by Emily Vixen
“Oh, well, I'm not sure that's true. I still managed to get a cute woman to take me back to her apartment, didn't I?” Mel flirted with a smirk.
“Huh?” It genuinely took April a moment to realise what she was suggesting. “Oh. Oh! Ah, yes! I guess you did,” she said, rather pleased with the compliment. “Well, I suppose I ought to offer you some coffee or something, hadn't I?” she said.
“Maybe. That depends. Do you mean real coffee or is that code for something?” Mel was very forward with her flirting but April certainly didn't mind, especially when it was coming from such a beautiful woman like Mel.
“Hmm...well, what would you rather? Actual coffee or...er...” April tried to think of something witty but nothing was coming to mind. Honestly, she was too horny to think this much. “...or other?” she asked, giving up on trying to be clever.
“I think we'll start with other and take it from there,” Mel said, looking around the apartment before approaching one of the doors. There were three doors in all, she obviously knew how she'd got in and the bathroom door was obvious so that made it pretty easy to guess which door led to April's bedroom. “Shall we?”
“It's a bit of a mess,” April warned her, “but if that's okay with you then yes. Definitely.” April really wished she'd cleaned up now, though when she walked over and led Mel into the room she realised it didn't really matter. Mel's eyes were firmly fixed on her, taking in every inch of her body and paying special attention to her perfectly rounded ass.
“That's more than fine with me.” Mel followed her in and reached out, grasping her ass and giving it a playful little squeeze. “You'll have to let me know if I'm being too forward though, it's been a long time since I got to have any fun so I might be a bit over-eager.”
“I'll let you know, though I doubt it's going to be a problem.” April turned around and put her arms around Mel, pulling her in for a kiss. If Mel wanted this then April was only too happy to go for it. She'd been attracted to Mel since the first time she'd seen her. Honestly, part of her wondered if she'd dozed off in her chair and this was all just a big fantasy. If it was, however, then she didn't want to wake up. Not yet. Not until she got what she wanted.
The two of them kissed, their lips softly melding together at first, though a mix of alcohol, passion and the sexual tension that had been growing between them all night soon caused the kiss to deepen. They leaned against one another, their breasts squashing together as their heads tilted. Mel's tongue prodded gently at April's lips, begging for entry, and April happily parted her lips and allowed Mel to take full control of the kiss as her tongue explored and dominated her mouth.
They continued kissing as Mel began to guide April backwards, towards the bed, and the kiss continued even as they tumbled onto the bed together. They moved beyond simply holding one another, their hands grasping at fabric to strip the other eagerly as they shifted and wriggled on the bed, neither one wanting to end the kiss as they removed each other's clothes. Their kiss broke once or twice in order to make removing their clothes easier but it was never for long, the two of them always hurriedly seeking out the other's mouth again to continue kissing. Before long they were both naked, their bare flesh rubbing together as they became a lustful tangle of limbs on the bed.
“Ah...!” April gasped as she pulled away from the kiss finally, needing to get some air. “Fuck, I didn't realise how much I needed this,” she panted.
“Me neither. I can't believe I've been wasting so much time on my soon-to-be ex-husband. Nothing wrong with getting down to business and making up for lost time though.” Mel moved quickly, turning around on the bed and throwing one leg over April's body. Now she was facing the other way, April had a perfectly unobstructed view of Mel's tight, dripping pussy. She felt her own cunt throbbing with excitement at the view and she reached out, gripping the other woman's ass and spreading her open to get a closer look.
“Mm. See something you like?” Mel flirted, squirming a little. Clearly she liked being shown off like this.
“Definitely.”
“Then why not take a closer look?” Mel moved back and pushed her pussy towards April. The message was clear and April was only too happy to oblige. She leaned in and started to lick at Mel's cunt, tasting her dripping wetness, and moments later found that she was returning the favour. She could feel Mel's tongue working between her legs with her head buried between her thighs. She moaned and squirmed beneath her but didn't let it distract her from the task at hand. She continued focusing on Mel's pussy, pushing her tongue out further to poke and prod at her soaking slit. She wasn't about to lay down and lose their little battle. Losing in this case certainly wasn't going to be a bad thing but that didn't mean she was going to go down without a fight. She continued pleasuring Mel while the beautiful star gave as good as she got, licking and sucking at April's clit while April instead focused on Mel's pussy, pushing her tongue against her entrance and licking up and down along her tight slit.
The two of them were gasping and moaning together, their hips bucking and shifting as their bodies begged for more from the other. Eventually it became too much for Mel, who got up abruptly. April bit back a groan of disappointment as she was sure Mel had something better in mind. She didn't let her down. Mel rearranged herself on the bed so they were facing one another and slid closer, tangling their legs together and pulling herself closer. Now that they were able to kiss again it was inevitable that they would fall back into that trap. Their arms were around each other and they were kissing deeply again, only this time it was even better because their pussies were rubbing against each other as well.
The two of them moaned passionately into their deep kiss, their tongues wrestling again with no regard to where they had once been. They were too horny to care about that. All they knew was they wanted, no, they needed each other – and they needed each other right now. They started moving, shuffling and shifting together, their slits rubbing together to make them moan even louder. They held each other close as they moved faster and harder, fucking desperately, trying their best to alternate their movements to ensure there was as much friction and pleasure as possible.
After a few minutes they were moving faster than ever. April pulled away from the kiss to breathe but just found herself moaning and panting loudly. Hearing that seemed to turn Mel on even more, who pushed even harder to pleasure her. She leaned in, showering April's neck with kisses and nibbles while she continued to rub eagerly against her.
“Oh, fuck! I...I'm close...!” April gasped, gripping tightly onto Mel.
“Good, do it! Cum with me!” Mel groaned, moving as hard and fast as she could against the other woman. Soon enough her hard work paid off, not only for April but also for herself. The two of them practically screamed with ecstasy as they came hard against one another, overwhelmed with pleasure. Spent after reaching her climax, April collapsed back onto the bed, with Mel falling down against her shortly afterwards. Mel somehow found the energy to slide off her and get comfortable at her side before snuggling up with her.
“That was...wow...” April said breathlessly, happily curled up beside Mel.
“That...was one hell of a way to celebrate starting my divorce proceedings,” Mel said with a little laugh. April couldn't agree more, and considering how great it had been, she had no doubt that they'd be doing plenty more celebrating in the future as well.
A Lovely Lesbian Massage
Mary still couldn't believe she was actually doing this. Did it even work the same for women? She certainly hoped it did. A 'happy ending' at a massage parlour was one of those sexual fantasies that she figured was exactly that – a fantasy. It seemed impossible to believe that they really did offer such a special and intimate service to finish off your massage. She tried to temper her expectations, not wanting to be too disappointed if it didn't turn out to be true. After all, just getting a massage at all was going to be pleasurable, albeit not in the same way, and she was definitely in need of some rest and relaxation after t
he past month or two at work. Things had been more than a little stressful and it was about time she took the opportunity to rest and do something for herself.
It was while thinking about taking some time for herself that Mary had received the leaflet through her door about the new massage parlour in town. She hadn't sought this place out of her own accord, and if she hadn't got the leaflet then it probably wouldn't have even crossed her mind to have a massage. The leaflet had attempted to tread a fine line between being legally vague and blatantly obvious about the special services they were offering. They had failed miserably by outright stating that massages would lead their clients to a 'happy ending', quotation marks included. She supposed they could pretend it wasn't intended to be dirty, and instead meant to just suggest clients would feel happier after a massage, but Mary imagined the place would be shut down before long. It wouldn't take a genius on the police force to realise what was happening there. That was why Mary was going now, when it hadn't been open long, in order to take advantage of the services they offered while she still could.
The directions on the leaflet weren't as detailed as they could be but fortunately Mary had lived in the area for years. It took her about twenty minutes to get there from her home, though if the directions had been clearer she probably could have cut the time in half. When she arrived the building wasn't all that much to look at. It was just yet another shop in line with the others, though the blinds were drawn in the windows to give clients privacy. She took a deep breath to prepare herself and gently pushed the door open to step inside.
The reception area of the massage parlour wasn't particularly big, though she hadn't expected any differently based on what she could see from outside. The reception was a small room with a couple of chairs and a coffee table with a few old magazines on it. There was a desk in one corner with a computer that was clearly supposed to be the reception desk but nobody was sat there. Mary looked around uncertainly, wondering if she should call someone or just sit down and wait to be seen, but fortunately had her answer given to her when someone appeared from the door leading into the back of the building.
“Oh, hello, sorry to keep you waiting! We had a buzzer installed that's meant to go off whenever someone walks in but it doesn't seem to be working at the moment,” the woman said with an apologetic smile. “Are you interested in our services today?” she asked.
“Ah, yes, I am,” Mary said, taking a moment to compose herself before continuing. “I had this leaflet,” she said, showing it to the receptionist, “and I was interested in the...special package. The one that gives you a happy ending, I think is how it was phrased?” She tried not to be too obvious about what she was looking for. The last thing she wanted was to ask for somebody to get her off only to get in trouble because she'd completely misunderstood the leaflet.
“Oh, yes, of course! Usually it's the men that come ordering a special package but I'm sure we can provide for you too. Please, come, let me take some details.” The receptionist beckoned her over as she sat down at the computer. Moments later she had profiles loaded up for a few different men and women that could provide the massages. “So what are you looking for today? Do you have any preference on gender or appearance?” she asked casually. Mary could feel her cheeks burning with embarrassment. She wasn't nearly as used to these kinds of conversations as the receptionist was.
“Female,” she said quietly, “and...well, I don't have a preference, I suppose,” she said gently.
“Not a problem. Let's see...oh, I believe Alexis should be here in about half an hour if you'd like me to squeeze you in today. If not I can always book you an appointment for a later date, of course,” said the receptionist.
“Today?” Mary hadn't expected it all to happen so quickly. “Sure.” She hadn't even realised she knew what she wanted until the words were out of her mouth. Clearly she was even more desperate for this then she'd realised.
“Great! Let's just get you booked in and take some payment details then,” the receptionist said, starting to process Mary's booking. It only now occurred to Mary that she hadn't even seen what Alexis looked like but she tried not to worry about it. Surely she was going to be fairly attractive if she was doing a job like this, right?
Five minutes later the booking was complete and Mary had paid. The receptionist invited her to take a seat and wait and even gave her a cup of herbal tea to help relax her in preparation for her massage. The chairs in the reception area turned out to be surprisingly comfortable, Mary found, especially when she had a magazine in one hand and a warm drink in the other. She entertained herself in this way while waiting for her masseuse to arrive for her appointment.
Mary was so lost in comfort that she almost didn't lift her head when the door opened. When she did look up however she was greeted with a wonderful sight. The woman that had just walked in was honestly one of the most beautiful, stunning women she'd ever laid eyes on. Her dark hair cascaded past her shoulders in waves, her deep brown eyes were impossible to ignore and her lips looked so soft and kissable that it took all her self-restraint not to simply march over there and ask if she wouldn't mind sharing a kiss just so she could taste those perfect, luscious lips.
Her attractiveness wasn't all in her face either. Her body was just as good as her face, despite the old saying that most women only managing to keep one or the other looking good. She was in shape but not overly skinny or muscular, instead that special kind of weight where she seemed like she would still be fun if you went out for a meal together but also fit perfectly into your arms if you were lucky enough to cuddle up with her. Her breasts weren't the biggest but they were definitely big enough and perfectly matched the rest of her proportions. Her ass on the other hand was a little large but definitely in a good way, with her tight pants and shirt showing off her amazing curves. The sight alone was enough to make Mary a little wet. Hopefully whoever was going to be doing her massage would be even half as hot as this stranger was. Mary continued enjoying the view while the stranger chatted quietly with the receptionist but made sure to bury her nose in a magazine again when the woman turned around. She expected her to simply take a seat to start waiting as well but instead she spoke up.
“Mary?” the woman called out. Mary froze up for a moment. Wait, did she know this woman? No, surely not. She would have recognised somebody so beautiful in an instant. There was no way she would forget somebody like her. “I'm Alexis, I'll be performing your massage today,” she said as she introduced herself. Mary felt silly for not realising why this woman would know her name. Of course she was the masseuse! She had just assumed otherwise because it seemed too good to be true. Was this really happening? Was she really going to be lucky enough to have this beautiful woman lay her hands all over her naked body? It was a thrilling thought anyway though it became almost overwhelmingly exciting when she remembered the suggestion of a 'happy ending' on the flyer. She was so busy with her filthy thoughts that she forgot to actually respond.
“...Mary?” Alexis repeated. “Are you okay?”
“Yes!” Mary yelped, feeling her cheeks flush a little with embarrassment after realising what a fool she was making of herself. “Yes, sorry, yes. That's great, nice to meet you! I uh...thank you for your time, I'm looking forward to the massage,” she said, now rambling to try and somehow make up for the fact that she'd been acting so weird and silent a moment ago.
“Good, I'm glad to hear it. Would you like to follow me?” Alexis took her rambling all in stride. She was probably used to people being nervous like this, Mary reasoned, and tried not to think too much about how weird she was acting. The last thing she wanted to do was make a fool of herself in front of the gorgeous Alexis. She followed the other woman and was led through a door into the back, which turned out to be a narrow corridor that led to a couple of other rooms. Alexis strode through confidently into another room and held the door open, ushering Mary in ahead of her. This room was dimly lit by candles and had some quiet, calming music on in the background. T
he blinds had been drawn to ensure clients were given plenty of privacy and a massage table was set up in the centre of the room. Another table was beside it, this one stocked with various oils and the like as well as a couple of towels.
“Have you had a massage before?” Alexis asked, walking over to the table and grabbing some oil to rub into her hands.
“No,” said Mary. “I don't really know what I'm supposed to do now, to be honest,” she said with a nervous little laugh.
“That's fine, everybody starts off as a massage virgin, I'm glad I'm here for your first time,” Alexis said, her voice somehow both soothing and flirty at the same time. “I'll give you privacy for a few minutes to get ready. Just remove your clothes and lay face down on the table with your face in the hole,” she said, gesturing to the massage table. “You can cover yourself below the waist with a towel if you like, though if you want a full-body massage I am afraid I would need to remove it later anyway. Of course, if you'd rather I avoid any sensitive areas during the massage you only need to say.”
“Okay, thank you. It's fine though, I think I'd like a full-body massage, if that's alright,” said Mary.
“Great. Well then, I'll let you get into position and I'll be back in a moment.” Alexis left the room, giving Mary some privacy. She took a moment to compose herself before starting to strip off, rather enjoying the thrill of getting naked somewhere outside her own home. Sure you were supposed to get naked but she'd never done this before, it was kind of exciting taking off all her clothes in what was basically a stranger's house. In fact, as a business, perhaps it was even closer to being in public. She'd always thought public nudity was kind of kinky but had never found the courage to give it a try. This was the closest she'd got, though by the time she was down to her bra and panties she was already quivering with anticipation and dripping with excitement. Perhaps real public nudity would have actually been too much for her to handle.