Date: Fri, 16 Sep 2005 17:10:21 -0700 (PDT)
From: Marie LeClare <marieleclare3@yahoo.com>
Subject: Massage Studio - lesbian encounters

This story is a work of fiction.  Names, characters, places, and incidents
either are products of the author's imagination or are used fictitiously.
Any resemblance to actual events or locales or persons, living or dead, is
entirely coincidental.


Massage Studio FF Ff
By
Marie LeClare
Copyright (c) 2005


Helen had known for years that she loved women. She loved everything about
women, and women of all sizes, shapes and colors. So it was only natural
that Helen would pursue a career as a massage therapist catering
specifically to women.

It was an exciting day when Helen graduated from the Royal School of
Massage in London, and went about opening her own small studio in her
apartment at Curzon and Berkely, in the Mayfair section of London. It
wasn't the sterile type of massage studio, instead Helen had furnished it
with plants, colorful fabrics and sweet smelling candles.

Her first few clients were older women who were used to being pampered and
Helen gave them a good massage, but Helen actually wanted more. She wanted
woman to woman sex.

When she took the telephone call the voice at the other end sounded
exciting, and it actually aroused Helen even before she met the woman. It
was the way the woman asked in a throaty voice if Helen gave a full body
massage and after Helen assured her that she did the woman made an
appointment for 3 that very afternoon.

Helen couldn't wait and went about tidying up, and straightening the towels
and sheets and made sure there were no creases on the sheet covering her
massage table. Filling the oil bottle and checking on the level of the baby
powder.

When she saw that the clock was approaching 3 she wondered if the woman
would be as attractive and sexy as her voice sounded, and also if she would
be open to having some sex fun.

The buzzer on the door brought Helen out of her day dreaming and she
hurriedly went to meet her new client and was both surprised and shocked at
what met her at the door.

Her new client was accompanied by her 16 year old daughter, so Helen
thought the chances of having some sex fun were dashed, but she put on a
brave face and went about her business, asking the daughter to wait in the
waiting room, which actually was Helen's livingroom, as she asked the woman
to disrobe in the massage studio, and to call when she was ready.

Taking a sip of her tea as she waited she thought about the woman and how
she might be able to have some sex fun, even if the daughter was in the
other room. The woman was attractive. There was no way of getting around
that and the more Helen thought of what might lie ahead she more moist she
got.

When the call came that the woman was ready for Helen, she walked in and
saw how the woman was lying on her tummy only covered by the thin white
sheet, so Helen asked her in a professional way if she wanted oil or
powder.

As Helen sprinkled the powder on the woman laying on the table she started
massaging her legs, and it was all Helen could do to not allow her fingers
to creep up under the sheet, and toy with the woman's treasure between her
legs.

Helen, almost on automatic pilot as she massaged the woman was brought back
to reality when the woman suggested that she turn over and Helen could do
her front, also suggesting that the sheet wasn't needed.

Gazing at the woman's full breasts Helen couldn't help but notice that the
woman's nipples were rock hard, and as she glanced down to her pussy, she
noticed that the woman was moist. Helen knew right away that the woman was
going to want some female sex fun.

"Would you massage my breasts?" the woman asked and Helen was only too
eager to comply, and cupped the woman's beautiful breasts, massaging each
at the same time. As she massaged, she noticed the woman's breathing
change, and felt the woman's hand on her leg, softly caressing, just under
the hem of her white uniform.

"Don't forget to massage my nipples" the woman said with a sexy smile, and
Helen pulled and twisted before rolling her nipples between her fingers,
and then dropped her head to kiss the woman's sexy lips.

As they kissed Helen noticed out of the corner of her eye that the door was
opening about an inch, and at the same time the woman had put her hand up
under Helen's uniform and was touching her panty covered pussy, cupping it
in her hand and squeezing.

By this time there was no doubt what the woman wanted or what Helen wanted,
from her wet panties that the woman was touching. The only thing Helen
couldn't understand was about the daughter and Helen knew that she was
peaking at them as they kissed.

Breaking their kiss Helen dropped her head to lick the woman's rock hard
nipples and dropped her hand to the woman's waiting wet pussy, rubbing
softly with the palm of her hand, getting her fingers wet.

"Oh yes" the woman moaned, "finger and lick my pussy. I'm so hot", as she
tried to roll down Helen's wet panties with one hand.

Rolling down her panties Helen got up on top of the woman so her pussy was
over her face and Helen could quite easily lick her pussy, as she could get
her pussy licked at the same time.

It was quite a sight for the woman's daughter Sara who by now had the door
open about a foot and could be seen with her panties down around one ankle
and was masturbating furiously as she watched, hoping that her mother and
the woman licking her pussy wouldn't notice.

As Helen licked the fur covered treasure in front of her she felt the
woman's tongue exploring every crevice of her hot wet pussy before she
started to stab at it with her tongue, before plunging two fingers deep in
Helen's hot pussy and was finger fucking her.

Helen knew that it wasn't going to take much to make the woman cum so she
flicked her tongue on the tasty clit furiously, as she plunged her fingers
in the woman's pussy. Probing her pussy walls with her fingers.

She could feel from the way the woman stabbed at her pussy with her tongue,
that she was on the edge which made Helen even hotter, and she licked as if
her main purpose in life was to make this woman cum and deliver to her that
sweet tasting nectar to drink.

It was only moments later that Helen felt the woman stiffen, let out a
muffled moan into Helen's pussy, and filled her mouth with sweet tasting
honey.

Drinking and licking up every last drop of the woman's nectar was all that
Helen needed to bring her over the edge and she screamed into the woman's
pussy that she was cumming.

Feeling totally relaxed and contented Helen got off of the reclining woman,
pulled down her uniform, and said with a huge grin, "there will be no
charge for the massage".

No sooner than she had said that the woman asked her if Helen would mind
massaging her daughter Sara. She went on to explain that they were on
holiday in England, from New York, and she wanted to know if her daughter
was into the girl girl scene.

As soon as the girl heard what her mother said she hastily pulled up her
bikini panties and closed the door as quietly as she could and retreated to
the other room, picking up a magazine as if she had been reading.

Calling her daughter, the woman covered herself with the sheet, and
explained that she was old enough to have a professional massage, and told
her not to be shy because they were all women.

As the girl undressed in front of them, laying her clothes on the side
chair, Helen thought to herself that the girl was very much into girl girl
fun, as her mother was soon to find out.

Not wanting to waste any time exploring the girls peach fuzz covered pussy,
Helen had her lay on her back, doing away with covering her with a sheet,
and instead went directly to massaging the girls tiny perky breasts.

As soon as her hands touched the girl's breasts her tiny nipples got
instantly hard, which in turn had the same affect on Helen, as she started
to gently pull and twist before rolling the girls nipples between her
fingers.

Dropping her head Helen licked in a small circle around the girls hard
nipples before drawing one into her mouth and sucking, as the girl squirmed
on the table.

Then without any hesitation Helen took her hand and went directly to the
girls wet pussy and rubbed it ever so softly before plunging her finger in
deep, and started to finger fuck her in front of her mother.

Although the girl couldn't see her mother from where she sat, Helen could,
and was getting hotter as she watched the mother fingering her hot wet
pussy, and signaling Helen to tongue fuck her daughter.

As soon as Helen's tongue touched the squirming girl's pussy, her mother
got up and climbed up on the table, squatting over her daughters face,
saying, "suck my pussy you nasty slut", and sat on her daughters face.

Neither of the older women knew it but the girl had been pleasing her best
friend's pussy since she was 12 and started to lick her mother furiously,
even going so far as to finger her mothers asshole.

In what seemed like minutes later, although it was hours, the mother and
daughter left the massage studio, with satisfied, although sensitive,
pussy's, and Helen decided that she also needed to take the rest of the day
off.


If you like this story, or have an experience that might make a good story,
please write to me at MarieLeClare3@Yahoo.com

I have a free lesbian story group on Yahoo, with almost 1000 members at
this writing, and I invite you to join if you're a woman.

If you have a filled in Yahoo profile, over 18, and are a woman. It's
http://groups.yahoo.com/group/MariesHouse/

SORRY NO GUYS.