A Massage by Miss Kai

Scott stepped into the dimly lit massage center, the air thick with the scent of lavender and sandalwood. The soft hum of ambient music and the distant trickle of a water fountain immediately began to soothe his frayed nerves. He’d been working overtime at the office, his shoulders ached and he’d finally decided to treat himself. The receptionist, a plump woman with a kind smile and a Mama-san vibe, looked up from her desk.

“Welcome, honey,” she said, her voice warm and maternal. “First time here?”

Scott nodded, scanning the room. It was cozy, with soft lighting and potted plants in the corners. “Yeah, just looking to relax.”

The woman’s eyes twinkled. “Well, you’ve come to the right place. Let me get Kai for you. She’s our best therapist.” She turned and called out in a language Scott didn’t understand, her voice carrying a melodic lilt. Moments later, a figure emerged from a doorway at the back of the room. Scott’s breath caught in his throat.

Kai was stunning. Her long, dark hair cascaded down her back, and her almond-shaped eyes sparkled with a mix of professionalism and mischief. She was thin but curvy, her busty figure accentuated by the snug fit of her massage therapist uniform. Her legs were smooth and toned, disappearing into a pair of flat sandals. Scott couldn’t help but notice the way her hips swayed as she approached the reception desk.

“Kai, this is Scott,” the receptionist said, gesturing toward him. “He’s here for a full-body massage.”

Kai smiled, her lips full and inviting. “Nice to meet you, Scott. Follow me.” Her voice was soft, with a hint of an accent that Scott found irresistible.

He trailed behind her, his eyes lingering on the sway of her hips. The massage rooms were down a narrow hallway, each door marked with a small wooden sign. Kai stopped at the third door and pushed it open, gesturing for Scott to enter. The room was cozy, lit by soft candlelight, with a massage table taking up most of the space. The air smelled faintly of coconut oil and jasmine.

“Make yourself comfortable,” Kai said, her voice low and soothing. “Undress and lie face down on the table. I’ll be right here.”

Scott hesitated. Most massage therapists left the room while clients undressed, but Kai remained standing by the table, her gaze steady and unapologetic. He felt a flush creep up his neck but decided not to make a fuss. After all, he was here to relax.

He stripped off his clothes, folding them neatly on a nearby chair. His body was lean, his skin smooth except for the patch of hair around his seven-inch cock. His ass was tight, the muscles defined from years of running. He climbed onto the table, lying face down, his bare skin brushing against the soft sheet. The room felt warmer now, or maybe it was just the anticipation.

Kai’s hands were warm as she began the massage, her fingers pressing firmly into his back. She worked her way down his spine, her touch both gentle and firm, like she was kneading dough. Scott let out a soft sigh, his muscles already beginning to loosen.

“You’re tense,” Kai murmured, her breath tickling his ear. “Let me help you relax.”

Her hands moved to his legs, kneading the muscles in long, slow strokes. She paid extra attention to his butt, her thumbs digging deep into the flesh. Scott felt a tingle of arousal as her hands brushed close to his cock, but she didn’t touch it directly. Not yet.

“I’m going to get some more oil,” Kai said, her voice barely above a whisper. “Stay right here.”

She left the room, leaving Scott alone with his thoughts. He could hear her moving around outside, the soft rustle of fabric. His mind wandered to her body, the curve of her breasts, the smoothness of her legs. Moments later, she returned, but something was different. The scent of oil was stronger, and Scott could hear the faint sound of fabric sliding against skin.

“Turn over,” Kai instructed, her voice husky.

Scott did as he was told, his heart racing as he caught sight of her. She was naked, her breasts full and heavy, her nipples dark and erect. Her pussy was hairy, a thick thatch of dark hair that Scott found impossibly sexy. Her legs were smooth, the contrast between her hairy pussy and bare legs striking.

“You like what you see?” Kai asked, a mischievous glint in her eye.

Scott swallowed hard, his cock twitching to life. “Yeah. You’re… incredible.”

She smiled, stepping closer to the table. Her hands were slick with oil as she began to massage his chest, her breasts brushing against his skin. Scott groaned softly, his cock hardening further. The room felt hotter now, the candlelight casting flickering shadows on the walls.

“You’re hard,” Kai observed, her fingers trailing down his stomach. “Do you want me to take care of that?”

Scott nodded, his voice failing him. His throat was dry, his heart pounding in his chest.

Kai’s hands moved lower, her fingers wrapping around his cock. She stroked him slowly, her touch firm but gentle. Scott moaned, his head falling back against the table. He could feel his orgasm building, his balls tightening as pleasure coiled low in his belly.

“You’re so hard,” Kai murmured, her breath hot against his ear. “So thick. I can feel your veins pulsing.”

Her hand moved faster, her grip tightening as she jerked him off. Scott’s hips bucked involuntarily, his cock throbbing in her hand. “Kai… I’m close,” he gasped.

“Let it go,” she whispered, her lips brushing his neck.

Scott cried out as he came, his cum shooting into the air and landing on Kai’s hand and the sheet. She watched him with a satisfied smile, her fingers moving slowly to milk the last drops from his cock. The room was filled with the scent of sex and oil, the sound of their heavy breathing.

“Wow,” Scott breathed, his body trembling with the aftermath of his orgasm.

Kai wiped her hand with a warm, damp cloth, her touch gentle as she cleaned him up. “Feel better?” she asked, her voice teasing.

Scott laughed weakly, his chest still heaving. “Much better. But… I think I could still use a little more.”

Kai’s eyes sparkled with mischief. “Oh? And what did you have in mind?”

Scott hesitated, his gaze dropping to her hairy pussy. “I… I’d like to feel you around me. If you’re willing.”

Kai’s smile widened, her lips curving into a sinful grin. “I thought you’d never ask.”

She climbed onto the table, her body straddling his. Her pussy hovered over his cock, the heat of her skin teasing him. Scott reached up, his hands cupping her breasts as she lowered herself onto him. Her walls were tight, her muscles clenching around him as she sank down.

“Oh, fuck,” Scott groaned, his hands gripping her hips.

Kai began to move, her hips rocking back and forth as she rode him. Her breasts bounced with each thrust, her nipples brushing against Scott’s chest. The room was filled with the sounds of their passion—their moans, the slick slide of their bodies, and the occasional creak of the table.

“Harder,” Scott urged, his voice thick with need.

Kai obliged, her movements becoming more urgent. She braced herself on his chest, her nails digging into his skin as she fucked him with abandon. Scott’s hands roamed her body, his fingers tangling in her hair as he pulled her down for a kiss.

Their lips met hungrily, their tongues tangling as they kissed. Scott could taste himself on her lips, the salty tang of his cum mingling with the sweetness of her mouth. He moaned into the kiss, his hips thrusting upward to meet her movements.

“I’m close again,” Scott warned, his voice strained.

“Me too,” Kai gasped, her body trembling.

Their orgasms hit them simultaneously, waves of pleasure crashing over them. Scott cried out, his cock pulsing as he came deep inside her. Kai’s walls fluttered around him, her pussy milking his cock as she rode out her own climax.

They stayed locked together for a moment, their breaths ragged as they recovered. Finally, Kai collapsed onto Scott’s chest, her hair tickling his neck.

“That was… amazing,” Scott said, his voice hoarse.

Kai laughed softly, pressing a kiss to his shoulder. “I’m glad you enjoyed it.”

She slid off him, her pussy glistening with their combined fluids. Scott watched, mesmerized, as cum run from her, a testament to their passion.

“I need to clean you up,” Kai said, her voice gentle. “I’ll get a warm towel.”

She climbed off the table, her body graceful as she moved. Scott lay there, his heart still racing, as she returned with a damp cloth. She wiped him down, her touch tender, before helping him sit up.

"Here,” Scott said, reaching for his wallet. He pulled out a handful of bills and handed them to her. “For you. And… I’d like to make another appointment. For later.”