I found an ad in Backpage.com for a gal who gives a nice massage with a Happy Ending; and she does them in her own home. The best part is the regular massage for 60 minutes was only $40 and the 90 minute Happy Ending massage was only an extra $40. Not a bad deal at all. But, I've never had one at a gal’s home before; they have always been in some “massage parlor” shop. I wasn't too sure about getting a Happy Ending massage if there might be someone in the house who might be listening or watching, especially since I don't know if they might the local LEO's hiding. Well, my fears were wasted. Sh... Continue»
My name is Mike and live in Long Island, New York or to be exact Port Jefferson, New York; a nice suburb a few hours east of NYC. I have been married for many years and over the last few years my sex life has dwindled. It started off we would have hot sex several times a week. My wife loved sex and in most any fashion but after the k**s and over the years our sex life had become less and less. A few years back she quit giving me the occasional blow job and now when we have sex, IF we have sex; she just lays there and complains the entire time.
I had noticed, while surfing craigslist while at work in Smithtown, that there was an ad for a local girl in need of cash offering cheap full hour massages. She said that a friend was allowing her to use her spa while she was out of town. I responded and we set up a day for the massage. So that night after work as I pulled up I noticed Out in front of the spa there hangs a simple sign and all it says is ‘Massage’. When I drove up that evening, I saw the light on that says ‘open’ but I didn't see any cars close to the building, and the ones that I did see were parked out in back. Being of curious nature that I am, my mind got to wondering about just what kind of massage she would offer here.
It had been about three weeks without any attention from my wife, I had had about all I could take. I was not getting any sex regularly, and after enduring no sex for three weeks, I finally gave in to temptation. I figured that I would stop in at her little Spa and see about maybe getting a hand job or something from her. Anything had to be better than sitting at the computer looking at porn every night after the wife and k**s were in bed. Right? Wouldn’t you feel the same way guys?
Anyway that evening after work, my wife was out with the k**s at some school function and I had not been invited to attend. I was feeling a little nervous not knowing exactly what to expect since I had never been to one before, but a few of my buddies have told me about similar adds and not to worry and that she would take very good care of me. I parked my car around back, put on a baseball cap and sunglasses and walked around to the front door.
When I entered the Spa, there she was, looking all kinds of hot, wearing a loose fitting shirt and all tatted up both arms. She was sitting in a chair in the ‘waiting area’ she asked me what type of massage I was needing and showed me a list with definitions, none quite fit my idea. I explained to her my marriage situation and appologized if I was offending her but asked if she knew of a place like that, that I could go to. She said that that wasn't what she offered, and that she had a boyfriend. She looked kind of desperate and said that she was late paying her rent and her landlord said if she didn't have the cash tonight, she would be evicted. She said that, she couldn't offer what I wanted but she would guarantee if I gave her a chance, that she would give me the best massage I would ever receive and I would still leave happy, just maybe not the same kind of happy. She then made a strange comment, that, you never know how things will develop though as she gave me my massage. Intrigued i aggreed to give her a chance. She hugged and thanked me and said that I wouldn't regret my decision. She showe me my changing room and said she was going to get into something more comfortable and would be right back. When she returned she was wearing a see through nightie. I could see her pretty ass and very sexy titties, she had a wonderfully proportioned body. There was also the sweet aroma of fruity incense that wafted through the air. The room was dimly lit with small colored lights.
I stood there looking at them somewhat dumbfounded and probably looking like such a dumbass, when she stepped forward and asked if I was ready for my massage. She was tall and had maybe C cup tits; she was covered but barely by a sheer green baby doll nightie. I told her yes that is why I stopped here and that I had never been to one before. She proceeded to tell me that a massage was forty dollars for sixty minutes and tips were welcome. I handed her two twenties and she placed them in the cash register.
She then motioned me to follow her and she led me back to a small room down the hall. It was barely big enough to turn around in. Once we were inside, she closed the door and motioned me to a small padded bench with a simple white sheet on it. I undressed hurriedly and climbed onto the table onto my stomach and placed my pants with my wallet in it under my head. I had heard stories of people’s wallet being picked in places like this.
She slowly removed her sheer nightie and pranced around in front of me with her tits pointed up into the air, her tummy flat, and her ass shapely. She grabbed a small bottle of oil from the warmer and began to squirt it onto my back and buttocks. She spread it all over my back and but then she wiped some of the excess onto her breasts making them shine in the dim light. Standing to my side just barely within my sight, she began to rub my back and arms. Her body swayed as she rubbed my body, her tits bouncing back and forth. Her pussy had a landing strip of pubic hair neatly down between her legs. Stopping my massage, she grabbed the warm oil again. Squirting it this time up and down my legs, she let the last squirt of oil hit my ball sack coating it in warm oil. My dick was already hard but now it was straining under my body. I could feel the oil running down my ball sack it was amazing.
Her hands started at my calves and worked higher on my body until she was rubbing my thighs. Her fingers swirled about making brief contact with my balls. She then worked up to my ass cheeks; her fingers firmly rubbed the large muscles. Her finger slipped into the crack, tickling my asshole every few strokes. She had been about ten minutes into our massage when she asked if I would tip her if she gave me a ‘Happy Ending’. “Only 100 dollars more she would make it special and me very happy, she didn't normally do this she said but she liked me and under our circumstances, this could be our little secret.” I agreed and quickly pulled my wallet from my pants from under my head. I handed her tive twenties and she slipped them under the oil heater.
I turned over onto my back and she made a small moan of approval, “You look very strong.” She oiled her hands and fingers and began to rub the front of my thighs. Slowly she worked her fingers towards my stiff six and a half inch fat dick. She wrapped her warm hands around it and worked the oil up and down my shaft. She stopped for a moment and I watched her as she rubbed her tits smiling down at me, and then started stroking my dick. It swelled bigger and pulsed in her hands.
Up and down she rubbed five or six times then using only her fingers from the top with one hand, she let them sink down my shaft as far as they could reach spread evenly all the way around my dick. Pulling her fingers up, she massaged the head with her fingertips while her other hand slowly jacked my shaft. This was a totally amazing feeling, like nothing my dick had ever felt.
Her fingers went back down my shaft and up, her fingers massaging around the rim of my dick. Her lower hand was slowly jacking my dick, she suddenly slipped it down and clamped around my shaft real hard. “Tisk, Tisk, Tisk, not yet,” she said while her other had reached down and cupped my balls, “they're not heavy enough yet.”
Her hand then went up and circled and played with my nipple while the other hand clamped around my dick, holding my cum off, allowing my dick to regain control. Once she had me back wanting more, she began to work my shaft with both hands. Slowly her fingers crossed over the top of the head, then back down the shaft, one hand rubbed the front and back of my dick, the other rubbed along the sides. One hand went back to stroking while the other used fingers to massage the top half of my shaft and the head of my dick.
Once again my dick swelled and my warm precum began to leak from my swollen tip, but her hand clamped on my dick holding off my orgasm once again. “I'll give you you're happy ending, just relax, not to fast ok.” Her hand rubbed my other tit as she smeared the sensuous warm oil across my chest. Her fingers once again traveled to my ball sack holding them in the air. “Mmmm you're pretty full now I'll make you happy very soon,” she announced.
Her fingers went back to playing my skin flute with her fingers. She returned back to slow strokes with one hand and fingering the ridge of my head and shaft with the other. I looked up at her perfect tatooed and tan tits as she treated my dick like it was the only one in the world. I wished my wife would treat my dick as wonderfully as this woman was doing. Fingers swirled around my dickhead, her thumb and forefinger stroked the entire length. She slowly picked up speed and pressure. “See I'll make you have happy ending,” she said smiling. I smiled back at her comment.
Her fingertips worked my head and stroked my shaft; my dick pulsed and swelled as she jacked me faster. Slipping both hands around my dick she jerked my dick up and down past the head and back down to the base and back up again, gripping it tighter and faster. I moaned as my body tensed and I began to shake. My legs trembled as her fingers stroked, her tits bounced, her smile grew bigger. Then she lowered her head and her lips engulfed my throbbing cock, she bobbed her head up and down and then swallowed me to my balls.
My dick suddenly exploded, shooting hot creamy cum filling her mouth and down her throat. It shot for a good several seconds into her stomach, i came so much that it began to drip out of her mouth and landed on my balls. She continued to pump my dick as more cum continued to flow only with less pressure but high volume. Her mouth slowed and my body stopped trembling. My hips still bucked into her mouth as her fingers crossed over and extracted my cock, she gulped down my hot cum load and then licked my dick head, cleaning my cum, slurping it down and seeing some pooled on my belly in big globs. She sucked that up as well, moaning the whole time.
When all of my cum had been sucked so expertly from my balls and dick she stroked me several more times until I started to shrink, grabbing a warm, wet towel, she wiped me clean. “So, how was your happy ending you like?” she asked. “Oh my God yes, very much so! That was amazing.” I replied. “Will you come back and be my regular? I will do very special jobs for you if you become my regular,” she said. I assured her I would definitely come back and I have been true to my word stopping every two weeks or so. After three or four visits she began to give me head for as long as I wanted to stay, she told me how it was such a turn on to her and she loves swallowing cum and her boyfriend and her had been fighting lately, so enjoyed her time away from him with me. Now for an extra sixty she will climb onto the table with me and ride my cock, only to climb off to suck me to a Very Happy Ending. Next week I said I was going to bring along a few friends who were in town visiting. the more the merryier she smiled.