Cheryl was feeling a bit tense with day-to-day living and all the problems that needed addressing. She knew a nice massage would not only feel good, but relax those problems away, at least for a while. So she called her more worldly friend, Betty, to ask if she knew of a good masseuse. Betty instead told her about Nick, a masseur who she said would do wonders for her. Cheryl called Nick, mentioned Betty, and got an appointment the next afternoon.
On arriving at Nick’s home, where he did the massages, Nick told Cheryl to retire to the back bedroom, undress in the corner blind, grab a towel there, and lie on the table. So she went to the bedroom, saw the folding walls in the corner, went behind them, and undressed. She felt a little strange being naked, but knew it was normal for a massage. She wrapped the towel around her and went to the table, lay down on her stomach, and draped the towel over her rear.
Shortly afterward, Nick came in. He asked if she wanted a regular massage or something special. Cheryl had not had a massage in many years and remembered them as mostly relaxing, but she was intrigued by what “something special” meant. Nick explained that Betty always had his special massage, and since she had referred her to him, maybe she’d like that too. Cheryl asked what it was, and Nick said it was more intimate, but would not explain further, so as not to spoil the surprise. Cheryl thought a moment and decided if that’s what Betty had, she’d have it too, and gave Nick the okay.
So Nick started to massage her shoulders, rubbing them and working the tenseness out of them. Then he moved to her back and pressed and rubbed her upper and lower back. It felt great, and relaxed Cheryl greatly. Next, Nick rubbed her feet, then worked his way up her legs until he reached the towel. He said he would take the towel away, but he was a professional, and it was normal, so she agreed.
Once the towel was gone and her ass was exposed, Cheryl felt a twinge of discomfort at being naked in front of Nick, but also more than a twinge of thrill. It was exciting as he groped and rubbed her ass cheeks, squeezing them, and she felt her pussy react and start to get wet as she got turned on by the proximity of Nick’s hands.
After a few minutes of massaging her rear and relaxing her, Nick stopped. He said they were done with her back, and it was time to roll her over. Cheryl wasn’t as sure about that, since she would be exposing her pussy to Nick. He assured her she would like the rest of the massage, and it was the same thing that Betty had when she came in, so, feeling a surge of arousal, Cheryl agreed.
Nick was strong, and he easily and gently rolled her over on the table. She lay there completely exposed and realized she was also feeling quite horny when Nick asked if she was ready for the rest of the special massage, or if she wanted to stop. She certainly did not want to stop and told Nick to continue, and to do whatever he did for Betty.
So, Nick went to a set of drawers he had nearby and came back with a blindfold. He put the blindfold on Cheryl, telling her it would enhance the rest of her special massage. She felt more than a twinge of arousal in her pussy as things went dark, and her nakedness was at the top of her mind. Her libido was increasing, and her pussy was getting wetter as she felt Nick putting something like lashes on her wrists, and she felt a bit helpless when he moved her wrists above her head and secured them to the table. Then he put similar lashes on her ankles, spread her legs apart, and secured her ankles to the table. Cheryl got very turned on by what Nick did, felt totally helpless, and wondered what was next.
Nick started with her arms and massaged them from her wrists to her armpits, which Cheryl enjoyed, though when he neared her breasts, she gasped under her breath with lustful thoughts. Once he was done with both arms, he moved to her breasts, cupped them, and fondled them gently. When he put his fingers on her nipples, she sighed loud enough for Nick to hear, and he assured her she was doing fine. He rolled her nipples between his fingers and thumbs, and squeezed them a little, making Cheryl flinch with the sudden surge it sent to her pussy.
After caressing and massaging her breasts and playing with her nipples for several minutes, Nick stopped and moved to her feet. He used his hands to fiddle with her toes, which she found very relaxing. And when he moved up her legs, she squirmed in delight. Soon, her pussy was only inches away from his hands, and Cheryl was so turned on that she held her breath with anticipation.
When Nick finally touched her snatch, she jumped. He assured her she was doing fine, and she relaxed while her pussy leaked its juices between her ass cheeks, which tickled. Gently, Nick spread her labia and exposed her pink inner folds and the hood over her clitoris. He softly ran a finger up and down her slit and over her clit, making Cheryl jump again. Her libido was alive, her pussy was soaking wet, and Cheryl was so turned by her helpless situation that she could barely breathe. She waited, breathless for Nick’s next move.
Nick knew how aroused Cheryl was and that she was ready for more, so he continued to run his finger up and down her slit, being sure to graze her clit with each pass. Then he began to dip into her vagina at the bottom of each cycle to get some of her nectar, which he transferred to her slit and clit, further lubricating her. Cheryl was moaning, and so alive with need by this time, she was open to whatever Nick did to her… and he could tell.
So he gently pressed a finger into her vagina, swirled it around inside her while she squirmed on the table, and then added a second finger. He rotated his hand so his fingers were aimed up, and began a ‘come here’ motion to rub against her G-spot. Cheryl’s reaction was slow, but soon she felt the fingers touching something inside her that felt good, and then great. Soon she was gasping, moaning, and writhing on the table, her body alive with sexual need as her special inside spot betrayed her desires.
Nick moved his thumb so that it rested on her clit, and then began to finger-fuck her with in and out motions. She squirmed all the more, her legs trying to close together but restrained by the lashes, her hips pressing against his hand in a vain effort to drive his fingers deeper. She moaned loudly and started to shake. As his thumb caressed her clit over and over, she lost control, screamed, jerked, spasmed, and came, gushing her fluids onto his hand. Her climax hit her hard, making her squirm violently, and Cheryl’s orgasm was so intense that she squirted for the first time in her life. She moaned loudly, and her body freed itself of all her pent-up sexual energy, leaking and squirting her nectar, soaking the towel as she came over and over. She continued to cum with what may have been the strongest orgasms she’d ever had.
When she finally calmed and her orgasms were subsiding, Nick removed his hand from her pussy. She slowly relaxed back onto the table, and Nick caressed her forehead. She blew a few gasps of final orgasmic breaths from her lungs and collapsed, exhausted. Nick undid her wrists and ankles from the table and helped her sit. Then he removed the blindfold.
Cheryl smiled at him, and Nick returned her smile. He asked if she enjoyed her special massage, and she laughed. She told him she did, more than ever, like nothing she’d ever experienced! He told her to relax a bit, and when she was ready, she could clean up with the tissues he provided and get dressed. She did that and was soon ready to go.
She asked about another appointment, but Nick said he made sure his clients waited a month between special massages so that they would really appreciate them when they occurred. Then he made her an appointment for a month out, hugged Cheryl, and she left.
Cheryl became a regular at Nick’s, along with Betty, and both continued to see him every month. They compared notes and realized he gave them both the same special massage, always blindfolding them and tying them to the table, and giving them an intense and ongoing orgasm that left them craving more. Once a month was never enough, but they made do. They looked forward to their appointments with lustful thoughts for weeks before, and always left worn out, incredibly satisfied, and smiling with delight.
