“Coach! Danny is on the ground and having trouble getting up!” Declan yelled to Coach.

Coach ran over to Danny and saw him writhing in pain on the ground.  “What happened, Danny?” Coach asked.

“Oh damn, Coach.  I turned too quickly as I pivoted to get around Declan.  I think I pulled something,” Danny said.

“Show me where it hurts,” Coach said.  Danny rubbed his upper inside thigh showing the Coach where the strain was.

“Just as I thought.   Buddy, you have a pulled groin muscle.  The bad part is that it hurts like hell.  The good news is that massage can really help the recovery.”

“Hey, my mom’s turn in the locker room is today, and she is a massage therapist.  Maybe she can help,” Jiro said.

“OK, men, today you have to clean up after yourselves.  No towels on the floor.  No jockstraps left behind.  We need Jiro’s mom giving her full attention to Danny, so that he is ready to play on Saturday.  Understood?” Coach commanded.

“Yes, Coach,” they all responded.

The team managed to get Danny back into the locker room.  “Lay him on the table back in the therapy room,” Coach said.  “I’ll see if Jiro’s mom is available.”

The old school locker room never had a therapy room before.  But Coach figured out that the moms liked seeing him naked, too, so he started showering with the guys.  His private shower in his office got transformed into a therapy room for minor injuries.

Coach found Akira getting settled in the locker room.  Akira’s trim body fit nicely in her workout tights.  Standing at 5’4”, Akira worked out regularly and maintained a perfectly proportioned body.

“Hi Akira, we have a situation that I was wondering if you could help us with,” Coach said.

“I would be happy to help.  What do you need?” Akira asked cheerfully.  “You know I’ll do anything to help the team.”

“Danny pulled his groin muscle, and Jiro said that you know massage.”

“Danny?” she asked.  “Are you kidding? Um, well of course. I learned massage back home in Japan.  I am a certified massage therapist.  Legs are my specialty!” she joked.

“Great!  Please work your magic on Danny.  We need him back in action for the weekend game.  He’s back in the therapy room waiting for you.”

“I’m on it, Coach!  I’ll work my magic to make him good as new,” Akira said as she hurried towards the therapy room.  Once she got there, she found Danny laying on the therapy table.  His grimaced face told her all she needed to know.  He was in extreme pain.

“Danny, let me help you.  I’ve seen a thousand of these injuries, and I know exactly how to treat it.”

“I hope so.  It hurts so much.  I don’t know how I will be able to play on Saturday.  I don’t want to let the guys down.” 

“I’m willing to do whatever it takes to get you back to normal.  Here, let me help you get out of these clothes,” Akira said.

“I’m afraid I’m all sweaty and smelly,” Danny said apologetically.

“You really do!  It must have been a pretty intense practice.  You smell like a man, which is very sexy,” Akira said with a smile.  “Nevertheless, let’s get you cleaned up.  The warm water will help warm up the muscles as well.”

Akira helped Danny sit up.  He was able to pull the shirt over his head, but it hurt for him to bend over to do anything else.

“Mrs. Ito, can you help me?” he said with a pained look in his face.

“Of course, Danny,” she said.  Akira untied his shoelaces and gently removed his shoes.  As she pulled his socks off, she gently rubbed each foot allowing her slender fingers to run between his toes.

“Danny, you’re going to have to lift up your hips for me,” she said as she gripped the waistband of his shorts.  He complied, allowing Akira to get the sweaty shorts off his body leaving him in his jockstrap.

“I’m sorry, honey, but this has to go too,” she said.  Once again, he managed to lift himself up, so she could pull the jockstrap off.

“I know you have seen me naked lots of times, Mrs. Ito, but this is kind of weird for me,” Danny said.  “Whenever you’re here, you’re busy cleaning things up, and I am standing at a distance showering or changing.  But here.  It’s like I’m under a microscope.  I mean, I am right next to you.  And I am naked.”

“Yes, Danny.  I noticed,” she said with a sparkle in her eye.  “Listen, I’m a massage therapist, Danny.  No offense, but this is just another day at work.”

“Maybe for you, but this is not normal for me,” Danny said.

“You’ll get used to it.  All my clients do,” she said. 

Akira reached over to run the shower that is against the wall next to them.  The spray attachment was open, aimed right at her, and got her wet. 

“Oh shit! I don’t have a change of clothes.  Hmmm, Danny do you mind?” she asked as she closed the door and quickly locked it.  Danny looked confused.

“Do I mind what?”

As the words were leaving his mouth, Akira was stripping off her clothes right in front of him.  “Sweety, I cannot go home in wet clothes.  So, if I can be comfortable naked in here, so can you.”

Danny turned his head just as Akira was pulling down her pink lace panties.  His face was eye level with Akira’s toned body and just inches from her trimmed pubic hair and tight vagina.  He looked up and saw her ample breasts.  “Mrs. Ito, I really wasn’t complaining.  Especially now!”

“Hush!  Now lay back down as I clean you off,” she said as she grabbed the handheld shower and began washing the sweaty 18-year-old body.  Akira began rinsing him head to toe.  Pouring a handful of body wash in her hand, she began washing his chest, arms, and armpits.  Danny kept his eyes closed and smiled as her small hands quickly slid across his chest.  With each reach across his chest, he could feel her untrimmed pubes brush against the back of his hand at his side.  He pushed back and turned his hand so that his fingers casually tugged at the short hairs.

Akira jumped back.

“I’m sorry, Mrs. Ito,” Danny said.  “I didn’t mean to, I mean, I don’t know what I was thinking.”

“Danny, don’t apologize dear.  It’s just that, well…” she started to say.

“What?” Danny asked.

“May I be perfectly honest with you Danny?  You have to swear not to tell anyone, especially my son,” she insisted.

“Of course.  What is it?”

“Danny, sweetheart, I noticed you from the first day of practice when the moms started in the locker room.  I first saw your sweet, innocent face.  You came into the locker room so cheerful and carefree.  You didn’t seem to mind the fact that all these moms were there.”

“It was an act. I was scared to death!” he said.

“Well, I watched you as you found your locker and tossed your backpack in it.  You removed your shirt.  Your chest was hairless except for some hair under your armpits.  You kicked off your shoes and tugged your socks off.  Your jeans were so tight that you peeled them down your legs leaving them inside out.  You stood up with such confidence standing only in your underwear as you fixed your jeans and hung them up.  You glanced over, and we made eye contact.  You gave me a slight smile and a kind nod.”

“I know.  But I didn’t know if you noticed how I was looking at you,” Danny said sheepishly.

“I did, but I thought my mind was playing games.  I mean, why would a beautiful 18-year-old boy pay attention to a middle-aged mother?”

“Well, because you’re superhot,” Danny said.

“You are so sweet, Danny. But that day I couldn’t take my eyes off you.  You hung up your jeans and paused for just a second as you stared into the locker.  I could see you inhale deeply as you slipped your fingers into the waistband of your underwear.  They were baby blue.  I remember them so well.  You finally pulled your underwear down and off your feet.  I saw your magnificent penis for the first time.  You stood up straight with your penis pushing out, tucked in that untrimmed brown pubic bush.  You stood there unconcerned about who might see you.  You looked over at me staring at you.   We made eye contact as you gave your cock a quick tug.  I looked down at your penis, and it seemed to be growing.”

“It was growing.  I couldn’t help it, as I looked at you looking at me.  I had to quickly put my jockstrap on before my mom looked over and saw me,” he said.  “That first day was crazy with all of our moms in there.”

“Danny, I knew from that moment that I needed to be with you.  I didn’t know how or when it would happen.  But here we are. Finally.”

“Mrs. Ito, I had the same feeling.  When I heard that you were helping in the locker room today, I knew I had to have you.  So, I faked this groin injury.”

“What?  Oh my God!  You are fine?”

“Why don’t you examine it just to make sure,” Danny said as he reached behind Akira and rubbed her bare ass. 

“Maybe you should be doing the inspection,” she suggested.  Akira climbed up on the massage table and hovered over Danny’s nude body.  Her pussy was positioned above his face, and her hungry mouth was inches over Danny’s penis.  She lowered her pelvis and rubbed his face with her pubic hair making circular movements.  She teased him, periodically lowering her pussy onto his face.  He took quick licks with his tongue like a fish after bait.

Akira couldn’t take it any longer.  She broke the heightened sexual tension by lowering her vagina onto Danny’s face.  He reached up to her hips and guided her pussy right over his mouth.  Danny opened his mouth and began eating out Akira’s pussy with his flattened tongue.  She kept grinding her pussy over his mouth as he expertly inserted his tongue inside the subject of his regular masturbation sessions. He no longer had to imagine what she looks like naked.  He no longer had to imagine what she tastes like.  He was feasting on her wet, hot pussy.  Her sticky juices covered Danny’s face.  Akira arched her back, and her head fell backwards as she was under the spell of Danny’s 18-year-old magical sexual energy.

Danny never slowed down.  He licked her wildly, and eventually Akira was able to home in on Danny’s nine-inch hard cock that was slammed upright against his stomach.  She lowered her face and licked alongside his balls.  First the left side.  Then the right side.  His legs stiffened.  She moved her tongue around his balls and swallowed them inside her mouth.  Danny moaned as he continued licking Akira’s pussy. 

Akira was in ecstasy from one end of her body to the other.  Her left hand was supporting her body as she used her right hand to grab his thick, engorged penis and guide it into her mouth.  Now with both hands at his side, she sucked his cock in and out while doing pushups over his taut, muscular body.  Akira read Danny’s body and could tell that the first of multiple explosions would be coming.  She increased the pace of her sucking until Danny couldn’t help himself and unleashed his load of hot, creamy sperm into Akira’s mouth.  Akira knew how to handle big loads and swallowed every drop.  Danny’s body went limp, and his tongue relaxed as did his cock.  Akira slowly climbed off Danny’s sweaty body and stood alongside the massage table.  She leaned in and kissed Danny.  He managed to wrap his arms around her. 

“That was amazing, Mrs. Ito,” he said in a whisper.

“It was, indeed, baby, but you came here for a massage,” she said.

Akira began massaging Danny’s feet.  With both hands kneading his foot, she sucked on his toes. Danny popped his head up to see what she was doing that gave him these new sensations.

“Mrs. Ito, I’ve ever had a girlfriend do that to me.  Wow!”

“It’s a combination of technical training and, well, instinct. You have amazing feet. I just need to taste them.  I need to taste your entire body.”

Akira’s fingers crawled up Danny’s ankles, then calves, and finally his thighs.  She worked them masterfully, drawing on her extensive training and experience.  Danny’s six inches of soft manhood laid on its side.  As Akira’s hands got closer to his cock, she could see it start to grow slightly.  The penis head was peeking out of its foreskin.  She gently rolled his balls between her fingers forcing the penis head to make its full appearance as it stiffened.  She playfully pulled her red fingernails tease the underside of his cock causing him to again look up to see her technique.

“Mrs. Ito, you’re driving me insane,” Danny said.

“Really, Danny?  I’m only getting started,” she said as she mounted him.  Akira dropped her body over his and gently kissed his lips.  Danny wrapped his arms around her and pushed his tongue into her mouth.  His right hand dropped down and squeezed her ass.  His hand slipped between her cheeks and rubbed her asshole.  She responded with deep, wet kisses.

Akira broke loose from his grip to pull her torso up enough for her to reach down and grab his now hard nine-inch cock and guide it into her wet, hot pussy.  She struggled to fit his thickness in her tight pussy.  She wiggled and reached down to force her vagina open.  Her slickness allowed him to finally insert himself fully into Akira.  Once she was stretched out enough, she began riding his cock like a pro.  Danny’s thrusts synced with hers as their bodies slammed into each other with the force of lovers.

Danny lasted 10 minutes before he couldn’t hold back any longer.  Exhausted, Danny laid still as Akira continued thrusting her body on top of his cock.  Akira felt his warm semen quickly filling her body in six successive bolts of energy.  Danny’s face mirrored what he was feeling inside.  He had never experienced that kind of lovemaking, especially with an older woman who was the object of his desire.  Akira collapsed into Danny’s arms.

“Mrs. Ito, how is Danny doing?” Coach was shouting through the locked door.

“He’ll be ready for Saturday’s game, Coach.  He’s better, but I think he’ll need weekly massages to prevent any further injury.”

“The therapy room is available anytime you need it, Mrs. Ito. You’re the best!” Coach said.

“She sure is,” Danny said.