Gracie sat nude on the couch in the living room finishing up her nails. She’d had a good night’s sleep since sending Sami and Candy on their way. The soft jazz was helping her to relax, to bring her energy level down from where it had been the last two days. It was just past noon and she was preparing for Daddy to come home. She’d taken a long bath this morning, making sure that she was smooth all over for him; she missed him and yearned for his touch.
Daddy had been basically silent this weekend with the exception of the phone call she had made to him. He had allowed her to have a sexual play weekend with her subs and even allowed her to invite Sami as well.
Tonight she would get to be held by him, to make love to him. But before that, he and she would need to discuss how the weekend played out. It had been a wonderfully liberating sexual experience for her, but she was certain Daddy would have some things to say about it, and likely make some changes. She felt like things were getting too big, and feared Daddy did as well.
The doorbell rang and she smiled. Monique, her masseuse, was coming to give her a full-body massage. She was excited to have Monique work out any remaining tensions before Daddy got home this evening.
She stood and walked to the door to let Monique in, naked of course. She opened the door nonchalantly and was startled to find a very large, very muscular, and gorgeous Latin man in a white t-shirt and shorts with sneakers. He was holding a folding table in one hand, and a duffle bag in the other.
Gracie felt the urge to cover up but realized that it was too late for that. “Hello, I was expecting Monique, has there been a cross-up with clients?” she asked.
“No, I am terrible sorry, miss, we should have called to told you there was a change. I am so sorry to embarrass you,” he apologized. “I will look away,” he said and started to turn.
“No, no need for that. It was my fault for assuming a woman would be coming. I still want to have a massage, and I will be nude during it, so…um, I am Gracie, nice to meet you,” she said with a chuckle. “Won’t you please come in before the neighbors see me with you naked?” she pleaded.
“Monique does not, how you say, feel to pretty good,” he offered in a sexy as hell accent. “I’m called at last minute, I hope it is good for you that I am here,” He continued.
I hope it is GOOD for me that you are here too, she thought. She was instantly shocked with herself but did feel her pussy moistening at the situation. “Please come in,” she said stepping aside for him to enter. “I don’t think I caught your name, um… Come te llamas?” she asked him in Spanish.
“Emilio, mi nombre es Emilio,” he answered, being very surprised Gracie could speak Spanish.
“Ah, welcome, Emilio,” she answered. “I don’t know anything besides what I just said, I am sorry, I don’t speak Spanish.” She pointed into the living room. “Please set up over there next to the couch, there is plenty of room over there.”
“Si, yes, I will put table there,” he replied and moved to set up for the massage.
Gracie could feel her face and chest were flushed with embarrassment and perhaps a little arousal as well.
“Oh my,” she sighed. She watched Emilio getting set up. His shirt hugged his muscular chest like a skin. It stopped right at the top of his white cotton shorts that were like skin as well. She could not help but notice how well endowed he was. His thighs were huge and well defined. If he was not a bodybuilder, he needs to be, she thought. “Oh my, indeed,” she whispered to herself, her hand tracing over her breast, lightly grazing her nipple as she watched.
“OK, um, Senora, please lay on stomach on the massage table, please,” he instructed Gracie, gesturing toward the massage table once he was ready. Gracie moved to the table and climbed on it as carefully as she could, trying not to give him a flash of her crotch as she climbed on. Once settled, she put her head into the round hole in the table, and let her arms rest at her sides.
“So, do you have uh, any places you want me to massage extra good?” he asked.
His accent and English are so sexy, she thought. “No, Emilio, I don’t have anywhere that is extra tense, just massage my body all over, don’t miss anywhere,” she told him.
“Uh, everywhere?” he asked.
“Yes, it is OK to massage me everywhere, I want to be VERY relaxed when you are done,” she said. She giggled. “Gracie, you slut,” she whispered to herself.
“Bueno, muy bueno,” he said. “I start on your shoulders.”
He poured heated massage oil onto his hands and began to rub it into Gracie’s shoulders and across her upper back. He rubbed her neck and shoulders on both sides gently, to begin with, and then he used more pressure once the muscles warmed up.
“Mm, Emilio, that feels absolutely wonderful,” Gracie moaned. “Your touch is very nice; my shoulders are feeling so good.”
“Thank you, miss,” he said. “I am glad you like.”
“Oh, I like,” she purred. She tuned in to the light jazz playing, feeling herself relax with Emilio’s touch.
Emilio added more heated oil to his hands and applied it to her middle back, running his hands down to the top of her ass, then up her sides from her stomach to her armpits. As he rubbed up her sides, his hands ran across the sides of her breasts. Gracie moaned. It was louder than she intended but she did not say anything to Emilio. Emilio smiled to himself and continued massaging her back. He worked all the knots out along her spine and then pushed his thumbs up beside her spine, pushing hard into the muscles on either side.
“Oh, that feels so good, Emilio, yes, work the back muscles,” Gracie moaned. “You’re so good, so good.”
When Emilio finished with her back, he moved to her feet and rubbed the heated oil into them. He worked each toe individually, flexing and rubbing them. He then ran his thumbs through the balls of her feet and worked the arches as well. Gracie was so relaxed when he was done with them.
He opened up her legs so he could work on her calves. She wondered if he could see her glistening pussy now. My aroma has to be getting strong enough for him to notice, she thought. She moaned again and again as his expert hands relieved the muscles in her calves of all and any tension.
“Emilio, you’re relaxing me so much, thank you,” she purred.
Gracie’s body was reacting to Emilio’s touch. She knew that she needed to make a decision. If Emilio continued, she would become aroused, aroused enough to want more. What am I doing? she wondered to herself.
Emilio made the decision for her when he started working on her thighs. He ran each hand over the back of her legs with his thumbs on the inside. As he got to the bottom of her butt, his thumbs touched and pushed on the lips of her pussy. He ran his hand up and down her thighs several times, and each time his thumbs made more sensual contact with her pussy. The last time he ran his hands up her thighs, he hooked both thumbs inside her lips and pushed them inside of her.
Gracie could only moan. She was far beyond stopping him. She moaned again and pushed herself further onto his thumbs and rocked her hips. He pulled her rosy lips apart further and ran his thumbs up and down her slit, pinching her clit between them as Gracie arched her back for him.
“Oh my god, please don’t stop that,” she moaned. Emilio pulled his thumbs from her pussy. Gracie nearly started crying when he did; she arched her back twice and groaned in frustration.
Just then she felt oil running down the crack of her ass. Emilio started massaging her butt in a circular motion, kneading her butt cheeks and massaging any tension out of them. As he kept creeping lower on her ass, he started to run his thumbs down the crack of her ass. He settled the thumbs on her pucker and started to gently massage and push on her asshole.
“Oh, Emilio, fuck,” she moaned as she again arched her back to give him full access to her back door.
Emilio kept one thumb teasing the top edge of her pucker, and gently pushed the other thumb into her asshole. “Oh my, oh my god,” Gracie moaned, pushing her ass further onto his thumb. Emilio moved his thumb sideways, gently stretching her open. Once her ring had relaxed, he added his second oily thumb and began thrusting them into her asshole as deep as they would go. He continued to ream her asshole for several minutes with her thrusting up against him each time.
Gracie just started moaning one long continual moan. She could feel an orgasm building and was working to bring it on.
Again, Emilio stopped just short of her cumming.
“Oh fuck! I need to cum so bad,” she moaned. “Please, Emilio, please make me cum!”
“Yes, Miss,” he said. “I will, but not yet. You wait, you will cum very hard! Trust me, miss, I will make you feel very, very good,” he promised. “Now I need you to roll onto your back, OK, miss?”
“OK,” Gracie whined… She rolled onto her back. She dared not stand because she knew her knees would be weak from the teasing Emilio had been doing.
When she settled onto her back, Emilio opened her legs. Then he put warm oil on his hands and began working on her breasts right away. He rubbed his oily hands over them, squeezing and massaging them. He admired her studs and then he grabbed both of them, gently lifting her nipples, then her breasts by them. “Fuck!” Gracie moaned loudly and lifted up to take the weight of her breasts off of her nipples.
“You fucking tease! Oh my god, that feels good,” she moaned.
Emilio chuckled and lowered her tits and let go of her studs. “Miss, you are muy caliente now! That means you are very hot, no?”
“Yes, I am very, very hot, or aroused,” Gracie giggled.
Emilio worked on the top of Gracie’s feet, then her lower legs and finally he worked on her thighs.
Gracie started to relax because he had not touched one of her erogenous zones in quite a while.
This soon changed. Emilio put oil on his hands and began to gently rub her stomach in circular patterns. Slowly he moved his hand down her belly to her mound. Once there, he focused solely on her aching pussy.
He poured a liberal amount of oil over her mound and watched it run down over her asshole and pool on the table. Then he ran thumb and forefinger on either side of her pussy. He pushed both sides of her pussy together with one hand and ran the middle finger of the other up through her slit over her clit. After doing this a few times, he pushed two fingers deep into her pussy and began to slowly stroke against her G-spot. With the other hand, he began to squeeze her clit. He continued to do this until Gracie’s legs began to quiver. She thrust her hips up to meet him each time he pushed his fingers into her. Soon she was steadily bucking.
“Fuck, I’m cumming,” she moaned as she bucked up wildly and showered his hand and the table. She humped his hand all through her orgasm groaning loudly.
When she had finished cumming, she realized she had her hand on his erect cock and was stroking it.
She looked to him for some kind of indication and he simply smiled at her and reached to undo the button on his shorts. She moved her hand and he let the shorts drop to the floor and stepped out of them.
Gracie never broke eye contact with him as he grabbed her legs, moved her to lie sideways on the table, and put her heels on his shoulders. He grabbed her hips and slowly pushed his enormous cock into her well-oiled pussy.
“Oh, Emilio, oh my god. What are we doing, what am I doing? Fuck me, Emilio; fuck me like the cheating whore that I am. Use me,” she moaned.
Emilio did as he was told. He started to piston his huge cock in and out of Gracie’s wanton pussy. “Yes, like that, use my cunt, cum in me,” she said, her hips bucking against him as he ravaged her.
She felt another orgasm forming due to the huge cock stretching out her pussy. “Oh fuck, you’re so big, so good.” She groaned.
Her head was shaking side to side as her body was being used as a fuck toy by this Latin stud. Gracie just surrendered to him as he thrashed her.
Another orgasm washed over her and all she could do was moan through it as Emilio did not let up. He fucked her for what seemed like an hour but was only about fifteen minutes. After the third orgasm, she quit counting and simply became his toy.
Once he finally came, he grabbed her hips and slammed deep one final time, and filled her used cunt.
When he started cumming, she yelled at the top of her lungs, “Fuck!” She came, and came, and came. Her body was quaking and she was folded up as tight as she could be, face red, veins popping out of her neck. “Fuck!” she yelled one more time before collapsing on the table.
Emilio pulled out and she heard cum splattering on the floor as his load ran out of her like a river. He moved her legs over the table and let them rest. Gracie rolled onto her side and curled up a bit. She needed to catch her breath, to get her wits about her. She’d just received the fucking of her life and now she needed to figure out what the hell she was going to do.
Daddy would be here in two hours.
******
Two hours later the door opened in front of Gracie. She was crumpled on the floor in the entryway. Her hair was disheveled, she was naked and on her knees. Her shoulders were drooping, and her head was hanging.
Daddy dropped his bags and closed the door behind him. “Gracie, Gracie, are you hurt?” he asked.
Gracie shook her head no but did not speak.
“OK, that is good. Are you OK? You’re scaring me, baby,” he said as he knelt in front of her reaching for her chin. He lifted her chin so he could see her face. Oh my god, what has happened? She’s a mess, he thought to himself. Her mascara was running down her face and off of her cheeks. Her eyes were bloodshot and swollen, and tears were still streaming down her face.
Daddy stood and picked her up, cradling her in his arms. He immediately smelled sex and looked to her crotch. “Oh my god, what has happened, Gracie? You’re dripping cum, what the hell happened, please talk to me,” he pleaded. Gracie just laid her head on his shoulder and began sobbing again.
He walked toward the bedroom, passing the area where the massage table had been, and noticed a pool of cum on the floor there. What the fuck happened here? he thought to himself. He was terrified at Gracie’s condition.
“Gracie, did someone force themselves on you?” Gracie shook her head no and sobbed louder. Daddy knew that he needed to get Gracie calmed down; he knew she was in really bad shape emotionally but had no idea what had happened.
Daddy took Gracie to the bedroom and put her in bed, pulling the covers over her. He ran to the bathroom and retrieved some Xanax from the medicine cabinet and filled a glass with water. He ran back to the bed and sat next to Gracie and helped her sit up. “Here, baby, take these,” he said. She put the pills in her mouth and he helped her with the water to wash them down. He sat with her, seeing her drift off to sleep. Good, at least she will calm down and I can try and figure out what the hell happened here, he thought.
******
Gracie stirred and Daddy sat straight up in the chair in the bedroom. He ran to the bedside and sat next to her. “Baby, baby, wake up,” he said as he caressed her tangled hair. Gracie opened her eyes, Daddy smiled at her. “Hey baby, glad to see you come back to the land of the living,” he chuckled.
“Oh, baby, I am so glad to see you, but I am too ashamed to even look at you,” she said as she looked at the ceiling.
“Well, I have backtracked your activity today and I talked to Sami and Candy. It seems you had quite a weekend,” Daddy said.
“What time is it, Daddy?” Gracie asked.
“It is just after midnight, you’ve been out since I got home at four,” he told her.
“And what do you mean you backtracked my activity?” she asked.
“Well, I looked through your phone and saw that you called a Monique early this morning,” he told her. “I called her and learned she is a masseuse. I also learned that she sent a replacement masseuse as she was sick.”
“Yes, yes, she did,” Gracie said and closed her eyes as tears ran down to her ears.
“So I called the replacement masseuse and talked to him… at least I tried as his English is not too pretty good,” Daddy giggled.
“Daddy, why are you laughing? I cheated on you with him, I’m just a cheating whore,” she cried and rolled away from him.
“Well, that is what Emilio told me,” Daddy started. “Not that you cheated, although you did. He said you were flirting a bit with him when he arrived. He took that as a signal and seduced you,” he continued. “He said you answered the door naked and it just went from there. He wants you to know he is very sorry he let you two get carried away.”
“But Daddy, you should be furious,” she cried as she rolled to look at him. “I am so ashamed of myself. I don’t know what came over me.”
“Well first, I am pretty mad at you,” he said. “I called the girls first to see if they knew what happened to you. They did not, of course. I called them back once I found out about the masseuse and we talked on speakerphone for over an hour. Your boy John was there too.”
“You talked to them? What did they have to say?” she asked.
“Yes, baby, I was so scared when I saw you on the floor when I got home, I needed to know what was going on. I was gonna kill somebody,” he admitted. “So, they explained the over the top weekend you all had with sex. By the way, it sounds like it was a hot time.
“I figure that when the masseuse showed up, you were still pretty wired sexually and one thing led to another until you had Emilio fucking your lights out, right?”
“Well, yes, that is what happened. But it was wrong for me to let it get away from me,” she replied.
“Oh, yes, it was, but at least I know what happened,” he said. When I found you, you were traumatized; I mean, you scared the shit out of me.”
“Baby, it was so wrong,” she cried. “I am so ashamed of me. I expected you to kick me out when you got home.”
“I’m not going to kick you out,” he comforted her. “But, we sure as fuck are going to address what has happened the last two months or so, and you will be punished, but not like you were expecting.”
Gracie started sobbing again and laid her head on Daddy’s lap. He caressed her hair. “I’m so sorry, baby, I love you so much and I betrayed your love,” she sobbed.
“Well, you cheated,” he agreed. “But I think the bigger issue is how crazy our world, your world has gotten with this submissive stuff,” he said.
“You just got juiced up,” he continued. “I helped things get here so I have to realize that. I will not let you off the hook for fucking Emilio, but understanding the big picture is more important.”
“Thank you, Daddy,” Gracie sobbed. “I love you so much, thank you for being so understanding. I would not be able to be understanding if the tables were turned,” she admitted.
“Well, I have called a meeting for tomorrow night with all your nasty friends,” Daddy chuckled. “You will all hear what will and will not happen around here anymore, OK?”
“Yes, Daddy,” Gracie sniffed. “Frankly, I am glad you’re going to lay the law down because I did not do a very good job with all of this. I am so sorry,” she said. She grabbed his hand and laid her head on it. She kissed it and rubbed it. “I love you, Daddy, I am so sorry…”
“Go to sleep, baby, it will be OK.”