After-Hours Dose

The empty office smelled of cool air-conditioning and the faint sweat of the day’s workouts. My last client, Lena, had stayed late again, her tight yoga pants clinging to every curve of her juicy ass as she finished the final set of squats. I’d been fighting a hard-on for weeks watching her, but tonight she’d brought a small bottle of “recovery oil” she wanted me to try on her shoulders. One drop on my fingers and the heat hit me like lightning—pure aphrodisiac, burning straight to my cock.

“Mark, you okay?” Lena asked, her voice low and teasing as she bent over the massage table I’d dragged into the corner. Her sports bra barely contained her full tits, nipples already stiff against the fabric. “You look… hungry.”

I rubbed the oil into her skin and the effect slammed us both. My pulse thundered. Her breath hitched.

“Fuck, it’s warm,” she whispered, arching her back. “Feels like it’s sliding straight down between my legs.”

My hands moved lower without thinking, kneading the tight muscles above her ass. The oil made her skin slick and fever-hot. She pushed back against me, grinding her juicy ass against the massive bulge in my shorts.

“Mark… I can feel how hard you are,” Lena moaned, looking over her shoulder with glassy eyes. “Don’t stop. Please.”

I yanked her yoga pants down in one rough pull, exposing her shaved pussy already glistening with arousal. The aphrodisiac had her soaked in seconds. I dropped to my knees, spread her cheeks, and dragged my tongue straight up her slit.

“Oh shit, yes—lick my pussy,” she gasped, fingers gripping the edge of the table. Her clit was swollen and throbbing against my tongue. I sucked it hard, two fingers sliding deep inside her tight, dripping hole while the oil’s heat spread through both of us like liquid fire.

Lena’s legs shook. “I’m gonna cum already… don’t you dare stop sucking my clit!”

Her first orgasm crashed through her fast, pussy clenching around my fingers as she cried out, juices coating my chin. I stood up, cock aching, and freed my thick dick from my shorts. It slapped heavy against her ass, veins pulsing from the drug’s effect.

“Put it in me,” she begged, voice husky. “I need that big cock stretching my pussy right now.”

I gripped her hips and thrust forward, burying every inch inside her slick heat in one long stroke. She was burning tight, walls fluttering wildly around me. The aphrodisiac made every thrust feel electric.

“Harder, Mark—fuck me harder!” Lena demanded, pushing back to meet each slam. The wet slap of skin on skin filled the quiet office. I reached around and rubbed her clit in tight circles while pounding her deep, feeling her second orgasm build fast.

Her pussy squeezed me like a vice. “I’m cumming again—fill me up!”

I flipped her onto her back on the table, hooked her legs over my shoulders, and drove back inside. Her tits bounced free from the bra as I fucked her with long, powerful strokes. The oil on our skin made us slide together, sweat and arousal mixing in the air.

“Cum inside me,” she panted between moans, nails digging into my arms. “I want to feel it leaking out of my pussy.”

My balls tightened. I buried myself to the hilt and erupted, thick ropes of hot cum flooding her spasming cunt. Lena screamed through her own climax, back arching, pussy milking every drop from my cock.

We stayed locked together, breathing hard, the aphrodisiac still humming under our skin. She smiled up at me, lazy and satisfied, running a finger through the cum dripping from her well-fucked pussy.

“Next session… bring the whole bottle.”