Disclaimer:
not datclaimer Like many other professions, many massage parlor girls can be classed as sex workers, and unprotected sex w/sex workers is, like unprotected sex with anyone else you don't know, a bad idea.
Extended Disclaimer: the acts portrayed in this story never happened, and you can't prove otherwise
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Several years ago, I was driving cross-country as part of a military move. I'd just sold my house, and combined with my travel pay I was flush.
I was driving through St. Louis at about 11:30 Tuesday night, tired, sore and horny. I didn't know where the hookers hung out in St. Louis, but I saw a sign that said,
I decided to give it a try so I pulled off the interstate and found my way around to their parking lot.
Either the "15 girls" was advertising hype, or 13 of them were out or working. I had two choices, a skinny, flat-chested blonde girl with bad acne or a tall, big-titted black chick, both wearing bath-robes. No choice, I went with the black gal.
On the way back to the massage room, she introduced herself as Amanda and asked me if I was a cop. When I told her I was in the Air Force, she giggled and said, "Oh, cool, I just
love serving men in uniform!"
When we got into the room, I saw a sign on the wall that listed prices, with $50 for an hour massage. I gave Amanda a $100 bill and told her to keep the change. She grinned at that and asked, "Do you want a special massage, fly-boy?" as she locked the door behind us.
I agreed that the "special massage" sounded good, not knowing or much caring what it entailed. Amanda told me to strip, which I did before lying down on a massage table in the corner of the room. Amanda didn't say anything about my cock, which was about three-quarters hard and getting harder by the second.
As soon as I was lying down, Amanda poured warm oil along my back and started rubbing it in. After she smoothed the oil over my back from shoulders to waist, she dribbled some more down the crack of my ass, where it ran down my balls.
She then started massaging me, standing next to the table for a minute or so, then, shedding her robe, she straddled me and started rubbing herself up and down my back. After doing that for about five minutes, she reached down between my legs and fondled my cock and balls from behind as best she could.
After a minute or two of that, she swung off the table and told me to roll over. Once I was on my back, cock standing tall in the air, she got back on top of me and started rubbing her oily tits all over my front. She did that for a while, then asked, "I know this sounds stupid, but I have to ask: can I touch your cock?" Stupid question indeed, but I managed to nod agreement.
Amanda poured some more oil over my cock and started to slowly, lightly stroke it with one hand while playing with my balls with the other. When the first drop of pre-cum oozed out of the tip, she leaned forward, licked it off with a quick flick of her tongue, then wrapped her tits around my cock and started bouncing them up and down around me.
I'd titty-fucked before, but never like this. Amanda was doing all the moving, and with all the oil she'd poured over my cock, there was very little friction. Still, it only took me a minute or so to reach orgasm, my cum blasting up from between her tits and splattering her from chin to cleavage.
As soon as my last spurt was running down her chest, she pulled back and wrung the last few drops out of my twitching cock.
While she was wiping her hands on a towel, she asked, "Do you like head?" Foolish question, but I admitted that I did, indeed like head. Once I said that, she offered to suck me off, and I instantly agreed.
As soon as I said yes, Amanda went over to the small sink in the corner of the room and returned with a warm, soapy washcloth which she used to wash the oil off my cock.
Once she rinsed the soap off, she bent forward and sucked my semi-hard cock between her lips. In no time I was rock-hard again, and Amanda was bobbing her head up and down, smoothly stroking my cock between her lips from tip to base in slow, even motions, until the head was prodding at the back of her throat.
I was able to reach her ass with one hand, so I started rubbing and squeezing it. Between the oil on my hand and on her ass, I found that I could easily slide a finger or two into her pussy, and then I tentatively poked a finger at Amanda's asshole, she pulled her mouth off my cock long enough to say, "Whoa, cowboy, not too fast." I thought she didn't want me to touch her there (lots of women don't) but she grabbed her bottle of oil and squirted a generous amount down the crack of her ass. "Okay, go for it," she said, before returning to sucking my cock.
So, I went for it. I made sure my finger was well-coated with oil before pressing it against Amanda's asshole again. There was quite a bit of resistance, but I kept pressing and slowly slid my finger knuckles deep in her ass.
Of course, while I was doing that, Amanda was still sucking my cock. Since she'd just jacked me off between her tits a few minutes earlier, I was able to enjoy it longer than I would have otherwise.
I kept finger-fucking Amanda's pussy and ass all the while. She bent forward and spread her legs wide apart to make it easier for me to go, and I'm pretty sure she came a couple of times while I was rubbing her clit with my thumb. I could feel her clamp down around my fingers and her pussy-juice was running down my hand.
Eventually, though, she started deep-throating me, and the feel of her throat working around the head of my cock brought me to the point I couldn't hold out any more and, bucking and thrusting up into her mouth blasted a load of cum down her throat.
After she'd swallowed the last of that load, Amanda said, "Wow, you really seemed to like that. Do you want to do anything else?"
"What else will you do?" I asked her.
"You can fuck me; that's fifty. Or if you're feeling kinky and you like my ass as much as you seem to, I'll let you do me there, but that's eighty."
"Suck me hard again, first, and I'll take your ass for eighty bucks," I replied.
"Deal," Amanda said. "I like having a stiff cock up my ass from time to time," then sucked my cock back between her talented lips.
It took her longer to suck me hard this time, since I'd just cum twice in the last half-hour or so. She paused after a few minutes, got some lotion and squirted some of down the crack of her ass, suggesting that I rub it into her asshole to get it ready to be fucked.
Before long, I was hard again, and Amanda's ass was well fingered and lubed up, ready to go. She pulled her hot, wet mouth off my cock and bent over the edge of the massage table. Reaching back behind herself, she pulled her ass-cheeks apart and said, "let's go, flyboy."
I positioned myself behind her, placed the head of my rigid cock against her lubed-up ass and pushed my way into it. Amanda grunted when her ass popped open to take my cock, but didn't say anything as I slowly forced the entire thing up her tight, yet slippery, ass. It was tight enough, but I could tell I wasn't the first guy to have his cock between her cheeks.
Once my cock was all the way in her ass, Amanda let go of her cheeks to brace herself against the table and said, "Oh, yeah, that's it, baby. Stretch my tight little ass wide open with your big, hard cock. Fuck my black ass and pump me full of your cum."
So, I did just that. Since Amanda had already got me off twice in less than an hour, I was able to pound her tight ass for a good long while. In fact, it took so long that we had to change positions a few times, and had to add fresh lotion more than once.
After five or ten minutes, Amanda said her legs were getting sore, so she hopped up on the table, which was at just the right height for me to slide back into her ass with her in the missionary position. After a while in that position, I crawled up on the table with her, had her roll up on her side and fucked her with one leg up and straddling the other. That let me get my cock even deeper up her ass than before.
While I was pounding her ass, Amanda was furiously fingering her clit and finger-fucking herself to several very vocal orgasms. Finally, after almost a half-hour of ass-fucking, I got my third nut of the night and, grinding myself into Amanda as hard as I could as I shot whatever small amount of cum I had left into her ass.
At the same time, she was going through another loud orgasm of her own, making her ass clench down on my cock so hard I could barely move.
After catching my breath, I slowly pulled my still-hard cock out of Amanda's ass. It slid out with a sucking sound, and looking down I saw that the two of us were covered with lotion and sweat.
We took turns washing each other clean at the sink before I got dressed and left with a kiss on the cheek from Amanda. "Damn," she said, rubbing her ass, "I've had cocks up my ass before, but I've never had anyone fuck me for that long. Stop back in sometime and we'll do it again, but wait at least a week. It'll take me that long to stop hurting there. You really stretched me out good."
I promised I'd stop back by if I was ever in the area again and hit the road again. I was still tired, but I certainly wasn't horny any more.