Wendy's Massage Treatment

He pressed firmly on the tips with his thumbs and ran his fingers through the tighter ring of skin surrounding them. Wendy felt the sexual tension in her body building.

Evan slowly and deliberately moved his fingers back and forth across the soft skin, feeling her nipples rise under his touch and pinching them tight when they got hard.

Finally, he kissed each nipple in turn, and after a minute or two added a gentle sucking. Carefully he took her whole left aureole and nipple between his teeth, and lifted them up slightly away from the breast, where he proceeded to flick them with his tongue, alternating up and down, stroked with left and right. After what seemed like an age to Wendy, he swapped breasts and continued his oral administrations to her right aureole.

Wendy started to think she would pass out from the buildup of pleasure she was feeling. She needed release. Badly!

But instead of using his fingers to drive her over the edge, he rolled her over onto her back on to her stomach, and proceeded to give her another lower body massage, paying extra attention to the backs of her thighs.

Fuck, she thought, stop teasing me. Please, I need you between my legs; don't massage me anymore. I need you to fuck me, with your fingers, or tongue, or cock, anything.

Evan knew what he was doing. He had brought Wendy close to climax with just her nipples. He wanted to bring her down a bit, so that the final part would last longer for her, and ultimately give her a greater sense of pleasure.

After a couple of minutes more, Evan asked Wendy to turn over again. As she did so, he took her by the ankles and gently pulled her down the table. With her bum close to the edge, he lifted her up and parted her legs, giving himself a full view of her moist, open pussy.

Once he had satisfied his visual desires, he ran his hands up and down her inner thighs, moving closer each time until his hand brushed against her clit, and then trailed up the labia.

Wendy moaned with built up frustration and pleasure. Finally, he was going to touch her. As his hand came to rest on her mons, Wendy whispered.

"Please Evan, please take me."

Inhaling deeply, he breathed in her musky scent. At the same time, he bent down and softly kissed her opening with his lips, following shortly afterwards with his tongue, which he used to explore her most intimate area. Licking, flicking, gently sucking, enjoying her wetness, her taste, the heat coming from her.

His other hand went down and lightly touched her ass, before finding its way back up to her mound, where he stroked the skin multiple times, always avoiding contact with the sensitive bud that sat right above her entrance. The sensation of Evan's teasing her entrance was delicious, but she wanted more. Much more. 

"Please," Wendy whispered.

Evan smiled, leaning forward, running his tongue around the outside of her sex.

Up the right side, across the top, down the left, never once dipping inside her. Around and around he went.

Then he changed direction, starting at the bottom and making his way up, pausing at her clit to swirl his tongue around it.

She couldn't hold on much longer. With her hand, she reached down and placed it on top of his head,  trying to guide his tongue deeper into her pussy, but he shook his head and whispered.

"Not yet."

He returned to his previous rhythm, but this time he made a little moaning noise every time he licked her clit. After what seemed like a lifetime to Wendy, Evan finally penetrated her deeply with his tongue. Her pussy was flowing like a river. Evan was licking and swallowing her juices.

"My god you taste good," said Evan,

He continued licking and soon had Wendy screaming and begging him to make her come. He ignored her desperate pleas for release, instead he slowed his actions, continuing to tease her outer and inner lips.

Taking care to avoid her clit, he concentrated on licking her entrance. Slowly, agonisingly slowly, while Wendy squirmed and moaned, and begged him to let her come.

He went a little faster, and this time he did press his tongue against her clit. Two, three, four times he flicked it, and then he placed 3 fingers at her entrance.

"Finally, yes, do me," screamed Wendy.

Evan pushed all 3 fingers deep inside her. She was so wet they slipped right in up-to the knuckles. Evan thought she could probably take another but not wanting to push it he began to move his wrist in a corkscrewing motion backwards and forwards, into her and out of her, fucking her with his fingers, whilst all the time gently probing her clit with his tongue.

With his free hand, he reached around and massaged her ass. As his fingers grew near her rear entrance, he used them to rub gently against her rosebud, adding just a tiny bit of pressure. But not penetrating. 

Removing his three fingers from her wet sex, he licked them clean and reinserted the index and middle finger. With his knuckles pointing downwards, Evan finally began to rub Wendy's G spot.

Wendy was feeling overwhelmed by the triple sensations. His mouth on her clit, his fingers massaging her G Spot, and the ever present single digit pressing gently on her bud.

Evan could feel Wendy approaching the point of no return, he couldn't bring her back from this point, and expect her to go again. It was time to let the poor woman climax. He started to hum whilst sucking hard on her clit, his fingers moved faster inside her pussy and just as he felt her orgasm arrive, he naughtily slipped a single finger into her back passage.

This time Evan allowed her to finish. When she came, she howled, as if possessed. She arched her back off the table and gripped Evan's head between her thighs, holding him firmly against her sex.

He kept up his actions, humming and licking, finger fucking her pussy, and slowly penetrating her anus. Only after she had finished did he remove his fingers, licking them clean again before he fully parted her pussy lips and carefully inserted his tongue, one final time cleaning her juices from her pussy.

"Oh my god, I think I've died and gone to heaven," Wendy said, removing the eye mask and collapsing back onto the table. "That was amazing she said.

"No man has ever done that to me before. And now I can say I have experienced anal play. I guess you took my anal cherry."

"Pleasure is pleasure, no matter where it comes from." Said Evan philosophically.

And I'm happy to confirm I enjoyed every minute of our time together."

Wendy giggled, before suddenly getting serious. "

"I think I need to re-book you again next week." She said.

"Hmmn, I'm all over the place next week. I cannot do any 90-minute sessions at all. I could do a 45 min session on Tuesday evening, say around 6:15 pm if that would work. We could try a deeper massage if you like."

"Deeper how?" Asked Wendy.

"Book one and find out." Said Evan, smiling.

Wendy returned to her local spa for the third week running. She was to have another session with Evan, the masseuse who had delivered not only two excellent, relaxing massages but also two mind blowing orgasms on her previous visits.

On this particular day, as Wendy entered the spa's lobby, she saw Evan coming out of one of the massage rooms with a woman. He was walking her to the front desk to checkout.

Evan smiled and waved at Wendy when he recognised her. He then turned his attention back to the client in front of him. The woman paid her bill and left the building.

"Hey there, handsome," Wendy said as she approached Evan. "Hello again," he replied as he held out his hand for her to shake. "What's it to be today?"

"Everything hopefully," replied Wendy

With a knowing smile. Evan laughed. "Okay, then. Come on back." He led her down a short hallway to the massage room where he'd been working before.

"Please get ready here and I'll be right back."

Wendy got undressed and lay down on the massage table. She was already super aroused at the thought of what Evan would do for her that evening. In fact, the whole of the previous week, she had thought of little else. And had, unusually for her, masturbated on more than one occasion fantasising about the next encounter.

Evan re-enter Ed the room and began to apply massage oil to his hands. The aroma of the oil triggered memories of her previous visit in Wendy's mind.

"Now, is there anywhere that needs any special attention this evening?" Evan asked.

"Yes, there is." She said, being bolder than she had been in previous visits, but then she was expecting so much more this time.

"Last week you promised me a deep massage. Please don't disappoint me," said Wendy as she winked at him. Evan grinned and went to work.

As usual, he started with a gentle kneading of the muscles in her neck and shoulders, then moved to her upper arms.

"Don't forget this is only a forty-five minute appointment this time, so some areas will have to be missed, or worked on faster," he said.

"I know. Please, make the time count," she replied.

As he continued with his ministrations, she soon began to relax. He shifted positions and started to knead the muscles in her legs.

"I really enjoy having my legs rubbed. So take your time," Wendy said.

After Evan finished with her legs, he moved to the other side of the table and started to focus on her back, spending less time here due to the time constraints he moved to her buttocks and hips.

"Nice and hard there, Evan," she whispered. "Nice and hard."

"Are you telling my job?" Evan asked with humour in his voice, as he focused on her glutes, massaging deeply and strongly into the tissues.

After a powerful rub on her butt, Evan switched focus to the top of her thighs. Wendy parted her legs for easier access as Evan re oiled his hands and began applying it to her skin. This time it was not so much a deep massage, rather more of a slippery play as his hands quickly deviated from thighs to pussy. Wendy let out a gasp as Evan went directly for her sex, no teasing or build up, just straight the labia, four fingers rubbing her up and down.

"Fuck," said Wendy, "what happened to teasing, and a buildup?"

"We are short on time tonight," he said, "so I'm mixing it up a bit with some no nonsense touching, and a little teasing. So please trust me, and flip onto your back."

As Wendy complied with his request, Evan handed her an eye mask. Wendy found the lighting in the room a little harsh.

Evan applied a generous amount of oil to her belly. His hands started off, caressing her lower abdomen, moving toward her breasts.

"Now I want to tease you," he said. He trailed his fingers over her nipples, applying only a light touch. But the gentle friction of fingers on nipples sent waves of pleasure coursing through her body."

"I have something special planned for you tonight," he said

He moved to the end of the table and, like the previous week, gently pulled Wendy to the end of the table, so her bum was resting at the edge.

"Now, as this is your third visit, I assume you have placed some trust in me. Would that be correct?" Evan asked.

Wendy was feeling a little self conscious at his question, but decided to go with it.

"Yes, I do trust you Evan," wondering what such a level of trust would inflict on her.

"Good." he said, if you become uncomfortable with anything that happens from now on just say Evan stop ok."

Wendy nodded her accord.

Evan lifted Wendy's left leg up and to the left, he placed her ankle on his shoulder. She felt something wrapping around her ankle, then he moved away and she found her leg being supported by some form of tie or strap. She felt him do the same to her right leg, so she was now laid at the end of the table with her legs apart and supported by soft straps.

"This is just to allow me unencumbered access to where you need me, without having to hold your legs up or apart. Do you feel comfortable and safe?" asked Evan.

"Yes, yes, I do" Wendy answered.

Then Evan moved back between her legs and started to kiss her inner thighs, first one then the other, his lips lingering each time.

"Oh Evan," she moaned. I need this so much."

When he reached the very bottom of her thigh, he turned his attention to her pussy, kissing it slowly, taking his time.

"Hmm, you taste like honey," he said. "I've had the pleasure of practicing cunniligus on many women. You have the best tasting liquor of any I have had on my lips."

His tongue darted out, making contact with her clit. Wendy let out another moan. Evan continued to lick her lips, slowly and methodically.

"Oh God, oh God, oh God," Wendy moaned.

She was breathing heavily as he continued to tease her. Finally he gave her clit the direct attention it craved, flicking it with his tongue. Wendy felt like she was going to explode.

Evan pulled back and stopped touching her body. Shortly afterwards, Wendy felt the drizzle of oil on her breasts.

"Oh, I thought you would concentrate down below," she said with mild disappointment, as she felt soft fingertips working the oil into her nipples.

The next sensation shocked her as she felt Evan's tongue inside her again, yet both nipples were still being teased. How the fuck is he doing THAT?

The next feeling she had was Evan taking ahold of her thighs with both hands and the warm hardness of his tongue being pressed down on her pussy, yet still her nipples and breasts were being massaged, it dawned on her with a jolt that there was someone else in the room.

The touch on her breasts was very light and gentle, the skin of the fingers felt very soft, too gentle and soft for male hands. Another female? Was it the receptionist? She was the only other woman she had encountered at the spa. 

"I cannot focus on both breasts and pussy at the same time to the correct level of stimulation tonight, so I have an assistant to pleasure your breasts whilst I focus on your very wet sex," Evan informed her.

Shortly after Evan removed his tongue from her sex, Wendy felt a new sensation as something warm and hard was placed between the lips of her pussy.

"Oh yes," she gasped, "please tell me that's your cock, Evan?"

It wasn't until the object started to slide back and forth between her wet lips that she realised it was indeed his cock.

"Oh, Evan, that feels so good," she groaned.

Wendy could feel herself getting wetter. Her legs strained at the straps, holding them up in the air, trying to get more friction against Evan's tool.

At that point, the pressure on her nipples increased. The sensation was intense. She let out a loud groan and thought she heard a soft laugh, but she couldn't be sure.

What followed was a sensation that she could not describe. She was being pleasured by two people in ways that she had never experienced. She felt like she was going to climax, but held back, wanting to savour the experience for as long as she could..

Evan continued to slide his cock between her lips. Every few strokes, he would push up a bit further, running the head of his cock over Wendy's clit. Rubbing his frenulum in a circular motion around her sensitive bud, he let out a sigh of pleasure.

That, coupled with the pressure being applied to her nipples, had Wendy in ecstasy. Suddenly she felt something cold being rubbed on her nipples, which made her even more aroused.

The cold sensation came from ice cubes, which her nipple tormentor had applied to each hard nub. Once they were cold, a soft warm mouth was applied, gently flicking and sucking. This treatment of her nipples was so much more gentle and feminine than she had ever experienced with a man, she could smell a light perfumed fragrance emanating from this other person. It must be a female, Wendy thought.

Evan's cock was now nuzzling at the entrance to her pussy. She could feel him gripping her labia lips around the head of his cock with his fingers, as he began to insert it slowly inch by inch.

She let out a deep moan and bit down on her bottom lip to keep quiet. After what seemed like an eternity, he was fully inside her.

"Oh yes," she cried out. Evan then slowly withdrew himself, and she felt him starting to slide in and out of her.

"Ohhhh, that feels so good, Evan." She sighed. Her legs were shaking and her stomach muscles tightening.

Evan continued the slow, gentle fucking of his client. He moved his right hand up, so it sat on her pubic mound. With his thumb pointing downward, he began to rub slow circles around her clit.

Wendy groaned more with pleasure. Her mind and body were being assaulted by so many intense feelings it was almost overwhelming. Her nipples and clit were on fire. She felt the mouth disappear from her breasts and a new cold feeling becoming present. Her mystery playmate was carefully dragging something cold and metallic over her breasts. Suddenly, a cold pinching feeling took over her hard buds.

"What's the fuck?" she moaned breathlessly.

"A pair of clamps and chain are attached to your nipples. They will add extra pleasure and sensations as my colleague helps me further." Said Evan, is that ok?"

Wendy felt her breathing increase and her heart racing faster and faster. The surrounding air seemed to get hotter and hotter. A little closer to the edge, she thought to herself.

Suddenly, she could feel Evan's hand leaving her clit whilst he continued his gentle thrusting. In their place came a warm, wet, humming sensation. The woman who had been toying with her nipples had now placed her mouth on Wendy's clit whilst Evan continued to gently take her.

The stranger was licking and sucking the nub of the clit, her humming causing gentle vibrations to pass through her most intimate spot.

This new intensity sent Wendy wild with lust. She heard her mysterious playmate say.

"Come on Wendy, come for us," as she tugged gently on the nipple clamps.

The pleasure and small amount of pain this caused her nipples were total and euphoric.

"Come for us Wendy," said Evan, "come for us. Let yourself go. I want to feel your pussy contract on my cock."

"Let go and enjoy your orgasm." Don't hold back Wendy, I can tell you are close. Let go. Come on baby, come on." He encouraged.

"Oh God, Oh God, Oh God," she screamed. Evan's continued thrusting, the woman's oral administrations on her clit, and the exquisite pleasure/pain in her nipples that she was experiencing was too much for Wendy. The strange woman gently inserting a finger into her anal passage finally pushed her beyond control.

She screamed loudly. Her orgasm hit her with the force of a freight train. Wave after wave of intense pleasure flowed through her body as her clit, nipples and pussy continued to be assaulted by her lovers. Not until she begged for them to stop did, they slowly relent their pleasure giving.

"Fuck, fuck, fuck," she said. "Fuck, that was amazing." She panted.

After a minute or two as she came down from her climactic high, she asked, "Did you come Evan? I didn't feel your orgasm," she asked.

"No Wendy, I didn't come," he said. "I derive pleasure giving you pleasure. My orgasm is incidental."

Wendy removed the eye mask to see it was indeed the receptionist who had been Evan's assistant. She smiled and reached up to remove the clamps from her nipples, which Wendy had just noticed were now quite sore and sensitive from the devices.

"Hi, gorgeous, my name is Amanda, by the way," she said. "So nice to get to know you a bit better. I think we could have a lot of fun together in the future, if you are game?" She added.

She looked at Evan, who still had his cock buried deeply in Wendy's well-fucked pussy.

"Wow, she said." You do know how to make a girl come, don't you, Evan?"

He laughed and nodded. "I've had some practice." He said, as he began to withdraw himself from Wendy's body.

"You really should taste Wendy," Evan said to Amanda. "She really has the most delicious pussy."