Scott Visits Tia for a Great Massage

Scott entered a dimly lit massage parlor, the air scented with jasmine and sandalwood. It wasn’t his first time here, but it was his first time opting for the body-to-body massage. He had heard whispers about it from a friend, and curiosity had gotten the better of him. The receptionist, a middle-aged woman with a warm smile, greeted him and directed him to the private room at the end of the hallway. “Tia will be with you shortly,” she said, her voice low and soothing.

The room was cozy, lit only by a few candles that cast flickering shadows on the walls. Soft instrumental music played in the background, its rhythm slow and hypnotic. Scott sat on the edge of the padded mat in the center of the room, his heart racing slightly with anticipation. He had been told to undress and wait, but he hesitated, his fingers hovering over the buttons of his shirt.

Before he could make a move, the door slid open, and Tia entered. She was already naked, her body glowing in the candlelight. Scott’s breath caught in his throat as he took in her figure. Her breasts were large and full, her nipples dark and erect. His eyes trailed downward, noticing the patch of thick, curly hair between her legs. It was a stark contrast to the smooth, polished bodies he was used to seeing in magazines or online.

Tia smiled softly, her eyes meeting his. “Ready?” she asked, her voice husky and inviting. Scott nodded, his throat suddenly dry. He stood and began to undress, his movements slow and deliberate. He folded his clothes neatly, placing them on the chair in the corner, before turning back to her.

Tia’s gaze was unabashed as she took in his body. Scott felt a flush rise to his cheeks, but he stood tall, trying to exude confidence. She stepped closer, her bare feet silent on the wooden floor. “Lie down,” she instructed, her hand gesturing toward the mat.

Scott did as he was told, his back pressing into the soft padding. Tia knelt beside him, her body close but not touching. She poured warm oil onto his chest, the scent of lavender filling his nostrils. Then, without warning, she climbed onto the mat, her naked body pressing against his.

The sensation was electric. Her breasts pressed into his side, her thighs straddling his hips. She began to move, her skin sliding against his as she rubbed her body along his. Scott’s hands instinctively reached out, his fingers brushing against her breasts. They were even softer than they looked, her nipples hardening further under his touch.

Tia moaned softly, her breath hot against his ear. “Feel good?” she whispered. Scott could only nod, his voice lost in the haze of pleasure. She continued to move, her body gliding over his, the oil making their skin slick and slippery.

Without warning, Tia shifted, her mouth descending to his cock. Scott gasped as her lips wrapped around him, her tongue swirling around the head. She took him deep, her throat closing around him in a way that made his toes curl. He groaned, his hands tangling in her hair, the curls soft against his palms.

“Tia…” he managed, his voice hoarse. She hummed in response, the vibration sending shivers through him. He could feel his orgasm building, the pressure mounting in his balls. “I’m close,” he warned, but she didn’t stop. Instead, she sucked harder, her lips tight around him as he thrust into her mouth.

Scott cried out as he came, his cum shooting down her throat. Tia swallowed greedily, her eyes locked on his as she milked every last drop from him. When he was spent, she pulled back, her lips glistening with his seed. “Mmm,” she murmured, licking her lips. “You taste good.”

Scott lay there, breathless, his body still buzzing with the aftermath of his orgasm. Tia climbed back up his body, her breasts pressing into his chest. She rolled him onto his back, her hands roaming over his skin. “Your turn,” she said with a mischievous smile.

He propped himself up on his elbows, his eyes drinking in the sight of her. Her breasts were heaving with her breath, her nipples tight and inviting. He reached out, his fingers tracing the curve of her breast before plucking at her nipple. She arched into his touch, a soft moan escaping her lips.

Scott leaned forward, his mouth capturing her nipple. He sucked gently, his tongue swirling around the sensitive peak. Tia gasped, her hands tangling in his hair as she pressed her breast into his mouth. He switched to the other, lavishing it with the same attention, his teeth grazing her skin lightly.

Her hands guided his head downward, her breath coming in short, sharp bursts. Scott kissed his way down her body, his lips lingering on her navel before continuing lower. He paused at the edge of her hairy pussy, his breath ghosting over her curls. Tia shivered, her legs falling open in invitation.

He dipped his tongue into her folds, tasting her sweetness. Her flavor was rich and musky, her juices coating his tongue as he delved deeper. Tia moaned, her hips bucking against his mouth. He sucked on her clit, his fingers slipping inside her wet heat. She was tight and slick, her walls clenching around his fingers as he thrust in and out.

“Scott…” she panted, her voice thick with need. He hummed against her, the vibration sending her over the edge. She cried out, her body trembling as her orgasm washed over her. Scott lapped at her, drinking in her pleasure, his fingers continuing to stroke her until she was boneless beneath him.

When she finally stilled, Scott kissed his way back up her body, his lips brushing against her breasts before meeting her eyes. She smiled, her hand reaching out to cup his cheek. “Your turn again,” she said, her voice laced with promise.

He rolled her onto her back, his hands roaming over her body. Her breasts were flushed, her nipples still tight and sensitive. He kissed his way down her chest, his lips lingering on her stomach before settling between her thighs. Her pussy was still glistening with her juices, her curls damp with sweat.

Scott traced the outline of her lips with his fingers, his touch light and teasing. Tia squirmed, her breath hitching as he dipped a finger inside her. She was still wet, her walls welcoming him back. He added another finger, stretching her open as he thrust in and out, his thumb rubbing circles on her clit.

She moaned, her hands gripping the mat as she arched into his touch. “Scott… please,” she begged, her voice desperate. He smiled against her skin, his lips brushing her clit before he pulled back.

He positioned himself between her legs, his cock throbbing with anticipation. He gripped it firmly, guiding the head to her entrance. Tia’s eyes locked on his, her breath coming in short gasps. “Slowly,” she whispered.

Scott nodded, his heart pounding in his chest. He pressed forward, his cock sliding into her wet heat. She gasped, her nails digging into his shoulders as he filled her. He paused, giving her a moment to adjust, before pulling back and thrusting again.

He moved slowly at first, savoring the sensation of her tight pussy gripping him. Her walls were slick and warm, her body welcoming him deeper with each thrust. Tia moaned, her hips rising to meet him, her breasts bouncing with the motion.

Scott couldn’t hold back any longer. He gripped her hips, his thrusts becoming harder and faster. Her pussy clenched around him, her juices coating his cock as he pounded into her. She cried out, her voice echoing in the small room as her orgasm built.

“Scott… I’m close,” she panted, her body tensing beneath him. He growled, his thrusts becoming frantic as he chased his own release. Her pussy tightened around him, her walls milking his cock as she came. Her cries spurred him on, his balls tightening as he followed her over the edge.

Scott groaned, his cum shooting deep inside her. He thrust one last time, his body shuddering as he emptied himself into her. Tia moaned, her nails scraping his back as she rode out her orgasm.

When it was over, Scott collapsed on top of her, his breath ragged in her ear. She wrapped her arms around him, her legs tangling with his. “That was… incredible,” she murmured, her lips brushing his hair.

He kissed her shoulder, his heart still racing. “Yeah,” he agreed, his voice hoarse. He rolled off her, his body heavy and satisfied. Tia smiled, her hand reaching out to stroke his chest.

After a few moments, Scott sat up, his body still buzzing with pleasure. He dressed slowly, his movements languid as he pulled on his clothes. Tia watched him, her expression soft and content.

When he was fully dressed, he turned to her, his hand reaching into his pocket. He pulled out a handful of bills, pressing them into her hand. “Thank you,” he said, his voice sincere.

Tia smiled, her fingers closing around the money. “You’re welcome,” she replied, her voice warm. She stood, wrapping her arms around him in a tight hug. Scott returned the embrace, his nose buried in her hair.

As he pulled back, he met her eyes, his lips curving into a smile. “I’ll be back,” he promised.

Tia laughed, her hand squeezing his. “I’ll be here,” she assured him.

Scott left the room, his steps light and his heart full. As he passed the receptionist, he paused, offering her a grateful smile. “Thank you,” he said, his voice low.

The woman smiled back, her eyes twinkling. “Anytime,” she replied.

Scott stepped out into the night, the cool air refreshing against his skin. He felt rejuvenated, his body and mind at ease. As he walked away, he couldn’t help but smile, already looking forward to his next visit.