The Full Treatment
by Jolene Jessie James
Going to the gym is always a good thing. I don't always get to go as often as I like but when I do I make the best
of it. The gym I go to is equipped with everything you could possibly want or imagine in a gym. After a hard workout
nothing is nicer than sitting in a sauna and then a hot tub. I like to go late at night because there are a lot less
people around so it makes exercising easier...
I had worked out for about half an hour when I decided to stop and go sit in the sauna. I peeled of my
sweaty clothes and wrapped a towel around my body and went and sat in the little, warm, steamy, dark room. I laid
down on the hot wood of the bench seat. I had it set for twenty minutes so I could lean back and relax because
if I dozed off the heat would shut down automatically. That is another thing I enjoy about coming here late, everything
is just more personalized...
I had been so busy lately, barely sleeping on a regular basis, so it was no wonder that I did actually
doze off in that nice, warm cocoon of steamy heat. I opened my eyes when I heard the door spring creek
open and the light came on, startling me. I saw the silhouette of a man standing in the doorway. The
door swung shut and I slowly sat up looking at this man that was staring at me. I glanced down, realizing
that my towel had fallen open and I was sitting naked in front of a man I did not know, yet again. (GRIN) I smiled
sheepishly as I wrapped myself back up in the towel. I went to stand up and he introduced himself as the new trainer on
the premises. I was really embarrassed, I just wanted to leave but he continued to talk to me about what he did here...
He blocked my way, standing in the doorway. He smiled as he tilted his head at me. He said that I looked tense
and he could help. He told me that one of the reasons he was hired here, was because he was also a massage therapist. That
he could take all of my tension away and that I shouldn't worry about him seeing me nude. His profession required him
to be around nudity all the time. That is why he got into that line of business to begin with. He chuckled and grinned as
he spoke. He invited me to get a massage...
I actually have never had a professional massage. It sounded inviting, so I agreed, as he led me down the hallway
into a seductively, soft lit room. He instructed me to sit on the table in the middle of the room, as he locked the
door and pulled the curtain shut. I wasn't sure about that locked door thing but he seemed sincere and he did
work here, after all. He got out some lotions and oils then turned on some soothing music. He pulled my hair up and
clipped it on top of my head. Gently pulling my towel open, he smiled as he took the towel away and asked me to lie
down on my stomach. I closed my eyes as he slowly and firmly started rubbing my neck and shoulders, working his way slowly
down my back. I groaned in delight as his oiled hands pushed my muscles all over my body...
His hands were so warm and soft. This man had hands that were a gift right out of heaven, I thought happily. As he moved
his hands down my thighs, I could feel my whole body begin to relax. He worked his way to the bottom of my feet and then
paused. He cleared his throat and then asked me if I would like the, "full treatment?" I turned my head to look
at him, questioningly. He motioned for me to turn over, speaking low and soft, he told me that to truly relax I would need
complete stimulation and that he would only continue further with my tacit permission. I asked him what he was going to
do, he just smiled and said that I would enjoy it and if I didn't enjoy it at any time I could ask him to stop and
he would...
I sat up, turning my body and laying back down face up. I was feeling quite vulnerable as I lay on this table completely
naked, open and exposed. His hands were even more gentle now, as he began massaging again, starting with my left foot. I was
feeling more and more relaxed as he pressed and rubbed his way up my left leg. He moved down to my right foot and worked his
way up my right leg. He got to my hips and paused as his hands hovered over my pelvis and then he slowly slipped one of his
hands between my legs. He spoke nearly in a whisper, as he told me to just relax, let myself go and that he wasn't going
to hurt me. He then smiled as his hands pushed my lips open. His fingers slipped over my clitoris and I moaned, softly with
dreamy, delicious, desire, parting my thighs further. His fingers massaged the inner folds of my soft, sensitive, labia and
down over my anus. He then stopped and put more oil on his hands shifting his movement up my abdomen to my breasts. He began
working his hands in a circular motion around my nipples, at this point I was all worked up and I wanted more...
Whether this was professional or not, I didn't care anymore. I wanted more stimulation. I looked at him and whispered
that I wanted him to do more. He tugged on my oily nipples and clamped down on them as they slipped out of his fingers
repeatedly. He moved down between my legs placing them on his shoulders as he pulled me to the edge of the table. I felt
his warm mouth on my swollen clit causing waves of ecstatic bliss to radiate through me. While one of his fingers slid
up inside me. It was at that moment that I felt my body's release explode in his mouth. Deliriously I cried out
as I tensed all up again and he pulled my tightened body onto his stiff cock. I hadn't noticed when he removed his
clothing and at this point it didn't matter. I wrapped my legs around his body as he grabbed my hips then pulled my
face toward his. Our lips met in a frenzied passionate motion. Our tongues danced as he throttled my fiery, aroused cunt. He
stroked my hair as he pulled the clip loose, so my hair fell over my shoulders...
I leaned back as he pushed his hardness deep inside me one last time. He gave out a huge groaning sigh of release as he
emptied his load deep inside my scorching, spamming, slit as I screamed fourth feveredly my full orgasmic flood. Spent
he collapsed across me on the massage table. We stayed in that position for a couple of minutes and then I started to
get up. I picked up my towel and wrapped it around my body. I pushed the curtain back enough for me to get out the
door. I turned back and winked at him as I stepped out into the cool hallway air...
While I was showering, all I could think of was about what had just happened. As I lathered soap over
the soft, smooth, skin of my luscious breasts. I felt my areolas tingle as my nipples hardened with
renewed excitement. I recalled the sensations of the masseuses cock as it thrust ever more
passionately into my hot, tight, little box. A soapy hand drifted languidly down across my
stomach, slowly reaching between my thighs. I moaned with pleasure as I slipped an expert
finger between my lips, circling my clit gently. I recalled the strength of the masseuse's
hands as he touched me, I recalled the sheer physical strength of his powerfully built male body, and
I recalled the wonderful male sounds of his lustful excitement. However it was the thickness of his
cock, how it has stretched the lips of my vagina so perfectly. How that cock had pushed so deeply
into me that I had orgasmed so powerfully. It turned me on now and I was pushing four fingers
rhythmically into my engorged cunt as I showered. While my other hand teasing my stiff aching
nipples, alternating between pinching and tugging on them firmly. Gasping my knees trembled as my
whole body spasmmed once more with the blissful orgasmic force of my bodies remember pleasure. Getting
dressed, all I could think was that there is something better than a sit in the sauna and a hot tub
after a nice workout. I now realized that, while a massage was a pretty dam fine relaxing treat. However
the, "Full Treatment," was what I really needed!
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