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Time flies so fast when you're having fun.
It had been six weeks since Gloria Aldred had seduced her very young gardener. Six glorious weeks of fucking and sucking at all times of day and night.
After first screwing Paul on the back patio, Gloria had enjoyed sweaty sex with the man in the bedroom, the lounge, the sun room, the shower, the bath, even in the back seat of her Range Rover. They'd worked their way through the Kama Sutra and back again -- and she'd enjoyed every moment of it. The wonders of energetic and curious youth had met the experience and subtlety of maturity. It had been the ideal match for her.
And it had also been very good for Paul.
Gloria had brought the near virgin forwards in leaps and bounds. His techniques were now honed. His timing was exact. His staying power was extended. The demanding mistress had showed him all the ropes.
But... she hadn't yet used the ropes.
Because Gloria had been keeping some tricks up her sleeve -- entertaining diversions that would bring an extra boost to this sexy fling. Paul may have had the perfect penis, but Gloria had a filthy mind.
Her 57th birthday was arriving on the weekend. It was time to let her hair down. She felt she had earned it.
*
Chalcotte Spa was a fifty minutes' drive from Gloria's upscale home. Nestled in verdant grounds in the middle of open countryside, it was a five-star retreat for the well-heeled who liked to feel, well, fully satisfied.
Gloria had held nothing back. She'd reserved the hotel's best suite of rooms. Booked the very best treatments. Gone shopping for a new wardrobe and some other bits and pieces. Not that she expected to be wearing much during her stay mind you. Because, truth was, Chalcotte Spa wasn't your ordinary run-of-the-mill wellness facility. There were no task masters driving hot yoga classes at five in the morning, or breakfasts of unpasteurised goat's milk and granola here. No, the Spa specialised in wellness of the sexual kind. A place of endless release. Multiple orgasms guaranteed or your money back.
Gloria had been waiting for an opportunity to try this experience. But she knew she had to have the right sexual partner before diving into the Spa's torrid waters. With Paul she knew had exactly what she needed.
*
After arriving on Friday evening, Gloria had made sure Paul was primed and ready for the big adventure. Despite his efforts to entice her, she'd refrained from fucking the young man on their first night away. Sleeping solo in the vast emperor-sized bed, she'd relegated him to the adjoining second bedroom. She fell asleep in the comfort of knowing that his balls would be aching by the morning. Good. She wanted him as horny as a rampant stag.
*
"I've booked a massage and a body waxing for you." She announced over breakfast.
He looked up from his three-cheese omelette. "What?"
"I said I've booked a massage and body waxing for you. Get those aches out of your lovely muscles. You must need it after all your work this summer." She carefully speared a strip of kiwi from her fruit salad. Chewed on it while he absorbed what she was saying.
He frowned. "A massage would be great. But waxing? You mean hair removal?"
"Mmmmm. I'd really like to see you with a smooth chest."
"Doesn't it hurt doing that?"
She smiled. "Don't be silly. Tough young man like you. Plus, you only have baby hair on your chest. How could it possibly hurt?"
"I don't know..."
Her tone became firmer. "Don't be a bore, Paul. I've booked it. It's at ten. That's all there is to it."
He nodded. Resigned to his fate. "Well, what are you going to be doing while I'm doing that?"
She took another piece of fruit. "Oh, I don't know. I'll probably watch some teevee."
*
She had six screens to choose from. All were showing a live feed from the same room. Tastefully decorated in muted greys and pale greens, the space was dominated by a massage table in the centre of the floor.
Gloria was alone in an equally impeccable CCTV suite. The monitors gave her a view of the adjacent treatment room. She could see the massage table from above, from all four sides and from below. where a person's face would be if they were receiving treatment to their back. That would not be happening today, but that view could still be very interesting she thought.
She settled into her recliner. Undid the sash around her waist. Eased open her thick bathrobe. The soothing ceiling lights reflected off her nakedness. She'd reviewed herself in the mirror before leaving her bathroom. Not perfect, but still looking very good. Tits to die for, firm legs, no sagging flesh. She sighed. Paul was such a lucky bastard.
She gently ran her hands over her breasts. Pinched her nipples and felt them harden. The thought of what was to come excited her. Her breathing gently accelerated, her heart rate rose and, a quick test with one finger told her that she was already getting wet.
She checked the time. Almost ten o'clock. Show time.
Her finger ducked between her thighs again.
*
The door to the massage room opened and Paul entered. He was wearing a bathrobe and soft, cotton slippers. A second or two after him a woman appeared. She was young, probably mid-twenties and of African descent.
Watching from her secret viewing space, Gloria had to admit, the woman was stunning. Tall, lithe, with a sculptural face and hair in neat corn rows, she could have easily modelled for any major label. She was wearing a white dress tunic that emphasised her flawless skin and echoed her brilliant white teeth.
"This is going to be good." Gloria said to herself.
The woman was carrying a small white box. She placed it on a side table and turned to Paul who was simply standing by, waiting to be told what to do.
"So, Paul, my name is Carmen. I'll be giving you your treatments today. We'll be starting with your hair removal, followed by a body oiling, and then we'll finish with a hot massage. Does that sound fine to you?"
He nodded. "Uh, yeah, sure."
She smiled. "Very good, Please take off your robe and lie on the table. Face upwards, please."
Gloria found herself leaning into the monitors as Paul removed his gown.
Good. He was wearing the new briefs she'd bought and instructed him to wear. They were a mere slip of fabric. Stretched taught across his narrow hips, they barely covered his buttocks and emphasised that wonderful bulge out front. Gloria had chosen them for their fit and for their fabric. In almost sheer white, she could see the lines of his dick and balls, and, where his cock pressed more firmly against the cloth, the pale pinkness of his flesh was clearly evident.
Gloria lifted one of her new purchases from the table next to her. It was a compact vibrator. She turned it on and ran it across her thighs. The touch made her shiver. Keeping her eyes firmly on Paul's bulge, she moved the tool into the damp nest at her crotch.
"Ooooh." It touched down on her clit.
Back in the adjacent room, Paul was on the table and Carmen was getting ready for his treatments. She pulled two folding wings out of the table. They emerged at the level of his shoulder blades.
"Please put your arms above your head, Paul."
"Huh?"
"I don't want to catch your biceps when we're smoothing your chest."
"Oh. Okay."
He did as she asked. As his arms hit the wings, Carmen fastened them in place with a pair of soft leather straps. He looked at her, confused. She smiled. "Hair removal can be ticklish. This ensures your arms stay in place."
She moved down to his feet. "Bend your legs up, please."
He did so.
Carmen folded out two stirrups -- the kind that women sometimes use when giving birth -- then quickly fastened his ankles to the harnesses to keep his legs wide apart and in the air.
"What's that for?" He asked.
Carmen smiled, "Just to keep you still. Don't worry, everything will be fine."
Gloria was enjoying the view from the monitor that covered the foot of the table. She had a perfect view of Paul's thighs, ass and package. Her vibrator was busy earning
its keep.
With Paul nicely anchored down, Carmen opened that small white box. She took out a wicked looking cut-throat razor and showed it to him. "I'll be using this for your treatment."
His eyes bulged. "Whoah. I was told this was a waxing. That looks fucking dangerous."
Carmen giggled. "Oh, we don't do waxing here, there must have been some confusion. We use a razor to get a perfect finish." She gave him a sly smile. "And to get into all the nooks and crannies."
"What does that mean?"
"Just keep still." Carmen undid her tunic belt and popped the buttons. She slipped out of the garment. She was wearing nothing but a stark white thong that emphasised the colour of her skin. A thread held a tiny triangle across her mound. An equally narrow string ran between her legs and up the groove of her amazing ass.
Paul stared at her body. She glistened. Not an ounce of fat. Perfect muscles. Small breasts that sat high with dark nipples that looked as firm as thimbles. She smiled.
"You like?"
"Errr... yes, yes."
"I know you do." Carmen patted his groin. His dick was already well past half-mast, straining against the thin material of his briefs.
"Let's get started shall we."
She poured a warm and viscous fluid onto his chest, his armpits, his belly, the stiff bulge in his underwear.
"Hey, what are you doing?"
"Getting you prepped for the full body shave you've been booked for."
"Full body shave?"
She smiled. "Yes. That means everything. Even between your buttocks."
*
Gloria was in heaven. She'd had her first orgasm as soon as she watched Carmen strip off -- there was just something about dark tits and nipples. Her second climax came as she watched the attendant patting Paul's stiffening cock. Now she was working on her third big 'O' of the day. Rolling the vibrator around her labia, across her clitoris and into her hot depths, she closely watched Carmen shaving Paul's helpless body.
The attendant knew what she was doing. It took less than a minute to strip Paul's upper torso and arm pits of their hair. She expertly guided the surgical steel around his nipples, over his pecs, into the deep valleys under his arms. He stayed as still as a statue, trying to keep an eye on the fast moving blade.
Then Carmen was at his belly, sweeping across his hard abs, removing the blond hair around his navel. She stopped and looked at him as she snipped the last few strands. "Now you have to keep very still. We don't want any accidents."
Gloria watched Carmen lift the sides of Paul's briefs and shear them away. The blade was so close to his cock. Then a light tug pulled the shredded fabric out from under his ass. Freed from restraint, his dick slapped hard against his belly, quickly grew to full length.
Carmen ran a finger lightly along the underside of his cock, stroking the sensitive tube, making his organ pulse and tremble. "This is very good. It's much easier to shave an erect penis than a soft one."
The razor came in. Paul's eyes were wide with anticipation. "Be careful!"
"Don't worry, I've done this a thousand times."
Gloria watched the blade cruise across Paul's ball bag, up and down his dick. She loved it when Carmen hefted his sac to clean away the hairs from underneath. Within two minutes, his cock and balls were nude. Gloria was surprised at how much bigger his package looked when it was completely bald.
"Now for the tricky part." Carmen moved to the foot of the table and began to shave Paul's ass. She stripped his thighs and buttocks, then delicately manoeuvred the blade along his crease and around his tight puckerhole.
Gloria scored orgasm number three.
After that, it only took a few more minutes. Then from his knees to his neck, he was as bare as a new born babe.
Carmen stood back and admired her work. "All done. That wasn't so bad was it?"
Paul sighed in relief. "No. No, it wasn't. Can you untie me now?" Carmen frowned. "Mr. Paul. We're not finished yet."
She turned to look into the camera that was covering the foot of the table.
"Are we, Ms. Gloria?"
*
That was her cue. Gloria went to the connecting door. Stepping through, she was immediately alongside Paul. She smiled at him. "You look lovely, dear. Especially here." Her fingers lightly stroked his cock and balls. He groaned at the touch. "What are you going to do to me now?"
Gloria frowned. "Carmen already explained this. She's going to give you a body oiling. Then we're both going to give you a hot massage -- of sorts."
"But first, we need to do this." Gloria reached into the pocket of her gown. She pulled out a latex cock ring. With deft hands, she quickly threaded the ring over his dick, then popped his nuts through one at a time. The ring fit snug around his ball sac and throbbing penis. With the state of his arousal, the pressure quickly rose. His dick reddened, thickened, grew a little further. Gloria patted his fully engorged member. "That'll keep you nice and hard."
She reached into her pocket again. Pulled out a rubberised prostate vibrator. "And this is for your added enjoyment." She passed it to Carmen, who immediately applied some lube and slotted it neatly into Paul's anus. He grunted as it made contact deep inside. Carmen pressed a small button on the exposed wand at the end of the device. A low humming noise became evident. "Ohhhhhh..."
Gloria looked at Carmen. "I think that's a hit."
"Mmmmm."
"Shall we continue?"
Carmen pressed a button on side of the table and the bed automatically lowered. The women towered over Paul as he squirmed from the butt toy. His dick was hard as a rock, the head purple, angry, leaking.
Gloria moved to the foot of the table. She slowly rolled his balls together, caressed his smooth ass crack. He groaned, twitched. His dick spasmed. Meanwhile, Carmen was smearing him with a thin oil. Coating him, stroking him, exciting his whole body.
Then she was done. Gloria hove into view above him. "Now for your massage. Or shall I say, our massage." She looked at Carmen. "After you."
Carmen eased her tiny thong to one side as she straddled Paul. Facing his feet, giving him a view of her tight buttocks and her hairless, glossy pussy, she took his penis in hand and guided it to her private entrance. Then she sat down with force. Rammed his cock deep inside. She gasped as his fullness engulfed her.
Gloria dropped her gown to the floor, moved to Paul's head and straddled his chin. Her mound enveloped his mouth. His tongue instantly dove into her wetness, teeth rubbing against her clit. It was her turn to start groaning. She felt a pressure wave rising inside of her as she watched Carmen's gorgeous ass moving up and down, grinding sideways, mashing onto Paul's swollen cock. All the time, his mouth was in Gloria's pussy, splitting her, sucking her, rapidly pushing her towards her fourth orgasm of the morning.
Carmen began to speed up. Her ass moving like a piston. Her breath coming in short gasps. Paul was overcome with sensation. His body was jerking, convulsing as he built up to his explosion. Then, just as his hips arched upwards and he started to cum, Carmen pulled away. His cock came free, shooting lines of semen across his belly, chest, onto Gloria's breasts and thighs, his moans of ecstasy only muffled by Gloria's sopping pussy.
It was all too much for her. Seeing Paul cum sent her over the top. Her orgasm hit her like a club. A shocking blast of pleasure burst from her crotch and quivered up her spine. She slumped forwards to lean on Carmen's back.
Nobody moved for a couple of minutes. Then Carmen wriggled clear, climbed off Paul and re-applied her tunic.
She handed Gloria a towel and gel tube, pointed to a side door. "The showers are through there." Then she smiled at Paul. "I hope you enjoyed your treatments today, Paul. Please don't forget to rate me on the satisfaction review."
She left without another word.
Gloria slid off Paul and gathered up her robe. He was lying with eyes shut, breathing hard, stuck in post-coital exhaustion. She noticed that the ring had kept his dick still very hard. She reached out to undo his shackles but then she had a thought. Birthdays come once a year, but that didn't mean she had to do the same.
The day was still young.
She left him exactly as he was and went to take a shower.
END
COMING SOON -- Gloria's sex hunt goes international
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