"A massage? Really? You're sure about this..."
It's almost five o'clock on a Friday as you herd me into the somewhat deserted waiting room of a local masseuse.
"Yes! This is your birthday present! Now would you just relax and enjoy yourself?" You check me in at the front desk as I have a somewhat tentative seat in one of the oversized waiting room chairs. They're comfortable...but I'm not.
I'm just getting settled in when a very large breasted blonde steps out from a door marked "Private". I do a double-take...I can't help myself! This girl has curves that just won't stop. She checks a clipboard and says, "Donnie?" I offer up a little half-hearted wave and you give my shoulder a shove.
"Well, go on, will ya? I'm paying for this...the least you can do is PRETEND to enjoy it."
I cross the room to the bodacious blonde. She sticks out a hand and says, "hi, I'm Tammy...right this way."
I shake her hand and follow her stunning round ass through the door in to the obviously "private" inner sanctum of the massage parlor. As I think "massage parlor" I almost flinch because every time I've used that term in the past couple of days you've corrected me with a sharp punch in the shoulder. You would frown and say, "masseuse! It's a MASSEUSE! They have licenses and everything...stop thinking this is some kind of 'fucky-fucky, sucky-sucky' kind of place with a happy ending. This is a REAL massage and you are going to enjoy it!"
I walk into a room filled with candles and low lighting. There is a table in the center of the room. Yeah, right...masseuse, my ass...this is a massage parlor.
Tammy is very business-like as she points to the table, "Donnie, I need you to disrobe completely and lie down. You can cover up with that sheet there. I'll wait in the other room until you're ready, okay? Just give me a call...remember, my name is Tammy."
Tammy disappears into a small room off to the back of the main room. I do let my gaze linger a moment on her ass as she departs. Completely disrobe, eh? Okay. I take everything off and fold it up on the little side table by the door. I lie down on the main table and pull the sheet up and over me. I wasn't specifically instructed, but I decide to start out on my back.
Once I'm completely covered I take a deep breath and call, "Tammy? I'm ready."
The door opens and Tammy re-enters the room. For a moment I think my eyes haven't quite adjusted to the light, but then I realize that she is, in fact, completely naked. Her enormous breasts are full and round and very perky sitting up high on her chest. At first I think "implants" but I can tell from the way they sway as she walks they are very real.
She takes two steps towards me and I suddenly feel VERY naked and a little panicky. "Hey...hold on a minute here...I don't think this is what Jen paid for. She's right outside...I really don't think this is what she had in mind!" My voice is starting to creep up in pitch just a bit and it even cracks as Tammy and her enormous tits continue towards me.
Tammy wordlessly stops in the middle of the room and then you step out from where she came. You are ALSO completely naked. For a minute I start to worry I might be having some kind of a stroke.
"Oh, baby...this is EXACTLY what I had in mind!" You chuckle as you cross the room to stand next to Tammy.
I sit up on the table, still somewhat worried about staying covered. That seems to be the furthest thing from either you or Tammy's mind. You put your left arm around Tammy's waist. With your right hand you reach over and grab a squirt bottle filled with massage oil from a tray. You squeeze the bottle over Tammy's chest, coating her tits with it. They are shiny and slick looking in the candle light. I can see her nipples are getting hard. You put the bottle down and rub the oil all over her big, round boobs.
You still look very amused as I sit there with my mouth hanging open. "Just look at those tits! I bet I know a naughty boy who would love to slide his cock between those big melons." You move around behind Tammy and slide both of your hands up over her tits. You are grinning at me over her shoulder. Your fingers are rubbing and kneading her big jugs. "How about it, big boy? Think you could handle titfucking Tammy?"
I start to stammer, "well...uh...I..." I'm still very confused.
You cut me off, laughing loudlly. "Oh, you goofball! You really thought my birthday gift was a lame-ass massage?" You turn Tammy around so she's facing you. In a soft voice you say, "why don't you lick my pussy, baby, while I tell him what's going on..." I think I hear Tammy murmur, "yes, mistress" then she drops to her knees in front of you. She puts her hands on your hips and buries her face in your delicious snatch. I hear sexy, wet yummy noises. You put your hands in her hair and I see your body quiver as she licks you with what appears to be a very skilled tongue. Your body quakes and your eyes close before you are able to regain your composure.