Celeb Masseur: On Call

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Jennifer really began to squirm under her servant's hands. No longer was she simply receiving a massage, Kavan was pawing at her flesh. She could tell he was enjoying himself. He certainly wasn't uncomfortable with the situation. A devilish smile slipped across her lips she rolled her shoulders, flipping her whole body over. Kavan pulled his hands away, startled by Love's full-body motion. His eyes just about sprung out of their sockets onto the scrumptious form under him. Propped up on her elbows, Love couldn't help but laugh at Kavan's expression. Still in their place, the young masseur's eyes danced up and down the display of inexorable beauty. Her stomach clinched with every giggle, the muscles showing under the taut skin of her tummy. Her wonderful breasts bounced lightly with her vivacious laughter, taunting Kavan's eyes to dislodge. As her chuckles died down, Jennifer subsequently spoke to the still gawking Kavan, "Please don't stop Mr. Ballard. I was really enjoying that."

Something clicked in Kavan's head and he belatedly relaxed and let go. This lovely young lady wasn't looking for relaxing muscle work anymore, and, for a while, he was the only one who didn't know it. He smiled at this epiphany and lightly placed his hand on Love's right kneecap, her legs still lustrous from the massage oils. He grazed his fingers up her thigh, the tips just brushing her smooth skin. Jennifer closed her eyes and let her head fall back, enjoying this titillating stimulation. The nails of his oil-soaked fingers dragged up over Jennifer's hips, and up over her sleek belly, tickling her lightly. Kavan took some time to trace shapes over her abs; first a circle, then a figure eight, and then a heart. Love watched and reveled in this agonizingly slow method, until finally with force and urgency Kavan's hand slid downward, sneaking under the horny starlet's thong underwear. Jennifer parted her legs slightly, yielding to his fingers. They were greeted by a small, thin, trimmed patch of dark hair. Probing further his fingers encompassed Love's swollen vulva, welcomed by her wetness both from her pussy and soaked panties. He restrained every urge to delve into her, choosing only to let his fingers dance around the finely waxed outer labia of this ravishing young girl.

"Oh Kavan don't stop. Please... inside me please..." Jennifer moaned, a slave of Kavan's fingers. Every bone in his body ached to satisfy her desire, but he would not, not just yet. Instead he used both hands and unhurriedly eased the thong down her hips, off of her dripping vagina and down her long willowy legs. The smell of her arousal now began to fill the whole room, its spicy musky aroma drowning out the oils and candles. Love sat up as Kavan moved to the head of the table behind her. She caught him midway and gave his shirt a hard tug, untucking and ripping it open. Buttons popping off to the floor, and the shirt fell to the sides of the obvious protrusion in the youthful man's slacks. She brushed her hand over his smooth hairless chest and leaned back into him. Kavan's hands found their way to the outside of her arms and slowly moved up to her shoulders, caressing her silky skin. Up her slender neck they explored, reaching her mane of soft shiny dark hair.

Leaning into her, Kavan whispered, "Are you enjoying yourself, ma'am?" Jennifer craned her head up to Kavan, lewdness strewn across her face. She said nothing, though the look in her eyes spoke clearly enough. Urged on by her eyes, Kavan leaned into her, his lips exploring the nape of her neck while his hands crept around to the girl's most famous feature, her supple mounds of flesh; breasts that drove eager youthful movie-goers mad and coming back for more. For a moment his hands just held them, taking in every tactile sensation her flawless skin sent through his fingers. Jennifer arched her back, forcing more of her chest into Kavan's fervid palms. He squeezed lightly in response, pushing out Love's already hardened nipples. Love cooed, writhing in euphoria in Kavan's strong arms. Kavan continued kneading and playing with her gorgeous rack, almost experimenting, finding out just what really drove this nymphet wild. He concluded that her small nipples were the key. He'd squeeze the tit-flesh down to the small pink areola until finally her firm nipples were caught between Kavan's thumb and forefinger, pulled out as far as they would go, then snapping back to the rest of her exquisite body. With every pinch Love moaned and sighed, her labored breathing ringing loud in Kavan's ear.

Jennifer's body undulated between Kavan's arms, her hair swishing over his torso, lightly tickling him. His erection strained against the tightness of his slacks, almost painfully. He completely ignored it however, his focus completely on this beautiful maiden. He could see how much Love was turned on, her face flushed with red, as well as her chest, and... her pussy. Kavan almost forgot about it, his attention totally on Jennifer Love's bountiful globes. Kavan snaked a hand down to the burning mound between the starlet's long shapely stems. As before he did not dive right in, instead choosing to tease and tantalize his subject. He rubbed his hand along the insides of her thighs, inching close only to pull away at the last moment. At length he gave into both Jennifer's drive and his own by letting his fingers find their way to her vulva, radiating heat. He gingerly rubbed her labia, learning every crevice of her pussy. Love nuzzled her head into Kavan while her pelvis pushed against his palm, urging him inside her.

Kavan Ballard still would not give in to her. He wasn't sure where he wanted to go with this, he just knew he wanted to maintain control, make it as good as possible, for both him and Ms. Hewitt. Making another spontaneous move, he let go of her breast and resumed his position at the side of the table, never letting his other hand leave Love's radiating box. Jennifer laid back out over the table, making her heavy labored breathing more noticeable. Kavan was once again mesmerized by this starlet's gorgeous mounds as they rose and fell with every respiration. He leaned down and started to lightly lick the side of her right breast while he gave Jennifer what she had been wanting for so long, penetration. A long heavy moan escaped from her as a finger wriggled inside of her. Keeping with his theme, Kavan slid only one finger into her, leisurely testing inside of her. His mouth followed suit, working around the cleavage of her full breasts. Only at long lasting delay did his lips finally wrap around her adamantine nipples. Jennifer's nubile body became a conflagration of ecstasy. She licked her lips and shut her eyes tight as she relished in every sensation. Even Kavan began to moan in joy, and she smiled at this. He really was enjoying her. All thoughts quickly left her mind though at another finger entered her. Kavan picked up the pace and began to pump his digits in and out of her folds. Love finally felt it approaching, every breath coming with more difficulty, muscles twitching and flexing out of control, her skin burning with lust. Kavan's tongue left her chest as he repositioned himself once again. He lifted up her left leg as he leaned down over the bottom part of the table, bringing his face just inches from Jennifer Love Hewitt's dripping crevice. Her sweet smell was almost overwhelming. Kavan withdrew his fingers and sampled her juices, only to quickly slide them back into the tasty starlet. He broke from his usual approach, taking Love completely by surprise as his lips wrapped around her engorged clitoris.

Jennifer sharply arched her back as her eyes shot open. "Ooh God Kavan yes!" she screamed. Her thighs began to clamp around Kavan's head, and he brought up his loose hand to her thigh to restrain her. Love was boiling over and losing control. As Kavan's tongue darted over her clit, similarly her hands darted from mashing her firm tits, to running her soft fingers through Kavan's hair, to gripping the edge of the massage table. "I'm gonna cum Kavan. Please, keep it up. Oh, harder please!" Jennifer urged. For once the masseur obliged her, forcing his fingers as far as they could go. Meanwhile, his lips encircled and sucked down on her nub with as much pressure as possible. Love finally fell over the edge; her body fell into one giant surge as the orgasm waved over her body. Her abs tightened, forcing her head up as her hands gripped the sides of the table for support. Through gritted teeth she yelled to Kavan, "Uhn yes! I'm cumming! Kavan, yes! Yes!" She was locked in this position for the longest time while she rode out the undulating waves of pleasure. Kavan never eased off her pussy, pushing Love on more and more. Jennifer couldn't sustain herself anymore and fell back onto the table, gasping for every bit of air, her face beet-red.

Her mind completely gone, she never noticed Kavan stand up and unzip his slacks, finally freeing his entrapped cock. He jumped out of his pants and reach for Jennifer's thighs. She was still lost in the levity of her orgasm, and paid no attention as Kavan pulled her to the end of the table by her thighs. With one hand Kavan braced her legs up just in front of him, and with the other grabbed the base of his hard cock and aimed for her dewy crevice. After working over this prime form of female perfection, he was more than eager for some remission. As he tried to ease himself into her, Kavan could feel the orgasm still racking her body. Her vaginal walls were closed very tightly, making her very difficult to enter. Kavan was beyond horny now, and this just got him even more pent up.

"Jenny honey," Kavan spoke, trying to get her attention refocused. She looked to him in response, a contentful smile on her face. "Babe you need to relax some."

"Mph, yes please fuck me," Love murmured. Kavan was taken aback. Partly it was just surprise that she still wanted to roll with him, but mostly it was just hearing this normally fanciful, well-behaved girl was using such language. He abided by her request resumed his entry into her moist folds. Though she was still quite tight, she yielded to him. Laggardly he slid into her, inch by inch, savoring every bit of her. She still squeezed around him, but now like a welcoming hug from a good friend. Finally as his full length filled her wholly Kavan picked up the rhythm, driving Jennifer right back up toward her orgasmic peak. Her body softly rocked with each thrust, echoed by her swaying breasts. The arousing little brunette let her legs drop and hug Kavan's sides as their two bodies fell into a groove. Kavan's hands had gone from instruments of pleasure to vices, holding steady Hewitt's body as he plowed into her. The hard packing sounds of their flesh slapping together formed a perverse harmony with Love's high-pitched cries. Kavan's face was frozen in a look of stern determination as he worked deep inside this nymph. His subject had quite the opposite look, her pixie-like face animated with joyous emotion; shifting from smiles to gritted teeth to that wonderful moaning look. Her whimpers continued in a crescendo and her legs clinched tighter around Kavan until she suddenly shot up and sent her hands to Kavan's pelvis, pushing him away from her drenched pussy. He pulled out and stepped back, his stiff shaft glistening with the juices of the gorgeous woman he was fucking. Love lied back down, gasping for breath, trying to stave off her orgasm. She wanted to come, just not quite yet. She really wanted this one to build.

Kavan looked her over once more, never getting tired of her stellar body. After a couple moments of catching his own breath, he stepped back up to her and grabbed her legs again. Now though he clasped them together and laid them to his right, making Jennifer roll onto her side. Bent at the knees almost in a fetal position, Love's ass was pointed straight to Kavan now, her slit peaking out, begging for his steely cock. He lined up and entered her anew, feeling even tighter with her new position. Kavan leaned over as he began to piston into her, his eye locked in hers. Quickly he resumed his momentum, as did Jennifer with her verbalizations. The smell of their sex wafted to their nostrils with every labored breath as this young male began grunting with every thrust. It was he that was now dangerously close to orgasm, his face assuming that painful contorted look as he held back as much as he could. A new unfamiliar sound entered his ears over the moans of him and his lover, and it captured his attention. The massage table began to squeak incessantly. Not designed to take such abuse, he quickly began to worry that he may just break it the way he was laying into Jennifer. Reluctantly he withdrew himself and trailed back from Hewitt's nubile body.

Love sat up, perspiration now beading on her body. "What's wrong?!" she asked with earnest.

Between gulps of air Kavan responded, "The table... it won't take too much more punishment." Love laughed at the realization that their exuberant fucking was about to tear apart Kavan's work table. He stepped over to counter where his massage oils were arrayed and motioned for Jennifer to join him there. With unending vigor she hopped off the table and braced her hands on the edge of the counter. Kavan stepped up behind her and bent slightly at the knees to line up with her. Jennifer stood on her toes to meet him, and eased back as Kavan penetrated her. Immediately he hammered into her, desperate now for his orgasm. Her entire body shook with every thrust, punctuated with a squeal from her lips. Her pert tits bounced in unison until Kavan reached up and took each in his hands and squeezed. This position proved too difficult to balance so Kavan grabbed Jennifer by her elbows and pulled her back, her weight now completely supported by his grasp. Her chest jutted out and her ass thrust back even farther onto Kavan's cock. Droplets of sweat dotted Kavan's brow, every ounce of strength he had being expended into this sexy starlet.

Punctuated with every hump, Jennifer cried out, "Oh... Kavan... don't stop... fucking me!" Kavan could feel her orgasm was eminent; her vaginal muscles clutched his cock, refusing to let him go. He was right there with her, absolutely ready to erupt inside of her.

"Cum for me Love, I need you to come for me now!" Kavan commanded. Obediently her body began to spasm in waves of delirium. Jennifer screamed in rhapsody and she struggled to keep herself standing. Kavan never let up his sexual onslaught until finally he couldn't give any more. He released the young actress' arms and she collapsed on the countertop. Unsheathing his cock from Jennifer's moist warm folds, Kavan immediately began pumping his cock at her firm ass. Spurt after spurt of hot jism splattered over her lower back and butt as Kavan roared almost triumphantly. For the longest time they stayed that way, each letting their senses return as they recuperated. Both were absolutely drained.

First to move was Jennifer; she reached back and massaged her cum-covered ass. Laughing to herself, Love thought 'Now this is a great massage oil.'

Kavan laughed as well at his own thoughts. 'Here I am charged with getting this girl relaxed and rested. Well, so much for that.' Kavan grabbed a towel and began to wipe the sweat, oil, and cum from Jennifer's scrumptious body. She turned around to meet him with a warm smile and sparkling brown eyes. "I think I'm fired," he joked, "I'm supposed to be alleviating sore muscles and calming a fatigued mind, instead-"

"Instead," Love interrupted," you helped me burn off weeks of stress with some outrageous sex. You did your job just fine, if not in an unorthodox way. Mission accomplished." Kavan smiled and kissed her soft lips. "Thank you."

Kavan shook his head. "Not in this situation, I should be thanking you." With extra emphasis, he said "Thank you." Jennifer's smile widened further and she returned the kiss.

"I'd love to stay, but I really need to get back on set." Hewitt began to put her clothes back on. Kavan just sat back, still in the nude, and watched her. All too soon she was dressed and heading out the door, but not before turning around and waving goodbye, capped by blowing a kiss. And like that she was gone and Kavan was left to himself. In no rush he dressed and cleaned up. As he folded up the massage table, he noticed just how stressed the front legs had been. Much more and he and Jennifer would've ended up in an awkward pile on the floor. His vehicle loaded up and ready to go, Kavan made his way off the lot, the sound of a stage explosion bidden him farewell.

The next few days were right back to routine for Kavan. Four days after his wild experience on set with Jennifer Love Hewitt, he received his check for services rendered. Included was a small note from his client.

"Dear Kavan,

Thank you again for the massage. I wish you could've stayed for the shoot. I nailed the first following shot, thanks to you. Jacob was absolutely ecstatic. I don't know if you're interested, but I think you should move out to LA and open up shop. I think you could be really successful out there. Besides the "extras", you've got wonderful hands. Give it some thought; hope to see you in the future.

With Love, Jennifer Love Hewitt."

Kavan folded up the note and filed the check away. He leaned back in his chair in thought. Maybe...

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AnonymousAnonymousover 2 years ago

Love the way of presentation

AnonymousAnonymousalmost 15 years ago
Well written

I have enjoyed many massage treatements from my wife that go beyond normal therapies. Now, I can't get a regular massage becuase I go back to those memories. Keep up the good work.

Peter_KacalanosPeter_Kacalanosover 15 years ago
A well-crafted, well-paced, well-written fantasy

I've given sensuous massages to only a few real celebrities in my many years as a certified massage therapist. But I can confirm, as razor_nut does in this story, that they react to increasingly erotic massage strokes just as enthusiastically as regular clients do. Famous or ordinary, attractive or plain, male or female, they all respond the same way when talented oily hands seductively slide closer to and over their erogenous areas. Now that I'm retired, I give sensuous massages for free to all who want them, so that I can continue to practice and perfect my erotic massage strokes on a wide variety of body types. Reading sexually stimulating stories like this almost makes me want to massage everyone I meet. Kudos to razor_nut.

AvarcalionAvarcalionover 18 years ago
Wow! Great job

Great story. It would be AWESOME if you could make a series out of this. Have the masseur cater to the desires of Hollywood's sexiest celebs. Hope to see more stories.

fifty5fifty5over 19 years ago
Seconded!

Yup, this could well be the first of a series.

However, IMHO, to be successful (ie not just repetitive), you'll need a sub-plot to show character development - how he grows (grin) while fucking all the Hollywood babes.

The danger - and challenge - is that you've started with such a high: further episodes have to go higher still.

Eff

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