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By (user no longer on site) OP
over a year ago
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So there I was, on the massage table, on my back, now telling Sally some dirty stories about my swinging lifestyle. It was quite refreshing to download it all to be honest. She didn;t say much as I told her about 3somes, gang bangs, swingers clubs, parties - the lot. She didn't even ask me about Simon's involvement in much the same in years gone past. All she did was carry on rubbing my back and shoulders (towels now covering my bottom and legs) but sometimes would ask for a little more detail such as: 'so are many of the ladies shaved?' (I think this was a question born out of professional interest as she did waxing).
Only once did she ask for more about a particular sexual detail. I told her about a gangbang I had been to where all the men came on the woman at the centre of the action. 'So was her face covered?' she asked. 'Yes, it was quite a sight' I responded. 'I bet it was, Simon hardly ever does that with us'. It was the first time ever I'd heard about a sexual detail from her private life. Simon had told me more general stuff about her being 'great' or suchlike but I'd not a clue about the detail of what they got up to.
By now she had moved around so that she was rubbing my shoulders from in front of me. As I finished my last few stories her hips were facing me. I stared intently as her hips swayed and as I told her about the women I'd fucked. all I could think about was Sally's pussy. Given her profession I wondered if she too was completely shaved. I thought about her pink thong I'd seen and what she looked like with it on. As I rattled on about my sordid life all I really wanted was her.
Suddenly she declared: 'okay, we're done now, you can turn over'. I turned, making sure I kept the towel covering me, not least because my cock was now rigid. Maybe I didn't cover up enough as I turned because she was now staring down there. I smiled as she glanced back to me. She turned to leave the room but in doing so she grabbed the towels from me so quickly I couldn't stop her (not that I would have wanted to). She turned back and now glared at my stiff cock and had a kind of 'I knew it' look on her face. 'Ok Dave', she said, 'you can lay there for a few minutes and chill. Just come out when you're ready'.
Just as I was wondering where this was going to lead, if that was all I would get, a stare at my cock from a beautiful woman she then reached her hands down to her mini-dress and pulled it over her head. There it was, the pink thong. And that was all. Her pert tits were staring back at me as I looked them over. She smiled at me and said: 'see you shortly' and with that, left the room.
'Well what the hell going to happen now?' I wondered. |