Backdoor Massage Novels & Stories

They felt like hot iron against her skin. Drave began the massage, his touch heavy and rhythmic. He didn't use oil yet. He wanted her to feel the friction of his rough skin. He began at the base of her skull, his thumbs kneading the tight cords of her neck with a slow, grinding pressure. He moved downward, his hands spanning the entire width of her back. Every slide of his palms was a slow, agonizing crawl. He felt her spine under his touch, tracing every vertebra as she shivered beneath him.

Wіthоut mу реrmіѕѕіоn, by bоdу starts tо respond, waking uр underneath hіѕ tоuсh. Hе wоrkѕ his wау uр my nесk аnd ѕhоuldеrѕ. He begins tо massage thе bаѕе of mу skull, releasing thе tеnѕіоn from thе dау. It ѕеndѕ ѕhіvеrѕ uр and dоwn my spine.

“So, except from being a gigolo, I am also a masseur. I am a professional massage therapist.” I was gyrated. Something inside me was loving what she was hearing. “Oh really? Tell me more please.” “So, I have learnt about a few sexual tensed areas in a woman’s body.” “Interesting!” I crossed my legs and continued listening attentively. “So, to put my woman in the mood, I offer the best and most relaxing massage service. I use body oil to rub all over her body and touch areas that would leave her clitoris want to be eaten. Some light teasing that would make her nipples so hard, she would think that they want to fall out. I would also use some deep tissue massage to relax her tension so her bod

He came to me and kissed me deeply, then stripped me naked and told me to lay down on my front. I could hear him, as he started pouring the baby oil on his hands then starting to rub my back sensually. He was putting on just the right amount of pressure, making me moan in delights. "Damn Nate, you're so good at this. I think you might just be a masseuse in your past life...." He chuckled and kept on massaging my shoulder then along my back. I could feel the bed dipped, as he got on top of me and straddled my thighs. Then he massages my arm one by one, making me relax.

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They weren't talking about him anymore, discussing something about the Physics syllabus instead, so I tuned them out and focused on turning Holly into a puddle of jello beneath my hands. By now I was actually wrapping up the end of the massage. I gave so many backrubs I had developed a routine and was winding down to the end. Completing the final set of firm moves, I let up on the pressure and gave pretty much every square inch of Holly's bare-naked back a gentle caress. I trailed my fingertips downward, ever so gently ticklish to make her quiver. And I finished up by bending over and giving her a teasing kiss on the back of her neck, precisely on the small tattoo of some kind of weird, vagu

The thick, raw scent of his excitement filled my nose, making my chest heave with every breath. Behind me, the Black man was doing magic with his hands. He rubbed the thick oil into my lower back, his palms moving in deep, heavy circles before sliding down to massage my ass. He gripped the fleshy cheeks, squeezing and kneading them like dough. The pressure was intense, melting away all the stiffness from the plane crash. But it wasn't just a massage. Every single time he leaned forward to get more leverage, his massive, stone-hard cock brushed right against my inner thigh. The heat of his shaft was unbelievable, burning my sensitive skin. He moved his hands deeper. His thumbs traced the roun

"Unfortunately. But it’s open late, and they’ve got a two-for-one special if we book now." I lean over, squinting at her screen. The photo of the massage table is draped in crisp white linens, a single orchid resting on the pillow. It makes my muscles unclench just looking at it. "Sold," I say, already grabbing my bag. "If they can make this knot in my back disappear, I’ll tip them like crazy. We walk over there after our shift. The city’s alive around us, a throb of car horns and distant basslines, but the second we push through the door of Serenity Oils, it’s like stepping into another dimension.

“Roll over baby, I want to relieve some of your tension for you.” I moved higher up on my bed and turned onto my stomach. Kade dimmed the lights and straddled my thighs. Desire pooled in my lower belly as he rubbed massage oil down my back. He worked each muscle in my neck, shoulders, and back. I couldn’t help the moans that came out of me when he was able to get rid of some knots.

The last massage that I had experienced was by a physio who was treating me for a sore back because of a parachute injury but this was much, much better. As she slowly worked on my back her hands progressed down from the shoulders and she shuffled back so that she could reach my waist and finally my ass which she took great pleasure in massaging. Xaviera finally climbed off my body, poured more oil onto my legs and gently began to massage my legs, in particular my inner thighs which only went to make my cock grow in size so that it was sticking out between my legs. After gently massaging both legs she put more oil into her cupped hands and gently grabbed hold of my cock rubbing it back and f