For three weeks I had paid regular visits to the massage practice of Helen, who helped me get rid of the aftermath of a nasty car accident on the motorway near Rotterdam.
Helen was a woman of about forty-four years, nearly six feet tall and curved where she should be. During the eight treatments that I had received, the pain and stiffness in my body had eventually vanished and today was probably the last time I would be seeing her.
As usual I stripped completely, leaving my clothes in the small changing room and stretched out face down on the massage table. Helen asked about possible pains in my body and when I declared that all was well, she decided to give me a general massage. That relaxed me in a fantastic way. After some fifteen minutes of treating my back she asked me to turn over and rounded the massage off by dealing with my legs. While I lay there, I looked at her and let my eyes wander about her tall frame and her exquisite bust. That caused my penis, which had been resting peacefully between my legs, to stir slightly. Helen noticed that and smiled. It had happened during some of the previous sessions and she had always smiled this way. We had never talked about it, but she broke that habit now.
'Having naughty thoughts, are we?' she asked.
'I don't know about you, but yes, I am having some naughty thoughts,' I confessed. She continued to work on my left calf and finished by giving both my feet a massage. My hard-on subsided in the meantime.
'I think, that this should probably conclude the series of treatments,' said Helen at last.
'Well, it is good to hear, that I am completely well again,' I replied, 'but it is a bit of a pity, that I won't be getting any more of these delicious massages.'
'So you liked them?' she asked.
'Didn't you notice?'
She smiled again.
'Okay, since you flatter me, I will treat you to a complete relaxing full body massage one of these days. What you have had until now, was purely therapeutical. I am sure that you will enjoy a complete body massage as well. How about it?'
While she was talking I had been lying on the table and the fantasy created in my head by her invitation caused my member to come to attention once again. She looked at my penis standing at half-mast and then looked me in the eye. 'I can see that you are interested, so I'll call you one of these days to set a date and time.' After saying that she reached out and stroked my penis two or three times. I was rock hard at the second stroke. She nodded thoughtfully and said: 'See you soon.' Then she left the room and I got into my clothes and left the practice.
I felt strangely excited, but I was also a bit surprised. Helen had never before shown any erotic or sexual interest in me and I had maintained the usual distance as well, with the exception of the occasional erection, which she had ignored every time but the last. I went about my business as usual that week and had nearly forgotten all about Helen, when on Friday night the phone rang and there she was.
'Would you be interested to come to the practice tomorrow afternoon for your full body massage?' she asked. I agreed with enthusiasm and we set the time for the appointment at three in the afternoon.
Next morning I did my shopping for the weekend and cleaned up the house. Then I took a shower, applied some body-lotion and lay down for a while on my bed. After a short nap I woke up with a tremendous boner. I asked myself if some masturbation might be in order, but then decided against it. A stiff rod might come in handy, if the session with Helen went as I anticipated.
I rang the bell at Helen's practice and she answered the door immediately.
'Come in,' she said and preceded me into the hallway. She wore the white garment she always wore when she was treating me, but as I walked behind her I saw no outline of underwear, like I always used to.
When she stopped at the door of the changing room and turned around, I could see her nipples through the white cloth. She was naked underneath her white dress.
She smiled as she saw me looking at her body.
'There is something I would like to ask you,' she said. 'I have a sister, who is just a little bit older than I am. She is staying with me at the moment and she would be interested to witness one of my sessions. I think, that this session with you might be of particular interest to her. Would you mind if she came in and looked?'
I was dumbfounded. What was the meaning behind this? One moment I thought we were going to have a steaming massage session, next moment the older sister wants to sit in.
'Please, be my guest,' I answered. 'If she thinks it worth her while, show her in.'
Helen closed the door of the changing room behind me and I shed my clothes. Then I stepped out of the small room and into the massage room.
The massage table stood ready and when I approached it, the door opened and in came Helen and what must be her sister, a woman of nearly fifty years, about as tall as Helen and with a big and firm bust. It was more than obvious that she also was not wearing anything under her pale see-through dress.
The woman shook my hand and introduced herself as Marian, Helen's sister.
Helen pointed to the table and said: 'Would you lie down on your belly, please.'
I obeyed.
Helen tempered the lights in the room and after some more preparations I felt her soft hand touch my neck, which she started to massage in the way she had been doing during the last three weeks. After just a few strokes I felt another pair of hands touching my ankles and starting the massage of my legs. So much for just looking, I thought.
The woman that was massaging my neck stepped to the head of the table and stood right in front of me. I looked slightly up and got the shock of my life: Helen was standing there and she was stark naked. The shock I had translated itself immediately in a huge erection, that caused my cock to swell painfully as I lay on my stomach.
I felt Marian's fingers touching my left side and she said gently: 'Push yourself up a little.' As I did what she asked, she took hold of my rock-hard pole and bent it so that it pointed towards my feet. Then she made me lie down again, with my penis now stretched out between my legs. It was still a bit painful, but it excited me enormously to know, that my erection was so clearly visible for her. Marian spread my legs a little and resumed her massage, working upwards along my calves, while Helen continued her ministrations on my neck and shoulders. My next surprise came, as I felt Marian bend over my legs and softly, softly trace her tits over the back of my legs. I felt her nipples travel along my legs, all the way to my buttocks; then it stopped and Marina's hands went to work again.
All the time my cock was as hard as a rock, but neither of the ladies touched it, although they came very close as their hands travelled up my legs and thighs or down my back and buttocks. Then both of them started to work on my buttocks, each taking care of one globe of flesh and squeezing and kneading it. Of course every now and then a finger or two or three would slip into the crack of my ass, causing me to moan and to feel my dick getting even harder every time. The ladies did not talk, but only massaged me as expertly as I had ever been massaged. Again simultaneously they abandoned my buttocks and my ass and concentrated on my upper thighs and my balls. I felt one of them take a hold of my sac and squeeze and massage it, rolling my testicles around and stretching my sac by pulling on it. It was delicious, even as it came very close to causing pain. At the same time two hands vigorously massaged my thighs, while in the process the backs of those hands brushed my outstretched dick.
