(M)asseuse knew what I was there (f)or this time | 2016

People were interested and I don't want to have to leave this account active on my phone for very long, as I don't want to risk my husband picking it up to look at it.

I know some people took issue with the lack of protection last time, but this is going to be worse. If you don't like my life choices that is fine, but there is something missing with protected sex and it stops passion in its normal progression.

It has been about five or six months since I used my mother-in-laws gift. The sex is good with my husband. I love him. I don't NEED anyone else, but I wanted to feel that masseuse inside of me again. The way he just knew I was a sex kitten, not like a husband knows their wife wants sex, but how a stranger sees in you that inner sexual being.

I called and made an appointment from my office phone. I used my office phone number in case they wanted to call and confirm the appointment. I asked for the same guy I had last time, but he didn't give me his name. They had it on record. I made the appointment for three days from that moment, and my pussy was on fire. I couldn't keep in my seat without squirming. I couldn't keep my hands off my husband. I needed fucked round the clock for those three days. I wish I could just tell him that I am more than his wife... I am a slut. I want him to treat me like one sometimes.

I go to the appointment. Same exact outfit as last time. Just in case he saw me in the halls and might remember me better. I was afraid that this would be a bust and he would not remember me or want to use me like he did before.

The receptionist took me back to the same room as last time. It seemed like it took longer for him to arrive this time. I took off my clothes and laid the towel over my butt and waited.

He walked in looking at papers on a clipboard, when he sat them on the table he looked up at me and smiled. "What is sore today Mrs. 7dwarf" I told him that my lower back had been bothering me, and midway through my explanation he asked if I was there to get fucked.

I couldn't find the words... I just nodded my head yes. He didn't say another word before he started.

He grabbed my hair and pulled me over on the bed right to the level of his cock in his shorts. I had thought about this thing for months. I reached over and pulled his shorts down and there it was. So hard that when it came out of his shorts it bounced up and brushed against my nose. This time I wasn't going to be as timid as the first. I wrapped both of my hands around it and started to rub his cock up and down. I worked my mouth in with my hands in a rhythm pumping his cock with my mouth and hands.

Still holding onto my hair tightly he wasn't pushing down, but after about a three or four minutes of me working his pole he pulled me by my hair backwards. He asked why I kept him waiting so long. I came in moaning and begging for him to fuck me and I wait six months to come back and see him. I didn't say anything back... I wasn't sure what to say to him. I tried to lean in to suck him more, but he held my hair in place and looked at me.

After about a second of him looking at me he smile and said "I know what you want"

He moved to the back of the table again, but this time it wouldn't be from behind. He flipped me over on my back and laid his cock right along my slit. He took his oil bottle and started squirting it all over his cock and then all over my tits. With one hand he started to rub my tits back and forth with the other he pushes his cock down onto my clit and moves up and down fast.

He was making me squirm hard at this point. I felt my body tense up for my first orgasm and he stopped. Moved his hand up to my throat and lightly pushed down. In the same movement he pulled back and pushed into my pussy. He started to move furiously in and out of me and repeated twice if this was what I came for.

Seeing his tattooed arm on my neck and feeling that huge dick made me cum all over him. I have never squirted before in my life. I squeezed so hard on his cock that liquid came out all over our pelvises and the table.

He didn't even care that I came. He kept pushing that cock inside of me. He stayed at a constant pace. He had taken his hand off of my throat, but he kept making eye contact with me as he thrust inside of me.

He flipped me over on my stomach and started to push inside of me again. This time he grabbed my shoulder for traction. God he was so hard and filling. I mean it felt like he could pop out of my stomach at any moment. I wanted him to use me with his cock.

He moved from my shoulder to right beside of my mouth with his hand. He pushed his thumb inside of my mouth and pushed it in and out like it was another cock. Before I could decide what I wanted to do with it I found my tongue moving all around it. I was literally sucking this guys thumb while he fucked me.

After maybe a minute of sucking he tells me how he can tell I could take another cock if one was here. Not here though, referring to it in my mouth, but and pulls it out... He shoves his thumb into my asshole and from the pressure of his cock in my pussy and his thumb in my ass I start to buck into an orgasm again, my body out of control shaking. He laughs and says he knew I could handle a couple men at once. Maybe I can bring in another guy next time?

Hearing him talk like that kept me in an orgasm for what seemed like a full two minutes.

While I'm in dreamland cumming all over his cock he pulls out of my pussy and into my ass. I have had anal sex ONCE in college. ONE TIME. He spread me so far open with his cock. It hurt and felt amazing all at once. He only pushed in three times. On the third full stroke he filled my asshole with his cum.

He pulled out. Smiled at me. Pulled up his shorts and said "see ya soon"

That was during the summer. I haven't been back since. I'm afraid of how much I will want to be used. To this day if I knew a way to tell my husband how I want to be treated I would.

I hope you enjoyed.