Amy shifted uncomfortably in her bed. Something would not allow her to continue with her slumber. She had no clue as to what was happening to her, but there was an urge, a howling desire that called from within, an inner voice that left her strangely confused. Amy pulled up the satin bed sheet that was tucked between her feet; the sheer feel of the delicate fabric rubbing against her inner thighs made every hair stand on end.
It was the same feeling that washed over her a fortnight ago and by the time it was over, she had found herself sleeping next to two women whom she had not even known. Fearing the impending implications, she had fled the hotel room and rushed home. This time, the feeling was stronger, and Amy found herself fighting a lost battle. A tiny part of her brain though, was silently enjoying this strange sentiment…
Amy was a tall blonde with lovely eyes and a round face, dimples that would warm hearts, and a smile that would end wars. Her hair dropping to her shoulders completed her unblemished look. She was at the peak of her youth, radiating a certain kind of newly found gusto. Her breasts, 36c’s, adorned with perfect areola, were devoid of any kind of flaw and she loved every bit of them. Her firm buttocks would send many a tongue wagging, as she would often tease her colleagues by wearing snug fit trousers that would highlight her curves unbelievably. Amy was sexy and she knew it. She had used her body as a tool to manipulate many members of the opposite gender and had never tasted failure on this count.
She lay in bed, sweat trickling from her brow, trying to fight this sudden upsurge of libido. It soon turned out to be in vain, much to the delight of the diminutive part of her mind that wanted it to go on. Her pussy, a sight to behold, had a tiny landing strip that ended right before her protruding clit. Her fat outer lips parted way to give access to a thin pair of inner lips that embraced the satin bed sheet with desire. She twirled the bed sheet and yanked it harder between her thighs, letting out stifled moans in the process. Her clitoris had grown to full size by now. The fabric touched it and sent through her a jolt of inexplicable sensation. Her mind had lost control of her limbs, reducing her to a vassal of her carnal emotions. She tugged harder and rubbed her cunt even more violently, time and again brushing her clit furiously. She slowly let a finger inside her pussy and began pumping, softly at first and gaining momentum with every passing second. She circled her engorged clit with her thumb; her moans giving way to loud grunts. She realized she was getting close to an orgasm of enormous proportions. She continued masturbating, her eyes deep shut and a frown written over her face, as she focused her entire energy on making her pussy feel better. Before she could fathom, she was close, way to close to stop, she wanted it bad, she wanted it to run through her like a freight train. Then it came, the strongest orgasm she had experienced in all of perpetuity. It sent shivers down her spine and made her twist and turn like a woman possessed. The frown on her face metamorphasised into a smile, a smile of contention, a smile of completion. She brought the sheet close to her nose and inhaled deeply, numerously, savoring the aroma of her juices. She stuck her tongue out and licked the enormous wet patch her pussy had made. She loved the taste of it. She wanted more of it. And she wanted it soon.
The workout had left her sore and she was thinking of a way to heal herself before the voice in her head spoke up. Amy broke into a mischievous grin as her recently turned- evil mind started devising a malevolent plan. She found the newspaper and flipped pages with rage, as she reached the desired supplement. Browsing through the list she zeroed in on one of the articles and circled it repeatedly with her fingers. She picked up the telephone and dialed the number that the article screamed out.
“Hello is this Lisa’s salon?” asked Amy, trying to conceal the lust in her voice.
“Yes Ma’am”, replied the voice at the other end. The enthusiasm was clearly evident.
“I would like an appointment for today.” said Amy.
“Sure Ma’am, would noon be fine?” asked the voice.
Amy checked her table clock, it was half past nine. This meant she had ample time to get ready and reach the salon.
“Yes that would do.” replied Amy, barely able to hide her excitement.
“Your good name please?” inquired the female at the other end.
“See you at noon Ma’am. Thank You.”
Amy was beyond herself with joy, she had booked an appointment with a masseuse, a fantasy that she had longed to fulfill. She had started liking this new found confidence in herself. She grinned, this time impishly.
She got off from her bed, glancing once more at the wet spot and made her way to the washroom. She trimmed the hair around her landing strip with utmost care. Filled in some diluted liquid soap in the douche bag and douched her asshole, moaning softly as the water made its way through her petite crevice and cleaned every nook and cranny. She then repeated the act a couple of times enjoying every second of it. She got into the bathing tub; a luxury she enjoyed, thanks to her sexual escapades with her former boss, and started soaping herself. She was extra cautious with her breasts as the nipples turned taut with the first feel of water. She shuddered and got goose bumps all over her body almost instantaneously. For the next full hour, as she took a bath, she tried hard to resist the temptation of another masturbation session, combating, to keep her inner demons at bay. She got out, and began to adore her reflection in the full length mirror attached to her wardrobe. She pressed her breasts tenderly, as she pondered over the choice of clothes. She picked out the sluttiest lingerie she had, a laced black bra that left less to the imagination and a similar panty that clearly failed to hide her firm ass cheeks as it disappeared into her bum cleavage. She completed the formalities by wearing a pair of light blue denim shorts, that would show a fair bit of ass cheeks, if she bent, and a bright yellow shirt that ended right above the navel. Admiring herself, she blew a kiss at her image and smiled coyly. The clock chimed 11.30 am.
The salon was a few miles towards the country side and understandably so. Amy found her way without hiccups and managed to reach at 5 past noon. She was greeted by a woman who appeared to be in the same age group. She shook hands with Amy and introduced herself as Lisa. Lisa’s touch sent a wave of delight through Amy’s body and she could feel the blood rush to her pelvis.
“You must be Ameline” asked Lisa beaming at Amy.
“Umm..Uh ..yeah” replied Amy, shocked at the way her tongue tied into a knot.
“This way, Ma’am”, spoke Lisa as she guided Amy through a narrow hallway. Amy could see dull yellow lights coming out from all the rooms in the corridor.
“My staff is attending to the other clients in these rooms; you may occupy the last one to the right. Since, the others are busy; I will attend to you personally. Why don’t you make yourself comfortable, while I fetch the necessary oils and ointments?” said Lisa in her lusty voice.
“Yup, I’ll wait.” replied Amy.
Lisa disappeared into the long corridor. Amy stared at the disappearing silhouette, wondering what Lisa’s boob size must be. She suddenly admonished herself for her thought process, but soon her inner voice convinced her, that these thoughts and the actions to follow were indeed, the sole purpose of her visit. She could suddenly feel the moisture building and the crotch of her panties turning wet.
Amy walked into the room, it seemed perfectly fine for a massage, a full size mirror, a long table covered with a spotless white cloth.” wonder how many spots there will there be on this by the time we’re done…” said Amy to herself. She walked slowly staring at the interiors and busy thinking how she would approach the topic when she was suddenly startled by Lisa’s voice.
“Oh, Ma’am, you haven’t worn the robe for the massage?” inquired Lisa pointing at the crimson robe that lay on a chair beside the table.
“Oops! I almost forgot” replied Amy picking up the robe. Her eyes began to find the changing room. Sensing this, Lisa said,” I am afraid, this room doesn’t have a changing room so you’ll have to change right here Ma’am.”
This shocked Amy, she opened her mouth to protest, but the voice took over. It authoritatively asked her to do as she was being told and Amy was left with no choice but to oblige. Lisa stared intently as Amy slipped into the robe. Looking at Lisa stare at her, made Amy conscious, but instead of embarrassment, she was silently enjoying the attention. She could feel her nipples become taut and sweat start to form on her neck and the crinkles of her armpits in spite of the air conditioner. She lay on the table and motioned to Lisa that she was ready.
Lisa unzipped the robe from behind and squirted a healthy amount of oil onto Amy’s back. She began to move her hands in a round circular motion, carefully applying pressure at particular points. Amy had realized that the initialization had been done and it was her responsibility to carry it further. She started the conversation and made it a point to border around topics related to sex and private parts. Lisa was happy to answer in right earnest, anticipating a showdown, sometime soon. Soon Lisa’s hands began crawling downwards. She then held Amy’s firm butt and squirted another wad of white colored cream onto it. Her delicate fingers working their way slowly into Amy’s bum crack. Lisa’s skilled touch sent Amy into a tizzy. She loved the sensations as she let out intermittent wails. She knew that she was soaking and it would just be a matter of time before Lisa found out. As expected, Lisa’s hands wandered into unchartered territory, as she cupped Amy’s tight cunt. Lisa gasped in delight as she found her hands becoming wet with Amy’s cum. Amy was in a trance, she had half expected this to be good. But this was turning out too good to be true. Lisa moved her fingers skillfully around Amy’s pubic area, cupping in all the cum. She then bent and let out a soft breath on Amy’s nape. No sooner did she do this, than Amy shrieked with enchantment. Amy let out soft moans, the tingling sensations in her forehead sending her into frenzy. Lisa in the meanwhile had already stripped her brassiere and shifted to such an angle, from where her nipples would touch Amy’s back and she could still maneuver her fingers around her cunt. She had now inserted a couple of finger into Amy’s twat. Amy’s cunt was making slurpy noises as it bubbled with cum and the juices oozed out onto Lisa’s fingers. Lisa’s huge boobs bounced off Amy’s back as she shifted gears and began pounding Amy’s cunt even faster. Amy, suddenly felt the need to be vocal about her emotions. She began purring as Lisa continued milking her pussy. But Lisa wasn’t going to allow Amy to cum so soon. She softly whispered into Amy’s ears, “Would you like to try the new pussy vibrators Ma’am?”
Amy snapped out of her daze with these words and found a nude Lisa smiling coyly at her. Amy began to apologize, “I am so sorry, I didn’t mean to…” Lisa placed her cum soaked finger on Amy’s lips in a bid to silence her. Amy could feel the ‘voice’ raise its ugly head again. She tried to contain it but failed again miserably…
She began licking Lisa’s finger, with a new zest. Almost resembling a child who’s given a candy after ages. Lisa got the hint and motioned Amy to sit, as she stripped Amy of her robe. She then cupped her gorgeous breasts slightly and pinched the nipples inviting a sly grin from Amy. Amy could do nothing but sit as a mere puppet and enjoy these new feelings. Lisa then ripped apart Amy’s underwear, rubbed Amy’s cunt for a few seconds and then brought her digit close to her mouth and licked off the sticky liquid. “mmmmmm…you do taste delicious Ameline!”, exclaimed Lisa. She wasted little time in lying on her back and pulling Amy by her hair, and burying her face right inside her wet, sopping love hole.
She barked, ”lick me hard and lick me well Ameline, show me how good you are at this…”as her voice trailed off. Amy licked the length of Lisa’s lips; she then parted the folds of skin only to discover a huge throbbing clit. She flicked it with her tongue causing Lisa to yelp with bewilderment. She began slurping all of Lisa’s juices. She then took Lisa’s clit inside her mouth completely. She began to nibble at it softly with bursts of violent tongue slapping. This turned on Lisa like never before, she pulled Amy’s head harder and made her eat her cunt relentlessly. Amy, not to be outdone, remembered the way, Lisa had denied her an orgasm, and in her bid for revenge she pulled off when Lisa was perilously close to one.
Lisa couldn’t believe her luck. She was greatly annoyed, but it was Amy, her client, whose satisfaction mattered. Amy then parted her legs and gestured Lisa to occupy the place between them. Lisa straddled Amy’s legs and made Amy do the same to her leg. Both of them were now engaged in a passionate lip lock, both the pussy lips and the facial lips. They swayed rhythmically, as their cunts rubbed against each other, the friction and the juices mixing with each other were driving them to the brink of insanity. Both of them continued to moan into each others mouths as they could sense the other one approaching climax. Almost simultaneously, both of them experienced earth shattering orgasms that sent their bodies into fits and convulsions. They held on to each other for dear life, as wave after wave of excitement burst through their seams.
After it was done, Amy collapsed into a heap and lay motionless on the table, the white cloth covering it, now completely wet…