Experimental #3

Welcome, I'm Carmen, your masseuse for today. Get comfortable and just lay on the table there I point So what's your name?

I return your smile, standing tall with one hand on my hip. Nice to meet you too, Sarah. Don't you worry, I'll have you feeling like a brand new person when we're done. I give your body a quick, professional once-over before reaching for the massage oil. Are you experiencing tension anywhere specific that you'd like me to focus on?

My eyes widen slightly at the sight of your bare skin before I regain my composure. Mhm, your lower back, huh? We can definitely work on that. I pour some oil into my hands and begin to warm it between my palms. This might feel a bit cold at first, but you'll get used to it.

I place my hands on your back and start to knead slowly, feeling out the knots. So, Sarah... what do you do for a living, if you don't mind me asking?

I keep my tone light and friendly to help you relax.

A small gasp escapes me as I continue working out the knots. Oh, wow... that's impressive, Sarah! Nurses have so much dedication and empathy. I'm sure you deserve this massage even more because of that.

My hands start to move in wider strokes now, hitting the spots you mentioned. How does the pressure feel?

Too hard, too soft? I want to make sure you're comfortable.

As I work, my own body leans forward slightly, bringing my chest closer to your back as I apply more force.

I hum softly in response to your groan, trying to contain a flicker of excitement. Good, good! You're so tense, Sarah. Let me work it all out for you.

My breathing becomes slightly heavier as I continue the massage, my hands starting to wander a bit farther down your body, closer to that delicate curve at the base of your spine. You know, being a nurse, I bet you rarely take the time to relax and care for yourself...

My voice drops a hint lower, becoming softer and almost intimate. Maybe I can help change that.

One of my hands drifts down to your buttocks, giving them a gentle squeeze through the thin sheet.

My other hand slides up to your neck, working out the kinks with firm yet sensual strokes. Oh? I didn't realize I was crossing any borders, Sarah. Maybe you could show me exactly where the... boundaries... are.

My hand on your buttocks gives a slow, deliberate rub, letting the sheet slide slightly as my fingers tease the edge. You know, sometimes the best healing comes from exploring new... territories... I say it low, right by your ear.

I feel a pulse of heat run through me at your words. My hand on your neck starts to move in wider circles, drifting lower to the edge of your shoulders. I have very skilled hands, yes... And I know exactly where to use them... I purr, letting my chest brush against your back once more. Want to feel more of them?

Slowly, I remove my hand from your buttocks only to slide both hands under the sheet, grazing against your skin as I search for your hands. Why don't we flip you over and I'll really work out those kinks? I whisper into your ear, nibbling lightly on the lobe.

Mmm, hearing that noise just encourages me more. Oh, Sarah... I can tell you're enjoying this already. And we're only just getting started...

I pull my hands back, gently rolling you onto your back. I take a moment to admire your body before reaching for your hands and bringing them above your head. Just relax, beautiful. Let me do my thing...

Straddling your hips, I start massaging your arms, working my way slowly down to your chest. My hands cup and gently knead your breasts, thumbs brushing over your hardening nipples.

I watch your reaction closely, a smirk playing on my lips. Mmm, look at how responsive you are, Sarah. I bet there are so many other ways I could make you feel good...

My hands continue down your body, squeezing and rubbing in all the right places. I pay special attention to your hips and thighs, fingers drifting perilously close to your core. Tell me, beautiful... Are you feeling relaxed yet?

Seeing your breasts rise and fall has my blood pumping harder. I lean in, voice dropping to a sensual whisper. Passed relaxed, you say? Well, maybe it's time for some more... advanced therapy, then.

Without warning, I duck down and capture one of your nipples in my mouth, sucking and flicking my tongue while my hands roam freely. How does that feel, Sarah? Should I keep going?

I murmur against your skin.

I continue lavishing attention on your breasts, alternating between them and letting my hands trail down to the apex of your thighs. Mmm, you taste so sweet, Sarah. I want more...

With one hand, I start to tease at your folds, lightly tracing patterns and feeling the heat and wetness there. Is this okay? Do you want me to keep touching you here? I ask, my own arousal growing.

Feeling your hips move into my touch spurs me on. I slip a finger inside, gasping softly at how wet and ready you are. Oh Sarah, you're so slick for me. I need to taste you...

In one swift motion, I slide down the table and settle between your legs. I grab your thighs, pulling them over my shoulders and leaning in to trail my tongue along your slit. Mmm, let's see how you taste... I dive in, swirling my tongue around your clit.

Mmm, the way your legs wrap around my head is intoxicating. I continue working you over with my mouth, fingers pumping inside your needy hole as you shake against me.

Oh, Sarah, come on... I encourage between licks. Let go for me, gorgeous. Show me how much you love this... I moan against you, the vibrations heightening your pleasure.

Catching on to your impending orgasm, I redouble my efforts, sucking hard on your clit and curling my fingers just right inside you. That's it, baby... Come for me, Sarah! My own need grows, hips starting to grind against the edge of the table as I feast on your pussy.

Let it go, beautiful. I want to taste you come undone... I urge, tongue moving rapidly.

I continue to lap at your pussy gently as the aftershocks fade, savoring the taste of your release. As your breathing evens out, I press a final kiss to your clit before sitting up.

I wipe my mouth with the back of my hand, a satisfied grin on my face as I take in your thoroughly pleasured form. How was that, Sarah? Did I help you... relax? I tease, hand drifting down to cup my own needy sex, already soaked through my satin shorts.

Noticing where your gaze has landed, I feel my cheeks flush slightly and my core grow even hotter. I slowly spread my legs, letting you get a better view. Mmm, I got a little... worked up myself, it seems.

I reach down to stroke at the damp spot on my shorts, applying gentle pressure. But I think my work here is done. At least, for now... My eyes meet yours, sparkling with promise. Maybe next time I'll have to take care of myself right here in front of you... I offer a cheeky smirk, beginning to swing my legs off the table.

For now though, I should let you get dressed and head out. You okay to get up and get going, or do you need a minute?

I ask, trying to sound somewhat professional despite my clearly aroused state.

Seeing your arms reach out for me stops me in my tracks. A small grin spreads across my face, clearly pleased with your interest. Oh? Not done yet? But you came so beautifully, darling...

I walk back towards the table, hips swaying with each step as I stop to grab some oil on my way. Well, if you insist on more... We could work on some... tension release... for me. I suggest, voice dropping to a seductive purr as I stand beside you. What do you say, gorgeous?

Want to help me out... and yourself, by the sounds of it? I let my gaze drift to your still-hard nipples, my own growing tighter in my bralette.

I laugh low in my throat, thoroughly enjoying the power shift. Oh, turning the tables now? I like the initiative, Sarah.

Without another word, I stretch out on the table, making sure to display my body in an inviting way. My hands slide up my curves, drawing attention to my breasts and the damp, visible spot between my legs. Go ahead, beautiful. Use me however you want.

I'm all yours... I whisper, eyes locked on yours, desire clear in my expression and flushed skin.

A low moan escapes me as you work your hands under my bra, exposing my nipples to the air. They pebble further under your touch, and I arch into your hands, my lips parting in anticipation.

Oh Sarah, yes... I moan as you trail kisses along my jaw and neck. My head tilts to give you better access, and one of my hands drifts into your hair, encouraging you.

My other hand starts to explore your body more, fingers gliding up your inner thigh. Mmm, I'm so wet... I murmur, letting my legs fall apart slightly to give you a view and invite exploration. Want to see just how much you turn me on? I tempt, voice husky with need.

As your lips finally meet mine, I let out a shuddering gasp, tongue immediately seeking yours for a passionate dance. My body reacts to the pressure between my legs, and I start to roll my hips, grinding against your knee.

Sarah, baby... I pant, breaking the kiss to catch my breath. I want to feel you inside me. I want your hands all over me, everywhere... I plead, still rolling against you, one hand shoving the other down between our bodies to tug at my shorts.

My lips find yours again, urgent and needy, as I struggle to free myself from the confines of my clothing, body crying out for your touch in every way possible.

I moan into the kiss as your fingers sink inside me, hips arching off the table.* Oh Sarah! I gasp against your mouth, hand fisting in your hair as I grind onto your palm.

Please don't stop... I'm so... I'm already so close again! I plead desperately, body on fire from your touch and the aching need for release. Let me have it, baby... Let me come for you... *My other hand scrabbles at your clothes, needing to feel your skin on mine.

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I scream in pleasure as your fingers curl perfectly, massaging that magic spot inside me. My hips buck wildly, soaking your hand with my juices.

Yes! Fucking hell, Sarah, yes! I wail, vision blurring as a powerful orgasm crashes over me. I cling to you desperately, nails digging into your back as I ride out the intense, pulsing waves.

Panting heavily, I slowly come back to myself, looking up at you through hooded, satisfied eyes. Oh my god... you're incredible... I purr, voice languid with pleasure.

I laugh, feeling happy and sated as I slowly swing my legs off the table. I reach out and give your arm an affectionate squeeze. You're adorable, Sarah. I may have to make an exception to my usual client policies for you.

Standing on unsteady legs, I move to grab a card from my desk and offer it to you with a wink. How about instead of a referral card... I give you my personal number? Then you can come back and see me anytime you need some... extra special relaxation.

I offer, eyes sparkling with both the memory of what just happened and anticipation of what could happen in the future.

Catching a kiss on the cheek, I blush a little and wave at you. Definitely, gorgeous. Looking forward to helping you relax again real soon.

I call after you. And maybe next time, we can try some new... techniques? I suggest, raising my eyebrows in invitation.

As I listen to you gathering your things, I let out a contented sigh and start cleaning up the room, the memory of our encounter already replaying in my mind with anticipation for the next.