Tina was eighteen when she married thirty six year old Gerald and for the first year all was well. She wasn't exactly in love with Gerald but he was a solid prospect with a growing small business and she was frankly tired of all the hapless young studs she'd been dating. She was ready for something more steady, more settled, even though she was still so young. She hadn't done that well in school and had neither the aptitude nor the desire to go on to further education. Gerald was not bad looking, he was good to her, and if he wasn't the best sexual partner she'd ever had, he certainly wasn't the worst.
For the past few months though Gerald's business had not been doing so well and he'd had to spend more and more time out of town on extended trips. Tina felt neglected, and lately more and more sexually frustrated. Gerald was currently on a trip he said could last up to two weeks, and by the middle of the second week she was ready to melt down with sexual need.
Her major outlet, as always, was physical exercise. She ran long distances, rode her bike, and treated herself afterwards to long, luxurious massage therapy sessions at a local spa.
Today though, adding to her frustrations, her usual massage therapist, Tammy, was keeping her waiting the better part of twenty minutes.
She lay face down on the massage table, naked but for a towel covering her ass. She was quietly fuming, ready to get dressed and stalk to the front desk and cancel her session, when into the room stepped Ryan, the handsomest, most muscular of the male massage therapists, smiling and full of apologies.
"So sorry for the delay, Tina," he said. "Tammy went home sick and even the receptionist has left for the day. We close early Wednesdays and I'm the only one left in the building. Will you let me deal with you?"
Will I ever, thought Tina, though she just smiled a little unsurely. Male employees didn't usually attend to female clients and she was pretty sure this was frowned upon. But nothing could help improve this frustrating day like a massage from Ryan, so what the hell. She'd always secretly wondered what a massage session with him would be like.
"The good news is we have the place all to ourselves and we won't be rushed," Ryan smiled.
"Good. After the day I've had I need a little pampering. I've been feeling neglected."
"Oh? How so?" he grinned. He poured oil on her naked shoulders and began to massage her neck.
She didn't give him any details, but to her surprise she began hinting at the frustration she'd been experiencing in her new marriage. His hands felt so good on her neck and shoulders that she began to relax and open up.
His strong hands smoothed the oil down her back and worked it into her muscles. She kept on chattering sleepily as he massaged the oil into her calves and then her thighs. His fingers came to the tops of her legs and he suddenly paused.
"Do you mind if I remove the towel?" he asked. "Sometimes I get special requests for an all-body treatment from clients with extra stress."
Tina's heart was suddenly pounding and she felt a twitch in her crotch. She knew what she should say. Sorry, I can't let you do that. I'm a married woman. What would my husband say? But Gerald was out of town, hundreds of miles away. And who knew what he might get up to all on his own?
"Please do," she murmured, her heart racing even more. Once the towel was removed, she would be completely naked with an incredibly sexy young man who wasn't her husband. The idea thrilled her more than she cared to admit.
He tossed the towel aside and poured oil onto her gorgeous ass cheeks. Then he began gently massaging it into the firm mounds.
"You have the most beautiful ass I've ever seen," he muttered. And he let one finger trace down between her buns and touch the sweet bud of her asshole.
"Oh my! That feels so good," she groaned.
Her buns were so firm and trim under his hands. He dug his fingers into the flesh and smoothed in the oil till the mounds glistened. His cock flexed inside his shorts and shifted to the left.
"I want you to sit up for me for a moment or two," he went on. "I want to do something special for you."
Without hesitation she swung her legs down and sat on the edge of the table. Her huge naked tits hung heavy and ripe in front of her, the nipples already erect.
He stood behind her, pouring oil onto each hand. Then he was reaching around her, scooping the undersides of her heavy tits into his palms. He hefted them, squeezed them, then began to massage them just the way he'd done her buns.
She groaned out loud. She couldn't help herself. And when his thumbs tweaked her nipples she thought for a second she'd faint with pleasure. In all the weeks and months of her courtship and marriage, Gerald had never made her feel this good.
"Oh fuck," she muttered softly.
He played with her tits for some time, coating them in oil, making them glisten. He pressed them back into her chest, rotated them, jiggled them up and down like they were some ripe fruit. When he finally let go the oil dripped off her nipples onto her golden thighs.
"Beautiful tits, beautiful ass. What else do you have that's beautiful?" he murmured.
He helped her lay back down, watched the big tits heave and separate. Then he stepped back a moment and peeled off his T-shirt and shorts. "Sometimes a client gets embarrassed being naked. It's only fair that I should be naked too. Do you mind?"
It was all such a snow-job, Tina knew, but she was so turned on she didn't really care.
She hadn't felt this excited, this exhilarated, in some time. She was enjoying this whole experience.
"I'm not embarrassed," she admitted. "And I want to see you naked."
He had a beautiful muscular body. And once his cock came into view she couldn't take her eyes off it. It was huge, thick and heavy and over seven inches long though it was still far from fully erect.
She thought then that all the teasing was over and that he'd just climb on top of her and fuck her. But he wanted to play with her a little longer, it seemed.
He moved to the top of the table and tilted it down so the her head and shoulders were lower than the rest of her body. He spread his legs so that his huge cock and balls were directly above her face. Then he poured more oil onto her belly and began to smooth it down toward her crotch. Her pussy was completely shaved, he was glad to see.
He had to lean down over her as he spread the oil further on her flat belly. The sac of his heavy balls touched her forehead and then scraped up beside her nose and across the corner of her mouth. She stuck out her tongue and licked it as it passed her lips.
"I hope you're still comfortable," he murmured, and he shifted slightly so that his balls rolled all the way back down her face to her forehead.
"I'm just great," she sighed. "I'm loving this close-up view of your cock and balls."
His fingers were smoothing oil now down past her flanks and onto her thighs. He was being careful for now not to get oil on her pussy, which seemed to be opening for him like some exotic plant.
"This is my ultimate special treatment," he said at last. And he began to lick the swollen outer lips of her moist cunt.
"Ohhh! Ohhh!" she moaned. "More of that! Yes! More of that!"
He was shifting his body again as he licked her, and this time his growing cock bumped and rolled its way down her face to her forehead, then back up towards her chin. He was rubbing it ever so gently all over her face. She felt traces of pre-cum juice suddenly sticky on her cheeks, her nose.
She opened her mouth wide and this time when his cockhead reached her lips she was ready. She folded her mouth over the bloated bulb of his cock and held on to it. He paused for just a second or two and then moved forward, easing two, three, four inches of cock into her mouth.
"How does that feel? You all right?" he asked, as if it were the most natural thing in the world for him to be ramming his cock down her throat.
"Mmm! Mmm!" she gurgled, reaching back her hands to clutch his ass.
"I'll take that as a yes," he said, as he went back to licking her pussy lips. He was going deeper now, probing with his tongue and folding back her twat lips. His fingers pried her open even further till the bud of her clit was visible. The pink inner flesh was glistening with moisture.
Her lower body was twitching now. He could feel her thighs tensing and relaxing, tensing and relaxing. Her belly and tits started quivering. He wondered what would happen once he touched her clit. He put it off for as long as he could.
His cock was fully erect now and he eased it back and forth in her mouth, going a little deeper every few strokes. She had brought one hand around to grasp the base of his prick and she was squeezing and pumping, squeezing and pumping.
She wondered suddenly what Gerald would say if he could see her now, lying naked on a massage table with a handsome young stud eating her pussy and fucking her face. She realized she didn't give a damn what he thought. She'd married him because she was tired of dating jerks and because he had money and would provide for her. He was a nice enough guy, but he had his jerky side too. He was selfish and didn't seem to care much about satisfying her needs. And she sure had her needs! Today, here and now, was proof of it.
Also, he spent way too much time at that damned business of his, whatever it was. She'd never been interested enough to find out. As long as he paid her bills. Anyway, this was the result. Married just under a year and his wife sucking another man's cock. What did he expect? She'd always loved sex, and with Gerald it was only so so. Lately, it hadn't been good at all.
This, on the other hand, was fucking terrific. A handsome young guy licking her pussy, gently sliding his cock in and out of her mouth. It was just what she needed.
Her pussy was gaping open for him now, the lips glistening wet and peeled back. Every few seconds her crotch bucked up at him, forcing itself onto his mouth. He touched her swollen clit with his tongue and began gently to tease and tickle it.
"Mmm! Mmm!" she groaned, sparks of pleasure shooting through her.
She shifted her head so that his cock could go deeper into her throat. Her lips formed a perfect seal round the rock-hard shaft. His hip movements had speeded up so that he was now fucking her face with steady, even thrusts.
She wanted to howl out loud with joy but all she could do was moan and growl around his cock. So this was what real sex could be like, she thought. Ryan was using her mouth, her throat, for his own pleasure, but what was he giving her in return? She could already feel a terrific climax building deep inside her.
"This is one sweet fucking pussy," he gasped suddenly, coming up for air. "I can't remember the last time I had this much fun sucking cunt."
