A Surprise Cumming

"Which massage would sir like?"

"You decide."

The massage parlour had already closed for business by the time you had come to pick me up on my first day at my new job.

As you start to remove your shirt, I adjust my overstretched uniform, unfasten two extra poppers and let my resplendent breasts spill. I grab your belt and quickly undo you zip, freeing your hardened cock. I breathe deeply.

"Lie down on you back," I order.

You do as I say. You always do as I say, always have. As you lie there I gently massage your temples, cheeks and earlobes. The soothing music relaxes your body visible as I press my fingers against your skin. I stroke my hands up and down your chest, running my fingers through the soft layer of hairs that form a perfect triangle before making a straight line down to your manhood. Standing above your head every downward stroke brings my tits in contact with your smooth lips, my erect nipples lapping up your attention. Your cock twitches as I linger at your hips, making circular motions with my thumbs.

I climb onto the bed, knees astride your beautiful face, my g-string wet already. Leaning down, I gently circle your helmet with my hot, hard tongue, flickering back and forth as your cock gets even harder. My tongue snakes a trail up and down your shaft, my spit dribbling down between your balls. I take one of your balls in my mouth, suckling gently as you dick caresses my neck. A heat wells up inside me as I hunger to take all of you in my mouth. Finally, I sigh as your heavenly cock enters my mouth and I suck hungrily, one hand enveloping your shaft, thrusting you deeper and deeper. I rub my sex against your stubble covered chin as I get into the rhythm of sucking, licking, thrusting. On and on we travel, sometimes tight sucks, sometimes feather light flickering. My sighs turn into a low, animalistic moan as I get my first taste of your pre-cum.

"Not so fast," you instruct, the teacher in you always bettering me.

I slow my pace, taking your cock into my mouth in slow, deep motions.

"No, I'm nowhere near ready to cum. Come here."

You turn me over and rip my uniform away from my body and roughly drag off my underwear, before getting off the massage bed.

"Lie on your front"

Your rough, crude hands press into my flesh, needy and sexy as hell. I moan and wriggle beneath your fingers as you plunge them deeper into my flesh.

"Would my bitch like her feet rubbed?" you ask, your voice husky with desire.

I purr with pleasure as you soften your massage and manipulate my toes, arches and heels. Your fingers stroke up my legs, separating my thighs as you reach up towards my pubis. Using your thumb you draw a line from my arsehole to my clit and back. I raise my hips off the bed in response, as you stroke back and forth, before circling my clit with your finger. Pressing harder you make a pulsing movement with your digit against my clit, your rhythm sending my nerve ending into spasm. Your hard fingers are replaced by a hot tongue, the difference immediately sending a wave of orgasm through my body. I press my sex against your face as you flick you tongue in and out of my sex, lapping up my cum. Just as I begin to ride the next wave, you plunge a thumb into my arsehole and press your palm down on the small of my back, heightening my pleasure.

In the midst of all this I can hear your breath becoming more shallow and laboured. You begin to moan, your own orgasm threatening to erupt. Your tongue leaves my body but your thumb continues to circle the inside of my arsehole and your fingers dig deeper into my back. Pinned to the bed I can do nothing to help, except listen as you let out a low moan and send a perfectly straight line of cum shooting down my spine. The only sound to be heard is our breathing as it tries to return to normal. After a few moments I slowly raise myself off the bed and turn to smile at you, suddenly shy.

You stand grinning, your arm slung around my new boss, Carla.

"W-W-Who.." I stammer.

"Not me, bitch," you laugh, "I was too busy sticking it to this fantastic whore." You grab as Carla's glistening sex one more time before walking her out of the door, leaving me sat on the bed, your sticky cum crystallising on the back of my neck.