ANNA JAYE WILDE

16/10/2015

A Special Massage

 

I had been looking forward to my massage for a long time, I had never had a professional massage before and my friend Amy had bought it for me for my birthday. Cane had come highly recommended and apparently had “expert hands.” Amy had given me a wink when she said it and I had wondered exactly what she meant. I was really hoping that it meant his hands would wander to my pussy “by mistake” and he would fuck me hard on the table. I guess I had to wait and see!

 

I couldn’t wait to get on the table for Cane, I was a bit nervous waiting and my nerves weren’t improved when a gorgeous, tall blond man walked down the corridor to greet me. He had a golden tan and the sharpest blue eyes I had ever seen. He wore loose trousers that hung softly around his waist and no shirt. Oh God, that perfectly formed chest.

 

“I’m Cane, you must be Hayley. Pleased to meet you!” There was a distinct glint in Cane’s eye as he looked me up and down, focusing on my chest. I think I had it right. Cane was going to satisfy all my requirements, most definitely.

 

“And you!” I stretched out my hand and Cane shook it a little too long then escorted me to our private room.

 

“How do you want me?” I asked.

 

“Well, I thought we would start with a back massage to get you warmed up, what do you think?”

 

“Sounds good to me!” I stepped behind the curtain, whipped off my clothes and lay face down on the massage table with just a towel to cover my modesty. I didn’t want the towel. I wanted to lie face up with my legs apart and Cane’s mouth on my pussy. But all in good time.

 

As I lay down I felt warm liquid being poured on my back. Strong, firm hands began to rub it into my skin and it felt so good.

 

“How does that feel, Hayley? Is that good?”

 

It felt amazing but not quite as good as being pussy fucked by Cane and his hot body. I decided to give him some encouragement.

 

“It feels wonderful. But my inner thighs need some work. They are quite tense. Would you be able to help?”

 

“Certainly, Hayley. Whatever you want. I’ll need to move your legs apart first.”

 

Cane’s oiled hands began to slide up my inner thighs. He parted my legs and massaged my skin. Then his hand brushed against my clit. I jumped a little and smiled to myself.

 

“I’m sorry Hayley, I didn’t mean to do that.” Cane lied.

 

“It’s fine Cane. You can touch me wherever you want. I’m so tense, I need to loosen up.”

 

“Whatever you want, Hayley.”

 

Cane’s fingers walked up my inner thighs and rested on each side of my pussy.

 

“How’s this?”

 

“A little further please.”

 

Fingers rose higher and one slid into my pussy, quite easily as I was wet and Cane’s fingers were lubed up too.

 

“Good?”

 

“Yes, keep going please.” I spread my legs further apart and Cane massaged me intimately and pushed a finger in and out of me. Then he began to swirl his fingertip around my clit, the pink flesh trembling at his touch.

 

“You are tense Hayley. I’ve got just the thing for you.” He continued to swirl and circle my clit with his oiled fingers and the sensation was incredible. I rested face down on the massage table and as I couldn’t see anything apart from the floor I was even more aroused, not knowing what was happening.

 

Fingers rubbed me and slipped in and out of me and I could feel an orgasm welling between my legs as he touched.

 

“How are the stress levels now, Hayley?”

 

I could barely speak. “Getting much, much better, don’t stop. Just there, that’s the spot.”

 

I gripped the sides of the massage table as his professional touch brought me to a crashing orgasm, the tingles starting at my clit and spreading all the way through my arms and legs.

 

“Fuck me!” I screamed out.

 

“Was that an instruction?” Cane asked.

 

“Yes it was, if that’s on the list of services!”

 

I flipped myself over, I needed to see this gorgeous man as his cock screwed me, all in the name of stress relief.

 

I turned over and Cane dropped his trousers to reveal his firm, hard cock.

 

“Lie back, Hayley, let me do the work. It’s your treat after all.”

 

Cane skilfully spread my legs, still a little weak from my climax. My pussy was wet and ready and I couldn’t wait for his cock to fill me up. He slid his hands up my stomach and over my naked breasts, smoothing around my nipples. The oil on his hands smelt of mango and I lay back and relaxed as his fingers squeezed my flesh, rolling my nipples between his oiled fingers.

 

I lifted my head to see his cock still firm and ready.

 

“Ready now?” Cane asked.

 

“Oh yes, completely.”

 

Cane pulled me down the massage table so that my legs hung off the end. He stood between my legs and lifted them onto his shoulders as I lay back in anticipation of cock in my pussy. His slippery hands pulled my waist down towards him as he drove his cock inside me. Fuck. This was what I had been waiting for. My pussy was tight after I had come and his cock spread me inside and filled me perfectly.

 

We both moaned as he fucked me harder and harder, Cane holding my waist to keep me still on the table. He pounded his rock hard dick in my pussy smoothly over and over again, trying to get deeper each time. My back was thankful for the comfort of the massage table. It was almost as if it had been designed for such an activity.

 

“Are you enjoying your massage?” Cane panted.

 

“Very much Cane, it’s going above and beyond all my expectations!”

 

“And are you happy with your massage therapist today?” Cane’s words came out with difficulty as he thrust inside me, his cock doing a wonderful job of massaging my pussy walls.

 

“One hundred percent! That feels amazing.”

 

I spread my legs as wide as I possibly could, wanting and needing to feel Cane’s cock deep inside me, reaching right into my depths and massaging all of me.

 

I watched Cane’s beautiful face as his orgasm came and his cock pumped juices into me, his body flexing and his skin pinking up as his climax flowed through him.

 

He held me tight as he finished the massage and I was a little sad it was all over. Cane wiped us both and I dressed myself.

 

“I hope you have enjoyed the service today!” Cane smiled at me. “There’s a book in reception, you can rate the service on your way out, if you don’t mind!”

 

“I’ll be happy to!”

 

At reception I stopped to fill in the book.

 

“Did you enjoy your De Stress massage, Hayley?” The receptionist Jill asked.

 

“Very much, thank you!” As I began to write a woman left another room, clearly struggling to walk but with the biggest smile on her face.

 

“What massage did you have?” I asked her.

 

“The Deluxe. You really should try it. Two men massaging me at once.” The woman winked at me knowingly.

 

Fuck. I wanted some of that.

 

“Jill, I would like to book again please, and I’ll have what she’s having!”

 

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