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Hasn't Your Mother Told You? - 2
by Johndough (no address provided)

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Amanda's journey continues in part two. (MMf, ped, 
inc, 1st, mast)

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PART 2

Angela arrived at the back door of EVE'S HEALTH SPA 
promptly at 8 and Jim Barnes opened the door to let 
her in. He told her to bring her bike in and put it in 
the small storage area near the door.

They went into his office and he placed a three page 
form in front of her and told her to fill it out. She 
started with the usual name, address and phone number 
and then turned to page two. Jim leaned over and 
pointed to the small lines at the end of each 
paragraph.

"No need to read it all right now as time is really 
tight today so just initial on the lines and I will 
give you a copy to take home and read later. Basically 
it says that Eve's is like Las Vegas. What happens at 
Eve's stays at Eve's. We respect the confidentiality 
of our customers and that means you respect it as 
well."

She rushed through her initialing and turned to the 
last page where there was a long paragraph with a 
place for her signature and date at the bottom.

"We have security cameras throughout the club for the 
protection of both our clients and our employees. 
Sometimes our clients want to take home memories of 
their visit so this is a release that allows us to 
give them their tapes if you happen to be included on 
some of them."

Angela signed it and dated it.

"All right, let's go up to the audition room," Jim 
said. 

He picked up her application and led her up the 
backstairs to a long hallway with massage rooms on 
both sides.

He took her to a door that said "OFF LIMITS – 
MASSEUSES ONLY" and led her inside. There was a shower 
room at the far end with no curtain, three makeup 
mirrors along one wall and a bank of lockers on the 
other.

"This is where you report for duty and freshen up 
between clients. Just pick a locker and put all your 
clothes and backpack in there. Here is a combination 
lock you can use that is set to a simple combination 
of 1-2-3-4. Just enter those numbers in the roller on 
the bottom and it opens right up. If you get the job 
you will need to get your own lock but remember to get 
one with a combination because you will have nowhere 
to carry a key."

Angela looked around for a linen closet with uniforms 
or a hamper for dirty ones but there was nothing.

"But where are the uniforms?"

"Hasn't your mother told you? Masseuses don't wear 
uniforms. With all the various massage oils and 
lotions you use any clothes would be ruined. So 
masseuses work in the nude. Now move along because we 
have a client waiting for you to audition with."

It took a moment for it to sink in that Jim Barnes 
wasn't going to give her any privacy so she just 
concentrated on the phrase "you could make thousands" 
and put her sandals, shorts and bikini in the locker 
and hoped he would approve of her. He gave her a big 
smile and said, "You are magnificent. Just like your 
mother. You could definitely make a lot of money in 
this line of work. Now let's go meet your first 
client."

They went into the corridor and started down to the 
one room with an open door.

"We wanted to make you as comfortable as possible for 
your audition so someone you know volunteered to be 
your client. You remember Mr. Porter from school, 
don't you?"

As he finished they entered the open door where an 
equally naked phy ed and sex ed teacher, Bob Porter 
was lying on his back with his thick 8 inch manhood 
there for all to see, especially his former student 
Angela. When he saw her his cock immediately began to 
stiffen and rise to attention.

"Hello, Mr. Porter," Angela said to his cock since she 
couldn't take her eyes off it. How many times in class 
had he talked of penises and erections and she had 
fantasized seeing his penis with an erection and now 
that it was happening it was even bigger than she 
imagined.

"Oh, please, Angela, call me Bob. You're not my 
student anymore. In fact you are through with Middle 
School and off to High School next year."

"Hasn't your mother told you that we all go by first 
names here?" asked Jim Barnes.

"We never really talked about it."

"Once you have arrived and met your client it is 
customary for the client to roll over on his stomach 
and have his back massaged first but I see you are 
going to have the same problem your mother has. The 
sight of her gives her clients an immediate erection 
and rolling over on that can be very painful for a 
man. Therefore it is your duty as a masseuse and the 
cause of the problem to alleviate it before beginning 
the massage."

"How?"

"Hasn't your mother told you what to do with boys with 
hard cocks? You take hold of it firmly and stroke it 
up and down until he orgasms and relives the pressure 
inside so he can roll over on it."

Angela stepped forward and reached out her small hand 
and wrapped it around this member she had spent hours 
dreaming about. She gripped it firmly but with as 
little squeezing as she could and slid her hand up to 
the big purple head and back to its hairy base. She 
was amazed at how the skin just slid along over the 
erection inside. It felt so warm and alive and 
wonderful.

"Like this?"

"Just like that," Bob said, "you are a natural at 
this. Are you sure your mother hasn't had a few 
clients over to your house that you practiced on."

"No one. I've never touched a penis before."

"Here at the club it is better to say cock," Jim said 
from his seat by the door. "We are a place for fun and 
relaxation. Penises and vaginas are fine for the 
classroom or clinic where they are spoken of in the 
abstract but there is no abstract here so we have 
cocks and pussies. There are some words we object to 
out of hand like cunt and slut. Those are put down 
words and have no place in an atmosphere of equals so 
if a client calls your sex a cunt remind him that it 
is a pussy. If he calls you a slut tell him in no 
uncertain terms that you are a masseuse."

All the time he was telling him this Angela was 
stroking Bob's hard cock.

"Do you remember from class why men get erections, 
Angela?" he asked.

"So they can put it inside a woman during sexual 
intercourse—"

"Oh, my, another clinical classroom term," Jim said. 
"Angela this is a place for fun and the fun word is 
fucking so feel free to call it that."

Angela nodded.

"So he can fuck a woman with it."

"And what is the goal of fucking—beyond its great 
pleasure."

"So that the man will ejac—I mean cum and shoot his 
sperm into the woman to create a baby."

"In class when a man does to himself what you are 
doing now we called in masturbation just like when you 
rub yourself. Around here that is called jacking off. 
No one jacks off here at the club, do they, Jim. Not 
when they can enjoy a handjob from the masseuse. That 
is what you are doing now—a handjob. At home when you 
masturbate when do you stop?"

"When I have an orgasm, I mean, when I cum."

"That is the same goal here, to make me cum. But what 
happens when man cums?"

"His sperm shoots out."

"Actually it is semen, a mixture of sperm and a 
special liquid to carry it. Around here we just call 
it cum. The point is that I am about to shoot off a 
big load of cum which is normally contained by a 
pussy. If it isn't contained it makes a big mess that 
has to be cleaned up before the massage can begin so 
you need to let me shoot it into your mouth and 
swallow it so we don't mess up the room and 
ourselves."

"What?"

"Hasn't your mother told you about swallowing a man's 
cum or using your mouth instead of your hand to make 
him cum which is known as a blowjob?" Jim asked.

"Well, she's not going to let me go with boys until 
I'm 16 so I guess she will tell me this stuff then."

"We don't have time to wait, my dear, Bob is getting 
very close to cumming so that he can lose that 
erection and roll on to his stomach so get your mouth 
on it and catch it all and swallow it. Don't let any 
slip out. You do want to pass this audition, don't 
you?"

Angela bent over and took as much of his cock in her 
mouth as she could and began sucking on it like a 
straw.

"You don't have to suck on it, Angela, I will be 
squirting enough not to need any suction. Just keep 
running your tongue around the head. In fact, pull 
back so that your lips are sealed around the head and 
keep your hand rubbing up and down, just like that, oh 
that is so good—get ready—here it comes!"

Angela's mouth was suddenly filled with this substance 
that was thicker than water, more like cream but salty 
and tangy. She didn't have time to decide whether she 
liked it or not she just swallowed so it wouldn't leak 
out and ruin her audition. She continued swallowing 
until he stopped jerking. Then she did something 
totally instinctual, placed the tips of her fingers on 
the tube under his penis that is cum moved through and 
gently squeezed from the base to the tip like she was 
emptying a tube of ketchup and trying to get every 
last bit. She did that two more times until she was 
satisfied she had gotten every last drop. She let his 
limp member slide out of her mouth and then licked it 
until it was clean.

"I'd say she passed that with an A , Jim," Bob said 
rolling over on his stomach.

"Looked good to me. Now, Angela, you start by 
massaging his buttocks and then down each leg making 
sure to rub every muscle thoroughly to get out any 
kinks or knots. Start with the leg closest to you and 
then go around to the other side and work on the other 
leg."

She spent three minutes on each leg which seemed to 
satisfy both Jim and Bob.

"Now do his arm on that side, then move up and do his 
neck and the back of his head and then move around to 
the other arm."

This process took her about 10 minutes total. 

"Now use the stool and climb up over the client and 
sit on his buttocks because it is best to work his 
back as a whole and symmetrically. Don't worry. Men 
love having an attractive masseuse sitting on them, 
don't they, Bob?"

"Absolutely," he replied thinking that he needed to 
tell Jim to stop making his masseuses shave. There was 
something very erotic about Angela's bush nestling 
right at the top of his butt crack and tickling him in 
a most erotic way.

Angela spent five minutes doing his back and then it 
was time to dismount and have Bob rolled over on his 
back.

"Now start with the hip closest to you and beginning 
at his waist move on down to his foot then go around 
and do the same thing on the other side."

Angela spent slightly more time with the front than 
his buttock especially when she was working the 
muscles around the base of his cock. She loved to 
stroke his thick black bush. It was just as thrilling 
to work his inner thigh where she let her hand graze 
his ball sack a little more often than necessary. She 
was reminded that that was his sperm factory and she 
found herself actually craving more of his juice.

"Now just like before work the arm closest to you then 
his face and then the other arm."

It took longer on his face than the back of his head 
because there were so many muscles but 15 minutes 
later she had finished.

"Now all that remains is his torso so climb up and 
straddle him like you did before."

Bob Porter was now fully erect again but Jim hadn't 
said anything about doing a handjob or a blowjob so 
she got up and straddled him and held her pussy over 
his erection.

"Well, sit down."

"But I don't want to hurt his cock bending it down or 
pushing it up into his stomach."

"Hasn't your mother told you where she puts an erect 
penis when it is in the way? There is a perfectly 
natural place for it. One that also helps you to stay 
on top of him while you work."

"You mean she puts it in her pussy?"

"Most perfect solution in the world?"

"But isn't that sex? I'm still a virgin. And my period 
ended two weeks ago. Didn't you teach us that our most 
fertile time was around two weeks after a period 
ended?"

"You are here as a masseuse not a whore so you are 
just doing the most expedient thing to move your job 
along. You aren't here to have sex. Now take Bob's 
cock and put it out of the way in the most convenient 
place for both of you and finish massaging his torso."

Angela reached down and lined the rock hard member up 
with her slit that was now slopping wet with her own 
juices and slid the head of the large cock along it to 
get it lubricated. Then she aimed it at the entrance 
to her most private place and lowered herself. She 
gasped as the head fully popped into her and lowered 
herself some more. She anticipated the tear of her 
hymen but soon she was all the way down with her blond 
bus mingling with his black one. Then she remembered 
the shower with Tom and Barb and the flash of pain as 
Tom's fingers slipped deeper within her. He had torn 
her hymen after all. She was actually grateful to him. 

Now that she was fully impaled she leaned forward and 
concentrated on the massage at hand. Five long minutes 
later she had finished his torso. She had also had two 
small orgasms and was working hard not to fuck the 
beautiful prick within her.

Just when she thought she was done and could get the 
baby-making monster out of her belly Jim spoke up.

"And now it is time for your finally duty, massaging 
his cock with your pussy. Play with those pussy 
muscles. Squeeze him. Move up and down on him. Massage 
every inch of that hard cock and make him feel better 
than he has the entire session."

Angela was happy to comply and began to feel her 
former teacher up with her pussy. She slowly lifted up 
while she squeezed and then when only his head was in 
her slid back down filling her pussy.

"How am I doing, Bob?"

"Beautifully."

"Are you sure this isn't fucking?"

"Well, it is pretty close. Fucking involves both 
parties participating."

"How do you mean?"

"Well the man is actively involved like this—"

He cupped her ass cheeks with his hands and started to 
buck his hips up into her taking over the rhythm of 
their fucking. Angela responded with an orgasm 
immediately. Bob kept going until she built up to her 
second orgasm and then he erupted inside. His organ 
swelling and twitching accompanied by her insides 
seeming to turn to liquid put her over the edge with 
the biggest orgasm of her young life.

"Oh, my god, we just fucked! I'm sorry, Mr. Barnes."

"Sorry? Why? You passed the audition with flying 
colors. Your mother was 14 when she auditioned here. I 
was her client back then. Nine months before you were 
born."

It took a few minutes before the words he had just 
uttered sunk in.

"Hasn't your mother told you who your father is?"

Angela looked up at him in confusion.

"Dad?"

"Hi, honey."

"But you just watched me have sex and didn't stop it."

"Why would I stop it? A good masseuse is prepared to 
go all the way. It is one of the clauses you initialed 
in your application. You are hired by the way and your 
next client is me. Bob will stay and observe."

As he started undressing right in front of her she 
lifted herself off of Bob and reached between her legs 
to cup her pussy to stop the goo running out of her.

"You came in me?"

"Same time you were climaxing, Amanda. Now you know 
what sex is all about."

"But you weren't wearing a condom!"

Jim came to his defense.

"You really need to learn to read what you are 
signing. Condoms are never used at the club and pussy 
massages are mandatory for all clients. In fact that 
is the skill I am going to work with you on right 
now."

Both his head and chest hair were grey but his pubic 
hair was still dark brown with strands of gray 
interwoven. Bob got off the massage bed as Jim took 
his place. Angela stood there with her hand still 
cupped over her crotch catching excess cum as it oozed 
out of her. 

"Your mother just drinks it and licks her fingers 
clean," Jim said as his pride and joy rose to its full 
11 inches of rock hard glory. "Now climb up on me and 
show me what skills you have inherited from her."

Angela was awed by the sight of her father's cock and 
wasted no time climbing over him and lowering herself 
onto him as far as she was comfortable. She felt 
bloated but there was still a quarter of him outside 
her. She squeezed him as best she could and rose up 
and then back down where she was able to take another 
half inch more.

"Just keep doing what you're doing and relax and soon 
you will have all of it inside you."

Three more times she went up and down and then she was 
rewarded with the feeling of her clit mashed between 
their pelvic bones and the business end of his cock 
was kissing the entrance to her womb at her cervix. 
She did her best to ripple her pussy muscles along his 
cock as though trying to milk it.

"Oh, yes, Angela, you are a natural! Just like your 
mother! Keep doing that. You have the pussy of a 
masseuse no question about it."

"This was really mom's first cock?"
 
"And last for a month. I would have let her start 
working right away but she said she had to think about 
it. A month later she found out she was pregnant and 
came back for a job. Eight months later you came 
along."

"If she has been fuck---I mean doing pussy massages 
for all this time how come I don't have any brothers 
or sisters?"

"She went on birth control after you were born."

Angela just nodded and started to ride her new found 
parent as though she really meant it.  Soon she 
experience mutual orgasm of the incestuous kind and 
decided she would have to have many more of them.

"I can start immediately," she said rising off him and 
catching their mutual ooze in her hand.

"I hoped you might say that. I booked you with twelve 
clients today. Interestingly enough only two want the 
full massage you gave Bob. The rest just want pussy 
massages."

Angela cleaned her hand off and smiled.

"A full body massage is $75 and includes handjobs and 
pussy massages. A handjob is $10 by itself. Pussy 
massages are $60. And much faster so you can do more. 
By the time this evening is over you should have $750. 
When it gets closer to payday the guys can only afford 
handjobs but the factory payday was yesterday so we 
have lots of call for pussy massages. Go take a shower 
and have some lunch you start at one. Most of your 
clients are your mother's so I am sure they will treat 
you with the utmost respect."

As she showered, Angela thought of her redheaded 
friend Susie who was 6 months older than her and had 
told Angela that her mother had taken her to the 
doctor on her 14th birthday and put her on the pill. 
Of course, she didn't have a boyfriend and was told 
the same thing that Angela was, she would have to wait 
until she was 16 to date. But hormones were hormones 
and redheaded Susie was as filled out as Angela and 
the males of the species were certainly sniffing 
around which was why her mother thought it was better 
safe than sorry.

She thought Susie could come and audition Monday and 
the two of them could work together. With her red hair 
and green eyes Susie was drawing as much attention 
from the opposite sex as Angela. She could probably 
make big money, too.

Lunch was over and her first client was waiting. He 
was John and he was a middle aged salesman with a 
gross belly and Angela began to have second thoughts 
but she had agreed to do a job and she would keep her 
agreement. Luckily John was a quick cummer and she was 
off to client number two who was an average Joe—which 
was fine because that was his name.

She went to take a shower and rinse out as much sperm 
from her pussy as she could before going on to her 
next client a big black man named Rudy who was also 
big in the one department she had to deal with and he 
was also a large cummer. As she showered afterward she 
couldn't help wondering if she would become pregnant 
like her mother had. What would they say if she had a 
half black baby—something entirely possible in her 
eyes because he was in so deep it felt like his semen 
was squirting right through to her uterus--?

Or a half Asian one as her next client was named Lee 
and appeared to be Japanese or Chinese or Korean, she 
had no idea how to tell them apart.

The remaining clientele came and went without being 
particularly remarkable. Except for a man called Mark 
who was in his mid-thirties, an age she had imagined 
her father would be until she had met Jim. Mark stood 
out because of his red hair. It was almost the same 
shade as Susie's. She had never met her parents but 
one of them must have red hair. The client was most 
appreciative of her services and complemented her on 
the remarkable use she made of her pussy muscles in 
caressing his cock. It had been an exquisite 
experience and he tipped her $20 on top of her $50 
fee.

When her final client finished and she showered and 
dressed she went to find her dad. Jim was in his 
office doing paperwork.

"$770—very impressive for a first day's work," he said 
with a note of admiration.

"I was wondering if I could sleep here since I am not 
due at my friend Susie's until tomorrow morning—and 
since it is summer vacation I was thinking Susie could 
use some extra money if you could arrange an audition 
for her Monday morning."

"We will be glad to give auditions to any of your 
friends. It is good for a woman to have her own means 
of making money. But I can't let you sleep here. It's 
against club policy."

"Oh," Angela said crestfallen.

"So I will just have to take you home with me."

Angela beamed and ran behind his desk and gave him a 
big hug and kissed him on the cheek. 

It turned out Jim lived in a one bedroom apartment 
with one bed. Angela had no trouble crawling naked 
under the covers with him.

"I know what I do is massage but will you teach me 
about sex."

"It is basically the same but like Bob said earlier 
there is more participation from the man."

With that he kissed her in a most unfatherly way. It 
took Angela a moment to figure out how to respond but 
she was soon giving back as good as she got. As their 
lips locked his hands explored her breasts and belly 
and butt and pussy. She ran her hands through his 
chest hair and across his taught belly and felt the 
cock that had taken her mother's virginity and the 
balls that produced the seed that created her.

Soon he rolled her on her back and then moved on top 
of her and between her legs. She had been massaging 
cocks with her pussy all day but she was always on top 
and setting the pace. This was so different. This was 
sex, with her father. But it didn't matter because it 
felt so different than work. So much better. 
Especially when he slid that huge cock into her and 
took over the role of pace setter.

He began with long slow strokes and brought her to 
orgasm twice before his sped up and she felt that now 
familiar swelling and twitching of an orgasming cock 
in her pussy. Her 15th satisfied cock in her first 
day—even if it was a repeat customer…

In the morning he woke her up with a gentle fuck and 
they took turns in his small shower. He took her out 
for a hearty breakfast and when they got home she told 
him she would see him at work the next day. Then she 
was on her bike and heading for Susie's.

When she arrived she met Susie's mom, a good looking 
brunette at the door. 

"Susie, just went down to the corner store for some 
milk. Why don't you take your bike into the garage, 
her dad is working on the car. Just come in through 
the kitchen door."

Susie rode around where she saw a man working under 
the hood of a car. She parked her bike and said, 
"Hello, I'm Susie's friend Angela."

A familiar redheaded face peered around the hood.

"Mark?" she whispered. He had a look of absolute 
terror on his face. "Don't worry—what happens at the 
club stays at the club. I sure won't tell anyone. By 
the way I talked to the boss about Susie getting a 
job. I made $770 yesterday and that was my first day."

Mark sputtered, "Susie? Massage? $700... Let me think 
about it. Her mother can't know."

"Fine by me," Angela said cheerily and went into the 
house thinking this would definitely be an interesting 
week.

END

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The author does not condone child abuse, this story is 
meant as an erotic fantasy not depicting anything in 
real life. Anyone acting out such scenarios in "real 
life" can look forward to many unproductive years 
getting it up the butt by a fellow convict in their 
local prison system.
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