I followed Joy into the lounge, the way her bum moved as she walked was, so soon after a major ejaculation, already creating self raising juices. Wow this lady is so sexy from any angle, l want her!
Joy sat on the sofa, your turn, she said, coffee is in the hot jug, cups ready, your turn to be naked waiter, some extras on the counter, it’s up to you, go on, off you go.
Your wish is my command my mistress, I said, bowing as I retreated backwards towards the kitchen.
On the worktop were an elasticated white bow tie and a tiny apron, so tiny it looked like it would barely cover my pubes, let alone anything more substantial.
I put both on, poured the coffee, picked up one cup in each hand and walked back to the lounge.
Joy laughed, thank you she said, l feel a drawing coming on that will both amuse Maddie and annoy Grace!
New moon, full moon or something in between, I asked, still holding the cups.
As l put the cups down, she said, half moon to start, but ok maybe more than one drawing to really interest Maddie and really irritate Grace.
Does Gwen fit into this anywhere, I asked.
Not sure, Joy said, Gwen is getting more at ease, less awkward, with the girly stuff, she says she likes the pictures but l just don’t know if that translates to the real thing or not.
I fetched the biscuit barrel and sat down, taking care to remain in full view at all times, as instructed some weeks ago. Joy had again played the ‘art’ joker, but I was more and more convinced that she was, most of the time, a control freak who enjoyed seeing my reactions as the conversations developed. That said i had found that qshe could quickly switch to a sub role with me in charge.
Have you ever had, or given, a full body massage, with baby oil, she asked.
The genital response was predictable, and noted, as she made no secret of where she was looking.
Apart from the basics of the principle areas taught me by Maeve, as part of my seduction and foreplay development all those years ago, I said, I know nothing, have you?
Some experience, yes, she said, never properly by a man, done right it by a woman it can be a heavenly, almost out of body experience.
I’m up for being taught, if you are up for teaching me, learning on the job so to speak.
Maddie is my expert, she said, really good, and she loves doing it, play your cards right and who knows?
That sounds fantastic, with or without an audience?
You cheeky boy, with of course.
Can one greedy boy have two masseurs, l whimsically asked.
Joy laughed, wasn’t expecting that from you, I’ll ask Maddie, no doubt she has a point of view.
Meanwhile, not today, but just you and me initially, perhaps in a week or two, meanwhile I have an instructional video, shall we watch it, I am sure you will enjoy and learn from it.
It’s a teaching video, not meant to be pornographic, for legal reasons.
The tv came alive, it showed youngish woman face down on a massage bench, scanning her body full length, nothing in view except well formed buttocks, but erotic nonetheless.
The masseuse was fully clothed as she drizzled a well known brand of baby oil between the shoulder blades and began massaging, nothing sexual, just neck and shoulders, but very stimulating.
Having worked her way down from neck to bum cheeks, then upper and lower legs, the lucky recipients legs began to spread and with a low bolster suddenly appearing under her stomach and yet another good drizzle of oil in just the right place, a full and increasingly deep between the legs massage began, with very explicit camera work, no sound track, difficult to see it all but at least two fingers internally, not sure which hole.
Flipping heck, l said, l would love the opportunity to do that to a suitable recipient.
Joy laughed, you do have kind hands George, you might soon learn, keep watching.
The camera panned away and when it returned the young lady was on her back as the camera panned up and down, pausing on her magnificently spread breasts and semi erect nipples, then on to her totally shaven, and well defined oily, shiny vulva if glorious full colour full view.
All in all a magnificent example of near perfect womanhood, l thought.
Starting with her front neck and shoulders, another drizzle of oil between her breasts, a long lingering massage of breasts and nipples, with some very light fingered tweaking, it’s instructional, not porn, yeah right, it if they were semi erect then they sure are fully erect now, down via her navel to her longed for shaven haven.
The camera panned away and when it returned the low bolster was back, under her bum, giving her vulva just that little extra accentuation, not that it needed it, nevertheless a better view is always appreciated.
The masseuse massaged gently around the whole area, gently encouraging her legs wider apart, then using one hand to hold the outer lips apart, the other slowly drizzled more oil as l watched it disappear inside her.
Wowsers, l was rock hard again, l did not look to see if l was being watched, I yearned to start wanking myself again, but l refrained, after all this is supposed to be training not porn and Joy already knows very well how best to wank a cock.
The camera panned round to show her gloriously oily vulva from all angles, followed by first one finger opening it up, then two working into her vaginal cavity, then a thumb working her as yet unseen clit, accompanied by several body twitches as the various digits found the right spots.
The masseuse undoubtedly knew what she was doing, instruction be darned, this was female masturbation at its very real and finest.
As the internal massage progressed, it became more akin to edging, accompanied by ever more twitching, her lips were spread, two handed and a (never seen by me before) mystical engorged clitoris appeared briefly, only to be oiled and allowed to gradually creep back indoors out of sight.
My eyes were glued as her vaginal opening was, err, opened up, complete with two fingers inside it and with that the camera panned away up via her breasts and face, a face full of relaxed ecstasy written all over it and back down to an explicit two fingered insert and thrusting accompanied by a thumb working her clit, then it stopped, just before the climax, l believed.
The end.
I was speechlessly gobsmacked and said nothing, looking at my very full moon, he was looking gobsmacked too!
I sat back in the sofa, allowing myself to stand to attention unaided.
Something makes me believe that you liked that, Joy said.
Would you ever let me do that for you, I asked or watch?
You need some tuition first, she replied, never say never (Joy speak for yes!) but properly, not ham fistedly, it’s very sensitive in there.
How can I learn, I asked excitedly.
You might just be a very lucky boy, she said, my teacher may well be prepared to take you in hand for some practical lessons.
The coffee had gone cold, I’ll get us another, she quickly said.
Once more the naked waiter did his duty, it’s a difficult job, but someone has to do it.,
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