The Masseur

It was a hot summer afternoon when Alice walked into the small massage parlor downtown. She had been recommended by a friend who swore that the local masseur was the best in town. Alice needed some relief for her sore back, and she perked up as she entered the room. She couldn't wait to relax and unwind, but she had no idea what awaited her.

The masseur, a tall, muscular man named Victor, greeted Alice with a warm smile and invited her to lie down on the massage table. At first, everything seemed normal. Victor began working on her back with skill, applying firm, gentle pressure where needed. But then, without warning, he began to massage her breasts.

Alice was shocked, but she also felt a wave of excitement coursing through her body. She knew that this was not normal, but she could not resist the sensation of his strong hands massaging her naked breasts. She moaned softly, and Victor took this as a signal to continue.

He slid his hands down Alice's body, exploring every inch of her soft skin. He ran his fingers down her thighs, squeezing them hard before moving to her crotch. Alice was wet and ready for more.

Victor felt the heat rise between his legs when he realized that Alice was wet. He leaned down and whispered in her ear, "You like that, don't you? Do you want me to touch you?"

Alice replied with a hoarse moan, unable to resist the temptation. Victor smiled mischievously before sliding his hand between Alice's legs, finding her throbbing clit. He gently stroked it, eliciting small moans of pleasure from Alice. Then he began to pick up the pace, teasing her with firm, rapid movements that made her body tremble.

Alice arched her back as she reached the peak, moaning loudly as her muscles contracted hard. Victor continued stroking her gently, prolonging Alice's orgasm and leaving her completely satisfied.

When he finally stopped, Alice was breathing heavily, her breasts rising and falling with each breath. She felt as if she had just experienced something completely new and exciting. She looked at Victor, who was smiling openly. It was obvious that he was pleased with his work.

Victor removed his hands from Alice's body and stood up from the massage table. He smiled at her and said, "You liked it, didn't you? I can give you more if you want."

Alice looked at him, feeling an uncontrollable desire inside her. She knew this was wrong, but she couldn't resist the temptation. She sat down on the massage table and pulled him close to her, kissing him passionately.

Victor responded with an even more intense kiss, his hands traversing Alice's body. He pulled her close to him, feeling her heat and desire rising with each moment. He pulled away briefly, looking her in the eyes and saying, "I want to fuck you, Alice. Are you ready for that?"

Alice didn't respond with words, but with a moan of pleasure. She wanted this more than anything, she wanted to feel Victor's strong, muscular body inside her, filling her completely. She lay down on the massage table, opening her legs for him.

Victor wasted no time. He moved closer to her, sliding his hand over Alice's panties. She was completely wet and ready for him. He kissed her again, pushing her panties aside and penetrating her with a quick, firm motion.

Alice arched her back, moaning loudly at the sensation of being filled by him. Victor began to move inside her, eliciting small moans of pleasure from Alice with each thrust. He increased the pace, his muscular body moving with strength and skill.

Alice clung to him, feeling her orgasm approaching quickly. Victor continued to fuck her hard, pushing her to climax with intense movements. She cried out in pleasure as her muscles contracted hard, her body shaking with orgasm.

Victor continued to move inside her, prolonging Alice's orgasm and leaving her completely satisfied. He finally withdrew from her, looking down at her with a satisfied smile. He knew she would be back for more, and he was eager to give her everything she desired.