A PARTICULAR THERAPY FOR MARY (Taking the idea from an already existing story, I have reworked it to my taste) I am a pr

A PARTICULAR THERAPY FOR MARY (Taking the idea from an already existing story, I have reworked it to my taste) I am a professional masseuse who, after finishing my studies in I have been practicing physiotherapy for many years now. For this, in its day, I decided to adapt a part of my private home as a work place. I installed a small hall and the large consultation and massage room itself. said, where, in addition to the stretcher, I have some devices that they facilitate the work; although, without a doubt, it is my hands, basically, that They are responsible for applying the necessary therapies in each case. My specialty is, on the one hand, therapeutic massage and sports for the recovery of muscle and joint injuries, and on the other, general relaxing and anti-stress massage increasingly in demand, in particular for women. I want to make it clear from the beginning that this is not at all The latter carries no sexual connotation in the style of those who are so frequent in word advertisements in so many newspapers. I have to recognize, however, that exceptionally it has happened to me that at the request express of a client, and after the trust generated by carrying out several sessions, I have accessed the complete intimate massage to provide pleasant sensations at the end of the massage, once relaxation has been achieved body initially sought. I insist that it has always been in response to the suggestion of a well-known client that I have always refused in round to providing any kind of more or less express masturbation when I have requested it, that there is for everything, on a first visit, or that I have always rejected that possibility by providing information about my services when Someone contacts me by phone. In these cases I cancel the appointment directly. Focusing on the case I wanted to relate, I can say that Maria has been coming to my office a couple of times a month for the last quarter. She is a woman closer to forty than thirty, charming to deal with, with a pleasant conversation and who is especially attractive and sensual both for her intelligence and her natural beauty. Owner of a angelic face with complexion care, where her expressive framed eyes stand out In her medium blonde hair, her well-proportioned body and endowed with marked feminine curves. It has some resounding and still tremendously slender breasts, rather narrow waist that gives way to wide hips that surround a slightly curved belly and striking buttocks. protruding and round, with suggestive fleshiness. His legs, which like all his body, are covered with a soft whitish skin, tapering from the Well molded thighs to ankles and little feet. In short, a attractive and mature woman, elegant in dress and beautiful without artifice, capable of magnetize anyone who can deal with her personally, especially if, like me, case, I am lucky to have her half naked in my hands to massage her, even if it is professionally and without further intentions. Because of the casual talks we had had in the previous sessions as he loosened her muscles and relaxed her, he knew that She was a married woman, mother of two children and a high school teacher. Of some way he had given me to understand that his life as a couple, after ten years of marriage, had entered into a monotony that exasperated her, which led me to to suppose, given that he kept repeating, always with good humor, small anecdotes about what she called her life as a "respectable mature lady", and that always denoted a background of frustration, that the evident sensuality of his personality and its anatomy contained some type of intimate desire or need to fulfill. She had come to me looking, according to her, for a counterpoint relaxing to the tensions created by the little monsters that he had to deal with every day. endure in their classes. He always came to get the massages with a very discreet but elegant underwear, and, without losing his smile, he always showed I had an air of a certain shyness that made her charming. Never during the almost full hour that I spent walking his body in each session, had given me signs, until that day, of seeking really nothing more than relaxing your body and mind. That day, however, I He seemed to find her especially tense and quieter than usual. In Regarding this, I have to say that I always adapt to the disposition of the Client: If you want to chat, I'll follow along, if, on the other hand, you like to remain silent, then I simply let some sort of of "new-age" music that facilitates relaxation. In short, I let the current flows naturally. As usual, after taking off his street clothes and Lying face down on the stretcher, I began massaging María's back. You I released the bra, and after applying a splash of jasmine oil on the spinal cleft, I began to distribute it, massaging his entire back and shoulders. I had to spend a little more time than usual releasing the nodules that I found running through him, in my usual sequence of movements, the spine, the sides and insisting especially on the back of the neck and the lumbar region. As he remained silent, I asked him to accompany the massage by taking slow inspirations that will help relax it. Once the back area is finished, and after drying it with a washcloth, I repositioned and tied the bra, and I went, as I usually do, to Focus on the glutes. I removed her white satin panties with lace on the edges that were brought down enough to leave his buttocks open. complete in view, but ensuring, out of discretion, that its most intimate parts would remain hidden. She likes to get a firm massage on her butt, so, after smearing the lubricant on his two splendid cheeks, with my fingers and knuckles I began to knead his entire ass, pressing and releasing alternately its white and delicate meat. While I was doing it I thought I heard him like a sigh, so I asked him if everything was okay; she nodded moving head slightly, so I continued to insist, working intensely on his glutes. Continuing with my usual route, I pulled up her panties. its natural place and I began to run up and down her legs. From the ankles to the upper end of the limbs, the palms of my hands worked the calves and her delicate thighs. And again he sighed when I inadvertently introduced my hand along the inside of her soft thighs coming across the contact of the lace of her panties at the top of the crotch. Wanting to confirm what had seemed to me, now on purpose, I raised both my hands simultaneously and with deliberate slowness for the inner area of both legs and when they reached the stop, I held them lightly while very gently massaging the entire sensitive area near the hem of the panties and, pressing outwards, I urged him to open the pants a little more. thighs while he perfectly noticed the side of the finger that collided with his vulva the softness of her sexual lips under the fabric. She hid her head in his arms and was breathing somewhat quickly and deeply. I, when noticing I didn't say anything and gently pressed my fingers upwards with calculated parsimony. His response was a new sigh. I almost had no doubt that this time I was enjoying the massage more than usual. This finding, together with the fact objective that her body was indeed a model of exciting sensuality, I They encouraged us to give a twist, and go a little further than what was supposedly correct, and I decided that the massage, for once, would be stimulating and aphrodisiac for your libido, rather than relaxing. I knew I had to go with Be careful to analyze your response and know how to cut off in time in case necessary, I didn't want to bother her or create problems that could cause me seriously harm. I wanted to be something suggestive and I gently ran over her again. back with my fingers, more caressing than massaging, and I thought that the best would be to undo her bra again before making her turn around like this, then, having free access to her naked breasts, because I sensed that the effect of my hands on her surely sensitive breasts could be devastating and definitive for your excitement. Also, I was intrigued to know what her nipples were like, since in my massages I used to ignore this entire anatomical area when the client was a women. I released the clip on her bra and lowered the straps. shoulders very slowly, as if to indicate that the massage was taking a new direction. She seemed to get carried away by the situation, and I myself began to let myself be seduced by the morbidity of the moment, feeling like a growing A shudder was born in my crotch. It was time, then, for him to turn around, and so he I pointed out in the usual way that I apply with many of my clients to give them confidence: giving him a couple of slaps on the ass while telling him "Turn around, please." And Mary said in a whisper: "Do that to me again, please." Thinking that he wanted more massage, I replied: "Where do you want, on the back, on the butt or on the legs?" And to my surprise, she responded: "No, not massage, I want you to spank my ass" For a moment I was surprised and somewhat confused... I approached forward and Maria raised her head slightly with a nervous smile and a special shine in his eyes. I asked him if he was serious, and She told me yes, she was very embarrassed but she felt excited. and that he had always had the fantasy of giving up his ass so that it could be whipped and abused in some way, but he had never had the courage to confess it to her husband, since he was very classic in having sex and She was afraid that he would reject her for being dirty and extravagant. He kept telling me that after the last massage sessions with me, feeling how I manipulated his Ass, the idea had arisen to propose to me and today, although with all the doubts and shames in the world, she was almost determined to do it, and that for I had finally done it. He added, apologetically, that he would understand my rejection professional, but again she begged me to do her a favor because she was a intimate need for her and she didn't see a better opportunity than the one I gave her having her there half naked and lying face down. After hearing it, and still surprised, I remained without knowing for some tense moments how to respond; The answer to give you was facilitated by the commotion that was getting worse, inside my pants. And as I have already said Before, I usually let the current flow naturally, and in those moments the My blood flow had a very specific destination in my body. Furthermore, I have to admit that I have always been attracted to spanking and soft bdsm games, especially bondage. With some couples I had, it was a delicious game that It excited us both greatly as a prelude to the hottest sex. And now, There, a sensual client was begging me to spank her lewd ass. Without saying anything, I smiled openly at him and turning back I folded the back of the stretcher so that his legs were hanging and Your buttocks will be well exposed and protruding. I placed both my hands on his panties and I began to touch and rub all the wide round surface that I offered. After several comings and goings lengthening the morbid suspense, a sighing and off "please!" emerged from the head of the stretcher. "Patience, María, - I responded - the best moments come for he who knows how to wait." I continued to delight in the slow exploration of all its ass. I inserted my hands through the sides under the fabric and moving forward I reached the tips of the fingers on the edge of the central slit, covering the palm with open as much as possible the soft, fresh and sensitive skin of its fleshy and plump balloons. I could almost already sense them undulating, bouncing at the impulse from my hands. Pressing with the palm and pulling out with the fingers, I played with opening and closing her slit several times, inserting the tip more and more into it. of the fingers into the deep crevice, and making the tip of the index finger finally hooked on the edge of the entrance to his anus. The frequency of his strong and prolonged aspirations, followed by expirations sometimes accompanied by a soft moan, went almost to the same couple of little shudders that tightened my penis upwards in her complete erection constricted by the clothing that imprisoned him. I took my hands out and without waiting any longer I gave him a soft slap. with the right hand on top of the panties. "Give me harder without fear and don't stop until I tell you" - told me-. No problem, I thought; and I began to spank him without pause after another alternating the right and left buttocks while I enjoyed myself in the shocking and rhythmic sound that my slaps produced on his butt. With each contact, she moved her body slightly indicating the pleasure it gave her. the feeling of fantasy fulfilled. After a couple dozen firm spanks I stopped, and before he She told me nothing, I went ahead: "María, I'm sure your ass appreciates spanking much more if you have it naked." She took a while to answer, making me believe for a moment that had gone, perhaps, further than she wished, but then an anxious and suggestive "yes please take off my panties" cleared all my thoughts doubts and left me the field open to maneuver it to my liking. Self-satisfied, I slid my fingers back into the panty, now feeling with my touch a sensation that is half warm, half hot on its fine skin. I gently caressed both cheeks again while She sighed with pleasure on the table. Slowly, very slowly, I removed him the garment downwards trying to increase the sensation of feeling exposed, so that she would feel really obscene with her ass in the air, with her vulva at the seen as the panties went down her thighs. I took it out completely for the feet, and for a few moments I stood contemplating the view it offered me. Already I knew the splendor of her ass, but now it appeared completely naked, enormously lustful in its perfect form, with a strong rosy color to caused by my whipping and which contrasted clearly with the fine whiteness of his thighs. Having it there, exposed without nuances, it was inevitable that my vision was It will also center under his ass. In fact, it was the first time I was able to see him south. external sexual organs and the sight of them excited me too. I couldn't resist the temptation to feel the bulge of my penis while I asked him to He spread his thighs further apart, and she did so obligingly. They immediately called me Pay attention to her prominent sexual lips, fleshy like her ass. Approaching my I placed my hands on her hips and, pinching the edges with my fingers, opened her mouth. ass and vulva to observe everything in detail. Not shaved, just a light, beautiful medium-brown blonde covered her vulvar area and a very thin strip very short hairs went up his perineum just to surround his entrance of the anus, increasing, to my liking, the natural lasciviousness of all its sex and rear hole. "Maria," I told her while pressing with my fingers to that his labia majora would open - you have a perfect ass and sex, made for a man's pleasure and surely for your own too. With my words, in addition to being true, I was seeking in some way way to increase your feeling of dedication, to abandon yourself to what you surely his most hidden and primary desires required him to let himself emerge. her status as a budding submissive, something I had few doubts about after he confessed to me that he wanted me to spank his ass. I stopped observing the entrance of the vagina. Its color was identical to the one I had managed to give her ass a very bright pink that shone brightly, revealing the humidity that soaked all her delicate internal mucous membranes. She doesn't He answered nothing, but knowing very well that I was examining her pussy, It simply made a gesture much more eloquent than anything I had ever heard of. could tell: she raised her ass a little and opened her thighs even more to make it easier for me to the work. In gratitude I thought it appropriate to give him the pleasure, and give it to me at me, and I started spanking his buttocks again. But now I wanted to mark him well the role I had to play, and I continued playing with the oral messages that I sent, and that, surely, they could be as effective as my hands on their glutes. That's why I told him: "However, you deserve a serious correction, because it is not It's good that an elegant and respectable mother of a family goes around opening her mouth legs and showing her pussy so you can see how wet she is, I'm going to warm up your ass, little slut." And I began to let go of my hand again and again, left buttock, right buttock, plis, plis, plis plas...Sometimes he unloaded the whip on the upper edge of her thighs to then return to her smooth buttocks. Between slap and slap I could hear their increasingly clear moans among which interspersed with some muffled screech: "Ahh, it hurts," he said, "but I like it, keep giving me, like this, like this..." The truth is that I was liking it as much as María did. all that. With each blow, she didn't stop moving on the table so that I had to hold her with my left hand on the center of her back to to be still. The pink of her ass was beginning to take on scarlet tones, and Wherever he placed his hand, it was marked blank for a few moments. the entire profile of the fingers. I looked at the clock on the wall and realized it was missing. barely a quarter of an hour before my next appointment, I told María and gave her three or four more slaps. I stopped and caressed her wonderful ass again. with all the tenderness I could. I gently slid my fingers between her legs. trying to cover the entire vulva up to the pubis. While around the edges rubbed a couple of fingers over the prominence of both lips, with the finger I half pressed directly on his slit so I could caress him with my hand. yolk the internal ridges. She was totally lubricated and with my intimate caress He shuddered with pleasure. "Turn around, Maria," I told her while I completely detached her from her bra. She lay on her back totally naked. His face denoted also the signs of his excitement: sparkle in his eyes, slight smile maintained and rosy cheeks. Now I had before me the free view of her exposed tits. AND, Frankly, they even improved the expectations they presented when I had fixed on them hidden under the discreet bras she used. There were two voluptuous masses, halfway between the shameless youthful turgor and the incipient mature flaccidity, symmetrically perfect, beautifully voluminous to the Renaissance Venus style, I would say. Its almost milky whiteness presaged an enormously sensitive surface that contrasted with the well-marked areolas of a somewhat brownish pink color, where their dark ones stood out greatly, rough and already bulging nipples. In their exposed nakedness they were the perfect image of libidinous femininity. "I would like to massage your tits before you leave," he said. I said with measured smugness and somewhat obscenely, once I fully trusted in his state of excited delivery. I applied some oil and started massaging them with firmness, encompassing and kneading them ruthlessly, squeezing and pressing, and alternating at times some gentle caress. I gathered both nipples between my fingers to harden them as much as possible, I rolled them between my fingertips, I stretched them and I twisted, and they quickly achieved a hardness and a state of erection striking. A small tear welled up in Maria's eyes. "Too hard?" I asked her, and she nodded her head. I let them go but I promised myself that if I had the chance in the future, I would try to get to know better the sensitivity of her wonderful tits. "Please, before you finish, make me cum," he requested. "What do you want me to do to you?" I replied innocently. "Fuck my pussy with your fingers" he suddenly blurted out. "Now, for Please, I'm burning" "With pleasure, ma'am," I replied. "But those are not ways to speak, I will have to punish you later for your rudeness" I added with a malicious smile. I placed myself at the base of the stretcher and raised his feet. Grabbing his ankles so that he could rest them on the edge, I separated his thighs and I pulled her towards me, making her bend her knees as much as possible. her pussy He looked completely wet and I inserted a finger into his vagina. I started to imitate the movements of the penis entering and exiting. At first delicately, to progressively increase the frequency of penetration. According to As he did, his exciting restlessness increased, he moaned ostentatiously and tilted his head. the head alternately. I put a second finger in her and she started to squirm on it. the table I had to place my other hand on her lower abdomen to hold her controlled, which I took advantage of with the index and thumb of the same hand, take her clitoris and masturbate it between the buds. He closed his eyes and tensed all the muscles of the face. Shortly after I inserted a third finger into her dilated and dripping vagina, I could already feel as if it were the thickness of a cock that was filling him and fucking him. I accelerated the penetrations by combining the fingers stretched with others in which he flexed them minimally to try rubbing them all over your vaginal walls. Seeing that her orgasm was imminently I dared to provoke him: "Come on Maria, cum now! I want you to get me really wet" My request was like a trigger for her, she arched her head. back, stretching his neck and throwing his head back, he closed his legs between spasms in her thighs and belly, and she let go in an endless moan while a warm sensation coated my fingers inside. After her wave of pleasure, I softened my movements until I finally retired. She remained lying, relaxed her legs and with A grateful smile allowed him to wipe away the excess oil with wipes, her own body perspiration and the discharge from her vagina. "Thank you," he told me, "I think it was the best I've ever had. I am happy for having dared to ask you for what I needed, and I am very satisfied with what you have done to me, can I come back?" "Yes, if you wish, you have had a good orgasm, and so have I." "You have excited me," I told him openly, "now that I know what you are looking for, without a doubt, "I will know how to apply the therapy you need." When he got back up he put his arms around me to give me a kiss. of gratitude. I left her getting dressed while I went out to the hall to attend to the bell that announced the next visit.