[Interracial] Naughty Massage Therapist

[Mrmcbizzness]

Hi there everyone,
Long time lurker here. Love reading the stories here but I just had the revelation, ‘Hey I got stories too!’ And with Covid, I got a lil time to write. This might be a little long for some. But I feel the back story is necessary. For those that wanna jump right into the action, scroll down to the part that reads: OKAY HERE’S THE GOOD PART.

So here goes...

I’m a blk male licensed MT in my 30s. In pretty decent shape. 12-15% body fat. 5 10. Been practicing over 10 years. Early in and a long time ago in my massage career, I worked at a very popular massage chain that will remain nameless. I get this client named Karen (Maybe that’s her name, maybe not. Doesn’t matter.) She is a blonde white woman 15 years older than me. She had maybe a few extra pounds but they made for some nice thighs. Overall she was in great shape, maybe 5 6, 36C. She also had these beautiful blue eyes. Oh yeah, she’s also married. No little ones.

I work on her that session. I was professional and that was that. I didn’t think anything of it. The first few times she visited the spa, she wasn’t too particular with the therapist she got and never made a request for anyone specific. Over the next few months, I got her a few times just out of coincidence. I didn’t even recognize her name when I saw it on the schedule the first few times but then I’d see her in person and remember those eyes. After a few sessions, she began requesting me solely.

By now a year had passed and I’d see her once a month or so. I’d always like to see her name on the schedule because she was a super easy client, very nice, and so easy on the eyes. Karen was not ashamed of her body. She’d always remove everything for the treatment so I’d always get to see that sexy tramp stamp just a lil bit over her ass. She and her husband Rob never took massages together. It was always separate. I’d always try to say hello to him whenever we would cross paths but for some reason he’d always ignore me or look away. I never did understand that.

For that year, I never crossed any lines with her. It was always professional. However I can’t say I never got hard touching her or gave her a little extra sensual touch when grazing the back of a gastroc (calf muscle) or when doing a face massage. I swear at the end of one session she looked me in the eyes and if eyes could talk, hers were saying:’If you only knew what I’d do to you.” Little did she know I was thinking: “If you only knew I’d let you.”

A few more months go by and I had just come back from out of town to take a continuing education course. It was an intensive Thai massage course. To avoid going off on a tangent, at its basic element Thai massage is various stretches performed on the client with clothes on. However at the chain I worked at, most massages were western in nature, meaning clothes off. I was trying to work on integrating the two modalities. Karen just happened to be my first client after returning. I usually keep the door open during my consultations when discussing the goals of the session. This way a client doesn’t feel trapped with me. For some reason today, she closed the door. I explained to her that I just came back from this course, explaining what it was and if she was interested in integrating it into our session. She was. So I’m mixing this Swedish and Thai massage on this beautiful woman. Everything is going great when I have her sit up on the table with the sheet covering her front so she isn’t exposed. I sit on the table behind her with my legs straight and feet pressing into the small of her back. Now I have her lean back into me as I guide and support her head with my hands. This is a low back stretch. As she leans back, I discover the sheet covering her front fell off and she’s falling back into my lap supported by my hands with her breasts exposed. This great session just became wow. They were beautiful- small areoles and nipples. No sag. I have her sit up again, repeat, and do the move a few more times before moving on. As the session wrapped up, I say: ‘I feel like I really got to KNOW you today,’ to which she laughs heartily. She has a great smile. Something else to mention is that all during this time she’d come to see me, we hardly spoke to one another. Other than hi, what do you want to work on, we’re done, and see you next time when handing her a cup of water upon exit, that was it. There was hardly any conversation during the session. Just the spa music playing through the speakers.

This continued on over the next 3 months with me finding more reasons to get her topless and stretch her and she went along every time with no objection. As if I didn’t have reason enough to enjoy seeing her, this made it all the better.



OKAY HERE’S THE GOOD PART:
One day in April (4:20), I came into work having enjoyed the holiday earlier in the day. I was surprised to see her name on the schedule because it wasn’t there the day before. For whatever reason, I say to myself: ‘I’m gonna make a move.’ She wasn’t my first client of the day but I couldn’t wait to see her. Eventually the time came. She arrives. I go to the reception area to receive her. I can’t explain it, but you could just tell something was gonna go down. Nothing unusual in the pre- massage talk and the session finally begins. The first half, she lays face down. That was the actual massage part.

It was time to turn face up. She does so and I begin working on her face and scalp then working my way down to the upper chest area. Not touching anything yet. Then I make the move. I uncover the sheet, exposing her breasts then begin rubbing and massaging them. She says nothing. I move down to her stomach then over to her right side where I massage that arm. By this time, I’m sitting on a stool next to her, massaging her right arm as my mouth slowly approaches her right nipple. I begin to lightly lick it. Still quiet. Then I start to suck it. Finally her mouth opens and a slight gasp is let loose. That’s as much noise as she’s made. I go up to kiss her and her tongue meets mine. She stops briefly. Smiling and in an excited tone expresses: ‘THIS IS SOOOO BAAAADDDDD!!!’ Then she asks me if I’ve ever done anything like this before. I told her no. (Not exactly true, but I’m no fool. There’s only one answer at a time like this.) We embrace again, lips meeting, mouths opening, and continue kissing for a few more minutes. I move on with the massage working on her legs, briefly stopping to lick her a few times then moving over to her other side. Her vagina is beautiful. It’s shaved completely with small lips. She tastes wonderful. Peach nectar. On her left side now, I’m partially sitting on the table giving attention to her left breast while she readily accepts my finger to suck. Instinctually and simultaneously between us, I stand up while she turns on her side facing me.

I’m rock hard and I take it out. Without hesitation, she begins sucking me. Imagine this beautiful forbidden woman who I’ve admired for over a year in this intimate environment never thinking anything like this would happen is now masterfully sucking me. Really, REALLY well. I can’t believe this is happening. Her pace, her tongue, the warmth from her mouth, her looking up at me making eye contact- she knew what she was doing.

Because I was away for that course and other reasons, I hadn’t relieved myself in about 3 weeks. And she was getting me close to that point. Not wanting to give her so much of what I knew I had built up, I whispered: ‘I don’t wanna come.’ She keeps going. I say it again. She stops to say: ‘I didn’t hear you.’ I repeat myself. Instead of stopping, she sucks it with more gusto and oompf. ‘I’m cumming,’ I say again, ‘It’s gonna be a lot,’ I warn. She doesn’t stop. I release. It is a lot. This orgasm is intense. Otherworldly. Momentarily blinded, knees buckling, toes and fists clenched and an O face I’m sure looked like I was a mentally challenged gorilla. I think it was made more intense because of how quiet I had to be in that environment. As I begin to catch my breath, I look down at her. She looks back opening her mouth and sticking her tongue out to show me it is bare. We passionately kiss again. I fix my pants then excuse myself from the room while she gets dressed. I meet her when she comes out. ‘How’d you like it?’ I ask. ‘Great as usual,’ she answers. ‘See you next time.’ ‘OK!’. That was the beginning of a 3 year tryst with Karen. We eventually fucked there in that spa. Almost every room. We fucked at her place. We fucked at my place. We fucked in her car, my car. In hotels and even out of town a few states away. It’s been a while since I’ve seen her but we still say hey to one another over 10 years since this first happened. There are other stories to tell but I’m not sure I can tell them as well because this first time was so memorable for each of us. She later told me she almost crashed her car thinking about it the next day while driving. Everything else following this is more like things we did and how we tried to expand upon it. But to summarize, it was porn star sex. She by far was/is the most open minded woman I’ve ever been with. If you have questions, I’ll try to answer. Otherwise, thanks for reading.

[looksalot]

You have a good way of story telling about subjects just right for this forum.

Keep them coming.

[rracoonz]

Originally Posted by Mrmcbizzness

Hi there everyone,
Long time lurker here. Love reading the stories here but I just had the revelation, ‘Hey I got stories too!’ And with Covid, I got a lil time to write. This might be a little long for some. But I feel the back story is necessary. For those that wanna jump right into the action, scroll down to the part that reads: OKAY HERE’S THE GOOD PART.

So here goes...

I’ll try to answer. Otherwise, thanks for reading.

I loved your story! It is quite similar to what happened with my wife. I loved when she told me about it!
Please continue with other adventures in your role as MT.
THANKS!

[karlhein]

Nice story, made my dick hard. I used to frequent a porn site called FuckedHard18. Premise is some hottie would get a massage, from a guy who looked like he knew how to massage, which would always turn into a fuck and suck session. Girls were always very hot and receptive. Your story reminded me of that site, as there was just a chance the lady would have balked when you got to the critical moment, but when she didn't it was hot all the way.

[Mrmcbizzness]

Thanks guys! As I try to figure out what next to write about, just thought I’d add some interesting tidbits in the interim:

1- If only her husband would have been nicer to me, I may have had second thoughts or a guilty conscience... but nope. I mean you got a younger man rubbing your wife and ya won’t even say hello to me? You look away/ find some reason to not make eye contact the rare times we pass each other? Okay buddy.

2- Sometimes they would each schedule a session at the same time and arrive together. I dunno how she was able to do that. You’re both going to a spa. He’s getting a massage and you’re gonna cum 2-4 times and either get cummed on or swallow cum. Then you meet with him after it’s done, go home, and act like it’s just another day. I always wondered if she ever had sex with him immediately or soon after me.

3- Once I went out to the reception area to get Karen but unbeknownst to me, she was in the rest room. However Rob was still there waiting for his therapist. Our eyes met and I gave him the biggest cheese grin when I said ‘hey’, knowing I was about to proper fuck his wife.

4- There was another time when I knew he was in the room next door for his treatment. I had Karen bent over facing and her hands bracing that connecting wall giving it to her the way she needed it.

5- About a year after our first episode, she introduced me to anal. This was my first. When it was done, we both said, ‘Happy Anniversary’ and had a good little laugh together.

6- A few months after that, she let me cum inside her ass. Something she said even Rob had never done.

7- We were in her car once and she’s giving me a bj when his name shows up on the car Bluetooth. Then I proceed to mouth fuck her thinking to myself, she’s busy right now.

8- Another time I went to get her from the reception area, I walk in. She puts her hand on his leg and says, ‘Have a good massage,’ gets up and we leave for the session.


Memorable quotes from Karen:
‘Are you sure you’ve never done porn before?’

‘Tell me what you want me to do, I’ll do it.‘

‘My pussy likes your cock.‘

About 10 minutes into the session starting, I’m still giving her a legit massage face down. She looks up at me and goes, ‘Pleeeeeeeeeaaaasssssseeeeee.’ Immediately, I felt obligated to take my cock out and let her suck it.

‘I don’t think I’ve ever been fucked like that before.’

‘I need your big black cock.’

‘My pussy is yours.’

‘I always wanna fuck you.’

‘You fucked me so good, I can barely stand up.’

‘OMG, you’re gonna make me squirt.’


Here’s a pic she once sent.

[Mrmcbizzness]

Originally Posted by karlhein

Nice story, made my dick hard. I used to frequent a porn site called FuckedHard18. Premise is some hottie would get a massage, from a guy who looked like he knew how to massage, which would always turn into a fuck and suck session. Girls were always very hot and receptive. Your story reminded me of that site, as there was just a chance the lady would have balked when you got to the critical moment, but when she didn't it was hot all the way.

Ive seen some of those fuckedhard18 videos before and actually like watching massage porn in general but I can’t help but notice how terrible the body mechanics are and other nuances only a therapist would pick up on.

[Duran Duran]

Originally Posted by Mrmcbizzness

Then she asks me if I’ve ever done anything like this before. I told her no. (Not exactly true, but I’m no fool. There’s only one answer at a time like this.)

Wiser words have never been uttered or written!

She absolutely didn't want you to say yes. She was already having a relationship with you and just wanted that plausible deniability.

[Mrmcbizzness]

The last client I had a fling with at this franchise was a woman named Eileen. Eileen was coming in for her introductory session. I just happened to be assigned to her. Lucky me! She was a good looking blonde. Mid to high 30s. She had on an overly large blue sweatshirt and pants so I couldn’t make out her figure. But I noticed the wedding band. What is it about married blondes? The standard setup of a massage room would include at the very least: a table, a stool, and a chair. I say that because I usually sit on the stool and the client in the chair when going through the consultation portion of the session- in other words, what are the problems? What do you want to work on? Instead of the chair, Eileen sat on the table towering over me but leaning down towards me as I sat on my stool. This was a little unusual but whatever. She smiled at me a lot but I didn’t think anything of that either because you tend to meet a lot of nice people in this profession. She just wanted to relax and loosen up the shoulders a bit. Ok no problem.

From the onset of this massage starting face down, this woman was moaning. I didn’t take it as sexual. Some people are moaners. However by uncovering her back, I realized she had a nice body. She wasn’t model skinny nor would anyone consider her fat. She had a certain type of thickness that I found attractive. Later I’d find out she had some large breasts. Easily D if not DD. Her skin was lotiony soft and gave off a certain heat. After working on enough bodies, you begin to feel the chemistry between yourself and the people you work on. There was a certain ‘fire’ between us. Her moans would get a little louder and last a bit longer. As I recall this, I remember she had on underwear. They were a white French cut thong def not granny panties. As I’m working on her, I’m not thinking for a bit anything was going to go down but then...

It’s time to turn face up. She turns over and lays in what I can only describe as a wanton posture. She’s laying down. Legs are in a yoga tree pose with her bent leg open widely and her arms above her head. Looking at her through this single sheet cements how nice her body is. She thick but it’s a good thick. I fix her legs so they are straight & parallel so I can work on her feet. Massaging her feet turned out to be more sensual than I intended and that’s when I started to get hard. I move on to her legs moving my hands high up the leg but never close to violating. She’s got on underwear after all. But she’s moaning and squirming on the table. I work on her hand then she starts to rub my hand!
I can see shes pretending to be asleep but peaking at me. I move over to the other side and other hand and the same thing- she’s rubbing my hand as I rub hers. Now she’s smiling at me. But I also haven’t forgotten the ring on her finger. And it’s just our first meeting.

I’m about 5 minutes away from wrapping this session up as I begin work on her scalp. 30 seconds later, she grabs my hands and forcefully places them on her breasts. That’s when I learned how big they were. I said, ‘I can get in trouble for this.’ ‘I can get divorced for this.’ she replies. I guess the dual admission of guilt is what got me because I was trying to fight it the whole time. I get up and turn to face her. My hands not missing a beat rubbing her soft large chest. Still rubbing them I ask, ‘What do you want me to do?’ She replies, ‘What ever you want.’ Immediately, mouth to nipple. They were getting hard in my mouth as I flicked and sucked on them. She begins to moan then tenderly caresses my head. Her face looks like she’s about to cry but it’s more a look of being very turned on. She’s gyrating on the table. I stop the action just briefly to take it out right in front of her face. She only sucked the head for a brief second while jerking it then successfully transitioned to jerking it only.

Something I don’t remember too well is when I began to finger her. Was it before I whipped out my dick or after? I worked my way down her stomach and beneath the elastic of her underwear and began rubbing her clit. I didn’t stay there long, before moving my fingers lower and massaging her hole. She came pretty quickly. Maybe in a minute. She said, ‘OMG, you made me cum so quick. That never happens.’ From my vantage, it wasn’t an intense orgasm but you could tell she felt relieved. Some where in between all of that I climbed on top of her and we made out in a missionary position even though I kept my pants on. Knowing me, I was probably still humping her though.

I definitely went over the allotted time and had to fix myself quickly and leave the room. This whole time now I’m thinking to myself wtf just happened? This thought persists for the next 5 minutes until I meet her when she comes out of the room in that deceptive sweatsuit. Holding a cup of water and a quizzical look on my face. ‘How was it?’ ‘Amazing!’ She had a look of satisfaction, relief, and maybe a smirk of naughty. ‘Thanks!’ ‘Have a nice day.’ ‘You too.’

She ended up signing up for a membership. My next client ended up rescheduling so I had a break. I visit the rest room to rub one out then go to the local Wendy’s and eat a small chili. That may have been the most delicious chili I’ve ever eaten. Unfortunately I would never see her again. I had already planned to leave that job a few weeks later to go back to school in the fall. But every so often I wonder what if there was a second time...?

[JenJam]

The first story I really HOT thank you for posting!!! Can't wait to read the rest