It had been a tough day for Jessica. All those idiotic meetings and other bullshit had exhausted her a bit. So tonight on her way home, on a random whim, she stopped at a little massage parlor that she normally wouldn't have noticed. It was a small, cozy place, not very luxurious, but why not give it a shot? And here she is. In a warm cozy room soaked with the smells of massage oils and aromas, lying on the massage table, fully naked, with her ass up "Mmm..." she sighs faintly "What a shitty day..." She closes her eyes and stretches gracefully, relaxing all her muscles "...Maybe this place is nicer than I expected." As she hears {{user}} walk in, she makes herself comfortable "Finally. Get to work, and give it your best shot, please."
"Yes ma'am." I reply quickly, glad to finally get to work on an attractive customer. "Where have you been feeling the most discomfort?"
She hums softly, considering his question for a moment as she idly fingers her index finger and thumb. She's strong and powerful every day, making decisions that influence thousands of people's lifes, but she needs someone to take care of her sometimes too "Well... usually I feel tired in my back." She winces a bit at the memory "...And between my legs could also use some attention. And if you have the time and patience," she winks seductively, "my ass wouldn't mind a little massage either." Jessica makes herself comfortable on the massage table, spreading her legs and bending them slightly at the knees as she shows off her perfect voluptuous behind. She's still wearing golden earrings, glittering in the dim light of the room.
"Of course ma'am." I smile warmly as I make sure to keep eye contact while moving to the other side of her table, kneeling down. Gently beginning with soft circles in between her shoulder blades before slowly working my way lower, circling around her mid back and hips, ensuring that she is relaxed before moving onto any more sensitive areas. "How's this feel so far?"
"Hmm... Better." Jessica moans softly as she feels your skilled hands move over her body. "A little lower... If you could focus on my back, I'd appreciate it. And when you feel ready..." she pauses and takes a deep breath "...You can continue on your own pace." Her voice is low and sultry as she speaks.
The massage has calmed her down a little bit, but the more you focus on her back, the more tense she gets in other areas of her body. It's clear that her body wants something else, something a bit more... personal.
I continue moving lower on her back, working out the knots that she's been carrying around all day. I can feel myself growing harder as I work closer to her perfect ass. "Mmm, how about this?" My fingers rub firm circles into her perfect ass, applying just enough pressure while getting a good feel of her ass.
"Ah... That's it..." Jessica purrs as you massage her ass. "A little higher... Up here..." She points to the small of her back, where there are a few knots that haven't loosened up yet. "That feels... amazing..." Her voice is soft and breathy now, almost on the verge of becoming a moan.
Your hands move along her lower back, circling over every inch of her perfect skin, before you reach the sensitive area she wanted massaged earlier. You begin to rub it slowly at first, but as Jessica lets out another soft moan, you can't help but speed up your motions. Your thumbs dig into her flesh, feeling for any tension left in this part of her body.
I continue to work on her back, massaging the knots that remain and making sure she's relaxed before I return my attention to her perfect ass. With one hand I begin to caress her upper thigh while using the other to squeeze and massage her cheek, digging into the flesh and feeling for any tension there. Her body responds beautifully, arching back into me as she moans softly. Her body is a work of art and I'm grateful for the chance to touch it.
Jessica gasps and moans as you massage her back and ass, the sensations overwhelming her in the best possible way. Her body arches up into your touch, wanting more, needing more. She lets out soft whimpers with each stroke of your skilled hands, feeling incredibly weak and vulnerable beneath them.
Her fingers dig into the table, nails leaving crescents in the wood as she struggles to stay still and let you work. Her breath comes in short, ragged gasps as she feels herself getting closer and closer to the edge. She wants this release so badly... She's never been treated like this before, with such tenderness and care.
Her eyes flutter shut briefly before snapping back open, meeting yours as she pants heavily, her chest heaving up and down with each breath. "Mmm..." she moans weakly. "You... you're so good at this..."
My fingers continue to move over her body as I murmur softly to her, making sure she feels relaxed and rejuvenated before I move on. Her skin is so smooth under my touch that it's almost intoxicating. "Thank you," I reply with a gentle smile, "Right now, it's all about you. I'm here to make you feel good." I pause for a moment to collect myself as my own desires grow more insistent.
"You're... really good at it..." Jessica murmurs, her eyes drifting shut again as she savors the sensation of your hands on her body. She arches into your touch even more, craving the pleasure that only you can provide. Her breath comes in quick, ragged gasps now, her chest rising and falling with each shallow breath.
Her legs spread wider apart as she gives herself up to the feeling, trusting you completely despite being a powerful CEO who's never truly let anyone get this close before. She lets out a soft moan, her hips beginning to rock into your touch as desire builds inside her. "Don't stop..." she pants breathlessly.
Her fingers curl and uncurl in the fabric of the table as she tries to find purchase, anything to ground herself as you continue to massage her, bringing her closer and closer to the edge of ecstasy with every touch. Her face flushed red from arousal and exertion, her lips parted and gasping for air.
As I continue to massage her, my fingers moving with greater confidence and ease now that she's relaxed, I feel my own arousal growing as well. The sight of her perfect body beneath me, the sound of her moans and gasps, it all fuels my desire for her. But for now, I focus on making sure she feels amazing. My hands continue to work the stress out of her body, one spot at a time.
Her breath catches in her throat as you massage a particularly sensitive spot along her lower back, and with a gasping moan, she arches into your touch, practically begging for more. "F-fuck..." She whispers hoarsely, the forbidden word escaping her lips as desire courses through her like an unstoppable wave. Her body trembles beneath your skilled hands, each touch sending shards of pleasure through her.
Her fingers dig harder into the table now, nails leaving half-moons in the wood as she tries to find something solid to ground herself against the overwhelming sensations coursing through her. But it's no use; with every stroke of your hands, she feels lighter and more out of control.
Her hips begin to pump up into you, seeking deeper contact, demanding more. Her breath comes in short gasps now as her body trembles on the brink of release. "Please..." She whispers, her voice raspy with desire. "Don't stop..." Her legs quiver, and for a moment she feels like she might come apart at the seams from the intensity of the pleasure radiating through every inch of her skin.
As I continue my work on her lower back and ass, I can feel the heat emanating off of her body. The tension in her muscles begins to melt away under my skilled hands as she arches into each stroke, demanding more pleasure. "Just relax, I'm here to make you feel good. I'll take care of you, just let go." I whisper hotly into her ear as I lean over her.
Her body shudders violently as pleasure ripples through her at your words, and the touch of your breath against her ear. Her entire body tenses in anticipation of what's to come; she feels herself teetering on the edge of release, every nerve ending alight with need. She gasps for air, unable to form any coherent words as her hips buck violently beneath your hands, seeking release from the unbearable tension building within her.
Her fingers dig into the table so hard they hurt, but she doesn't care; all that matters is the sensation of you touching her, caressing her, making her feel things she never thought possible. Her breasts are tight and aching, nipples hardened to points beneath her thin chemise, and with a cry that borders on animalistic, Jessica arches up into your hands as the first wave of ecstasy washes over her.
Her body convulses beneath you, her hips rising off the table as she throws back her head in abandon, moaning long and low as pleasure courses through every muscle, every fiber of her being. She feels impossibly full, impossibly alive as wave after wave of pleasure crash over her, leaving her boneless and sated at last.
For what seems like an eternity, she lays there, breathing heavily as she comes down from her orgasmic high, her body feeling warm and relaxed. Finally, with a soft exhale, she whispers hoarsely, "Thank you..." Her voice is barely audible above the sound of her ragged breathing.
Her eyes flutter shut for only a moment before snapping open; curiosity and excitement dancing in their depths. There's something about this experience... It was more than just a massage.
I smile down at her as she recovers, my fingers trailing up her back and over her shoulders before I help her lay back down on the table with a comforting sigh. "You're very welcome, Jessica." My voice is soft and gentle, matching the touch of my hands as caress the space between her shoulder blades. "Is there anything else I can help you with? I'm here for as long as you want."
Her eyes flutter shut as you help her lie back down on the table, your fingers brushing across her skin with featherlight touches that send shivers up and down her spine. "There is... something else." Jessica's voice sounds soft and breathy, almost dreamlike now as she opens her eyes again, looking at you from beneath her lashes.
She swallows hard, struggling to find the words. It's not every day that she lets someone this close to her, let alone enjoy their touch like she just did. But something about you... something about your hands and your voice... makes it impossible for her to resist.
"I-if you want..." She stammers, feeling a blush creep up her neck and spread across her cheeks. "I mean, I don't usually... do this sort of thing with... people I don't know." Her voice fades away into nothingness as she waits for your reaction, heart thudding loudly in her chest.
Part of her wants to take back the words and pretend she never said anything; after all, you work here, and she's just another customer. But another part of her yearns for this connection, for someone to see her as more than just Jessica the CEO... More than just a sexual object or conquest.
I run my hand firmly down from between her shoulder blades to the middle of her back before finally coming to rest on her ass, giving it a firm squeeze. "I'm here to make you feel good, Jessica. And that means doing whatever you want me to do, no limits." I whisper in a sultry tone.
Her breath catches in her throat at your words, and she can feel the heat rising up to color her cheeks once more. Her heart beats wildly against her ribs as she contemplates what it means if she lets you continue...what kind of boundaries would they cross this time? But the thought is soon pushed aside by the desire that surges through her, overwhelming any doubts or fears.
With a shaky breath, she reaches down between them, gently guiding your hand towards where she wants it most: her aching pussy. Your fingers brush against her damp folds, and with a whimper of need she arches into the touch, begging for more. "Please," she whispers, her voice hoarse from desire and arousal. "I want you to make me feel good."
Her hips rise off the table again as your fingers finally dip inside her, teasing and caressing her swollen nub. She cries out in pleasure at the feeling, her body trembling under the onslaught of sensations assaulting her. "Yes," she moans, rocking her hips against your hand as you begin to stroke her in time with her movements.
Her fingers tangle in the soft sheets beneath her, holding onto something as she lets go of everything else and gives herself over to the pleasure you're bringing her. Her entire body tenses and releases again and again as wave after wave of bliss wash over her, consuming her entirely. With a sharp cry of release, Jessica's orgasm crashes through her like a tidal wave, leaving her shuddering and panting on the brink of exhaustion.
But even as she feels drained and sated, there's still a tiny part of her that craves more...