Massage Therapy

After what seemed like an eternity where she just stared at my shaft and enjoyed the oral pleasure I was giving her, she gripped the base of the shaft in one hand and bent her head down, stroking my balls with the other. She kissed the tip of it, then pulled the foreskin all the way down and pulled her hand up the shaft, drawing the precum out from inside. She licked my head and rolled her tongue all around it until she had swallowed all the clear cum, then she slowly dropped her mouth over my head and down the shaft.

Inch by inch she went further. I felt her lips first, gentle, and then the more forceful, warm probing of her tongue as it slid down over the head. It kept tracking further down my thick rod, following her lips until it was the back of her tongue that was sucking at my eye. I thought she'd stopped there as she paused and rolled her tongue all around my member, sucking at it strongly, but then she moved her face closer to my balls and the head of my swollen cock touched the back of her slick throat. The inside of her mouth was warm and wet and she pulled her head back up, then pushed it back down again slowly.

Back in her pussy I had replaced my tongue with a finger to reach her g-spot and then began to work her little pink clit with my mouth, sucking at it then letting it spring back, using my lips and teeth to full effect. Her hips began to thrust and grind at my face in response. I was forced to breath through my nose, buried in the soft supple skin of her arse, as my mouth was well and truly consumed by her aroused, swollen opening.

With my free hand I reached over and cupped the breast closest to me. I squeezed her swollen nipple between my fingers and pushed and pulled at her breast with my palm and fingers. I heard a response when she began to moan, and she kept making the sound, a light keening sound that was barely audible. It built up, louder and louder till she exploded and came for a third time right into my mouth. She nearly climbed onto the table to get my face deeper into her hole and more of her into my mouth and onto my tongue. I kept massaging her with my mouth till the tremors subsided, then lifted my head from underneath her leg and set her two feet back down on the ground. She still sucked on me but now I thought it was time to relax her with something else. After waiting a few more moments while I watched her mouth swallow, tongue and suck at my erect head from my side, and from the mirror on the wall in front of me, I sat up on the table.

"Are you going to stay down there forever, or would you like to try something else?" I asked.

She stood up and smiled. "After what you just did, you can do what ever you like." She replied, a barely audible response, her voice containing slight quiver.

"Then come up here." I said, patting my thigh.

She put one knee on the table and kneeled up and over me before sitting astride me, facing me. Her breasts pressed into my chest and I felt her nipples graze mine. I looked down and grabbed one in my mouth, pulling it up before letting it drop, bouncing into my chest as it went.

"Isn't this illegal, what we're doing here?" I asked, staring into her eyes face to face. She sat upon my thighs and as I said it I lifted her by wrapping my arms around her back, to move my legs so that they became crossed under her arse. God her skin was so soft and smooth.

"I won't tell anyone if you won't." She responded, a playful tone in her voice.

I grinned and bent forward, embracing her and kissing her deeply. Her lips were full and her tongue tasted like sweet honey. We locked a bit longer, probing and playing inside each other's mouths, our breathing heavy through our noses. I finally broke it off and pulled her up onto her knees. She rose above me and once again her soft orbs hung too close to resist and she supported herself while I grabbed two handfuls of them and sucked at her swollen buds. She reached down behind herself and grabbed my cock which had started to soften, pulling at it up and down the shaft to bring it to attention again. I felt it hit her arse every time she pulled it up and I decided it was ready.

I showed her my intentions by clutching her around each cheek and beginning to pull her down towards my lap and the hard rod that sprang from it. She let it go and it stood out by itself, swollen, with its head bobbing, eagerly awaiting for her warmth to surround it. She slowly lowered her hips and I felt the first contact. It was heaven. As old as she was, her pussy was tight when it needed to be and it felt warm and moist as it started to envelope my tip. She gasped as it stroked her entrance before lowering herself a little more, my cock going two more inches inside her, spreading her opening wider, my precum oozing from the tip and mixing with her own sex juices to lubricate her walls. Then in one swift movement she let herself drop, curling her legs around behind me and moaning.

"Ohhhhhhhh James" She said, her voice filled with relief, pleasure, ecstasy, her eyes closed feeling the pleasure of me inside her.

I puller her tight and kissed her again as her hips started to move, moving her slit up my shaft, then down again. The table creaked out a protest at our union on top of it and I started to thrust myself up into her in time with her own motion. As she'd reach the peak of her rise, I'd clench my arse and launch with my thighs up to meet her hips as they came back down, forcing my cock to split her even deeper. She kept up the moan and repeated "Yes. Yes. Yes" every time my head reached its furthest inside her.

Our motion became quicker and we were both working harder, our breathing becoming strained. Her breasts began to swing and bounce right in front of me and I watched her hardened nipples, mesmerised, pointing towards me.

And after a few more minutes I felt it, a tremor run down her back and into her belly, a rippling of her muscles under the skin. We kept going, she riding up and down my pole, me bouncing up on my crossed legs to meet her and it came again. I began working myself even harder as the minutes ticked by, watching her eyes, seeing the anticipation and the knowledge of another climax's impending arrival she hid there. My stiffened shaft stood my swollen member up strong as she began to lose control of her rhythm.

Then finally the tremor came back in full force. The orgasm roared down her back, through her belly and slammed into her vagina, clamping it around my cock, her muscles gripping me in an orgasmic vice as she came for a fourth time. She cried out when it hit and she hugged herself to me, her jaw clenched over my shoulder, her heels digging into the small of my back. But this one didn't end. Tears spilled down her cheeks and her moaning continued as it kept going, locked in her body and forcing something to stir deep inside my balls.

They were responding and they clenched up around the base of my shaft as they prepared to send white hot cum streaming into her. I clenched my teeth as I felt the all familiar pull of a climax stiffen my cock, spearing deep into her and splitting her wide before the ecstasy hit me and rolled through my body like a tidal wave, erupting from my clenched teeth at the same time as my balls released their cum, shooting it up my shaft and pouring into her pussy.

My hips kept thrusting and my cock kept pumping, squirt after squirt erupting inside her and coating the walls of her vagina and everything else, dripping out onto my balls and the table. I groaned with each squirt and each tightening of all my lower muscles that sent the cum as deep inside her as it would go. She was being lifted off the table with the power of my final thrusts and she cried out with the lust being expelled inside her. The table was screaming its own wooden protest at what we were doing on top of it, but it held strong.

My climax began to ebb and I let go of her to put my arms back to support myself, my breathing ragged. I was exhausted. We both were. She still clung to me, kissing my broad shoulder, sucking at the sweat seeping from my naked skin, before loosening her arm's grip on me and balancing herself on her knees. I lay back on the table and admired her naked body, hot, covered in sweat and smelling of sex. My cock still felt as hard as the wood from which the table was built and she rolled her hips around its base, encouraging the last of its cum to enter her body. I rose back up and once more took to her breasts, gently kissing and suckling on them in post coitus affection.

At last it began to soften and shrink and she climbed off my lap. As her lips parted from my semi-erect rod out poured semen with it, to pool amongst my pubes and slide over my balls. As she steadied herself on her shaking legs she saw what she'd left behind and lent forward, to gently take my soft cock in her mouth once more, suckling on it as I had just done to her nipples. The feeling of her tongue sucking off the juice on my still sensitive head was too much and my hips bucked, another warm spray squirting into her mouth. She had the whole of my penis in her mouth, lying along her tongue, and, surprise showing on her face, she drank greedily of the very last juices that could come from it. I nearly passed out with the indescribable pleasure I was feeling, it was almost painful. I closed my eyes and relaxed for a few moments, recuperating.

I looked down to see her still at my crotch, her arse by my face, her breasts hanging freely. She took me in her mouth one last time then pulled back and I escaped from her mouth with a wet pop. As I sat up I shook my head, disbelieving, because although I'd just emptied myself in her, spent, the only thoughts in my head were of arousal, while she stood there naked beside the table. All I wanted was to be inside her again. I climbed off the table and stepped her to the nearby wall, pressing my hips into hers. Her arse made a light slap as she bumped into the wall. She was letting me do what I wanted and I gripped my soft cock and forced its head back inside her, pressing our bodies together. Riding my hips into her I felt my head semi harden against the walls inside her. The coarse wiry patch of black pubes above her sex felt great against my skin. I thrust harder, my balls becoming painfully aroused. The pull came again and I orgasmed dry, nothing coming but the waves of the climax that rolled over me. I let bellow an animal moan, deep and primal as my hips spasmed, the shaft of my cock painful at the punishment it was still receiving as the blood left it limp and Gail replied with her own. We stood like that for a while our bodies pressed into each other.

I looked up and my cock slipped from her as I stepped back, disbelieving. She steadied herself on the wall and I went back to the table and used it to support myself. An awkward silence ensued and we both just stared at each other whilst we caught our breath. Reality began to find its way back into the room.

Now that the deed was done I was completely embarrassed and wondering what the hell had come over us both. My flaccid, now foreskin covered head was hanging there, so small compared to the lengths it had gotten to in my lust, covered in the juices of a sexual union with a woman not much younger than my own mother. Not to mention that what we'd done was also illegal, as massage therapists couldn't have sex with their clients. She could lose her licence.

I looked at Gail and saw that the realisation of what we'd done was hitting her too as we slowly came back to reality. She'd just fucked someone the same age as her own daughter. A customer. A friendly young man she saw nearly everyday at work. She looked up at a clock sitting on the wall.

"Damn! I have to pick my daughter up from uni!"

My cum still seeped from inside her slit as she quickly gathered her clothes that had been tossed around the room and stepped into the other room to the left. I heard a shower start and followed her path around into the side room. She had her back to me in a small shower not much larger than a closet. I stood there and watched as she lathered herself in white soapy bubbles, watching a bubble fall down her skin, up onto her arse and then disappearing down between her legs.

I had to be that bubble. I silently stepped behind her and opened the glass door of the shower. She heard it but didn't move and I rapped my arms around her and pulled her arse up hard against my crotch. One hand gripped a breast firmly whilst the other followed a soapy trail down her stomach and into her slit. I worked it back open and slid two fingers into her, then slid them out and rubbed them into her clit hard, up and down over the top of it. She would have collapsed, such was her pleasure, if I didn't have hold of her and she clutched at my arms whilst I was determined to give her climax number five. Her daughter could wait, I wasn't finished.

I gently rubbed my crotch into her cheeks and again my cock started to awaken as I pushed it into her soft skin. I watched over her shoulder as the water from the shower splashed over her chest, then I began kissing and nuzzling her neck. She moved a hand down between her legs and forced my fingers to move from her clit into her pussy whilst she fingered the clitoris herself. I lifted my lips to her ear and sucked on her lobe and the tiny gold hoop earring that hung from it. She sighed in pleasure and her fingers began working faster.

I used my knee to pry open her legs and my dick, completely stiff once more, sprang up in the space between them. I pulled my fingers from her and rapped my arm around her stomach, placing my hand on her pubic mound, massaging it. She left off her clit for a brief moment to grab my shaft by its thick middle to guide it inside her once more, already starting to tremble. She became impaled on it and I used powerful thrusts to move it in and out of her. I felt her walls, which had begun to tighten, opening up again and their friction around my pole drove me wild. She cried out, "James, James", in high, drawn out feminine moans that disintegrated into pure sound as I made her cum yet again.

She gripped my arms with both hands and my thrusts now lifted her clear off the white tiles of the shower floor. She lifted each leg and I was strong enough to support her as she placed them on the taps at waist height in front of us. She was now suspended on my rod. My arse clenched with every thrust and my cock swelled to even greater size, painful now in its throbbing.

Gail's orgasm began to run through her body and her squirming feet somehow conspired to turn the hot tap off. The sudden change in temperature was all the stimulation I needed to tip me over the edge into the abyss of another dry climax and I lost myself as my hips took on a life of their own, bouncing Gail around, impaled on my shaft, my brain fired by the pleasure. Her tits bounced around in front of my eyes as her other foot turned the cold water off as well and I watched the last of the water cascade down them to hit the floor as the last powerful thrusts ended deep inside her body. She eased her legs down as the last strength in my muscles twitched and jerked my throbbing head deep inside her, my shaft trembling out its last life and shrinking rapidly.

Gail reached out and turned the taps on as the last of my blood left my cock and her tightening lips forced it to slide out. She then eased herself around me and began to towel herself dry. Neither of us spoke, both of us in a daze. I let the water hit the top of my head, trying to use the roaring of it in my ears to drown out the roaring of my blood through my veins.

She seemed to gather her composure first and watched me with a small smile once she'd finished drying herself.

"A fresh towel is in the cupboard by the sink. Can you lock up aft you leave? Sorry James, I've really got to go, I'm already late."

"Sure, no problems" I said. "You're incredible." Was all I could say about the last two hours. It sounded lame in my ears and with one last look at my naked body she quietly slipped out. I looked down. My dick was swollen, not from arousal but from strain. I feared I'd done some damage but then images of what had just happened flashed through my head and I figured it was worth it.

I finished the shower and then got dressed again. I exited the room, feeling more tired than I had when I went in, then locked her door from the inside and stepped out, hearing it click into place, wondering what had just happened. But what ever it was I was a hell of a lot more relaxed than before.