He sighed deeply, breathing in the incense heavy air. A soft pallor of smoke wafted across the small room, further shadowing the already dim lights. He laid his head back on his arms, his eyes closed and his body relaxed. This was always his most anticipated stop on his business trips to the Far East, and tonight was no exception. He opened his eyes lazily to admire the girl who was kneading the kinks out of his thigh muscles. His naked body gleamed, covered in a thin sheen of sweat, but his attention was on the girl. She was young, looking no more than thirteen or fourteen, although he could not be sure. Her long black hair hung down over her bare shoulders, and every so often he caught a flash of green from her eyes as she shot a furtive glance at him. He let his eyes trail down her naked body, alighting on her small breasts. He felt his cock stir as he took them in, small, yet tantalizingly soft and tender. Her nipples were rigidly erect, hard and pink, every so often brushing against him as she leaned over to massage him. He followed the willowy curve of her body down to her hips. She was slender, her hips small and curvy. She was leaning over sensually, and the delicious swell of her tight, round buttocks was silhouetted against the dim light. His cock did more than stir as he contemplated the thought of her ass bucking beneath him in sweet agony. He let his gaze follow her slim thighs down to her small perfect feet. Her legs were slender and girlish, slight and supple. She turned her body slightly as she massaged his flanks, allowing him to catch a full frontal image of her glorious body. Her alert breasts melted seamlessly into her flat belly, down to the shadowy dip between her thighs, before she shifted again and it was gone. He realized that he was holding his breath, and that his cock was glaringly erect. There was no way she couldn’t notice it, her nipples brushing his chest as she reached over him to work his shoulders. He suddenly found her breasts swaying seductively inches from his eyes. He barely resisted the urge to reach up and pull a sweet mound to his lips, but it was not yet the time.
Suddenly, she straightened up and walked to the foot of the table, and stood between his legs. She began to work the sole of his left foot, then of his right. She switched rapidly between them, moving up to his calves, spreading his legs as she worked. By the time she had reached his thighs just above the knees, he was staring at her, his gazed fixed in anticipation as she leaned forward. He had a clear view of her swaying breasts, and a startlingly arousing line of sight between them through the valley between her breasts to her hips. Her thighs were spread wide as she bent over further, and he could just see the dark triangle of her vagina. He gasped as she cupped his scrotum, his attention jerked back to her head as she began kneading his testicles with one hand, and working his inner thigh with the other. She had now leaned over so low that he could look over her head at her firm buttocks thrust high in the air as she lay bent over the table between his legs, her feet on the floor. His cock was engorged, throbbing and rearing, but she continued to ignore it, although she kept up the assault on his scrotum. “Come on already,” he nearly shouted, earning an angry flash of defiance from her green eyes. He realized that she was startlingly pretty, her lips full and moist. He had not really focused on her face because he had been too mesmerized by her body. Their eyes met for all of a second, transfixing him in her wild defiance, before she slowly bent her head down.
Her dark hair fell over his thighs, covering them as she pressed her tongue to his surging cock. She grasped his hot shaft in her cool hand, jarring him, and closed her lips over his crown. Those full lips, soft and moist, began to slide down shaft as she took him in. He had a death grip on the table edge as he suppressed the instinct to surge up into her throat. She let her teeth graze his cock, and gave her first light suck as his shaft disappeared between her lips. The warm pull, as weak as it was, was almost enough to send him over the edge. He thrust his hips up, his cock driving up into her throat. She gagged before she tilted her head back, her eyes flashing angrily, but allowing him to grind his cock against the roof of her mouth. She began to suck in earnest, drawing deeply, her lips sliding up and down his shaft as he thrust into the warmth. She must have tasted the saltiness of his cum, because she suddenly gripped his cock in her hands and let his cock slide out of her mouth. His pre-cum was oozing slowly from the fissure at the end of his cock. Transfixed, he watched as she licked up his pre-cum, tasting him, and then leaned forward to take his cock back into her mouth. Unable to control himself, he wrapped his hands in her long shiny hair and held her head to him. He thrust roughly up into her mouth, against the back of her throat. He held her there as she gagged, moaning at the sensation of her spasming reflexes on his throbbing cock. He eased up, holding motionless in her, and luxuriated as she worked her magic, sucking and tonguing him with abandon. His cock popped out of her mouth as she licked down his shaft to suck the base of his shaft. Then she took one of his testicles into her mouth, all the while running her hand up and down his shaft sensually as she sucked his balls. He pulled her head back up urgently as he felt the heat build, thrusting into her mouth just in time. He moaned loudly as he came, driving savagely up into her throat as jet after jet of hot seed spurt out of his spasming member. Without even gagging, she deftly swallowed each gush as it came, sucking him hard as his climax subsided, drawing every last drop of semen from his satisfied cock. He looked down at her, at his cock buried in her mouth, and sighed. The mere knowledge that this was just the beginning was enough to make his cock stiff again.
He reached down and pushed her head up. His cock popped wetly out of her mouth, glistening in the low light. He sat up on the table, swinging his legs over the side, and stood up on the lushly carpeted floor, his cock at attention. She stood at the foot of the table, looking down at the floor. She turned to face him when he walked around behind her. “Turn around,” he ordered. She lifted her gaze to meet his, seeing the hunger in his eyes. He only saw those green eyes flashing defiantly again before he lost his patience and gruffly spun her around himself. Resignedly, she bent down over the table, her feet planted on the floor and her legs spread. She lay her head down on the table, her breasts pressed between the tabletop and her chest. She gripped the edges of the table with her hands and waited. She was ready.
He stood there motionless, fighting for control as his cock surged. The mere sight of her buttocks, turned slightly upwards and out, ready for him, was almost enough to make him cum. He reached out and gingerly placed his hands on her hips. He ran his hands up her flanks, enjoying the feeling of her lithe body, soft and smooth. He brushed her breasts with his fingertips before sliding them back down to her hips, stroking her small buttocks with his powerful thumbs. She really was just a girl, her hips small and tight, whereas he was large and athletic. He used his thumbs to open her cheeks, just enough to get a peek at her anus. There it was, pink and inviting, tight and warm. In fact, it was very tight and small, and very warm. He slid the tips of his thumbs into the dip between her cheeks, finally gripping each buttock with his whole fist. He squeezed, enjoying the feel of her firm flesh in his hands. He left her buttocks momentarily to slide his hands down over her thighs. They were not thick and muscled, but thin, lithe, and shapely. He spread them wider before returning his attention to her ass. This was the centerpiece of his visit to these....massages. “Lift your ass,” he barked roughly, annoyed at her arrogance but turned on by her reluctance and the knowledge that she would soon be bucking under him, whether she liked it or not. She pushed her hips up, raising her buttocks another few inches, closer to where his cock throbbed eagerly. He stepped close behind her, letting his cock slide over her cheeks. He pumped across her soft flesh, enjoying the sensation on the tender underside of his shaft. Then, as his need grew, he gripped her hips in his viselike grasp and used his thumbs to part her buttocks. He let his cock sink between them, the underside of his shaft now brushing across the opening of her anus. He squeezed her buns around his shaft, the head of his cock surging up out from between them with abandon. Soon, however, he began to feel the urge for her tightness.
He stood straight, his cock rearing rhythmically with a mind of its own. He spit onto his hands, lathering his cock with the only lubricant he had. He leaned forward to spit onto her anus, working the slickness into the edges of her small opening with his fingers. Ignoring her vagina, he held his shaft in his fist, and pressed it to her anus. His girth was bigger than her opening, and it was going to be a tight ride. He held his cock to her as she relaxed, slowly pressing, until the crown of his member popped into her ass. He barely held himself back as he lay over her, sliding his hands beneath her to cup her small breasts. His body covered hers, and he was almost on his toes behind her, just the tip of his cock inserted in her ass, with only his long shaft connecting their two bodies. He was now in position, his large hands gripping her breasts and his head by hers, his lips on her shoulder. He stayed like that, nibbling her earlobe and watching her eyes. Without warning, he thrust hard.
She screamed. Her cry was animal, raw and sexual. Her eyes bulged, those brilliant green eyes that had chastised him before. He shuddered as his shaft filled her, burying himself to the hilt up her ass. She only cried out once, that one ragged cry which she fought down even as it was ripped from her lips. He held motionlessly in her, the sensations flooding him. His long cock was buried deep, his scrotum pressed between them to the space of sensitive flesh between her anus and vagina that was already wet with her arousal. He pressed his lips to her shoulder as he moaned, her tight anus contracting around the foreign flesh thrust so deep into it. After some time, he propped himself up on his elbows and began to move. He watched her proud face, saw her fight down the pain that wanted to cry out from her lips. But for him, it was all bliss. He could not believe that he was totally buried in this wisp of a girl. She was certainly lithe and erotically exotic, but he could not believe how deep he was up her. Soon, however, the warmth and friction from her moist tightness washed over his senses and obliterated all coherent thought. He began to pump, reaching down between them as his cock pistoned in and out of her tightness. He stood up and marveled as his shaft disappeared in and out of her. His thighs slapped against her butt cheeks as he rode her. She was holding onto the table edges, her face an unreadable mask as he pounded into her, her ass thrust up into the air for him. He looked down at the raw red lips of her anus, moaning as he thrust. He held her hips and pulled her back to meet him, burying his cock deeper than ever before.
As he began to climax, he withdrew completely from her. The pressure on his cock as he pulled out from her enveloping warmth forced him to bite his lip to keep from cuming. He pulled her upright from the table and spun her around. Without even ordering her, he pushed her up against the table and laid her back onto it. He placed her legs over his shoulders and pulled her hips to the edge of the table. He surveyed her ravaged anus, smiling silently at the red mark on her buttocks where he had slapped mercilessly into her as he humped. He grinned as he guided his cock back to her. He didn’t even bother to spread her ass, instead thrusting his cock between her cheeks, and easily entering her tender anus. He thrust hard, but she didn’t make a sound as he filled her deeply once more. He lay forward over her, his hands going to her breasts. He caught her nipples between his fingers and began to pinch and thumb them. He even kissed her cheek before taking her lower lip between his, all the while pumping steadily in and out of her, her thighs against his chest and his hips slapping her buttocks.
He began to climax again, but this time he didn’t fight it. He let the heat build slowly, her tight sphincter spasming around his hard flesh as it constricted, driving the heat slowly from the base of his cock up into his shaft. Deep into her anus as well, her tightness and the friction as he thrust drew the building pressure to a head. He lowered his head to her throat, sucking hard as the wild climax came, thrusting viciously as he exploded. His hot seed shot out into her, filling her, the tip of his cock quivering as cum shot out into the depths of her anus. He moaned as he came, holding her tight, squeezing her breasts in his hands before reaching down to her hips, holding them in order to thrust deeply. He kept pumping as the heat subsided, his erection still strong and stiff. He straightened up, and slowly withdrew the length of his shaft from her ass. He gazed impassively at the streaks of blood on his aching member, feeling a jolt of pleasure as his cock finally eased from her anus. His cum oozed out from her angry redness, running slowly down between her cheeks, her anus tightening as the offending flesh was withdrawn. His knees weak, he pushed her thighs away and made his way to the shower in the next room.