Novel & Cerita Backdoor Massage

Noah's eyes closed. "Noah, breathe into the pressure," Mike guided, targeting a stubborn spot on his lower back. Noah sighed contentedly as the masseuse's hands eased the tightness in his shoulders. Sophia's eyes drifted closed, her face relaxed, as her therapist worked out the kinks in her neck and back. Noah exhaled slowly, feeling the tension release. Rachel transitioned to deeper strokes, targeting Sophia's lower back. Sophia's body tensed slightly. "Trust me, Sophia. Let go."

“Ah!” The sudden jolt of intense, aching relief made Adora cry out. She whipped around and snapped, “Louis Walker, what the hell are you doing? Are you seriously trying something right now?” “So dramatic.” Louis remained perfectly calm, giving her a side glance. “That’s a pressure point near your hip. It helps relieve lower back tension. You’re the one with the dirty mind.” Adora was left speechless. Louis continued the massage, his knuckles pressing methodically and precisely into each point, cool and firm, his demeanor focused and professional, clearly not driven by anything improper.

That right there was the best kind of response I could get from someone. I’d only gotten it once before during my practical placements through college. Getting it again with Marissa made me a little giddy and lightheaded. Eventually, she called me back into the room, and I showed her some arm and back stretches that would help her out, along with how to use a tennis ball on her chest to work out some tension. It wasn’t perfect, but it would hold her over if things got really tense before she could get another massage.

My hand held the edge of the table and I was laying straight on the bubble without my body falling through gravity. “Nice powers,” I said, and he chuckled, spreading my legs. He got in between my legs and started massaging my back. I trusted him and remove my hand from the tub, and I didn’t fall. He pressed one area into my spine and we both heard a loud crack. “Your back is stiff,” he said. “Well, I didn’t have my personal masseur with me,” I said. He gives me massage before and he is very good at it. “There are spas all around,” he said, going to my lower back.

The massage therapist was only into females. He felt her hand tighten around him as she gripped him and began moving her hand. As she was moaning and getting a little louder than he wanted her to be when doing a session, he moved closer and leaned down, “Quiet now, but I will find something to put in your mouth.”

Guess, I really did need the massage. Shifting his body backward, Draven’s strong hands slowly migrated their attentions downward to my back, then outward to my hips and then around my outer butt cheeks. He adjusted his movements to hold a cheek in each hand, using his powerful thumbs to massage and caress the underside of both my buttocks in a broad sweeping motion, first gently and then kneading more deeply into the tissue below. Draven’s focus on my butt cheeks generated a very sensual feeling, each circular motion indirectly squeezing and rubbing together the folds between my legs.

His hands smoothed up my spine before gathering both wrists in one firm grip. "You'll stay still," he commanded as his other hand kneaded the globes of my ass. I yelped as his teeth sunk into the curve of my ass. Then he soothed the mark with his tongue. He poured something cool and slick between my cheeks “What’s that?” “Relax, it’s massage oil.” Massage oil? What’s he doing with that? Noah began working it into my skin with deliberate, kneading strokes. His thumbs pressed into the dimples at the base of my spine before sliding down to trace the crease of my thighs.

I start moaning because it feels good. Heat starts pooling between my thighs and I try not to squirm too much so he will not notice I am getting horny from the massage. I could feel something poking me in the back and I knew it was his dick. It seems like I was not the only one feeling something from the massage, I smile and I ama bout to say something when there is a knock on the door.

He laughed lightly. He went out of the room, coming back a few moments later with a massage oil. "Remove your hoodie and Iay on you stomach." I nodded doing as he said. He sat on my ass before applying a generous amount of oil on my back. I shuddered from the cold feeling as he began kneading and smoothing out my back. It felt amazing as though the tension was leaving my body. Aaron's touch and pheromones were doing miracles on the pain. "Ahh." I moaned as he worked on my shoulders. "I would appreciate it if you didn't make noises such as those." Aaron whispered, planting kisses on my back. "It feels amazing." I moaned out softly.

"Sir, when will this be over? I really can't take it any longer." "Hang in there. It'll be over soon." He repositioned me so I was lying on my side. He lifted one of my legs up high and bent it, holding it against him. With his other hand, he kept massaging my plump bottom, rubbing and squeezing it repeatedly. This man was clearly being inappropriate. What kind of bone-setting therapy was this? Still, the massage made me feel like I was on cloud nine. A rich warmth seemed to flow through my body. Under his strong hands, I felt like I could come apart any moment.