New Game in Town Ch. 03

[ This story series is written from a male Point-of-View about my husband's recent experience with a massage therapist. It will be a series because much has happened between them (and me) since they met, so future encounters with them will be described in subsequent chapters. I just hope I can keep up with the horny buggers. I will also use a third-person narrative style to expand my writing repertoire.

Warning: If you dislike reading about sexually aggressive women, this chapter might not be for you.

New Game in Town Ch.03 - Jack gets fucked in the end.

© SandraMustard 2014 ]

Jack admired the new sign on the building facade; "Moon Beams Spa" had a dreamy ring to it. The sign included a moon image with white rays shining down on the word 'Spa'. Walking through the door into the softly lit waiting room, a floral bouquet caressed his nose as if he had entered a flower shop. He approached the counter to check in. Behind the half-wall, a young woman sat in a chair with a computer and phone on the business desk in front of her. The bright yellow bikini she wore was visible under her semi-transparent beach cover-up with the spa logo above her right breast.

"Can I help you?"

"I'm Jack. I have a three o'clock appointment."

"Oh, you're Jack!" She sounded like she was meeting a movie star and it made his dick twitch. When she rolled back in her chair, his eyes were drawn to the yellow beacon of her crotch. She came out from behind the wall to take him by the arm toward the hall. "I'm Barbie. Cindy is finishing up a client that arrived late. She asked me to get you started." Jack immediately decided he wouldn't mind if she finished him too.

Her bouncy demeanor and lithesome body mesmerized Jack. He detected a vanilla scent from her, more likely from hair rinse than perfume. The soft touch of her hands and her breast rubbing his arm as they walked foretold of delights to come. They turned into the second room and she closed the door behind them. She directed him to a butlers chair and wardrobe closet with instructions to undress. She turned to another wardrobe closet, selected a terry-cloth robe from an array of different sizes, and laid it on table.

Jack had hesitated. Most masseuses leave the room while the customer undresses. Barbie noticed he hadn't started so she spoke. "Aw, are you shy, sweetie? I can leave the room but I'm going to give you a table shower so there's nothing I won't see in a few minutes."

His experiences with table showers were in Asian massage parlors where naked customers were washed from head to toe. It excited Jack to know she would bathe him. Cindy certainly was a passionate woman, but Barbie was a fox who gave off vibes that she wanted to fuck. While he took his clothes off, Barbie turned a knob next to the light switch and soft violin music filled the room. She turned on a waterfall device that made gurgling and trickling noises. Lastly, she put two oil bottles in a warmer and lit a scented candle that quickly added the smell of vanilla to the prevailing floral atmosphere.

Because he always went commando, he only had to remove two items, yet she was waiting as he hung his shorts on a hook. With his back to her, his hand did a fluff test to see if his penis needed stimulation to come out of its shell. He was pleased to discover he was hanging at two-thirds full size. Anticipation and the sexy young woman waiting to see his cock were strong medicines.

He was right about her. As soon as he turned around, her eyes went right to his cock. She bent over, inspecting his groin from inches away. "You removed your pubic hair. Do you shave or get waxed?"

Jack could feel her breath on his penis as she talked. He strained to respond, "Waxed."

She drew two fingers across his pubic mound until she pushed his penis aside. "Smooooth," she cooed. Grabbing his penis helmet claw-like around the ridge with her fingers and thumb, she pulled it up. A finger from her other hand rubbed the skin on the base of his shaft. "Somebody did a great job. Who does you?"

"A woman at a nail salon."

She didn't seem to pay attention to his answer. "I like a hairless man when I'm sucking his cock. It's so sexy, I could do it for hours."

He figured he wouldn't last five minutes in her mouth. He felt his cock skin stretching; a rare reactionary erection was building.

She stood up, close and personal. "You can come here for waxing. We have that on our service list. Actually, I'm the only one who does it so far but Cindy says she's gonna get certified. Look, I do my own." With that, she lifted her cover-up and pulled her bikini bottom down to show her hairless mons and labia.

Reacting quickly, Jack bent over to inspect her closely. He slid a finger across her mons to press on her clit. Barbie mewed softly and tilted her hips backward, pressing her vulva forward. Dampness was evident. "I'd like to bury my tongue in you until you pass out."

"Promises, promises. Now, let's get you a shower. Wear this robe. We can't have you walking the hall naked with another customer here." She helped him don the robe and led him to a room at the end of the hall.

The entire room was designed as a large shower; ceramic tile covered the walls and floor. Against one wall was an eight-foot long pedestal table. The ceiling was painted black to resemble the night sky, little dots of white representing stars. On the ceiling directly over the table was a domed light fixture covered in a translucent decal of the moon. The soft white glow coming from inside it cast the only light in the room.

Barbie hung both of their robes on pegs. She announced, "This may sound strange, wearing a bathing suit and all, but I'm going to take it off so it doesn't get wet. Working all day in a wet suit would be chilling." Jack had no objections to her getting naked with him. He did get a projection when he saw her firm young titties and toned body.

Barbie sprayed down the pad on the table with warm water before Jack climbed on it. Starting facedown, she used a scrubbing mitt and a bare hand to wash every inch of him. Her naked fingers made sure his anus was clean, inside and out. After being rinsed off, he used the grab-bar on the wall to turn over on the slippery pad. Now he had the pleasure of seeing her naked body as she worked. She didn't object when he reached out to grope her swaying boob and tug her firm nipple but she moved so much, he couldn't reach her most of the time.

When she leaned over him to wash his opposite arm, she let her boob rest on his face. He seized her nipple with his lips and sucked it in where his tongue could push it around. His hand reached behind her, traveling up her legs to her sex. A probing finger found her well lubed. His finger remained in her vagina as she turned to wash his torso down to his crotch. Washing his cock was almost a handjob and he was fully erect when she finished. Jack lusted for the young woman who excited him, proud to get wood in front of her.

Barbie dried him off with an extra-plush towel. Seeing her squatting naked in front of him kept him hard. When she was done, she looked at his cock sticking straight out. "You flatter me, sweetie."

"Why's that?"

"We keep notes on our clients so we all can provide the best treatments. I know you have some problems but you're reacting well to me." She held his cock with her fingertips and put her lips to his glans as if she would play his penis like a piccolo. When her lips opened and started to slide over him, she placed her hands on his butt. She inched him into her mouth so slowly, it took ten seconds to complete the insertion.

Jack felt his cock slide deliciously into her warm wetness. He felt her tongue caressing him as he slid across it and into her throat. She held him there for a long moment, pulling firmly on his ass, pushing her chin against his balls and her nose into his flesh; then she extracted his cock with the same deliberate movement. She deep throated him three times at the tantalizing snail pace until he felt his excitement begin to boil inside his loins. Sensing his eruption was imminent, she avoided the happy beginning by standing up.

"You are sexy-smooth, sweetie. I'd love to taste your cum but Cindy has specific plans for you today."

She helped him into his robe before she dried herself and dressed. As they returned to the massage room, Jack noted that the door to the first room was open now and he heard two female voices coming from the front counter area. After disrobing, he climbed onto the table face down. Barbie covered him with the drape and left the room.

Cindy's bubbly greeting announced her entry into the room. "Hiya, Darlin'!"

Jack raised his head to see her approach the table clad in the standard spa attire, a yellow bikini. He also noticed Barbie hanging her cover-up on a peg. "Give me some sugar," Cindy commanded and they slurped a long tongue kiss. "Barbie tells me you are having a good day. I have a special treatment planned for you. How would you like a four-hand massage?"

Jack felt his loins tingle at the prospect. "I'm up for that!"

"Well, we'll see how up you get and adjust accordingly. I'm going to blindfold you. If your brain is deprived of visual information, it will heighten your other senses."

Barbie brought over a silky black sleep-blindfold and slipped it on. After adjusting the strap around his head, her hands slid to his face and turned it upward. Her soft lips brushed his and her tongue darted into his mouth. When she finally pulled away, she murmured, "Cindy said your kisses are hot. She didn't exaggerate."

Jack noticed the oil they used had a vanilla scent as well and commented on it. "I notice the candle and oil smell like vanilla. It's my favorite."

"Yes, I know," Cindy responded, "Now, hush and let your body relax."

He wanted to ask how she knew but obeyed her directive. The four-hand massage was sublime. Following the same routine as his first massage, each woman worked one side of each area. Both plied his muscle tissue, both fingered his anus and teased his balls. The draping practice was the same as before as well, so Jack knew what to expect. He kept his hands off the women until the end. The front side massage also followed the edging script. He knew when to reach his hands out to them and found both were naked. Both were dripping wet, too, as he managed to finger two women at the same time. His mind focused on the intimate contact with both women, making him fully aroused by the time four hands were stroking his cock and kneading his testicles. He wanted to hold back, to last until he received some oral stimulation, but felt the stirring that threatened to grow beyond his control. Maybe they sensed his precarious condition because all tactile contact stopped suddenly.

Cindy whispered in his ear. "Darling, you are so hard. I'd love to feel you inside me. Do you want to fuck me?"

"Yessss," Jack hissed.

"Are you up for a threesome? Have you ever had it in your ass?"

Fear struck his heart. "God, no! I'm not gay!"

"Calm down, honey. There's just us girls here. I'm talking about us using a strap-on. You seemed to enjoy my finger. The strap-on is pretty slim. We'll use lots of lube and be gentle. A lot of straight men like it knowing they're giving in to a woman. Do you trust me?"

Jack hesitated. "Maybe... But if I say stop, that means right then. And I'm not wearing this blindfold."

"The blindfold is important to the feeling of submitting. Here's what we'll do. We'll let you feel the dildo so you know its size. Then you can reach around and feel it again before it goes in so you know we're not switching anything on you. Okay?"

Barbie spoke in his other ear. "Oh please let me fuck you. I'll let you do anything to me if you do."

Her soft pleading melted his anxiety and he gave his approval. They helped him off the table and guided him stand at the foot. He heard Cindy get on the table and maneuver close to the end in front of him. She took his hand and placed it on her pussy so he could identify her position. Her legs were spread. His fingers combed through her trimmed bush and slid into her wet canal.

He heard Barbie close a drawer and approach his side. She guided his hand to the device. He felt the elastic bands that reminded him of an athletic cup holder. His fingers explored the penis-shaped plastic dildo attached to it. He could tell it was short and slender. There was a brief pause and then one of them was putting a condom on him.

When he was covered, Barbie helped move him close to the table and Cindy guided his cock into her vagina. He couldn't feel wetness at all and only slight warmth, but her sex had already begun wonderful contractions around his hard cock. He heard Barbie rustling behind him as she put on the device. She again took his hand and placed in on the dildo that touched his ass. He felt the rigid plastic, now covered in a gel that felt warm to the touch. Together, their hands lined up the dildo and she pushed forward.

The gel warmed his sphincter and the pressure was gentle but persistent. With a plop, the head slid in. Jack fought urges to squeeze it back out. The warming spread inside him and the plastic cock pushed deeper. He felt as if he needed to move his bowels; with his sphincter forced open, he feared he would defecate on her. He knew it was fully in his ass when the straps pressed against his cheeks.

Barbie pushed him forward, deeper into Cindy. They began to work on double fucking thrusts but it wasn't rhythmic. They went slow, seeking to anticipate each other's movements. Either it was a difficult activity to coordinate or Barbie wasn't very experienced. Jack decided to concentrate on fucking Cindy and let Barbie adapt to him. It began to work.

Feeling his cock slide into the woman below him built up the familiar sexual pleasures he enjoyed so much. The dildo slipping through his anus and its bumping into his prostate created a new set of exciting sensations. His cock plunged powerfully into Cindy. She began to moan and whimper, begging him to fuck harder, praising his power, describing how his hard cock felt and the pleasure it was giving her.

Barbie began to pump his ass harder. She made strange cries and noises. Her hands were on his hips, pulling on him for leverage so she could slam into him with a smack. The burning excitement inside him rose feverishly.

Soft lips pressed on his mouth; a gentle hand tickled his man-nipples; another hand guided his hand to a hairless vulva. What the fuck? Somebody was next to him kissing him, obviously female and probably Barbie. So who was fucking his ass? He knew it was a dildo when it went in, not a man's penis, and it never came out. So, who was wearing it? Who else was there?

Jack pulled away from the kiss. "Who the hell..." His hand reached for the blindfold but somebody grabbed his arms.

Barbie assured him, "Jack! Don't worry. It's your wife. She's behind you." She led his hand to the soft breasts that continued to flop as Sandy butt-fucked her husband.

Sandy cried, "Woody, I hope you're not upset. I've always wanted to do this. I love you, sweetheart. Let's make this a moment we'll never forget. I'm almost there..."

Jack recognized that his wife had merely turned the tables on him. When she had finally used her hall pass to have sex with another man, a masseur in fact, Jack made secret arrangements with the masseur. He showed up on the scene of one of their massage-with-sex encounters. Jack had a desire to see his wife enjoying her freedom and it led to him joining them in a threesome.

Sandy had obviously arranged with Cindy to be involved in his first experience with another woman. Cindy's experience with strap-on sex allowed Sandy to explore her female domination fantasy. Barbie's participation facilitated Jack's willingness to submit and his wife's substitute involvement before discovery.

Orgasmic fires took over. Cindy was shuddering under him, her vagina squeezing his cock. His wife was savagely taking his backside. Barbie was dancing and writhing on his hand. A quartet of voices cried out in harmonious passion.