Everyone burst out laughing when I said that and just like that the tension in the room was broken. Everyone moved closer and there was much laughter and talking as I was introduced to everyone by Vicky. I saw my father just standing there looking at me, disbelief mixed with something that I thought might be admiration in his eyes. I went over and stood in front of him."Hi, dad," I said, noticing again how big his dick was. "I hope you're not mad.""I can't believe you're here," he said, shaking his head. "You're so young yet.""What's that got to do with it?" I asked, smiling at him."Why are you here?" he asked. "What could possibly have induced you to come in here?""Well, I'll show you," I said, a sudden thought coming into my head.And before my dad could react, I had dropped to my knees and had grabbed his dick in my hand. Opening my mouth I leaned forward and began to suck on my father's dick, letting my other hand slide under him to hold his balls. Everyone quickly gathered a
A new client was coming to Brandon massage center, recommended by an old client who knew how good his work could be. He have got butterflies in his stomach. He always do when he was anticipating a new client, especially one specifically requesting a Total Massage.He have been doing body work for over 20 years. He use an amalgamation of Swedish, Neuromuscular, Thai, Chiropractic, and basic instinct in his work. For him, the body is a canvas and he paint well-being all over it. The rush of being able to touch someone with his hands and have them feel better for it transcends everything for him. What a gift.The table is already arranged and set up, freshly laundered sheet over the mattress pad, a nice bolster for the legs. The scents of vanilla, sandalwood, and cinnamon waft in the air from the incense brazier. Differently colored soy candles are lit all around the room, creating a mellow, sensual ambiance with the incense.Hearing a car pull up, he switched his special massage music.
"Oh, that feels so nice," Kelly sighed, relaxing into the table as he began to work her back."Have you had massages before?" He inquired as he began a series of long, firm effleurage strokes from the illiac crest up to her neck."Once," she replied, sighing. "But it was more like an oil bath, nothing like this at all.""Well, I'm just starting," He laughed, "and I don't use oil.""Your hands feel marvelous," Kelly murmured as he continued to effleurage, letting his hands move to the sides of her back, not changing the pressure as he let his hands slide over the swell of her breasts bulging from the sides, noticing with satisfaction that the only reaction was Kelly sighing and settling even more deeply -- as if that were possible -- into the table.He then began to petrissage her lower back, kneading the muscles, concentrating on the quadratus lumborum, the muscle that connects the lower rib to the illiac crest, the origin of nearly all lower-back problems. He could just see the begin
Massaging her leg firmly from the ankle to the top of her ass, he began to loosen the muscles. Pressing his hands firmly on both the outside and inside of her leg at the same time, he pushed upwards, stopping only when the edge of his hand contacted the juncture of her thigh and body, almost touching her pussy before sliding up over her ass, letting his hand slide up through the crack of her ass, over her rosebud, before sliding back down to her ankle.Hearing Kelly sigh deeply, he repeated this two more times, each time letting his hand slide more deeply into the crack of her ass to the point where he could feel the ridging of her starred rosebud. Her pussy was now glistening from the juices seeping from it. This was working just perfectly.Petrissaging her calf, first from the sides bottom to top with the fibers, then from the side, across the fibers, finally finishing with a firm stripping with the thumbs up the center of the soleus, then along each juncture of muscle groups, finis
"That's better," she said, wriggling her ass, settling into the table.He let his hand slide from the small of her back, down her ass crack and into her pussy, rubbing her for a moment before continuing on down her leg to her foot. Getting some creme, he proceeded to thoroughly cover her leg, all the way up over her ass to the small of her back. he could see a sticky thread of pussy juice from the tip of her clit to the growing wet spot on the sheet beneath her as he sat on the end of the table to work on her foot.It was all he could do to concentrate on his work, her beautiful pussy spread in front of him, just begging for some attention. But he imposed discipline on himself and did his job, slowly but surely working his way up her leg to her ass cheek. This time when he pressed his thumbs into the final hip flexor in the middle of her ass cheek, he let his ring and pinky fingers slide right up into her pussy.As Kelly moaned he massaged her pussy lips, pulling on them, kneading the
He stood there incredulous that this beautiful woman, who had been a total stranger not a half an hour before, was now laying naked, blindfolded, and sucking his dick. And gosh, she can suck! Though she appeared to be only 5'5" or so, a small woman, he was shocked when he saw and felt her nose pressing against his belly, all 7 inches of his dick in her mouth and down her throat. It was like being in a milking machine. He could feel her throat opening and closing on his dick, squeezing it. As he watched in amazement, he saw Kelly's tongue somehow slither out from around his dick to tease his balls."Oh, god, your dick tastes so good," she gasped, having let his dick slowly slide from her mouth.He watched her tongue flick out, licking the droplet of precum that had formed at the slit, then she was plunging herself down on his dick again, literally swallowing it. He began to fuck her face, totally caught up in the nasty turn things had taken. With one hand holding the back of her head,
After a minute he pushed himself upright again, his now-diminished dick still ensconce in Kelly's pussy. Reluctantly sliding out of her, he helped her to scoot back up onto the table where she lay limp, her legs splayed open, cum dribbling from her spread pussy.He walked around the table, letting his hands slide up her body from her stomach onto her breasts, kneading them, pinching her nipples and pulling on them, pinching them as hard as he could until she gasped, arching her back. He then moved up to her head, letting his hands slide around her throat to her neck, cradling her head and gently taking it through a range of motion, ending up with her head turned to the side, towards him.Still supporting her head and neck with one hand, he let his other one slide down to her breast once again, squeezing it and easily grasping her rock-hard erect nipple between his thumb and forefinger. As he squeezed, increasing the pressure, Kelly opened her mouth to gasp and he leaned forward, letti
It was early afternoon when I pulled my car into a parking space at the Ladies Health Services department. It was time again for me to see my gynecologist. I normally got the early morning appointments, but the office had called me a few days ago to change mine. They said that my usual doctor was out on leave for a few weeks and would I mind taking an appointment with someone else, Dr. Drake. I preferred to meet a female doctor, but my pill prescription was running out and I couldn't wait untill my usual doctor comes back. So I thought, "Well, all doctor are same." I even got a slight rush on my crotch at the thought of spreading my legs for a total stranger.As I entered the building, I thought about what could happen. I usually had to psyche myself up for a gynecologist exam. Its not that I don't like it, I don't hated it, but in order for me to relax, I tried to think of it as being sexual. As the doctors fingers manipulated my vagina, I would think of my husband who so expertly kn
"Look here, mister, you have to leave here now, or else, I'm going to call the security on you. We are not ready to listen to whatever you have to explain. You can't just come here and cook up a story, then expect us to believe. We are not kids. By the way, Who even gave you the permission to come in here in the first place and disrupt the peace of a woman who has just given birth?""The doctor did....the doctor gave me permission to come in here!" Rothschild replied hurriedly before they got any other second thought. He wiped the tears from his eyes and waited. "The doctor?" The second nurse asked this time. "Yes, the doctor asked that I come in here to see my wife.""She is not your wife, mister. That woman lying there is a single mother and I'd appreciate if you leave here already." The first nurse said sternly to him. Their arguments and noises was disrupting Amelia from having a peaceful rest. It got to a point that Amelia woke up from the sleep. "What....what is going on he
"Amelia?" Rothschild called out as he got closer to her and stared down at her face. He couldn't believe his eyes—he couldn't believe what he was seeing. Amelia had given birth! He rushed to where the child was to see the child that she had given birth to. He held his breath for what seemed like an hour—just staring down at the child who was fast asleep too, with amazement in his eyes. He held himself back from crying. "It's....it's my child!" Rothschild let out, trying to fight back the tears but he couldn't help himself. The child was too beautiful for him to take his eyes off. And the child was equally tiny too. Rothschild wanted to reach down and hold his newborn baby in his arms but the door suddenly opened, disrupting him from touching the child. "Sir, what are you doing here?" It was the nurse who had earlier told him to stay miles away from the ward. "I...I...just came in here to.." Rothschild couldn't seem to find his voice anymore. "Please sir, you need to leav
Rothschild could not contain his joy when he got a response from Amelia the next morning. Although she had not revealed her location to him yet, the contents of Amelia's message made Rothschild leap for another round of joy. Her due date was around the corner and Amelia had wanted him to know that she was going to have their baby sooner or later. "So I'm finally going to be a father!" Rothschild said with excitement in his tone. "When I thought that this day would never come, finally luck has decided to shine its rays down on me." Rothschild said and continued with his preparations to go to the hospital. The result of the test that had conducted on him was finally ready and he had a good feeling that it was going to turn out to be positive. Rothschild ignored Bella's presence still in his home while he walked past her with happiness—he didn't care about anything else, order
"You are impotent, don't you remember and there's the test from the hospital to prove that!" Bella said in response. Rothschild curled his fist into a ball, holding himself back from slapping the hell out of Bella's cheeks. "You bitch!" He roared at her. "I should have known that this is who you really are. Why didn't I know from the start that your heart is darker than night in itself!""How can you speak to me like that. You know it's true, Rothschild, you know what I'm saying is true. Amelia is a liar and a cheat. She got pregnant for another man and now you think that the child is yours?""Be reasonable for just one time in your life!" Bella added. "The only unreasonable person here is you, because you think that I'm a puppet you have your fingertips, isn't that right, Bella?!" Rothschild shot at her but she kept mute. "Answer me, Bella, did you or did you not doctor those test results?!" Rothschild asked,
"Don't you dare put your fucking hands on me, or else I'm going to beat the crap out of you!" Rothschild yelled out in anger. Bella scotted backward in fear, she had never seen Rothschild this angry before and it scared the life out of her. "You lying scum, I don't even know what to call you. You made me send my pregnant wife away from the house and now, I don't even know where to find her!""She wouldn't take my calls or even reply to my text messages and it's all your fucking fault, you bloody bastard!" Rothschild cursed out at Bella who still wore her mask of ignorance. "What...what are you talking about, Rothschild?!" Bella asked, feigning ignorance as she sat still on the floor. "Don't even get me started on that!" He warned. "I want you to go up there, pack everything that belongs to you and get the hell out of my house, I don't want to ever set my eyes on you again, do you understand that?!" Rothschild said and stormed off. "Rothschild please wait!" Bella tried to stop hi
Bella was in shock for almost an hour after Rothschild had left the house. She wanted to run after Rothschild but she found her foot rooted to the ground. "And what was that I had seen in Rothschild's hand, it can't be what I think it is or can it be that...." "No, no way, it cannot be possible!" Bella said aloud to herself, rushing back into her room to change out of the clothes and put on proper clothes but by the time she went outside, there was no sign of Rothschild anywhere, he had already driven away. "No, no, this can't be!" Bella started to panic. She couldn't see what was right in front of her and that caused her to trip over the stairs while she walked. She remained on the floor motionless but clutching her chest tightly. In as much as Bella wanted to deny that she had seen Rothschild walk out of the room with a test results in his hand, so that it would offer her a flicker of hope that Rothschild was not suspecting a thing, it was obvious that the jig was up and soon
"I think you have something up your sleeves, I don't know what it is, but I don't think you've been honest with me lately." Rothschild poked the air in front of her with his index finger. "What...what are you talking about?!" Bella stuttered with a look of confusion on her face. She could see that something was about to go wrong. "Of course, you know what I'm talking about, and don't you dare pretend!!" Rothschild blurted out. Bella could see the seriousness and the anger on his face. "I swear that I do not know what you're talking about!" Bella said as she stepped back. "Alright then, if you do not know what I'm talking about, maybe you should leave this room!" Rothschild said to her. "But...." "No buts, leave now!!!" Rothschild yelled at the top of his lungs, he was already losing his cool at this point. Bella's jaw hung down loos
"You're...you're back!" Bella called out to Rothschild when she saw him walk in through the front door. "Yes, I am!" He replied grudgingly, hurrying up to his room. "Why are you in a hurry, where are you going?!" Bella asked him with raised eyebrows. "It's none of your business, Bella. I don't have the time for this!" Rothschild replied he didn't bother to hide the irritation in his tone as he spoke. "None of my business?!" Bella angrily threw down the magazine she held in her hands and stood up from the couch, knocking the glass half filled with orange juice as she hurried after Rothschild. "And what is that supposed to mean, Rothschild? I am your wife, and I demand to know where you have been and where you are hurrying off to!" Bella yelled out to him. "Look, I already told you that I do not have the time for this; I have a business to catch up with.." Rothschild stopped and turned to respond to Bella who was glazing at him with eyes red as fire. "That does not
Rothschild stopped the car in front of Amelia's mother's house and got down from it without hesitation. He hoped that Amelia would be there and even if she wasn't, her mother would tell him where Amelia was. But if her mother would refuse to tell him, then he would have to find an alternative means to make her tell him where Amelia was. It had been so long since he last saw his mother in law, he didn't know how she would react to seeing him again and in her house. He was certain that Amelia must have told her about the divorce and him showing his face in her house just because he couldn't find Amelia would be like reopening wounds that were already in their healing processes. Rothschild summoned the courage to walk up to the front porch and knock on the front door. "Hello, is anyone home?!" Rothschild asked as he continued knocking on the door. "Hold on just a minute, I'm coming!" He heard a voice from the inside. Rothschild's heart began to pound faster in his chest the m