R Simpson - Massage parlor wife

"Eat it, baby – eat that asshole. Lick it! Yes – let your tongue go way up there. Ohhh, doesn't that taste good? Suck ads – suck it, honey, suck it!"

Terry felt no conscience pang for this magical moment of sexual ecstasy. Instead, it all seemed like a dream, a dream come true. The man's blond body reminded her so vividly of a young man she dug in high school. He'd tried to get her to go down on him at a drive-in movie, but she'd objected. Always, she hated herself for not satisfying him, especially alter she learned how common oral sex was, discovering about ninety per cent of the young people were copulating like this all the time on a regular basis, and it made her hate herself for losing him.

Being dark, she was forever finding herself fascinated with light-skinned men. They always held a tremendous fascination for her.

And what was so remarkable about this man was how clean his entire body looked. The blond hair gave his skin a golden haze, and even the blond hair in his behind made that more appealing. The body shampoo had cleaned him off completely, and the fresh scent of the oil she'd rubbed on his buttocks was pleasing, but what appealed to her was his enjoyment of this act. She'd never seen a man turn-on like this – and the warmth of his asshole even appealed to her tongue. She liked her tongue being pressed tightly in the asshole, as he'd grip it, and release it, all the time holding his asscheeks parted, allowing her superb entrance.

"Drive it up there! Farther! Thata' girl! Yes! Ohhh, baby. Do I like that? Yes, I do! Lick it, I like it, lick my asshole!"

Indeed it was a revitalizing experience for both of them, as she had given total tongue stimulation, and added the touch of her fingertips to the sensitive area behind his balls.

"Baby," he panted, "I'll blow my mind if you don't quick – gobble down my prick!"

She realized from his wild ass wiggling that he was indeed nearing the moment when his penis had to be satisfied. She slid her tongue out, and licked the sides of his asshole, as she did so. Then, the blond man turned over, and flung, his penis into her face.

"How's that for size?" he smiled. "Doesn't it look good?"

"Sucking good," she nodded, and she pulled the penis to her mouth, marveling at the size of his throbbing male member. Lavishing the head of it with hot tongue licks, she produced a series of high-voltage sensations that sent the sexual excitement surging through his body.

"Ohhhh – ahhhh, baby, lick it!"

Terry knew enough about oral sex from satisfying her own husbands desires that she determined not to rush it. She let her tongue lick around it gently, and then copping the head of it with her mouth slowly started a sucking action.

This was followed by a sucking trick her husband had taught her, when he was coaching her in cock-sucking. That was letting the lower lip drag over the glans portion of the penis, instantly, the blond man's body quivered as sexual pleasure raced up and down his tingling spine.

"That's great. Suck it like that. I like it when your lip drags over my dick. They gut you trained real good."

Inside, Terry laughed for she knew he'd flip-out if he knew it was her husband who'd trained her, and that he represented her first client at the Roman Massage Parlor.

"Come on, cocksucker, eat that dick," he gasped, enjoying once more the excitement of speaking humiliating words to her. "Eat it, you hear baby – suck that cock – suck it off!"

Insomuch as he was her first customer, she decided to do some experimentation in cock-sucking, to determine what methods and what techniques could produce the most intense pleasure.

She alternately would suck smoothly on just the head of the shaft. Then, she would vary her mouth movements, letting her mouth move down to the base of it.

"That's it – that's it, cock-sucker," he commented happily, enjoying her mouth sucking intensely. "But baby – don't forget my nuts – play with them."

Her hands went down to his testicles, and she tugged on them.

"Not so hard…"

Without taking her mouth off his penis to reply, she fingered his testicles much more gently and he patted her appreciatively on the head indicating she was doing it right for him.

"Take it all in," he demanded. "Let it slide down your fucking throat."

"Yes – yes, baby!" he panted as he pushed it down her throat and began throat-fucking her in earnest, with both hands on her head guiding her.

Terry didn't take her fingers off his testicles as she continued to find super-excitement in his cock-stabbing down her mouth.

"Ohhhh – ahhhhh – yes – yes," he cried. "That's it – you're opening up – Open sesame!"

The juicy penis promised her a delicious load of sperm, and she could just imagine how much he'd shoot into her mouth, as he stabbed in earnest. She was curious to know if all men deposited the same amount of sperm in a woman.

She was eager to know if she would enjoy his juice as much as she always enjoyed the cum-load her husband shot to her. She could see some sense in variety. While all men were endowed with genitals, nevertheless she was discovering the lie to endowment equality. The blond man's penis wasn't much longer than her husband's penis was, she calculated. However, it looked thicker.

"Ohhhhh – ahhhhhhh – I'm almost there," he panted, as be pushed it down her throat, "I'm – oh hh hhh!"

He said no more, but his penis spoke for him, as he got his rocks off, sending a thick, creamy load of hot sperm down her willing throat.

"Eat it!" he demanded. "Eat my gook, you cocksucker – eat it!"

No amount of debasing admonitions lessened the thrill. It only increased the intensity of the keen pleasure she felt as he plunged it into her.

"Ahhhh – ohhhhhh, yes – suck it – suck it out!" The virile, young, muscular blond man pulled himself far enough out, so she could finish sucking in her mouth, instead of losing the cum-taste, as it flashed down her throat.

"Ahhhh – iiieeeowwww," he grunted, as he felt her suck the juices proudly out of his penis, and he just as proudly shot once more, turned-on in an electrifying manner as he was.

"Eat me," he begged. "Eat it up!"

She marveled at the newest discovery she had just made. Indeed – there was a difference in sperm loads, and to her great surprise in the taste of sperm too.

This man tasted sweet, and she liked the taste of his juices. Her husband had a bitter flavor to his sperm she didn't like as well. This annoyed her, for now she felt a curiosity surfacing about how other men might taste.

When he'd finished shooting, she slid smoothly off him, and he complimented her. "You're the best chick in the place – you really are! Some of them dames are mechanical fuckers. You put a twenty in their twats, and they light up, and fuck, and suck! But they don't put no feeling into it – like you do!"

The blond man gave her twenty and tipped her ten. The next two men who came for massages didn't ask anything out of the ordinary. When she went off duty, Frances Iden, with a knowing smile asked. "And how much did you make in tips?"

"Thirty," Terry replied.

"You may keep fifteen, dear – and we split on the men who get the regular massage – I pay once a week."

"Thank you," Terry told her, and then she started to leave.

"Wait up," Laura called after her. "I'll give you a lift! Here – wait up."

Terry slowed down, and the two women walked out together. They didn't discuss the evening's activity until they were driving home.

"How did it go?"

"Alright, I guess," Terry replied, still having some misgivings about her involvement in the wild sexual activities.

"Well, baby – it takes time to get used to it, I suppose."