The Massage Therapist – Alayna

I had always heard, mainly from my two older brothers, that one should never get married. Be a player and own your freedom. These words echo still as I have no children and no ex-wife—my own life and liberty. I am 30 years old, and still getting laid left and right. My natural youthful appearance helps.

I am a massage therapist and I admit I only care to treat female clients. I wouldn’t feel right hearing a man talk about his problems with his penis as I was massaging his back. The female client chains me to her problems and I guide her to understanding through deep massage. As a ladies’ man, I’m in the habit of hooking up with clients.

So, in this narrative, I will share a story from years ago of my best fucks on the massage table…

Alayna

So, Alayna had made an appointment and after reading she was 18 and fresh out of high school, my dick stiffened and my tip got instant wet. After reading her summary of why she needed a massage, I knew this might be a tough nut to crack but I knew I possessed the strong, wide hands to stimulate her body…

Timid. That described her demeanor as she sat on the couch in the waiting room, wearing a cute blue dress, cradling her arms, and her crossed legs visibly shaking.

“Alayna?” I called as I entered the waiting room.

“Yes, sir,” she stuttered.

“Heya, I’m Danny. I’ll be taking care of you for the next hour, Alayna.”

This young woman was so petite and cute especially in her pretty little dress. She was timid outwardly and in her speech – I knew deep massage over the many knots she had under her skin would have to be stimulated and smoothed out by my skin gliding on her smooth, oiled skin.

I led her to the room and upon reaching the door, I turned to find her eyes bloodshot and teary, her forehead pale and beaded with perspiration, still her body shook as if in trepidation.

I noticed, but I chose not to ask her what’s wrong. In my personal business, it’s better to get her onto the table undressed and begin stimulating her body.

As Alayna turned the corner and tiptoed across the threshold into the room, she clenched the strap of her pocketbook over her shoulder and looked wide-eyed at her first glimpse of the massage table. Then her eyes perused various bottles of oils and lotion decorating the room. Clammed up, embracing herself, and standing still at the foot of the table, she visibly shuddered when I closed the door.

“So, yeah, dumb question Mr. massage therapist, how much do I take off here?” she asked nervously.

“So, Alayna, it’s not a dumb question. As I read this is your first massage session?”

Alayna nodded while keeping her arms locked across her chest.

“Ok, typically a client undresses completely as the sheets and table are sterilized after every session.”

“Oh… umm ok?” she said turning to a table to place her pocketbook down.

So, here I went in smart – thinking with the brain in my head and not the fat head between my legs that was seeping pre cum at the tip, causing my boxers to dampen.

“Alayna, look, it’s easy to be very nervous the first time you get a massage, especially by a man. You’ll be nude with the strong, oiled hands of a man all over your body. Now if you have second thoughts, that’s cool, but I hope you can muster the courage to go through with one hour of my smooth hands on your skin?”

Alayna slowly turned to me after dropping her pocketbook onto a table and her eyes seemed to clear up. “I’m not scared, Danny. I’m nervous because I’m a virgin who’s about to be touched all over by a man, Danny.”

But at this point, I felt like recommending her to a therapist or psychologist! However, I remembered my own personal code of conduct… I would never do anything to make a female feel uncomfortable or nervous. So, to be safe in my reply, I said softly, “Tell you what, keep the dress on. We’ll conduct the massage on the chair making this as comfortable as possible, Alayna.”

The light of her smile burned away the darkness of her trepidation. Her shoulders eased and whatever tension I observed significantly eased.

“Thanks, Danny,” she said with a wink before she continued, “So, I guess I brought some things in my purse to help me… I don’t know, get through this session.”

My curiosity was piqued, as I inquired, “What things, Alayna?”

She dipped her head shyly and answered, “Forget it.”

Then she sat herself with ease into the massage chair and her body conformed to the cushions as she came to a rest and let out a lengthy exhalation.

“So, how am I gonna feel after this, Danny?”

“Well, your upper body – shoulders, neck, and upper back will lose all that tension.”

“Honestly, I got tension all over my body.”

“Well, let’s try the chair first, and if you want to try the table, we can work on all that tension there, Alayna.”

She leaned backward in the chair and pivoted toward me as I was about to cup my hands over her shoulders. A few heartbeats of silence followed…

“Danny, do you remember when you were a virgin and young?”

“Yes, I do.”

“Then you should remember that virgins need to be stimulated all over as if they were fucking for the first time. From the shoulders, to my back, my tummy, legs, and what I got between my legs but I don’t know if you would ever go there, Danny?”

I was caught off guard, however, I got the message. “Fuck the chair, Alayna. The bed’s ready for a full one-hour body massage with lotions and oils and my man-hands to ease all that tension in your body.”

Alayna’s lips curved into a scimitar as she lifted herself from the chair and she glanced at the massage table. “Stimulation?” Alayna pointed at the table and asked, “What part of me are you going to stimulate first Mr. Massage Therapist?”

“Your back, both upper and lower. That’s where much of the tension would be.”

“Then what next?” she now grinned, running her fingertips along the crisp, white sheet of the table.

I didn’t hesitate in my response. Now smiling myself in relief and a powerful urge to feel her out more, I answered, “Tell you what, Alayna, slip out of that pretty little dress, lie face down on the table and I will stimulate all of you – then have you turn over and stimulate even more of you.”

A few heartbeats of silence followed.

“That sounds great to me!” she exclaimed, adding as she slid off a shoulder strap while pussyfooting to the table with her pocketbook back in her hand, “You know I wasn’t supposed to say anything but…”

My heart sank into my stomach, I didn’t know whether my dick should be limp or hard as a rock by this point…

“But… all my girls want me to get some dick… as a dare. So, they came up with this idea that a massage therapist would screw me if I tried hard enough – that is, coming from in with something cute and sexy on.” She lifted her pocketbook and whispered, “I got a condom in here and…”

“And?” I asked.

“My small pink vibrator.”

By instinct, knowing we had most of an hour left, I lifted my shirt off, unstrapped my lotion belt, and said, “Now slip off that pretty little dress, baby and I’m gonna stimulate you between your legs – not just with my man-hands and fingers but my lips and tongue.”

Alayna tossed her purse onto the table and turning her back to me, slipped both shoulder straps over her arms, her dress fell with elegance onto the floor. Revealing the perfect body of an athletic girl. Her ass was covered only by a lime-green thong, her bra strap also lime-green. She kicked the dress onto the chair and turned to me as she ran her fingers through her hair.

Jokingly, I asked, “Lose that tension yet?”

“Fuck no. Your mouth and tongue are gonna do that, Danny. I’m still shaking all over, not out of fear or nervousness – but out of anticipation of how you’re gonna make my body feel on this table.”

“Leave your thong and bra on, Alayna. Lie on your back and get ready.”

Alayna hopped up with her eyes squeezed shut. First, I lotioned my palms and they glided over her tummy bypassing her tummy piercing.

“You know I got my tongue pierced, too,” she extended her wet tongue between her plump lips showing off her piercing to me, then continued, “I kinda want you in my mouth first – I’m weird like that because giving head is my favorite fantasy.”

I guided her gently by the hand off the table back onto the chair where she was eye level with my belt buckle and zipper. I dropped my pants not so elegantly, and there I was erect, Alayna gave one sharp glance at it then grasped me in a manner that proved she had never touched a penis. She gripped, squeezed, and twisted the skin on my dick until she had the urge to put my head into her mouth.

A few moments passed of her studying my dick until she commented, “He’s wet at the top, Dannyboy.”

“Be a good girl and lick the top, Alayna.”

Hesitant and looking up at me she questioned, “What does pre cum taste like?”

“I’m told that I’m salty but good.”

Alayna’s pierced tongue then slipped out and brushed every drop that seeped out of my head. She ran her tongue around her mouth and said with a look of approval, “You are salty and good! But you’re still wearing a condom! Your semen’s not squirting into my pussy.”

“Deal!” I said before asking, “Do you fantasize about swallowing?”

“Well, if the rest that’s in your balls tastes as good as what I just tasted, then fuck yeah I’ll just have you fuck my mouth, you eat my pussy, then you can take me in a hot sweaty embrace on this table deep inside me!”

“Then be a good virgin and take as much of my cock into your mouth as you can, baby. Just know that more of my salty precum is going to seep out of my cum hole.”

To this, like a typical virgin, she rammed my hard cock past both rows of her teeth which made me grind my teeth and scrunch my eyes shut. And her pretty head bobbed back and forth as I began fondling her tits over her bra.

“Build up as much spit as you can in your mouth, baby.”

As she did so, my cock felt more pleasure from her mouth. Then I noticed a shoestring of cum dangling over her chin, landing down over her tummy.

“You’re tasting more of my precum aren’t ya, baby?” I asked moaning.

“Give me a bottle of lotion,” she demanded.

I handed her the bottle while she sucked and yanked it out momentarily to squirt lotion onto her palm. Putting me back in between her plump lips, she rubbed the lotion over my thick balls and continued to fondle them as she sucked harder.

“You know you keep going you’re going to make me cum in your mouth.”

To this, Alayna sucked harder and faster while massaging my balls. Getting sucked off by a virgin, I could not contain it. As I felt an orgasm coming, I announced, “I’m gonna cum!”

She didn’t miss a beat. I felt my thick, creamy stream fill her mouth, swelling her cheeks. Her tongue is still playing with my cock. But she wasn’t swallowing, with each motion of my cock between her lips, streams of cum flowed over her bottom lip and chin. And she continued, droplets of cum over her chest and tummy. Until finally she pulled me out of her mouth. I remember wishing it was a porno we were filming because she was so sexy with her chin coated in my cum.

“Get on the fuckin’ table, baby, I’m eating your pussy – no more tension between your legs, girl.”

Smiling like a Cheshire cat, she didn’t bother to wipe herself clean, she hopped right onto the table, slipping her lime-green thong off her. She was clean-shaven and her labia were small. I went right for her. I gently spread her legs and brushed my tongue between her virgin labia. Never tasted before, I wanted her to orgasm as my mouth was wide around her pussy hole to catch her squirt into my mouth.

As her legs were raised, her feet resting on my shoulders, I got the urge to prod her virgin pink asshole with my finger. As my finger slid between her sweaty ass cheeks and I found it, I could sense her tightness. So, I pressed my finger in gently. At first, I couldn’t push through, but by this time, Alayna orgasmed and seeping out onto my tongue was her virgin pussy cream. She kept both of her hands over her mouth as she moaned in ecstasy. Then my finger pushed up into her pink asshole, and her body convulsed once as she continued a high-pitched squeal. Then I stroked her asshole as a finger in my other hand fingered Alayna’s creamy pussyhole while I licked and sucked on the glistening bulb of her pulsating clit.

Then she taps me and says out of breath, “Stop! Stop! Stop!”

My fingers and tongue slid out of her. I started gently petting her thighs and I asked worryingly, “What’s wrong, Alayna?”

“This has never happened before…”

As she was catching her breath, I planted kisses up her shaking thighs and over her tummy. I used my hands to calm her then I asked, “Are you done, Alayna?”

She lifted her head to look at me and begged, “I kinda want it back in my mouth.”

I took her by the hand and she sat back down on the massage chair, motioning me to pull it back out. And as I did so that timidness she had before was gone and now lust glittered in her eyes as she sucked me off again.

“You know Dannyboy, I’m making another appointment and it’s gonna be soon.”

“I’m here all week,” I said raking my fingers through her hair.

Our time together reached about an hour and we got dressed. As I sanitized the table and chair, I felt her presence behind me.

“I’m sorry we didn’t get to use the condom,” she whispered with an air of regret.

“Next appointment,” I whispered with an air of excitement.

Then she planted a sweet kiss on my neck. Her soft lips pressed into my skin for more than a moment before withdrawing as she had lust in her eyes looking at me.

Then she leaned into my ear and whispered, “Tomorrow.”

To be continued…