Amateur Massage Leads to Intense Fucking Noisy Orgasm

Title: “Tantric Tensions: A Sensual Massage Turned Taboo Fuck”

The dimly lit massage parlor was filled with the soft tinkling of elevator music and the occasional moans of satisfied patrons. In one of the private rooms, a voluptuous young woman named Stella lay face down on the massage table, a flimsy towel the only thing covering her lean curves. Her blonde hair was swept up in a messy bun, tendrils framing her face as she rested her head on her folded arms.

Massage therapist David entered the room, his muscular frame barely contained by his white coat. He had been looking forward to this session all day – Stella was a regular client and always left big tips, but more than that, there was just something about her that stirred his loins. Maybe it was the way she always managed to flash him a peek of her perky ass or the way her moans hit just a notch higher when he massaged her erogenous zones.

David started with Stella’s back, his strong hands kneading her shoulder blades and working their way down her spine. He could feel her tense beneath his touch, her breath shallow. “Relax,” he murmured, “Let the tension melt away.” As his hands slipped lower, caressing the small of her back, his thumbs brushed against the lacy edges of her towel. Just the barest graze, but it was enough to make Stella gasp.

Emboldened, David let his hands wander, grazing the sides of her breasts as he reached under the towel to massage her ribs. He could feel her nipples stiffen, could practically hear her heart pounding. “I…I don’t think this is proper,” Stella stammered, even as she arched into his touch.

“Shh,” David hushed her, his voice low and rough with desire. “Just relax. Let me make you feel good.” His hands slipped down to her hips, then to her thighs. He could feel the heat emanating from between her legs, could feel her trembling beneath him. Slowly, teasingly, he reached higher, his fingertips grazing her inner thighs.

“Please,” Stella whimpered, her voice barely above a whisper. “Don’t stop.” David oblige, running his fingers along her slit through her damp panties. She was soaked. With a low growl, he hooked his fingers into her underwear and tugged them down, revealing the glistening folds of her pussy.

“Fuck, you’re so wet,” David groaned, running a finger along her slick slit. Stella moaned, high and needy, her hips bucking into his touch. Unable to help himself, David plunged two fingers deep inside her, reveling in the way her velvet walls clenched around him. “You like that, don’t you?” he purred, pumping his fingers in and out. “You like being fingered by your massage therapist.”

“Yes. Oh god, yes,” Stella moaned, grinding herself shamelessly onto his hand. David could feel his own cock straining against his pants, begging to be freed. But he resisted, wanting to fully satisfy Stella first. He curled his fingers just so, stroking that spongy spot inside her that made her see stars.

With his free hand, David tugged open his pants, letting his rigid cock spring free. He stroked himself in time with the thrusts of his fingers, groaning at the sensation. “Do you want my cock?” he ground out. “Do you want me to fuck you right here on this table?”

“Yes,” Stella hissed. “Fuck me. Please, I need it.” Her begging was music to his ears. Swiftly, David released her, just long enough to strip off his clothes before mounting her from behind. She was still lying face down, her ass raised and aching for his touch.

For a moment he just admired the view – her toned back and legs, the dripping wetness of her pussy, the way her blonde hair had come undone, cascading down her back in tangles. Then he lined himself up with her entrance and surged forward, burying himself to the hilt in one smooth stroke.

“Fuck!” Stella cried out, arching her back and pushing back to meet his thrusts. David groaned, reveling in the tight, wet heat of her pussy. He grabbed her hips, using the leverage to pound into her harder and deeper. The sound of skin slapping against skin filled the room, punctuated by Stella’s wanton moans.

The sight of Stella’s ass jiggling with each thrust was too much for David to resist. He let go of her hips to give each globe a firm smack, making Stella yelp in surprise and arousal. “You like that, don’t you?” he taunted. “You like being spanked while I fuck you.”

“Yes! Harder,” Stella begged. David obliged, raining a series of stinging slaps down on her plump rear. The whole room smelled of sex and desperation, the Clinical music now punctuate by the echoes of flesh hitting flesh, and the gagging wet sounds as the cock pierced into the slick folds.

David was losing control, his hips pistoning wildly, chasing his own release. He reached around to rub Stella’s clit, wanting to feel her come undone first. “That’s it, baby,” he growled. “Come on my cock. Let me feel you.”

With a keening cry, Stella did just that, her thighs clamping around David’s hips and her pussy spasming wildly. The sensation was too much for him to take. With one final thrust, he buried himself deep inside her and came with a roar, painting her insides with his hot seed.

They collapsed together onto the massage table, chest heaving and limbs trembling. “Fuck,” David breathed, as he slowly withdrew from her abused hole, making Stella wince at the emptiness. “That was…intense.”

“Understatement,” Stella managed, her voice hoarse. They lay there for a few blissful moments, coming down from their mutual high. Then reality started to set it. David sat up, glancing nervously at the door. “Shit. What if someone heard us?”

Stella giggled, stretching languidly like a satisfied cat. “Trust me, they did. I’m surprised you didn’t break the sound barrier with those orgasmic roars of yours.” She rolled onto her back, completely naked and unashamed, her legs still spread in clear invitation. “Let’s make some real noise next time, shall we?”

David groaned, feeling his spent cock twitch with renewed interest. Seemed like he would need to schedule a “follow up massage” session with Stella – just to make sure she hadn’t developed any new muscle tension, of course.