The Real Need For a Massage

April the 13th 2007 "So tell me, Lady Sonia, how you got my name," asked Sergio while he was in the process of setting up his massage table. "I got it from Megan, Megan Arthur;” I said, “you come very highly recommended" "Well, I'll thank Megan next time I see my," Sergio replied smoothly, as he finished snapping the last table leg into place, "now tell me, what kind of trouble are you experiencing?" "Oh, it's my back mostly," I replied, "I have a lot of stiffness in the morning when I try to bend over." "Mmm, I see," he replied thoughtfully, "I'm pretty sure we can help you with that, so if you would please disrobe and climb up on the table we can get started." I knew that I would be removing my clothing, but when it finally came down to it, I couldn't help but be a little bit embarrassed by it all, so I shyly turned my back to Sergio and slipped out of my dress, panties and bra. After I was safely on the table, Sergio covered me from the waist down and gently began manipulating the muscles in my shoulders. "You have a lot of tenseness there," the young man said softly while kneading my deltoids, "I should think that with a couple sessions a week we should be able to get you up back to speed." The strong soothing hands felt wonderful on my body, so when Sergio squirted warm oil into the small of my back, I just sighed and waited for him to continue. He worked in silence for the next ten minutes, with just the soothing lilt of Brahms that I had playing in the background. Then he asked softly, "Is this where you're having your stiffness," while he worked on the area just above my waistline. As his fingers pressed firmly into my lower spine, I flinched a little as a small stab of pain shot through my lower back, but almost immediately the pain was replaced by a nice soothing warm sensation that seemed to radiate all around the painful area. "Oh my," I sighed, "that feels so nice. My back hasn't felt this good in years." He kept the pressure on, working his way around in little circles, until I felt him slide the sheet down below my bottom as he began to work lower. When Sergio exposed my naked ass, I was too relaxed by then to care. I was tensed up when his hands had begun to work their magic, but after a few minutes I began to relax and enjoy the sensation of having a very handsome young man feeling up my ass. "Madame has a very nice body," he offered while continuing the massage, "very trim and very nicely proportioned." I felt a shiver run through me as his hands worked their way into the crack of my ass. Then he gently forced my legs apart. I offered no resistance as they moved down into my crotch and began working on the inside of my thighs. "Megan was right," I sighed to myself, this young man did indeed have magic fingers, and so as he worked up and down my thighs, I moaned softly as the back of his hand continually bumped up against my now very aroused vagina. His hands worked all the way down to my calves, and then slowly moved all the way up to the top of my thighs where, with out fail, his hands rubbed all over the outside of my crack.. "How does if feel," he asked softly, "is Madame satisfied with the treatment?" "Oh, yes," I smiled, "very happy, it feels just great." As his hand again bumped again up against my pussy, he asked softly, "Would Madame care for a more, shall we say, intimate massage?" My pussy was now dripping like a leaky tap, and even though I knew I should just say no, incredibly, I heard myself say, "What ever you think is best, Sergio, I'm completely in your capable hands." Now the pretence of an inner thigh massage was thrown to the wind as his experienced fingers began gently probing my sex. Almost involuntarily I let out a long low moan and whispered, "T-that feels utterly wonderful, oh please don't stop." In an almost inaudible voice he replied, "Why would I stop? If it brings you pleasure I will be more than happy to continue." A shot of warm oil directly into my crack brought another moan, and as his fingers became more insistent, I spread my thighs even farther apart, giving the young masseuse even better access to my now drooling pussy. The sexual tension there was now becoming almost unbearable, and much to my consternation Sergio suddenly stopped his probing to ask, "I have a very special appliance for situations like these, is it okay if I use it?” Now almost delirious with pleasure, I babbled, "Anything you want, just please hurry up, I'm about to lose my mind." My reaction made him chuckle softly, but seeing that I was indeed in dire straits, he quickly opened up his bag and removed a large dildo that had a slim vibrator inside of it. He carefully maneuvered it to my now gaping slit and said softly as he turned on the vibe, "If Madame is ready, I will continue." "Jesus," I moaned, "what ever you're going to do just do it, I'm going crazy here." Taking his left hand, Sergio opened the folds of my outer lips, and just like that, slowly sank the huge rubber cock deep inside of my juicy hole until all eight inches were buried to the hilt. The second the big dick entered me, I gave out a long loud scream that threatened to shake the pictures right off the walls. "Is it uncomfortable for Madame,” he asked softly, "would you like me to remove it?" “God no," I gasped, "I just want you to give it to me hard, ohh god it feels so good." Slowly at first Sergio began moving the thick rubber tool in and out of my red hot pussy, and noticing that I was in need of more intense manipulation, he began increasing the frequency of his thrusts until his hand was literally a blur as he pounded the vibrating dildo in and out of my pussy at an almost blinding speed. As he slammed it in and out of me, he stuck his other hand in front of my mouth and offered me a finger to suck on, which of course I greedily took into my mouth as an express train like orgasm rocketed through my pussy, leaving me shaking and panting. As the effects of my orgasm began to wane, a low gurgling sound escaped my lips while Sergio gently massaged my soft ass. "Was that as good as was expected," he asked? "Oh, yes," I said with a sigh, "Megan said you had a way with women, and that is an understatement." "I'm glad you feel that way he replied, "Now if you would be so kind as to please turn over onto your back." Still a little groggy from my climax, I got up onto my elbows and with a little help from Sergio managed to flip myself over onto my back. "Your breasts are wonderful," he said while casually caressing them, “The man in your life would be very lucky.” "Thank you," I replied thickly, "he really loves sucking on them." "I don't blame him one bit," Sergio replied, "especially if he is a big breast lover." "He is," I said with a moan, "he loves watching me take off my bra." "Mmmmmm, yes," Sergio answered back, "just look at how hard your nipples have become. That means but one thing." "What's that," I gasped, "tell me." "Why it means, of course, that you're getting aroused all over again," he said softly, "is this not so?" "Oh yes”, I hissed, "I'm as horny as a dog on heat." With a look of mock horror covering his face he replied, "Oh, dear, I've seemed to have forgotten my vibrator and left it in your vagina, how careless of me, do you want me to remove it?" The buzzing little contraption that hummed in my pussy was slowly but surely driving my over the edge, so in a very husky voice I snapped, "No, please don't touch it, just leave it inside of me, please." Sergio continued to work over my breasts, until he asked softly, "Now let me get this straight, you don't want me to touch the vibrator, you just want me to leave it alone, is that right?" "Oh, god," I moaned, "I-I'm so close to cumming, p-please don't take it out, just let me cum one more time." Again he kept casually massaging my nipples and tits and said, "That's not exactly what I asked, what I asked is if I could touch it." He took the end of the vibe and pumped it in and out of my crack five or six times with lightening speed. "Sweet Mary mother of god," I screamed, "I'm so close to cumming, please don't stop." "Hmmmm, now I'm the one that's confused," he said softly, "now tell me again exactly what you want me to do?" My head was now rolling from side to side as I desperately thrust my hips forward while trying to induce Sergio to continue screwing me with the fat dildo-vibe. "Please," I begged, "just thrust it in me hard a few more times; you aren’t letting me cu!" Finally, taking a little pity on me, he grabbed the end of the dildo, and with a vicious ferocity, rammed it in and out of my helpless slit until I was screaming like a banshee as my orgasm erupted like a volcano deep inside of my well fucked pussy. It took at least a good ten minutes before I was able to climb off of the table and collapse onto the sofa next to the portable massage bed. "So," Sergio asked while putting away his equipment, "how does your back feel now?" "My back?" I replied questioningly. “You know," he shot back with a sly smile, "remember your lower back pain, the reason you had me come over." It finally dawned on me and with a smile I replied, "Oh, yes, my back, it feels once hundred percent better. Thank you for the ‘treatment’." "And, how many more ‘treatments’ do you think you'll need?" he asked playfully. "I'm not sure," I replied while cupping my breasts absentmindedly, "what do you suggest?" "Hmm, let me think" he teased, "I think we had better schedule you for at least two appointments a week for the next six months, is that all right with you?" With a wink and a smile I replied, "May I suggest we make it for a year, you know how tricky backs can be!”