Disclaimer: All characters in this story are over 18. This story is a true story based on my experiences at massage parlours over the years
Before we start I'll describe myself again as a reminder. I'm a white guy, 6'1, dark hair and at the time I was about 24 or 25 and 75kg.
Having recently experienced my first ever threesome and after everything that happened with Jenny and Amy I could not stop thinking about all that happened and all that I felt could yet happen. To this day this experience is something I still think about a lot, my previous stories are the first time really sharing these experiences.
Weeks later I was sure I had seen something in Amy, the more shy of the two from my previous visit. I had this feeling, an instinct, that if I went again it would be an amazing experience. I texted the parlour on a Sunday afternoon ahead of time this time, I wanted to make sure I could see her. I asked them if Amy was working, unfortunately I was informed that she only worked Saturdays so I would have to wait an extra week to see her.
When next Saturday came around I was filled with excitement and a little trepidation. I once more texted the parlour and could feel my heart rising inside my chest a little as I awaited their response. Yes! Amy was working today, I told them I would be there at 12:30pm.
I arrived a little early, still feeling a little nervous. I hope I hadn't misread the situation last time and gotten my hopes too high. I had packed a condom in my pocket just in case, ever the boy scout. I waited in my car until a couple minutes before 12:30 then I headed inside.
I was greeted by a few girls all sitting and talking, someone came up to me and asked me if I wanted a massage. "Actually, I'm here to see Amy" I replied, a little quiet and awkwardly. This elicited a reaction and smile from the girls gathered, I guess not many men requested a specific girl and it must have seemed obvious that I had a bit of a thing for her. The one who spoke to me first took me to a room.
"Amy will come soon. Please strip." Is all she said before leaving the room and leaving me to strip out of my clothes.
I stripped off completely this time, any earlier concerns about going buck naked completely washed away after two sessions at this parlour. As I lay down on the table the door opens and in walks Amy. I get up a little and turn to see her. She looks gorgeous, I smile as I see her and her face lights up seeing that I returned.
"It's you again" she says with a smile, guess I made a memorable impression.
I smile at her reaction to seeing me again and lay back down as she starts to get ready to give me a massage. She starts off rubbing my back just like last time. The massage is nothing to write home about and it's not like she's hitting any sensual spots but at the same time I still feel the blood flowing to my cock.
After no time at all though she asks me to flip over. This visit was definitely progressing faster than my previous visits, I have to imagine it was because of the familiarity between Amy and myself. I turn, my cock standing proudly almost fully erect. Amy took this as her queue to strip off as well, she slipped the straps off her shoulders and let her dress fall to the floor. I was greeted by her petite breasts, dark nipples erect, standing in the middle of her small areola.
I reached out to caress her breasts and flick my finger over her nipple, I watched as Amy bit her lip, a small breath escaping her lips. This was different, this time, in this room, it felt more intimate, the pretence of a massage was gone. She leaned forward for a kiss, our lips met as my hand continued its ministrations on her nipple and her hand reached for my hard cock. I groaned at her touch, blood pulsing to my member as we continued to kiss. I pulled back, taking the chance to suck on Amy's nipples. She moaned at the feeling of my lips encircling her nipples, pressing down and trapping her nipple in my lips as I pulled gently with my mouth. I let my teeth graze lightly against her nipple, my tongue flicking the very tip.
I pulled back once more, gauging her reaction, trying to see just how far this can go.
"I want like last time" Amy said softly. At this point I knew, I knew that what I had sensed last time was right, that if it were her and me alone things could go to a whole other level. She wanted me to go down on her again.