Massage Parlor Cock Fest

Massage Parlor Cock Fest

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Genre: Erotica

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Status: Finished

Genre: Erotica

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A sexual gay experience at the massage parlor!

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A sexual gay experience at the massage parlor!

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Submitted: May 08, 2017

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Massage parlor cock fest

I came home one night hoping to get some late night love making from my wife Rubina, but got a great deal of disappointment. She told me that she was sleepy and was not in the mood to have sex. I even tried to eat her pussy. She shoved me off of her and told me if I ever try that again without her consent I will be sleeping out with the dogs. I signed and went down stairs to sleep on the living room sofa.

My wife and I have been having trouble in our marriage for about a year now. She never wants to fuck nor show any affection. She mops around the house and talks about how fat and unattractive she has gotten since the two kids we have together. I try to tell her she looks beautiful no matter what her weight is just to cheer her up. She actually doesn’t attract me anymore. She looks like a tub of lard and she doesn’t dress up and wear make-up like she use to when we first got married. All she wears now are loose fitting clothes around the house; she doesn’t even like to go out anymore. It frustrates me, because she won’t have sex with me and sometimes I need a release.

Lately I have been thinking about cocks; Big long thick juicy cocks. I use to date men and women before I met Rubina, back when I was in college. My roommate Matt introduce me to the gay lifestyle. I had a few men partners including Matt, but I wouldn’t say I was gay; I would just say I was curious and open minded. We would go to gay clubs to pick up men and have exciting threesomes. When I finally graduated college and met Rubina at one of my old jobs; she was one of my co-workers. I thought I had finally met my soulmate and there would not be men lovers in my life anymore. How wrong I had been back then. All I think about now is men and cocks; I yarn for one in my mouth and in my asshole, but I can never get myself to find one. I thought about my old buddy Matt and decided to give him a call. I hoped he had the same phone number since the last time I called him, which was about four years ago; a few years after my wife and I got married.

I grabbed my cell phone from my pocket and dialed his number. It rang twice before a husky deep voice broke through the phone.

“Hello!”

“Hey Matt, this is Edward. Your old buddy from college.”

“Oh, yeah Edward. How are you doing buddy,” said Matt from the other line.

“I’m doing great man, but I have a problem.”

“You’re married and have two wonderful kids. What could be the problem?” Asked Matt from the other line.

“Well my wife will not give me any pussy and I can’t stop thinking about cocks. I’m literally horny for them all the time. I’ve been thinking about searching for a male escort, but that’s probably too risky. I don’t want my wife to find out. So what do you think I should do?” I said.

“Well there is a nice little massage parlor not too far from where you live. They give really good cock messages and blow jobs there. If you’re lucky you might get a good fuck. I go there sometimes when I need to relax and release. Just go there and tell the assistant you want Big Dick Phil. She knows who you’re talking about. Go there and have yourself a nice little massage,” Said Matt.

“Okay, but what time do you think I should be there?”

“At any time. They open from ten in the morning to ten at night. You can go there after work. It will release the stress, I promise.”

“Okay got ya. Give me the address. I said as I got a piece of paper and a pen. I wrote down the address and tucked it safely into my wallet.”

“Is there anything else Edward?” asked Matt.

“No thanks Matt. Bye.” I hung up and went to sleep.

The next day I got off of work and headed to the massage parlor. When I got there I was greeted by a young Asian woman in black bondage attire. I told her what I wanted and who I wanted my massage from. She nodded and led me down a dimly lit hallway and into a dim room with bondage toys hanging on the walls and displayed on a table. She told me to get completely naked and lay down on the massage table. My massage therapist will be with me shortly. As soon as she left the room, I looked around for a minute. There were wipes, cuffs, silver dildos and butt plugs on a wooden table in the corner of the room. From the sight of them made me excited; I could feel my cock get hard in my pants.

 I quickly got undressed and lay down on my back. As I lay on the massage table, I started to think about what was to come in a few minutes, which got me horny and in the mood. I closed my eyes and waited in anticipation. A few minutes went by and I got inpatient, because I thought nobody was coming; then I felt big strong muscular hands rub against my chest. I opened my eyes to find a black blindfold cover my eyes. I was now in pitch blackness and could not see this man who was touching me in explicit ways. Suddenly I felt warm sticky liquid poured on my chest and down my abs to my already enlarged and throbbing with need cock. The guy started massaging my chest and working his way down to my sexual region. I felt his warm silk hands grip my cock and start to stroke the shaft up to the head, which built a wave of pleasure from my nut sack to my pink head. I groaned as he massaged my cock with one hand and rubbed my nut sack with the other. I was in total ecstasy as he went to work on my joystick. I felt his mouth engulf my hotdog fully. His mouth felt warm; I groaned as I felt his long tongue swirl around my shaft and my head. He sucked and pulled on it like he was trying to milk all of the cum out of me. After a few minutes of sucking and licking I heard a loud pop and I felt cold air surround my hard as a rock dick. I realized he was no longer sucking on my ding dong. I then heard him move around me and hover over my head. I got a bit excited and my dick was still long and hard. He pulled me a little over the edge of the table, so my head was dangling over the edge. Suddenly I felt something thick and hard being shoved into my mouth. It tasted delicious so I really did not care what it was. I started sucking on it, which made me realize it was his cock. His cock went deeper into my mouth and I felt myself gag on it a few times. As his cock went in and out of my mouth, I could hear groans and grunts coming from him. I could feel his cock swell up and I knew he was about to bust a load in my mouth, but he didn’t. Instead he pulled out of my mouth and the next thing I knew I was being wiped on my chest. I shuddered a little from the pleasure it was giving me. Then suddenly I felt clamps on my nipples, which made me shout out in a bit of pain. He continued to use the wipes across my chest. Then I found myself being pulled and positioned over the massage table doggy style. I thought to myself this guy is really being aggressive with me and I was loving every minute of it. I groaned with pleasure and exhilaration as I felt his dick bury itself deep inside my asshole. He went in and out in a fast pace. It made me cry out and I felt like I was about to explode. I started stroking my hard cock in sync with his movement in my asshole and before I knew it a load of cum came out of me and dripped down my legs onto the floor. I started breathing hard and reached to my back to grab his muscular hard ass, pushing him deeper inside of me. As soon as I did that, he grunted and came inside my ass walls. He pulled out and I collapsed to the table.

Before I knew it he was gone and I was left alone with my aftermath of amazing sex. I took the blind fold off and cleaned myself off with a wet cloth I saw laying in a bowl full of water. I quickly got dresses and walked out of the room. On my way to the front desk, a man with blue jeans and no shirt walked up to me and gave me a piece of paper. He winked at me and walked away. He was very handsome with quite a nice chiseled physic. I felt myself strangely attracted to him. As I paid for my visit I thought to myself, I will definitely visit again just to be handled by Big Cock Phil.

As I drove home I looked at the piece of paper. A phone number with the name Phillip was engraved on it. I figured Big cock Phil enjoyed our little session just as much as I did. I guess I will not be needed sex from my wife after all.

 

 

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