Random Snapshots #11
Mark sat at the breakfast table talking to his father the day he was started his first semester of college classes. He was nervous about going from his small high school to the big university classes where he hardly knew anyone other than a couple of high school classmates who chose to go to the same local university and live at home to save money like he had planned to do. His dad tried to reassure him that all would be well. His dad reviewed with him all of the prep work he had done to be ready for this day and that he had always had excellent grades and that college would be no different if he just applied himself and managed his time wisely. They played something of a game of "Point-Counterpoint" and his dad had won. His dad had more reasons why he should and would do well than Mark could come up with as to why he would fail.
Satisfied that he had won the debate, his dad got up to leave for the office. "You know, think about this. If by noon you are having a good day, treat yourself to a stress-relieving massage this evening. You can afford to treat yourself and reinforce your hard work by spoiling yourself with a relaxing massage. When your first day has been a success and you get the knots out of your muscles, you will be ready to take on anything the school can throw at you. From here on it will be a cake walk."
Mark thought about it and decided his dad was right. He left for his first round of classes and once he settled in and got through the morning, he decided it was not going to be the monster he had made college out to be. Yes, he thought, it was going to be hard work, but he was now beginning to think he was up to the challenge. He randomly called one of the massage parlors that was known to be reputable just a few blocks from campus. He was only able to get the last open slot of the evening since he planned it so late.
He showed up at 9 pm, walking into the bright, cheerful lobby and checked in at the front desk. A middle aged man checked him in and took him to the room at the end of the hall. The place was set up something like a doctor's office with several small rooms in a sequence as they walked down the hall. All of the rooms were empty and the man commented that each masseuse had their own rooms. He walked Mark in and said his masseuse would be with him momentarily. The man handed him a couple of lush bath towels and told him to get undressed, to lie face down on the table, cover his midsection with one towel and to have the other on the table for afterward. As the man left, he stopped just outside and began to talk with someone named Claire.
"You have the last client of the night, Claire. He should be ready for you in a moment. Everyone else is gone and I will lock the door as I leave. Just be sure to lock up when you finish."
"Sure, Ryan, but you know I don't like being here alone this late with a male client."
"Don't worry," said Ryan, "I sized him up and he seems like a decent sort to me. And you have the panic button if anything seems haywire."
Nothing more was said and Claire walked in and shut the door behind her. Mark was already lying face down with a towel across his midsection covering his ass from his lower back to just below his ass cheeks. Neither saw the other's face.
"Hi, I am Claire. I will be providing your massage tonight. I use oils to prevent irritating the skin, since the rubdown can be intense depending on the degree of tension I find. I will massage your body from the neck down your arms and shoulders and back. I will stop at the small of your back and then move to your thighs and lower legs. When I am done with that, I will have you turn over and will and I will do the same for your chest to your waist and then move to your legs and feet. I will warn you now that occasionally there is some incidental contact with your genitals. That is not an indication that I want or intend to have sex with you. I apologize in advance if that incidental contact occurs. Any questions or special requests - other than sex?"
Mark was sure he knew that voice from somewhere but could not place it. But he remained face down on the table and said that he did not have any questions and was sorry if she ever had to deal with men who tried to turn the whole thing into something sordid and sexual. Claire smiled to herself at his sweet innocence and relaxed. She was pretty sure this would be an easy client to satisfy and that he would likely keep his hands to himself.
She turned on some soft music as was her custom to help her clients relax and to set the mood for a soothing massage. Mark thought of the waterfalls and bird sounds mixed with the music and thought he might fall asleep. Then he felt the smooth hands and the warm oil on his shoulders and neck. Claire's voice softened as she spoke soft, kind, reassuring words through the course of his upper body massage. Mark's body responded in a variety of ways to her touch and her voice. While the tension melted from his shoulders and neck and arms as her oily hands worked their magic on them, other areas became somewhat aroused as he imagined the beautiful face and figure that went with that soft voice and expert hands. His cock began to harden a bit and by the time her hands reached the lower reaches of his back, he was hard as a rock. He did not move an inch and her hands actually moved to the top couple of inches of his ass, where the lines between what was part of his back and what part of his ass were blurred.
Mark was a reasonably muscular young man, although not one to draw a lot of attention. And Claire found his form enticing. She fought the urge to go any further down on his ass than she already had, but it took some effort. He was by far the most attractive client she had had that day. She liked men and women both, but mostly her clientele consisted of overweight, older adults that gave her no desire whatsoever to engage any further. This one was different and her fatigue and the constant hints from her male clients had at least stirred her thoughts in the direction of sex. She could not remember the last time she had gotten laid and realized as she looked on this young specimen that she really needed to get fucked sometime soon.
She skipped over the towel covered section of his body and began rubbing his legs, coating the length of them in oil before she began working on any one section. She rubbed his feet and then began to move up his calves until she got to his upper legs and the back of his thighs. She pushed it a bit far until the back of her hands came in contact with his balls. She pretended not to be aware of what happened and didn't miss a beat in her rubbing of his leg muscles. She asked him to spread his legs a bit so that she could get to the full range of his legs and this time she got a good look at his large set of balls and made sure her hand nudged them again and lingered a bit. Mark responded by lifting his ass slightly as if to involuntarily recognize the sensation and that he enjoyed it.
"Since you are such a gentleman and since you are rather tense, if you want, I can give your butt muscles the same treatment as the rest of you. It's up to you."
"Sure! It feels amazing so far." Mark was all in favor of this mystery woman rubbing his ass. She removed the towel and briefly admired his fine ass before beginning to rub her oily hands all over it and knead the flesh to remove the tension. She spilled a little oil on his ass and ran into his crack. He wriggled a bit and commented that it tickled. She chuckled and said that she would take care of it. She ran two fingers into the crack of his ass and one finger came into contact with his asshole, which was more than even she had in mind. Mark raised up slightly, a sign she took as him enjoying it. She stopped her hand where it was and pressed a finger against his hole and he moaned softly and lifted his ass further. She let her finger slip inside a bit and he moaned a little louder.
"I guess I could give you a brief prostate massage if you would like. You seem to enjoy this from what I can tell."
Mark nodded. Claire slipped her finger up his ass and began to massage him from the inside. She worked a second finger in as well and began to ass fuck him with her fingers. Fully aware that this could get her fired, she reiterated that this was special and that he should tell no one. Mark's cock was hard enough now to break concrete and he was concerned about what would happen when she told him to turn over. As she finished, she placed another towel in his hands and told him to turn over and use the towel to cover his face. Since they had not seen each other up to now, she thought it best that they keep it that way.
He began to object, saying that she could stop given the special treatment she had already given him, but she reassured him that she fully expected him to have a serious erection and would not be creeped out or offended by it.
So he rolled over and revealed a massive cock, fully erect and needing more than just a little attention. Claire was shocked. This young man was toting a good 10" and nearly as big around as her wrist. Her pussy was already damp, but she practically soaked herself at the sight. Her mouth watered and she broke out in a light sweat as she contemplated how to pull off the goal she now had in mind. Claire dispensed with the pretense of rubbing his front side and told him she was going to make an exception and give him some relief from the tensest part of his body. With her oil soaked hands, she grasped his pole and slowly stroked it. She used both hands and admired his size. Mark's hands seemed to take on a mind of their own as he groped for something to feel. But Claire was out of his reach.
Claire took it to a new level and put the head of his long cock into her mouth as she stripped out of her clothes down to nothing. Mark did not move. He felt her mouth on his cock and would do nothing to cause her to stop. When she pulled her mouth from his cock, he was disappointed that she did not give him a chance to fill it with cum. But then he felt her climb on the table and in short order, he felt her warm, wet pussy sliding down his rod and heard her moan loudly as she took his full length inside her. He reached up and found her tits, which were easily DD in size, firm, and hard nipples jutting straight out. He let his hands slide down her sides to her hips, developing a mental image of her figure as she bounced up and down on him. Her form, to the touch, along with the familiar but unidentified voice was making her all the more familiar to him. He grabbed her ass and began thrusting upward, driving his meaty cock as deep as it would go and as deep as she could take it. A few minutes later, she erupted in orgasm and thrashed around on top of him. He feared she would fall off the table and he held her tightly by the hips to make sure that did not happen. By the time she began to calm from her cum, he began to shoot stream after thick stream of cum deep in her, splashing in all corners of her love canal. In all the motion and loss of control, the towel over his face fell to the floor and in their ecstasy, came face to face.
Neither could believe who they saw. Mark was staring into the beautiful face of his high school math teacher and she stared back at one of her students. He looked down to see his cum running out and down his shaft from the woman every male old enough to get a stiff dick wanted to fuck. She covered her face and looked as if she were about to cry. He pulled her to him and held her tight.
"Ms. Reinhart, this time we shared is safe with me. I promise you. I will never breathe a word of it to anyone. And don't be embarrassed. It could happen to anyone. I am as much responsible for this happening as anyone and I am glad it did. I wish it could happen again and again."
Claire calmed down and realized Mark was sincere in what he said. And with that sense of relief and the need for more of the same, these two needy people shared each other for another couple of hours before both went home exhausted.
Satisfied that he had won the debate, his dad got up to leave for the office. "You know, think about this. If by noon you are having a good day, treat yourself to a stress-relieving massage this evening. You can afford to treat yourself and reinforce your hard work by spoiling yourself with a relaxing massage. When your first day has been a success and you get the knots out of your muscles, you will be ready to take on anything the school can throw at you. From here on it will be a cake walk."
Mark thought about it and decided his dad was right. He left for his first round of classes and once he settled in and got through the morning, he decided it was not going to be the monster he had made college out to be. Yes, he thought, it was going to be hard work, but he was now beginning to think he was up to the challenge. He randomly called one of the massage parlors that was known to be reputable just a few blocks from campus. He was only able to get the last open slot of the evening since he planned it so late.
He showed up at 9 pm, walking into the bright, cheerful lobby and checked in at the front desk. A middle aged man checked him in and took him to the room at the end of the hall. The place was set up something like a doctor's office with several small rooms in a sequence as they walked down the hall. All of the rooms were empty and the man commented that each masseuse had their own rooms. He walked Mark in and said his masseuse would be with him momentarily. The man handed him a couple of lush bath towels and told him to get undressed, to lie face down on the table, cover his midsection with one towel and to have the other on the table for afterward. As the man left, he stopped just outside and began to talk with someone named Claire.
"You have the last client of the night, Claire. He should be ready for you in a moment. Everyone else is gone and I will lock the door as I leave. Just be sure to lock up when you finish."
"Sure, Ryan, but you know I don't like being here alone this late with a male client."
"Don't worry," said Ryan, "I sized him up and he seems like a decent sort to me. And you have the panic button if anything seems haywire."
Nothing more was said and Claire walked in and shut the door behind her. Mark was already lying face down with a towel across his midsection covering his ass from his lower back to just below his ass cheeks. Neither saw the other's face.
"Hi, I am Claire. I will be providing your massage tonight. I use oils to prevent irritating the skin, since the rubdown can be intense depending on the degree of tension I find. I will massage your body from the neck down your arms and shoulders and back. I will stop at the small of your back and then move to your thighs and lower legs. When I am done with that, I will have you turn over and will and I will do the same for your chest to your waist and then move to your legs and feet. I will warn you now that occasionally there is some incidental contact with your genitals. That is not an indication that I want or intend to have sex with you. I apologize in advance if that incidental contact occurs. Any questions or special requests - other than sex?"
Mark was sure he knew that voice from somewhere but could not place it. But he remained face down on the table and said that he did not have any questions and was sorry if she ever had to deal with men who tried to turn the whole thing into something sordid and sexual. Claire smiled to herself at his sweet innocence and relaxed. She was pretty sure this would be an easy client to satisfy and that he would likely keep his hands to himself.
She turned on some soft music as was her custom to help her clients relax and to set the mood for a soothing massage. Mark thought of the waterfalls and bird sounds mixed with the music and thought he might fall asleep. Then he felt the smooth hands and the warm oil on his shoulders and neck. Claire's voice softened as she spoke soft, kind, reassuring words through the course of his upper body massage. Mark's body responded in a variety of ways to her touch and her voice. While the tension melted from his shoulders and neck and arms as her oily hands worked their magic on them, other areas became somewhat aroused as he imagined the beautiful face and figure that went with that soft voice and expert hands. His cock began to harden a bit and by the time her hands reached the lower reaches of his back, he was hard as a rock. He did not move an inch and her hands actually moved to the top couple of inches of his ass, where the lines between what was part of his back and what part of his ass were blurred.
Mark was a reasonably muscular young man, although not one to draw a lot of attention. And Claire found his form enticing. She fought the urge to go any further down on his ass than she already had, but it took some effort. He was by far the most attractive client she had had that day. She liked men and women both, but mostly her clientele consisted of overweight, older adults that gave her no desire whatsoever to engage any further. This one was different and her fatigue and the constant hints from her male clients had at least stirred her thoughts in the direction of sex. She could not remember the last time she had gotten laid and realized as she looked on this young specimen that she really needed to get fucked sometime soon.
She skipped over the towel covered section of his body and began rubbing his legs, coating the length of them in oil before she began working on any one section. She rubbed his feet and then began to move up his calves until she got to his upper legs and the back of his thighs. She pushed it a bit far until the back of her hands came in contact with his balls. She pretended not to be aware of what happened and didn't miss a beat in her rubbing of his leg muscles. She asked him to spread his legs a bit so that she could get to the full range of his legs and this time she got a good look at his large set of balls and made sure her hand nudged them again and lingered a bit. Mark responded by lifting his ass slightly as if to involuntarily recognize the sensation and that he enjoyed it.
"Since you are such a gentleman and since you are rather tense, if you want, I can give your butt muscles the same treatment as the rest of you. It's up to you."
"Sure! It feels amazing so far." Mark was all in favor of this mystery woman rubbing his ass. She removed the towel and briefly admired his fine ass before beginning to rub her oily hands all over it and knead the flesh to remove the tension. She spilled a little oil on his ass and ran into his crack. He wriggled a bit and commented that it tickled. She chuckled and said that she would take care of it. She ran two fingers into the crack of his ass and one finger came into contact with his asshole, which was more than even she had in mind. Mark raised up slightly, a sign she took as him enjoying it. She stopped her hand where it was and pressed a finger against his hole and he moaned softly and lifted his ass further. She let her finger slip inside a bit and he moaned a little louder.
"I guess I could give you a brief prostate massage if you would like. You seem to enjoy this from what I can tell."
Mark nodded. Claire slipped her finger up his ass and began to massage him from the inside. She worked a second finger in as well and began to ass fuck him with her fingers. Fully aware that this could get her fired, she reiterated that this was special and that he should tell no one. Mark's cock was hard enough now to break concrete and he was concerned about what would happen when she told him to turn over. As she finished, she placed another towel in his hands and told him to turn over and use the towel to cover his face. Since they had not seen each other up to now, she thought it best that they keep it that way.
He began to object, saying that she could stop given the special treatment she had already given him, but she reassured him that she fully expected him to have a serious erection and would not be creeped out or offended by it.
So he rolled over and revealed a massive cock, fully erect and needing more than just a little attention. Claire was shocked. This young man was toting a good 10" and nearly as big around as her wrist. Her pussy was already damp, but she practically soaked herself at the sight. Her mouth watered and she broke out in a light sweat as she contemplated how to pull off the goal she now had in mind. Claire dispensed with the pretense of rubbing his front side and told him she was going to make an exception and give him some relief from the tensest part of his body. With her oil soaked hands, she grasped his pole and slowly stroked it. She used both hands and admired his size. Mark's hands seemed to take on a mind of their own as he groped for something to feel. But Claire was out of his reach.
Claire took it to a new level and put the head of his long cock into her mouth as she stripped out of her clothes down to nothing. Mark did not move. He felt her mouth on his cock and would do nothing to cause her to stop. When she pulled her mouth from his cock, he was disappointed that she did not give him a chance to fill it with cum. But then he felt her climb on the table and in short order, he felt her warm, wet pussy sliding down his rod and heard her moan loudly as she took his full length inside her. He reached up and found her tits, which were easily DD in size, firm, and hard nipples jutting straight out. He let his hands slide down her sides to her hips, developing a mental image of her figure as she bounced up and down on him. Her form, to the touch, along with the familiar but unidentified voice was making her all the more familiar to him. He grabbed her ass and began thrusting upward, driving his meaty cock as deep as it would go and as deep as she could take it. A few minutes later, she erupted in orgasm and thrashed around on top of him. He feared she would fall off the table and he held her tightly by the hips to make sure that did not happen. By the time she began to calm from her cum, he began to shoot stream after thick stream of cum deep in her, splashing in all corners of her love canal. In all the motion and loss of control, the towel over his face fell to the floor and in their ecstasy, came face to face.
Neither could believe who they saw. Mark was staring into the beautiful face of his high school math teacher and she stared back at one of her students. He looked down to see his cum running out and down his shaft from the woman every male old enough to get a stiff dick wanted to fuck. She covered her face and looked as if she were about to cry. He pulled her to him and held her tight.
"Ms. Reinhart, this time we shared is safe with me. I promise you. I will never breathe a word of it to anyone. And don't be embarrassed. It could happen to anyone. I am as much responsible for this happening as anyone and I am glad it did. I wish it could happen again and again."
Claire calmed down and realized Mark was sincere in what he said. And with that sense of relief and the need for more of the same, these two needy people shared each other for another couple of hours before both went home exhausted.
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