Masseuse Ch. 05 - Sex Stories

Masseuse Ch. 05

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You may remember from earlier chapters in my sexual history, that I had once worked in a massage parlour. I was particularly hard up (funny expression for a masseuse when you think about it!) and my friend, Carla, had let on, after a slightly boozy evening, that she worked at the Tropicana, to make some extra.

She had given me the briefest of instructions on how to give a massage and had massaged me, which I found very erotic. She then suggested thar I massage her, to show her what I'd learned. This is all in an earlier tale, Masseuse.

Suffice it to say, the Tropicana was a typical Rub and Tug establishment of the day, it seems so long ago now, those innocent days! I found I could make quite a lot of money by making sure my client asked for a happy ending.

I found that I really enjoyed the rub and tug business. I was very young then, with pert little tits, my PLTs, as I called them, a tight bum and an exhibitionist streak. Combine those with a see through blouse, no bra, a very short skirt that offered the occasional glimpse of my white cotton panties and I got plenty of requests for extras.

My menu only included the standard three, because that's how it was then. Hand relief, topless hand relief and full strip. I enjoyed working men up to asking for these extras, just 'accidentally' touching the hairs on their balls and so on, which ...

... almost guaranteed that they'd have an erection by the time they rolled over. The rest was easy and actually quite fun.

I didn't realise it at the time but I got quite excited making men cum, and I was good at it. A lot of men wanted to be taken to the edge a few times before they actually shot their bolt, and the younger ones often shot it quite a long way which fascinated me.

I had a young lad once, very nervous, probably his first experience of a massage parlour, who wanted the full strip. He lay there all skin and bone, but his young cock was unbelievably stiff, and when he came he actually managed to hit the wall behind his head! I held on to his twitching, pulsating cock til it all ended but I have to confess I did get just a little moist between the legs.

Of course there were the reluctant cumers, often older men who didn't spring into action with just the slight rubbing of the hairs on their balls, but they were the ones most at ease asking for a hand job. I remember one particular chap who was probably considerably older than my father.

After the massage there was no hint of an erection and I feared the chance of a 'tip' was fading fast when he just came right out with it.

"I want to see you naked." As if he'd just said, "It's raining outside." So I gave him my list of tips expected and he went for the full strip option.

"Could you undress very slowly please." He asked rather sweetly, so I hammed it up a bit. I started by undoing the buttons of my see ...