The first to installment of an assembly of stories from about 10 years ago
I had just been dumped by who, at the time, I was sure was the love of my life. I was heartbroken and it impacted every other part of my life. Compounding the problem, I had a job where I was on call meaning climbing into a bottle wasn't an option.
I can't remember exactly how I came to my next decision but I decided that if I got laid a lot that would help me get over my ex. I wasn't looking for another relationship and I couldn't be bothered going to bars so I decided to visit a massage parlor.
The part of Canada I was in at the time had fairly liberal views about that type of thing. These rub and tugs advertised in the back of the newspaper and many had websites so you could look at the girls that were working on any given night.
The first time I went, I saw a girl named Krystal that had the stripper/pornstar look down perfectly. Bleached blonde hair, huge fake tits, little ass and a pierced pussy. I was nervous and she wasn't overly friendly so the experience was just passable. Good enough that I wanted to try it again.
It also had the desired effect, at least temporarily. I didn't stop thinking about the ex but it bothered me less when I did. So while some men drink their sorrows away, I started down the path to fucking mine into oblivion.
The next handful of times were better but nothing to write home about. But then I discovered Chloe and she was exactly what I'd had in mind without knowing exactly what it was I had in mind.
She was in her early 20s, Thai, and very petite. She couldn't of been more than 4'11" and 95 pounds. That day she was wearing black leather booty shorts and matching thigh high boots. I can't tell you what she was wearing for a top. She had a perfect round ass, long black hair, and tits that were just a little more than a handful. Her pussy was totally smooth and so, so tight.
I called and made an appointment. She met me at the door when I arrived and asked if we'd seen each other before. I told her no but that I'd seen her pictures on the website and was very excited to meet her. She was talkative and friendly and not at all shy. She led me to a private room and told me to hop in the shower and she'd be back to check on me in a few.
How this usually works is the girl takes you to the room and leaves you to shower and comes back ten minutes later once you've dried off and are laying on the massage table.
Not Chloe. I had just turned off the water when she came back into the room. She helped me towel off and had me sit on the table while she did a quick strip tease. In short order, she was naked in front of me except for her boots.
"On or off?" she asked.
"On," I said. With that she told me to lie facedown down on table before straddling me and giving me a massage. With most girls, the massage is pretty basic and they tell you to flip over after five minutes. But Chloe really gave a great massage. Shoulders and back and legs too.
She was easy to talk to. I was upfront with her about my broken heart and how I imagined her fitting into my recovery. She said kind things and was comforting and I felt like I was reconnecting with and old friend I hadn't seen in forever. After maybe 20 minutes of this, she spreads baby oil on my back and proceeds to slide back and forth on me, using her entire body to massage me. Where moments ago I was relaxed and content, I was now sporting serious wood. I had to shift my hips to give my stiffening dick some room.
Chloe giggled and whispered in my ear, "I know what's happening. Stay laying down." Before I could reply, she slid back off me and forced my legs apart so she had room to kneel between them.
Lightly slapping my ass, she told me to lift my hips so she could "help me out." It felt like strange position but I did as I was told. She blew lightly along my ass and the back of my balls. Such a gentle thing but holy shit did it turn me on.
Now I feel an oily hand snake its way between my thighs and past my balls before delicately stroking my dick. She moaned softly and commented on the size of my cock (I'm average length but a little fatter than normal).
"You'll need to go slow with this monster," she said. I doubted it was monstrous but I appreciated the comment but assured her I'd be gentle. At this point I was so turned on I'd of agreed to paint her house.
She let go of my dick and instructed me to turn over. She slid around the table, avoiding my legs and once I was settled in again, and rubbed the bottom of my cock with her open hand. "What do you want me to do next?" she asked innocently.
Believe it or not but I was intimidated at this point. I'd been around a little bit but never had I had an experience like this. She was equal parts slutty, friendly, innocent and predatory. I'm sure I looked shell-shocked but she didn't miss a beat.
Pouting, she said, "Are you shy now? Don't you want to treat me like a little slut? Should I suck daddy's dick?" I nodded vigorously that that was indeed what I wanted.
Still teasing me with an open hand, she said, "Tell me you want me to suck daddy's dick."
Trying to sound as cool as possible (and failing miserably), I squeaked out,"Suck daddy's dick."
My cock was down her throat before the k in dick left my mouth. Total pornstar blowjob. She'd use both hands on my cock as she gave me a spit dripping hummer. She'd look up at me and just as it would almost be awkward, she'd say something filthy like, "I need your dick in my throat," or, "I love choking on daddy's cock." A couple minutes into this, I realize that at some point she's somehow slipped a condom on to me. It didn't take away from the totality of the experience.
She comes up for air and asks if I want to fuck her pussy. I nod yes. She gracefully puts my legs back together and straddles my rock hard dick, rubbing her opening with its head. Instead of kneeling, she's squatting over me, her smooth pussy looking so inviting and her boots proudly on display. "You really do have to be gentle," she says. "My pussy is really small." Again I agree. Yes. Anything. Whatever.
Still grasping my shaft, she slowly lowers herself on to me. She's so tight I feel like my dick is fighting my way into her. I just lay there and let her work her magic. It doesn't take long before I'm about to blow and she sees it in my face and starts with the dirty talk.
"Fill me up daddy. Cum in my little cunt," she's whispering. As I start to spurt, she drops down on me, shoving as much of me as possible into her. But she doesn't stop moving. Instead of bouncing up and down, now she's swiveling her hips and grinding on me. After cumming what felt like gallons, I lay there spent and satisfied. Chloe lays down on top of me like a girlfriend. She stays there for a few minutes petting me and saying sweet things to me.
"You liked the freaky stuff, huh?" she asks. I admit that I loved it but it wasn't something I'd ever done before. She perks up at this confession.
"I defiled you!" she says proudly. "If you come see me again, I'll show you more." She leans forward and whispers into my ear, "I can be a real little slut. Visit me again and next time you can do whatever you want to me." I'm still inside her and she feels my dick twitch when she says this. "Next time," she says before getting down off me and the massage table. As magically as the condom went on, she takes it off.
She peels her boots off and jumps into the shower before me. I sit on the edge of the table and enjoy the view. Seeing her out of her boots, I fully appreciate how tiny she really is. She leaves the shower running when she's done and motions me in. I turn my face to the water and feel her washing my back. I turn to look at her and she has a washcloth she's using to clean my cock and balls. She smiles and says that I need to keep him clean.
She drys me when I get out of the shower and we make smalltalk as we get dressed. Out of the room, she walks me to the main entrance and hugs me like I'm off to die in the war.
This was the first of many encounters with Chloe over the next year. I can share more if you didn't think this story moved too slow.
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