*bzz bzz* my phone vibrated. My eyes darted over to see the text come through.

“10 minutes away!”

I had been keeping a close eye on my phone over the last two hours, waiting to hear where she was. Sitting in my office at work, I finished up with my last client hours ago and I was mentally preparing to meet my next recipient for an erotic massage. I had already done this a few times in the past couple months. It really is a new experience that I just decided I wanted to try one day and it has turned out to be the most exciting adventure of my life so far. Fulfilling this fantasy of going past my professional boundaries to please a woman was like I had jumped into one of those videos you would see on some internet porn site. It was thrilling finding women who wanted this experience, deeply pleasing to see their walls fall as they relaxed into my table, and it made me giddy to see their smiling faces as they left. Of course, there is also the horny 18 year old inside of me that just loved seeing and touching beautiful women. I would say that not all of them have been attractive to me. The pleasure for me really is about the taboo of it all and pleasing my “client.” But this one was different.

Erin was the first “client” that I felt a deep attraction to. We had met on a dating app that is filled with the kink community and polyamourous people. I figured that would be a good place to find recipients for what I was looking for. When I saw her profile picture it was the first time that I thought, “I WANT to massage this person.” The way her brown hair framed her face and fell just past her shoulders, the slight dimples in her cheeks as she smiled, and the plunging neckline of the classy dress she was wearing just did it for me. Physically, I was very attracted to her.

I need to be careful with who I invite to get these massages, though. First, Erin and I had set up a time to meet over Google Hangouts. I wanted to make sure that she was indeed a real person because there are so many scams on these dating apps. I also wanted to be able to go over some expectations and give us a chance to get a feeling for each other to make sure that we were both comfortable. To know that this was something we both wanted to do. Well, that meeting ended up turning into a 2 hour conversation. We got along so well. Our stories of how we got to where we are were so similar. It was exciting to feel this type of connection with someone before I had her naked body on my table. It only made me more attracted to her. I had almost forgotten to talk about the massage! Needless to say, I invited her to come in for an experience neither of us would forget. 

As excited as I was, I almost knew that it was too good to be true. The morning of our “appointment”, Erin texted me that she wouldn’t be able to make it. This would happen a couple more times. Everytime it was a legitimate excuse. She would always text “I know this sounds like an excuse to just get out of it, but I promise it’s not!” I believed her, but as the weeks went by I started to wonder if it would ever happen. But now, here she was. She was just a few minutes away from my massage studio and I could not have been more excited… or more nervous.

I saw through the glass door to my office a car pull up and park right in front. She was here. She was finally here. Erin stepped out of her mini suv and I saw her in person for the first time. She was a little shorter than I was expecting, but just as beautiful as her pictures, but in much different attire. A plaid shirt over a tight tank top and jeans, much more of a girl next door look than the classy picture on her profile. It was much more comfortable and relaxed, something that I would describe myself as. Even that small change was able to excite me more than I already was. 

“Hi” She smiled as she walked in the door. “John? I believe we agreed on a bottle of wine before?” holding up a bottle and tilting her head playfully.

“Well hello, Erin. It’s so nice to finally meet you. Do you do hugs?” I ask, opening my arms to hold her close to me. She immediately fell into me and hugged me tight. I could feel her breasts press against me and I couldn’t help but imagine what they looked like. What they felt like, knowing that I would have the answers to those questions before long.

I gave Erin a short walkthrough of my work space. Showing her the office, where the bathroom was, but eagerly wanting to bring her into my therapy room. We ended up staying in the office and drinking our wine at the desk where I normally go over intake with new clients in my professional work. The taboo of what we were doing being very apparent to me at that moment. Our conversation was fun and playful. We laughed easily and it was clear that our chemistry carried over from our online date, as I have started to call it over the past few weeks. I enjoyed her company, talking about our jobs and life experiences. I loved really connecting with her, but I almost felt bad pushing our conversation towards the massage. It was clear she was nervous as well and we both kind of avoided the subject of what we were about to do. What I could feel that we both wanted to do, but didn’t want to disrupt what we had going on. Didn’t want to ruin it.

“So” I said after our second glass of wine, “Should we move into the massage room?”

“Absolutely!” Erin exclaimed as if she had been holding in her excitement this whole time. Glad that once again we were on the same page, I directed her to my therapy room. I have a large comfy chair for my clients that I directed her to. I sat down on my stool and began to go over what we were about to do.

“So, I don’t know if you want me to go over everything beforehand or if you want to be surprised. That can add to the fun of the experience.”

“Oh you don’t need to tell me anything. I want to get the full experience.” she responded quickly with a slight smile. I was almost taken aback with how eager she seemed. It was almost more than I was!

“Oh…excellent! Ok well I need to get consent before we get into it. May I massage your breasts?” She nodded as I moved my hands across my own chest. “Your ass?” She nodded as I slid my hands down to my own hips. “In between your legs?” She sighed out a yes as I pressed my hands between my own legs. “Well….unless you have any questions, I think we are ready to start. I’m going to step out of the room. Take off your clothes and get underneath the sheet and blanket, face down. I am going to go wash my hands and I’ll be back in a couple minutes.” I left the room and did as I said. I set up the music on my phone to keep the relaxing atmosphere in the room and I took a deep breath before I went back in to give the massage that I had been looking forward to for weeks. To touch and spoil the woman I had developed a crush on. To fulfill my fantasy more than I ever had in the past.

I entered the room. Soft spa music was playing that I had set up earlier. Erin was lying on my table as if she was any other client. My heart skipped a beat before I could start.

“If at any point you feel any discomfort at all, let me know and I will do what I can to fix that for you. Also, if you would like more or less pressure, communicate that with me and I can change it.” The same thing I say before every massage, but I added “And also, just because you consented before doesn’t mean that is a commitment. If at any point you want me to stop what I am doing, just tell me and I will.”

“You’re so sweet. I won’t need to, but thank you anyway” and that was the last thing she said for a long time. I started doing compressions over the sheet, saying hello to her body and getting her used to my touch. I undraped her back, pulling the sheet down to just past her sacrum at her lower back, a small part of her ass slightly exposed. I did not tuck in the sheet. My hands moved slowly across her back, moving her muscles away from her spine, stretching her shoulders with just the compressions of my palm. I started to apply lotion to her back and slowly pressed my palms all the way down her back and my fingers touched the top of her ass ever so slightly. Her muscles were giving in to my pressure. I could feel her body relaxing into the table as I massaged away her stress. Her breathing slowed and I could tell she was enjoying herself. She didn’t say so, but her body was giving in to me.

Up until this point, almost everything had been like a regular massage. The only difference being me not tucking in the sheet, hoping it would slightly excite her. I moved to her side and moved her arm off of the table. I applied lotion to her arm, slipped my hands underneath her shoulder to her pecs, and spread lotion down her side getting her lats….and I grazed her breast. A small tease. Keeping with the fantasy, I wanted her to question whether that was on purpose. I wanted her mind to snap to attention out of her relaxation. I wanted her to get excited. I grazed her breast with each pass I made, touching more and more of her. I placed her arm back at her side and made one long stroke down her back with my palms. I moved down her back and over her ass, more than I had previously, and back up her side, gripping at her sides and grazing both of her breasts. At that I heard the first sigh come from her, a sign that she was becoming mine.

I massaged Erin’s back like that for a few more minutes. Slightly teasing her, but mostly relaxing her with my skilled hands. When I finished focusing on her shoulders and arms, I moved down to her lower back. Here, I got a lot of lotion and slowly pressed down her lower back….and went under the sheets to her ass, slowly lubricating further and further down her ass until the sheets had exposed her whole backside to me. I pressed my palms into her glutes, still massaging her, getting to the soreness of her muscles, but the excitement of having her exposed to me was almost too much. My heart rate elevated. With every compression, I felt more of her ass…almost grabbing her cheeks. One at a time, taking my time to feel every inch of her. I did one…no two….no it had to be three slow strokes down her back, across her whole ass, and back up her sides grazing her breasts. Not a peep from her except for changes to her breathing.

I redraped her back and moved down the table to massage her legs. I moved the sheets and the blanket together to expose her leg. This is something I never do with my regular clients to make sure I don’t expose them, but that is not my goal here. I loosely undraped her leg, slightly exposing parts of her hip and I could even see her other leg, but not in between her legs. Not yet. I wanted her to feel exposed, but not too much. To have her relaxed mind question how much of her was exposed to me. What my next move was. What would I touch next. I kneaded her calf, massaged her feet like she was a princess, and finally made my way to her hamstrings. My hands grabbed either side of her thighs and moved in a circular motion, compressing and working out her soreness. First by her knee….then the middle of her thigh…then her upper thigh. My inside hand getting dangerously close to her vagina. My arms moving the sheet that wasn’t tucked, exposing more of her to my eyes. But I didn’t touch her….not yet. I undraped her whole side, from foot to shoulder, so I could do a stroke all the way up and back down. My palms pressed into her foot and moved the tension out of her calf. On her thigh, one hand went to her inner thigh as the other pressed into her ass cheek, exposing her pussy to me as my fingers grazed her lips. My hands moved up over her ass, across her back to her shoulders, and all the way back down again. Still, she remained quiet.

I filled my hands with lotion and started to move down her back on the non exposed side, while her other side was still exposed. As I moved down her body, the sheet slowly fell to the ground until eventually her whole body was exposed to me. I massaged her leg, just as I had the other one. I wanted to go back to relaxation while the excitement was at its peak so far. This was still a regular massage, but I was just taking some liberties. Maybe I was just a perv, but I was still giving her an amazing massage. That was what I wanted to go through her mind. When I got to her thigh, my circular motions got more than dangerously close to her pussy. I touched her lips and I could feel that she was dripping. Her hips moved ever so slightly as I grazed her lips, her body telling me she wanted more. I slid my hand up her inner thigh and pressed my forefinger and middle finger on either side of her pussy. I pushed her lips together, squeezing her clit from the outside. I could hear her breath quickening. That is what put me over the edge. Her breath, her hips moving, how wet I could feel that she was without pressing into her yet. I knew I had her and all I wanted was to please her. To give her what she wanted. I moved my middle finger into her pussy, feeling and spreading her wetness over her lips and her clit, until I slid myself inside her. I could hear her gasp and that was it. This was not a regular massage. I was going to please this beautiful woman on my table no matter what it took.

After playing with her for a while, my fingers finding her g-spot and slowly exploring her pussy, I pulled my hands out. I played with her whole pussy, spreading her wetness around her lips, her ass, and even up her back and I massaged and gripped her shoulders down to her feet.

“It’s time to flip over onto your back, are you comfortable, or do you want to be covered?”

“I think we’re past that.” She replied playfully.

Erin turned over and I saw her naked body completely exposed to me for the first time. Her eyes were closed as I gazed over her breasts….her stomach….her pussy pressed between her legs. I couldn’t believe how lucky I was. I sat behind her and worked on her neck, taking us back down after the height of me playing with her just seconds before. We still had a whole other side of her body to massage after all. Her eyes were closed, but I could see they danced from side to side as her brain tried to grasp the situation she was in at that moment. She was trying to relax, but her breasts told a different story. As I massaged her neck, I could see how hard her nipples were. Her areolas were filled with bumps as well. She was as hard as she could be, turned on by my touch, trying to relax into me as I was in control. I couldn’t hold out for too long. As she said, we were past that. I lotioned up her breasts, my hands feeling the fullness of them as I had wanted to since I felt them against my chest when we hugged. Slowly and sensually I pressed against them. I felt all of her and somehow her nipples seemed to get harder as I moved one finger slowly in smaller and smaller circles around her breasts until I was squeezing her nipples between my fingers. This both seemed relaxing and exciting to her at the same time, as far as I could tell.

I moved my hands down her body. I pressed against her stomach and felt her pelvis like I never would dare with a regular client. I lubricated the tops of her legs with the intention of massaging them. I pressed my palms into her thighs, into her shins, but I couldn’t spend too much time there. The escalation had to continue, I couldn’t take her too far down after how high we had gone already. My hands applied pressure to her legs and moved up her body to her breasts and back down. I was going to touch everything she wanted me to. I wasn’t going to hold back anymore. Everything that she wanted to be touched during a regular massage but would never happen, is happening right now for her. I am giving that to her. I am fulfilling her fantasy and mine at the same time. Her whole body is mine to touch, to massage, to please. My hands move up her inner thigh and press into her pussy. I tease her at first, but I can’t keep it up for too long, the time for teasing has past. My fingers find her clit and rub against it while my other hand is massaging her breast. My fingers find her opening and I slide inside…one finger at first and then a second shortly after. I slowly penetrate her, feeling everything that I can. I press down against her vaginal wall and then back up to her g-spot. Slowly expanding her pussy to me as I penetrate her. I start to move a little faster, her breasts starting to bounce up and down. This is when Erin comes to life. Her arms move across her breasts and across her face. She’s holding her breasts and biting her arm. She is in ecstasy. She is loving this. Her breath is hard and quick. She sits up a little, resting on her arms as she looks down to her pussy being penetrated and taken care of the way she always wanted during a massage. She lays back down, breathing so heavy, and I can see her devilish eyes staring at me between her arms which are grasping at her head and her breasts. She is staring right into me.

“You feel so fucking good….you feel so fucking good…” She is able to get out between her hard breaths. These words will stay with me for the rest of my life. The way she stared at me, the way she could barely get the words out through her breath, the way I had made her feel. I wanted to make her feel this way all the time. “Omg you’re so deep inside me!” Every word out of her mouth drove me wild. I was a man on a mission. I would make her cum if it was the last thing I did. I wanted to please her more than anything else in this world. My fingers slammed into her pussy as my palm pressed against her clit. “Harder…yes….YES JOHN!” I worked until my forearm was exhausted, my fingers sore. I slowed my thrusts and sensually pressed my palm against her clit, slowly rubbing in a caring way.

“I’m sorry I keep edging you.” I said as I couldn’t tell if she had orgasmned yet.

“Omg John…I’ve cum twice already.” I smiled larger than I think I’ve ever had. I love being praised and I love being able to please. Especially Erin…this amazing girl who I had more of a connection with than anyone in the last 7 years. She was naked on my table, my hand was pressing against her wet pussy, and I had just made her cum twice on my massage table. I moved to her neck and massaged her slowly and sensually. I was calming her down, preparing for the end of the massage. I kissed her right next to her right eye, and then her left, and then her forehead.

“Alright, Erin. That is our session for today. Take your time getting up and I’ll come back in when you’re ready.” I stepped out and let out a large sigh that I didn’t realize I was holding in. Had that really happened? I have done these types of massages before, but that was so intense for me. I came back into the room and we talked about the experience. How she enjoyed every minute of it. I couldn’t stop smiling and I wanted her to praise me forever. Eventually I let her go. I watched her leave, smiling back at me.

“I’ll be back, John. This was the best experience of my life.”

I still don’t know if I have recovered…..