Seduced on the Massage Table

Seduced on the Massage Table Seduced on the Massage Table

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Genre: Erotica

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Status: Finished

Genre: Erotica

Summary

Anna thinks she is going for a relaxing massage, but her masseur has other ideas...

Summary

Anna thinks she is going for a relaxing massage, but her masseur has other ideas...

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Submitted: April 05, 2014

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Submitted: April 05, 2014

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Anna entered the health spa and walked up to the reception desk.

'I have a massage booked for ten thirty, under the name of Anna Walker'

The receptionist looked at the schedule on her computer.

'Ok, your masseur will be here in a few minutes. Please take a seat'

Anna sat down on one of the plush armchairs and waited. This was her first time at the spa, her first time having a massage. She had been having a stressful time at work and her friend had suggested this place to her. Feeling slightly anxious at the thought of being naked in front of a complete stranger, she fidgeted in her chair.

'Miss Walker?'

Anna looked up, and her eyes met the deepest whirls of blue she had ever seen. She stared into them for a few seconds, before snapping back to reality.

'Yes, that's me'

'I'm Jack, your masseur. If you could follow me please'

She followed Jack down the corridor, taking in his muscular figure, the way his trousers hung on his hips, the curve of his biceps. She shivered slightly as she imagined those arms and hands roaming across her body, and she felt her nipples pucker and heat spread through her loins. As quickly as the thought had come to her, she shook it away. 'Get a grip', she thought to herself, 'you're here to relax, not get your rocks off'.

As they walked into the massage room, she got her first proper look at his face. Those sparkling blue eyes were part of a very boyish face, framed by wavy, shoulder-length dirty blond hair. He looked slightly like a cherub. He really was beautiful. In other circumstances, in a nightclub for example, Anna might have thought about approaching him and asking him if he fancied meeting for a drink. However, as it was...

'If you can take off all your clothes and put these on' – he handed her a set of paper underwear – 'then lie down on your front on the table. I'll be back in a few minutes'

He walked over to a CD player, pressed play and then exited into a small room adjoining the one she was in. Indian-style music filled the room as she began to peel off her layers. As she took off her underwear, she realised how aroused she had been by Jack. Quickly wiping herself on the towel which covered the massage table, she put on the paper underwear and tried to settle herself on the table. She was still trying to shift into a comfortable position when she heard Jack come back into the room. Seeing that she was fidgeting slightly, he walked over to the table and moved her legs and arms into the optimal position.

'Feeling comfortable?', he asked.

'Yes, thank you', Anna answered.

She heard him open a bottle of massage oil, which he then poured over her upper back. Beginning with her shoulders, he began to knead her flesh, working out the knots which had built up over the past few weeks due to her stressful work situation.

'It feels like you haven't had a good massage in a long time', Jack commented.

'Actually, this is my first time'

'Well, let's see if I can make it a good experience for you, then you might decide to come and see me regularly'

He massaged her arms and hands before sliding back to her shoulders and down her back. When he started cracking her spine, she groaned, feeling the tension leaving her body. He continued to work on her upper body for some time, and Anna was starting to feel relaxed and less self-conscious about being nearly naked in a stranger's presence. When his thumbs slipped under the top of the paper underwear and began rubbing the flesh in the small of her back, just above her buttocks, she let out a satisfied sigh. She was so relaxed that it took her a few moments to realise that the heat that had built between her thighs when she was following him down the corridor was slowly creeping up on her again, and she started to inwardly panic as she felt herself get damp. Then, just as she was silently praying that he would not notice how aroused she was becoming, his hands left that spot and he walked to the end of the table to start massaging her feet. She let out another sigh, this time one of relief.

The relief did not last long, however. He began massaging her left foot, and her body was starting to relax again until his hands moved up to her ankles, his thumbs moving in slow circles. It was as if that spot had a direct connection with her cunt; as his pressure increased, tingling sensations ran all over her body and her pussy clenched with need. Embarrassed about her body's reactions to his touch, she was thankful when his hands moved onto her left calf. He then repeated the same process on her right foot, ankle and calf, eliciting exactly the same responses, except this time the ache did not go away. Anna was beginning to feel that she might explode with lust, desperately wanting to move her hand down to relieve the aching itch between her legs.

As his hands began to move up her thighs, she bit back a moan. His touch felt so sensual, so erotic... and her friend had told her that massages were supposed to be relaxing. She didn't feel relaxed at the moment; more like completely frustrated. The burning heat which had built between her thighs intensified when Jack's thumbs slid under the paper underwear, slowly massaging her buttocks. A gasp escaped her, and his hands stilled for a moment before resuming his movements. His hands slipped back down to her inner thighs, this time his touch becoming more caressing. As his fingers made slow circles, Anna's breathing began to pick up. As she became aware of it, she made a conscious effort to slow it down – just as one of Jack's hands slipped inside the paper underwear and stroked her wet folds.

A choked 'Oh!' left her lips, as his fingers probed her sex. Her hips bucked involuntarily, wanting his fingers to touch her clit. Jack was taking his time though, slowly teasing her, making her wanton with need. When one of his fingers finally moved down and started circling her nub, she cried out, all pretense forgotten. As the circles of his fingers got faster and faster, her body started to shake, her breathing became ragged and she felt a coiling deep in her stomach. Just when she thought she was about to cum, his fingers slipped back down to her pussy lips, easily sliding into the wet hole. She groaned in disappointment, but the disappointment was short-lived as she heard the paper underwear tear, felt it rip away from her body and his breath on her inner thighs. Slowly he began to lick her clit as his fingers pumped in and out of her. His tongue expertly flicked over her swollen pearl, she moaned appreciatively, and it was not long before the tension in her body built up again. Her breathing picked up again, her hips rocked back and forth in time with his movements and she began to shudder. This time the tension in her body snapped, and she screamed as her orgasm washed over her like a tide on a beach. The pleasure seemed never-ending as Jack continued to lick her, wringing every drop of sensation out of her.

When her orgasm finally subsided, he continued to tenderly stroke her folds, causing small aftershocks of pleasure to pulse through her. As her breathing began to return to normal, Anna started to feel more than a little embarrassed. She had come in here for a massage and had ended up cumming all over her masseur's face. She was not sure how she could face him now. She felt him get up from the massage table and she stayed in position, not sure whether she should look up or not. She heard him moving about, and the sound of fabric crumpling. Her body tensed slightly, wondering what he was doing.

Before she could summon up the courage to ask him, the massage table creaked and she felt his lips dropping kisses all the way up her spine. As he made his way up her back, his torso rubbed against her, and she realised that he was naked. His hands reached her hair and he took two handfuls of it as she felt the tip of his cock nudge her opening. He reached down with one hand, took hold of his cock and rubbed it up and down the length of her slit, spending a few seconds teasing her clit before sliding it back down again, and then repeating the process. Every time he used his cock to stimulate her nub, her hips jerked, having still not fully recovered from the orgasm on his tongue.

He teased her for a couple of minutes until she was panting with lust.

'Please...', she begged, 'I want you inside me'

He obliged, tentatively pushing his way into her slick hole. He still carried on teasing her however, pushing a little way in before pulling back, then pushing a little bit further in before pulling back again. Anna groaned, pushing back against him in an attempt to get him to fill her completely. Eventually he gave in and pushed the whole length of his cock into her, making her cry out in satisfaction. He leaned over her and started kissing and nibbling her neck, creating tingling sensations which shot straight down to her pussy. He began to pump his hips back and forth, long, hard thrusts which made her moan every time he plunged into her.

Every time he thrust into her, the tip of his cock rasped over her g-spot and her mound pressed against the massage table, creating friction against her clit. As his thrusts became more and more urgent, she felt another orgasm building, this time from the inside and out. She rocked her hips, meeting his every thrust, and she screamed once more as her second orgasm overwhelmed her. Her whole body spasmed, and her pussy clenched down on his length. Jack let out a gutteral groan as Anna felt him expand inside her. He gripped her hips as he held himself in place, filling her with his seed. His cock twitched as her pussy continued to spasm, milking every lost drop of cum from his body.

He collapsed onto her, one hand in her hair and the other stroking her side. They lay there for a few minutes, allowing them to catch their breath and their heart rates to slow down to normal pace. Eventually Jack lifted himself off her and went to get dressed. Anna sat up on the massage table, muscles feeling weak and watery. She looked over at him, not sure what to say or do.

'I'll leave you to get dressed', said Jack, walking across to the door. He pulled it open and went through it. Anna felt slightly deflated. She was not sure what she had been expecting, but had not been expecting complete indifference after what they had just done.

Pulling on her clothes, she gathered up her coat and bag and trudged back through to the reception area. Her eyes scanned the room for Jack, but he was nowhere to be seen. Sighing to herself, she paid the receptionist, and began to leave the building. As she exited the main door a hand grabbed her wrist and pulled her into an alcove next to the door. Looking up, she found herself looking into Jack's blue eyes.

'Here's my business card, in case you want a home visit'.

He winked and shot a grin at her before going back inside the health spa. Smiling to herself, Anna walked back to her car with a slight spring in her step, thinking she should probably buy her friend lunch the next time she saw her. To say thank you for the recommendation.


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