A Long Time from Home Ch. 28

“No problem.”

Shaking my head over the wonders of technology, I finished my meal, took a long relaxing shower, and had just finished, when there was a knock on the door.

The young woman outside was good looking, dark haired and dressed in a light summer dress, that was low cut enough for me to get a good view of an impressive bust.

“Good afternoon.” She said in a low melodic voice and in excellent English. “You have called for a masseuse?”

Nodding, I took a step backwards, so she could enter. “Yes. Com’on in. You must be Sophia.”

“Yes I am.” She gestured to someone out of sight and a few moments later a short muscular Spanish looking guy came walking, carrying a leather case.

He nodded to me, walked directly into the room, and started unpacking or rather unfolding the leather case. To my surprise, it turned out to be a tall bed covered with soft leather. He placed some bottles next it and walked out, giving me another nod.

Sophia walked inside and waited until I had closed the door before asking. “Before we start, I need to know if you want a normal massage or special massage.”

“First the normal, then the other.” I answered with a smile.

She smiled back, revealing pearly white teeth behind those full lips. “The price of a normal massage is included in the special massage.”

Reaching out with my mind, I connected with hers to be sure that we were talking about the same thing. We weren’t. The special massage was a normal massage concluded with a blowjob.

“Sounds good. How much? We might as well get the money aspect out of the way now.”

Sophia mentioned a price and I paid her.

An idea struck me. “How much more would I take for you to do the massage in the nude.”

It was clearly not the first time she had that request, because she smiled “Topless is the limit and that’ll cost you extra.”

The ‘topless is the limit’ sounded wrong somehow and it was most likely was a lie, aimed at getting the customers to pay more than they would have otherwise.

I handed her some extra money and ever so slowly she started to take of the summer dress, revealing a curvy woman’s body underneath dressed only in a thong and bra. Making a show out of it, she turned around and bent down to remove her shoes, giving me unrestricted view of her round butt under the thong.

The she turned around and slowly removed her bra. Her breasts were even bigger than I had thought and freed from the bra, they sacked only a little, with the dark nipples pointing slightly upwards.

I admired her body unashamedly. “You are a gorgeous woman.”

“Thank you.” She answered. “Now please lay on the massage couch.”

I took of my clothes and lay down on my stomach.

Sophia started by pouring oil on my body and firmly massaged it into the skin. I had suspected that she was more a prostitute than a masseuse, but I had clearly been wrong: She was skillful and had very strong hand.

However, while a good massage would do wonders for my muscles, it wouldn’t help much on the Vis energy, so I started to project images of us having sex into her mind along with a feeling of lust. Her massage halted, but then she shivered and shook her head as she continued.

Closing my eyes and enjoying the feeling on her skilled hands, I continued to project sexual images into her mind. The great thing about the image projection, is that the mind does it all the time by itself and if done right, the images I projected would seem to come from her own imagination.

That way I could make her extremely aroused, but if anything happened it would be completely by her initiative, since you can’t compel people to do anything that way.

Sophia finished off the backside by giving me a slap on the butt. “Turn around.”

I did as I was told and heard a gasp as she saw my stiff cock. The disadvantage with sending those mind images was that before I could send them, I had to make them up in my own head and the images had aroused me as well.

“Sorry.” I said and looked her in the eyes. “The thought and feel of a beautiful woman giving me a massage, has an effect.”

Sophia smiled and looked down at my cock. “No need to be sorry. I will take care of that later.”

I smiled back and lay my head down on the massage couch.

Even with the mind images and the projected feeling of lust, she managed to stay professional for a long time as she gave my front a throughout massage, but when she poured oil on my dick and balls and started to give them the once over, she was trembling with lust.

So were I and the sensual gliding feeling of the hands made me moan with pleasure.

Her hands left my cock and wandered up my body before she leaned forward so her huge breasts rested against my chest and whispered. “I don’t normally do this, but you turn me on … for 150 euro more, we can have sex.”

Opening my eyes, I looked into her brown ones. “No thanks. You’re a gorgeous and sexy woman and I wouldn’t insult you by paying you for sex.”

She looked stunned, so I continued. “If we were to have sex, I would want to caress your body, driving you insane with lust, hear you moan and scream with real pleasure as you come and not some fake sounds, because I paid you.”

She blinked in surprise and laughed softly. “I swear, that I’ll not fake it and if you can give me an orgasm, I won’t charge you for the sex.”

That took me by surprise. “Are you going to hold back?”

“No… I just never had an orgasm.” She smiled a bit sad. “I like sex a lot, but I never come.”

I thought that she was joking, but her words rang true.

“Okay, that’s a deal,” I said. “Call your bodyguard and tell him that it’ll take a while.”

While she walked over to her bag and took out her phone, I found the money and placed them on the table, before turning around to watch her. Standing in only her panties and talking into the phone with her breasts glistering from the massage oil, she looked both feminine and sexy.

As she was occupied, I used an Ars Mentalis healing trick to scan her body for any diseases, but to the superficial scan, she was healthy.

She closed the phone, placed it in her bag and turned towards me. “So how do you want me?”

“On the massage couch.” I answered with a grin. “It’s your turn.”

Arching her eyebrow in surprise, she walked over the couch and lay on her back.

Smiling I walked over to her. “On the stomach, please. I’ll start with the back.”

Sending me a disbelieving look, she turned around.

I gave her backside a throughout massage, making sure to hit all the pressure points that were connected to the pleasure lines as I did it, making her groan and moan.

It didn’t sound quite right, so I reached out with my mind and eased ever so gently into hers, searching for the mental block that prevented her from really enjoying it.

Finding nothing, I retracted my senses from her brain and concentrated on the Vis in her body. To put it mildly, it was a mess, with tiny slivers of Negative Vis intermingling with and blocking the body’s natural energy. I had only seen that pattern a few times before and that had been in slaves that had been abused on a regular basis by a man that was almost, but not totally, a Negative Vis user.

To express it in a more modern way: She had been abused by a fucked-up asshole of a man, who didn’t give a shit about her.

On the bright side, it had been years ago, because the Negative Vis had started to dissolve and left to its own it would most likely be gone in five years’ time.

In times past, I would have healed it using Vis healing, but as it was right now, releasing that amount of Vis would almost kill me, so I had to make her build up Vis inside of her, until the Vis Mortem had been washed away.

Mimicking her, I lightly slapped her butt. “Turn around.”

Sophia turned with a smile and I started with her feet, working my way up her body, while listening to her small sounds of pleasure, but as before, it was a bit too superficial.

I spend a long time massaging her breasts. They felt just as magnificent as they looked, full and firm. Judging from her moans, they were also sensitive, and she grew louder, as I massaged them, teased the nipple and gently pinched them.

Still using one hand on her breasts, I used the other hand to take off her panties.

Smiling up at me, she parted her legs invitingly. I slid my hand along her inner thigh and started teasing the skin around the pussy. It was shaven and the mental images had done their job along with the massage because she was dripping wet.

Since she was on the couch and I was standing, I could move around her and still touch, so I did just that, bending down to kiss her, but she turned her head away and whispered, “No kissing.”

Since that brought her ear in front of my mouth, I ran the tip of my tongue along the edge of the ear, causing another shallow moan, and whispered. “What if we doubled the stakes? Would you kiss me then?”

To my surprise, she shook her head.

“If I give you an orgasm?”

Sophia hesitated for a few heartbeats, before she nodded with a slight smile.

“Good.” I whispered. “I’ll look forward to kiss those lovely lips later then.”

Taking a towel, I rubbed the oil of her body and had her move down on the massage couch, so her butt was right on her edge of it. Looking around for something to place her feet on, I saw the chair where I had placed my clothes and placed it a short distance away from the end of the couch, so she could place her feet on the arm rests, leaving her whole body easily accessible for me.

Sophia moaned and shivered as I leaned in and began to kiss her neck, then lower, down her neck and to her chest as my hands moved gently over her nipples, pinching and rolling them beneath my fingers. Then I let my hand wander down her body as I licked her nipple as softly as I could manage.

She arched her back and moaned louder as I finally sucked the entire nipple into my mouth, running my tongue along the top of it.

My wandering hand reached down between her legs and started to dance on her pussy lips and clitoris, while I moved my head from one breast to the other, planting gentle kisses on the flesh in between.

A whimper escaped her lips a few seconds later, as I drew the first nipple back in my mouth again, sucking, and then releasing it when I felt it swell underneath my tongue.

Slowly, I worked my way down her body, kissing and licking every inch of her firm stomach, as one of my hands fondled her breasts and the other teased the skin around her shaven pussy.

Eventually I reached the pussy with my mouth and let my tongue play on her clitoris for a few heartbeats before I moved further down along her inner thigh.
I lifted her leg, sat down on the chair between them and lowered the leg until her foot rested on the armrest again.

That placed her beautiful pussy right in front of my face and leaning forward a little bit, I let my tongue run over the sensitive skin, while I inserted two fingers in her.
She gasped again and started moaning as I slid my fingers in and out of her warm, wet pussy, while licking her clitoris.

Sensing that her sounds were a bit less superficial than before, I found the pleasure-spot with my fingers and started to massage it, tongue still playing on the clitoris and the upper part of the lips.

Since the position left me with a free hand, I started to work it under her butt, so I could grope her buttock while licking and fingering her. She willingly lifted her butt a bit from the couch, so I could get my hand under her and then placed it back down on my hand with a satisfied sigh.

Her moans grew louder, while I continued to lick her clitoris, massage her pleasure-spot, groped her butt and in general used every trick knew.

It took some time, but I finally sensed that her pleasure had reached a level, from where it could be built up to an orgasm.

I increased the speed so slowly, that I doubt that her conscious mind was even aware it, but her nerves certainly detected it and her hips started to move almost by themselves in the rhythm of my tongue and fingers.

Her hip moves made my fingers slip and she stiffened as the tip of my index finger touched her backdoor. For a moment, I thought that I had to start all over again, but then she groaned and pressed her butt down against the finger.

Getting the not-so-subtle hint, I held my hand still, stiffened my finger and enjoyed the feeling as she used the movements of her hips to work it inside her anus.

Once it was inside her, she started to fuck herself on the finger, again in the same rhythm as my tongue and the fingers on her pleasure-spot.

Smiling to myself, I felt the build-up inside her as she started to tremble.

Using my tongue and fingers, I coaxed her to increase the speed.

Groaning and shivering all over, she did that, bringing herself right on the edge of an orgasm.

Knowing that the Negative Vis in her body would block any attempts from her own side to come, I caught her clitoris between my lips and sucked while using my tongue on it and at the same time doubled the speed on her pleasure-spot.

Her body stiffened and she gasped in surprise, but instead of coming as I had expected her to, she stayed on the edge of orgasm, moaning, twisting and clearly enjoying every second of it.

Feeling that this would take longer than I had originally thought, I lowered the speed again and stopped chasing the orgasm for her. There was no need to hurry and the feel of her hot wet pussy around my fingers, the taste of her juices and the feel of her body, was intoxicating all by themselves.

As I slowed down, Sophia lifted her head from the table to look at me, but as I winked to her and let my tongue dance over her clitoris at the same time, she lay her head down again with a moan and continued to impale herself on my finger, although in a slower pace than before.

I continued to lick her for a while before I decided to change tactics. Luckily, I was sitting on my clothes, so I removed my fingers from her pussy and continued to lick her clitoris, while rummaged through the pockets of my shorts, until I found the one that held the pack of condoms and took one out. Opening it with only one hand was a whole other problem and after some fumbling, I gave up and gently removed my finger from her rear.

Sophia signed a bit, but the sign turned into a groan as I continued to lick her while I used my hands to put the condom on.

My thumb replaced my tongue on her clitoris and then I stood up and buried my dick in her wet pussy. It was tighter that I had thought it would be, but I still managed to reach bottom in one motion.

Sophia let out a little scream of pleasure as her eyes flew open.
“Oh God, Yes!” She mumbled in Spanish and stared at me wide-eyed, as I slowly started to move back and forth. Her eyes went to my dick and I guess that she must have seen the condom, because she sent me a dazzling smile and rested her head on the massage couch again with a loud groan.

I continued in the same rhythm, letting my hands wander on her body, caressing every inch I could reach while gliding in and out of her.

She started to sweat and shake as she grabbed the edge of the couch and met my thrusts with her hips, while the muscles in her pussy squeezed and caressed my dick lovingly.

I shivered as waves of pleasure ran through me, but kept the pace, making Sophia almost howl when she arrived at the edge of orgasm.

As before she didn’t come but stayed on the edge while I continued to fuck her in a steady rhythm.

Sophia clearly loved the treatment as she trembled, shivered, and moaned.
I kept going for a long time, enjoying every moment of it, but eventually the pleasure reached a point, where I knew I would come if I continued. So, I pulled my dick out of her, sat down on the chair, and started to lick her again as I inserted two fingers into her pussy and massaged her pleasure-spot.

Sophia’s moans turned into whimpers. She put her hands behind her knees and drew them so close to her chest that the legs touched her amble breasts, leaving me free access to everything.

I accepted the invitation and eased a finger from the other hand into her anus, causing her to squeal with delight. Easing another finger into her butt, I slowly picked up the speed on hands and tongue.

Even without concentrating, I could feel the Vis being built up in her body, as she got closer and closer to an orgasm without quite reaching it.

I continued with the licking and fingers, until I had cooled down enough to use my dick again.

Sophia sighed when I stopped licking her and removed my fingers from her anus, but the moans came back, when I placed the thumb on her clitoris again and stood up.

With her legs pulled up, my dick wasn’t on the right course for the pussy, but it was right in front of her lovely butt, and she groaned as the head touched the tiny rose of her anus.

Since she clearly liked that a lot, I shifted my weight forward, pressing my dick against the resisting hole. With one hand working her clitoris and two fingers of the other hand inside her, it wasn’t the most comfortable of positions, but I was instantly rewarded with another loud moan, as the pressure made the little hole yield and swallow the head of my dick. Then I stopped pressing to give her time to get used to it.

“Oh god!” Sophia moaned in Spanish. “More!”

I shifted my weight forward again, as I started to move back and forth and little by little, I slid into her accompanied by her moans and groans of pleasure.

Her legs began to tremble and a low howl escaped her mouth. “Faster!”

Since I didn’t want to hurt her, I ignored that plea and continued in the same pace, pausing from time to time to make sure she had the time to adjust to me.

Finally, I was as deep inside her as I could come, and it felt wonderful, as if my dick were enclosed in a warm, slick glove that massaged every inch of it. I could even feel my fingers in her pussy rubbing against her pleasure-spot and the shaft of my dick at the same time.

Sophia looked at me with eyes that were glowing with lust. ”Fuck me!”

I smiled and nodded to her, before I began to move. Slowly at first, but as it became clear that she enjoyed every move I made, I started to go faster and soon I was pounding her tight butt without reservation.

The triple action of my dick in her butt, thumb on her clitoris and fingers massaging her pleasure-spot finally pushed her over the edge and she screamed with pleasure when she came in a long, drawn-out orgasm, arms trashing against the linen covering the soft leather on the couch.

Concentrating on Vis, I looked at her and smiled. A flood of positive Vis had broken through the dam of negative Vis and washed it away. That alone was almost as good as the sex itself.

Finally, the orgasm faded, and I removed my fingers from her pussy and gently pulled out.

To my surprise, she sat up and without saying anything, she threw her arms around me as she sobbed and then burst into tears, so I simply hugged her back.

As always after good sex, I could feel my body absorb the Vis we had created and at the same time, I felt extremely good as some of the tiredness faded away.

Finally, she let go of me and looked up with a smile on her face. “That… was fantastic.”

I smiled back to her and was about to say something, when she surprised me again, by grabbing my head and giving me a long, sweet, and wet kiss.

“You deserved that.” She said with a smile when our lips parted again.

“Thanks… but we’re not done yet.” I said with a smile to match hers and gently pushed her upper body down on the couch again.

Her smile grew wider, when I put on a new condom, and was then replaced with an expression of pure pleasure as my cock slid into her wet pussy and I started to fuck her again, while leaning down and kissed her wonderful full lips.