Cost of Living Crisis part 2

I was now completely unaware of anything else except Carly’s arse, I could have been massaging it for hours for all I new, time had no relevance to me, Carly had now altered her position she was up on her knees her face still buried in the head piece of the massage table. She began to move her hands, in a moment of hesitation I began to stop massaging, had I gone to far, had I overstepped her limits, self doubt started flooding my mind, whether Carly sensed this or not or whether she was oblivious the her next actions left no more doubt. Carly repositioned one hand so that she could start massaging her Clit and with the other started circling her arsehole with her index finger. This was all the motivation I needed, I climbed up behind Carly and took hold of her hand that was circling her arsehole, our fingers intertwined and gripped as one, my other hand continued in the circling motion Carly had begun on her arsehole.

Each and every circle I pressed ever so slightly harder on her arsehole, watching it slowly stretch open to my pressure. Carly has holding my other hand tight and the sight of her fingers working her pussy and clit was pure bliss, I changed from my finger to my thumb and was now working my thumb firmer and firmer into her arsehole until it swallowed my thumb. “Yes” Carly screamed and I continued to work my thumb in and out of her arse. Carly’s arse was perched as high as she could get it, glistening in the light with the oil giving her body an extra sheen, I couldn’t resist I buried my head between her legs and started licking at her clit. In what seemed like only seconds she was cumming and screaming in delight.

As I slowly teased my thumb out of Carly’s arse it gaped ever so wanting at me, all I could think about was fucking her arse. Carly was now rolling over on to her back and looking me deep in the eyes, she was reaching up and ripping at my clothes to get them off me. I wanted to kiss her, I was now getting my first glimpse at her breasts and they were perfect, I wanted to feel her nipples in my mouth, there wasn’t a part of Carly that I didn’t absolutely desire. Carly now had a hold of my cock and was taking the excess oil of her skin and working it up and down the shaft of my cock, still with my eyes locked on hers I began to feel her wetness as she took the tip of my cock and worked it up and down her dripping wet slit, it took every inch of will power I possessed not to push into her at this moment. Working my cock up and down her slit she began to play with her clit. I was now under the control of her hands, hovering my body over her as she did with my cock what she wanted, she was biting her bottom lip and I couldn’t stop watching her lips.

I wanted to push down against her, I began whispering in her ear how badly I wanted to feel my cock pushing deep inside her pussy, Carly grabbed my cock even tighter and was cumming again. What happened next was one of the most dominant things I had ever done sexually and I had no pre conceived thoughts of doing it, it just had to be done. Carly was still on her back and I was hovering over her I climbed further up the table I grabbed the back of her head and pulled her hair to tilt it backwards and pushed my cock into her mouth, her throat gave no resistance as she took me all the way, her hands grabbing at my hips to pull me closer to make sure I was deep down her throat. I began to fuck her throat, something I had never done ever before, grabbing her hair and pushing her head down on my cock I reached to pull my cock from her mouth as I could feel myself getting closer to cumming, but Carly wouldn’t let me pull out, at this moment I held her head tight and shot my load deep down her throat, each pulse and wave of me cumming felt devine. As I let go of Carly’s hair she maintained her lock on my cock as I slowly slid from her mouth she started gasping for air, whilst trying to lick the last remains of cum off my cock.

Laying on the floor next to the massage table trying to gather my thoughts and figure out how I ended up in this position Carly sat up, “I guess I better get you the money I owe you for the massage” before I could say anything she asked “ can I book you again next week”, still slightly stunned I mumbled “sure I think I could fit that it”. Watching Carly walk back into the room completely naked holding the $100 that we had organised with a grin from ear to ear she asked “will $200 be enough for you to fuck my arse next week” at this moment I knew that I might just have found more than just a way to ease my cost of living crisis.