Late Night Release

The gym was almost empty, just the low hum of the AC and the faint smell of sweat and rubber mats hanging in the air. I was the last client, wiping down the bench after a brutal leg session when she walked in—Lila, the new masseuse they’d hired for the wellness corner. Her tight black tank top clung to full tits that bounced slightly with each step, and those yoga pants hugged a round, juicy ass that made my cock twitch instantly. Our eyes locked across the room; the tension crackled like static. I’d never seen her before tonight, but fuck, I wanted her hands on me right then.

“Gym’s closing in twenty,” she called out, voice low and smoky, a hint of a teasing smile. “But I’ve got one slot left if you need to work out those knots. Free intro session.”

I wiped my hands on my shorts, already half-hard. “Yeah? I’m sore as hell. Name’s Jake. Think you can handle it?”

Lila tilted her head, dark hair falling over one shoulder. “I’m Lila. And I handle big boys like you just fine. Come on back before they lock up.”

The small massage room smelled of lavender oil and clean sheets. She dimmed the lights, the click of the door shutting behind us sending a rush through me. I stripped to my boxers, lying face down on the table, but my dick was already straining against the fabric. Her hands were warm, slick with oil as she started on my shoulders, pressing deep into the muscle.

“God, you’re tight,” she murmured, her breath brushing my ear. “All that lifting… bet you need a real release.”

Her fingers trailed lower, thumbs digging into my lower back, then slipping under the waistband of my boxers. I groaned as she tugged them down, freeing my thick cock that slapped against the table.

“Fuck, Lila… that’s not standard procedure.”

She laughed softly, a dirty little sound. “You complaining? Your cock says otherwise. Look at it—throbbing already. Turn over for me.”

I flipped, my erection standing tall, veins pulsing. Lila’s eyes widened with hunger as she poured more oil into her palms. She started at my thighs, kneading upward until her slick fingers brushed my balls. I hissed, hips bucking.

“Shit, that feels good. Keep going.”

“You like my hands on your cock, Jake?” she whispered, wrapping one around the base, stroking slow and firm. Her other hand cupped my heavy balls, rolling them gently. Precum beaded at the tip, and she leaned in, tongue flicking out to taste it. “Mmm, salty. I’m supposed to relax you… but this dick is making me so wet.”

She pumped faster, her grip tight and perfect, thumb swirling over the head. The wet sounds filled the room—schlick, schlick—mixed with my ragged breathing. I reached up, grabbing her tits through her tank, pinching her hard nipples until she moaned.

“Take that top off. I want to see those tits while you jerk me.”

Lila peeled it off, her heavy breasts spilling free, nipples dark and begging. She climbed onto the table, straddling my legs, and pressed her oily tits around my cock, titfucking me with slow, slippery strokes. Her tongue darted out, licking the head each time it poked through.

“Fuck yes… your tits feel incredible. Suck it now.”

She slid down, taking me deep into her mouth. Her lips stretched wide around my girth as she bobbed, saliva dripping down my shaft. I tangled my fingers in her hair, guiding her deeper until I hit the back of her throat. She gagged softly but kept going, humming around me.

“Goddamn, you’re a nasty little masseuse. Deeper—swallow that cock.”

I pulled her up suddenly, flipping her onto her back on the narrow table. Her yoga pants came off in one yank, revealing a shaved, glistening pussy, clit swollen and slick. I buried my face between her thighs, licking her folds, sucking her clit hard while two fingers plunged inside her tight cunt.

“Oh fuck, Jake! Right there—eat my pussy… yes!”

She bucked against my mouth, juices coating my chin. Her moans grew louder, echoing off the walls as I finger-fucked her faster, curling to hit her G-spot. Her legs trembled, and she came hard, squirting a little against my tongue.

“Shit, I’m cumming! Don’t stop—ahh!”

Before she could catch her breath, I stood, positioning my throbbing cock at her entrance. I slammed in deep in one thrust, her walls clenching around me like velvet heat. We fucked right there on the table, the frame creaking under us. I pounded her pussy hard, balls slapping her ass, her tits jiggling with every stroke.

“Harder! Fuck me like you mean it—fill me up!”

I grabbed her hips, railing her deep, then pulled out and flipped her onto all fours. Her juicy ass up in the air, I spanked it once, leaving a red print, before driving back into her dripping cunt from behind. The angle was perfect; I reached around to rub her clit while thrusting.

“You’re so fucking tight… gonna cum in this pussy.”

“Yes—cum inside me, Jake! I want your hot load!”

Her second orgasm hit, pussy spasming and milking my cock. I groaned, burying myself to the hilt as I exploded, thick ropes of cum flooding her. We collapsed together, sweaty and panting, the room thick with the smell of sex and oil.

Lila turned her head, smiling lazily. “Best intro session ever. Come back tomorrow?”

I kissed her neck, still buried inside her. “Count on it. This gym just became my favorite place.”