The Massage

Alex glanced down at his phone quickly, checking the time as he wove his car through the mid morning highway traffic. At this rate he'd never make it on time. He typed a message to Emma, his best friend's young wife, who was also an incredibly talented masseuse.

"I'm gonna be 5min late. Please don't hold it against me! 🙏"

Setting his phone down, Alex rubbed his left shoulder. His religious gym schedule was finally starting to pay off, but it'd all be for nothing if he had to take a break for injuries. Thankfully, Emma had just started seeing clients again after a nearly two year Covid hiatus. His friend's wife had insisted on the utmost of caution in their household during the pandemic. In fact, Alex hadn't seen them in person in nearly 18 months!

Ten minutes later, Alex turned into their driveway, easing to a slow stop in front of a modest two story suburban home. Glancing at his phone before slipping it into the pocket of his loose black gym shorts, Alex read her reply. He was sure she was teasing, but their 15 year age gap made him feel like a virtual dinosaur in her presence. He couldn't help being nervous, after all it had been so long.

He paused to adjust his manhood in his snug Ethika's so as to avoid any wardrobe malfunctions before strolling as calmly as possible towards the door. He had a newfound sense of confidence in his newly toned body, but Alex was also slightly ashamed. After all, Emma had massaged him plenty before his weight loss and was perfectly familiar with his lumps and bumps. He hoped she would appreciate an all around smaller client to work with, but he also hadn't been nearly naked around anyone in almost a year.

Alex couldn't have asked for more. In fact, maybe he could've used a little less. He was blushing uncontrollably. The way her body mashed against his completely and the sincere admiration in Emma's squeezes put him instantly at ease. The scent of her hair and the firmness of her younger body brought goosebumps to his arms.

As soon as she left the dimly lit back bedroom, Alex stripped his tank top over his head. His body read more like an art gallery than a middle aged man, with colorful traditional tattoos swirling over most of his skin than not. Next he removed everything from his pockets to get more comfortable. He set his black framed glasses on top of his shirt and laid on the table, leaving his shorts and boxers on. He wasn't sure of the proper etiquette in such a private setting and didn't want to surprise Emma with his nakedness.

"Go ahead, get em all out!" Alex suggested with a laugh. "I appreciate your compliments, but I'm no good at accepting them!"

"I've been lifting really heavy on a 4 day split and it's been going well. But this left shoulder I've had those surgeries on just won't seem to cooperate. My quads have also been really tight & wanting to cramp if you don't mind hitting my legs good today."

Alex gave a mock flutter kick in example. He felt like an idiot. He hadn't been social in so long that even the attention of someone performing a service for him had Alex's heart racing and cheeks coloring. He was glad his head was already resting with his face through the hole of her plush table.

Alex flipped over faster than he had intended. There was no way he was going to pass up a chance to have this beauty's hands all over his newly muscular legs. The tattoos on his chest rose and fell with each of his nervous breaths. He hadn't realized how relaxed and comfortable he was becoming while lying on his stomach. The warm air on his legs tickled their hairs as he felt his cock begin to rise. He willed it to behave to no avail. Thankfully he had left on his boxers and gym shorts, so he hoped that his unwelcome guest would not join the session. He was sooooo embarrassed, but it had been months since he had felt such soft hands.

'Fuck it...' though Alex. You only

lived once. The feeling of her expert fingers on his aching legs was pure heaven. The response of his sizable manhood was now firmly beyond his control. Before he could reconsider, he threw caution to the wind.

"I didn't want to make it weird.... I'd take these baggy ass shorts off at least. I mean, if you don't mind...." Alex gulped nervously. "I still have Ethika's on underneath," he tried to reason. He shut his mouth before his nerves blew it for him. He appreciated her professionalism, but the idea of this sexy wife seeing the outline of his bulge was starting to really turn him on.

Alex wasn't going to wait for her to reconsider. He lifted his hips off the table and reached for the legs of his slick baggy gym shorts, not realizing that he was thrusting his growing bulge in her general direction until it was too late.

He slid them down his legs with a single yank, the cool air instantly eliciting a reaction from his body. He shivered in his uncovered state despite the hot ache growing in his belly and his balls. He slid his feet out of the shorts to leave him nearly bared on the table before her. He hoped his gamble would pay off and she wouldn't be disgusted by his unsolicited display of arousal.

"Ummmm..." Alex stammered. He had lost himself in the rhythms of her touch. The brush of the backside of her pinkie finger along the length of his smooth cock caused an audible groan to escape his lips as his member twitched reflexively at the contact.

"I can move it to the other side, but it's just gonna stick out more..." He groaned again, but this time in embarrassment. His nerves were quickly fading. "It curves a little bit, so that's against the grain, so to speak." Somehow in his mind the explanation was helpful. Out loud it seemed oversharinh. Alex giggled nervously and smacked his palm flat against his forehead.

"I'm really sorry.... Here," he finally reached inside his boxers to adjust his lengthening cock. He felt slick precum stick to his forefinger as he moved his tool from along his right leg to his left. His cock now curved along the length of his leg to point towards the ceiling, obscenely stretching the thin fabric of his boxers. He could still feel his sticky but slick fluid on the tips of his finger. Unsure where to wipe them, he simply gave up. He had never felt so embarrassed and exposed in his life. He hoped she wouldn't burst out in laughter.

Alex couldn't claim to be an expert on women's meanings and desires, but he certainly had enough experience to recognize the hitch in Emma's voice as pure arousal. Her words were nothing but professional. Her tone, however, was starting to become far more distant and distracted than it had been when they started.

When her actions became more and more sensual, Alex felt his cock hardening to its full length. Soon he felt as if she were stroking the length his entire thigh like it was simply a diversion from where she really wanted to put her hands. Her strokes brought her hand closer and closer to his balls, eventually causing his testicles to retreat before slowly returning to their place. They were now nearly aching for her soft touch, full and tender.

His hips escalated their encounter as if by reflex. They began to rock subtly to the timing of her strokes, matching her rhythm oppositely so that her hands began to slide all the way up his leg. Her hands moved between his full balls and his leg, making unavoidable repeated contact with his sack. He groaned his approval, his arousal ruling his actions.

Alex's eyes were closed tightly as if to suspend all disbelief over the magic that was occurring. When he felt Emma suddenly stop her stroking of his leg, he instantly worried that he had pushed her too far. Fuck, was he going to be in some trouble! His mind began to race, devastating consequences of making moves on his friend's wife spinning terrifying images behind his closed lids.

As quickly as he started worrying, he just as quickly stopped. She had simply been switching sides of the table again. Her hands encircled his right leg high in his crotch, mashing his cock under her palm and against his leg. She gave it a gentle but unmistakable squeeze before resuming her stroking. With every stroke of his thigh, Emma ran her hand the length of Alex's throbbing cock. He was now certain there was no confusing what direction this massage was headed.

Alex hesitantly opened his eyes and was greeted by a sight he couldn't have even imagined. Emma was facing his feet, her head pointed towards his balls like a hunting dog that had locked a scent. Her delicious, round, full ass was mere inches from his head encased and on display in a way only modern leggings could pull off. For so long he had wanted to feel how firm it was with his own hands. Today was the day his willpower lost to his lust. He reached his right hand up to cradle her right ass cheek in his palm, half expecting a slap.

Emma's groans and the fact that she was practically sitting on his hand were more encouragement than even Alex needed. He turned his hand, still palm up, to point towards his feet and firmly slid it between her slightly parted thighs. Heat emanated from her pussy like a wood fired stove, threatening to scorch his fingers. Her fluids coated his palm and he imagined she must be practically gushing beneath her clothing.

He pushed forward with his hand until his fingers felt the cool fresh air on the other side. Only then did he curl his fingers up and run the the entire length of her most sensitive area. He started above her clit on her swollen mound and traced his fingers back, never breaking contact with her body. He pinched her lips between three fingers through her leggings, wondering if she wore panties under them, and teased his way towards her ass. He let his middle finger split her labia and softly dip between. Meanwhile his other two fingers maintained their pressure on her lips, gently squeezing them until he gently moved beyond them to where he imagined her tight puckered asshole waited.

When Emma's thighs parted even further, Alex accepted the invitation to explore her pussy in earnest. He firmly rubbed tight circles over her clit, relishing her moans and groans. Sliding his middle finger towards her leaking hole, he pressed the fabric of her leggings into her pussy, feeling her lips give way to his intrusive fabric sheathed finger. Only when he felt the pad of his finger catch the edge of her opening did he stop, pressing his finger flat against her hole. He worked it in and out while still flat, creating a sort of suction around his finger as her pussy seemed to now be flowing with musky, sticky juices.

Her hand was so soft encircling his swollen cock that he at first didn't realize what was happening. Looking down, his cock looked massive between her small fingers that struggled to touch around his girth. Only then did he remember that she was 15 years his junior. Her soft skin and firm ass, her heavenly wet pussy and sexy green eyes, but most of all her groans and grinding made Alex feel like either the biggest perv, or the luckiest almost 40 year old man alive. When her thumb began to swirl precum around the tip of his cock, he decided he didn't care which.

Alex lifted his hips off the table, allowing her to slide his boxers down past his ass. felt so open & exposed in front of his friend's wife, but the look in her eyes & the set of her jaw had him confident that she wouldn't turn him in for his lecherous behavior. His cock and balls free of their confines, he hoped to coax Emma into a similar state of undress. He hooked his thumbs in the waistband of her snug black leggings and began to tug, hoping she would be equally as accommodating. He wanted nothing more than to feel the soft skin of her tender pussy under his fingers, but finally seeing the ass he had dreamed about for years would just be icing on the cake of this day.

Alex bucked his hips softly, slowly fucking Emma's hand as it stroked his lengthy member. He ran his hand over the generous swell of her ass, savoring the goosebumps that rose under his touch. He gave her cheek a firm squeeze before returning to the prize at her center. He again dipped his finger into her sopping

wet hole, this time unrestricted by layers. He felt her incredibly tight but well lubed hole stretching to accommodate his intrusion before closing firmly around his knuckle. Alex was totally mesmerized taking in the sights before him. Never in a million years would he have expected to see Emma, his best friend's wife, naked from the waist down with his finger in her pink folds while she stroked up a fury.

Alex worked her squishy slit until he could practically taste her scent in the air. Sensing she was being distracted by his ministrations, he removed his digit from inside her and again rubbed her gorgeous ass. It had been years since he had felt anything so equally firm AND soft. He traced her curves until his hand was in the small of her back, where he applied gentle pressure, almost as if none at all. Emma bent at the waist more by suggestion than direction, exposing her incredibly pink, swollen pussy lips to his gaze as her face neared his glistening manhood.

Alex inhaled sharply at the touch of her full lips to his shiny helmet. Emma's skilled tongue traced from the curve of his head to its leaking tip, the delicacy of her actions setting off fireworks behind his eyes. The tender actions of her lips and tongue left no doubts in Alex's mind that she was greatly enjoying her prize. Hoping to prolong the encounter as long as possible, he shifted his focus to her exposed backside.

Her ass wiggled and bounced gently in rhythm to the movements of her head, drawing Alex's eyes and hand in spellbinding fashion. He caressed her smooth cheeks again, lost in their smooth curves. She seemed to wiggle against his hand until his finger made contact with her hooded clit. He worked his fingers in small circles, occasionally dipping one into just the opening of her wet pussy. Smearing her slick juices, he allowed his fingers to dance and thrum over her clit.

Alex paused his relentless finger attention to bring his hand to his mouth, tasting her delicious pussy for the first time. Emma's juices were more than he ever could have imagined. She was musky and sweet, tangy and pungent, womanly but young at the same time. The single taste focused the beam of his need and he told her so.

"This delicious pussy seems awfully tight to me!" Alex teased. "Perhaps you had better sit right here over my face & let me work it out some for you...." Despite the bantering innuendo, Alex needed to bury his tongue deep inside her. "Maybe you could even lose the shirt? I know you're hiding something special under there." He knew by now she was enjoying their romp. He only hoped the table could support their exercises.

Alex saw her body flush under his gaze and felt his own skin react in kind. Her full breasts were firm and proud, her hard nipples pointed firmly in his direction. By the time she made it to the table he thought he might die of thirst.

Alex felt her right knee make contact with the table next to his ear as Emma leaned forward to grab the edge of the table. Her beautiful natural tits hung between their bodies in his line of sight until she pulled herself up and swung her left leg over his head. While her fantastic tits were no longer visible, they were replaced by a sight to behold. Glistening and pink, warm and wet, needy and hungry, Alex had a face full view of the most incredible pussy he had ever laid eyes on.

Alex slid his hands up the sides of Emma's thighs Until they settled in the curve where her hips met her waist. He turned his head slightly and planted gentle kisses along the inside of her left thigh, working his way up until his lips were in the crease between her leg and her lip. Only when he felt her shudder did he open his mouth wide to surround her pussy. He sucked her lips into his mouth, savoring her flowing juices. Only when he had drunk his fill of her nectar did he release her and begin to tease and swirl his tongue in circles around her covered clit.

The contact of Emma's tongue under the head of his cock caused Alex's ass cheeks to flex in response. He groaned from deep within his belly, muffled only by the increasing pressure of her thighs on his head. The more he squirmed and groaned, the wetter she got. It was as if her own arousal were directly tied to his pleasure. When she started to move her mouth up and down his cock while rocking back onto his face, Alex took her cues in stride.

He stiffened his tongue and stuck it out as she rocked back towards his face. Emma's momentum buried his tongue deep within her pussy, coating his face with her juices. Alex encouraged her to ride his face, his hands assisting her rhythmic undulations.

Soon he had her bouncing on his face, her pussy now flowing a steady stream down his chin. Her ass cheeks bounced in time with the bobs of her head, squeezing his face between them as the tip of his nose occasionally brushed the darkened skin of her tight asshole.

"I had no idea you were such a good cocksucker," he encouraged her. "I suppose you're going to want me to keep your dirty little secret, aren't you?" Alex playfully bounced her ass, savoring the smooth skin between his fingers.

The vibrations from within Emma's throat were absolutely electric, blazing a pathway from the root of his cock straight to his brain. When she gagged on his length Alex felt so virile and manly. She was stroking his ego just as thoroughly as his dick. He felt her saliva running down his shaft, rapidly cooling outside the confines of her warm mouth.

No one had ever turned him on as completely as his friend's young wife. Alex's hips bucked gently but without his input, reflexively trying to fit more of himself in her accommodating mouth. He ached to make her want more. He wrapped his arms around Emma's body, settling in the hollow where her ass sloped into her back. He pulled her tightly against his face, her ass threatening to smother him in a most envious death. He let his tongue dance wildly, alternating between flicking her swollen clit and attempting to reach the most private depths of her delicious cunt.

"You're such a dirty little cunt," he tried. She seemed to have previously responded to his more vile words. "Only good sluts get to cum on my face, but you'll have to ask permission before you do...." Alex hoped he wasn't pushing her too far. The last thing he wanted was to somehow pump the brakes on her libido.

"You're so dirty grinding on my face!" He encouraged. "Cum for me Emma... I'll let you feel this cock inside you if you let me taste that delicious girl cum!" Alex was going wild for her enthusiasm. Her rocking hips and groans threatening to push him over the edge. His balls were so full, they could to burst at any moment from her attention.

When she cradled his balls softly he began to thrust his hips, allowing his shaft to slide through her lips sideways. He almost needed to cum once before he fucked her if he hoped to last for any amount of time.

"Yes! Yes, baby.... I love the way you suck my cock!" Alex groaned his quick response from deep inside her swollen cunt. The vibrations of her groans threatened to push him over the edge.

The trembling of Emma's legs clued him in to her impending orgasm. He doubled his efforts on her magnificent snatch, slurping and tonguing with a fury. Only when he felt the dam break did he slow down, swallowing her fluids with thirst as she gushed and ground her way through her ecstasy.

"If you don't slow down I'm going to cum soon," he warned her between hunches of her hips and back. Alex placed gentle kisses on the insides of her thighs as he massaged her ass cheeks. He didn't want to overstimulate her likely tender pussy just yet.

He had given her a chance. Alex could hold back no longer. He opened his mouth to warn her, but no words could escape. Instead, he slid his hands up to her shoulders and squeezed, hoping to announce his release.