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Story 1
They looked at me like they’d never seen a man before. Four of them… all women… young, pretty close to the same age, I figured early twenties by the looks of them. All of them carried a weapon of some sort. Rudimentary clubs, a couple of bows and each had an obsidian knife with a bone handle. They got over their shock rather quickly and surrounded me, talking in a strange language to each other. The one behind me, I couldn’t see, hit me in the head with her club and everything went black.
**
When I awoke, I was tied with my hands behind my back around a post in the ground. My head hurt like hell and it took a minute or so before I could get my eyes to open and focus. I heard the voices first. The same strange language as before, but this time there were more than just the four women. When I was able to see I saw a large group of women, no men at all, just women. The four that I had come upon were there along with several others about their same age. They were all talking to two older women, probably twice my age easily in their fifties or sixties.
The older women seemed to be in charge and I thought it was really strange there were no men. I wondered if they were off hunting or fighting another group. It never occurred to me that there just weren’t any men at all. They kept talking and looking at me and it seemed like the older women were trying to explain to the younger, what I was exactly. It was during this exchange that I had a moment to study them. The hot climate lent to them not wearing much clothing, simple loin coverings with belts made from weaving plant leaves or stems together. All their hair was long and braided tight either dark black or brown. Their skin was tanned from the sun and they wore simple sandals on their feet with a strip of leather between their two biggest toes, laced over their feet and tied up their legs.
Their breasts were mostly uncovered, with only necklaces, hair and ornaments covering their chests. If I hadn’t been tied to a stake and my head throbbing I would have taken the time to admire their form. The young ones were quite attractive. Toned bodies, muscled from daily labor and mere survival in this part of the world. They had striking faces, high cheekbones, beautiful green and blue eyes I’d never seen before and their breasts were firm and perky, ranging in all sizes. Toned legs, flat abdomens and muscled buttocks from running and hunting. I was hoping they weren’t cannibals.
They finally realized I was awake and looking at them. One of the older women, probably the leader, approached me. The large group circled around to see what she would do. She kept pointing at me and saying one word. Maca, Maca… I don’t know what it meant but she kept saying it as she pointed at me. She squatted down next to me and put her hand on my chest, feeling my shirt and inspecting my clothing. First my shirt then my pants and boots, seemingly perplexed with my attire. It soon became apparent that she was trying to find how it worked and how to remove it. She figured out the buttons down my shirt but with me tied with my hands behind my back she couldn’t exactly remove it. She opened it and pulled it back so my chest was revealed.
“Maca!” she said, patting my chest. The younger women looked at the difference between them and me. I was convinced they had never seen a man before in their lives. How was it possible? Where did they come from if they had no fathers or did the men all die or vanish? It was so peculiar and with me still kind of dazed, I didn’t realize she was trying to get my pants off for a few seconds. She finally called two young ones over and they lifted me to my feet up the post so I was standing. The old woman figured out my belt and next thing I knew my pants were yanked down around my boots and with them my boxers. I was exposed to all of them.
“Maca… she said pointing to my penis and balls. The younger women’s eyes widened, they had never seen a naked man before and I had the great privilege to be the first. Oh, if it had just ended there I would have been grateful, but the older woman went on to show them more of what it means to be Maca, I guess. I jumped in my boots when she grabbed my flaccid penis and started manipulating it. She had obviously seen a naked man and handled a penis before in her fifty plus years because what she was doing felt really good.
Even in my embarrassed, captured state, my cock plumped up in her hand and began to rise, getting bigger and bigger as she began to stroke it. The younger women watched with amazement as my cock continued to grow and rise until it was fully erect and bouncing to my heartbeat. She let it go, said Maca again and moved out of the way so the younger girls could have a better look.
The next half hour or more consisted of twenty or thirty young women inspecting my body, touching my chest, abs, penis and testicles. I was basically an attraction for their eyes and hands. My cock stayed rock hard and even began to ooze as they went about bending me in all sorts of directions, even stroking it like the old woman had done. Several times I saw them move their loin cloths from around their own sexes and figure out on their own where the penis was supposed to go and what a man’s role in life was. I was sure they had heard about Maca, but for some reason had never seen one.
As the younger women circled me, inspecting, touching and playing with my body, I noticed the two older women talking off to the side. They had happy looks on their faces, and I perceived what they were plotting to do with me, and since there were no other men around I had a pretty good idea what was in store.
**
Around dusk, and when the inspection had completed, the older women had me untied and taken inside a hut, made from trees and branches with large leaves to keep the rain out. I was laid on a mat, which was surprisingly cushioned and comfortable where I was tied once again to a stake one of the younger ones pounded into the ground above my head. My wrists were secured to the post and I was left in the hut as the light outside began to darken to night.
Soon a fire was started, torches were lit and I could hear the group conversing once again with the two older voices taking the lead. They talked for about thirty minutes I’d guess and then the older women came into the hut with one of the younger, probably the oldest of the young. They set torches around the hut on small stands. The younger woman was strikingly beautiful, tall, toned with breasts that would probably fit perfectly under my hands. Her dark hair was braided to one side and fell over her left breast almost to her navel. She looked down at me as the two older women knelt down on either side.
The second older woman reached for my penis and began to stroke and play until I began to grow again. I knew what was coming and I couldn’t do much to stop it, nor did I really want to. The young woman standing at my feet was gorgeous. In the real world I would have done her in a second.
Once I was hard, they motioned the young one to come forward, which she did until she was standing over me. She squatted down, looking nervous and hesitant. I could hear reassuring sounds coming from the older woman as she hesitated. I was pretty sure this young woman was a virgin, with no other men it was pretty much a sure thing. I watched with wide eyes as she pulled her loin cloth and belt from her body revealing her virgin sex. My cock throbbed and oozed, I was so excited. They instructed her in gentle tones and she began to touch herself, which seemed to come quite naturally. I was mesmerized as I watched her squat over my throbbing cock and play with her sex, moving her labia around and then circling her engorging clit with two fingers for about five minutes or so.
Then the first older woman lifted my cock vertical so it was only half an inch away from the younger woman’s glistening sex, she had gotten quite wet from her play. My cock had oozed as I watched her play and a long trail of pre-cum was running down the topside of my cock. They coaxed her down, reassuring her again with patient and soothing voices. She lowered herself until my head made contact with her soft, wet lips. My heart was pounding in my chest, I couldn’t take my eyes off my cock and her body as she slowly lowered herself down onto me. I felt the resistance and she stopped, uttering a noise of worry but the older women further assured her. She then went for it, dropping further on my cock. She yelped a small cry of pain but then lowered herself down to my body and took all of my cock inside of her as the older woman let go.
I could see the discomfort on her face as she stared down at me. Our bodies shook and trembled as the connection was made between us. The older women’s hands began to caress her, touching her perky breasts, making her nipples hard and rubbing her body. They showed her she needed to rise up again and fall, rise up and fall over and over and soon she got the hang of it, effectively fucking me for her first time. Good hell it was incredible. She was so tight and hot I didn’t think I’d last five minutes when she started rising and falling on my cock. Watching them play with her incredible breasts and nipples only increased my pleasure. The older women watched me closely. They knew what to expect from a man and probably six minutes later I couldn’t hold it anymore, clenching my legs tight and letting my load explode into this beautiful creature.
I moaned and convulsed under her as my cock unleashed a torrent of semen deep into her body. The goal was to conceive. I was sure they wanted to further their tribe and they were using me for that purpose. At the time, as my balls emptied and my cock rang with pleasure I didn’t really care. When my climax finally stopped, the younger woman looked at the older two and then down at her sex. She lifted herself off of me and a huge gush of pink semen rushed out of her down over my shrinking cock and stomach. The load was large, I hadn’t cum for a while, trying to conserve my energy since I was lost.
The poor young girl didn’t know what to do or think with my semen dripping out of her but they again told her what to expect and that everything was normal from the tone of their voices. She stood up and they helped her clean herself off as well as me. They smiled at me, seemingly impressed with my potency and the amount of semen I produced. Then the younger girl was taken out, walking a little differently than when she came in. I was left alone for about fifteen minutes. My mind was going crazy with thoughts of what would become of me. And what I should do.
As I was pondering my predicament, two young women came in with food. They knelt next to me and since I was tied up they fed me. Some kind of cooked meat and some plant roots. It tasted earthy but I ate it happily and drank the water they offered. After they fed me, they looked me over again, touching my chest and poking at my penis until it started to move again. They giggled and then left me alone.
More time went by before the older women returned with another young woman. She was much more curvy, bigger boned and had large breasts and more fat on her frame. She had a chubby looking face but I could tell she was still in incredible shape and strong. It played out pretty much just like the first woman. The older women instructed her as they manipulated my penis once again. It took more effort and time for me to get hard but once it was up it stayed up.
I watched in amazement as she played with herself, much differently than the first one had. She actually fingered herself while playing with her clit and I could see the juices glistening on her fingers in the torch light. She didn’t hesitate when they told her to mount me and it seemed as if she had already had something large inside of her before, because she didn’t cringe in pain or call out as she dropped down onto my cock. She also didn’t need to be told to rise and fall, she pretty much started moving on my cock the moment she first let me inside of her. She even played with her clit and breasts herself as she slammed down on my cock with enthusiasm.
She was no novice at sexual play, maybe not with a man but she’d definitely played with other women or some kind of toy before me. She actually climaxed before I did, shaking and calling out in the hut from an orgasmic release, causing her pussy to convulse and grip my cock like a vice. That’s what set me off. Her orgasm made me climax and I clenched my legs, spraying my load deep inside her climaxing body. We both moaned and shook and she actually fell down on my chest shaking and cumming as my cock emptied inside of her. The two older women looked at each other, surprised.
The younger, finally gathered herself, looking a little embarrassed. She got up off of me and my load oozed out of her, but was not as plentiful this time. I was once again cleaned up and left alone. Hoping I’d be able to sleep for the rest of the night after having been fed and made to cum twice by then.
**
I had gotten separated from my group when our boat overturned in a storm along the river. I had barely made it out of the rough water alive and didn’t even know what side of the river I had ended up on. Luckily, I had been taught how to find fresh water and what frogs and other things I should avoid and ones I could eat. I had been wandering in the jungle for three full days when the tribe of women found me. I must have been really deep in the jungle for them to be undiscovered and never having seen a man. I doubted they could even lead me out to civilization if I could understand them to ask.
Now I was tied up in a hut, being used as a sperm donor, it appeared. I thought they might leave me until morning after the second young woman but about thirty minutes later the two older returned with yet a third woman. I recognized her. She was one of the four that had found me. She had the lightest hair of any I’d seen so far, almost bordering on dirty blonde and if it hadn’t been for the braid, it would look lighter. She had an athletic build, strong arms with defined shoulders, biceps and an absolutely ripped midsection. Her face was fierce with high cheekbones, brilliant green eyes and it looked like she didn’t smile much. Her breasts were small, more muscle than fat but perfectly round with small nipples and areola that was only slightly darker than the rest of her skin.
I was tired, really tired from wandering and the two orgasms and it probably being after midnight when they appeared. I didn’t know how many more times they were going to make me perform. I hadn’t cum three times in one night since college. It was going to be a chore I supposed.
This young woman was different, she showed no fear and her fierceness displayed itself immediately with her dropping to her knees and grabbing my cock before the older women were even next to me. I guess she didn’t need any help from them. She was not gentle or skilled in touching a man and my cock did not start to rise like she expected. Blaming it on me, she spoke harshly at me and slapped my cock away with the back of her hand. She was quickly rebuked by the elders and told to sit back and observe from the hand motions and stern voices.
The young fiery woman glared at me. I don’t think she wanted to even be in the hut let alone be fertilized by me. The elders took over, gently caressing my cock and balls, trying to wake me up for a third time. I was being stubborn; the fatigue and harshness of the new girl didn’t help and my cock stayed pretty limp. I was actually hoping they’d give up and let me rest, but they changed things up instead.
I was not expecting them to do what they did. I assumed oral sex was something foreign to them and unheard of, but I was quickly mistaken when the head woman leaned over and sucked my flaccid cock into her warm, wet mouth. Damn, oral always works. It felt incredible even from a sixty-year-old woman. She sucked gently and my cock, dammit, started to plump up in her mouth. It grew as she sucked and soon she was able to suck the head and stroke the shaft until I was fully hard.
The older woman stopped, looked back at the fierce younger one and motioned for her to continue. The look on her face of disgust, told me she had no desire to suck on my penis at all. She shook her head, said a few words I didn’t understand and turned and left the hut. I think I had met the first lesbian of the tribe, I thought and let a chuckle out which turned the attention of the elders back on me.
They conversed and the second elder continued to stroke my cock to keep me hard while the leader left the hut. A few minutes later a new girl appeared with the elder. She looked like she had been woken up, rubbing her eyes in the light of the hut and her hair was not braided but loose and messy from sleeping. Her ornaments were gone so her chest was completely bare, with average sized breasts and a girl next door body. Thin arms and legs, no real definition to any part of her. Plain face, dark hair and grey eyes.
She looked like she was falling asleep standing there and had little interest in the naked man on the mat with his cock being stroked by an elder of the tribe. She looked back and forth between the elders, still trying to wake up and listen to their instruction. She finally squatted down and began to play with herself, yawning as she began. It was so humorous to me that I began to laugh, which startled the young woman and earned my balls the smack that hurt like hell.
I quickly stopped laughing and remembered my place as a prisoner. My cock deflated a little, and the elder renewed her efforts to get me back to hard as the pain in my nuts subsided. The young woman was waking up, her nipples were becoming erect as she played with her sex and more color and life showed on her face and in her eyes. The arousal became evident and her fingers glistened with her secretions after about six minutes of her playing. She listened to the instructions and took a hold of my cock on her own, positioning herself over my purple head. She eased down on it, only pausing slightly as her virgin pussy was deflowered by her own motion. I saw the slight pain grip her face but she only played faster with her clit which might have been an instruction she was given to deal with. Once I was in her she sat down on my body and paused for a moment to get used to the new intrusion.
She was tight as fuck and hot. Virgins are a rare thing in this world and I apparently just had three in one night. Who could say that? It blew my mind just thinking about it as my cock throbbed inside her young tight body. She slowly began to move up and down, playing with her clit rapidly as she did. Little moans of pleasure escaped her lips as she fucked me and played. Her nipples remained taut as she rose and fell over and over again. I wanted to be free. I wanted to feel her breasts and raise my head to nibble on her nipples but all I could do was lay there with my hands tied over my head and let her do all the work, riding my penis for quite a while since I had already cum twice.
It was inevitable though. Her so recently deflowered sex was just too tight and too hot for me to last a long time or not cum. The pleasure steadily built up and she got into it more and more, gaining more balance and skill at riding a man that my pleasure peaked and I ejaculated for the third time deep inside a woman whose virginity was claimed by me. The third orgasm almost hurt, dredging up the semen from deep and causing my balls to ache from the use. I flinched and groaned as the load pumped out into her and I think she gained climax as well from her breathing and look on her face. She fell, exhausted, onto me when the elders told her she was done apparently. She quivered and shook for about a minute on my chest before getting up on wobbly legs to be cleaned off and return to her rest.
The elders nodded to me, extinguished the torches and I knew I was done for the night.
**
I woke up because my arms were being untied. The light was still dim in the hut. Sun wasn’t even up yet. Three young women were in the tent, one untying me and the other two had bows and arrows ready to shoot. They made me stand up and they escorted me outside. I finally figured out what they wanted me to do. Bathroom break. The smell of where they took me made that apparent. They watched me close as I relieved myself and then they took me back to the village under close guard. There really was no way for me to escape from them. I was naked, even if I did run I wouldn’t last alone with nothing.
Thankfully they didn’t tie me back up in the hut, but instead I was taken to the elders and given food. The two guards watched me close as I sat and ate with them. The eldest, pointed to herself and said “Petra,” and then pointed to the other and said, “Sanji”. I pointed to myself and said, “Eric.”
They tried my name out and soon got it down with a thick accent. I butchered their names as well but they soon gave up and accepted Petra and Sanji. They started trying to communicate with me with hand gestures and words in their language. I pretty much figured out that all their men were dead and I was the only maca around now. They pointed at my penis and then made gestures of big bellies and I’m sure their word for baby or pregnant. Don’t know which but I got the point. As you can imagine, it wasn’t easy communicating with them. I realized they weren’t going to let me go but they didn’t seem like they wanted me to be bound all the time.
After the meal was eaten, I was escorted back out to the common area. The women were all busy with the daily chores of life. Some were repairing huts, other’s washing themselves and the bedding. Still more were gathering food, even a group was returning with a dead boar. They were all working together and things looked well in hand. The elders walked with me as they looked over the village, instructing and talking to the younger women as we strolled through. They all looked at me, and most seemed pleasant but I did get some glares from a few, especially the one that walked out, the fiery light-haired woman. She did not like me at all.
I also recognized the three that I had sex with. They were working alongside the others like nothing had happened to them last night, but when they saw me they whispered to others and I saw some smiles and giggles between them. We circled the village and ended back in the middle, by the hut I was tied in the day before. Petra stopped me in front of the hut and motioned for Sanji to do something. She left and returned with a young woman. My two guards were ever present with bows but I tried to ignore them.
Sanji walked up with the new woman, grabbed my hand and put this woman’s hand in mine and then made a motion for us to go into the hut together. I guess I wasn’t going to be tied up this time. The new girl was short, petite with jet black hair and strange multi colored eyes, mostly green but with flecks of amber and grey. Her face was narrow but her cheekbones stood out, almost too wide for her narrow face. Her breasts were small and I’m thinking she had like 5% body fat. She took my hand and pulled me into the hut with her. My guards stood outside but ready to come in if called.
I tried to introduce myself by placing my free hand on my chest and saying my name. She looked at me weird so I tried again. I think she understood because she pointed at her chest and said, “Bezza.” I tried the word and she smiled. She then wasted no more time and reached for my flaccid cock. Thankfully she was gentle and must have learned from the elders yesterday. Her small hand felt incredible rubbing my cock and then stroking it as it grew in her hand. I didn’t dare touch her… I didn’t know what she would do if I tried. Once I was hard she looked up at my face and smiled, taking my hand and placing it under her loin cloth to her sex. I guessed touching was now allowed.
My cock throbbed, I was excited to actually be able to touch the woman I was trying to impregnate. I caressed her sex, running my fingers over her lips and in her pubes. She cooed from my touch and I watched her nipples grow hard under her ornaments and hair. I reached forward with my other hand and cupped her right breast as I started to spread her lips with my fingers. She moaned again… so I figured I was doing okay and what was allowed.
She suddenly lowered herself onto the mat on the ground and I followed her down, picking up with my hands again. She moistened quickly as I played with her breasts and eased a finger into her virgin pussy. I felt the tight hymen and could scarcely get the tip of my finger inside her. She really liked when I played with her engorged clitoris and before I knew it I was working my way down her body with my mouth. She didn’t seem surprised when I started licking her sex. I assumed she was familiar with oral which was still a surprise to me out in the uncivilized jungle. But Sanji had sucked on my cock and now Bezza seemed to enjoy me licking her clit and tonguing her small hole.
I ate her for about five minutes, I figured, and then helped her remove her loin belt and other ornaments, giving me full access to her tight young body. I used my mouth on her firm, small breasts and moved my cock into position to take her. She felt my cock make contact and I saw the look of surprise on her face. I think she realized how big it was. The look of worry left her face after a few seconds and she reached for my hips and pulled me into her. She let out a small yelp of pain as my wide cock snapped her hymen and eased into her virgin vagina. I paused once I was in her to let her adjust to the new intrusion. Her breathing was elevated, I’m sure her heart was pounding harder than mine was.
My cock was throbbing inside of her, she was so tight and I could feel her vaginal walls trying to adjust to my width and ease the pain of the first penetration. I tried to finally move inside of her but she grabbed my hips and held me firmly, looking at me with pain in her eyes. I don’t think she realized I had to move in order to climax and fertilize her. Her grip let up on my hips so I tried again to move out of her but she grabbed me again. I didn’t know what to do. We were locked in this position and she wasn’t letting me move. With no elders to explain to her what had to happen, I was at a loss.
We couldn’t stay like this in the missionary position forever so I finally broke free of her hands and sat up on my knees so I had better access to touching her and eventually moving. She looked up at me and I could tell she was scared because she had tried to stop me but I was much stronger than her and she knew it now. Without moving my cock, I used my thumb to play with her clit and try and calm her down. It took about two minutes before she realized I wasn’t trying to hurt her. I took her hand and pulled it down to her sex and she got the hint to play with herself to ease the pain.
That’s when I moved out of her slowly. Her hand sped up on her clit instantly as I pushed back into her. Again, I moved, trying to tell her with my eyes and face that this had to be. She got it eventually, playing with her clit with one hand and pinching a nipple with the other. I moved in and out at a slow but steady pace that I figured she could handle. She seemed tighter than the others. I don’t know if it was the position or me in control, but her sex was like a vise on my cock and even moving slowly, my pleasure was growing quickly due to the intense grip and sensation on my dick.
Bezza seemed fine but she definitely didn’t stop playing with herself. I picked up the pace a little more and I think she finally realized I needed to move faster to finish. It really didn’t take long… the pleasure grew rapidly with her tight pussy milking my cock and my climax burst upon me as I held my last thrust in deep, exploding inside her for her first time. My cock contracted, my balls released my seed and I grunted with each contraction. She realized what was happening and watched me with wide eyes ejaculate inside of her.
I pulled out, smiled down at her and watched my semen start to ooze out of her body. The elders had left some sort of absorbent plant or material to clean her up and I helped her to her feet. Together we left the hut. It was a very memorable orgasm for me. I hoped she was okay and didn’t hold any ill feelings toward me. I was just doing my best under the circumstances. Very strange and crazy circumstances.
Story 2
“But Mom! I’m too busy!” I said to my mother over the phone as I hurried to my meeting.
“Honey, you’re working way too hard, you’re overly stressed and you need this. It’s all set up, you better show up… I’m sticking my neck out for you on this. He doesn’t come cheap and he’s booked out for over a year. I got you in my spot so don’t miss it,” my mother said before hanging up.
The next thing I knew I was getting a text from her with the name and address of the masseuse and the time. My eyes bulged out of my head, seeing the appointment was today at 4pm. I didn’t know how I was going to pull that off, but missing it wasn’t an option.
Mom was right, I was way over worked, stressed and a good massage would be great, but the timing was bad with my presentation today and everything going on in my life. The last six months had been awful. My boyfriend broke up with me, my job has become my life and that’s why he bailed. I was never around for him. Competition at work has become almost unbearable between coworkers vying for the big promotion and getting the advertising contract that comes with it.
My stress level was off the charts. I pushed my mother and her famous masseuse out of my mind and stepped into the meeting. I had to be focused.
**
3:30pm, I’ve somehow gotten back to my office, my mind is in a daze. Basically, my body was on autopilot, bringing me to my office without really knowing it. My presentation was over, I think it went okay, I don’t really know. My head hurt from stress and I was knotted up in almost every part of my body. My phone chirped, reminding me of something, I picked it up instantly thinking it was about work but then remembered Mom’s appointment.
I got up, grabbed my things, told my assistant I was gone for the rest of the day, which took him by surprise because I never leave early, ever. He could barely say a word as I rushed by his desk and toward the elevator.
I made it to the address with five minutes to spare, walking into the small building and being hit with the smell of oils and lotions. Walking up to the desk, there was a pretty young woman behind it, probably a year or two younger than I was. I told her my name and she said they were expecting me, and to follow her back.
She took me to a room, handed me a towel and said, “Remove all your clothing and lie down. He will be with you shortly.”
The towel was tiny, it would barely cover my breasts and sex if it was perfectly placed let alone being able to be wrapped around me. I found it a little strange but if Mom vouches for this place and he has a year or more backlog, I’d give it a try. I removed all of my clothes, got up on the table face down and placed the tiny towel over my butt as best I could.
The door opened and I turned my head to see who it was. My eyes widened, taking in the vision before me. He was dressed in all white, his tan skin in stark contrast, his blue eyes piercing me to the center as our eyes met. I had never seen a more attractive man in my life from his bare feet to his full head of dark hair, he was gorgeous and I knew why Mom and everyone else was quite a fan. Or so I thought.
“Good afternoon and welcome,” he said, approaching the blue cushioned table I was lying on.
“Hello,” I said, trying not to stare at him.
“Gabby tells me your mother has graciously given her spot to you for this session, Rachel? Correct?” he asked in a very soothing but masculine voice.
“Yes, she thinks it will benefit me. She thinks I’m over working and stressed,” I replied as he collected oils from the shelves around the room.”
“The benefits will be great. Her session is the platinum package, is this agreeable?” he asked.
“Umm… sure,” I said, not really knowing what that meant but I’m sure it was the best.
I kept looking at him when he would turn away, admiring his body in his linen pants and shirt. He was amazing in every aspect and I kind of just wanted to look at him for an hour. Once he collected what he needed, he began his massage, starting on my back and shoulders. The oils and lotions smelled wonderful and I immediately started feeling the tightness and stress vanish from my body as his hands worked their magic.
My body tingled where he applied the oil, warm relaxing sensations as his hands kneaded the muscles, rubbing away my stress and cares down to the small of my back toward the towel covering my naked butt. He left it in place and started working on my legs and feet as the tingles spread through me. There had to be something in the oil and liquids he was massaging into me because as the sensations spread it not only relaxed me but they started to arouse me.
I felt my nipples hardening on the blue cushion I was lying on, I felt my sex began to flush with blood, my clit engorging among my folds and the juices multiplying from within me. I didn’t know what was going on, all I knew was it felt incredible, raising my heart rate and making me hornier than I’d been in months.
He was working up my legs, kneading my hamstrings high up on my leg, then my inner thighs right below my sex and buttock. I suddenly wanted his hand to slip, wanted him to brush my sex, I wanted him to finger me? What? No! This can’t be happening… I had to get control of myself or he was going to notice. I couldn’t believe how horny I was and how I felt with him touching me and what I wanted him to do.
He finished with my legs and slid his hands up my back before standing right in front of the table where my head was, working my back again. I lifted my head, knowing how close he was and what part of his body would be near my face, to get a look at that package in his tight linen pants. What I saw took me by surprise and made me inhale sharply. His penis was hard under his clothing, I could see the large shaft, straining against the fabric, extending up under his shirt. He was erect and aroused from giving me the massage.
My arousal was only increasing, I could feel my juices literally dripping down between my legs, my nipples as hard as I’ve ever felt them before. I don’t know why I did it, but I couldn’t stop myself. Moving my arms from my sides, I slowly reached out for the bulge before me, the large shaft in his white pants, until my fingers came in contact with it. He didn’t jerk back, he didn’t say anything, he just let me trace my fingers up the extent of his penis over his shirt where it continued to extend as my eyes widened even more at how long he had to be. I finally found the end, the head, which was out of his pants waistband and under his shirt, before tracing my fingers back down the entire length.
I was on fire, so sexually stimulated I had never felt anything like it before. It had to be the oils, something he added to them but at that minute I didn’t care. I also didn’t care that he had removed the towel on my bottom and was rubbing my ass with his oily hands as I traced his penis through his clothing. I welcomed his fingers running down the crack of my ass to my flushed and wet sex, I even spread my legs for him so he could massage my sex, and rub oil, this amazing oil, among my folds and clit, causing my arousal to multiply until I climaxed when he penetrated me for the first time.
I grabbed onto his cock as my body trembled, vibrating from the waves of orgasmic bliss rushing through my entire frame. It was like I had been building this orgasm up for months and he was the one that finally released it. Pleasure I had never known before radiated outward from my quivering sex as he curled his finger inside of me before removing it.
Then he did something that I would have never allowed in my right mind. After his finger left my sex, he slid it up to my little bum hole. As I was still riding the waves of my orgasm, he inserted his oiled finger into my ass! Nothing had ever been in there before until then and not only did I not complain, I welcomed it! He sunk it slowly in as far as he could before the rest of his hand stopped the descent and I basked in the rapture and excitement it produced, clawing at his cock and moaning from the continued orgasm he spawned.
It was unbelievable; I was so engulfed in pleasure I think he could have done anything to me and I would have let him. I just wanted more and more, I wanted his cock, his massive cock I had tightly in both hands. Suddenly, I started tearing at his pants and shirt, wanting them gone and his cock where I could get to it. He helped me with his shirt and I looked up, seeing the top quarter of his penis emerging from the waistband of his linen pants. His tight, tan, muscled abs and chest were spectacular but his cock was what I wanted.
Untying the string around his waist, I pulled his white pants down, watching his cock fall forward only an inch once released. His was massive, wide, long and perfect and so big I couldn’t suck him unless I got on my knees. I scooted forward, getting my knees under me with his finger still in my ass until I was able to take his cock in both hands and pull him into my mouth.
I wasn’t myself and started stroking and sucking his cock like I had never done to anyone before. Something in that room, something he had done to me had turned my inhibitions off, freeing me sexually like never before. I just feasted on his dick, licking, sucking, taking as much in my mouth as I could while he arched his body over mine, rubbing new oil into my breasts, upper chest and adding more to my bum hole of all things. He even added a second finger with the new oil and still I didn’t complain. If anything, I wanted more!
He tasted so good, felt so good in my hands and in my mouth that I just wanted to suck and suck him, lick and stroke more and more as I felt his hands explore my body, my breasts, my pussy and always returning to my anus which had become very sensitive and pleasurable from the oil he continued to add. Something in that oil was the key to everything.
I continued to suck and stroke him while he finger-fucked my ass with two fingers. It made my clit hum with pleasure and it was like he knew because just then he used his other hand under my body, to rub and pinch my engorged nub as he fingered my ass, causing another orgasm. It sent my body into spasms; I felt my ass clamping down over and over onto his fingers as my body exploded with pleasure for the second time. All from just his hands.
This orgasm was just as powerful as the first, but different because not only was it emanating from my clit and sex, my ass was climaxing as well, something I never knew was possible. His fingers, the oil, the pleasure was unfathomable, even forcing me to stop sucking his cock I was so overwhelmed. Never had I felt anything like this with both my orifices convulsing with orgasmic contractions.
I literally collapsed onto the table, not able to hold myself up any longer. I found myself twitching, moaning and gasping for air before noticing his hands were gone and I couldn’t see him. I was worried he had left the room that the session was over and I never got to feel his cock inside of me. I raised my head, looking around for him. Finally, I found him behind me, standing at the foot of the table, rubbing oil, his special oil on his long thick cock.
Fuck! He looked so good not only had he oiled his cock up, but he had applied it to his chest and abs, making him glisten in the soft light of the room. His cock throbbed visibly, lined with veins and pulsing with blood, sparkling with oil. I wanted it so badly, I had to have it, it wasn’t a want, it was a necessity.
Somehow, I found the strength to get up on my hands and knees, scooching backwards toward him on the table. Towards him, towards that cock until I pushed my ass out near him, presenting myself to him, legs spread, back arched, ass raised high.
With my head turned, I watched him rub oil around his head one last time before pressing his shaft downward to enter me. I felt his head slide up and down my sex before spreading me wide and entering my soaked pussy for the first time. I can’t describe to you how it felt, what his oily length and girth did to me, it was not normal, nothing had ever felt this good before entering my body. I practically passed out from the pleasure of his first penetration. There was no question why he came so recommended.
The oil on his cock merged with my insides, electrifying my vagina as his length continued deeper and deeper, filling me more than ever before. He held himself deep, his entire length buried inside my quivering pussy so I could feel his body against mine. He paused, letting the oil do its job inside of me until my legs were shaking from the pleasure radiating from his cock. Finally, he pulled out, sending me into fits from the friction of his cock rubbing the sides of my oil stimulated vagina! It was like the nerve endings inside me had multiplied by a thousand and they were all pleasure centers.
He left just his head inside before thrusting forward and my legs shook and my heart raced as the pleasure overwhelmed me. I don’t know how I stayed on my knees, maybe he was holding me up or something because my top half was a puddle on the table as he slid his cock in and out with long steady thrusts, blowing my mind.
I had to be cumming, but I didn’t know when it started and it felt like it never ended. I was just in a state of constant orgasm and I don’t think that’s even a real thing but it was with him and his oil. He gave the phrase ‘full body massage’ a totally new meaning. My legs finally gave out or he finally let me fall to the table, quivering in a puddle of oil, sweat, and my plentiful juices.
His yummy cock wasn’t in me anymore either, but my pussy was still vibrating and tingling from it as I lay on my stomach, panting and trembling from the continued orgasm. I had to have laid there for at least a few minutes before I felt his hands on me again. He was adding oil to my body, legs, butt, back and then to my anus again before rolling me over on to my back. I opened my eyes to look up at him, his cock rock hard and oiled, his chest strong and glistening. He added oil to my stomach, chest and began working it in to my breasts, twisting the nipples in between his fingers, really working the magic oil into them until they hummed with pleasure, which sent jolt of electric twinges to my sex and clit.
I just laid back and enjoyed it, looking at his awesome face, body and throbbing cock. When he finished with my breasts, he took hold of my ankles and pulled me toward him, sliding on my butt and back to the edge of the table. He then lifted my legs, spreading them bent at the knees, pushing them over my body to lift my ass up and over the end of the blue padded table.
“And now for the finishing technique of the platinum session,” he said in that sexy voice.
With one hand holding my legs up, he used his other hand to lower his cock toward me, sliding his head down my pussy. I expected him to enter me again but his head fell lower and paused at the entrance to my tight anus. My ass was still super sensitive from the oil he had added and after his two fingers I guess he had prepared me, because I felt his cock head start to spread me open. Further and further I stretched around his wide cock until he eased into my anus with very little resistance. I couldn’t believe it! He actually had the head of his cock in my ass! And instead of horrible pain, it felt wonderful!
He pressed further, filling my ass with rapture and his cock as inch after inch of his shaft descended into my lower hole, something I said I’d never do. The oil on his cock had the same effect in my ass as it did in my pussy, making the pleasure a hundred times better than it would have naturally been. I could feel his veins, his throbbing shaft, the blood pulsing as he drove every inch he had into my quivering bowels. It wasn’t real. It couldn’t be this good, not for real. But it was, my ass was taking every inch of his monster cock and I absolutely loved it!
That climax I said I didn’t know when it started and it felt like it never ended, well that happened again but this time it was my ass climaxing around his shaft as he started to fuck my ass with his massive cock. It was so tight, so hot so fucking amazing that it was even better than when he fucked my pussy. I swear I passed out a few times, maybe even died and came back. It was so intense and pleasurable. I came and came and came some more as he fucked my hard and deep, giving me the full platinum session, well worth the price.
Anal sex wasn’t supposed to feel this good but at the time nothing made any sense. I knew why it was the finishing technique of the platinum session because it was the crème de la crème of pleasures. Nothing came close to the entire session in ecstasy as what I experienced when he was doing my ass, it was just indescribable.
It all ended with him pulling out his massive cock and ejaculating his large load of semen onto my stomach, breasts and pussy. He moaned as he stroked, shooting ropes of long white strands up my body and dribbling all over my quivering pussy until his cock stopped. I watched the whole thing, watched the look of pleasure on his face as he painted me with his load. Watched him stroke his delicious penis up and down the long shaft while the slit exploded with spray after spray of hot cum landing on my body and running off to the table from the slippery oil.
I was still cumming as he plastered me before finally giving up, lowering my head and closing my eyes as my body trembled and convulsed, well after his final volley.
**
When I could move again, I found him gone, the session was over. I wanted to ask him questions, how it was all possible and when I could come back, were just a couple. He had left the towel, lying on my legs, which I used to clean up the best I could. I felt tired, but relaxed and rejuvenated, my legs were the weakest part as I tried to get dressed, which took me longer than normal. Leaving the room, I looked for him, but didn’t see him and walked to the desk where the young woman was, Gabby I think he said her name was.
“Did you enjoy your session today,” she asked.
“Oh, very much… when can I see him again?” I asked.
“Bookings are done online, here is his card,” she said handing me a card with his image, address and website.
“But my mother says he’s booked out over a year,” I can’t wait that long.
“I’m sorry, he’s in high demand,” she said.
“What about cancellations? Can you let me…” I tried to say before I was cut off.
“No one ever cancels, it’s unheard of,” she interrupted me.
“Special sessions? Maybe at my home, I’m willing to pay extra!” I said getting desperate.
“No, sorry, he doesn’t do that,” she said and then got real with me. “Look, I know it was your first time and all and I know how you feel right now, believe me I do… but there is nothing I can do to get you back any earlier than the website says… I can’t even get myself in early and I work for him,” she said, shaking her head.
“Okay, I understand,” I finally relented.
“Word of advice, start saving your money for the next session… I know your mother paid for the platinum today for you and when you go online you’ll see what that costs. And believe me, once you’ve had platinum you won’t want anything else again,” she said, grinning.
“Thanks,” I managed and turned to leave.
**
On the drive home I replayed what had just happened to me, almost not believing it. But it was real and really happened. I got home and into my place, falling down on my sofa, still feeling great but tired. I grabbed my laptop and typed in the web address on the card. First, I went to bookings, before even looking at prices and saw the next available time was a year, two months, and five days away. I booked the time putting myself down for the platinum session and clicked the pay now button. Holy fucking shit! I just stared at the dollar amount, not believing what I was seeing. It was a quarter of my yearly salary! Gabby wasn’t kidding about having to save up for a year.
I didn’t know how I was going to afford it but I knew I wanted to go back especially with the session so fresh in my mind and body. I really needed that promotion at work, more than ever now. Just then, while I was staring at the screen, my phone rang. My mother was calling.
“Hi, Mom,” I said, answering the phone.
“Feeling better?” she asked.
“Oh, my gosh, Mom… so much better… I can’t believe what happened to me… and I just looked up how much you paid. Wow, Mom what a gift!”
“I’m glad you enjoyed it and listened to me and went.”
“Me too, I didn’t know what to expect and it was nowhere near what I thought it would be.”
“I’m sure, and you know why I couldn’t really tell you, trying to explain all that, you would have never gone the first time,” Mom said.
“That is true… he did things to me I told myself I’d never do… and, Mom… I loved every second, every second! I want to go back but I don’t know how I’m going to pay for it.”
“Don’t you worry about that, honey. You just book a session and I’ll cover the costs. Anything for my little girl’s health and happiness.”
“Really, Mom! You’re the best,” I screamed.
“Might as well use this money Roger left me when he died,” Mom said.
Roger was my step dad who had passed away a year or so ago. Mom got most of his fortune when he passed. Which was apparently going to benefit me even more now.
“You sure you don’t mind? I mean you gave up your session, now you’ll have to wait a year or more again,” I said.
“You’re under the impression that was my only scheduled session, Rachel. It’s not. I have them booked every few months,” Mom said.
“What! What did you say? You have more than the one today on the schedule?” I was freaking out.
“Yes, honey, so, if you’re really needing him, I’m sure I could give you another one before the one you book today comes around.”
“I don’t know what to say, I was freaking out that I had to wait over a year, and then the cost. You’re a lifesaver, Mom.”
“Anything for you, darling. So, while you’re at it, you should book your appointments every few months too, as far out as the system will let you, then we’ll each have them scheduled for next year and beyond.”
“Wow, okay, so… like how far should I spread them out?” I asked.
“Well, I do every quarter, so every three months because that’s how my money is set up to mature and the investments get put in my account,” she explained.
“Okay, so I should do the same since you’re going to pay for it.”
“Sounds good, honey but I’m afraid I’m going to use this next one coming up in three months, since you used my session today… I don’t want to go that long without seeing him.”
“I totally understand… so maybe I can use the one in six months again?” I asked.
“I’m sure I can do that for you,” she said.
“Going to be a long six months, but it’s better than over a year,” I said.
“You’ll make it,” she said.
“So, Mom, how many times have you seen him?” I asked.
“Well, let’s see. Roger died eighteen months ago, so with you using mine today, I guess, five times?” she said.
“And every time is just as good?” I asked.
“Oh yes, every time, dear… maybe even better as he learns more about you and your body. He’s got a good memory,” she said.
“It’s amazing, Mom, do you know how it works? Is it the oil or what? Do you know?” I asked.
“He’s a man of few words, as you probably picked up on, but I did ask him once, maybe the third time I saw him. He didn’t tell me much, just that he prepares the oils himself. Gabby, the receptionist, told me he travels to Asia every year for supplies but that’s all I know.”
“Well, whatever it is, it’s amazing and I’m sure it has a lot to do with his skill and, well, other parts of him,” I said, giggling.
“What do you mean, dear?” she asked.
“Well, you know… his penis,” I said.
“What? What about his penis?!” Mom said, getting loud.
“Umm, oh my… does he not have sex with you?” I asked, getting nervous now.
“Rachel! Absolutely not! You had sex with him?!” she screamed the question.
“Well, yes, I thought that was part of the platinum session, he said the final technique was anal sex, he put his penis in my bum, Mom… does he not do that to you?” I asked.
There was silence on the other end of the phone and then it disconnected.
Fuck! What had I done? I thought for sure Mom had experienced the same thing as me, but now I realized I was wrong. This was bad.
The reason I thought it was bad at first was because I thought she might not pay for me to see him again. All I cared about was seeing him again, I wasn’t even thinking that maybe I was taken advantage of, that what he did to me shouldn’t have happened. From what I just learned from Mom, it should have been just a normal massage… the fingering, the breast play, the fucking… that was not part of the deal, apparently, or at least not for my mother. Maybe he just didn’t have sex with her and he did with other clients. That I didn’t know.
The only other client I knew about was Gabby. She worked for him but she still participated, from what she said. Did he have sex with her? When I was talking to her it seemed like it, but, fuck, it seemed like it when I was talking to my mother as well. I didn’t know what to believe or think now. What I did know was no matter what the truth was, I still wanted more sessions and I wanted the same exact session, especially that final technique. I couldn’t believe it but, I wanted his cock in my ass again more than anything!
**
Mom didn’t call me back and she ignored my phone calls that night. The following day was Saturday. I’ve been usually going to work at least a half day on Saturday but not this time. I texted my assistant, telling him I wasn’t coming in and he could actually have a full weekend. I’m sure he was stunned but didn’t complain.
I used the day to try and answer questions, especially about him. I was thinking, finally thinking logically about the platinum session. If he was booked all day, all year he couldn’t be having sex with all his clients. No way he could do that one after another, all day long and still get hard and cum as much as he did with me. I was his last session. If he had sex with everyone before me all day long, he’d have to be immortal to do what he did with me after all of them.
This logic pointed to the uncomfortable fact that he only had sex with me, and that I was the instigator. After all it was me that touched his penis first, granted he didn’t stop me, he just went with it and I fucking let him, thinking it was all just part of the platinum package.
I looked at the website and there was nothing on there that even remotely mentioned what happened to me. Just the opposite, really. It talked about modesty and privacy and utmost professionalism. It certainly didn’t mention getting finger banged and fucked up the ass until I was a puddle of ecstasy on his blue table. What the fuck did I do?
I got in my car and drove to the salon. At first, I planned on bursting in there and confronting him but by the time I drove there I had a change of plans in my head. I needed to speak to him alone, maybe find out where he lived. Follow him home after he was finished for the day? That was the plan instead of making a scene in his place of business. I had become a stalker.
It took all day. I watched client after client file through his place, every hour after hour. Women. Men. Each hour a new person coming and going. It was another clue that he was probably only screwing me because of the men that I saw. He didn’t strike me as bisexual but what did I know.
It was after dark before I finally saw him leave the building out the side door. He walked out with Gabby and they got in their separate cars and departed.
I followed him. Trying to stay back, like they do in those cop shows, so he wouldn’t notice me. I followed him for about a half hour until we were well out of the city in a very nice neighborhood, which if he’s getting that kind of money every session, then his house must be freaking amazing and sure enough, I watching him from down the street, pull through a metal gate and drive up to a massive house.
I got out of my car and, under cover of darkness, walked up the street to his gated mansion. Looking around, I found a way over the wall, with a little help from some rocks and a tree. Luckily, I was athletic and strong enough to climb. I didn’t think about security cameras, which was stupid. He saw me coming ten minutes before I actually got to the door, which swung open before I even decided if I was going to knock.
“Rachel, I’ve been expecting you,” he said like some creepy movie villain.
“I need to talk to you,” I said, a little freaked out.
“Yes, I’m sure… come in,” he said.
I tried to ignore the house, all the nice things, the majesty of it all. And I tried to ignore what seeing him this close again did to me. I tried to focus on the issues and the answers I wanted. I wasn’t doing very well at any of that. At least he didn’t call the police.
“I have so many questions,” I began.
“Yes, I’m sure, let’s talk in here,” he said, pointing a hand to a room off the main foyer.
I followed his gesture, walking into the room, before turning to face him. Fuck! He looked good, wearing his white linen shirt and pants from the salon. Focus Rachel! I said in my head.
“What happened yesterday in my session was not a normal platinum session, correct?”
“It was for you. But not others,” he replied.
“What? What does that mean?” I said.
“Did anything happen that you didn’t want to happen?” he asked.
“Well, no… not at the time,” I said, crossing my arms under my breasts.
“Anything else?” he asked.
“What? Yes… I mean… that doesn’t excuse what you did?” I said.
“You just said nothing happened that you didn’t want to happen?”
“Then yes, but now… I don’t know,” I said.
“I see, so you’re having a bout of buyer’s remorse. After the fact you’re not happy with the results?” he asked.
“Umm, no… that’s not it… I just want to know why me and if you do that with others,” I said.
“Others? Only the few, the special. That’s the answer to both of your questions. You see, Rachel… you are special,” he said, walking towards me.
He brushed my body as he walked by and opened a cabinet, taking out a bottle of what looked like the oil he used at the salon.
“I blend it myself. It affects people differently,” he began, showing me the bottle. “You, it excites, stimulates, arouses and drops inhibitions,” he said so sexily I thought I might have to run from him.
“Others it’s just a warming sensation, and to others it’s just oil and has no effect,” he said.
“And my mother?” I asked.
“A great relaxer. Nothing more,” he replied.
He opened the glass container and was suddenly at my side, taking a hold of my arm. I wanted to pull away but something stopped me as he dribbled a little of the oil onto my forearm before rubbing it in.
I stared at him, feeling the warmth spreading into my arm, the smell reminding me of my session. It happened faster this time, just from him rubbing my arm, the arousal, the desire started to wash over me. It was like my body was addicted and craved it more the second time, knowing what it wanted.
“Feel it? It’s already working, correct?” he asked.
“Yes… why is this happening to me?” I asked, feeling my nipples enlarging beneath my bra, my sex pulsing with blood.
“I told you, Rachel… you are special,” he said, pouring more oil down the front of my shirt, between my breasts.
“I knew before you even touched me? I could see the reaction your body was having as I massaged you back, your legs… it aroused me as well and then you acted… you reached for what you wanted,” he said, moving my hand down to his growing cock.
The warm oil running down my chest, making its way toward my sex, stimulated me even more. I didn’t resist him, just the opposite, I grabbed for it, basking in the pleasure the oil was producing. Yanking down his linen pants, I sucked his cock into my mouth, unable, unwilling to resist.
While I tried to suck and stroke him, he was removing my clothes, interrupting me to pull my shirt over my head. I went back to his cock as I felt him unclasp my bra before pouring the oil on my back. He began rubbing his hands around in the stimulating oil on my back and then my naked breasts as I sucked and stroked him. My body radiated pleasure as more of the oil took hold. My nipples, rock hard, pulsed together with my clit as the oil penetrated my breasts.
I sucked him voraciously again, all inhibitions and worries gone from my mind and body. Whatever the oil did to me, I was a prisoner to the pleasure. I was working his cock so fast and so good, he finally had to pull me off of him before he came. I could tell he was that close. I tried to get at him again, but he dodged, getting behind me somehow and suddenly scooping me up into his strong arms.
He carried me to a sofa, setting me down on it again and removing my pants and underwear, which were soaked. He left me there, retrieving the oil before returning to stand over me and remove his clothing. He looked so good, I couldn’t get enough of his body, his proportions, toned muscles, tan skin, and that cock was fucking fabulous. He smiled down at me as I admired his body, before pouring some oil into his hand and rubbing it around his chest, abs and finally cock.
Watching him slide his hand up and down his cock, made my mouth water and my clit sing with pleasure. Time for blowjobs was over. I knew the next time I felt that cock, it would be inside me. He seemed to get bigger with the oil, the veins on and around his cock stood out more and his head plumped large, purple almost with blood.
“The oil affects you like it does me,” I stated.
“Yes, you can see the difference, can’t you,” he said.
“Yes, you’re so big, so full of blood,” I said.
He smiled, keeling below me and reaching for my legs with his oily hands. He added more oil until my feet and legs were covered before pouring more right on my sex and working it in. He smeared it around my lips, clit and anus with his skilled hands from thousands of massages. With two fingers in my ass and his thumb in my pussy, and his other hand rubbing my clit, I lost it. It was so intense I started cumming, the same kind of orgasm, the one that doesn’t stop. My ass and pussy convulsed with spasms as he ground his fingers into me, pressing them together inside my body between my ass and pussy.
I was cumming so hard, I could scarcely breathe, panting for air as my body shook so violently he had to remove his hands or rather I shook them loose. I laid there, trembling as the orgasm worked its way through me. It was what I wanted. Even the questions I had didn’t matter as much as experiencing orgasms like this again and so soon. I didn’t have to wait a year or even six months for the next session. I was cumming again, laying on his couch, in his sitting room. It was glorious.
He didn’t bother letting me finish, not fully… not that I would have anyway with the oil working its magic, making my orgasms last and last. I felt him lift my legs, spreading them and pushing them over my body. I thought I knew what was coming but he bypassed my pussy all together and slid his huge cock into my ass as I was still pulsing. Somehow, I just opened right up to him and his oiled cock, feeling his girth stretch me and his length fill me full of oil stimulated cock!
Good fucking hell! It was so good again, exciting my nerves, making my bowels practically burst with rapture as he held his extensive penis inside of me. He let the oil work and played with my pussy and clit while he paused inside of me, both of us basking in the hot, tight bliss of anal.
I could feel my anal canal throbbing on his cock as my body continued to spasm from the massive orgasm. My clit was rock hard, making it easy for him to play with, using his thumb and index finger to squeeze and stroke the little nub with his oily hands. I didn’t know how my body was getting enough air, it seemed like I was constantly panting and struggling for everything I could get.
When he pulled back out, I thought I saw infinity, the pleasure was so phenomenal, I think I blacked out, losing a little bit of time because when I could recall reality again, he was sliding his cock inside my pussy. It wasn’t too much longer before he went back into my ass, making both orifices surge with oil coated bliss. He just kept doing it, driving his cock five or six times inside my ass, before changing to my pussy and back, over and over.
It was unbelievably good. My ass was so wide open, he was able to slide into it as easily as my pussy. Having his way with both holes to his own will’s content; I just laid there, rocking and cumming to his thrusts in a constant state of ecstasy. I absolutely loved the sensations of his cock inside me, the different feelings from the separate holes, it was exquisite. And to think I had come to his house to confront him, and ended up getting both my pussy and ass, fucked magnificently.
I don’t know how long he went, when your body is in a constant state of ecstasy time is irrelevant. I know that he did finish, just like at the salon. He was in my ass, staying there longer this go around and when he pulled out, instead of putting it in my pussy, he came all over me again. It was a lot again. Maybe it’s the oil that makes him cum so much, most likely.
Story 3
My name is Daisy, I’m twenty years old and just recently lost my job. It was a good job too. I was a maid at a really high-end hotel, making bank cleaning up after really rich people. Celebrities, sports stars even royalty sometimes when they came into town. The tips were incredible not to mention the base pay, but now all that’s gone because of a moment of weakness.
So, here’s what happened… I started my shift, took the elevator up to the top floor where the presidential suite is with my cart and cleaning stuff. The door didn’t have a ‘do not disturb’ notice showing so I knocked and said ‘room service’ like we’re supposed to do and then let myself in. I was expecting the suite to be empty and just started working. Now you need to know this place is huge, it takes up one half of the entire floor of the hotel just in one suite, so it was easy for me to think the place was empty. Well, come to find out it wasn’t. I was working away, and turned into another part of the suite and practically ran into this man with just a towel around his waist.
We both were shocked to see each other and I might have let out a little scream as we both jumped back. He quickly realized who I was and why I was there. I recognized him immediately after the initial scare was over. He’s a big-time celebrity, actor actually and hot as shit, especially half naked standing in front of me. I start apologizing for being in there and saying stuff like “I knocked… I’m sorry, I’ll just go and come back,” and on and on until he interrupted me.
“It’s fine… really… I was in the shower, must not have heard you. You don’t have to go. Just don’t mind me,” he said.
I should have left and come back, that was my first mistake but I was pretty awed by his presence and just did whatever he said, so I stayed and continued to work. I lost sight of him, due to the large room and continued to clean until I was pretty much done and ready to go. As I was walking back through the suite, I found him sitting on one of the sofas still not dressed. I thought he was wearing the towel but as I got closer, it was quickly apparent he was naked. I stopped in my tracks, staring at him.
“Want to clean one more thing… it’ll be worth it,” he said.
It was very obvious what he meant. His penis was semi erect and circling it was several one hundred-dollar bills, on his lap. I stood there frozen in place, staring at his incredible body and swaying cock as it bounced and pulsed among the money. I should have taken my cart and rushed away but he was so hot and so famous and his cock looked so good, not to mention the huge amount of money waiting for me. That moment of weakness I mentioned came, and I walked around the couch kneeling down in front of him. His cock was growing faster now. He knew what was coming. I reached for it, taking it in my hand around the middle, feeling the warmth and girth pulse in my hand. I leaned over, pulled him toward me and lowered my mouth onto his head.
He sighed as my lips ran over his plump glands and tightly down around his shaft. My hand moved lower as I took more of his penis in my mouth, keeping my lips tight around his rigid shaft. One-hundreds were falling off his legs as I swallowed more and more of his fully hard dick until the back of my throat was full from his head.
“Fuck me! Damn, girl you know how to suck a cock,” I heard him say.
He was right. I did… I pride myself on knowing how to please a man with my mouth, and probably like it more than normal women, which explains the moment of weakness from earlier. I pretty much had all of his cock in my mouth and was holding him deep before sliding back up with the grip tight around his shaft. Not a hint of gagging. I sucked his head hard before letting him pop out of my mouth and looking up at him. I smiled and he had wide eyes and his perfect mouth was partially open from shock.
“Good hell, you’ve missed your calling in life… a girl that can do that and looks like you shouldn’t be cleaning rooms,” he said.
I ignored him and shut him up as well by inhaling his cock once again down deep but faster. He moaned and shifted slightly from the pleasure, sending more bills falling from his body. He didn’t know half of what I could do yet if he thought that was good. I began really displaying my talents, treating him to possibly the best blowjob he ever had. I alternated between shallow and deep. Hard sucks and light kisses and teasing tongue until he was putty in my hands. It was a thrill for me as well. I mean I get wet and horny sucking a normal guy’s cock but to be sucking his was a once in a lifetime dream. I was all sorts of turned on, I could feel my nipples hard against my bra and my thong was getting wet and more wet by the second.
I totally zoned into sucking him and living in the moment that seemed surreal to say the least. I wanted to show him everything I could do and how good I was to impress him. His cock got so hard I knew he was going to blow any second, but I held him off, building it and building it until he felt so hard it seemed painful.
Problem was, I had taken too much time and my supervisor had come looking for me. I just got caught up sucking this man’s perfect cock and admiring his body and face and lost track of time. Anyway, just as he erupted in my mouth and began to spray copious amounts of semen down my throat, Pam, my supervisor, walked in the room and caught me pleasuring this gentleman on my knees, dressed in my work clothes.
Long story short, I was fired on the spot, but before I was escorted out of the building, I grabbed the money from the couch and his body and stuffed my apron full. Later, as security was escorting me from the premises, I saw him again, waiting outside for me, I guess. He was sitting in his supercar and motioned for me to come to him after security had returned to the building.
I walked over to him and he opened the door from the inside, the kind that goes up instead of out. I got in and pulled the door closed.
“I’m sorry for what happened and getting you fired. That was never my intent,” he began.
“Well, I shouldn’t have done what I did. They have strict rules about stuff like that with the guests. I signed papers and shit.”
“I’m sure… Well, I want to help… I know you’re out of a job now.”
“So… what? You’re going to find me a new one or what’s the plan?” I asked.
“First, what’s your name?” he asked.
“Umm… Daisy,” I said.
“Daisy… after what you did to me, and how attractive you are. I’ve got an idea for you… one that could make you a wealthy woman,” he said.
“Don’t tell me you want to be my pimp, ’cause I don’t do that,” I said.
“Oh no… you’ll be working for yourself… I’ll provide your clientele to get you started… it’s the least I can do.”
“Working for myself? What exactly will I be doing?”
“You’ll be cleaning mansions and apartments of the rich and famous, and providing that little extra service for giant tips. Pretty much exactly what you did for me today. I can hook you up with hundreds of clients, just in this area alone. What do you say?” he asked.
“Can I think about it?”
“What’s there to think about? You have real talent, Daisy, believe me I would know. This is perfect. You’re good at both things, cleaning and the extras. Not to mention how pretty you are.”
This made me blush… you’d understand if you were sitting in this man’s car and he said it to you, trust me.
“Do I get to set what I do and how much I get?” I asked.
“Absolutely, this is all you, your business.”
“What’s in it for you?” I asked.
“Nothing, serious… I got you fired, I’m trying to make that right and I know you can make this work and make a killing doing it. Hell, I’ll be your first client. You can start tomorrow.”
I really had nothing else going for me. I couldn’t exactly find another job even close to the one I had just lost. The hotel business is a tight group, at least the high-end hotels. I’d be black listed for sure, never working for any of them again. If I didn’t take him up on this offer I’d end up waiting tables or stuck behind a desk at a call center somewhere.
“Okay, I’m in!” I blurted.
“Excellent choice. Now give me your number… I’ll text you my address and we’ll meet tomorrow at my place. I’ll start talking to some of my friends tonight, to get some appointments right out of the gate. I’ll have a list for you tomorrow,” he said, handing me his phone.
I added my contact info to his phone right next to people’s names that made my eyes bug out of my head. His phone was a celebrity gold mine. I handed it back to him.
“Perfect. Go home… get some rest and I’ll be in touch, Daisy. Going to be great!” he said, leaning over and kissing me on the cheek.
I didn’t mind. Did I mention he’s fucking hot! I opened the door and got out of his car but before I could shut it he stopped me.
“Oh, one more thing… Here is some cash, buy yourself one of those classic sexy maid outfits. A good one, don’t go cheap. Oh, and the supplies you need for cleaning. Daisy Maids Cleaning Company. Going to be epic!” he said, grinning his celebrity smile and handing me a wad of cash.
I grinned back, took the money and pulled the door down and shut.
**
It wasn’t easy finding a sexy maid outfit that wasn’t some cheap Halloween getup that would fall apart if used twice. I ended up having to spend some serious cash on one which is fine, he gave me plenty. Classic black and white, actually comfortable and as I looked in my full length mirror I was hot! It showcased my long legs, small waist and large breasts. Just like it’s supposed to do. It was going to be kind of strange working in it to clean but I understood the idea and the reason he suggested it. I was playing a part and getting paid. I also stocked up on everything I’d need to clean the places. My trunk and backseat were full.
While I was admiring my new outfit, my phone vibrated. It was a number I didn’t recognize but soon learned from the text that it was him. I added him to my contacts, grinning from ear to ear. I just added one of the most famous people in the world to my contact list! He had texted me his home address and the time he wanted me to come over the next day. I had his number and address! Holy fucking shit! Was this real? I was kind of freaking out if you couldn’t tell.
I didn’t sleep very well that night, way too excited. I finally got out of bed early and exercised like I normally do. I showered, ate and sat around until it was time to drive up to his place. I put on the maid outfit, thinking he’d want to see it since he suggested and paid for it. I put a light coat over it to drive in though. I didn’t want to cause any accidents on the freeway.
Driving to his house, I drove past some of the biggest mansions and houses I’d ever seen and the nicest neighborhoods imaginable. My GPS took me right to his house and I realized he must have just purchased it because there was still a realty sign out by the street. I guess that made sense why he was in the hotel in the first place. I’m sure this was just one of his many houses. I pulled up to the gate and pushed the little button on the call box. There was a camera and everything so they would know who was ringing.
“Daisy! Come right up!” his voice came over the speaker and the gate began to slide back. I pulled up this huge driveway and parked in front of the main doors. Getting out, the door to the mansion opened up before I had to knock. He was standing behind it, looking hot as usual in just a T-shirt and jeans, his infectious smile caught my breath in my throat.
“Come in, come in… good to see you. What’s with the coat?” he asked.
I pulled it open and flashed him a look at the maid outfit.
“Oh, very nice, very nice indeed. You’re even more beautiful than I first thought out of that unflattering hotel outfit.”
“Thank you,” I said, taking off my light coat. He took it from me and hung it up in a coat closet in the huge foyer.
“So, I’ve been working hard on finding clients for you. Follow me into my new study,” he said, showing me the way. “What do you think of my new place, just signed the papers this morning before you arrived?”
“Lovely, really,” I said.
It was. Probably the nicest house I’d ever been in. Already fully furnished and huge with everything top of the line. I followed him into a smaller room, still larger than my apartment, and he sat down behind a huge desk and offered me a seat across from him. He then picked up a notepad, looked it over and slid it over to me. I picked it up and my eyes widened as I read the list he had compiled.
“Holy shit!” I blurted.
He laughed and I looked up at him amazed.
“That should get you started. Oh, and those are standing weekly appointments too,” he said.
I looked at the list again and I had two appointments per day with some of the most famous men in sports, movies and television for the next week except for that day. I had the weekend off as well. So, Monday, today was blank and then a total of eight other appointments until Saturday.
“What did you tell them?” I asked.
“I told them what you do and that you come highly recommended by me.”
“Did they ask how much?”
“Nope, I told them you would fill them in on that and more specifics on what you “specialize in”, if you get my meaning,” he said using two fingers for quotes.
I looked at the list again. I suddenly got really excited. These guys were famous as shit and most really hot and all richer than I could even imagine.
“Wow, okay so I start tomorrow at 9am?”
“Nope, you start today right now at my place. I’m your first client, remember? Although there really isn’t much to clean since the house was just gone over before I moved in, but I’m sure we can find something for you to do,” he smiled that Oscar winning grin.
“I’m sure,” I said, smiling coyly back.
“What you need to do is come up with prices for things before tomorrow and decide what you’re willing to do. Kind of like a ‘price sheet’ you could give them when you show up at each place,” he said.
“Right, but call the extra stuff something other than the real name?” I asked.
“Exactly. Like maybe what you did to me yesterday you could call ‘polishing the candle sticks’, or something,” he grinned again.
“Okay, I’ll start thinking about that. Maybe you could help me?” I asked.
“With what exactly?” he asked.
“Well, I think I can come up with the names but I might need your help on what everything is worth.”
“You mean what I think they will be willing to pay?” he asked.
I smiled, “Yeah, exactly.”
“I can help with that, but you need to figure out what you’re willing to do and then we’ll come up with a dollar figure for each. You may have to show me what something is worth as well,” he said.
Holy shit, I blushed so hard, my face felt on fire… I was pretty sure I’d let him do anything he wanted to me right then. I still had to remember I was awake. Sitting across the desk from the two-time winner of the sexiest man alive, felt like a dream. I still had the pad of paper in my hands. I ripped off the first page with all my new clients, folded it up and put it in my bra over my right breast.
“Got a pen?” I asked, crossing my long legs and looking up at him.
**
It took me about a half hour to decide what I was willing to do and what to name everything. When I was finished I slid the pad across the desk to him. He hadn’t sat the entire time. He had gotten up and offered me a drink in which he poured and left me at it for a bit before reappearing again about ten or fifteen minutes later. Now he looked over my list of items. He started smiling and then laughing at some of the names I had called stuff. I could see him working his way down to the bottom and his eyes got wide and I knew he had reached the last one.
He looked up at me, “Are you sure about this last one? You did see who is on your client list, right?” I’ve seen some of those guys in the shower at the gym… you’re not exactly a big girl, hell you’re tiny, probably barely a hundred pounds soaking wet.”
“105, but it’s all muscle,” I said grinning. “And if the price is right I’m willing.”
“Holy shit… I didn’t expect this… I mean… are you sure?” he asked.
“Well, what could I charge?” I asked.
“Okay, let’s slow down and go from the top,” he said, and I could see him fidgeting in his seat. I was sure his cock was growing.
“Number one of course is the blowjob or ‘polishing the candle sticks’, thanks for using mine by the way,” he said. “So, I paid you two grand for that in the hotel and it was well worth it. Do you think that’s a reasonable price?” he asked.
“Oh yes, very,” I said, since I fucking loved doing it to him.
“Okay, so $2000 for the blowjob,” he said, writing it on the pad. Number two is a strip tease which you called ‘doing the laundry’. I haven’t seen you naked yet but I’m thinking at least a grand for that?”
“Sounds good to me,” I said, and he wrote it down.
“Number three is touching you. Anywhere. And you call it ‘turn down service’. So that’s probably worth at least $3000 to $3500 because that could go far really fast.”
“Let’s make it $3500 then.” I said.
He wrote it down. “Number four is tit fucking, which you called ‘fluffing the pillows’, nice. And I have to admit, this one, seems to me by the look of your ‘pillows’, to be a lot of fun, so I’m thinking at least five grand.”
“Wow, you’re such a sweet talker, but yeah that sounds good,” I said, trying not to show how much I was freaking out. Five grand to let some dude fuck my boobs! Holy shit that’s some serious money.
“Cool, so now number five… and to be honest I thought this would be the max you’d do but we’ll get to that in a minute. So full on sex and you called it ‘full detail service’. This should be at least seven grand or eight, depending on who. What do you think?” he asked.
“Well, we can’t play favorites so we better just make it $8000 for everyone,” I said, trying to act calm like this was an everyday thing.
“Good point, so $8000 for ‘full detail service’. And now to this last one, this is a crazy last one and I think you might want to rethink even having it on here. Some of these basketball players are huge, Daisy… are you sure you can handle them?”
“Like I said, tell me what’s it worth? Then I’ll decide,” I said.
“Wow, okay, so, man, I can’t believe I’m saying this but anal sex, and you called it ‘septic service’ which sounds awful compared to what it really is but let me think. What would I pay for that? It’s not an everyday thing… really rare to get the chance so I’m thinking at least $15,000.”
Unfortunately, I had taken a drink right before he said that and when I heard the number I choked and almost spit out my drink on his carpet, but was able to swallow and recover slowly.
“What? Not enough?” he asked.
“No… um that seems reasonable,” I said, wiping my mouth.
“You sure? We can take it off altogether if you want,” he asked.
“I’m sure. Write it down.”
“Okay, so $15,000 for anal sex,” he said, writing it on the paper. “That’s everything. You should probably type it up and make it look official with a company logo and stuff.”
“By tomorrow?” I asked.
“Well, at least typed… we can worry about the logo later,” he said, handing me the paper.
I folded it up and put it next to the other one in my bra. “So, since you’re my first client… is there anything I can do for you today?” I asked.
“Umm, let me think… I wouldn’t mind some ‘doing the laundry’ and maybe ‘fluffing the pillows’,” he said, smiling.
“I can do that… no problem,” I said, standing up.
I don’t know about other women but I sometimes practice doing a strip tease, and what it would be like to take my clothes off in front of my new husband or boyfriend for the first time. Trying to be as sexy as possible while doing it. So, with that ‘experience’ since I didn’t have any real strip tease knowledge to fall back on, I began to move around all sexy like and began to remove my new suggestive maid outfit while the two-time winner of the sexiest man alive watched me. Oh, my hell, it turned me on so much because I could tell he liked what he saw.
I got down to my bra and panties, standing right by the chair and seeing the bulge in his pants. He was hard as a rock before even seeing my body naked. I unclipped my bra, holding it up and teasing him for a few more seconds before taking it off and dropping it on his lap along with my papers I forgot about.
“What do you think? As good as you expected?” I asked him as he stared up at my tits.
“Oh, yes, very nice… they are quite lovely,” he responded.
The laundry was done. Now onto ‘fluffing the pillows’.
I fell to my knees and began to work on his pants, bumping his hard dick in the process several times on purpose. With his help, I finally got his bottom half naked and his nice cock out in the open. I realized for him to ‘fluff the pillows’ or titfuck me we were going to need some kind of lubrication which meant ‘polishing the candle sticks’ or finding some oil or lotion?
“Umm, to ‘fluff the pillows’ we need some lube?” I said, holding his cock in my hand.
“What do you suggest?” he asked.
“Well, I can either ‘polish this candle stick’ or we need to find some oil or something?” I said, stroking his cock once.
“I’m okay with the added service,” he said, smiling his ‘actor grin’ up at me.
“Deal,” I said, dropping my head and taking his award-winning cock in my mouth.
If he’s adding another service I need to give him his money’s worth. Which meant taking my time and making sure he didn’t nut before ‘fluffing the pillows’. It was easy, actually fun and quite enjoyable to pamper his hard cock with my tongue and hands. I worked slowly, bathing his dick up and down and sucking the crown and rubbing the V shaped glands of his head, swirling my thumb around until he squirmed. He got really hard just doing this but I figured it wasn’t enough to make him orgasm. After several minutes of light play, I knew I needed to work up a messy mixture for ‘fluffing the pillows’ so I took it to the next level.
He let out a loud sigh and moan as I traveled down his cock with my lips tight around his shaft, making sure to get it nice and wet for what would come next. I sucked and played, treating him to a polishing like before but I think this one was even messier. Before he came and when I felt like there was plenty of lube, I moved forward and wrapped my breasts around his shaft, holding my boobs together with my hands over the top so he wouldn’t slip out. Once in place, I started rising and falling on his cock, letting it slide in between my pushed together tits. I looked up at him and the look on his face was priceless. His mouth was open and he was staring down at his cock, watching it pop through my cleavage over and over.
He must have already been close from the blowjob because he didn’t last two minutes between my breasts before his cock started ejaculating. His first shot hit my neck with a lot of force, the second was even bigger, followed by several others as I continued to stimulate his cumming penis until he was spent.
He was breathing hard and had tightened up so much that when he was done, he fell back in the chair, seemingly exhausted. I was covered in his load of spunk as I let his spent cock go. Globs of semen were running down my chest and my hands were pretty covered too.
“Umm, could you?” I said, holding my hands up as if to say ‘help I need cleanup’.
“Oh, yeah, I’ll be right back,” he said, getting up.
He pulled his pants back on and disappeared for a minute or two. When he came back, he had a white towel and I cleaned myself off and started to get dressed. When I was done, I turned toward him and he had a bunch of cash laid out on the desk.
“I think it’s all here. Three services today. You do excellent work, Daisy,” he said, grinning.
“Why thank you very much, sir,” I said, gathering my cash and my notes. I think I just made $8000 for the three services… I tried to not act too excited.
“You’re very welcome. I think this is going to be a great thing, Daisy. You’re going to make a lot of money.”
“I think so too, this could be really good,” I replied.
“Next week? Same time?” he asked.
“Sure.”
“The house will probably need some real cleaning by then and I’m sure I can find some additional services from your list as well,” he said.
“I look forward to it,” I said, smiling.
He walked me out to the foyer to retrieve my coat then to my car and I headed home to prepare for my first real day on the job.