Norma Egan - Massage parlor wife

She could tell by now that Tony was highly aroused by her innocence and inexperience. His hands grew hotter on her tits, and he massaged them eagerly while she massaged his shoulders and chest. An attractive young man like Tony must have had every professional girl in town, Naturally he'd be excited about something new "What'd you do before this job?" he said..

"Nothing," said Lynn. "I mean, I was a housewife."

She regretted saying that. Even Ed didn't know she was married. She wanted to keep her family out of this. Tony's hot expert hands on her tits were driving her wild, fogging her brain "Oh, yeah?" he said, obviously interested. "You ever make it with anybody but your old man?"

"No," Lynn said nervously, and she was tempted to add that she had no intention of being unfaithful. But somehow the words wouldn't come out.

To her relief, Tony didn't pursue this line of questioning. He only nodded, then lay back to enjoy her massage. She was moving down his body now, too far for him to play with her tits. She massaged his hips and belly briefly, and she could feel her hands beginning to sweat as she approached his cock.

A man like Tony must have had the best in professional services. Lynn was afraid she'd be too dull and clumsy when it came to jacking him off. Nervously she folded her fingers around his soft warm dick and began to pump it gently.

"Is this how you want it, Tony?" she asked. "If you'd like something else, just tell me. I'm still learning."

He looked her in the eye, ginning slightly. "I like it that way," he said. "You know, I could just go to a cathouse and get my rocks off, but that can get boring. I like somebody different. You're different, Lynn."

She managed a smile. It was a relief to know that he wanted her to be clumsy and inexperienced. Still she felt nervous. In fact, silly as it seemed, she felt like a virgin. Tony must know everything there was to know about fucking and sucking, but her experience had been so limited…

He kept watching her, and it was hard to concentrate on her work. She had his limp pale cock firmly grasped in her little fist and was pumping it steadily, swiftly-but her motions were mechanical, her mind far away. She was imagining a bedroom instead of a massage room, Tony caressing her, slipping between her thighs.

More hot pussy-juice squirted helplessly from her aroused cunt and trickled down her thighs. Lynn was glad Tony couldn't see it. She was ashamed of her uncontrollable arousal. She couldn't seem to stop her wicked thoughts. Yielding to impulse, she snuck her free hand under his warm rosy balls and began to massage them. They felt nice-silky and clean.

"Yeah," Tony sighed, "that's good, baby. Play with my nuts."

Lynn tightened her hand around his soft throbbing balls, not enough to hurt, but enough to make him snort with sudden pleasure. She pumped his cock faster-but not too fast. She was in no hurry to bring Tony off. She couldn't get enough of touching him.

She felt his cock twitch in her fist, felt it swelling up fat and tight, forcing her fingers farther apart. Looking down, she watched the dark-red head of his prick creeping out of her fist as his cock lengthened into full erection. A dizzy wave of longing came over her, and she felt her pussy suddenly soaked with steamy juice.

Lynn shook her head, making the dizzy spell pass. She was supposed to be a professional, not an inept horny housewife. She noticed that glistening pearls of cream were starting to bubble from the piss-slit of Tony's rosy cock-head, and she quickly smeared the stuff onto her fingers. With that hot lubrication, her pumping became even faster and slicker.

"Nice, baby," he sighed, "real nice. Don't bring me off yet, though. Take your time. Yeah, that's it. No hurry."

Lynn's fingers were trembling as she pumped his stiff slick dick in slow teasing strokes. Cream poured steadily from her aroused and aching little twat, soaking her thighs. She could no longer deny that she wanted to fuck this dark handsome man, wanted it urgently-but her conscience told her it was all wrong. She was a married woman, she loved her husband Dear, dull Bill. Oh, God, if only he'd tried to keep her interested, if only he'd brought a little novelty into their lovemaking. Then she wouldn't be creaming and panting for this stranger, powerfully tempted to break her marriage vows…

"Okay, now get up on the table," said Tony.

"What?" said Lynn. Lost in her guilty thoughts of Bill, she'd only half heard him, didn't understand what he wanted.

Fortunately Tony wasn't pissed off. He grinned and said, "Oh, yeah, I forgot-you never did this before. Well, I just want you to get up on the table, over me, and go on with what you're doing."

Lynn got the idea, and she blushed. She climbed up onto the wide massage table and straddled Tony, a knee on either side of his trim hips. Her naked exposed pussy was so close to his stiff drooling cock… Lynn was both embarrassed and aroused. Tony appreciatively eyed her big swaying tits and her neat little brown beaver as she began to pump his cock again.

Lynn avoided his grinning look. She kept her eyes down, but that wasn't much help, because then she focused on his cock. It was rampantly stiff, the dark red knob gleaming with his juice. His rosy balls were swollen up tight, hot and pulsing. She imagined that beautifully rigid cock slicing into her, filling her seething starved cunt…

At the very thought of fucking him, her horny little twat produced a flood of steamy cunt-cream, and before Lynn could do anything about it, the sticky hot stuff dripped out onto Tony's cock.

She flushed deep red and wanted to die of shame. Nothing could have revealed her wicked lust more vividly than to cream right onto his dick!

She looked up, her face scarlet, and found Tony grinning at her. He seemed really pleased.

"It's really turning you on, huh, doll?" he laughed. "Well, let's do something about it. I could really dig balling you.

Lynn swallowed hard. Her famished cunt said yes, yes, yes-but her stern conscience told her that it was wrong to cheat on her husband.

"Tony," she said shakily, "I've never been unfaithful to Bill before. I don't know If I-"

He interrupted her. She could see that he was struggling to be patient but that his good humor wouldn't last long. He was a man used to getting what he wanted, with no arguments.

"Look, baby," he said, "your husband doesn't ever have to know. Neither of us are gonna tell, right? Besides, I paid plenty for this, and I want my money s worth. Ed wouldn't be too happy if I told him you didn't do your job."

His threat convinced her. No matter what her conscience told her, she needed this job, needed the money desperately. Lynn forced herself to stop thinking about right and wrong, about the consequences. She had to do what Tony wanted.

"I'm sorry, Tony," she said meekly. "You're right. I'll do whatever you want."

"That's better," he said, grinning. "Go ahead, baby-put it in."

She couldn't stop blushing as she seized Tony's swollen creamy prick and eased the blazing hot head into the slick little mouth of her cunt. The word "adultery" rang in her mind-but the moment she felt Tony's hard fat cock-head entering her cunt, she could think of nothing else but the stunning pleasure it gave her. Oh, God, she was long overdue for this…

"Ooohh!" Lynn crooned.

"Yeah, yeah," Tony panted. "Take it, doll. Take my cock all the way..

Lynn held herself rigid and quivering over him while Tony slid his hard hot meat into her fuck-hole, taking his time, savoring her reaction. She whined and moaned helplessly as his thick cock slowly stuffed her horny little twat, and her pussy-cream boiled hotly around his rod.

"Ohhhhhh, God," she whimpered, feeling his hard hot cock-head coming to rest against her womb. Her cunt blazed with arousal, nipping and creaming all over his deep-thrust meat.