A Wife’s Massage Ch. 02

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NOTE ***If you haven’t read the first installment, be sure to go back and read that one first…this one will make a lot more sense.***

Tasha sighed deeply as she flipped the sign on the glass door from “Open” to “Closed”, marking the end of another long day of clients at her small massage studio in the local business strip center. She’d worked hard to start this place up, and being the only employee, she maintained regular 7-day work weeks. Not tomorrow, though. Tomorrow was the day before Thanksgiving, and most of the stores in the center were closing for the holidays.

Anticipating her day of R this was hard fucking borne of carnal desperation, and Tasha rammed herself in and out of Staci’s body with the frenetic energy of someone whose very life depended on it. Staci’s cries of pleasure crescendoed as Tasha furiously pounded her pussy, reaching a climax with a shriek, her legs shaking involuntarily in the air as convulsions wracked her body. Her mouth open in a silent scream of ecstasy, Staci dug her fingers into Tasha’s back and wrapped her legs around the woman’s dark, sweating body, pulling her even deeper into her own.

Tasha was gasping for breath, but refused to relent her pace. Leaning forward, she nipped Staci’s neck with her teeth, sending another round of orgasmic convulsions through her body, accented with high-pitched gasps of delight.

Tasha continued her relentless pounding for another several minutes, until she felt Staci’s body begin to relax at last and knew she had reached her limit for the moment. Stepping back, Tasha pulled herself free and marveled at the liquid cum from Staci’s body drenching them both. Staci was half-leaning on the table, her still-quaking legs hanging off the edge, gasping for breath.

For Tasha’s part, rivers of sweat were already matting her dark ringlets to her forehead and cheeks, and more glistened between her heaving breasts, trailing down past her flat abdomen to her glistening cock. Staci took in this enchanting view lustfully, and Tasha saw her inadvertently Kemer travesti bite her lower lip.

The reprieve was short-lived. Still heaving for breath, Tasha stepped forward once more and grinned at Staci as she ran her hands up the inside of Staci’s thighs, traced them around the edge of her slit, then continued climbing until they reached her A-cup breasts. Tasha flicked Staci’s nipples, soliciting a gasp, then suddenly and roughly shoved Staci onto her back.

Staci welcome the gesture and slid herself down to the edge of the table, spreading her legs wide as Tasha position herself between them. She teased Staci’s opening with the tip of her cock for a moment, then drew her hips back and plunged herself deep inside once more. Staci cried out in pleasure and gripped the sides of the massage table, arching her back as Tasha withdrew her cock before plunging all 7 inches deep into Staci’s body, again…and again…and again.

For the next ten minutes, Tasha maintained a steady, relentless pace as she fucked Staci, whose moans were growing louder with each passing minute. Sensing Staci was on the verge of another orgasm – and making efforts now to refrain from her own – Tasha watched as Staci’s back began to lift from the table, her toes curling next to Tasha’s face and her hands white as they gripped the sides of the massage table. Although sweat streamed down her naked body and her breath was coming in gasps, Tasha redoubled her efforts and drove her thick, veiny cock home with renewed energy, determined to push Staci over the edge.

She didn’t have long to wait. As Tasha slammed balls deep into Staci again, feeling her testicles brush against her bare bottom, Staci suddenly rent the air with a shriek of uncontained ecstasy. Her body doubled up and she held Tasha’s form to her own with shaking legs as her entire body quaked with orgasmic pleasure, tiny gasping squeaks the only sound from her open mouth. Unable to withdraw now, Tasha still gyrated her hips against Staci’s continuing to stimulate her Kemer travestileri even through her orgasm.

After what seemed like ages, Staci collapsed against the massage table, exhausted. Tasha withdrew herself from Staci’s body and moved on shaky legs to the nearby chair, breathing hard.

Neither spoke for a moment, the only noises in the room that of the two women heaving for breath.

It was Staci that broke the reverie. Sitting up and swinging her legs off the table, she moved (somewhat shakily still) to the chair in which Tasha was still seated. In the couple of minutes that they’d rested, Tasha’s cock had begun to soften slightly; maintaining eye contact with Tasha, Staci knelt between her legs and gently took her semi-erect penis into her mouth, feeling it almost instantly begin to harden once more.

Tasha leaned her head back and closed her eyes, a soft groan of pleasure escaping her parted lips as she felt Staci’s warm breath around her pelvis, her soft tongue slowly sliding up until it flicked the tip of her cock, sending a small shiver up Tasha’s body.

As Tasha’s cock once more throbbed with blood, fully erect, Staci stood and reached over to the table next to them, picking up a bottle of oil. Opening the top with a tiny “click”, Staci squirted a generous amount into her palm and began applying it to Tasha’s shaft, coating it completely. Emptying more oil into her palm once more, Staci never broke her eye contact with Tasha as she reached around and began liberally applying it to her own anus, even slipping a pair of soaked fingers inside.

Tasha’s breath began to come faster now in anticipation, and her cock twitched, seemingly aware itself of what was coming next.

Setting down the oil bottle, Staci turned and gently lowered herself down onto Tasha’s lap, her hands on Tasha’s knees. Tasha reached down and guided her penis until the tip touched Staci’s glistening anus, eliciting a small gasp from Staci.

Staci hesitated only a moment before resuming her downward Travesti kemer movement, slowly feeling her puckered sphincter stretch as it opened to accommodate Tasha’s waiting cock. Down, down she went, until at last, with a moan of pleasure and pain, Staci was seated on Tasha lap, the dark-skinned masseuse’s shaft entirely up her anal cavity.

They sat still for a moment as Staci’s body adjusted to the sensation, then – slowly at first, then gathering speed and intensity – Staci began gyrating her hips in a circular motion as she rose up and down on Tasha’s cock.

Tasha watched in wonder as her own glistening shaft appeared from Staci’s anus before disappearing into it once more, time after time. It was incredibly tight, and she felt as though she were being squeezed with each movement. Lowering her hands to Staci’s ass cheeks, she squeezed them in her palms, guiding Staci’s movements in tandem with her own thrusts.

Tasha knew she couldn’t maintain this for long without cumming, the stimulation of Staci’s anal cavity gripping her cock was too great. Staci seemed to sense that Tasha was near her climax; in the same way that Tasha had earlier, Staci seemed to find a second wind and redoubled her efforts, sliding her ass nearly to the tip of Tasha’s cock before slamming it down hard again, driving Tasha deep into her body. Again and again, each with seemingly greater enthusiasm than the one before, Staci rose and fell on Tasha’s shaft.

Staci felt her legs shaking with the effort of her movements, but was determined to continue until Tasha came – or she did. The sensation of such a large, foreign object so deep into her ass was incredible, and her moans were growing steadily louder again as she stimulated herself through the thin veil of skin that separated her ass from her pussy.

Tasha’s gasps were growing in lockstep with Staci’s, each woman more and more aroused by the other’s moans of delight.

“Oh god, I’m gonna cum,” gasped Tasha.

This time, Staci didn’t stop, but instead continued fucking Tasha’s cock, feeling Tasha’s fingers tightening on her hips as she neared climax. Then, without warning, Tasha gasped aloud and pulled Staci down into her lap, burying her cock deep into Staci’s body, her own quivering with orgasmic shudders as she emptied herself into Staci.

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