ministrations. Her tongue moved lower yet to my sensitive bum hole. Her tongue tip circling it and licking across it. I jerked upward uncontrollably as she slowly pushed her tongue into my ass. Slowly she started to move her tongue in and out fucking my ass. I really didn't know how I was not cumming all over her.
The urge to taste this woman overwhelmed me. Without thinking I let slip out “I would like to do that for you.”
“Oh God yes, please.” She moaned.
With that she turned so her knees were on each side of my hips and her head was facing my feet. She moved again so her knees were slightly behind and on either side of my head. As her mouth again engulfed my cock, she lowered herself so that her pussy was just above me. What a sight. She had large protruding inner lips that were beautifully shaped. Her lips were parted exposing a view of her large clit. It looked like a little prick. The inside of her pussy was glistening with moisture and an invitingly pretty shade of pink.
Without a second thought I reached out my tongue and licked the outside of each lip. I then took them both into my mouth and sucked on them. Even though my cock filled her mouth she moaned loudly. Releasing her pussy lips from my mouth I let my tongue slide along the moist silky-smooth inner wall of one lip and then the other. I stretched my tongue deep within her and licked upward feeling the upper wall of her pussy until I reached her clit. It was large and hard. I ran my tongue over it feeling her buck her hips as I did so. I pursed my lips around her clit and started a slow sucking motion. She moaned loader and let her weight come off her knees, so her body fell on my face. Her cunt fully pressing down on my mouth.
With each sucking and licking motion I imparted to her wet cunt she began to suck my cock harder and faster. I was so overwhelmed with a tightening feeling deep within the pit of my stomach. My cock pulsed. It felt like it wanted to break out of its constraining skin. Even though I was having trouble taking in air as her pussy totally covered my mouth, I continued to plunge my tongue deeper inside her.
As her mouth frantically moved up and down my cock, her lips squeezing tightly while her tongue teased my cock head, she used her finger to tease my ass. This generated a new height of arousal for me. Suddenly she plunged her finger deep into my ass. I arched upward driving my cock down her throat and clamping my lips on her clit and sucked on her as furiously as she was sucking me.
The sexual frenzy took over both our bodies. Her head bobbing up and down sucking furiously the length of my cock, while finger fucking my ass. My face buried deep in her cunt alternating from sucking her engorged clit to licking the moist interior of her. My hips pushed upward slamming my cock deep into her mouth. She squirmedg and wiggled and pushed down on my mouth, both of us moaning loudly and uncontrollably.
“Oh God fuck my ass.” She screamed suddenly. “Please put your finger in my ass and fuck me”
Without even thinking about it, I remove my mouth from her pussy and began licking her ass trying to moisten it. I inserted a finger into her cunt coating it in her natural lubrication then began teasing the ring of her but hole. “Oh, fuck shove it in,” she implored.
I shoved my finger into her ass, and she moaned loudly. I began fucking her ass with my finger as I once again clamped on to her clit. I was having trouble staying on it as she bucked wildly. She was sucking with all abandon now. Her face hitting my pubic area with each downward stroke of her head and her hand fucked my ass wildly.
Her bucking stopped. She pushed down hard against my face. I could hardly draw in air. I began to feel a tremor run through her and her pussy quivered on my face. Her legs squeezed tight against my head and began to tremble. She lifted her mouth from my cock and expelled a loud guttural growl. My tongue and mouth became immersed in a warm fluid. At first, I thought she had peed, but there was no odor and no salty taste. She had cum.
She Immediately went back to sucking my cock and finger fucking my ass. The intensity was growing deep within me and quickly rushing to my groin area. I was past the point of no return. I was going to cum.
A pulsing began deep in my balls then the surge pulsed from the base of my cock towards the head. I moaned loudly and exploded in the back of her throat. Stream after stream shot from my cock and splashed into her. She continued sucking and swallowing without missing a beat.
When I was done, she took my cock out of her mouth and licked it all over. She rested her head sideways on my now flaccid member and gently stroked my thighs. She had moved up a bit, so her pussy was no longer resting on my mouth but just by my chin. What a wonderous site. It was open, wet, and glistening. I was tempted to lick again but was exhausted.
She slowly lifted herself off me and stood. She bent and kissed me on the cheek. “Not only is your cock pretty, you taste good too,” she said smiling.
She told me she would go start the shower for me and left the room. Shortly, she called me into the bathroom. We showered together helping to soap each other. I spent a little extra time on her breasts and then sucked her hard nipples. “You better cut that out. Leave something for the next time.” She said in a teasing voice.
After dressing, she asked if I enjoyed the session. I replied I had and would love to return.
“I would love to have you. Let me give you the phone number before you leave as I rarely run the add in the newspaper. I do not want a lot of clients. I would prefer a small number of regular customers. I never see more than one client a day,” She explained and handed me a card with her number.
Needless to say, I did return several times. Each more pleasurable than the last. I had been trying to call for an appointment for several days without getting a response. Finally, I got a message that the number was no longer in service. For the hell of it I drove over and rang the bell. An older fellow stepped out from the garage and asked if I was looking for Abby. He then explained she was from out west and her elderly parents were in poor health, so she left to return home and help in their care. I was heartbroken.
That was around fifteen years ago. I have had countless massages since then. None of them have come close to evoking the feelings and sensuality I experienced at the hands of Abby. The memory of those encounters will stay with me to the grave.
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