TABOO SHORT STORIES 48(151)

“Go ahead and get undressed” she said. “I will step out and come back when you are ready. She brushed against me walking out of the room. She smelled like pine and apple. It was a great smell. The large white door pulled closed and I pulled off my pants and shirt. I kicked my shoes off and pulled my underwear down. I climbed into the nice big bed and covered up to my waist. I laid stomach down first, hoping she would work on my shoulders and back. I lay patiently for a few moments before a quiet knock came on the door. “Come in” I said, shifting on the bed. She stepped in. “Are you ready” she said, walking over to a small table beside the bed. “Yes ma’am” I said.

She came back over to me and rubbed something on her hands. She reached out and touched my back, rubbing in a sort of oil on my back and up my shoulders. It was warm with a tingling sensation. It was fantastic. My muscles melted under the oil. I moaned. “Wow, what is it that you’re using” I asked? I smelled like her: apple and pine. “This is a special root from my home country, Bali” she said proudly. “I have it mailed to me from my family members back home. I add some apple shavings and pepper mint oil. It’s great for stress, muscle aches, pains, and inability to achieve a hard on” she said, continuing to rub the oil. Oh wow. I’m glad she’s using this, but I hope I don’t get hard while she is rubbing me. She started to use her thumbs to rub in firm circles on the back of my shoulders. She moved between my shoulder blades and down on either side of my spine. She paused at my lower back and rubbed the top of my ass. It was a sensational feeling. Her hands were firm but soft and the oil she was using was waking up every fiber of my body.

I groaned as she pushed out a sore spot on my lower back. “Too much” she asked? “No, it’s just sore” I reassured her. She turned to walk to the end of the table. She lifted the cover and started rubbing the soles of my feet with the oil. She rubbed and pulled my toes lightly, sending a weird sensation up my legs and into my groin. It made my stomach clench. She continued rubbing my feet, this time she took her nail and lightly pressed it into my big toe. The sharp pinch was there, but it wasn’t painful. It, again, send chills up my legs. My lower back started to clench. Fuck, what was she doing? She walked around to the head of the table. “You can flip over now, Mr. Taylor” she said, grabbing more oil from the table. I got situated and laid back on my back. She rubbed more oil on her hands and started rubbing it on my chest. She massaged circles on my pecks and under my collar bone. She walked behind me and started rubbing the top of my shoulders and neck. My whole body relaxed. She rubbed out two sore spots on my right shoulder. I took a long sigh. This was exactly what I needed. She reached her hands long down my stomach, spreading the oil and sliding them back up to my collar bone. She pulled off and started massaging my scalp. The oil rubbed my hair slick as she rubbed hard on my scalp. It felt so good, my entire body was relaxing. She walked to the end of the bed and reached under the cover. She started massaging my left knee. She went circles around it and up my thigh. She kept climbing higher and higher, making my stomach clench again. She was about two inches from my dick, which was starting to get hard. I cleared my throat and tried to wriggle under her. I didn’t want to get a hard on while she was massaging me. She laid the cover down, smiled a bit, and walked to the other side. She reached under the cover and started massaging my right knee. She rubbed around it, making sure to use more oil. She rubbed high up my thigh again, this time going to the dip in my hip. I relaxed and laid back, feeling her rubbing on my thigh. I opened my eyes and looked down and my dick was visibly hard. “I’m . . . I’m so sorry” I said, blushing. “It’s what the oil is for” she said.

She slid her fingers over and started rubbing small circles in my pubic hair. “Oh” I said, leaning up and looking at her. “I’m almost to the ending, just relax” she said, lightly pulled my pubic hair and filling it with her oil. She rubbed the base of my penis and pulled back the cover to expose my hard dick. She grabbed it firmly and started pulling the skin on it up and down. She poured more oil on her from her small bottle in her apron and started rubbing again. The spicy oil was hot and made my penis tingle. She covered it, filling my cock with sensation. A small drop of precum trickled from my penis. I wanted to be embarrassed, but I couldn’t. It felt so good. Every blood vessel in my cock was sprung with this secret, herbal spice. What was it doing to me? I couldn’t think. I couldn’t focus. My cock was slathered in her sweet oil and being stroked and rubbed by her hairs.

She tightened her grip a little, pulling up and down slowly still. She massaged my cock, squeezing and pulling her hand up and off my cock. She would grab the base and slid up until her hand came off. Then she would repeat with the other hand. She stopped at the stop of my dick and held my mushroom tip in her fist. She twisted her hand around it, swirling the tip of my cock with her oil. I moaned, feeling like I was going to cum. She lifted off her hand, making the sensation leave my body with her. I felt it again at the base of my cock, she gripped tighter and pulled up to the tip of my cock and pulled it back down to the base. She was jerking my cock up and down, until she started twisting her hand around my cock. The oil slipped over and around me, dripping into my pubes. She laid my cock to the side and started rubbing more oil on her hands. She reached down and grabbed my balls with her soft, oil hands and began rolling them in her palms. She massaged them with her petite but strong fingers. The tingling sensation filled my ball sack, making me squirm under her. My cock twitched as the blood rushed to my balls. She lightly pinched one of my balls and let it roll out of her fingertips. She did the same to the opposite ball. She rubbed her flat palm on them, letting them roll in and out of her hand. She pulled them lightly, sinking my balls, blood, and sensation to the tip of my ball sack. She lightly flicked it, sending sensations throughout my entire body. I jumped nearly off of the table.

She went back to rubbing my cock with both hands. She stacked them on top of each other and pulled them up and down together. She had made a tunnel with her hands and was fucking me with that sweet, sweet oil. The room filled with the scent of pine and apple. My knees buckled together as I laid under her taking the slow torture of her hands. She spread up, making my balls bounce up and down on the table. I felt the sensation return to the tip of my penis where she said, twisting and turn her hands around the top three inches of my dick. I let a moan out, trying to control my body. I, unconsciously, thrusted my hips into her hands. I wanted to fuck her hands. I wanted to fuck anything. This sensation was overtaking me. I moaned and sighed, letting my legs push against the table to stretch my cock farther in her hands. She squeezed tighter and started jerking my dick, sliding up and down, on and off. She was milking me. “I’m going to cum if you don’t stop” I said to her. The tingle was building up at the base and creeping to the tip of my penis. She stopped, grabbed more oil, and waited a moment, letting the sensation leave. I breathed out hard. Fuck this was amazing. No wonder my patient recommended her.

She returned to jerking my dick, this time holding tight and rolling up and down. She would jerk, jerk, slide her hand off, then twist on the top of my penis. Jerk, jerk, slide, twist. It was incredible. I laid their motionless, feeling every twist, turn, and pull on my cock. “I’m going to cum” I said, flexing my ass cheeks. She stopped at the tip and started rubbing my cock back and forth between her hands. She took the palm of her hand and rubbed it on the top of my penis until I slowly built to an orgasm and fell over the edge into a wave of pleasure and moans. She started jerking me hard and fast, throwing my cum around the room uncontrollably. I shot high up into the air, spraying myself, the covers, and her hands. My cum oozed out of my cock and dripped over her tiny fingers. It pooled near the base, filling my pubic hair with white fluid and oil. She kept going, pulling and rubbing my cock. I came for another minute, moaning, groaning, panting, wriggling, and squeezing my muscles. I finally stopped. She slowed her pace and began milking me again. My dick was limp now, completely empty of any seed as it was all over her and I both. She slowly rubbed it, laying it back down on me. She went to my balls and rubbed them in her palms, caressing them and rubbing my cum around on them. “I need some of that oil” I said, looking at her. “Bali” she replied, smiling at me.





Chapter Two – Tits

I was setting at my desk filling out paperwork. My cute little assistant walked by with her tight little ass. It was squeezing tight in her scrub pants. “Hey” she said, walking into my office. “Hey, what’s up” I said, looking up at her? “Do you want some lunch; I’m running to the café across the street” she asked. “Sure. Can you get me a coffee? Cream, no sugar” I said, smiling. “I wouldn’t give you sugar anyway” she said, smiling and walked out of the office. Don’t tease me you little slut, I’ll fuck you right here on my desk. My dick jumped in my dress pants. I needed to calm down. My computer pinged with an email. “Thanks for stopping by. Would you like to book another appointment” it read? It was from the massage parlor that my patient had referred me to. It came with some magical, herbal oil and an amazing hand job at the end of my massage. I was so deliciously relaxed and felt every touch on my skin. She used some amazing oil that woke up every nerve ending in my body. The sensations were so overwhelming. My dick jumped again thinking of it. Fuck, I’m going to get a hard on in my office.