Craving Her Touch

The moment I walked into the dimly lit massage studio, my cock was already half-hard. Lena, the curvy waitress from the café next door who moonlighted here on weekends, gave me that slow, knowing smile she always saved for regulars like me. Her short black uniform hugged her big tits and juicy ass, the fabric stretched tight over her hips as she locked the door behind me.

"Back again so soon, Jake?" she purred, stepping close enough that I could smell her sweet vanilla lotion mixed with the faint scent of her arousal. "You really can't get enough of my hands on you, can you?"

I swallowed hard, pulse hammering. "You know exactly what I need, Lena. Been thinking about that tight little pussy all week."

Her eyes darkened with lust. She didn't waste time on the usual massage table setup. Instead, she grabbed my hand and pulled me straight into the private back room, the one with the wide padded bench and soft towels stacked nearby. "Then stop talking and show me how horny you are for this slut," she whispered, already peeling off her uniform top. Her heavy breasts spilled free, nipples stiff and begging.

I shoved her against the wall, mouth crashing onto hers in a messy, hungry kiss. Our tongues tangled as my hands roamed down to squeeze that fat ass I'd fantasized about for months. She moaned into my mouth, grinding her mound against the bulge in my jeans.

"Fuck, you're so hard already," Lena gasped, breaking the kiss to drop to her knees. She yanked my zipper down, freeing my thick cock. It sprang out, veins pulsing, the head already slick with precum. "Mmm, look at this big dick. My favorite regular always brings me the best treats."

She wrapped her soft lips around the head and sucked hard, hollowing her cheeks. The wet heat of her mouth made my knees buckle. I tangled my fingers in her dark hair, guiding her deeper as she bobbed, slurping noisily. Saliva dripped down my shaft onto her chin while she took me to the back of her throat, gagging softly but never stopping.

"God, you're such a horny slut," I groaned, thrusting gently between her lips. "Sucking cock like you were born for it."

Lena pulled off with a pop, strings of spit connecting her swollen lips to my glistening dick. "Only for you, Jake. Now fuck me. I need this pussy filled."

I lifted her onto the bench, spreading her thighs wide. No panties underneath—just a smooth, dripping wet slit already swollen and shiny. I rubbed my cockhead up and down her pussy lips, teasing her clit until she whimpered and bucked.

"Stop teasing, you bastard," she begged, grabbing my ass to pull me in. "Ram that fat cock inside me."

I thrust forward in one smooth stroke, burying myself balls-deep in her tight, soaking cunt. The wet squelch echoed in the small room as her walls clenched around me like velvet heat. Lena cried out, nails digging into my shoulders while I started pounding her hard, the bench creaking beneath us.

"Yes! Fuck my slutty pussy just like that," she panted, legs wrapping around my waist. Her big tits bounced with every deep thrust, nipples grazing my chest. I leaned down to suck one into my mouth, biting gently as I slammed into her again and again. The obscene slap of skin on skin filled the air, mixed with her breathy moans and the slick sounds of her juices coating my balls.

I flipped her over suddenly, bending her over the bench so that perfect ass was presented to me. Her pussy lips looked puffy and used, glistening. I spanked her cheek once, watching it jiggle, then drove back inside from behind. Deeper this way. Harder.

"Oh shit... right there," Lena moaned, pushing back to meet every stroke. "You're gonna make this horny slut cum all over your cock."

I reached around to rub her clit in fast circles while I railed her. Her breathing turned ragged, body trembling. Suddenly she tensed, pussy spasming wildly around my dick as she came hard, a gush of wetness flooding out and dripping down her thighs.

"Fuuuck, I'm cumming!" she wailed, voice breaking.

The sight and feel of her orgasm pushed me over the edge. I gripped her hips tighter, burying myself to the hilt as my cock pulsed. Thick ropes of cum shot deep into her clenching pussy, filling her until it leaked out around my shaft with every final twitch.

We stayed locked together, panting, sweat slicking our skin. Lena turned her head, giving me that wicked smile again.

"Same time next week, regular?" she whispered, clenching her pussy around my softening cock one last time.

I kissed the back of her neck, still buried inside her warmth. "Wouldn't miss it for anything, you perfect little slut."