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I first spotted the ads for Kate?s place a few weeks earlier. A quick survey of local reviews for her yielded quite mixed but generally negative results. There was something in one of the reviews that led me to believe that the reviewer was wrong. I couldn?t pin it down so I PM?d the reviewer.*He told me that she was cute and young, but very rude to him and that his massage was rushed and disjointed.This was a time when I was still new to erotic massage, and also quite shy. Still, I knew from experience that it was also very much about how you treat people. Especially when it came to erotic massage. It is a superbly intimate experience, where the connection with each other is extremely important.The location was somewhat out of the way, but I called up Kate and made an appointment with Bailey.I was taken aback by how young Bailey was when I walked in the door. Bailey was at the oldest in her very early twenties, which was probably close to or younger than my daughter. What I am doing here? I know for some guys, that is a turn on, but honestly, I was feeling apprehensive.Bailey was about five-foot-seven*with medium length natural looking eyelashes and cutting blue-green eyes. Shoulder length straight blonde hair framed her perfect completion, supple lips, and smallish nose. It looked like her hair was done that day, in an expensive salon. She had large breasts, at least a D cup, but a slim figure, and still the narrow hips and figure of a younger lady. She was put together like a fashion model. Striking was an understatement. Mouthwatering.?Hey Zach, come in. Just put your shoes there.?When I stood up, I was immediately up close with Bailey's great looks and mouthwatering breasts. I looked away quickly so as not to appear to be some kind of pervert.*Still, Bailey was a nice host. ?Would you like a shower??"Yes I should, I am just coming from work"*Why wouldn?t everyone have a shower before the massage?I relaxed with Bailey?s kind, caring demeanor, closed the door to the washroom and hopped into the shower.Just as I turned on the tap and began to wet myself, I realized that there was no towel. That?s kind of awkward. I looked around the spartan bathroom to see nothing.All of a sudden Bailey pushed the door open. ?Here?s a towel.?There I was,*naked in a glass shower, sporting a semi-erect excited cock. Embarrassing.?Um, thanks!? She wasn?t fazed at all my nudity and actually paused for a moment to size me up, before leaving. She didn?t really close the door, either.I could see the silhouette of the bedding being adjusted on the massage table, through the water splashing on my face and semi-ajar door.Was she watching me shower? Damn. I started getting uncomfortably erect.?Just get on the table when you are ready, Zach,? Bailey peeked in and smiled kindly as I finished my shower.I guess she?s seen me in all my glory. I rubbed and patted myself dry.When I walked out of the bathroom to the massage table I noticed that there was no draping.Hmm? What do I use, did she forget?I grabbed the not very large damp towel from the shower and used it to cover my butt, wriggling my face into the head hole on the massage table.Almost as soon as I was face down, a quiet knock on the door, Bailey?s soft but confident voice, ?Ready, Zach???Umm hmmm,? I mumbled through the hole in the table.As I answered, Bailey şişli escort (https://sislioto.com/) snapped the wet towel from my body, leaving me 100% nude. The air cooled my slightly dampened body.She isn't shy, that's for sure. There was kind of an air of confidence, like that of an older woman. I found it both attractive and a little uncomfortable, as my penis decided that it liked Bailey!?What type of massage do you like, Zach??Sensual, I wanted to say. Afraid to say what I really wanted I stated a half-truth instead.*?I work out a lot so usually get a deeper massage.??Okay sure, just let me know, if it?s too much, okay???Yeah, no problem I will.? My voice sounded like I was chewing on a tissue, speaking through the hole in the massage table.Bailey was quiet and efficient. She oiled me up and began. Her massage pressure was really unexpectedly good.She worked all the muscles of my body professionally, without any sensual touching at all.From my youth, I was still quiet and shy, a trait that lingered sometimes when I was uncomfortable. It was nice in a way that Bailey was not too chatty. Closing my eyes, and relaxing my breathing, I started to really get into her massage.*It was great and relaxing but after a while, I yearned for something more erotic.?How?s the pressure?? she asked in a genuine way.?Great, you are very good,? I complimented her, but it was true. At lease tickle me somewhere!The back massage continued for quite a while. I was too shy to ask for something more;*still, my muscles were putty*in her hands.?Do you want to turn over?? she asked, without a hint of anything more.?Yeah, sure,? I guess you are going to see how much my cock likes this now!I rolled onto my back, and Bailey tucked a pillow under my head.She was really very hard to read. Was she going to do anything erotic at all?She oiled up my chest and pectoral muscles;*from over my head, she pressed down. As she did, the fabric from her top and bra pressed into my forehead.*Fuck, she?s got really big firm tits!She leaned into me. Her chest was right over my face.**Her strokes were going over my abs, but not going close enough to my groin for my liking. I pressed my tummy up into her strokes then relaxed. Go lower please, hun!*I don?t know if it was instinctive or wishful thinking, but as she pressed down, I tightened my abs again. Whether she planned it or it was a response to my animated body movements, her hands massaged delightfully lower.Fuck yes!There was expertise in her touch. She massaged firmly symmetrically over my abs, then parted her hands massaging down either side of my cock and balls then joining them together as her hands finished between my thighs.Oh, fuck me! Mmmmm!I moaned but Bailey?s blouse covered large breasts were pressing over my face. I?m sure I sounded a little funny with that muffled moan.*She spilled more oil on my groin while moving to the side of the massage table. I was about to enter heaven!*Her hands kneaded into my testicles with a purpose. It was not a light sensual touch, rather it was as if she was massaging my balls to produce as much sperm as they could. Any more pressure and it might have been painful, but it wasn?t. She worked my balls like she was kneading the baking dough into some sort of layered pastry. My cock thickened heavily, rapidly. I loved having my balls massaged, and Bailey was doing mecidiyeköy escort (https://sislioto.com/) it perfectly.How does a girl this young know how to do this? Fuck, she's milking my balls!She grabbed one testicle in each hand and squeezed gently.My cock was twitching, with every squeeze and tug on my balls."Mmmm," I gasped quietly. Fuck yes, use my balls, get them ready!I knew that the hour of my massage time was concluding soon,*I worried for a moment.*Oblivious of my worry,*Bailey wrapped her two oil soaked hands around my shaft and stroked up all the way up my oil coated cockshaft, then down again.*I pushed into her downstroke. That's it, sweetie, milk it, milk my cock!It was really slow;*her grip was extremely firm, just like with my balls.Firmly slowly up then down. Stopping just at the ridge in my cock.*Controlling, she's fucking controlling my cock!I looked up to see it glistening and huge in her small*hands. Bailey?s face was pretty but very serious. She seemed to be concentrating.The pressure with which she stroked me was exacting. It was way too slow to make me cum, but it was wonderful, like edging.YES!*Somehow intuitively though she was changing the pressure of her grip. It's like she knew what would make me cum, and what wouldn't.My cock began to sensitize and I humped into her hands.*Faster, faster, honey.But Bailey kept on stroking slowly. Slowly but it was feeling better each stroke.?Ohh!? I sighed, "That?s so nice!"I looked up again to see my cock*in Bailey's hands, It's like her slow strokes were willing my cock to such a gigantic oil coated monster.*Damn, she?s gonna make me cum like this!The tingly wonderful feeling of my climax was building in each slow stroke. "Mmmmm." The burn and my climax closed on the point of no return. It was coming but she was controlling it.?Ugh shit!? I moaned as her slow strokes willed the cum to rise in my cock. So fucking slow.*Bailey, you're*killing me!Previous massage girls would stroke faster and faster. Bailey didn?t change her methodical pace. Her grip was so firm on my rock-hard cock, there was no way I could stop myself from cumming.*Oh fuck god, yes!I closed my eyes and fucked my cock into this young lady?s hands and felt the thick wads of cum land on my chest and stomach. Ropes of cum flung everywhere."Ohhh yes, mmmmmm!"Bailey?s strokes urged every drop of cum out of me and slowed adjusting perfectly to the increased sensitivity in my cock.Slower, then slower still she stroked. Lighter, more carefully, yet she was still urging*more cum out of me. Her other hand pressed my balls. Her palm ground back and forth rolling my testicles against my thighs.How the fuck did she learn this?Bailey stared straight at my cock as a long slow drool of sperm pushed out of my gaping cum hole.She's draining me of cum!She cradled my shaft very caringly for a moment before going to the bathroom to warm up a washcloth. After washing the cum off*my chest with the hot moist towel, I thought that I would be finished, and have to leave.Instead, Bailey moved to the foot of the table and massaged each of my legs, feet and finished by lightly massaging my cock and kneading my balls one more time.So, perfect.**"Do you want to have a shower again, Zach?""Yes, I for sure should clean up."After showering I somehow felt apprehensive again. Bailey was so good but unseemly young to have both the expertise and for me to be massaged by her. Nervousness crept in as we said a pleasant goodbye."You should come back again. Soon, if you can," she asked in a sensuous, inviting way.*"That was amazing," I complimented her. Soon?Turns out she was heading back to school to do her bachelor's, in Ontario.I was way too nervous and shy at the time, fumbling for words or the right thing to say. We gave each other a friendly hug.?Come back again, Zach, you?re sweet,? she whispered in my ear. Something about the way she said it, gave me a feeling that she was a girl that liked being in control.Say something, you idiot. I couldn?t find any smart-alecky or charming things to say, so I just smiled stupidly as I left.*I did take Bailey up on the offer to come back, and it was one of my most memorable massages ever.***I didn?t forget about Bailey at all. She was the center of many sexy dreams and masturbation fantasies. Time went by too quickly, though. Work got busy and I did not make any appointments with Bailey. It finally looked like I could take off from work on a few days, and I called up Kate.She didn't answer my phone call. Instead, Kate texted back:*Sorry Zach, Bailey?s gone.Damn. Okay, thanks anyway. I guessed that she had gone back out of province to school again. Can you get her to text me or can you text me when she's back?About two weeks later out of the blue, I received a text from Kate - Bailey?s back!?Cool, can I make an appointment? I was ecstatic and suddenly hard at least for a moment.Yeah, can I give her your number to text you?AbsolutelyLater that day I got a text from Bailey.*Hey Zach, do you want to come in for a massage?Yes, I do, for sure, I thought you had gone back to school. I was smiling from the inside out as I waited for the reply.Yeah, I am getting ready for school, but am back in town this week. Can you come on Friday at 5?*Friday, shit that?s a long time. Four days. I really wanted to see her right away.*I was mulling over in my head a plan to get off work that day early so that I could see Bailey, as I formulated a response. I had to agree if I wanted to see her, didn't I?Yeah, okay for sure.Be ready for me, k?Ready yeah sure. I didn?t understand what she meant but I agreed.I mean itWhat the hell?*I was puzzled now by her text. This was a bit over the top. Was she being funny? Controlling? Or was it darker, a fatal attraction kind of thing?*Ready?No messing around.I paused before it clicked. She doesn?t want me jacking off or fucking. Holy crap. My cock hardened enough to nearly tear my work jeans.Yeah, I can do that. My balls pulled up and cock throbbed as I texted her back.No jo, right?*I didn't answer. I didn't know what to text back.No effin neither, k?Can you handle?Shit shit shit, where did this girl*learn this stuff?*The blood rushed to my groin. I could barely think enough to finally text*a response.Yeah, I can. Jezzus! I craved her hands all over my body that instant.I want u full k?She wants me full? Full of cum!understand?**Shit fuck shit, I ached in hardness;*how could I possibly wait until Friday? My cock begged for release that instant. She wants me full of cum? Jeeezzz!Yes, I understand.*I liked it, it didn't really matter whether she had ulterior motives.*Great, see you on Friday!**It took me hours to calm down from Bailey's texts and subsequent sex-filled craze. I*thought about Bailey on the commute home and most of the evening. I had even more dreams about her that night.