Roadside Craving
The moment I pushed open the door to the quiet massage studio off the highway, my eyes locked on her. Lena stood behind the counter in a tight black tank and yoga shorts that hugged every curve of her ass, her dark hair pulled back, lips slightly parted like she already knew why I’d stopped. Tension crackled between us before either of us spoke. The place smelled of warm oil and faint sweat; soft lights glowed over two padded tables in the back room. I was just a stranger passing through, muscles tight from hours of driving, but the way her gaze dragged down my body told me this stop was about to get a lot more interesting.
“Rough drive?” she asked, voice low and teasing as she stepped closer. Her fingers brushed my arm while she checked the schedule book, and heat shot straight to my cock.
“Yeah. Real stiff,” I said, letting the double meaning hang. “You any good at working out the kinks?”
Lena的笑容变得邪魅。“那要看你想让我插多深了，陌生人。我叫Lena。你呢？”
“Marcus.” My pulse hammered. “And I want it hard. No gentle shit.”
Her breath hitched, but she didn’t hesitate. “Lock the door, Marcus. Last client canceled. We’ve got the place to ourselves.”
The click of the lock sounded loud in the small studio. She led me to the back table, already pouring oil into her palm. Before I could lie down she grabbed the front of my shirt and yanked me in for a fierce kiss, tongue sliding against mine with zero warmup. My hands found her waist, then slid down to squeeze that juicy ass I’d noticed the second I walked in. She moaned into my mouth, grinding her hips forward so her mound rubbed my growing bulge.
“Fuck, you’re already hard,” she whispered, breaking the kiss just enough to speak. Her fingers worked my belt open fast. “I love when a man knows what he wants. Pants off. Now.”
I shoved my jeans and boxers down, my thick cock springing free, heavy and veined. Lena’s eyes widened with hungry approval. She stripped her tank off in one smooth move, full tits bouncing free, nipples already tight. No bra. The shorts followed, revealing a shaved, glistening pussy that made my mouth water even though I wasn’t going there yet.
She poured oil over my chest and started rubbing it in with strong, deliberate strokes. Her palms glided down my abs, then wrapped around my cock, slick and warm. “God, it’s thick,” she breathed, pumping me slowly while her other hand cupped my balls, rolling them gently. The dual sensation made my hips jerk.
I reached for her, sliding two fingers between her legs. She was soaked. I circled her clit with my thumb, then pushed both fingers deep into her tight pussy. Lena gasped, thighs trembling, but kept stroking me harder, twisting her wrist at the head on every upstroke.
“Like that?” I growled, curling my fingers inside her, feeling her walls flutter.
“Yes… fuck, right there,” she panted. “Don’t stop. Harder, Marcus. I want it rough.”
I spun her around suddenly, bending her over the massage table. Her hands slapped the padded surface for balance, ass pushed high. I kicked her feet wider, then dragged the swollen head of my cock through her slippery folds. She whimpered, pushing back, desperate.
“Put it in me,” she begged, voice breaking. “I need that big dick stretching me.”
我猛地向前一顶，一下就把半截鸡巴埋进她湿滑的嫩穴里。Lena叫了出来，弓起了背。随着我开始狠狠地操她，工作室里充满了皮肤拍打的湿响，每一下都又深又狠、毫不留情。每一次抽插都让她的奶子甩动，精油让一切都亮晶晶、滑溜溜的。我死死抓住她的胯，抓到留下指印，一边向前顶，一边把她拉回来撞向我。
“Shit, you’re so tight,” I groaned, changing angle so my cock dragged over that sensitive spot inside her. Her pussy clenched around me like a fist. I reached around and found her clit again, rubbing fast circles while I fucked her harder. The table creaked under us.
Lena’s moans turned into sharp, broken cries. “I’m gonna… oh fuck, I’m coming!” Her whole body shook as her orgasm hit, pussy gushing around my pistoning cock. I didn’t slow down, just kept hammering through it, chasing my own release.
When her spasms eased I pulled out, flipped her onto her back on the table, and climbed between her spread thighs. Her legs wrapped around my waist instantly. I slid back inside in one smooth glide, this time slower, grinding deep so our bodies pressed together. Sweat mixed with oil. I caught one of her nipples between my teeth, tugging gently while my hips rolled in filthy circles.
“Again,” she gasped, nails digging into my shoulders. “Make me come again. Please.”
I gave it to her, speeding up until the wet sounds of my cock slamming into her dripping pussy echoed off the walls. Her second climax ripped through her even harder; she threw her head back, mouth open in a silent scream, walls milking me so perfectly I couldn’t hold back anymore.
With a guttural groan I buried myself to the hilt and came, pulsing thick ropes of cum deep inside her spasming cunt. We stayed locked together, panting, bodies slick and trembling.
Lena finally laughed breathlessly, tracing a finger down my chest. “That was one hell of a massage, Marcus. But my shift doesn’t end for another hour…”