Stanton Box Set

She nods and turns off the tap. “I’m ready for my massage, Mr Stanton.”

My eyes hold hers. Is she? Is she really ready? I can’t hold it back any longer. I need this.

Natasha

I lie on the massage table and Josh

ua smirks as he slowly pours oil onto his hands, then rubs them together to warm it up. I drop my head and smile into the hole in the table. Unlike the last time I had a massage I can actually relax this time. The room is steamy and darkened, lit only by the ten candles surrounding us. His hands start at my left foot and he kneads it between his fingers.

“This is just what I needed tonight, presh. You know me so well,” he purrs.

I smile again into the hole in the table. I was hoping I could relax him this way. Cameron told me today about James Brennan and the way Joshua was losing it. I knew I had to bring out the big guns.

Joshua’s smooth oil-covered hands rub up and down one calf muscle and I feel myself sink into the table more deeply. Mmm, this is good. For twenty minutes he stays focused on my legs and rubs back and forth, and my body moves with his rhythm up and down the table. With a white towel around his waist, Joshua pours more oil directly onto my behind and I sigh at the contact. Strong hands rub my buttocks in circular movements and I feel myself smile once more. Oh yeah, I needed this too. He massages me deeper, up my back and then over my shoulders for another half an hour by which time my skin is dripping in oil. I put my head to the side and watch him as he rubs me. He’s concentrating, his eyes are hooded and dark and I know that massaging me is not the only thing on my strong man’s mind. He brings his body up parallel to my face and starts to really rub deeply into my back and my body slides forward with every deep rub of my arms, shoulders and back. This is heavenly. I start to feel a deep relaxation sweep over me that I haven’t felt in a very long time.

“Roll over, presh,” he murmurs, concentrating deeply. I smile softly as I roll over onto my back and our eyes lock in the darkness. Dear god, I love this man. He starts to rub my chest, kneading my breasts in a circular movement. My eyes close involuntarily and my lips fall open. He bends and very gently takes them in his. “So perfect,” he whispers.

I smile into his mouth and I feel his warm fingers slide over my oiled sex, and he inhales heavily as I feel his arousal start to intoxicate the space. When Joshua Stanton becomes aroused it can be felt in the next room. I am one lucky bitch. Backwards and forwards his hand rubs over my lips and my legs have parted by themselves. One hand kneads my breast and the other kneads my sex. His hands are strong and start to really rub me deeply as his eyes stay locked on mine. My eyes flick to the towel and I can see his large erection lying up against his stomach through the towel. A burst of creamy arousal bursts the damn and he hisses gently as he feels it rush to meet his fingers. I turn and undo his towel and am blessed with the sight of his hard-as- rock penis, the beautiful cock that pleasures my body so often. I know every thick vein that runs its length and it hangs heavily between his legs. I take him in my mouth and lick up the length of it. His eyes close at the contact and my legs fall open in a silent invitation. With his fingertips he starts to circle over my swollen lips, backward and forward over my clitoris, and my back arches off the bed as my body chases a deeper touch. In slow motion I watch him stop and pour more oil onto his hand and then directly over my vagina, and it runs down between my legs. He then rubs me hard and deeply from my sex down to my behind, long deep circular movements, and my body bows off the bed to meet him. I close my eyes and start to suck him hard. I am blessed with the taste of pre-ejaculate… fuck he taste good. I groan at the sensation on my tongue and feel his teeth gently bite one of my nipples. Holy shit, this man is hot. He keeps rubbing me deeply and my body is writhing on the table. I need him inside me… now.

“Joshua,” I whisper around his cock as my legs hit the massage table as I open them as far as they go.

“I got you baby. Let me take my time.” He bends and gently kisses me again.

I swallow and nod softly as his mouth goes back to my breasts. Oh shit, I moan softly. His thumb starts to slowly push in and out of my sex and I lift my body so that he can get deeper. Oh god, I need this hard tonight. He stands up and watches me with dark eyes as his other fingers drop lower on my body. They start to rim my behind and I instinctively open my legs again. His thumb pulsing, his fingers exploring, it’s too much to bear and I start to feel the building of an orgasm. I start to quiver and I try to hold it off. “Let it go, baby,” he whispers. “I need you soft and open tonight.” He slides a finger in and I groan. He’s been touching me a lot here lately and I have grown to like it, something I never thought I would. I moan and close my eyes as his thumb and two fingers start to pump my openings in perfect timing. Fuck, this feels good. My eyes drop to his cock as I watch the pre-ejaculate drip from the end of his penis… oh shit. I start to quiver and he stops immediately.

I pant and lift my head from the table to see what he is doing. “Baby, what are you doing?”

His eyes meet mine. “You will be coming a different way tonight.”

I pant and a pang of fear fills me. Fuck. I nod nervously and he smiles a dark smile and takes my lips aggressively in his.

“Roll over,” he whispers.

Oh shit, I gently roll over and watch as he pours more oil over his torso and down over his penis. He gently strokes himself four times and I nearly orgasm on the spot. Watching him there in the candlelight covered in oil and pulling himself is the most erotic thing I have ever seen.

“Head down,” he murmurs and I drop my head to the table. Mr Stanton is here and he is taking no prisoners.

He gets onto the table above me and, starting at my feet, he rubs his body over me and slides it up toward my head. I feel his hard shoulders and then his chest… his perfect cock slides up and down my body. Again and again he slides back and forth. Oh god, this is too much, I have never been this aroused in my life. His penis catches between my cheeks and he stops and slides it up and down as his mouth goes to my neck from behind and he bites me gently. His arousal is off the charts. I can feel his breath quiver as he tries desperately to hold it together.

“I need you here,” he whispers into my ear from behind as his finger impales me.

I nod and drop my head into the table as he starts to really ride me with his finger and then another. “Open,” he whispers darkly and holds his body off mine. I slowly open my legs even further.

“You’re so fucking perfect here,” he growls into my back.

How in the hell does he make this feel so good? This is something I never thought I would like.

“Once we start there is no pulling back,” he whispers.

I turn and my nervous eyes meet his.

“I love you,” he whispers as he kisses me gently again, sensing my fear. I am instantly mollified and nod as I give him a soft smile.

“It’s ok, baby, I won’t want to pull back,” I whisper. He applies more oil to my behind and his penis.

I turn back to the bed and he rolls me to my side facing away from him, his front to my back. He lifts my top leg and puts the flat of my foot onto his outer thigh and his bottom arm underneath my head, then he pulls my body close to his. He starts to run his open mouth up and down my neck as his top hand reaches around and massages my clit in a circular movement. My head throws back onto his shoulder once again as my arousal starts to thump heavily between my legs. Very slowly he brings his hand down to grab the base of his cock and guides it to my entrance as I hold my breath.

“It’s ok, baby,” he whispers into my ear and I turn and kiss him with everything I have. I want this to be good for him, —he deserves this to be good. He has been so patient and is trying so damn hard not to hurt me. I have never loved him more than I do at this moment.