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Nelenna Deals With Naked Cocks as a Massage Therapist
Is there a correlation between the amount of tips the therapist gets and how hard a man’s cock got during professional massage therapy?
I write erotica novels & short stories. I also publish sex confessions as a spermivore, spermaholic, and teen slut. Yes, teen slut! And I’m proud of it! Sex is good. And girls who love sex shouldn’t have to hide and pretend to be “pure.” Sex is pure! And naked skin is natural.
Fiction. In this post, we continue to follow Nelenna in her new career as a massage therapist, which we first discovered in a prior short erotica story. Yet, you can penetrate — I mean dive into — this one even if you haven’t read the first one. But why not, though?
She rang the doorbell, standing there with her portable massage table and a backpack full of her stuff to provide home massages.
A middle-aged man let her in. He was barefoot, wearing shorts and a t-shirt. Nelenna flip her feet off her shoes and inquired where she should set up the massage table. It was a tiny condo. The man signaled that she could get herself set up in front of the couch while he moved the coffee table out of the way.
She quickly unfolded the massage table and set it up with the two sheets the man handed to her. As always, she inquired about any particular area of his body that needed work. The man mentioned his back, like everybody, and the side of his buttocks. She asked him to undress and go under the top sheet while she went to the bathroom to wash her hands.
The first part of the massage went as they all normally do, but when she lifted the top sheet and asked him to turn over, the man actually stood up.
“Sorry! I need to run to the bathroom quickly,” he said, walking buck naked next to her, his penis dangling between his legs.
When he came back, before she had time to lift the top sheet for him to go under, he lay naked on top of it. She was new at this, having only graduated recently. And most massage sessions she had provided so far proceeded as they had learned, with no genitals being exposed. There was that one exception with a man she helped at Natasha’s Spa & Resort.
That night in the man’s condo was just the second time a massage client had exposed his penis to her. She didn’t want to argue with the client in his home and simply resumed the massage session. When she was down to his lower abdomen and his legs, she noticed his cock was stiffening a little, especially when the back of her hand would brush against it, but it never got fully erect like it had happened in the prior case.
After telling the man it was time for him to get up and get dressed, she went again to the bathroom, pretending to have something to do there. And when she came back, he was walking around naked, his cock still half-erect.
“Let me find my wallet for a tip,” he said.
“No need! It’s included in the price you paid in the app,” she explained, although she was hoping for a bigger tip, like the one she got from the first guy she had massaged with his cock fully exposed.
She watched his bare ass and exposed penis while he walked around, looking for his wallet.
“Here,” he finally said after finding it. He handed her a $20 bill.
She thanked him and left.
“I had my second naked cock today,” Nelenna said to her roommate, “but I only got a lousy tip!”
“You’re supposed to cover the genitals of your clients,” Andrew replied.
“I know,” she muttered, “but I don’t want to lose tips. We need more cash in case you haven’t noticed! How is your new massage career going?”
Nelenna’s husband had run away with Andrew’s wife. Since Nelenna had been a housewife dependent on her husband and Andrew had just lost his job because of a sex scandal, they found themselves in a bad spot and decided to share a small, cheap apartment in a questionable neighborhood. And they took massage therapy classes together while practicing with each other.
“Nothing special for me,” Andrew shrugged.
A week later, she got called back to the naked cock man's condo. Apparently, he had specifically requested her.
“Why the fuck does he request me if I’m not even worth a good tip?”
Andrew shrugged, which was his typical answer, and Nelenna went to get ready. She assumed he asked for her because other massage therapists didn’t tolerate him being naked, which was fine with her, but she wanted a bigger tip. Andrew and she were really tight financially.
She put on jeans shorts and a tank top with no bra.
“Going for the kill?” Andrew laughed when he saw her.
“Oh, shush!” she said, walking out the door.
She set up the table with only the bottom sheet and threw the top sheet on the couch.
“You don’t need that one, right?”
She noticed a huge grin on the man’s face and that gave her a big one, too. Maybe she was on to something.
She spent a fair amount of time massaging the side of his buttocks where he had mentioned having pain. She did it while touching every part of his ass cheeks, getting very close to his butthole.
Once she moved on to the legs, she repeatedly brushed the back of her hand on the tip of his penis that she could see between his legs.
When she asked him to turn around, his cock was significantly stiffer than the last time. She proceeded with the massage and spend a lot of time on his lower abdomen and the top of his legs, brushing her hands against his cock regularly. She also directly grabbed his penis three times to move it out of the way, casually holding it for a while before releasing it.
As she normally does at the end of a massage, so positioned herself behind his head to massage the neck and temples. This time, though, she leaned forward regularly to massage further down his pectorals, with her tank top opening right above the man’s face. She glanced at him to confirm that his eyes were open and staring.
She extended the massage beyond the allocated time to give the man more time to enjoy the sight of her boobs. By the end of the massage, his rod was stiff as a metal pipe, pointing at the ceiling. She told him he could get up at and did not leave the room as she normally does to give the man a chance to get dressed.
“He couldn’t fit that in his shorts, anyway,” she thought to herself, smiling, and making it obvious to him she was staring at his sex tool.
“Best massage I’ve ever had!” he said.
He walked around again, looking for his wallet. Nelenna deduced he was planning it like that because he was going all around the room slowly. Since she taught he wanted to be seen naked for a longer time, she kept looking at the stiff penis wobbling around as he moved. He glanced at her a few times, seemingly checking if she was looking.
“Here,” he eventually said. “I got it!”
He opened his wallet and took out a pile of twenty-dollar bills. She got close to him to take it.
“Thank you,” she said while locking eyes with him and taking the cash with her left hand. At the same time, she let the fingernails of her right hand gently scratch the top of his cock, from the abdomen to the spongy tip. The guy froze, gawking at her.
“See you soon,” Nelenna said on her way out.
“That’s it,” Nelenna told Andrew. “You need to get the cock hard. Then the man loses his brain and lets the tip of his cock decide the amount of tips to give!”
“So, do I still need to go to work?” Andrew asked.
“Oh, shush! You find a way to bring more cash, too!”
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