Some Thoughts on Massage Parlors P2

Some Thoughts On Massage Parlors, Part Two

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Author's notes: This is a story of family, heartbreak, love and Romance and Community. Names are changed, but it's a true story.

Characters:

Bergita Larsson: Forty year old housewife and mother of four (Sigurd 24, Silvia 22, Mychal 20 and Bitsy 18)

Anders Larsson: Fifty two year old Commercial Fisherman Owner of Bering Sea Hake and Pollock Processor Ship that converts fish to fake crab called surimi. Home ported in Homer Alaska. He was able to wrangle a grant in Thailand for thirty long line tuna boats. In short an extraordinarily rich man.

In Part one there were different characters but have a look as always characters drive the story:

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Hi everyone, I'm Bitsy Larsson, I live in my parent's home in Ballard, which is a former town, but was engulfed by Seattle. We live next door to Larsen's Danish Bakery on 24th Northwest. Larsson is Norwegian and Larsen is Danish, the languages are easy to read either one, speaking is harder, understanding, but if you spend time at it, well it's okay.

I graduated in June of 2024, Ballard High Beavers of course. Mom was bored towards the end of summer, Daddy is gone so much, either in Alaska, or Bangkok.

Mommy signed us up for classes at Seattle Central Community College. She wanted us to learn how to be licensed masseuses. King County gives you a certificate after you take a written test.

Mommy Bergita Larsson and Daddy Anders Larsson are Norwegian and we have a home two houses away from Larsen's Danish bakery in Ballard, just off twenty fourth NW. The house doesn't look that big, but there's a huge basement where my brothers Mychal and Sigurd shared a bedroom, but they're gone they live in Homer, Alaska and they bought a salmon trawler, long liner not nets, just hooks.

Silvia is twenty two and has two identical twin girls who are six, (Mommy and Daddy were fucking pissed off about that I can tell you for sure) then four other kids, all girls. Her and Arne lived with us for three years. Mommy bought me ear buds, plus ear muffs, our bedrooms were next to each other upstairs, other than that she kept having kids.

One day I got up early to pee and Arne came out of the bathroom Silvia and I share and he, he was not wearing clothes and ya sure you betcha that was something I'd never seen. I mean I'd had sex education in the 8th grade with Mrs. Oliver, but those were cartoons and well, how do you say it was really long and thick, just after my eighteenth birthday.

I could not take my eyes off of his penis. He reached down and grabbed it with his left hand and five or six more inches along with the huge purple end of his dick. He started stroking it, which woke me up and I screamed, "Aaaack."

I ran downstairs and into Mommy's bed and jumped in with her. Daddy was in Bangkok I think. I clung to her.

She said, "Bitsy, what's wrong?"

I sat up in bed, next to her, my mouth opening and closing like a goldfish and my head shaking. I was gesturing with my hands like I was moving my hands apart but not closing them.

Mommy said, "Is this charades, I love charades, okay one word clapping?"

I finally blurted, "Big, really long, big, two hands, thick too."

Mommy's face wrinkled up and she said, "Bitsy, one word, come on."

I said, "Arne's dick is really long and thick, it would take two girl's to put all four hands, Mommy he's so fucking gorgeous, ya sure he's gorgeous they're not married, Silvia wouldn't mind, she's pregnant and he must be needful. I don't know how, but he'd teach me, like Daddy taught me to ride a bike. Oh please, I need him so bad."

Mommy slapped my face, back and forth and said, "You will not fuck your sister's man."

"He stroked that beautiful dick in front of me and I swear to God, I'm dying, what do I do?"

That's the back story on becoming licensed masseuses. Mostly, she showed me on YouTube these free videos with lesbian porn stars masturbating. Mommy said, just your fingers, no penetration."

She returned from grocery shopping and was in the backyard leaning on the fence talking to Mrs. Syvruud and I snuck downstairs and took a wax covered English style cucumber and with some help from vaseline jell took Arne's fake dick in and through my hymen and into my cervix and fucked myself silly into toe curling orgasms. I was not quiet.

Silvia and Arne opened my door and took videos with their smart phones as I screamed, "Fuck me with your big, beautiful dick Arne, I want you so bad."

It was not necessary for them to take the videos. People in neighboring counties heard me, including Mrs. Syvruud and Mommy.

My head was thrashing about and my hips were thrusting, and my face was getting slapped back and forth, and back and forth again, which caused a thunderous orgasm and I passed out.

I awoke it was dark out. I heard the front door slam. Arne's truck started up and it left.

I went back to sleep. Something felt wrong and too quiet when the morning came. I had to pee so bad, but I was afraid to open the door. I crept up to the door and there was nothing. I opened the door slowly so it made no noise. I tip toed down the hall towards the bathroom. Arnie's and Silvya's door was open and the room was bare. No bassinets, no cribs, no bed.

I felt terrible. I should never have sad anything to Mommy nor masturbated. I made it to the bathroom and turned on the shower and turned on the water and let the shower get hot. I walked into the shower.

My head was pelted with the hot water. I peed. I still had on my panties and bra and I peeled them off. I pulled the shower head off it's stand and adjusted the spray so it was an inch thick and put it against my slit at the top and my nubbin and again I came. I found some body wash and washed everything. My red hair, my breasts which according to my bras were C-Cups and or small D-Cups depending on the maker. I put some body wash on two fingers of my left hand.

I contorted so that I could bang my ass. There was a little pain at first with two fingers and then there were three fingers and I was rubbing my clit with my free hand and I came so hard.

I did not collapse but my legs were wobbly. I used the shower head to rinse until I put the nozzle so the jet was into my anus, which was full of soap and shit and it all came out, like an enema. I took a towel off the hook and dried my legs and body.

My hair would go half down my body to the small of my back. I found a scrunchy and pulled my hair out straight into a top ponytail, then I used alligator clips to put my hair into a bun of sorts.

There was some cold coffee which I nuked and pored milk into it. I took a huge Jar of crunchy Peanut Butter out of the fridge and got a spoon and went out to the family room and put everything on the coffee table. I raced upstairs and got my phone, then just as fast back down stairs. I spooned a big spoonful of peanut butter out with the spoon and put it in my mouth and used my tongue to clean the spoon

off of peanut butter, which is heavenly and then some coffee and repeated three times, I could not remember when I last ate.

My smart phone flashed and I picked it up and it was from Mommy. It said, all lower caps, first massage class ten in morning, i bought clothes for you, have some mac 'n cheese in fridge nuke it. silvia's okay don't worry about her, we had a rental by the zoo they're in it now.

There was Dungeness crab in the mac 'n cheese.

Just then the door bell rang. I was the Amazon delivery guy and I opened it and as it was addressed to Mr. & Mrs. Anders Larsson from the Thai Government Ministry of Fishing.

The letter started off:

Anders and Arinya,

My wife and I were so happy to learn of the birth of your third child and your third boy!! You are so blessed!

Sincerely with great affection,

Chakrii and Cea Hying.

Daddy had another family and babies!

I checked facebook, Instagram and Snapchat ghosting her.

She was beautiful and her boys were cute, the oldest looked to be ten or so then five and the new one. I started crying, he had destroyed our family. He was never here and this made it clear why not.

My phone rang, nobody ever calls me, texts or social media. Who the fuck calls me?

I answered it, "Hello."

"Hi Bitsy, "it was Daddy, "What do you want?"

"Don't take that tone with me Bitsy I'll paddle your ass."

"I'm a grown ass woman now. That would be assault and battery. I have not seen your cheating, fat ass in over a year. Fuck you and Arinya and your fucking boys, you come around here and I'll kick your ass and fuck her up too."

I could hear him breathing. He said, "It's not what you think, we're going to be a big loving family."

My response was, "That line of shit might work with Be ba chuck or whatever her fucking name is, but here we have shot guns. My favorite is the Browning aught five that grandpa gave me for shooting birds. I could hit you fairly easily, bigamist. Just make a nice settlement for mom twenty million would probably be acceptable.

Okay, I recorded this on my smart phone. Just move on, just know that all of us will hate you all of our lives."

I hung up.

I sent a text to everyone, Mommy, Silvia, Sigurd and Mychal. Attached the recording and said, Daddy has another family in Thailand, wife and three boys and sent it. I posted on her IG and FB that she was proud to have married a bigamist. I wondered how long that would last until she took it down.

I went upstairs and went into the bathroom and vomited everything into the toilet bowl. I kept heaving long after anything came out, some came out my nose and everything burned in my throat and nose and mouth. Did I cause this, if I had not opened the envelope would everything be okay, did Mommy know? If I closed my eyes would it all end. So I did.

Somehow I was in my bed with a coverlet over me. My mouth and throat still felt disgusting. It was six thirty in the morning I got out of bed and walked down to the bathroom and took a shower and washed up, did not feel anything or need to touch myself. I turned the water to the hard spray then cold and rinsed my mouth and blew my nose and blood and shit came out.

I dried off and did the whole top ponytail thing. I weighed myself and was one hundred and thirty seven pounds, I'm five foot eight, my titties are soft and jiggly and I have big thighs and ass, overall nice legs.

Mommy was the classic big, beautiful woman. Her titties were immense and real, they shimmered when she took breath, her ass was so fat. We'd go grocery shopping and black men, with their wife and kids would hit on her.

I came out of the bathroom and to my room and there was a pair of too small pink yoga pants, a pink thong and a pink wife beater with no bra. I pulled on the wife beater which showed deep cleavage and a lot of side boob. Then the thong and I pulled it as far up it would go. Looking in the mirror I had a massive camel toe, I had huge butt cleavage. I put on some corky wedges with four inch heels.

I needed some coffee for sure.

Mommy was in the kitchen wearing the same colors and yoga pants and wife beater on and pink stilettos with five inch heels. She turned and said, "I have some apple fritters from Larsen's and coffee honey."

I said, "Mommy, I'm so sorry, I caused this."

She pulled me into her chest, my face and head enveloped in her tits and she motor boated me and said, "Sweety I knew, my attorney Eliya Feinberg has used people locally and in Jerusalem, former Mossad operatives and I have videos and photos. I was waiting for the class to finish and she was going to file in three countries. Norway, Thailand and Washington state which is part of the United States obviously.

Eliya believes his assets are nearer to two hundred million and we will get at least half of that."

"Mommy you look like a porn star."

She said, "Anders said I looked like Eva Notty with blonde hair."

There were fifteen women and five men in the class. A couple was to teach the class. They were both black and handsome and gorgeous both. The first day was all about them showing YouTube videos and stopping them and using a laser pointer as they pointed out spots on the body, where it was common that pain was induced by sitting at a desk, or driving all the time in a job, mostly upper body and neck, front and back. Rotator cuffs and labrum areas, then lower backs and glutes (ass).

The models in the videos, men and women were beautiful and gorgeous and in the case of the guys utterly ripped, washboard abs, power lifter biceps, traps and forearms. The lecture continued with extensive views of buns of steel on the men and big soft jiggly asses on the women.

The next shot was of the models on their backs and the first guy was bare, like he'd had a Brazilian wax and there was no hair on his nut sack or thighs and his dick made Arne look like a needle dick and it was not hard, just thick and laying across his thigh, it was uncircumcised (uncut) just really long. I kind of lost focus as the next shot the masseuse had his dick in her hand as she dug her fingers into his groin, right where his legs ended. Christ how could I do this and not ride such a tool.

Next the woman whose tummy had a pooch from kids, but she had a diamond in her belly button and her nipples were pierced with a bar was being was being massaged by this gorgeous young woman with lilac fingernails and really long fingers. Her fingers were softly moving all over her tummy and the model was grabbing her own tits. I was so wet, if somebody blew air in my face I'd cum.

The next series of shots had the models laying on top of this wedge shaped, leather covered thing they called a bolster. The guy with the huge dick was on the bolster and his dick and balls were laying on the bolster and his ass hole, they referred to it as his pucker. Then the masseuse started rubbing the area between his pucker and the nut sack which they called the "taint". They let this video run, his legs started thrashing and the masseuse bit his ass and he came, ropes of cum.

I muttered, "Sweet Jesus, fuck me."

Mommy quietly "shushed me."

The male lecturer said, "You will likely have clients that are not heterosexual, perhaps bi-sexual or gay and lesbian. Gay men will insist on a masseur, where lesbian clients often find it titillating to have a straight masseuse and try to turn her into a lesbian. It's a hazard for married masseuses and masseurs as the case might be. We insist that masseurs where condoms around gay clients. Then for any lesbian masseuses to be, here with us, they delight in giving massages to straight women, who frequently become long term clients, couple of times a week, if their husband travels."

Picking up where he stopped the female instructor said, "Ladies, the equivalent of a woman's G-spot that little rough spot on inside their pussy that drives them wild, now mind you this won't be on the licensing exam but you need to understand what some clients needs might be. Anyway for men inside their anus is their prostate or P-Spot. Gay or bisexual men refer to their anus as their cunt. But for straight men a masseuse can milk their prostate. It will take maybe three minutes max to have the greatest orgasm ever. One or two fingers banging their ass and they will come in five days a week. You can also use a dildo, some men love their masseuse to wear a strap on harness and fuck their cunt with a huge "black veiny dildo." It's called pegging."

"Bisexual men or those in the closet this can be the last step before they come out. I had, I should say we had a male who was a sissy cross dresser and stunningly beautiful, prettier than his wife who was having an affair. Initially I pegged John, who was close to divorce then she called herself Cindy who craved my hubby's dick, then it was a threesome with her face buried in my cunt while hubby pounded her cunt. She had breast enhancements as well as booty enhancements. I quote, "I'm all women with some extra parts and she prefers men with average dicks who can fuck her brains out. His wife has been married several times since. We have another client, he's bi-sexual and like Cindy his mother put lipstick on him and curled his lashes and gave him baths until he was eleven. He is the best cock sucker we've ever met, man or woman."

There was a break before the last hour of lecture and I had to pee and went to the restroom and did my business in a stall. I heard someone come in to the restroom. I wiped then flushed, stood up and pulled up my thong and yoga pants. Before I could open the door the female lecturer pushed my stall door open and came in and was all over me. Her hands seemed to be everywhere, grabbing my ass cheeks like they were dough balls and pulling on my nipples, then we kissed and her hand was inside my thong and I was so wet and she banged me as she licked my neck just as she found my G-spot and I came so hard, I squirted all over her hand. She wouldn't stop and there were more orgasms and finally I whimpered, "I was a virgin, I'm yours if you want me."

She said, "Let's get to know each other first."

I said, "Please don't cut me off, I think I'd die if you did, " she stared into my soul and we kissed slowly and lovingly. Then she attacked my neck and gave me a huge hickey. Then she left, with a parting comment, "Fix your makeup."

I was confused since I had not put any makeup on. I looked in the mirror and her lipstick was smeared all over my face and neck. The thought of being her trophy submissive lesbian fuck toy made me see the lipstick as a badge of honor.

I stumbled back to the classroom and sat down in the same chair, but Mommy was not there. In about ten minutes there was some noise out in the corridor and I got up and walked back to the door. I stuck my head out and Mommy was in an embrace with my lover's husband and her bra was sticking out of his front pocket and her panties were in his hand.

I walked back and sat down. My lover came and sat next to me and said, "Are you okay?"

I said, "My name is Bitsy Larsson and I can't imagine you not fucking me. I'll be your fuck toy, whatever you give me is fine, if you have a massage parlor I'll work for you. Your husband has planted his flag deep in my mom's unprotected cunt and almost certainly she's going to have his baby."

"She can take care of herself, promise me to not hurt me, if I'm not enough tell me and I'll go away, don't embarrass me please."

"Baby, I'll never hurt you."

End of Some Thoughts on Massage Parlors Part two.

Coming soon Part three Mommy has more twins, Bitsy moves out and is arrested for prostitution as part of a sting, Daddy bails her out and Bitsy skips bail and flies to Bangkok with Daddy and his other wife.