Massage Fetish Ch. 02

If you haven't read Ch. 1 I would encourage you to do so. It gives some context to how Ch. 2 came about.

Driving home, my head was swirling. I teetered between shame, immense pleasure and relief. The reality was I had been a virgin. And technically, I suppose still was. You see, I had never cum in front of a woman before. As I said, I was brought up very strict. This experience had created much guilt but was very liberating. Honestly, I was very torn and confused. I was taught any kind of sexual contact outside of marriage was wrong but here was a woman telling me something different. My brain went from ashamed, to thoughts of Kristina's hands gently gliding over my body. Yes, Kristina was the therapist's name. Each time my thoughts turned to her I could feel my cock stir. That night as I tried to get to sleep, I wrestled with the thoughts of the massage. Eventually, I found myself masturbating as it replayed in my head. After cumming, I finally drifted off to sleep.

The next morning my mind was still replaying the night before. Luckily, I was fairly busy that day. By the time I had gotten home my thoughts were filled with other things. Settings my keys on the counter, I hit the play button on my answering machine. A few nuisance sales calls and then a message from Kristina. She wanted a call back. She said it was important. I thought, "Here we go! She is probably pissed. But wait. She was the one who calmed me down and said it wasn't a problem." Either way, I knew I should call her. Eventually, I got up the courage and called. Part of me hoped she wouldn't answer. She did answer. I didn't even know what to say. I hesitated. She was like, "Hello? HELLO?" then slammed the receiver down. I called back and heard, "Screw you, PERVERT!!!" I was like "Huh! Wait! No, it is me, Jack." Then she was realized it was me. Apologizing, she explained she got a lot of creepy phone calls. She told me we needed to talk more about what had happened. That she felt bad about the night before. I tried to brush it off but she insisted. She told me she was worried she had traumatized me. And that she needed to understand better and needed to reassure me I hadn't done anything wrong. Eventually, I agreed to meet. She suggested getting coffee at a shop down the block from her office. Still a little ashamed, I asked if it could be more private. She suggested her office. I hesitated. Quickly she told me, just to talk. She would make tea and suggested later that week. Her last appointment was at 4pm and she could be available at 6pm.

Throughout the week, I wrestled with what had happened. It usually ended with me thinking about Kristina and jacking off. Friday night finally came and I considered cancelling, but I knew it would just keep bothering me. As I descended the stairs in her building I could smell the scent of her office. I felt my cock twinge a little. Knocking, I heard her unlocking the door. As I stepped in she gave me a gentle hug. I tensed. Sensing it, she pulled back. She thanked me for coming. I was so nervous I was shaking. As agreed, she had made tea and assured me she just wanted to talk. She began by telling me she was sorry for making me so upset. I could tell she was genuinely concerned. She wanted me to explain WHY I reacted how I did. Explaining there was no judgement, just she really didn't understand. I told her how I was raised in a very religious and strict family. That it was taught that sex was wrong outside of marriage. Even masturbating was wrong. And certainly being naked or touching a woman was wrong. She practically had to pry this out of me but once I started, I just rambled She just quietly listened. Then it all came crashing back. I hung my head and began to cry. Suddenly, I felt a gentle hug. Not sexual but comforting. Kristina just held me. Finally I calmed. Then she began to ask questions. She asked what I was taught about sex and girls. What experience, if any, I had. I explained that basically I was told to "Keep it in my pants". That getting a woman pregnant outside of marriage was wrong. She asked me about dating and whether I was a virgin. As embarrassing as the questions were, the answers just came flowing out. It became obvious to her I had practically zero experience. She just listened. No judgement. I explained my parents had taught me woman were to be revered and protected. Treated with the utmost respect. Finally, the questions stopped.

Kristina sat quietly. Obviously thinking and taking it all in. Processing what I had revealed. Then leaning over she hugged me again. "Oh, you sweet young man. It all makes sense now." Calmly she began speaking, "Jack, it is so refreshing to hear you were taught so much respect for women. And I agree sex and bringing children into this world should be reserved for marriage. You obviously were raised right when it came to that. You should be proud of your parents. Did they talk about the pleasure a man and woman can have outside of marriage without a fear of pregnancy? I am guessing you weren't told much." I just shook my head, no. "What you did last week wasn't wrong. I wasn't upset. What happened was a normal body reaction. Sometimes when we get aroused our bodies have reactions. So long as you are careful, you won't get a woman pregnant. Nothing that I allow in a massage will get someone pregnant. If you would let me I would like to massage you again. This time I will talk you through it. If you want me to stop I will." After thinking a little about it, I said, "I would like that. I was so worried you would be mad at me. That you were just being nice. I really felt I did something very wrong." Kristina gently took my hand, "Let's do it now. I am afraid you will back out if we wait."

Leading me into the massage room, Kristina lit a few candles. "Just like last week, Jack. All your clothes off and face down under the sheet." Leaving out the room she thought, "He is so inexperienced, I can mold him however I want!"

Minutes later she knocked lightly. Stepping in she caught just a glimpse as I was laying down. "Jack, as I promised I will talk you through it. Don't be embarrassed by anything your body does. I have seen it all. If it is getting to be too arousing let me know and I will stop." She started with applying warm oil to my back. I was so tense. She could feel it and told me too just let it go. Eventually, I relaxed. She then moved to my right leg. "Aren't you going to cover my back?" In a quiet whisper she said, "If you are cold I can, otherwise let's leave it. It will allow me longer strokes." It left my entire right side exposed. I am sure she could tell I tensed a little. She took her time. Then she switched to the left leg. Again, she didn't bother to replace the sheet. My body must of betrayed me. "Don't worry Jack. I like to work without having to rearrange the sheet. Your privates are still covered."

I noticed she was using a little more pressure this week and said so. "I figured it might keep you from getting so aroused, but I can go lighter if you wish. How are you doing? Are you getting excited?" It wasn't as much as last week. I was happy but also sad. She chuckled when I told her that. Eventually, she finished the backs of my legs and started to work on my inner thighs. Gently she removed the sheet all together. "I just want to be able to work the entire area.", she whispered. Her voice made my cock stir. As she worked my thighs her touch be came gentler and lighter. Just like last week, she was so close to my balls. Then I felt it,. A light graze. My legs parted a bit. Then another. I moaned and parted a bit further. She heard it and whispered, "Mmm. Does somebody like that?" I clamped my legs together. "I am so sorry!!". "No. No. Just enjoy.!", she said as she gently parted them. A few more grazes and then she stopped. Kriistins's voice was in my ear, I am just going to do a few strokes of light back work and then you can flip." I felt her start dripping oil down my spine. It was hot by now. Drop by drop. When she got to my ass one drop fell directly on my asshole and I sucked in air. The next hit my balls and felt amazing. Then she began working my back. Lower and lower. Finally, she started at my neck and glided one finger all the way down my spine. When it hit my asshole I let out an, "Oh Fuck!!" "That's it baby. Just enjoy." She continued to my balls. Now I was rock hard. I felt like I was going to cum each time she touched me there. And then it stopped. "Time to flip."

I went to turn and realized there was no sheet. "It's ok. I have seen naked men before." After I flipped I covered myself with my hands. Kristina gently pulled them away. "Don't worry. I am not going to touch it. As I massage you if you feel like you are going to cum tell me. I don't want an accident like last week." Precum was drooling down my shaft. Slowly she began working on my legs. Eventually she was grazing my balls. Just a feather touch.

A couple times I had to stop her. It was very intense. She moved to the top of the table. "We are almost done. I don't want you to cum til I tell you." "You want me to cum?!?" She just shushed me. As I looked up, my view was wonderful. She slowly worked my chest. Each time her fingers grazed my nipples my cock jumped. Then she twisted them and I almost lost it. She had a wicked smile. She repeated this multiple times eventually working lower. Her hand was on my abdomen right above my cock. I watched as she grabbed the oil bottle and she dripped hot oil on my cock. Then she gently grabbed my right hand and guided it to my cock. "Work it for me, baby! But no cumming til I say so." I was dying. Every time I got close she stopped me. Then I finally heard her whisper, "Cum for me. CUM!!!." I exploded. I think I almost passed out. She was so gentle and nurturing. "See how much pleasure a woman can give you. And I am not even naked. Did that feel wrong? I wanted to do that for you."

When I finally came down from the high. She was right there. She gave me a hug and a light kiss on the forehead. "When you are ready, there are towels on the shelf to clean yourself up. You made quite the mess. And if you could do me a favor, please be a good boy and strip off the dirty linens and put fresh ones on the table." Then she quietly stepped out.

I tidied up. Making sure I didn't miss anything. Then like told, I changed the linens. When I stepped out she had coffee waiting. She quickly looked in the room. "Jack, you did a great job my sweet boy. Your mother must have taught you well." Over coffee we discussed the massage. Kristina explained that most massage therapist don't normally do that. That I should never asked them to. It is disrespectful to their 100's of hours of schooling. All of a sudden I felt guilty. "I am sorry." "No, Jack. If they initiate it, its perfectly ok." She explained that some will even go further, some nothing at all and some will let you take care of yourself. Then we talked about how she touched me. She explained how even fully clothed she was able to excite me. That there are ways I could do the same for a woman. BUT, it was up to the woman to decide what was allowed. AND, I must always be respectful. "Would you like for me to teach you more? We could do another massage next week?" I quickly answered yes. As we were getting ready to leave she thanked me again for cleaning the room. "Maybe next week I will have more chores." I tried to pay her and she just said, "Continue to let me teach you how to behave and I will be happy."