Massage Therapy Ch 02 3

After stopping by the pharmacy to buy a Plan B to deal with the consequences of her fornication with Goro, Ashlyn restlessly drove home. She couldn't believe she had allowed that old Asian man to have sex with her. It had been such a rapid sequence of events. Things had started off innocently enough, with her receiving a short session of the 'free' massage, but that had led all too quickly to full-on groping, and before it was all over, she had wound up with the old man fucking her brains out and cumming deep inside of her. She was disgusted with herself, but at the same time, she was very aroused by what she had done. Ashlyn didn't want to admit it, but she loved the sex with Goro. Though, she hated herself for it, too. She went back and forth. She was married, yet it couldn't be denied how Goro had made her feel. Her mind kept reminiscing about how that old man's big juicy cock had wrecked her guts. Goro had taken her to pleasurable heights she had never known existed!

"Stupid old man and that monster cock of his...." Ashlyn muttered to herself as she drove. She gripped the steering wheel tightly and gritted her teeth.

Arriving back home, Ashlyn parked her car in her garage and turned it off. Resting her forehead on the steering wheel, she let her thoughts of what she had done with Goro simmer in her mind. She just couldn't get his big fat cock out of her head. The more she thought about it, the more horny she got. It was, in her opinion, truly magnificent. The size of his cock, the intricacy of his veiny details, and how bulbous his cockhead was, all seemed perfectly designed to enthrall her mind and wring orgasm after orgasm from her overworked pussy. Ashlyn unknowingly bit on her bottom lip as she thought about that cock delving deep inside of her over and over again.

"Ugh, I need to distract myself...." Ashlyn sighed.

Getting out of the car, she headed inside her house with the Plan B in hand. Going to the kitchen counter, she opened the contraceptive box. Getting a glass of water, she popped the pill onto her tongue and then swigged some water to gulp it down. Ashlyn let out a sigh of relief; she couldn't believe that she'd had raw unprotected sex with an old man. If it weren't for the pill, she would have probably gotten knocked up. It baffled her how virile Goro was at his age.

Gathering up the Plan B box, Ashlyn took it to the trash can and carefully stuffed it under a bunch of mundane trash to conceal the evidence of her infidelity. She couldn't let Harry get suspicious; if he found the Plan B packaging, he would know something was up since they haven't had sex in months. Ashlyn felt a bit guilty for what she'd done but, strangely, the thrill and taboo excitement of sleeping with the hung old Asian man made her heart race. She hadn't had this much of a thrill in years, not since she and Harry had first been married. But she resorted to the rationalization that she had already arrived at. She hadn't really cheated, she had just paid for a professional service to receive a therapeutic dose of relief for tension, muscle aches. And the ongoing lack of sexual release, which wasn't her fault after all, but was Harry's failure to pay her the attention she rightfully deserved.

These thoughts jogged her memory of the piece of paper Goro had given her. Sticking her hand into the pocket of her leggings, Ashlyn pulled the paper out and stared at it for a few moments. She thought about throwing it away yet again, but Ashlyn for some reason just couldn't bring herself to do it. Instead, she went over to the fridge, clipped it to a magnet, and left it hanging there. The fridge door was already too cluttered with copious amounts of random coupons, posters, and other things for Harry to ever notice one more tiny slip of paper with an unidentified number on it. She smiled deviously: she felt naughty letting it hang there. It was almost as if it were a trophy, a trophy that only she knew the significance of, while Harry would glance past it without any idea of the hot extramarital sex it signified.... Ashlyn had no idea where she had gotten this idea from, but she felt a tingle of wicked pride from her 'bad-girl' behavior.

Ashlyn headed upstairs to her bedroom, where she stripped out of her clothes, tossed them into her laundry basket, and then went into the bathroom. Going over to the mirror, she stared at her luscious naked body. Her hazel eyes slowly tracked down her seductive form. With every inch her eyes surveyed, she imagined Goro's old wrinkly hands feeling her up, working his arcane Japanese massage tricks on every desirable portion of her uncovered flesh. Now that she was replaying what he had done, Ashlyn was pretty sure that he had taken some unprofessional liberties even with the actual 'massage' part of the series of events he had subjected her to.

Glancing further down, her eyes widened as she saw that Goro's cum was still leaking out of her pussy. Her inner thighs were slick and slathered with the old man's seed. This evidence of her recent fornication with the Asian man prompted even more vivid memories of her 'massage' session to flood her mind. Ashlyn was still feeling ashamed of herself, but her body insisted on recalling how much pleasure she had received from the old man's handiwork.

Feeling her core heating up, Ashlyn's hands began to slowly drift down her sides towards her slathered crotch. Grazing her slender fingers along the edges of her slick lips, Ashlyn quietly moaned as she delicately touched herself. But bringing her lascivious actions to a halt, she quickly removed her hands from her moistening pussy and shook her head back into focus.

"Ugh, I need a cold shower and I

really

need to clean this old man's cum out of me...." Ashlyn mumbled to herself.

Ashlyn turned on the shower and hopped in. She immediately shriveled up as the beads of brisk water spattered against her caramel skin. Despite the discomfort, the freezing cold water was effective at cooling her core down and forcing her horniness to subside, at least for the time being. Ashlyn made sure to thoroughly clean her body of any lingering sweat and oil.

Returning her attention to the viscous cum running down her inner thighs, Ashlyn's eyes again widened at the steady stream of Goro's cum that was still leaking out of her pussy. She was still baffled by how cum the skinny old man had pumped up inside her. Harry's cum wasn't nearly this thick or this copious. He was usually a light cummer and his cum was pretty watery. It was unnatural how an old man could be so much more potent than her much younger husband. But he did describe himself as 'blessed'.

Rolling her hazel eyes, Ashlyn applied her hand to her crotch. Placing her fingers against her pussy lips, she splayed them open. She gasped! Opening herself up had increased the flow of Goro's cum even more; it was pouring out of her like a waterfall. As more of the thick white substance surged out of her, Ashlyn watched in awe as it streamed down across the shower floor and flowed into the drain. The longer she watched, the more curious she became. Her eyes were locked on the thick fluid flowing from her pussy

"Oh my.... It just won't stop coming out of me!" she muttered.

Her curiosity became insatiable, compelling her to get a closer look. Turning off the shower, Ashlyn took her free hand and lowered it under her crotch, allowing Goro's cum to pool in her hand. Raising her hand up to her face, Ashlyn closely inspected the palm full of the old man's cum. Of course, it was still thick and viscous. But now that she had brought it so close, she got a whiff of how it smelt. It reeked of this thick musky odor. Ashlyn could feel her eyes water at how potent it was.

"What the hell?! It smells just like it looks!" she exclaimed, quickly taking her hand away from her face.

As she distanced herself from his musky scent, Ashlyn was able to take a deep breath of clean air. But as she stared at her hand full of cum from afar, her curiosity was piqued again. She had this strange urge to tantalize her odor receptors with just one more powerful whiff. It didn't smell horrendously bad, but it sure as hell smelled strong. It was just one of those smells you needed to familiarize yourself with, like a well-aged exotic cheese. Bringing her hand back up to her nose, she closed her eyes and flared her nostrils out, pulling in another good strong sniff.

At first, it was still so potent that it made her eyes water, but she forced herself to keep inhaling the unique concoction. Ashlyn was obscurely disappointed with herself for indulging her curiosity about the pungent smell of the old man's cum. But she was too infatuated to care. The more she smelled the musky aroma, the more she got used to it. And, oddly enough, the more accustomed she became to the scent of his sperm, the more she found herself kinda liking it. The musk was permeating her olfactory sensors and hazing her mind with the reminder of the intense sexual pleasure she had submitted herself to.

Ashlyn's body began to heat up again as she continued inhaling the old man's cum. Opening her eyes, she found that her hand had made its way back within dangerous proximity to her face. She had brought her hand so close that her hazel eyes almost had to cross to focus on the thick pool of cum. Her head immediately drew back. But seeing the virile cum this close to her made her even more curious about other things....

Ashlyn stared blankly at her hand, the musky smell continuing to waft thickly into her nostrils, heating her body up with arousal. She tried shaking her head back into focus, but her infatuation with Goro's seed kept her anchored in place.

"I wonder how it tastes...."

she strangely thought to herself

But catching her lewd thought, she clicked her tongue at herself. "Ugh, what am I thinking?! That's just too gross!" Ashlyn exclaimed.

But the thought of what the old man's cum might taste like curled into her brain the same way the potent smell of his seed was insinuating its way into her nostrils. Ashlyn hadn't tasted Harry's cum all that often, so her frame of reference for what a man's cum tasted like needed some refreshing.

She unknowingly brought her hand still closer to her mouth, causing the aroma of musk to invade her nostrils even more enticingly.

"What if I just took a small taste?"

she curiously thought.

"Augh, no! I can't do that.... But I can't help but wonder...."

The distilled essence of male sexuality was now messing with her powers of logical thought. Even something as seemingly unrelated as her own state of nudity was having a peripheral impact on her reasoning and judgment, amplifying the sexual undercurrents of the context she was operating within. Her body heated up even more, causing her to breathe slowly and heavily. And her deeper breathing introduced even more of the musky smell into her odor receptors, which were only inches from the associative centers of her brain.

"Maybe a little taste wouldn't hurt...." she concluded to herself. But that was probably her horned-up brain making the decisions.

Bringing her hand closer to her mouth, Ashlyn stuck her tongue out and lightly licked the pool of cum. The texture was as thick and inviting as cream to a cat. Her eyes widened as her taste buds were immediately flooded with Goro's flavor. It was kinda bitter; it tasted just as strong and musky as it smelled.

"Oh my...." Ashlyn muttered. She didn't know what to think. She didn't exactly like it, but she didn't totally hate it either. She needed to get another taste, just to be sure.

Dipping her tongue down again, she licked the pool of cum again, only this time she made sure she dipped in deeply enough to bring more of her taste buds into greater contact with the salacious substance. Long webs of Goro's seed were left behind as Ashlyn furled her tongue back into her mouth. Now that she had gotten a better taste, her brow wrinkled as she tried to figure out how she felt about it. So she just kept lapping the thick-white seed from her palm, humming to herself. The more she tasted, the more intoxicated she got, immersing herself in this weird sort of drunk lust. Ashlyn couldn't explain it, but the taste of Goro's cum on her tongue was activating the goo glands in her wet pussy. As her lubricants seeped down her tight warm walls, even more of Goro's glop was flushed down toward the entrance of her love canal. Without Ashlyn realizing it, her weird arousal over the smell and taste of his sperm was helping her body to rinse away the last dollops of his load.

Ashlyn kept going back for another taste, unknowingly swallowing so much of his potent cum that before too long there was no more left on her palm. Realizing this, she snapped back into focus. "Wha- what I'm I doing?!" Ashlyn exclaimed to herself. "God.... I just ate that old man's cum.... I've officially hit a new low."

Was it desperation? The lack of any sex life at all for the past few months? Ashlyn's depraved urges must have been building up after that long stretch of sexual dormancy. As if his wrinkled old hands had rubbed an enchanted lamp, Goro's perverted massage had unleashed the djinn of horniness that had been locked inside of her. She wasn't sure if she was happy that it had been some skinny old foreign man who had managed to bring all this out of her. Her head spun in circles as she tried to figure out why she felt like this. Whatever else she might think about it, maybe it made some kind of sense that the erotic aftereffects of her recent 'massage' session with Goro were still exerting some power over her thoughts.

Sighing, Ashlyn looked back down at her crotch to see whether Goro's cum was still leaking out of her. She was relieved to see that the endless white waterfall had finally ceased. But wanting to be sure, she worked two fingers into her slit to try to dig out any cum that remained within her.

Ashlyn moaned as she delved her fingers deep into her sex. She wasn't trying to pleasure herself, but she couldn't help it. She wiggled her fingers around, conjuring up more moans from her mouth. Accidentally striking her G-spot, her knees wobbled, and she almost collapsed onto the shower floor. Luckily, she caught herself against the shower wall.

Leaning on her free hand, Ashlyn hung her head down low and determinedly pursued her efforts to clean the rest of Goro's cum out of her pussy. Her slender fingers explored deeper into her love canal, her eyelids began to flutter in pleasure and her breathing became slower and heavier.

"Ah, mmhhmm, fuck...." Ashlyn mewled. The only thing that could be heard in the bathroom was the dripping water from the shower head and her quiet moans.

At this point, Ashlyn was just fingering herself instead of actually cleaning her pussy out. Her mind was hazed with lust and her original task was forgotten. She panted and moaned as she played with her wet pussy. As she pleasured herself, her mind suddenly began to conjure up memories of her time in the massage parlor. Closing her eyes, vivid images of her recent infidelity played on repeat, making her even more horny.

"Ohhhh.... mhhhmmm.... yes...." Ashlyn mewled, digging her fingers deeper.

Ashlyn just couldn't get Goro's big cock out of her mind. The reminder of how it felt deep inside her guts weakened her knees. Plus this newfound fetish of doing it with such an old man fanned the flames of her arousal even more. The sheer naughtiness of it was so exciting.

After a few more minutes of masturbating, Ashlyn finally reached her limit. With one final stroke of her fingers, her pussy contracted around her digits and she gushed her sweet juices onto her hand.

"Augh! Shiittttt! Cummminnngggg!" she wailed as she was overcome by an intense orgasm.

Ashlyn stood on her tippy toes as waves of pleasure ripped through her body. Once her orgasm subsided, her head continued to hang low as she panted heavily.

"Ah.... I'm such a horny perv...." she muttered to herself.

Retracting her fingers from her dripping pussy, Ashlyn brought her hand back up to her face. Her fingers were slathered with her slimy juices. She could see some remnants of Goro's cum mixed into it, but other than that, most of his sticky seed had been expunged from her birth canal. Sighing, she turned the shower on again and proceeded to give her hand and body one last cleaning before getting out and resuming the rest of her eventful day.

-

For the next few days, Ashlyn continued her daily routine of going to work, working out at the gym, completing her chores and her other home stuff, and occasionally hanging out with her best friend, Layla. To all outward appearances, Ashlyn might not have seemed all that affected by the events of that day at the massage parlor, but internally she was still rattled. As she went through her daily activities, Ashlyn kept finding herself thinking about Goro and that big Asian cock of his....

She couldn't get over how he had essentially fucked her silly. Goro had made her feel so fucking good that she had been secretly longing for more. Ashlyn refused to let herself accept that but, the more days that went by, the more insatiable she got. Harry was being, well, Harry; still coming home really late and still refusing to touch her. Continuing his longtime pattern of being absent and dismissive. Which made Ashlyn feel even more resentful towards him. Goro had had no trouble touching her and doing plenty of stuff to her, so why couldn't Harry, the man who was supposed to be relieving her sexual tensions? And yet it was her husband who couldn't be bothered, while it had been an old man, a complete stranger to her marriage, who had been unable to restrain himself from ravaging her on first acquaintance!

Eventually, Ashlyn found herself masturbating almost three times a day. She couldn't help it. The vivid memory of Goro's massive cock was firmly imprinted into her brain. She found herself dwelling on the details of how his cock had touched her in the best of places, giving her the best of times. Even the mere thought of that cock would conjure up images of Goro using it to thoroughly fuck her. Ashlyn knew that it was super depraved to have such thoughts about doing it with an old man, but that's what she secretly loved about it.

When she thought about Goro, her knees would get weak, her focus waver and her pussy moisten. It was a constant struggle to get through an entire day without surrendering to the urge to masturbate. Ashlyn even had some dangerous calls at work. During one of her hospital shifts, she had gotten so horny that the second she had her break, she went to the bathroom and masturbated in a stall; she pleasured herself so relentlessly that she burned through her entire break. She reviled herself for doing something so naughty in a public space, but she couldn't help it. If she hadn't been able to relieve herself, Ashlyn would have lost her mind during her shifts at work.

Ashlyn couldn't understand why she was constantly so horny all the time now. Well, she kinda knew, but she was in denial. Goro had reminded her of the pleasures of sex, good sex in fact. Harry not tending to her for months had bottled up her libido, priming her for an eventual explosion. And then the way that old man had fucked her with that big Asian cock of his made her as cock hungry as an animal who hadn't eaten in weeks.

No matter how much she masturbated, she felt like it wasn't enough. Ashlyn had this annoying itch deep inside her core that she just couldn't scratch. She tried using her toys and vibrators, but they were incapable of satisfying her as the real thing could. What she needed was

cock

....

Inevitably, the day came when Ashlyn had finally had enough. She wasn't sure she wanted to return to Goro's massage parlor since she still kinda felt guilty for essentially having cheated on her husband. But at the same time, she had paid for a professional service. A form of therapy that her husband was unwilling and unable to provide. So arranging a straightforward transaction to obtain it for herself was okay, right? It wasn't healthy for her body or her mind to be deprived of the relief she so obviously needed. Look at how it was bedeviling her thoughts, impacting her work....