Aphrodite's Spa

Hi everyone! My name is Chrissy. I'm 31 and single. I've been too busy trying to get my professional life on track to worry about finding a partner. I say partner and not husband because I am bisexual. I have dated a few men and women in recent years and have certainly had my fair share of wild sexual adventures but I just haven't felt that connection with any of them that made me want to settle down.

I work pretty hard at my job in corporate finance and am rather successful despite my relatively young age. I can afford a pretty nice apartment in the upscale area of town. The area of the city that I live in is pretty nice with a lot of great shops and restaurants where me and some of my friends hang out. I do have a few girlfriends that I pal around with like anyone. I might work hard but I also like to play on my time off. Letting work consume your life just isn't the right thing to do so I try to find plenty of time to relax and let loose between conference calls, work travel and hitting up the gym.

Being that I work in the corporate world I typically dress pretty nicely. Most days I go to the office wearing a nice pencil skirt over my nicely shaped butt that I keep very firm with lots of squats. I usually let my curly blonde hair flow down over my shoulders and my 34 D breasts are always generously pushing their way out of my blouses. I try not to look too much like a slutty admin who blows their boss but it's mostly the figure that I have.

I have this one special friend of mine whose name is Candy. Yes, that's her actual name and no she's not a stripper. From time to time, the two of us have wound up in bed together on different occasions either just with each other, sharing some lucky guy, or letting two hung studs share the two of us. She's a pretty devious little minx but always loads of fun as I'm sure you can imagine.

Anyways, last year for my birthday she booked a massage package for me for this new place in town called Aphrodite's Spa. I had never heard of it before and tried to get some information out of her about it but she refused to tell me anything. She would just look at me with this devious little smile on her face and tell me that I was in for a real treat. I know the kind of things that Candy gets into and she definitely had me in for something special, I just didn't know what at the time.

I called the place up and set an appointment for my massage. The young woman on the phone sounded very attractive and certainly younger, probably mid twenties if I had to guess. I scheduled the appointment for Sunday afternoon figuring it would be a great way to wind down from what would probably be another blow out weekend of drinking with the girls. I was a bit anxious about it thinking back to that look on Candy's face and couldn't wait for Sunday to get here.

At 7 PM, I drove up to this unassuming building a little ways out of town that had a dark colored exterior and oddly no signage on it at all. If it wasn't for the street number on the door and the neon sign in the window that was flashing "open", I might have thought the place was closed. I got out of my car wearing my black leggings and sports bra and walked up to the front door noticing all of the blacked out windows. I reached my hand out for the door handle and let myself into the lobby brushing my curly blonde hair behind my ear as I walked in. I looked over to the reception desk as a young brunette flashed a big smile in my direction to greet me.

"Hi there! Welcome to Aphrodite's Spa. My name is Jess. Do you have an appointment with us today?"

"Hi! Yes, I do. My friend Candy got this for me as a birthday surprise. My name is Chrissy. I booked an appointment for 7 PM."

"Oh, Candy! I remember her. She couldn't stop talking about her experience when she was done."

"Ha! That's funny cause she wouldn't tell me anything about it."

"Well, we do advise our guests to please not share too much about the experiences here as it ruins the surprise aspect for our new guests."

"Oh, I see. Well, I think she purchased me a massage package, right?"

"Yes, your package does come with a full body massage. Why don't you follow me this way and I'll show you to your room so we can get you started?"

Jess stood up from the front desk and I noticed her very fit body. She was wearing a tight black blouse and a leather pencil skirt that hugged her sensuous hips. She gestured towards a door off to the side of the receptionist desk and I followed her towards it. I saw that she was wearing some very cute short cut boot high-heels and sheer black stockings that looked great on her amazingly fit legs. I'd have to ask her about her shoes when I got done.

Jess reached for the door and pulled it open. I looked past the doorway and saw a very dimly lit hallway. There were no lights other than some black lights that did very little to illuminate the long row of spread out doors. Jess turned towards me and smiled warmly in a way that could melt many hearts. "Please, follow me! As I explain a few things."

"Our experiences here will involve all of your senses: sight, sound, touch, smell and taste. The associate taking care of you will carry you on a journey of relaxation and pleasure. Please don't be afraid to ask for more or less of anything that they are doing. We are here to serve you and provide you with the best experience."

I followed closely behind her as she talked, noticing her extremely well put together figure though it was hard to make out in the dark lighting. I could barely make out the shape of her ass if it wasn't for the sheen on the leather skirt reflecting the light off from the lobby that was coming through the open door behind us.

"This experience is all about you," she continued. "If at any point something is not to your liking or pleasurable, just let us know and we will do whatever we can to make this the best experience we can for you. We pride ourselves in complete satisfaction for our guests."

As she kept talking and we walked deeper into the dark hallway, the light from the lobby started to fade away, the smell of aromatherapy oils started to fill my nostrils. I could smell lavender, citrus and sandalwood slowly filling my lungs as I started to fall into a sort of a trance while also trying to listen intently to what she had to say. She stopped about two thirds of the way down the hallway in front of an open door.

"This will be your room. There is a robe there on the massage table for you to change into. There are also a couple bottles of water just there on the side table should you care for any. Go ahead and get changed into the robe. You may leave on whatever clothing will make you most comfortable but we do suggest removing everything so as to not stain your clothing with the oils and lotions. Once you are ready, go ahead and lay down on the table on your stomach and someone will be right with you."

I stepped into the room and heard the door shut behind me as Jess walked away. I could hear her heels clicking down the hallway. I looked around the room and it was difficult to make out anything. There was a side table in the corner with the water she spoke about, a dark colored robe folded neatly on top of the massage table, a couch off to one side, a chair under some hooks next to one of the walls, and a counter along another wall with several bottles, rags, and applicators.

I just shrugged my shoulders and figured what the hell. I pulled my sports bra off over my head while I kicked off my sneakers. My thumbs hooked into the waistband of my leggings and I shimmied them down over my firm ass and toned thighs. I reached down to peel off my socks and stood there for a moment wondering if I should take off my thong too. I had just bought it giving myself a little birthday treat and certainly didn't want to stain it so I went ahead and took it off. I slipped the robe over my shoulders and then hopped up on to the massage table laying on my stomach and positioning my face into the open headrest looking straight down at the floor with my arms off to my side waiting patiently for what was going to happen next.

As I laid there with my head facing down through the headrest, I heard the door opening and some shuffling into the room. I was a little nervous and anxious. This was certainly not the typical experience for a massage and to say I was a bit shy to see who entered the room would be an understatement. I don't know if it was the thrill of wanting a stranger to lay his hands on me or the excitement of the unknown but I just couldn't bring myself to look up at who was coming into the room.

I heard some movement happening off to the side of the room before something pressed up against the table. Before I knew what was going on or had time to react, I felt the robe being pulled away from my body and being replaced by a large warm towel that covered my entire body from my shoulders all the way down past my feet. Then a pair of strong firm hands started kneading into my tense muscles, melting away any tension that had been there.

After a brief couple of minutes of the hands working on my back, then just suddenly stopped. This person in the room had still not uttered a word to me in the five minutes or so that he had been in the room. I heard the person off to the side again probably messing with the bottles on the counter and heard as they walked towards the bottom of the table. Fingers slowly grabbed the bottom of the towel and brought it up over my feet and folded it over my thighs, exposing everything from the knee down.

Next, I felt warm oil being applied to both of my calves slowly dripping down starting at the back of my knees and going all the way down to my ankles. The oil was put off to the side and a strong hand returned to each leg rubbing the oil into my skin. I could tell now that the hands were rather large and almost rough but still smooth, probably from all of the oil and lotions that they must use. I could tell those hands belonged to a man. He kept running one hand back and forth over each of my calves, being sure to work the oil deep into.

He stepped around the bottom edge of the table standing off to my left side and brought both of his hands down to my left leg. He bent my leg up at the knee and rested my foot against his chest as he started to knead his fingers into my calf muscle. I flexed my foot back and forth a couple of times, running my toes over his chest. Was he wearing a really tight and smooth shirt or was he bare chested? I wasn't entirely sure but I was getting lost in the pleasure being given to my body and really didn't care. His hands felt amazing.

"Chrissy, my name is Mark." He spoke with a firm, domineering voice that was somehow still smooth and tantalizing. "I'll be taking care of you today. If you need or want anything, just let me know. My sole purpose is to give you a pleasurable experience here at Aphrodite's Spa."

I wasn't really sure what he was talking about but pleasure was already well under way as he worked his strong hands and fingers into my leg. "Ugh! Just keep what you're doing, Mark. That feels wonderful. I'm sure you know what to do."

I sighed and breathed heavily as he kept working on my leg, working his hands down to my feet where he stroked his fingers between my toes then pressed his thumbs into the arch of my foot. He flexed my ankle, rolled it around in circles then pulled on my toes firmly my gently, popping a couple of them as he continued. He followed all of that up by rolling his fist against my arch releasing more tension. If it were even possible, I would have been melting into the table.

He laid my leg down and I felt him bump into the table as he moved to the other side to work on my other leg. Mark again bent my leg up at the knee and started working his magic into my right leg. As I felt his hands starting to apply pressure to my calf with both hands, I felt the towel being pulled down away from my shoulders. I froze in place. Was there a second person in the room?

The towel was folded down on top of itself, now only covering my thighs and plump, firm butt. I didn't have to wait long before I felt warm oil being poured out down the length of my spine starting at the base of my neck and going all the way down to just above the crack of my ass where the towel stopped. A second pair of hands pressed down onto my back, every bit as big, strong and firm as Mark's who was still working his amazing magic on my right leg, now moving down to my foot. As the second pair of hands started to spread the oil over my back, I felt this person lean over and get close to my ear.

"Chrissy, my name is Ethan. I am also here to take care of you on your journey through this experience." Oh my god! His voice was so rich. I've never been so aroused by a man's voice. It was so smooth and sensual. "Please let me know if I can do anything to give you a more pleasurable experience." Two strong men running their hands all over my body? How could this possibly get any better?

Ethan started working his hands into my shoulders, pressing firmly along my spine with his thumbs, the rest of his fingers working diligently to ease the stress out of my neck and shoulders. He started working his hands further down my back, leaning over the table using his body weight to apply more pressure as he continued working my body. It felt so good I almost lost track of Mark who was now working both of his hands up my thighs and slowly scooting the towel up until only my ass was covered.

Mark applied more warm oil to my legs, spreading it all around the back and sides of my thighs. As he did so, I instinctively spread my legs for his strong hands as they crept to a sensual depth stopping just a mere couple of inches from my pussy which was already soaking wet and no doubt emanating quite a bit of heat. Lost again in what was happening to my body and only brought back to my senses when Ethan pressed into my lower back with more weight causing me to give out a low moan under his strong but delightful touch.

I laid there quietly, breathing heavily, taking in the scent of the oils they were using, the only sound in the room was the swishing of the oils being massaged into my body and the light music playing throughout the spa only accompanied by my occasional moan as my body was teased and pleasured like nothing I'd ever had before. The smells were intoxicating and my sense of touch heightened more so by the lack of visual stimulation. Ethan moved his hands further down my body and was now starting to massage my right thigh while Mark continued to work on the right. They both leaned over the table as they continued massaging my legs, my hands brushing against both of them as they did so. All I felt was their warm skin against the backs of my hands. Did they come in here without any clothes?

Both Mark and Ethan were kneading their fingers into my inner thighs, rocking my hips and causing my legs to part even more. Before long, the towel was pulled away from my body and they both started working their hands into my ass, each of them kneading their fingers deeply into both of my firm globes, pressing firmly and working out all of the tension from my muscles. I was suddenly brought back to my senses as I heard heels clicking on the floor out in the hallway. The sound came traveling nearer and nearer to my room until they stopped just in front of my door. The door opened and then quickly closed as I heard the set of heels coming closer to the massage table.

The sound stopped just next to my head. As I looked down through the opening in the headrest, I could barely make out that there were even feet below, much less what shoes they might be wearing. I heard a faint click in the distance and a soft orange glow started to fill the room replacing the purplish glow from the back lights. It was still very dim in the room but I could just make out a very sexy pair of 6" heels down below me covered, legs clad in fishnet stockings. Then I felt something very light tracing up my spine and over my shoulders before this person leaned down to talk softly into my ear.

"Hi, Chrissy. I hope you don't mind but I thought I would join Mark and Ethan for your experience today. My name is Tonya. Candy has told me all about you and I think I can make this an experience something you'll remember for the rest of your life."

As her sweet and soft voice trailed off under the tones of the music and the sound of oil being worked into my ass by these big and strong men, Tonya leaned in closer and took a little nibble on my ear lobe. She brushed the hair away from the back of my neck and proceeded to plant kisses along it working her way from one side to the other all the while letting her fingers trail through my thick and curly hair.

Feeling her soft lips against my skin was such a thrill, it only heightened the heat I felt between my legs. Mark and Ethan's hands started pressing into the crack of my ass and occasionally they would pass over my tight little bud teasing me with their delightful and electric touch. I'm not sure who but one of them finally reached between my legs and started to rub his big fingers along the slit of my pussy, my juices quickly coating them as it leaked out of me. It wasn't very long at all until he had me on the verge of an orgasm. My breathing became ragged, my body started to tense up and I was about to cum just before he pulled his hand away. Anything and everything that was touching my body instantly pulled away just leaving me on the edge.

I heard Tonya speak up, "Don't worry, Chrissy. You won't be waiting long. It's time to turn you over."

I pushed myself up off of the table, my eyes a little blurry from the change in position and trying to adjust in the soft, warm, orange light that now filled the room. I turned over sitting on my butt on the table and I got my first good look at Mark and Ethan. Oh, how gorgeous! Mark, I only knew he was Mark because of which side of the table he was standing on, was very tall, had dark hair, a short and neatly trimmed beard and eyes that seemed to pierce right through me despite the lack of light. My eyes trailed down to his bare and muscular upper body, his bulky chest, toned abs, broad shoulders and very muscular arms. I kept traveling down his body with my eyes only to see the side of his hip nearest me. The muscular tone in his thigh very was clear. It was also very clear that he was completely nude but the height and position of the table made it impossible for me to see anything else.

As I finished gazing over Mark, I turned my head to see my other pleasure minstrel Ethan. Much like Mark, he was tall, handsome, very built and very naked! What kind of place did Candy send me to? Tonya walked around from behind me giving me my first look at her and she was absolutely beautiful. Her long blonde hair was braided into a single tail that came down over her shoulder. She was wearing a black corset that was cut into half cups just under her breasts, barely covering the nipples that set atop breasts that looked to be just a bit bigger than mine. I looked down to see the fishnet stockings that came all the way up her thighs stopping just below her ass and crotch. Between her legs, there were what might have been called panties that did very little to cover her pussy, her lips barely noticeable in the low light spreading out over the fabric.

Tonya stepped up to the table and grabbed the back of my head looking deeply into my eyes before pressing her soft lips against mine. Her free hand came up to the side of my face almost like she was trying to stop me from pulling away like there was even a chance of that happening now. Her tongue slid past my lips and caressed mine for a few seconds before pulling away, her teeth biting down on my lower lips and tugging on it as she backed away.