In-Home Massage Therapist fucked me hard
Title: An Unforgettable Massage Session
The busty blonde bimbo’s hands glided skillfully over my oily, naked body as she whispered to me in a sultry voice, “Just relax, baby. LetPaint My Tattoos with Oil so you can feel the knots melt away…” I moaned involuntarily, already semi-erect from her magical touch. What started as a routine deep tissue massage was quickly turning into something much more… intimate.
Her name was Tanya, an gorgeous 26-year-old Swedish massage wunderkind with a body built for sin. I’d booked a couples massage for me and my girlfriend Melissa. But because of car troubles, she was running late. That left me alone with Tanya, her more-than-capable hands working over my tight muscles. It was torture resisting her delicately crafted squeezes as the towel began to tent noticeably.
Sensing my arousal, Tanya shifted her attention to the large bulge now straining against the thin cotton. “So tense here, poor baby,” she murmured. “Let me help make that allll better…”
Without a trace of subtlety, she slipped a manicured hand under my towel and wrapped her fingers around my thick 9-inches, stroking firmly from balls to tip. “Mmm, very nice…” she purred approvingly. I bucked my hips into her touch, too turned on to deny her what we both wanted.
The gorgeous therapist climbed up to straddle my waist, putting her ample chest right in my face. I buried my hands in her generous cleavage, motorboating her breasts as she began to grind herself against my throbbing erection through my towel. “Ooooh, you feel that, baby? How wet I am for you?” she groaned.
I could certainly feel her slickness smearing my length through the fabric. Overcome by need, I ripped off her top, freeing her bountiful tits. I immediately latched onto her stiff nipple, sucking it into my mouth and flicking it with my tongue. Tanya gasped, her nails digging into my scalp as she humped my dick frantically.
“Fuck, now I need your cock inside me, like right now,” she panted. Before I could react, she whipped off my towel and sank down onto my shaft, enveloping me in her scorching, sopping wet tightness.
“Jesus!” I bellowed as she began to ride me, her pussy clenching and unclenching my pistoning member. Her slickened thighs slid flawlessly against my hips as she bounced on my lap, the filthy slap of skin meeting skin filling the massage room.
Tanya ground her pelvis against my pelvis with each downward thrust, making sure my cock hit her g-spot dead-on. Her swollen clit came into contact with my pubic bone, sending electrical jolts straight to her brain. “Mmm, I love how deep you are in me!” she screamed deliriously.
I rolled us over, driving into her from above. Leaning down, I lapped at her bouncing tits approvingly as they flowed and swelled with every mighty thrust. Her wails of ecstasy grew louder and more frantic as I pounded her into the massage table. “Yes! Fuck! Just like that!” she cried.
Cracking one eye open, I noticed Tanya snatching two towels and shoving them in her mouth. “Oh, so we’re trying to keep this quiet, huh?” I smirked devilishly. “Well, let’s see if these are really soundproof…” Pulling out, I flipped her over onto her knees, delivering a brutal slap to her ass.
“Mmmph! Awk fuk yeahhh!” she mumbled into the towels pressed to her gaped mouth. Gripping the sides of her mechanical-precise ass, I plowed back into Tanya, hammering her molten core in a Brownian burst of activity as I chased my release.
I was so far gone, every muscle in my body working in tandem to maintain this blistering tempo. The stimulation was too much, and I felt myself swelling to bursting. With a guttural roar, I exploded inside her, veins bulging all over my neck and chest. Tanya thrashed beneath me, screaming into her impromptu gag as I painted her cervix with gallons of my seed.
We collapsed in a sweaty, spent heap, safe in the certain knowledge that we would be doing this again very soon. Despite what your girlfriend may think. She’s still running late, after all.
