MAKING EXTRA MONEY AS A MASSEUSE

I got married shortly after high school, had two kids, and lived a comfortable life in the suburbs of Cincinnati. When I was in my early 30’s, my husband lost his job for a while, which put us in a pretty significant financial crunch. Eventually he got a new position, but it was obvious that I needed to get a job to help deal with the debt we’d accumulated. I had been trained as a massage therapist shortly after high school, but gave it up when Todd and I got married. It was the only skill I had, so I went ahead and applied at a local massage parlor, hoping to bring in a few extra bucks. After several months, I was still only getting five or six clients per week. I wasn’t really earning enough to justify keeping the masseuse job, so I was starting to wonder if I needed to look for another way to earn money.

About the time these thoughts were going through my head, I checked my Monday schedule and saw that a new client had arranged for a 60-minute massage. No problem….I got all my oils lined up and prepared the room, including clean sheets on the massage table, low lights and soothing background music. Right on time, the front desk buzzed and said my client had arrived, so I had them send him back to my room.

As soon as he entered the room I recognized him as a wide receiver for the local pro football team. I didn’t watch football, but my husband talked about it incessantly, and the man standing in front of me was a guy named Tyler, one of the team’s star players. He was a big, black guy – well over 6’ – with broad, muscular shoulders and arms that were obvious through the shirt he was wearing. He smiled at me, but his eyes kept darting down to my breasts. I was used to this… even after two kids, I was an attractive brunette with a great body, and I didn’t mind showing it off. I was wearing loose, lycra shorts and a low-cut tank top that did nothing to hide my 34E tits, or the bumps my nipples made in the thin fabric, and he had obviously noticed them. I blushed a little from his obvious ogling, but to be honest, I always enjoyed the attention my looks and body received from men…and women.

I gave him a small towel and told him to undress while I stepped out of the room and to lay face down on the massage table for starters. When I returned, he was lying face down on the table with the small white towel draped over his hips. I couldn’t help but notice that, along with an impressive torso, he also had big, well-defined legs and a tight butt. I nodded my silent approval, strapped on my oil “holster”, and – using plenty of oil - began a typical relaxation massage, starting with his shoulders and lower back. We chatted every few minutes, but mostly he just let out occasional moans when I hit a good spot with my hands.

When I started working on his legs, he spread them slightly, and with a wry smile I noticed that he was completely naked under the towel. In fact, I could see his cock resting on the table between his spread legs. My eyebrows rose a bit as I worked his calf muscles with my hands, while getting a good look at his dick poking out from under the towel. It was an impressive sight….about 8” long, and thick, with his nut sack draped loosely along the base of his shaft. As I began working his thigh muscles, my hand kept bumping into his penis. There was no way to avoid it, so I didn’t really try. As I worked my way up his legs, I slipped my hand under the towel a little ways and began massaging his ass cheeks, still bumping into his balls and dick with my hands as I worked his upper hamstrings.

His moaning became more pronounced, and I could see that his cock was obviously growing, as I continued to rub his glutes and squeeze his ass cheeks…still occasionally bumping into his ball sack and stiffening rod with my hands as I did.

I was surprised at how much I enjoyed seeing his dick grow as a result of my efforts, and I even noticed that my pussy was becoming moist and my nipples hard as I used my hands to work his legs and butt. With a final admiring glance at his impressive cock, I turned away and said, “OK, go ahead and turn over on your back now, and I’ll work your front.” When I turned back to the table, he was lying on his back, with his legs slightly spread and the small towel draped precariously over his hips. I couldn’t help but notice that his almost fully erect prick was now lying on his stomach, with the head and about 2” of his shaft poking out from underneath the towel.

I looked over at his grinning face and said, “Really?”

His grin got bigger and he said, “What can I say…it’s hard to hide it.

I laughed and said, “Yeah…I can see that!”

He spread his legs a little farther and said, “Are you interested in making a little more money? I could really use the relief.”

With a coy smile I said, “I don’t think we provide that type of service here.” As I said this I began massaging his upper thigh muscles on his right leg. As I rubbed his leg, I couldn’t help bumping into his nut sack with my hands as I worked his inner thigh muscles.

He moaned softly and said, “Seriously, I don’t mind paying more for the extra service.”

As he said this, he was sliding his right hand up my leg and began gently squeezing my ass cheeks. I was pretending not to notice, but when he slipped his hand inside my shorts and past my panties, he laughed and said, “You’re soaking wet….you’re as turned on as I am.”

I closed my eyes for a second as he slid two fingers inside my pussy, and when I opened them again, he had pulled the towel off his hips with his left hand and his big, black cock was staring me square in the face. With his fingers in my pussy and his left hand slowly stroking his engorged cock, I became almost hypnotized. I couldn’t take my eyes off his huge cock. It appeared to be fully erect, and was around 10” long.

Deciding I could definitely use the additional money, and wanting desperately to get my hands on his amazing dick, I stopped rubbing his thigh, and reached for the ‘oil holster’ wrapped around my waist, pumping out a bunch of oil into my hand. I rubbed my hands together, then replaced his hand on his prick with both of mine, as I began slowly pumping his black pole. I started by using my left hand on the base of his cock, holding his dick straight up in the air, while my right hand focused on rubbing around the head of his shaft. I could tell it was driving him crazy because his moaning became louder and he was finger-blasting my pussy faster and harder.

With his left hand he pushed my tank top up to my chin, which allowed my boobs to spring free and start swaying underneath me as I bent over the table jerking him off. He started playing with my tits with his left hand, occasionally pulling on my stiffening nipples, and slapping them gently to watch them swing back and forth.

When his breath caught a few times, and he began rocking his hips into my pumping fist, I knew he was about to explode. So I began taking longer and faster strokes with one hand, up and down the entire length of his shaft, while using my other hand to gently squeeze and fondle his ball sack. After only a few more strokes he thrust his hips against my pounding fist and erupted, sending several streams of cum a foot into the air. I kept jerking his cock as he continued shooting more cum skyward, watching it splatter onto his stomach and pour over my pumping hand like lava flowing from a volcano.

When he finally stopped cumming, I continued to slowly jerk his prick as it began to soften a little in my hand. It was still fairly hard, and – using more oil from my ‘holster’ – I kept stroking up and down his shaft as he moaned his pleasure and caught his breath.

Meanwhile, he had pulled his fingers out of my vagina, and was using both hands to squeeze my tits and pinch my nipples. I was a little disappointed when he stopped finger-blasting my cunt, because I had become extremely aroused and was aching for a climax. But that was easily offset by the idea of earning some badly needed extra cash.

I grabbed a towel and started cleaning him up. I wiped up the jizzm from his stomach that had started running down the sides of his torso, then gently ran the towel up and down his softening cock, wiping way oil and cum, but being careful not to overstimulate the sensitive tip.

When he as cleaned up, he climbed off the table and began dressing. I started to pull my tank top down over my jiggling boobs, but he stopped me and said, “No…leave them out. You have amazing tits, and I love looking at them.” So, I stood there with my breasts swaying in front of me and watched him pull his clothes on. My eyes kept finding his long, flaccid cock as it dangled between his legs….I enjoyed watching it bang against his thighs as he pulled on his shirt and bent over to step into his shorts.

After he was dressed, he paid me for the massage, and $50 more for the ‘happy ending’. Then he scheduled another session for later that week, and another for the following week, which made me very happy. He said he’d recommend my massage services to his teammates, as well, which gave me hope that I’d start seeing some badly needed revenue in the near future.

He grabbed one of my tits for a final squeeze, adjusted his cock through his shorts, and shot a big grin in my direction before leaving the massage room. I was a bit surprised that I was still incredibly aroused, so I left my tank top up around my chin – my boobs jiggling in front of me – and sat in the chair in the corner of the room. I spread my legs, putting one leg over the arm of the chair, reached into my shorts to find my clitoris and rubbed out an amazing orgasm with one hand, while caressing my breasts and pinching my nipples with the other. After enjoying my climax for a few minutes, I put myself back together and prepared the room for another client.

I didn’t tell my husband about having one of his football heroes as a client….probably because of the whole ‘happy ending’ situation….or maybe because I had really enjoyed it, and found that I was already looking forward to Tyler’s next session.

When Tyler arrived for his scheduled appointment later that week, I didn’t bother to leave the room for him to disrobe, and we didn’t bother with a towel to cover his hips. I just started removing my clothes, as I watched him step out of his shoes, drop his shorts, and pull his shirt over his head, his long dick swinging between his legs the whole time. We were both fully naked as I started his massage with him lying on his stomach. He had his arms by his sides, his legs spread slightly, and his beautiful cock resting on the table between his thighs. After spending several minutes on his shoulders and back muscles, I moved down the end of the table and began working his calf muscles. When I had moved up to massage his thighs, I would intermittently use one hand on his hamstrings and ass cheeks, while running the other hand up and down the length of his stiffening shaft and occasionally caressing his balls.

After thoroughly massaging his back and hamstring muscles….and watching his black cock start to grow from my fondling…I had Tyler turn over and I began rubbing his front. It didn’t take long before I had oiled up my hands and was sliding them up and down his fully erect penis.

As expected, I was getting aroused by all the cock and ball activity, and Tyler had, once again, started squeezing my tits and pinching my nipples….my pussy was already wet. I kind of expected that this time would be the same as last time, so I wasn’t surprised when Tyler slipped a couple of fingers into my vagina as I stood next to the table stroking his dick. I adjusted my hips a little and spread my legs so he had better access to my pussy, and I was thoroughly enjoying his fingers moving in and out of me while I admired and jerked his shiny black cock.

But Tyler DID manage to surprise me when he pulled his fingers from my pussy, reached for my oil ‘holster’, squirted out a bunch of oil into his hand, then rubbed the oil all over my ass cheeks and pussy lips before sliding his fingers back into my cunt. Only THIS time, he also slipped his thumb into my anus up to the first knuckle. I grunted when he plugged my ass with his thumb – Tyler had big hands – but with all the oil he had on his hand and on my ass, his thumb actually slid in fairly easily. To my surprise, I found that I actually liked it. So, with his thumb up my butt, two fingers sliding in and out of my pussy, and his other two fingers rubbing against my clit, I sensed a big orgasm building between my legs.

I pumped Tyler’s dick faster as my impending climax grew, but when it suddenly crashed through me, I had to lean my head on his stomach and close my eyes for a second, as an intense, tingly orgasm washed through my entire body. After catching my breath, I resumed my handy work on Tyler’s glistening rod, evoking low moans of pleasure.

When I released his prick to add more oil to my hands, Tyler surprised me again by grabbing both of my hips and lifting my body up over his, then bringing me down so that my knees were straddling his hips on the massage table, and my pussy was impaled on his rock hard cock. With his hands still on my hips, he began moving me up and down on his stiff rod. I really didn’t need much encouragement….I started bouncing up and down on his pole on my own, which freed up Tyler’s hands to play with my bouncing boobs. His cock felt huge inside me, hitting all the right spots, and going deeper than I’d ever felt. In this position my clitoris was being ground against the base of his shaft, and in no time I felt another intense orgasm approaching. I leaned into his shoulder and let out a muted yelp as it ripped through me, causing me to squeeze my knees against his sides and my legs to tremble.

As my climax began to ebb, I resumed bouncing on Tyler’s shaft. After only a few more strokes I felt him thrust his hips up into me, pushing his cock as deep as it would go. Letting out a moan, he blasted a load of cum all over the inside of my cunt. With his eyes closed and his hands gripping my bouncing tits, he kept pounding his dick into my pussy, causing some of his spunk to leak out from around the sides of his shaft and onto the table between our legs. When he finished cumming, I laid on his chest for a few minutes – his prick still deep inside me – as we both enjoyed our orgasms and caught our breath.

A few minutes later, his softening shaft slipped out of my pussy and I got up to clean us both up with a towel. I spent extra time on Tyler’s now flaccid cock, and finished up by cleaning off his nut sack, before wiping off my pussy lips and inner thighs.

Tyler paid me for the massage, then added $200 for ‘everything else’. I was pretty happy with that, especially since I wouldn’t be rubbing out an orgasm by hand after he left this time. He again wanted me to stay naked as he got dressed afterwards, so I did. As he was leaving, he grabbed one more handful of boob before flashing me that toothy grin of his and leaving my massage room. I thought to myself….’All in all, a good session’.

The following Monday, Tyler and I had another session, and I was (kind of) surprised to find out that three of his teammates had scheduled massages for later that week. Each of his teammates let me know that they were interested in the same ‘special services’ that Tyler was getting, and that they were willing to pay the same money that Tyler was paying me. Considering my money situation, I was happy to oblige. But, to be honest, all of these guys were pretty decent looking and in great shape, so I found that providing the ‘special services’ was absolutely no problem.

As it turned out, Tyler typically scheduled two sessions per week, and within a month, I had fourteen of his teammates also scheduling at least one session per week. I did all of these massages in the nude, so each one of them could play with my tits and finger my pussy as I pressed and kneaded their sore muscles. Every one of these guys got ‘special services’ during their massages, ranging from ‘happy ending’ handjobs or blowjobs, to full on fucking.

For those who liked to fuck during our sessions, different guys enjoyed different positions, but I found it interesting that the favorite position overall seemed to be doggystyle….with me on all fours on the massage table, and the guy on his knees, slamming his cock into my pussy from behind.

I enjoyed all of these massage sessions – there was something erotic and arousing about being naked while giving a massage, and getting to jerk, suck or fuck young guys with nice dicks as part of the job. I found that I especially liked the sessions that included fucking…..because I usually climaxed during those sessions, so didn’t need to rub one out by hand after the client had left.

Given all the new business I received from Tyler and his teammates, I was able to earn enough money to get my husband and me completely out of debt….we were even able to begin saving for our kids’ college funds. To my husband’s surprise, I even started watching the football games with him.

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