Mom and The Massage
By: Adelina Jess
It had been a long day for Cheryl and she was ready for some much needed relaxation. She had been planning on getting a massage for weeks, but due to her extremely busy schedule she had been unable to find the time. She finally decided to take the plunge and book an appointment for the next day. She was excited but nervous all at the same time, not knowing what to expect.
The morning of the appointment arrived and Cheryl dressed in a comfortable but elegant dress. She had no idea what to expect when she arrived at the massage parlor and felt her palms start to sweat. She was greeted by a smiling receptionist who ushered her into a private room. Inside the room was a massage table and a few chairs. The receptionist handed her a form to fill out and then left the room.
Cheryl was nervous as she filled out the form, but eventually managed to finish. She heard a knock at the door and to her surprise it was her masseuse. She was a tall, slender woman in her late thirties with long black hair and green eyes. She smiled at Cheryl and welcomed her to the parlor. She told Cheryl to undress and lay on the table.
Cheryl nervously undressed and lay on the table. The masseuse carefully draped a sheet over her body, then began to massage her shoulders and neck. As the masseuse worked her magic, Cheryl felt her tense muscles start to relax and let out a content sigh. The massage felt amazing and Cheryl felt herself drifting off to sleep. She was suddenly awakened by the masseuse’s soft lips pressing against hers.
Cheryl was so taken aback that she didn’t know how to react. Then the masseuse started to lightly run her fingers through Cheryl’s hair while she continued to kiss her. The sensation was overwhelming and Cheryl felt like she was in a dream. She let out a moan of pleasure as the masseuse started to kiss her neck and collarbone.
The masseuse then moved down and started to kiss and nibble Cheryl’s nipples, making her gasp in pleasure. The masseuse then moved her hands down across Cheryl’s stomach, making her shudder with pleasure as the masseuse gently caressed her. She then moved her hands lower, over Cheryl’s pubic mound. Cheryl felt a wave of pleasure shoot through her body as the masseuse started to massage her sensitive area.
The masseuse’s fingers were surprisingly experienced, and Cheryl felt her body trembling with pleasure. Cheryl knew what was coming next and felt a thrill of anticipation run through her. The masseuse then moved her fingers lower and inserted them into Cheryl’s most intimate area. Cheryl gasped in pleasure as the masseuse started to massage her G-spot with her fingers. The sensation was overwhelming and Cheryl felt her body trembling with pleasure.
The masseuse then moved her fingers in and out of Cheryl, teasing her and making her moan. Cheryl was so aroused that she was close to the edge. The masseuse then moved her fingers lower and started to massage Cheryl’s anal area. Cheryl was hesitant at first, but soon felt her body relaxing and allowing the masseuse to continue. Cheryl felt a wave of pleasure shoot through her body and before she knew it she was moaning with pleasure.
The masseuse then moved her fingers back up to Cheryl’s G-spot and started to massage it with vigorous movements. Cheryl felt the orgasm building up inside her and before she knew it she was screaming with pleasure. The sensation was so intense that Cheryl felt like she was in a trance.
When she finally came down from the high she felt relaxed and content. The masseuse thanked her for the session and left the room. As Cheryl got back into her clothes, she couldn’t believe what had just happened. She was relieved that the massage had been so pleasurable and felt completely relaxed.
Cheryl left the massage parlor feeling refreshed and ready to take on the world. She had just experienced something that she had never expected, and was sure that she would be back for another massage.
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