I was enjoying a cool evening with Hayden one good Thursday when he mentioned wanting to visit a spa after what he called a long time.
I gave him a look that made him know I thought he was mad.
“Hayden, what! A spa! For what! I don’t see no titties on you, and damn sure you ain’t got no pussy between your legs! So what the fuck is wrong witcha?” I blurted out, shocked and amused at the same time.
“Boy, you just ain’t knowing. You’re ignorant as fuck. You see, there’s got this particular one, the pleasures they treat you to make you never forget them. They are simply remarkable.”
I smiled back at him. I was under the
impression that there was something he was not telling me yet. There had to be something. I knew Hayden for no fool. Then he took my phone and typed in the address of some spa somewhere on Lagos mainland.
“Goo there for just one treat and thank me later,” Hayden said cockily. I was curious now.
And since I was such a one always seeking new adventures, I thought I’d try the place out, come next day.
When I arrived and stepped into the spa about noon the next day, I was asked which treatment I wanted. I opted for their special which happened to be a massage. I was then led into a room with a massage bed and asked to get off my clothes, lie down and cover my tenders with a towel they gave me.
I did as directed and lay face down, waiting for my massage. A young lady entered the room. I raised my head up to check her out. She was liveried in what I was sure was the massage parlour’s uniform. It was a fitting cotton white dress which betrayed so immodestly her beautiful figure as she inched closer toward me and smiled at me.
“Are you ready for me, sir?” she asked politely. I nodded back, not sure how this was gonna go, and put my head back down into the hole as they use to.
“Might there be any part particularly tense that you would like me to focus on?” she asked.
I shrugged and returned, “no such part really.”
She then began at my feet, rubbing me there. Instantaneously I relaxed as she massaged the bottom of one foot with her soft hands and moved activity from there gradually up to my thigh. Slowly, she kept moving higher and higher, making me wonder how far up she meant to go. She then moved on to my second leg to repeat the process from the foot up.
The delight the soft feel of her hand gave me was so indescribable, so much so my arousal began to nod the head. Many random things ran through my mind this time, one of which was asking her out. It seemed stupid and too forward, I dropped it at once.
Then the masseuse moved to stand where my head was and began massaging me around the shoulders. She was rubbing down toward the small of my back, bending so low that her plump boobs were grazing against my head. I hoped she paid no mind to that, as it exacerbated my arousal and heightened the pleasure.
“You can turn face up now, young sir,” she said, having massaged my back for some time.
I turned around gently, nervous, knowing full well what an embarrassment my erection was to be when she saw it. But I turned around all the same.
“Excuse the embarrassment, masseuse,” I said, clearing my throat to make my excuse.
She grinned wide, discarding my fears. “Oh, nothing for worry. It happens every time.” She went back to my foot. This time, as she massaged me making upward for my upper thighs, my excitement was hitting the roof. Watching her focus pressure on me shoved me to the brink of insanity. She moved up and ventured into my inner thighs.
“Appears to me you are enjoying yourself,” she said, her tone carrying a greater weight of meaning in it than her words did.
I only moaned back in response.
My shapely masseuse moved on to the other leg and went on massaging, fixing her gaze on me as she reached to the inside of my thighs again. She looked again at my erection which shot its huge head from beneath the towel I had on.
“You, my sir, would be the biggest I have seen in a great while,” she acknowledged. I was flattered. She moved her hand up so it was moving ever so gently against my balls.
“Would it be comfortable if I took off your towel?” she asked most seductively.
I nodded excitedly like a child and she did just that, all giggles. She then wrapped her hand around my standing cock, and with her eyes still on me, leaned over to cover it with her mouth.
“Yummy,” she said, taking the first taste of me. Then she took off her uniform and underwear within a tick and climbed on top of me to straddle me, and reaching down with her left hand to hold my cock in place, she lowered down on me and entered me into her pleasure hole.
As I eased into her, she let out a quiet moan and bit her nether lip. Sitting upright, the sweet masseuse began grinding slowly on me and gyrating her hips seductively while slipping my shaft deeper and deeper into her cunt.
She then leaned over to kiss me, her boobs and hard nipples rubbing against my chest. She pulled her hand
out to rub her clit as we fucked and continued until she was shuddering over me and orgasmed heavily on me.
After she climaxed, she disembarked from me. I hadn’t come, so I impulsively was gonna protest, but before I could breathe a word, she took my meat in her mouth and began to lap her sweet juices off me. I roared deep, a prey to her consummate expertise, as she slurped and sucked on my cock.
At length, incapable of taking any more, I emptied my brimmed loins in her mouth and down her throat with a sharp groan, as if speared to the side.
As I exited the establishment, I heard the receptionist say to me, “Hope to see you again, sir.”
I said, “Sure!” and left a newly won customer.
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