We really seemed to hit it off from the first moment, and I asked her if she was available for a week of testing and training. She committed to the time frame I requested and then she asked me do a “ normal” healing session with her so she could get the feeling of the cups. I asked if she had any sore muscles or issues and she said her back was sore from a dance routine she had been practicing. She stood up stripped her clothes off without hesitation folding them neatly and placing them on the chair and then laid on the massage table. Her body was tight, muscular, and her skin was very light, perfect to show off the cupping.
As I worked on massaging her back, rubbing oil into her muscles, she told me she was a trained Ballerina but had been stripping to pay her bills. I announced that I was starting and proceeded to light and place cups on her back. When I was done placing them, I started moving them around, one by one and she giggled. I had mirrors all around my work space so clients could watch me tattoo if they wished, and when I pulled the first cup from her back, Sheila said oh Wow. She commented on how dark the ring was and asked how long it would last. I told her that this would be a good test, that some lasted hours, some days and on some people they lasted a week.
When I was done removing the cups I finished the massage and she turned over. Her breasts were the perfect size and shape for the design I had in mind and then I saw the patch of hair over her vagina. I asked her if she would mind loosing the landing strip of hair. She said no problem, that she would shave it off. I suggested that if she was OK with it, I would like to use the laser hair removal system to more permanently remove the hair. She said sure that would be great, and ran her fingers through the landing strip of hair over her pussy letting a finger slide down into the slit before pulling it to her mouth. I realized I was sporting wood and turned away.
We were getting along so well I was beginning to feel like she had a real contribution to the project beside being my canvas. I asked her turn sideways and put her feet up on the edge of the table. Sheila said now? And I said sure if you want. She was moving into position before I answered here. I pulled the cart with the laser over and I sat on my rolling stool. I slid up between her legs, put on a pair of nitrite gloves, trimmed the hair using battery operated clippers from the cart and began using the laser. Sheila shuddered for a second and giggled that it tickled. I pulled the lip to her vagina to one side to use the laser and noted how wet she was.
Most people are tolerant of the laser procedures but some require a pain reducing gel that numbs the area similar to creams used in Europe for tattooing. Sheila was the first person in my experience that was being sexually pleasured by the sensation. He musky aroma and very slight movements of her hips led me to think she was really enjoying the procedure. As I looked up to her face to gauge her reaction I noticed her nipples were standing at attention and the pupils of her eyes were wide open. I worked the area all around her vagina and then asked her to get on her hands and knees so I could do around her asshole. She seemed shy about spreading her ass cheeks but complied. I removed the hair around her anus and I finished up by wiping the skin and applying a light coat of mineral oil.
As I rubbed the oil in I found myself knuckle deep in her asshole before realizing it, and I immediately turned away, and moved the cart. Sheila turned back over and sat on the edge of the table again, and asked me if there was anything else I’d like to do to her body? She looked like she was in heat and the question was loaded with expectations as she smiled at me. I said not tonight and that I would like to go get diner and I invited her along. She asked at 1 am? To which I said, to me it is diner time, and the Olympic diner is open 24/7.
Sheila said Greek is cool and as we walked to the front door, I asked Johnson to lock up when he was done. Sheila followed me to the Olympic and we continued talking about the project throughout diner. I paid for diner and outside she asked me if I would like company tonight. The sun was just starting to come up on the horizon, and I said follow me. I drove to my house on the north side of Indy and I opened the gate with my remote and waited until she followed me in and the gate closed behind her. When we got tot he house she parked and came over and asked so this is your place? I said yeah bought and paid for with ink.
Sheila said ink can only do so much, it’s your talent and business sense that got you here. I thanked her for her kind words and led her into the house. I told her that I was tired and that if she didn’t mind I would skip the tour, for bed.
She said that’s what she wanted to hear, and I led her to my bed room. I started shedding clothes and She came over to me and assisted me in taking my clothes off rubbing her hands over my chest and down to my belt as I finished removing my shirt. I wasn’t used to be undressed like this but she was enjoying herself, and my pants along with my underwear dropped to the floor, my cock sprang free of it’s confines.
Sheila looked my cock over all most drooling and said I would have never guessed you were uncut, as she pulled the foreskin back and took my cock in her mouth. She floated as she moved to her knees and her mouth was velvety and worked with experience and deliberate actions. Her tongue hit the glands on the underside of my cock and my knees buckled for a second and a shiver went through me.
I sat back on the edge of the bed and Sheila pulled my pants and underwear off my legs. As she slithered up to my cock she pushed her breasts still in her blouse together and then released them as I looked at them. She took my cock in her mouth with out touching it with her hands. She really seemed to know her way around a cock.
She worked my cock like no woman had before and it wasn’t long before I felt the twinge of orgasm in my balls. Sheila must have sensed it as well because she let go of my cock and dragged herself up to kiss me on the mouth, her breasts dragging over my cock as she did. As we broke the kiss she sat back on her heels and pulled her blouse over her head and off.
She undid her very pretty lacy expensive looking bra and put it to the side with the blouse. She stood up although to be fair it seemed more like she rose up off the floor just as the Genie’s carpet did for Aladdin. She released an internal belt to her skirt and it glided to the floor, captivating in that it too seem to float to the floor like a feather.
She pushed me ever so gently back on to my bed and glided up, onto the bed with me. She grasped my balls and slid over me to my other side twisting my balls as she moved over me. It was uncomfortable but my cock liked it as it grew harder at her administrations. Sheila was in control but everything she did seemed to serve me, and my needs.
It was unusual in that the balance of controlling while serving seemed so natural to her so inviting to me to control her by allowing her the control over me. Before I could think much more about it she straddled me, facing me and looked down at her breasts first getting my full attention on them. Then she hovered raising herself up and guided my cock into the folds of her pussy, looking down drawing my attention to the view before me.
As my gaze focused on my cock and her maneuvering, she impaled herself with my cock. She drew her hands up her sides and grasped my hands pulling them to her breasts. Holding my hands on her breasts she pinched her nipples, and then harder, harder than I would have and I felt her pussy moisten as she pinched even harder. She began wiggling her hips and making tiny circles on my cock never raising or lowering, just circling. She seemed to understand just how much pleasure this was bringing me because she smiled and then she started sliding front to back, still never raising or lowering herself. Her movements weren’t fast but were deliberate and almost forceful.
She began to rock back and forth and picked up her speed a little, still pushing back almost to the point of my cock popping out of her and then to the opposite direction. Sheila was totally in control as far as I was concerned but once again she gauged and reacted to every movement to make sure it was having the pleasuring effect she wanted me to feel. The experience was unlike I had ever experienced before and I was enjoying it so much that I didn’t want to come right then, but felt my orgasm building. Sheila seemed to read me perfectly and begged me to come.
It wasn’t like I wasn’t going to come, even if she’d stopped moving all together, but she begged me to please fill her with my precious hot seed. She was so sweet and yet vulgar at the same time, fuck me, fill me, and then she shook and I felt her pussy muscles clamp and release my cock several times and it was as if a dam inside her had broke and she cried as she squirted and her pussy repeatedly clenched my cock.
I couldn’t hold back any more, although why I was trying was crazy, and as the first spurt of come blasted into her it was if some one had shoved a hot coal inside her pussy, she screamed and cried and road my cock fiercely. It was almost concerning how hard she was coming and her body clamping onto mine, and then she collapsed on top of me.
My cock twitching trying to expel every last drop of come inside her as she lay motionless, breathing heavily, and then our mouths just seemed to have come together in a kiss. A kiss that lasted, each of us needing more from each other, one more second and then one more, I rolled her onto her back my cock still buried inside her. I held her hands up and out to the sides and kept kissing her.
From the moment we met she seemed to know exactly what I wanted, what I needed. As I rolled her over it was as if Karma itself had told me that this is what she needed. As we parted I looked deep into her eyes and let go of her hand and ran it along side of her face and pulled her into another kiss.
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