"Massage parlor wife" - читать интересную книгу автора (Simpson R B)

CHAPTER THREE

The very next day Terry was prepared to handle her first customer. Frances Iden had fitted her out in the customary skimpy bra, and hot pants. She glanced at herself in the mirror, as she prepared to take on her first customer, and she gave herself an approving note, breathing softly. "Not bad – not bad, at all!"

And then, her first customer entered. He was a husky blond man, with curly blond hair intense blue eyes, and with a wry smile he asked. "You, Terry?"

"Yes," she smiled.

"Well, I'm here to get a body shampoo and a massage," he grinned good-naturedly.

"Alright," Terry smiled, leading him past the massage table, and opening the small louver door that opened to the tile shower.

"Come in here," she said, and then reaching for a bottle of shampoo, she promptly began pouring it on him.

"That feels good," he grinned at her.

"Get you real clean," she nodded. "Alright, now – you're ready…"

"You didn't apply it all over," he informed her. "I'll turn around and you can rub it over my back and over my butt."

Terry did as she was told, and then, adjusting the shower to a comfortable temperature, she gestured, "There it is – all ready!" He stepped into the shower, and it didn't take long for the bubbly, soapy shampoo to cleanse his body. But all the time the water was playing across his body, he was looking at her with hot desire burning in his loins.

"You're new here, aren't you?" he smiled.

"Yes," Terry nodded, "but I think I'm just as good at giving a massage as some of the old ones are, I'll tell you that…"

"Good," the virile young blond man smiled, his penis suddenly lengthening as he looked at her, and then she broke his concentrated glance by reminding him, "You are here to get a massage – aren't you?"

"Oh, yes – yes," he laughed, a bit embarrassed that he hadn't tried to conceal his attraction. He lay on his stomach, and turning back to her smiled, "I'm ready…"

"Alright," she nodded, and her hands began sliding over his back ever so smoothly. Using some of the body massage oil, she found it easy. Focusing her fingers on the spine she tried to rub deeply at the spinal nerve centers, and as she did so, it caused her husky male patient to comment, "You know something, you're very good at this – you really are!"

"Thank you," she said, and went on rubbing. Finishing the deep massage on his spines, she moved down to his buttocks. Gripping the flesh, she began kneading it just as Laura had explained to her. Then, she let her hand slip between the crack in his behind and he told her quietly, "I'm enjoying this – yes – yes, this feels fantastic!"

She sensed that directly behind has balls, around the prostate, he was finding it particularly pleasurable. By pressing down hard she was managing to achieve quite a bit of success.

"Ohh, do I like that you've got a great touch," he told her. "Yes – that feels fantastic – say, maybe you could do some other things for me…"

"You know the regular price," she reminded him, "and just the body shampoo and massage are included in the ten dollar massage."

"There's twenty more in it for yoo, if you'll do what I want you to," he smiled.

"What do you want?"

"I want you to undress and get up here with me," he informed her.

"Alright," she agreed, "but don't forget the extra twenty…"

"I never do," he assured her, and instantly she realized he was a regular customer, and that the place was no more than a flimsy front for selling sex.

Terry took her time stepping out of her hot pants, and she removed her bra last. All the time the blond male was watching her closely.

"Oh, you look great – a real beauty – say, make sure that door is locked…"

Returning to the door Terry tried the lock again. It held fast. "I check this the moment a man enters the room," she smiled. Then, going back to the massage table she asked, "What do you want me to do?"

"That's what I like," he grinned excitedly.

"What is what you like?"

"You're asking me?" he explained. "A lot of these know it – all dames try to tell the man what they'll do. You didn't put it that way at all. You told no what you would do – anything I want…"

Not wanting to disappoint or disillusion him, Terry nodded, "As you like it…"

Then he got down to business. "Well, the first thing I want, honey, is to feel those juicy knockers brushing against my butt. I know that would be nice and stimulating."

Terry went over to the table, got up on it, and let her generous-size breasts brush across him there. He became immediately excited.

"Ohh, does that ever feel good to me," he panted. "Ahhh, yes – yes…"

She noticed he was pushing his behind up, and wiggling his buttocks all over the place. She liked the idea of him pushing up to her, as she pushed down to him. The double action of buttock wiggling, and breasts brushing created erotic excitement for both of them.

"Now, honey – use your tongue…"

She began licking on his back, and continued the breast brushing, but the man knew what he wanted, and explained, "I mean on my buttock, my ass."

This was a long distance from massage, but Terry realized now that anything goes, and she knew it wouldn't be fair to cheat him out of the stimulation he had every right to expect.

"Alright," she agreed, and she moved farther down his body. And his ass arched up, and his hands went back, as he spread the cheeks in open invitation for her tongue to commence it's lovemaking at his anus.

Closing her eyes, Terry let her tongue slide out, and she started licking the inner walls of his buttocks. This was what the blond man required to complete his erotic excitement.

"Oh, yes, honey – that's what I like – your sweet tongue licking on my sweet asshole."

Now, the disdain she had originally felt for licking out his asshole vanished, and she suddenly found herself enjoying it. She liked the anonymous factor. This was a man she'd never seen before, would probably never see again. He only knew her first name and she didn't know his name at all. A nameless asshole, a nameless tongue, connecting in a most intimate of genital relationships, and yet a very meaningful one. One in which every part of the body was accepted, loved, kissed, licked, petted. A surge of delight, and joy-welled within her, and she vowed she'd give this man the most fantastic love making he'd ever, had in his whole life.

"Oh, wow," he exclaimed, as the realization that this woman was on fire with her tongue, passionately licking, lashing, stimulating him there. His behind wiggled in response to the pleasure he felt going through his body, and she intensified her tongue manifestations of sexual excitement.

"You like this, huh?" he smiled. "Got a nice ass – ohhh, baby – this is beautiful – beautiful!"

Terry's tongue slid up there smoothly, and he held his ass cheeks apart for her, making it easy for her tongue to slide up there, and love.

"Yes! Yes! Faster! Ohhh – just like that! I'm flipping out, baby. Ohhhhh – ahhhhh, that's it. Slide that tongue up there honey! Suck it! Suck it!"

It wasn't taking him long to discover just how much this new girl was enjoying eating his asshole out. He knew he'd give her more than twenty for action like this. But now wasn't the time to tell her. He was just glad that Terry's tongue was on fire for his hot asshole, as she jabbed it up there savagely.

"Lick it," he cried excitedly. "Lick my asshole out – ahhh, ohhhh – yes – yes, baby, lick that asshole!"

Terry was swiftly discovering that as she would enjoy it more when her tongue slid up there, that he'd arch up all the more, allowing her easy access.

"How's that? Can you get way up there?" he delighted in the erotic sight of her face being buried in his behind. He liked the idea that he had a woman who'd do him with enthusiasm, and not this half-hearted mechanical-sex. He'd had enough mechanical-sex for a lifetime.

"Eat it, baby – eat that asshole. Lick it! Yes – let your tongue go way up there. Ohhh, doesn't that taste good? Suck ads – suck it, honey, suck it!"

Terry felt no conscience pang for this magical moment of sexual ecstasy. Instead, it all seemed like a dream, a dream come true. The man's blond body reminded her so vividly of a young man she dug in high school. He'd tried to get her to go down on him at a drive-in movie, but she'd objected. Always, she hated herself for not satisfying him, especially alter she learned how common oral sex was, discovering about ninety per cent of the young people were copulating like this all the time on a regular basis, and it made her hate herself for losing him.

Being dark, she was forever finding herself fascinated with light-skinned men. They always held a tremendous fascination for her.

And what was so remarkable about this man was how clean his entire body looked. The blond hair gave his skin a golden haze, and even the blond hair in his behind made that more appealing. The body shampoo had cleaned him off completely, and the fresh scent of the oil she'd rubbed on his buttocks was pleasing, but what appealed to her was his enjoyment of this act. She'd never seen a man turn-on like this – and the warmth of his asshole even appealed to her tongue. She liked her tongue being pressed tightly in the asshole, as he'd grip it, and release it, all the time holding his asscheeks parted, allowing her superb entrance.

"Drive it up there! Farther! Thata' girl! Yes! Ohhh, baby. Do I like that? Yes, I do! Lick it, I like it, lick my asshole!"

Indeed it was a revitalizing experience for both of them, as she had given total tongue stimulation, and added the touch of her fingertips to the sensitive area behind his balls.

"Baby," he panted, "I'll blow my mind if you don't quick – gobble down my prick!"

She realized from his wild ass wiggling that he was indeed nearing the moment when his penis had to be satisfied. She slid her tongue out, and licked the sides of his asshole, as she did so. Then, the blond man turned over, and flung, his penis into her face.

"How's that for size?" he smiled. "Doesn't it look good?"

"Sucking good," she nodded, and she pulled the penis to her mouth, marveling at the size of his throbbing male member. Lavishing the head of it with hot tongue licks, she produced a series of high-voltage sensations that sent the sexual excitement surging through his body.

"Ohhhh – ahhhh, baby, lick it!"

Terry knew enough about oral sex from satisfying her own husbands desires that she determined not to rush it. She let her tongue lick around it gently, and then copping the head of it with her mouth slowly started a sucking action.

This was followed by a sucking trick her husband had taught her, when he was coaching her in cock-sucking. That was letting the lower lip drag over the glans portion of the penis, instantly, the blond man's body quivered as sexual pleasure raced up and down his tingling spine.

"That's great. Suck it like that. I like it when your lip drags over my dick. They gut you trained real good."

Inside, Terry laughed for she knew he'd flip-out if he knew it was her husband who'd trained her, and that he represented her first client at the Roman Massage Parlor.

"Come on, cocksucker, eat that dick," he gasped, enjoying once more the excitement of speaking humiliating words to her. "Eat it, you hear baby – suck that cock – suck it off!"

Insomuch as he was her first customer, she decided to do some experimentation in cock-sucking, to determine what methods and what techniques could produce the most intense pleasure.

She alternately would suck smoothly on just the head of the shaft. Then, she would vary her mouth movements, letting her mouth move down to the base of it.

"That's it – that's it, cock-sucker," he commented happily, enjoying her mouth sucking intensely. "But baby – don't forget my nuts – play with them."

Her hands went down to his testicles, and she tugged on them.

"Not so hard…"

Without taking her mouth off his penis to reply, she fingered his testicles much more gently and he patted her appreciatively on the head indicating she was doing it right for him.

"Take it all in," he demanded. "Let it slide down your fucking throat."

"Yes – yes, baby!" he panted as he pushed it down her throat and began throat-fucking her in earnest, with both hands on her head guiding her.

Terry didn't take her fingers off his testicles as she continued to find super-excitement in his cock-stabbing down her mouth.

"Ohhhh – ahhhhh – yes – yes," he cried. "That's it – you're opening up – Open sesame!"

The juicy penis promised her a delicious load of sperm, and she could just imagine how much he'd shoot into her mouth, as he stabbed in earnest. She was curious to know if all men deposited the same amount of sperm in a woman.

She was eager to know if she would enjoy his juice as much as she always enjoyed the cum-load her husband shot to her. She could see some sense in variety. While all men were endowed with genitals, nevertheless she was discovering the lie to endowment equality. The blond man's penis wasn't much longer than her husband's penis was, she calculated. However, it looked thicker.

"Ohhhhh – ahhhhhhh – I'm almost there," he panted, as be pushed it down her throat, "I'm – oh hh hhh!"

He said no more, but his penis spoke for him, as he got his rocks off, sending a thick, creamy load of hot sperm down her willing throat.

"Eat it!" he demanded. "Eat my gook, you cocksucker – eat it!"

No amount of debasing admonitions lessened the thrill. It only increased the intensity of the keen pleasure she felt as he plunged it into her.

"Ahhhh – ohhhhhh, yes – suck it – suck it out!" The virile, young, muscular blond man pulled himself far enough out, so she could finish sucking in her mouth, instead of losing the cum-taste, as it flashed down her throat.

"Ahhhh – iiieeeowwww," he grunted, as he felt her suck the juices proudly out of his penis, and he just as proudly shot once more, turned-on in an electrifying manner as he was.

"Eat me," he begged. "Eat it up!"

She marveled at the newest discovery she had just made. Indeed – there was a difference in sperm loads, and to her great surprise in the taste of sperm too.

This man tasted sweet, and she liked the taste of his juices. Her husband had a bitter flavor to his sperm she didn't like as well. This annoyed her, for now she felt a curiosity surfacing about how other men might taste.

When he'd finished shooting, she slid smoothly off him, and he complimented her. "You're the best chick in the place – you really are! Some of them dames are mechanical fuckers. You put a twenty in their twats, and they light up, and fuck, and suck! But they don't put no feeling into it – like you do!"