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title: The Massage Parlor’s Happiest Ending

The dimly lit, incense-scented massage parlor harbored more than just aching muscles and tired souls. Sequestered in the back, amidst the scented candles and plush towels, lay the hottest commodity – a strapping, hung stud named Chad. His rock-hard pecs and sculpted abs drew in clients eager for more than just a soothing rubdown.

Angie, a busty divorcée, had heard whispers of Chad’s infamous “happy endings.” Barely able to contain her excitement, she sauntered in, her ample cleavage threatening to spill from her low-cut blouse. Chad, already shirtless and oiled up, welcomed her with a devilish smirk. “Welcome to paradise,” he purred, his voice dripping with anticipation.

Angie melted onto the massage table, her skin prickling with desire. Chad’s strong, masculine hands began their sensual journey, kneading the tension from her shoulders and back. Sighs of pleasure escaped Angie’s lips as he trailed down the curve of her spine. The forbidden nature of the encounter only heightened her arousal.

“You’re so tense,” Chad murmured, his fingertips teasing the top of her ass. “I think you need something a little extra.” His hands slid under her body, cupping her full, heavy breasts. Electricity shot through Angie as he pinched and rolled her nipples between his fingers.

Emboldened, Chad untied her thong, letting it drop to the floor. His oiled hands glided over the globes of her ass, his thumbs grazing dangerously close to her dripping sex. Angie bucked her hips, desperate for more contact. Chad gave her what she wanted, his fingers delving into her sodden folds. He pumped and swirled, driving Angie wild with lust.

Unable to resist any longer, Angie flipped over, her perky tits bouncing free. Chad’s eyes darkened with hunger as he took in her curvy body, spread out before him like a feast. Angie reached for his towel, tugging it off to reveal his enormous, throbbing cock. Her eyes widened at the size and girth, a wicked smile spreading across her face. “Impressive,” she purred, wrapping her hand around his shaft.

Slowly, tantalizingly, Angie stroked his magnificent member, her thumb swirling around the bulbous head. Chad’s eyes rolled back in pleasure, his hips bucking into her grip. Pre-cum oozed from the tip, giving her hand a slick glide. Angie used it to her advantage, speeding up her pace, twisting and pumping with expertise.

With a groan, Chad pushed her back on the table, spreading her thighs apart. “It’s my turn to make you feel good,” he growled, diving between her legs. His tongue lapped at her swollen clit, eliciting a gasp of ecstasy from Angie. He ate her out fiercely, his mouth and tongue alternating between suckling and flicking at her sensitive nub.

Angie fisted her hands in Chad’s hair, her hips grinding wantonly against his face. He plunged two fingers inside her clenching pussy, pumping them in time with the lashing of his tongue. The dual sensation sent Angie over the edge, her orgasm crashing through her like a tidal wave. She cried out in rapture, her body convulsing with pleasure.

But Chad wasn’t finished with her yet. He climbed up her body, his thick shaft rubbing against her slick folds. Angie wrapped her legs around his waist, eager to feel him deep inside. With one firm thrust, he buried himself to the hilt, a low moan rumbling from his chest. Angie’s walls stretched deliciously around him, welcoming his impressive girth.

Chad built a steady rhythm, his hips rolling against hers as he drove into her repeatedly. Their bodies slapped together, the obscene sound of skin on skin mixing with their moans of pure bliss. Angie scored her nails down Chad’s muscular back, urging him on. His pace increased, his cock pounding into her with animalistic intensity.

Angie felt another climax building, her nerves alight with exquisite sensation. Chad licked his thumb and pressed it to her clit, rubbing in tight circles. The added stimulation pushed her over the edge once more, her pussy clenching around Chad’s throbbing shaft. He thrust once, twice, before exploding inside her with a guttural groan. Powerful spurts of his hot, thick cum painted her insides, prolonging her own incredible release.

Chad collapsed on top of her, both of their chests heaving from exertion. He placed a tender kiss on her sweaty forehead before pulling out and tucking his satisfied cock away. Angie lay sprawled on the table, a satisfied smile on her flushed face. The massage parlor had lived up to its reputation, and then some.

Chad helped her off the table, swatting her ass playfully as she gathered her clothes. “Until next time,” he winked. Angie blew him a kiss, knowing she’d definitely be back for another one of Chad’s infamous “happy endings.”